Ellas Smoking Day Out

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a very different story from my normal fare, as I wrote it specifically for a wonderful friend, @EllaB_17. Please see her profile for more information on this fabulously sexy young woman. This is almost entirely a smoking fetish fantasy, so PLEASE do not read this if you are disgusted by smoking. I don't want to hear all the comments about what a bad habit it is, and you've been warned.

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Ella slipped into the passenger seat of her new girlfriend's car on a beautiful spring day.

"Oh my god!" the other woman exclaimed as they gave each other pecks on the cheek, one quick kiss on the lips. She pulled back and gawked at the slender dark blonde. "You look positively amazing, darling! So... slutty, if you don't mind me saying. I could just eat you up right now!"

The young woman blushed, embarrassed but secretly thrilled at the compliment. "You're too sweet," she smiled as she pulled out her pack of Misty 120 cigarettes. "You look pretty fabulous yourself. So, where are we off to?"

"I thought we could just go park by the lake, do some people watching, and chat. And smoke, of course!"

"Ahhh. That sounds absolutely perfect. I've been so stressed out lately."

As they pulled away and headed down the street, Ella lit her beloved Misty 120, taking a long delicious drag. She normally smoked Marlboro Reds, because her Misty's were in short supply, but today was a special day. And she felt even sexier smoking her long, elegant, all-white cigarettes.

"Oh! May I have one too, love?" the older woman asked. "I just love yours."

"Of course, darling." Ella handed her friend the lit cigarette, freshly decorated with her favorite dark red lipstick. She watched as her beautiful new lover sucked on the filter, her pussy already tingling at the fact that the other woman had her mouth on her own lip imprints.

As the younger woman lit another cigarette for herself, she watched Abby blow out a swirling filigree towards her open window. The shape of the woman's mouth, the look of bliss in her eyes, made Ella's lately-neglected cunt ache fiercely.

"So what's got you in such a slutty mood today, El?" Abby asked with a wet grin as she turned to the car around the corner. "Surely it's not just for a joy ride with me."

Ella sucked on her cigarette, inhaled the smoke, then sucked again to completely fill her lungs with the potent, pungent vapor. "Actually, I was chatting with my horny online friend, Charlie, this morning," she finally replied, smoke wafting out of her mouth with every word before she blew out the remainder.

"Oh? Tell me about him!"

"He's a very sweet pervert I met on an amateur erotica website. We started talking because I had started a thread about my love of smoking. Pretty women smoking is his biggest fetish, and he loves my stories about my experiences. He's a total pervert, to be sure, but he's also very gentlemanly. And he's much older than me. I think he said he's 55?"

"He sounds wonderful," Abby cooed, taking a seductive pull on her own long Misty.

"Yes, he is." As the car rounded another turn, Ella reached over and grabbed on to her friend's upper thigh, ostensibly to keep her balance in her seat, but keeping it there when they straightened out. "He always makes me horny when we talk. He completely embraces my secret sluttiness, encourages it even, but not in a crude way."

"Fifty-five, you say? Maybe I should look him up," the beautiful older woman smirked.

Ella gave her thigh a hard squeeze, digging her newly-painted nails into the woman's flesh. "Sorry, lover, but he's all mine! Besides, he lives in the States."

"Shame. For BOTH of us. You might not let me have him, but surely you would share him with me, wouldn't you?"

The young beauty laughed. "Yes, of course I would, lover. But I'm afraid the two of us might give the old man a heart attack!"

The ladies laughed and winked at each other. Just then, Abby pulled the car into the small gravel parking lot overlooking a calm lake surrounded by several copses of trees. There were three other cars in the lot, but all of the occupants were apparently down at the lake.

Both women tossed their spent butts out onto the gravel, and Ella immediately lit fresh Misty's for both of them. The pair quietly savored their cigarettes for a few moments, gazing at the lake and the smallish-looking people walking around it.

"Sooo... how does this Charlie get you so worked up?"

The 30-something took a cheek-hollowing drag on her long slender cylinder and inhaled as her girlfriend watched lustily. "Well, it's mostly about his reactions to my stories. He's very complimentary, in a sincere way, and he never judges me. I just feel like I can be the best -- or worst -- of myself and he will still love me. But sometimes he tells me his fantasies about me. He came up with a new one just the other day that made me so wet and needy."

Abby reached over and placed her free hand on Ella's bare upper thigh, just below the hem of her impossibly short skirt, noticing that the younger girl wasn't wearing any panties. "Oh, you must tell me this pervert's fantasy about you! Oops! I hope you don't mind if I call him that."

Ella laughed. "Not at all. He's quite proud of his perverted nature. It's a large part of why we get along so well. We've become very comfortable talking about the most perverse things."

The beautiful blonde sucked on her long, ultimately-feminine Misty, and Abby leaned across the car's center console, delicately placing her lips on the younger woman's mouth. The blonde locked lips with her and breathed her smoke into her lover's lungs. The two kissed and swirled their tongues together for a moment before pulling away to exhale the last remaining wraiths of smoke.

"That was lovely," Ella breathed raggedly. "Now. Charlie's fantasy."

Abby slipped her hand up under her friend's skirt and began running her middle finger on, around, and between Ella's inner and outer folds, which were already slippery.

"So. He told me that he imagined me standing naked and bending over my vanity table, putting on my makeup, and smoking of course, as I look in the mirror. He said that he would come up behind me, nude as well, and try to distract me by kissing my neck and massaging my breasts. My TITS, as he would say."

"Mmmm, that sounds... challenging," Abby purred as she slipped her middle finger into Ella's oozing cunt. "It would be quite difficult to concentrate like that. I know how meticulous you are about your makeup. Go on."

Ella squirmed in her seat as she sucked on her cigarette, then tapped the ash out of the window. "It's hard to concentrate right NOW, you bitch," she groaned as she felt her friends smooth digit exploring her vagina.

"Anyway," she continued, focusing on the lake, "he said that his activities weren't distracting me enough. So he walks over to my nightstand and pulls out my anal lube. I see him slather it onto his erect penis in the reflection. I'm smoking like a fiend now, like a true smoking slut, just like he likes."

"You ARE such a smoking slut," Abby chirped before sliding her ring finger into her friend's pussy and taking a drag on her own cigarette.

"Yes I am, thank you. So now Charlie comes back behind me, pushing me down so that my elbows are on my table. I'm now putting on mascara, trying hard to keep my hand steady, so I don't poke my own eye out! And then he places his slick cockhead against my tight pucker. He said that he would rub it around my little brown star, teasing me."

"Oh my! I don't think you and I have ever discussed anal sex before."

Ella pursed her lips in thought. "No, I guess we haven't. But I must admit I enjoy getting buggered on occasion, by the right man, in the right situation. And this would certainly be the right situation. So as I'm carefully applying my mascara, Charlie starts forcing his mushroom cap into my squirmy hole. He says that we both gasp when it pops through my ring of muscle."

"You are driving me positively insane, Ella," the other woman groaned, now determined to find her friends g-spot.

"You're doing the same, my love," the younger woman breathed before lighting a fresh Misty from the smoldering butt of her previous one. She huffed out a rough cloud almost impatiently.

"So what comes next?"

"So, Charlie begins working his lubed cock into my asshole, inch by agonizing inch. He claims that he's a fairly thick six to seven inches, but I haven't seen a picture, and who knows if anything is true on the internet? But it sounds like a perfect size for me. Anyway, when he's finally wedged his entire shaft deep into my ass, he says his hanging balls bounce gently against my clitoris. I have to put out my cigarette butt, but he reaches around me and pulls a fresh cigarette out for me, placing it between my freshly painted slut-red lips, and lights it for me. He says he never wants me to be without a lit cigarette when he's around."

"Oh, we MUST take a trip to America and visit this pervert together," Abby exclaimed as she found the small, walnut-textured patch of Ella's g-spot on the roof of her pussy.

"Oh, FUCK!" the storyteller whimpered. "You've found my spot. That feels fucking amazing. But I'm afraid I'm about to make a mess in your car."

Abby looked at her friend with a Cheshire Cat grin. "Why do you think I insisted on leather seats, slut? I make messes in here constantly. So feel free to... relieve yourself. And please let me know how this fantasy ends, so I can eat your cunt properly." She took a drag from her half-spent Misty, then placed her cigarette between Ella's lips to suck on as she continued to massage her young friend's sensitive patch.

"Fuck," the young woman blurted again, smoke billowing out. "Okay, so. Charlie says that at this point, I'm satisfied with my makeup and start to clear it, so that I can enjoy him plowing my ass properly. But he leans down and says into my ear, 'You look like an angel. Or a princess. But I want you to look like a whore. So more mascara. Heavier on the eyeliner. And do your lips again, whore.'"

"I nod at the mirror, thrilled that he wants me to be my true self. A tawdry smoking whore, for him to use anyway he wants. So as I begin putting on more eyeliner, he starts to slowly pump his cock back and forth in my rectum. I'm fighting hard to keep my hand steady, and I'm on the verge of crying in frustration. I want him to fuck my ass so hard right now."

Abby took another pull on her dwindling Misty, then leaned over and breathed it into Ella's open mouth, swirling their tongues together, the smoke swirling around their faces.

"Stop, or I'll never get through this story!"

Abby pulled away laughing. "I'm sorry, honey, you're just getting me so worked up."

Ella grabbed her friend's wrist and used the other woman's fingers to fuck herself for a moment. "I'm getting YOU worked up?"

The younger woman moaned as her body released a spurt of her juices, coating her friend's hand and making a puddle on the leather seat. "Now see what you've made me do!"

"That was the point, lover!" She removed her hand and began licking the slime off of it. "Now, wrap this fantasy up, so we can get in the backseat and eat each other out."

The pair took a moment to light fresh cigarettes, and Ella tried to compose herself enough to finish her story, delighting in the telling, but also dying to taste her girlfriend's pussy.

"So, where was I? Oh, so I'm putting on even more makeup as he slowly fucks my bum. We stare at each other in the mirror as I'm puffing madly on my cigarette, taking triple pumps to get the most smoke. My lungs are aching now, and my mouth tastes like an ashtray, but I'm loving being his filthy smoking whore."

"Hold on. Is this really his fantasy, or is it yours?" Abby grinned mischievously.

"Charlie's originally. I've already frigged myself three times just reading it. But I suppose I'm adding a few of my own details to make it perfect."

Despite her recent squirt, Ella was still craving more. She placed her hand up inside her top and underneath her lacy bra to pinch and twist her erect nipple as she took another delicious drag and inhaled deeply. Her lungs were starting to feel like they would in the fantasy, and she savored the black pepper taste of her smoke on her tongue.

"So, I have my Misty 120 dangling from my mouth as I'm touching up my slut-red lips. I'm looking like a full-on proper whore now. I keep puffing on my cigarette as he continues plowing my ass. Charlie says that he waits until I suck on my cigarette with my lipstick at the corner of my mouth, and then slams his cock all the way into my asshole, his swollen testicles bouncing against my slimy slit, and calmly says that he's cumming. He's caused me to draw a dark red wound all the way up my cheek with his thrust, absolutely ruining my perfect makeup, but making me look like the true slut that I am."

Ella pinched and pulled on her nipple, intentionally hurting herself, her cunt still oozing onto the leather seat. She took another powerful drag on her shrinking, smoldering cylinder.

She sighed out the smoke in agonized bliss. "Then Charlie says he remains perfectly still, so that I can feel his huge, gooey load pulsating up his shaft and exploding into my bowels, squirt after warm gooey squirt. The sensation of having my insides filled with his sperm of course triggers my own orgasm, my rectum grasping and milking his cock of every drop of semen."

Ella looked over at her friend to find Abby furiously fingering her own pussy. "Please, Ella! I must have your mouth on my cunt now. Is your story over?"

"Charlie said that after his balls are drained, he simply pulls his dick out of me with a wet plop and leaves me there to go shower. I can feel his semen drizzling out of my quivering asshole onto the floor. I take my cigarette and reach behind to coat the filter with his goo and my own ass juices, then finish it, staring into the mirror at the true smoking anal slut that I am. I added the part after he went to go shower."

"Fuck! That's it, bitch," Abby growled, looking out the car windows for passers-by. "Get in the backseat right now, so I can fuck your mouth with my pussy and asshole."

THE END