My Smoky Ladies - chapter 4 - Sex Stories

My Smoky Ladies - chapter 4

... I’ll find a way for us to be happy.”

“Are you sure? No more watching me suck on cigarettes?”

I wiped away another tear and forced the involuntary fist in my left hand to relax. “I … That doesn’t matter. I love you for you, not the smoking.”

“Good.” She pulled a cigarette from her purse and lit it, then laughed. “Hahahaha! Sorry, but I needed to know. You should have seen the look on your face!” She took a big puff and blew smoke at me.

My huge smile matched hers. I swatted her butt lightly and playfully said, “Naughty girl! You lied to me!”

She licked her lips and asked, “Can I make it up to you by smoking your dick?”

I’d wanted that for a decade! “PLEASE!” I heard my excessively loud plea echo off nearby buildings and blushed.

She opened the back door on the driver’s side of my car and said, “Mom and the kids are asleep. Get in.” She followed and gave me the best blowjob I’d ever had, hunched over in the cramped confines of the back seat. It was Heavenly to feel her licking and sucking me between puffs from her cigarette. Other than the glow from the cig’s smoldering cherry, I couldn’t see much in the near darkness, but it felt AMAZING! Just before I climaxed, I regretted not having time to set up my low light camera and record it. As my groin spasmed and I started pumping semen into her mouth, I reassured myself the camera was in the trunk and I’d have plenty of time with her later.

After swallowing and zipping me up, she sat up and lit another ...

... cigarette. “I need to go in soon. Come back at 7:30. We’ll have a talk with Mom after the kids go to school.” I fondled her big breasts and played with her hair as she smoked in the dark, then drove to the hotel after she went inside.

When I returned in the morning, she unnecessarily introduced me to her daughters and mother. “Carrie, Sherry, this is my friend Craig. You met him the time we stayed at his house. I might be leaving to spend some time with him, but I’ll be back before long. Be good for your grandma if I’m away. Don’t forget your lunches.” The girls nodded as they grabbed the paper bags with their names on them and left for the bus stop.

“Craig, I think you know my mother, Felicia.”

I held out my hand. “Hi, again, Felicia.” Felicia knew what my semen tasted like, and I knew how great the inside of her ass felt on my cock. Cassie only knew we had been neighbors and I interviewed her a few times ten years before.

Felicia asked, “Cassie says she’s going to do some things for you, and you’ll give her a car?”

“Um …”

Cassie said, “I found a good used car and my uncle checked it for me. He’s a mechanic. For the car and the divorce, I need $15,000.” I felt a tickle in my throat and coughed. She said, “If that’s too much …”

“No, I can afford that.” I still had ten times that in the bank and a few million in the stock market since my wealthy parents passed away when I was in college.

Cassie started to choke up as she asked, “So, how long …” She blushed ...