Adult Writers Den

Ramsey walked down the wooden boardwalk, to his left were closed vendors and to his right was a strip of sand around 20 feet in width, and at its edge the moon glistened off of[…]

Why are hurricanes normally named after women? Ans: When they come they're wild and wet, but when they go they take your house and car with them. story by: The Porn Joker

Best Man for the Job (Part II) By MakeItJuicy4U “Oh snap! Man what kind of freaky place do you work at? I need a job here. Bitches running around all butt ass naked and shit”[…]

Lights flashed, whistles and rumbling music echoed off the tiled ceiling. The atmosphere of Richards Treasures rocked with sultry chaos. The establishment was packed with so many patrons it was hard to see an empty[…]

Mark lay in the bed with nothing on him but boxer shorts. The August heat and humidity made even the sheets feel uncomfortable. He was exhausted from spending 12 hours at the worksite in the[…]

Carmen dove down the miracle mile of Los Angeles, hurrying to make her appointment on time. Whilshire Blvd… the stretch of road between Westwood and Los Angeles California. A stretch of road that has seen[…]

American Wasteland # 1 A man stood in a deserted settlement just outside the Detroit Ruins. The smell of gunpowder and blood is fresh in the air. This man had just killed 12 raiders. Why[…]

These stories contain sexual exploits from my younger years. I will start when I was in the 8th grade, if you are offended by the subject matter please do not read any further. So where[…]

A new home for earth. 1. The early years It was early in my tenth year of life that I began to notice some small things in my life that were not quite right. At[…]

Human Slavery Reborn Prologue: Operation Bone Collector Announced “The trading of human bodies is no longer illegal. We have researched it and have found it to be a viable way to lift our country out[…]

MENTORING BRANDON By Bob Chapter 2: My Dream Comes True! A knock on the door – FINALLY! My heart had been pounding for quite some time and now was nothing different. I began to walk[…]

Model Turns Slut – Part 3 by NiteWriter Barbara sat back on the floor to catch her breath after the black pounding that just took place. Two more guys were unable to wait any longer[…]

LAST TO KNOW, CHAPTER FIVE I thought I was dreaming. My cock was hard and something was griping then releasing it. I slowly opened my eyes and realized I was not dreaming. My hard cock[…]

The Making I never have been much on taking orders. As a child I was a handful for my parents, as a teen I rebelled against any authority whether at home or elsewhere. As a[…]

I made my money running a escort agency, I started as a driver ferrying the girls back and forth from jobs then got moved up to running the agency when the founders family had some[…]

I stand there with Imelda for a few moments when I see people coming out of the tattoo parlor. Smitty along with his father and about five or six bikers look like they’re about to[…]