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"He was right." Came over the CB. "She has tattoos of horses and some other stuff on her tits, and does she ever have some nice hooters. These look like the type you just want to wiggle your toes on. - Oh yea, I forgot to mention. She's finger fucking her pussy! - Let me tell you, that looks good too. I'd like to stick my nose up her cunt and lick her asshole."

Another voice, "You are one sick puppy."

"Yea, well you should be seeing them in about ten seconds. Then tell me what you'd want to do to her."

The car windows were closed and the AC was on low. My pussy was crying for attention and all those tears had soaked my shorts. I could feel them leaking down the crack of my ass. Not to mention, scent of sex being thrown off by four horny women was making my head spin.

I hated the idea of possibly grabbing some of the spot light from Mandy, but all's fair when your horny and need to come. So. I let go of the steering wheel for a second, lifted my ass and pulled my shorts down to my knees, then I let my fingers do one of the things they do best.

The voices came again. "Are you fucking blind. There are four women in that old Lincoln and every one of them has their fingers in their cunt. All you can see is fingers flying over wet pussies and titties just a bouncing. It must smell like a whore house in there. -- If that driver starts to come, she'll likely swerve into us, so lets back off a bit and let em go."

His words made me take control of myself and I got us off at the next exit. At least I got me off at the next exit. As I sat there trying to recover and pull my sticky wet shorts up, Lynn started.

"Oh, god, I'm going to come, right her in the car, in front of everyone. My cunt is squeezing my fingers. Kathy, I'm going to cum in your car. I'm sorry. -- Ooh, I'm so close.

"I wish I could suck on my own tits."

With that said, Tam was there. Before Lynn could stop her, Tam had pulled her jersey up and had one of Lynn's big heavy tits in her hand. Lynn's urge to come was momentarily over ridden by fear.

"Stop, stop. What are you doing."

"You said you wanted to feel suction on your tit to help make you cum. So I help you.

"You just think about all those men who told you how much they wanted to suck on your tits. They told you what they wanted you to do to them.

"Think of that and pretend that they are milking your big fucking titties and your favorite man is sucking on them."

I interrupted, "Lynn, trust her, she is right. I experienced the same thing. Just let go and you'll cum."

Lynn didn't say anything, she just laid her head back and put her fingers back into play.

Tam bent over her and with two hands, began squeezing Lynn's tit, like she was milking a cow as she sucked on her pink rosebud nipple.

It didn't take long for her to get to the same point of need, only now it was different and better.

"Ooh yeaa. Pinch my other nipple. Fuck, like that, yes. Oh, yea, my cunt is so tight, it's clamping around my fingers. Suck! Yea! --- Fuck, Oooh FUCK! I'm Cumming!"

Lynn body stopped shaking, but she was still breathing hard as I heard her say, "Thank you Tam, it was sweet of you to do that for me."

"It was no problem, next time you do it to me."

Thru this entire cum fest, Mandy had been quiet and steadily fucking herself. Her eyes were still closed and her head hadn't moved.

I was feeling a little worried and wanted to shake her, to see if she was OK.

Tam stopped me. "No. Don't wake her, she's in a trance. She must have been concentrating to much on the truck drivers voice and he put her in a trance. See the vain in her neck? Watch."

I watched and suddenly it pulsed rapidly and then calmed.

"Every time that throbs, she is having an orgasm," Tam told me.

"No. That cant be," I said as I watched closely, but a minute later, there it was again.

"She can cum hundreds of times like this, with tiny, tiny orgasms. Best way to bring her out of it is to make her have big orgasm."

"And, how do you propose we do that?"

"Easy, just reach over and play with her clit. Then she will have a big orgasm. If your afraid, I'll do it."

As the self-appointed ring leader of this gang, I felt it was my responsibility to look after the others and I guess this was all part of it.

I reached over and slid a finger into the top of her slit. Her clit felt a lot different than mine. My clit is thin and when I get turned on, it grows in length and only puffs out a little. The feel of Mandy's clit was three times fatter than mine and it wasn't pliable at all, it was as hard as my nipples get when their over stimulated. I began to briskly rub my finger over it, when she gave a lurch, pushing my hand out of the way. She then began to slap the palm of her hand against her cunt with each rapid thrust of her fingers.

There was no dialogue preceding her orgasm, she loudly grunted and groaned her way thru it, raising her ass off the seat and pushing her cunt up to meet her plunging fingers.

After, her breathing was heavy, as if she had gust run a marathon. "Hue, I'm exhausted. I haven't had an orgasm like that in years. I feel like I could fall asleep."

"What's the last thing you remember," I asked?

"What do you mean?"

"Mandy. You were in some kind of sexual trance. You were slowly fucking your pussy and you must have cum twenty times."

"That's impossible!"

"OK. So, tell us, from the time that you put your fingers into your cunt, what do you remember?"

Instantly she began. "I remember him wondering where he put his heart medicine."

"Yea, and what else?"

"Aah, I remember thinking how good it felt when my fingers slid into me. It felt wonderful and soothing and I could feel my entire body just turn to mush."

"OK, then what."

"Well, then I had my orgasm, and here we are."

Lynn now spoke, "Sorry to burst your bubble, but from the time that you started to diddle yourself to here we are, fifteen minutes has passed. You've been fucking yourself that entire time.

"If Tam is right, you've been in a trance and have been having loads of orgasms. It's no wonder your tired.

Mandy now looked at Tam for confirmation. "Don't look so worried. It's a wonderful thing. I do it when ever I feel stressed and it relaxes me."

"Oh God," Mandy moaned. "If any of you see me walking around, with my hand at my crotch, like Tam. Please give me a swat on the ass."

That broke the tension and even Tam got a laugh out of it.

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The four of us go out at least once a week and I hope, that like Liz and her group, our periods start to coincide.

At first, I thought separate periods was a good thing, as it gave us a designated driver. The problem is that period or not, you still get horny and I've already ruined two nice pair of shorts.

One last parting word. That collision last week, of four tractor trailers.

It was not my fault.