Are you sure these are any good?” she asked teasingly. I assisted her in loading the magazines as we neared an area known for white-tailed deer sightings. It was her first hunting experience; she had grown up in the city, and my relationship with my step-brother, her father, had dwindled over the years due to our divergent life paths. So, how did we end up here?

I wouldn't describe myself as outdoorsy, but I had long since abandoned the belief that city life held any value for me. Perhaps a bit antisocial, but solitude was my preference. During my weekly trips to town for mail, a letter from my step-niece, Coral, took me by surprise. She wrote about taking a gap year before college and her wish to visit me. Initially, I wasn't keen on the idea, but realizing it was time to mend family rifts in my mid-40s, I agreed. We arranged for me to pick her up from the train station. I hadn't known Coral as a kid and had no idea what to expect. When she tapped me on the shoulder, a petite woman with a familiar look in her eyes, I was taken aback. "You look like my dad," she said. "Coral???" I responded, smiling. She refused my help with her luggage, insisting on carrying it to the pickup herself. Our conversation during the drive covered a myriad of topics, from her aspirations to her desire to escape society, start a family, and live a simpler life. "Must be in our blood," she laughed, expressing her disdain for the modern world's technological dependency.

The week flew by as I taught her basic outdoor skills. We spent evenings by the fire, talking endlessly, and she even helped me with my solar panel roofing. Her enjoyment in domestic chores and her helpful nature around the house didn't go unnoticed. At the end of the week, she expressed a desire to join me on a hunt. After obtaining the necessary permits, we embarked on a two-day hike into the mountains.

Our trek led us to a stunning, oak-covered lake. The beauty of the light filtering through the leaves and the tranquility of the setting prompted us to camp there for the night. As we set up camp and prepared our meals, the rustle of the forest caught our attention. A magnificent deer, an eight-pointer, emerged. I quietly reached for my rifle, regretting that our hunt might end so soon. Then, an idea struck me. I handed the rifle to Coral, guiding her stance and positioning from behind. Her lack of perfume was a wise choice, allowing me to smell her natural scent, a blend of oatmeal and sweat. I tucked her hair behind her ears and inserted foam earplugs – the REM 700 in 30-06 can be deafening in the forest. “Breathe slowly, aim over the right leg,” I instructed. “Now pull the trigger.”

The shot echoed, startling the birds into flight, and the deer fell instantly. Coral, overwhelmed with emotion, turned to me, placing my hand on her rapidly beating heart. “That was the easy part; now we’ve got to dress the deer,” I said, removing my earplugs. Coral assisted in the dressing process, undeterred by the gore. Her resilience and competence impressed me, as she had since her arrival. Afterward, we were both splattered with blood. I suggested we head back, but Coral wanted to savour the night, suggesting a wash in the pond. As she began to undress, I retreated to my tent, respecting her privacy.

After a few minutes, I heard her call my name, I came out and noticed that she was completely immersed in the lake, she had never looked happier “The water feels so good, it’s sooo nice, you need to come in !!! ” she said with a smile. I hadn’t packed a bathing suit so I smirked at her and said that I need my clothes to stay dry “ Oohhhh come on, pleaaaasse you’re missing out and I’m all alone here, there could be alligators” She said laughing. “Alligators???” I said laughing. “ Yeahhh, and they’ll think I’m yummy, what kind of uncle won’t protect his niece?”

I slowly started undressing, her eyes were fixed on me … had I been so blind … Coral bit her lower lip as I started to shed layers, as I got to my underwear, I turned around and lowered them hearing her say “Boohooooo” as I entered the pond, my hands covering my large privates to the best of their ability. We swam around for a bit laughing and splashing, It was clear as crystal that Coral’s behaviour had changed, she swarm around me like a shark circling it’s prey, our naked bodies dancing around each other in the water. At some point to stop her from splashing me I grabbed her wrists and caught a look from her I hadn’t known or seen :

Lust …

I stopped and backed away, headed out of the water “she’s your step-niece you idiot, what are you doing?” She swam to the shore and walked out looking at me, her naked smooth body towering over mine as I sat down towelling myself off, she walked back to her tent and I couldn’t help myself and look at her walk away, her perfectly smoothe slit showing itself between the gap in her legs, she looked back at me with a smirk.

Night came and although we didn’t exchange much words beyond preparing dinner, we still hugged by the fire until it was time to head into our tents. I couldn’t sleep my head completely hypnotized by the memory of her perfect body exiting the pond. I grabbed my cock and started stroking it, enveloped by the memory of the smell of her neck, her wrists …

That's when I heard my name as she was standing outside my tent “I’m freezing can I come in” I agreed and she quickly told me that she thought she’d die of hypothermia. Before I could even say a thing, she cuddled beside me snuggling under my covers. It wasn’t long before she started complaining again of the cold needing skin to skin contact. I shook my head but her insistence made me laugh, I finally took off my shirt and she did the same with our chests glued to each other I tried hard not to look down but I felt her hard nipples on my ribs. She kept shuffling and I struggled to keep my cock down. It was hopeless my throbbing erection making me pray for dear life. Her head moved restlessly in the nook of my arm and shoulder, I felt the fluttering of her eyelashes on my skin.

Hopelessly I felt my cock push through the waistband of my underwear “Oooh” I heard her exclaim, giggling and breathing softly “I think I need more body heat” She climbed on top of me keeping us fully covered … That earlier shuffling I realized, had been her removing her pyjama pants, she started slowly grinding on top of me, her head on my chest, the wetness of her cunt torturing the tip and shaft of my cock, she quickened her pace as I started moaning helplessly, a few grunts from her as my cock started elevating itself feeling her pussy lips squeezing me. She kept going until I felt her orgasm. She stopped catching her breathe, still seated on my rigid cock. She moved her hands down, lifting me just enough to get what she wanted.

I slid into her …

I grabbed her throat, as she bounced on top of me, this went on until she froze, grinding her hips against me driving herself into another orgasm, she was leaking wet on top of me, I changed our position to prone bone, pounding her pussy with all my might, the heat from out bodies steaming the air in the tent. I grabbed her butt cheeks and bottomed out inside of her hoping to pause our fucking while I got some of my stamina back but she persisted moving her ass back and forth “Keep going baby” she said “I’m going to cum if I keep going Coral” she intensified the length of her body’s stroke on my cock “Well then you’d better start cumming.” she said as she lied down on her back pulling me into missionary. I was hopeless in my lust and as I started warning her of my impending orgasm she smiled and wrapped her legs around me “Give me that cum, give me your seed, I want your seed.”

I spurted inside her with an intensity that I had never felt. My cum making a pool of heat inside her that made me want to never pull out. She lifted her legs to give me a perfect sight of the white pearly mess I had created, she wasn’t fooling me though, I knew her remaining in that position had an alternate motive, but my lust and love for her let it be.

The next day we made our way with the carcass to the truck, not before another session in the lake.

I mused that her week was over, I asked her where she'd head next feigning sadness?

“Oh I’m not going anywhere she giggled tapping her belly” She looked at me with affection.

“I’ll help you move your stuff from the guest room” I said with a wink.