She had an arm between Vanessa’s legs. She twisted her head and saw Ana touching herself. Her own clit. With force, with desperation. With despair. As if it was a matter of life and death, as if she had no inhibitions whatsoever. Sunken into an intoxicating state of pleasure. Lost in desire. And then she got up in a full wheel pose. Ana’s breast pressed against Vanessa’s ass as she straddled her mouth, and she had to hold on to the backrest of the throne for support.

The adventure in Cambodia continues. It is hot and sweaty, and in this erotic short story, the tall, dark-haired travel guide takes the couple to a private tour and triples their lust and pleasure.

Vanessa Salt is a pseudonym. Vanessa finds inspiration for the stories on her many travels, where hot exotic places nourish her erotic fantasies. She writes with humour about the passion that can arise when you least expect it.