Smoking Submissive: Smoking in the Boys Room

When you’re a smoking submissive, being bad feels so good.

 

Everybody knows that smoking wasn’t allowed at school, but I didn’t care. I was initially just a smoking student before becoming a smoking submissive. At first, all the fun was hiding where we would all smoke. But we had found the perfect place, the boy’s locker room! It was perfect because we smoked when the practice was in session, and when it was over, we would leave, and no one would be the wiser. There was the smell of smoke, but no one knew it was us.

Molly Sue was dating one of the boys on the team, so we knew if the practice schedule changed. We all thought Molly Sue was a lucky lady. She was dating the hottest guy on the baseball team. Little did we know how lucky she was! We found out that she was his smoking submissive. We had just begun our usual smoking session in the boys’ room when the entire baseball team came in. “Molly, baby,” Robbie cooed,  “No girlfriend of mine will be smoking.”

“I can’t just stop,” Molly pouted, “I need to put something in my mouth when I get stressed.”

“You need something else in your mouth,” he replied, smirking. Without missing a beat, Molly Sue got down on her knees and unzipped Robbie’s pants right in front of us.

“You’re my little smoking submissive,” Robbie told Molly Sue.

“Yes, daddy,” Molly said as she looked up at Robbie. We were all stunned. Molly had no problem taking cock in front of an audience. Robbie looked at us as Molly continued to obediently slobber on his cock.

“Keep watching, ladies. My team is concerned about the rest of you smoking.”  One of the other boys, tanned no doubt from playing shirtless outside, walked forward.

“You’re next, sweetie. Get over here!” He pointed to Jessica. She quickly skipped over to him and then immediately got on her knees. It looked like she was the newest smoking submissive. As the tan boy took out his cock, Jessica said shyly, “Hi, I’m Jessie.”

“Hello Jessie, you should suck on something else from now on.”

Jessica obeyed like the smoking submissive she was all along. The tan boy grabbed her head and thrust hurriedly. His cock kept hitting the back of Jessie’s throat over and over again. Her moans were muffled by that big cock. My panties got so wet from watching two of my friends taking cock in front of me. I kept puffing on my cigarette more and more as I watched my friends get their mouths fucked right in front of me. I must’ve gone through half a pack as Jessie and Molly deep-throated those cocks.

Then it looked like it was my turn to be the next smoking submissive.

A tall baseball player stepped forward. He was definitely not from around my little town. He was a delicious chocolate man with dark eyes and skin, contrasting with my light features. But he had different orders for me to obey. “Before you get on your knees, take your panties off,” he ordered. Eager to obey, I slipped off my panties from under my skirt and threw them at him. He sniffed my panties before giving me his next order. ‘It looks like you’re more than a smoking submissive; you’re a brat too.”

Then, he commanded me to lay on my back on one of the benches in the locker room. I obliged, but I still began to touch my pussy as I lay on my back. He stood over my head, and I saw him upside down as I played with my wet pussy. He shoved his huge cock into my mouth and lifted me from the bench. My skirt had flipped upside down, and he began eating my wet pussy.

His team cheered as we did a standing 69 for everyone to see. I came quickly all over his face as he squirted his hot cum into my mouth.  I immediately lit up another cigarette as I cleaned myself up. He was not happy, “I thought you learned your lesson.”

“I guess you’ll have to fuck the addiction out of this smoking submissive. See you next practice.”

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