Adult Writers Den

Exhibitionist Over The Edge Part 1 by: vapidvector When my wife, Joy, and I were married fourteen years ago I found it absolutely impossible to believe that she had never masturbated. Not once in her[…]

I was forty five, divorced for the last eight years and was not seeing anyone. I kept busy with running a construction company and found that it was easier to go home than to look[…]

Sonia On a full moon night Sonia was walking in the jungle alone, Cold and Scared and it was getting dark. She started hearing noises but she couldn’t really tell what it was. She could[…]

I Knew She Was a Bitch The year was 1970; three boys were at the drive-in theater when one meets up with an old acquaintance. He knows she was a bitch but didn’t think she[…]

Hey, I am a first time writer. Thank you very much for reading my story and I would appreciate any and all comments or criticisms. I plan on writing a follow up to this story[…]

My Life as a Slave 3 I spent the next morning and part of the afternoon doing chores, straightening up the house while Ross worked. He gave me a uniform to wear. It was a[…]

One day when I was twelve my whole world turned upside down, I had just come back from a game of tennis with my friend and was all sweaty so went to go have a[…]

Chapter 3 It was only halfway through the movie by the time I had tears flowing down my eyes. Becky looked at me and I could tell she felt a bit bad for making me[…]

A New Beginning Chapter One Middle school. A confusing time for everyone. Struggling with grades, fitting in, and exploring interest in all sorts of new fields, the least of worries is Jason Mcdermott, an only[…]

Lisa was what they call a prima donna. She gets her nails done every two weeks like clockwork, won't go out without her makeup on, always dresses in the latest styles, says "ish" to housework,[…]

The Dream: Blood rushed through her veins, hot and thick with lust. She was in the strong arms of a man with a mask and his naked skin glistened with a thin sheen of sweat[…]

“Joey! Breakfast is ready. Wake up!” my mom called up to me from the kitchen. I was exhausted but knew I had to get up and go to school. I just turned 15 a few[…]

I wait patiently in the seat by your office door to be ushered in for the interview, wearing a tight black skirt, stockings and a white blouse. I’m really nervous, this is my first ever[…]

Welcome to the Working Week written by Marc Rollins go to do it till you’re through, so you’d better get to it.” “Now that your picture is in the paper, being rhythmically admired, you can[…]

Fbailey story number 529 My Fortieth Birthday My daughter thinks that she has me wrapped around her little finger but that is only because I let her think that. I let my wife think that[…]

Hannah always had a hard time getting into the clubs. Even though she was 21, she looked 19, if not younger. Sometimes it was tough to convince them even after seeing her valid ID. Tonight[…]