Lesbian Cigarette Stories

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Two Girls and A Cigarette

by ABSTRUSE on Sep 12, 2017
Lesbian Sex

The door opened to the smoker's room, my head immediately went up to see who walked in and much to my delight it was her. She walked over to her group and sat down. Pulling a cigarette from her pocket she placed it between her lips, with her other hand she deftly flicked her Zippo, lit her cigarette and inhaled deeply. Sliding down in her chair stretching he...

Whisky and Cigarettes Pt. 01

by RedKirsten on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

The first time I met her she wasn't even trying. Jeans, old trainers and a black vest top. Her messed-up pink hair almost made her glow. She was by far the most beautiful woman in the room. I stood across the room from her, leaning against a wall with my beer in hand. Losing the thread of the conversation I was having as I watched her. She finished her drink...

Training A Slut Ch. 1

by wantonwoman on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Sally lit another cigarette as she waited impatiently for Marie to finish work. They had been friends forever and often went out together at the weekend, but Sally hoped that tonight was going to be slightly different. Sally had always been the wilder one of the two. When they were teenagers Sally had experimented with drink, drugs and sex while Marie had...

Casino

by carieta on Sep 12, 2017
Lesbian Sex

The air had become thick with cigarette smoke and I struggled not to cough. I wore my blonde hair in a chignon and a sleek, red dress clung to every curve of my figure. I avoided wearing too much make-up, preferring to accentuate my best features: my eyes and my lips. I’ve always looked forward to a round in the casino. It brings me closer to my father, wh...

Drunkotica

by LesbianMuses on Sep 13, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Ellie woke in the mucky aroma of last night's cigarettes and hard, oh so hard cider. Her musty hair clung to... "whose pillow is this?" she thought. She shot upright, constrained and trapped in sheets she did not recognize. "Whose room is this?" She gazed at the dark blue room with Aztec frosting-white crown molding. "Is this a man's bedroom? How drunk was I...

First Time Again

by arzauk on Sep 13, 2017
Lesbian Sex

A long, slow drag at a cigarette right after that first taste of freshly brewed coffee and eyes lost on the black lines of ink of a book is not what most people would define as Saturday Night Fun, and yet I felt in paradise. I guess it was mostly about being able to enjoy again those small pleasures without thinking, without that dreaded heavy emptiness I ha...

Getting Lucky

by KayPS on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Bethany leaned against the granite facade of the bank, sucking furiously on a cigarette, while Jennie queued impatiently at the ATM. Bethany's left leg was crooked and raised up so the sole of her foot was pressed against the wall next to her right thigh and her knee stuck out straight into the street. Her raised bare left thigh lifted her extremely short...

A Picture Paints a Thousand Words

by SaintsandSinners on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Reuben rifled her fingers through her brown hair which had naturally occurring ginger tints and exhaled cigarette smoke into the summer night air. Her head was pounding from the heavy bass from inside the gay club in Soho. It had been a crazy evening so far and she needed some space away from the writhing bodies in the sexually fuelled atmosphere inside. She...

The Physio Treatment

by justkeeprunning on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Nat leaned against her car and took a last nervous drag from her cigarette. With one more deep breath she walked into the physiotherapy clinic for her monthly treatment. The treatment itself was not making her nervous. In fact, it was helping her back and shoulders immensely. What was bothering her was the prospect of being up close and personal with her the...

Two Sides

by The_Maniacal_Nymph on Apr 3, 2018
Lesbian Sex

Part One I am leaning on the railing of the front porch enjoying a cigarette when she comes up behind me. It is that slightly haunted time just after dusk, when the sky has darkened just enough to accentuate what light is left behind. There is a small congregation of birds chatting animatedly in the bushes under the street light, but the street is otherwise...