Adult Writers Den

Hello, this is my very first story so please dont be to harsh but feel free to leave some feed back. I'd like to remind you guys this one was COMPLETELY typed on my cell[…]

The truth about Charlie Prologue When I was a little girl I used to take my mothers hands and spin in circles until we both got dizzy and fell down laughing. She would then wrap[…]

Chapter 1 – Beginning For as long as I can remember I have been able to sense people's emotions. I could tell when someone was angry or sad, even if they were hiding it. Over[…]

Preamble: Most of the Mike Claymore mysteries were written in the 1999 to 2004 period during a depressing period in my life. The writing period was culminated by a tragic loss that left me disinterested[…]

This story involves some of the most ebarrassing, and at the same time, most enjoyable experiences of my life. My ex and I had undergone a lengthy separation involving custody of our son in which[…]

It was the winter of 1984 when our state was hit by a major ice storm. I was fifteen at the time. I can remember the trees cracking all around the house, and then the[…]

The Young Man The next morning, Colleen awoke to find that it was almost noon. Never in her life had she been so selfish and slept so late. However, Hannah, one of her handmaids reached[…]

A Rapist at 14 #3 By the time I was seventeen I was getting board with fucking my mother. I was having a hard time getting hard and the thrill of raping her and the[…]

I'm in LA for business meetings over the weekend. I decide to out Friday night, with one thing in mind, finding a young Asian girl. Then I decide to give Paris a call, I have[…]

I find myself swimming through a mist-filled lake really remembering how I got there, to this place of magic and streamers of moss and old branches, writing the stories of their once beautiful blooming flowers[…]

Sin "Damn I look good!", Cindy said as she checked herself out in the mirror. "Yea, I'd fuck you, no beers, well maybe it'd take 2 or 3….", Her husband Jake said as he laughed.[…]

This is a story about how I lost my virginity. All names and such have been changed to protect identities. Let me start out by telling you a little about me, my name is Thomas[…]

Daniel was quiet as he sneaked through his little sisters’ bedroom; not too quiet, of course; he wanted there to be a chance he’d be heard, and even discovered. His heart crept up into his[…]

Q. Why do men find it difficult to make eye contact? A. Breasts don't have eyes. story by: Crude Guy

Ellen has completed her move from Lexington to Dallas and has been working for two days reporting stories. She sends me an invitation to join her for lunch at her condo. Ellen is a bit[…]

Camorra cursed, vehemently. Sliding back in the shadows of the alleyway, he watched as the young man joked and laughed with his friends. He'd let his admiration get in the way, again. He knew he[…]