I grew up watching my grandfather smoke himself into an early grave. I listened to him every day cough and wheeze, struggling to breathe his every breath. I wondered why on earth, he would keep doing something that was so dangerous to his body. I guess as a young boy, I didn't fully understand the effects and the addiction that cigarette smoking could have o...
CHAPTER FIFTEEN Mimi & John Ethan's finger had discreetly slipped out of my panties when Ginger was rising from the table. The muscles in my pussy clenched and released several times as if trying to grab a hold of his finger. The scene had put me in a quite a wanton state. I remained frozen in place on that bench as Ginger and Doc made their exit, not exac...
Chapter 01: Stacy I smiled as I pushed open the heavy glass door to the open-air smoking courtyard, nodding my head towards one of the half-dozen plastic and steel tables crowding the patio space underneath the Plexiglas awning. There were maybe seven or eight of my coworkers taking up space on the benches or standing around the table, all friends of mine....
December 14, 1987 Single, middle-aged and bespectacled Angelina Lione may look the part of the prim, proper and sexually repressed, buttoned-up bibliothec, but she's most definitely NOT your father's librarian -- at least not while in a lover's company. Blessed with a ravenous and unquenchable sexual appetite, Angelina's orgasms are so intense that she ofte...
"Yeah, so what am I supposed to do? If you go to sleep, I'll be all by myself and what if I need to puke?" Deanna took a deep breath of the metallic air and sighed. "Paige, what am I going to do if you puke? If you're going to puke, you're going to puke. I might as well be asleep so I can miss it." The blonde girl fidgeted in the tiny seat and groaned. "Yo...
Alexander sat, swathed in bandages around his legs, right arm, and head, staring out the window pensively. Shirtless, wearing a pair of thin gym shorts, he was medium sized with hints of an Italian decent, flecked with little cuts still healing on his face and chest, he looked around morosely at what had become the known universe. To Alexander, the known u...
Second part of 'Smoking Mistress' series. Can be read alone but story is enhanced if you read part one first. ***** The haze of smoke and perfume hung over me, taunting my cock and making every breath loaded with Christina's scents. She now closed the lid of the box and strutted away, leaving me cuffed and helpless and on a limited oxygen budget. If she di...
"Good girl. Go Deep. Go deep and listen to my voice. And, go blank. Blank and empty, and open to instruction. From now on, whenever your Mistress says the word: COLLAR you will immediately feel the sensation of cold, hard metal close and lock around your neck. And you should know that the collar can give you an electric shock if you move around too much,...
Just an idea me and a colleague came up with whilst wasting time at work the other day and talking about rule 34 and stuff. "Dare you write a crazy fic about a washing machine and a refrigerator having sex?" Sure, why the hell not? Nothing should be too weird for fiction anyways. So, imagine that this fic takes place in a parallel world where appliances are...
As each day went by I held my breath. Was this going to be day Francesca fell off the wagon. I knew she was doing it hard, especially as I had also forbidden her to smoke. You may feel this was unduly harsh, but I felt smoking was feeding her craving for alcohol. Francesca was on edge and irritable, and I could tell she was not sleeping well. Often I would h...