Fetish Ezine

We drove up to the store, she went in and bought her smokes, and we took off back to her house. We went in her backyard to have a cigarette. We sat on the cool grass and she lit a cigarette.

She teased me with her smoking, playing with her long slender cigarette with her lips. She knows how it excites me to see a female smoking.

My cock was rock hard from staring at her lips, and she obviously noticed it. She started making those loops with her tongue and the exhaled smoke.

I stood up, she got on her knees, and grabbed my crotch through my jeans, “Good, you’re already hard!” She unzipped my jeans and pulled them down and I stepped out of them. My cock was sticking straight out through my boxers. She pulled them down and lifted my shirt up. She felt my cock up and down.

”Mmmm, nice.” She moaned as she blew smoke at the tip of my dick.

She stood up and took off my shirt; I stood there completely naked, my cock waiting for attention. I moved closer and gave her a nice wet kiss. She broke from my lips and placed the cigarette to her lips and drew in a large amount and then blew it back into my mouth.

I reached down and pulled up her shirt, and then unzipped her shorts, and slid them down. Finally I reached behind her and unsnapped her bra, and it fell to the ground.

I stood there and took in the sight of her big, perfect breasts as she slowly played with her nipples, the whole time rubbing the butt against her hard peaks.

I slid one hand down inside her panties, and played with her clit a little. And she just stood there and let me. After a bit I couldn’t help myself and I yanked down her panties, her pussy was completely shaven.

We lay down on the grass, and she started to straddle me. I took my cock in my hand, and directed it right inside her wet cunt. She sat down slowly, taking in my whole dick. She stopped at the base long enough to light another smoke then she slid up and down, and progressively began to pick up the pace on my dick, taking long sensuous drags as she did.

She began to buck wildly on top of me and screamed “Oh fuck, yes. Oh I love your huge cock.”

Breaking her stride I grabbed her by her waist, and slid her off me and pushed her over onto the ground, and slid my cock up her stomach, and right between her perfect breasts. She squeezed them together, and I began to slide my cock up and down in between her tits. She squeezed them harder, and I pumped harder.

I could feel my cock tingle, I new I was goin to cum. my cock began to squirt my cum all over her tits, face and neck. Cum hit her cigareete and dripped off the slim stick. Quickly I moved up to her mouth, and slid my cock inside, she took me willingly and I continued to cum, she swallowed every bit of it.

I asked her to get on all fours on the grass and I slid it up her tight cunt from behind. I thrust so hard, and began to pump extremely fast. I pounded her cunt, and began to cum inside her. She pulled off and turned around.

I pulled out, and she rolled over, and I just fell on top of her. Both of us were exhausted. We began to kiss, my tongue tangling with her tongue inside of her mouth. The taste of cum and tobacco mixed together.

Larry Vee

“Are you going to smoke all that?” the busty blonde laying next to me asked.

She was talking about the cigar that I was smoking. We were both on the same cheap motel bed that we had used before. The manager knew us by name since we have been using the room once a week for the past few months. We both smoked but I usually had a cigar while she had a cigarette after we had sex.

“You want a drag?” I asked.

“Hell, yeah,” she replied.

I handed Heather the six inch cigar and she took a puff. To my surprise, she didn’t start coughing. I admired the way she smiled while she exhaled. Thick blue smoke drifted to the ceiling above us.

“I haven’t had a cigar in years,” she said. “I was a real bitch when I smoked them.”

The busty blonde and I were both in our late thirties but she looked much younger. We had met at a bar and hit it off immediately. We couldn’t fuck at her place because she was living with her sister and her family after a messy divorce.

“How bitchy could you get while smoking a cigar?” I asked.

“I’ll show you,” she replied as she pulled down the bedspread and sheet that we were both naked underneath.

She took a puff of the cigar and blew the thick blue smoking over my limp cock. I never had a woman blow smoke on my sexual organ before so it was thrilling experience. I still hadn’t figured out how she was a bitch while smoking the cigar. She took another puff and blew more smoke on my cock that was starting to swell again.

To my surprise, Heather flicked the ashes of the cigar on my pubic mound.

“Shit,” I said with sudden concern. “You’re not going to burn my dick hairs off are you?”

“I should since sucking your cock is a pain in the ass,” the busty blonde replied. “You have a very hairy dick.”

“Then I’ll shave it off. Just don’t burn me, you cigar smoking bitch.”

She laughed and it dawned on me what I had just said. I let out a chuckle as she handed the cigar back to me. I put it out in the ashtray next to me as she settled back on the bed.

“Now you know what kind of bitch I was when I smoked cigars,” she said with a smug smile.

We kissed before making love for the second time that night. I made it a point to shave my dick hairs off and not to let her have a cigar again while we were naked.

The leggy redhead was known as the smoking diva because she smoked while she sang. She was working as a lounge singer under the nume de plume of Lisa Lovelace when I first met heard her sing earlier this month.

The leggy redhead was on stage wearing a long red evening gown while singing Blue Eyes Crying In The Rain. I thought the song was an interesting choice because her eyes were green.

I watched her take puffs from a menthol cigarette in a long holder while she sang. Her voice was a little deeper than it should have been but she did do the song justice. The piano player was pretty good and managed to keep in time with the smoking diva. She also knew how to keep the audience interested in her with seductive smiles and winks.

When the song finished, I joined the applause but I didn’t go back to drinking. Instead, I rose from my chair and made my way to the bar where she was heading.

“What brings a fancy man like you to smoky place like this?” she asked while the bartender brought our drinks.

“A proposition for the smoking diva herself,” I replied. “How would you like to earn some extra money?”

She went silent but I could tell she was thinking it over.

“I don’t want to fuck for money,” she finally said.

“I don’t want sex from you even though that would be a nice bonus. What I want is for you to blow smoke on me. I’ll pay you a thousand dollars for a thirty minute session.”

The smoking diva went silent again as she thought my position over. She looked at me with her green eyes and I knew she thought that I was a little mad. We finished our drinks before she agreed to the arrangement and set up an appointment for the following night. We exchanged phone numbers and I told her that I would get a hotel room as a neutral meeting place.

I called her the next afternoon after I paid for an expensive hotel room. Money was no object when it came to my one fetish. She arrived after dinner and I lighted her cigarette. I stripped so she could blow the smoke all over my naked body.

I inhaled the smoke and started to slowly masturbate. She went through three cigarettes before I finally climaxed.

I paid her the money and she agreed for another session. Since meeting the smoking diva earlier this month, I have bathed in her cigarette smoke three times.

~JTB~