Hunting for Hunters

Hunting for HuntersNow if you read this story and look at the pictures provided to go along with the story you'll see how I was dressed and erotic it was especially for me and anyone else who saw me.It was the first day of November 2014 and the first snow fall of the year. There were three cabins out near the coast that was rented out for hunting and one of the local girls said that all three cabins had 4 to 6 guys in each one. According to her, these white men were pretty good looking and big masculine types. After a long night of my g/f and I both having to work the E.R. for a drunken brawl and a couple of stabbings and a few beatings that required airlifts out which the little clinic which was not set up to handle long patient stays, we stayed up most of the night until everyone was discharged.The next morning we broke open a bottle of wine we smuggled in with us and a little bottle became quite empty while the talk became more risque about these hunters, so my partner, g/f, photographer dared me to go out to the cabins wearing something that would get me fucked if anyone was around. With her licking my pussy and sucking my nipples as she bet me, knowing how much I wanted cock, it was a sure thing that I would take her up on the dare. I had on a shelf bra (1/2 cup) bikini panty, stay up nylons, a short dress, a sweater, a long leather coat and high heeled boots. We actually I finished the wine and she drove up the river to the coast where the cabins were.When we entered where the cabins were, there were no tracks in the fresh snow, which could have meant that anywhere from 12 to 18 hunters could be in for a surprise, if they were still thee that morning, or they left and were on the trailer before the snow ended. I was told by my g/f that I was allowed to wear my coat and sweater and dress but everything had to be unbuttoned and open up for viewing. It was chilly so I gratefully agreed.When we got to where the cabins were we could see lots of signs of earlier activity, but we both agreed that it didn?t look like there was enough tracks that everyone had gone out. She stayed back by the truck and took pictures of me going up to the first cabin to knock on the door. Often the guys designated to cook and clean each day would stay behind and we (again I, as my g/f is gay and did not do men, but knows that I need to) were going to give somebody, from 1 to 18 guys, a treat that day. I flicked my hair out, open my clothing up, gathered up my nerves and knocked on cabin #1Unfortunately, no answer. As I walked down towards Cabin #2 my g/f called out to open my pussy and make sure my coat stays open.Once more I gathered up my nerves and went up the stairs to knock on the door. Part of me was ready to run if I heard any noises coming from the cabin, but I was so wet with anticipation my body was tingling, and not from the cold. I was actually not really feeling the cold too much.No one there either. At the third cabin I knocked three separate times but no success. I was disappointed and so horny as I walked back to the truck. She stated that I must have been really horny to have knocked 3 times, banging on the door the last time.As I walked back to the truck I took one last look around and listen to hear if there was the sound of an ATV or snow machine in the distance as it could be them coming back. My g/f pushed me back down on the truck seat and as she began to lick my pussy she stated that while we waited to see if anyone would show up, we could do our own version of dogging. After three lengthy orgasms I wasn?t feeling so disappointed anymore. Then she said that there was supposed to an Indian hunting party staying at the old teepee, way out the side of town in the woods, so there?s another exploit to tell you