Adult Writers Den

My friends had dared me to go to this one house. They said to win the dare I had to stay for at least one hour and the house knew I was coming. I head[…]

Susan Ramsey walked down the corridor by a row of classrooms at the school where she attended the 7th grade. She wore a short skirt and tight-fitting top that barely met the school’s dress code.[…]

Mike came home from class and saw his mother and father getting ready to head out for the night. “Hey Mom you guys look nice were you going?” “We are headed to a party at[…]

Just a short story I'm trying out, if it's liked, I'll write a few more parts to it. As always, constructive criticism welcome. If you find out mistakes, point them out and I'll try to[…]

Tales of the eKids: E-man Loves Emmy © 2004 by Andrew Wiggin Disclaimer: Swear to God, I never heard of “The Day after Tomorrow” until last week. I planned this plot line about six months[…]

This story was originally written by scotsmitch2001 for me and I took his base idea and modified and expanded it into this story here. /> The Panties Chapter 3: Monica Confronts Nick (Monica gets it[…]

My Pretty Little Slaves – Chapter 14 – Becky's gift to Ben, a fashion show trip to Paris and New York City Characters Introduced: Sarah, 37, Mother of Becca, 5'9 White, Blonde Green Eyes 36D[…]

One of the benefits of my job is to go to at least two conferences every year. I have attended one of these conferences for several years. It is in the same city every year,[…]

Barbara finally decided, since she enjoyed sex so much and was willing to do anything, that she could easily get paid for doing what she liked. She may as well earn a living with her[…]

The vicar looked thoughtful and ran his hand over his chin. “It maybe just a stab in the dark, but come to the women’s get –together this afternoon at two o’clock in the church hall,[…]

The evening was cold and dark, it was about 7.30 in the evening and since winter had set in, darkness would fall earlier. Amy had got off from work and she started walking her way[…]

This is not a stroke story. It's an emotionally painful romance. The only sex that approaches explicit is phone sex. Chapter 2 Saturday About Hope: I was still upset Saturday morning. I thought she probably[…]

I entered through the heavy wooden doors and was blinded by the contrast of the gloomy drinking lounge, which was emphasized by the neon glow of beer signs and jukebox in the corner. Terry was[…]

We're sitting in a hot tub in the back porch of the house. You're wearing a skimpy little bikini top with barely enough fabric to cover your nipples. It's sagging slightly under the weight of[…]

Between the half-closed blinds I could see the soft glow of lamplight illuminate her pink bare breasts— shaking with each forced thrust. Riding reverse, mouth wide open, touching her wiry patch with one hand and[…]

She smiled and said, “I’m Samantha, Jessica’s mom. I wanted to come over and thank you for what you did for /> “Um, what I did?” I asked feinting ignorance. “She has repeatedly tried to[…]