Adult Writers Den

The text came early in the morning…. In one hour come to the shop, wear a dress. I quickly made myself ready, putting on a little steel blue dress with a deep and wide v[…]

I thought about incorporating the idea of Ben Bova’s “Duelling Machine” with a variation of the Sex Education proposed in Jean M. Auel’s “Earth Children” series and the following is the result: – Chapter 1:[…]

Garden of Eden, Generation Seven 3 As Kandi leaves with her parents, Centiger stares at her beautiful body adorned only by late afternoon sunlight, waving and throwing kisses, as long as he still sees her.[…]

"Oh Richard! OH RICHARD! FUCK ME RICHARD! OH GOD MMM FUCK MY TWAT!" My eyes opened wide. Stuck, frozen in midnight slumber to be awakened by what? What else? More fucking. I could hear my[…]

Mason Barnes squinted through his mud-streak, rain-soaked windshield. Despite the brutal rain and slushy falling snow, he could just make out the Panhandle Truckstop sign up ahead. For late winter in northern Texas, it sure[…]

Abusing Nadia – 3 Her eyes opened quickly sensing the unfamiliar surroundings. Immediately, she remembered. Him, fucking her, him, shooting his spunk all over her face. Her pussy quivered. She reached up to delicately press[…]

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[…]

At 13 years old, spending a good part of my summer with a broken arm was not ideal, but what choice did I have? It was my own fault; I'd slid into home hard, intending[…]

Part Three I woke up with a headache. Confusion rained supreme. I hadn’t been that drunk, but at least for a minute I let myself believe I let what happened happen because I was drunk.[…]

Wife’s Friend comes for a visit Enough time has passed after my divorce, (12 years now) that now allows me to tell this story, where it wouldn’t matter any longer to those who might think[…]

KESSLING ( a poem by Stardust 8937 –9-29-100 You tell me I can rub my fingers– my palms– on, through, and over your soft, jet-black, almost fur–hair.. And caress, touch, hold onto your shaped head[…]

I met Brent at Barnes & Noble, actually. He was working, and I was looking for a particular book of poetry. He was very sweet and helped me find it, walking me all the way[…]

**Please rate it whatever you think. I always want to know what people think** Teaching high school is no easy task. If you don't have the respect of the kids, you might as well just[…]

Now if you’ve read my other stories you may have the impression I’m gay but, no , I’m Bi. Here is the rest of my first straight time, that I gave you a look at[…]

It's was a nice cold winter day. My friend Cameron and I were going to a retreat at with my church. We were pretty good friends. We started out as friends of friends but we[…]

The Wall: Part 4 of Past The Point of Pain I love getting dressed up and going out to dinner with Master. We have always laughed at stories we have read about Master’s and subs[…]