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Warmups: A Smoking Handjob Story Part II


Posted by DammitJim , Nov 12,1999,03:04 Post Reply    Forum
This is a followup to the original post I made a few weeks ago.
Thanks to the response I got from a fetishists in this forum, notably Michael C., I decided that I would drop my resistance to experiencing a 'warmup' at the hands of the woman I had met at a party earlier this year. This woman (her name is Tricia) and I had become close friends since the party, despite my reluctance to experience this new form of pleasure she was encouraging me to try. Our relationship had not yet really become a romantic one, but she nevertheless did not feel uncomfortable inviting me to spend a weekend with her at a cabin her family owned, in the Poconos. I accepted the invitation, and decided to just let things happen as they would. We had each decided to take off on Friday, and set off for the cabin Friday morning. I wondered if she would try again to give me a 'warmup' . I paid close attention to her when she smoked one of her Capri 120's, and tried not to be obvious about it. I tried to imagine how it would feel if I let her do it, and found myself vaguely excited at the prospect.
We arrived after a nearly 3 hour drive, and spent the rest of the day outdoors hiking, and generally enjoying the good weather.
That night, we went out dinner at a brewpub. After dinner, numerous beers and a couple of sets of bad music, we headed back for the cabin.
When we got inside, she hugged me, and told me how glad she was that I was there with her. We kissed deeply, and collapsed on the couch.
She must have sensed my arousal, and started to massage my stiffening cock through my pants. She paused kissing me for a moment and whispered "I'm going to unzip you now...." and did precisely that. She dragged my shorts and jeans down to my ankles, and started to squeeze and tug at my now bulging cock. When she had worked it to the stiffness that she desired, she applied lotion to my cock, after warming it briefly in her hands first. Then she began to slowly stroke me...it felt incredibly good, but it was just the beginning. She interrupted her stroking briefly, though retained her grip, and reached into her purse to take out one of her long, thin cigarettes. She lit it, still keeping her grip on my cock, and bent close to me, ehaling the smoke on the tip of my cock. I could feel the warmth of her breath and the smoke as she did this. I never experienced anything like it.
It might have been the quqntity of beer I consumed, but from my vantage point, her cigarette looked even longer than her usual brand, which I now knew to be Capri menthol 120's. I asked her what brand she was smoking, thinking it might be different. She smiled at me and said "Capri....120's.....Menthol..." . At each pause, she gently, almost playfully touched her cigarette to the tip of my cock, watching my reactions closely. At each touch, I felt a rush of heat to the tip of my cock that was neither unpleasant nor painful. She had waited until the ash on her cigarette was long before touching me with it.
She seemed pleased that I didn't register any pain or distress at this, and asked me if I wanted her to tell me again. I nodded affirmatively, and she again, gave my cock three gentle touches with her cigarette.
Now that I had the chance to experience it fully prepared, I realized that not only didn't it hurt, it actually felt good, just as she said it would. As soon as she realized that I was enjoying it, she resumed her pattern of stroking my cock, then pausing to blow smoke on the tip, and give it a few more touches. She occasionally dabbed away precum with a tissue, before touching the ash to my cock. When she sensed that I was about to come, She touched her cigarette to my cock a final time, as I shot my load, putting out her cigarette and drenching her fingers.
She continued to stroke me, leaving the now drenched cigarette in contact with my cock, until I was spent. She looked at me hopefully, asking if I'd enjoyed it. I let her know in no uncertain terms that it was the most incredible handjob, and probably the most unique sexual experience I'd ever had, and would be eager to try it again if she wanted to.
She gave me three more 'warmups' over the rest of the weekend, each time improving her technique further, and also experimenting by using Capri Reg. 120's too. She loves to experiment, and will try seemingly endless variations on a theme. She has offered to try other 120's if I wanted.

I urge anybody out there who is curious (or perhaps doubtful ) to get their girfriends or wives to try this on them. Do it the way I described it in this and the original post, and you will not believe the feeling.
This is not about torture, and is not painful!

 

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