Stephanie’s Smokey Saturday Night

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Ariella Ferrera

Hi, I’m Stephanie, and it turns out I am a unicorn, of sorts. I am a woman with a smoking fetish.

The good news is, I am my own source of constant sexual excitement and pleasure. The bad news is, it’s hard to have a relationship when I want to spend every night masturbating while watching myself smoke in the mirror.

I have a pretty sweet setup, too. I live alone in a large, airy studio loft. This gives me the freedom to lounge around naked, smoking as much as I want. There is a ton of natural light, important for the smoking fetish, and I can easily air my place out all night after I go to bed. I mean, I love when my fingers or hair smells like smoke, but that doesn’t mean other people do. In the corner of the loft I have a nice plush divan lounger, a large ashtray on a stand, and most importantly, a large mirror to see myself in. In front of the divan is a table where I keep my laptop. Sometimes I take a break from watching myself and watch smoking fetish porn. My favorites, when I can find them, are those saucy Australian girls smoking in the wood paneled room.

Most nights after dinner and a post workout shower, I head over to the divan with my cigarettes and lighter. Some nights, usually on the weekend, I will apply some make up, put on thigh high stockings, and some sexy heels. Those nights I will often spoil myself with a vibrator or dildo, as well. But on the average night, it’s just me, my fingers, and my Marlboros, or Parliaments, or Virginia Slims, you get the idea.

I prefer the evening light when it’s sunny outside, but except for the rainy or gloomy winter days, the light is normally good to watch myself smoke. My usual routine is to have a cigarette or two and just focus on my smoking. I practice my smoking tricks, or try a new style I’ve seen another woman using while she smokes. Occasionally I will put on a video of a woman smoking and just try and copy her style exactly, taking drags when she does, and exhaling as she does.

After that, I will explore my body, running my fingers lightly down my neck, across my tits, down my stomach, tracing over the curves of my ass and legs. After some light teasing, I will smoke another cigarette while I start to play with my pussy. I’m mostly a clit girl, but will finger myself as well from time to time. And while I love ass play, I usually don’t use my fingers while smoking, for hygiene reasons. But I sometimes will use a dildo or butt plug in my ass while I smoke. In fact, sitting out in the smoking section at work with a butt plug in is one of my favorite ways to spend my work day.

As I lay there and tease and rub my clit I love to dangle an unlit cigarette in my mouth, watching myself in the mirror. I do, to my shame, sometimes pretend I am sitting across from my lover, watching her smoke. Pathetic, right?

I then light my cigarette, taking a long initial drag. I love to smoke in an elegant manner, especially on the weekends when I am dolled up. I spread my stiff fingers wide in a V shape, letting my lips drag hard on the cigarette. I prefer a center lip drag, with my lips pursed. But I also will do the side drag, when feeling somewhat saucy.

Removing the cigarette, I do one of my four inhale styles. There’s the ‘Pop’ where my mouth opens quickly making an audible pop as I suck the smoke quickly into my lungs. Then there’s the elegant open mouth inhale, where I can watch the ball of smoke inside my mouth disappear down my throat. Following those, is the classy and sophisticated french inhale, with billowing ribbons of smoke burning my nose as I hungrily inhale. Finally we have the ever sexy snap inhale, which has several styles of its own. The usual large creamy ball of smoke, the flat horizontal roll of smoke, or the small thin vertical curving roll of smoke.

Holding the smoke in longer than most other smokers enables my exhales to be very sensual transparent plumes, rather than a full fresh exhale. I normally purse my lips, leaving them slightly open as I exhale. I call it the ‘cock-sucker blow’ as that’s how women in porn will usually exhale onto a cock escort bursa during a smoking blowjob. Deliberate and pointed. I will also extend my lower lip and force the plume of smoke upwards. I will tilt my head upwards to exhale as well, usually on those weekend nights where I have a glass of wine, my hair in an up-do, and a vibe on my throbbing clit. Sometimes, I purse my lips to the side to exhale, which is my usual style when smoking at work. That way I can smoke and still look at my phone to see the pics of the smoking women on Instagram or Tumblr.

You’re probably thinking I am a lesbian. But that’s the weird thing, I don’t find most women attractive, unless they are smoking. I mean, I love smoking porn, but don’t really watch vanilla lesbian porn. And I have no interest in men smoking. I am generally attracted to men, and do enjoy sex with them, provided they have a smoking fetish, and I can smoke for them.

As I said, a unicorn.

It was probably growing up in mid-western town, where good girls didn’t smoke, that led me to have a smoking fetish. Smoking was taboo, gross, stinky, bad for your health, etc. But whenever I watched a woman smoke on TV or movies, I was enthralled. When I was a bit older and a friend started vaping, I was eager to try it. I enjoyed watching the vapor and playing with it, but it didn’t really do much for me. It wasn’t until I was in college in a larger city that I first tried smoking a cigarette. One drag and I was hooked, and I don’t mean nicotine addiction. I mean sexually. Even though the smoke tasted like something burning, and irritated my throat and lungs, I felt so sexy and so complete.

I soon became a regular smoker, but we couldn’t smoke in the dorms, of course. I would have 2-3 cigarettes before bed and have to satisfy myself by smelling the smoke on my fingers while I furiously rubbed my clit under the covers. After first year, I moved into an apartment with friends, but no one would let me smoke inside. Occasionally I would sneak a cigarette in my room while laying on the bed, using my body like an amusement park. I would then smoke a joint after, to cover the smell. I didn’t really ever enjoy the pot, but according to my roomates smoking pot inside was okay, and smoking cigarettes was nasty. Fucking hypocrits.

I did experiment with girls a bit, as making out with other girls smoking outside of bars isn’t the hardest thing in the world to do. I found a cute lesbian who smoked and took her back to my place. But her idea of indulging my fetish was to share one lone cigarette while we kissed and played with each other’s tits, then spend 45 minutes eating my pussy. I mean, it wasn’t the worst night in my life, but not what I was looking for.

Hooking up with guys was also hit or miss. Spending the night with a mouthful of cock, or having my guts rearranged can occasionally be a nice change, but as I said earlier, I just want to smoke, watch myself, and masturbate. Guys that smoke didn’t do anything for me, but I do enjoy indulging their smoking fetish. Soon after landing my job in the city after college, and getting my own place, I made a profile on some fetish dating sites.

I met Brian, who was a perfectly normal and respectable accountant. A non-smoker with the fetish, he was quite content to watch me smoke, watch me masturbate, and let me give him smoking blowjobs. I do quite love giving a smoking blowjob, and even have a very life-like suction cup dildo that I will suck on while I smoke. That’s usually another Saturday night special, with red lipstick, high heels, and a Virginia Slims cigarette.

The only problem with Brian, as with most men, is he wanted a relationship. He was nice enough, and his cock was wonderful, but that’s not the life I was looking for.

There was Gary, who was a smoker himself. Even though his smoking didn’t do anything for me, his almost 10 inch cock certainly did. So I put up with him for a time, before he too wanted to settle down. Goodbye, Gary.

So there I sit, on my divan. Smoking and masturbating.

Tonight bursa otele gelen escort I decided enough was enough. I made a new dating profile, specifically looking for a WOMAN with a SMOKING FETISH. I can’t be the only one, right?

After my shower, I put my hair in an elegant updo. I apply my makeup, heavy on the eyes, lashes, and lips. My lips are a bright red, perfect to stain a cigarette filter. I roll my black thigh high stockings on, and close the clasp on my Casadei Blade Stratosphere heels. I open my treasure box of toys and peruse my wares. I decide on a silicone clit vibe, a chrome dildo, and my red jeweled stainless butt plug. Grabbing the lube, I check myself over in the bedroom mirror. Fantastic.

I take my time to elegantly walk over to the divan, pretending I have an audience. I demurely sit down and arrange my toys on the table in front of me. As I study them, I withdraw a long white Virginia Slims cigarette from its case on my table. I hold the cigarette between two outstretched fingers, emulating a high society woman of the 1920’s. I open my red lips and place the pure white filter between them. I let the cigarette dangle as I look into the mirror. My heart beats faster and a jolt of pleasure shoots from my brain, directly to my pussy. I can feel my pussy lips spread and my clit enlarge. I grab my lighter and smile at myself as I light the cigarette. Staring at myself I drop the lighter on the table and draw hard on the cigarette. The tip glows bright as the savory smoke enters my mouth. My stiff fingers come upwards in their exaggerated V shape and slowly pluck the long cigarette from my lips. Seeing the filter is clearly stained with the red lipstick, makes my cunt start to drip.

I open my mouth and let a perfectly round ball of creamy white smoke escape, before returning into my mouth and awaiting lungs. I hold the smoke inside, as my pussy gets wetter. I look right at myself and exhale the smoke directly at my reflection. The smoke billows outward in waves from the surface of the mirror. Smiling at myself one more time, I turn my attention to the various toys on the table.

I pick up my butt plug with my right hand holding the cigarette, the long white cylinder contrasting sharply with the curving metal of the plug. I turn it over and study it, before picking up my lube with the other hand. I squirt a dollop of lube onto the plug, then use my fingers to cover the plug completely. I transfer the plug to my left hand and take a hard drag on my cigarette. I glance at myself in the mirror, to watch the voluminous waft of smoke transfer from my ruby red lips into my nose in a sensual french inhale. I bring the butt plug closer to my lips and exhale a thin plume all over it, coating it in my smoke. I stand up, turn around and kneel on the divan. I glance over my shoulder and watch myself in the mirror as I rub the butt plug over the crinkled ring of my asshole, coating it in lube. I spend a few beats teasing my eager hole and look back to my face in the mirror. I dangle the cigarette between my lips and slid the plug into my ass. I feel the ring of muscle give a moment of resistance, before the stainless steel plug eases into my hole. It gives a constant, warm pressure into the center of my being, making my pussy drip even more. The sparkling red jewel of the plug matches my red lips perfectly, as planned.

Still looking over my shoulder I suck on the white filter and the still long cigarette juts upwards. Removing the cigarette, I pop my mouth open and suck the smoke into my lungs. Holding the smoke for a long six seconds, I feel my cunt pulse with the straining in my lungs. I tilt my head back and watch as my glorious reflection breathes out a tight, thin, transparent cone of smoke into the air. Clouds of bluish smoke are starting to gather in a haze in the room. Wonderful.

I sit back down on the divan and turn my attention to my pussy. Recently waxed, it is a mix of brownish pink lips, glistening juice, and a deep pink clit. With my bursa merkez escort left hand I run my finger down the length of my labia and into my hole. Scooping out the juices I bring the hand to my mouth. Looking at myself in the mirror I hungrily open my lips and slide my finger across them, coated them in my cunt juice. My tongue darts out and tastes my flavor, and I clean my fingers thoroughly. I then bring my right hand to my lips so I can taste my cigarette and my cunt juice at the same time. As I drag on the filter, I reach down and pinch my nipple. Divine.

Exhaling the smoke downwards across my tits, I again reach down to pussy as I trim the ash from the cigarette in the tall ashtray bedside me. I rub the nub of my clit with a finger using a delicate touch. I watch in the mirror, alternating views between my digital caress and milky white smoke pouring from my sparkling red lips.

I lean back and shudder with pleasure as my clitoral stimulation beckons me closer to an orgasm. I raise my fingers to my mouth and envelope the filter of the cigarette with my lips. The Virginia Slim rises as the tip glows red. I remove the cigarette and pump a thick, silky french inhale into my nose. The smoke flows out as I snap the remainder deep into my lungs. As I exhale in the air, small streams of smoke escape my nose and join the clouds in the air.

I stop diddling myself as I reach over to the table, and retrieve the vibrator. Colored a deep purple, it has no hard angles and is a curvy flowing cylinder. I squeeze near the base and the fully charged vibe hums to life. My hand brings the toy to my breasts, teasing my nipples as I watch myself. I snap my thumb across the base of the filter of the cigarette, expertly discarding the ash. After a moment of teasing, I lean back slightly, and lift a leg onto the divan. Giving myself a full view of both my pussy and my face, I trace circles around my clitoral hood, continuing the teasing.

I fucking love Saturday nights, I think to myself as this luminous beauty in the mirror pleasures herself while inhaling the flavorful smoke and elegantly putting on a show.

As the vibe runs over my clit, I take another drag, thinking I may cum before finishing my first cigarette, which is a rarity. A long flat roll of smoke flows out of my red lips and I quickly snap it back in. Watching myself, I purse my lips to the side and a beautiful column of smoke flows towards the mirror, catching a beam of sunlight hitting the floor.

My breath quickens as I feel the undulations of an orgasm through my belly. I sit forward slightly, putting pressure on my buttplug to enhance the feelings. I hold the vibe to my clit, as steady as a surgeon as I stare at myself and take a drag on the almost finished cigarette. My mouth opens wide as I witness the smoke enter my lungs. Holding the smoke in for that extra second brings me even closer to cumming. I take another drag before exhaling. Taking even more smoke into my lungs I look slightly upwards and exhale a massive cone of transparent smoke into the air. I feel the waves of pleasure starting, so I reach over and trim the ash off the cigarette and lean back.

Staring at myself in the mirror, through the building haze of smoke, I see my left hand holding the purple vibe to my clit, and my right hand holding the red stained cigarette close to my face in an elegant manner. I study this image intently as the waves rock through me, causing my stomach to tighten and my hips to rise off the divan. This causes me to see the sparkling red jewel of my butt plug. Staring at my ass is the final trigger as I lose myself to the pleasure. I close my eyes and ride the crest until my orgasm subsides.

Turning off the vibrator, I shakily settle myself on the divan and look at my cigarette. Just enough remaining for a last drag. I flick the ash off and bring it to my lips. I take one long drag, feeling the heat of the ember through the filter. Savoring the taste, I open my mouth and do one final snap inhale. Tilting my head upwards I exhale it all in a thin tight plume. I stub out the cigarette, which will be the first of many tonight.

Looking at the table, I idly realize I forgot all about using the chrome dildo. As I ponder the sight of it sliding into my asshole, my attention is drawn to the laptop. There is a notification on the dating site reading: YOU HAVE A NEW MESSAGE FROM KITTYLCKER7.

To be continued…

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