Adult Writers Den

Ryan pushed the heavy cart containing at least on hundred books down the narrow library aisles, stopping occasionally to return the volumes to their proper place. To most people rummaging around a bunch of dusty[…]

"I just want to have sex with you." Nikki whined as she followed me through the library. "Not right now, Nik." "Oh, c'mon!" She sped up her pace so she was pressed behind me while[…]

Nerdy and square, Adam had not had any luck with girls at school or college and was still a virgin. As a horny, sexually frustrated 19 year old guy back home from college for the[…]

Laying on the floor wrapped up in your arms I try and get my breathing back to normal. Pressing my cheek to your chest I cuddle into you, listening as your heart slow its pounding.[…]

Fbailey story number 517 Fiftieth High School Reunion When I received my Fiftieth High School Reunion packet I almost shredded it along with the other junk mail. I went to my tenth reunion and never[…]

Sorry for the delay. I have been writing but the chapter got way to long, perhaps to much deion/detail for some. Trying to cater to a few requests, it will take time to accommodate some.[…]

The party was over, but our night was just getting started. I'd just got back from a nightclub in central London and I was fumbling the keys to the front door of my apartment; it[…]

Chapter Eight: Lessons Learned The Hard Way Angel, Rich, and Emily sat silently in the truck, outside of the motel. Emily was looking out the back passenger window at the fairly vacant motel. No doubt[…]

hi im a 17 year old guy and my older brother is 22. This is what happened when i found him masturbating 🙂 I walked into his room to borrow some body wash and cracked[…]

There we were. Alex and I under the bridge during a mid summer day. He was knelt in front of my abdomen and was unbuttoning my pants. He pulled down my shorts and left my[…]

Carmen dove down the miracle mile of Los Angeles, hurrying to make her appointment on time. Whilshire Blvd… the stretch of road between Westwood and Los Angeles California. A stretch of road that has seen[…]

/> Mike was out shopping with his dad. “What television do you like better?” asked Mike’s dad, Sean. “That one,” said Mike. “Okay so what do you want to do after this?” asked Sean. “How[…]

I unlock the rusty old door, open it and Christine walks inside. The air inside is dry and dusty. The old warehouse has large ceiling windows and light enters in beams. We walk up the[…]

“I didn’t need to,” Béla was saying as they climbed the steps up to the entrance of a brownstone. “I could see it in his mind. This is the building, but this is not where[…]

C'est incroyable… Walking toward the rear entrance, I bid my adieus; I open, then shut the rear exit door, and descend the basement stairs, seeing Chad’ wife sleeping on the chesterfield I quietly enter the[…]

There’s a little bit of me that wonders how far things can go. Mostly though I walk around fully anticipating that anything can happen. Seriously, the current situation is proof that you never really know[…]