Adult Writers Den

It began as just another night at the local bar. Being very shy and introverted as I was, I sat at the bar near the end by myself as usual. I came here knowing that[…]

I find myself swimming through a mist-filled lake really remembering how I got there, to this place of magic and streamers of moss and old branches, writing the stories of their once beautiful blooming flowers[…]

Now read this before you moan about spelling and grammar. “I don’t give a crap. It’s a story. We don’t get paid for this, so crawl back into your hole if you don’t like my[…]

/> It was a late Saturday night and although I had a few drinks I was far from drunk. The party was winding up and my wife had long retired to bed. Sitting in the[…]

As I should've guessed by now, having lived most of my life in Arizona, the monsoon wasn't as close as I'd thought. I'd sped home to get under cover before the rain started, only to[…]

I feel I have always been passionate and have a very strong sexual drive. One time a woman I was dating said I had the sexual experience of a man and the drive and stamina[…]

I noticed you because your hair was the same color as new, copper pennies. It shimmered and gleamed in the soft lighting of the bar each time you faked a laugh at one of your[…]

Not to long after that fateful week with Frank 9/11 happened. Frank joined the army and I missed him terribly. Jennifer would let me know how he was doing but it still didn't help. One[…]

I was aware that boys and girls were different, but in the early 1950's, there wasn't that much information readily available to teenagers. When I was sixteen, I began dating Cathy who was just a[…]

I had promised myself a year ago that I would not represent a client involved in a scandal. As the founding partner of a prestigous Washington D.C. law firm. I could and would control watching[…]

I've been mostly a plain Jane for as long as I can remember. Not really a tomboy and certainly a late bloomer when it came to filling out through my teen years. I had tried[…]

Chapter 3: Martin I met Martin by his locker Monday morning. Apparently he hadn't been expecting me. He closed his locker door and there I was, standing and smiling on the other side. He nearly[…]

My Life and Other Pleasures 2 Having checked in on the twins, who were fine, I walked into Stevens study still hot from the memories that I had resurrected. He was sitting on the overstuffed[…]

It was Friday again. 'What am I going to do?' Paul thought. 'My friends are still at school and they won't be home until tomorrow.' School just ended for Paul and he was ready to[…]

My first Milf It was a brisk summer day when I had gone over to my best friend Brandon’s to relax after a day of hard work. When I knocked on the door his mother[…]

I'm not sure how it happened but I'm glad it did. One minute I was sitting at home mastubating then she called "hey Jake what are you doing tonight" she said. I said zipping up[…]