By: Flackr9
On a warm, summer's night, in a shabby apartment on the 5th floor of an old apartment building in suburban [redacted], we find Laura, a 5' 3" wavy haired blonde woman with sharp features and a shapely body. She was wearing a cute pink sundress with strawberries printed on it. Having recently finished eating a particularly delicious burrito from her favorite Mexican chain, she sat alone on the couch in her apartment, teasing her boyfriend, James, via text.
-Can I come over? I want to see you
-Alright, but only if you promise to behave...
-Meaning?
-You'll suck up my gas like a good little boy while I sit on your face for hours on end, until I decide you've had enough.
Laura peered at her phone, smiling, awaiting the inevitable text from James agreeing to her demands. He hated when she gassed him for long periods, but he always agreed to it anyway. This time he even made the mistake of not asking what she had for dinner. Oh boy was he in for it.
-Fine
-Say it.
-Sigh. I'll suck up your gas like a good little boy while you sit on my face.
-Close enough, see you soon ; )
Laura sighed as she leaned back on the couch, this was going to be a good night.
~
"Took you long enough!" Laura teased James as he arrived at her apartment.
"Sorry I can't just materialize in your apartment whenever you want to use me" he shot back, rolling his eyes.
"It's okay, I forgive you" she responded, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Are you ready to get started...?" She looked at him seductively.
"I just got here-" James paused as Laura began to pout, giving him puppy eyes, "but I guess so, yeah"
"Great! Let's go!" Laura exclaimed, practically skipping to her bedroom.
James sighed then followed her into the bedroom. Laura's bedroom was almost always abnormally neat and tidy, only showing signs that anyone had even step foot inside after Laura and James's "sessions". On top of that, pretty much everything but the walls themselves were different shades of pink. The image of Laura standing in her room, wearing her cute sundress, contrasted starkly with Laura's preferred bedroom activities. It always freaked James out a little, going from the cute, pink, sweet smelling room to the dark, smelly recesses of Laura's farting ass. It almost felt sort of dreamlike, well, more like a nightmare really, or a bad trip. So why did he agree to it? James wasn't sure, to tell the truth. He suspected he just couldn't bear to say no to Laura, being as obsessed with her as he was. But there was also something else, an itch in his brain that could only be scratched by these nights with Laura. Giving up control to her, whether it was while he was suffering under her ass, or during the aftercare portion after each session (which he actually enjoyed), just felt right to James.
"Well? Are you gonna lay down?" Laura looked at James quizzically.
Oops. He had gotten lost in thought. Without a word James climbed onto Laura's bed and lay down on his back. He took a deep breath, bracing himself for the long night that was to come. No sooner than he had laid down did Laura straddle his chest, facing his feet. She looked over her shoulder at James, flashing a quick smile, before lifting her pink dress, revealing a plain black thong she was wearing. James particularly dreaded summer sessions for this reason. In the winter she would spend part of the session wearing pants which significantly lessened the initial impact of her worst farts. In the summer though, she almost exclusively wore sundresses, and would always lift her dress before settling on his face, trapping him in a sweltering Dutch oven for half the night, before eventually stripping down as usual.
"You remember the safe word?" Laura asked, hovering her nearly naked butt a few inches from James's face.
"Yep"
It was aardvark. Don't ask James why, Laura came up with it. They also had a nonverbal signal in case James was unable to talk (which was the case more of ten than not). He would repeatedly draw a circle on her thigh with his finger.
"Okay," Laura's eyes sparkled as she lowered her ass onto James's face, letting her dress drape around them as she did so. "Time to serve your mistress, slave."
James was plunged into partial darkness as Laura's dress fell around him, then he felt her ass make contact with his face. Her cheeks were soft and warm, pleasantly pressed against his face. Then she shifted, and James's nose slipped into her buttcrack.
Well, here we go.
"I don't hear you sniffing slave! You better not be breathing through your mouth..."
James began to sniff his girlfriend's round butt, taking in air directly from her ripe asscrack. The smell was unpleasant, a mixture of sweat and ass musk that James was a little too familiar with. But he continued to do as he was told, taking breath after smelly breath as the air beneath Laura's dress began to grow warmer.
~
Laura sat comfortably atop James's face, enjoying the feeling of his breaths flowing through her crack. After allowing him to smell her ass for a few minutes she began the fun part, smothering him. Smiling, she leaned back until she could no longer feel James's breaths against her butthole, holding that position for a good minute and a half before he began to struggle. Not his best but certainly not his worst. Laura would say he had a decent chance of making it throught the night without passing out. After letting him struggle for another 15ish seconds she leaned forward ever so slightly, allowing James to take desperate breaths through his nose, right out of her smelly asscrack. Fuck, she loved that feeling. It had been a long hot day and she had really built up a sweat at points, so she had no doubt that her ass was pretty rank right now. And it was only going to get worse, she thought cheerfully. She giggled at the thought of what was to come and slid back against James's nose once more, cutting off his airflow. After a few more one minute long smothers, she began to feel the burrito farts brewing inside her. In just a few minutes, they'd be ready to release into her slave's nose. But first,
"Kiss my asshole slave," Laura commanded as she reached down and pulled her thong to the side, revealing her puckered asshole for James to kiss. He reluctantly leaned his head forward and planted a short kiss on Laura's greasy hole. Laura flexing it in response.
"Good job, slave" she said, letting her thong snap back into place and plunging James's nose back into her crack. She leaned back and began to smother James once more. This time she was hoping to have a fart ready for him by the time he needed air, ensuring that he sucked her rancid fart straight into his lungs. This was possibly her favorite thing to do while sitting on him, smothering until he begged for air, then letting one rip in his face right as he started breathing. Wow did it It turn her on. As 2 minutes of no air for poor James approached, Laura felt a nice juicy fart bubble up to her backdoor.
Perfect.
James was really struggling at this point, the second smother was always much more difficult than the first. Finally, Laura leaned forward and just as she felt air start flowing over her asshole,
Brapppprrtttt
Released a long brassy fart directly into her boyfriend's nose. He moaned unhappily, forced to take all of her nasty ass gas into his lungs at point blank range as he huffed the air from her crack, desperate for more oxygen.
Pppbbrrrrt
Another fart escaped Laura's butthole, causing James to cough and sputter into her pussy. That must've been a stinky one, she thought to herself, smiling as she leaned back to smother James again.
"MMMPH" he cried out, but "mmph" was not the safe word so Laura ignored his plea. After another minute of smothering, Laura didn't have another fart ready so instead she only allowed James to take one big sniff of her increasingly sweaty ass before smothering him once more.
"Mmmmmmm..." he moaned quietly, resigning himself to another smother with barely any air in the tank. Things were going well.
~
Just as he had anticipated, James was not enjoying himself. Despite having only farted twice, the atmosphere beneath :aura's dress was already unbearable. She also just would not stop smothering him. Even on the best days, smothering freaked him out, and today was no different, he almost preferred being farted on, though together they formed an even worse hell. James took in more deep breaths through his nose as Laura "mercifully" leaned forward after only 40ish seconds of smothering. James cringed as the smell of sweaty, unwashed ass and farts overwhelmed his sense of smell.
Fworrrbrbpppp
Another hot fart direct from Laura's asshole went shooting up his nose, singing his nose hairs as it filled his abused lungs with its stench. In addition to the smell, the heat of the farts and the air within James's personal dutch oven was building to a point of genuine toxicity. James felt sweat dripping from every part of his face, as well as dripping down the inside of Laura's crack, getting into his nose and making squelching noises against his nose whenever she shifted her butt.
Psshshhhsssssss
Laura's first SBD of the night quietly hissed its way into James's nose, reinforcing the permanent scar on his brain that was the memory of what Laura's intestines smell like. James retched, trying his best not to throw up as his eyes watered and mouth dried out from the absolutely toxic fart Laura had just released.
Prapppt
Another short fart popped out of Laura's cute butt, this one smelling strongly of rotten eggs. James took one sniff of it and gagged, then was promptly smothered by Laura's soft butt once again.
"How do my farts smell, slave? Good?" She wiggled her butt.
As miserable as he was, James did enjoy when Laura teased him like that. At least
there's a bit of a silver lining, he guessed.
Pbllloorpptt
Laura farted as she leaned forward again, ensuring that James breathed in as much of her fart as physically possible. The reek of his girlfriend's colon now pervaded every breath James took, the air underneath her dress slowly being replaced by her gas. Her farts were bad tonight, and James still had a long way to go before Laura even thought about letting him up.
"Such a good fart sniffer," she cooed as she released another soft fart into James's nose.
Brrppptt
"A good boy like you deserves a reward..."
Thank god, James thought, She's going to stand up and take her panties off
Normally he wouldn't be eager for her to be taking her panties off, especially this early, but anything that reset the atmosphere under her dress was a blessing at this point. It absolutely reeked under there. If he was lucky she might even strip completely. He was not lucky, not in the slightest. Laura must have been feeling particularly evil tonight because instead of standing to remove her thong, she remained seated on James's face and slowly began to wiggle out of the thong, careful not to disturb the atmosphere under her dress. James groaned miserably as he realized what was happening, as Laura's butt shifted back and forth across his face as she contorted herself to get her thong off without getting off of James's face. James wasn't sure how much more of this he could take. He briefly considered tapping out and calling it quits, but decided he would stick it out.
I can do this, he thought, for her.
~
Laura continued to slowly struggle out of her panties. It was awkward, sure, but it was so worth it to keep her boyfriend trapped in her farts for just a bit longer. She had smiled as he groaned beneath her, reveling in what he must've felt as he realized she was leaving his dark, smelly prison intact. Finally she was out of the thong, which she carelessly tossed to the side as she ground her ass back into James's face, lining up his nose against her naked asshole. Just in time, too, as a long low fart came rumbling out of her butt.
Bbrworrrppt
"Ah, there you go slave, enjoy that fart"
Laura heard him retch briefly before continuing his dutiful sniffing of her ass. She wiggled her butt, feeling James's nose slip and squelch its way back and forth through her now very sweaty crack as she grinded against him. She sighed, it felt good to have his nose pressed against her bare anus. She sat down hard, cutting off her boyfriend's oxygen as another fart began to bubble up inside her. The smother continued for almost 2 minutes, James beginning to struggle profusely, when she leaned forward and let go a hissing SBD into her beloved boyfriend's nose.
Hssssssssst
"Mmmmmmph!!" He exclaimed, muffled by Laura's ass. That must have been a bad one. Not wanting him to tap out, she offered her boyfriend some encouragement.
"What a good boy... taking in your mistress's gas. Mmmmm, that's it, deep sniffs..."
Laura could hear him gagging as he struggled to take sniffs of her potent fart. But he didn't tap out. She was definitely gonna reward him after tonight, he was doing a great job.
~
James was in a living hell. The "air" under his girlfriend's dress had already been incredibly toxic, then that vile SBD had hissed its way into his nose, clogging his sinuses with its hot, molten stench. The smell combined with the increasingly stale air beneath Laura's dress made James initially think he might pass out, unfortunately for him, he had no such luck.
"Hm, my ass is getting kind of sweaty slave, would you mind being a good boy and cleaning it up for me?" Laura said gently, probably knowing James was still reeling from that last fart.
James groaned but obeyed, sticking his tongue out and beginning to lap at Laura's sweaty crack. The sour, salty taste of sweat filled his mind as his tongue swirled around Laura's greasy crack. James could hear her breathing deepen as he worked his way closer to her puckered hole, all the while the funky taste of girl ass growing stronger. Just as James made contact with his girlfriend's backdoor, she cut a short crisp fart right on his tongue.
Brrrtt
The taste was wretched, a bitterness that James always hated to experience.
"That's it slave, eat my fart. Eat my fart and worship my ass!" Laura spoke breathily, clearly enjoying herself.
The taste of Laura's ass grew worse, coating his tongue as James slowly began to lick Laura's dirty asshole, soft moans escaping her lips as he did so. Mid-lick he felt her hole open as a hot airy fart was released directly onto his tongue.
Phbbbrrrpt
God I hate this part.
On top of taking Laura's rancid farts in the mouth, James also had to contend with the sweltering toxic waste dump that was the inside of his girlfriend's dress, smelling and tasting her farts simultaneously.
"Open your mouth wide for this one, slave"
James obeyed, grateful to give his tongue a break, as Laura let loose another loud fart, the sound reverberating in his open mouth.
Bwoorrrprrrt
He coughed, gagging as Laura's most recent fart coated his mouth with its stink.
"Ahhh- thank you slave, that's enough for now." She said, shifting her ass back so that James's nose was back against her now spit-coated asshole. Smelling his own spit along with the stink of Laura's ass was certainly a... unique, experience, but he definitely much preferred it to how her ass smelt before he "cleaned" it. Not that it mattered much on this occasion considering all of the air beneath Laura's dress was tainted with hot fart.
Brrppppttt
~
Laura sighed contentedly, releasing another inevitably smelly fart into her boyfriend's stinky prison, before sitting back and smothering him once more. She figured she had enough gas built up for another hour of torment at the most. Burrito nights, though unpleasant, went by somewhat faster at least. She released the smother timed with another fart, James groaning as it entered his abused lungs. She did this several more times, smothering James for about a minute and a half before letting him up to breathe only to let loose a fart directly into his nose. By this point in the session, Laura often preferred to ignore her boyfriend, treating him as nothing more than a seat as she pumped farts into his nose and mouth. And so she did, scrolling on her phone while James suffered beneath her. The only indication she knew he was there was the occasional smother and release. After about 40 minutes had passed, Laura's stomach gurgle and she smiled.
Time for the finale.
~
James cringed as he heard his girlfriend's stomach gurgle above him, he knew what that sound meant, and it was not anything good.
At least it will be over soon, he thought bleakly as he braced himself for Laura's final barrage of farts.
Meanwhile, Laura's ass had begun to sweat again, and the air within her dress was so hot and humid, it felt like James was trying to breath soup. Really disgusting, smelly soup. He felt Laura begin to tense and relax, as her anus flexed against his nose, ready to unleash stinky hell into his lungs. James considered tapping once again, but he knew Laura would be upset if they stopped now, so he held himself back.
Just a bit longer
"Are you ready, slave?"
"Mmm" James responded.
"Good" Laura purred, pressing her ass back against his nose until a perfect seal was formed between his nose and her digestive tract. Then she pushed, and a torrent of farts exploded out of her ass, with nowhere to go but into James's lungs.
Brrrrraaapplrt
Fshhhhupppt
Pbrrrrtttt
James felt like he was going to burst as Laura's farts assaulted him. His lungs burning as all the air in them was replaced by hot methane.
Bworrrp
Phhhbrbrlrrrp
The pressure in his body increased as James was filled with fart after fart. His lungs full, the gas began to fill his mouth as Laura continued to fart.
Bbbrrrrtt
Fworrrbbrrt
Prrbrrt
Laura's gas was forced down James's throat as it ran out of places to fill inside his body, James repeatedly swallowing the fetid air as it was pumped into him. Finally, her gas relented, finishing off with a a sizzling hot SBD that caused James's insides to burn.
Fshssssssssssssss
James tried valiantly to hold on, but was ultimately no match for Laura's eggy SBD as it hissed its way into his lungs. He felt himself losing consciousness, the last thing he remembered being the smell of Laura's farts and the sound of her voice.
~
"Fuck that felt good" Laura exclaimed, pausing a moment before finally lifting her ass off her boyfriend's face.
"Holy- wow, that fucking reeks." She said, having released the gas from her dress. She held back a gag as she looked down at her now unconscious boyfriend.
Bbburrp
Oh my god.
James had just burped up some of her gas. That was almost too funny. Laura giggled as she sat down on the bed next to him, gazing at him as he burped quietly once more. She leaned in slightly, taking a curious sniff. Yep, it reeked of her farts. She looked down at James's peacful face, overcome with pride and love.
Aw, my little trooper
She snuggled up to him, wanting to be there when he woke up, and tried to ignore the pungent smell of her gas still lingering around his face.
"Such a good boy," she whispered into his ear, holding his head against her chest as she waited for him to wake up.
~
"I'm so proud of you." Laura cooed as she held James's head in her lap, stroking his hair and occasionally planting soft kisses on him.
"You were such a good boy tonight, taking all of mistress's gas." She continued.
James murmured in response, content to let Laura fawn over him for the rest of the night as he recovered from his harrowing experience. She kissed him again, then spoke softly, "I love you, James"
James looked up at her, and responded in kind, "I love you too, Laura"
"And you love my farts." She said teasingly, bopping James gently on the nose.
"Uh huh" James replied sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
He may not like taking farts to the nose, but he did like making Laura happy. And that was good enough for him.