Smoking Fetish: Experience the Sensual Seduction ♕

An Erotic Journey into a Smoking Fetish Encounter

 

The room is dark, save one small light source of which, for some reason, you can’t quite pinpoint its origin.  Seated in a large, wing-back chair is the figure of a woman – legs crossed seductively, wrists dangling from both armrests.  The one source of light plays on the deep red polish meticulously painted on the long nails. You envision a long cigarette resting between two of those manicured fingers, igniting his smoldering smoking fetish within.

My eyes lay in shadow, and you are forced to bring your attention to my ruby-red lips.  They part and instruct you to strip. One simple word, nothing more, nothing less, but overpowering nonetheless.  It sends an erotic shutter both up your spine and down to your cock.  You feel my eyes fixed on you as you disrobe. My lips curl ever so slightly at your compliance.

Then, just as you lose your last article of clothing, along with any shred of dignity, you see me pull a cigarette out slowly. Your mouth goes suddenly dry as you watch me place it within my waiting lips. The grinding crackle of the flint wheel being forced against its counterpart resonates within the room. As if in slow motion, you watch as a flame is released and tickles the end of the longest cigarette you have ever laid eyes upon.

Your uncontrollable lusts are in overdrive at this point

The tip, now a smoldering ember, burns red as you make out the soft sound of my first inhale from the smoky treat. That simple act flares your smoking fetish into an inferno. You know my lungs are filling with the hot white smoke, forcing them to expand to accommodate the sinful pleasures, reveling in the instant high I am experiencing.  You wait. Holding your breath, you wait for the puff of smoke to be exhaled, allowing the clouds of ecstasy to be seen momentarily. And then it appears.

A shudder of arousal travels through your body as the effects are quite evident on your now throbbing cock, twitching in front of you stiff.  I call for you to come closer with a single “come hither” movement of my finger.  As you stumble closer, you feel the heat of another billowy puff of smoke as it engulfs your pulsating appendage. It’s almost enough to send you over the edge.

You are consumed with the needs that your smoking fetish brings

I take another long drawl off my 120. You wait for the exhale, but instead, I place my hand against your flesh, my lit cigarette still held between my fingers, the smoky tendrils lofting upward. You feel its heat as I wrap my fingers, around the base of the stalk. Transfixed on my ministrations, you watch as I slowly blow smoke rings over your cock, encircling it. consuming it…consuming you…

I lean back and grasp the 120 again between my lips. The red ember glow to life once more as I inhale deeply, pulling the euphoric smoky substance into me once again.  The crackly fills the room, and your cock jumps at the seductive sound, the vision of me sucking deep on the cigarette mesmerizing you.

…and the journey has just begun…

 

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