The Fuck-it List
Copyright© 2025 by ahorsewithnoname
Chapter 15
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 15 - Award-winning erotic adventure of a lifetime, with two good friends fulfilling one's bucket list item in the wilds of Arizona. White-water rafting the Colorado river is daring; when it's at an all-time high, it becomes a face-off with death, where an unlikely hero surfaces. Mixed with lots of sex, romance and a splash of humor, this romp is a thriller AND explains the author's pen name origin! You can view reader's comments over at Bookapy.
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I saw her get out of bed and put her clothes on, brush her hair a bit, and then gather up her purse and keys.
She leaned in one last time, kissing me on the cheek.
“I like you. If only...,” and with that, she smiled and left.
I didn’t dream of lions later that night. Just as I was nodding off to sleep, I thought about her, and earlier.
We had both tasted each other the night before, so I was hoping that this was going to be a prelude to more.
It was. She sucked me just long enough to get me hard, with the added benefit of getting me thoroughly wet. Then I remembered: no condom.
As she swung her leg up and over me to disengage orally, I reminded her that I didn’t have protection.
“It’s okay,” she said getting on top of me once again, but this time facing me and rubbing her wet, lower lips back and forth against my cock, “It’s a mostly okay part of my cycle, and now I have a pill as back-up.”
Satisfied that I was plenty lubricated, Katie slid a little bit further forward, and then on her backstroke I started to enter her.
“Oh!” she said, and progress stopped.
Oh was right. That girl was tight! Despite being well-lubed, she was still almost vise-tight.
She looked down at me. “Uh, this might take a minute, or two.”
“I’m in no hurry,” I replied, just glad that she wasn’t ready yet to give up.
She moved from a mostly horizontal position to one that was more vertical, looking for some leverage and help from gravity.
The girl was tight. I’m thicker than average, but this was like trying to squeeze a beer can into a coozie that was wet but had shrunk a wee bit.
There was almost a pained expression on her face, but a good pain, as she slide down my pole, inch by grudging inch.
“You a virgin?” I asked playfully, reaching up and lightly tweaking her nipples.
“Ha-fuckin’-ha!” was the reply, her voice hushed.
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