Adult Writers Den

I finished my coffee and went back upstairs to my room, reliving the prievious night over and over again in my head; I was close to being sick when a light knock sounded on my[…]

It was a normal day for Dr Rogers, she checked up on all her patients, caught up on her paper work, nothing unusual. That is, until 3:00 when one of the nurses handed her a[…]

It was reported that a lesbian couple in San Francisco decided that one of them should get a sex change operation. Do you know what the name of the procedure for this is called? Ans:[…]

Chapter Two Jess awoke Saturday at about 11 a.m. His thoughts immediately flashed back to Wesley's e-mail. He had said that he was 15, about 5'10”, had long, light blonde hair, had gray eyes, and[…]

Two fleas are talking about winter migration and one's freezing its ass of. FLEA1: "I spent the whole trip in a biker's beard." FLEA2: "That's not the way you do it, what you do is[…]

You unbutton my pants and slide them down my legs. "oh shit" is what's being said in my head. This is a dream, it can not be reality; That is your head inbetween my thighs,[…]

It was back in my college days when I just happened to meet Jo one day by chance on one bright spring day. The girlfriend of my roommate was visiting him one afternoon and she[…]

Miss Marilyn I tripped over the metal threshold of the doorway as I hurried into the gas station’s store. I looked down immediately to see what my foot had hit then looked up, embarrassed, to[…]

It was a peaceful springtime in the leaf village, Orochimaru was unusually quiet, the other villages, sent the occasional message that everything was fine and no help was needed. At this point though, just like[…]

Lesbians dancing naked on the ceiling again, treating each other as very good friends. The audience stop and stare, As the spread there thighs for each other to share. Touching each other in all the[…]

My mom and dad split up when I was younger. Divorce isn’t easy for anyone but then living in an atmosphere of constant arguments and distrust isn’t healthy either. Once it was done and she[…]

the following is a true story. I was 18, and a senior in high school. my name is Will. (not real name) I was excited that it was my last year in high school, and[…]

Making love to Kayla was the last thing I was expecting on this, Loretta's last night in town but, as Kayla and I entered the house after our sweet little liaison in the garden, I[…]

To Whom It May Concern: It is my pleasure to write this letter recommending Lauren Randall into your university for the fall 2010 semester. As Lauren’s tenth grade algebra teacher, as well as her advisor[…]

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.[…]

This is a true story. Many who have read some of my other stories (some fiction, some true) can relate this back to where this had it's start, when I first separated then divorced from[…]