THIS IS A TRUE STORY!!! WARNING THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS FART DOMINATION AND FART FETISHISM. READER DISCRETION ADVISED.

Some background: My mother is an older (40 at the time) petite single mom with short ginger hair, glassy blue eyes, pale white skin and a large butt. I in comparison, was a tall shy introvert with long brown shaggy hair, dim green eyes, and spaghetti arms.

That day school had been extended an extra 2 hours to make up for class time lost after a snow storm. This extended school day coincided, much to my misfortune, with an congratulatory day-off from work for my mom. While I was in school my mom went on a cleaning spree. Taking a break at some point, she sat down and picked up the nearest book. That book was my diary (which I must have forgotten to stash away). Scrolling through the pages she eventually reached an entry I wrote about a girl in my PE class farting and how turned on I got. Just to note, before this nobody knew about my fart fetish other than me.

At 5:00 I got home and was called to the master bedroom by my mom. When I entered I was surprised to see her in black leggings and sporting a bright pink t-shirt. I asked her what she called me in for, saying nothing my mom grinned and then released an ear-shattering bubbly fart.

BBBBBROOooPT!!!

Super embarrassed, I blushed and tried to hide the massive boner I expected would follow. Giggling, my mom asked me slyly, “How’d you like that one Jake?” I responded with, “Eww...That stinks!”, giggling she asks, “Really? Cause’ in your diary you wrote that you loved the smell of a girl’s toots, so tell me the truth. Do you?”

Frozen with embarrassment and barely able to hide my erection, I confessed. Immediately my mom starting laughing hysterically and blurted out, “OMG! I can’t believe my son is aroused by farts! What a weirdo!”, attempting to run away to my room she stops me. “Oh no you don’t...Get back over here! If you love farts so much, today is your lucky day, because I am so damn gassy and don’t want to have to smell any of it!”

She commands me to lay down on her bed. Crawling over to me she gets in position and sits on my face. I struggle to get out from under her, but her thighs lock my arms in place.

“Are you ready son?”, I try to answer but her huge ass muffles me, “You aren’t ready? Well tough luck cause I sure as hell am.”

PSSSSSSSSSSTT!!!

* A loud silent fart invaded my nostrils with the strong nasty smell of salmon.*

Laughing loudly my mom proclaims, “Jesus Jacob your dick is hard! It’s so damn hilarious you find my disgusting farts sexy, until today I’d probably slap anyone who told me farts were hot!”

HAHAHAHAHA!

* I can feel my mom straining to squeeze out another one as her booty pushes down on my head. *

* Finally, I hear a gurgle from her stomach. *

“Here comes the next one! Maybe you can guess what I ate?”

* Hehe *

BBBBLLLAARRRRRRBBBT!!

* An absolutely monster fart explodes from my mom’s booty, my body is flailing as I feverishly attempt to escape the overwhelming smell of eggs *

Coughing my mom shrieks, “Oh my FUCKING GOD!! THAT SMELLS SO BAD, YOU BETTER SNIFF ALL OF THIS OR YOU’RE GROUNDED FOR THE NEXT 2 WEEKS!!!”

* I obediently start to loudly huff in her aroma as instructed and my mother takes notice *

“Good job Jake!! Enjoy your reward...Dam this is so much fun!!”

Pooooooooooofoffffffffsssssssssss!!

* My reward was a loud squeaker that faintly smelled of fried cabbage *

“Did you eat cabbage again?”, I ask.

“Sure did honey. That was some damn good cabbage. Bet you liked that toot, weirdo?”

“Yes”, I respond

After 2 more minutes I am finally free.

My mom never farted on my face again after this. In retrospect I know she did this for shits and giggles, but I’ll always admire that my mom embraced my fetish & farted on me. As a result I got out of a depressed state brought on by me discovering my fetish.

~ Wish me luck on telling my SO about my fetish! ~