Hannah sits down in the chair beside the glass table. She's 21, her hair is black and shines, it's slightly curly and she has an appealing, light pink skin which gives her an innocent look. She wears nothing more than a black bikini. She lights a Marlboro red and inhales deeply. With eyes locked into mine, she breathes out cigarette smoke after about four seconds, but it seems like an eternity. She keeps smiling and not even a cough reflex has any impact on her smile. She cups her light pink left hand (while the right has the burning cigarette between two fingers) over her mouth and her slim body's upper part sort of shakes a little at each of her two coughings. The two hacks that her body makes are separated by a noticeable pause, but there's no inhaling in it, it's more like if she wants to concentrate before making the second hack. It's clear that her way of coughing isn't a reflex she doesn't notice herself, it's more a sort of a deliberate, a planned, way of working. I can't resist asking about it.
- It seems to me like if you're coughing in a very conscious way.
is that true?
Hannah stops her right hand which was moving the cigarette towards
her lips to give her 21 years young lungs more smoke and raises
her eyebrows for a while like if it was a weird question.
- Yep. Of course, I have to cough this thick mucus out of
my chest.
Hannah suddenly smiles when she says "my chest" and touches
herself over her naked chest.
- Coughing is a part of my job, she says with her sligtly
raspy voice and smiles.
She's about to move the cigarette to her lips when her coughing reflex surprises her. She starts to hack a little rather than starting with a deep inhale like the last time. After three apparently unvoluntary hacks, she puts her lovely, pink, soft left hand over her mouth, inhales and coughs with three separate, powerful hacks. Like the last time, every hack is followed by a thick sound from inside her sweet chest. Her face expression gets a bit more serious when she again inhales. This time, she deliberately tries to get more effect out of each hack by making them even more powerful, but the last one is too strong so she makes a whopping found and throws herself forward and remains sitting like that for a while.
Suddenly, she moves her glance up to meet my eyes and starts
smiling in a deliberately sexy way and touches her own chest with
her left hand. The hand makes a visible, wet "track" on her chest,
from all the humid stuff inside her hand.
- Look how I'm coughing my smoky mucus up, she whispers, smiling.
She's totally irresistible, and she knows it.
- So, you're working as a cigarette tester - tell me more, I
finally manage to begin.
- Mmm. I smoke a new brand for two weeks before I
start on the next. She makes a long drag, opens her mouth like to
show me the smoke before inhaling it down in her lungs.
- My lungs are my working tool, she says with the smoke in her
tools.
- And your mouth too?, I fill in.
- Sure. I write down what I think of the taste, how it
goes with different sorts of food and drinks. Meat, fish, chicken,
spicy food. Bear, wine, and more than one sort of them, she adds
and exhales the final portion of smoke.
- I write down how the smoke feels in my lungs before breakfast,
after breakfast, during the day on several occasions, in the evening,
in the middle of the night and so on. Of course, one cigarette
per occation isn't sufficient, I have to test it EVERY morning,
EVERY night and so on.
- So there's plenty of food, wine and cigarettes?
- Sure. But I do like the real wine testers, I spit it out. But
I have to smoke tons of cigs.
- Do you inhale all the smoke in your lungs?
- Everything's going on down into my sweet lungs, she smiles
happily. She then caresses her straight, long nose that ends
with a cute tip pointing a little upwards, with two long, pink,
soft fingers.
- My nose is a part of my toolbox too, she explains. - French
inhales and nostril exhales need to be tested too. Different
cigarettes feels different in my nose. Light cigarettes are
boring, while extra strong ones - often from southern Europe -
feels almost too strong inside the nose. But, my nose gets used
after about three in sequence.
- So you often smoke three?
- Five, when I test chain smoking. Chaining is a part of the
test too, so I write down what it feels like. Three used to be
sufficient when testing, but I'm so used to smoking lots of cigs
now so I have to smoke five.
- So, during two weeks you smoke and write?
- Well, not the whole time, but as I said I smoke tons. The
day after a test period, I just smoke Marlboro reds like today,
to forget the last sort of cig before I start on the next. So,
tomorrow is the first day with a new test.
- When did you start as a tester?
Hannah drags on her cig and inhales before answering.
- I was 18 I think. I had been smoking for 4 years more or
less. In the beginning I just tested the taste, because I couldn't
make inhaling so much each day. But, soon I got used and now I've
been testing full time for two years.
Without closing her mouth, she exhales through her cute, sexy
nose.
- How much do you cough?, I ask.
-I cough regularly, like you heard. WHen I feel I have to cough,
I put my cigarette away, puts my hand over my mouth and makes sure
I cough up as much mucus as I can, then I swallow it or spits it out.
If I didn't work like that, I would have to cough really often. It
was like that before I invented this technique. My mucus production
on this level started almost a year ago and those coughings
all the time interrupted my work so much so I had to find something
out.
- You know when it time to cough it up?
- Sure. All the time I feel how the mucus builds up inside my
chest, but I can keep my coughing reflex back for a long time.
WHen it starts to rustle when I breath deeply, it's time for a
coughing break. Want me to show, she asks, and my heart starts beating
heavily.
- S-s-s-sure I gasp and waits for her to start.
She drags on her cigarette and looks at me, surprised, then
laughs a little.
- Not now. It's not time yet.
- Must be plenty of your mucus to swallow down, I continue, smiling.
- Yes, yes. Well, often I spit it out, but I hate leaning myself
over a basin or so while coughing. I prefer coughing in my hand,
or in both hands. Sometimes, I really fill them up you know, she
giggles and finishes her cigarette.
- How often do you have to take one of those coughing breaks?
- During the day, five or six times plus two in the evening
and one before going to bed. One during the night and one after
waking up in the morning, but those coughing fits aren't started
deliberately like the other are.
- Time soon?
- Not yet. Suddenly she takes my hand and presses it on to
her naked, soft chest. - Not yet, she whispers and her breathe
is so lovely warm and lovely smoky.
- What do you think of your own smoker's cough, I ask after
having caressed her chest for a while.
- It's a natural part of my job, simply.
- And, do you often almost whoop like you did during the beginning
of this interview?
- It happens, and I don't like it, since it's not something
I do deliberately. As you mentioned yourself, I have a very
deliberate way of coughing, and I like being in control of my
coughings. It's perfectly OK to feel how my job, my cigarettes,
keeps filling my chest with thick mucus that I must cough up
into my mouth, over my tongue - it's a part of my profession,
and every coughing is the tool I use in my job to move the mucus.
I love my own coughed-up mucus because it's a part of myself. After
I've been coughing I sometimes look at the mucus in my hands, smell
it and sometimes even taste it. But, if I cough so I whoop I've
lost the control.
She smiles and caresses herself over the chest.
- Tiiime, she says in a teasing way. - You may touch me while
I'm coughing, she adds and cups her hand over her mouth before
inhaling deeply. I caress her naked chest and back while she coughs
four perfectly controlled hacks which are very thick. She pauses
briefly, inhales with a rustling sound and coughs four new hacks.
I can see how she lets her fluid mucus pass out into her hand. Four
more hacks, an inhale, four hacks. She goes on like that and soon
she has to use both hands.
After four minutes, it's over and she shows me all the mucus
she has coughed up.
- Touch it, she rasps, and I touch it with a finger tip.
It's so warm and soft and I taste a little of it.
- I wish I could help you but my hands are occupied, she smiles
when she notices how excited I am.
- Please, I moon and takes my pants off. Hannah smiles and
masturbates me with her hands steeped in her own mucus...