The Ride

There’s nothing like the fresh mountain air, waves crashing against the beach, the wind caressing your breasts, the water touching your downstairs...

This is a collection of erotic short stories from Cupido. The collection contains following short stories:t

'She knew that the trip on Sunday was going to be special. 'Close your eyes,' said the man, emerging from the forest.' - The Lade Trail by Caliente

'The woman clamped the whip tightly under her arm and moved a hand towards her mouth. She pinched the tips of the leather glove between her teeth, one by one, and pulled it off.' - The Ride by Velvet

'They were skinny-dipping and dried themselves off by running along the edge of the beach. 'First to turn around is a coward,' she said suddenly, laughing.' – Naked on the Beach by Phillip '