Chapter 23: The Escapee
The music blared from the stereo as Danger sped down Highway 33 through the heart of Oklahoma. It was Friday afternoon and he was on his for a workout with a minor league baseball team near Oklahoma City. He had rented a black Ford Mustang convertible and was loving every second of stretching its legs on the open road.
Just past the town of Cushing he noticed someone hitch-hiking on the shoulder of the road. As he approached he could make out the slender figure of a female; she was tall and very trim. Intrigued, he began slowing down to pick her up. As he approached he was able to make her out more clearly. The first thing he noticed was her clothes. She looked like she went to a private school since she was wearing the typical schoolgirl outfit. She wore a navy blue sleeveless sweater over a crisp white blouse, a blue and gray plaid pleated skirt that showed most of her slender, white thighs, and navy blue socks that stretched from her black, polished shoes to her knees. She had very short brown hair, a small face with a cute nose and pouty lips. Her eyes were hidden behind a pair of small, round sunglasses. Danger stopped in front of her and her blue eyes gazed over the top of her sunglasses as she looked at the car before turning to him.
"Nice wheels," she began, "Where ya headed?"
"OK City," came Danger's response, "Where are you trying to get?"
"That sounds good to me. I'm just trying to escape from my prison of a private school for the weekend," the girl replied.
"Hop in," Danger said as he cleared some stuff of the passenger seat and tossed it into the cramped back seat. The girl dropped her knapsack in the back, opened the passenger door, and plopped into the seat. "My name's Danger, by the way."
"Hi, I'm Kirsten," the brunette replied seconds before Danger pulled away and accelerated down the highway. She closed her eyes and leaned her head against the head rest as she felt the wind blow through her short hair. "God it feels good to be out of that place for a while," she said happily. "They are so fuckin' strict there that it's almost impossible to sneak a guy in or sneak out to find a guy to get some. Just to get out this morning I had to get two girls to pretend to fight just so I could sneak away to the bathroom and climb out of the window. The head mistress is probably in a panic now, although I think she's just looking for an excuse to expel me."
"It sounds like those two girls are going to be in some hot water. They'll probably be looking for some payment when you get back," Danger replied.
"Yeah," Kirsten said, tilting her head to think for a moment. "They're both horny lesbians so they'll probably want me to munch their fuckin' cunts and I've seen them look at my body in the shower. They probably want to fuck me with a huge dildo or something." Danger's cock started to stir at the thought of this hot, slender girl on her hands and knees with a thick, black dildo pounding her cunt. Although it's hard enough to find enough time alone to get yourself off, let alone trying to hide two or three people. I haven't had an orgasm in months. Although..." her sentence trailed off as she starting looking around. Kirsten then lifted her ass off the seat and pushed her skirt behind her back so that she was longer sitting on it. She then reached up under her skirt and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and shimmied them off her hips and down her thighs to her knees before sitting back down. Danger looked over to see her gray, cotton panties around her knees before she slid them down her calves and off her feet. She then picked them off the floor and tossed them in the air behind her; the wind caught them and blew them into a large, open field beside the highway. Kirsten then slid forward in her seat and pulled the front of her skirt up revealing her furry, black bush and creamy, white hips. She spread her thighs and began rubbing her slit with her right hand.
"Oh, that feels good," she purred as her fingers began to separate her swelling pussy lips. "Hmmm, I haven't done this in a long time." As her labia separated her sweet juices began to seep out onto her fingers. Periodically she would stop rubbing herself and bring her fingers to her mouth to lick her juices off. Eventually Kirsten found her clit which caused a load moan to escape her lips and her hips to buck. Danger's attention was divided between the road in front of him and his passenger's cunt. As he began a long straight stretch of highway he looked down between her legs just in time to see the tip of her middle finger penetrate her glistening lips and slip into her moist pussy. Kirsten then slipped off her shoes, put her feet up on the dash of the car, and let her knees fall apart. While her right hand continued on with her pussy she brought her left hand up to rub her clit. Danger could now smell the aroma of her excited pussy as she managed to slip two more fingers into her snatch. Kirsten's head was back, her eyes were shut, and her mouth was open as she moaned and gasped with each thrust of her long, slender fingers into her body.