Smoking Women Are Sexy

Hello I’m Flamingo and I have a smoking fetish.

When my fetish first manifested itself when I was around 13, I didn’t know what to do about it. It was this ‘other’ part of me that had grown seemingly out of no-where and didn’t fit into my life.

I was a diligent geek, a ‘nice boy’ who had always thought would find a lovely innocent girl and we’d live happily ever after.

But I soon found myself loitering outside the school gates after school, hanging with the smokers. Actually, that’s a lie. I was never part of the smoking crowd. I would just stand by the edges, pretending to be occupied by something else as I was waiting for my brother to come out. But until he did, my eyes were always fixated on those girls who had taken a different path in school. The girls who had decided to flirt with tobacco.

My fascination with smokers went againgst everything else in my life and, like a jigsaw piece from a different puzzle, I couldn’t find where it would fit in.

I could never actually date a smoking girl.

No way.

I didn’t even talk to them – they were the rebels who didn’t care that smoking was hugely frowned upon. And didn’t they know about the health consequences?

They must be ‘stupid’ to smoke. And to them I was just a geek from a different world. And I wasn’t going to become a smoker myself to try to access this other world.

As a child, whenever I found out someone was a smoker, I immediately thought less of them, and if it was someone I liked, a wave of sadness would wash over me. But soon after turning 13, whenever I discovered a pretty girl had become a smoker, a new wave of emotion would wash over me…

Lust.

And I’ve been dealing with the fetish ever since.

As it turns out, smoking is a relatively ‘tame’ fetish. I didn’t choose it, it chose me but I’m thankful that my fetish is not too extreme and smoking is something I can enjoy the sight of on almost any high street. It really is a blessing sometimes to be able to appreciate the extreme beauty of something as mundane as burning tobacco leaves in a paper cylinder in a girl’s mouth.

A real blessing, certainly, but in the early years of my fetish, it definitely felt like a curse.

Now in my mid-twenties I’m at a sweet spot -I’ve had over a decade of experience living with my smoking fetish, but I still have so many years to come, and I’m pleased I’ve managed to come to terms with my fetish at a relatively young age. I’ve read so many stories of guys who were just like me, but didn’t come to accept or understand their fetish. Many have married a beautiful non-smoker hoping it would banish their fetish; whilst others have told their non-smoking girlfriends who might humour them at best, but leave them unsatisfied.

For me, though, I have a clarity now that I didn’t have growing up.

I WILL only date smokers, and I’m not compromising. Dating a non-smoker would be living a lie. And yes, smoking is that big a deal to me. It simply is the most sexy thing I can see a woman do, by a huge margin.

Interestingly too, as I progress through my 20s, not only am I maturing and receiving more female attention but smoking girls are maturing too.

When I was at school the smokers were almost exclusively the ‘bad kids’ who I couldn’t identify with, and who rarely gave me attention. At university this changed slightly as more ‘party girls’ began experimenting and subsequently became addicted to cigarettes. I had more a shot with the ‘party girls’, more so than the rebellious smokers of high school, but there was still some distance, and nothing really happened at university.

Now that I’m a little older, things are becoming more blurry – former ‘bad girls’ in school have matured into tamer, settled women, as have former party girls. In my experience I’ve seen a number of former party girls and bad girls decide to stop smoking, but a sizeable proportion just can’t seem to quit….they may have left their former lives behind but they bring cigarettes with them into their next phase of life.

I’m currently internet dating and at this moment I’m feeling good.

Now is the sweet spot…I’ve always wanted a smoking girl, but maybe, just maybe, these smoking girls are finally ready for me…a bit of a geek who doesn’t smoke or drink, but someone who promises to be a passionate lover as well as a sensible provider, and someone who most definitely doesn’t mind that they can’t help but keep lighting up those cigarettes that have been a part of their lives for so long now.

To the smokers of my past I say, like the Virginia Slims adverts decried: “You’ve come a long way, baby.”

And you know what?

So have I.

I’ve always hidden my attraction to smoking women. But now that’s going to change, and I don’t know how to handle it.

When I first started developing my attraction to women who smoke I didn’t know what to do. It was freaked out by it.

It felt wrong.

And yet day after day I was lusting after smokers I saw standing in their own smoky worlds at bus stops, and across the haze of a restaurant smoking sections (remember those?!).

When I was at school I would stand outside the school gates after class and watch as girl after girl tentatively got their cigarettes out of their bags and lit up some of their first cigarettes, thinking to myself that those first cigarettes would certainly not be their last.

And over time I grew to love my smoking fetish.

It has made me hyper aware of the beauty of what many consider mundane, or even disgusting. Seeing a woman drag on a cigarette can literally turn my day around, from average to extraordinary.

But it has always been my little secret -at least in the real world, where I am a non-smoker.

I was at a party the other day when a girl I’d not seen for a while came up to me and asked:

“Have you got a light?… Oh of course not, you’ve always been a good little boy”.

I make my excuses to hang with the smokers but I’m not one of them.

Having a place online to share my appreciation of smoking women has been a lot of fun over the years and I love the online friends I’ve made who know the intricate details of smoking brands and the lingo of smoking.

• French inhales?
• Snaps?
• Double-pumps?

We know them and love them all.

In Real Life

It’s not that I’m a raging Anti-Smoker in real life. I’ve gradually introduced elements of my fetish to my friends. I’ve openly admitted that I think smoking is ‘cool’, even if I say it in a jokey way. And yes you’ll find me outside at most parties, bathing myself in second-hand smoke.

But I’ve not had a smoking girlfriend….until now.

Let me just say publicly that she’s amazing. And I can’t believe my luck. But I need to get over my issues with being identified as dating a smoker.

I know that dating a smoker does not automatically tell the world that I have a smoking fetish…but it kind of does….

And I feel like my attraction to smoking women is going to be made public to my friends.

By dating a smoker I’m living the dream, but its weird waking up in the real world with a smoker on my arm.

I KNOW I’M BEING AN IDIOT SO PLEASE TELL ME TO GROW UP AND DEAL WITH IT.