As we arrive, the girls are amazed at the slow moving river and the sandy beaches. This particular stretch has a full sand bottom, not the normal gravel and rocks. We take the horses right into the water and let them drink their fill before removing all the gear and hobbling them out in the nearby grass to feed.
I can say this about the girls; they sure do pitch in and do their fair share. I’m glad they both have their own horses and have learned the proper care. As soon as the stock is cared for, off came their clothing and my cock is letting me know it’s time for some fucking. “Girls, spread those saddle blankets out so we can get down and dirty. I think both of you are ready for some cock. We can lie out and then take a nice swim before lunch. I don’t know if you want to wrestle around to see who’s first or I can flip a coin.”
“Pappa," Sarah says, “go ahead and fuck Bren first, she’s not used to your cock’s size and I want to watch. Do you think I’m getting a little kinky?”
“Naw, I like to watch too. But with me I’d rather watch you two girls together, not one of you getting pounded. If I want that, wait until we get to the house and put mirrors on the ceilings.”
“Now that sounds kinky, Pappa,” Brenda says as she spreads out the blankets and lies down and opening her legs wide. “Here you go Pappa, lunch time! You know, I’ve never had my pussy licked by a guy yet, just Sarah and a few other girls. I’m anxious to know the difference.”
“Oh, Bren you’ll love him! Once he gets his tongue lapping in and out of you, it’s just like he’s fucking you with his tongue.”
I undress and lie down beside Brenda, looking into the depth of her brown eyes that are smiling at me with lust. I reach out to ever so lightly run my fingers over her tits and watch her nipples harden into diamond sharpness. She sighs as I lean over and blow lightly on them, causing her to shiver and wiggle around. There is a moan deep inside her as I kiss those nipples but not taking them into my mouth…. that’s for later… As I look back up to her, there is a little pout of disappointment on her face, but also a smile of anticipation. I kiss my way on down her belly, pausing to suck and lick into her “innie” belly button. Her hips push up and her legs splay out wider, inviting me to crawl between them. I ignore that for now. I’m going to get her squirming and begging me to take her to “bliss ville”.
“Oh, god, Pappa, what are you doing to me?”
“Just taking you to places you’ve never been, Bren, but not like you’re going to be fucked now. Just lay back and enjoy what’s going to happen to you.”
I moved down and pull her legs together and straight. Picking up one foot, I’m massaging the sole with my thumbs, driving them harder and harder, until I hear her moaning. I pull that foot up and plant kisses on each toe, individually and then start sucking on them as my tongue laps gently. Brenda takes in a big deep breath as I’m doing this… her eyes getting wider and wider as her body is responding to the touches. I repeat the same actions with the other foot before gently spreading her to kiss and lick my way down her legs, paying special attention to her Achilles’ tendons and behind her knees. She wants to spread as wide as possible, but I’m holding her legs close and set them on my shoulders, going closer and closer to her totally bald pussy.
“I had my whole body waxed before we left, I didn’t want any hair below my head, do you like what you see Pappa?”
“I sure do! Nothing like a perfectly smooth pussy for me to initiate.” That being said, I spread her wide and went directly to her pussy, opening those puffy lips with my tongue and sending shudders up and down her whole body. As I licked up and over her clit, she let out a loud gasp, but I didn’t linger there. I moved all around, tasting and sampling her fruits. Brenda’s hands were busy pinching, pulling and twisting her hard nipples. It wasn’t long before I was also lapping sweet nectar from her leaking honey pot. I went at her pussy like a shark in a feeding frenzy; licking, nibbling and sucking every inch of that sweet pussy. It only took a few scant minutes before she was consumed in the totalness of a huge cum. I had to hold on for dear life to keep her from bucking me completely away from her. As her climax was building higher, I added a completely new dimension by getting my thumb totally wet with her super slick pussy juices and quickly inserting it into her ass. This set off a cascade of mini-cums that totally consumed her. She was thrashing around, moaning and sometimes yelling like a banshee. If I didn’t know any better, I’d have said that she could be heard at the main ranch.
Finally easing down lower and lower, Brenda finally opened her eyes. She held her arms out to me, “Come to me Pappa, please.”
I moved up and was wrapped up in a huge bear hug and smothered with kisses. I think it’s going to be some time before that big smile leaves her face. This, by far, has been the biggest climax she’s had in her life.
“Pappa that was amazing, I had no idea getting my pussy licked could be that way. Even my very first time with a girl wasn’t that good. Nadine gives the best pussy licking of all of us girls and I would say you put her back in kindergarten. Oh my god! I’m still feeling it!”
Meanwhile, I look over at Sarah who has been watching us and playing with her own tits and pussy, enjoying the revelry of her own making. Smiling like a Cheshire Cat at her girlfriend/sister and her grandfather, her two lovers.
After a short rest, we all head into the river to clean up and cool down. We swim and play around for about an hour before drying off. We then have a quick lunch of buffalo, deer, beef and elk jerky before reloading the horses and get back on the trail. Being in this little valley, we only have about 4 more hours before the sun goes down behind the mountains and it will get much cooler. We need to pick up the pace to make the next camp before sundown. We follow the river flow down the length of the valley until there is the distant rumble in the air. I guide the girls up out of the valley on a well used trail to skirt the waterfall we are approaching.
The trail leads up a couple hundred feet thru trees before traversing along. We come out of the trees just past the crest of the fall, where the river drops about thirty feet to the rocks below and flows down a wide canyon. The girls look in awe at the rushing water as we stop and dismount. You can feel the ground vibrating along with the roar of the rushing water, it’s a power not to be denied. I’ve seen this all my life and still stare at its beauty. The girls quickly grab their cameras out of the saddlebags and start snapping pictures. “It’s called “Canyon Falls” girls, we’ll be camping a couple miles downstream, so finish up your picture taking and let’s get going.”
They finish up, put the cameras back and climb aboard. Following the trail as it drops down to the canyon bottom, you can hear the clack of the horses shoes on the rocks echoing above the sounds of the falling water. It takes a couple more hours before we arrive at the camp, a wide space in the canyon where the river smooths out to a gentler flow. The falls can still be heard but now it’s not so loud. Dismounting, we unload and tie the horses in an area where they have both feed and water. I set up and start a fire while the girls spread out blanket and set up the saddles as pillows, all side by side with mine in the middle. It looks like they plan on some cuddling tonight.
Brenda starts making a quick stew from the packed MRE’s, adding different chunks of jerky and different dehydrated veggies, while Sarah makes some biscuits. I grab a long stick and walk up and down the area, poking into any place snakes might be, including into the surrounding brush. The girls are looking at me and then to each other, “What’s up Pappa?”
“Just checking spots where snakes may be, it’s warm enough now for them to be out and about.”
“What do you have up here, Copperheads and Timber Rattlers?” Brenda asks.
“That’s about it, there’s enough wildlife walking around to keep the population down some, but you always need to be on the lookout, dinner about ready?”
“In about fifteen minutes,” Brenda says, “I’ve just put the biscuits on top of the stew.”
“Sounds real good, this old mans tired and hungry.”
“Pappa, you sure don’t look like you’re going to waste away, well an important part anyway,” Sarah says, as she came over to reach inside my jeans, working my semi-hard cock.
“Is sex all you girls think about?”
“Well, no,” Brenda giggles, "we do think about your licking us and us sucking you or us licking each other while you watch Pappa.”
“You know, I haven’t really watched two girls together since the night I got to take your virginity, Sarah. You and your mom looked fantastic together. I’ll wait until we get to the house though, it’s a little too rough out here to spread out and have lots of fun.”
“Hey, where’s Gray Cloud and the girls?” Sarah asks.
“Probably on each ridge up above us, they will always be within an arrow shot away. We don’t like to use guns out here, too many unknowns. Oh, if you girls need to get some body relief, make sure you bury anything that doesn’t immediately soak into the sand, and go down wind but not out of sight.”
“Ooohhh, getting a little kinky isn’t he Bren?”
“Sounds like it! You into watchin’ girls poop and pee Pappa?”
“Peeing sounds good, nothing wrong with a little “Golden Flow”, but poop is completely out. I may be weird, but I ain’t kinky, Oh, and girls, no getting naked tonight. It will be cold here in the canyon tonight and there won’t be a moon, so we’ll keep the fire going all night. Just keep in mind that someone needs to put wood on every so often, there is plenty of drift lying around. Just don’t go too far and carry your flashlight.”
I go out and find six good branches to use as boot stakes and drive them into the soft sand. “Just put your boots on these tonight and stuff some rags just inside, it’ll keep things out that shouldn’t be there.”
Brenda dishes up the hot stew and Sarah hands out freshly filled canteens.
