Deer Slayer

It might not be what every guy found attractive, but there was just something about Jennifer decked out in camo. Even under the thick coveralls her curvy shape managed to come through loud and clear. Today would be her day. He was going to make sure she got her first deer.

She was excited. He could tell from her non-stop chatter on the ride. He just listened. Her enthusiasm was contagious. Not every woman was willing to go the extra mile for their guy but she always wanted to try what interested him. She had come with him earlier in the season, and just sat and watched. She took some amazing photos of the wildlife and the sunsets. Then later, they had spent a day just shooting at targets so she could get the feel for the rifle. And amazingly, she had enjoyed it.

It was about a 40 minute drive from town, but Jason had the perfect spot of woods picked out for their adventure. The deer were plentiful and the shoot house made the perfect place for her to get her first kill. He turned off onto the dirt road and drove up to the locked gate. They’d leave the truck here and walk in so not to alert the deer to their presence.

She hoped out of the truck and tucked her shoulder length red hair up under her hat. She had a gleam in those baby blues. They walked quietly into the woods. He let her move ahead of him as they reached a narrow part of the path. He couldn’t help but watch as her hips swayed side to side.

When they reached the shoot house he let her take a seat and told her where to watch. If they got lucky the buck he’d been watching would make his appearance again today. He’d been strolling into the clearing about sunset to feed for the last few days.

Her cheeks were tinged pink from the crisp winter air. But she sat without complaining as they waited. Jason moved closer to her, pulling her against him to help warm her. He ran his hands up and down her arms.

“That feels good,” she whispered. “If you keep that up, I might get distracted.”

He smiled. “You’re hunting your prey. I’m working on mine.”

It was very cozy in their blind. Her body rubbed against his as she reached for a bottle of water. His hand brushed her thigh as he adjusted his seat. All afternoon, the little touches and the buzz of adrenaline were taking their toll on both of them. If the buck didn’t show soon, he was going to go hunting for something way better right here within reach.

Another 15 minutes passed and the sun was starting to set low in the sky. Then he appeared; stopping right at the edge of the tree line. Jennifer almost squealed but caught herself. She looked at Jason and he motioned for her to just watch and wait. They could see the buck sniff the air before cautiously moving farther into the clearing. She was fixated on the deer. He turned. It was the perfect shot. Jason touched her shoulder. Jennifer raised the rifle. She took a deep breath. He could feel the tension in her. Jason just waited. Not wanting to rush her or the moment.

She squeezed and the sound exploded but she hit her mark. The deer started and ran back into the woods, but Jason knew she’d delivered the kill shot. She was quiet for a moment. The she jumped up, squealed and grabbed him,

“I did it. I did it.” She just kept saying it over and over. He grabbed her and pulled her into a deep hot kiss. Her tongue immediately slipped inside his mouth. Boy, but she could kiss. He slipped his hands into her hair knocking her cap to the floor. He loved letting his fingers tangle in those thick tresses.

“If you don’t stop that, we’re both going to do it,” he said as he reluctantly pulled himself away from her. “Now we’ve got to go find your deer.”

They left the shoot house and went in search of the kill. The blood trail was easy to follow and her shot had been right on target. The deer had fallen just inside the deep brush.

“I’ll go pull the truck down as far as I can so that we don’t have to carry it too far,” Jason said.

After walking out, he unlocked the gate then drove down to the clearing. He grabbed a flashlight as he left the F-150. It was getting dark. He walked towards Jennifer who was sitting on the ground with the deer’s head in her lap.

“Now for the hard part; hauling this big guy out to the truck. You’re going to put all those workouts into practice now,” he said.

She picked up the front legs and he got the hind quarters. They walked slowly towards the truck. By the time they reached it the crisp winter air wasn’t feeling so cool anymore. They’d both warmed up while loading the buck into the back of the truck.

He cranked the vehicle so that it would be warming and walked around to Jennifer’s side. He helped her load up the rifles. She had unzipped her coveralls after their hike out of the woods. Her breasts were all but begging to be touched. He just couldn’t resist reaching out and dragging the zipper a little farther down.

He slid his hand inside, enjoying the feel of her smooth skin. She pressed herself against him as her hands wound around his waist. He bent and found her mouth as his hands worked their way up and found a hard nipple. He pinched it between his thumb and finger and he felt as much as heard her moan into his mouth.

He turned her around so that her back was against his chest. Then he worked her coveralls down from her shoulders to her elbows. This position kept her arms pinned almost behind her so that he had unrestricted access to her body. Her pushed her back against the truck. The position forced her chest out and he couldn’t resist sliding the cups of her lacey pink bra to the side. What a contrast finding hot pink lingerie under camouflage coveralls.

He leaned in and let his mouth wander down the side of her neck. He felt her shiver against him, but knew it wasn’t from the cool night air. He let his tongue slip lower, leaving a wet trail from her shoulder to her tit. Her nipple was so perky, just right for his mouth. He circled it with his tongue. Flicking it, then swirling before biting down on it.

“I think I’m the one being hunted now,” Jennifer said breathlessly.

“I think you’re already caught in the trap,” he said.

Jason continued moving back and forth between her 36Cs. Then let his mouth wander lower, leaving a trail of hot kisses across her stomach. She was writhing under his touch. He slowly stood.

“Those coveralls are in my way,” he growled at her, then worked his hand inside them. She felt his hand slip inside her thin satin panties. The coveralls kept his hand pressed tight against her, not allowing him much room to maneuver. Yet, he managed to find her center as he slipped a finger deep inside.

“Someone most have been excited by the hunting trip,” he grinned, feeling her wet and ready for him already. He slid his hand from her pants and wiggled his finger in front of her mouth. She opened her mouth and sucked it in; tasting her on him was always a treat. He felt his cock swell as her tongue moved around his finger. He could almost feel it sliding up and down his cock doing the same dance.

He pulled his finger free of her delicious mouth and finished unzipping the coveralls. He released her arms and worked the material over her hips. None of his other hunting buddies came to the woods in a hot pink thong. He slipped her feet free and admired her body in the moonlight. He saw her shiver.

He opened the door to the truck. Some slow country song was playing on the radio. The warm air instantly hit them. He reached for her and sat her up on the seat. He pulled her until her hips were sitting on the edge of the seat. Then he laid her back onto the seat. Her red locks spread over the leather seats and her blue eyes had turned the color of midnight from lust.

He pushed her legs apart so that he was standing between them.

“I think I’ve made the best catch tonight,” he said.

“You haven’t caught anything yet,” she challenged.

He watched as her hand swished down her stomach then slipped inside her barely there panties. He watched as she stroked herself. Her eyes closed and her mouth opened slightly. Her hand moved inside the thin strip of cloth. He could tell she was rubbing her clit. Stroking herself. Toying with him.

His cock was straining against his pants. He wanted nothing more than to strip them off and bury himself deep inside her. But watching her play with herself held him in place.

He placed his hand on the outside of her panties feeling her pleasuring herself. She knew how much he loved watching her.

He grabbed her hand and pulled it free, stretching it above her head. He caught her other arm and pulled it along side the other one. That left his left hand free to roam all over her body. He knew all of her sensitive places and didn’t miss one as he travelled down her body; the side of her neck, her collarbone, the underside of her breast and the spot just below her belly button.

She was squirming under his touch when he finally reached the waistband of her thong. He leaned in and placed a hot kiss right where her pussy had soaked them through. He flattened his tongue and ran it the length of her. Her moan blended with the other night noises.

He released her arms so that he could yank her panties out of the way. She lifted her hips helping him hurry along. He pushed her thighs farther apart. She propped one foot on the door frame and the other on the dash, allowing herself to open wide for him.

He buried his face between her folds. Lapping at her lips and reveling in her sweetness. He pulled one of the swollen lips into his mouth. Tugging slightly as his fingers delved inside her tight warmth. She was so slick and wet. Licking and sucking, he didn’t want to waste a drop of her juice. He added another finger while he sucked on her clit. Pumping in and out finding that spot deep inside her that drove her crazy. He crocked his finger just so it grazed across that bundle of nerves deep inside her. He hips lifted off the seat as she pressed herself against him pushing him deeper still.

He cupped her ass, as his tongue replaced his fingers. His fingers were covered in her wetness. And he knew just what to do to drive her over the edge. He let one finger trail slowly down the crack of her ass. She arched up against him. He toyed with her tightest hole before inserting one finger into that puckered space. She was rubbing her pussy against his face matching the rhythm of his finger as he pumped gently inside her ass. It was enough to send her right over the edge as he sucked hard on her clit. He felt her explode like the rifle right into his mouth. She cried out and rode the waves of pleasure. He kept teasing her keeping her right on the edge as long as he could stand it.

Just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore. He unfastened his pants and let them drop to the ground. He grabbed his thick cock and ran it up and down her pussy. He coated the thick shaft with her. He slapped it against her. Listening to the sounds of the tap, tap, tap match the beat of the song on the radio. She propped herself up on her elbows so that she could watch what he was doing. She couldn’t take her eyes off his cock. She loved seeing it sink inside her.

“Fuck… Jason,” she begged.

And then he slammed inside her with one long hard thrust. His balls slapped against her pussy as she took his full length. He grabbed her hips. She knew his hands would leave a print, but she didn’t care. He pumped inside her over and over; hard and fast just like she liked. She squeezed against him. He loved feeling her pussy grip him tight. She squeezed her tits together knowing how much he liked them. She ran her tongue out and stroked it across a nipple and she felt him get even harder inside her.

Over and over he pounded her. He felt his balls tighten and knew he was close. He reached for her clit and flicked it wanting her to come apart one more time. He watched her face as she got closer and closer. He could tell when her eyes drifted shut that she was there. Then he felt her pussy clench and release over and over. That pushed him over the edge. He filled her with his load.

When they both caught their breath, he helped her sit up and grabbed her clothes. They climbed in the truck and headed for home. Once they had locked the gate and made it to the main road, Jennifer leaned over and whispered in his ear.

“I want you to keep both hands on the wheel and don’t wreck while I blow your mind like you blew mine,” she said.

With that she unzipped his pants and pulled his cock free of his boxers. Her warm lips wrapped around his shaft and he concentrated on the road as she sought the thrill of the hunt once more.