Adult Writers Den

DEEP By: vapidvector It was a summer afternoon in Georgia and it was hotter than hell. We were spending the day with some friends of ours, helping them pack for their move to Illinois. They[…]

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[…]

A Visitor By Kitten D’Ville I stood in the living room and yawned, having just awoken. About to touch the computer’s mouse, I was stopped when I heard a knocking at the door. Thinking that[…]

Chapter 1 My life starts out like everyone else good home, good family, good girlfriend this day started out great until something turned my life into a living hell well some of it this is[…]

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[…]

I would like to say I had a sob story, but like most people I am over dramatic about my own life. I grew up in a good home, until my parents divorced when I[…]

There was still ice on the puddles in the alley, black tipped piles of snow crunched under her shoes. Brenda looked around again and shivered. It was getting dark and she could hear the vicious[…]

Chapter 1: Even though it was a sunny and bright day, the room was completely dark. The only thing that gave off light in the room was a projector that sat on top of the[…]

One afternoon, I was working in my room, when Kennedy breezed in as she'd do. She has a key to my place, so she can use me whenever she wants. That suits me. I'm sitting[…]

“I wanna be a fucking slut!” Alex said casually to his boyfriend one day. It was the kind of tone one might use if they were saying the mailbox was empty. And Alex’s boyfriend only[…]

Perky little tits and thighs that can strangle a man don't go as far as they used to and if I have to go back to waiting tables I think I will stab myself in[…]

*This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person living in the past or present is purely coincidental.* The CCD stood for “Community Center Dance”, which was exactly what it sounded like. On[…]

Before reading you need to read part 1 by way of an introduction! Part 2 His reply was very measured and flattering. Not at all like the replies he had left on my postings or[…]

Amelia sat as she always did, upon the cushioned seat of the open bay window, the cool evening breeze tickling her short, richly colored hair against the back of her pale neck. She sat with[…]

There will be many more parts…this is a true long erotic story of incest My ladies: Renee: A 46 year old mother of three children. She didn’t give birth to them, they were “ test[…]

The Adventures of a Railfan Part 2 – Michelle This is part 2 of my series. With me being in a Railroad enthusiast, there will be some scenes with the hobby involved. In the last[…]