Adult Writers Den

A bitches fall episode F (renamed to Megan's education 2) As the crowd closed in, megan was forced to notice the faces, recognize her classmates turned rapists who remorselessly approached her exhausted and helpless body.[…]

—–Eratic streaks of rain distorted the glass of her bedroom window. For Rixie, it was the only peace to be found in the world. She had always been unusual, not unpopular but simply misunderstood. It[…]

Sharing her has become a pleasure. The foreplay is already taken care of by another man and I don’t think it’s my imagination; she is all the hornier after being with other men. Hearing her[…]

Hi, my name is Mike. I use to live in a small town, and I am currently looking for another small town to move too. The reason  for my decision to not go home will[…]

Amanda was a striking woman; her face was very attractive, with green/gold eyes, a creamy complexion and full, pink lips. Her face was framed by layers of soft black hair which she kept shiny and[…]

For as long as I can remember, I have always tried to catch a look at my older sister. She is one of the most beautiful females that I have ever seen. She is about[…]

My first three-way was absolutely amazing. I would have never thought it would be with my girlfriend and cousin, but I suppose that makes it even more interesting. Everything seemed to run so smoothly when[…]

This is a fantasy that I might or might not want to actually go through. It is payday and I have been out paying bills. I am just arriving home and am a little tired[…]

The polished dancefloors reflected the images of the thrashing teens, a mess of organized flailing limbs and phermones. The overpowering aroma of aftershave, perfume, sweat and alcohol hung thick in the air. Brightly coloured neon[…]

Waking with a start I looked at the clock on my bedside table and saw that it was several hours until skulduggery was coming to get me and hours more until my parents would wake[…]

Q. Why are hangovers better than women? A. Hangovers will go away. story by: Crude Guy

Maribel by Gail Holmes I remember the time only to well: it was two days after my birthday, a Sunday morning; on Sundays we never dressed before breakfast just walked around in our night gowns,[…]

My mum called around one evening and asked how I fancied a long weekend to Hamburg in Germany. She said we would be going on the Friday and returning on the following Tuesday. I asked[…]

Based on a true story, some details changed since I promised never to tell. My sister-in-law, Jess, has always been close with my wife and I. She would spend weekends at our house and join[…]

The Shell's Game Robert Hardy was out on the beach wasting time, doing nothing. Not that this was anything new. He had wasted thirty- five years worth of time already, as much of it as[…]

Bailey sat there in the living room, on the couch with a hot cup of tea in her hands. She looked down at it and wondered why this was happening to her. She didn’t do[…]