Can I Fart? “Can I fart in your face?” For International Womens day a friend of ours was holding a costume party. “Women who inspire us” was the theme. Well, we are a bizarre bunch so of course many of the costumes would be a little sexual in nature. My friend Amber came over to tell me about it and as she knows about my little fart sniffing slave downstairs so we went to the gym to have some fun while she was over. The first thing she did was lean over and smile at him. “Can I fart in your face?” This had become our standard little greeting. All of my friends already knew the answer to that. Of course they could and would no matter how he answered. Amber flipped up her dress and pressed her cute pantied bum to his nose and cut one. It was a squeaker which cause us to giggle as he gagged. I guess it sounded cuter than it smelled. “There’s more where that came from.” Amber said. “So I should just sit here.” She plunked herself down on his face. “So I came up with a great costume idea for the party for us.” She said. We looked devastatingly fabulous! My shimmering black curls pooling on to my bare alabaster shoulders. Before we went to the party I gazed into the mirror and saw a beautiful figurine of a female Centaur staring back at me with another gorgeous Woman riding. Our Godiva was a ginger though. Amber’s hair is strikingly red and her eyes tree green. She had on a glittering see through body stocking giving her an ethereal look. The horse body of the costume was also shimmering white and he had no place to put his face but up my bum. “Can I fart in your face?” We laughed. Where else could I? The party was a self-indulgent affair with remarkable sexual renditions of everyone from Cleopatra to Joan of Arc. Hell there was even a Margaret Thatcher. If you can imagine a sexy Maggie Thatcher. I wish I had a pic of that because she actually pulled it off in a very stiff British sort of way. Cleo had a litter with two dazzling male slaves to haul her around all night. She also made a great display of whipping them and inviting others to do so as well. Amber loved that and took great delight is seeing if she could bring terror to their faces. She could. But all in all, we did stand out as the only two-girl costume in the crowd. Well two girl and one ass sniffer. LMAO. The costume was very comfortable. Well for Amber and I. If you think Cleo’s litter slaves were working hard, my behind was bent over at the waist with my bum in his face and the weight of Amber on his back. Though she did get off from time to time to mingle and whip Cleo’s slaves. And it was amazingly easy for me to slip in and out of when I had to use the little girls room. Which was fairly often as the champagne and other libations were flowing freely. It was a little warm so I was sweating and on one trip to the girls room I explained to my bottom (grin) that he should blow on my crack to keep it cool. And in return it would blow back and give him a little breeze. What would have made it a whole lot better was if I could just pee and have him take care of it like he does at home but with the design of the costume that wasn’t possible so I had to get out of it to use the facilities. He did lick me nice and clean though. At one point I was just about to get back into the costume and felt a huge fart coming on so I had him on his knees spreading my ass cheeks and just as I was letting go a woman who represented the Amazons of old came in. “Well that just looks like too much fun.” She quipped. “You mind if I have a go?” “I am going to fart in your nose.” I purred down at him as he once again endured all of my weight on his chest. “But first I will need a little clean up.” It was the rough morning after the party and I was feeling uncomfortable to say the least. Not as uncomfortable as he was though after having hauled Amber around all night, bent over as he had been with his face in my ass. But that didn’t matter. What did matter was how I was feeling and what he could do about it. Getting my rocks off will help my head and getting the gas out will help my tummy. And getting the gas out into his face will get my rocks off, so it’s all good. “My bum is a little dirty and sweaty from last night so before I put the gag back in I need a little wash. Tongue out.” I straddled him and moved my grimy bottom to his face and laid my head on his belly. My hair was teasing him. Slight little strokes on his cock that would truly make him horny and not a thing he could do about it. Perhaps hump the air a little. LOL. But I was going to enjoy myself with it. He could only wish and watch while I came in his face. Yep – this was going to make me feel much better. “First, run your nose up and down the crack of my arse to see what is in store for you.” I chuckled. I had just had my morning movement and was not all that fastidious in the clean up department and my nice hot shower would wait until he took care of my hindmost regions. “Now breath deep, I want to feel a nice cool breeze down there.” With my ear to his stomach I could hear he was not enjoying what he was experiencing at all. Perfect. After his nose made a few more passes I ordered him to begin with his tongue. My good gawd that felt fine. “Wash that asshole. Lay your tongue nice and flat on it and give it nice big strokes. Ahhh that’s it. Now make it pointy and stick it up the hole. C’mon wayyy up. You might find a nice surprise there.” I loved getting cleaned up this way. I started to finger myself. “Now blow again. With your nose. Want to make sure you did not miss anything eh?” That felt fabulous and now it was time to blow back. Just as his nose reached my bud I released a long silent stream of gas into it. His gag reaction completely put me over the edge and I farted again. I felt much, much better. I just let myself relax laying on him and farting every once in a while getting it all out of my belly. I was just about ready for my long hot shower now. “Hey, can I fart in his face.” Amber had woken up. “Has our little face farting Princess been treating you this morning?” She giggled at him as she walked to his head and placed her bum just above his face. “That’s it. I need another licking.” I said and Amber and I lifted off his stomach. He sighed in relief but it did not last long. As soon as I was positioned with my asshole on his nose and my cunny on his mouth Amber slammed her ass down on his stomach. He tortured groan was muffled by my mound in his mouth and Boy, did that feel fabulous. “Amber that was wonderful. Do it again.” “My pleasure” She giggled and bounced hard on him again. As he breathed in I let a rasping fart fly up his nose. My good gawd this is hot. He has no choice but to inhale my gas while trying his utmost not to pee as Amber continues her barrage of bum to tummy. Just as I am releasing another bunch of Goddess gas into his face I begin to come and grind down on his mouth real hard. Amber continues to bounce and with out a warning his piss starts to spray all over. Amber is furious. “You are going to pay dearly for that.” She says. She whispers it so it sounds even more menacing. “I need him to lick that off me.” She says. It got all over my ass. Damn. I wanted to spend a little more time here with him gently licking my rear hole. But as a good friend I relinquish my position and Amber places her piss covered bum on his face. “Clean.” She orders. He slavishly licks her cheeks clean then she places her asshole over his mouth. “While your at it clean this too. I didn’t wipe to well this morning. But first put your nose there and take a nice big whiff. He makes a feeble attempt so I grab his balls. “Big whiff.” I say. “Yeah I want to feel a nice breeze back there.” Amber confirms. Just as he is breathing in I hear a the wonderful sound of a silent but deadly wafting up his nostrils. Silent in that it is not a rasper but a nice whoosher. Just some new words for your fart vocabulary. He almost gags. “I better not smell any of that up here.” Amber winks at me. “Now let’s get that tongue to work. Nice slow, strong strokes. Get right in those little wrinkles. That’s right. Now poke it up the hole. Push.” As he is doing this she looks dreamily at me and I hear a rasping sound as her fart tries to push his tongue back out. “Uh-oh.” She exclaims. “I have a fair bit more gas than I thought and I do not want to stink the place up so make a nice seal around me arsehole with your lips.” She pushes her ass harder on to his mouth. “If you suck in now it will create a nice vacuum and you can just hang on while I relieve myself of this pent up gas.” As he is sucking she let’s loose and his cheeks veritably bulge out from the pressure. “Swallow that, cuz there is plenty more to come. At least I think they will be farts. Or maybe there’s a little surprise in there for you. Just keep sucking and let see.” I sit down and begin to finger myself. This is just soooo much fun. I going to have him smell my asshole. I don’t exactly know why but this is something I truly enjoy. Partly because he is so sensitive to smells and I do enjoy torturing him so. I like to plan a head for this activity. LOL. Partly just because it feels good to have his breath wafting over my asshole. Partly because of the superiority of having a man on his knees with his face in my ass. Add it all up and it really is one of my favourite activities. As I said I like to plan ahead for this so quite often I don’t cleanse it the way I normally do and it just tortures the living daylights out of him. And of course that is where farts come in. Just when he thinks it smelling real bad back there I give him something more. I also like to get creative with it. I have done just plain face sitting. I have a special toilet chair that really gets his face in there. I have had him lay on the seat of the car while I drive. I have lain on the bed and read a good book while he sniffs my bum. But today I have him on his knees behind me. I am standing with my ass in front of his face. “Pull my cheeks apart and insert your nose. Right on the winking pink bud.” I chuckle because I know it is probably a little more brown than pink right now. Planning. I feel his face press against my cheeks and his nose on my hole. “Now, put your hands behind your back and hold me up.” I lean back and let him take my whole weight. “Now don’t let me fall over and breath really deep. I want a nice breeze on there.” Amber is enjoying this scene but she decides it needs something more. She ties a rope around his package and hands it to me. “If he is not doing it quite right just give a yank.” She giggles. “Heck I will give it a yank just for the fun of it.” I do. He pushes deeper into my ass and groans. That feels good. And now there is a rumble in my tummy. I let loose a small ‘squirk’. That is the best I can do to describe the sound as my fart makes its way past his cheeks and mine. “Hey, inhale so it doesn’t escape.” I pull the rope harder. It would be very cool to make him cry. I love my creamy white buttocks bathed in tears. I fart in his face again. Quite a large one this time and he almost gags. My weight is now starting to get to him and I can tell he is thinking about putting his hands down behind him. “Don’t even think of it.” I warn as I pull on the rope. His muffled groan is met with another fart up the nose. “I know he is going to keel over.” Amber muses, “I just don’t know when.” “That is what make this so exciting.” I say. “I am going to do a great butt drop on his face and it is going to be entirely up to him when that happens. In the meantime I get a nice air of my asshole and he get a nice airing of his face from my asshole.” Crack! Amber whips a belt across his ass. “It is just fun to think of different ways to torment him. See what this does.” She says and begins to grind his toes with her heel. He literally screams into my ass. “Oh yeah.” I sigh. That’s good. And now I feel the tears and begin to pleasure myself. Upon reaching a climax with Amber still torturing his toes and me torturing his package I let the biggest fart of the day go into his face and just like that he falls backwards crying while I land with a thump on his face. I just sit there and look at Amber with a devilish grin on my face. “I bet you think this is all over, don’t ya?” I laugh. “But nooooo. Amber needs a ride.” She is quite taken with the idea. “First though, lick my asshole nice and clean.” “Put your face in her ass!” I push on the back of his head as Amber bends slightly and presents her pert little bum to him. He has cleaned my ass quite satisfactorily but of course we do not tell him that. In fact I explained he will be punished by not having any dinner tonight. And I have a real wicked idea for breaky tomorrow. But for now he is to take care of Amber and she can be very demanding. LOL. “Yes,” exclaimed Amber, “first rub your nose up and down and assess the job ahead for your tongue. I worked up quite a sweat working on you, I had a big dump earlier and though I wiped I do believe there is a ‘will-knot’ or two and some ‘tp’ that needs to be cleaned off. But if you inhale real hard you might be able to snort some of that. Probably get ya higher than a blast of coke.” She does have a sense of humor. I was not disappointed as she seemed to try to tear his package from his body. His tortured screams were muffled by her sweaty, stinking ass and just to show her complete scorn for his misery she farted in his face again. I was enjoying the scene so much I just relaxed on the lazy boy and began to finger myself. Gotta be one of the greatest delights in the world. Watch your gorgeous BFF torment and torture a person who is completely at your mercy and pleasuring yourself at the same time. Gotta luv it. “Okay funs over.” Amber declared. “Time to clean that ass hole. Start licking.” She tugged on the rope again as he began. Amber also began pleasing herself. So the room was filled with her moans and my moans of pleasure. His groans and muffled screams of pain and his slurping at her bum hole. It was a veritable symphony. After we both came and Amber ass was quite clean we tied him back down to the work out bench and told him we were going out for dinner. “I am famished.” I said to him. “So I think a nice big pizza and beer is in order. You can just think about that.” I smiled at Amber. “And think of this too. After I have my morning constitution tomorrow I will let you smell that lovely pizza. In more ways than one. Think about that.” We left him with our laughter ringing in his ears and the smell of our asses all over his face. Before we retired for the evening I returned to fart face tied to the bench. He was snoozing so I woke him with a rather loud fart in his face. Then I pulled my panties off and took a seat. “Come on, Momma needs a ride.” I said. He got his tongue to work and gave me my before bedtime come. Of course just as I was coming I squeezed out another gem for him. Then I got up and put my soiled undies in his mouth. I secured them with a strip of duct tape over his mouth and then just for fun laid a left over piece of pizza on his nose. He hasn’t eaten anything for quite sometime and I thought it would be fun to leave him smelling food he just can’t have. The pleading look in his eye was all I needed to reassure myself that it was the right thing to do. “That had better be right there when I come down in the morning.” I laughed and left him for the night. The next morning the pizza was still there and though I really wanted to eat it in front of him I don’t like stale pizza. It would have been okay in the fridge, cold pizza is fine, but this would just be stale so I made him watch as I fed it to the dog little bit by little bit. I would wave a nice piece of pepperoni in front of him, tell him how good this particular pizzeria makes pizza then feed it to the dog. One of my favourite activities is to eat in front of him while he is starving. So he spends a lot of time hungry. I give him enough to sustain him. I make him cook for me too, but now I watch him cook because one time I caught him stealing little snacks. You know what’s fun. Making him fry me up some bacon while he is nude. That is quite a good little show. And one time just for fun, Amber ladled some of the hot bacon grease over his cock. That was a laugh. |
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