Adult Writers Den

Cindy had another spasm when I began to remove my fingers from her pussy. I desperately wanted to keep her arroused. I kissed her again and brought my fingers to my lips, still holding her[…]

I’m Jared. I’m eighteen years old. I have dark black hair, with green eyes. I’m currently finishing my final year of schooling. I like to work out, a lot but I’m not what of those[…]

Her hair fell to her shoulders, sleek and black with a slight glimmer in the candlelight. The night air was cool and wonderfully calm outside. We sat out beside the fire holding each other close.[…]

Part 3 The sex on those two days was wonderful and it carried over with my husband at home and I was so happy. The only time we missed Thursdays was if he was away[…]

Jason Vindly was an average student. A cute boy, but he gave himself no credit. He had just gotten his braces off so he was starting to regain a little bit of confidence. He wasn’t[…]

New job, new start: not for Fiona 8 Sorting out Fiona's terms and conditions: As Fiona eased herself into a figure hugging pencil skirt and tight white blouse in the bedroom she had little clue[…]

Young Adaline always acted mature for her age. She always appeared older than she actually was. She was an only child, the apple of her father's eye, and could do no wrong. Incredibly smart and[…]

There was a soft knock at the door. It was just after midnight, and Jessica had come to be with me again, as she put it. "Come in." I said. The door opened and Jessica[…]

please ignor typos I'm on my phone!!!! I had liked my friend tiana since we were 14, we always hung out and she was the only person who understood me. Soon, whenever I masturbated I[…]

Day 4 Part 1 The next morning, Madame X opened up the cell door and set Katie’s breakfast down on the dresser. The girl was so tired that she didn’t even wake up when her[…]

I met my girl friend at a strip club she was the main attraction she called her self sissy, she was petite only 4'11 long blonde hair she would always wear in pig tails. she[…]

Hi again….another day… I have had some interesting comments from my readers, room for thought indeed, and appreciated the fact that they understood that there is a process in place. They are aware that many[…]

Mark The Spot I was thinking as I walked through the side door of my house that this was probably the worst day of my life. Humiliated at work… no, undermined by a snivelling little[…]

One day, as the wind whispered soft promises of meadows blooming with spring and lazy streams with blue gills pussy willows robin red breast blue birds and soft sarsaparilla sodas, Jen Jizzwhistle wanted to get[…]

Ever wonder how dehumanization can become erotic? It sometimes even puzzles me, yet here I kneel, wearing a collar, my Master's collar, one I proudly sport. It was a rainy day. The sun slid behind[…]

My doorbell rang. People I know normally call before they come to my house, so I was annoyed at being disturbed by a survey-taker or someone equally unwelcome, especially this late in the evening. I[…]