Adult Writers Den

We had been neighbors since I was 5 and she was 7. We played outside together and were never really great friends, but got a long quite well. We used to play outside with the[…]

Part 33 The Power of Love The next morning, Janet rose early and went to the lap pool. Jennifer, Beth and Michael swam their laps. Janet waited. When they finished, she asked if she could[…]

I'm getting late for school mom, the bus is outside waiting" yelled Cristy as she waited for her mother to bring her lunch. Michelle, her mother rushed to the door and opened it for her[…]

Girls School 4 The Offer. Just before I knocked off from work I received a message to see the headmistress, Ms. Carter . I dutifully made my way to her room. I knocked on the[…]

“Kids, breakfast is ready!” the typical wake-up call from our mother on a summer day. Being the eldest, I would often be the one first to take up the courage to wake-up and leave my[…]

The Snow Storm It started to snow at about ten this morning and at first the weather office called for flurries but it wasn’t long before it was to be a winter storm with snow[…]

My name is Garret; at the time this story took place I was 15. I must admit, I was never a popular child. Maybe it was my attitude, or my way of thinking. Though when[…]

A lot to learn It was a dreary dark day in October and the rain was beating hard against the windows. In the offices of PC Enterprises sat the head of the business Peter Clayton.[…]

Will walked down stairs, still sporting an obvious boner and a grin on his face. However, as he saw the girls sitting around the kitchen table, he tucked his erection up in the waist band[…]

This is the hardest and roughest thing I have ever written. I don't know what got me but I was just in the mood for that. Handle with care and read at your own risk.[…]

Forward. This story contains male bi-sexuality, forced feminization, and spanking. If you feel uncomfortable or do not like these subjects please do not read. Due to the length of the story, if you just want[…]

What the fuck is wrong with me? I am forty-six years old. Why am I fantasizing about a kid? It was two a.m. and I was putting my sheets in the wash. I could not[…]

It started out 1 day when I was at my uncle's house and my uncle was at work working the graveyard shift and I was staying the week with them. I was 15 and she[…]

I arrived at Jasmines house at around 11:00 A.M. Which was really early for all of us. When I got there George had still not arrived and Jasmine was happy to see me, but sad[…]

Under the Duvet Me and Jane were very close friends, we had a great connection and we were comfortable talking about anything together, she is one of my closest friends. She’s tiny (5foot 6) and[…]

Mom raised her head and adjusted her glasses with her forefinger as I walked in. She must have been grading the papers of some unfortunate kids. She was a teacher, but at least I was[…]