By: Europaguy
Greg Pearson nervously adjusted the collar of his black golf shirt, before dusting off his brown khaki shorts as a final bit of preparedness for his first impression. In the dingy subway station bathroom mirror, the blonde-haired, yellow-eyed 21-year-old man straightened and un-straightened his hair as he struggled to find a style that worked for him, but as his watch struck 6:00 PM, he was out of time.
Hurrying out of the bathroom, the young man climbed the stairs up to street level and began to walk down the sidewalk to where he was to meet his date. After summoning all his courage, the shy youth had asked out a female student that went to his university, and to his joy, she’d accepted his invitation. While a good-looking male specimen, Greg lacked confidence, but thankfully, this quality seemed to be matched by his date, who he’d occasionally catch timidly glancing at him in class.
As he continued alongside the road, Greg arrived at the designated meeting place: a hot dog stand that overlooked the city bay. Sitting on a nearby bench was his date, whose face immediately lit up upon seeing him. Sarah Blinken was her name, and even in a crowd, she was hard to miss. Standing a full head taller than Greg at 6’1, she was a gorgeous blonde woman with long hair that went far down past her shoulders, and had a uniquely-large body that could be spotted from a mile away. Restrained within a tight, pink t-shirt that read “FLUFFY” in bold, white text, the 20-year-old woman’s giant breasts bulged out notably above her pudgy, wide stomach, while her thick, enormous thighs struggled to remain contained within her dark jean shorts.
“Hey,” Greg greeted with a smile as he stepped around the hotdog stand and approached the bench. “So this was what you meant when you said that the place that you wanted to eat at was rather ‘rustic’, eh?”
“S-sorry, is a hotdog stand kinda lame?” Sarah smiled nervously as she stood up and opened her arms for a hug. “I just love their slaw dogs, and when you asked me where I wanted to eat—
“It’s fine, I mean who doesn’t love hotdogs?” Greg assured her as he blushed while wrapping his arms around her large body, not wanting the hug to end as he was enveloped by her breasts and belly as she squeezed him tightly back. “You look beautiful, by the way.”
“Thank you,” the curvaceous woman replied, her cheeks a bit red as she let go. “You look really good too. Well I’m starving, so please, let me take care of dinner.”
Greg watched as Sarah confidently marched up to the vendor and ordered 6 slaw dogs. The thick wieners were piled high with fresh slaw and condiments, and the couple sat back down on the bench to eat them. As they walked back to the bench, Greg was treated to a view of Sarah’s gargantuan booty as she walked in front. Giving the jean short the appearance of bursting at the seams, the massive ass wobbled and shook with each step, the round, jiggling masses that were his date’s buttcheeks each several times wider than his own body, sticking out far behind her.
As they ate, Greg found that he could barely finish 2, which worked out because his date promptly devoured the other 4 with ease, even licking her fingers afterwards. Chuckling at seeing some dressing spread at the corners of Sarah’s mouth, Greg got a napkin and reached over to wipe her lip for her.
Blushing as the young man did that, Sarah’s eyes suddenly widened in horror before a loud, bassy fart abruptly ripped from deep beneath her. Mortified as the thick, meaty smell of fastfood flatulence rose up from beneath her large body, Sarah apologized profusely, but all Greg did was laugh.
It’s fine, its fine,” he assured her again, feeling bad for her as her face was now completely red with embarrassment. “Hey, we all fart, right? Nothing to be ashamed of.”
“W-well I’m warning you now, I have chronic flatulence,” Sarah sighed with dread. “Its so hard holding them in but my guts are just so active. I fart A LOT, Greg. Its super embarrassing, and I’m so sorry for being nasty like this in front of you.”
The truth was, that Greg was quite unbothered by the raunchy fart that his date had laid. He very attracted to women with big butts, he loved everything about a woman’s ass. The look, the feel, the intoxicating, pheromone-laden aroma that laid in between a pair of thick, jiggling buttcheeks. A fart was hardly a bother to him, and as potent as the smell was, he even found himself slightly aroused by it.
“You’re fine, trust me,” Greg smiled as he patted Sarah’s huge thigh. “I don’t mind it one bit. Fart as much as you have to.”
“Really?” Sarah asked, her eyes large and teary.
“Really. Now come on, lets go catch the movie,” Greg nodded as he rose to his feet, before offering his hand to Sarah. Blushing, she took it, and the two began their short walk to the movie theatre.
As they were underway, Greg realized that his date had immediately shed her shyness about her flatulence. Struggling to escape her tight shorts, a loud, bassy fart would rip out of Sarah’s massive, swaying ass every couple of minutes, causing her to giggle like a little school girl every time. Greg was perplexed, but didn’t complain one bit, even laughing along with his date as she ripped her immense bouts of gas the whole way. His nose twitching, the young man realized that almost every breath that he was taking now filled his nostrils with the intense, powerful stench of meaty, dairy-fueled farts. Any pedestrian that they passed also noticed this, where they hurriedly walked by the couple as soon as possible.
“So what are we seeing tonight?” Sarah asked as Greg approached the theatre kiosk to buy their tickets.
“I thought we’d see ‘The Casserole’. It’s about this haunted restaurant where the ghosts possess the food in order to take revenge and kill anyone who trespasses,” the young man explained. “Typical cheesy teen horror movie, but it should be fun.”
“A horror movie? Well I’m warning you now, I scare easily,” Sarah smirked. “So you’ll have to excuse me if I end up jumping into your lap or something.”
“That…wouldn’t be a problem,” Greg grinned back as they began to make their way inside. “Now I’m pretty full from dinner still, but if you wanted some snacks…
“YES!” the pudgy young woman exclaimed eagerly, before her face went beet-red. “I mean…sure, yes please.”
Finding her appetite endearing, Greg ended up buying her a large popcorn and a jumbo order of nachos & cheese. As they moved to their theatre and got the best possible seats towards the top-middle, it became clear that the couple were the only ones in there.
“I guess this movie isn’t too popular,” Greg chuckled.
“Thank God, I’ve been….ughhhhh holding this in since we got here,” Sarah groaned as she ripped a gargantuan fart the moment she squeezed her enormous ass into the seat next to Greg, with her voluminous booty spilling over onto the lap of her date.
The blast of gas was so loud that it echoed throughout the empty theatre, and the young man could only smile as the pungent aroma of eggs and greasy, oily bacon permeated the area around the two while the movie began. Sarah would end up farting constantly for the duration of the film, where Greg would feel a warm breeze against his leg every now and again as his date would casually lean her humongous behind to the side and let another thundering blast flood the latter half of the theatre, all while casually munching on her snacks. As the movie went on, Greg cringed at how lame and cheesy it was.
“Well, now I know why this place is so empty, this movie is the dumbest thing ever,” he chuckled as he sat back with his arms cross. “I guess I picked a bad movie to—
“AHHHHHHHH don’t go into the kitchen!” Sarah screamed as the teenage couple on screen idiotically went towards the haunted oven.
As a cheesy demonic voice hissed at the teens and explained that they were “the ones that would be well-done”, where the oven opened and sucked the screaming youths inside, and they presumably cooked alive as the appliance began to shake. While the effects looked lame and obnoxious to Greg, Sarah genuinely screamed in terror at this scene, and before the young man knew it, his date had leapt out of her seat and landed squarely on his lap, engulfing his entire body in her much-larger figure while she wrapped her arms around him.
“Fuck, I’m going to be scared of the kitchen for a while,” she panted as she unknowingly smothered her date deep into her breasts, before realizing that she had completely buried Greg. “Oh, crap, I’m so sorry! H-here, I can get off if you—
“You’re fine,” Greg replied in a muffled voice. “You can stay right there if you want.”
“Yeah?” Sarah smirked as she leaned in and hugged the young man’s head close to her. “Good. Maybe I’m comfy here.”
With that, she ripped a gargantuan fart so loud that it vibrated noisily against Greg’s lap, where he felt the heat dissipate across his legs. As he caught a whiff of the putrid, yet oddly-intoxicating feminine odor, Greg felt his dick twitch in his shorts, where he shuddered as his date teasingly grinded on him.
“Wow, I was right. You really like this, huh?” Sarah cooed as she sensed his erection, before grinding her ass down and releasing another enormous blast of hot gas.
“Y-yeah, I guess I do. I’ve never had another girl do this to me before,” Greg admitted, somewhat embarrassed that he was getting off to the strong aroma of his date’s flatulence. “I mean I’ve always been an ass-man, but I didn’t expect to like this so much.”
“So I’ll be your first? Mmm, good,” Sarah grinned as she farted again, before slowly sliding off of Greg’s lap. “Do you want me to…take off my pants?”
Looking around to make sure that they were truly alone in the theatre, Greg nodded eagerly.
“Hell yeah,”
Giggling, Sarah turned around and leaned forward so that the young man was face-to-face with her immense, jean-clad ass, where reaching for the waistband, she tugged hard and slowly began to pull the tight garment from around her hips. Greg watched in erotic amusement as Sarah’s massive wagon almost exploded out of her jean shorts as it was freed from the tight confines, her pale, round, cellulite-laden buttcheeks jiggling as they bounced hypnotically. Greg was immediately hit with the pungent scent of sweaty ass, though it was far from unpleasant. Ripe with the perfect amount of feminine body odor, anal aroma, and almost-intoxicating butt-musk, the young man couldn’t stop himself from reaching forward and putting a hand to each of the massive cheeks.
“You like what you see?” Sarah asked, her timid, giggly voice now replaced with seductive confidence.
“I love it,” Greg nodded as he squeezed both the massive, jiggling boulders, amazed by just how much his hands were absorbed into the fat cheeks as he pressed into them. “It’s the second most beautiful thing I’ve seen all night. The first, of course, being your face.”
“Awe, Greg,” Sarah blushed profusely as she reached back and grabbed his head. “That’s it, mister. Put your money where your mouth is. Give my fine-ass here a nice kiss.”
She didn’t have to tell him twice. Greg immediately leaned forward and began planting kisses all across the expanse of the pear-shaped woman’s huge ass, pressing his lips deep into the heavy mounds and savoring every moment his face was radiating in the powerful odor of his date’s body. Massaging the thick thighs and cheeks as he kissed, Greg couldn’t contain himself and ended up sticking his face right between the beachball-sized mountains in front of him. His head was almost absorbed completely in Sarah’s deep asscrack as his nose ended up pressing right against the pink thong that his date was wearing, where he then inhaled deeply.
“Naughty boy,” the young woman giggled as she bit her lip, growing increasingly turned-on herself as she sensed Greg inhale deeply with his head in her ass. “You like how that smells, eh? Don’t you dare stop kissing either.”
“Mmphh yes ma’am,” Greg replied as he started kissing up and down the length of Sarah’s swampy asscrack, now getting her flavor on his lips as his solid erection now pressed firmly against the insides of his shorts. Kissing over and over again, he would pause to take a sharp, brisk sniff of his date’s fetid booty, before savoring the intense, intoxicating smell and returning to worshipping the mammoth ass.
Moaning now as she kept reaching around to push her date’s face deeper into her fat behind, Sarah felt her womanhood jump as she ended up ripping an earth-shattering fart right against Greg’s nose. Worried at first as she heard him coughing and choking on the powerful, raunchy stench of cheese and curdled milk, the young woman went weak in the knees and wet in her crotch upon hearing Greg inhale deeply again, before whispering “thank you” as his nose pressed right against her butthole.
“Ugh, you are so, so bad,” Sarac moaned as she reached into her deepcrack and pulled out her thong. “Fine then, bad boy. Show me what you want to do to this ass. Sniff me, lick me. I want your face smelling like my booty for days now!”
Not hesitating for even a moment, Greg plunged his face into Sarah’s now-naked ass and sniffed the length of her crack with complete devotion, enjoying her strong odor as he planted his lips right against the wrinkled skin of her anus. Giving it a huge, wet kiss, Greg extended his tongue and generously began to rim his date’s asshole, continuing his loving inhales the whole time. Moaning so loudly that it echoed throughout the theatre, Sarah gripped the back of the seat in front of her as she pushed her mammoth behind hard against Greg’s face, before grinding it up and down as she felt his features slide and squelch around in her deep crack. Feeling his eager tongue lap up her ass, Sarah pushed out an explosive fart right in his mouth, wondering just how much the odd young man was going to take. To her eager surprise, he seemed to happily take the blast of gas right down his throat, before resuming his loving rimjob.
“Fuck yeah, that feels so good,” Sarah moaned as she began to lean back. “Get your head on that chair. You’re going to be my seat now.”
“Mmmhmm,” Greg agreed as he planted the back of his head on the theatre chair that he’d been sitting on, before Sarah immediately sat back on his face and devoured his head between her immense booty.
Spreading her thick thighs and rubbing at her clit, Sarah continued to moan loudly as she started to hump Greg’s face using her ass. Pressed deep into the seat by the young woman’s humongous weight, Greg felt as she grinded her butt down hard and used his nose and mouth to massage the inside of her fuming crack, where he kept his mouth and tongue active while taking long, muffled inhales of Sarah’s endless rear. Sniffing, kissing, and licking the whole while, the young gentleman would occasionally be blasted by a dizzying, noxious bit of flatulence that would rumble noisily across either his nose or mouth. Gripping his date’s thick thighs in his hand, Greg would either sniff or swallow the seemingly-endless farts as Sarah pleasured herself right there on his face.
“Ughhhhh awe yeah, you dirty boy, sniff that fat ass,” the giant BBW moaned in a now sharp, dominating voice. “Eat my farts, worship this goddess booty. You feel my wet pussy from down there? You keep licking my ass like this, and I might just end up drowning you in my cum.”
While he couldn’t hear much with his head buried beneath so much booty, Greg got the memo and continued his ceaseless ass worship. Every one of his senses was now dominated by the scent and taste of Sarah’s colossal butt, and he wouldn’t have had it any other way as he took the next toxic fart straight up his nose. Hardly believing how their night had quickly snowballed into this, Greg was all the more eager to make the most of it, and thoroughly enjoyed his time submerged underneath the sexiest woman that he had ever encountered.
Feverishly stroking her clit, Sarah panted as she lifted her heavy ass for a second, before dropping it back down right on top of Greg’s tongue. Rocked with an enormous orgasm as her date’s still-licking tongue penetrated her anus, Sarah released a monster of a fart right inside his mouth, filling his cheeks and lungs to the brim with a huge amount of toxic, room-clearing flatulence that added to the heavy stench of booty and sex that now lingered prevalently throughout the theatre. Coughing on the inhuman blast of gas, Greg was struggling to contend with the fecal-stench, but sniffed and licked with his tongue right up Sarah’s ass regardless. On top of the overpowering taste of her butt, Greg’s face also became awash with the massive woman’s ejaculation, her hot, clear cum coating every bit of his facial features as she rode out the best orgasm of her life.
Panting heavily as she sat back against the seat, trembling from the aftershocks, Sarah was unknowingly suffocating Greg as she kept his face buried beneath her for several minutes afterwards, letting him stew in the mix of her cum and ass-stench. Finally, she peeled her wet booty from his face after several more minutes, where the young man immediately gasped for air and coughed at the massive weight lifting off of him.
“O-oh, sorry, did I get carried away?” she asked as she looked down at his panting, soaking-wet face. “Damn, I’m not normally like this, I swear! Its—
“That was amazing,” Greg smiled as he slowly sat back up. “I could have stayed down there for hours. Everything about that was just…wow.”
“Really?” Sarah asked, blushing as she pulled her shorts back up. “Well I had an amazing time. That felt incredible.”
Realizing that her date still had an untreated erection, she grinned as she abruptly sat back on his lap, and ensuring that his throbbing cock was right between her jean-clad asscheeks, ripped another hot, aromatic fart right against his member.
Gasping as he felt himself shoot a huge load there and then in his shorts, Greg panted as he grasped Sarah’s thigh, impressed at how little it took to get him off in that moment.
“How did you know?” He asked with a chuckle.
“I figured that you were so ready to explode, that a small breeze would probably be all that it took,” Sarah giggled sweetly in reply. “My breeze, specifically.”
Smiling from ear-to-ear at his incredible date, Greg could immediately see a future with this fine young woman as she stood back up and realized with embarrassment that they now had the whole theatre smelling like flatulence and sex. With Greg dialing a cab for them, the couple left the theatre as inconspicuously as possible, while they both eagerly anticipated what their second date might bring them.