Chapter 6:

Sue :

After a quick breakfast next morning we broke camp and resumed our travels down the river. Once again the day soon heated up and we were travelling in a reasonably relaxed way, getting most of our propulsion from the current and mostly just guiding and steering the boat with our paddles. The country we were travelling through had changed and we were now passing between high overbearing cliffs and it appeared that the course of the river had cut a long deep a deep gorge over the years. It was somewhat spooky at first but when we got used to it, it was an exciting and different experience. Our voices seemed to echo and reverberate and there was not much plant or animal life to be seen, we could have been the only two people left alive on the planet - what a feeling!

My mind soon got back to my resolve of last night and I decided that by fair means or foul I would fuck my Daddy bfore today was over. My best plan seemed to be to work at him all day and get him so excited his natural reluctance to have sex with his child would be overcome by his desperate need. The first step in my seduction was to complain about the heat and humidity and to remove my tee shirt. I had put on a sexy uplift bra that morning and the black lacy undergarment exposed nearly as much of my tits as it concealed, the top of my nipples being just exposed, and the whiteness of my breasts being contrasted nicely against it. I just knew that Dad would not be able to ignore me and a surreptious glance at his crotch revealed what looked to me to be the beginnings of an erection.

An hour or so later it had got even hotter and I decided to step up the pressure a little. Dad had by now removed his shirt and we were both clad in our jeans, him naked from the waist up and I might just as well have been. We were both sweating in the heat and it was lucky that we did not have to work hard at paddling as it would have then been terribly taxing and we would probably have been able to travel for only part of the day. The layer of sweat on my upper body made my skin glisten and I quite liked the thought of the picture I must have been presenting to Dad.

"This is getting to much for me, Dad." I said, "You saw me in my underwear last night and unless you have any objections I'm going to strip off my jeans and just wear my nickers and bra. You don't mind, do you?"

What could he say? He had to agree and I unfastened my jeans and unzipped them.They were quite a tight fit and I made something of a saga of removing them, wriggling and thrusting my lower body in the air in an effort to get them off. I made certain that my panties slid down a little, exposing the top of my patch of pubic hair, the black line of hair being clearly visible against the whiteness of my nickers. Finally I had the jeans off and my panties pulled back up and I settled back down, cooler and more comfortable even if Dad wasn't, the expansion in his crotch having increased considerably. I let things quieten for a while to let Dad relax before making a suggestion.

"It feels great being a bit cooler. Why don't you strip off as well? You'll feel much better for it."

"No it wouldn't be right. I'm your father after all and I'd hate to embarrass you." Dad looked a bit embarrassed himself and I knew he was frightened that he would get a hard-on and I would see it. What he didn't know was that this was just what I wanted to happen.

"Don't be silly! Who is to know? Anyway you seem to forget that I've been married and I'll bet you've got nothing that I haven't seen already." Little did he know that I had checked him out last night. " Go on - you'll feel ever so much better. Pretend your underpants are a swim-suit."

Finally he seemed to reach a decision and shrugged a little and then unfastened and removed his jeans. I was careful not to stare and embarrass him further and after a short spell of embarrassed silence we soon resumed our normal chit-chat and proceeded on as if nothing had changed, it was time for my next step.

"Um - Dad?" I spoke hesitantly.

"Yeah, Sue. Whats the problem?"

"Um - I'm sorry but I need to piddle and its getting a bit urgent. I had hoped that we would have got out of this gorge by now and found a landing spot with some bushes, but now I can't wait much longer." I had been careful to wait until there was no real suitable place to land before making my statement. Dad thought for moment or two and examined the shore carefully.

"There's nowhere really suitable round here and about the best I can suggest is that we nose in to that large rock shelf over there and you scramble ashore and pee there. I'm sorry that I can't offer anything more private but that seems about the only option that I can see."

"I guess that will have to do. I've got to go."

We steered the boat to shore and I clambered out the front, clutching a rope to keep the boat nosed up against the rock shelf, and saying,

"No peeping now!" I dropped my panties round my ankles and squatted down with my back to Dad. I actually did need to pee and it poured from me with a noisy hiss and splashed onto the rock and formed a small pool round my bare feet. When I finished I remained crouched down for a couple of seconds and wiped myself dry with my free hand, still clutching the rope in the other. I then stood and, still facing away from Dad, I bent over, grasped my panties and slowly stood back up sliding them up my legs as I did so. I knew that I would have presented Dad with a clear view of my pussy from the back, if he was watching and I was willing to bet that he was.

I was turned on by my actions and I knew the fact that my nipples were erect and hard would obvious by the way they would be poking at the the bra cups but I didn't care. I knew I was slightly flushed and that Dad would think this was from embarrassment not arousal. As I climbed back into the boat I could see that he was also red and his erection was now clearly outlined and it seemed to be desperately tryng to break free from the confines of his shorts.

"Whew! That feels so much better! I really did need that. What do you say that we don't stop for a break at midday - we just keep going and knock off early for the day. We could catch some trout for tea and have a swim and then a couple of belts of booze to end the day. What do you think?"

Dad agreed so we just travelled slowly down river till mid-afternoon by which time we had finally exited the chasm that had been our world for what seemed like forever. It was great to get to some real river bank with trees, bushes, grass and birds and insects - I hadn't realised how much I had missed them all that day. At the first suitable area we stopped, hauled the boat ashore and set up camp. An hours fishing netted enough fish for both dinner that night and breakfast next morning. The next order of the day was a swim and we both just jumped in in our underwear. The water was warmer this far down stream and we spent a long time enjoying the coolness and the freedom that frolicking in the water brings. When we finally got out the sun was still hot enough to dry us and we sat down with a couple of coffees to bask in its heat. After a few minutes I decided what the hell,