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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ A Cowboy's Life (MF, sex, smoking-fetish) by Anonymous Author *** Being a cowboy, has taught me a lot to say the least. I learned to set fence, ride a horse, and to be honest, the living is pretty rough. As with any man who is used to life, not as soft as it could be, I have learned to appreciate all the softness and sensuality that is only possessed by a woman. That is why I feel the way I feel about women and smoking. To me to see the soft gray smoke drifting from the cigarette between a beautiful woman's fingers is a sight for sore eyes. I guess that explains why I am more attracted to Stephanie than I have ever been to anyone before. The first time I met her I was 18, working on a large ranch just outside of a town called Kernville. As any cowboy knows there is just something about a rancher's daughter that makes her, well the best thing this side of the perfect girl. She was seventeen. I was coming out of the stable one day and I smelled the aroma of smoke in the air. I knew that I was to be the last one out that day and I was curious as to who was not doing their job. So I decided to go back behind the stable and investigate. To my surprise, what I found was not the rumpled grungy cowboy I expected! The first thing I saw was the firm young behind in a pair of brown jeans. My eyes reluctant to leave, they finally caught the complete picture. The desires this sight provoked deep inside me, well I blush just thinking about them. Here was this beautiful blonde girl sitting atop a beautiful white Tennessee Walker mare. She turned towards me in mid drag. Her mothers long white cigarette between her painted lips had me extremely aroused. She removed the cigarette from her mouth revealing a dense cloud of white smoke, which quickly disappeared down her throat. She closed her eyes and held the smoke in for what seemed an eternity. When she finally exhaled through pursed lips. She opened her eyes and spoke evenly and softly, "Am I caught?" I was beyond words. I dumbly said, "Huh?" She just laughed and took another puff on the cigarette. I knew she was pretty shocked when I walked up, but not near as shocked as when her mother yelled from behind me, "Young lady, you get your ass off that horse and in the house." Stephanie exhaled and began walking her horse back to the stable. There would be no riding that morning. I chuckle when I realized that in her rage her mother had neglected to take the cigarette from her daughter. Her mom told me that she had felt she was smoking too much lately and had begun counting her cigarettes as she smoked them. She was surprised to find that even though she had only smoked 22 cigarettes one day there were her usual 2 and 1/2 packs missing. She explained that she had figured that her husband had begun smoking again, however she had not smelled it on him. So she knew it had to be her daughter. "She loves to watch me smoke," she explained. She then offered me a cigarette. After the display I was tempted to start but I just said," No thank you." That evening I learned that Stephanie's mom had told her, "The only smoker in this house is me. You and your father rode me about this for years and I'll be damned if you will smoke after the hell you put me through." Stephanie's smoking seemed to be curbed. Until one day I saw her in town. I was picking up some groceries for me and the boys one day when I saw a girl out front of the store asking the man in front of me to buy her some Marlboro Menthol Lights 100s. I put my had on her shoulder and said, "So is it safe to say that your mother isn't the only smoker in your house?" Recognizing me she turned white as a sheet. "Don't worry we'll let mama think that I won't tell on you." She smiled. I told her to wait for me to pick up the groceries and I would give her a ride back to the ranch. While I was in the store and was trying to think of something I could do to impress Stephanie. I was walking in the front where I pick up the foreman's snuff and I saw a large glass case that held the cartons of cigarettes. Then I knew. I picked up a carton of Marlboro Menthol Lights 100s. In my truck I said," Stephanie, I was wondering if you would get me a pack of cigarettes out of that carton." She looked surprised and said," I didn't know you smoked." I said, " Yes I do and it has been 3 hours since I have had one. I can't wait." "You should try a week." she replied. That called up the memory of her last cigarette. I was hard again. "How long had you been smoking when you got caught?" "Since I was twelve." "Every day?" "Yup, can I have one of these?" she asked. "Stephanie you know I can't." She just looked out the window. I lit my cigarette. It was cold outside so I rolled up the windows. I turned on the road to go to the ranch, still a good 30 miles away. Just as I thought the road was closed. "Well I guess we'll have to hole up in a line shack tonight." I said, exhaling smoke directly in to her face. She really wanted a cigarette. "I just have to go call your Father and let him know that you are alright." "Don't bother, I told him I was staying at a friends house." I lit another cigarette off my first. The truck was now thick with smoke. Soon enough we reached the one room line shack. I brought in the groceries and set my pack of cigarettes down on the table. "I am going outside to finish this," I said. "You don't have to go outside, I like watching you smoke." I didn't know what to say to this. I was starting to like me smoking too. I sat there for the better part of an hour puffing away. I air was so thick with smoke that with every breath we took you could see the smoke drift with the breath. I looked and saw that Stephanie's nipples were hard. She began to slowly inch her way toward me on the bed. I took a drag and before I could exhale Stephanie's painted lips were on mine she then forcefully sucked the contents of my lungs deep into hers. After a few seconds with a look of pure ecstasy she exhaled point blank into my face. I thought the crotch of my pants would burst. However Stephanie's expert hand relieved the tension by unzipping my jeans and pulling them down around my knees along with my underwear. She took the now spent cigarette from between my fingers and put it out. She grabbed the pack off the table and took out two cigarettes. She put them both in her mouth and lit them. She then inserted one into my mouth and said, "Smoke with me." I puffed as she stroked my penis with her soft hands, cigarette dangling from her lips. She was breathing through it ending her puffs only to inhale and begin another. The smoke poured from her nose in one never-ending stream. This continued until her cigarette was burned down to the filter. Mine was only half finished. She said, "Put your mouth around my nose." So I did. She finished my cigarette by smoking it and exhaling through her nose into my mouth. When it was done she picked up the pack again and took out two cigarettes, once again she put them both into her mouth and lit them. She then set them in the ashtray and took off her clothes. She picked up the cigarettes and put one in each hand and lay down on her back. I needed no prompting. I mounted and began to make love to her. She would with every breath, bring the two cigarettes to her mouth and inhale from both, exhaling directly into my face. She smoked an entire pack and half of another before she began to climax. "I will never quit smoking, I love it," she repeated over and over again. Smoke accenting every word. After that evening I don't think I will either. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. 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