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My Step-Mom Does Fart Porn PART 1 "I'm gonna go to bed, this chili is about to put me in a food coma. Clean up the kitchen when you're done eating." said Rose. "Sure, no problem." replied Tyler, Rose's step-son. Rose walked upstairs and into her bedroom. Tyler finished his bowl of chili and cleaned up the kitchen and put away the leftovers. He went up to his room and got on his computer. "Big farting asses, here I come." Tyler said to himself. Tyler had a fart fetish like you wouldn't believe. When ever a woman farted it made his dick as hard a rock and he'd always try to find an excuse to go somewhere private to jerk off. Whether it'd be petite 18 year olds or fat 50 year olds, it made him hard. Tyler would often watch videos of woman farting or read stories of woman farting. His favorites were the ones where the woman was farting on an unwilling slave. He so badly wanted a woman to tie him to her bed and force him to smell her farts until she ran out. Tyler was on a fart fetish forum reading some entries about good sites for him to help get his fix when he came across a forum talking about a website called FartPrincesses.com which was a cam porn site for eproctophiliacs like Tyler. Tyler checked the website out and saw hundreds of links to different rooms. Tyler became super excited and made an account, Eprocrophreak558, and clicked on the first link that caught his eye, Mrs.WindyJones. "Welcome Eproctophreak558." Mrs.WindyJones said. Tyler was stunned by the woman's shear beauty. He wasn't exactly into goth chicks but Mrs.WindyJones looked like an angel to him. "Hello." Tyler typed in reply. "If you wanna hear me fart it's gonna be $10. 15$ if you want my ass pointed at my webcam." Mrs.WindyJones said. "How am I supposed to pay you exactly? I'm new hear so I apologize if that's a stupid question." Tyler typed. "No need to apologize, babe. Just go to your settings and add money to your account." Mrs.WindyJones answered. "I'll be back in a second." Tyler typed. "Don't keep me waiting." Mrs.WindyJones said before blowing Tyler a kiss. Tyler added $200 into his account and went back to Mrs.WindyJones' room. "Welcome back, babe. Ready to hear me fart?" Mrs.WindyJones asked. "As ready as I'll ever be." Tyler typed before sending her $15. "You made a smart choice." Mrs.WindyJones said before turning around and pointing her ass at the webcam. "I bet you wish you could kiss my ass, huh?" Mrs.WindyJones then let out an 5 second wet fart that instantly made Tyler rock hard. "Uh oh, I just shit myself. I'm sorry Eproctophreak558 but I have to go clean myself up." Mrs.WindyJones said before getting up and running towards what Tyler assumed was the bathroom. Tyler gave her a favorite and left her room. As Tyler was searching for other rooms he came across a link to a room belonging to a MistressOfTheFarts. He was amazed at how many favorites and viewers MistressOfTheFarts had, she was even in the top 10 most popular models. "She must a be an absolute goddess." Tyler thought. "I bet her farts sound like heaven." Tyler clicked on the link and dropped his jaw at who he saw. MistressOfTheFarts wasn't some woman from another part of world like he assumed Mrs.WindyJones was, it was his step-mom. "Welcome, Eproctophreak558. I don't recall ever seeing you in my room. It's $5 for a burp, $10 for a fart, and if you have a special request just tell me and I'll give you my charge." Rose said, completely unaware she was talking to her step-son. "Okay, StickyTits441. That request will charge you $25." Tyler looked at the chat and saw StickyTits441's request which was for Rose to put an action figure in the ass area of her panties and fart while sitting full weight on her ass for 15 seconds. He then saw that StickyTits441 had paid the $25 and saw her pull out an action figure, an action figure Tyler recognized. It was the Casey Jones action figure he got for Christmas when he was 7. He thought it got donated. Rose put the Casey Jones figure into place and slammed her ass down and lifted her legs. "Get your nose ready little man." Rose said before letting the loudest, wettest, and most bubbly 15 second fart that Tyler had ever heard. After which she put her legs down. Tyler was mesmerized. He had witness a woman unleash the biggest fart he had ever heard. He had heard some big farts in his life, but none even compared to what his step-mom just unleashed on his poor Casey Jones figure. Tyler couldn't stop himself. He pulled out his dick and started jerking off like he never jerked off before. At this point he didn't care that he was jerking off to his own step-mother. All he cared about was beating his meat into submission. "How much for you to do that again but for 30 seconds?" Tyler typed. Using his left hand of course. "That'll be $40, Eproctophreak558." Rose answered. Tyler, without missing a beat, sent Rose $40. "Thank you, Eproctophreak558." Rose said before lifting up her legs again. "Sorry, little guy. But I got another one coming." Rose let out a 30 second fart that was even louder, wetter, and more bubbly than the last. "Holy shit, I think I sharted a little." Rose said. "If my step-mom knew I was farting on this toy he'd flip. Thank god I soundproofed this room a few years ago." Tyler continued jerking off, not even caring about the irony of her statement. "I gotta go to the bathroom. I'll be right back." Rose said as she got up off of her bed. Not even bothering to take the Casey Jones figure out of her panties. Tyler came and stopped to take a breath and reflect. He couldn't comprehend what had just happened. Not only did he jerk off his own step-mother fart, but he even paid her to do it again. The same woman who was his sole legal guardian after she and his dad got divorced and she got full custody when he was only 10. "What the hell is wrong with me?" Tyler said to himself out loud.
PART 2 Tyler couldn't get any sleep that night. The sound of his step-mother farting rung in his brain like an annoying song and he couldn't even close his eyes without the image of his step-mom sitting full weight on her ass while his old Casey Jones figure was in her panties. And him jerking off to it and paying for more only made it much harder. "Wakey, wakey." Tyler heard a voice say. He opened his eyes and say his Rose hovering her ass over his face. "Time for some farty farts, little man." Rose said before letting out a 20 second fart. Tyler wanted to struggle but instead found himself jerking off. "You are such a fucking pervert." Rose said. "What kind of sick fuck gets off to their own step-mother's farts? At least the other sick freaks aren't family." Tyler continued jerking off, only this time harder. "Tyler... Tyler... TYLER!" Rose shouted. Tyler jumped up in his bed. "Thank god, it was only a dream." Tyler thought. "Whoa, Tyler. Put the mouse back in the house, kid." Rose said. Tyler looked down and saw that his dick was out. It wasn't uncommon for him to jerk off in his sleep. "Sorry." Tyler said as he put his dick back in his pants. "I'm going to the store. Do you want anything in particular?" Rose asked. "N... no thanks. I'm okay." Tyler answered. "Alright. I'll be back in about an hour or 2." Rose said as she left Tyler's room. Tyler couldn't help but take a sneak peak as Rose's spandex clad ass that made his dick twitch. "What is the matter is me?" Tyler thought. Tyler got up off his bed and began pacing around his room and contemplating what he should do. "If I tell Rose she might actually be cool with it, she might even fart on me. But what if she's absolutely disgusted and freaked out about it? What if she kicks me out? Oh, what am I gonna do?" Tyler said to himself. Tyler continued pacing for so long that he lost track of time and only stopped when he heard a knock on his door. "Yeah?" Tyler shouted. "Help me bring in the groceries." Rose shouted back. "Okay." Tyler shouted back. Tyler walked out of his room and headed straight for the front door when he heard Rose let a 10 second fart that echoed through the kitchen "Oh, excuse me." Rose loudly said. Tyler felt like he was being tortured. "Why is this happening to me?" Tyler thought. Tyler walked outside to Rose's car and grabbed a few grocery bags and brought them into the house. As he was walking through the front door, Rose was walking out and her ass made contact with his crotch. "OH COME ON!" Tyler yelled in his head. Tyler brought the bags into the kitchen and caught a whiff of Rose's fart and found himself breathing it in like the scent of a candle. "Smells good, doesn't it?" Rose said. "W... what?" Tyler responded. "The chicken. I see you like the smell." Rose replied. Tyler looked at one of the bags that Rose was carrying and saw a rotisserie chicken. "Uh... yeah... it smells amazing. I like the smell of a nice chicken." Tyler answered. "Are you okay, Tyler? You've been acting kinda strange." Rose asked as she put the grocery bags on the kitchen counter. "Yeah... yeah yeah yeah. I'm fine. Never been better." Tyler answered. "Okay. Just remember if there's something going on you can always talk to me about it." Rose said. "Oh, I don't think I can." Tyler thought. "Thanks for helping me bring the groceries in. I'll put them away." Rose said. Tyler went to his room and got on his computer. "Maybe Mrs.WindyJones will help get her off my mind." Tyler thought. Tyler pulled his dick out and went to FartPrincesses.com and went to Mrs.WindyJones's room. "Oh hi Eproctophreak558. It's good to see you." Mrs.WindyJones said. Tyler saw that Mrs.WindyJones was sitting on some dude's face. "Hi." Tyler typed. "Who's your friend there?" "Oh this is my husband. I would've been sitting on his face last night but he was out drinking with his friends." Mrs.WindyJones answered. "Same charges as last night?" Tyler typed. "Yeah, it's the same, only with an option for me to fart in his mouth for $20." Mrs.WindyJones answered. "Fart in his mouth." Tyler typed before sending $20. "Sure thing, babe." Mrs.WindyJones said. "Open your mouth, you drunk piece of shit. This guy paid me good money for me to fart in it." Mrs.WindyJones's husband opened his mouth and she sat her ass on top of it before letting out an 8 second fart. Tyler started jerking off like a mad man. "Ahhh, I love farting in this bastard's mouth, especially when people pay me to do it." Mrs.WindyJones said. Rose then barged into Tyler's room without knocking. "Hey Tyler, which pizz..." Rose said before stopping dead in her track. "What the hell?" "ROSE! IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!" Tyler shouted in utter fear. "Oh really?" Rose said as she walked over to Tyler's computer. "Cause it looks like you're masturbating to a website called... FartPrincesses.com. You are a fucking freak." "Hey Eproctophreak558, I got a wet one building up. Pay me $20 and I'll fart in his mouth again." said Mrs.WindyJones. "What did she just call you?" Rose asked. "She's referring to someone else. I don't know who this Eprocto guy is." Tyler said, still trying to save face. "Bullshit, let me see your username." Rose said as she shoved Tyler out of the way. Rose gasped and slowly walked backwards. One would think Tyler was caught selling drugs on the street judging by her reaction. "It was you? You paid me $40 to fart on a toy? That was once your toy. Who the hell pays their family to fart? Oh my god." Rose said. "I'm... I'm sorry." Tyler said. "It wasn't the chicken you were smelling, was it? You were smelling my fart, weren't you?" Rose said, raising her voice. "Yes." Tyler answered. "I don't believe this. I don't believe this." Rose said. "Jus... stay in your room... jus..." Rose stormed out. She was barely even able to look at Tyler at that point. "What have I done?" Tyler thought.
PART 3 Several hours had passed since Rose and Tyler's confrontation. Rose knocked on his door. "Tyler, come to the living room. I wanna talk about what happened." Rose said. Tyler walked out of his room and saw that Rose was in her underwear. "Come one, to the living room." Rose said. Tyler followed Rose to the living room, staring at her ass the entire time. Rose took a seat on one of the chairs while Tyler sat on the couch. "I'm not gonna tell you what you can and can't look at online, you're 18. But I can't fathom why you'd get off to my farts. We're not blood related but I've been your mom for 12 years." Rose said. "I know, it's just... your farts are so massive and your ass is so... your ass is so big and juicy." Tyler replied. "How long have you been attracted to my farts?" Rose asked. "Not since last night. I wanted to click away but that StickyTits guy paid your to fart on that toy and I couldn't bring myself to, and when I heard you fart I wanted more." Tyler answered. "Am I in trouble?" "No, you're not in trouble. In fact I'm offering you a job as a my fart cushion." Rose answered. "R... really? You're not only gonna fart me but you'll pay me for it too?" Tyler asked. "What about my job at Best Buy?" "Well you'll only be my cushion when I do my streams. Also you'll get over twice as much. Forget your job at Best Buy." Rose answered. "Exactly how much does it pay?" Tyler asked. "Well let's just say I retired early for a reason. You'll also get 40% of the earnings." Rose answered. "I'll do it, I'll be your fart cushion." Tyler said. "Are you sure you want to be my fart cushion though? Because once you sign this contract there's no backing out, no matter how badly you want to." Rose says as she pulls out a contract from under her purse on the coffee table. "And it'll be 6 hours every single night for 3 years. There will be no days off. There will be no breaks. There will be no mercy. Just me farting up your nose and in your mouth whenever someone pays me to. You will do what I say during the stream. If I shit in your mouth and tell you to eat it then you will fucking eat it or I will punish you. And I don't just mean an on stream punishment, it'll apply to the other 18 hours of the day. Are you 100% sure?" Rose handed Tyler the contract and a pen. He contemplated on whether he should sign. It would be his dream come true and probably his only opportunity to ever have a woman fart on him. On the other hand if he ever wants out of it he'll be screwed. "I'll understand if you don't sign the contract. What I'm asking is a huge task." Rose said. Tyler clicked the pen and slowly signed his named and handed the contract to Rose. "So it's decided." Rose stated. "Welcome to 3 years as my fart cushion. Rose got up from the chair and grabbed Tyler by the arm. "Let's go. To my bedroom. Chop chop." Rose said as she started dragging Tyler Rose dragged Tyler up the stairs and into her bedroom. "Get on the bed. I'm gonna tie you up." Rose said. Tyler did what he was told while Rose grabbed some nylon rope from a box. She started tying his body up head to toe. By the end of it he looked almost like a Christmas present. "Now let's go live." Rose said as she sat on Tyler's face. Tyler began struggling. He was beginning to regret his decision. "Hello everyone. This here is my new fart cushion. He's gonna suffer my horrendous ass stench, with your help of course." Rose said. Rose began bouncing in excitement. "Thank you, Pecker17. One fart coming right up." Rose said before letting out a 10 second fart right up Tyler's nose. Tyler took the full blast up his nose and it occured to him he made a mistake. He began struggling like his life depended on it. He expected Rose's fart to smell elegant, but it smelled like what he imagined a dead body would smell like. "Thank you, Benjamin3331. In the mouth it is." Rose said before lifting her ass up. "Open your mouth." Tyler shook it head. "Open your fucking mouth or I'll make you eat your food off the floor for a week." Rose ordered. Tyler opened his mouth, not wanting to piss off his step-mother even more, and Rose immediately sat her ass on it. "Bombs away." Rose said before unleashing an 8 second fart. Tyler let out a muffled scream and began flailing. He was starting to feel bad for what he payed Mrs.WindyJones to do to her husband. "It's funny watching you squirm." Rose said. Tyler continue flailing and screaming. "That request will be $85 dollars, StickyTits441." Rose said. "You know how you like chocolate, cushion? Well it won't be Hershey's." Rose lets out a loud grunt and relaxes her sphincter which causes Tyler's mouth to be filled with his own step-mother's shit. Tyler flailed even harder and let out a muffled scream that was almost twice as loud as the one he made when he just farted in his mouth. As poor Tyler was screaming and flailing he remember his step-mother's words. "Because once you sign this contract there's no backing out, no matter how badly you want to." and began crying. |
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