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Subject: Hot Smoke and Sassafras (part 1 ~ REPOST by request~) m/f - oral,
mast, teasing, smoking fetish, public sex.
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Internal joke; You will notice that the Sassafras tree has absolutely
nothing to do with the theme of the story, however, "HOT SMOKE and SASSAFRAS"
was a song by a little-known rock group of the 1960s called 'The Bubble
Puppy.' It was a hit back when my wife Becky and I were dating, and still
remains one of my favorite songs by a commercial band.
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* This story is a modified re-post originally submitted months ago to
DEJANEWS as a reply to someone with common interests... ENJOY JENNIFER!
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WARNING: SEX and CIGARETTE SMOKING GRAPHICALLY PORTAYED!!!
If cigarette smoking offends you...TURN BACK NOW!
If sex offends you...Then, WHAT are you doing HERE!
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(Part 1)
Until I purchased my computer, I thought that I was unique in my intense
passion for women who smoke. Now, I find there are many fetishists out there
with almost the same attraction. I began, once again, to feel alone in my
'variation on a theme' which is to see a painfully stiff cock spurting hot cum
all over the face of a sexy woman, while in a teasing way, she nonchalantly
smokes a cigarette.
I cannot tell you exactly what it is about that image I find SO erotic. I've
tried to objectively psychoanalyze this 'kink' through the years but got
nowhere because just thinking about it would produce a major hard-on and make
me quiver, quake and clutch at myself! DAMN IT!...IT'S HAPPENING AGAIN! DOWN
BOY!! DOWN! BACK, I SAY!!...sorry... Where was I?... Anyway, I guess it's
something along the train of thought that a woman who smokes is being a
'naughty girl.' Yes. The 'naughty girl syndrome.' Smoking in a sensual
manner, turning on the animal urge within a man and exciting him to the point
of simply pulling his hard prick out of his trousers and exploding in her
face... something like that. Sexist? I know. At any rate, I believed myself
to be alone in this desire. But, I see now there are others turned on this
image also, INCLUDING WOMEN!!!
I've had this dual fetish for as long as I can recall. Long before I met my
wife Becky. It's psychological roots, I believe, are embedded in events
surrounding my youth. Cigarette ads were in full swing on television, in
newspapers and magazines. Sex then, as it does now, sold everything from
apples to zooplankton (sorry, I couldn't think of a 'Z' product)! Cigarettes
were no exception! MAN, the women in those ads looked positively orgasmic
over the simple act of smoking a cigarette!
It was also around that time a friend described the adult act of oral sex to
my virgin ears. I was shocked and amazed a woman would even consider putting
THAT to her lips! After that, in watching cigarette commercials where women
were depicted [ in a sexy way ] smoking at the beach or at a party etc., the
oral symbolism of the cork or all white tip being thrusted between wet full
lips, and the exhale of satisfying smoke through said pursed lips, all became
highly significant to my fevered pubescent brain. Their images flooded my
masturbatory dreams! Hence, the association began.
The start of my fetish also had a great deal to do with my older cousin.
Sandy and I hung around together when she was 16 and our relationship lasted
for a long time. I don't see her as often now, but the strong bond between us
still exists. When I was a mere boy of 13, I thought that she was just THE
sexiest woman on the planet! As I think about it now, she kind of had a
Bernadette Peter-ish quality about her facial features. 'Bee-stung' pouty
lips, small nose ... deep brown bedroom eyes! I'd cream my jeans at just the
thought of her!
She had the most alluring face with THE most tantalizingly sexy mouth. Just
watching her eat was a distraction and would never fail to produce an immense
boner in my slacks at the dinner table! I was lucky my mother and aunt never
noticed. It would have been a very difficult thing to explain! "Is the
spaghetti THAT good, or are you just happy to see us?!?"
Of course, you know where I'm heading with this, right? YES, Sandy smoked!
She did it with the same finesse and feminine sexual qualities as the women
in the TV ads. Almost as if smoking was the next best thing to sex itself! My
aunt didn't know Sandy smoked. It was the height of sexual exuberance for me
when she'd ask me to sneak out with her so she could have a cigarette. She
knew it, too! The bulge in my drawers and the subsequent wet spot at the tip
would give me away every time.
She knew she excited me, but it was never communicated between us through
direct words. Her actions and my reactions spoke volumes! At times during
those trips outside, she would really get off on teasing my sorry young butt
with her adult habit. More frequently, the subject of sex would arise and
she'd begin teasing me by describing sexual activities she enjoyed, all the
while smoking her cigarette, touching herself in various places and
'unintentionally' ( heh ) blowing smoke in my adolescent face! Nothing ever
happened between us, but I think the connection was forever etched in my
boyish fantasies. I thought about it often as I grew older.
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At about the age of 17, I viewed my first pornographic movie with a group of
friends. Vincent's parents had gone away one weekend and in no time a party
was organized. Beer was purchased, a few girls were invited (some of whom
smoked) and a good time was expected by all. Vincent didn't let us down.
Prior to the party, he had located a rather large shoe box in his father's
closet just brimming over with dirty magazines, novels and pictures of women
in various stages of undress. With an evil laugh, he produced the box at the
party and placed it on the floor. All of us boys gathered around knowing that
it contained something remarkable and not intended for our eyes. When the lid
was lifted, the nature of it's contents was revealed to our bulging eyes (and
pants) by the thick magazine on top. From the glossy cover, a sexy young
redhead stared out at us. Part of her face was obscured by the BIGGEST and
STIFFEST PRICK I had ever seen! The titanic cock, jutting obscenely across
her face with it's bloated head extending way passed her lips, belonged to a
man standing next to her while she knelt in submission on the floor. The cock
was obviously in the throes of a massive orgasm because a long rope of cum
(too long for the camera to catch it's end) was shooting from the dripping
head positioned well beyond the other side of her sweet looking face! We
looked at each other in awe with our mouths agape for a moment, and then
simultaneously, we plunged our hands into the box and started sorting through
it's offerings... much to the chagrin of the girls present at the party.
(PART 1... to be continued)
Sorry guys! I ran out of time! I've got to go to work.
I'll finish posting tomorrow.
mjc
Any comments? mjc9554@my-dejanews.com Tell me what you think. Drop me an
e!
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