Adult Writers Den

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2010 Oh!! Oh, gosh! Ms Carter! I didn’t know you were like this, that you wanted me like this, when you asked me to stay on late at the office tonight and[…]

Forward and Disclaimer: These chapters are an honest depiction of my life and the things that I have experienced. I am writing them as a way to share and bond with others that may have[…]

Based on a true story names changed. my name is Edric, my wife is Sarah, my son is Anthony and my daughter is Gwen I'm a 36 years old with a 16 year old son,[…]

It felt strange doing this with my mother. From the time we woke up until we sat down in the evening for her foot rub/suck, we were just like any other mother and son. It[…]

…Molly was a hot bodied beautiful mom. She had a super high sexual point in her life when she was younger. The event memories surfaced when her young son wanted to try out his new[…]

I ran through the breezeways to my literature class with my semi-erect cock rubbing against my jeans. Although I tended to disregard punctuality most of the time, being an avid absentee from my daily courses,[…]

The plane was late, but that was nothing new at Chicago’s O’Hare International Airport. Still, the waiting was driving me crazy. Kat and I had met at EP and begun a relationship that had built[…]

Chapter One After graduating about four years early from my college of being a Doctor, I really didn’t have much to do with my life. I was an insanely smart young- adult, graduating High School[…]

There is a knock on the door, and I know it is you. I grab the remote, get up and go to the door, positioning myself behind it as I open it. I hear your[…]

At the breakfast table, cousin Judy sat with her bowl of cereal eating away, not paying me any attention while I sat to her right, reading the newspaper and having a bowl of Cheerios myself.[…]

Her light skin tone was perfect, so smooth and flawless…she was young, smart and experienced, she went on to teach me things that night that we will never forget. After fifteen minutes of flirting and[…]

Ruth. Ruth had a fantasy. One she had had with her through college years. Even before that. The catalyst had happened in her early teens at a friend’s house. During one of their frequent stopover[…]

“There is a striking resemblance between the act of love and the ministrations of a torturer.” -Angela Carter *** "Why does the wolf eat Grandma first?" The question floated out of Angela‘s mouth before she[…]

I miss you. I can't sleep. The bed seems so empty without you next to me. There's no use in trying to force myself to sleep, so I sit up and light a cigarette. The[…]

Double Trouble? Nobody likes being shoved out the door….at least I sure in my mid 50s…job opportunities dried up and when I tried to make a job change…I found myself instead left out in the[…]

Chapter 5 I woke the next morning with Paul next to me. I quietly got up and got dressed and headed back to my place. I had to hurry and get cleaned up and ready[…]