Christine – A True Story – Smoking Fetish Story
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.…
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Catwoman Finds a Weekness – Smoking Fetish Story
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…
Behind the Times, Part 6 – Smoking Fetish Story
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.…
Behind the Times, Part 5 – Smoking Fetish Story
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…
Behind the Times, Part 4 – Smoking Fetish Story
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,…
Behind the Times, Part 3 – Smoking Fetish Story
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.…
Behind the Times, Part 2 – Smoking Fetish Story
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…
Behind the Times, Part 1 – Smoking Fetish Story
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 and Bonnie, Part 4 – Smoking Fetish Story
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…
Amy and Bonnie, Part 3 – Smoking Fetish Story
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…
Amy and Bonnie, Part 2 – Smoking Fetish Story
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…
Amy and Bonnie, Part 1 – Smoking Fetish Story
“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…
The Best Birthday Ever, Part 2 – Smoking Fetish Story
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…
The Best Birthday Ever, Part 1 – Smoking Fetish Story
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…
Becoming a Mother – Smoking Fetish Story
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…
Smoking With Barbara, Part 3 – Smoking Fetish Story
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,…
Smoking With Barbara, Part 2 – Smoking Fetish Story
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…
Smoking With Barbara, Part 1 – Smoking Fetish Story
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…
A Perfect Saturday, Part 7– Smoking Fetish Story
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?”…
A Perfect Saturday, Part 6 – Smoking Fetish Story
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…
A Perfect Saturday, Part 5 – Smoking Fetish Story
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…
A Perfect Saturday, Part 4 – Smoking Fetish Story
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…
A Perfect Saturday, Part 3 – Smoking Fetish Story
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…
A Perfect Saturday, Part 2 – Smoking Fetish Story
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…
A Perfect Saturday, Part 1 – Smoking Fetish Story
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,…
Senior Week, Part 6 – Smoking Fetish Story
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…
Senior Week, Part 5 – Smoking Fetish Story
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…
Senior Week, Part 4 – Smoking Fetish Story
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…
Senior Week, Part 3 – Smoking Fetish Story
“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…
Senior Week, Part 2 – Smoking Fetish Story
It was a small community in geographic terms, but it became much like a city in the summertime. There was a boardwalk along the ocean that stretched for a mile, and the place that the…