She lay on the silk sheets of the bed spread, one knee drawn up to her
chin, revealing a generous amount of silk stockinged thigh. Her hair was
sandy coloured, cut straight into the neck.I don`t usually find short
haired girls attractive but there was something about the cute little
fringe framing a pretty elfin-like face that was really beginning to appeal
to me.
Beside stockings and suspenders, she wore a short, tight fitting black
leather mini skirt that creaked faintly each time she moved position on the
bed. The light from the bed side lamp was reflected in each and
every crease, line and fold.
She patted the bed provocatively and winking, invited me to join her.
I was determined not to be tempted by straight sex. I merely wanted to
live out my fantasy, a particular fetish which was rapidly driving me
crazy.
I simply had to tell her.
“Do you smoke” I asked in a faltering voice.
“Occasionally” she replied, “I`ve been trying to cut down”
My heart leapt. I began to explain that I had a re-curring fantasy that
featured me kissing a girl whilst she was in the process of smoking a
cigarette and that would it be at all possible for her to assist in making
this dream come true.
Without uttering a word, she leaned over the bedside drawer and took out a
packet of Dunhills and a lighter. Opening the packet, she slowly drew one
out and laid it on her lap.
“See” she exclaimed “only my second of the day, I`ve been a good girl”.
Seeing the extra-long cigarette resting on the shiny leather of her skirt
provided me with an instant erection.
“Do you want to light it for me” she asked.
I explained to her I didn`t actually smoke myself but merely wanted to
taste the smoke from her mouth.
I turned my back to her whilst she lit it and on turning round, noticed
that she had resumed her seductive pose once again, knee drawn up to her
chin and with the cigarette smouldering between the fingers of her right
hand.
“Well” she teased, “what do you want to do with me”
I approached her on the bed.
“Before we do it” I stammered “can I give you an ordinary kiss first”.
Silently, she looped the hand holding the cigarette behind my neck and drew
me towards her. It was the most enjoyable kiss I had ever experienced.
Soft, sensuous and incredibly sexy.
When we parted, I whispered to her that the process of placing the
cigarette in her mouth, drawing on it and taking it out once again neded to
be as slow and prolonged as the kiss. She nodded her approval.
This was it. My penis was attempting to batter its way out of my trousers.
She slowly placed the cigarette between her lips. She didn`t draw on it
for a second as she gazed lazily at me through the film of rising blue
smoke. Then I saw the end of the cigarette glow brightly as she took a
long drag. I could even here the gentle crackle of paper as it was
transformed into ash.
My heart was pounding.
“Don`t inhale will you sweetheart”I exclaimed.
She slowly withdrew the cigarette from her lips. At first no smoke could
be seen apart from a thin trail drifting out from the filter. Then she
slowly pouted her lips, opening her mouth slightly as if to prepare for a
kiss and a thick ball of smoke curled out from below her upper lip and
began to envelope her face.
Without hesitation, I covered her lips with mine, cutting off the flow of
the smoke. I could taste and feel the smoke moving into my mouth. Opening
my eyes momentarily, I noticed gentle streams of smoke escaping from her
nostrils.
Pretty soon the experience was over;
“How was that” she exclaimed.
“Everything I have ever dreamed of ” I replied “now if you would just flip
onto your tummy for me”
“Ooh” she giggled “I thought you weren`t interested in sex”.
“I changed my mind” I managed to mumble.
As I slid the leather of her skirt over her buttocks, I discovered to my
joy that she wasn`t wearing any panties.
As I raised her bottom into a suitable position and thrust my enormous
erection inside her, she took another drag on the cigerette, the smoke
rising in a slow, drifting cloud to the ceiling.