The Fuck-it List
Copyright© 2025 by ahorsewithnoname
Chapter 9
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 9 - 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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A few seconds later, it became apparent who it was.
“Hey mister, I have a question,” asked the teen. We then heard Rich reply.
“Sure kid, hey, what’s your name?” They were about 15-20 feet away.
“It’s Jamie, and I’m not a kid, I’m sixteen.”
“Sorry, didn’t mean anything bad by it.” I could mentally see Rich holding up his hands as if to say “Don’t shoot”.
“Okay. So, I have a question.”
“Sure, ki—um, Jamie, go ahead.”
“Well, I asked a couple of my friends, and they just laughed at me. Promise you won’t laugh at me?”
“I promise. What’s on your mind?” Rich’s voice and demeanor were the kind that could put anyone at ease.
There was a pause and I think both Katie and I were both wondering if she was whispering, but apparently, she was just trying to rustle up some courage.
“Okay, so, why do I get a funny feeling sometimes in ... my vagina? It gets moist and kinda’ slippery sometimes. Why?”
Katie’s eyes got big like an owl’s and I suspect mine were the same.
“Um, Jamie? You should probably be asking your mom about this kinda’--”
“She’s NOT my mom,” said Jamie, defensively, and then a little less vehement, “She’s my step-mom, and I don’t feel comfortable asking her those kinda’ things.”
“Well, how about your dad?” Sounded to me like Rich was somewhat uncomfortable.
Katie put her mouth near my ear and whispered “Let’s spy on them!” She pulled her head back and looked at me. I smiled and nodded, and put a hand on one of her breasts, squeezing it gently.
“Do you really think this is the kinda’ conversation that daughters should have with their Dads?” That sounded a bit condescending.
“Well, maybe not, but I don’t think your dad or step-mom would appreciate me talking to you about your ... vagina.”
“Is there something wrong with me? I mean, am I deformed or something?”
“No, I’m sure it isn’t that—wait, don’t do that, you can’t--”
“Mister, can you look at it and tell me if something is wrong?”
Katie whispered “Oh shit!” and reached for the flap of the tent, slowly and ultra quietly pushing it open a bit. With the nearly full moon, there was enough light to see the girl standing up in front of Rich, her sweatpants down at her knees, giving him a close-up view of her pussy!
“Pull your pants up, please!” said Rich, now more of a whisper but with some authority behind it.
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