Around the end of last April I received a rather lengthy e-mail from a lady acquaintance in Indianapolis. She just returned from a four day mini-vacation in Tucson.
She had been invited to stay with an old college friend of hers, whose husband was an over the road truck driver. During her stay, her friend introduced her to a new style of exhibitionism. She called it the latest fad in Arizona.
Her e-mail was fairly graphic, in addition to getting me horny, I began to wonder if she hadn't stumbled on to something more people would be interested in.
Three weeks ago, I got another e-mail from her. She and three of her friends, each invested twenty dollars for the purchase of a small, CB radio , an antenna, and one additional speaker.
(CB stands for, citizens band radio, usually kept on channel 19, the general information channel.)
This e-mail was just as hot as the first. It reinforced my idea, that other women, who have never acted on their impulse to tantalize men, may find this of interest.
I gave her a call that night.
She listened to my proposal and when I consented not to divulge certain segments, she kindly give her permission. She wants to share this with those of you who have an interest in exhibitionism and to encourage women who would like to show it off but are afraid to do so.
Here's to you Kathy.
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I had never been to Tucson and it had been over two years since Liz and I spent any time together.
I had expected her to show me part of the Old West, but here we were, in her Honda SRV, stuck in heavy construction traffic on interstater ten.
She had invited two of her friends to go with us. I was sitting behind Liz. Sandy, a five foot zero inch, bleach blonde, was sitting next to me. In the front passenger seat was Ruth, a tall buxom, raven haired beauty.
Liz had promised me a surprise filled and exciting afternoon. It didn't take me long to realize how right she was.
I saw Ruth lean forward, it looked to me like she was adjusting the radio. As she sat back a mans voice came over the car speakers, "Hay, check this out, Black Honda crossover, cummin up on your six, looks good."
I found my self looking around, puzzled over the disembodied voice that just mentioned the type and color car we were in. I saw Liz looking at me in the mirror. A grin on her face. Before I could ask what was going on another voice cracked into life. "She's got her hand in her top, scratching her titty. - Fuck, she's got a nice rack on her - and her skirt is showing a lot of leg."
New voice, "Screw the legs, what's her titties look like."
More and more voices were coming over the speakers.
"What have you got on..." my voice trailed away as I noticed Ruth. One hand pulling her tube top out while the fingers of her other, brushed against the top of her breast, as the voice continued a description of her actions.
I leaned over Sandy's lap to look up at the truck beside us. I could see the face of the driver, looking down at Ruth, getting a good view from up there.
"Don't look at him," Liz snapped. "Never , never make eye contact. Sorry, Kathy. I didn't mean to yell, but it's a rule we have."
I started to sit back up when Sandy put her hand on my back. "You can stay like that, that'll really give them something to talk about."
I felt Sandy's hand slide down my back and over my ass. It seemed to be headed for my crotch. I gasped, making a loud noise.
Liz reprimanded her. "Stop that Sandy. Kathy is here just to watch and listen. If she wants to join in, that's her decision to make."
The radio was now a non stop commentary about Ruth's tits. As I looked at her, she exposed more of her right breast. You could hear the excitement in the drivers voice as he spread the word of the beautiful tit he was looking at.
Liz spoke above the chatter on the CB, "Sorry, Kathy. I shouldn't have pulled this on you. Most of the time it's just us three that go out like this. It's a real turn on for us and I had hoped you would feel the same after you heard some of the talk from the truckers.
"Most of the time we get so turned on, we go home to our husbands and fuck them and ourselves silly."
"Holy fuck." I heard come over the speakers.
I looked over. Ruth had her right breast completely exposed. I had to agree, Holy fuck, was right, her tit was so big and firm, it bounced with the movement of the car.
The voice of the driver continued, "She just pulled her tit out and I'm watching her play with it. - Her nipple is fucking growing as I'm look-in at it. -- Holey shit. - I'd like suck on that big one. -- It's fucking beautiful you should see it. She's got a big old brown circle around the biggest fucking nipple I ever saw. -- Now, she pulling on it. - Honest to god. I'm going to fucking cream my pants."
The CB was alive with suggestive chatter that was turning me on. I found myself squirming in my seat, pushing my thighs together as I felt my cunt begin to tingle.
Not only could I hear this man talk about Ruth's tit, but I was watching her go through exaggerated suggestive movements.
She stuck a finger in her mouth and sucked it, pulling her cheeks in. As she removed it she applied a thick coat of saliva with her tongue. She used the wetness to lubricate her nipple and large areola. She traced an inward spiral, until she came to the base of her nipple.
I found her movements hypnotic as she lolled her head against the window and began to torment her nipple by pulling it. She seemed lost in this mans voice as he talked about her.
She had pinched her nipple tightly and her breast was being pulled out and up. The strain on her nipple must have been intense because I heard her moan over the voices on the radio.
Liz was now pulling forward, faster than the inside lane of trucks. We pulled along side another tractor, the tires so big that they came half way up the windows.
"Fuck, he's right. -- This gals going to stretch her titty out until it hit's the front window. -- I can't believe this, the broad in the back, just pulled her shorts aside. She has blonde hair and a brown bush on her pussy. - Now it looks like she's slapping it. What a horny fucking broad this is."
I knew he wasn't talking about me, so I pulled my eyes away from Ruth and saw Sandy. She was scrunched down, with her ass on the edge of the seat. Her legs were spread and she had pulled the right leg of her shorts as far over as it would go. She had no panties on. The first two fingers of her right hand had her pussy lips splayed, exposing the soft pink flesh of her inner lips. Her clit was like a tiny tube, very light pink in color. It stood only a quarter inch in height. Because of it's light color, it stood out in contrast to the dark colored outer lips at the top of her slit.