Perhaps there was an irony to how tense Sherry felt as she set up her camera and binaural microphone. She hadn’t announced the subject of her latest video to any of her followers, not that she had many to begin with. Was this just an attempt at fifteen minutes of fame, no matter what kind of people would be interested in such a video?
Maybe, but maybe not. She’d decided on another reason for this one, and that reason still lingered. And after all, she couldn’t exactly judge the other type of folks who’d watch this one.
She gave her usual smile and wave to the camera that she started all of her videos with. Cute girls usually got the most ASMR views, and Sherry was a pretty blonde with loose cropped hair and nearly-flawless skin. Today she’d chosen a white blouse, one she’d left unbuttoned a little more than usual. Hey, if this was a fetish thing….
“Hello, everyone,” she whispered, leaning close to the microphone. It’d been set up so that it was visible on the camera, that viewers could see her whisper into the ears. “ASherryMR here. Today, I thought I’d do something a little different. I’ve mentioned it before, but I’m dating a very wonderful girl, we’ve been together for six months now. And she’s perfect, but she has one little vice.”
The thought of a playful giggle crossed her mind, but did she want to hint at her own proclivities? “She smokes. She doesn’t smoke a lot, but maybe eight or ten a day?” She moved between ears as she spoke. “And she knows it’s a bad habit, but when I’ve asked her about it, she always says she enjoys smoking, and figures she isn’t that bad about it.”
She reached down to the table that the microphone stood on. “To be honest, I didn’t like the smell at first, but after a while I kind of like it.” Sherry shrugged with a small smile. “I don’t mind it at all when I’m with her. And…”
Most people probably had the curious thought cross their mind every now and then. “I…kinda wondered what it was like to smoke. What it tasted like, how it
would make me feel.” She’d always assumed gross to both, but if her girlfriend loved it…. “And since I get a bit tingly from the sound of her smoking, I thought maybe you’d enjoy joining me in trying one.”
Of course Sherry was far from the first to do a smoking ASMR video, and she’d seen they could be quite popular. She lifted the pack of cigarettes up before the camera. It was her girlfriend’s favorite brand, a pack Sherry had bought for herself rather than sneaking one from her girlfriend. As bizarre as it seemed, the thought of her girlfriend finding out she’d tried smoking felt like it’d be totally embarrassing.
Her girlfriend had left her lighter in Sherry’s apartment, and a little bit of fuel wouldn’t be missed. “I always know when she’s starting one with the flick of her lighter,” Sherry said, clicking the lighter near one of the microphone’s ears. “Then a second later, I smell it. It really doesn’t take long for the smoke to fill a room.” Just as mortifying a thought was her girlfriend arriving as she was shooting, or even as she was smoking, but Sherry knew she had plans tonight.
“I know most smokers light it with the cigarette in their lips,” Sherry said, slipping the filter between her own and pretending to puff and exhale. “But I’ll just let you hear it a bit closer.” Moving the lighter over near the other ear, Sherry flicked the flame to life, then stuck the end of the cigarette in the fire. Smoke began to wind into the air, its scent quickly reaching Sherry’s nostrils.
She brought the cigarette closer, to get its rising smoke on the camera, to sniff at the familiar scent. It didn’t bother her now, though she hadn’t liked being around her girlfriend when she smoked at first. Now, Sherry would cuddle with her while she enjoyed her post-sex cigarette. That’d always been something Sherry had wondered about with smoking, that old cliche.
She was putting it off, wasn’t she.
Sherry stared at the cigarette, a thought crossing her mind that she’d have to edit this hesitation out. It wasn’t like her girlfriend was some gross person just because she smoked, and it wasn’t like Sherry would become an addict just from one cigarette. Still, it felt like even considering doing this was something wrong.
Something naughty.
And that in itself piqued her interest, and motivated her enough to bring the cigarette to her lips, gently sucking on the filter.
The smoke filled her mouth, with a strong and harsh taste that almost made her cough. She restrained herself, figuring such would be a turn-off for ASMR fans and smoking fetishists. Sherry breathed out the smoke, watching the bluish-grey spread through the air before her.
She didn’t have to make this video, after all. No one was forcing her to, and there was a good chance she’d turn off all of her current fans to no benefit. What few fans she had, that was.
But her eyes returned to the smoke trailing from the end of the cigarette. How many times had such a sight fascinated her before? To glance over at her girlfriend, watching her exhale or even just hold her lit cigarette. Some of the videos Sherry had seen while contemplating making her own had looked so classy, so elegant, so…sexy.
She brought the cigarette back to her lips, taking a smaller puff this time. Able to keep herself in check, Sherry blew the smoke out in a steady stream, as her girlfriend often did.
Looking back to the camera, Sherry whispered, “It kinda tastes bad, but…it’s probably an acquired taste.” Would smoke be visible on her breath as she spoke? That was honestly an enticing image in her mind. “I’ll take a few more puffs before I try to inhale.” She flashed the camera a coy smile as she brought her cigarette to the corner of her mouth, taking another drag.
Seven minutes of slow puffs and gentle exhales passed. By the time Sherry had worked up the nerve, the taste had gotten more tolerable. She felt kind of relaxed, but perhaps that was just how she was exhaling the smoke, blowing it away from the camera. With as little experience as she had, Sherry doubted she could do a good sexy exhale, but she had preferred the smoking videos that hadn’t been trying too hard.
She took a drag on the cigarette, drawing the smoke deeper. It burned her throat, made her long to cough, but she kept that at bay before she blew out the smoke. Her head felt a bit funny now; was the nicotine buzz finally kicking in?
Sherry alternated between inhaling and not with her last few drags, leaving the cigarette with only a few millimeters until the butt. Blowing the smoke towards the camera, Sherry forced a smile and ashed the cigarette. “Well,” she said, “I suppose there’s more to the habit than just the first smoke. Maybe I’ll try another
later, and maybe I’ll record that one too. Until next time, this is ASherryMR. Have a good evening!”
She shut off the camera and microphone, sniffing at the lingering scent of smoke that filled her apartment living room. Part of her still felt tense, but there was an odd sort of calm? Maybe she just expected it, but it wasn’t as if she felt unpleasant or gross now, aside from the aftertaste and discomfort in her throat. Regular smokers probably got used to such, accustomed to it.
But did she want to become a regular smoker?
Sherry sighed, and started to pack up her equipment. Her eyes constantly darted over to the cigarettes on the table, the pack open enough for her to see the cork filters.
It hadn’t been that unpleasant, had it? And she had felt pretty damn sexy smoking with an audience in mind.
Perhaps she’d see how well the video did. It wasn’t as if she had much to lose…except maybe her pride if her girlfriend found out — despite how absurd it was to feel guilty in the eyes of someone who already smoked.
What Sherry was certain of, though, was that she would have another cigarette later tonight.
Part 2
Sherry almost couldn’t believe her eyes every time she checked the views on her latest video. After a week, it had nearly triple the views of videos that’d been up for months!
Making a follow-up seemed like an obvious thing. But as she set up her microphone and camera as she had for the first video, a pit formed in her stomach. It was just the subject matter of her last video, and the nagging feeling that it’d only gotten popular from the fetish angle.
Then again, she’d only made the video because she kinda shared that kink, so wasn’t it a bit hypocritical for her to be so nervous about it? It wasn’t like her nerves would be too much of a problem soon, she thought to herself with a smile.
“Hey, folks,” Sherry whispered to the camera. “This is…” She leaned in close to each ear, splitting her username between the two. “ASherry…MR.” As she drew back, she glanced down to the pack of cigarettes on the table. Her pack of cigarettes. “So it seems like all of you enjoyed watching me start smoking.” She chuckled softly after such a statement. “One week later and I’m down to the last cigarette of this pack. I’ll probably try a different brand to see if it’s more my taste.” Sherry brought the pack into view of the camera, slowly pulling out the cigarette, letting the foil crinkle slightly. “I’ve always heard different brands have different flavor. I’ve gotten used to the taste of these ones, but what’s the harm in trying new things?” This time, she just smiled. Her girlfriend knew smoking was an unhealthy habit, but her point of view was that everyone had their vices, and what was the point of living without enjoying it?
Sherry placed the cigarette between her lips. She doubted in her ability to speak with one in her mouth, so she plucked it out while she reached for her lighter. “I’ve had between two to four a day, not too many. I didn’t want to smoke too much, in case I decided I didn’t like it.” Just having the cigarette between her two fingers in the classic position made her crave for a puff. She grabbed her lighter, flicking it to life near the left ear of her microphone. Bringing it over to the right ear, she leaned in, bringing the tip of her cigarette to the flame this time.
Sherry drew the smoke into her lungs, stifling a cough. She usually did on her first puff of a cigarette, but this time she managed to restrain herself. Leaning back into view of the camera, she exhaled the smoke upward, in a steady stream of blue- grey. A soft sigh followed the nicotine rush. She probably was hooked at this point, but had she already made up her mind?
“I actually like smoking,” she whispered to the camera. “I didn’t think I would, but once I got used to the taste and the smoke in my throat….” She shrugged, not sure of the words. Her parents would be pissed to find out she’d started, let alone was making videos to pander to people with such a kink. “I have one in the morning, before I go to work. One when I get home, if I’m not hanging out with my girlfriend. Those ones are the best, actually. Getting home after a long day, relaxing on the couch, taking a moment to have a cigarette before I get started with supper.” Sherry leaned in near the left ear, taking a slow pull before gently blowing the smoke into the microphone ear.
She took another puff before continuing. “I haven’t told my girlfriend yet. She doesn’t know I do ASMR videos, so I doubt she’s found my last channel, my little secret. I probably will soon.” Sherry began to blow smoke against the right ear of
the microphone, whispering into it. “Because honestly, having started myself makes the smell of smoke a lot better. I really end up wanting a cigarette when I’m with her, when she’s having one herself.”
Thank goodness she was somewhere the camera couldn’t see her dreamy smile. That wasn’t all she wanted when she was with her girlfriend. The thought of the two smoking in bed together, sharing a cigarette, occasionally crossed her mind. But other far more perverse scenarios sometimes came to her, late at night when she was alone. Things like her girlfriend, unprovoked, slipping a cigarette into her mouth and making Sherry smoke. Forcing her to smoke during sex if she wanted to orgasm. Making her put on a lewd display of smoking and touching herself. Or, as Sherry had touched herself to the fantasy of a few times, her girlfriend sitting above her making a sexy show out of it….
Realizing the awkward silence, Sherry pulled back into view. She spent the next minute smoking without speaking, enjoying her cigarette, trying her best to do cute, sultry exhales. Once she was a little over half-way through her smoke, Sherry said, “I’ve been thinking about future content pertaining to smoking, because clearly you folks like watching a cute blonde become an addict.” She winked to the camera as she blew out a quick wisp. “Roleplays are pretty popular in ASMR, so I was thinking of doing a few involving smoking. Maybe roleplaying your girlfriend, trying to entice you into taking up the habit?” She had a few ideas, but wasn’t it best to let those be a surprise?
“I’ve already ordered a special prop for my future videos. A long cigarette holder, one of the classy ones. Because…” She giggled a bit. “I’ve always found those really sexy. A demure, elegant woman in a beautiful dress, taking puffs on a cigarette holder, letting the smoke from her lips mingle with the drifting smoke of her cigarette?” Sherry couldn’t help but to giggle again. She’d watched a few smoking ASMR videos since making her first, and even a few lesbian porn videos involving smoking. She’d come across one good one with a cigarette holder, and it’d given her plenty of fantasies.
“There’s a lot of really arousing smoking-fetish content out there. And I never thought I’d be contributing to it, but here I am.” Sherry took a long drag, exhaling a thick cloud of smoke towards the camera. She continued the rest of her cigarette, occasionally leaning in near each ear to blow into the microphones, rubbing the ears as she did so.
Once Sherry was down to the last drag or so, she returned to her normal position. “Looks like we’re out of time,” she said with a smile, showing how little of her cigarette remained. “Once I have my first smoking ASMR roleplay finished, I’ll post it for my lovely viewers. So this is ASherryMR wishing all of you a pleasant day.” She slowly drew on her cigarette, then blew a long stream of smoke into the camera, giving a smile and a wink as she ashed her cigarette.
She turned her camera and microphone off. It still felt so weird to be doing this, despite the popularity. Maybe even her girlfriend would be turned off by these videos. It was one thing to smoke, but another to make a display of it, try to entice people with videos of one smoking, even propose sexy smoking roleplays….
Yet Sherry couldn’t deny one thing: she did enjoy smoking. Even if it was bad for her in the long-term, it was a pleasure she didn’t want to go without. So once she saved the video and shut down her laptop, she headed out the door, pondering what brand to try next and what kind of roleplay she’d start with.
That, and how she’d come out as a smoker to her girlfriend.