Re: Ultimate Smoker pt 2 (Dark Side Forum)

Re: Ultimate Smoker pt 2
Author: C	September 15, 2009 at 12:47:01
in reply to: Ultimate Smoker pt 2* posted by P on September 15, 2009 at 07:57:17*

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	Good job great to see a new story keep it up > Thanks for the comments as ever, and as was many years ago now still the same, apologies for any formatting errors/grammer/spelling :) > > Penny loved mornings, although she didn’t have to get up for any particular reason normally other than to meet her girlfriends later in the afternoon she would normally be up around 8am. > For the last few years it had been the same gentle nagging for a cigarette that awoke her each morning, she actually liked the gentle yet insistent tug of her nicotine addiction each morning and rather than desperately rush for a cigarette she would savour the desire while she dressed in her favourite lounging clothes, made coffee and sat down to watch morning TV. It was much better now in her own place though she thought to herself as she sat down with her coffee on her sofa with her legs crossed underneath her. Then with quick almost ceremonious sip of her coffee she sat back into the sofa and opened her first pack of the day. She always loved opening a new pack and carefully removed the cellophane then opening the pack expertly removed the foil covering and brought the back to her nose taking a deep inhale of the fresh tobacco aroma within. > “Mmmmm, delicious” she murmured almost sexily as she finished her inhale and then extracted her first cigarette of the day, the time for savouring her bodies need for nicotine was over now and she quickly light the Marlboro dangling from her waiting lips and hungrily inhaled deeply three times. On the second and third inhale thick smoke poured from her nostrils and temporarily obscured her face from the TV, not that she noticed though as her dark brown eyes in her almost doll like porcelain face were closed as she savoured the nicotine being released from the thick smoke into her lungs and blood stream. That first cigarette of the day as they had been for quite some time now was quickly smoked down to the butt with not a moment that Penny’s lungs would have been free from the cancerous tar filled smoke she willingly inhaled so many times throughout the day. In fact although she was generally alone most mornings during that first cigarette of the day Penny was lost to the world as she replenished the nicotine in her lungs she need so much. > Again as normal a second and third cigarette would follow in quick succession, the second coming after only a pause to take a mouthful of her still steaming hot coffee, the third though would in general be lit after her lungs had maybe a minute or two to recover from the onslaught of Marlboro smoke. > Penny knew she was a heavy smoker, well she did smoke more than her friends but truth be told she always thought they were in denial, during nights around each other’s apartments or sitting outside the cafe’s of Soho they all generally smoked up a storm, and although she smoked 60 cigarettes a day Penny certainly didn’t class herself as a chain smoker, well apart from those first 3 cigarettes of the day she often would go 15 minutes without lighting up a Marlboro. And for those long arduous times she was unable to smoke such as plane flights and movie trips she always had some nicotine gum handy, of course it wasn’t because she couldn’t control her addiction it was just to take the edge off! > Recently though her morning routine had been getting a little disrupted, for the last few months she’d spent longer than normal in the bathroom. For some years now Penny had struggled with a nagging chesty cough on and off, she just never seemed to shake it. Recently though most mornings had involved an extended period in her bathroom as she cleared her lungs, the chesty cough she had surmised must be aggravated by her smoking, but as she finally coughed the last yellowy dark brown goo from her lungs every morning she would think to herself well at least my body is clearing itself out each day. Then with a brief thought of cutting down her smoking she would be back into her daily routine of smoking. She’d been hitting 3 packs a day for some time now, and although she knew exactly what smoking would do to her she paid it very little attention, from time to time she would glance at the graphic warnings on her cigarettes depicting blackened smokers lungs and rather than being repulsed into quitting she would find herself day dreaming about what condition her lungs were in and if they were black and full of tar, no fear only curiosity. > By 2pm she would be ready to go out and meet her girlfriends, her first pack of the day of late generally finished and a new pack opened. TV and cigarettes weren’t the only part of her morning ritual though, by mid morning it was as she joked with her friends “bunny time”. > In her new place “bunny time” was a lot more relaxed with no risk of her parent’s cleaner coming into the room, safe in the knowledge she would not be discovered Penny had taken to stripping completely naked in her room and then returning to her couch. This particular morning she noted her reflection in her bedroom mirror with some satisfaction as she bent over to get her rabbit vibrator from her bottom bedside draw. She knew she looked good as she grinned back at herself, 17; long dark hair and an ass to die for with the best tits daddy’s money could buy. Her skin though was very pale, she didn’t like to tan much and with hardly the best diet in the world that mostly appeared to consist of coffee and nicotine she was slightly on the anaemic side. Outside of her apartment makeup would mask much of this as it would mask the yellow stains that were clearly visible on her fingers as she rubbed them feeling her perfect ass. > Unbeknownst to Penny though today would be a first, as she sat on the couch leaning back muttering “come on little bunny come to mummy” she inserted the rabbit deep into her cunt allowing just the briefest of touches from the rapidly vibrating rabbit ears on her clit. Gradually the bunny worked his usual magic and she began to ooze juices around the vibrator and moan in pleasure, she took her time though and pulled bunny away at times to prevent an early climax and also to make that eventual climax ever so much more rewarding. She must have been taking longer than normal though this morning as she started to feel her addiction welling up inside her demanding that she feed it the nicotine she needed so badly. Not wanting to waste the climax she had been building for twenty minutes she slowed her rabbit and reached for her Marlboro’s, still panting and moaning slightly she deftly had a cigarette in her lips quickly and was soon triple pumping thick tar filled Marlboro smoke into her waiting lungs. Looking briefly to see what she was doing she reached back to return her lighter next to the pack of Marlboro’s and again noticed the graphic image of blackened smokers lungs on the pack, again her thoughts turned to her lungs as she inhaled in the Marlboro still dangling from her lips and instead of using a free hand to remove the cigarette she took hold of her vibrator with both and thrust it hard into her cunt bringing more moans from her lips, only stifled now as they clasped on to the cigarette. Confused slightly but feeling strangely frantic she couldn’t get the thought of her lungs filling with tar and being rotten and black like those on the back of her Marlboro pack. Over and over she kept inhaling on the cigarette concerns for the falling ash barely a thought as she manoeuvred bunny’s ears into a really sweet spot on clit, her climax was growing now and there was no going back as she felt almost electrical impulses shooting up her spine. Still though her mind was focused on her probably already ruined lungs, her lungs must be full of black tar she thought, they must be in really bad shape, I’m probably going to get cancer and die from all the shit I inhale into my lungs. And that was her last cognisant thought as she erupted into the best orgasm of her young life, maybe it was because she was so young and still impressionable, maybe somewhere deep inside her mind there was something not as normal people but that was the last time Penny would ever come without thinking of what she had and was doing to her body with smoking. > Wheezing slightly and with a few cough’s to clear her lungs Penny swept back her dark hair now straggled with sweat, as she thought about what she had just done and how she had felt she begin to cry softly as she reached for her Marlboro’s to feed her need for cigarette smoke in her lungs.

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