Our boat pulled into the reeds to the makeshift dock, which was actually some old wood planks nailed together to bridge through the reeds to the bank. All four of us climbed out and headed to the cabin. We all had our shotguns for duck hunting and our camping gear. It was warmer than usual for early fall.

It was me, my good friend Kacey, my boyfriend Tom, and his best friend Zed. I am a thirty-two-year-old blonde with huge knockers, a thin waist, and a firm bubble butt. I have duck hunted for years. Tom and Zed were avid duck hunters, and the cabin belonged to Tom. They both sported heavy, long beards and resembled mountain men, dressed in red plaid flannel shirts and suspenders. Tom was 6'-4", and Zed was 6’-6" tall. Both had broad shoulders and barrel chests. I don't know about Zed, but Tom had a nice, thick eight-inch cock.

Kacey was a tall, slender redhead with teacup-sized breasts. She had a nice peach-shaped ass and long legs. She had only been duck hunting the last two years with me. She enjoyed the outdoors. She was a pole vaulting champion when she was in college. Now she sells cookware on one of the shopping networks.

We got squared away and set up the poker table. The beer and wine were flowing as we played. Of course, the guys suggested playing strip poker, but Kacey put a stop to that. She said, "Guys, I'm married, and my husband would kill me and you if he ever found out you two were gawking at my naked body."

We took a break after about an hour, and Tom and I went into the kitchen to get more snacks. Kacey walked in and just saw Tom standing behind the island. He grunted and said, "Oh God! Here it comes, babe." I stood up with my big bare tits bouncing about. I had cum dripping from the corner of my mouth, and some splashed over both tits. I held his big cock up and showed her. Her eyes grew big, and she turned around and walked out.

We kept silent about the blowjob the rest of the night, while Tom and I smiled and giggled at each other. We were all pretty drunk by the time the game was over. I suggested that since Kacey was an athlete, we three would take her out five miles, give her a fifteen-minute head start, and we would hunt her. If she got to the boat before being caught, the two boys would have to blow each other, and I would have to eat her ass.

If one of us caught her, she would have to submit to that person for fifteen minutes and then continue the hunt. Kacey, being the athlete that she was and being drunk, agreed to the hunt.

Kacey woke up early and slipped into some nylon pantyhose to help keep her legs from cramping. She put on a pink sports bra and a red flannel shirt. She then pulled up her jean overalls and fastened the buckles. On her feet, she put on her red Nike cross-country running shoes. She tied her long red hair in a bun in the back with a black scrunchy.

Kacey took off like a rabbit from the starting point. I looked at the guys and said, " I hope y'all like sucking cock." We lost sight of Kacey pretty quickly. The heavy fog didn't help our situation at all.

Fifteen minutes had passed, and the three of us took off on different paths. I had been running for thirty minutes when I heard rustling in the bushes. It was Kacey; she had gotten lost in the fog and had just now found her way back to the right path. "Oh, thank God it's you, Kat. I was afraid it was one of the guys."

I stood in front of her and unfastened the straps of her overalls. They fell all the way to the ground. "What are you doing?" she asked.

"Oh, I am going to have fun with my fifteen minutes. Just because we are good friends doesn't mean the hunt rules don't apply. You will do as I say," I explained. She had on off-white sheer pantyhose that came up to her belly button. I had her step out of the overalls. I quickly unbuttoned her flannel shirt and pulled her sports bra off. She covered her small breasts with her arms. "No, no! Put your hands to your sides so I can suck your pretty titties." She did as she was told with a frown on her face. Her pink nipples hardened in the cool air. Her areolas were puffy and about the size of a silver dollar. Her breasts hung like teardrops, the perfect shape.

My mouth covered her left tit as my hand massaged the right. She let out a soft moan. I switched tits and squeezed a little harder. I felt moisture in my panties. My sweatshirt came off, exposing my big, bare breasts. I pulled her into my chest, and she treated me to sucking and massaging.

I pushed her down to the ground, and she sat up on her elbows. I spread her legs, and I could see dampness in the crotch of her hose. The outline of her wild red bush covered the crotch area. I bent over and tore a hole in her hose, exposing her bush-covered pussy. As soon as I tore open the hole, I could smell her essence. I stood up straight and put my hand under the waistband of my sweatpants and panties. My pussy was slick and bare. I pushed two fingers deep into my cunt and masturbated.

"Now, finger yourself as we watch each other cum," I instructed. I pulled my sweats and panties down to my knees so she could watch my fingers fuck my slick pussy. She bit her bottom lip as she spread her labia and worked her fingers in and out of her hairy cunt. Her areolas turned a darker pink as she came close to climaxing. Both of us were moaning loudly in the woods. Her eyes glazed over, and she let out a squeal. Her legs convulsed as her sticky cum poured into her hand.

I was seconds behind her as I straddled her and squirted my excitement on her face and chest. I bent over and put my cum covered fingers into her mouth while I received her fingers into my mouth. I looked at my watch, and I had a minute left before I had to release her to continue on with the hunt. "Get on your hands and knees, and I will show you that if you had won, my task was not unwelcome," I ordered.

On my hands and knees behind her, I tore a bigger hole in her hose to access her starfish. My tongue licked around the edges of his anus before swiping over it. I darted my tongue deep into her bunghole. My tongue moved in and out, pleasuring her. Kacey moaned and rubbed her clit as she came again.

Time was up. I got dressed and told Kacey, "Okay, girl. Hit the trail and good luck."

"Let me get my clothes and get dressed," she said.

"Oh no. You run as you are. That's what I demand," I explained.

Kacey teared up and held her boobs as she took off towards the boat. She couldn't run as fast as she had to hold her breasts from flopping painfully around. Her firm white ass jiggled as she ran out of sight.

Kacey was getting hopeful as the fog had lifted, and it had been forty-five minutes since her encounter with me. She smiled slightly, as she still had the taste of my pussy in her mouth. The next thing she knew was that she was on the ground, and her side was aching.

Tom had tackled her from the side, knocking her to the ground with him straddling her waist. He held her wrists to the ground as his bearded face moved from tit to tit, sucking and biting. Tom had confided to me that he always had the hots for Kacey. He moved his face up and sucked on her neck.

Tom was leaving marks on her neck and titties, making it awkward for Kacey to explain to her husband when she got home. "I'm not going to waste time with too much foreplay, Kacey. I'm going to get a little taste of your honey pot, then I'm going to deep dick ya," Tom growled.

Kacey was excited as she saw the size of his cock in the kitchen. It was much longer and thicker than her husband's. Tom slid his suspenders off his broad shoulders and pushed his jeans and boxers to his ankles. Kacey gasped at his cock as it looked bigger close up.

Tom noticed many rips and tears in her pantyhose. He grabbed her ankles and placed them beside her head so that her pussy was pointing to the clear blue sky. He laughed as he saw no semen dried in her fiery red bush or in her cunt. "So, this was Kat's doing, eh?" He snickered.

He felt the warmth coming from her gaping pussy. He took in her fragrance as he pushed his nose between her pussy lips. His tongue lashed out for a quick taste. She tasted different from me, and he admitted later that she tasted better. He bit her upper thighs, tearing more of the hose. She now had marks inches from her dripping pussy.

"Fuck me already. Please fuck me with that big cock!" Kacey pleaded.

Tom smiled as he placed his bulbous cockhead at her entrance. "Hubby has a teeny weenie, doesn't he?" Tom chuckled. Kacey desperately nodded as her pussy was stretched and filled. Tom pushed his full weight into her. His brown pubes crushed down and mixed with her wild, red hairs.

His cock head slammed painfully against her cervix. She could feel his fullness inside her. Her chest was heaving as she was on the verge of climaxing already. His fat cock pressed against her exposed clit. He pulled his cock back out with just the tip between her lips. She felt empty and needed him back in her married cunt. She felt her wedding ring biting into her finger. "Please!" she desperately pleaded.

Tom shoved his cock back in as she grunted. He pounded her pussy with quick, hard thrusts. She grunted loudly with each violent thrust. Her legs shook wildly as she screamed. Her orgasm was as intense as it has ever been. Her sticky cum poured down her ass crack as she had orgasm after orgasm.

Her pussy felt warm and tight to Tom. Her velvet walls pressed perfectly around his veiny, thick shaft. Tom blasted a massive amount of cum deep inside Kacey, right at the fifteen-minute mark. When he pulled his softening cock out, his cum oozed out of her pulsing cunt.

Tom helped her up, and she stood unsteadily on her legs. Her titties and pussy were sore. Tom slapped her on her ass and sent her on her way. She slowly staggered through the woods towards the boat.

Kacey smiled as she could see the lake in the distance. She could just make out the boat in the reeds. She slowly made her way to the planks leading through the reeds to the boat. She had to crawl on the planks as she was too tired and unsteady to walk across them.

Kacey saw movement in the boat, and Zed stood up. He was totally naked, and thick black hair covered just about every inch of his tall 6'6" body. He had a long nine-inch cock, but not quite as thick as Tom's.

She climbed into the boat and pushed Zed down into the captain's chair. She ripped off any shred of pantyhose that she had on. She straddled Zed, facing him. She grabbed his beard with both hands and pulled him in for a deep, passionate kiss.

She positioned her pink opening over his pole and sank down. She fucked Zed like a madwoman. She grunted and moaned and pulled every hair on his body she could get her hands on. She grabbed Zed tight as her entire body convulsed and shook out of control. Her sticky white cum leaked out around his cock.

Kacey's pussy pulsed around his shaft, causing him to blast six shots of heavy cream inside her. She rested for a moment, then sat up so his cock fell out. Her hand grabbed his messy cock and placed it on her anus. She slowly sat down as his cock impaled her asshole. "Ugh, oh, ow, ow. Ugh, oh!" she screamed. Zed's cock was the first cock she had in her ass. All nine inches were inside her colon. She sat up straight, taking him as deep as she could as Zed punished her bruised titties.

Kacey slowly bounced on his cock. It made her feel strangely good, and she felt full. Tom and I watched as she took it in the ass. Tom bent me over a fallen log, pulled down my sweats and panties. He grabbed the fleshy meat of my hips and took my ass. I loved it in the ass.

We did not duck hunt that weekend at all. All four of us fucked each other so much that we were all sore.

*****

Kacey went home and showered. She came out of the bedroom naked. Her husband's mouth almost dropped to the floor when he saw all the love bites and bruises all over Kacey. She had cuts, scrapes, and scratches all over her legs from briars and thick foliage that she ran through.

Kacey knocked on my door that night with her bags packed and a smile on her face.