Smoking Fetish Blog

Knowing that my innate shyness prevented our relationship from growing, sweet Annie had invited me to her condo in order to force the issue. Arriving, I couldn’t help but notice that she held a pack of Parliament 100s and lighter in one hand, and an unlit cigarette in the other. I knew that the very act of watching her smoke would arouse me to no end. Again, I fell even deeper in love with her as I watched her light her long white cigarette. What I didn’t realize was that she was carefully watching me. Shyly, I leaned over and lightly kissed her cheek.

“John, If you think I’m going to settle for a kiss on the cheek, you’re mistaken, ” she said. She had never talked to me like that before!

She took a long pull on her cigarette, held in her smoke, and grabbed the back of my head. Then, as she slowly pulled me towards her lips, she gently blew her creamy smoke into my now open, shocked mouth, giving me a long , smoky kiss. It ended with her tongue licking and exploring my mouth! In shock I quickly realized that my penis was growing! Embarrassed, I started to move back. But instead of letting me get away, she put both her hands around me, and smiling, said,

“Come to Momma!” Then she pulled me towards her!

“Mmmm…Tell the truth, John, isn’t this sooooo much better,?” she said, as she began to rub her body against mine. I was too shocked to even move!

But before I could say or do anything, she took my hand and led me into the condo.

Once in the living room she placed her cigarettes and lighter on a table next to the couch and put out her cigarette. She told me to sit down on the couch next to them. Then, facing me, she swung her leg over mine and mounted me like I was a horse. Shocked, I looked at her and all I could say was, “Annie, what are you doing? What’s going on?”

“Oh, I just don’t want you to get away from me again, John,” she said with a smile and a wink.

Seeing she had my attention, she said, ” I think it’s time I asked you a few questions.”

“John, I’ve noticed that every time I smoke you stare at me in the oddest way. Well, today I noticed you got excited as soon as I lit my cigarette. I’m not going to let you go until you tell me exactly what I did to get you so hot.”

As she began to squeeze my legs harder I knew that this would be my only chance to tell her.

“Well, every time I watched you smoke, it kind of got me aroused,” I nervously said. She watched with fascination as she saw my shyness show in my face as it turned to a deep red.

She smiled and said, “I knew it ! And did I “kind of” get you aroused today when I put my cigarette to my lips and smoked it ?”

“Yes, Annie!” That was about all I could say.

With a look of great tenderness she said, ” John, tell me the truth, are you in love with me?”

I looked down and stammered, “Yes…very much so.” Finally, I had no more secrets.

With a gentle smile, she said, “Get me my Parliaments and lighter, will you, hon,? they’re on the table,” I now couldn’t move!

With an understanding look on her face and naughty smile, Annie said, “What are you going to do when we’re married, and I ask you to get me one of my cigarettes?”

Without waiting she leaned over and grabbed her pack of Parliament 100’s and lighter on the table. She shook out a fresh cigarette and placed it between her lips. Now, knowing exactly how I felt about her smoking, she teased me by not lighting it!

“John, I promised myself that if you ever got up your courage to tell me how you really felt about me, I would give you a special treat!” And thanks to me she knew exactly what she had to do in order to seduce me! While I stared at the unlit cigarette hanging between her lips, she pulled open my belt, unzipped my fly and pulled out my penis.

Looking at my swollen penis, Annie said, “It’s going to be soooo easy seducing you!”

Then she unzipped her jeans and undies and let them slide down her legs until they gently rested on top of my crotch. She took my penis and guided it into her wet, warm body! Sitting on my lap she rhythmically began to rock her body up and down, I was in heaven. When I was on the verge of exploding, when I thought that it could not get any better; it did! With the gentlest of squeezes she stroked her lighter to life and moved its flame up to the end of her cigarette, almost, but not quite touching it. As she sucked gently, the flame jumped onto the end of the cigarette and it began to glow. It glowed even brighter as she continued to draw the smoke deeply into her lungs. Next, she gradually moved her mouth closer and closer to mine, all the while slowly blowing her smoke in my face until she opened my mouth and planted a deep, smoky kiss on me while exhaling the remainder of her smoke into my mouth and lungs. She smiled as she watched me and, just as I was about to explode in her, she got off me and said, “I think we better take our clothes off, ”

I was shaking all over as she led me by the hand into her bedroom. She put her cigarettes and lighter on the nightstand and ordered me to get into her bed and lie on my back. After mounting me, she propped herself up on her knees and slid me inside her warm, loving wetness. She slowly rocked up and down, towards me and then away from me…again and again until, finally, she took a long and sexy drag from her cigarette, paused, and then exhaled the thick creamy smoke into my face. As I exploded in her, she showered me with her own climax. Only then did she got off me. It was over and all of my dreams had been answered. She had even talked about marriage ! I closed my eyes.

“John?” I heard her say.

“Yes, Annie, ” I answered.

“I’m not quite finished with you yet, !” she said, as she put her hand around my penis.

She gently began to rock it up and down and, as she pumped it, her other hand brought her cigarette to her mouth where she gave it the deepest draw I ever saw. Without exhaling, she put her mouth up to mine and, while she kissed me, she slowly breathed out her smoke into my mouth. Caught between the taste of her smoky kiss and her hand still pumping my penis, I felt the beginnings of an orgasm. Watching me, she sensed that I needed a little “help.” With an understanding smile she quickly drew on her Parliament, opened my mouth and gave me a smoky kiss as she continued to gently rock my penis up and down. Within seconds I ejaculated again, but she kept pumping me until I stopped shuddering. I watched her as she got off me and put out her cigarette in the glass ashtray that was next to her cigarettes and lighter. For the second time I closed my eyes. However, a now familiar snapping sound made me open my eyes again. It was her lighter! What was she doing, now?

Reaching for her cigarettes and ashtray Annie said, “John, If you think I’m finished with you, you’re mistaken, she said with amusement. “I’m gonna get you hard again!” She climbed on top of me and placed the cold glass ashtray on my chest. Now she smiled as she placed the fresh long white Parliament 100 between her lips and lit it. As I smelled the fresh smoke from her cigarette I felt her hand gently scratching the now sore head of my penis just as she thrust it deep inside her. She began to rock up and down and I felt the familiar tightening as I approached the onset of yet another climax. Her cigarette glowed red as she took a long, sexy draw on it. Once again she held the smoke in her mouth and leaned over me. Once again she pushed my mouth open with her tongue and, once again, she blew her dreamy smoke into it. And just when I thought I had no more to give, once again I exploded deep inside her…

My wife of ten years has been a non-smoker up until the last six months, but being an open-minded person, is always doing things to keep our marriage and sex life interesting…

Although a non-smoker, I’ve always had a little bit of a smoking fetish (I love to watch a good looking woman smoking and I’ve especially always wanted to see my wife smoking in a sexual situation) but have never told her about it. I had seen her smoking when we were dating, but she was just clowning around. Jennifer didn’t inhale or anything like that and she never smoked but one cigarette when she was doing this.

About a year ago we were having pillow talk and she wanted to know what would really turn me on, and I told her I’d like to see her dressed in sexy clothes, looking innocent yet naughty, and smoking a long all white cigarette.

She said she’d have to see about that. Many times since then, while we are having sex, she has brought up the subject of smoking for me. She would tell me how she is going to pull out a cigarette and have me light it for her and seductively smoke it,

You can imagine what that does to me and she knows it. The whole problem was that it looked as if it would never happen and I was getting real frustrated. I decided that she really wanted to keep it just a fantasy and not do it for real.

Now, for one thing, my wife is a really good-looking woman. In addition to just being pretty, she has nice long blonde hair, a nice set of breasts (36C) and really good legs. She is 28 years old, we married when she was 18 and I was 24.

And she loves it when we make love.

I thought about how I could help the situation along. The first thing I did was buy some cigarettes. I thought about what kind. I had told her that I wanted her to smoke a long white cigarette, so I knew what I bought would have to be long and white.

I didn’t know if I wanted her to get hooked, but I knew I wanted her to smoke a lot for me to spice up our sex life. I had read on one of the message boards about Newport 120s, as well as VS 120 menthols, VS 120 regulars and More white 120s, so I went out and bought a pack of each. I didn’t know at the time that Newports has more nicotine than any of the others.

We usually make love about three times a week, at least twice at night during the week and on Saturday morning after we wake up.

I had bought the cigarettes along with two lighters on friday before I came home from work. I brought them into the house in the briefcase and carried them to the bedroom and put them in my bedside drawer. I decided I would wake up first and put the open packs on top of the bedside tables on each side of the bed. I also got a couple of ashtrays from the den where we had some for
other people.

We had a nice night on Friday night and went to bed pretty mellow.

Saturday morning I woke up to go to the bathroom and very quietly took out the cigarettes, opened them and placed two on the bedside table on her side and two on the bedside table on my side of the bed, and a lighter and ashtray on each.

I went back to sleep for a while and woke up with my wife cuddling me and nuzzling my tummy. She was ready for our usual saturday morning fuck session. She apparently hadn’t even noticed the cigarettes and we began kissing and feeling each other up. I played with her breasts for a long while before she asked me to suck on them. After a minute of two of sucking, her head began to go back and forth and I knew she was ready for anything.

She kept trying to pull my hand down to her pussy, but I was holding back.

I whispered baby, you said you were going to smoke for me. I know, she answered, but I don’t have any cigarettes… Yes you do, look on both bedside tables. She looked on her side of the bed and saw the two packs lying there and the lighter. She reached out and picked up the pack of Newport 120s and looked at them.

Well, she said, I’ve been telling you that I’d do it, so I guess now is as good a time as any. She took one of the long white Newports out of the pack and put it in her mouth, and lit it with the lighter. She had smoked enough at parties and other functions just clowning around to know how the light a cigarette.

After lightly drawing on the Newport to get it going, she blew out a small wad of smoke She then put it back in her mouth and drew a little harder, keeping the smoke in her mouth for a few seconds before blowing it out.

How’s that, she said. I told her it was fine, that she looked very sexy smoking a cigarette and that it was turning me on. I was getting as hard as I ever had been. With that, she continued to smoke the cigarette, looking sexier and sexier as she would take a drag, hold the cigarette up near her face, and blow out the inhaled smoke…

All during that time I was giving her pleasure by licking on her nipples. After a few minutes she began to moan from my playing with her breasts. She finished the cigarette and snuffed it out in the ashtray.

She gasped. Did you like that? I told her I did more than anything we had done lately, and started moving my tongue slowly toward her thighs. Now, she loves it when I lick her pussy, so she urged my head downward…

I said Baby, I’m going to lick and eat you good. Why not smoke a cigarette for me as I do it. She laughed and reached over for another of the Newports and lit it up.

I began licking and her body began moving around and she began to smoke the cigarette. After only a minute of so, I grabbed her clit with my lips and sucked hard, just as she was taking a drag off the cigarette. My sucking made her cum all of a sudden and she gasped and inhaled a large amount of smoke into her lungs. She was so surprised that she held it a few seconds and then, without coughing or gagging, she blew a long stream of smoke out of her mouth.

I didn’t know at the time, but it was the first time she ever inhaled. She told me later she felt her lungs get full of smoke and just did the only thing she knew to do and that was exhale it.

Oh, God, she said. Keep licking me. That was so good. I kept licking and for the first time, she inhaled deliberately. She had no trouble at all and exhaled the smoke in a long steam.

Oh, I like sucking and smoking, she said. It gives me the most delicious cums. I think I’m going to love this. I wonder how fucking and smoking is?

Well, we found out a little while later.

After I licked her to three more cums (she inhaled on every cum), she snuffed out her second cigarette of the morning. Then we started kissing again. She loves the taste of her own cum, especially on my lips…After a couple of minutes, she said, please fuck me. I want to be on top where I can smoke for you.

I lay down on my back and she crawled up on top of me and lowered her pussy over my cock and sank to the bottom…

Thinking of the previous experience, Jennifer reached for her cigarettes, lighting one with a deft flick of her lighter and inhaling fully, imagining that the smoke would somehow go deep enough into her that it would meet the end of his cock. She held the smoke just a moment longer, and let it slowly pour over his head and upper body.

Spurred on by this display, he responded by rocking his body in perfect synchronization to her rhythm. She took another drag on the cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke… Meanwhile the whole time I’m pumping, she’s beginning to feel an uncontrollable urge to let loose with another orgasm. Finally, she came hard and it triggered my own orgasm. My hot cum filling her up inside, and the throbbing restoring the strength of her own orgasm…

Dropping beside me, she took a final pull on her cigarette. After crushing it out in the ashtray on her side of the bed, she looked coyly at me and said, “I could really get into this smoking thing.”

She rolled over on her back and announced she was going to smoke an after sex cigarette, something she had seen in the movies and on television and read about in books.

She reached over getting the pack of Newports, lit it and sexily smoked the cigarette. We lay there, side by side, each enjoying her indulgence, while the smoke from the burning end of her cigarette drifted slowly towards the ceiling in a sexual way of its own.

I think I only want to smoke during sex, Jennifer said after a few minutes. It’s fun and it really gets you excited. We have plenty of cigarettes now, so it won’t be a problem for a while.

We went on like this for two months, I thought, with her smoking only during sex. But, God, did she smoke before, during and after sex. She kept me hard every second she was doing it.

She also fulfilled my original fantasy of seeing her dressed in sexy clothes with that look on her, and smoking a long all white cigarette several times during that period. It only took two weeks before our original stash of cigarettes were gone. I asked her what kind she wanted me to buy and she replied she liked the Newports better. So, I replenished our supply.

But without my knowledge, after the first month of smoking, she began to smoke outside our bedroom.

After admitting it to me a month later, she explained.

I mean, I don’t know really why, but a few weeks ago, I was having lunch with my girlfriend Patsy. I was under a lot of stress at work and just wanted to get out for a while. She pulled out a pack of Virginia Slims and lit one up. Watching her enjoy that cigarette just reminded me of the times I would smoke with you, so I just asked her for one. That one cigarette brought me so much pleasure and so much relief from the stress I had been under, that I guess I just wondered if I would feel that way the next time I smoked. So on the drive back to work, I stopped off and bought a pack of Newports for myself. I used the lighter in my car, and just rolled down the window and lit up. And although I have no explanation for it, I experienced that same sense of pleasure and relief…

I didn’t know what to think, so I started back on the road and about 15 minutes later, after I started to contemplate all the work I had to do and the work I had in store for me at home and I felt the stress creeping back. So I purposely lit up another cigarette and truly enjoyed it while I was driving down the highway. And with each puff that I took, I actually could feel the stress come out of me as I inhaled the smoke.

Even though I’ve only been smoking at home during sex, I want to be able to smoke all the time. I can’t stand not having a cigarette when I want one…

Would that brother you? I told her no, it would be ok with me if she smoked.

As I listened to her story, I noticed that Jennifer’s newly developed urge to smoke had finally taken root, her smoking style emerging well beyond those smaller inhales and thin exhales during our sex sessions.

She now inhaled fully on her cigarette, which looked so delicious between her delicate fingers, clashing agreeably with her long, flowing blonde hair. Her inhales showed signs of experience as she, upon removing the cigarette from her lips, opened her mouth to expose a large, thick, blue-white ball of smoke… Holding the smoke in for a few seconds, she would then turn her head to the side and slightly upward, pucker her lips and release a thick stream of smoke for a second or two…

One breath, however, was not enough to expel all of Jennifer’s smoke. In one of the most erotic displays of smoking I have ever seen, thick sensuous cloudy wisps from the remainder of this inhale literally flowed out of her mouth and nostrils for what appeared to be the next five or six breaths.

She’s now up to a pack of Newports per day. But she still smokes at work. With her smoking, I’m a perpetually horny lover and we have increased the number of times we make love each week…

A young man returns to his hometown for his friend’s wedding and runs into a sexy mature next-door neighbor now divorced who has a thing for smoking fetish …

I hadn’t been back to my hometown for almost ten years, not since high school graduation. A close friend was getting married and so I made the trip back for the big celebration. I was looking forward to seeing old friends and visiting some of the local haunts.

On the flight back I remembered my next-door neighbor, Mrs. Allen. She was a beautiful woman in her early thirties, a brunette with a small, slim body, and of course, she smoked.

Mrs. Allen spent a lot of time sunning herself in the backyard and I spent a lot of time watching Mrs. Allen. I was hoping to see her at the wedding.

Sure enough, she was at the church, sitting two rows in front of me. My eyes kept returning to her, her hair was cut short and revealed her lovely neck. Best of all, she was sitting alone.

As soon as the ceremony was over, she dashed outside for a cigarette, a VS120. I rushed over to say hi, thank god she remembered me and did most of the talking. Watching her smoke, just as tan as ever, in that small black dress, I was rapidly getting hard. I put my hands in my pants to hide the bulge.

I casually asked about her husband and she said they had divorced about a year ago and I had to fight the urge to yell, yes! I followed her to the reception and we sat together at the same table. Soon we were chatting over a glass of wine, and I couldn’t keep my eyes off this beauty.

After dinner, she excused herself to the restroom. After a few minutes I watched her slip out the front door. I gathered all my boldness and followed her out. There she was, a freshly lit cigarette between her pink frosted lips. She asked me if I would like one and I told her I didn’t smoke. She apologized and said she hoped it didn’t bother me.

I assured her it didn’t and then managed to blurt out that I thought she looked very sexy when she smoked. Carol gave me a kind of embarrassed smile and continued smoking. After a few awkward moments she put out her cigarette and asked if I was ready to go back in.

As she entered, she reached to hold my hand and led me to the dance floor. I held her close as we danced, smelling the combination of perfume and smoke. I’m sure she knew she was in full control now; the bulge in my pants was unmistakable.

The next hour was the longest in my life as we danced every slow dance, hardly speaking, but we both grew bolder with our hands and bodies. Finally, Carol pulled my head down to hers and kissed me with those lovely pink lips. I think we had better go some place private before we go to far she said, and I didn’t need to be told twice. We said our hurried good-byes and rushed in our cars to her house.

As soon as the front door shut, our lips came together again. She had smoked a cigarette in the car and my tongue ravaged her mouth, enjoying every taste. She unzipped me and reached in my pants, freeing my cock and leading me into the living room. She undressed me right there and without a word knelt before me and began to blow me.

I had fantasized about this hundreds of times and now it was coming true! After a few minutes of pure heaven, she stood and commented that I was much bigger than her husband.

She picked up her purse began to walk to the bedroom, beckoning me to follow. With Carol standing at the edge of the bed I knelt and kissed her nylon-covered legs, removing her shoes and hose. Her panties were very wet, and once off, I licked and kissed her pussy. Her hands held my head tight to her and she sighed, I’ve dreamed about this many times.

I stood and removed her dress and bra, seeing the beautiful tan lines around her breasts. We lay on the bed and slowly I entered her, filling her and then pulling out to the tip. After only a few minutes, she stiffened and groaned, Oh god, I’m coming! I pumped hard through her orgasm and within seconds she came again.

As she recovered, I looked over to the nightstand and saw an ashtray there. Her eyes followed mine and then she smiled. Would you like me to smoke? She asked as she reached for her purse. Calmly, she first applied a new coat of lipstick, then she pulled out a cigarette and handed me the lighter.

With trembling hands I lit the cigarette. She inhaled deeply and exhaled the smoke toward her breasts. I could feel my orgasm building. She took a second drag and then pulled my face toward her, blowing smoke in my face. Seconds away from coming, I began pumping hard, Carol held the cigarette clenched in her teeth, smoke billowing from her mouth.

Suddenly I exploded inside her, and just like in a hundred dreams before, I cried out, Oh, Mrs. Allen, I
love you. Carol took the cigarette from her mouth and I collapsed beside her, kissing and watching her smoke the last of the cigarette. As soon as she had finished one cigarette, she lit another and moved between my legs, determined to bring my cock back to life with smoke and her mouth.

In no time at all I was hard again and enjoying my first smoky blowjob. Carol smoked the whole cigarette while blowing me; it was the most erotic experience of my life. Then she lowered herself on my cock, slowly impaling herself. Once filled, she again applied another coat of lipstick and lit her third straight cigarette. She began fiddling with her clit as she smoked, building to her orgasm.

With each exhale she breathed the word Fuck from her smoke-filled mouth until finally she came with a low groan. Carol locked the cigarette between her lips and began fucking me, her hands on my chest and sliding my cock in and out of her pussy. She came several times before I blew my load into her. I was exhausted, but Carol was on fire! Between my legs, she began sucking my balls and licking my asshole.

At this point, I was so turned on that cleaned out her pussy and then returned to her ass. Carol begged me to fuck her again; she was on all fours with her ass sticking up. I mounted her from behind and we fucked like two dogs in heat.

Carol was totally out of control, babbling obscenities as her body flooded with orgasms. Finally, I came, and we slept for the remainder of the night.

The next morning, Carol woke me to a glass of champagne and a smoky kiss. She fondled my cock and then told me to masturbate while she smoked, totally naked. I had done this a thousand times I my mind, but now here I was, pumping my dick while this lovely woman smoked for me.

Before I went too far, she took a drag, inhaled, then kissed me, letting the smoke fill my mouth. Then she whispered in my ear, Come in my mouth, darling. Not one to argue, I watched as she took another drag and then with her eyes never leaving mine, engulfed my hard cock. In no time she drained me dry.

We spent the rest of the morning in bed, and then it was time to leave. I could barely walk through the airport because I was so sore, and I didn’t want to get hard again for a week!

When I got home there was a message from Carol saying she was looking for a cigarette holder for our next rendez-vous. My hand moved to my hardening cock as I called the airline to make a reservation…