I see you eyeing me from across the club, greedily taking in the sight of me in my skimpy black dress and stiletto heels. It wasn’t until I grabbed my pack of cigs in my hand and started to head out the door that I could tell you were a dead ringer for smoking fetish phone sex. You play cool trying not to make it apparent that you followed me outside just to see me light one up. I smile, my hot pink glitter lipstick shimmering in the street light, knowing that you are getting really eager for what is about to cum next. Reaching into my bag, I pull out my pretty pink lighter with rhinestones. I ignite the end of my ciggy and press it against my soft pouty lips teasingly as I watch your eyes get big and wide. You’re playing so well into my hands, watching my sexy show of teasing the cigarette butt with my wet tongue. I lightly lick it and you’re just captivated by my pouty lips as they wrap around that sexy white stick. The bulge in your pants grows bigger as I take a deep long drag, letting the silky smoke sit into my chest a bit before I slowly puff it out. The coils of smoke drifting out of my shimmering lips making me resemble a sexy dragoness. It isn’t long that you can’t help but approach me just as I
am about to take another drag. I can tell what you want by that hungry look in your eyes but I play with you a little longer. I handle the ciggy more proactively as I take another drag, the tip sizzling red as I inhale deeply. Then I puff rings of smoke in your face, hiking my dress up to show you an enticing peak of my panties. The scent of the
smoke so intoxicating it starts to drive you wild.
Your desire for smoking fetish phone sex takes you to visions of me dragging you to a secluded alleyway with my cigarette in hand. I kiss at your neck and we start to take turns puffing on my cigarette, seductively blowing smoke at each other. Your cock is raging hard as I lift up your shirt and start to grind my ciggy out on your bare abs. The sensation of the burn makes you moan, your cock dripping with precum as I light one cigarette after another and grind them out on your torso and bare chest. Lighting all those sticks up starts to make my pussy wet and oozing with its sweet honey juice. You start to increasingly fondle and grope me, absolutely horny and filled with desire. Then- you’re brought back from your fantasy as I throw my ciggy to the ground and grind it out with my heel. I give you a wink as I turn to walk away. You’re left standing there dumbstruck with an aching hard bulging cock, throbbing to continue with your smoking fetish phone sex fantasy. Do you risk it to follow me baby?
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