Adult Writers Den

Slurping my soda and spinning around in Daddy's favorite chair until I was dizzy always made me feel happy. Happier than I was at home, at least. His office was my safe haven, my place[…]

I first met Gwen at a dinner with friends. She had just moved from out of town. Gwen was a total knock out, a tall leggy redhead with 36D breasts, a cute face, bright eyes,[…]

Breakfast was awkward to say the least. My Dad cooked a Sunday breakfast for the family and of course, I was the first one at the table to eat. Soon after Shelby came down to[…]

One day Mr. Johnny number eleven was watching television when he remembered a gal named Jen. He had flirted with her in his bar hopping days. Mr. Johnny number eleven wasn’t really Mr. Johnny number[…]

When I woke from my nap, I had to think for a second before I remembered where I was. I turned in the cool sheets and reached to touch Ellen, but felt only an empty[…]

Michael Denton, fresh from his earlier portrait/fucking session with Esperanza, drove through the late morning traffic toward the palatial home of Meg Morgan, smiling inwardly. He had finished a rough sketch of his nude portrait[…]

An elderly woman moves into a nursing home. Her daughter helps her unpack and get settled in. After a few days, the woman notices a male resident who sits out on the porch every day,[…]

*This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person living in the past or present is purely coincidental.* The CCD stood for “Community Center Dance”, which was exactly what it sounded like. On[…]

Ivan By Gail Holmes The garden’s always looked picturesque at this time of year the daffodils had finished and summer had started; Ivan was around for the third time with the mechanical lawnmower, leaving tracks[…]

London, that beautiful city that houses Big Ben, Parliament, Stonehenge, and more importantly for me, two extremely hot girls by the names of Lucy and Kerry. It seemed like forever since I had last seen[…]

Chapter one Earning my weapons My father had been a ranger and his and his. I had trained all my life to follow them and as soon as my twentieth year came I left the[…]

Q. What do you call a female police officer that shaves her pubic hair? A. Cunt Stubble. story by: Crude Guy

Martin moved quickly through the broken concrete and rusting pieces of metal. He knew that he really should not be cutting through the empty warehouses. It was private property and he was trespassing. However, there[…]

“I don’t see that you have much choice, Miss James,” Alex said, leaning back into the heavily-padded, monstrous swivel chair behind his desk. The chair was made of rich black leather and it’s back reached[…]

It was a free weekend. My sister decided to take the baby to sleep at the doctor's house and Jill was staying at the college, so I was alone. How strangely quiet everything was. I[…]

Finding Love Along the Tracks Chapter 11 – Brenda's mom "What the hell are you doing here, Mom!?" Brenda yelled. "After all these fucking years, abandoning me with dad!" Kelsy and John looked at Brenda,[…]