Xmas Smoking Fetish

I have an Xmas Smoking Fetish…

Every holiday, I sneak away to indulge me Xmas smoking fetish. Of course, I have to escape the stress of putting on a show with my little addiction. We all have ways of letting loose and that delicious inhale is mine. When I get outside in my Seattle required flannel and beanie, I pull out my vape. I take that first puff and feel it hitting in such a sensual way. My lips wrap around it and I know that anyone watching would pay attention.

Then, I exhale and watch the tendrils of smoke that rise up into the dark sky. I feel the cool air hit my face and can smell the rain that is coming. My neighbor spies from his porch and I wink at him. I can see that he is sneaking away for his own breather. So, I flag him over to join me and enjoy our little Xmas smoking fetish together. He kisses me hello on the cheek as he does whenever we see each other.

His Xmas smoking fetish matches mine…

When he asks for a puff, I hand it over and let him enjoy the minty flavor. He looks at me in pleasant surprise and I giggle as I ask for it back. My flannel has opened a bit with the movement and I see him taking a peek. Of course, he would be looking at the sexy body that is mine. I am young and fit with no real need to hide my figure. I take another puff and look around to make sure that no one is looking. He is shocked when I pull him in for a kiss and share the sensual exhale with him. Then he lets out a small groan into my mouth and I know that he has been waiting for this moment.

When his naughty neighbor finally lets him taste her in his Xmas smoking fetish. That is the common thing that we share and I can see that we both want more. I run my hands down his cut chest and I feel him lean into the touch. Furthermore, that is not the only thing that I can feel stiffen under my fingers. He is as excited as I am but we can’t get caught out here. I take his hand and take him to the tiny guesthouse in my backyard. Next, I find the spare key and turn the lock before I pull him inside.

I push him onto the bed…

Our bodies are pressed against each other and I run my hand down to his thick rod. I am the absolute freak he has been craving and I unzip his jeans. Slowly, I strip off my flannel leaving only my bra that hugs my perky breasts. I then, take a slow inhale and blow it around his cock while looking up at him. My mouth is dying for a take of more than just the mint in my Xmas smoking fetish.

I wrap my hand around his bulge and start to move it in slow motion. My naughty coed neighbor tendencies have never left and I love to tease. When I get down to taste him, I hear footsteps start to approach. I press my fingers to my lips to shush him. I don’t want this Xmas smoking fetish to end. Call me to find out what happens next and for some hot fantasy phone sex.