Adult Writers Den

I'm Michael Cho, who just about to finish my third year at UCSD. I'm from San Diego but my girlfriend, Haley, who I started dating in September and she is from a small town, about[…]

Chapter 1: Even though it was a sunny and bright day, the room was completely dark. The only thing that gave off light in the room was a projector that sat on top of the[…]

Hi, I'm back..This is Michelle. I really appreciate all the comments you have all sent. Many have asked for the story where I actually get laid. Well that's coming, (pardon the pun), but not quite[…]

Marion anxiously waited for the doorbell to ring, as she checked her watch for the third time in the last ten minutes. "Where was she," Marion thought to herself, "I wish for once she'd be[…]

Why drag me out on a cramping trip to sit at the tent site and do nothing!? I was so mad. I can remember not knowing where I was headed, just away from him. Was[…]

Taking Michele It began when I started college. I moved from a farm to a nice little city, around 66,000 people or so. You know, the kind of city that has crime, but it hides[…]

this man walk into bar . he meet a woman in bar so he buy her a drink and they get to be talking. he buy her some more and they keep talking. so she[…]

The Journey Your skin, your smile, your laugh, your touch,and your amazing body, They all get me hot, Don't you get shy, or don't you fret, Cause as we get older, perfect we're not. It's[…]

This is a true story of something that happened when i was younger. please excuse my bad English if there is any mistake, English is not my main language. /> It was a sunny day,[…]

In high school I was not exactly the most popular kid but not exactly an outcast. I did keep to myself mostly but had several people I guess I could consider friends by definition. When[…]

Most of the time I aim a easy going guy that lets most things roll off my back. I aim kind and caring to people because that’s how I want to be treated. But once[…]

The first time with Helen This story, to my shame, is absolutely true. To save embarrassment to Helen, I have changed her name and some of the smaller details that might give a clue to[…]

As Mrs. Allen droned on about the Revolutionary War, the twelve eighteen year old female students in her senior high American History class took mandatory sips from bottles filled with juice, water, or some other[…]

My use of the artifact had become second nature by now…and I knew that I had barely scratched the surface of what lie behind those doors. I planned to create some of the more uplifting[…]

The polished dancefloors reflected the images of the thrashing teens, a mess of organized flailing limbs and phermones. The overpowering aroma of aftershave, perfume, sweat and alcohol hung thick in the air. Brightly coloured neon[…]

Part 3 is here. I decided to go in a slightly different direction with this part of the story, I hope you guys enjoy it. Please forgive me for any spelling and grammar mistakes, I[…]