Adult Writers Den

I carried Laura in one hand while she was squirming as much as she could, and my materials in the other, and tossed her onto the kitchen table. Each wrist was tied to a table[…]

It’s difficult to find a good start for my story. A relationship with your own father doesn’t just start. Still I feel the urge to write it down. For him as much as for myself.[…]

It all started when I was 16 years old. My cousin Chad was 22 years old. He was a lot older than me, but still liked to come over to see me. He teased me[…]

Step up I can barely remember when it all started. I think it was two years after my mother died. My step dad got everything. she never made a proper will, there was no need,[…]

Ellie and I slept together, naked in her bed. She fell right asleep, and I wrapped myself tightly around her naked form. My half limp cock nestled in between the top of her cheeks, and[…]

Bobbie in the Summer of 1967 Journey of four teens in the age of discovery. The sweet smell of summer drifted lightly through the open window as we snuggled carelessly together on the double bed.[…]

Chapter One The Body of this Story is about Forced Sex, & Bi Sexual Women, this section will have four chapters ,and I aim to write part two ASAP.. I always had the fantasy of[…]

Senior Moments Ch.4 By Jax_Teller Since I met Nikki and David, my life had changed on many levels. I was not just sexually more active, I had been a tool in a cougars' adventures. It[…]

I'm Jane, I'm 5'3, and have curly blonde hair. I think even at 26 I've really had the worst relationships of my life, but the one I just got out of a few weeks ago,[…]

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[…]

I suggest that you read the first chapter of the story to get the background. This is an altered version of the original second chapter that I posted which I feel maintains the feel of[…]

The Island Lucy was a proud woman, she liked to do things on her own and for herself. It had been eight years since her husband had left her for that whorish little vixen and[…]

It was a rainy day. I remembered it with grave detail. My brother long gone back to college never to be seen again until god knows how long. And me a senior in high school[…]

Mixed Metaphors XII It was Sunday morning; four am when Becky got out of bed and cruised the front room like a morning watch police officer looking for bodies and various types of damage. Everyone[…]

Fbailey story number 463 Last In When my fifteen-year-old daughter read about a Brazilian woman whose short, pink dress caused a near riot at a private college and led to her expulsion and subsequent reinstatement,[…]

A Kiss (and More) for a Special Woman I want to strip you bare and play among The hills and valleys of your perfect form. I want to kiss and fondle all of you, To[…]