Recently my mom started to smoke since she dated by Karol, but I really wished to know if they have been having sex. I mean, I just wanted to know it, nothing naughty, because, I thought that if my mom had sex with Karol, how it was? Karol smoked her cigarettes as a chimney, in some occasions she made me cough. Do Karol smoke after sex o during sex? Do my mom smokes with Karol during sex or after sex? How can someone can have sex without getting injured by the hot tip of the cigarette? How does a smoky kiss feel? How does Karol kiss with smoke?
All of those questions made me horny. I wanted to fingered myself in bed thinking about my mom and Karol wallow over the bed, sweating; leaving wet the bed among their cigarettes smoke. I just wanted to inhaled deeply their smoke while they were smoking, but my mom hated to smoke in front of me, so, I was alone with my thoughts in my mind.
It was an afternoon in my house, I was making my homework and chatting with friends in my cellphone. I was in my room in the second floor. Karol came to visit that afternoon, she took me at home, since I arrived, after dinner, they stayed chatting in the living room, smoking and drinking a bit. I could to hear her giggles and parts of their conversations.
My home smelt too strong like smoke, in a moment, I started to hear silence for a bit. I was thirsty, so I ignored the silence and I went stairs down for some of water. When I arrived to the living room, I got a surprise.
"Mom!" I screamed despaired. Karol was kissing my mom in her mouth, eventually my mom jumped to quit her lips from her, and coughed a lot of smoke almost immediately. Karol was kissing her while smoking, literally, she filled my mom with her cigarette smoke deeply with that kiss.
"Sweetie!" said my mom surprised among a slight smoke screen.
I got a bit jealous; I wished a kiss like that from Karol. I got a bit sad and I reincorporated myself to say "So sorry… I just wanted a bit of water" shamed, because I surprised my mom kissing my teacher.
Karol giggled and smiled discreetly and naughty behind a smoke stela from her cigarette, then she sipped it and inhaled so much smoke to exhale it in a deeply sigh.
"Eh… sweetie… I think you…" said my mom a bit angry and doubting.
"It's okay…" interrupted Karol with residual smoke in each word.
"Eh?" exclaimed my mom.
"I think I need to go… that's all…" said Karol and she left dangling her cigarette in her lips while she was taking her heels.
"Eh… wa…wait…" my mom tried to stop her.
Karol continued walking and she only saw me and winked me a bit naughty. I didn't know what I was feeling, it was a sensation in my stomach, I liked it.
My mom followed Karol to the garage, where was her car. Karol smiled and she whispered something to her hear, my mom giggled like a little girl. I saw all behind the door. My mom just left her go smiling, she opened the garage door and Karol rode her car.
Karol and my mom shared some words that I couldn't hear because Karol's car was too loud. Then Karol laughed and my mom giggled then; she pumped the pedal of her car doing a lot of smog to my garage with her car emissions, she only said "See you later!" with a lustful tone to my mom and she went from my home.
She left my garage full of exhaust fumes, the air turned gray into my garage for all of that smog from her emissions. I couldn't see my mom among all of that smog, I needed a fog lamp to see her. I walked through the thick smoke coughing by the heavy smell of burned fuel of the exhaust fumes to arrive to my mom. She was not coughing, she looked so happy among the dense smog.
She only giggled and told me:
"Sweetie, wanna snack?" she said to me so happy and warm.
"Mmh…" I nodded.
At the next day. I was outside the school. I was walking alone because my friend went to her home with her mother. I was in the sidewalk. On the roadway a car passed and overtook me; leaving me a thick cloud of exhaust fumes. I closed my eyes; I held my breath and I put both hands in my mouth and nose to avoid to breathe the heavy smog in the air.
Among the cloud of burned fuel, I could see that was Karol's car. She was waiting for me.
I walked through the dense cloud of emissions of her car holding my breath, trying to do not inhale it. When I arrived to her; she put down the window. She was smoking as usually with the windows up and her car was full of cigarette smoke.
"Hi…" she told me softly and a bit naughty such as was her habitually tone.
"Eh… hi…" I responded a bit anxious because the air was smelly as hell between her dense cigarette smoke and her heavy car emissions.
"Wanna a ride?" she asked me naughty, I thought that she was a bit horny for something.
"Yeah…" I responded a bit breathless because it was too hard to breathe in that dense ambient.
She took me at home, of course, on the way she was smoking her cigarette filling the car with her cigarette smoke. She had an ashtray; she gave me it to hold it up on the trip. Each time she had a long way of ashes; I approached the ashtray to her so she could put her ashes into it; leaving me a lot of smoke in the process. At midway to my house, she got the cigarette end, but she didn't put off the cigarette butt into the ashtray, she only put it on it leave smoke until it got off by its own.
Of course, I loved to see so close the dense smoke trail with the residual tobacco burning in the cigarette's butt, and it was stained by her strong red lipstick, I was seeing the stained smoky butt in the ashtray when she took another one from her cigarette pack, she lighted it up and she took a deeply drag to blow the smoke to my face in a heavy cloud of smoke.
I loved it, every time she exhaled a dense smoke cloud to me, I inhaled deeply as sign of my love to her clouds. She giggled a couple of times and hawked softly among her dense smoke cloud.
She was my Smoqueen, and I was her maid falling in love to her cigarette smoke.
When we arrived. I got a bit sad, because I loved to breathe her cigarette smoke in the pretty close space that was her car. She did the final drag to her cigarette and she put the smoky butt in the ashtray without put off it on it.
"And… done out" she said with residual smoke in each word.
"Mmh…" I nodded, then I turned my head for a side to took a sharp breath to cough a couple of times a bit, trying to do not dissipate the ashes on the car. My body was happy breathing her smoke. Karol giggled softly while I was coughing.
"Well… You're here…" she said to me.
"Yeah… time to go…" I said a bit sad.
"What happen?" questioned Karol to me.
"I wished to be in a longer trip to breathe more of your smoke… it is all… I loved your smoke and your smoking way…" I said to her a bit nervous and shamed.
She giggled a bit and she started to pump the accelerator of the car. In an instant a lot of gray smog took the car trunk in a profuse cloud.
"Wow…" I said amazed by the amount of gray smoke behind us. I turned to Karol and I questioned "Why do you love so much to do smog with your car? Don't you get afraid for the air pollution?" I said to her.
She laughed loud and she responded to me:
"I'm a smoker, cigarette smoke it's air pollution too, and you love it… but, I'm curious, what do you think about car's emissions… I mean… exhaust fumes?" she asked to me.
"I don't know… I think your smoke, your cigarette smoke is amazing, because it looks so pretty in the air, like a decoration, but… smog is… I don't know… I love the clouds of smoke that you can do with your cigarette, but I get a bit anxious, shamed and a bit worried by your car emissions…" I responded to her.
Karol giggled and she pumped the pedal with her black heels doing a more of gray smoke behind us, then she saw behind to move back the car into the smog. Once inside the smog, Karol opened her window and smog started to get inside the car filling it slowly.
I saw scared how the heavy smog was getting inside the car like a soft cotton cloud, when I felt the smell of the burned fuel, I held my breath trying to do not inhale it, for another part, Karol looked turned on. She started to caress the smog in the air gently.
"I don't know too why I love smoke, I love to see clouds of smoke around me, that's the reason that I smoke, because I love to see the smoke while I'm smoking, I inhale so deeply only to do dense clouds of smoke to me. I think it is a bit weird… but, I love it… and, after… the smog… Smog is cool, I like to see how a car emits a lot of it easily and fast, filling the road with exhaust fumes, I like to think how my car is emitting smoke, its exhaust pipes literally are vomiting and vomiting cloud after cloud in a column of smoke against the floor, doing smog…" she told me and she added to me. "Do you know the difference between smoke and smog?
"Nope…" I responded trying to breathe properly.
"Smoke is a lot of little particles suspended in the air as a result of a combustion… smog, is almost the same, but it appears by an incomplete combustion of fuel in car motor or another vehicle, and it can take the air like a mist… a fog, smoke and fog, are not the same, fog appears by water vapor, and… smoke by the combustion of solid stuff, but smog appeared for burn fuel in a vehicle… smog is the result to burn fuel… I don't know exactly, but smog is the result of the union of the words smoke and fog… I like it… smog… tee-hee" she said and she giggled glad. "Well, don't you think smog is… beautiful like smoke?" she added to me.
I couldn't hold my breath for so more, I inhaled the heavy smog inside the car, eventually I got choked into in and I started to cough a lot breathless.
"Cough! Cough… yeah… amazing… cough… cough!" I tried to responded breathless among my own coughs.
"Yeah… that's it…" she whispered softly.
Karol took a sharp breath and she started to cough hard with me, until she got breathless. Then she moved the car forward and opened all the windows.
"Of course… it is too toxic…" she said lascivious tone almost moaning.
"Mmh…" I nodded to her a bit anxious and embarrassed.
She giggled and she touch my nose tip with her finger.
"You're like your mom…" she told me softly almost whispered.
"Eh?" I exclaimed a bit confused.
She only giggled so glad and smiling to me then she said me "Well time to go…".
I got out the car she smiled me and pumped the pedal again.
"Good bye …" she said me and she go leaving me a thick smog from behind.
I stayed there a bit only to see the dense smog that she did with her car emissions, until it got dissolve in the air. "She was right… it's amazing" I thought while the smog was upping to the sky while was getting dissolving, with a feeling mix about worry, horny, anxious and shamed, because it was air pollution, but a pretty air pollution. Beautiful like her.
I took my night thinking what do she said that I'm like my mom. That night my mom was smoking in the living room, as a miracle.
I didn't think that two times, I got closer to her, I went stairs down only to see her smoking her cigarette.
"Hi…" I saluted my mom.
"Oh, sweetie… tee-hee… sorry, I don't know what…" she said.
"It's okay, it's okay… I just… I…" I doubted.
"You?" said my mom.
She looked incredible, she was too thin, her eyes were as big and bright as a cat's, her skin was white and her hair was long, black and straight. There was a huge cigarette smoke screen between us.
"I just want to ask if you still how to do smoke rings?" I said to her while I was taking a sit next to her and close in the sofa.
"Of course, yes…" she responded to me.
My mom sipped her cigarette with her pink lips and she inhaled the smoke so discreetly. Then she opened her mouth doing a creamy smoke cloud, then she started to move her mouth blowing the smoke doing rings.
I giggled glad and I played with some rings dissolving it with a finger. My mom giggled and she sipped her cigarette again and she did heavier smoke rings. I saw the thick smoke rings amazed, then my mom turned to me and she blew me the last ring to my face. She surprised me with that last smoke ring and I inhaled accidentally it in a bit, then I got choked and I couldn't avoid to hawk softly.
"Oh… sorry sweetie, was not my intentions, my bad…" she said a bit worried.
I giggled so happy and I responded "It's okay mom… it's okay, don't worry…".
My mom smiled to me and she put off the cigarette in the ashtray.
"Well, that's all… smoking is bad for health… and I don't want you to become a smoker" she said to me while she was fanning the smoke that she had done with a hand.
"Oh… mom!" I exclaimed.
"Oh no! Nothing for mom… I said!" she told me.
She saw me smiling and she hugged me and gave me a kiss in my front.
"Good night sweetie…" she said to me. I held my breath to prevent inhale her smokers breath, I guess that she forgot again it. Anyway, some of the smell penetrated in my nose and I couldn't avoid to grimace.
My mom laughed and said:
"Ha ha… oh sweetie… sorry…" said my mom while she covered her mouth with a hand.
I giggled to her and I smiled. Later, we went to sleep.