Adult Writers Den

The Beach House Chapter 1 Once arriving at the house, Abel stares up at the palm tree which had grown to a towering height. The earth was more so a mixture of white sand and[…]

5 By the time Susan and Michael had gotten their showers and got his car loaded it was almost 5 PM. They planned to take a leisurely drive to the cabin. The last time they[…]

She is dressed in a tight fitting black wraparound dress and black sparkly platform heels. Her dark hair pulled up into a high, tight ponytail. The silver earrings dangling from her lobes casting flickering tiny[…]

The year was 1972 I was 17. Sex was safe and recreational. All was right with the      I was a freshman nursing student, and away from home for the first time in my[…]

Slowly making my way across the crowded room to you, feeling your presence more than seeing you. Finally I am standing in front of you, feeling you eyes trace up my skin, the bare feet[…]

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Storm was the first girl I had ever been with and she was my first proper relationship. We were together for about a year and then we split. We were both 15 when we broke[…]

(Continued and copied from last story) I was a young man. Maybe one of the more attractive young men in my grade, but then again I was the only black kid. Tall, lanky, and 13-years-old.[…]

It was a scorching hot afternoon, Donna and Milam and her children, and little bill had taken an excursion out of Catania to the coast line and a small alcove known by the locals as[…]

I was not impressed when Dad had said he had bought a caravan as a weekend getaway I was forced to go down that first weekend because it was mums stay over weekend at the[…]

I turned 13 years old today. Brice and I asked Daddy and Mom to take us to the beach for our birthday. We love it there, we have a beach house, and our birthday being[…]

Two day later I was sitting in class when something caught my attention at the door. David was waving his arms like a mad man trying to get me to see him. “Miss. Troy can[…]

It was the summer of ‘69. My wife had been bitten by a scorpion while working out in her garden and had been hospitalized for a week. This undoubtedly had put a halt to our[…]

Trying something different again. Please let me know what you think. Thanks. Summer of '94… When I was kid growing up, I used to have one of the biggest crushes on one of the elementary[…]

It was late summer in the year 1769 and the streets were growing quiet in industrial downtown Landstown. A carriage rattled down the street, drawing a few curious faces to look out of the pane[…]

Finding Love Along the Tracks Chapter 7 – Chasing Trains The next morning, John woke up to every man's fantasy. On his right, he had the love of his life, Kelsy, and to his left,[…]