Adult Writers Den

First a little background… I'm a man in his mid forties. I met the mother of my oldest kids when in me early twenties. After dating just a few months, we decided to move in[…]

*So I'm dead, Yeah that sucks* My first words as a dead person and they're what I choose, What kind of lame idiot am I, I should of said something much better like sweet i'm[…]

WOW! Even after a couple of days I still couldn't quite believe what had happened at work. I still had a fire in my pussy from the encounter with John, and I dreamed every night[…]

Marci had a rather tiring day at work. She made her way up to her twelfth-story loft provided to her by her new boss and lover, she begins imagining the warm bath she will soon[…]

Draped across one of the cushioned seats on deck. A tiny bikini protects the bare minimum from the sun. Her eyes closed. Her body completely relaxed. Her head propped on one of her arms. One[…]

It was just your particular weekend in July. Matter of fact it was the forth of July weekend. I had gone to the beach with my friends and their girlfriends. I had broken up with[…]

Brianna and I swam next to one another. We got face to face and we embraced in a hug. We rested our foreheads together. I looked down at her beautiful body, distorted by the clear[…]

My sis, Angie and I had always been close so we usually hung out with the same group of friends. She is a little more than a year older than me and the summer before[…]

I'll turn forty in a few months. I'm not old, I know, but I'm stagnant. My wife and I have been together for a while, but our marriage is more of a habit than a[…]

I call Rell and tell him that I have planned a special night for us and got us a room. I ask him to swing by and pick up the room key and tell him[…]

How did Pinocchio find out he was made of wood? Ans: His hand caught fire. story by: The Porn Joker

This is my first true story about my sister. I was 16, a sophomore in high school, and my sister was 14, a freshman. I was the jock type, football player, lacrosse player, not a[…]

My name is Roger, and I grew up in central California with my mom Karen and dad Charles, year and a half older sister Susan, and three year younger brother Scott. Dad was in real[…]

Mister Stephenson's Fucking Machine part 3 As his Fucking Machines increase in popularity, George fights for his Fanny Will our working class hero George with his steam powered cottage defeat the aristocratic prat Lord Arthur[…]

There was something seriously wrong with Jared. He knew it, and yet he couldn't help himself. There was something about her demure nature, her shy smiles, her glossy black hair, and long coltish legs that[…]

DARK DESIRES: The Venekor Saga It is a quiet summer afternoon and the young Shadowknight is packing up camp, preparing for his journey home to her. His silky haired maiden. He has dreamt of her[…]