We arrived at the Palace hotel in Kalgoorlie excited for our outback adventure. The flight was so long, I was just exhausted. We landed in Perth last night and caught the first plane to Kalgoorlie this morning, so roughly 35 hours of traveling in one form or another. Our Outlander was covered in red clay dust by the time we parked out front of our hotel. We quickly got to our room and I went straight to our balcony, sat down in a lounger and passed out. I didn't wake for 3 hours and thank god for the overhang or I would have been burnt crisp; it was scorching out! Tomorrow was going to be even more difficult than I had expected...but fun!
A little about us, my husband is Steve and I am Jessica. Just a few years ago I never would have considered joining a hunt like this, but that seems a lifetime ago. Steve is gorgeous, funny, kind, thoughtful, intelligent, confident and a total perv. He's 194cm muscular, dark brown hair, with a delicious 20cms of happiness! I think I am in really good shape for a 42-year-old, tight everything. I am 162cm, with D cup breast and perpetually tan skin, but I am really going to be tan tomorrow! Steve, gave me permission to play with a woman about 6 years ago and I ended up meeting a dominatrix who quickly kicked my training wheels off and had me go from zero to slut Lamborghini in no time. Since then, the list of what I haven't done is decidedly shorter than what I have done!
We met Michael at a group event in Tampa, Fl (Our home base) when he was on holiday from Perth, Australia. We had a lot of fun together and that accent drove me bananas! As good as he was in bed, the accent made it 3 million percent better! He invited us to come to visit in Perth when we had the chance and he would make sure there were plenty of men and women to talk into my ear while they ravaged me; just the thought of it had me masturbating to that for months. Finally, one day, months later, we received a strange email from Michael regarding an event they were hosting in the outback; something I have never heard of; a human hunt! That is how we ended up here in Kalgoorlie.
When I woke on the balcony, I was roasted and even more exhausted than when I laid down. Steve was dressed and looking sharp. There was no way I was getting ready in time to look even vaguely fetching for the group, so I bade him fair well for the night. Besides, I badly needed rest before the festivities tomorrow as we were supposed to head deep into the outback at 5:00 in the morning. I went right to bed.
The next morning, with the night still hanging heavy outside, Steve woke me up. I showered and then sharing the bathroom I asked him what things looked like last night.
"Well, I was surprised. Frankly, we have been to enough events to know it's a real mixed bag of fatties and the occasional hot couple. This was really interesting. From what I understand there are 60 hunters and 10 prey (I am prey). I didn't see a bad looking person in the bunch. We are the only Americans and the rest were Aussies, except for a hunter lesbian couple from Japan, and a ginormous Kiwi. You better hope that guy doesn't catch you, because I hate to think what he is packing! Everyone turned in their 3-month medical certificates and then we sat around drinking. If you didn't know what we were doing there, you would have just thought it was a casual get together."
I began to dress in my outback rugged wear and Steve just laughed, "why bother?"
"Hey, I want to win the prize, don't I? Got to look my best."
I covered myself with a gallon of sunscreen, we finished dressing, had a light snack in the room and then headed downstairs to meet the group. They were all gathered around the various off-road vehicles and Steve was right, everyone looked great. The Aussie guys stood out in their desert gear and hats. Their accents immediately triggered me and I found it difficult to concentrate on the various conversations. I did see the Japanese women and they were not screwing around, they were head to toe in sheer black outfits and their bodies could clearly be seen straight through. They were eyeballing me like a piece of meat; I loved it! Then I saw the Kiwi and wow, was Steve right! He was taller than anyone and massive, with tattoos all over his tan body. He was only wearing a safari hat on his long black hair and beautiful Maori skirt thing. He looked like a giant version of The Rock with long hair. The look he gave me let me know that I was on his list. Oh my!
We climbed into the vehicles and road for three hours deep into the outback. We entered a private reserve and drove another 45 minutes. I was in the car with the other Prey. There were 9 women including me and one clearly gay guy. We chatted nervously and it was tough to hear over the road noise. I gathered that all but two of them (and the gay guy) were married and their husbands were on the trip, well except one, and I have an inkling her husband knew nothing about this side of her and would not have approved. We were all dressed very different, and Steve was right, I was definitely overdressed. Anyway, we finally arrived at the main site.
We stumbled out of the trucks and went to the large tent that had been set up to hear the announcements and explanation. A rugged, tall Aussie gentleman with a microphone and speaker went in front of the 10 ft wide stage and things were underway!
"Ladies and Gentleman, this is the last we will be calling you that, can we have the prey take the stage."
We stumbled up on stage in front of the massive group. It was mostly men, but along with the two lesbians there were four or five women among the hunters. One was a muscular bodybuilder with long blonde hair, another looked like my twin, but she was dressed in some leather that suggested a dominatrix and the others were normal and quite sexy. As we stood on the platform milling around he continued.
"Welcome to the Hunt!" The crowd roared.
"These sorry souls are the prey and your job is to capture as many as you can for whatever you want. Prey, you will have four items, your shoes, a camelback full of water, a GPS to find your way back and your bag of trophy chips. Undress!"
That came a little suddenly, but we all knew the score, so off came our clothes until we were naked except for our boots. They leered at us and it was probably the first time I really questioned what I had got myself into.
"Prey, you will be given a 45-minute head start. Hide as well as you can. When a hunter finds you, they take you, anywhere and any way they please. If you are taken, the Hunter will collect a trophy from you. If you are taken by more than one hunter at the same time, based upon how satisfied they are, each hunter can take an extra trophy. At the end of the day, the Prey with the least trophies left and the Hunter with the most trophies will be the winner. Lest there be any confusion, there is no safe word, and the prey has no input into what the hunter can do. We will sound a horn at 2 PM for lunch and then again at 10 pm. Prey, show the hunters your meat!"
We understood and we spun around and posed showing off our bodies and curves while they showered us with catcalls and obscenities. I immediately recognized my competition as a sexy little blonde from Brisbane moved to the edge of the platform and masturbated herself to the thrill of the crowd. Not to be outdone, I slid in behind her and parting her cheeks I started to eat her ass to what sounded like near pandemonium!
"Okay, enough of that. You'll want to save your strength!" the master of ceremonies called out. "Hunters, are you ready for the hunt?"
They yelled in unison.
"Prey, I don't give a shit if you are ready [laughter], let the countdown begin. 10,9,8,7...2.1! Run you fucking animals and prepare to be slaughtered!"
As we ran off in every direction I looked back and saw Steve join the rest of the hunters around the bar. There was going to be some heavy drinking in the next 45 minutes.
I ran as fast as I could through the brush. It was fairly flat and rocky, but there were visible rock and cave formation in every direction. The vegetation consisted of patches of short crooked trees, small tight spaces of thin trees in bundles and lots of wide-open space. Hiding was going to be next to impossible. I found a cave formation out of the sun and I waited in hiding not knowing how long I had been out here.
Thank goodness for the shade of the cave, but even so I was pouring sweat. I didn't know how long had gone by, but I had started feeling overconfident in my hideout. I should have kept running. I heard the boots crunching on the ground outside the cave, but I couldn't tell how far away they were so I hunkered down a little lower in the cave, sweat dripping noisily off my body.
I felt the hand grab my hair and yank me straight up!
"You didn't think a cave would be the first place we'd look Sheila?" A large man with sandy brown hair dressed in rugged outdoor wear said as he dragged me from the cave. I screamed as my skin rubbed against the sharp rocks, but he didn't pause. He pulled me in front of him on my knees. "I took me exactly 20 minutes to find you, you dumb Sheila! That has to be a new record. Now it's time you learned the price of being so easily caught!"
Holding me by the hair with one hand he unzipped and pulled his cock from his pant and shoved my face onto it. It was 18cm soft and thick. It glistened with sweat from the heat. "Now eat my cock Sheila!"