Adult Writers Den

This story was difficult for me to write. Not because there's violence or anger. I've done that before. Not because it's dark, although it is. This isn't the first thing I wrote that you weren't[…]

Perfect! I thought as I walked home. It was my last school team baseball practice and from the last day of school. As I walked home to an empty house I happily thought, what more[…]

QUEER Kevin transferred to our school from California in the Venice/Santa Monica area. The first thing I noticed about him was how he had those chiseled good looks that made me think of Keanu Reeves[…]

This is a story about fun in the country. My name is Scott and I really am an 18-year-old farm boy from Iowa. I have a girlfriend I have been with for two years now[…]

A Biker's Old Lady by Duskshade “God damn it!!” I cursed as the wrench slipped off, shooting my hand yet again into the sharp cooling fins of the motorcycle engine. The customer was always right,[…]

an original limerick by /> there was once a broke lady writer from pawtucket her chair was repo'd so she had to sit on a bucket she licked the pen's tip but did not suck[…]

PART 5 – DADDY Joel Fride was an attractive man of 52. His wife passed away when Beth was 2. Beth was his only child and he adored her. He knew when Carolyn passed away[…]

ROUGH SEX ( a poem by Stardust 8937, 9-27-10) Don't ask me for hard sex, rough sex– I won't do it– I CAN'T do it– If your KINK demands it, then even though it hurts[…]

The Devil's Pact Servants' Chronicles by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Chapter Four: The Artist's First Day Note: Takes place between Chapters 46 and Chapter 47. Thanks to b0b for beta reading! Wednesday, March 19th, 2014 –[…]

Mike goes into an elevator, looks up and sees this great big huge guy standing next to him. The big guy sees the little guy staring at him, looks down and says, "7 feet tall,[…]

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own any rights to the Inuyasha series. Kagome was lying in her sleeping bag on the ground, staring blankly into the fire. She couldn't get herself to sleep no matter how[…]

Patrick and Me part 2 After that Patrick and I often went to Shay's. No one in H__ was going to mess with one of the few money making enterprises in the burg, so Shay's[…]

HOME COMING I ease my house key into the front door lock and open the door as quietly as possible hoping he didn't hear me as I lay my bag on the floor and close[…]

I can not remember a time where my biological mother was not using one drug or another. I remember being hungry a lot and learning how to get food from school and other kids and[…]

Durring my first year of college I moved into my dorm, as most college freshmen do, I was very nervous but I left my door open and played some music while I set my room[…]

I awoke the next morning to a bird chirping in the palm tree outside my window. Glancing at the clock radio adjacent to my bed, I realized that it wasn’t even 8AM yet. I usually[…]