Adult Writers Den

The day I took her interview, I knew she can be taken advantage of. She had recently got shifted to Bangalore. Her husband took a new job that required them to shift to the city[…]

PLAYTIME – CHAP. XII – DOUBTS John asked Mary, “Are we okay now? I mean, we have James and Kelly over here a lot – I was just wondering if they’re more important in our[…]

I Knew She Was a Bitch The year was 1970; three boys were at the drive-in theater when one meets up with an old acquaintance. He knows she was a bitch but didn’t think she[…]

Games I Played 2 Being a chunky middle aged woman, I don’t have many dates. Most evenings, I work and come home and play games on a website. Sometimes, when I play, if I lose[…]

The steady trickle of rain could be both seen and heard around us. The large picture windows of the apartment made it difficult for us to escape the gloomy, overcast skies around us. I sat[…]

Author’s Note: Marie in the following story is the French version for Mary. George Washington Brush is a fictions President. This revision version is correct. The revision is in the deion of the Diplomatic Reception[…]

After Heather went to bed that night I decided to stay up, and wait for my husband Jimmy. I was so eager, and excited for him to fuck me in his usual fashion that I[…]

This is a true story; all that has been changed is the names of everyone involved to protect their identities /> “Going anywhere nice this month Mr. Tunny?” the nurse asked as she watched Harold[…]

It was another long, dreary day at work. I work for a 911 call center and had enough of the yelling and complaining from people who did not actually have emergencies. My head was pounding[…]

I have had my eye on Eric since he started tending bar at the restaurant I worked at. We’d had some casual conversations, but nothing that seemed to lead anywhere. It was frustrating as hell.[…]

Christmas came and went and with it the usual aggravation of visiting relatives and receiving relatives day in and day out. By Saturday, not only was I exhausted but Ashley had distanced herself from me[…]

This is my first story! Most people dont remember their childhood very well. I remember all of mine. It all started when i was 4 years old. My two half brothers had to start living[…]

Heather slowly approachs the closed dark basement door with trepidation and caution; what lies beyond is a world that is messy and dangerous. It is John's private workshop full of sharp tools, dirty workbenches, vise[…]

Betty I’ve always been attracted to mature women. Even as a young man. Though, to be honest, I can find something to like about most women. In my early teens our family moved to Lauderdale[…]

It had been several years since Amber and I had first indulged in our sexual proclivity together on the side of the creek bank that fateful August day. Amber and I had always been extremely[…]

Late Ten By Systematic “Are you ready for the game?” Kylie asked me. “As ready as I’ll ever be.” “I heard you got hurt.” “Brett mistook me for the Superbowl.” The place: my house. More[…]