By: PinkToy4U
I have always loved the quiet evenings of the city. My own solitude interrupted only by cars passing by the window. But for some time now, there has been another disturbance to my personal time: the beeping from the TV when my girlfriend is playing on the PlayStation.
I curl up on her chest and quietly kiss my gf’s small breasts, her left hand hugging me as she grabs the controller behind my head. The room flashes with blue and pink lights as she curses quietly. After a few seconds and deep breaths she smiled at me, her braces showing.
I lay down with my face between her could, smooth breasts and licked them gently. She moaned quietly, but never did she pose the game, her arms shaking with every press on a button.
I took a deep breath of her enchanting body... and noticed a burnt smell, similar to charred meat. I looked at my girlfriend, who was turning redder and redder with every passing second.
"Elia, did you you just..."
"Forget it!" she shouted and curled up into the blanket, her face hidden between the sheets.
Elia is the classic shy girl, with a cute, slender body that hides from every possible social gathering. I found a tuft of blonde hair peeking out from the crack in her protective wall.
"It's okay," I whispered and stroked Elia’s hair. "The smell doesn't bother me."
The sheets trembled for a few seconds before Elia's teary eye appeared, accompanied by a sniffle. "So you won't leave me now?"
"Of course not!"
She sat back down on the bed, and the strong, pungent smell wafted out of the cave she had built for herself. "It's only a matter of time before you leave me. That's why it took me so long to invite you over. I have a chronic gas problem."
She curled up with her knees up to her forehead and started crying.
"No, no! The smell really doesn't bother me."
"It will bother you eventually... It's better to break up now and be done with it."
My stomach twisted with anxiety. Is it possible the in less then an hour I’ll find my self on the street, a lone and disappointed? There was no way I was going back to that boring life.
I took a long look at her, the blonde, nerdy girl I had loved since high school. It took me five years of friendship before she learned to trust me, and now, after months of courtship, as I looked into her teary golden eyes, I decided that I would never let her go.
So I swallowed my pride and cursed the whole world for my next choice: I slowly lay down on my stomach and buried my nose in Elia's pussy. My lips rested on her purple pajamas, which were especially soft to the touch. The smell, of course, caught me in an instant and burned my nostrils, but even as her body tried to melt me with the smells of steak and sour milk, I sent a warm smile to Elia, who stared at me questioningly.
"I didn't want to talk to you about this..." I began, stroking my girlfriend's thighs. "But I... I'm very attracted to farts."
"Really?" Elia burped like a child who had been crying for hours.
"Yes..." I lied.
The silence hung in the air between us, and neither of us looked the other in the eye. The game was still on, and I chose to escape the situation and bury my face between Elia's legs.
"So... I guess we're not really breaking up," she said after what felt like an eternity. She must have wiped her tears, because the hand she put on me wet my hair.
"Should I fart on you?" she asked, putting her bare feet on my back.
I closed my eyes tightly in regret as I nodded.
"Okay," she burped again. Elia grabbed my neck and leaned back, pulling me in so that my whole face was pressed against her pussy.
Elia’s cat enveloped me from my nose to my chin, and the heat radiating from it made me sweat. I heard her stomach rumbling as I prepared to take the blow.
"It's coming," she whispered, closing her hips, pinning me down and not letting me take my eyes off her.
Pffffffffffffffffff
The murderous gas spread from her ass all over the bed, as I was trapped me there. Strong smells seeped into my mouth and straight into my lungs, filling my whole body with the intense gas that reminded me of the cows on the farm where I used to work at. Because my girlfriend was holding my head, I had no other choice then breathe in all of her farts.
After a few seconds, she released me, and I climbed on top of her and kissed her soft lips.
"So, we can stay together ?" I asked and lay back down on her chest.
She laughed and hugged me tightly, squeezing me between her nipples.
"We'll never break up," she whispered.
We continued resting like that for what seemed like hours, deep into the night. Every now and then she farted, and I didn't say anything. I hugged her tightly and licked her nipples while she concentrated on her game. With my hands I pinched her belly fat and stroked her back. That night became brilliant.
"Honey”
"Yes?"
"I hate to ask for your help, but... my farts are really starting to bother me. I usually use a pillow, but it doesn't filter out all the smell."
I sat up and looked at her legs, which were moving uncontrollably.
"Do you think I could sit on your chest? I really can't stand my farts... and you said you liked them."
What was I supposed to do? Tell her that her farts almost make me pass out? Watch her cry when she realized I lied?
I didn't want to break my beloved's heart, so I fell on my back and watched her climb on top of me. Her buttchicks rattled above my face as she swung one leg over me, and within seconds she landed on my chest.
The heat from her butt escaped from her pajamas and sank into my chest, warming me as my girlfriend pushed me to the front of the bed. I sank in as she found a comfortable spot.
"I love you," she started the game again, and I keept quiet as I watched her smooth hair sway over her low back.
Pfff
The fart came straight out of her little butt. Part of my chest really did absorbed the it, but most of it spread around my face. Smells such as wet dog landed on me. I fought myself not to cough, choke, or show any sign of suffering. I even forced out a long, silent groan.
"Oh, honey, I'm so glad you enjoy my farts..." She moved a little closer to my face, almost to my neck. "I was always afraid that no one would take me as their partner because of my horrendous sml, and here I am, I've landed on someone who wants to be my fart pillow."
Pfff
This fart was loud and short, like a rifle shell hitting me.
"I can finally concentrate on my games properly."
As time pass Eila has progressed through the stages of the game while I endured more farts, each one worse than the last. Every time I thought I was getting used to the smell, I was surprised by how bad the next one was.
Pfff
Sometimes they were long and tedious, others weak yet painful. But they all stank, and they all felt like hell. But I kept pretending I wanted to eat them all.
Pfff
"Oh... my ass is burning so much..."
Without explaining herself, my girlfriend pulled down her pants and panties. She put her hand on me to lift herself up, then landed on my face.
I lay motionless while my girlfriend's open ass crushed my lips. Its bitter, sour taste dripped onto me.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Please lick me until I feel smooth again."
"What!"
"What?" She panicked and leaned forward to look me in the eyes. "If you love my farts so much, I thought you'd enjoy my shit as well." I only managed to blink twice before she leaned back and crushed my eyes. Her weight was slowly breaking my skull.
"I'm not... disgusting you, am I?"
I took one deep breath and surrendered. Without answering her. I pushed my tongue inside, her asshole tightened and threatened to rip my tongue out, but the moan I heard above me turned me on. Maybe it's not so bad.
I squeezed her thighs tightly and continued licking, wetting her dry ring and cleaning slippery, sour stains, pretending I didn't know what they were.
"Oww," she moaned in pain.
I didn't have time to close my mouth before her fart hit my throat like a missile, wet and bitter with the taste of a cow's ass. A weird liquid with the taste of a rotten egg dripped onto the top of my mouth and got caught between my teeth.
I fought not to vomit when the second fart came. I managed to close my lips, but it all just went up my nose. My whole head was flooded with wet farts that made me feel like I had the flu.
"Wow, honey, this time I really don't smell anything!" My girlfriend stroked my stomach. "I think in the future I'll just sit on your face from the start.
As I was drowning at the horrible aroma of badly smells, Ela asked me to keep eating her ass out, because every fart made it burn again.
The pain of her buddy was getting serious, yet I said nothing in fear of making her think shes fat. And she really wasn’t, infect her ass was so small I could feel the bones sticking out, crashing me.
Pfffffff
I opened my mouth again, afraid she would poop on the bad, and I was right in ti fear because everything dripped down my throat. I became a toilet for Elia while she played her little video game.
Pfff
A large, soft, sower, pice of shit dripped down my moth. It slipped easily into my stomach and made me sick.
“Babe this felt amazing!!! Its so freeing getting head while not holding anything back!”
Ela put her feet in MY pussy and made me shrivel for a second. Then she farted again.
Between licks I slowed as much salaiva in hopes of washing down and shit left in my moth. I can’t believe it crumbled like sand!
Ela farts stink as bad as a skank and came with wet shit. I ate it all as she ignored me, only talking to me to ask to keep liking her asshole even tho i feel so tired.
Pffffffffffff
"You know what I was thinking?"
"What?" I asked, gurgling with all the shit I had swallowed.
I feel like trying Indian on tomorrow”s date”