My Smoky Ladies - chapter 1 / 5 - Sex Stories

My Smoky Ladies - chapter 1 / 5

... of the pack, pulled a cigarette out, and inserted it between her lips. She lit it and started inhaling as the paper landed on the table. She was clearly a practiced smoker already.

I watched as she rapidly puffed and blew out clouds several times. She sighed in contentment and smiled, then leisurely took a long drag. I recorded her smoking and stared, forgetting to ask my questions until she put it out and lit another. I asked, "Do you like to smoke?"

She laughed. "VERY MUCH!" She smoothly exhaled a thin white stream and took another puff.

"When did you start smoking?"

"On spring break, four months ago."

"How old were you?"

"Thirteen, like I am now."

"Did you ever see somebody who just started smoking?"

"Yes. Lots."

"Have you given new smokers pointers?"

She nodded. "I have."

"Did they continue to smoke?"

"Yes."

"Did you notice an addiction?"

"Yes."

I asked, "How long did it take before they liked to smoke?"

"Probably a week or two. They're funny. The first time they inhale a big puff without coughing, they're all proud, like 'Look what I can do!'" She giggled, though she had probably done the same only a few months earlier.

"That's all my questions, but you can smoke some more if you want."

"Thanks."

I recorded her smoking another cigarette and playing with her long blonde hair. When she stood up to leave, I said, "Here's your fifty."

She took the cash from the table. "Thank you!"

"I noticed that your mother ...

... smokes too. Do you think she would be willing to do an interview with me?"

"Fifty bucks just to sit and talk? She'd be crazy not to!"

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A few days later I watched Cassie's mother Felicia walk across the alley to my house for her interview. I thought her curly blonde hair was pretty but stared at her long legs and her dangerously high yellow heels. Her orange and yellow skirt ended just above her knees. The plunging neckline of her dark top exposed at least a quarter of her large breasts.

She had a little extra weight around her middle, but I thought most men would still like her body. She had bright red fingernails and lips, along with a large gold pendant on her necklace which drew my attention to her cleavage even more. When she walked in the door, I could smell a nice perfume and fresh nail polish. I noticed she wore a thick gold bracelet which matched the watch on her other wrist. She had six rings on her fingers, including her wedding ring.

I told her, "My studio is in the basement. Please follow me."

She asked, "Cassie said it's fifty to just talk for half an hour?"

"Yes. That's what I pay all my research subjects."

"Great! We can really use it."

As I got to the bottom of the basement stairs and walked to the camera, I said, "Please have a seat. If you'd like to smoke down here, that's fine." I clicked the camera on. "I'm the only one who will see the recording. Anything you say or do here is confidential."

She sat at the table and commented, ...