Welcome to my Deep Inhale blog!
My name is Anabelle and I began smoking at 15, just being a bad girl really, a friend introduced me to it and I got hooked fast, it didn’t take long. Smoking excited me then, gave me an awesome buzz, turned me on somewhat, then relaxed me, and now it’s all that as well as a friend.
I’m 25 and smoke two packs a day usually, sometimes more, and I love it!
I started this blog because I don’t know many people who smoke around me and want to connect with other smokers. I’ve always been involved in dance my whole life, I do yoga, I’m in great shape, and I’m a dance teacher now, so you can imagine most people are surprised to find out that I smoke. I don’t try to hide it much anymore, I used to, I was a total closet smoker, but less and less so today.
Of course I get the occasional lecture …
“You have to stop smoking!”
“You’re killing yourself and you’re so pretty!”
“Why are you doing this to yourself?!”
“I can help you quit!”
“Why don’t you vape instead?”
And on and on and on.
Well I don’t want to quit, I know what it does, good and bad, and I’m good with all of it, I love smoking!
Now, let me address the fetish …
I learned of the smoking fetish world a couple of years ago while I was dating an older guy. He was very much into watching me smoke and encouraged me to smoke more and more since it turned him on so much. To him there was nothing sexier than a woman smoking, me in this case. At that time I had also related smoking to a sexual thing, but not to that extent. I was open to experiencing mainly because I liked smoking and I liked him so I went with it.
He had me smoke two or even three cigarettes at a time (three is tough!), he would have me smoke a cigarette without removing it from my mouth, in other words, every breath was covered. He wanted me to smoke while we had sex (I won’t go into details, but you can imagine), he taught me to inhale deep, as deep as possible, something I wasn’t really doing until I met him, he made me learn smoke tricks, and he bought me every cigarette I smoked while I was with him. We’re not together anymore, but I see him from time to time. When we meet, which is not that often, he always brings me a carton as a gift … and he still loved watching me smoke 🙂
So all that experience with him caused me to go from almost a pack a day, to two packs a day and sometimes more, depending on how much time I have available, I’m usually busy.
I said I would never smoke in the car and I gave in to that pretty quickly. With all the smoking restrictions out there, my dance teaching schedule, and everything else, I found that if I didn’t smoke in the car I would be smoking much less, and I don’t want to smoke less.
What else can I say, that’s it for my background, if you want to know more, just ask!
So … welcome here!