Smoke And Mirrors, Part 14

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Smoke & Mirrors
Part 14: Sex, Smoke, and the Single Girl:

Suzanne knew that she was a little drunk. But this was what college life was
all about. She was a bit nervous about what was about to happen. At the same
time, she looked forward to the experience that she had only read about.

Phil said it wasn't far to his apartment, so she decided that she wouldn't
have time to smoke another of her long cigarettes. She would save that for
later, she thought

They soon arrived at Phil's apartment, a small walk up in a brownstone near
the campus. She could see that Phil was a bit nervous. She entered the
apartment and slowly let her eyes adjust to the table lamp that had been just
turned on. It was a typical bachelor pad, sparse with only the bare
necessities.

"Can I get you anything, Suzanne?" Phil said trying to break the ice. Suzanne
was now feeling very bold and a bit horny. She slowly walked over to Phil,
and placed her arms around him. "I have everything I want, right here," she
said smiling. She pressed herself up against Phil's groin, which by this time
had finally become flaccid. She slowly opened her mouth and kissed Phil
gently on his lips. His tongue instantly came to life slowly entering deep
into her parted lips. "Hmmm"-she said as she reciprocated teasingly with her
own gentle darting tongue. Phil could taste the smoke on Suzanne's tongue.
She could feel his cock slowly growing in size with desire. "Aren't you going
to show me your bedroom?" she said seductively.

Phil stammered. "Oh- yyyyess!" He slowly led her to the small bedroom. It was
fairly sparse like the rest of the apartment. The room was nearly entirely
consumed by his king size bed, with a masculine burgundy and black bedspread
with four oversized matching pillows.

"Phil, have you got something for me to change into? I find these clothes a
little restrictive." Suzanne said mischievously.

Phil paused for a moment. He reached into the drawer, while still holding
Suzanne with his one free arm and managed to locate a soft flannel dark blue
shirt. "Oh that's perfect. Let me go change." Suzanne said smiling.

Suzanne went into the bathroom that adjoined his bedroom. She removed her
borrowed clothes, and carefully placed them on a hanger that happened to be
on the shower rod. She caught the image of her naked body in the mirror. It
was divine she thought. Her breasts were well shaped, and her young body was
flat in all the right spots. Even her tummy seemed flatter than usual, not
realizing that over the week her new habit had contributed to the loss of a
few pounds. She slowly slipped the shirt on. It felt warm, soft and welcoming
against her tactile skin.

She had brought her purse in with her so that she could touch up her makeup.
As she opened the purse, she saw that long green and white package of
cigarettes. Whether it was her nervousness, or the quantity of cigarettes she
had consumed that day, she again had a longing to fill her lungs with that
glorious satisfying creamy smoke. Should she dare light up? She was then
reminded again of Phil's unrelenting gaze as she had smoked throughout the
evening. I'm sure Phil wouldn't mind, she smiled wickedly. In fact she knew
he would love to see her smoke one more time. It just might spice things up.
She would indulge him, she thought.

"Ready or not, here I come," she said giggling. She slowly pushed open the
door. The room was dark, except for a small table lamp, beside the bed. Phil
had already removed his clothes and was waiting naked under the covers. He
saw her standing in the bathroom doorway, with the light streaming in from
behind her and heard her say, "Do you mind if I have a cigarette, before we
start?" Her voice was seductively but tinged with a little nervousness.

Phil's eyes widened at the site of Suzanne, standing there with his shirt
only half buttoned. The warm soft light of the bathroom light silhouetted her
figure with a warm glow. Her beautiful round breasts were barely visible. He
immediately noticed that she was holding her lighter and her pack cigarettes.

"Oh, please do-." he said, smiling. Her hand shook slightly, as she removed
the long cigarette from the pack. She let the cigarette dangle seductively,
recognizing that the back lighting would provide Phil with a profile view.
The electronic lighter ignited silently, casting a warm yellow glow on her
face. She brought the flame slowly to her waiting cigarette. She drew deeply
and inhaled, then unconsciously drew deeply again. She then held her breath
so that she could experience calming effect of the nicotine as it performed
its magic.

Continuing to stand in the doorway, in full profile, she let the smoke slowly
escape upwards towards the ceiling. The smoke was never ending, thick and
white highlighted by the light from behind. She felt the moisture filling her
recesses. She had never before experienced this total feeling of
satisfaction. Her mind was totally void of any guilty feelings. Instead, it
reminded her to relish this moment.

Phil's penis quickly returned to its granite like condition.

"Suzanne, please come here," he said with nearly a pleading tone.

"Just one more drag," she said, smiling, as she again reprised her
performance.

"I have an ashtray over here. Bring it with you. Please come to bed?" he
pleaded.

He welcomed her by lifting the covers, casually showing her his erect and
waiting penis. Suzanne carefully slid into bed beside him, still carefully
holding the long white cigarette in her right hand.

He immediately began to kiss her breasts, and run his tongue across her now
erect nipples. Suzanne's body began to respond to the stimulation. She began
to moan with pleasure. She took a long drag and quickly placed the cigarette
in the ashtray. Phil removed her shirt. Their lips met. Phil could taste the
creamy smoke. His tongue began to explore the insides of her mouth. Suzanne
responded. He gently nibbled her neck, and he slowly made his way down along
her shoulders, to her breasts. Then slowly with his tongue, he approached the
grotto of her desire. By now she was sitting with her knees up and with her
legs invitingly spread. Phil's tongue began to expertly explore the crevices
of her womanly desire. She started to shudder.

In the dim light of the bedroom, she could see the smoke rising gracefully
from her cigarette burning in the ashtray. Should she dare? Yes, she would
take one more satisfying drag. She just had to. She brought the cigarette to
her lips, and sucked as hard as she dared as she saw the tip burn brightly in
the dimly lit room. As she inhaled, she felt the satisfying smoke fill her
lungs. Phil's eyes managed to drink in her vision. He quickly rose on all
fours and reached in the night table's drawer to find a condom. Suzanne again
inhaled deeply. He expertly unwrapped the condom and placed it over his
excited penis.

Suzanne positioned her mouth next to Phil's ear. "I have to tell you a little
secret," she whispered.

"Yes, go ahead," Phil said curiously.

"Well, I'm a little embarrassed, but this is going to be my first time." she
said innocently.

A look of surprise, then compassion, appeared on Phil's face. "Oh, Suzanne-I
am touched and honored to be your first. Please don't be afraid. I promise
you, I'll be as gentle as possible." She shifted her position laying on her
back with a both fear and wanting in her eyes.

He slowly positioned himself on top of her. With the cigarette in her left
hand carefully held in the air, he guided his rock hard penis to its mark. He
inserted it slowly into her now dripping insides. The feeling of his large
throbbing penis slide into her made the nerve endings in her entire body
start to fire simultaneously.

She felt a sharp pain, as her hymen was gently broken. She groaned.

Phil paused, "Are you all right?"

"Yes," she said, "I think the worst is over now. Please, don't stop," she
whispered.

She could feel Phil's manhood as it slowly moved deeply inside of her. The
pain had now subsided and she felt her body relax. She took one more deep
drag; as she felt Phil's cock grow even larger, if that were possible. She
carefully placed the nearly finished cigarette into the ashtray. He continued
to push more deeply, as his large excited shaft touched her where she had
never been touched before. She started to sigh deeply, as the rhythmic,
motion and friction gave way to her new found pleasure.

She started to feel her insides shudder with pleasure. He continued to press
harder and harder, stroking rhythmically. He continued to pump. He could feel
her body responding to every thrust. Again and again, the hot flesh of his
manhood penetrated deeply inside of her. She started to gasp for breath. She
started to feel the rush come slowly, then more strongly, as she felt his
engorged penis stimulating the walls of her vagina. The ecstasy of it all.
And then she heard Phil began to moan, "Oh baby, Oh baby." And then with a
heaving rush, they both came, moaning and gasping for air.

Their bodies were now wet with the sweat from the exertion. Phil gently
withdrew his penis, and discreetly removed the condom placing it in a tissue
before putting it in the waste can beside the bed.

Her breathing started to return to normal. Phil held her gently in his arms,
as the sexual tension in their bodies began to subside. They both remained
quiet, afraid to be the first to speak.

Finally, Phil said, "Are you doing okay?" By the light of the table lamp,
Phil could see the large grin on Suzanne's lips.

"I'm fine Phil, just fine." Suzanne glowed with sexual radiance.

After they had regained their composure, Phil rearranged the oversized
pillows, so that they could sit up in bed. He slowly reached over, to pick up
his cigarettes and Suzanne's lighter. "Do you mind if I smoke?" he said.

"Oh please do," Suzanne said with a nervous smile.

Phil took out a single cigarette and lit it, inhaling deeply. He slowly
placed the cigarette near Suzanne's mouth. She leaned forward slightly and
firmly placed her lips around the filter. Her cheeks collapsed as she sucked,
and inhaled the smoke deep into her lungs. She then took the cigarette
delicately from Phil's hand. She held the smoke in, not wanting to release
it. She felt her body respond and relax. She was in heaven.

She felt so complete. She looked down at the cigarette. So many things had
changed since she had tried her first cigarette. Thank you my friend. With
that, she took one last deep drag, and passed the cigarette back to Phil. He
expertly crushed the cigarette out in the ashtray. They both slid downwards
into the bed, still holding each other. Phil kissed her gently one more time.
After a few moments, they blissfully fell asleep in each other's arms.

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