Adult Writers Den

Dreaming With the Girls It had been fun hanging out awhile. The afternoon had passed quickly. The sun had been very nice. "Well, I've got to get going. My parents have some big thing planned,"[…]

THE NEXT CHAPTER OF MY LIFE – Part 1 CHAPTER 1 I watched as the sun began to peek above the purple hills, East of my home in the Texas hill country. I sipped my[…]

PART II All the next day, and the next, I couldn’t get Bobbi out of my mind. That beauty had grabbed me hard, right by the heart strings and she wasn’t letting go. After we[…]

Sorry it took so long to get this part of the story out. My laptop crashed and had to get it repaired. I hope this was worth the wait. I tried to get this out[…]

Fbailey story number 219 Older Women When I turned sixteen my mother had her hands full with me. Dad was never around and when he was, he was still never around. He was your preverbal[…]

Chapter 1 When James's parents said they would be out for the night, what had initially gone through his mind had involved maybe grabbing his PS4 remote, or seeing how many episodes of House of[…]

I looked out the window while my teacher, Mr. Lewis, talked on about something. Our high school was located out of town, so from here I could see the woods. I imagined a guy with[…]

Before the story begins, let's get to know the characters. Kyle, at age 14, was about 5'7" and weighed around 125 pounds. He had a slightly athletic body, because he spent his weekends playing sports[…]

It was the fall of the year in Michigan. The time of year when all the cider mills show their wares. One cider mill in particular seemed busier than most. A well dressed gentleman came[…]

The Master's Cabin, Pt 1 My slave, you can see out the window from your place on the St Andrew's cross you're lashed tightly to. Your arms reaching upward, spread wide, legs parted wide, wrists[…]

It was back in the late 70s when I was 15 that my friend Danny and I hitched to Daytona for the 4th of July NASCAR races. We made it there without any problems, even[…]

Returning to work Monday afternoon, Jim found it difficult to remain quiet about last Friday night's cookout. As he wheeled his loaded cart back and forth, from the scales to the storage room and filed[…]

This is a true story, only the names have changed. OK I didn’t have to change the names because I’m not using any. It’s a short story, as stories go, but I thoroughly enjoyed myself[…]

Chapter 3 — The Romantic. I deliberated a great deal over how to tell this part of my story. I have decided to err on the side of caution and leave a discreet gap here[…]

To start I’ll describe myself. I have reddish brown wavy hair and blue-green eyes. I’m about 5’3 and petite in stature. I have perky 32D boobs and from what guys have told me “hershey kiss”[…]

D-Day Sexual Invasion – Part 2 The old joke is that no sane person would jump out of a perfectly good airplane. But I did on June the 5th. Less than 12 hours later I[…]