Trevor McPherson gingerly worked the steering wheel and pedals of his dad’s car as he drove through the familiar suburban neighborhood approaching his home on a Friday evening in early October. He had just gotten his driver’s license a month ago and was still pretty nervous behind the wheel. A few short months earlier, he had no burning desire at all to get his driver’s license despite his 16th birthday approaching in August, but the girl a few feet to his right in the passenger seat changed that rather quickly in the later weeks of summer when he fast-tracked his way through driver’s ed. Trevor allowed himself to take his eyes off the road for a second to look at 15-year-old Lauren, a beautiful long-haired dark blond who could not have more perfectly personified the Midwestern girl next door. The nervous look on Lauren’s face matched her body language, as she repeatedly crossed and uncrossed her legs and took copious and deeper drags than usual from her cigarette. Trevor was nervous too, but seeing that Lauren was far more nervous than him was just too adorable and an uncharacteristically smug smile lit up his face.
Lauren took note of Trevor’s grin and a nervous smile emerged on her own face before saying, “You’re enjoying this just a little too much!” She paused to take another nervous drag from her cigarette and then added through a talking exhale “I’m soooo nervous about meeting your family!”
“Don’t worry, babe. They’ll love you,” Trevor smoothly reassured her. The look of youthful apprehension on Lauren’s face as she lamented meeting his family at the end of their car ride took him back to that night in late June when he first met Lauren at the swimming hole in northern Minnesota near where both of their families’ cabins were. A trigger was pushed inside Trevor on the smoky ride up to the cabin with his sisters that day and he decided to let go of his boyhood inhibitions. His first step was to approach the first pretty girl who tickled his fancy, particularly if she happened to be smoking a cigarette. As luck would have it, the very sweet and innocent mid-teen Lauren was sitting on the dock of the lake with her little brother and Trevor dug deep to extract every morsel of confidence he could muster and approached Lauren. It was the best decision he ever made as they connected immediately and hung out together in subsequent weekends at the cabin that summer. They lived two suburbs apart in the Minneapolis-St. Paul area, so Trevor needed to get his driver’s license to reconnect with Lauren on a regular basis after summer ended, but everything fell into place and Trevor had never been happier in his 16 years than he was right now.
But it was time for Trevor to take a big risk that he hoped would yield a huge reward. It was time for Trevor to introduce Lauren to his family. Lauren had always been surprised that Trevor was so tolerant of her smoking but Trevor never broached the topic of his sexual attraction and since he and the conservative Lauren were a long way’s from being intimate, he never had any opportunity to convey it to her without it being awkward. Introducing Lauren to the family had the potential to stitch together some loose ends. It could finally earn him some respect from his family who meant well but had always treated him as fairly invisible since he was so quiet and unassuming…..but how could he be ignored after landing such a cute, intelligent, and well-mannered girlfriend? And being immersed in the smoking culture of his family could subtly send some cues Lauren’s way that might loosen her up in his presence. There was obviously the risk that Lauren could be freaked out by discerning that his interest in her was a proxy sexual fantasy that involved his mother and sisters, but it was a risk Trevor was willing to take and knew that that revelation was inevitable anyway if he and Lauren went out long enough.
Lauren took a final drag from her spent cigarette and deposited the butt out the cracked window which she also exhaled through and then it finally hit her as she turned to Trevor with a terrified look on her face. “Oh shit!” she exclaimed. “Now I’m gonna reek of smoke in front of your family!” apparently not even making the connection while nervously smoking her cigarette up to that point.
Trevor laughed at what would be a legitimate concern for most girls in this position, but quickly put her mind at ease with a deliberate understatement, “Don’t worry. Most people in my family smoke so they won’t care.”
Immediately the fear vanished off of Lauren’s face as she thought for a second and added, “Okay, good. Your clothes always smell like smoke so I figured somebody in your family must smoke.”
Trevor smiled back, not wanting to give away any clues for the merciless smoke assault Lauren was about to get in his house. He didn’t know any details of the smoking situation in Lauren’s home other than both of her parents smoked and that she and her cousin engaged in an uncharacteristic (for Lauren) act of youthful rebellion by sneaking her parents’ cigarettes the summer before last. Trevor didn’t know any girls of Lauren’s girl-next-door pedigree from his school who were smokers, and even with his upbringing surrounded by smokers, he was still kind of shocked that Lauren smoked. And the fascination with smoking that turned such a good girl into a smoker at age 14 was something he hoped would prove exploitable for the purpose of indulging his own smoking fetish. Tonight was gonna be the first test of that, and it was about to happen as he turned into his parents’ driveway and parked the car. He looked to Lauren and she exhaled nervously while making eye contact.
Ever the gentleman, Trevor stepped out of the car and walked over to the passenger side, opening the door for Lauren who gave Trevor a nervous smile while preparing to exit the car. Distracted as Lauren was, Trevor took the opportunity to admire her body as she rose to her feet in the driveway. Lauren dressed seasonally appropriate with a sweatshirt covering her blouse that didn’t do much for Trevor, but she delivered below the waist decked out in a skin-tight pair of black leggings. Trevor was always fascinated that girls in general and Lauren specifically consider these leggings to be fairly conservative attire as they left absolutely nothing to the imagination of the leering male. Lauren looked to the front door as she got out of the car, allowing Trevor to look down to her crotch. His heart skipped a beat as the leggings tightly caressed every curvature and every line of Lauren’s vagina that he had lusted for so heartily since that first night they met more than three months earlier. As she began to walk toward the front door, he got a chance to eyeball her ass which was also perfectly outlined in the leggings. He could stare at Lauren’s nubile body all night, but tonight he had a higher priority only a few feet ahead as they approached the front door of his parents’ house, and he was determined to make sure this night was a success.
Trevor opened the door and held it open for Lauren to enter the house he grew up in. He looked at Lauren’s face to take in her reaction upon entering, and could tell Lauren was taken aback by the blue haze of smoke and the dominating smell of tobacco that hit her immediately. But neither Trevor nor Lauren had much time to react before Trevor’s mom Becky approached the door to greet them, cigarette in hand just as Trevor suspected she would.
“Hello Lauren,” Becky warmly greeted her with a surprisingly aggressive hug. “We’ve heard so much about you.” She paused and Lauren thanked her before adding, “And I must say my son did very well for himself!”
The rest of the family approached the entryway from the living room to see the mystery girl they had been hearing about for months. Becky introduced Lauren to them one by one, first Trevor’s dad Steve, and then sisters Courtney and Haylee who, just as Trevor suspected, were both holding cigarettes in hand as they exchanged greetings. Trevor continued to read the body language, noticing Lauren looking at Courtney and Haylee smoking, and noticing that Courtney and Haylee seemed very shocked at how impressive Lauren was considering their limited expectations of what the wallflower Trevor was capable of lassoing.
Lauren was welcomed into the living room where a five-year-old boy was sitting watching TV. Becky pointed his direction and said “Oh and this is Jarrod. Our daughter Haylee babysits him and his little brother. His brother is sleeping right now so if you don’t mind keep your voice down a little so he doesn’t wake up before dinner.”
Lauren mostly smiled and nodded as the family members talked to her, answering questions with one-word responses and not giving away too much too early, and nobody including Trevor expected anything different given the obvious trepidation a 15-year-old girl would feel in this situation. Trevor made a point of following Lauren’s eyes as she observed the family dynamics, and Lauren was paying particular attention to young Haylee who was nothing like Lauren had anticipated based on Trevor’s deliberately vague descriptions. He knew that the cute and feminine 14-year-old Haylee, decked out in her usual ensemble of pink tanktop and white shorts, must look so out of place to Lauren as she went back to the couch where Jarrod was sitting watching his Disney movie on TV and sat right next to the boy with cigarette in hand. Trevor knew that both Jarrod and his brother Joshua’s parents were smokers, but he still wondered if they knew the magnitude of the smoky environment that their sons experienced in the McPherson home where Haylee babysat them. And he also wondered at this moment how far removed from Lauren’s household reality what was currently unfolding and what was inevitably yet to come will be. Despite growing up in a smoking household and being a smoker herself, Trevor was a little nervous that an evening with the heavy-smoking McPherson females would be far outside Lauren’s comfort zone.
Becky told the young couple to not bother getting too comfortable because dinner would be ready in just a couple of minutes. The scenario was unfolding as Trevor had expected it would, with his mom and older sister Courtney asking Lauren the most inquisitive questions, all of which Trevor either already knew the answer to or wasn’t overly interested in. Trevor’s dad, temperamentally similar to Trevor in being pretty quiet and laid-back, got a few questions in himself but mostly let the ladies banter about. And Haylee, most likely a little shy around a girl her own age who happened to be her brother’s boyfriend, kept her distance and showed the least interest in Trevor and his guest.
“Come and eat,” Becky announced to gather everybody at the kitchen table, including Haylee and Jarrod in the living room. “I hope Salisbury steak and mashed potatoes are to your liking,” Becky asked Lauren who responded approvingly. Trevor knew that this would be the true moment of revelation for how intense the smoking culture was in their home, and watched Lauren as she watched Becky, Courtney, and Haylee all bring cigarette packs and butt buckets to the kitchen table. Having had friends over for dinner in the past, Trevor was fairly confident that no “do you mind….?” inquiries would arise from anybody regarding smoking at the dinner table. He didn’t know how Lauren would respond anyway so he was glad that his family was as clueless and selfish as ever in carrying on with their highly irregular smoking behaviors.
Lauren’s eyes got as large as saucers as she observed all three females arranging their tobacco paraphernelia in conjunction to the plates of food in front of them. Becky placed her pack of Marlboro Reds on the other side of the plate from her silverware and the butt bucket similarly adjacent to her glass of milk. Courtney did the same with her butt bucket and pack of Marlboro Light Menthol 100s and Haylee with her Camel Pink No. 9s. All three ladies had still-smoldering cigarettes either poking out of their butt buckets or held between their fingers as they sat up at the table, all acting as if it was perfectly normal behavior. In moments, forks and spoons started hitting the plates of the seven diners at the table with a haze of smoke still permeating. Trevor continued to sneak glances at Lauren to gauge her reaction, which was hard to fully discern, but he thought it likely that Lauren had probably never experienced a situation like this in her life, particularly since most restaurants had been smoke-free over the course of her lifetime.
The conversation continued to ensue with most questions directed to Lauren but a few to Trevor. Trevor’s eyes darted back and forth from Lauren to whichever of the three other females at the table happened to be dragging from her cigarette while eating at the time. It didn’t appear from Lauren’s reaction that she found it completely repulsive, which was a relief to him. He had a feeling at the onset that Haylee’s legendary foul-mannered crudeness would fully put to the test Lauren’s tolerance, and he was proven right as Haylee placed her cigarette in her mouth while still chewing and took an extended dangling drag toward the end of her Camel Pink. She crushed out the cigarette into the overflowing butt bucket and then shoveled another forkful of potatoes into her mouth. Trevor watched in awe, wondering if Lauren was doing the same, as a blast of exhaled smoke exited Haylee’s nose as she chewed, crashing into the plates full of food on table and spreading as it hit. Once Haylee swallowed her potatoes, she crudely picked up her butt bucket and let a juicy lugie dribble from her mouth onto the pile of cigarette butts. Trevor could see Jarrod had been watching this along with him, but was kind of hoping Lauren had missed that one. As he looked Lauren’s way and noticed her immersed in conversation with Becky, he realized she probably had.
But socially unacceptable dinnertime manners were hardly limited to Haylee at this kitchen table. The more refined Courtney would never resort to the kind of grossness that just came from Haylee, but she took a couple of final drags from her Marlboro Light Menthol 100 in the moments ahead and followed through with her requisite “superexhales”, expelling massive volumes of straight-ahead smoke from which no one at the table was spared the stinky consequences. Courtney crushed out her cigarette and the diners were spared further asphyxiation at least for the immediate future, but Trevor knew it wouldn’t last long.
As everybody finished off their plate, Becky offered a strawberry-banana dessert which everybody gladly welcomed. Courtney and Haylee opened up their respective packs of cigarettes and extracted another one, lighting up just as Becky lit up a cigarette of her own while going to the refrigerator to break out the dessert. The questions kept coming and Lauren seemed to be warming up to Trevor’s family pretty nicely as everybody ate dessert and Becky, Haylee, and Courtney smoked. Trevor kept looking at Lauren hoping her comfort level was such that she would join in, and as she polished off her dessert, Trevor’s wish came true. After a night of clearly rising comfort and confidence, Lauren reverted briefly to the nervous meekness she walked in with as she looked straight at Becky and asked sheepishly, “Do you mind if I have a cigarette?”
For the first time since they arrived nearly an hour earlier, the room went silent for a moment and every face at the table looked at Lauren with genuine surprise. Becky broke the awkward silence and said in an unintentionally condescending voice, “Sure honey! You go right ahead! I had no idea you were a smoker.”
“Thanks,” Lauren responded gleefully, with obvious relief on her face both for the family’s acceptance and the prospect of sweet nicotine relief. She opened up her purse and pulled out her pack of Marlboro Lights 100s, and as she placed the cigarette into her mouth and dug out her lighter, Trevor’s mom pleasantly surprised him with a request he didn’t even anticipate…
“Be a gentleman, Trevor, and light your girlfriend’s cigarette,” Becky advised.
Trevor thought he had prepared for every scenario that may have unfolded over the evening, but he was unprepared for his mom to so effortlessly present him with the golden opportunity he’d been waiting for since June. Lauren handed Trevor her lighter, and Trevor nervously approached the end of the long all-white dangling from Lauren’s mouth with it. Trevor felt a rush of adrenaline bursting through his body as he flicked Lauren’s cigarette to life, but also felt a little on-the-spot knowing that everybody at the table was watching a moment he always hoped would be between Lauren and himself. Courtney pushed her butt bucket in Lauren’s direction so they could share it.
A brief conversation about Lauren’s smoking played out for a couple of minutes, revealing the information that Trevor already knew about how Lauren took up the habit a little over a year ago and that she smoked about a half pack a day. He was kind of hoping for a lengthy discussion about smoking to dominate the rest of the time at the table but the subject soon changed to their mutual family cabins up north in the Bemidji area. Trevor had plenty of time to observe the smoking habits of everybody at the table and this contrast really exposed the comparative shallowness of Lauren’s drags and exhales, particularly compared to Courtney whose gigantic smoke infernos were legendary. This came as no surprise given that Lauren had only been smoking a year while the females in his family were all hardened tobacco veterans, but Trevor adored watching Lauren’s rookie stylings as she smoked with the “big girls”, his heart melting at the innocent way in which Lauren held her cigarette with her bent elbow at the kitchen table and giggling at times with the lighthearted banter that continued.
The trajectory of the evening finally broke with another turn of events that Trevor had long figured was coming. Courtney interjected to announce her departure. “Well much as I’d love to hang out with you fine people all night, my friends are expecting me so I better go see them.”
Courtney was a senior in high school now and for several months, Friday night had been her night to howl. Trevor figured she would break away at some point, and listened to his parents remind Courtney of her midnight curfew as she got up from the table. Courtney gave passing acknowledgment of her parents’ rules as she got up to walk toward the stairs where Trevor knew she would change clothes. He briefly watched her walk away in her conventional home comfort clothes of loose-fitting T-shirt and jeans, but he was pretty sure that when she came back downstairs she’d be wearing something a lot sexier.
The conversation at the table pressed forward for the next 10 minutes or so, all three remaining gals having finished their after-supper cigarettes and leaving Trevor briefly bored, yet anticipating his older sister’s return. A mild commotion ensued from upstairs and Trevor could hear the beginning of a descent down those stairs followed by the mildly loud and aggravated voice of his sister asking those downstairs if they know where her purse was. In seconds, Courtney was downstairs and approaching the table again, and Trevor could not have been more pleased with her wardrobe selection. She was wearing a very revealing, low-cut, bare-midriffed white blouse covered by a stylish unzipped black leather jacket…..and a skin-tight pair of black leather pants below the waist. Courtney had kept her hair its natural blond that fall rather than dye it dark brown as she usually did after summer, and Trevor had never seen his sister look sexier, particularly with a freshly lit all-white Marlboro Light Menthol 100 dangling from her lips as she approached.
Trevor looked Lauren’s way, hoping she was noticing what he was and noticing how sexy Courtney looked in that black leather. While Trevor’s primary agenda for the evening had been to normalize and promote smoking to Lauren based on exposure to his unorthodox family, he also had been hoping for Lauren to see Courtney heading out for a Friday night with her friends wearing the exact sort of thing she was wearing to promote the conservative Lauren to expand her wardrobe. It was perhaps a longshot, but Lauren gave Courtney the exact response he wanted to hear when she told Courtney “you look really good in that!”
Courtney thanked Lauren but was still distracted looking for her purse. Her father pointed to a table on the outskirts of the kitchen where he spotted her purse and pointed her in that direction. “Thanks daddy”, Courtney said, approaching her nonsmoking dad with that long cigarette still dangling from her lips and immersed him in a very aggressive hug, temporarily making Trevor jealous, and then removing the cigarette briefly from her lips and tapped the ash into the nearest butt bucket. The cigarette went right back into her mouth and she picked up the purse and approached the door to leave for the night, but before she left she told Lauren how nice it was to meet her and gave Trevor an admiring look, adding “don’t let this one slip away, little brother!”, winking at him as she walked away. Trevor felt on top of the world and can never remember a time when either of his sisters expressed their pride or admiration for him. He gave one final admiring glance at Courtney’s leather-draped ass as she walked out the door, wondering at this point what else the night had in store for him, convincing himself the night had to have peaked.
He was gonna get his answer in just a couple of moments, seconds after Haylee lit another Camel Pink No. 9. The screams of a long-sleeping and forgotten infant emerged from the nearest bedroom. It was Joshua, Jarrod’s 18-month-old baby brother. The timing was perfect as Haylee left the room and Becky asked Trevor and Lauren if they’d like to stick around or head on out and have some fun. Trevor left it up to Lauren and was relieved when Lauren said she was having fun here and would be happy to stay a couple more hours, even though they’d have nothing more exciting to do than watch Jarrod’s Disney movies. Trevor knew that at least for him, there would be far more entertaining things going on in that living room tonight than what was on TV.
Haylee delivered on that expectation in mere moments, carrying a crying Joshua into the living room, cigarette dangling from her lips, and approached the coffee table near where Joshua’s diapers were kept. She set the baby boy up on the countertop with a fresh diaper in hand, getting ready to do what Trevor knew was Haylee’s least favorite part of her babysitting job. She laid out young Joshua on the countertop that represented the dividing line where the living room turned into the kitchen, and Trevor quietly celebrated as his positioning was perfect to watch this out of the corner of his eye with little risk of Lauren, seated to his right, noticing. Haylee unfastened Joshua’s diaper and attended to him, carrying out one of her vintage dangling drags while doing so, smoke sloppily spilling out of her face and gravitating into the airspace of the infant boy. At one point she leaned forward while replacing the soiled diaper with the replacement, the cherry of her dangling cigarette mere inches in front of the baby boy’s face.
Trevor was awestruck observing his kid sister’s clueless and incredibly inappropriate display, wondering if the boys’ parents would remove them from the McPherson home immediately if they had any idea how their babysitter operated. And Trevor could not help but notice the long ash at the end of Haylee’s cigarette and wondered how long it was gonna hang on. As Haylee calmly spoke to Joshua through a talking dangle trying to settle down the crying infant, Trevor got his answer. A long granny ash fell from Haylee’s cigarette, and even though Trevor didn’t see where it fell, it looked to have dropped right onto the boy’s midsection. Trevor watched as Haylee placed her hand near the boy’s penis and flicked the ash off of his skin and inside the otherwise clean diaper before fastening the diaper and lifting Joshua off the table. My sisters need quit finding ways to grow my smoking fetish, Trevor thought to himself as Haylee lifted Joshua into her arms, cigarette still dangling from her lips and a dirty diaper in her free hand.
Haylee disappeared into the kitchen to dispose of the diaper but returned in a few seconds, sitting on the couch adjacent to the loveseat that Trevor and Lauren were seated on, sitting right next to Jarrod with Joshua on her lap. At this point Lauren was observing as well, making goo-goo faces at young Joshua that went along with Haylee’s baby talk. It was the first time the two teen girls had bonded in any way since Lauren’s arrival and Trevor hoped their mutual bashfulness was on the wane. The girls had a brief exchange about the boys and how long Haylee had been babysitting, but it remained a bit awkward and Trevor couldn’t help but notice Lauren looking at the close proximity of Haylee’s cigarette to both of the boys. He hoped Lauren didn’t say anything, and ultimately breathed a sigh of relief when Lauren instead broke out her Marlboro Lights 100s pack and he lit up another one for her, determining that Lauren’s comfort level in this free-smoking household was increasing.
The family quietly watched the Disney movies for the next hour or so. Nothing on the screen held Trevor’s interest too closely but the people watching the screen sure did. Most fascinating was Haylee who smoked her Camel Pink No. 9s at her usual significant clip with two very young boys in her immediate presence, either dangling the cigarette from the corner of her mouth or holding it to her right out of Joshua’s reach. Either way, her sloppy exhales often blasted Joshua directly in the face while her sidestream smoke flowed straight into the respiratory system of Jarrod sitting next to her. Jarrod frequently coughed and rubbed his irritated eyes, and Trevor sat there fascinated that Haylee was too oblivious to even notice. He also noticed both boys had as hard of time taking their eyes off of Haylee as he did, and he recognized the significant likelihood that the young boys’ childhood babysitter was setting the early ideal for their sexual preferences. While Trevor had vague memories of his mom’s heavy smoking providing the origins of his smoking fetish, he can only imagine how bad these boys would have it as his mom was not a shapely 14-year-old girl in a pink tanktop and white shorts when he was their age.
And while Trevor’s observations early on during the course of the movie viewing was more directed towards sister Haylee, girlfriend Lauren ultimately demanded to be noticed, and as the next hour played out, Trevor began to notice less-than-subtle signals from Lauren that the evening had had an effect on her. Only about 15 minutes after finishing her first cigarette, Trevor was surprised as Lauren tugged on his arm and handed him her lighter to spark up another cigarette. Lauren had always been a comparatively light smoker and she’d already smoked more tonight than she had any other night they’d been together. And he couldn’t help but notice the look in her eyes after he sparked up that latest cigarette, a playful and inviting look that Lauren followed up by cuddling next to Trevor and lying her head on his shoulder. Trevor put her arm around her and was overjoyed that Lauren was comfortable enough around his family to make her first physical overture towards him beyond the hand-holding and goodnight smooches that represented as far as the two had gone up to this point.
Three months ago, or really even three hours ago, Trevor could never have imagined cuddling with a girl in front of his family, yet here he sat, bearing the brunt of Lauren’s exhaled cigarette smoke more closely than ever before and feeling her body expand and contract as she took her drags with his arm pressed around her shoulder. Trevor always enjoyed when Lauren smoked a cigarette, but this was the best smoking experience he’s ever had with her and he was briefly disappointed when Lauren crushed out her cigarette in the butt bucket Courtney left behind.
But the evening took another unexpected turn seconds later when dad looked up and asked who wants ice cream sundaes. “I do!”, shouted Jarrod the loudest, but with Lauren, Haylee, and Trevor all nodding that that sounded good to them as well.
Becky then looked to Steve and said she didn’t think they had any toppings at home, merely the vanilla ice cream. Steve then offered to go to the store and pick them up, but Trevor instinctively took advantage of an opening he just knew would produce dividends for him. “I can go get it!” Trevor offered. “I need the driving practice anyway,” he added, taking it further than needed to sell his point but nonetheless accomplishing his end as Steve nodded that that would be fine.
Trevor looked briefly at his girlfriend next to him, who was still glowing, and cooperated as he hoped when she chimed in, “I’ll go with!”
Lauren stood up as Trevor approached his dad for the car keys. Trevor’s dad gave him an “I-know-what-you’re-up-to” grin as he handed him the keys followed by a stealth thumbs-up to his son that probably wasn’t meant for mom’s eyes. Am I that obvious, Trevor thought to himself as he turned to Lauren and they walked toward the door. Trevor was just dying to hear Lauren’s thoughts on his family as he opened the car door for her and they made the short eight-block drive to the nearest grocery store.
Lauren wasted no time broaching the exact topic that Trevor hoped for, lightheartedly saying “You weren’t kidding when you said there are a lot of smokers in your family!”
Trevor laughed and added, “See I told you that you didn’t have anything to worry about with my family.”
“Yeah they are really great. I liked everybody a lot. They’re so easy to talk to.” After a brief pause she continued, “I kind of feel sorry for those little boys though,” Lauren added but with a tone that assured Trevor she wasn’t too upset about what she just saw. “Haylee really smokes a lot around them. As much as my little brother hates my smoking, I can’t imagine smoking that much around him.”
“I guess I’m used to it because they’ve always smoked around me,” Trevor responded, taken aback once again as Lauren leaned toward him and showed physical affection by rubbing her hands on his shoulder. They continued to chat on the drive to the store and Lauren kept throwing lovey-dovey looks his way, a look he hadn’t seen from her before. As he arrived at the store, he instinctively parked his car in a fairly remote spot near the back of the lot, having a feeling that when they got back outside he just might want a little privacy.
Trevor opened the door for Lauren, who greeted him with an unusually bubbly and flirtatious “thank you sir!” before approaching the store’s entrance with him and reinforcing his impression that something different was going on with Lauren tonight. He put his arm around her waist as they walked, taking some initiative for further physical contact. As they got inside, Trevor picked up a small basket for the few ice cream sundae supplies they needed and Lauren wrapped her arms around Trevor’s, walking arm in arm in a public display of affection that seemed so out of character for the shy Lauren. Who is this girl and what has she done with Lauren Nelson, Trevor found himself thinking. On they pressed, arm in arm from aisle to aisle, picking up walnuts, chocolate and butterscotch sauce, whipped cream, and maraschino cherries.
After paying for their ice cream toppings and exiting the store, Lauren and Trevor made the long walk to Trevor’s dad’s car in the back of the parking lot but as Trevor opened the passenger door for Lauren to get in, she wouldn’t let go of his hand and a mischievous look appeared on her face. “Have a seat first, my good sir”, she added.
Trevor could not believe how frisky Lauren was but planned to play it out as far as she’d let it go, sitting down in the passenger seat with Lauren quickly sitting on his lap and closing the door. The young couple was snugly seated in the compressed space and Trevor took the opportunity to put his hand on the side of Lauren’s ass, gently caressing it as she reached for her purse and extracted her pack of Marlboro Lights 100s. She placed an unlit cigarette into her mouth and said through a talking dangle, “Be a gentleman, Trevor. Light your girlfriend’s cigarette,” playfully mocking Becky’s husky voice from earlier and then cutting loose a girlish giggle in sharp contrast.
Trevor laughed himself and then lit Lauren’s cigarette leading to one of the deepest drags he’d ever seen from her. Lauren exhaled straight into Trevor’s face and Trevor realized that Lauren was onto him. He didn’t know how to respond and wanted to avoid an awkward conversation about his smoking fetish so instead told Lauren how beautiful she was as she took another drag and again exhaled into his face. Lauren bit her lower lip and the look on her face drifted from merely frisky to come-hither, but Trevor only got a moment to admire that look before she aggressively approached him and pressed her lips to his.
Trevor took it in and enjoyed his first open-mouth kiss with the girl he had been fantasizing about for the last three months. After all these years of wondering what a kiss from a smoker would taste like, Trevor was finding out as Lauren tapped into a level of passion he didn’t know existed in her as he savored her tobacco-laced breath, their tongues slipping in and out of each other’s mouths for a good 60 seconds before they split apart.
“You’re a good kisser!” Lauren said, taking another drag from her still-burning cigarette and exhaling into Trevor’s face once again. Trevor could barely muster a word staring back at Lauren, aghast at just how correct his instincts had been that Lauren’s out-of-character appeal to smoking was a vein that, if tapped into properly, could release a tiger. That tiger was out of her cage tonight as Lauren proceeded to kiss Trevor’s ear and neck, providing him a different perspective of her smoky odor as she moved her face while doting affection on him. She took another drag from her cigarette and they made out again, Trevor’s senses running at full-throttle capacity as his teenage girlfriend thrust her ashtray mouth directly into his while holding her burning cigarette over his shoulder, not close enough to burn him, but close enough for the smoke to drift toward him as he breathed and enhancing the sensual experience even more.
After a good three minutes of making out, they broke apart again, and Trevor noticed an even deeper level of mischief on Lauren’s face. As she took another drag from her cigarette, she unzipped her sweater and tossed it to the backseat. Trevor had little experience with girls, but he knew exactly how to respond to this gesture. Lauren’s red blouse wasn’t particularly low cut but he nonetheless placed his hand on the blouse above her cleavage and pulled it down, touching her boobs for the first time and then lowering his face down to caress them with his lips. The constrictive blouse and her bra kept him from getting the level of access he was hoping for, but Trevor was still able to wrap his lips around both of Lauren’s breasts and inside her cleavage. She offered subtle moans of pleasure to encourage him and he got even more encouragement by the feeling of her chest expanding as she took another drag from her cigarette, followed by the odor of fresh smoke when she exhaled.
Trevor was getting greedy at this point and tested Lauren by placing his hand on her crotch outside of her leggings, rubbing his fingers on her pussy to see how she responded while continuing to kiss her breasts. When he got no resistance, he took the opportunity to find her waistline with his hand and venture down her leggings and her panties, proceeding inch by inch toward her privates dreading that Lauren’s disapproving hand would put a stop toward his own hand’s exploratory descent into parts unknown. He felt the stubble of her pubic hairs and congratulated himself for touching his first vagina before beginning to caress her girly parts with a rising level of aggressiveness. He had no idea what he was doing down there, but Lauren’s increasingly passionate moans let him know he was doing something right. He was thinking to himself how crazy it was that having barely been to what he would consider first base with Lauren or any other girl up until now, he had just rounded first base, kept running to second, and was turning to third base with a solid stand-up triple on one night. Lauren began to bark instructions to Trevor to move his hand toward her sweet spot, and Trevor became humbled a bit as her instructions kept coming and he was unable to locate the spot she wanted him to find. As she said “ouch!” at one point, Trevor decided it was time to quit while he was ahead, removing his hand from her pants and removing his face from her boobs to look at her. The look of passion and pleasure was as strong as ever and she playfully added, “If I had known this would happen, I definitely would have shaved down there last night.”
They began to make out again, her breath tasting smokier than ever after having consumed most of her cigarette at this point. When they broke apart this time, Lauren took a final drag from her cigarette and tossed the butt out the cracked window before crashing her head into Trevor’s chest. She reeked of smoke at this point, pressed so tightly to him, and Trevor remained very turned on, sensing that she was as well. “You want to do anything else,” Trevor asked after a couple of minutes of comfortable and relaxed silence.
Lauren paused a bit before responding, “I’d love to but it probably isn’t a good idea since we’re heading back to your parents place.”
Trevor almost completely forgot about the fact that they were heading back to his folks’ place with ice cream toppings, but agreed that they should head home, opening the door to let Lauren climb out before circling the car to get into the driver’s seat himself, the evening having gone more spectacularly than he could ever have imagined. He started the car and prepared to drive away, but Lauren leaned toward him with another come-hither look in her eyes, taking him more off guard than at any other point that night with the question, “So how big is it?”
Trevor was at a complete loss for words before finally coming around to responding with “you’ll just have to see”.
Lauren wasted no time doing so, unbuckling the top buckle off of his jeans and venturing down his shorts with her hand to touch Trevor’s now fully erect cock. Trevor could tell that this was the first dick Lauren has ever touched and she explored it thoroughly with her fingers, a bubbly smile emerging on her face as she stroked his manhood. Trevor adored the feeling of having his dick stroked by the most important girl in his life and briefly entertained the thought that she wouldn’t be satisfied by merely touching it. He didn’t have much time to dwell on that thought before she read his mind and began to unzip his fly with her free hand. She gave Trevor an approving look before working his unit through the hole in his shorts and then through the fly of his jeans, admiring it for a moment before climbing on top of her passenger seat, trying to figure out a way to give head with the inconvenient console separating her seat from his.
She ventured ahead, getting on her knees at the edge of the passenger seat and lowering her face to his crotch, filling her mouth with his manhood and taking an extended suck before working it with oral thrusting motions that provided Trevor accelerating levels of physical pleasure the likes of which he could never have imagined. How incredibly far I have come since last summer, Trevor thought to himself while watching and feeling Lauren’s sexually charged assault of the most private parts of his body. He looked to her lower body, her ass up in the window for anybody to see if they weren’t parked in such a remote spot and at such a late hour. He briefly pontificated on how vulnerable of a position Lauren was in, leaning over the console in the car and thrusting herself down into his lap, but as he felt the jagged edge of Lauren’s teeth sharply press against his hard dick, he quickly changed his mind and recognized that he was the one in the really vulnerable position here, at the mercy of this horny teenage girl fellating on him and capable of inflicting incomprehensible pain with one “false move”.
He let this thought pass quickly though as he realized he was about to discharge. He warned her that it was coming and asked if she wanted to taste it. She vigorously nodded in the affirmative and in seconds his male fluids exploded into her mouth. He was curious if she would gag and find it gross, but she gulped it up as quickly as possible, seconds before lifting her head from his crotch and making eye contact for the first time in a few minutes while using her hand to wipe her mouth. She leaned back in the seat and both of them took a moment to catch their breath, continuing to make lovey-dovey eyes at each other.
Trevor asked if she’d like him to return the favor, but realized they were both really out on a limb at this point. Lauren obviously did as well and responded, “No silly. If you went back to your parents place with me all over your face I am pretty sure your parents would figure it out.” Lauren giggled and Trevor had to agree, but after a brief awkward pause, Lauren added, “Maybe next Friday night you can return the favor though”, giving him a toothy smile and then reaching into her purse for yet another cigarette which she beckoned Trevor to light. The very possibility that the next Friday night—or any future Friday night–could be in the same league as tonight hadn’t crossed Trevor’s mind until now, but at this point all bets were off as his reserved girlfriend of four hours earlier had taken the bait he set out for her and swallowed it whole—literally!
Trevor and Lauren drove home from there, and while Jarrod asked “What took you guys so long?!??!” Haylee, Steve, and Becky felt no need to ask as they figured some kind of hanky-panky transpired and had no interest in finding out details about it. Trevor and Lauren’s body language as they prepared their ice cream sundaes spoke volumes, particularly to Trevor’s parents who grew increasingly concerned with ongoing observations that these two got a little too frisky on their drive to the grocery store. Everybody sat down to watch Disney videos and eat their ice cream sundaes soon after, and Lauren and Trevor both made eyes at each other thinking the same thing as they placed the maraschino cherries that topped their sundaes and ripped the stem apart from the cherries inside their teeth. They both knew they would be popping more cherries in the very near future.