“So the message I got on the app told me to come smoke with you. I thought about blowing smoke on a tiny person, or sticking them in my mouth, or on my cigarette. It all seemed fun. I had quit smoking for years, but after my husband died I took the habit back up.”
You hated smoking. But you figured the app was going to occasionally stick you into situations that you didn’t find appealing. It was only temporary, right?
You didn’t have much more time to think as Glenda started moving the huge cigarette towards her lips, open and waiting, a soft, pink painted entrance to her cavernous mouth. Without thinking you dropped down, laying across the filter. You felt Glenda’s upper lip press down on you, squeezing you into the filter of the Virginia Slim. Her lip was soft and moist, and arguably one of the most pleasant things you’d ever experienced. A few seconds later the lip released it’s pressure on you, and the cigarette was pulled away just a few inches from her mouth. You watched as creamy white smoke, minty and sweet, yet almost offensive in scent, swirled around in her open mouth. It emerged as a large ball before being sucked back into her lungs. Her lips then pursed, and she blew a torrent of warm, smelly smoke over you. But you liked it.
“Mmm… you felt good under my lip,” she said. “I hope you enjoyed that. But honestly, I don’t care, because I did,” she laughed, bringing the cigarette back towards her smiling mouth.
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