Pretty sure my neighbor watches me jackoff i leave my window open on purpose i can see a cig in a dark room from time to time it makes me so fucking hard
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Nights in Arlen
A KotH sex story
By: null
It was about 9:30 PM on a Tuesday night in Arlen, TX. Luanne Platter and her friend Jaime are sat on Jaime’s 2nd floor apartment balcony. Not a big place at all but Jaime kept it clean and welcoming. Hot but with a nice breeze blowing, the two of them are in shorts and sneakers. Luanne decided on a black bra and white tank top for her visit. Jaime’s was the last place on earth where Luanne felt comfortable and somewhat normal. Jaime has on a hoody but her D breasts are not easily stashed away.
“It’s getting late Jaime… I have to go soon” said Luanne as she tapped out another cigarette from her friends pack, her 3rd that hour.
“Do you want to go to Sugarfoots tomorrow? I’ll give you a ride. I definitely saw a ‘help wanted’ sign. They would hire you in a second!” said Jaime, Luanne’s friend of a few years. Not as pretty as Luanne but built the same way and on par mentally.
“I don’t know. I guess. I hate waiting tables. It’s like being a servant. You have to be happy when you’re really not.”
Luanne was visibly troubled and her friend was getting worried. Luanne had been broken up with Lucky for two months. Even before her and Lucky hit the rough patch that led to their parting ways her attitude had been different. Not the happy, blissfully clueless, piece of southern thickness those who know her have come to expect and love. These last few months she’s always seemed preoccupied and when questioned dismissive and distant.
“Luanne, what’s wrong? You’re not being Luanne. Are you still hung up on Lucky?” asked Jaime.
“I don’t want to talk about it, Jaime.”
Jaime grew worried and decided to change the subject.
“So do you want to go to Luke’s Saturday night? He and his friends are crazy! We need to just wear next to nothing, go there, and show off. Then leave early. They’ll be so about us then we’ll just leave!” Jaime envisioned their victory and laughed. Her chest bouncing as she didn’t have any support on.
“I don’t know, maybe.” Luanne responded, blankly, as she finished another of her friend’s cigarettes.
Jaime was sure a wild night of flirting and showing off followed by an abrupt departure would be just what Luanne needed to get her back on the right track. She felt accomplished already. In the way that she and Luanne’s type often do as they envision their future through rose colored glasses.
“Alright, I gotta go. So you can give me a ride tomorrow?” asked Luanne, with a curious increase in vocal energy that Jaime could not explain.
“Anytime, just call. I’m off all day.”
Luanne made eye contact with Jaime for the first time in 15 minutes.
“You’re the best” said Luanne.
Jaime felt sad at that moment. It confused her as this small compliment should have lit her up. It didn’t and it was the way Luanne said it. As if it meant something more than a simple thank you. She stood up and squeezed Luanne tight. Their breasts each flowing outward as they tried to escape the pressure of the embrace.
“I love you girl… you know that right?” asked Jaime.
“Yea, I love you too Jaime. Mind if I take a cig for my walk home?”
“Take them. I have a carton in the fridge.”
“Thanks” Luanne responded, relieved. She squeezed back to equal Jaime’s embrace.
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As Luanne walked home one thought, and one thought alone, was dominating her. She literally had to shake her head once in an attempt to push it away. The wind was calmer now. It was summer so kids were out playing hide and go seek. She saw a young boy find and start chasing a younger girl. The young girl was laughing uncontrollably as the boy tackled her onto the grass. Luanne was struck with a profound feeling of nostalgia. As she watched her steps she reminisced on her summer nights as a young girl running from boys. She tossed a cigarette butt into a drain. She crossed her arms under her breasts and her cleavage grew. The good memories of summers past were distorted then gone, replaced by a knot in her stomach. She had begun to hate her body. She hated that her breasts were so big. At one time they were such a source of confidence and pride. Now they disgusted her. As she thought about this she almost wanted to uncross her arms as she could not even stand indirectly touching them. She hated her golden blonde hair. A feature all of her girlfriends constantly said they wished they could have. “You can fucking have it” she thought. Anymore she just wore it in a lazy pony-tail. She hated her thick, round, protruding ass. Something most girls would hate but she loved once upon a time. An asset guys in her area were most keen on. She knew what she had and she flaunted it. Now, it was most decidedly a hate filled relationship. With her chest she could cover up, which she did when she was anywhere but at Jaime’s. But with her ass there was nothing she could do. All of her clothes were what they were. Short, tight, or revealing. In most cases all of the above. As she thought about her wardrobe she began to hate the girl she used to be. This caused her to tear up a little as the thought of hating ones younger and more innocent self is tremendously complicated and confusing. Luanne would never think on that sort of ‘meta’ level but she did know what she felt and it was weird. As she turned down the alley behind Rainy Street her steady pace was significantly slowed as her eyes met the yellow walls of the Hill residence off in the distance. Red truck parked in the driveway. For a second all thoughts and feelings were absent as if she were a deer in headlights. Slowly a feeling of dread surrounded her. She had been down this alley hundreds of times. If she had any talent in her hands she could draw it from memory. That said, for the past few months it has felt absolutely alien to her. She tightened the cross under her pale, ample boobs and began the final trek home. She was sick to her stomach now. She felt sweat beginning to accrue on her forehead. Her jaw was tight. Her hands were clenched. This all became apparent at once as she landed her first step on the driveway.
“Luanne!”
She felt as if she was hit on the back of her head as all the feeling of the past minute was instantly gone.
“Luanne look!”
She turned and looked towards the sound of her name. Bobby and Joseph were running toward her. Bobby was holding something in his hands.
“Bobby, what?” Luanne called out half in a daze having come from the mind state she was in.
“It’s a frog we found down by the Johnsons pond. Look how big it is!” Bobby cried.
Bobby and Joseph arrived at where Luanne was standing sweating and dirty. In Bobby’s hands was a rather massive green frog.
“Bobby that’s gross” Luanne said half aware.
“Do you think Dad will let it in the house?”
Luanne felt a quick jolt of electricity shoot from her head to her toes when Bobby mentioned him.
“I don’t know Bobby. Maybe you should let Joseph keep it tonight and find out in the morning. He might be sleeping” Said Luanne with ulterior motives for keeping him unbothered if at all possible.
Suddenly aware that he’s been mentioned by Luanne Joseph’s gaze was broken away from her thick round ass.
“Yea, my dad won’t care!” he stammered trying not to lose the image of Luanne’s deeply defined ass crack and underwear lines in her tight red cotton shorts.
“OK, Joseph. We can keep it at your house. But if my dad says it’s OK he’s moving in tomorrow! Now come on your mom got us hot pockets for the sleep over!” Bobby cried.
They both ran off towards Dale’s house. Joseph clumsily looking back at Luanne then disappearing behind his dads minivan. Luanne felt sick again as a result of seeing the dead insect on Dales truck. “He’s gross” she thought as she considered the type of guy who would have that on his truck. Then she turned and walked towards the sliding glass doors. Now sick to her stomach for another reason.
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The light were on but nobody was in the kitchen. The thought had occurred to her to rip one final cigarette before she went in but at this point was numb and plus Aunt Peggy didn’t want her sneaking cigarettes in the back yard anymore. The numbness was slightly lessened at the thought of Aunt Peggy. Basically Luanne’s mom now she felt close to her but more on a friendship level. She thought Aunt Peggy was one of the most intelligent people in the world even though most of the world thought, while friendly in her own way, she was an over confident windbag. Suddenly Luanne became aware she was standing at the sliding glass door looking into the house but unable to open the door. She was temporarily frozen in time as she neither wanted to go in nor continue to stand there looking like a weirdo. As she began to raise her hand to the door the light went off in the kitchen. Luanne stood there with her hand on the door handle for a few seconds. Then she slowly opened it. There was no risk of creaking or grinding as he kept everything in perfect working order. This thought caused knot to return. She slowly closed the door behind her and locked it. As she walked to the doorway to the living room she could hear Aunt Peggy talking to herself. Something about “fixing something when he should be in bed”. The acute awareness that often goes with sneaking around suddenly fell out of her. Numbness was all that was left. He was awake. In the garage. The sweat returned to her forehead. She swallowed the lump in her throat. She didn’t want to talk to Aunt Peggy in this state so she waited in the dark kitchen until she heard Aunt Peggy in her bedrooms bathroom then slipped into her bedroom. She shut the door and leaned against it. No lock on the door. There used to be one until a few months ago. She started crying quietly. She sat down on her bed and took her shoes off. She had white ankle socks on with pink paws dotted throughout. She peeled off her red shorts and dropped them into her hamper. The white cotton underwear matched her socks. She slipped on Jaime’s Arlen High sweatpants and got under her covers. She felt exhausted from the mental anguish of the past hour. Foolishly she held onto a single hope as she always did at this moment. Laying on her side in her room in his house she hazily stared at the clock on her night stand. Cigarette smoke and winterfresh gum on her breath. The clock read 10:32 PM…
To be continued.
Ive been looking for a photo of a girl that had a pack of Marlboro cigs between her legs does anyone know where I can find it?
Couple pnp cig smokers for soon in Houghton lake. Extra fetish we'll all 3 fuck my wife then tie your firl up. Soon let chat
So about 10 years or so go I was living in Texas. While there I was with this one chick and after going out with a few couples here and there talked about swapping with one of the couples one night. The four of us agreed so we went to the bar like usual but on this occasion the booze was overpowering the woman of the couple so I just passed out next to her in the bed and let my girl and her ol man do their own thing, Was told next day only thing that happened was oral. So anyways the next weekend comes up and we all go back to the bar and after dancing with the woman i was supposed to hook up with the weekend prior she tells me she felt bad because I went without. The bar had just become a no smoking bar so using the excuse of needing a cigarette we went out to her husbands truck. As she climbed into the truck I watched as her short skirt rode up even higher showing me that she had left her panties at home. Stepping up behind her I slide my hand between her legs and run my fingertips over her barely existant lower lips. Rubbing her lightly on her clit before sliding my finger slowly into her. She was far tighter than I expected as I started to fuck her faster with my middle finger. Looking over her shoulder at me, she smiles before spinning around on the seat and pulls me in for a deep kiss. Now usually im all about going down on a woman. To me there is nothing better than a good tasting pussy. She was in so much of a rush though that she didnt give me a chance. Before i knew it she had my belt undone and was pulling me into the truck by my belt loop. Sliding between her thighs as I sunk myself into her warm folds hearing her gasping for me to go slow. She wasnt used to someone doing the work for her as her husband had a hip injury years before. I did as she asked as she adjusted to me. After taking it slow for a good while I help her adjust as I bend her over and take her from behind, She starts to say somehting but only comes out as a squeal as I pump my hips against hers making sure she can hear our hips slapping together. She pulls her face up a bit then mumbles something about being hot, So reaching over her as I continue to bring her closer to her own end I turn on the truck and the air conditioner. Suddenly i hear her studder then scream as she came 4 times in a row that I know of and begged me to stop. I pulled out slowly and sat back inthe passenger seat searching for my now discarded jeans. Lighting a cigarette she moves herself so she is laying between my legs her head on my stomach. After we share the cigarette she starts to suck me off for a while before we hear a knock on the window of the truck. Looking behind me its one of the other girls from our lil group of drinking buddies. Girl never stopped bobbing her head in my lap as the one outside the truck eyes got big as she realized what was going on. She asked me for a cig and never made an attempt to leave. The fact that she was watching was too much and I came hard in her mouth. After we were finished and the girl outside finished her cigarette we got dressed and went back to the bar. As we are walking up im holding the hand of the girl that just swallowed my seed as the other slides her hand in my pocket whispering if next weekend was her turn. I miss those days.
Just getting stuff off my mind, hence the anonymous post
I've managed to stop smoking, which is good. Been off cigs about 2/3 months, apart from a couple I've had here or there, but I reckon I'm pretty done with them now.
However, I've had a week off work this week and I've started to do a bit of cocaine. Not loads, but I know I have an addictive personality, and cocaine is addictive. Much more than I should be just watching YouTube all night.
I'm not sure if it's because I have a week off so I'm a bit more, or if the lack of happy chemicals from stopping smoking is making me want to replace it with happy chemicals from a different source. I am on antidepressants, which the cocaine doesn't help with much. I'd argue I'm worse the next day because of them.
I'm not really looking for advice, and definitely not looking for a dealer 😂
There is NO SCAT in this story - maybe dirty ass-licking but no actual shit!
Name’s Daisy. I’m a teenage hooker. A teenage dirtbag, literally.
See, the punters I choose are the filthy laborer types, young fit guys who hardly ever wash (‘specially when they know they’ll be seeing me soon).
I like ‘em fit-bodied, sweaty, stinking. Some of ‘em even dress special for me. They know what I like, what turns me on so they’ll wear underwear they use as cumrags, they’ll wear the jeans they use to piss into while they have a good wank or a squeeze-off into them. If they ever wash, they know not to wash for a few days before they plan on seeing me.
I live in a trailer. It’s a pretty small one, very old, and def not pretty to look at.
Inside I set the atmosphere for my guys. I never clean up, there’s empty been cans and liquor bottles, some empty and some half cunsumed littered about along with cig butts and the occasional used condom (some guys insist on using condoms - I can’t understand why?)
At one end of my cramped living space is a makeshift bar with plenty of liquor, shots, bowls of prepared weed and when I know who’s coming there’ll be lines of coke prepared and ready for the party.
My day never starts til midday when I wake up. I take a look around the place to see if I can remember what went on the previous night. Sometimes there’ll be one or two punters laying about the place ----- off the booze and coke-fuelled night they just had. Naked, of course, and usually streaked with the bodily fluids they’ve picked up from the orgy of the night. Sometimes I’ll get down with the guy and start licking his cock to wake him/they up. If I’ on my own I’ll feel between my legs and scoop some filth out of my cunt. I love to smell the fingers of that hand while I frig myself off with the other. Sometimes I’ll roll over and scoot down the filthy black sheet on the bed (never washed, of course) til I find the stuff that’s leaked out of me overnight. I love to cum with fingers thrumming in my cunt while I wipe my face in the pool of jizz that’s leaked out during the night, sniffing and then finally licking at it, wiping my face in it til I have a beautiful cum.
Sometimes I’ll find a skidmark of cockcheese where it’s been wiped off on its way to find my cunt or my mouth. I ‘specially love to find those glistening, slimy threads and if I do, I’ll save them for my final cum.
“Cockcheese or smegma is the slut’s caviar,” I was told a long time ago by someone very close to me. She was a hooker too and she knew what she was talking about when it came to anything to do with pleasing punters and earning a good buck or two.
“If a guy’s giving you his cheese then that’s a privilege, he might have saved that up ‘specially for you so appreciate that and let him know you appreciate it. You lick it nice and slow, see? Don’t rush and tilt your head on one side, look up at him while you swirl your tongue around the tip, under the head where the rich stuff is. Let him see your tongue and lips coated with his gift.
“And, girl, NEVER waste it by swallowing. One you have the full taste in your mouth you can either let it drool out of your mouth over your tits and belly. Some guys like you to skin the foreskin right back and drool it back right where it came from, then close the foreskin back, ready for him to fuck you. Or if you’ve got another sluts company that night he may slide his way over to her and watch while she suckles it off of him.
“So DON’T WASTE IT! Some guys like an explosive spitting of it right over their cock and balls.
“And there are those ‘specially filthy guys that like you to kiss them with their own crud. They’re the best, those guys and you’ll get the best tips and returns from them.
“Some punters even like to watch you licking another guy’s smeg and they’ll grab you and lick the other guy’s smeg off of your face and out of your mouth, they won’t waste it either, they’ll spit it out over their bellies or their cocks.
“A lot of guys want to shit on you, on your cunt or in your mouth. I’ve never been one to like shit. Not saying it wasn’t good at the time but you can’t get the smell off of you afterwards and likely you wont get no work the next day, so watch out for that one.”
Yes, I have a lot to thank mom for, she taught me well.
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Looking for some pics or videos of women smoking cigs so I can jerk to them they make me so hard
So about 5 years ago my gf and i were fucking and i asked her if she was a dirty little slut and she said yes i am. Then i asked her she ever thought about getting fucked by any of my friends and she told me that she did and i asked her who and she told me my friend pete. So i told her that she should she agreed and awhile later pete was over at my house and i started playing with her pussy under the blankets on my bed. Pete was sitting right next to my bed and i pulled her shirt down so both her tits were out. Pete could tell what was going on and when i looked over was watching what i was doing so i pulled the blanket off her showing him her tits. He got uncomfortable and said he was going to leave us alone and go smoke a cig and left the room. So sometime later i was hanging out with just pete and i asked him why he was being a pussy and he said it was weird to him. He asked my why i didn't care and i told him i didnt look at sex as a big deal as long as she wasnt cheating on me i didnt care what she did. So he didnt have much to say and we left it at that. So one night after i got done fucking my gf she said she wanted more dick, so i told her to go fuck pete and she left for like 3 hours. When she came home she told me that she got to his house and he was actin awkward so she just got naked and he got hard so she started rubbing his dick though his pants and unzipped his pants and started sucking the fuck out of his cock. She said she sucked his dick for like 20 minutes and she kept asking him to get up and fuck her and he didnt want to he said it would be fucked up but didnt stop her from continuing to suck his dick. She eventually just got up and started riding his dick she rode him for about 45 minutes and he still wouldnt get up and fuck her so she went back to sucking his dick untill he without warning filled her mouth with his cum she swallowed it all and thanked him . She has only swallowed my cum once and she almost threw up. But she was getting off so hard from being a bad girl she said she loved it. Alot more to come!
Wondering if this quallifies as thick, about as wide as a pack of cigs for scale
i confess that i am going to buy a pack of cigs and will probably show my dick to pretty girls that i pass in the street!!!
Lately I have been noticing this hot 20 something working and hanging out in the mall I work in. When she's not in her work uniform she dresses in tight jeans and those shirts that hug her tits(34B's) and shows off her mid riff. A very nice view really and has made my 42 year old cock harden on more then one occasssion. The last week she was chatting with a few of us in my shop when she told us that she was living out of her car in the local Walmart parking lot! Which at the time I dismissed as BS but the yestday on my way in I noticed her sunbathing next to her car and that got me so hard. Later that night she stopped by our smoking area looking to bum a cigarette as I had just finished my last I offered to pick up a pack after work and stop by her car if that was OK with her. She smiled and said sure. Mmm I felt my cock start to harden as I hurried off. It was almost 1030 before I got to my mini van where I had a spare pack of cigs and headed over to the Walmart lot, only briefly glancing at the 2 empty child seats in the back, thankful my wife and the kids are out of state for the long weekend. I pulled up next to Mandy's car a very beat up Honda on the passager side. As I approached her car she leaned over and unlocked the passager door as she did I was treated to the sight of her harded nipples pressed against her top. I offered her the unopened pack as I slide inside and pulled the door closed, it was only at that point that I realized she was not wearing any pants and her seat was recline most of the way back. Seeing my surprise she said "Figured you were not going to stop and was just getting ready for bed!" While I heard her words I admit I was transfixed on her wet black panties and purple dildo laying on the floor, and had all I could do to say "oh sorry, I should go then." As I turned to open the door her hand caressed my knee, and she said "let me pay you for the smokes" and with that her hand was on my raging hardon, "Yes" I replied as I undid my belt, "By all means!" Her young fingers quickly wrapped around my cock and pulled it out and began stocking me! I reached over to touch her wet panties but she pushed my hand away, "maybe another time baby, right now I am thanking you" My head was swimming not just from her amazing hand job but from her words "another time", holy shit she wanted to hook up with me again!! My eyes closed as I enjoyed the pleaser of her hand, knowing that it would be over very soon, suddenly my eyes opened wide as her tougne suddenly touched my cock, it took every once of strength not to cum right then, as I looked down to see her now naked tits hanging down almost touching me as her mouth works on my cock, as she takes me into her mouth my hands find her rock hard nipples. I rub them between my fingers and as I do I feel my orgasm building, I know I cannot stop it I warn her but she does not care, and moments later I explode deep inside her mouth, to my surprise she is makes every drop I have, only letting me out to ofmerr after I have started to go soft. "Hope that covers the cost" she smiles, my cum still on her tougne, "ah yeah it does I mummble, as I zip back up slightly disappointed but not sure I could handle more. As I get out of the car, I hear the sound of he vibrator being turned on as I close the door behind me, I turn to see her smile at me, the vibrator already deep inside her as she lights a cigarette.
Think I will take the kid's seat out of the mini van tomorrow and go shopping at Walmart for a carton of cigarettes, some condoms and 20yr old pussy!! Walmart really does have everything!!!!
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