Adult Writers Den

As I crossed the lawn into Betty’s yard, I couldn’t help but think what a prick of a husband she had. I have no clue why she was even with the fucking jerk off. A[…]

My name is Dante Scorpius and my mistress is Maria Howe she thought it would be a turn on if other people heard of one of our nights in hopes that other people with…. fun[…]

Hey my name is Stephan Paulson and this is one hell of a story. It’s my senior year of high school. I'm a 17 year old 6'1 athletic intelligent brown haired boy. I’m one of[…]

Part 4 An E-novel: A story of a woman submissive to her own desires. (M+/F, exh, d/s, inc, mast, oral, anal, bd, beast, orgy) (Note: Continuation of a very long, sensual story. There are three[…]

so me and harvey woke up the other day and we did are usual stuff anyway when harvey was making breakfast i sat infront of the mirror and kept thinking im such a fat bastard[…]

Dreaming With the Girls It had been fun hanging out awhile. The afternoon had passed quickly. The sun had been very nice. "Well, I've got to get going. My parents have some big thing planned,"[…]

Dropping my bag at the bedroom door, I step into the bathroom to freshen up, not noticing Heather yet. I know she is there…waiting for me. After a few moments I come out and step[…]

Beep, beep, beep. I awoke to the worst sound in the world, my alarm telling me to get up and get ready for another day in hell. I turned off my alarm and got up[…]

Her name was Barbara, she lived not too far away from us across the railroad tracks in a shack of a home that her poor family rented. Barbara was an outcast, she attended school with[…]

Chapter 8 — "Two friends are better than one" For the first time she appears to be a bit sorry for the condition she finds me in on Saturday morning when she arrives to release[…]

Read the others to catch up. Pop! Pop! Pop! I heard a window break and a car drive off. I grabbed my grip and ran outside.  The car from which the shots had come from[…]

A little on how this story came about. I have a friend that likes to write stories for people and he asked if I would write one for him. I told him to tell me[…]

“I don’t see that you have much choice, Miss James,” Alex said, leaning back into the heavily-padded, monstrous swivel chair behind his desk. The chair was made of rich black leather and it’s back reached[…]

“A PRESENT TO MOMMA” Some years ago I met the most extraordinary man who would influence my life more than any other including my own biological father. Of course, I didn't know that at the[…]

He was lying next to me; his breath falling on my shoulder. I wanted to turn around but fear of waking him up kept me still. I couldn’t believe that this had happened to me.[…]

We had broken up again; in the 3 ½ years we had been together we had broken up around 15 times. For the last year the only reason I took her back was for the[…]