Addicted to Cigarettes: The Smoking Fetish Collection

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I’ve never smoked but I had a really close friend that did for many years. She was pretty much the embodiment of sexy to me, though nothing romantic ever happened between us (I’m a lesbian, but she was not). I’m not sure if I developed a full on smoking fetish because of her, or if that is just what made it really take off. I currently cannot have an orgasm unless I’m at the very least thinking/imagining it now, something that is a little TOO dominating for my sex life to handle. Marin half-smiled, and said, "It was pretty clear to me last night that you really wanted to do this, and I don't think I'll win the parent of the year award, but I love you and I support you." After our wonderful night last week, I thought maybe you'd indulge me in one of my special desires, " he replied with a mysterious smile. Marin was tired from her long day, and said she'd just like to sit and watch some mindless TV. Mika was game, and they sat together on the couch, Marin lighting up her after-dinner cigarette and enjoying it, as always.

As she sipped her wine, she looked around her apartment, pleased by what she saw. The room is suffused with the gentle glow of early evening, casting everything in a soft, radiant light. The sofa, with its smooth, velvet texture, is a luxuriant oasis of unblemished comfort. She adjusted a cushion that was casually askew, its bold, crimson hue providing a striking contrast to its dark mahogany wood aligning the edge of the couch. I’m having a better time here.” I admitted, my cheeks turning slightly red as he stopped while putting my things in a small plastic bag. Nice smoking tradition you got! I come from a smoking family too, just everyone smoked so it seemed quite natural that I started asking for puffs, after dinner or on family reunions. And at some point I got the first cig of my own, a few weeks later

Gentle Readers: This story was originally submitted to Literotica for the 750 Word Project. I struggled to cut it down for that effort, so I thought I'd return to it and expand it to a full smoking fetish story. Hope you enjoy it! Do you think your friends would turn their wives down, even if it made them late? Hell, your friends probably have to beg from those ladies!" Cigarettes are a Girl’s Best Friend – Smoking Fetish Story Synopsis: 13-year-old Jimmy gets caught dressing in his mother’s clothes and smoking her cigarettes. Is he a big girl now? Jimmy dangled his legs off the edge of his mother’s bed as he watched her get ready for her date with Bob. She was sitting at her vanity, brushing her...

Well, he's a fool, then," he said, returning the smile, "I think it's hot when you smoke. That's why I always encourage you." Well, not sure I understand it, but I sure like it. There's something very sexy about a confident, attractive woman smoking," he said, tossing his hair over his shoulder. That action sent an unexplained shiver down Jill's thighs. You’re sure doing a good job getting tar into them. If you start smoking as much as you can handle every day I’m sure your lungs will get as infected as mine. You’ll be coughing up big wads of phlegm in no time.” Lisa said. Ohhh, Karen, that is SO sexy," Dan whispered, his right hand moving slowly over his growing bulge. Karen saw his eagerness, his arousal, and she felt her arousal growing, enough to overcome the distaste for the cigarette. Emboldened, she looked at the cigarette between her fingers, now three-quarters smoked, and rested it on his thigh.I really missed him at times like this and the freedom I felt living with him. Jason had been the perfect partner for me. He allowed me to just live my life the way I wanted and it really helped out with my writing. I wrote my first popular book while living with him. Our relationship just worked, and I thought it would be forever. I couldn’t be sure if he thought the same, but when it came up that he would be moving across the country for work there was no conversation of me tagging along. I didn’t want to leave this city, but I would have considered it to be with Jason. I waved over at the man and went off to get my treats for the night. For the first time since I left the apartment that night, I could really feel that I didn’t have a bra on. It was almost like the thin fabric of my shirt was not even there to cover anything. I felt so exposed in the best way possible. Though I was nervous, the thrill of it all was enough to cover that as I came up to the counter and put my things on the counter. My girlfriends destruction story – Smoking Fetish Story Thatís how it all started. Her name was Pamella. I met her at the street, she was standing there with a bottle of cheap beer and a cigarette, listening to the street orchestra. At that time she was 26 years old. The first thing that amazed me in her was... I feel so stressed about everything, and I know you feel it too, at the end of your long days - and I see that look on your face when you light and inhale a cigarette - it's this combination of relief and satisfaction that I wish I could capture and experience," Mika said. "It's not so much that I'm desperate to try smoking, but I just want that feeling, for a few minutes, that I'm not just struggling to keep up with the demands of being 18, or heading into my first semester of college, or my work, or my friends, but I'm satisfying something that's mine, that I'm doing because I want to do it, when I want to do it. That's what you look like when you smoke." Laura loved having her nipples tweaked, her husband Phil would spend hours doing it, Laura enjoyed this more than sex, oral sex or most other things.

Her reverie was interrupted by the ringing doorbell. With one last look in the mirror, she turned, left the master bedroom bathroom, and walked to the front door. Opening it, she saw her neighbor and husband's best friend Matt on the step. Standing nearly six feet tall, with broad shoulders and a slight middle-age paunch offset by his regular workouts, Matt was clean shaven, his big smile was accented by short salt and pepper hair cut short, nearly a buzz cut, and a tiny scar on his forehead from a minor surgical procedure. He wore a well fitted dust-streaked plaid shirt and faded Levis. It was a little later than normal for me to go to the gas station, but that was where I was headed. The drive was a little longer as well, but I enjoyed it, rolling my window down and enjoying a cigarette. My arms were a bit chilly with the cool night air coming through the car, but I just turned the heat up and went with it. I enjoyed listening to music while I drove, tapping my finger to the beat on my steering wheel. After a minute, she raised the cigarette once again to her lips, surprised at how casual the motion was becoming to her. This time, the pre-cum dampness of the filter met the wetness of her soft mouth, and she felt her lips crush into the cigarette. This time, she drew harder, filled her lungs more, and was able to resist the urge to cough.

Had two daughters later, got married to the youngests dad, hes a smoker too. So the girls grew up in smoke too bit didnt seem interested until Sheila (my oldest) asked if she could try it. Its been shortly before she turned 13 and when we let her „try“ it showed it hasnt been her first cig… and she admitted she had been trying it with her best friend before. We told her we dont mind and she could smoke openly. That sounds interesting. I’m sure it was a good time.” He commented, getting everything rang up before I swiped my card in the machine to the side. Yes. Right here. You have no idea how many times I’ve thought about bending you over this counter.” His voice was deep, and tone was low with lust as he looked down to see my chubby thighs and my bare crotch, stomach folds covering my trimmed pubic area. “God, Miss Fiona, you’re even more beautiful than I pictured.” I couldn’t believe I was not alone with my horny thoughts. He wanted me just as badly it seemed, and the realization made me gush a bit.

Matt groaned and closed his eyes, and Lisa's soft lips, still exhaling, found his. Her tongue slowly emerged and ran along his lower lip. She raised her cigarette hand and placed it along the side of his face, pulling his face closer as the kiss grew deeper. Matt responded, his tongue dueling with hers, and he moaned into her mouth. They kissed passionately, Matt feeling the filter edge of her cigarette brush along his cheek. Lisa broke the kiss, bringing her mouth to his cheek, then his ear. Gosh...well, all of it...I like to see your lips around the end of it, how your cheeks take it in...I mean...it just makes me think...umm such a pretty lady being naughty," he stammered.

Wow," Marin said, "Before about an hour ago, I had never even contemplated that idea, honey, so I don't know. Obviously, I'm a committed smoker, and I love smoking - and I know it's not popular or politically correct or healthy to say that, but it's true, I do love it, and I don't ever intend to quit. But I have to be really objective and honest with you, Mika: I don't just smoke because I love it, I smoke because I am addicted to it. And that addiction can creep up on you and it doesn't let go easily. What you said about my smoking earlier - that I have a look of relief and satisfaction when I light up and take that first drag - that's because I am satisfying my deep craving and need for nicotine. When you're addicted and can't smoke, all those things you've heard about having a "nicotine fit" and needing a "nicotine fix" are true - it's uncomfortable and kind of maddening, and satisfying that craving is the only relief. It's a commitment and a burden, but also brings me, at least, great enjoyment. I'm serious, Steve -- our sex life has nearly completely died and I'm tired of using Bob all the time," she whined again, referencing her battery-operated vibrator. As she was putting out her cigarette, Marin said again how proud she was of her daughter - not just for her achievements, but for the conversation they were having, "It just makes me feel like I've done something right all these years that you feel comfortable talking to me this way, Mika. Thank you. And let's figure out together how you can shed some of that pressure and emotional burden you feel."