0 comments/ 36020 views/ 3 favorites The Duck Hunters Ch. 01 By: writer64 This is a true story, and I wrote it for a woman who wanted to share a truly wild experience with all of you! One of the wildest experiences I've ever had was about 10 years ago when I was 18. My friend, Shell and I were living in this small town, and we decided we needed some fun one evening. There weren't too many places to go in our little town, but we decided to go to The High Chap down by the river. It was usually dead, full of the same old men and awkward boys. But when we saw the parking lot was full of trucks with out-of-state license plates, we knew it was going to be a different story. It was duck season, and that meant all kinds of guys would be in town, drinking and wanting to party after a long day out in the cold. Shell and I walked in the High Chap and saw that it was going to be a fun evening. The bar was full of men, some older and just nursing a drink or shooting pool. But there was one bunch of nine guys that got out attention right away. They looked ruggedly handsome in their duck hunting camis and flannel shirts. Most of them were in their 20s and early 30s and built. We walked to their table, strutting our stuff in tight jeans and tight t-shirts. "Hello ladies!" said the tallest guy. "How bout you join us for some drinks and we'll keep you company?" The tallest guy introduced himself as Kevin and bought us beers. Kevin and his friends were mellow at first, saying they were down from Minnesota and wanted to get away from their wives and girlfriends to do some duck hunting. I was really attracted to Kevin right away; he had dark brown hair, hazel eyes and wow, what a body. He was 22 and had just gotten engaged. We just chatted at first, getting to know each other, but once we started drinking more, we got bold and started to talk about sex, hearing their fantasies and what sexual positions they liked. We filled them in on ours, too. I was feeling pretty slutty that night and got so turned on, so I told the guys that we were willing to just do about anything to them! Pretty soon, things got even wilder, loud and obnoxious. I started making out with Mike, who was 18 with blond hair and rugged good looks. I laid back on the pool table and started rubbing against me and thrusting his hips between my legs. I could feel his hard cock under his pants and my jeans were getting soaked. Shell was having a good time too, dancing around stripping off her top, much to the delight of the hunters. But the bartender didn't approve of our antics and we all ended up getting kicked out of the bar for our lewdness. The guys invited us back to their campsite five miles out of town. A couple guys lit a fire while others got a bottle of rum and some Cokes from the campers. We sat around the fire, getting drunker and more explicit in our conversation. The guys kept hitting on us, telling me what they'd like to do to Shell and I. We couldn't resist and had a hard time keeping our hands to ourselves. I was groping two guys Mike and Greg and making out with them. We got all kinds of juicy details about their sexual exploits, and we could tell they were pretty horny and needed some lovin'. "Man it's been so long since I had a decent blowjob," said Mark, who had been married for a while. "My wife hates sucking my cock and gags at the thought." I teased him. "I could teach her a thing or two!" I said. "You oughta see me suck the cum out of a guy!" "So Linnae, I think you and Shell are all talk and no play," said Jeff, who had medium build with short brown hair and a beard. "I think you're a couple of small town girls who can't handle what we've got. Right Mark?" "Yeah, I bet she can't handle my big piece of meat," Mark bragged. I was so horny and my head was swirling -- all I could think was that I wanted to show these guys a good time. I wanted their cocks, anywhere and I couldn't get over my luck of meeting them. "Ok guys, just to show you that I'm game, I'll give one of you a blowjob," I said. You should have seen their eyes light up: "I'll do it!" Pick me." "Awww c'mon, suck me too!" It ended up that seven of the nine guys wanted blowjobs; the other two would just watch. Shell piped in and said that she'd do some of them. So we divided them up; I went to one camper with my four guys and she took the rest into another. It ended up that seven of the nine guys wanted blowjobs; the other two would just watch. Shell piped in and said that she'd do some of them. So we divided them up; I went to one camper with my four guys and she took the rest into another. The guys lined up, and I got down on my knees and asked what they had to offer. Immediately I had four cocks in front of me--it was a dream come true! The cocks ranged in size from six inches to nine inches, all nice and thick. I picked Mike, the closest guy to be first, and he was ready after our good time at the pool table. I took his seven-incher in my mouth. I loved the feel of it and the musky scent and the almost salty taste of it was driving me wild. When I touched it, I admired the thickness of it and liked how hard it was- it reminded me of steel, but soft and warm. I slowly licked the tip and worked my way down the shaft. My hand was cupped and massaged his balls. I opened up my mouth and took the full length in, and swirled my tongue on the underside of his cock. I then sped up the pace and use jacked him with my hand. I loved feeling his hands running through my short brown hair and moving my head to push his cock deeper in my mouth. Finally, grabbed my head and forced his whole cock in. He then gasped and came, spraying cum on the back of my throat. I swallowed and moved on to Greg, sucking him hard and jacking him, and he came faster. Soon, the guys had my top off and were playing with my 42 DD breasts. I was in heaven, having one guy pinch and fondle my nipples while I blew another. It seemed like each cock just got better and guys loved every minute of it too! Not wanting anyone to feel left out, I took a cock in each hand and stroked them for a bit, while sucking one guy off. It was such a wild feeling! I was no virgin, but I had never been with four guys at once, so I made every second count. I worked my way around the camper, and begged each of them to cum in my mouth. But I saved the best for last. Kevin had the biggest cock of the bunch, -- a nice meaty nine-incher. I had never had anything that big before, so I took my time with him. His cock felt so good sliding down my throat... I looked him in the eyes and moaned, showing him how much I appreciated his cock and never broke eye contact. He ran his hands through my hair, but never really tried to force his cock in my throat like the other guys. He looked down at me and said, "Yeah, aahhh that feels good, Linnae. You really like to suck cock, don't you?” "Mmmm hmm," I purred, not missing a stroke. Soon he came in several hard spurts, his thick cum oozing down my throat. But even after the first round I couldn't get enough of their cocks. I sucked and sucked until they couldn't get them up anymore. Each guy came at least twice and two of them came three times over the two-hour marathon session. It seemed like I drank gallons of cum and the guys loved how I swallowed every drop they fed me. After I finished, I went out to join the others. Shell had finished with her guys long before me. They were begging for me to do them, too, but it was getting late and I was exhausted. I was pretty proud of my feat, you could say, but even more satisfied. Saying our goodbyes, we made arrangements to meet up again with hunters the next night. Driving home, I was still really turned on, thinking about what was might happen then. It proved to be even wilder but that’s another story…. The Duck Hunters Ch. 02 This is a true story, and I wrote it for a woman who wanted to share her wild experiences. Shell and I returned to the High Chap the next night and met up with the hunters, but only five of the nine were there that night. I was happy to see them, especially Kevin and Mike, who were cousins. I really had a thing for Kevin and we had connected rather well, but I also liked Mike too, so it was really great to be in the company of two sexy, good-looking guys. I was showing lots of leg in a denim mini-skirt and a tight short-sleeved sweater. Shell was wearing tight jeans and a t-shirt, again. I rode with Kevin and Mike in their big Dodge Ram truck; Shell rode with the others. After the previous night's antics, we weren't welcome at the High Chap so we took a road trip to a bar in another town, Bill's. My guys were really aggressive and ready for action. Kevin was driving and told me that he wanted me to suck his cock on the way. I happily obliged, and made him cum rather quickly. As I leaned over to Kevin's lap, Mike slid his hand up my skirt. He fingered my clit and pussy, and soon I had my first orgasm of the weekend. It was pretty mild and I was ready for more! We got to Bill's and soon were drinking. They were buying me my favorite shots, vodka, straight up. Kevin and I went out on the dance floor and soon became the center of attention with some nasty dancing. Our hands were all over each other, and we kissed and ground our hips together. His hands drifted up my skirt, giving everyone a show. We were kind of in our own little world and focused on each other. Shell was having fun, too. She took one of her guys, Nick, outside and returned 30 minutes later looking quite satisfied. According to Nick, she was willing to please any of them that night. "So what about you?" Mike asked. "Would you fuck any of us tonight too? I could only smile. “Just wait and see!” It was about midnight when we decided to return to the camp. On the drive back, I gave Mike a blow job- I couldn’t help myself and needed some more cock. I was feeling so sexy and loved feeling his hard cock in my mouth, as he grabbed my head and forced his cock down my throat. He came quicker than Kevin, who was very quiet and just kept his eyes on the road. Though he seemed was very comfortable sharing me with his cousin, I think Kevin got a little jealous about Mike’s blowjob on the way back. We got to the camp, and Kevin took my hand and told me we needed some time alone. He took me down to the river and we sat down. At first we made small talk, telling each other about our families, work and such. But soon, the conversation turned to how hot I made him. He loved playing with my big 40 DD tits and how he could just get lost in them. He then told me that he loved me sucking his cock and that no one had ever taken so much of it in. and that he wanted to return the favor. I was more than willing. We started making out and things got hot quickly. I wanted him so bad, and I know he felt the same way and ripped each other’s clothes off, flinging them in the bushes. As soon as he was naked, I was in awe. It’s something I will never forget. He was gorgeous and sculpted, like Michelangelo’s “David” sculpture. He had very little chest hair, great pecs and six-pack abs. I loved how his muscles rippled when he moved down to me. He had me lie back and started trailing kisses mixed with small bites down my body. Already charged up, I was shaking in anticipation. As soon as his tongue hit my clit I started cumming. He was relentless, licking and biting my clit and soon he had two fingers deep in my wet pussy. I had never had such an intense orgasm and begged him to stop. I just couldn’t take any more! Waves of pleasure continually crashed over my body. He stopped long enough to position himself over me. With one thrust, he had his cock buried in me. Again, I climaxed harder than before. He was rough, pinching my nipples, biting my neck and shoulders. He slammed his cock into me, grunting and moaning, but he pulled out and shot his load all over me, spraying my breasts and face. I smeared my fingers in it and brought them to my mouth. I had to taste him again. I then heard someone say, "That was quite a show." I turned to see one of the guys who didn't participate in the previous nights activities, and must have heard all the noise. They called him Lizard and I soon found out why. I was pretty shocked when Lizard showed himself. I found it erotic knowing he was watching us, though. He started walking towards us and unzipped his pants. I was shocked; he had to be 10 or 11 inches. Not as thick as Kevin though. He said, "I'm sick of just watching. How about a blow job?" I was glad he asked and was willing to take on the challenge He stood in front of me while I was on my knees. He slowly fed me his cock. I wasn't able to take much of him, because he'd hit a certain spot in my throat and all I could do was gag. I wanted to get him off though, so I took as much as I could, jacking him off furiously with my hand and hummed to vibrate his cock in my mouth. He came really quickly, after only three or four minutes. His cum was really thick, and it came out in gobs and slid down my throat. I wanted to taste him, but I was disappointed—his cum was so sour! He thanked me and zipped up his pants, turned and left. By then Kevin had gotten dressed. It was time to head back to the others. I hurried and got dressed, but not fully. Somewhere I had managed to lose my panties. When we got to the camp, it was quite a scene like something out of a porno movie. There was Shell with a cock in her mouth and one in her pussy. The rest of the guys were cheering her on, yelling, "fuck her harder" and "suck that cock." I was jealous of all the action and wanted to get in on some of it, wanting the guys to fill both my pussy and mouth. So I walked up to Mike, who already had his cock out and was stroking it. So I bent over in front of him to show him I was more than willing and ready. He turned me around told me to grab on to the log he was sitting on. I did as I was told and offered myself to him and soon his cock was buried in my snatch. It felt wonderful. I could hear Shell and her guys in the background and their sounds were turning me on so much and I really needed to cum again. I reached underneath me and started playing with my clit, pinching it between two fingers and rolling it. This sent mike over the edge and I climaxed quickly. Mike pulled out and shot his load all over my ass. But before I could stand up, there was another cock in my pussy. I turned to see who it was and it was Jeff. “Man I gotta have a piece of you too!” he said with a wicked grin. He took me so hard and rough, but it was wonderful, slamming his cock into me, pinching and twisting my nipples. I wanted more and begged to have a cock in my mouth. The guys just laughed, and no cock was offered. But I secretly loved the humiliation and teasing, being forced to beg. Jeff continued to pound me and I was soon taken over the edge. I climaxed two more times before Jeff finally came, pulling out just as Mike had done and shooting his load on my ass. Next Kevin wiped up some of their cum and fed it to me on his fingers. I eagerly sucked them into my mouth and cleaned them off, begging for more. Kevin finally filled my mouth with his magnificent cock. I sucked it like there was no tomorrow and could taste my juices on him still. Kevin asked if I wanted him again. I looked him in the eyes and nodded my head. He took his cock out of my mouth and walked behind me. He only put a little of his cock in. I was pleading for more and pushing back against him. Finally he filled me, but only for a short time. I soon felt the head of his cock against my virgin ass. I was so turned on and relaxed and my ass opened to take his cock- it was always something I had wanted to do, and here was my big chance. It burned a bit at first, but I was so wet and his cock was moistened from my mouth, that he had no problem slipping in. I loved to feeling of his cock throbbing in my ass and how full I felt. “Unngggh… You are soooo tight,” Kevin moaned. “I can’t take much more….” I gritted my teeth and moaned too as he quickened his pace, his balls slapping my ass. The sensations were so good and raw; I felt myself cumming again which caused my ass to grip Kevin’s cock and release it quickly. That did it for him- he came hard almost growling with pleasure. My moans mixed with his as I came in waves and waves, finally collapsing on the ground. It had been quite a show for the rest of the guys and Shel, who had quit their antics to watch Kevin and I. They applauded and hollered and were amazed at how I reacted to the ass fucking. But soon we grew tired and head back to the trailers for some sleep, but Kevin and I made love one more time in the morning before they left. Meeting the duck hunters was one of the wildest experiences in my life. Now every fall when the weather turns cold, and see the those out-of-state license plates on trucks at the High Chap, I can only smile and remember the great time I had with Kevin and the guys.