Adult Writers Den

“I want you to stop being so difficult,” my mom screamed at me as she held my face so fiercely in her hand that I could feel my teeth cutting into the sides of my[…]

Fbailey story number 756 AUTHOR’S NOTE: I almost never write a story longer than one part. I have had many requests over the years to do so. This may be my only time and as[…]

Paving a path for yourself is hard for any young man, more so myself. I abstain from using the term boy because I have recently lost one of things a boy must lose to become[…]

Part 3 The sex on those two days was wonderful and it carried over with my husband at home and I was so happy. The only time we missed Thursdays was if he was away[…]

"Hurry! Get him on to the bed!" screamed one voice in a desperate panic. "Is he going to be all right? Right?" panicked another trying to get some reashurance. /> "We're loosing him! Quick pass[…]

A girl's night out which happens rarely in our part of town. Sara, Jamie and I decided to go out and have some fun. A break from work, children, bills. Days we had like when[…]

Yellow sunlight seeped through the thin curtains as Miriam Hargreaves sat at the antique vanity table in the corner of the grand bedroom, delicately applying her make-up. Wrapped in a fluffy bath robe and with[…]

-1- Johnny Goodwin was not having a good day to begin with, and whenever you weren’t having a good day, early in the day, on a Friday you knew things really sucked. So things started[…]

*** Rewritten into parts and respaced *** Melissa’s Tribulation part III Melissa lost track of time. She wasn't sure how long it had been since the three sailors had left her alone in the woods.[…]

I wait patiently in the seat by your office door to be ushered in for the interview, wearing a tight black skirt, stockings and a white blouse. I’m really nervous, this is my first ever[…]

Sex, Lies and digital cameras Pt.1. “Hi. I didn’t think that you would ring, after last sorry too….I know… was good-wasn’t I! (More wasn’t THAT good… If you say so. (Laughter)…Yes, I’m wearing them…I suppose[…]

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[…]

[Please like and comment below. All comments are appreciated] Marcus leaned in a began to kiss me. This turned into a make out session within a matter of moments as things turned very passionately between[…]

It was during times like these that she struggled with finding something to say. Too much to see beyond the blurriness of her vision, too many vowels and consonants to choose from, and there was[…]

It’s difficult to find a good start for my story. A relationship with your own father doesn’t just start. Still I feel the urge to write it down. For him as much as for myself.[…]

walk in the door … tired from work… i walk in throw my purse on the table and call for you …. I hear moaning coming from uspstairs. You come from upstairs…. walk over to[…]