Summertime morning light was coming through the window and dappling across
the silky skin of Kelly’s long, smooth legs and perfect ass. She groggily
stretched as she came out of her peaceful rest, moaning and coughing a few
weak, wet coughs that sounded like her lungs were drowning in something
thick and sticky. She loved the delicious taste of tar her morning coughs
left in the back of her mouth. She savored the taste as she reached for her
pile of loose cigarettes laying on the nightstand next to her bed and lit
one, taking a desperate, enormous ten second direct inhale. The cigarette
crackled loudly and rapidly burned down as she sucked it straight to the
filter in five massive drags without a breath between, loving the intense
heat from the power-smoked cigarette and the burning sensation she felt in
her chest. She grabbed another cigarette off the pile and stuck it between
her full, pouty lips, mashing the inch and a half long cherry of the
previous cigarette into it and collapsing her cheeks to ignite it. Kelly
then flopped onto her back and rested her head against the pillows,
slightly propped up. Her quickly shrinking second cigarette dangled from
her lips as she reached down and wiggled out of her tiny pink silk thong
and tossed it on the floor next to her bed, taking a deep, slow drag with
every breath. She grabbed a handful of cigarettes from the nightstand and
placed them on her perfectly flat stomach, crushing out her second
cigarette and lighting a third and her other hand played between her firm,
shapely thighs.
“I must have been having a good dream before I woke up!” Kelly thought to
herself as she playfully giggled out a huge cloud of thick smoke and rubbed
her smooth shaven pussy lightly, feeling that it was quite wet already. She
slowly got more into it, rubbing more intensely and slipping her fingers in
and out as she dangled cigarette after cigarette, smoking more powerfully
as each drag brought her closer to coming. She had long since fell into a
masturbation and cigarette smoke induced trance and was collecting a large
pile of ashes falling from her dangling cigarette butts onto her cleavage,
her big firm tits barely contained by her little lacy pink push-up bra as
her chest heaved more intensely with every desperate gasping inhale. She
gushed smoke from between her lips, parted just enough to keep the
cigarette in place as she had an earth-shattering orgasm, waves of pleasure
overcame her and she writhed in bliss on the ash covered pink silk sheets.
Kelly lay there basking in the afterglow. Her rapid, shallow breathing was
interrupted frequently by long, deep, calming drags from her beloved
Newport 100’s. She took a massive drag to finish the last inch of her
current cigarette, gasped the cloud of burning hot smoke to the very bottom
of her filthy lungs, held it until she could no longer feel the scorching
sensation in her chest, and blasted a massive exhale of post orgasm relief
in two powerful jets of thick smog though her nostrils, surging over her
perfect chest and blowing the accumulated pile of ash on her cleavage all
over the sheets. Kelly’s beautiful blue eyes fluttered open when she
realized she had just made a big mess.
“Wow, thank god we have a cleaning lady, I tore up the sheets this
morning!” Kelly spoke to herself, the remainder of her last drag peppering
her words as she stuck another cigarette between her lips and chained into
it. She rolled out of bed, picked her panties up off the floor, slipped
back into them and headed for the kitchen. She could hear her dad cooking
something on the stove. She had no idea what it was as she hadn’t been able
to smell anything but smoke for years, but she didn’t care because that was
her favorite smell anyways.
She was greeted by her dad, cheerily setting down some French toast on the
table. “Good morning birthday girl! Happy sweet 16, Kelly!”
Kelly looked in the table and saw 16 cartons of Newport 100’s with a pink
bow on top, a tradition for every birthday since her 14th. Although it was
exactly what she expected, she giggled with delight and gave her dad a hug.
They ate breakfast and talked together, Kelly puffing away during the whole
meal. As she finished her French toast and stubbed out her sixth
during-breakfast cigarette, her dad told her to close her eyes.
“I’ve got another surprise for you this year Kelly, since this is a really
special birthday,” he said, getting up from the table.
“Just a minute dad,” Kelly said as she lit another cigarette, then covered
her eyes and let the fresh Newport dangle. “Ok, I’m ready now!”
He placed his hands on her shoulders and guided her out the front door.
“Ok, open up!” He said excitedly.
Kelly opened her eyes and was speechless for a second, taking a huge drag
to calm herself down. Then she started jumping for joy, smoke pouring from
her mouth and nose, giggling with excitement and clapping her hands
together as her big perky boobs and firm ass bounced in her revealing
underwear. A brand new, bubblegum pink Mini Cooper S sat in the driveway in
front of her.
“Oh my god! Daddy you’re the best! It’s SO cute! This is, like, the best
birthday present EVER!” Kelly hugged her dad again, overwhelming him with
the powerful smell of stale smoke emanating from her.
“I’m glad you like it. I know how much you love pink so the paint and the
interior leather are custom, plus a few other things. Here’s the keys, get
in and take a look,” he said and tossed her the keys.
Kelly ran up to it and jumped in the driver’s seat, smoldering cigarette
hanging from her lips. She absolutely loved it. The interior was all custom
candy pink and white leather. The thing that caught her attention and
caused her to squeal out a smoke-choked giggle of delight was the lack of a
center console between the two front seats. Instead, there was a large,
deep, ashtray the size of a small trashcan between the seats that extended
all the way down to the floor of the car, wrapped in matching leather. It
looked like it could fit at least a carton worth of ash and butts.
“This ashtray is incredible, great job Dad! I’d fill up this puny little
stock one in the dashboard on the way to school!” Kelly exuberantly said
through a lungful of smoke. She popped open the glove box to take a look
and was overwhelmed with delight again. Ten packs of Newport 100’s were
stacked on one side, separated from a nearly overflowing pile of pink Bic
lighters on the other side of the box.
“I thought you would like that,” her dad replied. “I’m glad you love it so
much. The ashtray pops out easily so you can just dump it out when you fill
it up. Why don’t we take it for a spin down to the DMV and take the test
for your license?” Kelly had had her drivers permit since she turned 15 and
had gotten plenty of practice, plus had taken the required drivers-ed
course.
“Yes! I can’t wait! We’ve gotta go right now, I’m head cheerleader now and
I’ve got to judge the tryouts later today. Let me get some shorts and a top
on. Wait right here!” Kelly ran into the house giggling with excitement, a
trail of smoke hanging behind her in the still summer morning air. She
popped out the front door moments later, lighting a fresh cigarette, in a
tiny pair of low cut jean shorts barely concealing her perfect ass and a
tight white tummy-baring tank top that showed off the ample amounts of
cleavage produced by her pink push-up bra and displaying its cute lacy
edges and straps. Kelly had tied her gorgeous flowing blond hair into a
pony tail with a pink ribbon to match the car. She hopped in the car,
exhaling a thick plume of smoke into the cabin, put the keys in the
ignition, and headed off to the DMV with her dad to get her driver’s
license. She got it right away after a quick test despite being a horrible
parallel parker. The test administrator was much too focused on her
incredible body and the insane amount she smoked to notice much of the
driving.
Kelly came home and did her hair and makeup to get ready for the tryouts
while remembering her first day as a freshman, nervous about making the
team. She vowed to make the tryouts as stress free for the girls as
possible and be nice to them like Julie was to her, and also to look hot in
her uniform and impress the girls as Julie had also done. She wondered
about the incoming freshman girls and what kind of talent and
attractiveness she would find, and most importantly which of them were
smokers. Kelly chained into another cigarette, opening her third pack of
the day, and headed out to the high school in her new car, smoking
intensely with the windows rolled up so she could bathe in her own second
hand smoke. The tiny cute little pink car quickly filled with the exhaust
from her lungs and she was on cloud nine, daydreaming about how much fun
she was going to have being head cheerleader and going back for her junior
year.