Chapter #1.- Remembering.

I was smoking a cigarette in the sofa reading a fashion magazine. My ashtray was in a little table in my right side, next to my cigarette pack and my lighter, but I was smoking with my left hand (yeah, I'm lefty), so, each time I needed to left my ashes in the ashtray, I left a doble smoke trail to my face, of course, I loved to smoke cigarettes so much.

This was my second cigarette; I was near to the end. I loved to pump the cigarette with my mouth to inhale so much smoke as I could, and left it dangling in lips while I exhaled the smoke inside my me to my nose, to breathe deeply, pump the cigarette again and exhale the smoke by nose again until I got a dense smoke cloud around me, and practically caressing me. Of course, I didn't that until I had near the end of my cigarette, to avoid to smoke fast it and get the end it since the beginning.

I had a little, upturned and straight nose, with small nostrils, so, each time I exhaled my smoke from my nose, usually I ended with a thick residual smoke inside it; that made me hard to breathe, so, to clear my nose, I took a breather to, eventually, cough the smoke to get outside the residual smoke from my nose and breathe correctly again.

I was close to the end of my cigarette, so, I pumped it to do a dense and thick smoke cloud around me. When I got the cigarette butt, I just put off it into the ashtray, to take another cigarette from my cigarette pack and continue smoking.

I lighted up another cigarette, making more smoke, after the first drag, I pointed my lips to the roof to blew the smoke that I'd inhaled in a smoke column.

Among the smoke, I continued reading my magazine, of course, my gaze was fogged by the dense smoke that I had done, so, I only saw the picture of a model with a beautiful long and red dress. She looked too good in that.

When I turned the page in the middle of my cigarette smoke cloud. I saw a commercial, about back to school, it was the picture of a girl wearing a uniform school, with her white blouse, black jacket and red mini skirt with high socks and her little black shoes.

In a moment, I started to remember my daughter, exactly the moment when she caught me smoking outside the house. In that moment I sipped my cigarette deeply inhaling so much smoke and I opened my mouth only to leave escape the smoke to the air. Behind me, she appeared.

"Cough, cough… mom?" she coughed a couple of times and called me a bit breathless. I turned to see her.

I remember that she put a hand in her mouth to cough into it. She looked so fragile among my dense smoke, grimacing fanning my cigarette smoke to prevent to inhale more of it.

"Oh! Honey!" I said to her and I got closer to fan the smoke that I'd done. "So sorry honey… it… it was not my intention to make you cough with my smoke…" I said a bit worried to her, because she got choked into my cigarette smoke.

She only giggled glad and warmly, and she asked to me:

"Mom, why are you smoking here?

I couldn't respond nothing, I just smiled embarrassed with the smoky cigarette between my fingers.

"Mom! Please, come to home to smoke your cigarette, make yourself comfortable inside while smoke" she told me.

"Eh? But… but…" I said doubting.

In that moment, I got a bit angry, I thought that she wanted a cigarette to smoke and I scolded her.

"No! Smoking is a bad habit! Don't think that I will give a cigarette!

My daughter, called Marina, giggled and she responded to me.

"I don't want a cigarette, I just mean that… that this your house too, you don't need to be outside to smoke your cigarette; when you could to be inside comfortable smoking…

"Oh?" I exclaimed confused.

"Eh… well… if like to be here, it's okay… so sorry mom… see ya!" she said smiling and she said good bye to went to her room.

I felt something strange. My heart was beating so hard, and a feeling covering my body. I was thinking how my daughter was looking beautiful in my smoke, coughing. My heart menaced to break my chest I was captivated. I just went to smoke my cigarette inside the house to forget all.

Remembering that evening, I closed my eyes and I sipped my cigarette with eagerness, inhaling so deeply the smoke, inflating my lungs like two balloons up to the bottom. I exhaled the smoke by my nose, dangling my cigarette in my lips, to sipped it again in the middle of my nose exhaling smoke to inhale more. At the end, I opened my mouth to exhale a huge smoke cloud. I ended covered in a heavy cigarette smoke mist, just I loved that.

"Mom?" I heard suddenly.

"Honey!" I exclaimed exalted.

And she was there. My daughter, Marina. Sixteen years old. Slightly taller than me, contrary to me, she had big breasts like two melons, thin waist and wide hips, pronounced thighs, white skin and a fragile facial expression, with a nose like mine, long hair and light brown like mine, but with the eyes of her father, big eyes like a cat's with a serene and relaxed expression and an ocean gaze.

Among my haze. She was fanning delicately with a hand my exaggeratedly dense cigarette smoke.

"Eh… what do you wish honey?" I questioned to her while I was fanning the smoke too with a little shy.

"Phew! It's a lot of smoke!" she exclaimed amazed. She grimaced, closed her eyes and put a hand in her mouth to cough discretely while she was continuing fanning the smoke with the other.

I saw her coughing trying to be silently, then I took a breather to blew the smoke that was in the air and fanning with my hand to try to dissolve it in the air faster, but it was too much.

"Sorry honey… so sorry…" I apologized to her among my smoke so embarrassed.

"Cough… cough… it's okay mom… I'll go to open a window… cough... cough..." she said among her own coughs.

She walked through my cigarette smoke, leaving a dense smoke stella with her silhouette. She arrived to a window and she opened it, then she came out a bit to take a heavy breather of fresh air, to clear her little lungs of my dense cigarette smoke. She sighed relieved after breathe deeply the fresh air.

I left my cigarette in the ashtray. I walked through my smoke too to get closer to her.

"What did you wish honey?" I asked to her curiously.

Marina giggled a little and she responded.

"Tonight, there will be a sleepover with my friends, Amanda and Susy… could I go with them?

I giggled warmly and I responded.

"Just if I take you to her home…" I whispered to her.

"Oh… mmh… okay mom, thanks!" she said and she hugged me with love.

We crossed our gazes for a little moment after the hug. I breathed a bit so close to her. I had a bit residual smoke inside me. Marina sniffed the smell of the smoke and she hawked a bit uncomfortable, then she moved away a bit.

"Phew! Sorry, you smell like cigarette smoke…" she said while she was fanning with a hand near to her face.

"Oh! Sorry! Smoker's breath!" I exclaimed to her so embarrassed with a hand in my mouth to prevent to exhale more of my toxic breath to her.

"Tee-hee! It's okay mom, don't worry…" she giggled and said warmly.

Night fall and I took her to her friend's house. I saluted the family of Amanda. After all, I went to my home. I had my own house alone, of course, as my bad habit, after a bath, I went to my room to smoke cigarettes as much as I could.

I smoked almost three cigarette packs in a row. My room was full of smoke, it was so much smoke until it filled the corridor still with my door's room closed. I was underwear among my own cigarette smoke haze, coughing hardly, loudly and breathless, just as I loved.

I lighted up another cigarette, I kissed the butt inhaling smoke so much as I could to exhale relieved in a sigh. In the middle of my thick cigarette smoke cloud. I began to think in my daughter.

She was so beautiful, behaving like a miss, so delicate, so softly and so gentle. I thought in her coughing in my cigarette smoke, fragile, flimsy, coughing slightly.

I couldn't avoid to start to fingering myself. I was breathing shakily while my fingers were doing her magic inside my panties. I moaned loud, to prevent it I sipped my cigarette while I was touching myself hardest.

I moaned with smoke her name: "Marina, my daughter! My love! My honey!" while I was getting pleasure fingering myself so hard.

I smoked my cigarette to get relaxed. Of course, I ended too wet and feeling guilty, about my daughter. I masturbated thinking in her among my own cigarette smoke, thinking about how she was coughing in my smoke.

I didn't feel very well. I smoked too much cigarettes. I coughed among my smoke cigarette haze until I fall asleep.

At next day. I took a bath, and I went to Amanda's house, to bring my daughter home. It nothing happened. I ended to kept that night as a personal secret.