Unexpected fun times at deer hunting camp [MF] – part 1

Good stuff starts at the dashes —- I apologize for the long build up, but then again I always enjoy that part of the story

For the last 30 years, I’ve been hunting at this old 2 story walkout basement cabin in the Northwoods. I started going there with my pops when I was 14. We all would arrive Wed/Thur, party it up for 2 days, and when Saturday comes around we hunt all day for 4 days, and then head home for Thanksgiving.

The warm main level of the cabin has 3 small bedrooms, and the 6 old guys who’ve hunted there since the 50s and 60s cram into those, each getting a normal single bed in each corner. Being the young guy when I started hunting, I had to sleep in the cold basement, which had a number of homemade bunk beds along one wall and corner. I’ve slept there ever since. It’s quiet, and less people use the tiny basement bathroom. I’ve always slept in the corner bunk bed, and used the bed above me for my clothes and gear. Throughout the years, a variety of people have come and gone through the deer camp, and they would use the other bunk beds, And the older guys (all my dads age or older) didn’t have kids interested in hunting, so my first few years I was mostly alone in the basement. Until I was 22.

It was my last year of college and one of the older guys brought his youngest daughter up to deer camp. At the time she was 16. For purposes here, I’ll call her Jana (not her name). When she arrived, I did my best to basically ignore her, for obvious reasons. I didn’t want to get in trouble. She was nice to talk to though, and was quite the tomboy. She enjoyed hunting and fishing (dream girl, right?), She was also attractive, in a bookish/homey type of way. Closest celebrity comparison would be Dove Cameron, though Jana’s face wasn’t quite as perfect, as she had smaller cheekbones. With her always being bundled up in clothes, I really couldn’t make out much about her body, but she was still attractive.

Jana’s first year, she bunked on a bunk two away from mine. The bunks were grouped so that two bunks faced each other, with a plywood wall between the adjacent beds. For example …

|1 2|3 4|5 6|

The second year, she did the same, choosing bunk 4. Her third year up hunting, she was a 18yo college freshman, and she chose bunk 2, right across from me in bunk 1. Her bed was about 8 feet away. I didn’t think anything of it at the time. We were friendly to each other, and would often chat as we were the only people under the age of 45. I figured she might have chose that bunk because I finally had a space heater in the area. I warned her that I snore (when I drink) — she didn’t care.

That third year, most of us arrived late afternoon on Wednesday. After getting the cabin set up and warm, we started to party. Being only 24, drinking was still something I really enjoyed, especially since I had money from my post-college job. We all went out in a big Suburban, first to dinner, and then to the local bars. Jana was our driver. She did a great job at being the sober driver, despite everyone else getting to the point of being fall-over drunk around her.

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Jana finally drove us home around midnight. We continued to play cards and drink until about 2 am. Jana wisely went to bed around 1, after winning some poker money from us. I went downstairs at 2 am, dropped my wallet and clothes on my top bunk, and went to the bathroom to hydrate up and take out my contacts and brush my teeth. When I came back to my bed I could have sworn I heard some rustling from her sleeping bag, but it stopped pretty quick. I laid down but couldn’t crash, for some reason. I rolled over and faced the wall, trying to fall asleep. After about 10 minutes, I heard rustling from her sleeping bag again, only this time it didn’t stop. I was drunk, so it took a while to figure it out, but I finally realized she was rubbing one out, masturbating because she thought I was asleep.

I laid there as still as I possibly could while getting a raging hard-on. I could hear her rubbing, with some faint gasps and moans now and then. She went on and on for about 5 minutes, until suddenly she started breathing heavily and erratic, and let out a loud yelp. Orgasm! I smiled to myself and wondered what I would do with my raging hard-on. Luckily, the booze kicked-in and I crashed out.

Thursday morning I woke up with a semi hard-on, and heard the sound of the shower from the basement bathroom, which was bad news since I had to piss like crazy. Going outside in the 10 degree weather wasn’t an option. I ran upstairs but could tell someone was on the toilet. I ran back downstairs and knocked on the door, asking Jana if I could PLEASE use the bathroom. After hesitating a bit, she relented. I promised I would be quick. I walked in and hesitated, as I had forgotten the basement bathroom shower is just a tiny, square stand-up shower with a frosted glass door that’s about 5 feet tall. Too bad, I had to pee, and you couldn’t see through the door anyways. I whipped out my semi and got the relief I needed, even letting out a “whew!!”.

I think that surprised Jana as she jumped a bit and quickly looked over the door asking what’s wrong. And when she looked over, she got a clean, unobstructed look at my cock. She quickly turned around, embarrassed. I quickly left, went to my sleeping bag, and jerked off. I’d never thought of Jana that way before, but now I was intrigued. Visions of sex at deer camp, in a tree stand (HA!), and everywhere else filled my brain. The problem was, I still had no idea what her body looked like, as it was always wrapped in baggy clothes.

But that didn’t stop me. The excitement of something new got me a huge load from my session. Which led to immediate sleep for about an hour more. After which, I got up, ate, and decided to shower. I didn’t see Jana upstairs in the kitchen, so I figured she was out setting up her tree stand. Once again, in the shower, I started thinking about Jana. I resisted the urge, as the shower isn’t exactly spacious. After my shower, I wrapped myself and my hard-on in my towel and walked back to my room to get dressed and head out into the woods to scout and set up my tree stand.

As I started to take off my towel, Jana sprung out of her sleeping bag and yelled BOO! I jumped to high hell and looked to see Jana staring at my hard cock. Time froze. My brain didn’t know what to do. Jana just sat there slack-jawed. As I went to reach for my towel, I thought differently and started to stroke my cock in front of Jana. I did that for about 10 seconds, with Jana watching, until she went back into her sleeping back. I was certain I had chosen wrongly, so I quickly got dressed. I paused to ask her if she was OK, and she peeked out of her sleeping bag. She said she was just embarrassed, that my cock was the biggest she’d ever seen, and that this was going to stay between me and her. (This is where I point out that while my cock is not a monster, it is definitely big enough at 7.5 inches). At this point I knew there was some mutual interest there, now I just had to figure out how and where to take it.

The rest of the day Thursday really didn’t lead to anything. We were a bit more friendly than normal, but I was careful to keep it on the downlow as I didn’t want to cause trouble. I was roped into helping the old guys setup a couple tree stands. I was also able to get my tree stand set up, and even sat it in for about an hour to soak in the clean, cold air. Which was helpful, since I was battling a bad hangover. Some good food and clean air helped the hangover, but after dinner some poker and drinks was enough to get me buzzed again. Thursday night was a little more subdued, as most people crashed out around midnight.

Friday morning was something else though! I woke up again to the sound of the shower. It was early, maybe 7 am. The basement is dark and chilly, so I always sleep well. I was buried in my sleeping bag, with only the top of my head visible. I heard the shower turn off, and a moment later Jana was walking out of the bathroom in her towel toward her bunk, wet hair glistening. (The bathroom is very small, so changing or getting dressed is kind of a challenge). Jana stopped in front of her bed, only 6 to 8 feet away. She used a second towel to dry her hair and then wrap her hair up in a towel bun. Then the magic started.

She unwrapped her main towel and started drying off her body. The basement light was just good enough that I could make out all the details through an opening in my sleeping bag zipper. Her breasts were a solid C, she had a flat tummy, a nice bubble butt, and athletic legs. She was only about 5’3”, so those C cups looked massive. That 18yo body did NOT disappoint! It was one of the best bodies I’d seen in my life. She took her time drying off, so much that it made me think she knew I was watching. She turned toward her bunk and did a straight bend to dry her legs. DAMN her pussy was peeking out between her thighs and ass. The light was not enough to make out many details though. She finished getting dressed and made her way upstairs. I was laying there with a raging hard-on, and quickly squeezed one off. I couldn’t get over how delicious her body looked.

Part two upcoming

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