Tiffany was always a pretty good student. She had moved around quite a bit due to her father being in the military. Her mother was mostly a stay at home mom who was a strong leader in the church group, if only as a volunteer. Tiffany, none the less was also forced to attend these so called church group meetings, she didn't enjoy the people there. Mostly because she had moved around so much that she didn't get a chance to build meaningful relationships with her peers. The next town: Bricktown.
"Hmm, sounds fun!" Tiffany commented sarcastically.
"We hope to be here for a very long time-hopefully." Her mother Karen responded.
"Well I'm going to be a sophomore this year and I'd like to have some stability. Make some friends that I can be close to during college." Tiff stated. The remark was almost trying to convince herself that she was right, that she could make friends. Find a boy maybe, I mean she was curious and well, willing, but just no one who interested her in her short stays from high school to high school. Her only friend she had really made was Jenn from Westwood. She had dark hair, almost black, with matching eyes and a pretty smile. The last few months before she left they had grown very close and she now had a best friend. Hey, one out of five isn't too bad, is it?
Jenn made up for all that, though. She had taken Tiffany to parties. Jenn was a year older and as a rising junior, she of course was invited to all the parties. At Westwood that's just how it was. You may come as a guest of someone invited to a party, but only the prettiest of freshman got in. Most of them were smokers, Tiff had noticed. Then again, so was Jenn. Although she would never encouraged Tiffany to do anything she didn't want to do, she would often go inside and ask Tiffany to hold her cigarette for her. Tiffany didn't mind because she was amazed just to be at a high school party, with alcohol, and boys as well, can't forget them.
Although Tiffany didn't think she was anywhere near as pretty as the freshman girls that were always smoking at the parties, she was beginning to fill in nicely. Her growing curves matched well with her green eyes and shoulder length blonde hair. How could she forget the party right before she left? Jenn had the honor of supplying the alcohol and hair and makeup, Jenn's way of saying goodbye.
"Let's flirt with lots of cute boys tonight," Jenn mischievous suggested.
"I hope this alcohol relaxes me so I can finally respond and make some meaningful conversation for once. I get so shy talking to the really cute ones." Tiff replied as she took a sip of the mixed drink. Boy was it strong, she thought to herself.
"Well, looking like this, girl, all you have to do is show up!" Jenn smiled as she lifted the mirror for Tiffany to see.
"Holy shit, I'm fucking hot!" Tiff exclaimed, almost surprised that she had cursed. Clearly the booze was beginning to talk as the two girls did a final mirror check and were out the door. Jenn quickly lit a cigarette as they started toward the party. Tiffany always noticed how Jenn smoked, she had a certain style that was almost sexy. Tiffany's mother had never smoked and her family were all non-smokers so she had never really seen it close up until she met Jenn. Arriving at the party, Jenn made good on her promise as she heavily flirted with any cute boy nearby. Having all of her inhibitions gone from drinking, Tiff joined in and surprised herself, even hitting on one particular boy who she knew had a girlfriend, Tommy. Tommy was a rising senior and very popular at Westwood as well as involved in several sports, none of which Tiffany could name.
"Tommy Dean!" yelled Jenn as she saw him within striking distance. Tommy gave a light hug and Jenn did the formal introduction between him and Tiffany. Jenn lit up a cigarette, and made small talk right before she was called inside for a game of flip cup.
"This will only take a second," she promised as she pawned off her cigarette on Tiffany and ran inside. Tiff was completely speechless as she turned to Tommy with Jenn's cigarette in her hand. How could she leave me out here with the cutest boy she had ever seen, and with a cigarette? She didn't want to look like a novice so she simply took a small puff and tried her best to make small talk. She found that Tommy was easy to talk to and she was not nervous, due to the alcohol. As she puffed a little harder out of curiosity she began to feel an all-too-familiar feeling. Just then Jenn rushed out onto the porch proclaiming that the cops were coming. Everyone rushed out and a redheaded girl grabbed Tommy by the arm.
"Take me and however many freshman girls you can fit in your car!" she ordered. "She can come too- are you a freshman?" She asked of Tiffany.
"We have to get out of here now!" Tommy proclaimed "We will drop my friends off and then I'll take you home." Clearly upset, the redhead sat in the front seat as Jenn and Tiffany piled in the back. Jenn retrieved her pack and dangled one as she fished for her lighter in her pocketbook.
"I hope you're not thinking of smoking with me in here. I really don't like it," the snotty redhead said
"Cat, all of your friends smoke. It's fine, they don't live far off." Tommy argued as Jenn found her lighter and double pumped upon ignition. Cat folded her arms as she sat in the passenger seat pouting. The ride was short indeed as they said their goodbyes and the two girls passed out at Jenn's house-
"Tiffany. Tiffany!" Tiffany awoke at the sound of her mother's voice. "We're here."
Here was the doctor's office. Bricktown had one of the best ENT doctors in the eastern coast, Dr. Kovlovski. Tiffany had sinus problems that had interfered with her life and had begun to give her even more problems as of late. Dr. Kovlovski was young but highly experienced as he had spent has entire life studying and practicing medicine. His methods were sometimes a bit odd and occasionally he suggested a home remedy if traditional medicine failed to result in a favorable outcome. After careful examination of Tiffany, the doctor left the room and returned with a prescription and sample.
"You're kidding," her mother Karen laughed.
"The prescription is for school/work purposes, but the sample of Camel Crushes will help us determine if the menthol ball in the filter will help to alleviate nasal congestion and clear sinuses. I want her to follow the prescription carefully starting with two a day and as needed when symptoms occur, always crushing the ball within the filter," Dr. Kovlovski explained. "The drug along with nicotine patches will allow her body to relax, and with this low of a dose there is no need for concern for negative effects on the body."
"You want me to smoke and wear nicotine patches? What if I become addicted and can't stop?" Tiff asked.
"The low dose of two per day will allow your body to feel the effects without you getting hooked, but you must follow this prescription very closely." The doctor replied.
The mother and daughter left the office almost dumbfounded. This doctor was supposedly the best in the field of ENT and he wanted a 15 year old girl to smoke. She had previously tried all other allergy and sinus medications, but none seemed to even slightly work. She decided she would at least try and follow the doctor's orders, but with a lot of skepticism.
The next morning she got up and started her experiment after her mother went to work. It was summer and she didn't have school for another month, which meant that she could see Jenn as much as she wanted. She had informed Jenn that she had a surprise for her, but was positive that she didn't expect anything quite like this.
Jenn rang the doorbell, but went through the front door when no one came. She walked around the house until she found Tiffany on the back porch, smoking. Surprised, she dropped her jaw as Tiff opened the door and proclaimed she had some news.
"So your doctor prescribed you to start smoking and wear nicotine patches? Wow, wish my mom would have taken me to see a doctor before I started smoking. Maybe a pediatrician" she joked, as she had started her love for cigarettes at an early age.
"Let me teach you how," Jenn said excitedly. "If you're going to smoke you must smoke properly and create your own style."
Tiffany obliged and Jenn began her instructions as she believed that if you only smoked two cigarettes per day then you would never practice enough to have your own style. Jenn decided that a crash course was the best way to do it. A weeks worth of practice, after which the girls would go to the back to school party all the kids at Westwood would be attending, even Tommy. The next week was filled with cigarette after cigarette since Jenn's goal was to get her friend's lungs properly broken in. After a few days Tiff was up to half a pack a day and the next steps were tricks and how to be sexy. Tiffany had thought that was too much, but Jenn insisted that the half pack should be consumed each day, which meant that she began smoking even after Jenn left. The cravings would hit which left Tiffany to smoke nearly a pack a day of her now beloved Crushes.
A week had passed and she was ready for her showcase, but needed alcohol to give her that push. She had found that the cigarettes were doing their job and the 15mg patches the doc had given her soon needed to be replaced by the 30mg ones she had bought at the store, along with her own lighter and carton.
"Hmm, I hope we see Tommy," Tiff purred as Jenn was busy smoking a cigarette and applying Tiff's makeup. Tiffany lit up another cigarette as she noticed it was her last of the pack. She made sure to put two boxes of smokes in her purse before she left because she just wasn't sure if one would be enough. She went to the party to show off her newly found habit, well- addiction was more like it. She also went to the party on a mission, her prey, Tommy.
They arrived at the party as Tiffany received stares for her attractiveness and her deep inhales and amount she smoked. Jenn was in and out, playing multiple drinking games, but Tiff mostly stayed outside, hoping Tommy would come along at some point. She was getting discouraged and expertly took out the last cigarette of the pack, but the newly purchased lighter had seen its last day.
"Need a light?" Tommy asked almost out of nowhere as though he had been waiting for the perfect moment to step in and save the day.
"Thanks, hun, I sure am glad to have you around. I just needed something to suck on." She toyed with him to see how he would react. Tommy nervously laughed, but the look in Tiff's eyes showed that she had come to the party with intentions. She took a triple drag as she took has hand and lead him up the stairs to an empty room, smoke trailing behind them.
"I just love smoking," Tiff proclaimed as she now was tapping her Crushes on her wrist, primed to open a new pack. She hungrily ripped off the packaging, sliding out the first, made the familiar click, and Tommy readily offered a flame.
"You're so sweet giving me a light like that, I really want to pay you back Tommy- How do you feel about me smoking?" Tiffany questioned as she took a double pump and savored the nicotine.
"I really fancy you, Tiff, I just think you're really swell." Tommy nervously replied.
"You seem so shy, Tommy, I think you need to relax a little bit. Let me help you relax," purred Tiffany as she slowly began undoing his belt buckle. She dangled lightly using both free hands to show some appreciation. She slid down Tommy's pants as she began to lay him in a more comfortable position.
"Just lay back honey, let mama take care of you," instructed Tiffany.
She was very eager to please as she blew smoke all over Tommy's member. She took a moment to gaze at the specimen and thought about how badly she wanted him in her mouth. Almost as badly as she needed smoke in her lungs, she thought, as she took a drag and nose exhaled as she gently inserted his stiff dick. She twirled her tongue around and started getting a good routine, always making time to get enough nicotine.
"Would you mind being a sweetie and give me a cigarette please? I'm going to need one more to get you off," Tiffany asked so innocently that it caught Tommy off guard.
"Anything you want babe," said Tommy as he slid one out and made sure to click the filter. She smiled as she lit the new stick from the spent one.
"I want, no, I need you to cum in my mouth," Tiff said in her best good girl voice, smoke expelling as she spoke. She performed a snap inhale as she looked up from her duties and then playfully blew a few smoke rings up at Tommy. Tiffany made a little game of it as she skillfully blew smoke rings around Tommy's cock between engulfing it with smoke as she bobbed up and down. Tommy placed his hand upon her head as his body began to shake. She quickened the pace as she knew he was about to give her exactly what she wanted. Tommy gripped the sheets as she took a triple pump and poured smoke so thick that she lost sight of the boy as he unloaded in her mouth. She took it all up and swallowed just as easy as she wiped her mouth, crushed out the cigarette out in the ashtray and was out the door.