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The Hunt
My wife Jenny is a tall slender blond with tight breasts about the size ofsmall apples and long sexy legs. I have marveled ever since we met that sucha beautiful woman would have interest in plain old me. When we met we had bothbeen virgin and had remained such until after we had been engaged for six months.Even after marriage our sex life was so conservative that we normally madelove in the man on top position with the light off. She rarely allowed me tosee her naked and wouldn't ever consider any form of sex other than straightintercourse. This situation continued for almost a year after our vows andthen began to gradually change. We slowly began to discover more of our sexualityand to my surprise, and delight, I found Jenny to have a kinky side concealedunder her puritan exterior. I discovered that she liked to expose herself tome and others, that she enjoyed a small amount of pain inflicted to her nipplesand/or clit just before climax, and most astounding of all she loved sex withmultiple partners. This revelation did not happen suddenly, rather it was theresult of a long hard campaign on my part to get her to open up and enjoy sexmore. The change had begun with experimentation at enacting fantasies, thislead to swinging and group sex. We found that we both loved sex in any form.I loved to watch as well as participate and for me the sight of my wife climaxingwhile riding a strange cock was the ultimate experience. As for Jenny she enjoyedmultiple male partners and if they got a little rough so much the better. Shehad pierced her clit and nipples mainly because this increased the sensationsapplied to her erotic areas during sex and made her cum harder. She would sometimesask me to pull on her rings when she wanted to get really hot; she called thejewelry in her sensitive areas her cum buttons. We would joke that all I hadto do to get her hot was push her buttons.
We had been exploring our kinky side for about a year and been active swingersfor about three months, when the events surrounding this story occurred. Ourswinging group which required an annual test for HIV, met monthly and had amembership of about fifty couples; of these we were close friends with abouta half a dozen couples that we sometimes met with outside of the club. Ourgroup was joining up with several other groups from adjoining states to sponsoran annual event they called the Hunt. The Hunt had started as a game withinour group and had expanded to include other nearby groups becoming larger eachyear. Our friends urged Jenny to participate as a contestant saying that ifshe won or lost she would enjoy the experience. She asked them about the eventand was told that it was like the reality shows on T.V. except that you didn'thave to live on a deserted island, just get away from a bunch of horny guys.She then asked what happens if you don't get away. Her friends just grinned.
The hunt was scheduled to take place on the last weekend of the month atfarm nearby. One of the members offered its use each year because it was mostlywooded and very remote. My wife, my friend Dave, and I drove out to meet Babs,Dave's wife, who was already there helping set things up. We arrived near thefarm house early that morning and parked in a grassy field among many othercars. We could hear voices from the other side of the house so we walked inthat direction. We found several hundred men standing around some picnic tables.Nearby were a smaller number of women some of whom we recognized from the club.One of our club members climbed up on to a table and called for attention.He explained the rules, each of the men had paid an "entrance" fee, (this gotsome chuckles from the men) of $250 dollars. All contestants, male and female,had been required to be tested for HIV and provide the results in order toenter the game. This money would be placed in bank deposit box with a tokenused to claim the key at the finish line. He pointed at a hand drawn map. Thisyear this amounted to over $75,000. The men would be given a head start inorder to move into the woods between the farm house and the finish line tenmiles away. Then after thirty minutes the women could start. The boundarieswere gravel roads on each side, the paved road which we had entered the farmon, with a river forming the finish line. The area started out narrow, aboutfive miles, and widened toward the river to over ten. The speaker using themap, pointed at a trail which ran across the property a few miles north ofthe house. "This is the foul line. No man can be on this side of the trailwhen the ladies leave the farmstead. You can drive up the boundary roads andpark when ever you choose or you can run across the fields so long as you arenorth of the trail by the start time. You have been given whistles to signaleach other and a code sheet to use. If you catch one of the ladies she is yoursto do with as you please for the remainder of the weekend. However you mustlet your captive go once she has satisfied your group to the point that nomember of your group can produce an erection within five minutes. No permanentdamage may be done to your captives but anything else is expected and consideredpart of the game. The ladies have all signed a wavier and know what to expectif caught. Once they get to the river you may not stop them, and if they getto the fishing shack which is about mid-way along the river, the money is theirs.The money is in a safe deposit box at the local bank so all they need to dois pick up the token in the shack then get the key for the box from me here.No men are allowed within 100 yards of the shack. There are observers locatedthroughout the area and rules will be enforced strictly." He then asked ifany of the ladies wanted to drop out, and got no takers. He indicated a tablenearby and told the women that only the items on that table could be takenaway from the farmstead. He turned to the men and announced that a consolationprize could be enjoyed in the barn for anyone who gave up the hunt. About twothirds of the women then moved to the barn. A dozen women remained. Jenny'sfriend Babs called over her shoulder to me, as she walked across the grass,saying that she would take care of me right now if I wanted to concede. Thespeaker sounded an air horn and started a timer. Some of the men ran for theircars others began to jog north toward a corn field bordering the farm house.
I joined the joggers. Looking back I could see Jenny picking out her gear.There was not much to choose from. On the table lay twelve pairs of athleticshoes, bottles of water attached to wide belts, and wide brim hats. Women weredoffing their clothing and picking up their gear as I turned back to make myway north. I noticed that most of the male runners had gear of their own. Everythingfrom canteens to rope and even a few electric cattle prods could be seen. Iwore a surplus army camouflage uniform and canteen with some energy bars ina pouch. I also had a pair of binoculars hanging from my neck. It was hardto jog with the binoculars so I found it necessary to hold them in one hand.I stuck with Dave, Bab's husband, as he had promised to show me a good spotfrom which to watch. We arrived at Dave's chosen spot in about fifteen minutes.It was a small wooded hill overlooking the trail. We could see down the trailfor most of its length and could not easily be seen from where we were. Davehad pre-positioned some equipment here for us. He showed me a sort of blindwhich we could wait in and passed me some army grease paint. He colored hisface and hands with the green and black grease stick and showed me how to covermy skin. We had just finished with our paint when the horn sounded. I floppedon my belly and began to scan the woods with my binoculars when he moved nextto me. He cautioned me about allowing light to reflect from my lens and showedme how to shade them to prevent this. From time to time I was able to spotwomen sneaking through the brush, but none were close enough to start a pursuit.After about an hour I saw a small group of men moving back toward the barn.They had evidently succumbed to the lure of a sure thing and decided to startthe consolation party.
Then off to my left I heard a short whistle blast which meant a hot pursuit.Shortly thereafter came two whistles which meant a catch. I looked that directionand saw a young brunette being herded into a clearing. Her captors were urgingher on with a cattle prod and a jockey's whip. Once they had her tied spreadout on her back one of the men blew his whistle two long blasts, which meantthat they would share with other groups. Soon men were moving trough the treesin that direction. Returning to my search I was just in time to see a beautifulredhead cross the trail about 100 yards west of the hill. I pointed her outto Dave who expressed interest. We began to quietly move down the hill on aninterception course. We had gone about fifty yards when he stopped and motionedme to hold. I could hear movement from our front left a short way off. Lookingin that direction I saw our quarry. She was moving cautiously through the trees.She would stop and look right and then left before continuing a short way thenscanning her front again. We had been fortunate in that she had missed us dueto some brush blocking her line of sight. She was now crossing our path andwe were to her left rear flank. She wasn't even looking our way anymore, concentratingon the area to her front. We began to move toward her and had closed to withinten yards when she either caught movement in the corner of her eye or heardsomething. She turned and looked Dave right in the eye, panicked and frozemomentarily, then turned and bolted. I had charged the instant she turned andtackled her before she took two steps. Dave stood and blew one long blast whichmeant stay away this one is ours. I found myself lying on top of a lovely youngwoman. She was naked except for shoes and a belt with water bottle. She smiledat me and offered herself by spreading her legs. I was not long in taking advantageof this and soon was riding her with her legs wrapped behind my back. Daveknelt next to us and fondled her breasts. Before long he had his turn at heras I didn't last long. After they finished she arose and we led her back toour blind. Dave offered her some food from our stash and we sat and talked.She belonged to a swingers group from out of state and had traveled here withher husband the previous day. She provided us with a contact number which Iwrote in a pocket notebook I had brought. We promised to get in touch later.She told us that several of the women contestants were prostitutes who thoughtthis might be their big break and most of others were club members like herself.She explained that she was here for the adventure and didn't expect to win.Dave moved over to Red at this point and pulled her down beside him. She movedone leg over his body reached down and inserted his hard member into her body.She rode him hard sitting upright. Then she leaned over and kissed him whilehe played with her small tight breasts. I knelt behind her and fingered heranus. After loosening her up I inserted my cock and we had a nice double penetration.We all three climaxed at almost the same instant and lay intertwined enjoyingthe feeling of closeness for a time. She then asked me to move, which I did.She stood and indicated that it had been more than five minutes and she didn'tsee a hard-on. Dave cautioned her about the large group to our east and handedher his binoculars. The group in the clearing was easily visible though thestaked out captive was hard to see with a group of about 30 men around her.Red, to my surprise did not head north. She turned toward the clearing andmoved in that direction. She had moved to within 50 yards of the action withoutbeing spotted. She then deliberately trod on a large branch making a snappingsound and when several of the crowd turned toward her broke into flight. Soonwe saw her being prodded into the clearing. I watched while she was stakedout along side of the brunette.
Dave and I decided to walk over and join the group in the clearing. As weapproached several men called out to Dave and welcomed us. The brunette wasa somewhat chunky gal of about thirty something. She was being fucked hardby a large man with an enormous cock. I recognized him as a bouncer at oneof the clubs which Jenny and I had attended when we first began our adventures.I remembered that he was one of the security personnel for the hunt and wonderedwho was watching the store. Looking around I saw two more of the clubs bouncerswatching from the woods. Red had two men using her and didn't seem to mindat all. In fact she was enjoying it thoroughly. One of the men had an electricprod which he waved about. When shifts were changing between fucks he wouldthreaten to poke red with it. She finally told him that if that's what turnedhim on he should do a good job of it and be sure to hit her clit. I thoughtshe was joking but was soon proved wrong when he placed the tip right on herengorged pussy and shot her a good jolt. She arched her back and screamed,but then made thrusting motions with her hips and encouraged the next loverto mount. She began to climax as soon as he did. The prod man then began toexperiment with her tits, shocking her nipples until the guy on top of Redtold him to bug off because he was getting some of the current.
We moved on as I was interested in finding Jenny. Although, we followed severalwhistles to gangbangs, we did not locate her. We began patrolling the woods,and even though we managed to locate several more un-whistled groups we stillcouldn't locate Jenny. It was getting dark so we went back to my car and gotDave's night vision goggles. We then drove out to the river where we foundDave's car. Neither of us could understand how it got there but figured thatBabs must have been the one who parked it there for some reason. We left thecars and moved toward the shack stopping about 500 yards away. Here we caughtour second captive. She had almost made it to the shack when we grabbed her.She was very angry and fought us like a tiger. I loved it. Since we were bothsomewhat worn out at this point we blew the whistle after we each had a turn,and left her with the group of guys who showed up.
We started back toward the cars then and noticed a large group near the riverwho had a fire going. On investigation we finally found Jenny. She was surroundedby over fifty men. She was enthusiastically participating, riding the guy onthe bottom while offering her mouth to another. A third man was behind herburied deep in her anus and just hanging on. Her hips moved like a pendulummaking his task difficult. As we watched the man receiving oral sex pulledout and shot onto Jenny's face. Another man moved to take his place. I pushedmy way into the fire and knelt beside Jenny. She assured me that she was fine,or as she put it; "best ever". So I decided to help. Reaching under her I foundher clit rod. She had pierced her clit vertically from top to bottom and worea jeweled rod through it length. I pulled and twisted on the rod until herclit looked like a pretzel. She was ecstatic; a little pain in her clit alwaysset her off. With my free hand I snagged a nipple ring and turned it twicearound making her tit develop a spiral pattern. She came harder. I knew thatonce she started to climax she would cum all night so I withdrew from the fireand watched from the edge of the crowd. Jenny's lovers would shoot their loadsinto her body then roll aside to be replaced by the next man. By morning shehad exhausted most of them and was still climaxing in a steady rhythm. I couldtell she was sore and tired but didn't want to quit yet as she could stillget her guys to make her cum a few more times. I found that I had recuperatedenough to achieve an erection from watching. I got in line and when my turncame, slid into the slipperiest cunt I have ever felt. She smiled down at meand made an extra effort please me. I could feel the cock of her anal partneras he moved within her. Watching her eyes as she came yet again set me off.Finally the last dick was soft and I helped her to her feet and we moved towardthe car. She was a mess, covered from head to foot with semen and absoluterivers of it running down her legs. There were scratches from branches on herbody, and leaves matted with cum in her hair. We had walked about fifty yardswhen she turned to me and suggested we move to the river. Thinking she wantedto bathe I readily agreed. Then I saw her true meaning when she the said, "Toolate. We didn't make in time." After enough sex Jenny eventually gets to thepoint where she can't cum any more and once that happens she loses interest.It had only happened once before after a massive gang bang one night at theclub. I looked up and saw a group of five men moving toward us. Jenny lay downin the grass and said "make it quick I'm very sore." I started to say thatshe was my captive and they should look elsewhere, when I caught the look onJenny's face. She wanted this last fuck for a sort of closing. I watched asshe took them on and proved to herself that she still could. We then movedto the river where she swam into the cool water and washed most of the slimefrom her body. When we got to the cars she explained that she had waited atthe barn with Babs until nightfall, and then moved along the shoulder of theboundary road to where Babs had left the car for her. This explained why itwas left there. Right from the start she had figured that most of the guyswould be patrolling the center at night. Turns out she was right. She madeit to the river with little trouble after dark, having to hide and wait forpassing guys only twice. Once at the river she moved along the safe area tothe shack, got the money token and returned to the car. She was surprised tofind our car there as well as Babs'. She then moved back into the hunting arealeaving the token in the trunk. She had seen the fire and allowed herself tobe captured. This had been when we found her.
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