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Chapter One - Vacation Plans

Rodger had dreamt his entire life of going to Alaska and bagging himself a big moose, or maybe even a mouton goat, with a full curl.

He had saved for this adventure for over twenty years, it was one of the few selfish things he had allowed himself to indulge in. Roger had been happily married to a beautiful woman named Amanda. They married early, raising two kids; Jesse who was a nineteen-year-old college sophomore, and Lora, an eighteen-year-old freshman in the same college as her brother.

They were good kids, yet Roger couldn’t help but think about how much he had sacrificed for them. Though he knew it was mostly his own fault, as he had not gone to college himself. Instead, he went straight to work after high school and married his high school sweetheart. Without a degree, he failed at achieving a high paying job and had to live a fair but lower-middle-class lifestyle.

Though they didn’t suffer, it seemed that they never had much to spare. That was because Roger selfishly saved all his change behind his family’s back – and then each month, he would put it into a savings account his wife knew nothing about. It added up over the years, and he was overjoyed when Amanda brought home a brochure for an Alaskan hunting experience that they would finally be able to afford for their twentieth anniversary.

Rodger’s years of toiling away had finally come to fruition, and he had never been happier or more excited. Amanda knew nothing of the funds he had saved over the years and decided to apply for a credit card to pay for it. It was only after she was approved that she told her loving husband about the trip. When Roger found out about this, he knew a credit card was the last thing they needed – so he broke the news about his savings. Amanda was initially resentful that he didn’t ever offer her money during times when she could have done with a little extra. But overall, she was excited with the knowledge that he had enough money saved to take them on a once-in-a-lifetime trip.

Rodger remembered celebrating for hours that night in their bed, he thought about how he was fucking her until she passed out from the pleasure. Amanda was a very sexual person, and most days he felt as though he couldn’t keep up, leaving her wanting more. This night was different.

Amanda was very pretty in Rodger’s eyes, he’d always thought her beauty was effortless. Amanda stood at five feet and four inches tall, weighing in at around 155 pounds. Most of her weight went to her breasts that she had used to feed both of their children, and Rodger too. They sagged quite a bit, but it wasn’t ever an issue on Roger’s radar.

She also had a nice round ass that was a great turn on to her loyal husband – now her legs, however, were spectacular and most likely her best asset.

Rodger had never cheated on her, or her on him. They had been completely faithful to one another for the twenty years they had been together. Rodger was in love with her as much today as when they first met. They were each other’s world, and they each believed they were each other’s soul mates.

The countdown to hunting season was long and tedious. Rodger had pre-paid for everything using his savings and left the credit card open for a rainy day.

He was expecting to go on this adventure himself, as his wife was not the outdoorsy type. She preferred to spend the day in the house cleaning, cooking and losing herself reading a good book – then going outside to watch the sunset.

However, she surprised Rodger when she booked the trip for two persons, and she had promised to come along though she assured Rodger that she would not do any of the hunting. She made him promise that she would not have to look at any of the murdered animals.

Rodger laughed before he eagerly agreed and made the promise. Truthfully, he was in a state of euphoria knowing she was coming with him. He had always loved his wife’s company, and for her not to be with him would have eaten him alive.

Chapter Two - The Trip

As the Boing 767 took off from New Orleans International airport, Rodger felt a mix of emotions. He had already started to miss their kids, Jesse and Lorie. However, he was still in a state of excitement knowing he would soon have his dream of seeing Alaska come to life.

The eleven-hour and fifty-five-minute flight to Juneau was both long and boring in comparison to his excitement to land. When they finally landed In Juneau Alaska, Rodger just wanted to run out of the airport – he was going to welcome the motel room and especially the bed.

After a good long rest and satisfying breakfast, they took a cab to a small airport on the outskirts of Juneau. There, they met their bush pilot Ray Davidson.

He took them to show off his DE Havilland Beaver. It was an older airplane with six seats, but that wasn’t what worried Amanda. She was about to freak out as the plane sat on skies, not wheels. Ray soothed her panic by reassuring them just how much time he had as a pilot and that the hunting lodge up north had nowhere to land with wheels.

Rodger thought it would be exciting to start their adventure with something new and fun. So, they climbed aboard the Beaver and buckled in tightly. It was very cold that day and every day they were there, so they took some good advice and dressed appropriately, each wearing thermal undershirts.

The flight was a little longer than they had expected, and it was very beautiful watching the tundra below with misty mountains in the distance. They spotted a herd of Carabao and Ray descended for a better look.

The trip probably could have been a lot shorter, but Ray loved showing them some of the most spectacular sights they had ever seen. Rodger and Amanda had headsets on so they could talk to each other as the engine and wind noise of the Beaver was so loud.

Amanda held on to her husband very tightly, she was enjoying the ride as much as her husband but was still very nervous. Ray told them that the lodge was ahead, and he was going to bring them in for a landing. Amanda grabbed Rodger’s arm, fearing that it could get rough, but Ray greased the landing well on the packed snow. It made for a great cushioned place to set the plane down.

Ray and a couple of other men, Doug Hill and Mike Train, unloaded a boatload of supplies from the aircraft. Neither Rodger nor Amanda could believe how much stuff was on the plane with them.

Then the owner of the lodge, Mr. Calloway, came out and introduced himself to them. He was friendly enough but took a lot of time staring at Amanda’s plump legs and ass. Roger thought it a bit offensive, but in his studies of Alaska throughout all the years of dreaming, he had found that the men outnumbered the women, fifteen to one.

Other things he had discovered about Alaska was that the former statistic had caused prostitution to be legalized, and a large percentage of the women both married and single, made extra money doing favors for needy men. He was told that married and single women both practiced in this and Alaska was very quietly known as the cuckold capital of the world.

Before the trip, Rodger had made sure Amanda knew that she would be asked while they were there to service strange men for money. He even told her she may be asked right in front of him.

“At my age and with my fat body?” She retorted.

“I have never turned it down and in fact, I will give you a hundred to get naked with me right now,” Was his witty response to her retort.

Amanda held out her hand. Rodger reached into his pocket and handed her a hundred-dollar bill.

She took the money stashed it quickly into her handbag and began to undress. She stopped him only taking time to insert her diaphragm in the bathroom, then she quickly returned. Amanda had no way of knowing why the fact that her husband just paid for her to fuck her was so damn erotic, this wasn’t a type of roleplay they had done before. But she was more turned on now than she could ever remember as she began to remove her top and bra at the same time.

Both of them were naked almost instantly, turned on beyond belief too.

Rodger pushed Amanda into the bed and began to grope her tits roughly. He slapped them and squeezed them, rubbing his big hands over her hard nipples. He didn’t think she would enjoy the roughness, but he figured he had paid for the privilege, so she was going to get what he wanted to give her. The idea was so erotic he couldn’t believe it.

He started to suck on her nipples, even the areolas were stiff as a board. He sucked hard; the sound of the sucking could have been heard from a distance. Rodger had always enjoyed Amanda’s large breasts, but today in particular manhandling her breasts was fantastic.

Amanda moaned in pleasure as her husband took her and used her. He had paid for the privilege of her body the way he wanted it. She was more turned on taen ever before as she felt him grope her breasts roughly and suck the nipples into his mouth, sending extreme waves of pleasure to her pussy.

He had never been that dominating. He had always been gentle and kind-hearted to her in bed; they made love. He never took, he just shared himself with her – but today was completely different. She felt out of control as he started to maneuver her to spread her legs wide so he would have access to her pussy.

Amanda knew he paid for the privilege, so she opened them willingly, allowing her sex to be at his disposal. She had never been promiscuous at all. She was rather shy and one could easily call her a prude far more accurately than a slut. As she felt her husband’s long slender cock enter her drenched pussy, she came instantly and wanted more.

“Fuck me like this is the last piece of ass you’ll ever get. This tight pussy is bought and paid for. Now use it and fuck it good!” Amanda called out, not knowing why, but saying the words out loud caused her to orgasm hard.

The side effect of her words was that they turned Rodger on too, so much so that he released into her unexpectedly and harder than he could ever remember cumming before. He had never heard her so aggressively turned on before.

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They were both taken to their room with their baggage to unpack, and they were told that dinner would be at five o clock in the evening. They could get something to eat almost twenty-four seven, the kitchen had deliberate times to eat. It was a small lodge and only accommodated eight persons at a time. That was part of the reason it was so costly.

The owner of the lodge, Mr.Calloway, took care of the rooms and helped cook. He only had two hired hands, and one guide, Brandon Curtis.

At dinner the first night, Rodger asked about the other hunters and was told that all six of the other hunters canceled at the last minute because of the impending storm.

Rodger and Amanda knew nothing of the storm and started to ask, the fact was that they were so excited about this trip that they hadn’t even contemplated checking the weather. A large storm was indeed heading in their direction.

Even with the storm though, both Mr. Calloway and Brandon (the hunting guide) assured Rodger that they would see moose, but they would have to go on short trips. The daylight in Alaska that time of year was very short-lived. So, at most, the trips would only last three hours. This was wise because the extreme temperatures could cause one to lose limbs from frostbite, and even fall asleep and die.

Rodger was also warned to make sure not to get lost, as being outdoors in Alaska this time of year could kill him as no one could survive the minus-six-degree Fahrenheit temperature for that long.

Even though Mr.Calloway, Doug and Mike seemed to be mild-mannered fellows that could easily be trusted, Brandon was quite different. There seemed to be something in his eyes that Rodger just couldn’t seem to trust, he had a seedy aura that Rodger couldn’t quite put his finger on. He eyeballed and ogled Amanda for a long time right in front of Rodger, the same as the other three did – but he did it with a hunger that the other men didn’t seem to possess.

Rodger tried to tell himself that maybe it was a long time since they had seen a woman – so no doubt that is why they wanted to ogle so much. It made him feel better that way. Plus, the fact that the two of them were the only guests at the lodge made him feel like an extra special guest.

Amanda seemed to be enjoying the ogling and lustful gazes though. Ever since she had sold her body to Rodger for the hundred bucks, she had wanted to be objectified more. Somehow it had woken some sort of inner slut she had buried deep inside her. Her pussy throbbed for more, and when she fantasized about being asked to sell it again to a random stranger, she thought if she thought she could get away with it, she just might do it. It was so dirty and forbidden to her, but the idea of it just kept her pussy wet. Every time she thought about the way she ‘sold’ her pussy to Rodger made it gush – she never knew how erotic feeling like a slut really was.

At dinner that night, Amanda dressed in one of her prettiest dresses. She told herself that she was trying to seduce Rodger but deep down she wanted to tease the four men that would be dining with was her. She just wanted to look good for all the men, with all eyes on her.

Her dress was short and stopped about five inches above her knees, it made her thighs look extraordinary. It was also lowcut, showing an ample amount of cleavage, but in a tasteful way. Every one of the men was getting a very good show and Amanda ate it up. It was about halfway through a marvelous meal that she had wished it was even lower cut, as all the men kept talking to her, and giving her all the attention she didn’t know she craved.

Rodger felt left out of place as Amanda was eating up the conversation and attracting all the attention of the men. He had an unexpected side effect though, his cock got hard watching his wife talk to and even subtly flirt with the four other men. He wanted her even more as he saw the desire for her in the other men’s eyes – the lust, the hunger. He wanted her so much, he could have taken her right then and there at the table.

Amanda giggled when he told her, “Keep this up and you will be in trouble tonight.”

And when he placed his hand on her leg about mid-thigh, Amanda opened her legs so he could have better access to her inner thighs.

No one could see under the table, so Roger slid his hand to her inner thighs and up as high as she would allow, lightly tracing his fingertips over her panties. However, she didn’t stop him even when he slid his finger under her wet panties, gently caressing her pussy lips and parting them to expose her clit.

Amanda reached over and put her hand on Rodger's lap, to unexpectedly find his cock as stiff as she had ever felt it. She briefly even thought it was something in his pocket, but then she felt the warmth radiate from it and knew that all these men staring and flirting with her was turning him on.

Amanda decided to push the envelope, and though her brain was telling her not to. She loosened the wrap-around dress and pulled the opening wider, revealing as much cleavage as her bra would allow.

Everyone heard the men moan as she spread her legs farther, and displayed her breasts for everyone’s pleasure. Rodger could not only sense the uneasiness all four of the men were in, but he could also feel the teasing nature come from his wife for the first time in her life.

Rodger was afraid that they might have been getting over their heads a little bit, between her flirty nature and the way she was teasing all the men at the lodge. He was no slouch himself though, working out three times a week, religiously – but these men never worked out. Their everyday life was more of a workout than the most rigorous of Rodger’s workouts at home. He knew that if it came down to it, these men would turn him into Swiss cheese, especially Brandon.

Amanda’s pussy gushed again, as she opened her dress a slight bit more for the men’s viewing pleasure. She wished she had a blouse on instead of the dress. That way she could pop buttons instead of pulling the opening apart. She had never felt like this before and didn’t know why she wanted to act like such a slut.

She wondered if maybe the wine had been getting to her head. She never knew she had such a she-wolf wanting to get out. Well, that was until Rodger handed her that ‘C note’ anyway. She had kept it to remember how outright sensational she had felt, selling her husband a piece of her own ass.

Amanda knew for some reason that if things were different, she would have let all five men have their way with her right then. She thought about it the whole time, of being objectified by a group of men, each dying to dip their hard cock inside her. But she was married, happily, too. She loved Rodger, and there wasn’t anything she wouldn’t do for him.

She squeezed Rodger’s abnormally hard cock through his pants and twisted it as she knew he liked. If she had given it a couple of strokes, he would probably cum in his pants.

Amanda made a mental note to wear her short skirt and white blouse tomorrow and was debating with herself if she would wear a bra or not. Something about her bare swollen breasts and hard nipples being sat behind just a thin layer of fabric made her ever so horny.

The men started flirting hard at the table with her, and she gave it right back, despite her husband being right next to her. She would playfully elbow him in the ribs to make him think that she was just having fun, but inside she knew she wanted a lot more. She didn’t know where these feelings came from, but she knew they were starting to become an obsession.

Rodger listened to them and was wondering why he wasn’t getting angrier, but for some reason – he felt so damn horny that he was looking forward to her getting worked up. He wondered if it was all the cuckold stories he had been reading, that planted a seed in his mind, which was now growing into cuckold desire. He hoped to get another piece of ass like he did at home a few days before they left.

After dinner was over, Amanda asked if the men needed help.

They declined her offer by telling her, “only if you bend over the dishwasher all night.”

Rodger was ready to sing when they declined her offer to help, so he took her to their room and in no time, he pushed her onto the bed. Amanda jumped up and held her hand out to stop him, which he did.

“Rodger? You want my body? You want to fuck me and use me like your filthy little fuck doll?” She teased.

“Fuck, yes,” he answered back.

Amanda held out her hand with a smile.

Rodger knew what she wanted. So, he grabbed his pants and pulled out another C-note and handed it to her. She stashed it quickly and surrendered herself to her husband once more, just as she did the first time.

“Come on you fucking John… fuck your whore,” She started, not wanting to wait this time. Rodger drove into her mercilessly and didn’t slow down. Again, he was surprised Amanda didn’t stop him or even slow him down. She was enjoying being roughly taken. He pulled his long slender cock out of her and then rammed it into her with force. He could hear her moan and squeal as he pistoned into her.

Rodger could hear her orgasms, they started deep in her throat and then burst out her mouth –and he knew that the other men could hear them too. He figured he had paid for the privilege to fuck his own wife so that is what he did. Ramming into her, hard and deliberate.

“Oh, fuck your whore Roger, I am your dirty whore,” She called out sending both herself and her husband over the edge and into an Olympic-size orgasm that lasted a while, the dizzying cocktail of hormones inside them both went off like fireworks, causing them both to nearly faint from exhaustion.

Chapter Three - Day Two

All the men had knowing smiles on their faces the next morning as Amanda and Rodger sat at the breakfast table. They were waiting in anticipation for the couple to show up. All four men sat with them chuckling with each other over what they had heard the night before.

The friendly banter was gracious until Brandon said, with a serious look on his face, “I bet you I could have made her squeal louder.”

Both Rodger and Amanda ignored the comment and Rodger asked, “do you think we will get that moose today?”

Brandon glared at Rodger and said nothing, but Mr. Calloway said, “I’ll bet you get something, but whatever it is, be grateful.”

Rodger, feeling uneasy at Brandon’s comment said, “yea, I will be happy to just pull the trigger. Even if it is a Karabo.”

“Or a rabbit,” Brandon antagonized.

Evidently, he wasn’t done twisting the dagger he had planted in Rodger with his first comment.

Mr. Calloway and the other men seemed to ignore his comment. But Rodger knew he was calling him less of a man. Rodger didn’t like it. But what could he do about it? He thought about skipping going hunting altogether and just waiting for the plane to come get them, yet his dream of bagging the big Moose was not going to die. There were only three more days to go, and Rodger wanted to get the moose first and definitely before he left Alaska.

What was starting to bother him, was the overwhelming urge he had to protect his wife, he didn’t know why this urge washed over him. It felt sinister.

Rodger did get on board a machine. It fit two people and rifles comfortably, and it had an efficient heater. The machine had tracks instead of wheels, and Rodger was reassured that it could never get stuck.

He knew that the most dangerous part of being in Alaska, and especially this time of year, was getting caught outdoors for too long without heat. Rodger brought extra matches and a can of Sterno just in case, but he had no intentions of becoming stranded in the Alaskan wilderness.

Brandon drove the machine with great skill, and Rodger was glad he had control as he had no idea how to drive this bizarre vehicle of sorts.

As they made their way through the tundra and out about the countryside, Rodger enjoyed the spectacular vistas, and enjoyed the heat of the vehicle just as much. Though it was first light, it was actually about mid-day.

Brandon made his way to a meadow and showed Rodger some signs of animal tracks. He took Rodger behind some rocks and they lit a can of Sterno to stay warm, putting a canvas cloth over the top of them, sort of like a makeshift dear stand.

It didn’t take long before the men were toasty and warmed up enough to relax as they looked out for the unlucky moose that Rodger had hoped to spot. Brandon told Rodger he had to leave and check on some things but would be back well before nightfall to pick him and his moose up to take them back to the lodge.

Rodger was grateful that he had started to act more like a human being than the apex predator he was the night before and this morning. He soon heard the machine start and move away.

It didn’t take too long before Rodger smelled something foul. It smelt like rotten food, and became so overpowering that he came out of the shelter to see what it was. As he made his way up, he found a dump. It was stinking up the area – but as he crested the small levee that sheltered the dump from view, he saw a sloth of bears.

These bears weren’t small brown or black bears. They weren’t even the large polar bears with majestic white fur coats. No, these were the very much feared Kodiak Grizzly Bears. There were about three of them. They stood ten feet tall and easily weighed one thousand pounds or more.

All Rodger wanted to do was to run like the wind. ‘Why the hell would a guide leave a man here by himself with all these bears?’ he thought.

Chapter Four - 'Put out or else...'

As soon as Brandon and Rodger left to hunt for the day. Mr. Calloway approached Amanda.

“I sure hope all goes well with them today.”

“Oh, what could go wrong?” Amanda asked naively.

He smiled a sinister smile. “Oh, a lot of things.”

“Like what?” she asked, starting to become concerned.

“Well, you know how dangerous it is to be caught outside at night here. Not to mention there are killer bears too,” he said while pointing to a stuffed Kodiak Grizzly Bear that stood in his lodge. “That one isn’t even a large one,” He continued, trying to become intimidating.

“Oh, I’m sure he’ll be fine,” Amanda said, trying to reassure herself. She knew that Rodger was a real outdoorsman. She knew he could take care of himself if necessary. But then again, he had never been to Alaska, and the creatures of the land here sounded so forbidding.

“Are you telling me that there may be a problem?” She finally asked.

Mr. Calloway smiled like it was the happiest day of his life.

“Oh no, sweetheart. As long as Brandon is with him, nothing can happen to him.” He smiled a smile she couldn’t read. “Let's just hope Brandon is happy keeping up with your husband.”

Amanda didn’t know what to think of his statement. She felt like he was threatening her somehow, and she didn’t know how until the front door of the lodge opened and in walked Brandon by himself.

“Where’s Rodger?” Amanda demanded.

Brandon smiled that sinister smile that seemed to be part and parcel of his persona.

“Safe for now, but I can’t know just how long he will stay that way.”

Mr. Calloway looked on with a smile.

Amanda demanded, “go get him now, what the hell are you doing?”

But Brandon just smiled and said. “Why should I? What’s in it for me?”

“It’s your job to keep us safe, isn’t it?”

“There are hunting accidents all the time. I certainly hope that doesn’t happen to Rodger,” He responded in a cold voice.

He and Mr. Calloway both laughed, and then he said, “Tell you what beautiful. You have been showing off your assets quite a bit here. You let us guys play with them and I will go and make sure that nothing bad happens to your Rodger.” He sneered at her, “how does that sound?”

Amanda was aghast. She didn’t know what to say or do. Just yesterday, she wanted these men. Now, they were going to take her.  She would have had sex with them anyway, but to be given an ultimatum kind of changed the whole dynamic. In fact, it made it more exciting.

Two things happened. First her pussy gushed a lake into her panties. And second, she fell down onto the sofa, unable to stand on her own.

“Where did you leave him, Brandon?” Mr. Calloway asked knowing the answer already.

“By the dump. You know where we got that grizzly,” He answered pointing to the stuffed bear.

Amanda knew he was telling her the truth. She had never been more scared.

“Ok, if I do what you want. You will go get him now and I mean right now!” Amanda demanded angrily.

“So, you agree to do what we want? You agree to sell us some pussy?”

“Anything you want,” Amanda said looking down.

“Prove it!” Brandon and Mr. Calloway both asked in unison.

“Please just go get my husband,” she begged.

Mr. Calloway walked around behind her, he put his arms around her waist and then raised his hands to her breasts and began to grope them over her top. Though Amanda flinched by his touch, she held fast letting him grope her. She knew her husband would be in danger if she didn’t let them have their way with her.

Then, he pulled her tight against him. She could feel his hard cock in his pants. She had seen the outline of it several times as she had displayed herself for them to ogle. But now she had to pay for her teasing.

He whispered in her ear, “One, you are not to tell your husband what is going on, got that?”

“Yes.”

“Two, you will dress as instructed until you leave,” He said sternly as he continued to grope her tits.

“Yes,” she said, obediently.

“Three. You must do as you are told. Any questions?” He asked, as he reached into her dress and pulled out one of her saggy breasts for all to see.

“No,” she answered but then asked. “Please will you go get my husband?”

Brandon said, “ok, sure, but I am going to fuck you right in front of your husband tonight.”

Amanda was unable to say or act in any way.

“Hey, Mr. Calloway, break her in good for us while I am away. Get her good and ready for a really good fuck in about an hour.”

Mr. Calloway smiled and replied, “gladly.” Then he gently encouraged her to the lodge’s large sofa and bent her over the arm of it. He pulled her panties down slightly, just enough to expose her very willing sopping pussy.

Amanda had no idea of why she was in this position, but as it unfurled before her, she could only think how she had wanted it. She had wanted to be fucked by these men. She had never been with anyone but Roger and getting fucked by them was something she wanted to do since their arrival. But she had kept that to herself.

She didn’t expect to be pushed into it. She thought about trying to seduce them. She did not know how, though. Now she was going to be taken. She was going to be used by these men. And Brandon would be taking her right in front of her husband Rodger tonight.

She could not know how he had planned to do that. She wasn’t supposed to tell her husband about any of this. How on earth was he just expected to be an anonymous cuckold while she fucked Brandon in front of him?

The most perplexing part of this wasn’t the fact that she was going to be taken, or the fact that it would be in front of her husband. The most perplexing part was, she wanted it. Mind and body, she wanted to be taken. She wanted both Brandon and Mr. Calloway to take and use her like the cheap two-dollar slut she felt she was. Her own body was betraying her, her nipples were so hard they hurt. She could feel her own wetness trickling down her inner thighs.

As Mr. Calloway bent her over the arm of the sofa. Amanda only wanted to feel how big his cock was.

As these thoughts raced through her mind, Mr. Calloway had gotten his pants down his ankles and stood behind her. She felt Mr. Calloway start to push the head of his erection against her pussy, he slapped it against her a few times before he ultimately impaled her with his cock. It felt like a four by four going inside of her, he was much wider than Rodger – though it seemed like he only went half as deep.

Short and fat. She knew. Mr. Calloway started to fuck her with shorter strokes than she had been used to, but that was to be expected with his shorter cock. She felt her orgasm building hard into her gut as he kept stretching out her cunt walls and lips. This was the first time ever that anyone other than her husband had been inside her. No one had ever even touched her until or since her husband.

Mr. Calloway fucked her pussy mercilessly and fast, he wanted to finish before Brandon came back. With each short and fast stroke, his climax was building until he exploded, he came hard and filled her up while his cock throbbed. Amanda worried and hoped that her diaphragm was working properly. She had put it in when Rodger paid her to fuck him the second time.

She stayed in the same position over the arm of the sofa, when she heard a voice.

“That was hot. Do we get a shot at her?”

She wasn’t sure if it was Doug or Mike, but she didn’t care. She wanted them both.

She wasn’t expecting what happened next though. Mr. Calloway dropped a hundred-dollar bill next to her head and said to both the young men that were about to take her

“You can have her as much as you can afford to pay her.”

She saw the second hundred laid beside her. She didn’t care whether it was Mike or Doug who won the race to get it out of their wallet and pay up first. She just wanted to be the whore she was. She wanted someone to impale her again.

Amanda had been a proper virgin when she wed. She had been a good girl all through school, and she had been a faithful wife. Now, she was experiencing something that she missed in high school, and beyond. She was enjoying being claimed and knew she had two more men that would fuck her yet tonight, and that small bit of knowledge made her pussy want more.

She knew from the voice that it was Mike fucking her next. He was still far short of Rodger, yet not nearly as thick as Mr. Calloway. After Mr. Calloway’s fat cock, she didn’t know if she couldn’t compare the thickness of Rodger.

Mike was half their age; he was nineteen and one year older than her own daughter. He was the same age as her son. He impaled her with a cock that seemed smaller than all she had ever had, but it still felt really good inside her, even relieving after Mr. Calloway’s fat cock. He got straight to it and fucked her hard and came quickly. Splashing all over her ass.

Amanda actually laughed at the young eagerness and clumsiness of the way he fucked her. She knew it wasn’t over yet, and really at this point wanted it to continue.

She was amazed how quickly the next C-note dropped next to her head from Doug and she felt him impale her quickly and forcibly. He was just like Mike. He fucked her quickly and hard, plowing into her with a lust only someone being fucked by a horny teen would know.

He, of course, came quickly and fell out of her. She stood up then and looked at Mr. Calloway and said, “I need a shower.”

He nodded and said. “No problem. I have to start dinner.”

Chapter Five - Daddy’s Home

Amanda came out of the shower, blow-dried her hair and got dressed in a skirt and white blouse, braless. She made it down the stairs into the lobby just as her husband walked in.

She could see the fear in his eyes and rushed towards him.

“Are you ok, baby?” She cried as she wrapped him in her arms.

Their lips met and passion ignited. She jammed her tongue down his throat and all that had happened previously vanished in a flash. She suddenly wanted her husband to make love to her. She wanted him, and she wanted him now.

Rodger had the day from hell. He found his way back to the shelter, but knew he had been set up. He checked his weapon and found what he had expected. No shells. Brandon had taken them. He had managed to make his way about halfway back following the tracks from the machine they had arrived in. No moose of course. When he saw the machine coming to get him, he was glad it had no ammunition as he probably would have killed Brandon.

Brandon explained that he was lucky to be alive, and gave him a line of shit. He told him that things at the camp are going to change for the foreseeable future. He was told that his wife Amanda was now their whore and would not be interfered with by Roger.

He made sure to add that if there was a problem with it, then he could stay out there in the wilderness. It was the same ultimatum they had given Amanda. Rodger knew there was nothing he could do.

Then Brandon told Rodger, “your wife cannot know about this talk. And as far as she knows, you are going to bag a moose soon.”

Rodger knew he didn’t have a choice. When the pilot came by then he could go to the law and file charges. But until then, there was nothing to be done. So, he agreed.

When Rodger saw his wife, he knew that she had been with other men. She had never been before but now she was their whore. The worst part of it was that if he wanted to make love to his wife, he would have to ask Brandon in front of his wife to, “please let me fuck your whore.” In those words.

Plan ‘B’ was to call the law in as soon as he could. So, he would bide his time. He just hoped Amanda would hold up. She had been a virgin when they were married and she was never promiscuous. This was a slight issue when they were younger because she was inexperienced, but he watched her appetite and skill grow over the years. Now, she would be expected to have sex with four other men.

Neither one of them were to tell the other about being blackmailed. The air was thick with secrets.

They all walked to the dining room table and took their seats. Brandon, the only man that hadn’t fucked her yet, sat to her left. And Rodger to the right.

Even though Rodger knew she had already had sex with another man, he was amazed she filled her plate and ate a hearty meal. Actually, she was eating more than she would normally. She was also in what seemed to be in good spirits, though she could hardly look her husband in his eyes.

Her husband put his hand on her legs like he had always done and noted her apprehension. He looked down and noted Brandon’s hand was already on her other leg. Rodger actually felt tears stinging his eyes as he knew he could do nothing but watch.

All the men kept asking stupid questions of Rodger and expecting an answer. He did his best to keep up, but anyone could tell he wasn’t at his best.

After dinner and clean up, Mr. Calloway brought Rodger a drink. He was told to drink up, but he sipped it like he always did and went into the lobby as instructed.

Brandon came into the room holding Amanda’s hand. He slowly danced with her, leaving his fingerprints all over her body. Then he positioned her on his lap as he sat in a chair across from the drugged husband. He began to grope her breasts and take them out of her top, before turning her so that he could kiss them and suck on her nipples.

Amanda didn’t think she would enjoy this. However, for some reason, she was thoroughly enjoying the fucking she got from the three men, especially the young ones. They both fucked her two more times after the first. They would have fucked her again but Mr. Calloway forbade them; He informed them that their hundreds had run out.

Amanda would have been glad to let them fuck her for free two or three more times. It was really that good. In fact, in the mental ‘pros and cons’ list she had thought up about her experiences thus far, there were no cons. Having her husband across from her as she was groped by strange men was not a con, neither was taking four cocks and all their cum in the space of a couple of hours. The fact of the matter was that this experience made her feel electric.

She looked over at Rodger and he looked passed out. But Mr. Calloway woke him up in time for the show.

After stripping Amanda completely naked, he made her get on her knees and suck his cock for a good while, positioned between his legs. She had sucked Rodger’s cock several times but really didn’t enjoy it much, Roger knew this and never asked her, it was a rare pleasure when she did.

As Amanda sucked Brandon’s cock, he pointed to Mark, who excitedly dropped his pants and got behind Amanda. She was ordered to go sans panties. So, he just rammed his cock into her.

She was still soaked as Mark started to fuck her, with the residual cum from earlier that evening still coating her walls. He fucked her the same way, hard and fast. He came again and pulled out, but not before Amanda had audibly come two more times. Then Brandon pointed to Doug. He did the same thing to her.

Amanda couldn’t keep from coming. She felt five great orgasms as the boys fucked her again and couldn’t hold back for three of them. She screamed out three of her orgasms even with Brandon’s cock still in her mouth. She didn’t really want to sound too pleased, but she couldn’t help it.

Then, Brandon was ready. He got up and walked Amanda to her husband. He made her lie over him and kiss him a few times. 

“Whore, take my cock with your left hand and put it in your pussy, and at the same time kiss your husband,” Brandon ordered.

Amanda followed his instructions to the letter. Taking the hand that her wedding ring was on and putting another man’s cock into her cunt. Then she guided it inside her wet pussy. She followed obediently, letting Brandon fuck her as she laid in her husband’s lap.

Finally, after Brandon came inside her, with his cum dripping out of her sore hole, Amanda and her husband made it to their room. Amanda took a long hot shower and removed her diaphragm as instructed.

Amanda believed she was through for the night. She lay with her husband and snuggled to him, feeling some guilt because she had sex with four other men. She tried to rationalize the experience, but even though she knew that she was pushed into doing it, it still wasn’t enough – mainly because she had enjoyed them all, every last one of the men that had fucked her, even Brandon.

All throughout school, with her strict Catholic upbringing, she had been told how awful being a slut would be. Now, she believed that she had been lied to. She felt alive. Yes, she was a slut and a whore, but she was alive. Something had woken inside her and all she wanted was more. Her sexual appetite was an insatiable beast. She felt wonderful because she felt hot, she felt sexy she felt like a beautiful woman. She was wanted, attractive, and mostly empowered. She had what several men wanted and by God, they had to go to her to get it.

She told herself she was doing it for her husband in order to rationalize the experience and alleviate any subconscious shame. But tonight, after she fucked Brandon for the first time, she knew her husband was safe and would continue to be, whether she gave it up or not, but she wanted to.

Amanda fell asleep for only a short time before she felt hands on her. She looked up into Brandon’s eyes and knew he wanted some more.

“Let me get up,” she whispered.

“No!” he insisted. “Here and now.”

Amanda was lying right next to her husband. She could not believe it, but Brandon mounted her missionary style and began to fuck her. It took him just a few moments before he came inside her again, but he came hard. Amanda came too, but she held back any verbal outcries.

Brandon got up from her after he was done and left the room, barely saying a word.

Amanda was in utter disbelief as she had fucked a man with her husband right next to her, in the same bed. For the first time, she began to feel so awful for him that she shed tears until she was able to go back to sleep.

Chapter Six. The day before it was over

Amanda had taken care of all four men for the last four days. They wanted sex with her a lot. Unfortunately, the younger men ran out of money so they wouldn’t have fucked her for the last two days. Amanda felt bad for them watching Mr. Calloway and Brandon fuck her several times a day, and them doing without. So, she led them both to her room where she started sucking Doug’s cock, Mike got the idea and started to fuck her from behind. They spit-roasted her until she came several times and both the boys filled her mouth and pussy.

They did this several times, and she began coming better than either of the two men. And in fact, only Rodger had made her come better – but not every time he fucked her though.

The storm passed and the sun burnt brightly for the four or so hours it was up each day. Mike and Doug used a special machine to pack the snow so the planes could use the landing field the next day. Neither Rodger nor Amanda mentioned their plans to call the law the second they made it back to Juneau.

Soon after the small runway was packed down, Amanda saw a small piper cub land on the snow-packed landing strip. She had hoped that it was the plane arriving for them – but lost all hope when a man in a sheriff’s uniform stepped out.

To Amanda’s and Roger’s surprise, the sheriff walked right into the resort. Both Roger and Amanda watched him with great curiosity as he talked to Mr. Calloway and Brandon. Soon after, Amanda was called into the room.

“There she is, Sheriff. What do you think?”

“Damn, gentlemen, she is hot as hell.” Then the sheriff took out a hundred-dollar bill and held it up to Amanda.

All Amanda knew to do at this point was to take it. She took the sheriff upstairs and he quickly dropped his pants around his ankles and fucked her.

Up until this point, Amanda had truly reveled in the men wanting her so much and so often. She enjoyed all the sex, all the attention. She enjoyed all the orgasms, especially the ones from the boys. She knew now what different men felt like inside her. Amanda enjoyed being brutally fucked by some and gently by others. She learned different positions too. She had never read the Kama Sutra or done anything even remotely similar. She only loved and been with one man and had learned more from the men that were taking her several times a day.

Amanda felt different when the sheriff came around and paid her to fuck her. She had always felt dirty and slutty but liked most of those feelings.  The fact that the sheriff was an agent of the law made the whole affair seem suffocating, She thought to herself that she had enjoyed the last few days. She thought she was going to file a complaint against the lodge but fucking the man she would be filing a complaint against would certainly undermine the process. To her it really didn't matter though, the Sherif was quite skilled in filling a woman's pussy with a cock almost as big as Mr. Calloway's. 

Amanda did note that the sheriff asked her if all the men that she had sex with had paid her properly. 

When she answered in the affirmative, he continued, "That is good because as long as your accepting the money, then there would be no complaints. If anyone tried to NOT pay you for your services then they could get into trouble." 

Amanda knew that this would be the end of making a complaint. She smiled to herself thinking, How can I keep this up when we get home? 

Rodger could only watch the sheriff take his wife upstairs to fuck her, but his heart couldn’t break any further. What could he do but watch and listen as they had left the door open as a show of power?

Chapter Seven - Last Day

It was the last night of the hunting trip. Everyone gathered in the lobby. Brandon made sure everyone, and especially Rodger, was there that day.

Had Amanda known what was to transpire that night, she probably would have backed out. Alas, she was there, and in one of her sexiest dresses. With the way everybody was gathered, she figured she was going to be gang banged in front of Rodger, or something of the sort. The idea of a gang bang turned her on, but she wished they wouldn’t do it in front of her husband.

The party started with a couple of jello shots each.

Amanda was laid on a long table after she was stripped to her panties. Mr. Calloway popped some of the jello shots from their packaging and placed several cold jello shots directly on each of her tits, and all over her belly.

The men took turns slurping the jello shots directly from her skin. They made sure to put their hands on her pubic mound while doing it until Amanda opened her legs to let them grope her pussy.

Rodger could see that Amanda was enjoying all the attention and enjoying having her nipples sucked as each of the men made sure not to miss any of the jello.

The game went on for a long time before Amanda got up and almost screamed, “I need to be fucked right now!”

Brandon held everyone back as he approached her. Before announcing to the crowd. “Listen up everyone. Today we are going to have a deflowering.”

Amanda laughed at the though of how slutty she had been, were they going to think she was a virgin?

“That’s right.” Brandon reiterated. “We are all going to take Amanda’s anal virginity.”

Amanda was shocked. She did tell Brandon that she had never had a cock in her ass before, but she didn’t expect him to do this. She had just started to become excited about the event that was going to transpire.

Rodger, on the other hand, felt his whole world sink into a never-ending abyss of darkness and despair. He had all but begged Amanda to give him her anal virginity, and she had always refused, citing pain as her reason. Now, he would watch as every man but him would fuck her tight ass for the first time ever.

Rodger expected her to complain as they positioned her into the doggy position, with her ass high in the air. But as she was absent of any sort of resistance, his despair ran deeper.

Amanda still hadn’t complained by the time Mr. Calloway took a large amount of lube and put it on the virgin hole she was offering them. The set-up was almost ceremonial.

Brandon initiated by inserting his lubed-up finger into her tight hole several times before she became comfortable with it, by which point he inserted a second finger in her ass. He held his fingers there for some time, trying to stretch them apart while in her ass. Amanda let out a moan as she felt all the nerves in the walls of her anal cavity being stimulated by Brandon’s wet fingers.

After she became comfortable with the two fingers fucking her ass, Brandon called over to Mike.

“Mike, you have the smallest cock of all of us here, you go first, break her in for us good.”

Mike seemed honored as he got behind the woman and pressed his average size cock into her, inch by inch. “Oh, it is so tight,” He moaned out.

Amanda felt his cock enter her hole no man had ever been inside. She felt guilty that it wasn’t Rodger’s cock taking her anal virginity, but she wasn’t given that choice. Then she felt hot liquid spurt into her bowels. She knew her tight hole was too much for the young man to last long. However, she didn’t have to wait long before Doug was called to deposit a second load of cum into her bowels. He didn’t even last as long as Mike did.

Then, it was Mr. Calloway’s turn. He came forward and unzipped his trousers, letting them fall before putting his fat cock into Amanda’s ass hole. She came instantly from how much she was stretched, it was her first anal orgasm ever, but she came as hard. It had filled her body unexpectedly and shot out her mouth with a scream that she had never made before.

Amanda had heard that anal orgasms were far more powerful than vaginal orgasms, but had never experienced one until this point.

Brandon decided it would be his turn at the same time. He stood next to Mr. Calloway and they each took turns dipping into her ass and getting a few pumps in. Mr. Calloway grew impatient when Brandon continued, he attempted to push Brandon to the side, but Brandon told him to wait for ten more seconds as he was about to shoot a huge load inside her. Mr. Calloway watched patiently, stroking his fat cock until he was ready to fill Amanda’s ass too.

Amanda was well fucked that night, as she sat on the toilet squeezing out all the cum they had shot into her bowels. Most of it just dribbled right out, but she spent a while in the bathroom to make sure none would trickle down her legs.

The next day after the Beaver landed, Ray asked and paid Amanda a hundred bucks to fuck him before they got on board the airplane that would take them back to Juneau.

The flight to Juneau Alaska was awkward the whole time they were in the air. Rodger didn’t notice the scenery or anything along the way. He just wanted to get the fuck out of Alaska. His dream trip had become his worst nightmare.

They finally got aboard the Boing 767 and prepared for the eleven-hour-and-fifty-five-minute flight home. Would it be a home anymore?