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Warning: this story contains non-tobacco smoking.
This is the third part of the series “The Valedictorian”.
On Thursday afternoon, Tim’s car pulls up in the driveway, and Sherri’s heart starts racing. She grabs the pack of Virginia Slims from the kitchen counter and slips them into her pocket, feeling like a teenager sneaking out to meet a boy for the first time. Rachel gives her a knowing smile, noticing the cigarette pack. “You don’t have to hide those from me,” she says, winking. “I won’t tell anyone.”
Her mother’s approval sends a thrill through Sherri, and she feels a mix of excitement and trepidation as she heads over out. “She says, I like your better and they are sexier, but I probably won’t smoke too much.” Her mother looks at her and says. “Sexier huh.” She knows she is going to smoke. Sherri looks at her mother and is embarrasses….she goes out the door.
As Tim’s car pulls into the driveway, Sherri’s nerves kick into overdrive. She’s thought about this moment all week, playing out scenarios in her head, but nothing quite prepares her for the reality of seeing him again. He steps out, looking as handsome as ever, and her heart skips a beat. She slides into the passenger seat, and before she can say anything, he leans over and kisses her deeply.
“I’ve missed you,” he whispers against her lips, his hands finding their way into her hair. She smiles, feeling a warmth spread through her. “I’ve been thinking about you non-stop,” he confesses, his eyes searching hers.
Her heart skips a beat. “Me too,” she murmurs, her voice a soft caress. “I have a surprise for you,” she adds, her eyes sparkling with mischief. His smile widens, and she can see the excitement building in his gaze. The pull into his driveway. The get up to his room and they are all over each other, kissing deeply as they take each other cloths off and fall into bed.
He stops and says so what you got for me. She pulls out the Virginia Slim 120 menthol He smiles, he says, “those are sexy cigarettes”. She smiles and opens the pack and pulls one out. “Light mister?” He smiles and lights the cigarette. She does a nice double pump snap inhale and releases the smoke as she watches his dick. It starts to rise. She takes another drag and blows the smoke on his dick. It comes to full attention. She looks at him. He says, “wow”. She says, “I want to suck on your dick, but I have never done it before so be patient.”
He looks at her and says “you don’t have too”. She says, “I want too, but I want a couple bong hits first.” Tim smiles, a devilish glint in his eye, and pulls out the bong from his closet. It’s a sleek piece of glass, the size of a soda bottle with a wide base, perfect for filling with water and ice to cool the smoke. He takes his time packing the bowl, his fingers deftly manipulating the sticky buds until they’re perfectly distributed. He lights the lighter, the flame kissing the glass, and takes a deep hit.
Sherri’s eyes follow the arc of the smoke as it leaves Tim’s mouth, watching it swirl and dissipate in the air. She can’t help but crave the sensation of it filling her own lungs, the warm buzz that follows. She grabs his head, pulling him closer, and whispers, “Blow it into me.” Tim obliges, sending a plume of smoke into her eager mouth. She holds it, savoring the feeling of his breath mingling with the sweet scent of weed.
Her eyes sparkle with excitement as she reaches for the bong, her hand trembling with anticipation. She takes a massive hit, the smoke filling her chest, making her breasts swell. Tim’s gaze drops to her perfect tits, the fabric of her shirt straining with each inhale. She holds the hit as long as she can, feeling the pressure build until she can’t contain it anymore. With a playful grin, she leans in and blows the smoke directly onto his erect cock. It twitches in response, and she giggles, the sound light and airy.
Without missing a beat, she leans down, her mouth wrapping around his shaft. He feels the warmth of her breath, the smoke escaping from her nose and mouth as she takes him in. The sensation is like nothing he’s ever experienced—hot and wet, with the faint minty scent of Rachel’s cigarette lingering on her breath. He groans, his hands reflexively tightening in her hair as she takes him deeper.
Sherri’s eyes meet Tim’s, glazed with a mix of lust and the last remnants of the high. She’s in uncharted territory, but with every moan he makes, she feels more confident, more in control. Rachel’s words from the night before echo in her mind, a gentle encouragement to explore and enjoy. She pulls back, a string of saliva connecting them, and says, “I want to try something.” Tim’s eyes widen in anticipation. “What’s that?” he asks, his voice thick with desire.
Sherri takes a moment to compose herself, the haze of the smoke still clouding her senses. “I want to try a smoke blowjob,” she says, her voice low and sultry. Tim’s face lights up, a look of pure amazement.
She places the cigarette between her lips, and she takes a deep drag, feeling the burn all the way down to her chest. She looks at him, her eyes glazed with the high, and a newfound sense of power. She releases the smoke, watching it wrap around them like a silky veil.
Her cheeks hollowing as she inhales the cigarette. Her mouth returns to his cock, sucking him in deeply, the smoke mixes with the heat of her mouth, creating a sensation that’s both alien and exhilarating. He groans, his body tightening as she works her magic. As she is blowing smoke on his dick he is taking large deep drags of his cigarette. She watches the pleasure on his face as she sucks his dick and blows smoke on it. The ecstasy she sees in his face as he exhales the smoke is a turn on to her. She takes big drags and sucks his dick hard going down, not deep throat but deep enough. On her third drag as she comes down on his dick, he groans and takes a massive drag of his own cigarette. She releases the smoke with his dick in her mouth and explodes, pushing into her mouth. She is surprised buy the come, not expecting it yet. She spits it out and makes a face. “I wasn’t’ expecting that yet.” He smiles and says, “Me either, i couldn’t help it, it was so erotic, and you are so hot and sexy smoking.” She grabs his shirt from the floor and wipes her face off. She smiles and says, “so i did it right” he says, “Oh hell yes!”
They lay there, panting and exhausted, their bodies intertwined. Tim’s eyes are half-closed, his chest rising and falling with each deep breath. Sherri lies next to him, her hand resting on his thigh, her own cigarette still smoldering in the ashtray. She can’t believe how much she’s grown to enjoy this ritual, this shared moment of intimacy.
“It’s your turn,” he says, his voice a low rumble in the quiet room. “I’m going to need to rest up for round two.” He winks at her, his grin wide and teasing. Sherri giggles, feeling a thrill of excitement run through her as she takes another cigarette from the pack. “These really are my favorite,” she says, twirling it between her fingers. “The menthol is so cool, and they’re just so elegant.” Tim nods, his eyes never leaving hers. “I can see why,” he murmurs, his voice thick with lust. “They suit you perfectly.”
Sherri takes a deep drag of her cigarette, letting the smoke linger in her mouth. She leans back against the pillows, her legs spread wide, revealing her glistening pussy to Tim. She passes the cigarette to him, and he takes a drag before handing it back to her. He watches, transfixed, as she takes a hit and holds it in, her chest rising and falling with the effort.
Tim’s eyes never leave hers as he takes the bong from the nightstand. He packs it with a generous amount of weed, the smell of it thick and pungent. He hands it to her, and she takes a massive hit hands him the bong and holds the smoke. He lights the bowl and takes a deep hit, the flame dancing over the glass as he inhales. He holds the smoke in his lungs for a beat before leaning down to blow it gently over her pussy.
The sudden warmth of the smoke makes Sherri’s body jump, and she gasps. The sensation is electric. It’s as if the smoke is caressing her, sending shivers up her spine. She feels the tension in her body begin to melt away, and she can’t help but let out a soft moan and the smoke leaves her mouth as the High takes her over. She immediately brings the cigarette to her mouth and takes a drag and does a beautiful snap inhale and moans as it goes down. Tim looks at her and thinks, she is the most erotic woman on the planet, and she doesn’t even know it. Tim takes this as an invitation, and he lowers his mouth to her clit, sucking gently as he exhales the last of the smoke.
Her body responds instantly, her hips bucking up to meet him. She wraps her legs around his head, holding him in place as he works his magic. She takes a drag from her cigarette, the menthol cooling the heat that’s building between her legs.
Tim is in awe, last week she had never kissed, drank, smoked, done pot, had sex. This is only the second time she has had sex and she has her legs wrapped around my head and she is fucking my mouth moaning while smoke comes out her mouth. Fuck, he says to himself. His dick is already starting to get hard again.
Sherri’s eyes roll back in her head as Tim’s tongue flicks over her clit. The sensation is heightened by the smoke dancing in her lungs, the minty taste of her cigarette mingling with the earthy flavor of his pot. “Oh my god,” she moans, her voice thick with pleasure. “Keep doing that.”
Her body feels weightless, floating on a cloud of euphoria as Tim continues to suck and nibble at her sensitive flesh. The room spins slightly, a delightful side effect of the potent weed. She watches the smoke from her cigarette coil and twirl in the air, creating a mesmerizing pattern that seems to pulse in time with her racing heart. Each drag feels like it’s pulling her deeper into a vortex of pleasure, her body responding in ways she never knew possible.
Tim’s touch is like a master conductor orchestrating a symphony of sensation. He reads her body’s cues with an uncanny precision, knowing just when to ease up and when to apply more pressure. As she takes another deep inhale, she feels him suck harder on her clit, the combination of the cigarette’s smoke and his warm breath creating a sensation that’s almost too intense to handle.
Her moans grow louder, and he can feel her body begin to tremble. He knows she’s close, but he doesn’t want this to end yet. He slows down, letting her catch her breath, only to pick up the pace again, bringing her back to the brink. The smoke from her cigarette mingles with the sweet scent of her arousal, and it’s all he can do to not lose control himself.
She is moaning, she says, “I want you”, He says, “you will get me, but at the right moment.” She smiles at him. She slurs a little from being so high, “Jou know, I stink I love jou” He stops and looks at her. She smiles at him with a goofy stoned look. “Do you now?” She shakes her head, and says, “Jes I do”. He goes back down on her she moans, totally forgetting the conversation. which he hoped for. He knows he is in love with her. But he needs to hear it from her when she is straight.
Her body starts to shiver, and she is about to come. She takes a deep drag and holds it for what seems like an eternity. Tim can’t help but stare, mesmerized by the sight of her. The smoke slowly escapes her pursed lips, swirling around her face like a halo. She’s so beautiful, his eyes never leaving hers as she descends into the throes of pleasure. He feels his own arousal building, a testament to the power of their shared fetish.
He slides up her body, his cock standing at attention, and she eagerly takes him in. Her pussy is tight, the sensation almost painful for Tim as he stretches her once more. But she’s ready, her body begging for release. He takes a deep drag of his cigarette, the minty flavor mixing with the smoky taste of the room. As he exhales, the smoke wraps around them like a lover’s embrace. She takes a drag and holds the smoke as he goes deeper slowly, she starts to shake, her orgasm is approaching. She says “faster, harder!!!”
He obliges and starts to move with haste and force the sound of their skin smacking and the sweet flying off their bodies as smoke curls up between them is erotic. She takes a massive drag off her cigarette and opens her mouth and shows him a big ball of smoke and he watch’s it disappear, he gets harder and starts moving faster. She looks at him and brings the cigarette up to her lips again while holding the first inhale in. She takes another monster drag, not releasing an of the previous inhale. Opens her mouth and shows him again, he gets even harder and faster as she inhales. She brings the cigarette back up to her lips for a 3rd time. It is driving him absolutely insane, and she does a 3rd snap inhale and takes the smoke deep her breast rising, never taking her eyes off of his. She slowly starts to release the smoke, from her nose, still watching him, then opening her mouth and letting roll out of there as well. He starts pumping faster and the smoke pops out of her like a steam engine. He pushes down, smoke comes out, he comes up it stops. She is enjoying the hell out of this. She takes another drag and there is still smoke in her from the previous 3. It is a long hard drag, she is coming, she inhales it as deep as she can, grabbing his back and digs her nails into him she open her mouth and arches her back to take the smoke even deeper and makes a little nose from all the force she is using. Then it happens she lets it all out with an extremely loud AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH that goes on for 20 seconds the smoke pouring out her mouth. She collapses on the bed. He smiles. He isn’t done. He has a long way to go. She is going to find out what a real fuck session is.
She looks at him, she is laying there as he is moving steady in and out. She starts to realize it isn’t over. She takes a drag of her cigarette which is almost spent and does a snap inhale, she feels him grow insider her as the smoke goes in. She moans. She presses the cigarette to his lips and he takes a large drag and snaps the smoke back. He feels her tighten as he does. He is in heaven. And he is going to bring her with him.
Her hand is shaking as she brings the cigarette to her mouth, her eyes locked on his. She takes a deep, trembling drag. The room seems to tilt as she holds the smoke in, feeling the pressure build in her chest. Tim watches her, his movements becoming more deliberate, his eyes dark with desire. While holding the smoke she puts the spent cigarette out and lights another as she exhales from the previous one.
As she releases the smoke in a slow, steady stream, her pussy clenches around him, her body arching up to meet his. She’s lost in the haze of the moment, the high making every sensation more intense, more intimate. She tries to focus on the feel of him inside her, the heat of his skin, the sound of their breath mingling with the faint crackle of the cigarette.
But it’s no use; the orgasm is too powerful, too overwhelming. She screams his name, the sound echoing off the walls as her body shudders with pleasure. He watches her, his own desire growing with every tremor that passes through her. He’s in awe of her beauty, the way she gives herself over to the moment so completely.
He continues is a steady rhythm ever slowing down. She is starting to feel another orgasm come on. She is in shock; she didn’t know it was possible for her to come two times so quick. She starts to grab his back again digging in her nails. Her hands go lower to his ass. She starts pulling on his ass to make him go harder. He gets it. He starts pounding her. She takes a massive double pump off the cigarette and starts to come again. She starts screaming, “oh god, Oh god, OH GOD!!!. the smoke coming out of her mouth. She pulls herself closer to him grabbing his neck with one hand and his head with the hand that has the cigarette. And she starts kissing him hard as she comes for the second time in a few min. She lets go and lays back. He stops and looks at her, with a smile. She says, “that was incredible, I didn’t know I could come that quick right after another.” She takes a drag from the cigarette and performs a perfect snap inhale. She goes to put the cigarette out and turns and starts to release the smoke and he starts fucking her again. The smoke comes out of her mouth. “I don’t know if I can do this again.” He looks at her and says, “Trust me, you can” He starts to kiss her as he stats to move faster. She starts to moan. He sits up and says. “Let’s take a bong Hit”
She looks at him and says, “That was abrupt.”. He starts to laugh and says, “I know sorry.” She laughs with him. He takes a bong hit and holds it and passes the bong to her. He enters her as she is taking her hit. She knew it was coming, so she puts on a show and takes a massive hit. She releases the carb, and it hits her. It burns in her lungs, but she holds it for him. He is holding his smoke also. He starts to exhale, and she watches. It turns her on and she has no idea why but all the sudden another orgasm hits her. She breaths in even deeper causing her high to peak with the orgasm.
She starts to scream, and the smoke comes flying out of her mouth she shakes, and it subsides. She takes a monster drag on her cigarette and inhales deep and another orgasm hits her. Tim is pounding her like his life depends on it, fast and hard he is going at her. She says , “oh shhhit annnnothhher onnnne” And she shakes as she releases the cigarette smoke. He is still moving hard and fast and she is moaning. She puts the cigarette to his lips to watch him take a drag. He sees her, he does a snap inhale of his own. As she is taking a drag, it hits her again, “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!!!!!” Another orgasm as she inhales the smoke deep, back arched, she is holding on to his back with one hand and bring the cigarette up for another drag as she exhales. She pulls on the cigarette hard for a good 7 seconds as she arches, checks caved in. He is watching the most erotic thing he has ever seen. She inhales with everything she has and “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck !!” another one. He starts really going at her, he is starting to feel his own orgasm approaching, he starts moaning, she looks at him and puts the cigarette to his lips and he takes a monster drag of his own and inhales deep arching his back as he fucks her with everything he has. She takes a monstrous double pump. the cigarette extremely hot slightly burning her lips. but she is high and in ecstasy. She inhales and her pussy squeezes his dick so hard he comes as he is exhaling his smoke. She comes at the same time they both scream “Fuuuuuuuuccckkkk!!!” he collapses on her, she is breathing so hard, her heart is racing. She looks at him her voice shaky, “How many times did I come?” He rolls on his back and say trying to breath, “I have no idea, but I guarantee it was a record for you.” He laughs as she does. “I know i had two monster ones, you must have had at least 5….” She is still breathing hard, and her heart is racing. And she is high as shit. But she has never felt more alive in her life. She is in love.
The room is filled with the lingering scent of pot and menthol. The smoke has cleared, leaving only the warm glow of their shared high. Tim rolls over to the side, his chest heaving with exertion. He takes Sherri’s hand, his eyes never leaving hers, and says, “You know, I’ve never felt this connected to anyone before.”
Sherri is still in shock from all the orgasms. She coughs a few times, and he gives her the water. She looks at him and says, “After sex cigarette”. He nods, smiling to himself, she is going to get addicted, and I am happy about it….Man my fetish is strong.
Tim lights up another cigarette and hands it to her. She takes a long, slow drag, the smoke filling her lungs and calming her racing heart. The minty taste is like a cool balm after the intensity of their lovemaking.
“I love you too,” Sherri whispers, her voice hoarse from screaming. She leans in to kiss him, the cigarette still between her lips. He meets her halfway, his mouth claiming hers as they share the smoke, their bodies still tangled in the sweaty mess of the bed. They lie there for a moment, basking in the afterglow of their passion. Tim’s hand gently traces the curve of Sherri’s waist, his thumb brushing the soft skin just above her hip. She giggles, feeling his touch like a warm current through her body. They both know they’ve crossed a line, but it feels so right.
The cigarette burns between them, a symbol of their shared fetish. Sherri takes another drag and exhales, watching the smoke rise in the dim light. Tim leans in and kisses her again, the taste of mint mingling with the lingering flavor of their lovemaking. It’s a heady mix, intoxicating and addictive.
She looks at him and says, “I still can’t believe how much I came. How much pot I smoked and how many cigarettes.” He looks at her and says, “Should I lie and say I am sorry.” she laughs and hits him as she takes a drag off the cigarette. “no. You better not lie to me”
He looks her in the eye as she is releasing smoke and he says, “Sherri, I have fallen deeply in love with you.” Her eyes widen and she feels herself melting into the mattress, the words wrapping around her like a warm blanket on a cold night. The cigarette hangs loosely between her fingers as she processes what Tim has just said. She’s never felt so seen, so understood, so desired. Her heart feels like it might burst with happiness.
“Me too,” she whispers, the words barely audible as she takes another drag. The smoke swirls around them, a visual representation of their entwined emotions. She can’t help but feel a sense of peace wash over her, like the world has finally made sense. “I love you too, Tim.”
She takes a drag and she leans in and kisses him deeply passing him the smoke. His eyes widen with surprise, but he quickly relaxes into the kiss, inhaling the sweet, intoxicating vapor. It’s a strange, intimate moment, sharing a hit like this, but it feels so right. As they finally break apart, Sherri rolls out of bed, her legs wobbly from the intense experience. “I need to clean up,” she says with a soft laugh, the cigarette still clutched in her hand. Tim nods and points to the bathroom. “Take your time,” he says, watching as she sashays away, her naked body leaving a trail of smoke in her wake.
The shower is steaming hot, washing away the sweat and the smoke that clings to her skin. She lets the water cascade over her, the heat soothing her muscles. As she lathers herself with soap, she thinks back to Tim’s words. She feels it too—this love that seems to have sneaked up on them through a haze of smoke and passion.
Tim dresses casually, watching her as she emerges from the bathroom, her skin flushed from the heat. She’s wrapped in a towel, her hair a messy tangle around her shoulders. He smiles at the sight of her, unable to keep his hands to himself. He pulls her close, kissing the top of her head, and says, “I’ll see you tomorrow night, then?” She says, “Mom is excited to meet you. “
He takes her home. She asks if he wants to come in. He says, “No, I want your mom to meet me when I don’t smell like sex, pot and cigarettes…” She smiles and says, “sex and pot, yes.” “Smoking isn’t an issue, my mother smokes.” He looks at her, “I bet she smoke Virginia Slim 120 menthols….” She says, “You think.” they both laugh.
Sherri walks into the house, her heart still racing from the intensity of the night. Rachel looks up from her book, her gaze sharp and knowing. “You don’t have to say a word,” Rachel says, a knowing smile playing on her lips. “I can see it all over your face. You made love to him, and your head over heels with him.”
Sherri’s cheeks flush, the warmth spreading down to her chest. Rachel’s intuition was uncanny, as always. “How did you know?” she asks, her voice small and trembling. Rachel simply raises an eyebrow, the hint of a smirk playing on her face. “A mother knows,” she says, setting her book aside.
The two women sit down in the living room, the quiet hum of the TV in the background providing a comforting white noise. Rachel pours them both a glass of water, placing one in front of Sherri with a gentle nod. Sherri takes a sip, the cool liquid washing over her dry throat. “He said something tonight,” she begins, her voice tentative. Rachel leans forward, her gaze intent. “What did he say?”
“He said he’s in love with me,” Sherri whispers, the words feeling both surreal and incredibly right. Rachel’s smile widens into a full grin, her eyes sparkling with joy. “Oh, honey,” she says, reaching out to squeeze Sherri’s hand. “I’m so happy for you.”
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