Jeanne Does Deer Camp

“Oh goody!” Jeanne squealed. Her husband had just
announced she was invited back to deer camp this year.
She had a hot flash remembering the wonderful time she’d
had last time.

One of the older wives that had done the camp for years
had moved away and all the guys had pressured her
husband to let Jeanne fill the vacant spot. He hemmed
and hawed but they kept reminding him of all the years
he had been to the camp and it was his turn to
contribute.

You sure couldn’t blame the guys for asking. Jeanne was
the best eye candy around. Just turned 18, she’d been
married to Billy Bob for only a year. Her hourglass
shape with firm D cup tits and nice tight buns even gave
the ministers at her church a hard on when she wiggled
by.

You couldn’t blame Billy Bob for being reluctant. Deer
camp in Southeast Arkansas was just a good excuse for a
four day sex orgy. More two legged “dears” got bagged
than the four legged game animals. With eight guys to
three women, at least one of the bunks had a humping
couple in it at all times. In the evening there would be
guys waiting near the beds, sippin’ shine and stroking
their peckers, ready for their next turn with whoever
didn’t have someone between their thighs.

Billy Bob remembered how difficult the first part of
their marriage had been. He had struggled to get her to
spend more time in the marital bed than back with her
Pa, three brothers, and an uncle. He’d made damn sure
she took her birth control pill every morning! They had
to move further away to break her habit although she
would still go over there a couple of weekends a month.
What would this gang bang do to their marriage?

One of the other wives who had been a regular for years
offered to talk with Jeanne. She reminded Billy Bob of
how many times he’d been between her legs and she still
loved her husband. Actually even more because he was OK
with letting go once a year like this.

Marybelle was in her late thirties and this would be her
eleventh year at the camp. Since there were always some
changes in the roster of guys attending, she’d fucked
probably twenty or twenty five different cocks during
that time. She was plump and blond and a squealer. If a
guy had a smaller dick she’d take it up her ass too.

Billy Bob was a bit dismayed with the enthusiasm his
wife showed when told what the invitation entailed. Her
�tail� to be exact. She looked at Billy Bob and asked,
“Honey, why didn’t you ever tell me what you was doing
at that camp? Wow, eight guys! That’ll be like family
reunions. If it was fun fer you then it will be fun fer
me too. Only fair!”

Billy Bob didn’t have an answer to that logic. He’d
fucked family plenty so that part was already even.
Jeanne tried to reassure him a bit more, “Honey, yer the
only man I love, besides family of course. Any other
peckers is fer fun jest like you and that married lady
down at the feed store where you work. Of course Ah
knows about it. She told me that yer cock’s bigger and
better than her old man’s and I’m lucky to get it so
much.”

Jeanne was disappointed this wasn’t a good excuse to get
some new clothes. Marybelle had told her that the women
didn’t wear clothes much since it was a bother to take
them off all the time. That�s alright, she thought. She
liked running around nekkid anyway.

On the ride to the camp Jeanne was in the back of a
pickup with four of the guys. They’d already been into
the shine and got to squeezing her fun parts. She
squeezed back and the guys all had their peckers out
before long. She’d mostly seen family ones which were
pretty similar so there were some interesting
differences to see and touch. They all tasted pretty
much the same though.

At the big one room cabin everybody piled out and got
the gear unloaded. The women were busy getting the
kitchen in shape so the guys had to leave them alone for
a bit. Jeanne knew the other women. Sally Jo was about
sixty and skinny with saggy tits. Her crotch was bushy
too. She’d been doing the camp for thirty years and kept
coming even though her husband had passed away. The guys
were happy to have her there because she could do things
with her cunt muscles that no one else could. And she
sucked a mean dick too.

Everyone got more shine and got nekkid. Peckers rose all
over the cabin when Jeanne took it all off. Dinner got
cooked in spite of the distractions, then the fun began.
Of course all the guys wanted a piece of the new hot
young stuff so Jeanne wrote numbers 1 to 7 on slips of
paper and the guys drew.

She said, “I ain’t never fucked more than four guys in a
row so that’s how many kin have me tonight. The rest of
y’all will get my pussy tomorrow. Marybelle and Sally Jo
need seein’ to, you know, so go get with them.”

There were four sets of bunk beds at one end of the big
room with some curtains hanging mostly to give a little
privacy from the rest of the room. Jeanne picked out a
lower bunk and lay back with spread legs. The light was
pretty good so she could see the new peckers before they
was buried in her snatch.

Her first guy gave her a good licking to get her juicy
then pushed his pecker in to the hilt. He was so horny
and turned on by this beauty he only lasted a few
minutes. She kissed him and said, “You come back for
seconds, ya hear!”

He nodded and pulled out.

She wiped her twat with a towel and the next guy got in
bed with her. He wanted to play with her magnificent
tits. She enjoyed that a lot and her pussy started to
tingle. His pecker was longer and thinner than the first
guy and he pushed right up against her cervix on every
stroke. She came right after she felt his hot juice
spray her insides.

The third guy put her on hands and knees and cupped her
swinging boobs as he rammed his thick dick in her
slippery slot. She looked over at the other bottom bunks
and saw her husband doing the same thing to Marybelle.
She smiled at him but he wouldn’t smile back. He was
still a little jealous. The fourth guy wanted her on top
so he could get real good tit play and she loved the
stuff he did to them.

The first guy was back with another erection. Jeanne got
on top so she could control the fuck better. She
encouraged him to suck her tits and got herself off just
before he shot his load again. Her other guys wanted
seconds too but she said she was tired and sent them to
the other women “who needed their share too”.

After her last guy pulled out and left the bed her
husband got in. Putting his hand on her pussy she said,
“There’s five loads of man juice in there. Ah expect you
won’t be needin’ any of my pussy for a while the way I
seen you banging them other women. Ahm a little sore so
I’ll give you some in the morning.”

Billy Bob asked, “So you’re alright then?”

“Why shore. You know I likes hard dicks rubbin’ in me.
And feeling their seed squirt out way inside me knowin’
they’s trying to plant a baby is real hot too. Momma
told me that a pussy just can’t be wore out. It’s kind
of excitin� feelin’ peckers in ya that you haven’t known
all your life. So what happens tomorrow?”

Billy Bob replied, “Well, half the guys go hunting and
the others stay here to have fun with you women. After
lunch they trade.”

Jeanne had heard about Sally Jo’s cunt talents and
talked to her about it. She watched the older woman in
action and tried to use her own pussy muscles as she was
screwing her guys. After watching the other women do it,
she also tried doubling up with two guys. That had real
potential for fun.

After lunch there was a set of fresh peckers to drain.
Husbands took turns like everybody else. Jeanne got to
spend some slower time with each of the men and got to
know them better. Good opportunities for cunt muscle
training too. Just like her family, each one fucked
differently and you could make the best of that when you
knew them.

Following dinner the pace was a lot slower since folks
had been screwing all day. They all watched some porn
flics on the big screen. At bedtime Jeanne did her
husband first, then he watched as she banged three of
the guys. After they finished enjoying her body, Billy
Bob dipped his half hard pecker into the slippery mess
but he was too fucked out to shoot off again before they
slept. As she was drifting off to slumber, Jeanne
thought about how many kinds of sperms were wiggling
around inside of her. She hoped her birth control kept
working!

And so it went for the rest of the time at the cabin.

What happened at the hunt, stayed at the hunt. No one
talked about it and no one hit on the women afterwards.
Of course if a woman wanted some more cock from one of
the men she could ask for it. Sally Jo had lots of
choices and never lacked for cock.

Jeanne talked to Billy Bob, “Since I ain’t hardly
screwin’ my family no more, Ahd like to get me some
strange once in a while. I know yore tapping that widder
woman at work so Ahd like to take care of Wilbur.”

He was the first hunter guy she’d banged at the cabin.
She continued, “He’s pretty old but has a good pecker
and no woman to use it on. I liked humpin’ him and he
says my furry box reminds him of when he wuz young and
all the girls wuz that way.”

Billy Bob liked getting in the widder woman, who was
always a hot fuck even though he knew she was putting
out to at least two other guys, so he agreed.

He could always tell the days his wife had screwed
Wilbur. She’d meet him at the door naked and they
wouldn’t even get to the bedroom before he was in her
sperm filled box. If he brought a buddy home, she’d
screw him too when she was wound up like that.

Yes, Jeanne was ready for deer camp. Her cunt muscle
control was a lot better and she wanted to show off for
the hunters. She wondered if there would be any new guys
to try out…

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