Jess's World, Part 6

Jess's World
by Gray Haze

Part 6 - Pall Malls, Cigars and Holders

Jess woke up in the middle of the night again.  This time she immediately
reached for her beloved Salem's.  She then proceeded to pull out not one, but
two cigarettes.  She remembered how awesome it was last weekend saturating
her lungs completely by smoking two at once, and now that she finally decided
to let herself completely indulge in her passion for smoking, this seemed
like a great way to do it.  "Oh my God, how great is this," Jess thought to
herself as smoke was literally pouring out of her nose and mouth.

When she woke up again at seven, her cravings for a cigarette were as bad as
ever.  She once again pulled two Salem's out and indulged herself in complete
bliss while sitting up in bed.  After she finished her cigarettes, she
grabbed her pack, shook out another one, lit it, and then put her bathrobe on
while the cigarette dangled from her mouth.  Once she got downstairs to the
kitchen, she poured herself a cup of coffee, and sat next to her mom.

After a few puffs, Jess looked at her mom with a big grin on her face and
said, "Guess what I did when I woke up this morning."

"Oh, I don't know, what did you do?" her mother replied.

"I smoked two," Jess said as she exhaled a huge plume of smoke in the air.

Her mother then started laughing.  "I did too Jess!  Did you enjoy it as much
as I did?"

"Probably more," Jess responded with a big laugh.

"Well it seems like you have gotten over your little bout of self pity,
haven't you?" her mother asked.

"You bet I have," Jess replied as she took another huge puff.  "I guess we
were just born to smoke like chimneys!"

From that point on, Jess's smoking just took off.  Within a week, she was
usually smoking four and sometimes five cigarettes an hour, and loving every
minute of it.  She was also smoking doubles two or three times a day.  Before
long, she was smoking over four packs a day, even more than her mother.

In July, with school out for summer vacation, Jamie was now joining Jess for
a cigarette as often as she could.  It wasn't long before her smoking was
hitting a pack a day.  One day during the middle of the week, Jess asked
Jamie if she would like to go to the mall, see a movie and maybe a little
dinner.  Jamie was thrilled to go out with her big sister, and at ten, they
hopped in the car and left for the day.

Once out of site of there house, Jamie immediately opened her purse and
pulled out a Camel.  Jess, never letting a chance to smoke with her favorite
little sister did the same.  On the way to the mall, Jess stopped at the
smoke shop to stock up on cigarettes.  While in there, Jess asked Jamie if
she would like to try something other than her Camels.

"No Jess, I like my Camels just fine," Jamie responded to her sister's
question.

"I know, but I think a longer cigarette would look a little more feminine
than the short stubby Camel's," her sister said in a concerned voice.  "As
you start smoking more in public that might be important."

"But I really like the strong smoke of my Camels, the other cigarettes just
aren't as good," Jamie replied.  "As I said, the Marlboro Lights that I have
smoked before is like smoking air."

As they were looking at the big display case with hundreds of cartons of
cigarettes of various brands, Jess spotted a carton of Pall Malls.  They
weren't 100's, but they were a little longer than the Camels.  Being
unfiltered, they should be very similar to the Camels.

"How about trying these?" Jess said to Jamie as she pointed to the Pall
Malls.  "They are a little longer, and should be very similar to your
Camels."

"Ok, why not, I'm always willing to try something new," Jamie replied with a
little bit of trepidation in her voice.

Jess then called over to the sales clerk to unlock the display case.  "Three
cartons of Salem 100's and one carton of Pall Mall," she said while the clerk
was fumbling with his keys.

Jamie's eyes lit up as Jess handed her the carton of Pall Mall's.  It was her
first carton.  "Thanks Jess, but don't you think a carton is a little much?"

"I'm getting tired of constantly running to the store buying you a pack or
two every other day or so.  These should last you a couple of weeks.  I stop
her every Thursday to stock up for myself, so when you start getting low,
tell me and I will buy you another carton," Jess responded.

The two girls then started looking at the display cases with various smoking
accessories.  After fingering through various lighters, brand key chains and
cigarette boxes, Jess stumbled upon a display of various cigarette holders.
"How cool would Jamie look with one of these," she thought to herself as she
was looking at the various sizes of holders.

"Jamie, look, have you ever tried a holder before," Jess said as she pointed
at the display.

"Ah, no Jess, not too many kids my age use holder," Jamie responded with a
you gotta be kidding look on her face.

"No really, you should think about it.  A lot of people who smoke filterless
cigarettes use holders.  You won't have to pick tobacco off you tongue
constantly while using one.  It also allows you to smoke your cigarette
farther down without burning your fingers.  And besides, it will also add
some length to your cigarette and maybe add a little sex appeal," Jess said
as she smiled mischievously at her sister.

Jamie reluctantly agreed, and Jess grabbed a short two inch holder out of the
display case.  While looking at the wide variety of holders, Jess noticed
some exotic holders.  Different sizes and colors, but what caught Jesses eyes
were the holders that held multiple cigarettes.  "How cool would one of these
be," Jess thought to herself.  So she decided to grab a dual pitch fork
shaped holder for herself.  As she handed the 2" holder to Jamie, Jess said
with a somewhat embarrassed look, "and I think I will get one of these for
myself."

"You're bad Jess, real bad," Jamie responded with a smile.

Jess made the purchase and she handed the carton of Pall Mall's to Jamie as
the two headed out to the car.  Once in the car Jamie pulled a pack out of
her carton, and opened it up.  She was interested in how her new cigarette
tasted.  Jess followed suit and lit one of her Salem's up as well.

"So what do you think Jamie? Jess asked as she exhaled the smoke from her
Salem.  "Do you like?"

"Oh yes," Jamie responded while exhaling a cloud herself.  "These are real
good.  Strong, but a little sweeter than the Camels."

At the mall, the two stopped at numerous stores.  Every time they left one,
Jess would light up a cigarette.  At first Jamie tried to keep up with Jess,
always accepting a light.  But it didn't take long for Jamie to start
declining.  "No on could keep up with this smoking machine," Jamie thought to
herself.

At 12:30, the two were done shopping and they stopped for lunch.  Jess had
three cigarettes before lunch and three after, while Jamie only had one
before and two after.  Jess had another one in the car while driving the
fifteen minutes to the movie theater, while Jamie refrained.  They got there
ten minutes before the movie started, so they both had one just before the
movie.

They sat together in the balcony of the theater where smoking was aloud.
During the 2 hour movie, Jess smoked ten cigarettes while Jamie managed
three.  After the movie, they stopped at the pinball arcade, and played some
games for an hour and a half.  Some boys came over to talk with Jamie while
there.  Jess whispered in her ear "try the holder, and observe the look on
there face."  Jamie did and laughed to herself as the boys drooled all over
this pretty 13 year old smoking her Pall Mall with a holder.  At the arcade,
Jess smoked six more cigarettes while Jamie, who spent most of the time
flirting with the young boys, had three.

The two then stop at a restaurant for dinner.   During dinner Jamie started
wondering what was up with her sister and smoking.  Seeing her chain smoke
three before dinner was one thing, but then watching Jess light up another
while eating, that was another.  It just seemed kind of odd spending the day
with Jess watching her devour one cigarette after another.

After dinner, Jamie finally asked.  "Jess, my God, you're smoking like mom
today.  What's going on?  Are you under a lot of stress or something?  First
you buy three cartons at the smoke shop and then a holder to smoke multiples.
You practically chain smoked the entire time today, and even lit one up while
eating dinner.  I knew you smoked a lot, but I never dreamed that you smoked
this much!"

"No, I'm fine Jamie; I guess that I just have become a much heavier smoker,
that's all.  The three cartons I bought today, I buy that much every week,"
Jess responded in an unashamed voice.

"Oh, I see, but why?  I mean, I get smoked out any time a go past a pack,
doesn't it like hurt to smoke that much all the time?"

"No, you get used to it real fast," Jess responded.  "Remember that weekend
mom and I went to the wedding.  While hanging out with mom for three days I
found myself lighting up just about every time she did.  At first I did it
just to be sociable.  But soon I found myself liking smoking that much.  It
seemed the more I smoked, the more I liked it, and the more I liked it the
more I smoke.  Kind of a vicious cycle.  Soon I noticed the cravings became a
lot stronger and they also started coming a lot quicker.  The stronger
cravings actually made feeding them even more enjoyable.  But you have to
smoke more, or they really start to eat at you.  I mean, the cravings
literally start hitting me five minutes after I put the last cigarette out.
If I don't light up, they get real bad quickly.  Going a half hour without
smoking becomes torture, and an hour without smoking nearly impossible.
When I am forced to go long periods without smoking, then I tend to chain
smoke until the cravings go away.  It is pure bliss chain smoking throughout
an incredible nicotine fit."

Jess then put out her cigarette and immediately lit another.  "Morning time
is a real adventure," Jess continued through a big exhale.  "It literally
takes me five or six cigarettes just to get my nicotine level back up to
tolerable levels.  The morning cravings are so intense that feeding them
becomes my only focus.  I even find myself getting up in the middle of the
night now having to smoke, just so I can make it to morning."

"Wow Jess, it seems to me that it is more of a hassle than it's worth.  I
mean, I like smoking also, but constantly having to puff on a cigarette all
day seems a little much.  Doesn't it bother you having to be chained to those
things 24/7," Jamie asked.

"I have to admit, at first it did.  I even tried to cut back, but finding
myself not enjoying it as much," Jess answered.  But finally after talking to
mom about it, and who is a better expert than her, I decided to just stop
beating myself up over it and just smoke to the maximum pleasure.  Now I am
glad that I did.  I can't imagine loving life more than I am now.  High
levels of nicotine in my system just seem to make me feel great.  And the
other aspects of smoking I just can't seem to get enough of either.  The
wonderful feeling that I get when I inhale the smoke, the taste, exhaling the
smoke, the list goes on and on.  Mom and I agree that we were just born to be
human chimneys.  It's a part of us, and there is no need to be ashamed.  I
can't ever imagine not smoking like I am now.  I love it that much.  It has
added to my life tremendously."

"But Jamie, keep in mind everybody is different," Jess continued after taking
another puff.  "You may find smoking a pack a day gives you maximum pleasure.
Whatever it is, just learn to enjoy smoking to the max."

"You know I will big sis," Jamie answered while reaching for another
cigarette.  "I just wish that I didn't have to sneak around all the time to
smoke.  It must be nice to be able to light up any time that you want.  I'm
starting to get pretty hooked on these things, and it is tough going long
periods without having one."

"So why don't you just come clean and tell mom and dad?" Jess asked.  "You
might be surprised at their response; after all they have been both very
supportive of me.  In fact sometimes I think mom almost encouraged me the
first weeks after I told her, not that I minded of course."

"Yeah, but you're 20 Jess, and considered an adult.  I'm just 13 and they
still consider me a baby," Jamie responded back with a frown. "I think they
would kill me and make me quit."

"Tell you what, why don't I tell mom," Jess said in a reassuring voice.  "I
will pretend that I caught you smoking, and make believe that I am squealing
on you.  Then I will tell her that you have been smoking daddy's cigarettes
for 2 year now, and are now terribly hooked.  I think I can convince mom of
the futility in making you quit."

"I don't know, let me think about," Jamie responded while exhaling a plume of
smoke.

"So Jamie, still liking the Pall Malls," Jess asked a she put out her
cigarette.

"Yeah, I do.  In fact I think that there are better than the Camels," Jamie
responded while placing one in her mouth.  She then proceeded to take a big
puff, inhale deeply, and blow a big thick cloud out through her mouth then
nose.  "Would you like to try one Jess?"

"Sure," Jess replied as she reached for the pack of Pall Malls on the table.
"You know me; I never pass up a chance to smoke."  Jess then shook one out
and accepted a light from her little sister.  "Wow, these are good Jamie.
Certainly better than the Camels."  Jess then took another big puff, and then
followed it with another on top of that.  The intense smoke inside her felt
incredible.  As she exhaled she thought to herself how great these would be
first thing in the morning.  "There not as good as my Salem's but I certainly
could get used to these every now and then.  You know, do you think I can bum
a couple packs from you carton, I think that there are times that these would
be a great change of pace from my Salem's.  I will get you another carton
next week to make up for the ones I took."

"No problem sis, enjoy them, I certainly am," Jamie replied back.

After dinner, they went home, and relaxed with the rest of the family.  At
11, Jess went up to her room to read awhile before going to bed.  At 11:30
Jamie snuck in to have one more cigarette before bed.

"Thanks for a great day Jess, you're the best sister anyone could ask for,"
Jamie said through a talking exhale.

"No thank you Jamie.  I consider you as much as a friend as a sister now.  My
new smoking buddy," Jess responded while lighting a cigarette of her own.

After Jamie left, Jess decided to stay up and read.  She also decided not to
smoke until she couldn't take it any longer.  She wanted to try something
new.  At one o'clock her cravings were now intolerable.  She then reached
into her desk drawer and pulled out a new pack of Pall Malls.  Her craving
was so bad that her hands were actually shaking while she tore off the
wrapper from the pack.  She then pulled out her new pitch fork holder, and
carefully placed two Pall Malls in it.  She grabbed her lighter, laid back
down in bed and lit up both cigarettes.  The intense smoke inside of her was
incredible.  She never felt this good before.  She then placed the holder
between her teeth, and reached down to her pussy and gently began messaging
her clit.  As she quickened the pace of her masturbation, she continuously
puffed on the holder, pouring more smoke into her lungs.  After five minutes,
she exploded into an intense orgasm, just as the Pall Malls were about smoked
down to the holder.  Jess lay motionless on the bed for several minutes
enjoying the complete ecstasy.  She has masturbated before, but never did she
hit heights this high, not even when having sex with Steve.  

Jess finally reached over to her pack of Pall Malls and her holder.  She
shook out two more cigarettes and placed them in the holder, lit up and lay
back down, enjoying the incredible relaxation that she was now feeling.  Jess
managed to sleep the entire night soundly.  She was surprised when she woke
up and realized it was now 8.  It's been weeks since the last time she didn't
wake up having to smoke.  Jess then reached over and grabbed the pack of Pall
Mall and holder.  Her cravings were the worst that she ever had.  She then
repeated the masturbation and smoking as she did before she went to bed,
followed by another two after orgasm.  Jess had discovered smoking and sex
and her love of smoking reached a new height.

During the rest of the week, Jess started mixing in the occasional Pall Mall
in between her Salem's as she smoked throughout the day.  She was learning to
like the change of pace and how the two complemented each other.  Her mother
was surprised to see Jess smoking the Pall Malls, but Jess just told her that
she had tried a Camel with daddy once and liked it, and decided that it made
for a great compliment to her Salem's.

"I was wondering where the unfiltered butts came from, her mother said.
"Lately when I have been cleaning up I noticed them in your ashtray in your
room."

Jess just smiled and said to herself, "if only she new those butts were her
little baby girls, and not mine.

The next week when Jess had to get cigarettes, she asked the clerk for two
cartons of Salem's and two cartons of Pall Malls.  One for herself and one
for Jamie.  She found that she liked the Pall Malls so much now, especially
the ones in bed, that she would continue to enjoy the great pleasure that
smoking the two different brands gave her.  

As the summer headed into August, Jess continued to bask in the incredible
enjoyment that her new habit gave her.  She especially loved sitting out by
the pool during the day, chain smoking and reading, followed by an occasion
dip in the pool to cool off.

One Saturday as she was reading out by the pool, her father came out to relax
by the pool himself.  He was carrying his towel and a small box of cigars
that he just took out of the humidor in his office in the house.

"Hi daddy," Jess said as she was lighting another cigarette.  "Coming out to
join me?"

"Yeah, I thought I would come out and take a quick dip and then enjoy a nice
cigar," her father responded.

He swam for about five minutes while Jess watched while enjoying her
cigarette.  The two were never particularly close.  He traveled a lot and
wasn't home much other than weekends.  But he always treated Jess well when
he was home.  When he first found out about Jess's smoking, he said little.
It didn't really seem to bother him that much.  Almost like he expected that
some of his kids would take up the habit.

After he got out of the pool, he dried off as Jess was putting out her
cigarette.  He then sat in the chase lounge next to Jess, pulled a cigar out,
cut the tip and proceeded to light it.  

"There's nothing like a good cigar while relaxing out by the pool Jess," he
said as he blew out a plume of smoke.  "This is my idea of heaven."

"Yeah, you sure do look like you are enjoying yourself," Jess answered back.
"Smoking out by the pool is one of my favorite activities also."

"Cigarettes are good too, but nothing quite beats a good cigar," her father
said as taking another puff.  "Jess have you ever tried a cigar before?"

"No daddy, I haven't," Jess said.  "I guess I never really thought about
smoking a cigar before."

"Yeah, not too many women do," her father said back.  "I've tried to get your
mother to try it, but she keeps telling me that ladies don't smoke cigars.  I
don't agree with her though.  Why should women be denied the pleasure an
occasional cigar can give you."

"Us women get denied all sorts of things in life daddy," Jess replied.

"Would you like to try it princess," her father asked as he held the cigar
over to her.

"Sure daddy, you know me, I never pass up a chance to smoke something new."
Jess then proceeded to put the big thick cigar into her mouth, then took a
nice big puff.  She then held the smoke in her mouth for a second, evaluating
the incredibly rich taste.  But instead of allowing the smoke to slowly
trickle out of her mouth like most people do, Jess reflexively opened her
mouth and took a big deep inhale.

"Whoa there little girl, you better be careful with that thing.  Inhaling
like that is bound to kill ya," her father said as Jess slowly exhaled an
enormous plume of smoking.

"Oh daddy, you are right, these are wonderful," Jess finally said as she said
handed the cigar back to her dad.

"Well, would you like to try your own cigar then?" her father asked.

"Absolutely daddy, thank you."  Jess's dad then proceeded to pull out another
big cigar for Jess.  He cut off the tip, and offered Jess a light as she
placed the cigar in her mouth.  The two then proceeded to enjoy their cigars
for the next 40 minutes or so.  Jess inhaled every puff.  "This is better
than two Pall Malls at once," Jess thought to herself as she luxuriated in
the intense nicotine buzz the cigar was giving her.  "And this last for an
half  hour or so instead of 5 minutes."

As the two were simultaneous putting what was left of their cigars out in the
ashtray her father asked, "So what do you think Jess, do you like it as much
as I do?  If you do, feel free to treat yourself to an occasional one.  Just
help yourself; I keep them in the humidor in my office.  But don't smoke too
many, each one cost more than a pack of cigarettes."

"Thanks daddy, I did like it a lot," Jess replied as she reached over for one
of her Salem's.  "Maybe I will occasionally," she continued as she was
lighting her cigarette.

"Man Jess, you must have lungs of steel or something," her father said as he
watched his daughter light up her cigarette so soon after she put the cigar
out.  "You just spent 40 minutes smoking a cigar, inhaling every puff,
something most people can't do, and now you're immediately lighting up a
cigarette.  You're just like your mother, maybe even worse when it comes to
smoking."

"Yeah, I guess your right daddy," Jess responded as she exhaled the smoke
from her Salem.  "Mom and I both agree that we were born to smoke like
chimneys."

"I often worry a lot about your mother.  She has smoke three packs a day for
almost 30 years now.  She is only 45 years old and she can hardly climb a
flight of stairs without getting out of breath.  You should see her in the
morning.  She wakes up hacking and coughing real bad.  And yet she pulls not
one, but two cigarettes out of her pack and smokes them simultaneously,
hacking the whole time.  Often times I here her up in the middle of the night
smoking up a storm.  It's like she can't make it through the night without a
nicotine fix.  "I don't want to pester you or anything, but I just don't want
you waking up 30 years from now hacking away like your mother wishing that
you never smoked like her."

"I'll keep that in mind daddy.  Maybe I will quit long before that," Jess
responded sympathetically knowing full well that she wasn't ever quitting.

"I hope you will someday Jess, but I promise not to pester you any more about
smoking.  I know you love smoking, I certainly do.  So until that day enjoy,
smoking seems to suit you well."

"A year ago I never dreamed that I would love smoking so much, but I do
daddy, Jess said as she took another puff off her cigarette, "I really do.  I
just can't believe how much it has enhanced my life.  I guess that's why I
smoke so much."

"I have to admit Jess; I'm kind of glad that you took up smoking.  I enjoy
smoking occasionally with you," her father continued.  "I regret not spending
more time with you when you were growing up.  Maybe smoking together will
bring us a little closer now."

"Oh thank you daddy," Jess said as she gave him a big hug.  "I love smoking
with you also.  Especially those yummy cigars."

Her father then reached over and pulled a Camel out and proceeded to light
it.  "I see that you've been smoking Pall Malls occasionally Jess."

"Yeah, I really like them, they are a good change of pace from my Salem's,"
Jess responded as she put her cigarette out.

"I just could never understand why people smoke those light and ultra light
cigarettes," her father continued.  "They just don't have any flavor.  Might
as well not smoke at all than smoke those flavorless lights.  I'm glad to see
that you know what a good cigarette is and what isn't.  If you're going to
smoke you might as well smoke something good."

Jess then reached over to her pack of Pall Malls next to her Salem's and
pulled one out.  She was a little smoked out after the cigar, but decided to
continue sharing in the moment of smoking with her father.  As she lifted the
cigarette to her mouth, her father reached over and lit it for her.  Jess
then took a big puff, inhaled deeply and slowly released a large plume of
smoke into the air.

"Your right daddy, there is nothing like a good smoke, and these Pall Malls
are certainly that," she responded while admiring her cigarette.

That night just before bed, Jess snuck into her fathers den and grabbed
another cigar from his humidor.  She had something special in mind for that
yummy cigar.  After going up to bed to read, and then after sharing the now
routine late night cigarette with Jamie, Jess opened her desk drawer and
pulled out the big cigar.  She clipped off the end with a pair of scissor and
immediately lit it.  For the next half hour she masturbated while
continuously smoking the cigar.  While inhaling every puff, she treated
herself to multiple orgasms.  Jess had just discovered an incredible new way
to heighten her love of smoking.  

The next morning Jess woke up hacking and coughing like she had never did
before.  The day before, she had smoked an incredible three packs of Salem's,
a pack and a half of Pall Malls and two big cigars.  The crud she was
coughing up was thick and brown.  It was her lungs way of futilely trying to
expel the massive amount of tar that she had deposited in them the day
before.  Jess then out of habit and need, immediately reached for her Pall
Malls and holder and spent the next five minutes smoking while she continued
to cough.  Finally the effects of the smoke had settled her lungs down as she
put out the two cigarettes.  She then immediately lit up two more and laid in
bed smoking and thinking about what her father had said the day before.  "He
is right, I am worse than mom," Jess thought to herself.  "If I'm coughing
this way now, I wonder what my lungs will be like in 30 years."  Jess then
put the holder up to her mouth and took a huge puff.  She took a deep inhale,
held it in and enjoyed the incredible feeling of her huge craving start to
slowly dissipate.  "I'm sure the hell going to find out," Jess smiled to
herself as she released an enormous cloud of smoke into the air.  "No way am
I ever giving this up!"

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