Eva Cums of Age
Growing up on the wrong side of the tracks of 1940s and 1950s Tulsa, Oklahoma left a lot to be desired and explored in Eva's life. Luckily, she had her lifelong best friend, Juanita, to push her out into the world. When they were both 19, they were restless and hoping to find excitement with handsome young men, and Juanita knew just where to look. A long line of Army helicopter pilots will never forget them.
After they both got off work one Friday afternoon, Juanita called Eva at home, "Get ready, we're going to meet some Army helicopter pilots and maybe even get to fly!"
"What are you talking about, girl?!" Eva laughed, "We don't know any pilots!"
"Not yet we don't," Juanita answered, "but we're going to meet some. My cousin's buddies are flying here this weekend, and he told them all about us. And guess who wants to meet a couple of babes?"
"Babes? I don't know about that," Eva said. "Besides, what would I wear?"
Laughing again, Juanita said, "You just put on a pretty dress that doesn't button too high and isn't too long. These boys will figure out the rest!"
"Oh, gosh, Juanita! That's what you always say!" Eva said, adding, "But alright, I'll get ready. If we get into trouble, it's all your fault though!"
Two hours later they met two handsome, athletic looking men at the Tulsa airport bar. With the same short haircuts, trim build, and form-fitting flight suits, they could have been brothers. At 6-feet tall, the men were tall enough for the young women to look up at in their high heels, and the men had a good view of their cleavage through their dresses' open collars. Everyone approved of what they saw, and the guys each took a girl's arm as they walked them to the parking lot.
Eva's fella said, "We hear you'd like a chopper ride. We can do that, but you'll need to change into flight suits and wear helmets, so no one sees a couple of gals on the flight line. We have spares for each at our hotel right outside the airport, and, if you're up for it, you can change into them there."
Eva shot a nervous look at Juanita, who laughed and said, "Sounds fun, flyboys!"
Twenty minutes later, both women were wearing baggy flight suits. Juanita's guy looked them up and down, then said, "I don't know how to put this delicately, but I think you're going to have to lose the bras. You don't look enough like guys with them on. I understand if that's a deal-breaker. Oh, and you'll need to wear our civilian shoes. Your heels would get as much attention as your figures."
Juanita laughed and pulled a shocked Eva back into the bathroom. Eva hissed, "We can't just have our boobs hanging out!"
"Oh, come on!" Juanita hissed back. "We do it all the time at home, what's the big deal? Just zip that thing above those puppies and let's go. It's ok. Do it!"
When they walked out again carrying their dresses and bras, both pilots had their eyes fixed on the women's chests. Juanita walked past them with a grin and said, "Come on, Romeos, let's see what all the fuss is about."
The men walked out of the hotel room behind the women, grinning at each other about the gullible young beauties that were now almost naked in their flight suits.
Their short flight around the city and sneaking back out with the women went without a hitch. At the hotel room, Eva's guy poured rum and cokes all around to celebrate. After pouring a second round, both men kicked off their boots and unzipped their flight suits to the waist. The girls had already taken off their shoes, and they now sat tightly on the single couch.
It didn't take long for both men to make their moves, and both couples began kissing, hesitantly at first, then more deeply. The close quarters on the couch had the couples jostling each other as they made-out, so Juanita's guy led her by the hand to the foot of one of the two beds, where they sat and resumed kissing and caressing each other. Eva's pilot followed suit and sat her on the other bed, where they went back to making out too.
Each girl looked to the other for cues on what to do or not do, but neither of them wanted to be the "little girl" and stop the fun. While kissing, Juanita's guy slowly inched down the zipper on her flight suit a little at a time until the loose coverall was open to below her waist, and her boobs were half exposed. Eva's eyes went wide as she watched his hand slip inside and massage Juanita's left breast, and her friend's only reaction was to wrap an arm around his neck and moan.
Eva's guy followed the other's lead again and opened her flight suit to her belly button. As his hand slipped over her breast, she took a deep, nervous breath and stiffened slightly, but she kept kissing him and resisted the urge to push him away. Hearing rustling from the other bed, Eva looked over and saw Juanita's guy laying on his back and pulling Juanita over him. Both of his hands were inside her flight suit and exploring her breasts as she rocked her pelvis over his and they kissed.
Still writhing on top of her guy, Juanita smiled at her, and nodding her head with half-closed eyes. Seeing Eva's panicked expression, Juanita mouthed silently but emphatically, "It's ok. Do it!"
Eva took a breath and turned her face back to her pilot just as he was opening her flight suit, fully exposing her breasts and saying, "Mmmmm, nice tits, Blondie." Not knowing what else to do and not wanting him to see her blush, she kissed him, and he returned the kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth as he began lightly pinching her nipples.
He rolled her onto her back and slipped a hand lower in her flight suit and panties, causing her to stiffen again. She kept kissing him, wondering what he was going to do next, but reluctant to stop him. He moaned as his fingers brushed through her wispy, blonde bush. She gasped when he began rubbing her clit, and she grabbed his wrist when his fingers brushed down her labia.
His mouth still on hers, he said, "Easy, now. It's all ok. You're going to like this, I think."
She closed her eyes, and he looked down to watch as he lifted his hand, better revealing the pussy he had finally reached. When his middle finger dipped inside her wet vagina, she gasped again but pulled him back down for more kissing.
He pulled his hand from between her legs, and she looked down as she heard him unzipping his flight suit further. He pulled out a long, hard cock wrapped one of her hands around it. She looked for help from Juanita again, only to see that she had slid down her man's torso and was now jacking his similarly long, hard shaft rapidly with her hand as her head bobbed up and down with the head in her mouth. Eva whispered, "Juanita!"
Her friend stopped sucking just long enough to grin and show Eva her technique with her hand, then whispered back before resuming the blowjob, "It's ok. Do it!"
Eva thought,
Oh my god! I can't do that! I don't even know how!
Her pilot simply gripped her hand around his shaft and guided her in stroking his cock.
