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Authors name: Anonymous Author
Story title : A Cowboy's Life
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A Cowboy's Life (MF, sex, smoking-fetish)
by Anonymous Author
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Being a cowboy, has taught me a lot to say the least. I
learned to set fence, ride a horse, and to be honest,
the living is pretty rough. As with any man who is used
to life, not as soft as it could be, I have learned to
appreciate all the softness and sensuality that is only
possessed by a woman. That is why I feel the way I feel
about women and smoking. To me to see the soft gray
smoke drifting from the cigarette between a beautiful
woman's fingers is a sight for sore eyes. I guess that
explains why I am more attracted to Stephanie than I
have ever been to anyone before.
The first time I met her I was 18, working on a large
ranch just outside of a town called Kernville. As any
cowboy knows there is just something about a rancher's
daughter that makes her, well the best thing this side
of the perfect girl. She was seventeen.
I was coming out of the stable one day and I smelled
the aroma of smoke in the air. I knew that I was to be
the last one out that day and I was curious as to who
was not doing their job. So I decided to go back behind
the stable and investigate. To my surprise, what I
found was not the rumpled grungy cowboy I expected! The
first thing I saw was the firm young behind in a pair
of brown jeans.
My eyes reluctant to leave, they finally caught the
complete picture. The desires this sight provoked deep
inside me, well I blush just thinking about them. Here
was this beautiful blonde girl sitting atop a beautiful
white Tennessee Walker mare. She turned towards me in
mid drag. Her mothers long white cigarette between her
painted lips had me extremely aroused. She removed the
cigarette from her mouth revealing a dense cloud of
white smoke, which quickly disappeared down her throat.
She closed her eyes and held the smoke in for what
seemed an eternity. When she finally exhaled through
pursed lips. She opened her eyes and spoke evenly and
softly, "Am I caught?" I was beyond words. I dumbly
said, "Huh?"
She just laughed and took another puff on the
cigarette. I knew she was pretty shocked when I walked
up, but not near as shocked as when her mother yelled
from behind me, "Young lady, you get your ass off that
horse and in the house." Stephanie exhaled and began
walking her horse back to the stable.
There would be no riding that morning. I chuckle when I
realized that in her rage her mother had neglected to
take the cigarette from her daughter. Her mom told me
that she had felt she was smoking too much lately and
had begun counting her cigarettes as she smoked them.
She was surprised to find that even though she had only
smoked 22 cigarettes one day there were her usual 2 and
1/2 packs missing. She explained that she had figured
that her husband had begun smoking again, however she
had not smelled it on him. So she knew it had to be her
daughter. "She loves to watch me smoke," she explained.
She then offered me a cigarette. After the display I
was tempted to start but I just said," No thank you."
That evening I learned that Stephanie's mom had told
her, "The only smoker in this house is me. You and your
father rode me about this for years and I'll be damned
if you will smoke after the hell you put me through."
Stephanie's smoking seemed to be curbed. Until one day
I saw her in town.
I was picking up some groceries for me and the boys one
day when I saw a girl out front of the store asking the
man in front of me to buy her some Marlboro Menthol
Lights 100s. I put my had on her shoulder and said,
"So is it safe to say that your mother isn't the only
smoker in your house?" Recognizing me she turned white
as a sheet. "Don't worry we'll let mama think that I
won't tell on you." She smiled. I told her to wait for
me to pick up the groceries and I would give her a ride
back to the ranch.
While I was in the store and was trying to think of
something I could do to impress Stephanie. I was
walking in the front where I pick up the foreman's
snuff and I saw a large glass case that held the
cartons of cigarettes. Then I knew. I picked up a
carton of Marlboro Menthol Lights 100s.
In my truck I said," Stephanie, I was wondering if you
would get me a pack of cigarettes out of that carton."
She looked surprised and said," I didn't know you
smoked." I said, " Yes I do and it has been 3 hours
since I have had one. I can't wait." "You should try a
week." she replied. That called up the memory of her
last cigarette. I was hard again. "How long had you
been smoking when you got caught?" "Since I was
twelve." "Every day?" "Yup, can I have one of these?"
she asked. "Stephanie you know I can't." She just
looked out the window. I lit my cigarette. It was cold
outside so I rolled up the windows. I turned on the
road to go to the ranch, still a good 30 miles away.
Just as I thought the road was closed.
"Well I guess we'll have to hole up in a line shack
tonight." I said, exhaling smoke directly in to her
face. She really wanted a cigarette. "I just have to
go call your Father and let him know that you are
alright." "Don't bother, I told him I was staying at a
friends house." I lit another cigarette off my first.
The truck was now thick with smoke.
Soon enough we reached the one room line shack. I
brought in the groceries and set my pack of cigarettes
down on the table. "I am going outside to finish this,"
I said. "You don't have to go outside, I like watching
you smoke." I didn't know what to say to this. I was
starting to like me smoking too.
I sat there for the better part of an hour puffing
away. I air was so thick with smoke that with every
breath we took you could see the smoke drift with the
breath. I looked and saw that Stephanie's nipples were
hard. She began to slowly inch her way toward me on the
bed. I took a drag and before I could exhale
Stephanie's painted lips were on mine she then
forcefully sucked the contents of my lungs deep into
hers.
After a few seconds with a look of pure ecstasy she
exhaled point blank into my face. I thought the crotch
of my pants would burst. However Stephanie's expert
hand relieved the tension by unzipping my jeans and
pulling them down around my knees along with my
underwear. She took the now spent cigarette from
between my fingers and put it out. She grabbed the pack
off the table and took out two cigarettes. She put them
both in her mouth and lit them.
She then inserted one into my mouth and said, "Smoke
with me." I puffed as she stroked my penis with her
soft hands, cigarette dangling from her lips. She was
breathing through it ending her puffs only to inhale
and begin another. The smoke poured from her nose in
one never-ending stream.
This continued until her cigarette was burned down to
the filter. Mine was only half finished. She said, "Put
your mouth around my nose."
So I did. She finished my cigarette by smoking it and
exhaling through her nose into my mouth. When it was
done she picked up the pack again and took out two
cigarettes, once again she put them both into her mouth
and lit them. She then set them in the ashtray and took
off her clothes. She picked up the cigarettes and put
one in each hand and lay down on her back.
I needed no prompting. I mounted and began to make love
to her. She would with every breath, bring the two
cigarettes to her mouth and inhale from both, exhaling
directly into my face. She smoked an entire pack and
half of another before she began to climax. "I will
never quit smoking, I love it," she repeated over and
over again. Smoke accenting every word.
After that evening I don't think I will either.
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okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
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so take good care of it!
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