Claire

As she drives down the deserted highway, Claire is beginning to feel less and less sure about how to get back into civilization. Looking down at the black screen of her dead phone, she wishes that she hadn't left the car charger for it back at the campsite. After all, what good is a car charger outside of a car?? She doesn't understand why she's going into town anyway; Alex was supposed to have come with her. But now here she was, heading into town by herself, cursing her failed plan to separate him from the others.

She was determined to get him alone at some point this weekend. When she agreed to the camping trip, it had been for this reason alone. She hated the outdoors, and held a similar opinion of long trips in the car. Sure, she enjoyed hanging out with her friends, but lately she had felt like she wanted more than just a friendship with Alex, as they had been before, and the only purpose of going on this trip was to corner him in some secluded part of the forest and find out if he still felt the same.

She could picture it now, sneaking into his tent in the middle of the night to find him awake and waiting for her. She would close the tent flap, step out of her panties, and kneel beside him as he watched her lustfully. Pulling back the sleeping bag, it she would give an excited little gasp to find him already naked and rock hard, his impressive cock leaving an even more impressive shadow across his naked body in the faltering light of the campfire outside.

Claire had played this fantasy in her head a number of times on the drive up, and each time it would get a little hotter for her. She snakes a hand down into the waist of her pasts, rubbing the cloth of her panties into her dampening pussy. This road was utterly abandoned, so she didn't need to put her full attention on driving.

Back in her daydream, Alex was still laying naked and waiting. She would bend down to kiss him on the lips, while also reaching down to wrap her fingers delicately around his exposed shaft. Pumping lightly, she would move her lips from his mouth to his chin, then further down to his chest, and then to his stomach....

She snaps out of her day dream, her face flush and her underwear soaked. Fantasizing was one thing, but if she gets too carried away she would end up in a ditch. Realizing she hadn't been paying attention at all, she curses under her breath. If she wasn't lost before, she certainly is now.

She begins to keep an eye out for any sort of sign or road marker that could tell her where she is, figuring that if she encounters a gas station or something they would at least be able to direct her back to the camp site.

It only because of this increased level of attention that she spots it on the side of the road. Had she not been looking, she probably would have missed it...