Introduction: This is aw a story about three friends who find themselves together after the rapture happens. ***** Chapter 1: Cole Cole is just an average guy who lives out in the country in a nice big house. He has a girlfriend named Cate. His life has been pretty normal so far. Nothing much exciting has happened. He hasn't been in any car accidents. Ha...
The later years of my teenage life could be summed up by a couple of rock and roll songs Ian Drury's "Sex and Drugs and Rock'n'Roll" and the Meat Loaf hit "Two out of three ain't bad." Except I was sure missing "Number 1" on the list. In fact to use a baseball analogy, I'd yet to get past second base. I was almost 20, with my degree in hand trying to decide...
Chapter 3 Kate the lab rat. The rest of the week was spent getting all my paperwork changed over to my new name, and yes, I have a middle name. It's Lucy after my aunt. When I talked to my mom that evening, I asked her if she had already picked out a middle name for me, but she had said no .I told her that it was going to be Lucy after Auntie. She broke out...
Susan Cole, senior partner of the advertising firm of Whittamore, Haskins and Cole, got where she was by accepting nothing but the best performance from herself and anyone or anything she directed. She was about to go ballistic as she read the Tri Delta Sorority report in her hand. As the Chairman of the directors of Tri Delta, she felt personally responsibl...
I received an e-mail that I thought was cute. It was, "Things That Can Only Be Said At Thanksgiving" and I thought I'd try to make a short story out of it. Hope you enjoy it. As always, thanks to LadyCibelle and Techsan for doing their part in making this a better read. DG Hear Things That Can Only Be Said At Thanksgiving: are marked OT. I'm Velma and my...
This happened when I was 20 year old. I am born to a good aristo family. I know about sex from 18 year of age. I used to read lot of sex storybooks and masturbate at least two times in a day.My neighbor, Shashi use to come to my house to chat with my elder sister and mother. She was from a middle class family and studying for her first year degree. I was ver...
I think I was the luckiest boy in the world to have Rita as my girlfriend. I'll never forget the first time I talked to her, we were both living on the same floor of one of the new co-ed dorms on campus. I was waiting to get into the shower as she was coming out wrapped only in a towel. I made a comment, I thought to myself, about wishing she would trade tow...
Consider this: A man gets into an accident and he wakes up in the hospital with a doctor looking down at him. The doctor informs him that his injuries are serious. That he is now paralyzed from the waist down. That he will never walk again. He gets angry. He wants to strike back but there is nothing he can do. He cries over his loss but gradually he accepts...
I just wanted to write this little essay as a response to the many comments I have read on some stories about submissive males being wimps and all. I understand how some guys would see a submissive man as being a wimp, but I am sure most of those guys wield a larger tool than I and most submissive males do. I always had a small cock, and to add insult to i...
Looking out of the window, he searched the distant stars. Night had been coming earlier as of late, or was it his anxiety that shortened the life of the sun. Two weeks? Three? How long had it been since it all had began? He shook his head, trying to quell the fear that was creeping through his body like a poison. But what was he afraid of? Was it shame? Was...