Another workday ended. I was walking to the maid's house to take a bath and finish in my bed smoking. Yep, tonight will be my night, my smoking night.
I just was imagining myself inhaling deeply the sweet smoke from my cigarette, feeling how myself gets full with it, and exhaling with open mouth, slowly, to get a soft cloud in the air, caressing my face… my skin gently while it dissolves in the air.
Ah! Smoking cigarettes until a mist take the air's room, until there has no air, just smoke... a lot of smoke caressing me, inside and outside, while I'll take another drag from my cigarette to do more smoke.
Smoke, smoke… smoke, I really love smoke and smoking. I just was wishing the sun fall, to start my smoking night. While was imagining how I would smoke, Layne was in the entrance of the maid's house. She had a box on hands.
I arrived to her and she saw me so angry and told me:
"Okay… I don't know what do you doing with Missis Rastford, but… this is for you…" she said and she show me the pack.
"What is this?" I asked a bit nervous.
"A present from Missis Rastford… again…" she said sharply.
"A present?" I said, I thought it would be another cigarette pack to me. I really love it.
"Yeah… take it…" said Layne and she took distance from me. "I will watch over you since now… to know what's going on…" she said and she continued walking.
I took no importance of that. After all, I took a bath, then night came in. I prepared my room to fill with my sweet cigarette smoke as usual. After it, I took the box.
I opened it, removing the gift paper and saw it. It was a metallic box with a good seal, I opened it, and, in a moment, a strong aroma of cigarette smoke with a sweet female fragrance assaulted my nose and crossed too fast my throat. I coughed a pair of times, choked by the strong aroma.
Lyla had smoked inside the box filling it with a huge smoky exhale (I guess), and puts a bit of her perfume on it. I thought it was a great detail, so, I proceeded to sniff it a bit. It was sweet and tasty.
Inside the box, were 3 things, two cigarettes' packs, one a king size and a pack of extralong cigarettes, near to the packs, was an envelope with a letter.
I took it, and I had the idea to open it slowly and sniff it a bit. Just how I had thought. It smelled like smoke with perfume too. Lyla had filled with smoke and perfume the envelope too.
The fact to think how the smoke was escaping from her lips while she was filling the envelope and the box in each drag of her cigarette, turned on me a lot. It was a too beautiful detail.
I took the letter and I could read:
Dear smoking maid. My dear smoking maid of course.
Accept this gift with love from me to you. I really loved so much how we smoked in the car; I loved your coughs in middle of the heavy mist of our cigarette smoke. I loved the sweet aroma of your hair with smoke, your breathe, my heart gets faster while I think in you trying to describe how I felt it smoking with you. I love your smoking way. Heavy smoking way.
I put in the box and the letter a bit of my perfume, then I filled with smoke the enveloped and the box, I hope you will enjoy it, maybe you won't see the thick smoke cloud that I did, but the smell could reveal it.
Enjoy breathing the sweet aroma of my smoke. I will wait to receive your smoke in my mouth with a kiss. Really, I'll wait with my open mouth ready to get fill up my mouth with your tasty smoke. Enjoy your cigarettes doing a lot of smoke like your way.
With love Lyla.
I couldn't keep a smile reading it. The letter had a lipstick stain kiss like a signing. I just kissed the letter, just in the signing then; I inhaled deeply the aroma of the letter. It smelled like a lot of smoke with a sweet fragrance, like her skin. I closed my eyes and I smelled it again so deeply, and I sighed relieved. I really loved her smoked letter.
After a bit time. I proceeded to smoke my first cigarette of the night. I took the first from the king size pack that had fifteen cigarettes. I loved the first drag of my cigarette, because is warm and smoky. The best part, was the exhale, because I could do a smoke cloud. In my closed room, the smoke got heavier drag after drag, so, I could see a dense mist in a moment with just cigarette drag.
I had a technique to do a lot of smoke, I put my cigarette in my lips and inhaled deeply while sipping it, then I exhaled the smoke by my nose dangling the cigarette in my lips. I could do a lot of smoke with it, my nose looked like a car with a broke exhaust pipe, of course my nose got a bit irritated and burned after repeat it a pair of times, and I could a bit choked sensation, because the residual smoke inside me was too dense and it replaced the air inside me it, in some occasions it made me cough a bit.
I loved to smoke with my nose, because I loved so much the choked sensation, cough the smoke to clean myself, gasping with my mouth for some of air, and smoke again to feel how myself was filled with sweet cigarette smoke, was the thing that I really loved. My room got filled faster with smoke when I smoked with my nose.
In a blink I got the end of my cigarette, I proceeded to light another to continue smoking. I just was blowing smoke with my lips, to fill my faster and to see a cloud around me. I always tried to blow so gently and softly to get a cloud of smoke too near to me. I loved so much to breath my smoke while smoking, my room had no air, all was closed, and I was inhaling and exhaling smoke with so pleasure, just I loved it.
After some drags, I put the ashes of my cigarette in the ashtray, I coughed a pair of times, because there was a so much smoke around and inside me.
I thought, I knew, that I was dying slowly, but it never didn't matter me, because I always thought that smoking is a sexy way to dead. People cannot choice how they want to live, but people can choice how they want to die while living, and I decided to smoke all my life.
My breathe whizzed a bit, I was gasping for a bit of air, with my open mouth a little, of course, I couldn't breathe properly, because my little lungs were full of smoke and my nasal cavity too, I could feel the flavor of the cigarette smoke behind my tongue, a graceful sensation.
With a lot of residual smoke inside me, I dragged my cigarette again to introduce more of it smoke inside me. My body and me was according with it, to feel the smoke inside and outside.
I was remembering some things about my past, I really loved Missis Isabella, her way to smoke always me made me cough, because she left no clean air to breathe when she exhaled smoke and, after exhale, she smiled behind the smoke cloud. Of course, she expelled smoke in each word while speaking, because she accumulated so much residual smoke inside, drag after drag.
I was imitating her sexy way to smoke, to fill myself with it and fill my room. I put the ashes of my cigarette in the ashtray with a hand and, meanwhile, I put the other in mouth to cough. My body got a bit shook with those pair of coughs, but smoke was too much inside me, I just coughed smoke and my body couldn't remove it from inside. I was literally coughing smoke, and I loved it so much.
Eventually I got the end of my cigarette, and I proceeded to light another one. I wish so much really to masturbate me. But it was still too early, and I just had smoked 2 cigarettes. My room needed more smoke, and my body needed more smoke inside, to get a pleasure masturbation while I thought in Missis Isabella.
I dragged the third cigarette, and I exhaled the smoke relieved and slowly. I saw the smoke and I just breathe so deeply. I loved so much the fragrance of my sweet cigarette smoke in the air. I loved so much to breathe it after a deeply drag.
While I was seeing the dense cigarette smoke around me. Someone knocked the door.
I got so scared, because I thought that my partners were sleeping. "Oh God! Oh! God!" I just was thinking. "If Laine or Betsy would see me smoking in the maid's house, they gonna kill me…" I thought.
In a moment the person knocked the door again. I was trapped. But, in a moment, Laine said behind the door.
"We know you are smoking… open the door… we want to talk with you…" she said.
"We… We!" I thought, I knew that she arrived with Betsy. I had no option I responded.
"Okay… I'll open the door" I responded a bit shook. I was underwear, walking through my dense cigarette smoke to open the door. I was just thinking that I was a dead woman.
I opened the door of my room a bit to see them. Laine and Betsy were outside, a bit of smoke escaped, I could see it. I opened the door complete and a mist of cigarette smoke went out from my door, assaulting the face of Laine and Betsy.
Laine and Betsy coughed a lot when they breathed the heavy smoke that left my room. They looked so sexy suffering and coughing in my sweet smoke. I got a bit turned on, but I hid it saying with fake shame.
"Oh! Sorry for the smoke…" I said while I was blowing the smoke and fanning it trying to dissolve it in the air.
"Cough! Cough… Okay… we are here… so I want to tell you something…" Laine said.
"Oh… what thing?" I questioned.
"Mmh… well… Eh…" doubted Laine.
"Could we smoke with you? I know you are smoking to Missis Rastford, and we want to smoke with her too!" interrupted Betsy suddenly and her eyes was shining a lot.
"Eh?!" I exclaimed surprised.
"Ye… yeah… we want to learn to smoke like your way... to smoke with Missis Rastford" told me Laine a bit shamed.
"Oh… I see… well…" I responded a bit doubted.
"Please! Please… Please!" they insisted.
I sipped my cigarette and I exhaled surrendered to them plea doing a cloud of smoke to them. Immediately they got surprised and coughed a lot among my sweet cigarette smoke.
"Okay… come on to my room…" I said to them; while I was entered to my room leaving a smoke stela with my cigarette.
Once inside we took a sit in bed. I said something to them.
"Okay… get undressed… unless you will like the smell of cigarette smoke over her clothes…
"Eh?!" exclaimed Laine shamed.
"Yep… Okay…" responded Betsy excited while she was taking off her clothes.
"Be-be-be-be… Betsy!" screamed Laine embarrassed.
"It's okay! Smoke with me in underwear… to prevent your clothes gets impregnated with the smell of cigarette smoke… That's the reason that I'm smoking in underwear" I said to Laine trying to give her calm.
"Oh… o… okay…" responded a bit shamed.
We ended in bed, in underwear. Then I saw to Betsy and I said to her.
"So… do you want to smoke like my way?" I said.
"Yep…" said Betsy and Laine nodded a bit shamed.
"Okay… so… do you want to smoke like this way? I guess…" I said and sipped my cigarette then; I exhaled the smoke with my mouth open, doing a massive cloud of smoke in front of the girls.
Laine started to cough while she was received the cloud of my sweet cigarette smoke, but Betsy looked so happy among it.
"Impressive! It's a lot of smoke!" she said so excited and smiling while she was seeing and caressing the smoke in the air.
"Do you like it?" I said to her a bit naughty.
"Yeah…" responded Betsy.
"I can do more than it… I mean, I can do a heavier cloud of smoke than this with my cigarette" I responded to her.
"Really?!" responded the both girls at the same time, Betsy looked so excited and Laine so terrified.
"Yeah, girls! Check this out!" I said to them.
I sipped my cigarette with all my forces, inhaling all the smoke to my maximum capacity. I sipped several times my cigarette filling myself with smoke until top, then; when I felt my little lungs filled at max. I opened my mouth to deflate myself in front of them, doing a terrific cloud of cigarette smoke.
Betsy got surprised while the smoke was covering her slowly and Laine covered her nose and mouth with both hands and began to cough a lot.
"Wow! That's too much smoke! I can't see you!" Exclaimed Betsy surprised.
"Cough! Cough! Cough! I can't breathe!" said Laine among coughs.
I giggled a bit, then I coughed a pair of times.
"Oh… Are you okay?" asked Laine a bit worried.
"Cough! Cough… Of course, yes… but…" I said and I hawked a bit to clean my choking throat for the massive residual smoke inside me. "I'm not a smoke machine…" I added to her, then; I took a heavy breath to clean my little lungs for all of that inhaled smoke. I sighed relieved while exhaling because the choking sensation was too heavy.
"I want to smoke like your way! It's so sexy!" said Betsy so excited.
"Ye… yeah… I think… eh… I want to smoke like you too…" added Laine with a fake smile.
I giggled and I took my king size cigarette pack to share with them.
"Okay! Let's smoking together girls!" I said so happy, because I always wished to smoke with them some time, my job partners; my teammates; my friends and this was the moment.