Posted by Mark on July 21, 2008, 20:27:50
75.162.43.194
Thought I'd drop three of the final five now and save the last two for tomorrow. Here goes...
#5. Another great sighting from 2001, when I happened to be walking past this radio station broadcasting live and interacting with people on the sidewalk hovering near them. Well, the deejay was talking to two very attractive 16-17 girls with long dark brown hair who were both smoking cigarettes like seasoned pros. These girls were kind of in the "in-between" territory as whether they looked like smokers or not. I wasn't necessarily surprised to see them smoking, but I was surprised that they were copiously dragging from their cigarettes while talking to an adult male deejay ON LIVE RADIO! And like I said, these girls were no amateurs. Their inhales were deep and intense, their exhales were thick and cloudy. I watched in awe for several minutes, not necessarily hearing what they were talking about with the deejay, then decided to move on. I actually walked a quick loop and was back at the radio station booth no more than 10 minutes later....to see my girls (maybe sisters, maybe just friends, I'm not sure...but they looked quite a bit alike) smoking ANOTHER round of cigarettes with the same amount of gusto they put into their first round of cigs, and still flirting with the deejay on the air. I kind of wish I could have heard the discussion to catch if the deejay was flirtatiously scolding the clearly underage cuties for their heavy smoking. You gotta wonder if that deejay had the fetish himself. Why else would he indulge these smoker girls into such a long discussion and they spewed their carcinogens in his direct path? Whatever the case, epic stuff. Just one sighting of this caliber in 2008 will more than make my day.
#4. The late morning of 2004 produced a sighting I will NEVER forget. I was breezily navigating an unpopulated corner of the fairgrounds when I spotted this adorable 22-ish brunette with shoulder-length hair and the most perfect girl-next-door face leaving one of the buildings all by herself. She was dangling something brown from her young lips which immediately froze me in my tracks. At first, I thought it was a More cigarette as she stopped quickly to light up, but the undeniable aroma of cigar smoke that quickly followed the light-up made it abundantly clear that this wholesome cutie just lit up a small Swisher Sweet cigar at the Minnesota State Fair. There seems to be a growing "little cigar" trend nowadays, particularly in inner cities, but it was still largely nonexistent in the Upper Midwest in 2004, and this adorable girl in no way fit the stereotypical demographic of a little cigar smoker, yet there she was, holding her stinky little brown treasure at her side as she proceeded through the grounds. My crotch expanded instantly inside my jeans and I managed to follow her at a distance where I wasn't exactly conspicuous, but was still able to smell the awful but alluring stench of cheap cigar smoke lingering in the air after she exhaled. My guess is she probably knew she was being followed, but there was no way I gonna miss out on this, watching her cute little butt wiggle in her painted-on jeans with each step. Here was this girl, exuding femininity with every flourish of her hips, yet smoking a small cigar at the State Fair. This was one of the only times in my years of fetishing where I was briefly overcome with an animal lust sensation...where I could have my way with this girl right then and there with her willing and instinctive acceptance, tasting the fresh cigar smoke on her breath the whole time. After watching her drop her little cigar to the pavement and stomp it out before walking away, I had way too much built up "tension" to carry on without a quick trip to the john to relieve myself. I know not everybody is into cigar sightings, but I wager that this girl could make a believer out of even the biggest skeptics.
#3. My 2006 visit to the Minnesota State Fair reached an uncharted level of hotness compared to prior years, both in terms of quality and quantity. I had hit the "sightings century mark" at an astounding 6:30 p.m., at least three hours ahead of schedule from previous years, but the cute 20-something blonde that represented my 100th sighting near the food building commons area was a memory in the mere seconds it took to raise my head and find a beautiful 16-ish chickie with long and curly light brown hair running all the way down her back, and an unlit cigarette dangling from her lips. Immediately sensing something special about this girl, I began to follow her and a redheaded friend who was considerably less attractive. The brunette wore a lovely bare-midriff blouse that exposed her well-toned belly to the tens of thousands of lucky male fairgoers, as well as a tight pair of denim Capris that fashionably showed off her glowing teenage booty and lovely lower legs. It took about 30 seconds for her to fish her lighter out of her purse, but when she did, she sparked up that cigarette. She took a couple of drags before handing the cigarette to her friend and then wasted no time firing up another cigarette of her own. I got particular guilty pleasure about the fact that this adorable teen beauty was the bad influence on her less attractive friend. From there, the girls decided they wanted something to eat, and stood in line at this stand that appeared to sell little cups of frozen custard or something of the like. Luckily, the stand was two-sided, so I was able to go to the other side and see through the glass, finally getting a good look at her. She was more beautiful than I previously suspected. Not only because of her astounding mane of light brown hair, but also her flawlessly beautiful face, she reminded me of Krista, the daughter of a woman my mom works with who is now college age. Krista is a non-smoker, and homecoming queen hot…and this nicotine girl at the Minnesota State Fair possessed facial features cut from identical cloth. It was like a fantasy come to life as I recalled all the times I thought about how hot Krista would look as a smoker. It only got better as the girl stood up to place her order, unapologetically holding her cigarette above the counter and proudly displaying her youthful nicotine addiction to the world. The girls carried their desserts and their cigarettes to the sidewalk, where they quietly sat and consumed a toxic brew of transfat and deadly carcinogens. And consume they did! I sat on the sidewalk across the street and got to see a surprising amount considering the foot traffic between us. The pretty girl went back and forth from her frozen dessert to her cigarette, dragging furiously and frequently, sucking the tobacco out of that cigarette faster than I would have expected before crushing it out in front of her on the sidewalk. No more than 60 seconds had passed before the girl turned around and started fishing through her purse. Could this 15-16 year-old stunner possibly be so addicted to cigarettes that she needed an exciting encore less than a minute after polishing off her last? DING! DING! DING! Every part of my fatigued anatomy stopped for a second as the pack of Camels in her purse was extracted for the third time in less than 10 minutes, and the girl lit herself up again. It was very clear that her frozen custard had quickly become an afterthought, taking a backseat to her obviously insatiable nicotine dependency. She only got a few drags off of the second cigarette before the two of them got up to leave. I couldn’t help but following a little further, even though I’m pretty sure they spotted me by this point. As I studied this beauty’s amazing face one last time before parting ways, I would’ve given anything to turn back the clock and be 16 again if only for that evening.
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