By: JustAnotherGasWriter
The afternoon grew old and the evening set in over Hereford Base in the UK, painting the sky with a range of pinks and purples. The gorgeous view was the cherry on top of what was promised to be a magical evening for Monika "IQ" Weiss. She had met somebody on Tinder that had seemed rather promising, their profile had made them look modest and not slutty or whoreish… but definitely attractive. After a rather pleasant conversation via in-app texting and an invitation to join them for dinner, Monika was feeling very confident about this date. She had been out with a few different people recently; both with a teammate or two and with others she had met on Tinder. Something was different about this new potential date though, and while she couldn’t rationally explain the feeling to herself, the operator was feeling unusually good about this little meeting. After double-checking how she looked and smelled, Monika got in her little Volkswagen and went off to the restaurant.
While Monika prepared for the outing, you find yourself in a similar situation with similar feelings. Being a mid-level manager for a local company, you were pretty damn well off and liked to live pretty modestly. A well-off and successful but still humble person with little to complain about and even one of your few troubles may be resolved after tonight. After all, your date looked very promising; she had been quite nice and gentle during your exchange over the app, she was stunningly pretty but didn’t seem super sexual off the rip, she had a good and stable job, was in shape, very intelligent… the list seemed never-ending! Of course, this would lead to some intrusive thoughts about it being much too good to be true and some sort of setup, though you pushed that as far back in your mind as possible. Sure, it seemed like it was much too good to be true, though you miss all the shots you don’t take and if Monika was the real deal, then she was quite the catch. After taking about half an hour to freshen up, bathe, and get dressed in some dress casual clothing to appear presentable; you go ahead and lock your apartment up before going outside and starting the car.
As you step out of your vehicle, you would hit the lock button twice on the key fob to ensure it is good and secure before going inside. The smells and sounds of the restaurant immediately fill your senses; you can hear the sounds of wine bottles and glassware clinking and the scent of freshly prepared food in the air. The ambiance was impeccable, perfect for a nice formal night out. Walking inside, you make sure to stand up straight and walk with confidence to make a good first impression, scanning the inside of the restaurant until you spot the blonde woman already seated. She was even more stunning in the flesh than her profile made her out to be, a rare occurrence when it came to online dating.
"Seems like you've made it here in one piece,” Monika greeted you with a pleasant smile, watching as you tried to bury your visible nerves and sit across from her at the table. "You look good tonight.” She added a lighthearted compliment to try and help set the vibe for the date.
"Thank you!” you reply to the German woman, able to get it out without a stutter rather miraculously. "You are stunning.” you would repay Monika’s compliment, albeit with a more awkward delivery but it seemed to land as Moni’s face turned a soft red and her smile grew.
"You're too kind,” she told you happily, passing a menu over before looking her own over. "I'm not used to such an intricate menu. I was thinking we could split the wine?” Monika went on to offer, peering at you over her menu.
“Split? No need to worry about that, a beautiful woman like you deserves a good free meal every now and then,” you reply, feeling progressively more confident in yourself as it seemed your previous flirty remark landed well. “But seriously, get what you want. I invited you out tonight, I can foot the bill.”
Monika's blush only grew from your words, but she was more flattered than embarrassed. "You don't need to do that~,” she told you, placing her menu down on the table as she was ready to order.
"I know I don't have to, I want to though. Don't worry about it.” You insisted with a reassuring smile, placing your own menu down as a waiter came over to the table.
Monika kept her order modest, ordering some seared sea bass with asparagus. You settled on bolognese and selected a nice middle high-end red wine for the table. The waiter nodded and wrote it all down on his pad with a pleasant smile before taking their orders back to the kitchen.
“So, you work in tech?” You asked Monika after your order was taken, changing the subject to something that directly pertained to your date.
“Yes, specifically engineering.” Monika nodded, perking up as she was asked about work. Little did you know the extent of her profession, though this side of it at least she seemed more than happy to talk about.
“Oh cool! Any specific type of engineering or design you specialize in?” You ask, both genuinely interested in what she had to say about work and also happy to find a topic that got Monika’s eyes to light up like that.
“A little bit of everything really. It’s more that I am just given a request by people within my company and I try to design something to fit their needs.” Moni replied back, still remaining a bit vague. “Before my current position, I specialized primarily in making small custom computers… mainly for beer money, because I was in college.” she laughed at her own joke.
You follow suit and chuckle at the blonde woman’s quip before asking your next question.
“What part of Germany are you from?”
“From Leipzig. A little more than a decade before the Wall came down.” Monika replied. “It really is a beautiful country. I still visit often, my family still lives there.”
As the two of you talk, the waiter returns with the wine. He popped the cork on the bottle and ensured none of it fell down and tainted the drink before pouring you each a generous glass. Monika accepted her glass gratefully and waited for you to receive yours before offering cheers. You accept, clinking your glass to your date’s before drinking. Monika took a drink at the same time, looking at the glass afterward with an impressed expression.
“Wine has never been my drink of choice, but admittedly that is quite good,” she remarked, going in for another sip before setting her glass on the table.
The waiter left the wine in the center of the table and left briefly, returning with food shortly afterward before bowing himself out.
Just as she had with the wine, Monika waited for you to receive your meal and be ready to eat before taking her own first bite. It was evident from her expression that she was very much enjoying the food, but was also not wolfing it down to remain polite.
You weren’t much better. One taste of that pasta and you were addicted, it was one of the best meals you had ever had! Certainly, at least, the best one you have had in a long while. You took it slow though, forcing yourself to savor the delectable meal. Monika seemed to really be into you, no need to ruin it by being a slob.
“Wow… this is delicious!” You remark after making sure your mouth is clear, getting another fork full of pasta before eating again.
Monika nodded in agreement, picking some more sea bass off of the bone before eating. “Quite good indeed… thank you again,” she told you, taking another sip of wine.
The night went on with the two of you eating and eventually making more small talk. Over an hour passed like nothing! Eventually, however, you realized the time and decided it was time to go, the waiter coming by with the check.
Monika watched you pay, still feeling guilty it seemed from her expression. The German woman did indeed still feel bad about her date paying for such a lavish and costly meal, though something else was tearing at her… she had to fart. Bad. The fish was reacting aggressively with her stomach, and the pre-workout double-scoop protein shake she had wasn’t helping. Little did she know the kinks and quirks of her date!
With little real options at hand, Monika had to just let a bit of it out. Pressure had built up at her back door to the point that even standing would likely result in a nuclear event of a rip so venting a bit of built-up flatulence would at least allow her to excuse herself. With no other real options and time ticking, Monika bit her lower lip and let as controlled of a toot out as she could manage into her chair.
plllrrrfffbbbbbttt
The fart whispered out of her backside and into the chair, the vinyl of the seat amplifying the sound ever so slightly. The scent of her gas was quite strong, well above average. Monika couldn’t help but blush as she broke wind, though looking around it seemed like she was in the clear.
“I… I need the loo. I will be back in just a moment.” she promised, sheepishly excusing herself off to the lady's room with her cheeks clenched so that she didn’t leak so much as another molecule of gas.
As you scribbled your signature off on the bill, you heard a very gentle noise. You wouldn’t have thought about it for even a millisecond if it weren’t for the smell. All of a sudden, a hefty miasma seemed to overtake the smell of the kitchen and food. What the hell?! Did… did Monika fart?
“No worries.” You replied blankly as Monika stood up from her seat and went off to the bathroom, seemingly confirming the blonde woman’s slip-up. Immediately, you couldn’t help but imagine yourself underneath the German gal’s rear end, sniffing at it as the engineer relieved her bloated gut at point-blank range.
As you found yourself in a kinky conundrum, Monika slipped into the bathroom. Closing a stall door and locking it, the German woman quickly took a seat on the toilet to try and muffle what was to come as much as possible before cutting loose.
PPPBLRARAART
A loud, bassy ripper tore out of Monika's rear end, echoing down into the toilet bowl underneath her. Some primal, strained grunts escaped Moni following the bad release and her stomach growling keyed her in that it wasn't going to get too much better for her from here.
BbBVBRRARAT
Another fart echoed out of the German woman’s plump and mildly freckled booty, Monika exhaling before she felt what was next to come.
BRRORRORRAARRAABBT
FFRRRAARROORAAAAAAART
BRRRAAARRAAPPPP!!!
Booming farts forced their way out of Monika’s ass, surely ringing the ears of anyone unfortunate enough to be in the vicinity of her powerhouse of an ass! Monika sighed as she felt out of gas, standing up and sheepishly from the toilet before making her way out, leaving the bathroom a hazard zone.
As Monika finishes her bathroom time, you find yourself sat over at the dining room table and just about done with your dish. You were starting to get worried as Monika had been gone for a bit; had your date abandoned you to deal with the bill? These thoughts were eradicated shortly after though as you saw the gorgeous blonde return to the table, red and rosy in the face but with a relieved look as well.
“I’m so sorry, I needed more time than I thought,” She excused herself in a flustered manner, but you reassured her quickly with a soothing reply.
“No worries, go ahead and take your time,” you reassured your date, once again just glad that Monika really was in the bathroom and not ditching you.
“I was actually thinking I am done for now. Do um, you want to maybe come back to my place for a glass of wine?” Monika offered, her cheeks getting more flush and red with the offer but she was smiling.
“Oh, y-yes of course!” you agreed, making a poor attempt and not trying to seem too desperate for an offer like such.
The bill was paid for, but Monika insisted she pay for her own order despite you offering to cover the whole date. After making sure that your car was left in a safe place to pick up after the date, Monika then welcomed you into her Volkswagon Rabbit and started the drive back to her dwelling.
“Fitting car,” you remarked after getting into the passenger seat, adjusting the seat just a tinge while Monika turned the ignition over.
“Gets the job done for what I need, reliable and efficient… not the sexiest car, but truly cost-effective,” Monika observed of her own vehicle, turning onto the road. Luckily, her place was close.
“Hey, I’m not judging. It is a good car and I’m sure the price was right, doesn’t scream ‘rich and rob me’ to anyone. Nothing wrong with that; it’s not like I drive something other than an Elantra myself anyway,” you chortled a little bit, seeing Monika get a tad flustered at what she assumedly took as a tease towards her car.
About five minutes of driving later the two of you arrive at your destination. The home was much akin to her car; nothing special or grandiose from the outside, but very well kept and ergonomic.
The house was a modest one-story but had a well-tended vegetable garden outside as well as a freshly mowed lawn and rows of blooming rose bushes.
“Looks great, very homey,” you complimented your date, getting a now bashful blush from Monika.
“It isn’t much, though it is mine,” Monika replied. You could tell she was very proud of her property but was humble about it.
Moni unlocked the front door and opened the door before you both went inside. Shoes were kicked off and Monika escorted you off to the kitchen a room or two over from the mudroom. The kitchen was as cleanly well kept but modest as the rest of the house, Monika moved to the pantry after pointing over to a row of barseats at the middle island she had.
“Go ahead and have a seat,” she instructed, going to the food storage before returning with a bottle of wine and an opener.
You followed the request, taking a seat on one of the barstools as Monika retrieved the nice bottle of red and then got two glasses, pouring a generous helping out.
“I don’t do this by the way, really ever. It isn’t my style, I don’t like being promiscuous,” Monika began to explain about the invite back to her home, joining you on the stool side after the wine was served. “I have a feeling you are the same way, but there is something special about you,” she finished her thought, sipping her wine while looking you in the eyes.
“That being?” you ask for clarification, drinking the offering as your host makes herself comfortable. The wine was nice and sweet, with just the perfect amount of sour complexity to it.
Either you were more uncultured than you thought before, or Monika really had gotten the good stuff out for you!
“I’m not sure myself… just something about you that I can’t put a finger on,” Monika continued to drink while looking at you, her blue eyes looking nice and soft.
The wine didn’t last long as you both drank pretty fast, Monika gathered the glasses and put them in the dishwasher. You tried to avert your eyes away as she bent over to put the dirty dishes up, but you couldn’t fully stop yourself.
“Well, thank you for joining me tonight. I don’t want to pressure you, but if you would like… the bedroom is this way,” Monika finally offered the ultimate invitation, taking your hand gently with her own.
“Lead the way,” you replied with a grin, allowing Monika to whisk you off to the bedroom! Sex wasn’t something you did on the first date ever like Monika had said earlier, but rules were meant to be bent and Monika seemed to be the right woman to make an exception for!
Monika whisked you off right to her private quarters, opening the door. Cold air hit your face in an immediate rush and you sighed as it hit. Monika took you to the bed before climbing up on it herself, looking rather starstruck into your eyes as she gradually undressed. The dress was unzipped and the German slipped it off, revealing her body in full minus her breasts being covered of course by a bra and her groin and some of her butt with her panties. Both undergarments looked a little sweaty, backed up with Monika having a sweet but also salty smell to her; it was as if her natural miasma had melded together with her perfume applied for the date to make a very special combination!
“How do I look?” she asked, turning so you could see her from front to back. She was lean and muscular, but still strangely dainty looking. You could easily tell she went to the gym and took great care of herself but also wasn’t some mass-gaining bodybuilder. And even despite these qualities, that ass was fat.
“You look wonderful…” you admitted quietly, having to stop yourself from literally drooling over the woman in front of you. As she showed herself off, Monika let her confidence grow and she chuckled.
“Thank you. May I take care of this for you?” She offered, nodding towards your own bottoms. The thought of having the bombshell undress you was definitely a dream, and you could only nod in agreement.
Monika nodded back, leaning into you before unbuttoning your shirt, and removing your top with a sexy hum. The bottoms came next as the top bottom was done and Monika slowly reached for the zipper to pull it down! As she did all of this too, Monika was slowly working towards sitting down on your lap, facing you but so her rear end was near your pelvic area. Given the current situation, you figured your own touch contributing to the foreplay was both welcome and encouraged. You reach your arms around the ever-closing in Monika before gently grabbing her ass with both hands! What you got in return however was something you didn’t expect in the slightest!
BBBLLRRROORRRAARRRTT
Monika immediately froze and turned redder than the tomatoes she had growing in her garden. In all of her own horny excitement, she hadn’t registered the building pressure in her stomach and now the ultimate price had been paid. There was no denying it; she had just farted for a solid seven seconds fully interrupted by the hands and lap of her date! The smell only added insult to injury; not that farts were supposed to smell good, but good Lord Monika’s brand was terrible! You could smell a very heavy scent of rotten ale and hops, combined with a fishy and spoiled meat stink.
“Hehe, eh… whoops?!” She remarked after quite a bit of painstaking silence, smiling sheepishly as her stink pierced the air around both of them to add insult to already grave injury. There was no coming back from this, Moni felt ready to melt on the spot!
You froze at the same time following the massive fart. It took you completely off guard and got you like a deer in headlights. As Monika felt ready to dissipate from pure embarrassment over losing bodily control, you felt ready to do the same over embarrassment from your arousal!
“Holy fuck… did she just fucking fart?! On me?!” you thought to yourself, trying not to groan out or give any sort of expression of pleasure. You didn’t want the German to think you were some total freak after all! “It’s alright, mistakes happen….” you finally tell Monika to reassure her, though Monika didn’t seem too convinced.
“Sorry about that again,” She apologized quietly, deep red blush fully taking over. “I ruined the mood, didn’t I?” She asked bluntly, looking back at her date.
You opened your mouth to reply, but then you got a whiff. Monika’s brand was toxic, and your nose and tongue burned up from it! The sensation though made you blow your cover as you groaned in pleasure.
Monika seemed even more embarrassed as she watched you, though was also seemingly cheered up as she smiled a tad. “Did… you enjoy that?” She asked you gently in a nonjudgemental tone, just glad she hadn’t just grossed someone out.
“I can’t help it,” you replied in shame, hanging your head as the bombshell found out about your peculiar fetish.
“Go ahead, touch my stomach,” Monika invited you, taking your hand and gently pulling it to her abdomen. You could feel the stomach bubbling at your fingertips and Monika started to subtly grind her ass into your crotch. “If you’d like, give it a push,” She went on, the redness draining from her face as she got ready to let out a more intentional fart.
You felt your libido spike from the stomach gurgling you palpated in Monika’s stomach. Biting down on your lip, you take a deep breath before giving it a nice push-in.
BBBLLLRRAARRRRPPPTT
Monika exhaled as she relieved herself of some of her growing intestinal pressure, and you of course felt a head rush as the woman farted onto your lap again! The heat was very pleasant on your groin and so was the vibrating of her chubby cheeks, but the smell was quickly becoming your favorite part as it rose up to your nose.
“How was that?” Monika asked gently, hearing sniffs right behind her. She started to grind onto your lap again before stopping and grunting.
BBRRORRT-PLLROORRT
A back-to-back burst blew out of her booty, sounding more bubbly to the other two though just as nice and warm. The smell got more intense, especially with the second part of the blast, and Moni scrunched her nose up. You of course however were just further turned on and sniffed even harder at the hanging air.
Monika laid forward onto her stomach before sticking her face into a pillow, inviting you in with a butt wiggle. You understood the wordless request and got onto your own belly before proceeding. You advanced your face into her ass, the smell getting your eyes to water up before you even get your face in. The panties held so much residual stink which you promptly enjoyed, inhaling her sweaty stink while bouncing her ass around with both hands.
SSPPPRRRRVVT
Monika let out another wet butt belch, now directly into your face of course! Your eyes roll back as you experience the fart point-blank and sniff it up loyally. The scent only continued to grow stronger and stronger and Monika used her legs to lock you into her bum. A muffled groan escaped your mouth, but you kept on sniffing it all in.
“I’m just going to let it all out,” She warned you, reaching back and pulling her panties down.
Her ass was humid and sweaty, not to mention even stinkier than with her underwear covering it up. Your nose found a new home pressed right to her raw asshole and you got ready to take it.
BBLRROORRT
BRRRAARRRAARRPP
BBRRRAAAPPP
PLLROOORRRORRRTT
FFLLURROORRAAAARRRAART
The first series of farts cut out into your nose, Monika had a white knuckle grip on the bed sheets as she pushed as hard as she could! Her thighs continued to keep you locked in, meaning there was no way out besides taking it. Not that it was a terrible position for you, you could feel yourself getting close to your peak as you were forced to take her rawest and most intense farts like this!
“Crap,” Monika sighed after getting the flurry of wind out of her system, the relief being intense though she had to catch her breath. The air around her was impressively untainted as she took deep respirations in and out; her new fart filter was put in heavy work!
BBBLRRRSSHHLLRRRT
The ceasefire came to an end after only a momentary reprieve, though this fart was really wet!
You both blush, but the sensation was so amazing that you gave Monika two thumbs up of approval!
Monika was about to ask if it was alright to keep going, but understood the message and just let it go.
FFRRROORRRARRAARRRTTT
The final burst blew out, Monika experiencing emptiness again while you felt her last very intense fart blast out into your face! After recovering, you gave Monika’s butt a nice big smack in approval, getting a yip from your new kinky partner.
“Ahhh, much better,” Monika announced, letting her thighs up so that you could withdraw yourself. She smirked when she saw you with the horny expression on your face. “Glad you liked it,”
“That was amazing…” you stated dreamily, bending down to give Monika’s butt a grateful smooch.
“Well, stay until morning and I will have plenty more,” Monika giggled, standing up from the bed. “In the meantime, let’s clean up,” the German woman offered, holding your hand before escorting you off to the bathroom so the two of you could prep for the rest of the night!