Adult Writers Den

I wish I were a talented author, so that I could truly describe the beauty of the girl who sat so very close to me, at the library. However, I am only a librarian with[…]

Andrea Patterson checked her daily planner and pulled out Millie Evans file. She opened it up and scanned over it quickly, making a few notes on a yellow legal pad she had on her large[…]

‘My God Rose, you have a terrific body. But we are not here to make love. You are here for your punishment,’ he said, caressing my thighs. He slowly bent me over the desk and[…]

There were 8 of us, that was it we knew of no one else who had survived its quite possible that else where in the world there were others who had survived but we didn't[…]

The brute’s name was Russell or Rusty; and I have serviced him on two more occasions since my last episode. Todd walked around me at all times; as he was still too embarrassed about not[…]

"How does that feel, Allison," Brian asked while icing down her ankle!?! "It really hurts," she said through clenched teeth, "I was going up for a rebound and landed on somebody's foot and rolled it[…]

Dani’s Revenge The light fog added a moisture to the air. The coolness of the night wrapped around her like a wet towel, sending a shiver up her spine. She was lucky she knew the[…]

what would you do if eveyrthing you thought you knew about your life turned out to be a lie if the people you love the world you love shatterd like a mirror in front of[…]

Educating Bobby And Debbie Part 2 Debbie and Diane Introduction: My fourteen year old son Bobby has been seeing a fourteen year old girl named Debbie, for the last few months. I had given them[…]

This one is a bit long, I suggest reading the previous chapters to fully understand, although it can be read separately. As always comments and suggestions are welcomed. I woke up the next morning to[…]

Clarrisa The sun was peeping through the dense foliage of the trees surrounding the event as it unfolded on the forest floor beneath. Insects and small animals scurried to safety in the thick undergrowth, hurrying[…]

Translated From The Memoirs Of Caterine DuMont: (Marseille France, 1926-) I always find myself thinking about the warm evenings here, how the sun always coincides with everything that is Marseille…my city of light. It seems[…]

“No babe, I’m telling you, he doesn’t wear anything under that robe.” My neighbor, Mr. Joe, was talking to his wife. It was 8:00 on a Saturday night, and my dad and I were all[…]

Waking up on Saturday, I got up. But a bit to quick as I was light head almost falling over. I walked over to the computer provided in my room an checked the school website.[…]

The Day’s After My Wedding 4 Lisa was on my bed bent over on her hands and knees, getting fucked by my husband in the doggy-style position. I stood their in disbelief, not because I[…]

Terror gripped Jessica. “Funky chicken no sauce.” Jessica said urgently into her phone. She repeated it a few times before shoving her phone back in her pocket and pulling her gun from her purse. “Get[…]