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Amazon Marriage Counselor WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS FART/BUTT DOMINATION, FART/BUTT FETISHISM, SCAT, AND SEXUAL ENCOUNTERS. READER DISCRETION ADVISED. The boy was now a man, but his same boyish fears were reverberated into his head again as he stood outside the Amazon’s door. ppppprrttlllrr….Behind the thick walls of her treehouse he could hear her booty trumpet outward. His fear spiked; her taste and smell still resonated on his taste buds and within his brain. It took all the courage to knock upon her door handle. “Come in dear!” he heard her call. An ounce more of bravery allowed him to sheepishly step inside. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The boy was quite fortunate to have such a beautiful, sexy wife. Beyond that, she had many subtle, gentle traits that desired his admiration. But while he fucked her doggy style, those were the two that came to mind. “Aoohh!” She exclaimed while he grabbed both asscheeks and thrusted into her vagina. In the dark night of their bedroom, they were only concerned with each other. FFFTTRAPPTT! The boy froze as his wife went limp; she turned around confused. “Sorry sweetie,” she said smiling. Was he really so unkempt from a simple poot? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- PSSRRLLAAAAPPBBTTTTTT! The Amazon’s wet fart caught the man completely by surprise. He jumped mid story as the fart rumbled across her couch into his thigh. She laughed, pulling him down onto the couch. “I see what you mean! Impotence through flatulence, such a common but fascinating aspect. But fear not little man,” said the Amazon. She stood, standing in front of the seated man. “My ass has been known to inspire fear in those a little more...timid.” The boy watched as her gaped anus simply opened and closed, like an infant about to speak. It could swallow his head, given enough pressure. And the smell, the wet, sulfur, rank stench! He turned his head away, disgusted as usual. She laughed, now seated upon his lap. “Don’t you worry, we’ll have you racing into your wife’s arms in no time...or rather vagina. The village does need heirs produced, after all. Speaking of, let’s go practice.” FFRRRLLAABBBTTTTTTT! A much more fierce fart slapped the man in the balls. The pain was two fold as she rose, leading the stink to eventually coat his breathing space. The man was once again shivering from her stinky fear. The Matchmaker spread her generous cheeks apart in her living room. The man knew what his task was; he’d performed the same thing in the same spot the first time they met. But now, he stayed flaccid, staring into the Amazon’s hole. Juice seeped from it’s edges as it seemingly throbbed it’s pulpy mass in and out. He could hear it sizzling and popping as it was sucked back in. She sighed, grabbing his arms. “I could ride on top, if that is what you prefer. But trust me, you’ll feel like less a man...especially after I pop your hips.” FFFTTTTRRRAAAAAAATTTT! The man gagged as she farted in front of him. His eyes ran wild as the thick juice plunged into his face, full of rancid cheese and fruit smell. The Amazon bent down on all fours and backed into him. “You want to stop the smell, no? Then stop it. Plug the hole!” With great fervor, the man leapt on top her back. PPPRRRRAAAAAAPAPPBBTTT! He grimaced, feeling her wet fart spray his balls backward with the force of a leaf blower. “Do you plan to fuck your wife this way? Your tiny stick has gone flappy, like a wet leaf!” BBRRRLLLBBBBOOOTTT! The man dug his face, trying to block the eggy smell running around her hips. “Stop blubbering,” said the Amazon. She grabbed his shoulders with one hand, positioning him. “Again, I will assume the role of your wife...now, is this how our sex life is to be? You crying and me swaddling you like the child we are supposed to bear?” PPRRRRMMMPPPTTTT! BBBBBLLLLLAAATTTTT! FFFLLABBRROOTTTTT! She was relentless, farting long and hard; then, when the man finally got minutely a boner, she caught it with her asscheeks. PPPTRLLRLRRLSSSTTT! Her ass juice sharted along her asscrack, coating the man. He shivered and gagged as the moist fart hit his tounge. Good thing his dick had no taste, otherwise he’d puke on the spot. “Is this what you are to impregnate me with? Ridiculous!” FFFLLLTTRRRRRAAAAAATTTTT! Her fart was fierce as a bunch and the man yelped in pain, recoiling and sliding to the floor. He held his testicles, crying and moaning in pain. The Amazon stood above him. “If you will not be the man of the house, your wife will show you how it’s done.” --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The man had his strength once again put to the test… and he failed. The Amazon’s booty slowly descanded on his face, ignoring the arms he put up in protest. He pushed, watching her ass flesh come within an inch of his face. “No, my dear, no. If those hands aren’t used to please your wife-ahhhh…” Her asshole expanded, letting a dry fart lick the boy’s face. It didn’t cease, even after his strength gave out and her booty wrapped around his skull. She continued, the stink now released and ready to coat his nose with it’s eggy warmth. “If you aren’t using those hands to please my genitals, then don’t even think about raising to strike me. You can be a beast out in the streets for your wife, but for you wife, as submissive and gentle as a puppy.” FFTTRRRLLLLAAAAPPBBTTT! The man showed no submissiveness as she ripped ass into his face. It was like having a tornado of eggs and rotten meat suck you into its clutches. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This went on for another 15 minutes. The boy was in excruciating pain, but finally, her fingers exited his asshole, just as hers expanded. FFRRSSHHLLAAPPBBTTTTSSS! Juice poured along with a dank murky smell only her new asshole could produce. This time, the boy did puke...but this did not stop someone as tenacious as the matchmaker. PPLLRRRPTTSSSHHTSLLTTTS! The man screamed as he watched her asshole press the liquid shit onto his face. It contrasted her cold, murky ass spittle, launching steamy rancid shit onto his mouth and nose. He choked as it poured into his mouth and around his defenseless face. PPRRLLASSLLTTSSHTTT! Now covering the width of two cowpies, she shat on, speaking with a pained voice. “Ohhhh...this is what you can expect if your wife is not impregnated, boy. Yes, that is what we will call you. No man would dare show up here, unable to use his man parts.” FFRRRLLAAAPPPBBTTTTT! With her hands, she dug into the mess and located his eyes and mouth. “You will go home, give your wife a child and that will be that. I will visit to check. If you cannot ejaculate...well, I’d be more than happy to extract it from you.” Her ass lowered onto his dick and he could feel her shit still dripping as her asshole ripped open again. BBLLRRBBRRLLBBBAAOOTT! Another punch to the penis had him intaking more shit smell. She smiled, rising and walking past her filth. “Go and clean this up. You will be out of my house and in your own by the time I’m back. Make your wife dinner. That always helps them get in the mood.” She exited the house and left the boy to consider his own manhood. |
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