Smoking Fetish Story “My Own Smoking Slut”
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Stephan heard the front door close. His Aunt Rosie was leaving for the day. She wouldn’t be back until five or so. Wearing only loose boxers, he jumped from his bed. Stephan moved quickly down the hallway, his swinging cock growing with each step.Today would be the day.Stephan loved watching women smoke. He’d developed a strong fetish for it. It was so fucking naughty. These women were playing with, and controlling fire and smoke. In his youth, he tried to play but was denied. He thought about the time his mother caught him melting crayons in the basement. She spanked him and made him cry, but that incident only helped to seal the friskiness and sexual playfulness attached to flame and smoke. At an early izmir rus escort bayan age, Stephan came to see; that cigarettes in a woman’s possession was unthinkable power and responsibility. Sexual power in a purse or a cigarette case.How do they not orgasm just from lighting up?His fetish was so strong, that the mere sight of an ashtray full of used corks would evoke an erection. An empty pack of Newports on the shoulder of the road, Stephan’s cock was hard instantly. A Marlboro Light cigarette butt adorned with ruby red lipstick, pushed into sand at the beach, resulted in an immediate throbbing cock. Even at the sight of a book of matches or a cigarette lighter escort izmir otele gelen at the store checkout counter would leave his fuckstick rolling in his jeans and tightening down his thigh. As he experienced each of these sort of things, Stephan would store every smoke-related experience away in his memory, only to recall them later as he stroked his root to a frothy finish.Reaching the end of the hall, his boxers now a tent in front, Stephan opened his aunt’s bedroom door. The smell of smoke from her morning makeup routine was still in the air. A queen-size bed sat in the middle of the room. Off to the right was a closet full of clothes on hangars, buca escort with high-heeled pumps underneath. As luck would have it, at his size, Stephan would fit it all.He opened her dresser drawers and stopped at the second. Inside were panties and bras. He quickly stripped off the boxers. Standing there naked, Stephan grabbed a powder-blue pair of panties and pulled them up and over his giant bulbous knob. As he did so, a bead of precum pushed through the silky material. At the sight of the clear nectar seeping from the crown of his now-sissy cock, Stephan felt a familiar warmth on his neck and shoulders. The wash of orgasm was approaching.It’s too soon.In near panic, Stephan instantly sat on the end of the bed, waiting for the impending orgasm to subside. Once it did, he donned a bra, a yellow day dress, white ankle socks with frills, and matching yellow pumps. He found Rosie’s nail polishes and painted his fingernails pink. As he was doing so, Stephan felt his pisshole pushing out a fresh flow of clear sticky fluid.
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