The Janitor
by Wolf

It was 5:15 in the morning and John was already heading to work. It was his second weekend at his part-time job and he was anxious to get there. He really didn't need the job, but he liked his expensive toys and the extra money would help him buy what he wanted. Plus, he'd decided to keep the janitor's job ever since he'd seen what his boss had looked like.

He'd been floored when he'd seen it was a woman he was going to be answering to, and not just any ordinary woman either. When he'd walked in for work that first day last weekend, he'd been absolutely devastated by her good looks. Well, to be honest, he was more devastated by her ass then anything else about her.

John was an ass man and when he'd walked into Amy's office and had seen her standing in front of her coffee maker with her back to him, he'd froze right in his tracks. He'd looked for a good minute at that ass, taking in its exquisite form. It was the very ass that sent him tossing and turning at night, taunting him in his dreams.

John felt his loins stir as he braked for a traffic light and thought back to that morning. She'd had on incredibly tight faded jeans that crawled impossibly far up her ass. He'd stared open mouthed at its full round shape and wished very much to be able to touch it, kiss it, and to smell it. Mostly to smell it.

That was John's big hang up, he always wanted to smell them and that was the very reason why he was single now. His last girlfriend had got fed up with him always wanting to stick his nose in her ass and had finally called him a pervert and had walked out. That had happened over a month ago, so John was feeling especially horny of late from lack of any sexual contact.

He and Amy though had hit it off right away and had become fast buddies. John figured he owed a lot of his good fortune to his dad, because he was genetically gifted with a well defined body. His dad had been a huge weight lifter in his day and a great deal of his physique had been handed down to him. At 5'8'' and 170 lbs of solid muscle, John found that he had a better looking body then most guys got from spending hours on end at the local gym. He wasn't big by any means, but he had what the girls liked and that was a knock-out body.

He'd watched Amy as she'd checked him out thoroughly from head to foot that first day. He knew she'd liked what she saw, he'd seen it in her eyes just as he'd seen it in many women before her. He didn't think he was especially handsome, but he knew that he had enough good looks to capture most ladies attention.

John knew he could get a lot better looking woman then Amy. He thought she was attractive, there was no doubt in his mind about that, but she didn't come close to having the overall beauty that some of his x-girlfriends had possessed. Her breasts were too small for five and a half foot frame, and her face didn't quite hit the beautiful mark either. She was attractive enough though, and if she gave him what he really wanted, then he'd have no problem with settling down with her for a while.

John was still thinking about her ass as he pulled into the parking garage beneath the five story office building and was nearly fully erect as he parked his car.

He had to sit there and wait for his cock to go down enough before he could make his appearance. He only had a pair of boxers on underneath his coveralls and even though his manhood was only seven inches in length, it was plenty big enough to pop a pretty noticeable tent.

Grabbing his lunch pail, he made his way to the janitor's office stationed on the ground floor. He knew Amy would already be there, because it was her job to come in a half hour early and stay a half hour after. He also knew that there would likely be no one else there yet, so he'd be able to put in some quality time with his new boss.

He walked into the office to find her busy making coffee on the other side of the room. His loins stirred again as he looked down at her beautiful ass. Beings she was the boss, she didn't have to wear the gaudy coveralls that he had to. She was allowed to wear civilian attire and was presently wearing another pear of tight faded jeans again, along with a loose fitting t-shirt.

Within a few seconds he was fully hard. He didn't care, it was only the two of them there and he really wanted to let her see what her ass did for him anyhow.

He cleared his throat as he stepped the rest of the way into the room. Amy quickly turned around and flashed him a warm smile when she saw it was him. He watched as her smile faded a little when she noticed the tent he was making in his coveralls. She stared at it for the couple of seconds it took him to walk across the room to his locker.

"Morning." he said, smiling.

Averting her eyes away from his cock, a slight flush coming to her cheeks, Amy returned his smile and said teasingly, "Boy you must really like your job, if you're coming in this early all the time."

Putting his lunch pail away, John closed his locker and headed over to the break table that was stationed a couple of feet away from where she was standing.

"No not really." he said smiling. " I'm just trying to suck up to the boss a little, see if I can get paid vacation days or bonus checks for my effort."

Amy started laughing and turned around to finish making the coffee. When she could speak again, she said, "Well, it's going to take you a lot of sucking up if that's what you're after!"

"That's what I'm after alright." he said, staring down at her ass.

She giggled again.

John sat himself down in the chair that offered him the best view of her ass. He couldn't get over how sweet it was. So full and shapely, it was the most perfect ass he'd ever seen. The very prominent panty line that was visible through her tight fitting jeans only seemed to heighten its beauty.

He didn't like those skinny little ass's a lot of women had, even if they DID have good shape to them. No, he liked them full, firm, and shapely. He loved to see them move as they walked up in front of him. Bouncing, bouncing, bouncing. Amy's had all of that. He was in love with it.

When she was done setting the coffee maker up to perk, she turned to face him, then leaned back against the counter. As they chit-chatted, she would every so often look down at his bulge. John had sat slightly slouched so she could get a good shot at it whenever she decided to look. He had the feeling that she knew why he was hard, and it only strengthened his conviction when she turned back around to wait for the coffee to finish brewing. She kept right on talking, but never looked back to do so.

When the coffee was nearly done, she bent over to see whether it was still dripping or not, teasing him with her ass. The site of it sticking out towards him made his hand reach for his cock. He roughly massaged his stiff rod through his coveralls while he took in Amy's wonderful display. He wanted desperately to shove his nose into it to see what it smelt like. He just knew it would smell good!

He took his hand away from his cock as she stood back up and poured two cups of coffee. Turning and offering him a cup, she looked down at his crotch and smiled ever so faintly. John was pleased beyond belief, that she enjoyed the attention he was giving her. He hadn't yet pried into her personal life, but thought it was about time he did.

After taking a sip of his coffee, he asked, "You got a man at home Amy? Somebody waiting on you hand and foot?"

He saw the spark of interest in her eyes at his choice of conversation. She did well in trying to hide it, but he'd seen it anyhow.

"Nope," she said smiling. "Haven't found one I want to keep around yet. What about you? You probably got a couple of woman hanging around all the time."

He smiled at her compliment and replied, "Well, unfortunately I don't. Been single for a month now."

He could see the look of relief pass briefly over her face before she could hide it. Good, he thought, things were working out nicely. He'd decided the first time he'd met her, that he was going to take the slow approach, to try and get to know a little bit about her sexual background before he made any commitment in dating her. He'd fucked up with more then one of his past women and had rushed right in, only to be disappointed when it came time to bed them. Not this time though. This time he was going to make sure first. Before he could say anything else though, she reached over to her desk and picked up the days cleaning schedule.

"I've put you in charge of the top floor today." she said, handing him his list of work. "It was cleaner then usual today, so you should have a pretty easy day ahead of you."

"Cool!" he said, flashing her a smile. He knew the top floor was always the cleanest and therefore the easiest to clean.. He also knew his co-workers would no doubt get pissed off if she continued to pamper him like this. She'd given him the top floor on his second day of work last weekend and he'd noticed the other guys hadn't been too happy about it.

Amy got up smiling and went for another cup of coffee, saying, "Just make sure you do a good job. I'm going to be checking in on you periodically all day, so don't let me catch you fucking off."

"Not me boss!" he said mockingly, again looking at her incredible ass.

He kept staring at it, absorbing its beauty as she took her time in pouring her second cup. Some day, he thought, I'm going to smell that son-of-a-bitch!

He wasn't given anymore shots of her ass after she'd came back over and sat down, because the rest of the crew had started trickling in soon after. Once everybody was present and was given their workloads for the day, and none of them liking the fact that John had got the top floor again, they grabbed their equipment and made for the floors above.

The building they were cleaning was an office building for two different companies. It was nearly deserted on the weekends and John found that he liked the peace and quiet as he made his way through the empty halls.

He didn't see Amy again until an hour later. He was busy cleaning one of the smaller offices when he saw her walk in. There was a small smile on her face as she walked around the room inspecting his work. He continued his cleaning while watching her at the same time. She was clearly enjoying his attention and purposely presented her ass to him on more then a few occasions. Watching the slight bounce of her ass as she slowly made her way around the room, it didn't take long for John's cock to start growing again. He didn't even try to adjust it, but let it push out against his coveralls. He looked away from her whenever he thought she was going to look over at him, that way she could look at his boner all she wanted.

Doing two complete passes through the room, she finally came to a halt right behind him. She was looking down through the window at the traffic below and therefore had her back to him again. She was only a couple of feet away, so to get the best view he could possibly get of her ass, he kneeled down in back of her and pretended to re-tie his shoe.

He was at eye level with it now and wished like hell he could get away with a little sniff of it. The temptation was there, but if he did and he ended up getting caught.... He didn't know how she'd respond. He didn't know her well enough yet to take the chance, so he kept his distance and resigned himself to just looking.

As it turned out, she actually helped him out with his desire when she suddenly farted. He was devastated! It wasn't a dainty little fart either. He stared wide eyed at her ass as she expelled her gas in a deep long rumble, that gave him the impression of strength and depth. He was exhilarated beyond words!

Looking over her shoulder and then down to his present location, she smiled sheepishly and said, "Sorry, I don't believe in modesty."

Getting his wits back, John chuckled and replied, "I'm glad to hear it!"

She giggled at his response, but at the same time he felt she was searching his face to see just what his feelings truly were. He gave her his best reassuring smile he could muster, then went back to tying his shoe.

John's cock was throbbing painfully in his shorts for some much needed attention. He wanted desperately to pull it out and jerk a monster load right there on the floor. Her fart had made him incredibly excited and he wished he'd had his nose up to her ass when she 'd cut it loose.

He stood back up when she started moving away from the window. He figured spending three minutes tying his shoe should have given her an idea of what he'd really been up to. From the half hidden smile on her face, he figured she did.

Flashing him that smile as she walked across the room, she said, "Keep up the good work. I'll be back after while to check in on you again." Then walked out the door.

John hoped it would be soon. He thought about the fart she'd just let and honestly couldn't recall hearing any other woman fart with that much power. He stood there and thought about that fart for five minutes before he belatedly realized he hadn't detected even the slightest odor from it.

He went back to work with an image of Amy's perfect butt burnt into his mind, and decided he was going to go ahead and ask her out sometime today. He figured he'd sent enough hints her way by now, that she should know where his sexual interests lie. From the performance she'd given him so far today, he thought it was pretty much a sure thing she knew.

He was on his sixth room when Amy came around for her second inspection. He was down on his knees wiping down the legs of the desk and didn't see her until she was right up beside him.

Startled, he looked up, then smiled when he realized it was her. "How am I doing boss?"

Grinning down at him, a sparkle in her eyes, Amy replied, "Not bad. You still have a lot of sucking up to do though, if you're still looking for those paid vacation days."

"Oh I'm still looking." he said, glancing down at her crotch before going back to his work.

Instead of walking away like he'd thought she was going to do, she instead bent over and rested her elbows on the desk and started ruffling through the papers on it.

Knowing he was presented with another chance at smelling her ass, he took it this time. Easing his way around her, he brought his nose as close as he dared and took a big whiff of her ass. He could only pick up the slightest odor of shit, but what little he got sent him right into the ecstasy zone.

He quickly backed away after that first whiff to make sure she hadn't seen him. It looked like she was still shuffling through some papers, so he took another chance and went in for another sniff of her beautiful butt.

He nearly came in his overalls when she cut loose with another big rumbling fart. He'd kept his nose right there and sniffed for all he was worth the entire time she broke wind. The odor that assaulted his nose was mild in power, but it had the most wonderful aroma he'd ever smelt. He finally had to back away when she suddenly started to move. He acted as though he had been crawling around her in order to get to the other side of the desk.

Amy smiled down at him and said, "I told you, I don't believe in modesty."

He couldn't stop himself from grinning back. "You don't hear me complaining do you?"

Furrowing her brow and folding her arms in front of her, she said, "No I don't, and I'm curious as to why that is."

Just to see how she'd react, he replied, "What's there to complain about? I thought it sounded great!"

She kept smiling down at him, but again, he could see her search his face for any sign of deceit.

Evidently not finding any, her smile grew bigger as she asked, "You really liked it?"

Seeing that her question was genuine, he replied in all seriousness, "Absolutely!"

"Really?"

Putting his hands on his thighs and looking straight up into her eyes, he said, "Yes really! You can fart in front of me any time you want!"

They stared into each other's eyes searching for something they both could now plainly see. John knew she enjoyed farting in front of him and loved the attention that he gave to her ass. Amy could see by the look in his eyes and the bulge in his coveralls, that he was absolutely infatuated with her ass and everything about it. They had been looking for one another all their lives, but both were still a bit nervous. They could see it in each other's expressions. Their sexual desires they knew were a bit abnormal and neither of them wanted to be embarrassed again.

They looked at each other for almost a full minute before Amy's smile broadened. "Well, I better go check in on the other guys before they get the idea of taking an unscheduled break. I'll check in on you a little later."

"Looking forward to it boss." he said.

They shared one more smile before she walked out. John had stared at her ass the entire time. That had been the single most erotic experience he'd ever experienced. He was absolutely certain now that he was going to ask her out. Positive.

John's mind was on nothing but Amy as he went about his work. Consequently, this made time fly by for him and before long, he discovered it was time for their first break.

He made his way down to Amy's office, which also served as their break area, with a rather noticeable spring in his step. He hadn't felt this good in a long time. He had a good feeling about how he and Amy were going to work out.

He'd been so wrapped up in his daydreaming upstairs that when he finally made it to the break room, he found he was about five minutes late for break. His co-workers kidded him about his dedication to his job and that next time he should just eat as he cleaned. John took it all in stride and joked right back.

He tried not to stare at Amy to much through his break, because he didn't want the other guys to think something was up between them. He'd learned at his weekly job, that once people started to suspect, it was usually followed by rumors of all sorts. At his factory job, employee and foreman weren't allowed to see each other on a sexual level, and he didn't know if the cleaning company he now worked for had the same policy or not. To be on the safe side, he thought it best if he didn't show any interest in Amy when the guys were around.

As soon as break time was over, the guys got up and made their way back upstairs. John started wrapping his unfinished sandwich up and was ready to follow them, when Amy said, "Go ahead and finish your lunch. You got here late, so take five extra minutes."

Giving her a smile of gratitude, he said his thanks and sat back down to finish his meal.

There was an uncomfortable silence in the room for awhile. John was in the process of thinking of how to word his proposal in asking her out. He couldn't understand why he was so nervous. She wasn't even as pretty as most of his women he'd seen and he'd never been nervous when he'd asked them out. For the first time in his life, he was actually afraid of being turned down. He was just about ready to stutter something, when Amy asked him if he wanted some coffee to wash down his sandwich.

"Yes, please." he said, and for some reason felt relieved at not having been able to ask her the big question.

She poured him a cup of coffee, offering her incredible ass for him to look at as she did so. Her jeans were riding so far up her ass, that he had to wonder if she was in any pain or not. He marveled at the awesome definition her ass had and knew he was going to make it his mission in life to have it for his very own some day.

Giving him his coffee and sitting down next to him, she smiled warmly and asked, "How far along are you up there?"

"Uh, I think I have one more office, then I'm hitting the restrooms." he said, looking deep into her brown eyes.

Looking away from his penetrating gaze, she nodded and said playfully, "Well, we'll have to see just how good of job you've been doing. You're quite a bit ahead of schedule if you're already on your last room."

"Please do!" he said smiling. "I've absolutely enjoyed your inspections so far today."

He watched her smile in understanding. He was pretty sure she knew what he meant.

They talked about nothing in particular for the next five minutes while he finished his coffee, then said his thanks for the extra time to finish his lunch and headed back upstairs to work.

He scolded himself for not taking the opportunity to ask her out when he'd had it. He just couldn't figure out why he felt like a sixteen year old virgin with her.

He went to work with nervous energy and in less then half an hour, had the last office spotless. Putting his cleaning agents away, he grabbed his cart and made for the restrooms. He was almost there when he saw Amy coming towards him from further down the hall. Parking his cart beside the women's restroom, he waited for her arrival.

"All done with the offices?" she asked.

"Yep. All done."

Looking straight in his eyes and getting a crooked smile of mischief on her face, she said, "Well, you'll have to wait a little bit before you can start here, I have to use it real quick."

Trying his utmost to hide his excitement, he said, "Well, just don't stink the place up!"

"Well, if I do," she giggled. "we'll just call it a benefit for all your hard work and dedication you've been showing."

"Thanks a lot!" he said playfully. In truth, he hoped like hell she stunk the place up to high heaven. He had an incredible desire to smell her shit. He could feel his cock growing from just the thought of it.

He waited for about thirty seconds after she'd gone in before quietly opening the door a crack. He listened intently for sounds from within.

He was rewarded almost immediately when he heard her blast a big fart into the toilet. It was loud and echoed throughout the restroom. John grabbed is cock and started squeezing it hard, wishing like hell he could be the toilet she was sitting on. Another thirty seconds went by when he heard another smaller fart echo through the room. Then he heard her grunt, which was soon followed by a huge splash when her turd hit the water. Thinking she was probably close to being done, he shut the door and concentrated on getting his breathing under control. Listening to her take a shit had sent his adrenaline so high, he was practically hyperventilating.

It was another three minutes before she came out, and by that time he'd managed to get control of himself. He still had some major wood going, but he didn't care about that.
Stepping out of the restroom, he saw her immediately look to his bulge and smile.

"All yours!" she said playfully, then turned and made her way back down the hall.

He watched her ass until she turned the corner and was out of sight. Once she was gone, he rushed into the restroom and made for the stalls. It was easy to find the one she'd used, because the water was still running, filling the bowl. Opening the door, he walked into the stall breathing deeply. The odor still there wasn't very strong at all, but it was enough for him. Then, when he looked down at the toilet, he discovered a small brown smudge on the back of the seat. Time literally stopped as he zeroed in on that smudge. Getting to his knees and leaning in for a close look at it, he could tell it was fresh and that is was no doubt from Amy. Leaning in closer still, he took a big whiff of it. It smelt just like her fart had, absolutely incredible! Smelling it one more time, he then quickly sucked the small smudge of shit off the seat and ate it hungrily. With the taste and smell of her shit, he just couldn't take it any more. Unzipping his coveralls, he pulled out his stiff cock and started masturbating furiously. In under thirty seconds he was blowing an incredibly big load all over the toilet. It was one of the biggest orgasms he'd ever had.

Leaning against the side of the stall breathing hard, he was determined now more then ever in asking her out. He had a good idea that she'd left the little smudge of shit just for him. And if that were the case, then he knew beyond doubt that she was the one for him.

He was the first one done with his workload and as a result, he and Amy had the office to themselves when he'd came down stairs. When he'd first walked in, they'd traded a nervous smile, but after sitting down with another cup of coffee and bull shitting a little, they both relaxed and began enjoying each other's company again. Determined now, John waited for a pause in their conversation before popping the question.

When the pause came, he looked down into his empty cup and asked shyly, "So, you think you might want to go out with me sometime, like on a date or something?"

He started to get scared when the seconds ticked by and she hadn't responded. Looking up at her in wide-eyed fear of being turned down, he found her looking at him and smiling from ear to ear.

"You don't look the type to get nervous like this." she said.

Shrugging his shoulders in genuine confusion, he acclaimed, "I'm not!"

She giggled at his discomfort and said, "Well put your nervousness aside, I'd love to go out with you."

"You would? Really?" he asked, thinking maybe she might be putting him on.

She giggled some more and put her hand on his for reassurance. "Would you relax! I said yes didn't I?"

John felt his face flush in embarrassment as he turned away and looked back down into his cup.

Collecting himself a bit, he asked, "So, when do you want to go out?"

"Anytime you like."

Looking back up at her, still a little afraid, he asked, "Tonight too soon?"

"Tonight would be fine." she said, holding her giggles in check.

There was silence for a short time while they both relished in their own triumph, her hand remaining on his.

'The Date'

John never felt more alive in his life then he did right now. He was flying all over his house trying to get it cleaned up before Amy was due to arrive. He may have dated better looking women then Amy, but he knew none of them had ever came close to turning him on as much as she did. He also understood now, just why he was so intimidated by her. He'd finally found the woman with the perfect ass, who amazingly loved to show it off to him in every way possible, and he was scared shitless about losing her.

They were just going to spend the night watching movies at his place, that way they could both get the feel of one another, get to know one another a little more. It had been Amy's idea and John had readily agreed. Now he found himself running all over his house hurriedly preparing for the date. He'd lived like a slob ever since Tammy {his last girlfriend} had walked out on him. Now he wished he'd kept the place clean, because he knew he was going to be cutting it close in getting everything done before she arrived.

He'd picked up a mass amount of groceries after work, because he'd offered to cook supper for her tonight. He'd picked up the necessary ingredients for bean & beef burritos, in the hopes of giving her some really good gas later tonight. He absolutely loved hearing her fart and he already knew that if she had to cut one, she would. He couldn't wait!

As he did a rush job at dusting his entertainment center off, he smiled as he remembered what her response had been when he'd told her what he'd be making for supper. She'd looked at him smiling knowingly and had said, "Sounds good to me, but it'll be your funeral later on." He was getting hard just thinking about it. He hoped like hell they'd be as big as the ones she'd cut loose this morning.

Miraculously, he completed his cleaning with a half hour to spare. That gave him just enough time to get himself cleaned up.

When the seven o'clock deadline came, the doorbell rang. John found himself practically running to the door with an almost painful need to see her again. He was stunned when he opened the door and saw her. She had on a pair of tight cut-off shorts and a loose short sleeve button front top. She looked incredible!

Seeing as he just stood there taking in her appearance, Amy held back her smile and cleared her throat. "You going to invite me in, or are we having this date on your doorstep."

Feeling the blood rush to his face, John smiled shyly and said, "Sorry. It's just that you look fantastic! Please, come on in."

He held the door for her as she walked in. No sooner had she got past him, did he drop his gaze to her ass. He felt his heart skip a beat when he saw just how short her shorts really were. He could see a good inch and a half of her ass showing below the cut-off mark. His cock immediately started pumping to life.

Turning around, Amy smiled coyly, and said, "You can shut the door now."

His face feeling like he was standing in front of a blast furnace, John closed the door and silently chastised himself for acting like a damn virgin.

"Um, you want something to drink?" he asked.

"Sure. I'll have whatever you're having."

He went to the fridge and grabbed them both a beer. Handing her one, he stated he was going to go ahead and start fixing food and that she should just make herself at home. Amy accepted the beer and remarked that she'd never had a guy cook for her before.

"I love to cook!" John said, lying out of his ass.

Amy smiled then went over to the couch to sit down. Picking up the remote and flipping through the channels, she said, "Well, I hope you fix a bunch. I'm starving!"

John swallowed the lump of anticipation in his throat and made for the kitchen to start the cooking. They talked back and forth between rooms and after a while, John started to relax a little and started feeling more himself. He was excited as hell about having her here, and she looked so good in her skimpy little shorts, that his erection never diminished at all. He'd been fully erect ever since he'd seen her butt cheeks hanging out below her shorts.

Getting a little break in his cooking, he walked back into the livingroom to see how she was getting along. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw she was sprawled out on the couch laying on her stomach facing away from him, legs spread and her feet in the air, watching TV.

Looking over her shoulder at him, Amy smiled and said, "You said for me to make myself at home."

"Well," John chuckled. "I'm glad you took my advice!" Then looked down between her open legs. He could just see the very outside edge of the panties covering her crotch. Amy giggled and went back to watching TV, knowing he was looking at her ass and crotch.

Seeing there was enough room on the couch in back of her, John went over and took a seat. Amy made no move to get up or move. He was only a few feet away from her now and took in the shear beauty of her ass. There was a nice smooth layer of fat on her hips and thighs that gave them wonderful shape and really complimented the fullness of her ass. The whole display made John's heart quicken. He'd never seen an ass as sweet as Amy's. No matter what it took to keep her, he knew he'd do it in a heartbeat.

He was looking right at it when she cut a short but loud fart. He stared wide-eyed at her ass and wanted nothing more then to get his nose in there to smell the gas it'd just pushed out.

A few seconds went by before Amy looked over her shoulder with that smile on her face, and asked, "It doesn't stink does it?"

Looking up from her ass, John inhaled deeply and said, "Nope. I don't smell a thing." Which was the disappointing truth.

Holding his gaze, still smiling, she said, "Well, just wait until those burrito's kick in. You're going to wish you never invited me over."

John didn't say a word. He just looked at her and grinned in anticipation. She grinned right back. A little later he went back into the kitchen to finish up supper. He had the feeling it was going to be a wonderful night.

When everything was ready, he called her out so she could make her own. He watched as she heaped on the refried beans and didn't even bother with the beef he'd fixed. He was having a hard time breathing steady, because he knew she was intentionally trying to give herself gas and he was getting excited just thinking about it. She had a mischievous smile going the whole time she made her burrito.

John had counted four huge burritos that she'd eaten, each one had been stacked high with refried beans. He himself could only eat two, because his stomach was in knots from nervous excitement. After they were done eating, they laid down on the floor to watch the movies he'd rented earlier in the day. John figured he'd make the first move, so when Amy laid down on her stomach facing the TV, he laid on his side horizontal to her, down by her ass. Going one step further, he moved closer and laid his upper torso across her upper thighs and supported his weight on his elbow on the other side of her. His face was now directly over her ass.

Amy looked back at him and took note of his position. By the smile on her face, John knew he hadn't pushed things too far and had probably done exactly what she'd wanted him to do.

"Comfortable?" she asked.

"Very! You?"

"Absolutely."

They shared a quick knowing smile before she turned back to the TV.

It didn't take long for the beans to kick in. Not even twenty minutes went by when Amy let one of her long rumbling farts go. John looked straight down at her ass as she let it out. He could tell she was easing it out, making it last as long as possible. He could feel the vibration from it in his side where he was resting against her thigh. The experience left him in a daze.

Looking back at him, Amy asked, "What about that one?"

Knowing he could get away with it now, he dropped his nose down to her crack while she was watching and took a big whiff of her fart. The odor was dull and not at all that strong. There was more heat then actual odor, but it aroused him immensely nonetheless.

He smelled her ass for a good thirty seconds before looking back up at her smiling face. He smiled back and stated, "Not really. Not too much odor at all."

"Ohh, well, I'll see if I can't come up with something better next time." she said playfully.

John chuckled and said, "I'll be waiting."

Again they shared a knowing smile before they went back to watching the movie. John knew he was going to score tonight and score in a very big way. He'd dreamed for as long as he could remember about having a night like this. Amy's incredibly attractive ass was in that dream, and the gas she was cutting loose in his face had been a major part of it as well. In effect, he was now living his life long dream.

He was still looking down at her ass, daydreaming about its last airy gift it'd given him, when Amy said, "Here comes another one. See if this ones any better."

John quickly pressed his nose up against her crack and waited anxiously for her to fart arrive. Feeling John's nose pressed into her butt, Amy arched her back a little bringing her hips just off the floor and expelled her pent-up gas with force.

John had been able to get his nose in a little deeper when Amy had arched, so when she cut that mighty fart, he was able to inhale it all, not missing any of it as it rumbled out of her. The odor wasn't getting any stronger, but since he had his nose so close when it came out, he was able to catch it at its very best. The gas that managed to get around his sniffing nose was hot on his face. He sniffed and sniffed, long after the fart had dissipated.

"And that one?" Amy asked.

John lifted his nose out of her ass and looked up at her. Though she was smiling, he could see that she was every bit as aroused as he was. There was a slight flush to her face and a look of lust sparkling in her eyes.

"Well, in my professional opinion," he said teasingly, "I'd have to say that they haven't changed at all. Though I would have to say that they do have a wonderful aroma to them all the same."

Amy giggled at his act at being a fart connoisseur. John grinned back at her, absolutely loving their sexual compatibility.

"I doubt they get any stronger." Amy said smiling. "I pretty much emptied myself out today when I used the bathroom at work."

John remembered vividly the wonderful stench that she'd left in the bathroom today after she'd taken her big shit. It was a memory he wouldn't soon forget.

"Of course, I don't have to tell you that do I," she said coyly, "You had to go in right after I was done."

Feeling more at ease then ever about the topic of his perversion, John smiled and said, "I remember it well. You stunk the whole place up!"

"Did I?! I didn't think it was all that bad."

John could see the look of mischief in her eyes, so he played along and said, "I didn't say it was bad! I said it filled the whole room."

"Oh," Amy said, looking as though she was greatly enjoying the conversation.

Amy gave him one last smile before turning back around. John couldn't remember a woman he'd had this much fun with before. Now, feeling quite at home at showing his perversion in front of her, he put his nose back down to her crack and continued his sniffing. Now that there was no fart to smell, John could only pick up the slightest odor coming from her butt. It wasn't much, but he reveled in what scent he could find. In the next five minutes that followed, Amy let rip two more farts for him to smell. And smell he did. He was pushing his nose so hard into her crack in his need for her smelly fumes, that his nose was starting to hurt from being pressed so hard against her shorts.

His nose crammed up her ass, busy smelling the last fart she'd let, Amy said, "Hey wait a second, this isn't fair! I want a turn at this too!"

Not quite understanding what she meant, John lifted his nose out of her ass and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Giggling at how red his nose was, Amy said, "Its my turn. I want to smell yours now."

This totally set John back for a second. He'd never even thought that she'd want to smell his ass. The thought hadn't even crossed his mind.

Hesitating for only a second, John smiled at his own ignorance and said, "Yeah, okay. If you want to."

"Of course I want to!" Amy acclaimed. "You've got the cutest little ass I've ever seen! I wanna see what that sucker smells like."

John actually felt himself blush. He'd never had a compliment worded quite like that before and he'd never had the tables turned on him either. Without knowing why, he suddenly felt a bit self conscious about how his ass might smell. Now he understood what some of his women had gone through on his behalf.

Getting up and trading positions with her, he watched over his shoulder as Amy came up and laid down between his legs and started giving his ass a two handed massage. She looked as though she really did like his ass. The look on her face was one of concentration, like she was trying to absorb the detail of his ass visually. He had to admit though, the passion in which she was showing in feeling his ass did in fact turn him on.

Amy grabbed, squeezed, pushed, and probed for the better part of five minutes before she rammed her nose up his ass in lust. Looking over his shoulder at her as she worked her nose in his crack as deep as it would go, John felt exhilarated to the point of bursting. In his need to satisfy her, he pushed and pushed, trying to produce a fart for her. It took a couple of minutes, but he finally felt the building of a good fart heading for the door.

When it was ready and knocking, he grunted, "Here, see what ya think of this." then pushed it out hard.

John nearly cried out when her fingernails suddenly dug into his waist as she drove her nose up his ass even deeper. He could hear her taking in big breaths of his fart and found her greed extremely arousing.

Amy finally looked up at him, her eyes shining, nose a little red, and said with feeling, "Your ass smells incredible! MY God you have wonderful farts! Take your pants off, I want to see what it looks like!"

John didn't have a clue as to what his ass hole looked like, and again felt that unease pass through him.

Seeing that he wasn't making a move to disrobe, Amy arched her brow and said, "Look, you want to see what mine looks like don't you?" He nodded. "Well, this is the way it's going to work. You show me yours, then I'll show you mine. Deal?"

John wanted badly to see what her ass hole looked like, so he got up and started to remove his pants. Apparently thinking he was going to slow, Amy came forward on her knees and ripped his jeans down to his feet in one pull. Looking up from his feet, Amy found herself staring head on with his fully erect penis. She looked at his thick meat for all of a second before taking it in her mouth and then into her throat. John moaned in ecstasy as she took him all the way in and let him feel the warm tightness of her throat. Only taking that one deep throated pull on his cock, Amy removed it slowly from her mouth then looked up at him and smiled.

"Turn around," she said huskily.

John was still a little uneasy about showing her his ass hole. What if it was dirty, he thought. What if she didn't like the way it looked? Amy was the first woman he'd ever been with who had any interest at all in his anus. None of his previous woman had even came close to that area of his body.

Now, looking down into her eyes, John felt a little bit of his unease slip away. Amy was looking up at him in hunger, much like the look he knew he had on his face when it came to HER ass. She wanted him bad, he could see that. It made him feel even more relaxed to know they were two of a kind when it came to sex.

Turning around and putting his ass so it was right in front of her face, he looked straight ahead and waited for her to proceed. First, he felt her take a light hold of each of his cheeks and begin kneading each of them ever so softly. John was a bit surprised when he found out just how much he enjoyed the attention she was giving his ass. He never lost a hair of his erection for a moment.

It wasn't long when her tenderness turned to outright groping. John could feel his ass cheeks being pried apart over and over again as she worked his backside with needful hands. He didn't look back at her, but instead let her have complete privacy with the thing she seemed to love most. He hoped she'd do the same for him.

John closed his eyes and just stood there soaking up the pleasure she was giving him. That was when he felt something else other then her hands. It took him a second to figure out she must have put her nose up into his crack and was now smelling him. He could feel the hot air she was exhaling on the back of his balls and wondered whether she was enjoying his scent or not. When she pried his cheeks apart extra hard and then slammed her nose right up against his sphincter, he smiled to himself and figured she did. He felt a rush of excitement pass through his body when her nails began digging into his ass cheeks and her smelling of his ass became more audible.

Pulling her nose out of his crack, but keeping them pried wide open, she panted, "Damn you have a sweet smelling ass!!"

"Glad you like it." John replied, smiling down at her over his shoulder. He could see that her face was deep red from the immense pleasure she was getting from his odor. Before he could make any further comment however, she quickly buried her nose back into his ass for another loud whiff. John dearly wished he had some gas ready to pass at that moment, because he knew that she would absolutely love it.

"Your turn!" she stated enthusiastically, pulling her nose out of his ass and quickly getting to her feet to remove her skin tight shorts.

Another tremor of excitement passed through his body upon hearing those words. Oh how he wanted to see and smell Amy's ass in the raw! As he stood there waiting impatiently for her to disrobe, his hand unconsciously went for his throbbing cock and began working it slowly and steadily up and down.

Finally getting out of her shorts, Amy came foreword and plastered a hard wanton kiss on his lips before spinning around and dropping to all fours at his feet. John's breath caught in his throat as he looked down into the deep crevice of her ass, and then to the beautiful brown rosebud within. He was completely enthralled by the sight of her sphincter. It had to have been the most perfectly shaped ass hole he'd ever seen. Dropping heavily to his knees behind her, he put his shaking hands on the sides of her ass and for the longest time just looked at the shear beauty it possessed. In all his years he'd never witnessed a display so flawless as this. Her sphincter was just a little bigger then a quarter, and its oval shaped band of muscle held the same thickness all the way around. There was not a hair to be found as he looked up and down the valley of her ass. Absolutely beautiful, he thought.

"Do you like it?" Amy asked, in an uneasy voice.

Reluctantly pulling his eyes away from her sphincter, John looked up to see the worried look on her face. It dawned on him that he must have spent to long of time just staring and she must have taken it as a sign that he didn't like what he'd seen.

"Hell yes I like it!" he said with conviction. "Amy, you have the most incredibly beautiful ass hole I've ever seen!"

A smile of relief broke out on Amy's face when she heard the certainty in his voice. Her smile mixing with a look of mischief, she said, "I feel a really big fart building up. Do you want it?"

Not even bothering with a reply, John dove at her ass with an almost painful need for her scent. Pushing her ass cheeks apart as far as they'd go, he ran his nose up against her sphincter and waited for her to slam that big fart right up inside it. He could feel himself shake bodily from the immense desire he had for her foul smelling gas.

"Here it comes!" she grunted.

John thought he was ready for her fart, but when she started expelling it, he found out different. The gas that hammered into his face was in such a mass amount, that he lost his breath in trying to take it all in. Pulling away just long enough to catch his breath, he dove back in for the rest. The odor of it was only a little more potent then earlier, but he knew that was because it was fresh from the source. He was in gas man's heaven!

The massive fart finally ending, John lost all sense of control and drove his tongue into her sphincter just as far as it would go. Her hole gave acceptance to his tongue with what seemed to be its own desire to be probed. John couldn't believe how easily his tongue slid in. He heard Amy let out a deep throated groan of pleasure when his tongue had gone in to the hilt. John was only a little bit disappointed when he found the inside of her hole to be clean, but was damn glad anyhow just to have his tongue inside her. He probed her ass for what seemed like forever before he found that he had to have more.

As he stood upright on his knees, he saw that Amy was looking back over her shoulder at him with her own needful expression. Information was passed in their looks they gave each other, and John took control. While he crawled forward on his knees, his cock in hand, Amy dropped her upper torso to the floor and used both of her hands to pull her cheeks apart.

John's breathing stopped completely when the head of his cock touched that lovely brown hole. Then, just as he was about to start inserting, Amy cut loose another massive fart. He experienced such an intense sensation from the vibration it caused against his cock head, and from the hot air passing over his entire shaft, that for the first time in his life, he came prematurely. Oddly enough, he found he wasn't even remotely embarrassed by this, so he instead, concentrated on pumping a huge load all over the inside of her crack.

Amy moaned and groaned in pleasure when she felt his cum start hitting the inside of her ass crack. This in turn made John's orgasm all the more powerful. By the time he was done, there wasn't a dry spot to be seen anywhere in the valley of her ass. He was just about done pumping the last of his cum out on her when she loudly farted again. The cum that had been covering her sphincter was literally blown back at him from the force she'd used in expelling her gas. John was so transfixed and turned on by this, that he almost came again! Consequently, he didn't loose any of his hard-on at all.

"Oh yeah!" he cried. "My God that was incredible!"

Amy was still moaning and holding her cheeks apart, never once looking back at him. John came foreword again and pressed his head back up against her cum coated ass hole.

"Hold on!" he warned, then shoved his cock into her just as hard and fast as he could.

Amy let out a long loud moan, but never screamed at his cruel insertion. As soon as John's cock bottomed out, he immediately began fucking her ass with long fast thrusts. Amy grunted with each of his impacts, and would every so often give John words of encouragement by telling him to go faster and harder. He did too. He got to the point where he was slamming into her so hard, that they were starting to move across the floor. They were about 5 feet from their original location, when John felt his second orgasm approaching.

Apparently sensing this as well, Amy whimpered and cried, "Cum inside of me! I want to feel it in my ass!"

No sooner then her plea was out, John made one last penetrating thrust and stopped. Unleashing his cum inside her ass, he looked down and realized that Amy too was having an orgasm. It was a mind numbing experience for him to know she was getting off from having her ass fucked.

Their orgasms finally complete, John slowly started to withdraw from her. He looked down and watched her sphincter clamp shut once he was totally out. He sat back on his heals in exhaustion and watched as Amy massaged her ass with both hands. He was still watching when she suddenly pulled her cheeks apart roughly, and spewed a fart-cum combination from her ass. John was in utter shock as he watched his cum audibly spray from her ass hole, and never even realized he was being hit by it.

He didn't snap out of his coma until Amy planted a long wet kiss on his lips.

Pulling away from him, smiling coyly, she asked, "So, would you like to come over to my place next time? I have some really good recipes I like making for occasions like this."

John laughed to the point of crying he was so happy. "I would absolutely LOVE to come over!" he said, wiping a tear off his cheek.

They came together in a tight embrace, and after a few minutes, began making plans to get together the following night for a nice big pot of hot chili.