Told in four Parts and loosely based on the song it was titled after: The story of a trip from Michigan to California, a man, a woman and a Volkswagon Van. The locations are as much a character in this story as the man and woman are. I will include the songs Lyrics at the end of part four.
This the continuing story of Leeza age thirteen and her Uncle Don. They have had an on-going relationship since the first in the Series: Heaven in the Mountains. Don and Leeza enjoy Christmas at Camp George. Their soft passionate love affair continues. This is a love story. This will be the last of the Heaven in the Mountain Series
When her friend persuaded Jane to change her entry in the company's Charity Auction of Promises from '15 hours housework, no sex' to 'Slave for 15 hours, no sex' she didn't envisage one of the directors buying much more of her time and demanding more of her body.
After witnessing a man sucking a cock through a gloryhole in a public bathroom, Ava finds herself getting more and more aroused by the idea. Will she do it? Could she suck off a stranger's cock in a public bathroom? Read this story and find out her journey to become 'The Gloryhole Girl.'
I didn't write this. Mike McGifford did. I put it in the coming-of-age category, but it's also so much more. BDSM and incest, embarrassed nude females, and all the perverted shit that I enjoy rolled up into one delicious dish. Mike can take the subtle and mundane life of a family that happens to have a kinky side business and let you experience life with them through word pictures. It's not the best story I ever wrote. It's one of the best I have ever read.
When a secluded lake house with no internet leaves Jess and her family bored and restless, the discovery of a hidden chest of sex toys unlocks a dark, collective hunger. The thin walls fail to hide the buzzing and moaning of their secret pleasure, leading to a midnight confrontation that strips away every last layer of inhibition. In one sweltering, sweat-soaked night, plastic toys are swapped for real flesh as the family crosses every taboo line in a raw, uninhibited free-for-all.
It's more than a colour. Much more. Love and lust in the city. Even a little romance. His hands found their way to my ass again, and he pulled me to him. My legs bent a little, my knees parted, and his tongue explored its way between my legs, between my sopping labia, and suddenly he was inside me.