2 Chapter #2.- Smoke under the bed sheets

After a year, I took a decision about my little problem, I decided to enjoy my life, like much people. Smoking is bad, reeks and will became an horrible addiction that can be destroy your life in years slowly, but, the moment that you are covered by the smoke is for me and beautiful moment, it's a little moment that I can feel good with myself. I'm not a smoker but, my girlfriend, Angie, is a chain smoker.

Yeah, after resolving her problems with several signatures she became my girlfriend. I couldn't content that, we were the perfect couple, I loved her thick smokes exhales (that could see cool in the light of her house besides, she could do "O's" with smoke and I felt so excited when she did that) also she loved cover me with her exaggerate exhales of smoke (until she make me cough).

One day, after school, in the high school, we are in her house as usual, she was sitting on the table (literally) smoking a long cigarette while I was under her, sitting next to her and near her ashtray.

She looked awesome and handsome, beautiful girl, ultra-thin waist, her long legs with the miniskirt looked lovely and had a good appearance with her long and brown hair, her face was similar an angel, with a perfect white skin and soft. I was thinking that she was looking like a true angel (Oh God! Her name was Angie, I think that it could be near the "angels" right? Well… a bad joke). Her blue gaze like a beautiful clear sky pointed me, and then, the clear sky was filled up with white clouds. She exhaled a lot smoke with her open mouth. She had no reeks for burned tobacco, or something like that, because she always had perfume over herself, she made the cigarette smoke get smell sweet… or maybe… I was in love to her…

I watched the smoke around her and around me. I felt so good, something like the paradise, but with smells like burned cigarette with perfume, a lot of smoke befogged my sight slightly and she was sipping her long cigarette.

I was breathing among her smoke, my nose and throat were irritated a little by her smoke in the air, but it was okay, because I liked that. She put her lips like a kiss position and pointed me, she blew a lot smoke over my face. I just closed my eyes while she was giving me (literally) a smoke bath. I breathed deeply her smoke with joy. I couldn't keep my smile. In the middle of her thick exhale I felt something in my throat, it was a coughing fit, I held my coughs a little, in the middle of smoke I grimaced and did a lot of guttural sounds, I was suffering trying to put under control my coughs, while she saw me in that moment. She told me:

—It's okay, you can cough… eh… sorry maybe I went over the line by making so much smoke near to you. I just made hard your breath… really sorry— she said while she was fanning the smoke in the air.

I couldn't hold my coughs more. Just when I heard that, I started to cough like crazy. She laughed a little and pathed me in my back.

—It's okay, it's okay… sorry… really sorry… tee hee…—she said with a smile.

—Cough! Cough! Sorry… I'm weak… if I your girlfriend, maybe I should smoke with you… or try to smoke with you… cough…. cough… cough…—I responded among my coughs.

—No. Don't worry… I like you for that, remember it… I… I love your coughs…—responded Angie and she laughed a little—. You cough like a little kitty…—added while she tried to hold her laugh.

—Oh… and… am I a pretty kitty? —I questioned her with a little cute tone of voice.

She sipped her cigarette and then, she kissed me. It was a smoky kiss. I was covered by her smoke.

—My pretty kitty—responded me with a soft voice, almost whispered while she was caressing my long black hair.

Suddenly and opened my eyes to see her, but I couldn't see tat she blew the remained smoke to my face. In that moment I screamed a little because I felt the hot smoke in my eyes.

—Ah! Smoke entered to my eyes! — I said. I really felt ridiculous in that moment. She only laughed.

—Oh! Don't worry…—she said while was putting her cigarette on the ashtray—. C'mon! let's to wash it…—added and she took my hand to carry me to the kitchen. While I was washing my eyes

After that she questioned me something worried.

—Are you okay?

—Yeah… I'm okay—I answered.

—Oh… sorry my bad… It will be dangerous… really sorry—added to me.

—What? Why?

—Oh… because I exhaled my smoke to your face with my open mouth very close, I think that I could burned you, 'cause I forgot that is the warm of my breath plus the hot smoke that entered to your eyes… so… I really think that's will be dangerous, sorry…—she said.

—Oh… I understood… it's okay, I'm really okay…—I responded to try to avoid her preoccupation.

—Okay…—added to me.

She hugged me and kissed me again. It was a long kiss with her, at the end she smiled me and said me.

—C'mon, let's to my room to do homework, study or something…

—Okay—I responded to her and I started to follow her.

We passed near the table and I saw the smoky ashtray. I asked her about that.

—Eh… wait… your cigarette…— I said to her. I thought that she forgot that on the table.

—Oh… yeah… well… I'm really satisfied… I've smoked all day since morning… it's sufficient nicotine to me for now…

—Ah… okay…—I said to her while I watched the smoke's thread coming from the cigarette. I thought in smoke that for a little, but, at the same time, I didn't want to smoke because it will be stinks my clothes. I doubted in that moment.

Angie walked to arrive next to me. She took the smoky cigarette and she sipped that, she down the cigarette until three quarters, she grimaced a little as if her has a bad taste in her mouth, and she blew the smoke to my breast. I was covered by her exhale; it was a good experience to me. I felt so excited among her smoke.

—Oh… sorry… I forgot that I'm your personal smoke machine…—she said me, I felt so bad and at the same time, surprised, it was a mix of strong emotions, because, I didn't want to force her to smoke, never I will do that, but, at the same time, I think that… I will do it. I felt so confused.

—No, no, no, no, no… what are you saying? You're not my personal smoke machine, you are a person, a girl… a human… my girlfriend! —I said nervous and almost screamed.

She sipped her cigarette again, until she down to the end of the filter, again, she grimaced with disgust, and she blew me a lot of smoke to my face. It was a long blew with too much smoke.

—Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! —I just thought while I received the smoke. At the end of the puffs and exhales, she started to cough, it was a little dry cough and I could see that she left escape residual smoke in each cough—. Oh! Are you okay?! —I said to her while I was patting her back to help her with her coughs.

—Cough… cough… cough… yeah… it was too much… cough… cough… smoke for me…—she said. I saw that she had a hard breathing.

—Oh God… sorry… sorry…Sorry! —I said to her with worry and almost cry. I thought that she got lung cancer or something for try to satisfice my fetishism, I really felt so bad because she was my girlfriend, my unique true love.

Suddenly she started to laugh a lot.

—Whut…—I said confused.

—Do you really think that I'll feel something bad for smoke to much? You don't know me really… ha, ha, ha… you fool…

—Eh?! —I exclaimed to her.

She sipped her cigarette again and she blew smoke to my face.

—You know this is our secret right? A secret relationship? —said me.

—Yeah…

—Well in the school to much people started to suspect about our relationship, It was easy to persuade, because they're fools, so… try to don't say anything about our relationship, for two reasons… one… I'm minor age… I'm 16 years old, on the store I can buy cigarettes because they think that I'm 18 years by my legs, good formed breast and my wide hips, second, you're one year younger than me, 15 years old so… when I'll have 18 years old, you will have 17… it would be a problem… so… I have a question to you…—she said me.

—What thing?

—Do you really love my smoke? Or something like that from me… my way to smoke over you? —she asked. I was got red. She looked something angry.

—Yeah…—I responded softly.

—Ok… try to don't to be discovered… please… and I wanna say something more…—she said something softly too. She putdown the remained smoky cigarette in the ashtray.

—What? —I asked her.

She took my thin waist and hugged me tightly and kissed me. I received the kiss, I just closed my eyes and I hugged her too, I put my arms over her neck. She was a little taller than me, so I had to move my face to her up. At the end, she stopped and saw me, our faces were close, and she whispered me.

—Remember two things… it's our secret, and…

Suddenly I felt the reeks of her mouth, it was a horrible odor as an ashtray. She really smoked since the morning and all day. I couldn't hold my coughs. I tried to turn my face to a side to avoid her breath, but she didn't leave, she took softly my face to point my mouth to her.

—It's okay… cough me… cough me…—she said me. She looked happy and excited.

—Ye... yeah...—I responded and started to cough to her face. I thought that I'll gonna puke over her.

While I was coughing over her. She told me:

—Remember that I your personal smoke machine… and you are my cute cougher kitty.

I had to breathe her stinky breath to continue coughing over her face. It was horrible but, I was so excited.

She left me and told me again:

—Sorry for that… I know that in this moment I'm as toxic as an exhaust pipe of a car… and my breath is like the exhaust fumes to you… but… I really want your coughs over my face… It wouldn't be fair that you have my smoke in your face, and I don't have your coughs in mine…

—Cough! Cough! Cough… okay… I understood… Cough! Cough! Cough! —I responded. I really was choked.

—Okay… tee hee… c'mon… let's to my room my love…—she said me very happy while she took my hand.

When we arrived to her room, I could see that she had a little room with a middle bed. She threw herself to the bed and lay down for a moment. I just saw her and thought that She was an angel… it's beautiful, she had the body of a lady, with a good formed breast, long and wide legs, thin waist like a wasp, long brown hair… blue eyes, she looked like a handsome woman. I was fifteen years old, and I looked like a thin and flat doll near to her.I was seated in the edge of the bed. I that moment she woke up.

—Ah… sorry… I needed a little rest. It was a hard school day for me.

—I understand you…—I responded to her with a smile.

She took a sit on the edge of the bed near a drawer and she took a chewing gum from there. Then, she walked to her wardrobe and took a yellow and large silk bed sheet. She extended the bed sheet and covered me.

—Ah?... what are you doing? —I inquired to her with something curious.

—Nothing…—she responded while had covered me and entered under the bed sheet with me.

She put her arms over my shoulders, she was to close to me, and took a long breathe, then she blew my face. I felt her breath, she smelled a slightly a cigarette with mint. She continued chewing her gum for a moment, and told me:

—Better?

—Ye… yeah…—I responded her something nervous.

She approached to me and she took a long breath again while she smelled my long hair then she blew slowly to my neck.

—Tee hee… you tickle me…—I said to her while I laughed a little.

She stopped and she saw me for a moment.

—I think that I could do it…—said me.

—What thing? —I questioned her confused.

She left the bed and went to the living room. she went back with her cigarette pack, an ashtray and her lighter.

—What are you thinking? —I said something scared while I saw her.

—I'm your personal smoke machine… Right? —she said me.

—Eh?! eh… I don't know… —I doubted.

—Well… take a decision. Yes, or not? —she said me while she was playing with her lighter.

I got so nervous, she had evident intentions. I felt so excited at the same time. I just responded her.

—Yes…

—Well it's time to do smoke… my kitty—she responded me.

She entered with me under the sheet bed and took covered very closed to me. She tried to light her cigarette.

—Wait! —I stopped her—. I think that… you could burn the bed sheet…—I said worried.

—Oh… that's true…—she said with the dangling cigarette in her lips. —Ok just open your arms like this… and your legs right this…—she said me and I obeyed her. She opened me to do a closed space in the bed sheet. In the middle was her stuff.

She saw me and told me.

—Ok… I think that it is sufficient… so… ready to the smoke show?

—Eh?... I… I…—I just responded very nervous

—Ok I'll take that as a yes…—she said and she lighted her cigarette.

I was a little uncomfortable in that position, my arms and legs was extended to try to avoid that the hot ashes touch the bed sheet, I was with the back over the wall trapped for her, and at the same time, I was felt something excited.

She smoked her cigarette and made a lot of smoke. I could saw the smoke filled the place slowly. I looked like a gas chamber. She sipped her cigarette and inhaled and exhaled, inhaled and exhaled, puffed, and puffed and puffed, until smoke was visibility as a thick haze inside the closed space under the bed sheet. I held my breathe all time I saw how the smoke was filled the place.

—Uff…that's too much smoke… it's hard to breath here even for me…—she commented—. Okay prepare yourself… I'll do more…—she added to me while I tried to avoid smoke, turning my head to other side and tried to breath shallow while grimaced. That was too disgusting.

She putdown the ashes of her cigarette in ashtray, the hot ashes jumped to the air and fell in my thigh (I was wearing my school skirt in that moment). I screamed a little. The hot ashes burned me a bit.

—Ah! You burned me…—I exclaimed to her.

—Ah! So sorry… I'll be more careful…—she said me and she putdown her ashes of the cigarette slowly in the ashtray.

She continued smoking under the bed sheet. I felt good, but at the same time I felt something dizzy and had a little headache. I thought that nicotine had reached with toxic levels to me, but, the only idea that I was breathing her smoke, was turning on me.

I saw her. She looked awesome among smoke cloud. She pushed aside her long hair softly and sipped her cigarette. I couldn't understand how she could breathe in the middle of her own thick smoke as if there's nothing in the air.

—Angie…—I said.

—What happen? Wanna little breathe of fresh air? —mocked me and blew smoke to my face.

—No. My nose and throat hurt me, I really want to stay here… you smoke beautiful… but, I really want to cough…—I said to her.

—Oh… it's okay… I won't lie you… I wanna cough too…—she said me, and grimaced while saw the smoky cigarette.

—Well… I…—I said to her and she interrupted me suddenly.

—Okay… let me do more smoke… I wanna cough with you…—she said me.

—Okay… do more smoke…—I responded her with a smile in the middle of the burned tobacco haze.

—Yeah…—she said and sipped her cigarette.

She blew smoke to my face constantly, and I saw her. I started to cough a lot while the smoke turned thicker and thicker. She continued smoking until she arrived to the end of her cigarette. There was a lot of smoke, it was indescribable. I just felt that I was in the heaven… (well… a heaven of burned tobacco… but… filtered by my love… literally, I just breathed and breathed her thick exhales in a closed space. It was hard to see her, really… I needed a fog lamp to see her in the middle of the thick smoke cloud that she made with her long cigarette) …

I coughed a lot for a time, almost a pair of minutes, then, she started to cough with me among thick smoke. We coughed a lot for a few minutes. Then silence was formed. She saw me for a moment and I saw her. The cigarette was in middle, on the ashtray, it had a vertical smoke trail that continued filled the place, it had continued polluting slowly the air around us in the closed space. Angie cleared her choked throat and she said.

—Ejem… Well… ejem… it's all… I need air…

I saw her, she didn't lie me, I needed air too, but, she looked beautiful among her own smoke and choking with me. I coughed a little too and responded:

—Cough... Yeah me too… I got exhausted for this position… and I think that we could burn the bed sheet…

—Yeah… well…—she said and she started to aside the bed sheet of around us. We left the bed sheet and a stela of smoke was formed around us that slowly took the air of the room. Slowly it started to dissolve around us.

—It's beautiful… right? —I said to her while I watched the smoke up to the roof and dissolve in the air. Angie laughed a little.

—Tee hee... You really love my smoke way? Right? —she said me.

—I don't know… smoke... it makes me feel… something… when I see smoke around me, I just wanna touch it... caress it… I really love to see smoke in the air, like a dense cloud around me…—I said while I was continued seeing the huge and thin smoke cloud disolvering in the roof.

I turned my gaze to her. She was seeing me. Then, slowly she left the smoky ashtray on the fitment, and later, she approached to me. I was seeing her something nervous and excited. She took my face softly with both hands and she put my face close to her. She blew me gently her breath and lightly, it stinks like the ashtray. I closed my eyes and started to cough almost immediately by the unpleasant smell.

—I'm your personal smoke machine…—she whispered me softly—. And you are my little cougher kitty…—she added while I continued coughing over her face.

She kissed my lips in a long kiss. I really loved her.