Holiday Memories

There’s nothing like fresh air in the mountains, waves lapping against the shore, the wind caressing your breast, or water touching your private parts – especially while with your lover. This is a collection of erotic short stories from Cupido. The collection contains the following stories: "He climbed up the mountainside after her. She threw off one piece of clothing after another, leaving a trail until they reached the top." - What Only the Eagle Saw by Fjellvandrer, Buskerud "He knew a lady lived in the house next to the little beach. He’d paddled while battling his raising pole, but would it all be worth it in the end?" - Lisa by Phóton "‘Cheers for all the beautiful things we can see from here,’ he says while admiring her body. He finally casts his gaze back upon the water, but for how long for?" - Holiday Memories by Julie, Tromsø