Adult Writers Den

. I loved dancing, I don’t know if I’m a good dancer or not, I have got rhythm but when I have a drink I dance like I’m on my own and couldn’t care less[…]

Ever since she'd been working for Mr. M, all of six weeks now, she couldn't help thinking about him in the most lascivious ways. And even though he was probably 15 or 20 years her[…]

Cock Worshipper – Part 4: Eighteen When I was18 is when I came out to everyone, although no one was surprised and I think I always had that look about me. It was shortly after[…]

I remember that night in August like it was yesterday. My older sister and her husband had separated a few months ago and I had been helping her with projects around the house like mowing[…]

Sexy young Nicola is at the age when her nipples have become nice and puffy and the hair surrounding her vagina is more of a soft down than coarse hair. She has been in my[…]

Do you live on a chicken farm? 'Cause you sure know how to raise a cock. Are you a drill sergeant? Because you have my privates standing at attention. You're just like my little toe,[…]

This is my first story so please go easy on me. Let me set the scene for you; basically I was 17 and had recently lost my virginity to a girlfriend at the time, and[…]

Andrea cried the first time I came in her mouth. She blubbered something about betraying her husband, even as her hand milked my cock dry. “But I thought this is what you wanted”” I said,[…]

*sigh* The screaming fans, the hot chicks (there was one girl in particular, but I'll tell you about that later) It's all redundant out here, why do you think Billie made that song, and being[…]

In my last story I was forced to suck off two big muscular guys and then told to return in two days or else pictures of me sucking them would show up where I did[…]

Laying in bed, Amber was thinking about how different she was just a year ago. Now as a junior in high school, life seem completely different. Her sophomore year was anything but ordinary. She has[…]

That Special Summer In May of 1988, I was a confused senior in high school. Confused primarily with my goals and desires for a future, and also dismayed by the breakdown of my love life.[…]

It was about ten o’clock on a warm, summer-like morning in southern California. As Jonathan looked out his second floor bedroom window, he could see his neighbor, Veronica. She had already come out onto her[…]

Please excuse me for my punctuation as I am not a writer. This is a true story about a time before we were even married. We had met on the internet and knew we both[…]

to all the neg comment writers-Ok so i not the worlds best writter never said i was. so if you can follow the story with the problem fine if not don't read and trust me[…]

Jennifer spent the week following the sleepover in a walking daze: floating around the house, bumping into things, laughing out loud for no good reason and generally acting as if she were head over heals[…]