Disclosure, Part 2 – Smoking Fetish Story

They walked into the duty-free shoppe. It was twenty-four hours. Marcus went straight to the counter, passing a bored looking blue shirt who was half- heartedly scanning this month’s Playboy. “Pack of Virginia Slims 120s.”…

Dinah – Smoking Fetish Story

In grade school Bobby Davies and my brother were nearly inseparable. They played on all the same teams and always hung out after school together. Bobby was a pretty fair athlete but Tommy was the…

Tom’s Story – Smoking Fetish Story

Jake was tall and lean, moderately muscular, and handsome. Although usually clean-shaven, he would sometimes not shave for a couple of days, and the whiskers accentuated his masculinity. His blue jeans (which he always wore)…