Cigarette Annie – Smoking Fetish Story
Knowing that my innate shyness prevented our relationship from growing, sweet Annie had invited me to her condo in order to force the issue. Arriving, I couldn’t help but notice that she held a pack…
Knowing that my innate shyness prevented our relationship from growing, sweet Annie had invited me to her condo in order to force the issue. Arriving, I couldn’t help but notice that she held a pack…
I had seen her coming and going in the building where I worked for about a year before we ever spoke to each other. I had noticed her because of the way she moved, with…
Sybil was watching the game out of the corner of her eye, but most of her attention was on Robyn. On her third beer, she was starting to loosen up and feel good. Robyn was…
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…