The Fuck-it List
Copyright© 2025 by ahorsewithnoname
Chapter 6
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 6 - 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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“Kinda’ run outta’ words,” said Rich as we kept passing from one incredible rock formation to the next. We’d spot a cave and wonder if it ever was inhabited. We’d see some bighorn sheep and be amazed at how they would leap from tiny ledge to the tiniest of ledges.
We passed by a couple of rafters, one that was traversing some pretty wild rapids. Rich and I just looked at each other at that point, as if to say “Oh crap!”, figuring that we’d be encountering similar whitewater.
After about half an hour and more mental “wows” than either of us could count, we reached the bottom and what looked to be our debarkation point.
You know how when you’re watching people on television getting out of a helicopter and you see them duck down and you think “Idiots! You’re not even close to being hit by the blades!”; we both ducked as we collected our gear and moved away from those blades.
I never did ask Rich much about the trip, other than I knew it was gonna be overnight and that we’d be hitting some big rapids due to the time of the year.
Our guide came over to us with a smile. She was attractive, not like Loni mind you, but older and she looked to be in great shape.
“You must be Rich,” she said, looking at him, then offering her hand. After we got through introductions, Katie, whom she preferred over Kathleen, introduced us to the other five people who would be joining us, aside from staff.
There was a husband and wife and their daughter, and another couple that looked to be in their early 20s. Katie had another guide with her, Jake, a guy who looked to be in his mid-20s, sported a tan, and had one of those wiry bodies that looked like he’d be useful when wrestling rapids.
The raft was good-sized, bright yellow, and had a few patches which then got me thinking about what might have caused those issues.
Katie next assigned our seating. I liked her right off the bat, a take-charge person that exuded confidence. I gather she’d made this trip many, many times.
“Okay, you,” and she pointed to the teenage girl, “are up front with Jake. You two,” now pointing to her parents, “you’ll be right behind them, you,” pointing to the guy, “behind her.”
I could see what she was doing. I’d been rafting before and they typically tried to adjust the weight so that left-to-right it was pretty even throughout the craft.
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