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Airstart (MF)
by Anonymous Author (c) 1990
**
Once upon a time, in an apartment complex in a
distant town, I received my very first successful
airstart. Since I was of the advanced age of thirty,
this came as quite an overdue pleasure. I had been
dating the girl of my dreams (wet and dry) for several
months, and we had fucked and sucked on many occasions,
but I had never been able to fully relax and let myself
go (er, cumm). But this night was different.
I arrived home from school about 9, and when I
opened my apartment door I knew right away that this
was to be a GOOD night. Just inside the door were
Julie's shoes. A litter farther in were here stockings.
Still farther, her skirt, then blouse as I made the
turn toward the bedroom. Panties and bra made up the
last "steps" to the bed, where I saw something I never
will forget. Julie was lying with her back on the
pillows, propped up against the headboard, with her
ankles crossed behind her neck! She was sucking a pale
yellowish liquid from a long plastic tube (which must
have come from the lab where she worked). The tube
wound around her right leg two or three times, and
disappeared into the curly blonde hair around her
pussy. What a sight! What a shock!! What a turn-on!!!
At this point, my heart was in my throat. She
smiled and asked if I'd care for some champagne.
Confused, I looked around for a moment until she said
"no, silly, here!.", and she handed me the tube. I
hesitated, but then figured, what the hell, and sucked
on the tube. To my surprise, it was champagne, although
a little warm for my taste. "How?", I asked. She
reached down to where the end of the tube entered her
pussy hair, and spread the lips of her pussy apart,
revealing a big red party balloon, which she had filled
with a little champagne, inserted the plastic tube, and
closed it off with a rubber band. Gloriosky!!!
By now I was pretty hot, and started to get
undressed. But she insisted that we must finish
drinking and have something to eat, so I stopped with
just my shirt and pants on. She said she had a special
surprise for me for dinner. After her trick with the
balloon I was eager to fine out what was next!
I did not have to wait long. We finished the
"cuntpagne" in a few minutes, as there wasn't much.
"Bring me our dinner from the pot on the stove" she
said, "Dry it off first." I went to the stove where I
found a giant foot long tightly curved polish sausage
in a pot of warm water. I think I knew what was cumming
(excuse me, coming) next.
As I returned with the bag, Julie removed the
balloon and tube from her pussy with a jerk, which made
a sound like pulling your foot out of deep mud.
"SLURP". With a big smile on her face and a look that
said she knew that she had me under her complete
control, she began licking the balloon, slowly cleaning
her juices from it. I almost dropped the sausage!
When she finished with the balloon, she said "Sit
here on the bed and kiss me while I finish warming that
sausage for you". I handed it to her and sat down. She
took it with just the tips of her fingers and caressed
that big thing as if it were her favorite prick. Then,
with that "now I've got you" look she raised the
sausage to her mouth, and licked around the end of it.
Then she slowly ran the end down her left leg from
where it passed by her head toward her pussy. When the
sausage reached her pussy hair, she slowed to where it
was almost not moving at all. "This is it", I thought,
"She's going to stick it in!" But she had other plans.
She ever so slowly ran that sausage up and down her
pussy lips several times, and then moved it up her
right leg back to her mouth, where she began licking it
again. "Ever wish you were Polish?", she asked. I
laughed, and reached for the sausage, but she said "Not
yet! I have to warm it first." She then ran the sausage
down her leg as before, but this time she slowly put it
inside her pussy. One inch, then two, three, four,
until almost the entire thing was inside. She pulled me
to her, and we kissed hot and deep. But I couldn't get
that sausage off my mind. "Are you hungry?", Julie
asked. "I guess so", I squeaked. "I know I want
something!!!"
She took hold of my face, and guided it down to
the sausage. "Chow Baby", she laughed. "Eat up." I took
the sausage in my teeth, and as I bit down, looking up
at her, I had the funniest feeling that what I was
doing wasn't all that different than what a cocksucker
does.
At that point, I decided to inject a little
change of my own. Instead of just eating the sausage, I
began sucking it into and blowing it out of my mouth,
making it go in and out of Julie's pussy. Then I added
a little back and forth motion of my head to provide
greater stroke length. Julie liked it, a lot! I think I
could have made her cumm, but I got so excited that I
bit through the skin of the sausage, and it tasted so
good that I remembered how hungry I actually was.
Julie put her legs down over my back, and I laid
there and ate several bites of that sausage, giving
Julie a few strokes with it for good measure. I bit off
a few bites for Julie, and she made quite a show of
eating them, running her tongue around the pieces and
sucking the meat into her mouth. I was impressed by
just how hot that sausage was, particularly the parts
that had been deepest inside Julie. And the taste was
really special. But Julie always had great taste!
When we finished eating the sausage, we went to
the kitchen, got some more champagne (cold, from a
glass [boring]), kissed, touched, and Julie removed the
last of my clothes as we returned to the bed.
As wonderful as the remarkably erotic supper
treats had been, I somehow sensed that Julie had some
special purpose motivating her that night. As I started
to caress her body she took my hands in hers and looked
me in the eyes and said "Lay back, and let me drive
tonight." So I put two pillows under my head and put my
arms at my side. She kissed my eyelids, and my mouth.
Not a hard passionate kiss, but a tender "I love you"
kiss that can frequently be even more exciting than a
hot tongue checking all of your fillings. It certainly
was this night, maybe because of the bizarre activities
that preceded it. I reached up and began to fondle the
large erect nipples of her small firm breasts, and she
moaned ever so softly as she kissed my neck. I ran my
fingers over her breasts in ever widening circles until
I reached her side. She kissed her way down to where
she was licking my nipples then, and I could only reach
her shoulders and arms. She looked up at me and said "I
love you, and I want this to be a night that you will
always remember." I said I loved her too, and that I
was especially fond of the way she cooked sausage. She
said it was time to be serious and to enjoy our love
and our passion. "I want you to be so comfortable with
me that you hold nothing back." I knew she was
referring to my tendency to tighten up emotionally when
we were having any sort of sexual experience beyond the
basics, particularly if I was not the "driver".
Then she ran her tongue slowly down my tummy,
moving to the left down the front of my leg, almost to
the knee. She kissed me gently on the inside of my
thighs, as I had done for her so many times before. I
moved my legs apart, trying to look cool at the same
time. She continued kissing my left leg, while
caressing my right leg with the tips of her fingers. I
was pretty hot, but also getting nervous. We'd been
here (sort of) before, and, if we were going where I
hoped we were, we had never been successful. This time
WAS different, though, maybe due to the "cuntpagne", or
the "Pussy Kielbasa", or maybe because of something
else. I just wasn't as anxious or self conscious as I
had been before.
As her lips moved up my leg I could almost hear
my blood pumping, but I kept telling myself to let go,
and not worry about anything. "I LIKE your little
dick", Julie said softly, "it fits my mouth just
right." She took just the tip in her lips, then pushed
it out with her tongue, and ran her tongue down to my
balls. She sucked ever so gently on my nuts, one at a
time, while running her fingers up and down my dick.
Then she kissed her way back up my cock. When she got
to the tip, she pushed the tip of her tongue against
the hole and made the end of my dick move in a circular
motion. It felt different, maybe even strange, but
REAL GOOD. Gradually, she began to take me into her
mouth. So very slowly that I could hardly keep from
trying to help by pushing against her. But I kept
trying to let things happen her way, rather than trying
to make things happen my way. Eventually, she had
almost all of me in her mouth, and she began to back
off. Slowly out, slowly in, slowly out, slowly in. She
made no sounds, she just reached up and took my hands
in hers, gently holding me as if to say "I love you".
As I relaxed a little, I could feel that old familiar
tightening way down inside that means I'm getting
closer. I began to move, but caught myself and laid
back, and just enjoyed the feeling. Back and forth
Julie's head went. Sometimes fast, mostly slow.
Eventually, I could feel that tightening really taking
hold, and I noticed that I had begun to breathe
heavier. Julie could tell that I was getting closer,
and she picked up the pace. She also took one hand and
put it around my cock and against her lips. That felt
even better. Faster and faster she went, harder and
harder I breathed, tighter and tighter the muscles got.
Then, almost by surprise, I came in her mouth. It
seemed like the biggest explosion I'd ever had. I think
I cried out something, but this part is a little hazy.
Julie never even flinched, merely slowed the motion of
her head and her hand, but she sucked even harder. She
seemed to be pulling the cum out of someplace way down
deep inside of me. It was the second best feeling I
ever had. The muscle spasms seemed to go on forever,
but as they began to subside, Julie stopped sucking and
came up beside me. She looked happier than I could
remember, her eyes were sparkling like the champagne
we'd had earlier. She pressed her lips to mine, and as
we kissed, I tasted what must have been some of my cum,
but I didn't care.
For me, that night was a major milestone in my
sexual maturity. I discovered that I really could "let
myself go", even if someone else was in command of the
situation. I've had other exciting moments since that
night, but that one night sticks out like a stiff peter
and is by far the most significant and the most
memorable, just as Julie wanted it to be.
THE END