get pregnant either”, I let him know that I was taking birth control and he did not have to have a worry in the world, unless Michael found out. We finished our little spat and drove off.

I opened a pack of Newports and lit one up. I was finding myself actually liking this whole smoking thing. Brad drove off into this dark wooded area just behind the apartment complex. This was it the moment I was waiting for; I was going to fuck my boyfriends’ best friend. Not just any best friend but I was going to fuck Brad. It started out slow, Brad was sucking on a cigarette and I was sucking on Brad’s hard cock. He pulled his shorts off and then pulled my shirt off, I was not wearing a bra. Brad started kissing and licking my neck; I was nibbling his ear. Our lips met for the first time, then our tongues. He was a great kisser. He started to unzip my pants, I helped. He removed my thong and I felt his fingers part my pussy lips, it was good. He started with one finger inside of me and then two. We were kissing just about the whole time. “You are wet, very wet, what is it that you want from me”, he said. I whispered in his ear “I want your hard thick cock in my hot wet pussy right now!”

He lit another cigarette and laid back on the seat. Oh, he was hot. I jumped over to him and we kissed with more passion, our tongues danced together. I was ready. I took the head of his thick cock in my pussy; it took all I had to get him to penetrate my tight pussy. Michael was long but had little girth. Brad was all, long and fat cock. The pain that his dick was giving me turned into pleasure after my pussy stretched to accommodate his large cock. I was riding him with great speed and force; I did not want to wear myself out to fast so I stopped. “What’s the matter Christy” Brad said, when I stopped fucking him. “I want you to fuck me” I said to him with a playful anger. I had to have another cigarette; it was just too good. I jumped out of the truck with the Newport hanging from my mouth and told Brad to get out. “Why” he said. I said to him “you are going to fuck me hard, fast, good and with a cigarette hanging from your lips.” “OK” was all he said. That was all he needed to say.

I put the tailgate down on his truck and jumped in the back. Still enjoying my smoke I called Brad to join me in the back of his truck. Both of us still nude I laid down and with a come over here wave Brad was just about to get on top of me and I said you are missing something, he said to me “no I am not” and took the cigarette away from me and put it in between his lips. He looked so good.

He lined up his cock to my still moist pussy and forced his cock inside of me. I let out a scream that I am sure someone else heard. He was fucking me with so much force that I felt like a virgin being fucked for the first time again. He stopped dead in his tracks let me have another puff and flicked it away. As I exhaled he started fucking me again but slower and softer this time. I was almost over the top he put my legs over his shoulders, I felt him enter me more than he already was. His cock felt bigger than 10” it felt like 13”. “OH MY GOD I AM CUMMING” my body was trembling and my pussy was grabbing Brad’s cock trying to milk the cum out of it, he was not ready to cum. My orgasm was so intense, he continued to fuck me harder as my orgasm seemed to last for 10 min or more. Brad was loving this. He lit another cigarette but did not even stop the assault on my pussy. His cock was so deep inside of me. He turned me over on my knees. He entered me again. The assault on my pussy was not over. As he entered me it felt like it was his first time entering me the pain and the pleasure mixed again and I felt my body again start to tremble. I was cumming again. It was ecstasy, is was like I have never felt before. After my orgasm was over for the second time Brad pulled out and I felt his tongue enter my dripping wet pussy. I think he did it just to put the fire in my pussy out and to give me a break. “Do you like this” he asked me. I said “ you are the best fuck I have ever had.” “You haven’t felt anything yet” he said. “Just wait until it’s my turn to cum, unless you want me to pull out first?” he asked, “no, no you are going to fill me up with your hot man juice.” I said back to him. He continued to eat my out as I just laid there.

After about 5min of him eating me out I stopped him and said I was read for round three. I took his cock in my mouth just to lube it up again and I could taste his hot pre cum on my tongue, he was ready. Brad got back in place above me and entered me again. It was a bit less painful and all the more pleasureful. He fucked me hard, our bodies were wet and the aroma of our sex was filling the night air. I needed him and I needed his cum deep in my pussy. I was moaning and screaming his name loudly. “BRAD, BRAD I NEED YOUR COCK DEEP IN MY PUSSY, FUCK YES, OH, FUCK ME HARDER, PLEASE DON’T STOP”, those were the words coming out of my mouth. His cock tensed up his moaning was getting louder, “I AM GOING TO UH, CUM....” He did not stop, he kept pumping my pussy harder I felt his dick unleash its juice inside of me, he still did not stop, he drained all of his cum inside my used pussy. He was the only man that I have been with that did not stop after cumming as much as he had came. He was not done; he did not get limp he was harder than ever. He kept up the assault on my cunt for another ten minuets. He came again with more power than before; my pussy was filled to capacity with his hot white creamy cum. He slowed down to a stop. He pulled his still hard dick out of my abused pussy. I sat up and moved towards his shrinking cock, I lowered my head onto it and sucked our juices off of it. We laid side by side in the bed of his truck still naked. I was wondering if Michael was awake yet, it has been 5 hours since we left the apartment, it was 6am and the sky had just started to come alive. Brad lit another cigarette and we shared it. We were just too tired to move, our bodies were drenched with sweat and smell of sex.

 

Brad and I slept in the back of his truck for about 4 hours; the heat at 10 o’clock in the morning was unbearable and woke us up. We jumped out of the bed of the truck and got in the cab and started the short ride home. I was so worried about what Michael was going to say, or if he was even awake.

Brad dropped me off so the whole thing would not look suspicious. As I entered the apartment was quiet and dark, just the way I left it. I went in the back bedroom and peaked in on Michael, he was still sleeping. I went over to him just to make sure he was not dead, I placed my hand on his head and he awoke. With a smile Michael looked at me and said “good morning honey, how are you doing this morning?” “I am doing fine, are you feeling better this morning?” He looked at me and said “I did not know I was feeling bad?” in a questioning manner. I don’t think Michael even remembers what was said last night to me by him. I just looked at him and said “I am going to take a short nap and then I will help you clean up this mess. Michael asked “its 10:30 in the morning and you are going to take a nap?” “Yes” I said back to him. “Ok well don’t sleep too long.” he said.

I went off to my room to take a shower. I was surprised Michael could not smell the sweat and the sex odor from my body. The only thing I could think about was Brad, Brad, Brad. I must not have had enough of him, I was fingering myself in the shower. I was sore from my shoulders to my pussy to my legs. I had to find a way to get another piece of Brad. The only thing was that I loved Michael, he really is a good person and very good to me. I just had a little to drink last night and I was mad, so I just needed to fuck so I did! I dried myself off and headed to bed.

My alarm clock went off at 3:30 the same afternoon, I got out of bed and headed out to see what Michael was doing. I went into the kitchen and Michael and Brad was seated at the table. “Well hello sleepy-head, are you feeling better?” Michael asked. I responded “I am rested and feeling a lot better”. With that said Brad got up and came over to me and started kissing my neck right in front of Michael. “Back off!” I exclaimed. I did not want Michael to know what went on. Brad grabbed me again and started kissing me. Michael got out of his chair and came behind me and started to pull off my shirt, there was nothing I could do. The guys were just to strong, and to tell you the truth I did not want to fight it off. I was getting a cake and eating it too.

My shirt fell to the floor and Brad was unbuttoning my shorts, they too fell to the floor. I had no panties on so that was not problem. “Brad told me all about you two, I am sorry for my mistake, I will never fuck Jennifer again as long as Brad and I can fuck you!” Michael said to me, with surprise. “Yes I want both of you too” I said. We went into the living room and Brad laid on the couch, I got on my knees and started sucking his dick. Michael moved in behind me and started fucking my still sore pussy. His smaller cock did fit better inside of me than Brad‘s. (See girls smaller is good sometimes). I was in love with the feeling of sucking Brad’s big cock and Michael’s cock fucking my pussy. I felt Michael pull out, he went over to the table and lit his favorite brand of cigarette, Marlboro Red then he lit another cigarette, a Newport and handed it to Brad. I had two smoking men just fucking the hell out of me. I felt Michael’s dick tense up and I grabbed his balls, it felt like Niagara Falls letting lose in my mouth. After Brad came he once again was not done he switched spots with Michael, I was ready to taste Michael’s cum, it was the best I have ever tasted. (That’s no lie, I have sucked a lot of cocks and his is the best). OH GOD it hurt so good as Brad entered my abused pussy, all I could do was lower my head onto Michael’s cock and just go to town. Michael tried to hand me his half smoked cigarette, I did not accept, I reached around and grabbed Brad’s Newport from between his lips and took a nice long drag and exhaled the smoke all over Michael’s cock. Brad was fucking me harder and faster at the site of seeing me do this, he was all into this smoking fetish and so was I. I felt my orgasm rush through my body as he fucked me harder and harder. I was cumming all over his huge shaft in my cunt. I had to stop sucking Michael’s dick, it was so intense. My pussy was grabbing a hold of Brad’s cock just as he started to cum inside me. Michael moved off the couch onto the floor in front of me, Brad pulled his limp cock out of me and I felt Michael’s tongue enter me. I was still finishing the cigarette as my boyfriend was eating me out and cleaning Brad’s cum from my cunt. Brad still did not have enough, he started sucking my 36C tits. These boys were screwing me like it was going to be the last time. Michael finished cleaning the inside of my pussy and moved back behind me. Brad stood up and sat on the couch I leaned into him, as we kissed I felt Michael start to lick my ass hole. I knew what was next, Michael got into position and entered his cock into my virgin ass. He fucked me so good and hard I knew right then that this was not going to be the last time for this threesome. As Michael was fucking my ass Brad started to finger fuck my pussy. Brad then got the best idea so far. He laid on the couch face up, he asked me to get on top of him and then Michael to get behind me to continue the assault on my ass. I was being double fucked for the first time in my life. I had orgasm after orgasm for almost 45min straight. When this fuck session was over both guys were smoking and cumming in me at the same time.

Tell me that is not hot!

 

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wn this dark dirt trail. From his glove box he pulled out a pack of Marlboro Reds. He asked me first if it would be ok if he had one. I just looked at him and said “ I didn’t know you smoked”. He then said “ baby if you don’t want me to smoke I won’t”. I looked at him again and said “ I am not your mother, you can do what ever it is that you wanna do, and I will not stop you from smoking I just didn’t know you smoked”. And with that said he pulled out a cigarette from the pack, put it between his hot lips. He pulled a Zippo from his blue jeans pocket, opened the lid, struck it on his jeans, it lit he looked at me and put the flame of the Zippo to the Red and lit it. This was just to much for me to handle he looked so HOT my god, he just looked like a stud from a good porno, all he needed now was to be naked. He looked at me and said “ well what do you think, do you not like this bad habit about me? Would you like me to stop?”. There was nothing I could say except “ No what ever you do, do not stop you look so hot, you look like a guy that can take control of any woman he wanted to”. And with said I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled his limp cock from its cage. I started sucking on the head of it and it did not take long for it to be standing at attention with my head bobbing up and down in his lap, he was enjoying the pleasure a lot. Now me being the brave girl that I am, I took the cigarette from him, took a long drag from it handed it back and exhaled the smoke into his lap and all over his hard 10” cock. He loved this and had me do it again and again, after about the third or fourth time he exploded his cock full of cum down my throat, I took every last of it too.

Michael and I had found this new fetish to a good jump in our relationship. About a week after we learned our new fetish we continued to do different things that had to do with smoking and sex.

It was now about the end of my freshman year in college and Michael and I planned an end of the year party for just some of our friends at our apartment. The party was on a Saturday night; we had about 20-30 people over that night. Some were smokers and others were not. I found myself watching the other guys smoking and learned that Michael was not the only hot smoker that I knew. Michaels’ friend Brad was at the party that night. Now Brad is just a bit younger than Michael is. Brad was 19 years old the same age as me, he has blonde surfer hair and hazel eyes nice tan and build from working out and surfing all the time. Now Brad was the flirtatious type and he knew he could be to be because Michael and him were very good friends and Brad would not do anything to hurt Michael, he would be the first to have Michael’s back in any confrontation or any time of need. I was not an all out cigarette smoker at this time, just while Michael and I were fucking or I was sucking his dick and even then not every time. Brad on the other hand was an all out smoker and I mean smoker, weed, cigarettes and cigars. I will never be into pot or cigars so just check that off your list. As the night went on I found Brad alone on the back porch smoking. His brand of choice was Newport. While Michael was entertaining guest I was going to entertain Brad. I took a Newport out of the pack that was sitting on the table in front of Brad, I asked for a light; Brad then said “why you don’t smoke”, in a questing manner. I asked again for a light, Brad pulled a lighter out of a pocket in his bright orange and blue board shorts and lit the cigarette for me. As I was sitting in the chair next to him smoking this menthol cigarette that I actually like the flavor of Brad looked over at me and asked again “ when did you start smoking?”, I explained to him about me and Michael’s fetish. He looked confused about this as though he has never heard of such a fetish. He looked over at me as I was putting out the cigarette, and said “show me what you mean about this fetish”. He lit his cigarette and I told him that he would have to talk to Michael about that. Now don’t get me wrong I would fuck Brad in a minuet if Michael and I were not together and so happy like we are. Brad finished his cigarette and went in the house.

About 30 minuets later the party was starting to thin out just a little and Michael came over to me and said he had to talk to me about something and it was important. I looked at him and said ok talk, Michael began to tell me how his ex-girlfriend showed up at the party, I had not noticed her (if I did I would kick her ass) and she went over to him and locked him in the back bedroom, she threw him on the bed and started to suck his cock while her friend sat on his face (with her pants off) to keep him quiet. After they were done they switched positions and did the same thing. I was pissed off at this point and asked if he was really serious he said that he was. My question was why did no one else saw this. I think he fucked them not they fucked him. I stormed off to my bedroom after stopping on the porch to steal the pack of Brad’s Newport’s. Once I got in my room I locked the door and lit a cigarette, after about 10 minuets to myself I heard a knock on my bedroom window, it was Brad...

This story is to be continued.

f he knew that it would just piss me the fuck off?”. Brad then started to tell me about the time him and Michael went to a rave way before Michael and I started dating. Brad said that Michael was so fucked up on acid that he started believing that he was being fucked and sucked by his (then) girlfriend and she was not even there. Brad told me to hang out in the room until he could find out what was going on.

Brad looked throughout the apartment to find Michael and finally found him curled up in a corner in the back bedroom. Brad helped Michael up off the floor and put him in the bed. He tried to get the story out of him to see what was wrong. Brad could tell that Michael was fucked up on acid or something like that. Michael told Brad the same thing that he told me, his ex-girlfriend and her friend practically raped him. Brad did not believe a word that was coming out of his mouth. Brad got up and walked out of the room and let his friend just lay in bed to come down off whatever it was that he was on. Brad went over the stereo and shut off the loud playing music and asked everyone to leave because the hosts were out of commission and unable to tell everyone good-bye. With that said, the guest one by one left the party.

This whole time I was still in my room trying to think why Michael would say the shit that he said. I did not realize it but I smoked about 17 cigarettes in a thirty-minuet time span. My room was full of smoke and I knew that tomorrow my room would stink of cigarette smoke, but I did not care at this time. I heard the front door shut and about two minuets later someone was knocking on my bedroom door. I got up to unlock it and Brad entered my room. By this time Brad just had his orange and blue board shorts on his shirt was in the bathroom soaking due to beer being spilled all over it. I shut and locked the door behind him and told him to lay down in bed with me. He did not know it at the time but I was about to thank him for all the help he has been to me tonight. He asked me “now that you have me in your room with the door locked what are you going to do with me?”. I told him to light a cigarette and he would find out. He did not think I was serious, so I just showed him how serious I was. I took a Newport out of the pack and lit it. I took a drag and handed the cigarette to Brad, he took a drag and it was on!! I helped him out of his shorts; I got on my knees in front of him as he sat on the edge of the bed. I took his soft cock in my mouth as he smoked his cigarette. I knew this night was just getting started for us. Brad’s cock began to grow to its full 9” in my mouth. I sucked and licked his shaft and the head of his cock; I could taste his pre cum on my tongue. He looked down at me and handed me the cigarette, I took a long drag and exhaled the smoke all over his cock, and I told him that this is what having a smoking fetish is. I continued to suck Brad’s hard cock for a good 15min. I was all over his cock and ball sack, the best part is, is he smooth, on hair to worry about. I was loving it, he was loving it. I could feel his cock tense up as he unloaded his cum in the back of my throat. It tasted better that Michael’s did, or at least I thought that at the time. I was not done with Brad; I needed cock in my sweet, wet pussy. I was not liking the idea about Michael being just down the hall from us. I am a loud fucker and I could tell I was going to do some screaming with Brad’s cock in me. I asked Brad if we could use his car, he said with a laugh “well I need to go to the store anyway for more smokes, you took my new pack and smoked them all”. I told him “well you helped!”.

This story is to be continued in Chapter 3, The Trip to the Store and Back.