Attractive Spouse Engaged in Smoking
Rachel first began smoking at age 15, and managed to kick the habit by the time she turned 25. This was a year before she met her future husband, Andrew. Though she had successfully quit, Rachel often found herself questioning whether she should start smoking again. These thoughts were especially strong when she drank alcohol or experienced stress.
Rachel, a 32-year-old brunette, realized these desires stemmed from her inner demons. There was no legitimate reason for her to smoke, so she constantly reminded herself that she was no longer a smoker. However, one day while looking through Andrew's closet, she discovered a stash of porn magazines and DVDs at the bottom of his side of the wardrobe. She was first shocked, but then realized her husband must have been hiding these items out of embarrassment. Rachel knew that he watched porn online, so she wasn't surprised that he owned such materials.
What did surprise her, however, was when she found a collection of smoking fetish porn. She was intrigued, flipping through the images and DVDs, suddenly giggling as she imagined her husband's reaction if he found out her dirty little secret. She'd always enjoyed reading saucy erotica and pleasuring herself while fantasizing about group sex.
Though Andrew was generally laid-back, Rachel decided not to mention her discovery. She feared it might cause an argument. Instead, she chastised herself for tempting her inner demons with another reason to smoke. The thought of starting again again haunted her.
Despite her efforts, Rachel began to feel the cravings of a smoker, as if she'd only quit yesterday instead of seven years ago. At one point, she nearly purchased a pack of Marlboro Gold cigarettes. Finally, she decided to watch the porn she'd discovered.
Rachel soon found herself buying her first cigarette in years. The delight she felt was mixed with trepidation, as she wondered if she was the only one hiding her secret. Her husband could have easily been hiding the porn for a friend. But the taste of the cigarette felt like a long-lost friend was finally returning. Closing her eyes, she exhaled stream after stream of thick, delicious smoke from her pursed lips.
Rachel then considered how to smoke for her husband's enjoyment. She wanted to surprise him and satisfy his needs, but wasn't sure how to do so without feeling self-conscious. She pondered whether she would have started smoking sooner if she'd known about his fetish.
On a beautiful Saturday in July, Rachel and Andrew decided to go for a walk in the countryside, thinking it might end in a quickie. Rachel was wearing a summer dress and flat shoes that flaunted her curves. Unknowingly, she brought the pack of Marlboro Gold cigarettes with her, unable to return them to their hiding place before leaving.
As they walked along a worn, beaten track, the couple held hands and enjoyed the sun. Andrew's arousal was clear, and Rachel felt her own desires grow stronger.
"We haven't done it outdoors in ages," Andrew teased his wife.
"I think it's about time," Rachel replied.
Andrew grinned, recognizing her hidden desire. He took his wife's hand and took her into the woods. "I think I'll take you against this old tree," he said. "I bet it's seen some action in its lifetme."
"Oops!" Rachel gasped, her handbag caught on some unruly brambles. As she carefully freed it, her eye fell on the packet of Marlboro Gold. She'd forgotten to put them back at home. Instruction:Paraphrase this text.
Without thinking, she knew she had to conceal the cigarettes from her husband, so she could hide them. Then, a playful grin crossed her face. It was him who had led her to buy cigarettes in the first place. Rachel held her bag against her, then allowed Andrew to embrace her while he kissed her lips.
As they stood there, she was 5 inches shorter than him at 5'6". Andrew held her close while he gently pressed her back against the tree. They both became entranced in each other, their tongues intertwined for a moment. Their rapid breaths indicated their increasing desire.
Andrew tenderly touched Rachel's full breasts, squeezing them beneath her dress. She softly moaned as she felt his strong fingers press into her chest. He then started unbuttoning her dress, moving it lower and lower.
Rachel, gasping, removed her husband's belt and unzipped his shorts. She then reached inside and pulled out his stiff member. Her husband, in turn, unfastened her bra.
They urgently needed each other, both eager to indulge in their animalistic desires.
As her husband continued to fondle her breasts with his hands, Rachel stroked his cock. Both were extremely aroused, eager to ravage each other.
Taking his chest in his hands, Rachel began to subtly tug on his nipples while gently biting them. His hands found her full breasts and slowly caressed them, leading her flesh to yield to his demanding fingers. The combination of those sensations increased her arousal.
She was no longer afraid her husband might react negatively to the cigarettes in her bag. She allowed him to take off his t-shirt while she eagerly kissed him, gradually making her way down to his stomach. Her husband's excited breathing made his eyes closed in anticipation of his cock being sucked.
With no warning, Rachel stopped sucking his hard cock and got up from her knees. Now eye-level with him, she reached for something hidden within her bag. She opened the packet and pulled out a cigarette. The situation was suddenly tense.
"What are you doing with these?" he exclaimed, almost in disbelief as Rachel brought a Marlboro Gold to her lips.
"I didn't know you'd enjoy this," she quipped, returning to sucking his cock. But instead of letting him go completely unaware, she turned to him with a mischievous smile.
"As a friend told me earlier, 'you should have told me about your smoking fetish.' I did smoke for ten years before we met, you know?" Now, with an exaggerated smirk, she took another drag on the cigarette.
"But, Rach…" Both had lost their breath from shock, but Andrew couldn't stop himself from interrupting her.
"Just go with the flow, sweetheart. Don't stress about it." Rachel made it her mission to surprise her husband that night in more ways than one. She took over his cock, her hand stroking it as she lifted the lit cigarette from her mouth.
They hadn't seen this side of her, so her husband gasped. But his emotions overpowered his arousal. His confusion about the entire situation caused him to lose control of his train of thought and a powerful orgasm took over him. Rachel was amused by her husband's response, similar to a wild animal.
After allowing her husband to finish, Rachel took her cigarettes and ash tray from her bag. She sat on the ground with light scrapes on her knees before putting on her shoes. Her husband pulled her by the hand back to her feet and held her skin-tight against him.
A dull gaze on her face, she put the cigarette out and leaned into kissing her husband. She laid her head on his shoulder, slightly out of breath. His fingers tangled in her hair while they stood there, clearly comfortable in each other's arms.
She saw the cigarette dangling from her lips, lit and freshly smoked. In slow motion, her husband watched her draw in the smoke, close his eyes, then exhale towards his genitals. Her lips worshipped his cock as it jerked in her hand.
Andrew's confusion deepened as he gazed at his wife sucking a cigarette. He remembered the conversation they'd had about her quitting chain-smoking years ago. This moment, the details were unclear. But his wife's expertise in smoking made him forget about the issue at hand and revel in the thrill he never expected to experience.
And there she was - presenting herself like a sultry wild woman. Upon opening her bag, he was pleasantly greeted by the sight of her cigarette pack and lighter. It was as if she'd never given up smoking. A thought crossed his mind as he watched her stroke his cock with the warmth of smoke on her lips, much like a creator set in their ways. She'd always been unpredictable to him, never one to abide by societal norms.
With a thoroughly unexpected experience, Rachel had taken the lead in their passion, not worrying about her husband's possible disapproval. While he stared at her lovingly, she took another drag. And to his disbelief, an unfamiliar heat was returning. He was ready for joyful surprises in their marriage; a form of line-crossing unrestraint was thrilling to him. For that moment, they became one.
The eyes of the couple were locked together as they shared something passionate in the woods. Andy didn't want to break eye contact or close his eyes as he took deep breaths and moaned. He wanted to relish each puff, each moment of his wife giving him his first smoky blowjob.
The fresh scent of the surrounding trees soon gave way to the pungent smell of cigarette smoke, but the odor coming from his wife's mouth aroused Andy. He was mesmerized by how attractive and sensual she looked.
Rachel flicked the ash and gave her husband a very seductive smile. She put the cigarette between her lips, her cheeks sinking in, as she moved her hand up and down his shaft, taking her time. There was no need for haste, she thought to herself.
"You've never looked so damn filthy and sexy before," Andy groaned, amazed to watch his wife inhale a large ball of smoke and then the head of his glistening cock. "Ohhhhhh!"
Rachel was also amazed to see her husband so turned on and hypnotized. She inhaled her last drag, inhaled, then wrapped her smokey lips around him once more. Andy shook his head in disbelief as his wife's head bobbed along his cock with smoke coming out of her nostrils.
His frequent grunts and the taste of precum alerted Rachel. While she wanted to finish the blowjob and taste her husband's fresh sperm, her pussy lips were open, waiting, demanding action.
"Fuck me," she whispered playfully. She stood up and crushed out the cigarette with her foot.
"Light another one," Andy begged. He picked up the pack of Marlboro Gold and the lighter and handed them over to his wife. He then stood there impatiently, watching, stroking his cock.
Rachel laughed, eager to fulfill her husband's wish. She took a new cork filter and placed it between her lips. She lit the cigarette, never taking her eyes off Andy until she took a puff and blew a thick, continuous stream into his face. He coughed and blinked at the scene. "Do you promise to fuck me rough, honey?" she teased.
Rachel bent down, exposed her ass, and stuck her butt against the tree. She took a drag, then got up and turned around. Andy spanked her ass hard and pulled her panties down just enough to get between her legs.
"Stay smoking like a dirty slut while I fuck you like one!" he snarled. "Take a puff and spread your legs. Your pussy is about to be demolished!"
"Mmm... you bad, bad boy, Andy," Rachel teased once more as she took a long puff and spread her legs even wider.
Not wanting to smoke too quickly, she held the smoke in her lungs until her husband entered her. When he was close, he lubricated his cock with her copious glistenings, then he slowly slid inside her dripping cavity.
As Andy's thick cock filled the tight haven of Rachel's wettest pussy, she exhaled a thick cloud of smoke at the old tree. The couple grunted in unison. Then, husband fucked wife with long, deep thrusts while wife took long, deep drags from her cigarette.
"I can't believe you're smoking," Andy grunted. "You look so hot and sexy!"
Rachel removed the cigarette from her mouth and inhaled the swirling ball of smoke. Moaning against the tree as she was fucked, her juices poured out around Andy's cock. Rachel looked over her shoulder at her husband. "Do you like having a hot, smoking wife, honey?" she panted.
"You have no idea!" Andy groaned. "Fill that pretty little mouth with smoke, baby, while I fill your pussy with cum!"
Rachel obeyed her husband's command. She felt filthy, being fucked in the woods like that. Bent over against a tree, naked except for her panties around her hips and the shoes on her feet. Taking it hard from behind while she sucked on a cigarette.
She also felt pride in being able to satisfy her husband's smoking fetish, although she didn't quite understand what it meant to him yet. From what she could tell, simply allowing him to fuck her while she smoked a cigarette was all he desired.
"Ohhh, I can't believe you're smoking," Andy groaned. "You look so hot and sexy!"
Rachel took the cigarette from her mouth and inhaled smoke. She groaned against the tree, her pussy stuffed with cock, being fucked into an orgasm. Her pussy contracted with juices, bathing Andy's cock. He grunted from his throat, thrusting harder. Rachel knew he was about to cum.
"Yes! Fuck me, baby! Make me come with you!" she cried out, draining her last drag.
As Rachel inhaled, her orgasm struck. The smoky substance filled her lungs, only to be expelled in a thick cloud of delight a few seconds later. The intensity of her climax was prominent. She tossed away the cigarette and grasped onto the tree for balance.
Next, Andrew pushed his erection deep into his smoking partner and released himself. He held her breasts tightly, inhaling heavily until her vagina had absorbed every last drop of sperm he had to give her. He lingered for a little longer, trying to regain his breath.
"Wow, Rachel," he panted, eventually retracting his member and fastening his trousers. "How did you discover my smoking fetish?"
Rachel collected her clothes and rapidly dressed herself. "To be honest, I stumbled upon it by accident," she grinned, encapsulating her breasts in her bra.
"Ah, damn! I thought I'd disposed of those items," he remarked. "Also, I panicked when I realized you had browsed my internet history."
"What else have you been keeping from me all these years?" Rachel chuckled while buttoning up her dress. She had faith that her husband wasn't into anything illegal or extreme.
"I vow that I only watch porn once a week. But, when I do, it revolves around smoking. However, I haven't utilized the items in the closet for ages. Did you actually smoke before we got together?"
Escaping the woods and returning to the pathway, the couple returned to normal routines. "I began smoking in my late teens and quit in my thirties. It became expensive, and I developed a troublesome cough," Rachel informed him.
"So why are you smoking again right now? When did you recommence this habit?" Andrew asked, expressing his astonishment at their recent encounter.
"I intended to astonish you, satisfy your smoking desires if that's what you enjoy," Rachel replied.
"That was incredibly hot, but does this mean you've officially resumed smoking?" Andrew smirked, pondering their future.
"I haven't contemplated how often or when I'll do it. Maybe we can establish a compromise. Would you be content with me smoking only during instances when I'm fulfilling your fantasies?"
Andrew stopped them on their journey and stared intensely into her eyes. "I've always wanted various smoking-related scenarios, and you just delivered a dream come true. However, I want to ensure your health doesn't suffer."
"We could potentially negotiate a solution," Rachel winked, wishing to learn about her husband's fanciful smoking scenarios.
Andrew chortled nervously. "Sure, I'll share them with you."
"Then inform me, and I'll see if I can grant your wishes," Rachel giggled.
Andrew and Rachel continued walking, both turning over possible scenarios in their minds. A new era in their marriage was set to emerge...
