Desperation
by headlokband

“At least once.” I pleaded to her with my eyes. She responds with a blank stare, obviously considering her options. “I promise, if neither of us reaches orgasm or says they love each other, it’s not cheating.”

“Okay, fine. But only because I never did this for you sooner.” Replied my ex, secretly loving the attention.

I lay down on the floor, giddy with excitement, as I see the curvature of her beautiful round ass in the smoothest yoga pants I’ve ever seen. Her thick thighs jiggle as she moves, and she sees I like them. She squats down, holding her genitals over my face. “You sure you want this?”

I nod hurriedly, and she smirks. She turns around, looking over her shoulder at me with a smile that made me feel so small, before descending. The huge moons of her perfect ass close in on my vision, and before long my breathing and sight are very restricted. She scoots her ass around, rubbing my nose up and down the crack.

“Ah, that’s relieving. This is a very comfortable seat. Good thing no one’s around…” With that sarcastic quote, this woman leans to the side, lifting one ass cheek and pummeling my face with the stench of death. Her fart lasts only about two seconds, but the sheer power of it all causes me to shrivel. It’s reminiscent of old cabbage and beans, and she sits down as I sniff to limit my clean air supply.

“Oh God… That’s just terrible. Lucky for this couch, it’ll just absorb all my stinky, stinky gas!” She bounces lightly, letting out small toots with each bounce. I feel the warmth of her inner thighs as they grace my chin. I take in deep inhales of each fart she so graciously delivers me.

“Uh oh… This one is gonna be really bad.” She closes her eyes, bites her lip, and forcefully squeezes out an eight-second, bubbly and wet fart into my helpless nostrils. I sniff frantically, coughing and gagging at the fart’s mind-altering strength. “Whoo! I almost feel bad for you after that one, chair! Almost…”

With that sexy tone, she leans back, completely covering the entirety of my head in squishy ass meat. Her farts were muffled now. My face caught every particle of the smell. It was like she was holding a pillow up to her ass, only this pillow was getting incredibly hard with every fart she dished out. Speaking of which…

I was barraged with four more farts, each wetter than the last, before a familiar pop was heard. She laughs hysterically, grabbing my hair and wiping up and down her yoga pants with my face. She was in control, and she wanted to shart on me. Who am I to say no?

She runs out of gas, and stands up. She looks down at me, flattened like a pancake and gasping for any clean air. “Look how pathetic you are.” She places a foot on my face, which smelled nearly as bad as her ass. “Just a stinky slave, ready for my grossest farts.” She steps on my balls, causing me to open my mouth. She snorts in, gathering spit and snot, and dripping it down into my mouth and across my face.

“Goddess, please… Have some mercy…”

“Mercy? Please…” She pulls off her slick yoga pants, revealing a bright red thong. She smacks her ass, causing the booty meat to jiggle furiously, and she laughs.

She leans down to me, getting up in my personal space, and lets out a spicy burp.

URRRPPPP!!!

She blows it seductively into my nose, before spitting on my face. “Pathetic.”

She pushes my forehead back down to a lying position with her stinky toes. She straddles my face with her gorgeous ass, and butt-drops me. My head slams into the ground, and my nose plunged into the crease of her dirty thong. She had just come from working out, so her ass was dripping with sweat, only adding to the odor of her stale farts.

“Brace yourself, slave bitch. I’ve got a wet one coming.” I hear a forced grunt, and the anus in front of my nose expands. It releases a long, and I mean like nine-seconds long, sputtering ripper directly into my waiting nose, and I gladly sniff it all.

“Here’s my last one, you better be ready to savor it all, fart sniffer.”

“Yes ma’am, Goddess…”

“That’s my good little pet. HHHNNNGHH!”

And with that silent but deadly toot, I passed out. I was out for hours, and she must’ve just reveled in the thought that she took my consciousness with her stink. I hope I may one day return to her for more stinky escapades.