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Babysat WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS FART/BUTT DOMINATION, FART/BUTT FETISHISM, AND SEXUAL ENCOUNTERS. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. PART ONE Mark took a deep breath while he could. Natalie wasn’t courteous with her breaks. Only allowing for enough air to go back under. “Times up!” she called, her booty cheeks once again blocking out Mark’s vision. “No plea-!” he started, but Mark soon felt the weight of her fleshy orbs on his face again. It didn’t take long until: BBRRRRPPPPPTTT! Yes, right across his face. He squirmed; Natalie’s fart was surrounding him, encasing all his oxygen and replacing it with pure methane. “Ooohh, a ripper!” she said, giggling as her pet squirmed below. “Looks like the Mac and Cheese is doing it’s work! Good thing I took your helping.” BBBBBLLLLLAAAAPPPTTT! “Ahhh, but you like it better served stinky, hmmm fart boy?” Mark cried for help as her butt settled in for a round of television on his face. Natalie continued to gas him, late into the night till Mark’s parents came home. Then, she would tuck Mark in, gassing him with her pants off and her ass planted on his face. FFFFFLLLLLARRRRRPPPPTTT! Mark gagged as her butthole gave him a kiss goodnight. His babysitter pulled up her pants and left to collect her payment from Mark’s parents. “See you tomorrow you little shit.” With a final command of power and presence, Natalie ripped ass by the doorway. PPPLLLLLRRTTT! Mark couldn’t sleep that night. He was angry that he was helpless, angry that Natalie was getting paid to fart on him....and even angrier that he could do nothing about it. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mark was nervous. Three years had passed since Natalie had babysat him. Mark was a freshman, teenage boy and Natalie was a senior in highschool. Under no circumstance would he want to have a baby sitter, especially her. But something changed in Mark, making him want to beg his parents. “I thought you hated Natalie!” complained his mother. “Didn’t you say she used to tease you and whatnot?” Mark’s parents had always been annoyingly unaware of the situation, but for now, Mark had to pass on giving them shit. “I just...feel safer when you guys are away to have someone here.” said Mark. “Huh. C’mon Mark, you’re sixteen. You aren’t man enough to watch the house on your own? What’s gotten into you?” said his dad. Mark can still remember what got him into this. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The dream. Or was it a nightmare. Sometimes it was hard to tell. It always started out the same. There was Natalie, standing over Mark, proud and tall. “Kneel.” she commanded, like a royal egyptian Goddess. Mark did so in a dream-like stance, unable to help himself. Here then, she took off her clothes, and gently turned around. Mark’s face was quickly shoved into her asscrack. BBBBBBBRRRRRRPPPPPTTTTTTT! The farts were painfully stinky. Full of rotten cheese and Chipotle bean burritos. FFFLLLLRRRPPPPTTT! Mark sucked in all the farts. He had no choice; this woman pulled the strings in his dreams. Her hands reach back and keep Mark’s mouth agape. BBBBBRRLLLBBPPPTTTT! Her putrid fart rolls around Mark’s mouth, coating it in fecal matter. “Lick,” she commands, her foot resting on Mark’s scrotum. Without hesitation,(although some remorse) he does so, trying to breathe in through his nose to catch a better scent. With the size of her ass,(FFRRRAALLLPPPTTT!) and the stink of her farts, Mark doesn't catch much of a break. Out of nowhere, the pace changes. Natalie grows, double her size, then triple, quadruple...till she is the size of a small building. Mark cowers in place, unable to move with sleep paralysis. Natalie smiles, laughing at his tiny size. She turns, letting out a fart for the heavens. BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRLLLLLBBBBBBB! Mark is knocked to his feet. The smell is horrific in quantity. Marks essence, his very existence becomes one with Natalie’s beans and cheese scented shit. Her ass soon looms overhead. Mark gasps, staring up into her perfect, brown butthole, now the size of a truck. It opens and closes, signaling the coming onslaught of stink. BBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRAAAAALLLLLLLLLPPPPPPTTTTT! Mark winces as the gust of wind hits him. His vision becomes dazed as Natalie laughs and slowly descends. Mark awakes in his bed. He has a cold sweat, his heart is racing. Along with those symptoms was a boner. He hated being a teenage boy. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The moment was almost here. Mark’s parents were in disbelief-but they were leaving. Natalie was running late-but she was coming. Mark sat on the couch, knowing nothing and hating that feeling. Should he “get it out of his system” before she arrived? He had a great collection of fart fetish stuff he found. No. Nothing was as real as the real thing. He wanted to be ready for this. Wait! What if she wasn’t into this anymore?! She was a freshman then, maybe she grew up or something?! Mark had to find out for himself-the doorbell rang. With great courage, he walked to ansewer the door. There was Natalie. Slightly obese figure, wearing yoga pants and a too-big-for her T-shirt. She hadn’t changed much. She was still pretty tall and her ass was still pretty fat. Mark was left speechless, only standing and staring. Natalie smiled and took the initiative. “Hey fartboy. Good to see ya.” she said. Natalie turned around and scooted into Mark’s waist. PPPPRRRROOMMMPPTT! What was that?! Mark felt the vibrations of her booty across his penis. His boner instantly touched Natalie’s backside. Mark didn’t know what to do. “Well, that’s new.” said Natalie, giving her butt a little wiggle. “Let’s go. I have some cooking to do.” said Natalie, showing herself in. Mark stood for a solid 10 seconds in a daze. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
PART TWO Natalie’s ass felt the same as four years ago. The weight, the cushiony, meatier texture. Sure, Natalie had put on a few more pounds up till senior year, but her ass was still modeled after her slightly plump form. Mark tensed against her black yoga pants; he could feel her butthole push against his nose, the old, familiar foreboding odor coming forth. BBRRRRRRPPPPPPTTTT! Disgusting...but worth it. “Mmmm, just like old times, huh fartboy? Can’t believe your parents still stock up on hot dogs and chili. Haha, remember when I asked them to stock the fridge with extra swiss cheese?” asked Natalie, adjusting her asscheeks to separate perfectly across Mark’s face. She rose and plummeted her ass back down on Mark’s face. “I asked you a question fart boy!” she screamed. Mark grunted. All these years and she was still a colossal bitch….but a hot one. “Yes, I do!” said Mark, hoping his response was satisfactory. FFFFLLLLPPPRRLPPTT! Guess it didn’t matter. Natalie’s fart rippled across her pants and down Mark’s nose. He gagged as the chili cheese and hot dog masqueraded as shit-smelling fart. It stung his eyes. It burned his nose. But Mark wanted this. Her ass kept reminding him of that. She laughed, continuing to fart on Mark’s puny existence and eat her chili cheese dog. In some ways, not much had changed from when she was a freshman. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Do it!” commanded Natalie, her ass cheeks spread for the world to see...or in this case, Mark. She had him pinned beneath her, ass blocking out the light of the ceiling fan. Mark writhed beneath her. “No, get off! Mom!” he screamed. BBRRRLLLBBBLBB! Mark watched as his babysitters asshole purged out her next fart. He coughed while the shit particles hit his face. Natalie laughed above him, her exiting fart sounding like a hype man for her torment. “ No one but you and me, fartboy-Markboy. Besides, that’s all you need, right? Me and my big beautiful buttt?” PPPPRRRLLLLTTTT! Mark certainly disagreed. He wished his parents would come home now and whisk Natalie off to jail. But they never came home early. They never believed Mark’s woes. Natalie was open to fart on him night after night. This night was worse in particular. Her ass lowered bringing her flexing asshole and anus hairs with it. “I can do this all night, Marky. Either you kiss my butthole, or your bedtime gets pushed back.” BBBRRLLLLBBPPPPTT! “Or maybe I’ll put you to bed early. With ME.” FRLLLLLAAAPPPPPPTTT! Mark gasped for fresh air, but was out of options. He was completely out of options. He turned his head to gain a breath of fresher air-took a look back at Natalie’s stinky, pink hole- then dove in, lips pursed. BBRRRRAAAAPPPPTT! A meaty fart hit his mouth, with Natalie laughing. “See, that wasn’t so hard?” Mark spat and cursed, trying to free his hands to wipe his mouth. Natalie giggled, loving his defiance. “Now, let’s try this again. This time, I wanna see some tounge.” Natalie giggled and pushed her ass forward. Mark screamed. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Times were different now. Mark couldn’t explain it, but his anatomy would be interested in seeing Natalie nude again. Maybe even kiss her hole again. He didn't know. Being a horny young Freshman was a confusing and trialing time for Mark. As he was led onto the living room couch, Mark had the urge that those trials were about to get worse. “I think you remember the position Mark.” said Natalie with a shove. He most certainly did. Mark knelt below the cushions, his face planted upside; a comfy cushion for his mistress. Natalie smiled deviously and took her place on the throne. Mark tensed up, the familiar grasp of her booty encasing him. Just like always, she took a few seconds to get her hole adjusted to Mark’s nose. Just like always, her thighs were crossed, tightening the grip around Mark’s neck. Just like always, Mark sat in silence and fear, listening. Most of the time, he heard his frantic breathing underneath her mountainous amounts of fabric and booty scent. Now he also heard his heart, pumping blood to fuel his growing erection. There was a grumble. FFFFRRRRRAAAAPPPBBLLTTT! Natalie sighed. Her TV time had begun. BBRLLLRRPPPPTTT! BBBBLLLLLBBLBLBL! FRRRRUUMMMPPPPTTT! Her farts rang out stronger and smellier than ever. Mark tried his hardest to ignore them, instead, focusing on Natalie's gorgeous ass. PPPP LLLL TTTT! She sure made it hard. Every fart vibrated against the walls of her cheeks, giving Mark the slightest erotic tickle. He hated the smell that came afterwards-but the touch, oh it was glorious. It was a playful little way of letting him know who was in control. He hated it-but he loved it. Commercial time came. Natalie yawned. “So how’s Highschool going, faggot? I assume you haven’t met any girls.” Faggot. Another insult Natalie armed herself to humiliate her toy. “Uh, no.” said Mark. It was true. Mark didn’t want to be rude and blow his chances,(if any) with this one. BBRRRRPPPPTTT! “Like I said, no shit.” said Natalie. “No girl wants to stick her vag out for a little shit-face like you. You’re tainted property.” BBRRRRMMMMPPPTTT! The words hit hard as the fart she released. Mark knew her speech for a long time. This wasn’t hard to get. She was being sincere. “That’s why you called me up, hmmm Marky? Trying to get some fart back in your life, you little shit smeller?” “No I-!” started Mark, before: PPPRRRRRUMMMMPPPTT! “Oh shutup Mark,” continued Natalie. “I know how this works. No way you’d want me back here unless you were a sick little shit. I had to find three other kids to babysit. None as pathetic as you apparently.” FFFLLLLRRPPPTTT! Mark couldn’t help it. His anger built up to much. “I don’t like you, or your stinky ass! I just wanted to…” Mark’s words hung in limbo. To his surprise, Natalie lifted off his face. She looked down at him, puzzled. “Wanted to fuck me?” Mark looked away, then at her asscheeks, then back in Natalie's eyes. “I...yes.” he said. Natalie laughed. Then she took her pants off. Mark reveled in the sexiness of her ass. What little imagination Mark had used with her yoga pants was eroded away. Her sexy, plump white ass sat on his face. Mark missed this, cheek to cheek, her body heat rubbing against his face. His boner grew another inch, to the point of bursting. Even the scent of her butthole gave him shivers. GRRRRRR PPTTT! Her abrupt fart changed the tone...but only a little. “That better for you, bitch?” asked Natalie. “I...yeah.” said Mark. He didn’t know if smelling her farts straight from the source was a good idea. But having a half naked chick sit on him was something of a dream. “Kiss it, fartboy.” said Natalie. Mark didn’t hesitate, feeling her squishy butthole ripples mix onto his lips. FFRRRRAAPPPPTTT! Her butthole kissed him back, as if greeting a long-lost playmate. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A few more hours went by. There was TV and more farting. There was also more shit-talking from Natalie. “Can’t believe you like this you little shit. When I was a freshman, I knew guys ten times manlier than you. I bet I’m the only girl you know!” Again, Natalie had him. At this moment however, Natalie was the only thing Mark wanted. He needed to convince her he was a man...do something! His tounge graduated to her pussy lips. With great courage, he shoved them inside. “Ha! That’s damn right, you better lick me, faggot. Faster!” Yelled Natalie, tapping his balls. Looks like that didn’t work, thought Mark. Mark took stink from both ends. BURRRAAHH PPT! The fart rolled into his nose, the scent of garlic and garbanzo beans sweeping his brain. Mark tried his hardest to block it out. His tounge was getting tired, but he pretended his dick was in for substitution. He could almost feel his dick going deeper in Natalie’s pussy. She’d get wet, telling Mark to get going, go harder go deeper. “Harder, deeper!” said Natalie. FFRRRRUUUPPPTTTT! Feuling Mark’s imagination, Mark shoved his tounge deeper inside. Suddenly, Natalie removed herself, planting her ass over Mark’s mouth. BBBBBLLLRRRRUUUPPPPPTTTTTT! “Ahhhhh,” she moaned, her fingers reaching for her crotch. Mark screamed against her butthole as his mouth was filled with fart. Natalie giggled and moaned; Mark felt her pussy juice dripped as her fingers did the work Mark had left off at. After an eternity, she rose. Mark gasped and collapsed to the floor. “Good job, Marky. That’s a start. At least you know how to please a woman. I really needed that release.” Natalie giggled to herself. Mark was pretty sure she was talking about the fart still circling his mouth. “ Just got a text from your parents. They're gonna be home in about 45. So go shower and whatnot, I’ll tuck you in soon.” Natalie reached for her phone and collapsed on the sofa chair. Mark stood and looked at her in disgust. He couldn’t take it. This wasn’t what he signed up for. “Natalie, I-” “Go Mark! I got plenty more ass rippings where that came from!” Natalie lifted her ass towards Mark and let a raunchy fart escape. PPPPRRRRRTTTSSSSPPP! Mark’s face turned red as her eggy scent flew his way. Nothing was working. He decided to take a different tactic. His hands and knees met the ground. “Please Natalie! Just once please! I wanna fuck you, please!” he begged. His lips met her ass again. “I’ll do anything!” Natalie looked up from her phone and smiled. She stood above her slave. “Open your mouth.” Mark kneeled in fear, but reluctantly closed his eyes and did so. He felt her ass on his face, her butthole scraping his tounge. “You ready for, ‘anything’?” asked Natalie. Mark coughed. He could feel her butthole already releasing her stench. “Yes, plrushe.” said Mark. Natlie sighed, then grinned. BBB BRRRRRRR PPTTT! The fart rang out in Mark’s mouth. He gagged and Natalie kept her hand to his head, ensuring he went nowhere. The fart funneled it’s way down Mark’s throat. Along with something else. Before Mark knew any better, Natalie was pushing out a full fledged shit. He gagged and pushed his tounge forth to no avail. Her asshole pushed the solid log forth like a train. Mark could do nothing as her salty, dry shit pooped out into his mouth. “Mmmm, just like old times.” said Natalie with a grunt. Her poop finally pinched off, a solid nine inches in Mark’s mouth. She stood over him, arms crossed. “Swallow it.” She commanded. Mark slowly and painfully did as she was told. He bit and chewed, trying not to choke on the massive turd rolling around in his mouth. With great difficulty he swallowed. The deed was done. He could still taste the shit around his teeth and tounge. The mere memory would scar him for life. His torture was met with satisfaction as his crush pulled off his pants. To Mark’s surprise, he still had an erection. To his even greater surprise, Natalie began to kneel down on top of it. Then; ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ “One day, you’re gonna wish for a girl like me.” said Natalie. She grunted; an SBD rolled out her ass. She laughed at her butt’s misdirection. “See, I’m always full of surprises.” she said. Mark, turned away, trying to avoid his babysitter’s ass blocking the TV. “Please Natalie, can you move? I can’t see the TV!” said Mark. That did it. Natalie shut off the TV and rushed towards her child...then sat on his face. BBBBBBRRRRRRPPPPPTTT! Mark kicked and screamed underneath her. “Geuss what Marky? My ass IS the entertainment tonight!” BBLLLRRPPPTTT! PPRRFFPPTT! “Get used to it! Pretty soon, all you’ll be doing is chasing after girls’ asses!” PPPRRRMMMMMBBPPPTTT! “Ahhhh...at least this way, you might get it out of your system!” Natalie rose, bending her knees and preparing for her famous butt slam. Mark winced as 160 pounds of babysitter came barreling down. Mark woke in a cold sweat. He was restless, agitated, and FURIOUS. “Mark my words, Natalie.” He whispered to himself. “Before this year is over, I WILL fuck you!” Mark rolled over in his sleep, trying to replace his nightmares with asses of famous celebrities. But wherever he turned, Natalie showed up in every dream.
PART THREE Mark tended to his erection. It wasn’t hard, being a Highschool freshman. He’d wear cargo shorts nearly everyday, just to keep them hidden. Pretty soon, all this work would pay off. He’d fuck his evil,(but hot) babysitter, then get sexual closure. All he had to do was wait. And wait. Five more minutes of waiting and he heard the door open. It slammed shut. “Geuss I’m back, fartboy!” rang a voice. Mark’s heart skipped a beat. Natalie had arrived. He heard rustling throughout the house. “C’mon fart sniffer, where are you? You invited me here, remember? What, need to hide your nudey magazines?” Her patronizing voice made Mark want to attack her then and there. But he needed to stick to the plan. “I’m upstairs, hold on! Just, go to the bathroom or something! I need to get dressed.” Good. That sounded convincing enough. Mark heard footsteps. Loud and foreboding, the sound of a slightly plump senior in Highschool. FFRRRRPPPPPTTT! “Ugh fine!” said Natalie, enjoying the feel of her fart. “Geuss I’ll relieve myself a little. Don’t want your-bitch ass passing out on me again.” Mark frowned, vividly remembering the times she had farted him until he blacked out. Or, as she called it, “gave him goodnight” kisses. His parents had always wondered why he slept so well when they got home. The upstairs bathroom door opened and Mark froze behind the shower curtain. He heard Natalie unbuckled her jeans and plop down on the toilet. No time was wasted. PPPPRRRLLLPTTTTSSHHHTTT! Wet farts. Undeniably wet. “Oooohhhh! Good thing the toilet’s getting these one’s, huh Mark? Although last time I remember you didn’t have too much trouble swallowing my shit! Haha!” BBRRLLLBBPPPTTTSHSHH! The noise and smell wanted to make Mark puke. Her diarrhea gave him flashbacks of last Tuesday. He could still taste her poop in his mouth. He stayed strong though. His time would come. BBLLLLPPPTSHHHTHHH! “Ahh! Quite the load right here! Wanna come take a taste test?” Said Natalie, laughing at her own joke. “Mark? Huh, little shit.” she said to herself, flushing the toilet. Of course she wouldn’t wipe...nasty bitch, thought Mark. He peeked behind the curtain, seeing Natalie bend down to pick up her pants. Her asscrack was very intentionally smeared with feces....but it was now or never. Mark chose now. Mark lept from the bathtub and tackled his babysitter. She was caught by surprise. “Ow, what the-” Mark sprang into action, digging his palms in her ass to pry them open. He was already naked, ready to penetrate. Natalie squirmed now realizing his intent. Mark held her sides and thrust his dick against her crack. He fiddled around the outside...it wouldn’t...go in! With Frankenstein force, Natalie flipped the two of them over. As chance would have it, Mark’s erect penis made contact...his dick was inside. An explosion of euphoria had hit him. This was it. He had penetrated his babysitter. The feeling was mushy and tight...and sexy. Mark thrusted up and down like an animal, twisting to the rhythm of his cock. “Ow! Get ou- OW!” screamed Natalie. She flipped back over, and Mark thrusted harder and deeper. He was like a stray dog, trying to hump anything it pleased. Mark gasped and groaned-his rhythm matched Natalie's cries of pain. Mark was at the point of climax...and then he reached it. He calmed himself as his dick did the rest, shooting his load into Natalie’s backside. The deed had been done. Mark removed his dick with a satisfying SHLOP! He lay by Natalie, satisfied and peacefully. Totally worth it. But the retaliation was swift. With rage in her eyes, Natalie grabbed Mark and dragged him to the toilet. She opened the lid and propped him onto the seat. “Ahhh! Yahhhhggh! Ugghhh!” Screamed Natalie, bashing his head in with her ass. Mark laughed crazily as she did so. He was too tired to do anything else. When Mark was seeing stars, he saw Natalie’s asshole pucker. She grunted and groaned. PPPRRSSSSSHHHHTTT! Mark gagged as his all too familiar semen rained down on his, mixed in with shit-dribble. Still, Natalie grunted and groaned, her asshole flexing to the brink of- PPPPPPPPRRRSSSSHHHHHHHTTTTSSSHH!- to the brink of shit. Hard, liquidy chunks shot out her asshole. Clearly, Natalie still had some poop in reserve for him. Mark could do nothing as her diarrhea pushed into his mouth and nose. His skull was encased in her hot sticky mess. He groaned as the smell of acidic compost and waste coated his skin. With a resounding final shart, Natalie rose off Mark. PRRRSSSHAAATRHHPTT! Mark opened his eyes to see Natalie's eyes bulging in anger-along with her shitstained butthole. She slammed the lid shut on Mark’s face. Mark lay there in defeat as she stormed out the house. Mark showered. He brushed his teeth and gargled with many a mouth wash. He wasn’t sure he could ever get her taste out of his mouth. But the taste of victory was even sweeter. He looked at his now flaccid penis and smiled. No longer would he have nightmares about Natalie's ass. Just good dreams about this day. But her torment wasn’t over. Mark reached above the bathroom door for his phone. The video app was turned off. He went to his computer to review the full half hour video of blackmail. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mark had an eventful day at school. His friends couldn’t believe it. Neither could the upperclassmen. “So, she’s like, into that stuff?” asked Mark’s friend Pete. “Yeah, totally.” said Mark. “I found this on a 4chan link. Couldn’t believe it was her! I mean, look at that poor kids face!” PPPPRRRRRRRRTTTT! The kids turned in disgust as they watched Mark get shat on by Natalie. Little did they know it was him behind the distorted pixels. “Jesus, what a gross skank!” said one of the older classmen. Mark smiled. News like this travels fast in Highschool. By the end of the day, Natalie would be destroyed. Mark practically skipped home that day. He exacted revenge and even got to talking to some popular kids. Anyone who can find dirt like that is a good friend to have. Mark looked at the three phone number he had gotten. Who should he call up first? The football jocks, or the cheerleaders. Decisions, decisions. Mark opened the door and brought a foot towards the kitchen phone. He stopeed, when he saw none other than Natalie sitting on his couch. They met eyes. “Sit.” she simply said. Mark had nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. But maybe if he played his cards right, he could be civil about this. Slowly and cautiously, he sat in the armchair facing her. Natalie sighed. “I gotta admit Mark, you got balls. I never expected this.” Mark smiled, looking into her defeated eyes. “But I’m gonna need you to take the video down.” Mark furrowed his brow. “Not a chance in hell!” he started. Natalie stood up, turned around, and removed her pants. “Please.” she pleaded. Mark couldn’t hold back a gasp. Here was her perfectly fine ass and cooter. It took all Mark could muster to mutter. “No.” PRRRTT! A small fart creeped forth. To Mark’s surprise, Natalie, clenched her cheeks and turned in embarrassment. “Sorry, I...I have a gastrointestinal thing. I get gassy a lot.” she said. “I noticed.” Mark said coldly. He wasn’t going to let her puppy dog eyes get the best of him...or her lioness pussy. “ Mark please, this is going to ruin my life! I’m already known as the stink princess in my class! I can’t help it! If any more people see this they’ll-” “They’ll see you as the sick monster you are!” said Mark. That shut her up. Natalie sighed and composed herself. “You can fuck me whenever you want Mark. No jokes. Please! Just say it looked like me, or whatever!” Mark looked into her eyes...and everywhere else. He’d never seen this side of her before. He weighed his options. “Anal.” he finally said. “What?” said Natalie, almost to the verge of tears. “I get to do anal, every time.” said Mark. “And I CAN fuck you whenever, however I want! We can tell my parents I need tutoring or something. But if I smell even one fart-” “You won’t I promise! I mean, I’ll try.” said Natalie. Mark gave her a sterner look. “Please, Mark, I really can’t help it! All those times I farted on you I was just really angry. I needed, well...someone to take it out on.” Mark sighed. “I don’t need to hear any sob stories. Now, turn around.” She did it. She obeyed him! Mark watched her take down her pants and spread her cheeks. Mark gave both sides a firm slap and grabbed them against his waist. “Ow! C’mon, be gentle!” said Natalie. She looked back at Mark’s face. She could sense the, “OH REALLY?! Be gentle?!” in his face. “Sorry.” she said. BBBRRRPPTT! “Oh, my god, I’m sorry! Please Mark!” she pleaded. Mark smiled as her tiny toot hit his nose. No matter, he would clog that stink pipe of hers soon enough. Mark gave a final thrust as his semen once more shot forth in Natalie’s ass. It felt like it was home again, all tight and snug in her asshole. He removed his dick and pulled up his pants as Natalie did the same. “Same time tomorrow, got it?” he said. “Ok,” said Natalie, wincing. “You’re gonna take down the video right?” she asked. Mark gave her a devilish smile. “We’ll see.” Natalie frowned in defeat. What could she do? Angering Mark would only strengthen his resolve against her. Mark watched her painfully waddle outside to her car. BBPPPRRTT! FRRRPPPPTT! Two petite rippers escaped out her jean shorts. Mark laughed. From a distance, they seemed kind of cute. Especially when they gave her prolapsed asshole a pain. Mark couldn’t wait till tomorrow. Maybe he’d see Natalie again in his dreams. |
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