Golden Shower

By Cupido

Stories about a dominant woman or man, a couple or strangers exploring the boundaries of their sexuality with role play, BDSM, swinging or orgies shrouded in sexy mystery. This is a collection of erotic short stories from Cupido. The collection contains following short stories:t"They stood expectantly in the queue for the bathroom. The queue was long and the situation called for extraordinary measures." - Golden shower by Kay "Boy with appendicitis seeks female doctor - for both before and after the operation." - Hello, Cupido Readers! by Ikke bare en drømmer, East of Norway "He didn't consider himself to be particularly kinky, but there was something about women brushing their teeth." - The Toothpaste Girl by Den frigjorte "In reality he was a poor student, but he had inherited some money and could splurge - on gloves!" - Glove Paradise by Oljehyra -

• Language: English
• Publisher: Cupido
• Release date: Mar 22, 2021
• ISBN: 9788726309638

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Golden shower

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Golden shower

Original title:

Gyllent regn, Hej, alle Cupido-lesere!, Tannpastapiken, Hanskerparadiset

Copyright © 2019, Hverdag A/S/Cupido og SAGA Egmont, Copenhagen

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ISBN: 9788726309638

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Golden shower

by Kay

Konrad had drunk a lot of beer that evening. An awful lot of beer. And even though he was quite proud of his high alcohol tolerance, there are certain laws of nature which can’t be ignored, not even in Golden Rain Bar. What goes in must come out, for example. Konrad was standing at the back of what felt like the world’s longest queue, parallel to an equally long queue of more or less drunken women who were waiting with growing impatience to get inside the promised walls of the ladies toilet. Konrad was standing at the other end of the bar, far from his goal, far from relief. He could hardly count all the people standing in the queue in front of him, tapping their feet impatiently while they waited for their turn. ‘Perhaps I’m not as intoxicated as I thought,’ he thought.

If they don’t get their arse in gear then the whole bar will soon be one big latrine, said a blonde guy who was standing ahead of him in the queue. He