Adult Writers Den

My name is Antoinette; this is what I did last Thursday evening. A few words of explanation: I am 25 years old, my husband is over forty years older. We have been married for eight[…]

This is a short interlude, before Jim meets another set of neighbours. It's important to the larger story, but there's not much one-handed reading in this segment. Your opinions matter, so comments with your thoughts[…]

It was about ten o’clock on a warm, summer-like morning in southern California. As Jonathan looked out his second floor bedroom window, he could see his neighbor, Veronica. She had already come out onto her[…]

A Rapist at 14 #3 By the time I was seventeen I was getting board with fucking my mother. I was having a hard time getting hard and the thrill of raping her and the[…]

-continued- part (3) The three of them ate dinner while making plans for a nightclub later on. Except for the planning, the talk was fairly quiet during dinner. Even with the quietness, Linda and Melissa[…]

Marci stood at the kitchen island gazing out the window of her loft. She feels a rough whisper in her ear. " Don't turn around. And don't fight me. And you'll have the best night[…]

Tina loved to tease the guys. She always wore low cut blouses and short skirts so she could drive them crazy with glimses of her tits and panties. She especially loved to mess with the[…]

Scavenging through my clothes i settle on a thight black dress that expresses my curves nicely. My big round B cups are propped up on the rim of the dress as my butt pops making[…]

Q. Why do men find it difficult to make eye contact? A. Breasts don't have eyes. story by: Crude Guy

I have never been grate at spelling and punctuating and since this is my first story I like to ask that you be gentle. If you don’t like rape or bondage this isn’t for you.[…]

Mummy’s true passion, book two: pregnancy days- chapter nine Mum had left the Monday after that weekend again. During the night to Saturday and almost the entire Sunday we had had sex and made out[…]

My Senior Trip When I was a Junior in High School I transferred to a new school, called at the time "Freedom School" It simply meant that you could excel academically at your own speed,[…]

Note: As per my other stories, the character names are all changed on the off chance that there is someone who recognizes any of the deions of living arrangements or furniture. If this is the[…]

Karen and Michelle’s Sad Story Part 1 Chapter 7 By Redlegtiger Please remember that this is fantasy and anyone thinking that they should do these things in real life, deserve to be locked up and[…]

My life 4 Bobby and I arrived home about 10 pm. The house looked dark so I told Bobby that maybe Mom & Uncle Paul were still in Moms bed fucking. “I doubt it, Mom[…]

She is dressed in a tight fitting black wraparound dress and black sparkly platform heels. Her dark hair pulled up into a high, tight ponytail. The silver earrings dangling from her lobes casting flickering tiny[…]