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Subject: A Child's First Ashtray

Author:
Paul (Love)

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Date Posted: 18:24:05 08/31/23 Thu

Hi there to all of you wonderful smoking mums, dad's and kids.

I often recall the thrill I felt many moons ago when, after astonishing being told by my aunty that smoking would help me over come my insecurities and uprightness, and being shown by her how to inhale, she gave me an ashtray of my very own. It was a crystal ashtray and it was the most cherished item I'd ever owned. Aunty taught me how to use it in an elegant way and I utterly adored the sight of my own all white menthol cigarette burning 🔥 in it. I knew that even though I was just turned 7, I now had a special way to be me and which I loved.

Needless to say, I enjoyed the sensuality of inhaling the poisonous smoke into my young lungs so much that I never questioned auntys approval for me to let myself keep smoking with her and to accept I'd be an addiction like her. It happened amazingly quickly and before the end of my first week as a little smoking boy, my ashtray was constantly filled with white butter. I loved knowing I was now a real smoker like a grown up, and knowing I was allowed to smoke. Not only that but it was fine for my cigarettes to lie burning ́n my ashtray even if the smoky slipstream of my fag was blowing into non smokers (like my Grans) face.

After just a couple of weeks, aunty made me feel entitled to light up in my bed as soon as I woke up and she gave me another ashtray to use in the bedroom I shared with my young cousin Leanne.

The sight of an ashtray by my side was a constant reality for me as a young boy who, by 8.5 years old, was smoking 40 a day. As I type the plume of smoke blowing into my face makes me feel cozy and aroused. Both of our kids were also very young ashtray owners and now our 8ye old gd has a very femme ashtray that I love to see her using.

As well as ashtrays, I have fond memories both as kid myself and parent of kids who smoke, of being given my very own brand of cigarettes and lighters. I also got horns when I was a little boy when I lit up and, even though I'm not a pedo, was early in my sexual growth.

I wasn't going to say this but what the heck. When I was 8, and had been smoking full time for a year, my aunty showed me how to masturbate as I smoked and then came my onset of intercourse with her. She was about 22 and after having made love and smoked frequently for about 4 years, she fell pregnant when I was only 11. I don't tell many people this but we had a little girl when I was 12...and I became a dad. It was a very closely held secret, but aunty Claire and I were both loving parents whose lives revolved around our smoking and prescription pill habits. There was never any doubt that our girl, Stephanie, was going to smoke early. Before she was 4, and after having given her smoky kisses from birth, aunty tood Stephanie that she was such a special girl and that her mum and dad thought she was old enough to begin a life for herself as a smoker like us. It really was an electrifying and horns experience to watch our girl so young starting to smoke. Unsurprisingly because Stephanie had been immersed in our smoke since birth, she had no trouble inhaling and we could see straight away how lovely it made her feel. Stephanie was a packet of 35s a day smoker when she began school and her little body was completely comfortable having her smoke pumped through it constantly. This was 1985/86 and because Stephanie got extremely agitated if she went any longer than half an hour without a smoke, aunty made arrangements, as she had done for me, to be permitted to smoke at primary school.

My wife knows about Stephanie and we still see her occasionally when we visit her in Oz. Our family is strange and each and every one of us has a smoking fetish that developed as children. In my opinion, it was my awareness of having my own ashtrays like aunty that made my penis go hard as a boy. Aunty also said to me often that I smelled like a smoker and how adorable I looked lighting up. Although I was shy of my smoking to begin with as a wee boy, I gradually understood I had no control over my need to smoke and that it was perfectly fine for me to smoke whenever I needed and in front of anyone.just as we've told our children when they started to smoke, it is our choice and our self concept is as smokers.

All up, we have 4 adults, one gdhere in NZ (Indie) and 1 in Oz (Amanda) who have begun a life of heavy smoking very early. I do not apologise at all about there being a very hot sexual aspect to the starting of a child smoking, and yes, both our kids and Indie become active well before high school. We are still decent people but just do things that make us feel pleasure.

I also was influenced by my aunty as a child to follow my passion for hairdressing and met my wife at a salon we worked at. Because of our shared smoking fetish and attraction towards hairstyling, we have now been running a discreet salon in our gorgeous sleepout that encourages clients who smoke. Later this arvo I and Cathy will be giving digital perms to a mother who is a regular client and her young son, whom she thinks feels girly. I want to see if I can persuade his mother to let him try smoking with us as his hair is permed, just like I did with aunty as a child.

I'm sorry for getting all this out but sometimes I need to offload on this forum.

I'd really love to meet some of u guys and communicate vi email if you r keen.

I'm sorry if I've erred towards the forbidden sexual side of things, but that is just how the thrill of starting to smoke as a boy was for me..I never felt abused and neither have our kids and gds. Still to this day, Cathy and I do some sinful things but it is in the right vain of love.

I would love people to reply.

P

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Subject	Author	Date
Re: A Child's First Ashtray	Happysmoke	00:28:16 09/06/23 Wed
Re: A Child's First Ashtray -- Daniel, 13:52:20 09/07/23 Thu