Adult Writers Den

Peter rolled over and looked at his gorgeous wife Mary-Jane. Her red hair shone in the early morning light. Peter watched her breathe as her incredible 36D tits slightly moved up and down beneath the[…]

She was 15. I was 23. I first saw her running around their yard with her little brother. She had on a frilly bikini and even then her voluptuousness showed. She was sexy. She was[…]

my name is tim.. i am the father of two beautiful kinds and run a local garage my story begins a few years ago…being the manager of a local garage i am incharge of the[…]

Summer Help by Brian Winters When Adam was eleven years old an older cousin of his came to live with he and his parents for a few weeks during the summer. The older boy’s name[…]

Six-Mile High Club chapter 5 "Come on Daddy, let's get some breakfast. We can go to my house and play all afternoon if you want. My mom won't be home until late this /> She[…]

Chapter 2 Alyssa was from a small town and in a class that had an exceptionally large number of school sluts, the girls that are laughingly recalled at the ten year high school reunion, until[…]

Late Three By Systematic It was around nine or ten when the maid barged in. It wasn’t the maid I’d been expecting, and it really wasn’t how I wanted to start the day. “I’m back,”[…]

I had been a member of the Singles Dating site for about a month. I had only run into crazy, horny, unintelligent men who did nothing to excite me. I wasn’t looking for love, but[…]

We reached the construction jobsite about dusk and the work crews were in the process to putting tools away and securing the area. Debbie handed me a hard hat and we jumped out of her[…]

The next morning I woke up and did my little exercises. Getting out of bed and doing some pushups. A knock on my door cause me to stop and I got up and said "come[…]

Hi my name is Terry Smith but please call me, Stardick which is my naughty nickname that was given to me by a lady friend who’s very special to me but today’s story is not[…]

The Gift, part deux (‘tis better to give than to receive, or is it?) After a few moments, when we could breathe again, we rolled onto our backs and looked over at the figure in[…]

It's quiet through the streets as Maggie makes her way home, holding her purse to her chest and walking quickly. She hopes the silence is on her side, that no one is lurking as she[…]

This is the third story of a much longer story arc, which is best read in the order of the List at the end. Translation of German words or phrases at the end. However, I[…]

I first met Tony Benedetto the summer before my senior year. He was very handsome in a classic angular swarthy Italian way. He was the school’s worst bad boy. Tony had a little gang everybody[…]

"Jake, your two thirty is here," Kiki informed her boss, photographer, Jake Klein. Without looking up from the proofs he was reviewing, he replied, "Set her up in studio three, and get the lighting set[…]