Sin City, Part 3

"Sin City" 

by uciboy

PART III

When Jean woke up the next morning, she had a terrible headache.  But what
really shocked her was that she was in bed naked with Jessica who still had
her arms tightly wrapped around Jean's torso.  "Holy mother of God," she
whispered to herself.  "What the fuck did I do?"  

Jean was suddenly very scared.  What was this going to do to their
friendship?  Would it affect her feelings for Steve?  She had to get out of
the room before Jessica woke up.  She didn't think she could face her right
now.  So she quietly got dressed, left a note that she was heading down to
the coffeeshop, and ever so gently shut the bedroom door.

Knowing she was alone in the room now, Jessica opened her eyes and smiled.
"God, I love this city," she said to herself.

+++++++++++++

When Jean stepped into the hallway, she immediately reached for a cigarette
in her pack - but found it empty.  She knew that what she had feared was
coming to pass as the addiction was forming in full force, but she couldn't
worry about that right now.  She needed a cigarette and she needed it now!  

She anxiously rode the elevator down, cursing under her breath at every floor
the car stopped at before finally reaching the lobby.  She quickly walked
over to one of the gift shops and marched up to the counter.  "A pack of
Virginia Slims 120's Menthols, please."  Just holding the pack in her hand
provided some comfort and she felt calmer.  Pulling a 120 out of the pack and
lighting it when she walked out of the store, she filled her body with the
smoke that it was crying out for.  She decided to sit for a moment and enjoy
its pleasure before heading over to the coffeeshop.  "What happens now?" she
asked herself.

*****************************************************************

Jessica, who had dozed off after Jean left, was awakened by a knock at the
door.  She picked up a robe to cover her naked body and found Steve out in
the hallway.

"Hey," she said as she walked back to the bed and picked up her pack of
Benson and Hedges on the nightstand.  She then saw the note Jean left.

"Is Jean here?" Steve asked walking into the room.  "She was supposed to call
me this morning."

Jessica lit a cigarette freehanded and let a cloud of smoke slowly drift out
of the side of her mouth as she read the note.  "She's down in the
coffeeshop," she said with the cigarette dangling from her lips.  She took a
cheek-hollowed puff and pulled the cigarette out of her mouth as she sat down
in a chair and made conversation.  "So how are things going with you and
her?" she asked as she tossed him the pack of Benson and Hedges.

Steve pulled one out and lit the tip with the lighter from his pocket.
"Pretty good," he said with a nod, the cigarette firmly between his lips.

Jessica held the cigarette just to the edge of her mouth.  "So, you fuck her
yet?" she asked with an evil smile before inserting the cigarette between her
lips.

Steve smiled as he took another puff.

"I have," Jessica said wickedly as she exhaled a creamy cascade towards him.
"Or I guess I should say, she fucked me.  She was totally wild last night."

Steve smiled again.  "Well, she did admit that you were pretty hot."

"Really?" Jessica asked tenderly.  Then she grew more serious as she looked
down at the floor.  "Who am I kidding?"  She looked up at him, her hair just
hanging down over her eyes.  "She's crazy about you, you know?"  Steve raised
his eyebrows with a smile as he tapped his Benson and Hedges over the ashtray
and took another puff.  "And I can tell you're stuck on her," Jessica added.
"I know what turns you on."  She took a puff and opened her mouth, revealing
a wall of smoke that she slowly let rise over face.

Steve moved a bit closer to her and said, "Jess, you haven't told her about
you and me last December, have you?"

Jessica grabbed him by the top of his pants and pulled him closer, his crotch
right at the level of her face.  "Now Steve," she said as she began to stroke
his zipper - and then pulled it down, "what happened between you and me last
time we were here will always be our little secret."  She reached into his
underwear and pulled out his rock hard dick.  "We'll just chalk it up to
losing ourselves in Vegas."

Steve started breathing hard now.  "I really care for her, Jess," he said as
he felt himself about to lose control to this beautiful Asian smoker.

"I know you do," Jessica whispered as she slowly stroked Steve's cock.  "And
now that Jean's addicted, she's going to give you so much pleasure."

"Oh, Jess," Steve replied as he took a hard draw on the B&H.  

"So much pleasure," Jessica whispered seductively over and over until she
brought the cigarette to her lips for one last, hard draw.  She opened her
mouth, revealing a ball of thick, rich smoke and inserted Steve's dick into
her mouth.  Within seconds it began to pulsate into one orgasmic explosion as
cum poured into her mouth.  "Mmmmphhhh," she moaned as she sucked as much cum
as she could get before swallowing.  "So creamy," she mumbled.  Steve put his
hands on her head and moved it back and forth quickly until he had shot every
last drop.

"Ohhh....Ohhhh," he groaned as he pulled his dick out of Jessica's mouth and
fell to his knees.  "I care for her Jess," he moaned with his eyes half
closed.

Jessica put her hand on his head and stroked his hair.  "I know, Steve.  I
do, too." *****************************************************************


Jean sat alone in the restaurant finishing her third cigarette in the last
hour and her second cup of coffee.  She felt numb as she replayed in her mind
the sexual encounter with Jessica the night before.  "Am I gay?"  She asked
herself.  What about her feelings for Steve?  "Am I bi-?"  She didn't feel
ashamed of going to bed with Jessica, just confused.  What was it about this
city that encouraged her to lose all control over herself?  

She looked at the cigarette in her hand.  "And you," she said out loud.
"You're taking control of me too, aren't you?"  She watched the smoke rise
from its tip as if it were smiling at her, saying, "I'm merely here to
provide you comfort."  Jean brought the Virginia Slim to her lips and took a
gentle puff which she breathed in through her nose and let soak into her
lungs.

"Hi," Jessica said as she stood by the table.

Jean looked up at her in surprise.  "Hi, Jess."

"You left kinda early this morning."  Jessica sat beside her and reached into
her purse for her Benson and Hedges.

"Listen, Jessica - about last night.  I...."

Jessica, a lit cigarette between her fingers now, put her hand on Jean's.
"It's okay.  We're just friends.  I know how much Steve means to you."

Jean felt a tremendous weight lift from her shoulders.  "You mean a lot to
me, too," Jean said looking into her eyes as she brought her other hand and
placed it on Jessica's.

Jessica smiled and moved her eyes to the side, "Come on, he's waiting for us
in the lobby."

When the two girls walked out towards the front door, Steve was standing
there with a smile.  "Where's Tong and Luke," Jean asked as she took his
hand.  "They're gonna meet us downtown later tonight."

+++++++++++++++++++

The three of them spent the day walking up and down the Strip, popping in and
out of the hotel casinos and shops.  "This place is incredible," Jean said
while puffing on a cigarette.  "You can even smoke in the mall here!"

"It's a smoker's paradise," Jessica said with a wide smile.

After a late afternoon snack, the three spent a few hours at a bar in the
Bellagio.  Jessica and Steve thought it prudent to fill Jean with a few beers
so that she would be more amenable to the activity they had planned for the
evening.  Afterwards they all took a taxi down to Fremont Street.  "Where are
we going exactly," Jean asked Steve.

"I have a friend who works down at the California Hotel who keeps a room open
for me.  They get a lot of Asian customers and so he specializes in
'fulfilling' their needs."

Jean looked at Jessica in confusion.  "Don't worry," Jessica said with a pat
on the arm.  "You're gonna love it."

When the two walked into the hotel lobby, they found Tong and Luke sitting on
a couch waiting for them.  After a quick hello to the guys, Steve made his
way up to the front desk.  "Da Gu," he bellowed as he shook the hand of a
middle-aged Chinese man working behind the counter.

Coming from a Japanese background, Jean had no idea what Steve was saying and
asked Jessica to interpret.  "I'm Korean, remember?" she replied.  

Tong spoke up.  "It means big brother," he said.  "It's a sign of respect in
Chinese culture."  

Steve and his Da Gu talked and laughed for a few minutes over a cigarette.
Then she noticed that in a second hand shake, Steve had covertly placed
several hundred dollar bills in the palm of his hand.  More talk, and then
the Asian man gave Steve a key.

"Smooth as always," Jessica said in exhale with a freshly lit cigarette down
at her side.

Steve smiled and held out the key.  "Shall we head up?"

+++++++++++++++++++++

The five friends walked into the suite and made themselves comfortable.
While Luke closed the curtains, Steve reached under the bed and pulled out a
brown paper bag.  "Right where he said they'd be," he proclaimed as he pulled
out two water pipes.  "And they're already filled."

"Oh my God," Jean said with a smile as Steve handed one to Luke and Tong and
the other to Jessica who sat back in a comfortable chair.  

"Isn't it positively wicked," Jessica said as she pulled out her lighter and
brought the flame to the bottom of the opium pipe.

Jean sat on the bed next to Steve and lit a cigarette as she watched her
friend take several puffs and inhale them deeply.  She closed her eyes as she
held in the opium as long as she could.  Finally, she exhaled and stretched
out her legs.  "Ohhh, that's good," she said opening her eyes which glistened
from the tears now forming.  

Steve took hold of the pipe and took several puffs himself.  He didn't hold
the smoke in as long as Jessica, however, and after only a few seconds cocked
his head upwards and exhaled a thick cloud.  Jean just watched him do it,
finding it incredibly sexy.


Steve shook his head quickly.  "Wow," he said.  "That's good shit."  Then he
looked at Jean and said softly, "It's much different than smoking a
cigarette."

With a wry smile, Jean took the pipe in her hand and gave Steve her
cigarette.  She brought it up to her mouth, her eyes watering already from
the pungency of the smoke, and took a puff.  Thick smoke filled her mouth as
her eyes opened wide.

"Now breathe in," Steve counseled.

Jean took a breath - and her body tingled from the incredible sensation of
the smoke.  But she was not used to such a thick cloud in her lungs and she
began to cough - first lightly, then heavily.  Tong and Luke gave out a laugh
as they were feeling the effects of the opium overcome them.  Jessica walked
over to them and stole a puff from their pipe and said to her friend with
encouragement, "Try it again, Jeanie."

"It's okay," Steve said with his hand on her shoulder.  "Try it again."

Jean did so, taking another puff on the pipe and this time inhaling the smoke
more easily.  She held it for several seconds, allowing the power of the
opium to permeate her bloodstream, and then exhaled a cloud that was
considerably less profuse than Steve's.

"Good," he said as he retook the pipe and handed Jean back her cigarette.

Jean felt her body growing lighter in the room, and the voices and laughter
started to echo.  She was not frightened, however, but instead felt a warm
sense of comfort.  She took a puff on her Virginia Slim, but the nicotine
rush could hardly compare to the opium rush she felt from the pipe, and so
she reached for another draw from the stem as Steve held the water pipe in
his hand.

She looked over at Luke and Tong sitting in chairs across the room.  Both had
pulled out their dicks and began to masturbate as Jessica brought the stem of
the pipe to their lips one by one.  Jean was excited beyond measure and
looked deep into Steve's eyes.  "I love you," she said stoned out of her mind
and brought her cigarette up to her lips to give Steve a smoky kiss.

Within a few moments, the two were on top of each other on the bed, Steve
passionately kissing Jean and pushing his pelvis against hers.  Jean felt the
sensations electrifying her body and took deep drags on her Virginia Slim.

Steve reached down to unzip his pants and remove the underwear under Jean's
skirt.  "I like it when you smoke," he whispered in her ear as his dick
stroked against her pussy.  "But you must obey it completely."


His voice echoed in Jean's ear as if a God were speaking to her, commanding
her to smoke.  "I will obey," she moaned back to her God.

"I want to see you completely addicted, Jean," he said as he swiftly slid his
dick into her wet pussy.  "I want you totally dependent on smoking.  Through
that dependence, I can control you."

Such evil whispers, Jean thought to herself.  I like this.  I want him to
control me.

"Through the power of the smoke, I will have utter and total control over
you."

"Yes," she whispered, her orgasm drawing near.  "I'll obey you, Steve.  I
will smoke like my parents; like my sister.  I must smoke."

"YOU WILL SMOKE.  YOU WILL OBEY-AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

The two of them shouted out their passion as they held each other tight,
Steve briskly inserting his dick in and out of Jean's cunt until he had no
strength left.  From the side of the room, he heard Tong and Luke crying out
as they ejaculated onto their laps after watching their two friends fucking
on the bed.  And Jessica just continued to watch them all, calmly and
quietly, as she occasionally brought the opium pipe up to her lips for a
puff.

END PART III

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