Anna 120 Part 1 – Smoking Fetish Story
Kristin hung up the phone. ‘Anna and Robyn will be over in about five minutes to pick us up. Now, before they get here I have to tell you that Robyn is a lesbian.’ Tricia…
Kristin hung up the phone. ‘Anna and Robyn will be over in about five minutes to pick us up. Now, before they get here I have to tell you that Robyn is a lesbian.’ Tricia…
So Anne gave it a try. She made a plan: each pack would have to last her for two days. If she smoked too much on day 1, she would smoke less on day 2.…
Anne and Martin re-seated themselves in the smoking section of the restaurant. They gave their order to the waiter and Anne lit up, using a match from a book which had been lying in the…
Anne picked up the cigarette which was smouldering on the ashtray on her dressing table and placed it gently between her lips. She inhaled and blew a plume of smoke towards her reflection in the…
“Are you going to stay in here all afternoon?” Carol demanded from the door of the record store, “It’s the first sunny day we’ve had for weeks and the boys are getting restless.” Martin looked…
Anne picked up the cigarette which was smouldering on the ashtray on her dressing table and placed it gently between her lips. She inhaled and blew a plume of smoke towards her reflection in the…
Hi, I’m Kathy. I’m 60 years old, single, and smoke 3 packs of cigarettes every day, as I have been for almost 40 years. I’m really not concerned about it because I’ve made it this…
Ellie stared at herself in the bathroom mirror. Her amber eye stared back with a certain discomfort – as if searching for some unknown something. She played with her short swept back brunette hair and…
The story picks up with Matt and Cassie in a random European village in 1993. Matt and Cassie were both abandoned as babies by their parents and had both lived all of their 18 years…
Karen half-raised an eyebrow as her 16-year-old daughter Gemma stood suddenly from the sofa on the other side the living room and walked out quickly, without saying anything. Karen sensed from her body language that…
Lucia came out of the work meeting with a bad headache, partly because it was such a long boring three hour session, but more so because most of the nicotine left her system, and her…
Leah stared longingly at the open pack being offered to her, filled with the familiar but estranged corked tipped tubes she was once so used to. Marlboro Reds – her old brand. “I really shouldn’t…”,…
“Fuck where is my juul” Amanda said frantically while searching for it,” I literally just fucking had it where is it.” Amanda tore through her drawers, threw her blanket on the floor, and finally, she…
“So how did you start in the first place?” asked Amy. The question was straightforward enough, but it caused Hannah’s mind to drift a little bit as there was no specific answer to it, really.…
Part 1: Acceptance Victoria awoke, blinking, stretching and rubbing her eyes. She turned her head and gazed at the clock. 7:30 a.m. Yep, right on schedule. Victoria had hardly ever needed an alarm clock to…
The following is based on an actual experience that I recently enjoyed. In order to understand the situation, you need to hear a little bit of the history. I work in a large office building.…
After a long and arduous day of crime-fighting, Dick Grayson, a.k.a. Robin, tumbled off to sleep in his third-floor bedroom at stately Wayne Manor. In his dreams, though, he was not the wholesome hero of…
The face, the street, the city, are gone, much faster this time. His body sags with the sudden weight of 20 extra years. He is standing on cold, granite steps, in Columbus, Ohio, in 1996.…
White out, fading slowly to yellow, then to red. A roar like thunder and pain, gradually fading to silence. Flames surround him, though he feels no heat. He has a sense of large pieces of…
Once again, a world in slow motion. His arm is still raising the flaming Zippo, the disembodied cigarette moving gradually toward the flame. Behind him the running footsteps fade, cease. In its place comes music,…
The flame from the lighter is odd. It is yellow at the tip, changing to orange, then red, as his eyes move down the flame. Near the wick, the flame becomes blue, then finally white.…
The velvet curtain was swept aside by a many-ringed hand, revealing a back room so smoke-filled that Grant could see nothing beyond the doorway. The hand was followed by its owner, emerging from the smoke…
Grant grimaced in disgust and dropped his half-smoked B&H to the sidewalk. “Pariah!” came the silent shout from those nearby. Glancing east and west along Broad Street, he noted the passing people (not a female…
Amy slowly entered the house, looking for her mother. The trip back had been scary. The new “Amy” had driven almost wrecklessly, chaining cigarettes and relishing her new youth. Amy had sat there, wishing she…
When Amy awoke, the first thing she noticed was her vision was not quite right. Then she noticed the hideous taste in her mouth. She took a breath, ready to say something, anything, when she…
After two hours of watching her Aunt chain-smoke and drive, Amy was quite ready to get out of the car. As they rolled to a stop in the driveway Amy opened the car door before…
“Come on honey, get up! We’re going to be late.” the voice came floating into the room as it receded down the stairs. Amy Carson peeled the covers back and crawled out of bed. Wiping…
Amy went into the kitchen and got another cup down from the cabinet. She poured the coffee and thought about putting out the mostly unsmoked More before returning to Sandy. Then she remembered how good…
Whem Amy woke up that morning she didn’t realize what day it was. Then, after rubbing the sleep from her eyes she noticed the festively wrapped box on her nightstand. “That’s right,” she thought to…
I must admit I have never been much of a mother. I had my daughter at a rather young age, and we were always more of pals than mother and daughter. I was lucky to…
A few days later I stopped by to see Robbie and Barbara. School was starting the next day and I was curious about Robbie’s schedule and if we had any classes together. Robbie wasn’t home,…
Barbara told me that tomorrow, when Robbie is home, come over in the morning like you would normally do. She said that when the time was right (when none of my and Robbie’s other friends…
My name is John. For all of you ASFSers out there, I wrote “Eileen’s Story” and “Kathy’s Story” which were posted a couple of months ago. Feeling a bit more brave, I have decided to…
As we lay in the dim lighting, Kelly shifted a little to look at me. “Do you remember what I asked about trusting me?” “Yeah, that’s right. Why do you want me to trust you?”…
The car ride back was uneventful, basically the same as the ride there, except that I think Kelly’s hand was a little further up my thigh than it was earlier. We got back to my…
Kelly looked amazing that night. She was wearing a nice (suede? velvet?) navy one-piece dress that stopped just above her knees. There was also a black jacket made of the same material. She had on…
It ended up being around 4:00 when we wrapped at the library, so I headed to the store to pick up some extra packs and some drink supplies for the evening and headed back to…
After I finished cleaning up, I came out of the bathroom to find Kelly starting up my computer. I asked what she was doing. She got up and sat at the bar to have another…
I had one of the nicest rooms in my fraternity house; it was a single room with a small built in kitchen in one corner, around which I built a bar, my bed was in…
Kelly was my girlfriend as a college fifth-year senior; she had already graduated and continued to live in the same town. Pretty open and adventurous, she had a heart as big as anyone I know,…
It was Saturday again, and Carly and Bryn had left the little shore community behind. Carly was chain-smoking, permanently locked into her smoking pose, as she sat in silence for a while. She would take…
It was Friday night, and the guys were having a party. Joanne and Sarah were invited, and there were a number of people from the beach community there, not the least of which was the…
It was Tuesday evening. Three days into Senior Week, and after three more days, it would be all over. Carly had become more than a little bit sensual, having shared morning and evening sessions with…
“Bryn, what is it like?” Carly wondered, staring off into space while sitting on the end of the bed that evening. It was about midnight, and the girls had been talked into a volleyball game…