Icing on the Cake By Rosalee Bloom Get up. Get up and pee, I told myself. It could not be put off any longer after shifting around in bed for who knows how long. The sun was up, and it was time to start the day. It began just like all the other unstructured days in these early weeks of retirement. Sitting on the pot, the pee began to stream, and I felt th...
Social Distancing Wow! Has the world turned upside down or what? Hello again. Welcome to Chapter Nine and "where do we go from here?" Ken and I have been somewhat active since moving to the Villages. I have my ladies' club that I look forward to every month. Playing with other women has been fun and educational. Are we now going to give up on our pleasur...
Thump…...Thump…..Thump….Thump … By now I know what to expect when the rhythm of the bed slamming against the wall upstairs begins to quicken. “Oh Fuck” the man’s deep voice rises in excitement easily filling the whole house, “Oh Fuck … Oh Fuck … Oh Fuck …” Alison says his name is ‘Richard’ but to me he is ‘Dick’ and Dick’s lack of vocabular is just one of th...
I had just moved into my house a few weeks before. The house remodeling took more time and money than expected. It was in an older neighborhood that 50 years ago had been the new, upcoming, fancy la-tee-da development. Today it had charm, mature trees, flat perfectly sized yards, and a great mix of neighbors. I bought it because in the back yard was a large...
There were 10 of us. Female teachers standing along the walls of the gym in our bras and panties. When I had reached my assigned spot, I was told to put my legs together. One of the guys took off his belt, coiled it around my ankles and buckled it, so that I could not move my feet. There we were. Ball-gagged, handcuffed and unable to move. Ready for inspecti...
(Disclaimer: I don't not, nor do I claim ownership of any DC characters, all characters depicted are over the age of eighteen this story will contain mature content please be advised.) In a dark room of the Titans, tower sits a solitary figure, his hands covered by black leather gloves, his face shrouded by a worn and damaged black hood. A candle illuminates...
It's not the kind of resort that everyone would have heard of, or indeed, that every travel consultant would handle but Roger had researched it well and knew where to go. 'I'd like to book a week at Horatio's in the Dominican,' he said as he shook hands with the agent. 'Ah, yes, Horatio's,' the agent replied. 'You are aware of what Horatio's offers I presu...
The following story is fictitious. However, the people and the events are based in real experiences. This story is something of a labor of love for me. I have worked on it, on and off for several years. As it grew longer, I finally decided to post it in segments as a multi-chapter story. I hope you enjoy it and I look forward to your feedback. Please take th...
All persons described in this tale are over 18 years of age before having sex. Characters in this story do not represent any person in real life, either alive or dead. All figures are indeed fictional. If you are merely looking for a story to arouse your libido, this may or may not be the story for you. I am by no means a military expert, so if I have made a...
Mailgirl Number Thirteen winced as she accepted another blow. The sound of the paddle connecting against the bare flesh of her behind echoed through the locker room, and carried over the murmured conversation of the other mailgirls behind her. She was standing, with her legs spread and bent at the midsection over the spanking bench, just to one side of the l...