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Mike and Steve were in their element; after years of torture, the smoking ban in pubs and bars across the UK had been repealed. It was all thanks to the new Prime Ministerâ??s hidden smoking fetish, and though there had been uproar for a while, things had soon gone back to how they had been before. The life, the atmosphere, the danger and the exceptional eroticism had come back to the drinking and part establishments of Britain; the girls were lighting up, and for the two smoking fetishists, it was heavenly.

They hadnâ??t met in person for long, though new each other well enough by now, entirely through their desires, having shared many an hour on an internet pornsite, chatting, sharing links and masturbating. Though a hundred miles apart, each was immeasurably turned on knowing the other was out there at the computer screen, bringing themselves to climax through shared images, each pushing the other closer to ecstasy with new pictures and videos.

With the repealing of the ban, they had decided it was time to meet, arranging it online. Mike took the train down to meet Steve in Nottingham, and they were going out to celebrate their first meeting, and to bask in the glory of their adored smoking women. They were several years apart, but their common interests made them firm friends immediately. Dressed in their finest, they hit the town.

They couldnâ??t believe it. Everywhere they looked were beautiful girls dressed for a night out: short skirts, heels, low cut tops with ample cleavage on show. Almost immediately they homed in on two beauties who were standing at a podium-table in the packed bar.

One was a redhead with full, cherry red lips and thick eyeliner, a tight blouse thrusting her breasts up and forward. Her thin waist was wrapped in a pencil skirt, and fishnet stockings ran all the way down to a pair of knee-high boots. Her friend was platinum blonde, buxom, her breasts similarly displayed, and she wore fully fashioned nylons with a tantalising seam running all the way to her red heels.

Both of them took cigarettes from their purses, relishing the ritual they had been allowed to indulge in again. Sliding the long all-white 120s from the boxes they playfully put them to each otherâ??s lips, lipstick staining the pristine filters, hanging there as they lit them in turn. Both sucked smoke into their mouths but didnâ??t inhale, letting the smoke undulate and roll in velvet waves past their lips and into their nostrils, french inhaling and letting the nicotine rush take hold. Their techniques were perfect, playful, enjoying every second of their wonderful vice.

Steve nudged Mike, "Come on. Letâ??s get them drinks."

Moments later they had approached the girls and made introductions, offering them cocktails. The redhead was Susie, the blonde was Tara. They were lovely girls, easy to talk to and flirty, and both had a look in their eye that suggested they were on the prowl for action.
When it came time for their next cigarette, Mike was quick to offer to light them. He held the lighter with quivering hands, unable to look away from Susies full lips as they pressed to the filter, smoke rolling back into her mouth and out in a perfect stream. Not wanting to deny his friend the pleasure, he gave Steve the lighter and watched him light Taraâ??s smoke. The girls looked at each other, saw the look of pleasure in the menâ??s eyes.

"Do you guys get turned on by smoking girls?" Tara asked.

"What gave you that idea?" Steve said.

"Itâ??s okay," Susie said. "Itâ??s kinda sexy."

With firm hands the girls led Mike and Steve to the dancefloor, cigarettes still held in delicate fingers and they started to dance, pushing Mike and Steve back to back and writhing against them, first with their stocking-wrapped inner thighs, then with their firm, tight asses, their buttocks brushing against the menâ??s groins, which were already growing to full attention.

The girls locked eyes on them, blowing smoke with tempting grace.

"You guys really do like this," Susie said. "What do you reckon, Tara? Should we get out of here and give them a show?"

Tara smiled, blowing a perfect smoking ring and popping a finger through it in mid air. "Absolutely."

They got a taxi back to Steveâ??s house, who quickly poured them drinks and turned on some music. Steve and Mike sat side by side on the couch, watching the girls dance for them, lithe bodies grinding, breasts rubbing against each other and almost spilling from their tops. All the while they dangled their cigarettes, delicate smoke trailing and wreathing them like dirty angels.

Steveâ??s hand went to his groin, rubbing the massive bulge in his trousers. Mike did the same, eyes going between the dancing girls and his friendâ??s hidden, eager cock. The thought of it all was turning him on so much, he couldnâ??t resist, reaching out and stroking Steveâ??s mighty length through the material of his trousers. His buddy gasped, thrilled at the sensation, and with some effort he let all eight inches of his throbbing dick into the open air.

The girls watched and giggled. "You like to play with each other, too?" Susie said. "Thatâ??s so sexy. Jerk him, Mike. Go on."

Mike clamped his hand round Steveâ??s shaft and worked it up and down, the helmet engorged, a trickle of precum already bubbling from his glans. Mike worked his thumb through it, tracing it down the shaft.

"Come on, Steve," Tara said, "Return the favour."

Mike undid his own jeans and let his rod free, relishing the feeling of Steveâ??s powerful grip on it. Their arms pumped in unison, two thick, stiff cocks being brought to full bore. With only a look they stood up, face to face, and pushed their cocks together; they had talked about doing this online and it took no encouragement. Two meat sticks rubbed against each other, enclosed in two fists, helmets and skin rubbing together, quickly slick with eachothers flowing juices.

"Looks like they donâ??t need us," Tara said, lighting a fresh cigarette, blowing her smoke at the ceiling.

"Come here," Steve said, stepping away from the frotting and gripping her by the back of the neck, lowering her mouth to his cum-soaked piece. Without any hesitation Tara took him inside her wet, smokey mouth, all the way the balls, then licked and sucked and coated him in spit and coils of sexy smoke. Susie got down on her knees next to her friend and went to work on Mike, drawing moans of ecstasy from him.

Mike reached down to grab the root of Steveâ??s spit-wet rod, holding it as Tara sucked. Steve did the same as the girls hiked up their skirts and pried their panties aside, probing their own fingers into their beautiful, sweet moisture.

Susie was first into the couch, getting on her knees, panties pulled aside to offer herself up. Mike turned and without any hesitation pushed his member into her red-hot hole, gripping her ruffled-up skirt and gliding in and out smoothly. Susie gasped in pleasure, each breath puffing smoke from her cigarette.

Tara spat on the tip of Steveâ??s cock. "Fuck me like that."

Side by side on the couch, Steve and Mike pumped, the girls yelping with every thrust, angling their necks so they could flick their tongues and share their smoke. When it came time for a new cigarette they lit each others as they had done in the bar.

"Let us ride you," Susie said, and the girls let the men sit down, mighty dicks thrust out. The girls mounted them; Susie placed her boots on the couch and used them as leverage, grinding Mikeâ??s poll expertly. Tara kept her heels on the floor, grinding hard against Steveâ??s cock. Their cigarettes dangled from their lips the whole time.

"This is fucking incredible, stud," Steve said through gritted teeth, trying to hold back.

"Bet night ever, sir," Mike agreed, similarly close to climax.

When the time came, Steve let Tara know. She hopped off like the good little slut she was and tugged her top down, exposing her incredible tits. With perfect precision, Steve unloaded across them, thick gooey spunk running across her nipples and down between those gorgeous tits. His seed glistened in the light.

"Let me taste it," Susie said.

"Me too," Mike agreed. Tara got on the couch and kneeled beside the riding couple, cradling her breasts so both could lick Steveâ??s salty goodness from her. Steve watched Mike licking his cum off the girl, thrilled; just as thrilled as Mike, who lifted Susie high enough to let his dick free of her tight box, gripping it and shooting his ropey founts of crystal liquid across her bare buttocks and the bunched up skirt.

Steve didnâ??t hesitate, lowering to catch the droplets on his tongue, daring to run it along Mikeâ??s cock to catch every last drop, before moving it through Susie's sticky furrow.

They all fell in a heap on the couch, satisfied. The girls let them light their final cigarette of the night, and they watched the beautiful girls snapping smoke back into their mouths. They could have watched it for hours.