Message-ID: <15292eli$9809140649@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: mjc9554@my-dejanews.com Subject: Hot Smoke and Sassafras (part 1) mf oral, mast., teasing, smoking. Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <6thv6o$ker$1@nnrp1.dejanews.com> Internal joke; You'll notice that the Sassafras tree has absolutely nothing to do with the story content, however, "HOT SMOKE AND SASSAFRAS" was a song by a little known rock group of the 1960's called 'The Bubblepuppy.' The song was a hit when I was dating my wife and still remains as one of my favorite songs by a commercial band. This story is a modified re-post originally submitted at DEJANEWS as a reply to someone with common interests. WARNING: Sex and cigarettes graphically portrayed!! If cigarette smoking offends you...TURN BACK NOW! If sex offends you...WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!? 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 women, while in a teasing way, she nonchelantly smokes a cigarette. I can't tell you exactly what it is about that image I find SO erotic. I've tried to objectively psychoanalyze this kink through the years and got nowhere because just thinking about it would produce a 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 she's being a 'naughty girl.' Yes. The 'naughty girl syndrome.' Smoking in a sensual manner, turning on the animal urge in a man and exciting him to the point of pulling his hard prick out of his trousers and exploding in her face...something like that. At any rate, I thought I was alone in this desire. But, I see now there are others turned on by that image, INCLUDING WOMEN! I've had this dual fetish for as long as I can recall. Long before I met my wife. It's pyschological roots, I believe, are embedded in events surrounding my youth. Cigarette ads were in full swing on television, in newspapers and in 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 the ads looked positively orgasmic over the simple act of smoking a cigarette! It was around that time a friend described the fine art of oral sex to my virgin ears. I was shocked a women would consider putting THAT to her lips. After that, in watching the 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 placed 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 the 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 still exsists. When I was a mere boy of 13 I thought that she was THE sexiest woman on the planet! When I think about it now, she kind of had a Bernadette Peters-ish quality about her facial features. 'Bee-stung' pouty lips, small nose... deep brown bedroom eyes! I'd cream my jeans just at 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 produce an immense boner in my slacks at the dinner table! If my mother and aunt ever noticed, it would've 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 quality the women in the TV ads did. Almost as if smoking was the next best thing to sex itself! My aunt didn't know she 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! 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 in direct words. Her actions and my reactions spoke volumes! At times during those trips outside, she would really get off on teasing me with her adult habit. More frequently, the subject of sex would come up and she'd tease me by describing sexual activities 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. At about the age of 17, I veiwed my first pornographic movie with a group of my friends. Vincent's parents went 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 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 us boys curiously 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 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 all plunged our hands into the box and started sorting through it's offerings, much to the chagrin of the girls present at the party. At the very bottom there was a film canister housing his dad's one and only porno flick. Vincent ran to the family room closet and pulled out a projector and screen. We waited impatiently for a couple of the guys to set everything up. With the exception of the girls, who moved to the other room, the family room was filled with just us horny guys... champing at the bit for christmas to begin! The 8mm film began, already sending my dick skyward, with a sexy 30-ish women standing at a bus stop smoking a cigarette. Before long, a car pulls up and the man inside offers her a ride. She accepts and they end up at his flat where things eventually progress to an intense game of 'hide the salom.' The important point to be made here was the way the film ended... with the man pulling out of her drenched pussy, brazenly jacking off his cock in front of her face and... the obligatory facial cum shot! I honestly did not expect this to happen! It took me completely by surprise! Yet I watched, enthralled with the flickering image of this girl having spurt after ropey spurt of jism splash with pent-up force against her made up face while she moaned with a passion you can't fake! I couldn't believe my eyes! She was letting him do this nasty thing to her, AND SHE LOVED IT!! I wanted to see it again and again. Hence, the start of my second fetish began to take shape. I wanted to do that some day! My cohorts agreed to another showing. For some reason, during the second time, my cousin popped into mind. Sandy was away at college and I hadn't talked to her for awhile. I don't know why she invaded my thoughts at that moment but as the hot wet ending of the movie unfolded before me, my mind began to drift. The sound of the projector became a distant mechanized hum. Thoughts of those sexually electric days with Sandy came flooding back in short snips of imagery. All those teasing smoke-filled moments entered my brain with ever increasing velocity! Until... it was Sandy's face being absolutely deluged in hot sperm as she blew smoke teasingly at MY spurting prick head! Cum dripped from almost every part of her cute face! Her lips, cheeks and nose... even her dangling hoop earrings were blasted with flying jit (a local term we used to describe sperm) as she moaned through her own intense orgasm!.......... The laughter came in chortles at first. Then gaffaws filtered into this scene in my head. It was at this point I'd realized that I had cum in my pants! And a hefty load at that! It was my friends laughter I was hearing and they were laughing at me! I'm telling you, it took me a long time to live that one down! An incident which would almost repeat itself in the years ahead... only I wouldn't mind it at all!! The steamy scene ran like a movie over and over in my teenage thoughts for days. When she returned from college during her break that year, it was hard to look at Sandy without imagining what her pretty face would look like dripping with gooey hot spunk! From that point on, I only dated girls who smoked. I'd go out of my way to be near them whenever they'd light up and I would savor every smokey kiss! As I said before, I've lived with these fetishes for a long time, long before I met my wife. I never told anyone about them. Even my closest girlfriends were completely unaware of my fantasies of seeing their facial features covered in shimmering sperm as they smoked a cigarette. Nor, did I ever give the slightest thought to cornering some unsuspecting soul into indulging me in what I considered to be my dark desires. I kept it to myself. It took my beautiful wife to bring it out. BROTHER, DID SHE BRING IT OUT! When we met, a great many things attracted me to her; Her looks, for one. Her intelligence was above reproach. Her wit, unrestrained. Logic and perceptiveness were at the forefront of her character. She was quite a find! Oh, and did I mention? She was and still is a 'little devil,' too! She liked to tease!! There was just no way of getting away from these women! It didn't take long to fall head over heels in love with her! I didn't know she smoked until our third date. I treated her to the best restaurant in town. We had just ordered our dinner and struck up a discussion about her schooling when, in the middle of the conversation, she asked if I minded if she smoked. My response was choked with sexual tension as I said, "NO ...PLEASE! ...go right ahead!" at which point, she pulled a cigarette from her purse and asked for a light. I fumbled through my shirt pocket, produced a lighter and with a quivering hand, I held the flame out to touch the end of her cigarette. She gently steadied my hand with her own and looked straight into my eyes. I nearly lost it right there. My pants were immediately tented when she had asked me for a light! But when she took a long drag with those lush red lips and blew the smoke directly in my face during her exhale, WELL... I almost set me slacks afloat (read the last line in 'pirate' voice)! She didn't seem to notice my reaction to this and she continued to smoke in a sexy way as our conversation progressed. I tried to keep my composure and stifle a groan while my stiff member attempted to betray me by saturating my fruit-of-the-looms! I KID YOU NOT! By the time she'd finished her cigarette, I had already shot off in my pre-cum soaked trousers once and was well on my way to another when the waiter brought our food! I had to put my overcoat on, while in a sitting position, before we got up to leave the restaurant. Thank goodness it was the middle of winter or the truth would have been quite evident to everyone there, including my future wife! As I found out later, the sight of my cum stained pants would have been a turn-on for her, also! Over the years of marriage she began to take notice of how attentive I was whenever she'd light a cigarette. Especially when she was in full make-up and wearing earrings. Her ovaled lips shimmered wetly as she blew the smoke passed them. I started to envision my stiff sputtering cock in front of them when she did that! All this did not escape her attention although we never spoke a word concerning my obvious excitement................................................ (to be continued) Look for part 2 coming soon to a monitor near you! 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