Note: This is a work of FICTION! Although the areas this story takes place in are real; all of the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading for you are NOT REAL. As you read this story, try to remember:
THIS IS A NOVEL!
52.
Starting Over
Continued
Cassandra showed the park ranger their permits to enter the restricted areas of the Southwest region in the Grand Canyon National Park. The ranger told them that they would the first people to enter this section of the park the way it was intended to be by God: On Horseback. There are no trails to follow. There are no roads. There is no cell phone coverage anywhere in this area. If they got into any trouble, they had to use the emergency beacons he gave them. It may take as long as 24 hours for someone to reach them, unless a helicopter was available. He checked their supplies, especially their water and their water purification tablets. They carried enough rations for one month and there was enough vegetation in the area for their six horses to graze on for the three-week journey into the most pristine area of the park. He wished them well, and told them to watch out for snakes, and, especially, the spiders. These creatures loved to climb into warm shoes at night to keep out of the cold. They would bite your feet in the morning when you tried to put them on. Most of them harmless, but some could give you a poisonous bite, that would swell your feet up three times their normal size, and give you a nasty infection that would require you to get to a hospital quickly.
Cassandra and Sergeant thanked the ranger for his advice and moved off at the slow and steady gait of their mounts. They were both experienced horsemen, and love being outdoors.
On the first day, they traveled 8 miles into the park, and they saw some of the most beautiful sights the canyon had to offer. Their trek was mostly downhill, which made the sides of the canyon even more majestic than they already were.
They found an area, with a beautiful glen, to camp at that first evening. Sergeant dug a pit, and banked it with the excess dirt to make sure no sparks escaped. The area was arid, and the last thing he wanted to do was start a brush fire. He found some dried wood and brush put it into the hole. He used a short piece of paper and a lighter to ignite it. The brush was so dry, it flamed immediately. It took the wood a little longer, but it burned hotter. He put a large section of flexible steel over the fire and his job was done.
Cassandra took the steaks and bacon out of the cooler. She sprayed the top of the steel with a little cooking oil; put the steaks in the middle, and the bacon surrounding it. It would take about 30 minutes to cook, so she told Sergeant, "I am going to take a bath, would you care to join me?"
He looked at her like she was out of her mind. "Cassy, that water is going to be freezing. You are going to catch your death of cold."
"I will not be in there that long, and I know a perfect way to warm up." She winked at him as she took her clothes off and moved into the water. "Well, are you coming, or are you not cumming tonight?"
She did not have to hit him over the head with a hammer to get her message across any clearer. He removed his clothes, and move towards her, as she stood hip deep in the water. He jumped in and came up screaming. He felt like he had hit an iceberg. "I am going to kill you for getting me into this water. I told you it was going to be cold, but I didn't think it was going to be this cold."
"I am not sure if being tied to Susan's apron strings all this time made you a wuss, or if it was the Marines. I think it was the Marines, because Susan is stronger than you are."
"Lady, no one insults the Corp and lives."
Cassandra laughed and swam away from him as quickly as she could. Sergeant was close on her heels, but it was not a fair contest. Every time he got close to her, she submerged and changed directions. The sun had gone down and he could not see her. He looked for bubbles but could not see any.
Suddenly, she grabbed his dick, yanked it hard, and swam away. She had been on the water for almost 90 seconds, before he saw her climbing out of the water by their campsite, laughing at him.
She yelled, "The Marine Corps stinks!"
Sergeant swam towards shore as quickly as he could. By the time he got there, Cassandra had turned the steaks and bacon, put a blanket on the ground, and kneeled down on it.
She said, "Are you coming, or are you cumming?"
"Wife, you are a prize I should never have waited for." He kneeled down next to her; kissed her with the passion he had stored up for more than 20 years of waiting, and said, "I was such a fool."
"Sarge, don't go there. We have now and all our tomorrow's. Let's make the most of them."
"I think we should take the steaks off the fire; we are going to be here for a while."
"Put the thermal blanket over them and zip it so no bugs can get at them."
"Beautiful and smart too; what more can any man asked for."
"Sarge, she has to be a good fuck too, right?"
"As I said, beautiful and smart."
He approached her with a big smile on his face, and kneeled down beside her. He kissed her as she kissed him, like that very first time. It was his turn to knock her socks off. This kiss would have done the trick, if she were not already naked. He laid her down, and started exploring her beautiful body. She was definitely not the girl he looked at, when he was in high school. This was a woman in full bloom. He started kissing her on the top of her head, and did not finish until he was sucking on her little toe. Then his mouth started to climb up the inside of her ivory pillars.
Cassandra's body started to shake. He had teased her to one orgasm already, and now she was at the boiling point again. If he didn't kiss her where she needed his mouth; she would scream; grab him by the neck, and show him.
Sergeant was smart enough to know where he was supposed to be, and where his wife wanted him. He grabbed her hands, and kissed them. He looked at her sweat soaked face and said, "I adore you Cassy, I would do anything in this world for you."
Cassandra saw love etched on his face, and was moved to silence, until he moved his head from her left knee to her right knee and started down towards her foot. She exploded!
"You bastard get back here. Do I have to give you a compass to show you where you're supposed to go? I thought Sergeants were the backbone of the Marine Corp. Now I know its Second Lieutenants straight out of school."
Sergeant ignored her as he continued his trek towards her foot. Her instep was her downfall. It was one of the most ticklish parts of her body. When his tongue licked hit it, she went into orbit. He knew he found the right spot, when she screamed his name. She was so far over the boiling point, she had a huge orgasm, and her body was spamming, like a fish on the shore.
Taking advantage of her situation, he spread her thighs, dove into her pussy, and nipped her clit as he pinched her nipples. She had barely come down from that orgasm when she began to cum again. He moved his mouth down and his tongue played the opening of her urethra which caused her to shake again. It made her feel as if she had to pee, and tried to move her hips away from his face.
Sergeant would have none of it. He continued torturing that tiny opening, until Cassy regained the power of speech.
"You fuck; I should pee on you, just to get even."
Sergeant replied, "I give you two minutes to try. If you succeed I'll do anything you want. If I succeed you do anything I want."
"Oh no you don't, you fucked up bastard. I didn't bring any anal lube with me. You are not fucking me in the ass without it."
"You'll never guess what I packed in my shaving kit?"
"You packed shaving cream, a razor, a toothbrush, toothpaste, soap, a comb, and deodorant."
"You left out one thing, one very important thing, and you will never guess what it is."
"It is a tube of anal lube."