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There’s no subtle way to say it, I’m a smoking whore. You either like that or you don’t. I’m a whore because I fuck who I want when I want and no one tells me I can’t. I’m a “smoking” whore because I like to smoke and torment my fuck dates with my cigarettes. I can also be a bitch! You know what a bitch is! A bitch is that gal who fucks everyone except you! But if you’re nice to me, I’ll fuck you, too. And I’ll do it with a cigarette floating from my hand to my lips, repeatedly.
I just love the way cigarettes make a woman look mysterious, in control, and sexy. I use to smoke Marlboros but now I smoke Newport Shorts in the green box. The fucking fags went up so much in price I had to cut corners somewhere. You can buy me a pack or a carton anytime! I love wrapping my lips around that little prick of a cigarette and taking a nice, long sucking drag. I love the way the men melt when I pucker up and pull that smoke in or wrap my lips around that tiny filter and suck it or stick my tongue out to flick the end of the filter. I have other uses for that lovely cigarette as well *big evil grin* I’d love to torment your whole naked body with it!
One night a date picked me up. I was wearing a large rim dark hat, long black gloves, and a long black dress all snug and tight – had my hair pulled up – it was very similar to the outfit worn by Audrey Hepburn in the restaurant scene of “Breakfast at Tiffany’s.” I do enjoy that look, and I have an exotic set of cigarette filters to make it just perfect. I warned this boy that I smoke throughout the date and if he was thinking about getting into my pants – well … I play very hot and dangerously! He just smiled and nodded. “Mmmm,” I thought, “poor boy, he’s my next victim.”
After a fantastic dinner, I felt the boy should be rewarded, so I invited him back to my place. We progressed from kissing and me blowing smoke into his mouth, to the bedroom where we both stripped down. He was completely naked and I was only wearing my black heels. I tied him to the bed and then the fun started. I placed a cig into a long black filter holder and lit up. I stretched out naked, half on top of the boy with my leg thrown over his. I proceeded to tantalize him and scare him with my cig. I first rolled it softly around his titty nipple burning off the little hairs around it. Then I placed it on a puff of hair I fluffed on his stomach and waited for it to burn through – grabbing it just before it settled against his skin. Then I straddled him, right across his stomach, took a long deep puff, leaned over with my titties pressed against his chest, and blew a slow mouthful of smoke into his mouth. He was still very hard so despite his protests I knew he was liking it – a lot!
Then I turned around and kneeled above him with my pussy right over his mouth and my mouth right over his cock. I grabbed his cock and blew a nice hot puff of smoke right into the pisshole. I asked him, “Know how I put out a cigarette and start the next one when in this position?” Of course, he said no! I lifted up enough for him to watch and yell, then rolled the lit cigarette in his precum-wetted pisshole. The boy tensed up, yelled real loud, almost loud enough to drown out the sizzle, and then flopped weakly and limply back against the bedclothes – as he realized it didn’t really hurt. Silly boy! The precum keeps him from getting burned and wets the cigs’ cherry. I left the cigarette standing up, smushed end settled in the pisshole, right on the end of his cock while I left the room for a soda.
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