By: JustAnotherGasWriter
Crescent could feel his chest grow tighter and tighter as he walked up the steps to the amphitheater, getting closer to the venue that would be the venue for K.Da’s next concert in just a short hour or two. The place was packed; the businessman was finding it hard to move closer to the door without accidentally bumping into or brushing shoulders with someone! Eventually, he would reach the front of the queue however where he presented his pass to the bouncer. The security guard inspected it briefly before nodding and stepping aside, allowing him passage through. With gulp, he proceeded forward into the lively pavilion. The inside was packed as well, though a different security guard would accompany and escort him around back through an authorized personnel-only zone. After a few minutes of walking, he was at the door of the backstage greenroom of the venue. His angina intensified; everything following his encounter with K.Da member Kai’Sa a few days prior had felt like such a fever dream! He took a few breaths to gain his composure before walking through.
“Ah, there he is!” Kai’Sa greeted him with a big grin! The other group members occupied the room, turning to see their special guest. Kai’Sa stood up and walked over to Crescent, leading her guest further into the room. “I was starting to think you weren’t going to make it,”
“Believe me, I wouldn’t miss this for the world,” Crescent responded with a nervous chuckle, letting Kai’Sa walk him to a couch as he tried to swallow a knot down his throat.
“This is the guy I was telling you all about. Trust me, he is a real fan,,” Kai told her band members, having Crescent sit on the couch. “Now, I hope you don’t mind… but there were some alternative motives to me giving you that stage pass,”
“You mean besides me muffling all those farts on the flight?” Crescent replied with a blush, earning a laugh from all of the gals in the room.
“Well, that really is the thing. I’m sure that nobody in the fanbase would guess, but we all are total fart factories, especially before a big show. Call it stage jitters,” Ahri chimed in as Kai’sa sat close to Crescent.
“The reason I gave you that pass was to be a test trial for what could be the job of your dreams. If you’re okay with that of course,” Kai’Sa added, her stomach grumbling. “Would it be alright if I let off some steam?”
Crescent’s eyes darted around the room, blushing deep when he saw all four of the girls looking at him with grins on their faces. He was hoping that the pass would come with the opportunity to be blessed with the singer’s farts once more, but he hadn’t even been in the amphitheater for ten minutes and he was already experiencing what felt like a fever dream!
“What do you mean by a job?” he finally was able to ask, nodding affirmatively to Kai’Sa’s request. After gaining permission, the singer rubbed her stomach and leaned over to the side so her butt was rubbing on Crescent’s leg, letting one rig against his side!
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“Ahhhhhhhh… What I meant was, well. We could make use of someone like you. Do you think the four of us want to be stuck smelling each other’s supply all the time? It would be well worth it to hire someone that could take care of that for us,” Kai’Sa clarified after letting loose, the skirt piece to her stage outfit fluttering from the bubbly force of her fetid wind!
“Y-you mean payroll me to be your guys’ fart sniffer?” Crescent asked, instantly getting hard as the pop star farted against his body.
“If that is something you are interested in, yes. If it is, then I suppose you could think of this as your interview for the position,” Akali nodded with a giggle, watching Kai’Sa stand up from the couch and walk right in front of Crescent.
“Lemme just get this pesky thing out of the way!” Kai’Sa declared, using both her hands to lift her skirt out of the way so her ass was more exposed! Crescent was faced with her panty-clad butt, taking the sight in for a moment before Kai’Sa thrust her buns back into his face!
FFFBBRRLLLAARRRAAAAAAABBBBBTTTTT
She wasted no time in delivering a long, ripe face fart into the man’s face. Crescent closed his eyes and let himself relax as much as possible, going with the flow he took a drawn-out sniff of the fart to try and filter the air as much as he could for the rest of the room’s occupants!
“Ugh, the food that was catered for us in transit over here does not agree with me. What about you girls?” Kai’Sa sighed, rubbing her bubbly tummy after she was able to relieve a good amount of pressure that had been building since said meal.
“I would be surprised if there were any of us that weren’t feeling bloated after that, what was our manager thinking feeding us that crap!” Evelynn spoke up, all four of their stomachs boiling loudly in unison.
“Let me get one more good one in, then we can try and get this real show started,” Kai’Sa suggested, reaching behind with her right hand to get a grip of Crescent’s head to grapple his face firmly to her musky behind!
BBBLLRRPP-BBBRRAAAAPPP
Crescent was treated to another face fart from his idol, his eyes stinging even though they were closed from how bad the smell was! His dick throbbed in his pants and he embraced Kai’Sa’s hips to leverage himself deeper as well before breathing the gas in as great a volume as his lungs allowed!
“No fair, we all need to rip ass too! Quit hogging him, or do you all want a whiff of what I am cooking up?!” Akali spoke up, not pleased with Kai’Sa having all of the fun.
“Alright alright, let’s figure this out,” Kai’Sa rolled her eyes, letting Crescent get his fill of the second fart before letting go of his head. “Lay down on the couch,”
Crescent couldn’t find his voice at all, his throat dry and his senses tingling. All he could do was nod and lay down as instructed, staring up to the ceiling to wait for the four to do as they wanted with him.
“I call his face,” Kai’Sa said quickly, swiftly positioning herself where her ass was hovering right above his head! Crescent’s view was eclipsed by two plump moons before the rapper took a seat, smothering him underneath. She looked satisfied with her spot, smirking as he shook underneath her from having his face swallowed up!
“No fair! You already had a turn with him!” Ahri pouted, walking over to be the second member of the band to participate in the degeneracy. She opted to take a seat on his lap, unable to contain the pressure she was holding in any longer.
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A high-pressure gas leak followed, basking Crescent’s crotch in a hot cloud of buffet farts from the second performer!
“Nasty! I don’t want to smell that shit!” Kai’Sa groaned as the smell radiated over to her, pinching her nose to escape from Ahri’s fart before letting out an annoyed brap of her own down Crescent’s windpipe!
FFLLOORRAARRRBBTTT
Crescent felt the dominant rapper’s butthole purse outward onto his nostrils before she let go, all of her gas flooding his sinuses without giving him a choice. He could taste it, his whole respiratory system flooded out! Combined with his member getting blasted by the second gal, he was having the time of his life!
“Like you’re one to talk, you’re going to suffocate him with that before we even take the stage, let alone actually hire him,” Ahri retorted, grinding her butt against his groin before heating his lap up again with a bassier toot.
BBRRLLOORRMMMPTTT
This fart was much more bassy and forceful, air shooting out under severe pressure. Her butt recoiled, vibrating against Crescent’s rock-hard dick through their clothing.
PPLLAARRAARRTT
Kai’Sa let one more fart out into Crescent’s face to leave her mark on him, remaining seated for a few minutes to ensure he inhaled all of it. “Whatever. Someone else can have him then, I think that I am good to go anyway,” she sighed, her stomach feeling much better. She had some farts left for sure, but it was a level of back pressure she could tolerate until the concert was over. The after-party was going to be brutal for the businessman!
“Move over fat ass,” Akali shooed Kai’Sa off, immediately taking her spot on Crescent’s face after the first popstar moved off of him. Crescent’s head was free if only for a moment, his view of Kai’Sa’s butt was replaced immediately with a full view of Akali in some leggings!
BBRRARRAARRBBBBAAAAAAAAAAAAARRTTT!!!
The other rapper had a much more brutal fart in store for him, only made worse considering that her asshole was above Crescent’s mouth! He felt the rush of spicy wind go down his throat, her leggings bulging out as part of the fart was trapped in the tight pants like a sail catching the wind!
“Shit… unlucky for you, they had a ramen bar as part of the buffet,” Akali remarked following the rip. She loved ramen, particularly the spicier ones, but blasts like this were often the inevitable result. Good thing Crescent was there to save the day, taking the rip like a champ! “If you really are going to be our fart rag from now on, you better get used to that,” She teased him further, farting into his mouth again!
BBBRRRAARRAAAARRRBBTT
This second gust of wind wasn’t much better for Crescent; it may have been a little less forceful and a few seconds shorter, but the smell and taste of it only intensified in the smaller package. It was also still forceful enough to get trapped in her tight spandex pants again, the leggings bulging out once more to Crescent’s lips before diffusing more gas out into his mouth!
Crescent couldn’t stop himself from coughing at this point, but otherwise, he was fine. He was breathing through his mouth, making sure to get every little bit of her gift down. He was about ready to peak as well, Ahri sending him over the edge with another hot puff to his junk.
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The combination of the vibrations, the heat, and the bubbling of the mild wetness to the fart against his crotch finally got the best of Crescent. He blew his load into his trousers, shaking violently as he came. He groaned loudly as he peaked, taking unmetered breaths of Akali’s ass.
“Safe to say, he likes it,” Kai’Sa observed from the other side of the room as Crescent orgasmed, snickering as she watched it all godown. “May be odd, but he is a real fan if he can take all of our asses like that… or just a pervert. Either way, it is just the guy we need on payroll, the farting before the shows and on the tour bus is out of control,”
“My turn, scoot off,” Evelynn told Ahri. The kitsune moved away to allow the vocalist to take her place. Evelynn adjusted her leather skirt, a flair in her eye as she got ready to finally release all of her pent-up flatulence. Deciding to take things up another notch, she unzipped Crescent’s fly and reached into his pants, pulling his member out before straddling his lap. She pressed her butt against it, his dick standing at attention again as she got into position.
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The fart rattled loudly, mainly due to the bass of it though it was amplified further by the leather clothing. He hardened up some more, his grumbles drowned out by Akali’s butt.
“These damn pants are getting in the way…” Akali grunted, brushing her hair back over her shoulder and then reaching down to pull down her leggings. Crescent mumbled, feeling how damp with sweat her panties were as she took a seat back on him. “Is that better for you too? This is much more comfortable for me,” She declared, blasting ass again!
FFFRRLLAARRAABBBBTT!!!
Her farts remained intense on all fronts, the vibrations increasing greatly as her buns were freed of their spandex casing. The smell was made just a tinge more intolerable as less clothing filtered them before they reached his mouth, Crescent’s cheeks bulging up as he took the gnarly fart!
“And you said I was going to kill him?” Kai’Sa remarked after the ear-shattering blast, getting ready to take the stage. “Wrap it up you two, we have a concert to crush/ Believe me, he will be waiting for us,”
“Yeah yeah, whatever,” Akali rolled her eyes, bouncing up and down to move as much of the gas bubbles built up down to the end of her intestines. “On three Evie?” She asked her bandmate, ready to fuck him up with this final one!
“On three,” Evelynn nodded, doing the same she bounced against Crescent’s lap and dick to move all her gasses to the exit. “One, two, three!”
BBBRRRLLLAARRAAAAAAAAAAABBBTT!!!
FFFRRRLLLARRAAAARRBBBARRRAAAAAAAMMMPPPBBBTTT
The two farted together, stopping their bounces as they did so. Crescent felt his cock get nuked with heat as he was made to inhale the second ripper down both his nose and mouth. He was ready to both be sick and cum again at the same time as the two gorgeous ladies cut the meanest farts they could manage for him!
“Alright, let’s go guys,” Ahri told the two, clapping her hands to get them moving along before following Kai’Sa out of the room so they could go and take the stage.
Evelynn and Akali got up off of their perches, Akali pulling her leggings back up before heading to the door to get to the stage.
“Oh, by the way, you’re hired if you want the job. Effective immediately. Also, there is one last surprise in store for you, stay there,” Evelynn told Crescent, laughing as she followed her three bandmates out of the green room.
Crescent gasped desperately as he was finally released from his position, incredibly aroused but also grateful for the chance to breathe in some real air and not be pinned down under the weight of two people at once. The TV in the room was a live feed of the stage and gave him a front-stage view of the show from the couch, something that he took advantage of so he could watch the show and recover. The door creaked open a few minutes later, drawing his attention. Qiyana stood there, looking at him with a devious expression as she came into the room and onto the couch.
“Did you accept the job?” she asked him after reaching his couch, staring down at the disheveled man.
“Y-you better believe it, I am telling my boss I quit first thing in the morning,” he stuttered and huffed, blushing as the gorgeous gal saw him in his current state.
“Good! I was told to give you your onboarding welcome package then,” Qiyana replied, unbuttoning her shorts.
Crescent was stunned as the champion undressed for him, her well-built golden-brown body shimmering in the light of the room. She climbed his lap and spread her ass, her butthole puckered. Crescent stared down her browneye for a moment before putting his tip to it, Qiyana sitting on it. He felt his hard cock slide into her ass, the warmth of her insides sending a shiver up his spine.
“Just don’t make it messy,” She winked, gasping as he breached into her rectum. A hot pocket of air moved down her intestines, getting his tip even warmer.
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The champion farted onto his pelvis, the stinky wind pushing out of her butthole and warming up his whole shaft. Crescent groaned as the fart both warmed him up and vibrated the entire length of his shaft.
“Smell it too, I won’t bite,” Qiyana encouraged him with a coo, fanning the gas back to Crescent’s face.
The man didn’t need to be asked again and he sat up a bit to put himself more in the line of fire before sniffing. The stink was a blend of the four K.Da member’s scents, being mainly spicy and eggy, though Qiyana’s smell was the most dominant since it was the freshest. Her farts alternatively smelled of rotten fruits and vegetables, giving them a sweet smell before quickly turning sour and quite rotten.
“Enjoy that?” She asked after wafting it over, letting loose again after he had a chance to get comfortable and watch the show going on while also smelling it all in.
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Her farts would certainly be much louder if her asshole wasn’t corked by his dick and then muffled by his pelvis, something that Crescent certainly didn’t mind as the tradeoff was the sensual bubbling all over his cock and the warmth. The second fart only intensified Qiyana’s stench in the air, and he took advantage of this by sniffing as much as he could. Most notably, the grotesque stench of spoiled fruit had gotten much more potent upon this second emission!
“This is just a dream come true, I-I never in a million years would think I would experience anything half as wonderful as this,” he grunted blissfully, taking it all in. His hands moved down and he took a buttcheek in each of his palms. Her buns were soft to the touch and very malleable.
“Well, no need to pinch yourself, just live in the moment and enjoy this while you can,” Qiyana winked at him, tooting a third time right then.
PPPLrRRBbbBFFbBT
The fart was literally perfect; the warmest one out of anything he had received tonight to either his lap or face. He took her advice and enjoyed every second of this, watching the concert and playing gently with the champion’s cheeks as he received the stinky butt job. There was one thing for sure; he was never going back to his sales job ever again!