Smoking fetish is one of those delightful things in which time seems to stand still during play. The passage of time only marked by the flammable in hand slowly burning away. The ash rubbed onto skin, the cherry burning hair, the butt set deeply on a tongue. We both watch in delight in the still room as the smoke curls in the air after a sensuous escape from My mouth, or french inhaled by nose. How does this fetish grab at us? Is it the sensuality? Is it the forced inhalation of cancerous smoke? Is it the danger associated, the panther temperament of a film noir beauty? Its all those things.
It is beautiful to watch, playing with vapours, steam, bubbles, all things transitionary and momentary that can be manipulated with our mouths or hands delights us at our childlike centers. We are hypnotised by the movement of smoke and it holds our attention for the brief amount of time smoking takes. Perhaps it was too in our childhoods where we witnessed bad boys or girls smoking, knowing that our goodness was so close to a drawbridge that would take us on adventures. As teenagers, wasn't it always the bad kids, the troublemakers, the ones who first started experimenting with drugs and violence and sex that smoked? We desired that rebellion for ourselves but were too timid to try. I did not view smoking in this light as I was the bad girl, the one not afraid to get in fights, who wouldn't back down, who wasn't afraid to be confident and sexual. I was the bad girl you watched smoke at a distance.
I've tried cigarettes and they are garbage. I have moved on to more sophisticated products to indulge in. I learned from a few sophisticated gents from cigar lounges in NYC the art of cigar smoking, I roll joints with raw hemp papers and love the thick smoke and full flavour of clove cigarettes, now harder to find, how I miss them.
The darkness that surrounds the dimly lit, late night smoke I find arousing. The focus in this moment of reprieve in which is surely a rare peaceful moment in this person's chaos is something beautiful to behold.
I have had many smoking fetish sessions and in fact My first professional session as a Dominatrix was a smoking fetish session. That will have to be another entry.
