I told the girls to go to Lyla's room tonight. I was in my room, preparing myself to pass the night with Lyla. After all, I went to the mansion, on the way I didn't see Laine and Betsy, I thought that they were be in the mansion already.
I walked to the long stone way, seeing the night tranquil and the moon was seeing from sky with the stars as its night partners, and some of clouds around it.
The night captivated me, beautiful, dark and fresh. I just was walking with my coral dress with a red ribbon in my waist, my white handbag and my white shoes. I took my handbag to make sure that I had all. Inside my handbag I had a king size cigarette pack, it was one of those that Lyla gave me and my cigarette pack with my lighter. I supposed that we will smoke with her holders, these things could have many cigarettes to smoke at once, so I thought that we will need so many cigarettes as we could to smoke with those things, and for the end, my lighter.
While I was walking, I thought in smoke one cigarette on the way, but I giggled and told to myself.
"Tee-hee! No, no, no little lungs… soon we will be full of smoke…
I continued walking. I got a bit anxious. I thought in the amount of smoke that only one holder, with five cigarettes could doing, so, if one holder could made me cough with its smoke, the smoke of three holder will be interesting.
I couldn't to avoid to giggled, thinking in how I'll get choked on the smoke of fifteen burning cigarettes producing smoke at the same time, then I remembered the most important Lyla's toy.
"Her breathing mask!" I whispered to myself a bit nervous.
Yeah, her breathing mask. Her mask had 3 screw caps. When I was in Lyla's room, she only put one hose to the mask, so, I thought that Lyla will put the three hoses to breathe our smoke, then; I thought that she will give me the mask with to breathe their smoke, while they smoke their cigarettes with their holders.
I imagined myself with the mask with Lyla, Laine and Betsy, filling it with their cigarette smoke, smiling among the residual smoke escaping form the hoses in their hands, while I just breathed enjoying their smoke in the mask and maybe coughing choked into it.
I arrived to the mansion and I rang the bell to warn that I was in the main entrance. In a moment, Laine opened the door. She was with Betsy and Lyla who was waiting for me.
"Well… Well, what we have here!" said Laine a bit naughty.
"Yay! Party can start now!" said Betsy glad.
Lyla giggled and she said glad and warmly.
"Yeah… okay, c'mon, let's go to my room to start our smoke party!" said Lyla.
"Smoking night!" exclaimed Laine to her and she quickly she turned to me to wink at me naughty.
"Our smoking night, girl!" I said to Laine smiling.
"Smoking night… I like the name… Tee-hee!" said Lyla and she giggled.
We arrived to her room. When we just arrived, Lyla took her toy box and invited to us to take a sit in her bed. Lyla showed us her toys and the huge porcelain ashtray. Laine and Betsy took one of the wood pieces and she saw it so amazed.
"What is this thing?" Betsy asked so curious.
Lyla and me giggled like two girls. Lyla said to me:
"Tell her…
"Okay…" I responded smiling. "It's a cigarette holder…" I said to her.
"A What?" said Laine confused.
I giggled and I took from her hands the wood holder. I took a cigarette pack form my handbag to take five cigarettes and put these one by one on each hole.
"Eh? I don't understand… it works to…" said Laine amazed.
I ended to put the cigarettes in each hole and I turned to Laine trying to guess what she tried to say.
"Yeah… It's to smoke five cigarettes at the same time" I said to her smiling.
"Eh?" exclaimed Laine surprised.
I took my lighter, in a moment, Lyla told me: "Let me help you!" and she took her lighter too, to help me to light up the five cigarettes.
I took the first drag, inhaling a lot of smoke. I felt how the thick smoke crossed my throat and entered to my body softly. I took a little breath with open mouth to sigh slowly the smoke making a thick smoke screen among us.
"Wow! What a lot of smoke!" said Betsy amazed.
I took a little breath to cough a couple of times to clear the thick residual cigarette smoke that I got inside.
"Cough… cough… yeah…" I told to Betsy.
Laine saw the smoke and she saw me cough so amazed. She exclaimed in a moment: "Let me try! Let me try!" asking me the holder.
I giggled glad and I just responded: "Okay".
Laine took the holder and she sipped it and inhaled deeply the smoke a bit anxious. She couldn't blow the smoke. she started to cough breathless, she coughed the smoke until she did a slightly smoke screen among us. Betsy, Lyla and me giggled while Laine was coughing and choking in her own smoke.
"Oh! What a fool!" Lyla exclaimed in a moment.
"Cough… cough… Hey! It's too much smoke for me, I can't smoke like Celia!" said Laine to Lyla.
"Oh! Not that, girl! I just forgot to bring you something to drink!" said Lyla. She stood up from the bed and she spoke. "I have some of whiskey, wanna drink a bit?
"Oh! Yeah! Let me help you!" said Betsy and she stood up from the bed too.
Betsy and Lyla went to a little wood shelf that had little glasses and an elegant crystal bottle of alcohol. They gave us a glass and we drank the alcohol at the time that Lyla was taking more toys from her box.
Lyla took her second wood holder with a hand from, and her black and long holder. Betsy saw amazed the holder and asked for it, but Lyla responded.
"Eh! Nope! This is Celia's holder!
"Eh?" I exclaimed surprised.
I took the black holder. Betsy took the wood holder. We put several cigarettes into those things to start to smoke. Lyla helped us too lighted it up. Eventually, we ended covered by the smoke trail of fifteen cigarettes.
When the huge smoke trail got closer to Lyla. She put a hand in her chest and she breathed deeply with pleasure to exhale in a relaxed sigh.
Suddenly Betsy turned to Lyla, she coughed a couple of times and drank a bit.
"Hey? Don't you have a holder like us?" she asked to Lyla missed.
Lyla giggled and she responded to her glad:
"I've something better…" she said and she took her breather mask.
"Eh? What's that?" asked Laine curiously.
Lyla giggled while she was putting the hoses to it. When ended to put the hoses, she said to us.
"I think it is ready!" she said.
"Eh? But… what is that?" said Betsy amazed.
"Tee-hee… it's a breathing mask, to breathe better your smoke… tee-hee!" she said giggling so glad and a bit anxious.
"Eh? I don't understand…" said Laine confused.
"Tee-hee! Let me show you…" Lyla said and she put the mask in her face and gave us a hose to each one. "Tee-hee! Please Celia told them how to work my toy…" said Lyla to me.
I giggled a bit anxious and I told to Laine and Betsy.
"Blow your cigarette smoke into the hoses to fill the mask after a drag. Lyla will breathe all our smoke with no air…" I said.
"Eh?" exclaimed Laine surprised.
"Tee-hee! Sounds interesting…" said Betsy.
"Okay gals! Time to smoke!" I said glad to them.
We sipped our holder. Laine and Betsy grimaced among a thick smoke trail of their own cigarette smoke while they were taking a bit air to inhale the smoke. then we took our hoses to blow the smoke into it.
Lyla smiled glad and nervous, while the profuse smoke got inside the hoses and covered all of it in an instant, until fill the mask like a thick cream.
The creamy smoke was so thick, it looked like liquid inside the hoses and the mask. Lyla got glad and she smiled, I couldn't see her smile in the dense liquid smoke inside the mask, but her eyes reflected happiness. She closed her eyes and she started to breathe our smoke with joyfulness.
Lyla inhaled so deeply our cigarette smoke, her chest got expanded up to top, after she held the smoke inside herself for a bit, she exhaled relaxed making a little guttural sound as if the smoke was crossing by her air way slowly, filling all herself from inside.
Her second breathe was a bit noisy, her inhale wheezing a bit and her exhale was trembling. She couldn't avoid to grimace so hard. She looked disgusted by our cigarette smoke. she began to cough but she tried to keep it, her coughs were not loud, but we could hear how she was beating her chest and throat in each spasm from inside, trying to hold her coughs.
After a bit trying to breathe correctly among our smoke, she whispered breathless and weakly "I can't breathe…" and she shook her head.
With calm. She took off the breather, and almost immediately, she took a sharp breath and she started to cough loud; hard until she got breathless, gasping for some of air painfully. After cough loud and stifled for several times, she breathed a bit wheezing and turned to us. We were seeing amazed, anybody could think that she needed help and would get worry, but we really were turned on seeing how she was coughing hard in our cigarette smoke. We were captivated by her suffering way to cough.
"Wow! I liked that…" remarked Laine surprised.
"Yeah… me too…" said Betsy amazed too.
After panting a couple of times. Lyla took a shar and wheezing breath seeing us and said a little breathless:
"Okay… Who's next?
Almost immediately Laine took the word saying "I'm the next!". Betsy said too fast almost at the same time "It's my turn!" and they started to fight.
"I wanna try! I wanna try! I wanna try!" cried Betsy despaired.
"Oh! Don't cry like a little girl!" exclaimed Laine.
I giggled and I said to them:
"Why not a round of rock; paper; scissor… winner will take the mask.
"Oh! What a good idea!" said Betsy.
"Yeah!" responded Laine.
Both girls said at the same time "Rock, paper, scissor!". Suddenly Betsy exclaimed "I win!" and Laine cried because she lost.
Lyla giggled and she blew the residual smoke that had the mask to clear it.
"Okay… take it…" she said and she gave the mask to Betsy.
"Thanks!" said Betsy smiling.
Betsy took the mask and she tried to put in her face, she sniffed the mask a little and grimaced hard, she coughed exclaiming: "Oh! God! Smells like smoke as hell!". We only giggled and Betsy put the mask in her face grimacing.
"Ok… cough… cough… I'm ready… cough… cough… I think…" said Betsy doubting and coughing into the mask.
Eventually we giggled anxious, we knew that Betsy will get choke in our smoke as soon we started to fill the mask until the smoke got blast her face into the mask, but I thought it would very funny.
We took a deeply drag of our cigarettes to fill the mask, at the end, Lyla and Laine coughed a couple of times because the dense smoke stela of their own cigarettes. I just got lost in Betsy's face when the liquid smoke started to crush her face.
Betsy got choked, she took off the mask almost immediately and despaired for air she started to gasp for and took deeply breaths and fast, to clear her lungs for the liquid smoke, of course she was coughing choke at the same time.
We started to laugh loud while Betsy was literally breathing for her life and coughing as hell.
"Ok! My turn!" exclaimed Laine so quickly as she could and happy.
"Hey! I couldn't breathe! It was so much smoke!" said Betsy angry.
"Sorry Betsy, but you took off the mask, it's turn to Laine…" said Lyla, she was blowing the smoke from the mask to clear it doing clouds to her face with the smoke that was bouncing to her from inside the mask and hoses.
"That's unfair…" cried Betsy.
We only giggled. Lyla gave the mask to Laine, who took it so anxious and contented. Of course, her smile was erased as soon she smelled the smoke inside the mask.
"Phew! It smells strong!" said Laine doubting about put the mask on her face.
"Do you want to use the mask? It's good if you don't want to use it…" said Lyla a bit worried to her.
"Eh? No… no, no, no… I'm okay… It's okay… tee-hee" said Laine and she giggled doubting.
She put the mask on her face. She began to cough a lot and hard. After coughs she said choked: "Cough… cough…. Okay… cough… cough… I'm ready…" tried to tell us, but her cough made tremble her voice with its hard spasms.
We sipped our cigarettes and took the hoses. The liquid smoke filled the mask slowly since the hoses. When the smoke arrived to Laine's face, she grimaced disgusted.
"Wow… I feel something… something weird…" said Laine disgusted.
"Mmh? Something weird?" Lyla repeated confused.
"Yeha… it's… cough… cough… I feel… eh… it's… as if the smoke stained me… like mud… or… cough! Cough… or something like that…" said Laine coughing inside the mask.
"It's okay… just breathe it, it's the only way to clear the smoke…" I said to Laine.
"Yep… smoke has only one way to get cleared, and it is your air way! Tee-hee!" said Lyla and giggled.
"Yeah!" I added to her glad.
Laine smiled to us and she coughed so loud a couple of times, but she continued breathing our smoke inside the mask.
"Mmh! She's coughing! I think it's someone else's turn…" exclaimed Betsy a bit angry.
"No, no… she's coughing, but she still hasn't taken off the mask…" said Lyla to her. Betsy just grimaced.
Annoyed, Betsy took her hose and she sipped her holder to do more liquid smoke to Laine. I giggled, and I took a drag of mine too, of course, Lyla followed me.
We did more smoke to Laine. Laine looked so uncomfortable and repulsed; she did a disgusted face into the mask while was receiving the liquid smoke from the hoses.
She coughed about to puke, and she took off the mask almost immediately. We laughed loud while Laine was fighting for her life trying to take a breath and cough to expelled the heavy smoke that she had inhaled.
"Okay! I wanna try again!" exclaimed Betsy with eagerness.
"No, no… it's Celia's turn…" said Lyla to her.
"Oh! C'mon!" said Betsy.
"Nope…" said Lyla while she was clearing the mask of the remained smoke that had inside.
Lyla gave me the mask; I gave to her my holder. I took the mask so anxious, I thought that I would get choked like the girls, but it wasn't. I fell in love by the strong smell of cigarette smoke. I couldn't avoid to breathe deeply thinking that I was inhaling the smoke of the girls and my own. I sighed relieved inside the mask after inhaled the residual fumes into it.
"Wow…" exclaimed Betsy surprised as soon as she saw me inhaling tranquil the smell of the cigarette smoke into the mask.
"Eh…" exclaimed Laine, she was so red, I thought that she got turned on, or she was embarrassed, or she was drunk.
"Tee-hee! Simply Lovely!" giggled Lyla a bit turned on.
I coughed a couple of times to pretending getting choke by the strong cigarette smoke smell, then; and I said to the group.
"I'm ready…