Chele goes "South of the Border"

South of the Border, a Toxic outtake


Sweet Dulcinea

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It's the last night of Spring Break, and things get wilder than Peter ever expected. Will Jasper & Alice crashing in their room ruin Peter & Bella's night? Nah, you know me better than that! My FFFA from 3/26

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South of the Border is exactly the kind of one-shot that got my perv-loving self hooked on fanfic, by captivating my mind, my heart, and my pants.

It is engrossing, well-written, and incredibly hot.

If I'd have been the kind of girl to party in Mexico on spring break from college, I'd have wanted to do it with Sweet Dulcinea. South of the Border is an outtake from her story Toxic, but fear not, you need not read a word of the other to be able to enjoy this exercise in voyeuristic smut. Oh, no. This little gem lays on its back like a dirty little h00r... err stands on its own. You know what I'm trying to say.

Now, it may not shock you that the story I am recommending features a non-canon pairing: Peter and Bella.

If you don't know Peter, this is a great way to become intimately acquainted with him. Sweet Dulcinea writes Peter like no other. He is sexy, funny, and masculine for days.

Peter and Bella are college sweethearts on spring break in Puerto Vallarta, along with their friends Alice, Jasper and Angela. After spending the days lounging on the beach, they like to hit up the scene for some liquid refreshment where things quickly get heated. Bella and Angela decide to put on a bit of a show by locking lips at the bar, which sparks Peter's animalistic side. The level of sexual connection between Bella and Peter is apparent from the moment they head back to the hotel. Their raw need for one another is tempered by humor and lighthearted banter which had me laughing even through the haze of erotic tension.

When they get back to the hotel room, things heat up quickly. Peter really knows how to put his face in it, if you know what I mean.



"Our clothes were ripped off and tossed about in a flurry of fabric and grabbing, groping hands as we kissed and tugged on one another. I lifted Bella once more, tossing her onto our bed and watching her body - and her tits - bounce when she landed. Without hesitation, I dropped down to the floor at the edge of the bed and yanked her legs so that she was perched at the edge of the mattress. Parting her thighs forcefully, I sunk between them, lapping at her in a long stroke from her opening to her clit and back down again. I felt uncontrollable as I continued, using my hands and my mouth to make her moan louder and writhe more desperately with each passing minute. Something primal and desperate had taken command of me, and all I wanted to do was bury my face in her soft, wet pussy and stay there for days."

Just when things seem to be coming to a climax, there's a knock at the door; Jasper and Alice have come to take refuge since their room is otherwise occupied. A situation that could have been a cockblock of epic proportions turns into one of the steamiest scenes imaginable as each couple tries to find their release. The voyeuristic clench factor on this is a million.



"I'll be quiet, I promise. Just think of how hot it would be to know I was forced to hold back from screaming for you. Baby, you know what you do to me."

Just then, before I could protest, an unmistakable little feminine moan pierced the silence, followed by a quick "Shh." Bella's hips rolled against mine once more, and whether reflexive or intentional, I bucked back against her.

"Fuck me," Bella said determinedly, but this time her words were louder, and I knew our friends would hear them. What happened next was unlike anything I had ever imagined."


Sweet Dulcinea keeps the scene so real, relying on descriptions of sound, shadow and movement to paint the picture of what is going on in the adjacent bed. It would have been so easy to take this to a whole different level by turning this into a massive orgy (which I'm never opposed to), but by retaining the integrity of the independent couples, it carries a viscerally erotic tone. It feels entirely possible. I believe it completely.

You need to read South of the Border. This story makes me want to have sex in the same room with my friends.

Anyone looking for a roomie for ComiCon? You can find me at the bar.