June 23, 1999

If you read my first story 'Henhouse', then you know how I became a widower landlord of a boarding house for college girls. And, how I also installed cameras in their group shower room, so I could video tape them, naked! This story is a continuation, and takes place during the third year of operation.

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Hen House 2

The school year was off to a good start, classes had just started to be a grind. The weather was finally beginning to change over to autumn, my favorite time of the year. And, more importantly, the girl's tan lines hadn't started fading yet!

This past summer I had completed several projects on the house, I had updated one of my spy cameras to a remote controlled, variable zoom lens, for extreme close-ups. I had consolidated my favorite shower scenes onto about ten tapes, and destroyed the rest. I had also established an exercise room in the basement, complete with hot tub!

I had managed already, to watch all but one girl, taking a shower, close up! C1, one of the new tenants, never seemed to shower at the house. She was on several athletic teams, and always showered at the school. Even on week ends, she showered after her soccer game, or basketball practice. I thought I might never see this well-defined blonde naked, and it bothered me. Just from looking at her, fully dressed, I knew she must have a beautiful, iron hard ass!

C1 was always friendly and cheerful, whenever she talked to me. I had even enjoyed attending some of her games to show support, and watch her tits and ass cheeks bounce! She had often commented on how nice it was to have an exercise room in the house. I was anticipating many erotic showers, when team sports finally ended.

One activity that I was just starting back into, since the death of my wife, was bow hunting for deer. I had placed a target in the back yard, behind the garage. I only practiced during the day, so the girls wouldn't see me. I was afraid they might be anti-hunting or annoyed to think I could be so barbaric. As it turned out, I shouldn't have worried.

On a Thursday evening, C1 came down to my Living room to talk to me. I invited her in and offered her something to drink. She accepted the Iced tea I poured, which she sipped before I asked what was on her mind. I noticed that she hadn't closed the door to the communal dining area, so it probably wasn't as serious as it might have been.

"I take walks out back in the woods whenever I can, and noticed you have an archery target." She stated as a matter of fact. I watched her for any hint to her feelings about hurting poor defenseless animals, but saw nothing. "Do you hunt?" She asked. Now I would find out.

"Yes, I'm just starting back into it ... since ... uh, my wife died." I told her, with more of a catch in my throat than I thought I might have. "Do you object to hunting?" I asked.

"No!" She blurted. "I .. Well .. I wondered if I could use your target to practice on." I relaxed a little and asked if she was on the archery team too. She giggled a cute little laugh that I had never noticed before, which I liked very much. "No ... uh, I don't think the college has an archery team. Do they?" Before I could even form an answer, she continued. "No, I hunt too." She said. "And, I'm a resident of this state now, so I was hoping to get in some hunting between Soccer and Basketball." It was my turn to be a little surprised that a college girl hunted!

She told me how being raised in a family of three boys and an avid outdoors man of a father, she was very into hunting! We soon found ourselves immersed in discussions about the various equipment and bow poundage. When we finally noticed the time, it was almost midnight. C1 said she had to study a little more, than she would need to get to bed. I had some nasty thoughts about her in bed ... with me! I stayed up for another hour, and skimmed through the latest shower recordings. I had to masturbate before I could get to sleep that night.

After that, C1 and I became quite chummy, target practicing and talking hunting. It was very enjoyable to watch her shoot, her quiver clenched about her firm waist, with her hips rotated forward, as she concentrated on her form! She caught me staring at her tight, bubble butt a few times and just smiled. She was a very good shot with her bow, and I wondered how good she was in other areas.

I was surprised when she asked about going hunting with me. I told her I had permission to hunt on a friends property, but usually camped out for a few days while I hunted, since it was almost a two hour drive. She said she enjoyed camping, but didn't have all of her camping gear with her, just her sleeping bag. I mentioned that I had a camper for my pick-up, but it only had one bed. She giggled, and said if I promised to keep my sleeping bag zipped up, she had no problem with that arrangement. I had some more nasty thoughts, thinking about sleeping beside C1.

We made plans to go the first week-end of the season, since C1 didn't have any commitments to her teams. During the drive, we talked about school and hunting mostly, arriving about three in the afternoon at my friend's house. John, who is partially disabled, walked out unsteadily, to meet us and did a double take when he saw C1. I introduced everyone and we went inside John's house for coffee. It was about five when I said we needed to get moving, since the camping area was two miles into the woods yet. The camping site was actually where another cabin had burnt down many years ago. John had a panel box installed on the power pole so electricity was available, it made a great place to camp.

With the dense trees and the setting sun, it was getting dark before we had the camper leveled and arranged for sleeping. I started gathering wood for a campfire as C1 finished straightening up inside the camper. When I got back, she took right over on making the fire and had the lawn chairs set out. We were chatting around the fire, when John drove up.

C1 stood up and offered her chair to him, saying she needed to visit the little girls part of the woods. I noticed John's smile as C1 slipped into the woods with a flashlight.

"That is a very pretty girl there." He said to me, still smiling. I agreed, without looking after her, or John. "Uh ... are you, well ... you know ... ah, like sleeping together?" He asked, with a now serious look on his face. When I nodded, he damn near fell out of his seat!

"What!" He asked sharply. I explained about the sleeping arrangements, how we would sleep in the same bed just separate sleeping bags. "Oh." He said softly. "I would love to be laying next to her right now, if you know what I mean!" I too thought about C1 squatting in the woods, her bare ass hanging out in the breeze! We managed to get on more civil subjects, before she returned, dragging a dead tree.

"You're quite a hunter!" John kidded her. "Not gone five minutes, and already dragging in something dead." C1 giggled as she dropped the tree near the fire.

"It made me mad, almost pissed off, you could say." She said as she stretched, showing her tits nicely! "I was leaning back against it, and it fell over! Damn near peed all over myself!" She stated as she gave the tree a half hearted kick.

I laughed, as John stared open mouthed, imagining C1 sprawled out in the woods, with her pants and panties bunched around her ankles! Finally, he chuckled, then laughed along with us, still watching her closely. We settled in to talking about hunting and places to hunt. I had told C1 before that I didn't go out hunting in the morning anymore, just evenings. So, John and I gave her good directions to a good spot to sit in the morning. As it got quite late, I told C1 she could go get ready for bed first, and I would be in shortly. John stared past me, staring at the camper, as C1 moved about inside.

"She just pulled her shirt off!" Croaked John, as he studied the light shining on the closed curtain. "Oh god, now the bra!" "Drat!" "She turned away, I didn't see any titty!" "Oh, too bad Mike, she pulled on a long T-shirt." "Show's over!" He said as the light went out.

I told John to take it easy, he might give himself a heart attack. He was actually breathing heavy, as he grinned toward the camper. I smiled at him and we then talked about old times and our departed wives. It started to get colder as the fire died down and John got up to leave. I told John I needed to visit the big boys part of the woods, which got him smiling again.

John had left before I got back, so I opened the camper and slipped inside. The light inside was mounted on a retractable cord reel, which made it easy to use to find stuff and keep it from shining on a person sleeping in the bunk. I had it pulled way down so I could see to walk around and place my shoes and clothing out of the way. I noticed C1's clothing neatly piled on top of her boots, her bra right on top! I was tempted to pick it up and sniff it, but was afraid she might catch me. I stripped down to my underwear, then tilted the light, so as to see where my sleeping bag was located. C1 was far ahead in the bunk, with my bag spread out nearest me. As I crawled up into the bunk, she stirred and said hello.

I quickly slid inside my sleeping bag, so she wouldn't notice my half hard dick from thinking about her bra on the floor. I mentioned how she should have been near the edge so she could get up first in the morning. She giggled and said. "I'll crawl over you in the morning, I prefer that to you crawling over me tonight." My dick twitched, thinking about both possibilities! I rearranged myself as she told me how much she really appreciated me allowing her to come hunting with me. I told her it was no problem, to which she said she noticed how guarded John and I talked with her around. "You guys probably just wanted to discuss women, and there I was putting a damper on your fun." I assured her she wasn't a damper, and John enjoyed meeting her and hearing about her bathroom spill. Again that lovely giggle!

The next morning, I didn't even hear the alarm go off, I awoke as C1 crawled over me to get out of the bunk. She paused on top of me to say good morning, then kissed me lightly on the cheek! I was startled to say the least, as she slid to the floor. I heard clothing rustling for a bit, then she turned on the light to put her boots on. I really took notice, when I saw her pile of clothes, with a pair of panties wadded up on top!

I watched her leave the camper, unable to see anything as she slipped into the darkness. I must have dozed off, since I jumped when I heard a "Ye ... ouch!" Right next to me. I almost shot up out of bed, until I remembered the ceiling right in front of my face. Twisting to the side I looked out at C1 standing there, rubbing her butt!

"What?" Was all I could think to ask, since I was still very confused. C1 giggled, then started to laugh, as she tried to tell her story.

Seems that she had slipped off her panties before leaving the camper, to simplify her bathroom duties. "Can't slip them over my boots very easily, or spread my legs with them on." She explained as my dick grew from imagining her bare ass in the woods again! "I was real quiet when I came in, and was putting my panties back on ..." My dick throbbed, as I looked down to see her panties on the floor, with one foot through them! "And, when I bent down ... I well ..." My dick was rock hard at this point. "I bumped the hot lamp with my ass!" She said, before breaking out laughing again!

I laughed with her as I realized just how funny the situation really was. I was also relieved to feel my erection dissipating as we enjoyed the moment. I noticed her touching her ass cheek quite low, and rubbing in gently. She noticed me looking and said she hoped it wouldn't leave a mark. I jokingly offered to apply lotion, or even kiss it for her, to which she just giggled.

C1 continued to get dressed and I tried not to stare, as she pulled her panties up under her long shirt. I did enjoy watching her put on her bra, inside her over sized T-shirt though, remembering another time, another girl! I told her I was going to walk down to John's for breakfast, and would be back by noon. She giggled and told me to be careful I didn't burn anything 'important' on the light. I assured her I would be very careful, as she walked out of the camper.

We were staying for three days, with C1 giving me a little peck as she crawled over top of me, each morning. We talked as she dressed, and I warned her about the light. John wanted to know all the details of how C1 looked in her night shirt, or anything else I might have seen. I told him she did her dressing in the dark, and I never saw anything. Saturday night, our second day there, we both went to John's to take a hot shower. I thought John was going to stare a hole in his bathroom door, while C1 was showering!

When she came out in her sweats, with a towel wrapped around her head, John grinned widely. C1 told me she had removed the hair from the tub. "Even the short ones!" She said, to John's obvious pleasure! When I got in the shower, I noticed three 'short ones' placed neatly on the soap! I wondered if she might be teasing me, or if it was purely accidental. On close inspection, I noticed that they were naturally blonde!

When I joined C1 and John in the kitchen, C1 asked, with a broad grin, if I had enough soap. I assured her I did, then said. "You missed a few 'short' ones, little blonde ones!" C1 giggled and blushed slightly. John damn near choked on his coffee, as he jerked his head to look first at C1 then me. John was speechless as C1 and I started joking about sleeping together. Finally, our hair was dry enough to walk back to camp, and we left.

C1 told me I was terrible, to tease John the way I did. I told her that John wanted to know all the details about her, especially if I had seen her naked yet. "Would you like that?" She asked very calmly. Now it was my turn to choke and stutter. "I thought so." C1 giggled. "Men!" "You're all alike!" I remained quiet, not trusting myself to speak. "You never know what might happen." She said in a far away voice. We walked on in silence for awhile, until the trail turned so we were walking right toward the full moon. "Moon is very pretty, isn't it?" She asked, and I agreed. Abruptly, she stopped walking, causing me to turn around to look back at her. In a quick movement, she lifted her sweat shirt up over her face, exposing her tits to my view!

The moon cast a lovely sheen to her breasts, and erect nipples! After a pause, giving me a good look, she lowered her shirt and walked past me toward camp. I stood there dumbly, not knowing what had happened, or why. I followed her all the way back to camp, without either of us saying a word. I waited outside while she got ready for bed, then slipped in to get ready myself.

As I crawled into my sleeping bag, I couldn't help but ask. "Are you mad at me?" "For being like all those other men?" "I ... I'm sorry, but ... well ... yes I do like looking at ... women." "And, well ... thank you."

In a low voice she asked. "Thanks?" "For what?"

"Showing me your breasts, they are beautiful, especially in the moon light!" I said as I turned to look at her, I could see the tears in her eyes from the moon light. She leaned forward and kissed me, a little bolder, and on the lips!

"Good night Mike, go to sleep." She said, before rolling over, away from me.

I slept quite well that night, and enjoyed my wake up kiss, now administered to my lips! This was to be our last day hunting, and so far we both had seen several deer, just hadn't gotten any shots yet. I told her that we could hunt that evening, then pack up and leave after dark, getting home about ten that night. She said that would be fine, and left the camper without saying too much that morning.

That night, we packed up quietly, then stopped by John's on the way out. He told us to stop back any time, and if we got any extra deer to drop him off one. I assured him I would be back, and C1 thanked him for letting her hunt his property. We then headed right out, when we got home, C1 grabbed her duffle bag and reached for her sleeping bag. I told her to leave it, and I would hang it over the line with mine in the morning. She said thanks, in a sullen voice and walked away.

Later, in the house, I saw her go to the kitchen, so I followed her. I asked her if she was still mad at me. She looked at me and smiled, though I could see tears forming in her eyes. She sighed and dropped into a chair at the table.

"No, I was never mad at you." She said. "I don't know why I did what I did, either." Then with a sad, pitiful look on her face, she said. "I guess we can't go hunting anymore, huh?"

"What?" I asked, startled. "Why not?" "You don't snore, you always clean up after yourself, and you have the nicest tits of anybody I ever hunted with!"

"That's what I'm talking about." She explained. "You will now only think of me in a sexual way, not as a fellow hunter."

"Well ..." I started. "Uh, I've always thought of you in a kind of sexual way, you're a very pretty girl first, a hunter second." "What do you think John and I talked about while you were gone?" "It sure the hell wasn't your ability with a bow!"

C1's puzzled look amazed me, could she be that naive, to think she could ever be just one of the boys? Her face flushed a little as she tried to think of something to say. Finally, she managed. "But, I'm not really pretty." "I'm too muscular to be pretty, I know that." She said the last with her head bowed.

"Bullshit!" I snapped at her. "You leave the judging of women to the experts ... the men!" "John was so taken with you, he was ready to jump your bones at the least little encouragement."

Looking up, with tears in her eyes, she asked. "What about you?"

"What about me?" I asked, before I gave it any thought. Then it hit me, she wanted to know what I thought of her. "I've already told you I think you're beautiful, and I would love to see ... Uh ..." I stopped my line of thought. "This isn't the type of conversation we should be having ... I'm old enough to be your father, for crying out loud!"

Smiling now, she stood up and kissed me on my mouth. "I got my answer." She said, as she turned to leave. "By the way, I would love to go hunting with you again." "But, next weekend is out, we have regional playoffs." I vaguely remembered hearing that before, and had thought about going. As if an afterthought, she asked softly. "My tits ... you really liked them?" I nodded, hoping she might reward me with another viewing!

At that moment, we both heard the stairs creak, signaling that somebody was coming downstairs! C1 smiled sweetly, then walked out through the dining room area. C2 walked through the swinging door an instant latter, as I stood there with a partial erection! Surprised to see me, she squeaked out a hi, before going to the refrigerator to get a glass of milk. I left the kitchen quickly, and went to my video room. The cameras started to record while I sat there, it must be C1!

I don't know why, but I didn't switch to the cameras in the shower room. I think I was afraid that reality would be less than my imagination had created! I wasn't sure I was ready to see her rock hard ass cheeks or her delicate, blonde covered muff. I jacked off again that night!

C1 and I continued to practice with our bows, we talked about a lot of things, but never tits. On Saturday, I drove two hours to watch C1 play in the state regional soccer finals. Their team won the morning round, before being eliminated by the odds on favorite, in the afternoon game. The fans gathered by the team bus to cheer our team, as they boarded, for the long ride home. I saw C1, who like the rest of the team, had a sad look on her face. When we all started cheering, the girls perked right up and acknowledged our cheer. Several girls hugged family and friends as the team slowly moved toward the bus. When C1 neared my position, I held out my arms to her. She burst into tears and rushed to embrace me! We hugged for a few minutes as she told me how terrible she felt and how disappointed the fans must feel. I assured her that I was a very happy fan, right now! She just laughed and told me that she could always depend on a man.

C1 ended up riding back to the house with me, and we talked about soccer and hunting. Again, there was no mention of exposing tits. When we got home C1 went straight to the shower, again I avoided the urge to watch her bathe!

That next week, we got away on Wednesday evening, arriving late at John's. He offered to let us stay at his house, so we wouldn't have to set up after dark. C1 quickly agreed with him, so we got what we needed from the camper. John had just one bedroom and a small fold down sofa. We discussed various ways to determine the sleeping arrangements, with C1 having the final say. She said John should stay in his double bed and she would sleep with him, in her sleeping bag of course. I could have the entire couch, so I could stretch out. When she mentioned. "That will give John a chance to sleep with me too!" I thought John's heart had actually stopped beating!

The next morning, I was awakened by the light from John's room as C1 walked out into the living room. Bending over she kissed my lips and told me good morning, then went to the bathroom. I looked in John's room to see him sitting up in bed, staring, to where C1 had stood bent over just a moment before! He sighed deeply, before dropping back onto his bed.

Thursday was nice, but Friday it turned cold. This was good for hunting, since it seemed to bring the rut into full action. But the camper never seemed to get real warm. My camper is a pop up style, that has a section of canvas about one foot tall when raised. This wasn't a very good insulator, and I awoke to find C1 and her sleeping bag tight up against me that night.

Saturday morning C1 went out for her usual morning hunt, but was back before I left on my walk to John's. She said she was too cold to hunt any longer, and joined me on my walk. When we got to the place where she had shown me her tits, I stopped. Puzzled at first, C1 smiled and said. "Don't hold your breath, my nipples would freeze off in this cold!" I laughed and told her that I enjoyed visiting places where I had a great time, then we continued. As we walked up to John's porch, she asked. "Do they make insulated bras?" We chuckled as we stepped in out of the cold.

John was very happy to see C1 and seated her right next to the stove, for which she was thankful. I took over cooking from John, and asked him if he had a hunting supply catalog. He retrieved one from a pile on the counter, and went to hand it to me. I shook my head and asked him to look up something. Looking straight at C1 I asked him to see if they sold any insulated bras! C1 blinked a few times, then got a tight smile across her face, while John promptly dropped the book to the floor!

When he recovered the book, he found the page, as if he had it memorized. "What size?" He asked, looking toward C1. Before she could say anything I told John that he should know, just from looking. Now it was John's turn to blush and stammer. C1 was also a bit red, as John studied the magazine, and glanced up at her chest repeatedly! "36C!" He said. C1 giggled. "Too big." I told him. "36B?" He asked, and I glanced to C1, who was now almost beet red! "Well?" I asked, looking her in the eye. "Or do we have to measure?" "John, you got a tape measure, preferably a cold one!" C1 shivered then grinned. "34B will be just fine." She said. John got up from the table and reached for the phone. "Wait!" Said C1. "I didn't want to order one." John smiled and said. "Don't worry honey, if you don't like it, you can give it back to me." "After you try it on, of course." "Oh, of course." C1 giggled.

I served breakfast as John concluded the order. "Got it in camouflage green, with a front clasp, might come in handy!" He said smiling, as he sat the magazine down, C1 grabbed it up. "O.K. , fair is fair, what about insulated jock straps!" Together John and I said. "I'll take an extra large!" "Dreamers!" She said, with a sigh, and tossed the book down. We ate our food quietly, but it was hard not to stare at C1's tits, and imagine them in green camouflage!

Before we headed back to camp, C1 asked if she could come back and watch the state final soccer match that evening. John said he would be very happy if she would, and he would have the heat turned up for her. As we walked back to camp, C1 started to talk.

"You know, Mike, I do feel like you guys have accepted me as a hunting partner." "At least as much as you can, since I'm a girl." She said, with special emphasis on the girl part. I chuckled, then added.

"We might be able to accept you more, if you had 32A's." Her head turned to look at me. "Sorry, this is the size I was given, no exchanges, no refunds." She said.

"They are perfect, you're perfect!" I told her, and she smiled.

That night I almost got a shot at the big buck we had been stalking, but he never presented himself where I could shoot. We chatted all the way to John's about where to set up tomorrow. At John's we ate supper and then C1 went to the living room to watch soccer. John and I sat at the kitchen table and played cards and talked. Much of the conversation revolved around tits and C1!

Out of the blue, John asks if I want to go to the Blue Doe, a local strip bar. Normally I don't go to nudie bars, but tonight I wanted to see some more tits! We asked C1 if she wanted to come along, luckily she declined. She said she might take a shower latter, then head back to camp. John and I left in his pick-up and made it to the bar in no time. We got some drinks, then started guessing between ourselves what was the tit sizes of the various girls.

After a few beers, I let slip that one dancer's tits looked just like C1's. John's reaction was swift and explosive!

Spitting beer, he said in a very loud voice. "What?" "You saw her tits?" This caused a little confusion around us, since we were currently surrounded by naked tits, and he was almost shouting. I tried to calm him down, and get him off the subject of C1. He would have none of that. "Tell me everything!" He said a lot quieter. "When?" "Where?" "Did you touch them?" "Come on tell me!" He finally squeaked out, as we ignored the lovely girls prancing about.

"Well ..." I started slowly. "You have to keep this quiet, C1 might get mad if she knew I told you." John swore to keep it in strictest secrecy. "O.K." And, I told him the details.

Poor John was panting by the time I finished. I had to explain the conditions twice, the moon light, how long I got to look, everything. We finished our drinks, then left. John continued to discuss C1 all the way back to his house.

When we got back, C1 was already gone back to the camp. She had written a note, letting us know when she had left the cabin. She should have been back there about an hour, according to the time on the note. John insisted on driving me back there, so I let him.

As we pulled in, we saw a campfire burning, and a bundled figure in a lawn chair. C1 waved as we got out of the truck. I gave John the other chair, and I sat on an upturned log. C1 offered her chair to me, but I refused it. We chatted about the weather and hunting for about an hour, when C1 said she was going to bed.

John watched closely as she unwrapped herself from the blanket. I know he was imagining the dancers tits on her chest, luckily C1 didn't notice his stare. After a quick trip inside the camper, she made a trip into the woods, clutching her wool robe tightly to her body.

When C1 was inside the camper and the lights were out, I turned to John. "Did you see what she was wearing?" I asked him. "She didn't have anything on underneath, easier to squat down and piss quickly." John's breath came in short gasps as I told him this. "Damn ... " Was all he would say for about five minutes.

I finally stood and told him it was time for me to 'get in bed with that young girl'. Which started John damning again. He drove out as I walked into the woods and took my last pee of the night. I tried to be real quiet, when I got in the camper. I noticed C1's robe on top of her pile of clothing. Lifting the edge, I saw her bra ... and panties! My dick started to harden, imagining her sliding over top of me with just a long night shirt on!

I turned out the light and crawled into my sleeping bag. Right away, I noticed something wasn't right, the bag felt different. At first, I thought C1 must have switched bags accidently ... then I felt a warm leg touch mine! I almost fell off the bunk, it surprised me so much, she had zipped the two bags together! "I can't get warm by myself." She mumbled, snuggling closer!

I laid on my back stiffly, not wanting to be too forward, or misinterpret what was happening. Her hand slid down my chest, to nudge my dick lightly. "You are happy to see me, aren't you?" She giggled as she moved up to kiss me, hard on the lips!

Her tongue slid into my mouth, as my hands slid over her sturdy body. When she finally broke the kiss, I was clutching her bare ass cheeks tightly! Her hand snaked inside my underwear, to capture my erection. I moaned as she squeezed repeatedly! I kissed her passionately as she started to stroke my dick. I told her I was about to come, and she quickly disappeared inside the sleeping bag! Her mouth gobbled my dick up and soon was giving me a great blow job! I didn't last very long, and shot my load, deep down her throat as she greedily slurped on my dick!

When she finally came up for air, her hair was plastered to her face from the heat and humidity inside the sleeping bag. I kissed her, as I fondled her breasts, then her pussy. "I'm on the pill." She said simply. "I've had a vasectomy." I told her. "And, I know how to eat pussy!" I laughed, as I dove down inside the sleeping bag! With very little urging, she opened her legs and I started munching on a very young and tender piece of fuck meat! I enjoyed her squeaks and giggles of excitement, then her loud moaning as she came!

When I was through with her, she was limp, I kissed her and nuzzled her neck. She laid there, begging me to fuck her. I had never had sex in this camper, but knew two people piled on top of each other left no room for movement. I rolled her to her side facing away from me, for my favorite position! I've seen it called the 'spoon' position in books, but I prefer to call it the 'dead dog' style. C1 positioned my dick at her pussy, as I held her right hip for leverage. Even with all the stimulation she had received, I had to work to get my dick in her tight snatch!

Once I managed to get full penetration, I started to pound away at her hard, tight ass! She begged me to fuck her harder and faster, and came twice before my balls boiled, and my impotent sperm shot deep inside her clutching cunt! My hands played with her tits, as my dick softened in her snug orifice!

C1's body was like no other woman I had ever been with, it was sculptured. Like a statue, it was firm and muscled. Her waist wasn't as thin as some girls her age, but there wasn't an ounce of fat anywhere! I enjoyed just stroking her side and hip, as we laid there.

"You have a lovely body." I whispered to her. "So perfect and firm." I said as I squeezed her butt cheek.

"You don't think I'm too manly?" She asked, softly. "Too strong."

"Nope, you're just perfect, like a Greek goddess ... C1, Goddess of Horny Old Men!"

Her giggle was another pleasure I enjoyed as we snuggled together. I reached down behind me, to retrieve a dish towel to clean ourselves, before we could go to sleep.

And, sleep I did! I slept soundly, with pleasant dreams and pleasant feelings! I awoke once, when C1 climbed over top of me in the morning, then fell back asleep.

The next time I woke, she was crawling back into the sleeping bag with me!

"Do you still respect me?" She giggled, as she reached for my morning hard on. I wanted to get up and pee first, but she wouldn't let me. Insisting, I would stay hard longer. We positioned ourselves as we had last night, laying on our left sides. I marveled once again at the tightness of her pussy, and the firmness of her body! I must have fucked her for twenty minutes, without approaching orgasm, while she had several. I moved her to her back, without removing my dick, and continued my assault on her cunt.

I explained to her about the dead dog position, which she thought was funny. Then, I showed her a new one, the leg hump. I put my legs on either side of her left leg, as her right leg draped over my right hip. By clutching her leg between mine, I could get leverage to pound her pussy hard! This also allowed me to fondle her tits and hard, flat tummy. Reaching under her right leg, I rubbed her clit and pussy lips as my dick slid in and out. Her orgasms were coming on a regular basis, clenching her whole body as she panted and grunted through her pleasure.

Finally, I could feel my balls start to tighten, as my orgasm approached. When I told C1 I was coming, she offered to suck it from my dick, if I wanted. I insisted she remain where she was, as I tensed and shot a strong load of come into her waiting womb.

I rested for a few minutes, before running for the door to piss! I was standing near the camper, wearing just my boots, when John pulled in! I hurried inside to get dressed, telling C1 to stay quiet and I would tell John she was out hunting.

John rapped on the camper door. "Hurry up, you fucking pervert!" "My hot water heater is broke." "I need to go to the hardware store in town, thought we could eat at Rosie's."

"Sounds great." I said. "I'll be right out." As I pulled my pants up, C1 slid out of the bed, naked. "Hey John, can I go too?" She yelled out to John! There was complete silence, as he tried to comprehend what was going on. Finally, he asked real softly. "C1?" "Is that you?"

"Yes it's me." She said. "I didn't go out hunting, it was too cold." Then, with a cute little smile she said. "Mike and I were just trying to keep warm!" Again, John was silent!

John was quiet as we piled into his pick up truck. C1 needed to stop at John's to 'freshen up' a little. John and I waited in the kitchen while she washed up in the bathroom.

"You bastard!" John hissed at me. "You told me you had never seen her naked, or anything!" I held up my hands to quiet him down, so C1 wouldn't overhear us.

"It just happened, last night, honest!" I explained. "When I went to bed, she had our sleeping bags hooked together, and well ..." I trailed off, as the bathroom door opened, and C1 bounded out looking very good.

"Ready!" She said as she gave both John and I a quick kiss. Grabbing her coat, she headed for the door. "Lets go, I'm starving!" John and I followed, with goofy smiles I'm sure!

At the restaurant, we ordered, then John left to use the bathroom. C1 turned to me and asked. "How long ago did John's wife die?" I told her it had been almost eight years, to which she sighed, before asking. "Why didn't he remarry, he seems to be nice enough." I agreed with her assessment of John, but told her he still missed his wife, very badly. She made some comment about that being too bad, as John came back out.

I said I needed to wash my hands, before I could eat. C1 giggled and told me. "You sure do!" John's face was covered in a stunned look, as I turned away from the table. When I walked back to the table, C1 and John were talking and laughing, quietly.

The rest of the trip in town was uneventful, and we got back about 11. John and I went to work on his water heater, while C1 headed back to camp. John was quick to get on the subject of my having sex with her.

I gave him a blow by lick description of what happened from when he drove out last night, to when he arrived this morning. He was very interested in hearing about C1's ability for sucking dick! He actually sat down as I told him the details!

We did manage to get the water heater working, even with constant talk of C1 and her hot body. John surprised me when he told me that C1 had admitted to him that we had sex last night and this morning. I didn't think she would want anyone to know the details!

He said that she wanted him to know that I hadn't been lying, when I had told him we hadn't had sex. That's when he let me know that C1 had heard most of our conversations! Seems that my camper isn't very sound proof, and she heard what we talked about by the campfire. And, what we were saying, while we thought she was glued to the soccer match!

We talked quite a while, until I realized I needed to get moving, if I was going to hunt that evening. I got back to camp, just as C1 stepped out of the camper. I told her I would be getting out to my stand shortly. She smiled, and said she would meet me back at the camper after dark. I'm sure my grin was quite wide, as I watched her ass disappear into the woods.

C1 got a shot at the big buck, that had been working the area. Her arrow was deflected by a stray twig, she hadn't seen earlier, she was quite upset. I tried to calm her, telling her that we would get another chance. She told me that we should get out of the woods, to let everything settle down some. We finally decided to pack up right then, and stay at John's, leaving first thing in the morning.

The sleeping arrangements were the same as before, C1 in John's bed, me on the couch. This time though, C1's sleeping bag remained rolled up on the floor!

I heard the unmistakable sounds of sex coming from his room, shortly after we went to bed. A short time later, C1 walked out to the bathroom, wearing just a shirt! On her way back through, she stopped by the couch and lifted the covers. Soon, she had my dick in her hand, as she licked the head! I reached down to hold her head gently, as she took the whole thing deep in her mouth!

When I was about to come, she released my dick and climbed onto the couch. Straddling my hips, she led my boner to her pussy! As she sank down, impaling herself, I started unbuttoning her shirt. When her tits were fully exposed, she leaned forward, allowing me to suck on them. It wasn't long before I came, forcing her hips down hard onto my spurting dick!

I laid there resting, as C1 lifted herself off me. She used a damp wash coth, I didn't know she had, to wipe my dick, then started sucking me clean! When she considered me clean, she kissed the head of my dick, then walked back to the bathroom.

A minute later, she walked back into John's bedroom, leaving the door open. In the dim light from John's outdoor light I could see what was happening! C1 pulled the covers back, and went down on John! I could hear his moans, as her head bobbed up and down. In a flash, C1 hopped up, and once again forced an old man's dick into her young, tight, snatch!

I saw her take off her shirt, as John's hands moved back and forth from her tits to her ass! C1 leaned down, allowing him to suck her tits, as his hand settled onto her white ass cheeks! She came once again, as John moaned his way toward at least his second orgasm of the night!

When they had rested a little, C1 repeated her cleaning routine on John's dick. First a quick swab of the wash cloth, then an impassioned tongue bath! She tossed the cloth to the floor, then settled down beside John, pulling the covers over the two of them. I must have fallen asleep a short time later. Since the next thing I know, I see C1 walking toward me, in the pre-dawn light.

She asks me if I want anything, before she takes her shower. I smile, and reach for her pussy, only to find the wash cloth stuffed between her legs! John must have had his morning treat already! She told me to wait until she washed up first, then headed to the bathroom. I got up and followed her, as I hear John in the kitchen, starting breakfast.

We both ended up in the shower together, with me screwing her doggie style. After I came, I cleaned up quickly, kissed her, then got out of the shower. I dried off, dressed, then joined John, in the kitchen. For almost five minutes, we just sat there and stared at each other, with big wide grins on our faces!

Finally, we managed to break the spell, and fixed breakfast. C1 joined us a short time later. It was kind of quiet, at first. Then I asked C1 if she was comfortable with what had happened. I was relieved when she smiled.

"Yeah, I knew what I was doing." She said, to our puzzlement. "I don't date on campus because a boyfriend would take my mind off my sports. I can't have that kind of a distraction, although I love sex." I was still trying to figure out where John and I fit into her plans. "I know you guys won't hang around campus, monopolizing my time and attention." Then, with a look of concern, she asked. "That won't bother you guys will it? Me just using you, ... you know, ... for sex, I mean."

I looked to John, then told her. "Not in the least, use me all you want. I'm just glad that you're willing to have sex with me!" John made a similar statement, as we all talked about what happened. C1 even mentioned that she had gained a reputation at school, for being a lesbian. I can say with the utmost confidence, she isn't!

Bow hunting will never be the same!

Henhouse 3 is now being written.

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