Jenny's Lesbian Fart Obsession: Gym With a Friend

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You can get the stench off in the bathroom." Siena said. "I won't do that again if you don't want me to!" Sarah felt a rumble in her gut, she had to fart- she was terribly shy about farting, she rarely farted in front of her parents. She would find an empty room and let it rip as quietly as possible. Fortunately for her, though, she only farted about five or six times a day. This one would be he her first today, and she couldn't hold it anymore, she had been holding it since lunch at school. She walked into the corner as far away from the old woman as she could get before letting it out slowly in tiny, quiet pops and the occasional wet toot. Terezi accepts an offer to babysit, assuming it'll be easy money. To her surprise, she discovers that she isn't looking after a kid, but a fully grown woman by the name of Vriska Serket. Worse still, Vriska has some awful habits, from her appetite to her gassiness to the fact that she can fill a diaper with half her own body mass in seconds! She is pretty generous with cash though. Will Terezi be able to survive her awful employer long enough? Language: English Words: 21,058 Chapters: 6/8 Comments: 10 Kudos: 82 Bookmarks: 6 Hits: 10,342

I don’t actually write smut but if you get inspired you can Language: English Words: 2,718 Chapters: 8/? Collections: 2 Comments: 22 Kudos: 194 Bookmarks: 1 Hits: 14,365 Monica-Age 18. Your friend that loves to wear tights and has long bubbly farts. She likes to help you fart on your sisters faces. Short Story Writing | Writers | Read Online | Writing Contests | Writing Software | Writing Journals | Writing A Book | Writing A Novel Ahead lay visual images, audio sounds, and verbal descriptions of a sexually oriented and frankly erotic nature. To which Danabelle replies, “Oh don’t worry, I know Pablo (me) absolutely loves my farts!” Staring at me with a suspicious, yet seductive face.Your name is Amy and you are 18 years old. For as long as you were little, your mom enjoyed farting in your face when you did something bad or just for her own amusement. She has even gotten her friends to do it to you, since they do it to their daughters as well. eventually, several farts each later, they went to bed. Sarah farted several times in her sleep, and couldn’t help but imagine Sam’s face behind them. She was sure that sam was enjoying them from the other end of the room. Sarah couldn’t believe her sister was actually calling these bad! They were almost pleasant! She remembered her own gas problem when she felt a tiny bubble pressing against her ass. She pushed out a series of hard pops- PRRUP PRUP PRP PRUP- Then she understood- she was so used to her own terrible gas that her sister’s no longer had an effect on her! Her sister caught wind of the fart and began coughing. “GROSS! Was that mine?!” she cried, looking appauled. Sarah used her sister’s temporary confusion to get out from under her ass, and pushed her down onto the bed. She sat down onto her face, her ass covered only by the thin panties she had slept in, ready for some revenge for all the farts she put up with. After the dinner and drinking a lot of wine, I head out to the balcony to smoke. To my surprise there was Danabelle sitting on the one metal chair with a friend of hers sitting on top. As I was smoking she asked how the casserole was and I told her it was great. She was smiling and said to me she was glad. Moments later she expressed how badly she needed to fart and let two rip simultaneously. During my time in university I met this nice girl, let’s call her Danabelle. Before meeting her my friends called her “Gordita” based off of her physique. She was a 4”11 chubby American girl with nice brown hair and a boisterous personality. She had a nice apartment that was passed down from her parents, that all my friends used to chill at before heading to the club.

First time meeting her she was really friendly towards me. Giving me a big hug and complementing me on what I was wearing. This became a reoccurring theme, I swear even if I was not feeling my best that day she would always be excited to see me and dish out some compliments (I guess she had a crush on me). She felt an itch on her butt, so she reached down to scratch it. While her hand was down there, she felt the need to fart again. She let it out on her hand, both liked and was grossed out by the feel of it rumble out over her hand. BRRRRRRMMMMPPP She felt disgusting to admit it to herself, but if it wasn’t for the cruel smell, she would actually enjoy pushing out farts. The smell hit her and she coughed. Her lungs burned. She couldn’t even imagine what it would be like to be facefarted with that potency. She thought of how it must have smelled to be that old woman. She deserved it for cursing her, and she loved the thought of how terrible it must have been for her. She pushed out two more small pops and imagined that old hag’s face being there, and all the other people who had been mean to her over the years. She imagined forcing them to smell her stinky, inhuman(e) farts all day, punishing them for their cruelty. pretty smelly down there, isn’t it sis?” she asked, returning her sister’s taunts. She pushed out another short one. BRRRRRLLLT BBRLLLT BLLLT She wasn’t sure if this was phyiscally possible, considering the pressure and volume that must be between her asscheeks and sister’s nose. Then again, skunk tails weren’t a common occurence either. I want to know how well you are at enduring gas." She sat on Ally's face before she could react. Ally stared at the butt in front of her.After the fart, she let out a big sigh and said that she was holding that one in for a long time. Her friend concerned about her farting around a guy goes, “maybe you shouldn’t do that around him.” enough!" yelled sarah, surprised at her own wrath. She pushed the old woman into the wall with her ass, smothering the old woman. "you will tell me how to cure it, or I'll tortue you with your own stupid idea of power!" she yelled. The woman though for a second and replied- She farted a few more times that night, nervously and shyly calling out each one. “I… I have to… fart… again” she said, almost crying from how disgusting it made her sound. Her parents would leave and she would bust a fart into her panties and choke on her own smell. MMMMMMMMMPPPPHHHHTTTT- she was having raspy toots tonight. One rainy Thursday afternoon, after a particularly uninteresting math class, Sarah began her usual walk home. As she passed by the stores and shops she normally passed, looking around at the scenery and enjoying the soft scent of the rain, she noticed something unusual- a fortune shop had appeared where there was nothing before. Or maybe it hadn't- she usually walked home with her nose in a book, she had probably just missed it before.