The right way towards home

After finally stopping from her mad dash away from the school, Sandry had realized that her natural instincts had taken her in the right path towards home. She still had a while to go. But at least she was going the right way. Albeit wearing only her birthday suit. From her current whereabouts she had about a mile to go. A car honk reminded her of her exposed state so Sandry clutched her intimates she looked ahead at the long stretch of road ahead of her, mentally trying to get her legs to start moving again. If only Jasmine didn't take her bag which contained her phone, the brunette would have been able to call someone to help.

She could feel every bit of hot concrete with every step her now bare feet took. She could feel her flesh wiggling up her legs, to her hand tickling the bit of pubic hair against her palms, to her fat ass swaying away in the breeze blowing against her filled out figure. “Look at that cutie booty!” an older male had shouted out as he passed Sandry who shrieked, moving her hand from her crotch to her rear. She never broke her stride, but another car coming towards her caught a glimpse of her nearly shaved crotch, throwing out a thumbs up and a loud series of honks.

“Ohmygodno….” She began to run faster, letting everything shake in all her voluptuous form. Her nipples remained hard, as a soft moisture began to form round her crotch area. Sandry hoped it was just sweat, but another part of her was enjoying this humiliating ordeal.

Upon reaching a crosswalk, Sandry quickly hid behind a pole to cover her frontal nudity to the best of her ability. The way she was leaning against the pole with her butt outward, would've been quite the Kodak moment. Luckily for the senior, no one was around.

As the light changed, and the coast looked clear, Sandry once again broke into a run across the long crossroads ahead. All she would have to do was keep going straight, the problem she faced was the multiple suburban neighborhoods that lay ahead. “Not to mention the po-” before she could finish her thought, a flash of blue accompanied by a loud siren froze the teen yet again in place.

“Stop right there...”

Not wanting to be handcuffed and paraded through school, the straight path would lead her home but it would also have the chance of getting caught by the police. There was a path to the left, which could get her home, but it would tack on another hour at the least.

Sandry decided….