I have a smoking fetish, although I couldn’t tell you the exact date it started. I just found that one day anytime I saw a woman smoking a cigarette, I couldn’t help myself. I’d automatically picture her on her knees in front of me, wisps of smoke pouring from her mouth as she took a drag and then engulfed my cock. And it seemed that the moment I realized this, everyone I knew started to smoke. Everyone.
Which brings me to my story. I was 18 at the time and in a rock band, and the bass player Kevin introduced me to a girl named Jackie he had met at school the day before. She was barely 16, with short brown hair, tight body, and a really sweet ass. She started coming to our practices, and then her brother would come along as well. None of us smoked at the time, except for the occasional cigar, and Jackie wouldn’t even do that. She was a health nut, and I never even saw her eat red meat. Jackie’s brother and I hit it off real well, so we started hanging out, which gave me ample time to get to know his sister, and to be around her.
Well, college came, and I left and went away. I didn’t see Jackie or her brother Phil for that whole time, and my smoking fetish grew and grew during that time, although I could never find a girl who would smoke for me during sex. I’d often imagine it while I was fucking some girl at college, that she’d light up and blow smoke in my face while I was on top of her ramming my cock into her snatch. I’d blow my load on her stomach, continuing to imagine that she was smoking while my cum splattered on her tummy.
Then, two days before I was to go home for the summer, I got an e-mail from Phil. He said that he and my friends were throwing a party for my return. I smiled, knowing what had happened at some of the parties we threw in high school, which made me look forward to going home even more. If I’d known then what I know now, I would have flown home.
I pulled my car into Phil’s driveway and parked it, and was greeted by a most glorious sight. There was a group of girls on his front deck, all of them smoking. As I got to the porch, they girls parted to let me to the door, and I had to walk sideways so they wouldn’t see the giant erection I had. When they parted, I was offered another incredible sight: this girl with short blonde hair and the most incredible body I had ever seen. From behind, I saw her take a long drag, and exhale through her nose and mouth. I nearly came in my pants right then. When she turned around and let me see her face, I did. Her pouty lips held her cigarette, a Marlboro Menthol Light, and the contrast of the white on those ruby-red lips sent a shiver up my spine. It was Jackie, Phil’s sister, and she had grown into on of the hottest women I had ever seen in my life! When she saw me, she took a quick drag and rushed to me, exhaling as she went to hug me, and the smoke hit me right in the face.
“Sorry about that,” she said as she hugged me tightly. Her breasts were pressing against my chest, and I knew she felt the bulge in my crotch.
“No problem at all,” I said. “And when did you start smoking?”
“Couple of months ago, when school got rough,” she replied.
She released me form the hug and I decided to spend some more time with her on the porch. I took my own smokes out and lit one, exhaling through my nose as I usually did. We talked for about ten or fifteen minutes and she chain-smoked the entire time, driving me insane. She was sneaking peeks at my crotch from time to time, obviously noticing the growing tent there. I too was taking my own looks at her tight top, showing her hard nipples in the chill air. When my eyes met up with hers again I caught her in the middle of a drag; she snap-inhaled, pursed her lips, and exhaled a wonderful stream of smoke, all the while keeping eye contact with me. I finished my smoke and quickly hurried inside to find a bathroom to relieve myself in more ways than one.