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The next afternoon, Harmony Mitchell and Riko Kimura were talking about boys. The two fourteen-year-olds were going to be starting high school in the fall, and to them high school meant boys and dates, or so they had been led to believe by teen dramas on television. The two were sitting on Riko’s bed arguing over which of the boys in high school were the hottest, which was difficult because they didn’t actually know all that many of them yet. They had agreed that Ron Harper, the quarterback...
These are modern times. Times in which women can stand on equal footing with men. If you surveyed most women in the Western world, you would likely find that very few of them are looking for a white knight in shining armor to rescue them. The concept of a ‘damsel in distress’ no longer exists, I am sure most women would tell you that. Javier James King would never have thought of himself as a knight. In fact, he was a bit terrified of horses. The first (and only) time he had gone riding as a...
Harmony and Melody By Cal Y. Pygia Harmony and Melody were lesbian lovers. Their real names weren't Harmony and Melody, but Gretchen Smart and Cynthia Howard. However, Harmony and Melody were a duet, and, as such, they thought, as did their agent, Mindy Swanson, that the duo needed stage names with more pizzazz. Like their same-sex orientation, their stage names added appeal to their cute faces and curvy figures. The fact that they actually could sing was almost an...
(Dumbledore's Office, Hogwarts Castle) John sat in the Headmaster's Office across from a Furious Looking Harmony Ashcroft, which was justified in her defence. He did afterall Enchant her Quill to right obscenities on her tests, and cast a temporary illusion over it to make sure that only she saw what she had thought she had written. And he had of course Swapped out her Wand with a Fake one. But one could hardly blame him for a juvenile antics, unless they knew of the bad blood between the...
I recommend you read the first 3 parts to understand this relationship: So a few weeks after our last hot sexual interlude I received word through the g**** vine that Harmony was pregnant, either by me or her husband Matt is to this day still unknown, Harmony want to believe it is from our last encounter together. Fast forward 15 years, I had lost contact with harmony over the intervening years, and I had all but put our relationship into my memory archives which I droped into on some of those...
This story is pure fiction from my perverted imaginationNot long after university, I went touring round America in the summer relying on getting lifts. When in Arizona I was thumbing for a lift in the middle of nowhere when a big old Buick stopped. He wound down the window and I clocked that they were an old couple, she was maybe in her late sixties and chubby, he was not much older. But what struck me as strange was that she wore a low-cut sleeveless shift short dress that hardly hid massive...
Harmony Junction was a prosperous town, everything considered. We had finally gotten rid of the last of the carpet baggers, and, except for slavery, things had pretty much returned to the sleepy pulse of life before the War. One big advantage we had now was that the Comanche wars were a thing of the past. Most of our problems, at least the ones that I was officially interested in, were confined to White bandits or White idiots. Among the idiots are those that can't seem to have fun without...
I settled back into my routine and things went along their quiet way until fall came around. I had been on the job for 15 months, and I was well adjusted to the unsettled hours and moments of pure panic that went with this job. Mostly, though, living was pretty easy, as we all used to say. I spent most of my time being social with the merchants and other townsfolk, and taking care of the occasional fight in a saloon. I hadn't had any real dust up in about six months, so I expected something...
It all started during Desert Storm in Kuwait, I was I was wounded when the vehicle I was riding in took an RPG hit, My crew and I took minor damage, nothing serious I had a broken wrist the some cuts and bruising, we were evacuated to a field hospital for treatment. I was met at the facility by a young medic who was to be my attendant during my treatment, Her name was Harmony, she stood about 68 or 69 inches tall, had nice brown hair and hazel eyes, and a sweet smile that could melt the...
We had arrived. One hundred and sixty very excited women and twenty kids disembarked the Fortune. We had docked up to one of the naval ships that patrolled Delta space. They were the guys that my younger brother Rick, wanted to join, the Delta Space Police Force or DSPF. We women ranged in age from eighteen to thirty-four years. We were all different shapes, heights, races and religions. The two things we had in common were that we were female and single. About fifteen of the women had kids...
You might want to read the 1st two posts of how harmony and I met and fucked: After Desert Storm all units were returned back to their respective "Home Base" as it were. Harmony's unit was sent back to California, upon return I was reassigned to the army signal school as an instructor for two years and lost track of harmony. After my stint as an instructor I was sent to Alaska. I processed in and had to report to the TMC (Troop Medical Clinic) for my physical after I was poked and prodded I was...
In the previous tale I described how Harmony and I met and started our relationship in the Saudi Desert, After our second meet and the great night actually fucking this lovely, our units went their separate ways, We lost contact with each other until the actual liberation of Kwait took place, After the Iraq forces were chased bck to their country things settled down and the army started its draw down and returning units home, My battalion arrived at the port to have our vehicles and storage...
We spent three full days packing, two days shopping in Brisbane, one in Sydney, two in New York and three in Paris. We also visited about thirty other places in the two weeks as we did a worldwide tour of Earth. The longer stay in Paris was just because Crystal and Pearl wanted to go there at least once and they wanted to hit the fashion shops. Us blokes were outvoted. Apparently, Crystal and Pearl had three votes each to our one. I have a feeling they were trying to hoodwink us, but Mike...
Sue was lonely. Thirty five and divorced she felt her life was a wreck. John said he still loved her but she’d had a skin full of his alcoholism and having to bail him out of his money problems. She discovered to her lament that was the worst thing ever she could have done to help his problem. He just kept drinking and there was no hope. Finally she through in the towel although she still loved him but without the warmth of love she began to lose all hope for the future and her hopes to have...
I spent the Christmas and New Year split between my grandparents and the Alvarez family. I was reasonably well received by Marianna’s parents, probably because Donna also vouched for me. I wasn’t surprised to find that several of the Alvarez family were musicians and New Year’s Eve was nothing short of a blast. With guitars, trumpets, Donna’s base fiddle, a couple of tambourines and a lot of hooting and hollering, it was the most fun I’d had at any party. By the end of the evening, well...
Just graduated from the British School of Aerospace Navigation, I stared at my new ship, HMS Harmony. Being a pilot was my life long dream, and today I am living it. "Hello Captain Valentine." A voice echoes through the controll room as I enter. The synthetic voice sounded like a sweet secretary rather than an A.I. program. "I am Blossom, your personal A.I. system for helping pilot. Please state your full name."
Remix, Chapter 4 : Harmony. By Brevdravis Wardrobe was beginning to become a problem for James. Dejectedly, he tried pair after pair of his pants, noting how each of them reached the same point on his legs before they became uncomfortably tight. They were not too long, since he had not lost a centimeter of his height, but the crushing sensation about his hips made the garments virtually unwearable. Admitting defeat, he retrieved the pair of sweatpants that he had worn...
The Retirement Home Lessons Learned - Harmony Achieved As Kathy arrived home for the night, she couldn't help but to wonder what Pete had in store for her. She went ahead and got ready for bed as instructed, and hoped that Pete would be able to remove the lock from her special panties, so she could be free of the nasty pad she had dealt with all day long. She was happy that this was not something she had to experience on monthly basis, and considered how lucky men and...
The food is getting cold ?Men are not good,? ?????????????????????????? ??Men are not evil, ? ?????????????????????????? ??Men are both good and evil,? ?????????????????????????? ??Achieve both, ? ?????????????????????????? ??and you will achieve harmony? ? The Path of Man The food is getting cold. Where the hell is that idiot? Jill berates herself for thinking such things, but facts are facts. Everyday, Jill would rush home from work and cook dinner for her master. The dinner which...
Jess "The Snake" Hawkins and the rest of the Copperhead Gang were prominent on several wanted posters. They were mostly known for bank robberies, but they had been know to hit trains and stage coaches, too. They were vicious cut-throats who had no pity for any of their victims. I could only assume that they were here for our two banks. Neither of the banks held much, alone, to interest a gang of bandits, but the two banks, together, were a different story. I couldn't ignore this, but how...
It was a small pueblo in the Sangre de Christo mountains of New Mexico where Juliana and Desiderio lived. They were artisans. Both had apprenticed with the great jeweler and sculptor Gabriel. Everyone in the Southwest and Northern Mexico knew of Gabriel. In Mexico City, he was known to the rich people who could afford his works. Even the peons and laborers and members of the tribes in the area knew of him. He was Gabriel el Maravilloso. Gabriel the Wonderful. And July and Desi had been his...
Love StoriesMy dad had been a widower for five years when he remarried to Nadine. Some people in the family were shocked, because she’s black and we’re not, but she’s a nice lady and she makes the old man happy. Anyway, it’s the 90s and time to put that racist bullshit out to pasture. Of course, I must admit that I didn’t half mind the idea of having Nadine’s daughter Tanisha as my brand new stepsister. Tanisha is a total babe, with wavy black hair, creme de cacao...
copyright © 2002 by the author They say that all who love are blind And I'm not one to disagree... For more and more, each day I find Love has made a fool of me (Foolish, foolish me... ) --Each Time I Fall in Love, S. Grundy As usual, the applause was intoxicating, and this year it was especially strong because Cal Morton's quartet had sung their hearts out. As he and the three other men who made up "Lazy River" left the stage, the crowd of barbershoppers, family, and fans were...
I haven’t told you a lot about my brother John, but he is a very unique individual. We don’t really know why he is different. Our doctor simply said his brain was wired differently than ours. As I’ve explained, he isn’t lacking intelligence ... in fact, quite the opposite. Inside that head of his is an IQ that is far above mine. It’s just that he doesn’t take many opportunities to show it. So far, only his school work reveals just how smart he really is. I’m sure part of it is his amazing...
That was the first big event of the summer of 1999. The second was even more amazing. I was sitting in on an evening session in the music room at college with John and the usual gang. Both Marianna and Donna Alvarez were there along with Clary, Juan, John, and Ardelle. We were pretty much the core group with two or three others who might join us off and on, but with no predictable regularity. We were messing around with a Fleetwood Mac song, trying to get the sound right when a young woman...
The “Mitzi Problem” solved itself in a way that neither of us could have expected. John found someone else! Mitzi had opened the door to John’s libido, and with his semi-rock star status with our music group, he was attracting the attention of other young ladies. I hadn’t been paying much attention to the handful of spectators that would drop in to watch and listen to us play during our jam sessions. John was still wearing his “signature” cowboy hat, wraparound sunglasses, and black X-man...
I’d had some serious thinking to do about what I could do with the release of my share of the insurance money from my parents’ death. I had passed my twenty-first birthday and the amount was much larger than even I anticipated. Grampa had hinted that the accumulated interest and his shrewd (in my opinion) investing had multiplied it over the nearly eighteen years since their passing. John and I would split nearly eight hundred thousand dollars and that was a lot of money for anyone to...
The issue of the store was taken out of our hands late that year. A competitor of ours, who had a number of regional stores and was also a client of our buying group, approached us to see if we would be interested in selling. Our mercurial growth and profit spurt had gained a lot of attention at the buying group and I guessed they had mentioned it to this other firm. Central Valley Hardware had been looking to expand further and we were ideally located to fit with their plan. The real...
I was getting a great deal of enjoyment out of the music store and the special Saturdays that we had created. The results of our efforts were beginning to show in our sales as well. Solomon’s was alive and people noticed. Gradually, the Saturday morning jam sessions took hold and various people with instruments showed up to participate. I didn’t want them to overpower the kids on the ukuleles, so we made sure the kids got priority from 9am to 10:30am and then it was open to all comers. As a...
Juan did indeed come into the store, bringing with him two of his band mates. Dave Ritter was their rhythm guitarist while Tony “Far Out” Farquharson played tenor sax, alto sax, and recorder. He loved to wail when he had the chance and he was very good by my reckoning. The other members of the group not present were the drummer and the bass player. “So, what are you looking for, guys,” I asked as the introductions were made. “I want to move up my keyboard into something more versatile,”...
The week seemed to drag by far more slowly the closer it got to Friday. It’s not like I didn’t have plenty to do, but every time I looked up at the clock on the wall, it appeared to have stopped for a while. That was particularly true when Friday finally arrived. I’d had my blue blazer and tan slacks dry cleaned before splurging on a new cotton dress shirt in pale blue and a nicely patterned colored tie in pastels with a blue accent. My dress shoes hadn’t been worn since dance class, so they...
That first date worked into another, then another. It was becoming obvious that there was mutual attraction going for us. She wasn’t just beautiful, she was wise, and well educated, and fun. I learned that her position in the dental clinic was a professional one with a certificate of accreditation. It implied that her income might be more than I first suspected. “Did you ever decide on the keyboard and amplifier?” I asked one day when we were out for a drive on a sunny Sunday...
The next four years rolled by and I was facing my thirtieth birthday. A succession of temporary girlfriends came and went, none of them really “keepers.” I was beginning to despair that I would never find that one woman who was exactly right for me. My grandparents were approaching their eightieth birthdays, but still in good health and genuinely enjoying their retirement. Three years previously, they had decided to move into a small gated community designed for seniors. The old house was...
I got a decent night’s sleep despite my discomfort over Marianna’s wanting to talk to me. I didn’t really know what to expect, and I didn’t know how to respond. Ordinarily, that would have kept me awake wondering what was coming, but not that Saturday night. Marianna arrived just before ten thirty and I ushered her into the house. “This looks completely different from what I remember. What have you changed?” she asked. I shrugged, “A coat of paint, some new windows and doors ... and the...
I realized as we sat there that we had finally made physical contact with each other. Both of us had recovered from her earlier melt-down and could once again carry on a conversation like old friends. She didn’t show any signs of being anxious to leave, so we continued to talk, trying to connect once more I suppose. I spent some time filling in the blanks on my activities for the years that she was away. I told her of my brief relationship with Rhonda Carter, but nothing more than vague...
That Saturday morning session at the store did more to restore my equilibrium around Marianna than anything else. The tension I’d felt earlier when we first talked had dissipated. We weren’t back to where we were at college, but I could feel we were approaching that stage. The question in my mind was whether or not to make the first move. My senses told me that she was much more inclined to try and reestablish a relationship than I was at that point. I’d been burned once and that was enough....
It took less than a week for the law suit to disappear. Clary reported that the law firm in San Francisco was what he called a “convenience store operation” that were in over their heads when they realized there was no chance of cashing in on the suit and that international law was involved. That was one problem solved. I was over at the Alvarez home by invitation on Sunday evening. Mama made it clear that it was a standing invitation and that two little girls would be disappointed if I...
I felt reenergized with Marianna and the girls moving in. I wasn’t surprised at Mama Alvarez, who wrapped me in a bear hug and made sure I understood just how happy she was. But Papa and the boys were just as happy too. They knew how close we had been and how upset I was when she left. They also pined for their daughter, thousands of miles away in a foreign land with little communication. The Alvarez’s were a tight family and Marianna had been an important part of that bond. Now she was back...
It was hot that August, hotter than usual, the locals believed. Our home and the store was air conditioned, as were our vehicles. But hot is hot and it limited the outdoor time for the girls. We were constantly reminding them to wear sunglasses, a hat, and put on sunscreen. I glanced at the thermometer at the back of the house when I arrived home one afternoon and saw the mercury barely below 100° in the shade. I wondered how outdoor workers like roofers and other construction workers...
I had help getting out of my dress and in removing the makeup that had been so judiciously applied. I had a final wash and scrub and then I was off to my room. The minute the door closed behind me I let the whirlwind of thoughts and emotions back from where I had managed to banish them. Sid McKesson had almost kissed me at the door, and I was waiting for him to do it! Sid McKesson had a skystone like mine, and we had felt each other through them in some way since we were young. Sid...
We stopped off at Amarillo for a couple of days. That much time in the saddle just made me sore in all of the wrong places. Bob had it a bit easier, since he was more used to it, but even he was tired of riding and looking for a break. Whenever possible, we had stopped in a regular hotel each night, but some of the time we camped on the trail. I'll never understand the charm of "roughing it," and I admit to thinking that a body is crazy for wanting to sleep on the ground, even if there is...
Well, that was a wasted winter! We only managed to collect $50 between the two of us the whole five months we were in South Texas. Sheeesh! That was one trip that wasn't worth the effort. Where did all the crooks go? They sure as hell weren't where we were. Oh, well, now that we were back in Oklahoma, we could look to better times. A new set of wanted posters was what it took to pick up our spirits, so we were happy and full of ginger. Our plan this year was to work our way north through...
Our luck was sure running deep this night. While we was still fooling around with that stupid gambler, who should walk into the saloon but "Kansas Jack" Mullins? Kansas Jack was one of the few on the wanted list from Kansas what was really worth going after. He was worth $2,500, mostly because he had once killed a federal judge. Killing a federal judge wasn't that big a deal, I suppose, except that it was in the middle of a court session where the judge had sentenced Kansas Jack to hang...
Brotmore told me where to find some laudanum in his house, so I got it and gave him a big swig. It wasn't long before he passed out, so I was able to drag Brotmore into the house and onto his bed. It was a cinch that we wasn't going anywhere that day. Bob went out to look after the stock while I rustled up some supper for the three of us. I fixed Brotmore some broth, but I fixed us two a regular supper, or at least as close to one as I could from the meager fixings in Bortmore's kitchen....
We got back to town and took care of the necessaries. Bob sent somebody to tell the mayor what had happened to the marshal. In less than 20 minutes, the mayor showed up all upset because Eagle Pass no longer had a working marshal. He actually resorted to wringing his hands as he tried to absorb the ramifications of the sudden disaster. Since Bob was the one in charge of the posse, the mayor gravitated to Bob for advice. Though he did not know Bob personally, he did know of Bob's reputation,...
The loot from the bank was in the saddle bags on the dead horses. The banker was happy, the town was happy, and we were happy. What more could one ask for? I found that I really enjoyed being a deputy marshal. There was enough excitement that there was rarely time to get too bored, but we didn't have to travel all over the country to find our excitement. I was plain tired of traveling and ready to settle in one place. Eagle Pass was a good place to put down roots, so I was very happy...
Giving up that horseback riding has made a real difference in my life! I'm knocked up, again. Billy is only two years old, and I have to start thinking about what to do for a second kid. Our combined income of $100 per month is holding us pretty good right now, but I wonder what it will do for a couple with two children. To complicate matters, Bob and I have had a real scare. We were breaking up a bar fight last night, and I didn't get out of the way of a swinging bowie knife fast enough....
VOLUME-1 Chapter XIII Camille my first French woman. • Lascivious delights. • Harlots by the dozen. • Baudy books. • Tribades. • A grey-haired cunt. I came into my property, and to the great horror of my mother and family, soon gave up my post at the and my intended career and determined to live and enjoy myself. I had been all but posted to a regiment, that commission I resigned, though all my youth desiring it. I lost much money by doing so. What I did between the time that I had the two...
It was wrong. There were no two ways about it. As a trainee teacher, any digression was liable to impact my entire career. But I couldn’t help myself. He was just that gorgeous. He wanted me and I wanted him but I should never have told him that. Never admitted to thinking about him after seeing him in the boy’s locker room, naked. It hadn’t been a big deal at the time but I’d become obsessed. I’d frigged myself over his tight teenage body twice a day for weeks and every time had been like...
I have had a foot fetish for a long time. The first time I thought about feet as more than feet, I was in high school. I used to play with my neighbor’s feet. She would let me as I would massage them. Ever since my first encounter with them I have wanted to suck on them. As I grew older my desire grew greater and I also began to want to fuck feet. I had read and watched so much porn about feet and footjobs. My favorite were ones were bare toes were sucked, feet were fucked and soles were...
HI friends, I am sexy chap from Jaipur and this is my first story on ISS. I am a regular reader of ISS. any girl from jaipur or nearby can contact me for a safe and secure relation.age no bar This story is about a girl who became my sister ( muh boli behen ). This is about 3 months ago. I never met her family but in a function i saw her younger sister . she was 20 yrs and was a sex bomb. That day i decided that i will fuck her at any cost. In the function we just said a hi/ hello as we never...
IncestI remember that summer like it was yesterday. It was the summer of 1987 and my twin sister and I had turned sixteen a few months before. We lived in South Africa, which was a very conservative state that had banned all forms of pornography including topless pictures. This was pre-internet so I’m not lying when I tell you that I was a sixteen year old boy who had never seen a picture of a naked woman. The only woman I had ever seen naked was my mother and that was about ten years before.My...
IncestTara Spades has already cum a few times, but she wants to cum some more. What man could resist her when she already has her tits out and legs spread? Certainly not Chris, who adores her big breasts and eats her out before Tara services him with her mouth and cunt. By the way, Tara loves how her pussy juices taste on his cock. She also loves how his cum tastes. What a woman!.. “Sex is my everyday need,” said Tara, who’s 45 years old and lives in the UK. “I’ve loved...
xmoviesforyouI stared down at Megan, panting heavily with my eyes wide. "You want that?" I was so astonished. I couldn't believe that Megan was finally begging me to fulfill my fondest desire between her smooth curved cheeks! Megan slowly climbed onto her knees, leaning very heavily against me. I was sitting back on my haunches, so my cock jutted out suggestively. She put her body against mine, pressing her pert breasts into my flesh, and took hold of my cock with her hand. "I said I want you to put...
It was a question he really didn't want to answer, I knew immediately. I could feel him, in my mind, casting around for ways not to answer it, for ways to avoid it, even for lies he could invent to conceal the truth. Ours wasn't, however, the basically one-way mental connection I knew he was accustomed to. It wasn't just him reading me, I could read him, too. Oh, I couldn't quite influence his thinking the way he'd influenced mine, I hadn't the practice for that, this was all too new...
Size Queen Bobbi Dylan Finally Gets Her Chance To Fuck Dredd’s MONSTER Cock! Rambunctious and ready Bobbi makes her way to the upstairs bedroom while slowly shedding off her lingerie. She does a dance in the doorway and rubs her hands all over her body before making her way inside to get comfy on the chair. Bobbi fingers her tight pussy, licking each one clean after pushing it deep in her wet snatch as she anxiously awaits Dredd’s arrival. He comes in naked and ready so Bobbi gets right to work...
xmoviesforyouA male stokes up the courage to allow himself to be viewed in the flesh at an amateur literary guild meeting. He finds the other members who turn up are all women, and they are very interested in his tales, and more. He'd been writing erotica for some time now, and had enjoyed a reasonable amount of feedback from the sites he'd frequented and had his stories published at. He'd been asked several times if he'd like to attend an informal meeting of authors from a site, all with similar...
Previous: The Girl Scout-1; The Girl Scout-2 Daddy; The Girl Scout -3 The Tool Man; The Girl Scout – 4 Tag Teamed ; The Girl Scout -5 Die Bitch Die; Girl Scout 6 -Cum Faced The Girl Scout-7 HOGTied; The Girl Scout -8 Getting to Know You; The Girl Scout -9 Sleeping Beauty; The Girl Scout – 10 WORK IT GOOD Lamont straddled the exercise bench. Lisa’s ass was slightly below his cock, just right. Hard, stiff, Lamont held his member in his one hand, her ass cheek in another and started...