PART THREE: THE DECADENCE Ben St James could not concentrate in the lecture hall all morning. He couldn't wait to see Rebecca Simmonds at lunchtime. But for the first time in his life; it wasn't just the feelings he had for her, or her looks. It was more. A hunger. He need her; craved her. The night before they had spent four hours just having sex and smoki...
My wife Susan and I have been married for 10 years. I'd have to describe our sex life as average, since we used to do just the "normal" things. Every time she felt horny, she started touching my dick a little, slurping the head for a little while, and then she just wide opened her legs waiting for me to penetrate. After 10 or 20 minutes of the good ole "in-o...
PART FIVE: ENTRANCED Ruth Mears wandered slowly down the alley, as if suspended by some invisible puppeteer. She had lost all will of her own, and was naked beneath the deep pile blue fox coat that licked her bare ankles, sending delicious shivers all over her body. She flicked the cigarette at her side and watched the end glow , then raised it to her lips...
CHAPTER ONE: SOURCE The 38 year old in the black velvet figure hugging dress bit down on her full carmine lips. She needed a cigarette. Jane Matthews put down her half drunk glass of wine on the bar, and slipped quietly into the crowd. Her friends were all busy discussing the play. God how she hated the monthly staff trip to the theatre. Very occasionally...
CLIMAX PART I and II : Bad Moon Rising Laura Deadorchid smiled in the darkness, moonlight from the window of the bedroom catching smoke drifting from her cigarette as she lay naked in the shining blackness of the fur, smiling at Martin. He stared at her from under his emo flop, grinning as he removed his g string. "Ahh" she said drawing deeply on the ciga...
Chapter Six: The Darkness Ruth Mears perched herself on the edge of a stool and sipped champagne from the chilled glass. She stared at the open pack of Marlboro Lights 100s on the kitchen bar and shivered with delight. How foolish she had been to deny herself what it was she wanted all this time. Next to the cigarettes was a Chanel dark red lipstick; the li...
PART FOUR: The Hidden Curriculum Jane Matthews stepped out of the smoke filled car and looked across at Elaine Phelps. She smiled, took another long puff on what remained of the cigarette in her gloved hand and dropped it, crushing it with her heeled boot. She exhaled through her nose and Elaine was transfixed as it drifted towards her across the car roof...
"Have you got light?" Was how it started. Fifteen minutes later I was bouncing up and down on his cock. I was drunk, there was no other way of putting it. I had gone out to get drunk aswell. And it had made me flirty. With my bright red lipstick, black vinyl skirt, black fishnet stockings and high heels it wasn't hard to find the attention to get flirty wi...
Chapter 16: Moral Abandon "Get the fags out mum" , Martin Coombes said from gritted smile placing his arm around his mother's waist and burying his fingers in the sumptuous faux fur; clawing at and wanting the real thing. His mother flashed an intense look of mischief but accompanied by raised eyebrows and said "Ssshhh I don't want people thinking I am lea...
This is the story of a cigarette, we'll call Jon, who's short life is first ignited, and then summarily snuffed out , by Amanda, the 19 year old daughter of Michelle, her 35 year old mother, who were both heavy smokers. Michelle bought the pack that contained Jon, the subject of our story, at a 7-11 market. Jon's life began in the usual way, for a cigarette...