Adult Writers Den

Part One Miranda Holmes locked the door of her small grey Ford car, straightened her grey skirt and checked her grey jacket in the reflection in the glass of the car door before she turned[…]

Call me Joanna It all happened so long ago now that it seems not only to have been in a different place at a different time but so different as if it almost had never[…]

A smirk on my face, I leant back against the side of the cubicle. Her head was bobbing up and down on my cock. I grabbed her hair with my hand and forced her right[…]

Chapter 3 We got up about 8am again and, like yesterday, I went to make breakfast as Chloe showered. My head was full of lustful thoughts from the previous night. I had actually stroked my[…]

Tina loved to tease the guys. She always wore low cut blouses and short skirts so she could drive them crazy with glimses of her tits and panties. She especially loved to mess with the[…]

The Tuesday started like hundreds of others at the art centre where I worked as a model. I breezed in through the main door, walked down the corridor and into the office. “Good morning all,”[…]

Here is a story that happene a few years back. It was one of those tales that people read and say "Yeah right like that ever happen!?" Anyway it did and this is it… After[…]

After a long hard day from work Dave shuffles into the house the smell of garlic bread gives her secret away she made his favourite pasta. Their miniature Yorkshire Terrier Pebbles comes running down the[…]

My names Elijah and I had just moved to a new state, South Dakota. I am 16 it’s my sophomore year and I have yet to meet anyone who lives here. I was relaxing on[…]

I Saw You By Blueheatt …..These were the last words I ever wanted to hear from my sister Linda. My dad’s girlfriend Stella got careless. Sis saw Stella and I fucking in my pickup in[…]

She was awakened by a loud muffled thump. She opened her eyes. It was dark and silent in a rainy night. The roof made pitter- patter noise as the rain drops fell on the roof.[…]

I’m Not A Stereotype by Maya Hatashita as told to BrettJ© 2010 Author’s Note: I am not the of the story, although readers, isn’t he one lucky S.O.B? I very nearly blew the opportunity of[…]

I never would’ve imagined how much making time for myself could change my outlook on life. I feel so relaxed and at peace now that I’m not trying to be everything for everyone. If someone[…]

Monday at 1pm in the afternoon my secretary opened my office door showing Heather in. I told my secretary to take the rest of day off and lock the door as she left. I stood[…]

I live in a small cul-de-sac. One of the ones where everyone knows each other, all the kids are best friends, barbeques in the summer, those kinds. The road was a long road of just[…]

My name is Mike; I’m the manager of a pub and have a lot of young staff working for me. I’m 40 and married but like to flirt with the young girls at work. It’s[…]