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Monday, August 12, 2024

Family Farts by bilaman70

 

 


 

 

 

PART 1

Daniel was a boy with a slim figure. He lived in a household of 4. It contained him, two sisters and his single mom. Rachel, his first older sister has brunette hair that runs down to her lower back and a decent ass and boobs, but had really really bad farts. His oldest sister was named Melissa and had brown hair with blond streaks that ran down to her ass, and a very curvy body and farts that lived up to it. His mother named Janice had black hair running a little past her shoulder blades, and a huge ass but lacked in boobs. Daniel had never really smelled her farts as she is embarrassed to fart around them.

Daniels sisters on the other hand would fart all the time. They would pride in theirs and have competitions. Daniel hated their farts. He has never taken a fart point blank range thankfully. That is until recently.

Rachel was having a sleepover at their house with her friend named Emma. Emma had blonde hair and was stunning in Daniels eyes. He didn’t get to see her much because they were locked up in Rachels room. Melissa spent a little bit of time with them during the night. Melissa later popped into Daniel’s room as he was watching a movie.

“Hey do you wanna come play truth or dare with me Rachel and her friend?”

“I guess so?” Daniel didn’t know whether to be excited or not as he would be in a room full of girls. He didn’t know what they would do to him

They entered together and the first thing he noticed was Emma. She was standing and talking with Rachel, her back to them. He noticed how much her ass stuck out in the leggings she wore. Her tank top made her cleavage pop out equally as much.

“Oh hi. My name is Emma!”

“Hello. My name is Daniel.”

They locked eyes and stared for about 3 seconds before looking away. They sat in a circle on Rachel’s floor and began. Melissa was asked first and picked dare. She had went through with what she was told, and drank toilet water right from the bathroom.

Daniel now had a sense of how bad their dares could be and got nervous.

“Daniel, now it’s your turn.”

“Ummmm Emma. Truth or dare?”

“Truth”

“What’s the grossest thing you’ve ever done in your whole life?”

“Probably when I accidentally sat on my brother.”

“Huh? Doesn’t seem that gross.” Responded Rachel.

“Yeah not really until you learn it was right on his face.”

“Eeewwwwww wtf” Melissa chimed in.

They did a dare or truth each one more time. Then it came to Melissas turn.

“Emma. Truth or dare?”

Emma, feeling bold, picked dare.

“I dare you to sit on Daniels face.”

“WHAT?!?!” Responded both Emma and Daniel simultaneously.

“If you don’t, we have a really bad punishment for the loser.” Said Melissa

“Fine.”

The three girls grabbed Daniel as he struggled and laid him on the floor. Emma straddled his chest, causing Daniel to start pounding on her back. Rachel grabbed both his arms and held them backwards.

“Stop struggling Daniel. Otherwise I’ll sit on you to.” Responds Rachel.

Daniel stopped and laid still. He didn’t want Rachel, let alone Emma to sit on his face. He prepared himself as Emma slowly lowered her self down.

Her ass engulfed Daniels face, and his airflow was cut off. He was smothered more by her cheek then ass crack so he couldn’t smell it or breathe in general.

She rubbed her ass around just rub it in (pun intended) that she was sitting on him. 10 seconds later and she lifted. Daniels face was beet red from embarrassment. They continued on with a couple more rounds. Then it was Rachel’s turn.

“Melissa. I dare YOU to sit on Daniels face.”

Daniel started freaking out, as he didn’t want to end up under yet another ass that night.

“And” Rachel Continued. “You also have to fart on his face.”

“Ummmmmm. Alright fine. Come here Daniel.”

Daniel tried to ran away but was instantly grabbed by Rachel and Emma. He was forcefully laid across the floor again.

Rachel and Emma held his arms down, and then as Daniel looked up, Melissas ass came into view.

 

PART 2

Once Daniel was laid on the floor, held down by Emma and Rachel, Melissa got ready. She straddled my chest, facing toward Daniel’s face.

“Remember” said Rachel. “You have to fart to.”

“Got it. It might be a few minutes. I don’t really feel farts brewing quite yet. But you know how gassy I am. I’m sure one will come soon.” Said Melissa

She scooted forward a little bit, her pussy resting on his chin.

“3 2 1 GO.” Yelled Emma

Melissa moved forward and pressed down. Her pussy was just below his eyes, and the stench emitting from it was burning his eyes. His mouth was closed off by her ass.

“Does she even shower?” Daniel thought. “She reeks horribly”

She started grinding back and forth, trying to shake out a fart. Daniel was in personal hell, and regretted ever coming in to play, but was now stuck and couldn’t leave. Who knows what torment he would put up with from them here on out.

He opened his eyes and saw his sister looking down at him, her brown hair dangling just above his forehead. He could barely breathe through his nose, but with every inhale, he smelled just how nasty she was. It was as if she only showered once a month, and was constantly sweating down there.

She continued grinding, bringing her pussy below his nose, then up to cover his eyes. Daniels face was coated in Melissa’s ass sweat. He couldn’t take it anymore and tried to break free. Emma and Rachel noticed his struggling and held him tighter.

“Ooohhh here it comes.” Said Melissa after about 5 minutes of sitting on Daniel.

Daniel prepared for impact. She straightened back up and rested with her asshole on his upper lip. He could feel her asshole puckering like it was kissing him (I guess it technically was).

Then it stopped. Daniel could feel Melissa struggling to push it out up above. And then

BBBRBRRAAAPP

Daniel could feel the fart rip out of her ass and spread across his face. Most of it was forced up his nose, some even going into his mouth. Melissa sat full weight, trapping the fart in. She sat down for another minute so Daniel could truly take in the fart. She lifted and he tried to run, but the girls still held him down.

“Now that they got to sit on your face, it’s my turn.” Said Rachel.

“Please no. Please please don’t sit on me again.” Sobbed Daniel, but to no avail.

“I’m going to one way or another. Now you get to choose. Do I sit down with my pajama pants on or with out them.”

“NONE. LEAVE ME ALONE.”

“If you don’t pick, I will.”

“F*CK YOU GUYS.”

“Wrong choice. I pick without.” Said Rachel

She walked over to Daniel and stood over him. Daniel looked up as she took of her pajama bottoms, and to his horror, she wasn’t wearing panties. He could see her asshole and noticed how wet and grimy it was. She took them of and straddled his chest. Daniel could smell how bad her ass was, and was terrified. She moved backwards and blanketed Daniels face with her bare sweaty ass.

Out stretching her legs, she sat full weight not caring how much pain he was in. Now keep in mind, Rachel has the worst farts in the family, and Daniel didn’t like being under her even if she was clean.

Her first fart came, with a loud impact spreading across his face. The fart lasted about 10 seconds in total. Daniel started gagging into her ass, almost vomiting. Rachel put her feet under his head so that it would be stuck in her crack. Melissa sat on Daniels crotch while Emma sat on his chest.

Rachel was rubbing her ass sideways and upwards on his face smearing her grime all over him.

All the girls were laughing at poor Daniel as he was tortured. Not long after their mom, Janice, walked in. The site she saw froze her.

Her jaw hung open as she stared at her oldest daughter sitting on her sons crotch while Emma sat on his chest, and worst of all, her daughter Rachel was butt naked sitting on her sons face.

Rachel hadn’t noticed her yet and let the biggest fart ever out right onto Daniels face. She turned around and noticed her mom, all happening in about 1 second

Janice’s mouth opened to say something that shocked the girls.

 

PART 3

Then Janice opened her mouth and said something that shocked them.

“WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU DANIEL!” Janice screamed. “IS THIS YOUR SECRET FETISH?!? YOUR SUCH A PERVERT. THERE YOUR SISTER AND HER FRIEND AND YOUR PUTTING YOUR FACE IN THEIR PRIVATES!”

They all stumbled off of Daniels almost unconscious body and stood to their feet. Daniel was slow to get up. He looked into her eyes and it seemed like her gaze burned a whole right through his head.

“They forced me to do this mom. You gotta believe me.”

“Umm” Melissa stepped in. “Actually, little Daniel here came into our sleepover and confessed he wanted us to do this. He told us he wanted a woman to do it to him but he said he that you wouldn’t do it because you were his mom.”

“THATS NOT TRUE!”

“Well I never thought my son would be sick a pervert. Why don’t you follow me Daniel. You need to be punished.”

Daniel was grabbed by his mom and dragged to her room. The other three laughed as he was forcefully dragged into his image of torture. He had a very good idea on what he would do as a "punishment"

They reached her room and he was thrown onto her bed. His mom was wearing tight pajama pants that made her ass pop. She pulled off her shirt to reveal no bra.

As Daniel stared at his moms boobs she walked over to him. She crawled over him on all her fours. She lined her boobs up right over his face and lowered. As he was smothered completely by his moms breasts he tried calling for help. All that did was open his mouth more and she forcefully shoved her nipple in.

“SUCK RIGHT NOW OR THIS WILL LAST LONGER!”

He immediately started sucking on her nipple. About 15 minutes for each nipple later she got off. She sat on his crotch and laid her legs out on either side of his head.

“Maybe this will get the thoughts of mommy dominating you out of your head.”

She shoved one foot over his nose and the other on his lips. She demanded he opened up and he did. She shoved her toes deep in his mouth as he gagged on the cheesy taste of her toe jam. He new right away what to do.

He stuck out his tongue and lapped up the toe jam in between each toe. He carefully suck the individual toes. This kept up for 30 minutes. He moved onto the other foot and did the same. He thought the taste would never leave but was quickly proven wrong.

“Now for the main part of your punishment.”

She turned around and revealed her bare sweaty stinky ass to Daniel. She must’ve taken off her pants while he was licking. She squatted above his face while he was squirming to get out. She pulled each cheek apart and Daniel could see how unclean her ass was. Her brown eye stared at him. She quickly slammed down and released her cheeks enclosing his face in her ass.

He was quickly introduced to her sweat and stink. It was really really rotten and was incredibly sweaty. He was smothered underneath his own moms monster bare asscheeks. How could his life get any worse.

She rubbed her ass all around his face, and lots of her sweat filled his mouth. The sweat had been boiled by her cheeks and tasted like shit. This was definitely worse than her feet. He couldn’t breathe and started struggling.

“No no no. Not yet Daniel. This is a punishment. I’ll let you breathe when I want you to.”

She stayed sat on his face for another minute before leaning forward. Daniel took in lots of air. The was the only clean air he had in about three minutes. He was able to breathe but barely while under her. The little air he got was straight from under her ass.

“Ooohhh I think I feel a fart coming.”

She spread her ass again and slammed back down. His head was once again closed into her ass. He heard a low rumble coming from her stomach. Not shortly after she let out a brassy fart right into his nose.

BBRRRRAAAPPPPTTTTTT

The 6 second fart let itself out as she sighed in relief. He quickly sniffed it up as he had no other choice of air as he suffered under the giant ass on top of him. He suffered through lots more farts over the course of 45 minutes. She lifted off him one last time.

“Will that teach you not to stick your face in people’s asses?”

“But I didn’t. They forced me please mom believe me.”

“Nah ah ah. We can’t be having this.”

She sat right back down and released another fart. She got up after 5 minutes again.

“Now I’m gonna release you but if I ever catch you sticking your face up another girls ass again you’ll be sorry.”

He walked out of the room and was about to enter his own. Right before he got to his, he was pulled into his sisters room right across the hallway. He looked up as Emma locked the door and saw all three girls stripped butt naked.

 

PART 4

As Daniel was thrown onto the ground he blacked out. He woke again about 30 minutes later. He tried sitting up but to no avail. He looked around and noticed he was in his sister Rachel’s room and naked. He was on her bed on his back and tied up. Emma and his sisters were sitting around him watching a movie, and were all naked.

“WHAT THE FUCK. LET ME OUT!”

“Ooooohh looks like somebody’s awake!” Said Melissa gleefully.

She turned around and jumped onto his chest. Daniel could feel her bare ass flesh rub on him and was slightly aroused. The other two girls did the same. He had the combined weight of the three resting on his chest and legs.

“We know what mom did to you. We will keep continuing to smother you but we’ll try to keep it a secret.”

She was facing Daniel and moved forward a little. Melissas pussy was rubbing on his chin and she moaned. She scooched forward and rested onto his face. Her pussy covered his nose and eyes while her ass rested on his mouth. His mouth was sealed so he was forced to smell her pussy. He gave up on trying to fight them as it never turned out good.

She farted onto his face and it pooled up to his nostrils. She sat a little more forward so her asshole was directly above his mouth. Then she muttered a single word.

“Lick.”

“MMMMPPPHHHH.” Daniel protested.

“I SAID LICK. NOW.”

He listened and stuck out his tongue. She pressed down so his tongue was squished in her ass. He recoiled and pulled his tongue back in because of the taste and sweat. It was salty and tasted ike she hadn’t taken a shower for at least a few days.

Rachel noticed he wasn’t listening and slapped his penis. He stuck his tongue out again. This time he kept it there. He was just holding it in one spot. It was resting right on her pucker. Melissa was impatient and started grinding back and forth because Daniel was taking too long. She farted occasionally directly into his mouth.

10 minutes of licking passes and Melissa gets off. He gasps for air and is able to see again. A few seconds later and he feels another weigh smush his face. He looks up to see Emma’s breasts and some of her face.

“My turn!”

Daniel stuck his tongue out. This time he was licking a pussy. He stuck his tongue in and out of her, and back and forth. Emma was surprised he was doing more than he did for Melissa. Maybe it was because they weren’t related but Melissa and him were. She turned around and Daniel got a good view of her ass.

Seconds later she slammed down. His oxygen was cut off as he was buried under her cheek. She adjusted and now his nose was crammed into her crack. He could breathe in through only his nose, but any air he got was tainted. It smelled like shit and was very grimy in her crack. He stuck his tongue out and cleaned her crack. He wasn’t told to but knew he would’ve been.

Emma farted directly on his nose. It was an amazing 10 second fart. Daniel breathed it in.

“Huh. Weird. I can’t smell a thing.” Retorted Emma.

Daniel had breathed the entire thing in. He felt it more arousing then before.

“What the hell is happening to me?!” Thought Daniel. “I actually kinda enjoyed that?!”

She farted again. This was longer and beefier than the last. Again he breathed it all in.

“Oooooh someone likes you Emma.” Rachel popped in. “Danny’s got a boner.”

Emma looked up and saw Rachel sitting on Daniels dick. She got off and sat on his chest. Melissa sat onto Daniels dick as Rachel got off. Rachel crawled over to Daniel. Normally he would be terrified, except, he wasn’t? He was more excited?

Rachel turned around and showed off her giant ass. Easily the biggest of the three girls. She dropped it onto his face and pulled her ass cheeks apart. His face slid deep into her crack and he found his nose inside of her asshole. Without hesitation he stuck out his tongue and pushed it deep into her pussy. She moaned and started grinding. She moved forward and placed her asshole inside his mouth. She let out a behemoth of a fart into his mouth. He closed and swallowed the whole thing. She moved back again and put his nose back into her asshole using it like a butt plug. She let out yet another massive fart and he waisted no time in sniffing it all up. He was actually getting turned on by it and grew a massive boner. Melissa noticed and stuck it into her asshole and started bouncing up and down. With all three girls on him, one farting on his face, one riding his dick, and another sitting on his chest, he got turned on so much. Without warning he came into Melissas asshole. It was around midnight and he pleasured all the three girls till they released their juices. Will all of them satisfied, he went to bed for the night.

 

Sunday, April 28, 2024

Runs in the Family by textingedits

 

 


 

 Bye, mom!”

Our green sedan pulls off the curb as my mother waves from the window. She shoots a furious glance at the plump woman with curly brown hair standing on the front porch beckoning me over.

“Chris, hon. That you?” The plump woman waves to me, her white apron hiding a grey sweatshirt and a pair of black jeans. Though a bit shorter and more than a bit wider, mostly in the hips, there was no denying her relation to mom.

The driveway gravel crunches under my feet as I make my way towards her, “Hey, Aunt Tina!”

She clicks her tongue, “That’s just like that sister of mine to take off without a word!” Her green eyes follow mom’s car down the neighborhood street. “No respect, that one. Never had any.”

The smell of fresh popcorn wafts through the open window of the single-story house. She leads me into a cozy kitchen, an iconic sign near the oven tells me to live, laugh, and love.

“Well! What do you think of my house?” A girl approaches from deeper within, her hair pulled into a ponytail.

She gestures wildly to everything and nothing.

Aunt Tina laughs, “Your cousin Stacie spent all morning tidying up. Said we couldn’t have you thinkin’ we live in a pigsty!”

Stacie huffs, earning a quick apology.

We’re often mistaken for siblings when we go out together. Today she wears a blue tee and blue shorts. Both covered in a thin layer of dust from cleaning.

“Hungry, Chris? Thirsty? We got sodas in the fridge and popcorn over by the oven, help yourself!”

I begin making my way towards the brown bags but the absolute monster in the living room blindsides me. The beast dwarfs the simple brown sofa and coffee table it faces.

“Pretty cool, huh?” Stacie steps beside me, a fellow admirer of the massive TV.

When I’d heard they’d got a new one, I had to see it for myself. Stacie and mom seemed a bit hesitant at first but a week of solid begging broke them.

“Let’s watch something!” I leap onto the sofa.

Or at least I think I do.

I hang in the air for a moment before realizing that Aunt Tina has me by the arm.

“Chris baby, watch out!” I follow her gaze to a small glass figurine. She pulls me upright with one powerful arm and plucks the tiny figure from the sofa with another.

Breathing a sigh of relief, she turns to my cousin. “Girl, you forgot to put grandma’s cherub back on the coffee table when you were dusting!”

“Oh, shit— I mean… I’m sorry mom! It didn’t break did it?” Stacie bows profusely.

The glass figure Aunt Tina prevented me from sitting on was of a strange baby. Kind of like a Cupid but without the bow and arrow. Had she said it belonged to Stacie’s grandma?

She inspects the figure before returning it to its place on the table, “It’s fine dear,” she leans over Stacie’s shoulder and whispers into her ear. My cousin’s face goes white and red at the same time. Like she’d just been told her fly is down in front of a big group.

She hurriedly steps away from her mother, “No… I promise it won’t happen again!”

“Attagirl!” She claps her on the back. “I’ll let the two of you have fun! I’ll be just down the hall if you need me!”

My mother had never said a kind thing about her sister, she hardly talked about her at all if she could help it. After seeing the look on Stacie’s face, I suppose she could be a bit scary.

A tug on my arm pulls me out of my thoughts, “Let’s watch a movie! You brought some, right?” Her earlier fear seems to fall aside as her mom leaves.

Dumping my bag on the couch, I sift through a few DVDs, holding the cases up like playing cards.

“You know it!”

The evening continues in moviegoing bliss as we watch movie after movie. It is just like being at a theater!

Stacie belches loudly, placing her 3rd soda and 2nd bag of popcorn onto the coffee table.

The little cherub now lives in a kingdom of sticky paper and aluminum.

“Wanna watch this one next?” As the credits roll, she holds up a cartoony-looking movie about a young girl and a blue alien.

I shake my head. “That’s a baby alien movie, let’s watch a real one!” Rummaging through my pack I produce a serious-looking movie with crop circles on the cover.

“It’s not a baby movie! It’s good!” She playfully shoves me, the sugar rush now in full effect.

I play along, “Is too!” I hold my DVD at her like a ninja star.

“It’s dumb!” She swats my case with her own.

“Nuh-uh!” I get crafty, pelting her with bits of popcorn left at the bottom of my bag.

She smacks the kernels out of the air with an artful swing of the couch pillow. Following through with a bonk on my head!

“Hey!” I grasp the cushion on my side and unleash my ultimate attack! Swinging wide I—!

*CRASH*

We both freeze. A series of quick thuds accompanies the arrival of Aunt Tina.

“What on Earth is going on in here?”

Taking in the destruction around us, it looks like a bomb went off. Nearly empty soda cans and popcorn bags were swept off the table in the fallout of my ultimate attack. The clean carpet is now spattered with sugary brown soda and greasy kernels.

There in the mess, was the glassy head of a baby.

“I can clean it up! I’m so sorry! I—” Stacie’s stammering trails off as she notices the cherub, or at least what remains of it.

“Who did it?” Aunt Tina’s face shown an unrecognizable emotion.

Neither of us spoke.

“I asked… who broke this?” She holds the statue up for us to see. The glass figure looked especially pathetic now. Just a headless fat baby.

She turns to me, “Was it you, dear? I just want—”

“It was me!” Stacie interrupts.

Like a wolf that’s just sniffed out its prey, she lost all interest in me and focused on her.

“We were playing around and he hit me with the pillow so I swung back but I… I…”

Aunt Tina’s smile scares me, her lips narrowing into a razor-thin line.

“My room. Now.”

Stacie’s eyes grow wide, “No! Wait, I’ll clean it up I—”

“Do not argue with me, young lady. We’ll worry about your mess later. For now, we need to go…”— her brow furrows, eyes darting to me before focusing back on her daughter— “We need to teach you some respect.”

My cousin’s eyes widen even more to white saucers. “You said you wouldn’t! Not while he’s here! You can’t—”

Skirting past the trash, Aunt Tina grips Stacie’s slender forearm and jerks her towards the kitchen.

She looks down at me as my cousin fights against her grip. “Would you be a dear and pick up these cans and bags? We won’t be long, promise!” She smiles another strange smile.

Finding my voice, I call out. “But… she didn’t... “ My voice cracks, I want to own up to my crimes. I was the one that knocked everything over. Not her.

I watch uselessly as Aunt Tina drags Stacie to the other side of the house, promising she’d clean it all up and even glue the statue back together along the way. Those pleas cut short by the slam of a door further down the dark hallway opposite the kitchen.

Incredibly uncomfortable and more than a bit guilty, I clean the cans and popcorn. It feels like an eternity passes since I hear anything, though it could have only been a few minutes. I gaze across the linoleum kitchen floor down the dark hallway. Being alone in a new house was never a fun experience no matter the circumstances and these were some of the worst. Creeping into the kitchen, I peer past the counter and see a sliver of light amidst the encroaching shadow.

Before I can stop myself, my feet begin moving towards it.

“NO! NOT THE—!”

My stomach drops as a sudden high-pitched plea rings out from beyond, silenced as quickly as it began with a dull slap. I find myself left alone with the silence again.

Not entirely alone, looking around I see family photos along the walls. My aunt and Stacie, smiling together with an older woman I don’t recognize. Further down the hall another photo, yellowed by time, depicts a small girl with curly brown hair and green eyes standing next to a slightly older girl with feathered hair. My mom and Aunt Tina. They stood on opposite sides of a domineering woman that looked to have been in her 40s. Her straight brown hair and piercing eyes seemed to stare directly into my soul. Was this my grandmother? I knew she must exist but mom never spoke of her.

Breaking eye contact with the scary woman, I realize I’m standing right outside of the source of the light. A slightly cracked doorway to a bedroom. A woman sits on the floor, the back of her grey sweatshirt faces me as she rocks back and forth on the carpet. My eyes follow the top of her head and down her back before I realize what’s wrong with the picture.

She isn’t wearing pants!

I instinctively cover my eyes, she wasn’t just pantless! My aunt wasn’t wearing any underwear either! I peek through my fingers to confirm my suspicions. Her pale bare bottom presses against the cream-colored carpet, like two fleshy water balloons sitting side-by-side.

“I told you what would happen and did you listen? No, you never listen!” She grinds her backside into the carpeting, enunciating each syllable in a singsong fashion.

Had she spotted me? I step away, preparing to run if necessary.

A strange feeling stops me, I knew it was wrong to spy on her like this. But I couldn’t help noticing the size of her butt! It was like in those pictures from the magazines they had to keep in the plastic wrap at the convenience store. Except none of those girls had a butt nearly as big as Aunt Tina! She’s always been a round lady, especially in the waist, but this was ridiculous!

At that moment, a strange color catches my eye. Where her backside met the carpet I notice a tuft of hair sticking out. Since when did Aunt Tina have a tail?

I stifle a scream. That’s no tail. It’s a ponytail!

Tied with a pink hair tie!

“I think you’ve earned a break,” The massive backside shifts, revealing the top of Stacie’s head.

My cousin, who I’d just been laughing and pillow fighting with, the one that took the fall for me when I broke the statue, was currently wedged so far up her own mother’s butt crack that only her ponytail stuck out!

*GASP*

Rapid inhales erupt from the girl on the floor.

“Through your nose, not your mouth! Don’t make me have to remind you again!” Aunt Tina commands.

*sniff sniff*

Panicked panting shifts to obedient sniffing of that assuredly smelly place. She sniffs till her breathing begins to normalize.

“Well? Anything to say for yourself?”

Is this the same woman that had made us popcorn? The nice woman that always gave me $50 for Christmas? I knew mom said her sister could be a bit strict but this was ridiculous! Mom would never do anything like this to me no matter what!

Stacie sniffled, “I’m… I’m sorry for breaking grandma’s statue.”

Aunt Tina lowers a bit, eliciting a sharp whimper. “You’re sorry and what?”

“Sorry and… not going to do it again?” There’s a confused lilt to her voice.

“You disrespected me in front of your cousin! You know, your grandma had a saying when I was your age. ‘Loose lips are better off pressed into a tight pucker.’” She reaches behind her back and spreads her massive cheeks.

My innocence vanishes at the sight, a few dotted flecks of toilet paper adorned the rosy interior of her buttcrack. A slightly darker puffy pink donut hovers over Stacie’s panicked face.

“Trust me, when my momma did this to me I hated it too. But this is for your own good.” She shifts, pressing the donut towards her daughter’s lips.

“No! It’s gross! I don’t wanna kiss—” The massive cheeks drop, engulfing Stacie inside before she could finish her sentence. The image of her green eyes going wide as her button nose sank into Aunt Tina’s stinking anus burned itself into my brain. Just like that, the room went silent and Aunt Tina regained her tail.

“Hardheaded as usual, you can stay in there till you learn some respect. We’ll try again in a few minutes.” She grinds back and forth till her cheeks touch the carpet.

I felt nauseous, I can’t believe she’d do this to her daughter! My best friend! I need to help, I need to save her from that nasty prison!

But I don’t know what to do! Should I call the cops or should I call my mom? Stacie’s muffled screams start as Aunt Tina holds her in place beneath her. She grips her forearms and holds them tightly over her bare thighs, locking her in place. Seconds pass as a pit forms in my stomach.

“Stop snorting into my asshole, girl! You’re just as wild as that sister of mine!” She shifts her massive backside around Stacie’s face.

“Where are your lips? Forehead, eye, nose… there we go!” She stops shifting and wiggles left and right.

She was talking about her sister. So my mom? Mom never talks about her childhood, maybe this was why? Did her mom do stuff like this to her?

Aunt Tina leans forward like she’s touching her toes. “Now that I’m comfy, how bout a little story about your Aunt Christy?” She laughs, pressing Stacie’s flailing legs flat against the floor.

“Lessee… I was about your cousin’s age. So your aunt was just a bit older.”

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“Tina! Get your ass in gear and come help your mother, girl!” Mom’s voiced booms at me over the radio.

I flop off the couch, knowing better than to keep her waiting. “Coming mama!”

Hustling down the hallways I can already hear the telltale sounds of big sis having a rough time. Rolling my eyes, I wonder what that good-for-nothing has done now?

The scene in Christy’s room reminds me of a wrestling match. Posters of cool guys stare down at mom and big sis going at it. Mama had Christy pinned by her shoulders, her hair now a disaster. Her black ribbon lay on the floor with a few strawberry blonde hairs still attached.

“Well? Whatcha gawking at, you idiot? Help me!”

Mom gestures to my sister, I nod and assume the position. Placing my knees on either side of Christy’s head, I make her look up to the ceiling just like we practiced.

“No! Tina stop! We don’t have to let her keep doing this! Push mom off! Help me!” Big sis looks up at me, her green blouse as disheveled as her makeup. I look to mama, trying to avoid her gaze.

Patting me on the head, mama smiles. “Glad at least one of my girls has her head on right.” Her smile vanishes as she drops her gaze.

“Dad wouldn’t let you do this to us!” Christy screams.

Mama unbuttons the front of her jeans. “While your father is off in ‘nam, I’m in charge of things around here. That means you will learn to respect me. I should think you know what that means by now. Hold her steady, Tina.”

I nod, keeping Christy’s struggling head between my thighs as mama kicks off her jeans.

Dull to seeing her like this during these last few weeks, I did my best to avoid looking at her privates. A luxury big sis wasn’t about to have.

Mom wastes little time after getting her jeans off. Placing a knee on either side of Christy’s chest she plops down on her mid-scream.

“I swear I just don’t know what’s gonna get through to you, girl.” She presses against my lap where big sis is struggling something fierce deep within her tanned backside. From my point of view, I could only see the top of her forehead next to mom’s cheeks.

“What was is this time, mama?” I used to feel bad for her but she was bringing on herself at this point. This was the fourth time this month she had to go in mama’s butt and we were all getting sick of this rebellious streak.

Mama spreads her cheeks a bit and gets comfy, “Mr. Florence called and said she’s been falling asleep in class again. Normally I wouldn’t care but the girl had the nerve to blame me! Do you have any idea how embarrassing it is having to promise a grown man that I can discipline my girls?” She grinds down hard as she enunciates the word embarrassing.

I gasp, “A call from the teacher?”

That’s as bad as it gets. One time Mr. Simmons called home about me skipping PE. Not only did she make me do the entire 90-minute exercise with her, but she also made me spend another 90 minutes soaking up her nasty butt sweat from it while she sipped a beer!

Needless to say, I never skipped gym again, unlike my dummy of a sister, I learned to respect our mama the first time.

Between my thighs and mom’s butt, big sis screamed every curse word in the book. At least I think they were curse words, most of it just sounded like gibberish into mama’s crack.

“Those disrespectful lips of yours would be better off pressed into a tight pucker, girl!” Mom lifts and gives sis a breather.

Looking down at my sister, her pretty blonde hair matted to her forehead and cheeks, her eyes squinted up at the light. They seem to adjust and stare in disgust as mama taps a finger against her backdoor. We all know just what pucker she’s talking about.

Christy snorts and tries to buck the two of us off, “You’re both sick in the head! I’m not like Tina! I won’t kiss your nasty asshole!” She spits up at me, a thin mist dusting my face.

That defiant little nose vanished right up that nasty asshole as she called it.

“Hard-headed as ever, just like your father. Why can’t you be more like your sister?” Mom smiles at me.

“Trust me you two, when you have brats of your own someday you’ll be thankful for your mama teaching you how to discipline’em!” I nod as big sis groans.

“Can I go back in the living room, now?” I ask.

She gives a thumbs up. “You’re dismissed.”

I knew she had her under control at this point and I had better things to do than sit around for this. I close the door as big sis starts thrashing around again, I hope she’ll snap out of this phase soon.

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Staring up at the stern photo of the woman in the hallway photo, I understood why mom never talks about grandma.

*sniff sniff*

Realizing I’d sat in rapt attention to Aunt Tina’s horror story, I forgot that my best friend was going through one of her own! Stacie’s sniffing echos throughout the room the moment Aunt Tina spreads to give her a break.

“Well, missy? Ready to do the right thing?” She coos.

Her voice barely audible beneath the meaty cheeks, “I’ll— I’ll do it. I’ll be good.”

“I knew I didn’t raise a fool. Trust me, when you have brats of your own you’ll be thanking me!” She sat upright, expectantly thrusting herself towards Stacie’s mouth.

“Can I just kiss on the cheek?” A hint of optimism in her voice.

The sternness returned to Aunt Tina, “You know where those lips gotta go. Ask another stupid question like that and I’m sending your right back up there nose first, little lady.”

“No, please! I’m doing it, I’m… doing it!” She whimpers.

Morbid curiosity getting the better of me, I crack the door just a bit more. Just in time to see Stacie’s lips come into contact with the pink donut.

“Oh come on. Again. Like you mean it.”

Stacie convulses beneath her, “What? No! I did it! I kissed your—”

Another meaty slap and she’s back between those cheeks.

“I gave you a chance. If that’s your idea of a kiss, I’m never getting grandkids.” She sighs.

Stacie’s heels hammer into the carpeting, now throwing a full-on tantrum.

“So disrespectful! Where are your lips, you brat?” She adjusts on her face, rubbing back and forth before stopping and dropping sharply. “There. Now, this is the kind of kiss I’m talking about. Pay attention!” Aunt Tina slid in a clockwise circle, rubbing her butthole against her daughter’s lips.

*THUD*

My heart leaps into my throat, looking down, I see the photo of the scary woman resting on the floor. I must have accidentally knocked it off the wall leaning in for a peek!

“Holy shit— I mean oh my goodness! Is someone out there? Chris honey, is that you?” Aunt Tina’s voice calls out to me but I’m long gone. My feet carried me in the opposite direction without my realizing it, I pray she had no idea what I just saw. I curse my cowardice for leaving Stacie back there. I could have been her hero!

Returning to the living room, I dive headfirst onto the couch and try to purge my brain of everything butt-related. Aunt Tina’s butt, Stacie’s ponytail sticking out of it, her lips on the pink donut, the nightmare story. Staring up at the monster television, I see the event on the screen! I shut my eyes tightly and open them again, it’s gone.

Minutes passed as I sit in stunned silence. My cousin, marched by Aunt Tina, emerges from the kitchen and sits on the couch beside me.

“See! That wasn’t so bad!” Aunt Tina pats her head.

Placing a hand on my shoulder, she looks into my eyes, “Sometimes mistakes happen. Stacie did the right thing by owning up to them.” Too afraid to return her gaze, I stare at the blank TV screen and mutter a noncommittal “Yes ma’am”.

After she excuses herself to the bathroom, an awkward silence like no other permeates the air.

I break it, “Thanks for taking the fall for me… you okay?”

She turns to me and smiles sheepishly.

“Don’t worry! It wasn’t too bad, she just put me in time-out for a bit. I’m fine!”

I suppose in a way she wasn’t lying.

She holds up the DVD I’d suggested before the pillow fight. “Let’s watch this one!”

The rest of the evening went by without incident.

“Chris hun? Your mama’s here.” Aunt Tina calls from the kitchen.

Stacie managed to loosen up a bit, but the hug she gives me as we part is still a bit awkward.

“Let’s… go to my house next time. Okay?”

She nods.

“C’mon Chris, let’s not leave big sis waiting. I’ll walk you out.” She stands by the door as I get my bag together. I say one more goodbye to Stacie before heading out onto the lawn.

“Thanks for letting me come over Aunt—”

“Let’s not tell anyone about what we saw today, okay? Not your mom, not Stacie, no one.”

I froze. She knew.

“I… I… Uh.”

She waves to mom while whispering, “If I find out you did, you’re going in time-out ne

Sunday, March 17, 2024

Family Farts by bilaman70 PART 1

 

 

 


 

 

 

Daniel was a boy with a slim figure. He lived in a household of 4. It contained him, two sisters and his single mom. Rachel, his first older sister has brunette hair that runs down to her lower back and a decent ass and boobs, but had really really bad farts. His oldest sister was named Melissa and had brown hair with blond streaks that ran down to her ass, and a very curvy body and farts that lived up to it. His mother named Janice had black hair running a little past her shoulder blades, and a huge ass but lacked in boobs. Daniel had never really smelled her farts as she is embarrassed to fart around them.

Daniels sisters on the other hand would fart all the time. They would pride in theirs and have competitions. Daniel hated their farts. He has never taken a fart point blank range thankfully. That is until recently.

Rachel was having a sleepover at their house with her friend named Emma. Emma had blonde hair and was stunning in Daniels eyes. He didn’t get to see her much because they were locked up in Rachels room. Melissa spent a little bit of time with them during the night. Melissa later popped into Daniel’s room as he was watching a movie.

“Hey do you wanna come play truth or dare with me Rachel and her friend?”

“I guess so?” Daniel didn’t know whether to be excited or not as he would be in a room full of girls. He didn’t know what they would do to him

They entered together and the first thing he noticed was Emma. She was standing and talking with Rachel, her back to them. He noticed how much her ass stuck out in the leggings she wore. Her tank top made her cleavage pop out equally as much.

“Oh hi. My name is Emma!”

“Hello. My name is Daniel.”

They locked eyes and stared for about 3 seconds before looking away. They sat in a circle on Rachel’s floor and began. Melissa was asked first and picked dare. She had went through with what she was told, and drank toilet water right from the bathroom.

Daniel now had a sense of how bad their dares could be and got nervous.

“Daniel, now it’s your turn.”

“Ummmm Emma. Truth or dare?”

“Truth”

“What’s the grossest thing you’ve ever done in your whole life?”

“Probably when I accidentally sat on my brother.”

“Huh? Doesn’t seem that gross.” Responded Rachel.

“Yeah not really until you learn it was right on his face.”

“Eeewwwwww wtf” Melissa chimed in.

They did a dare or truth each one more time. Then it came to Melissas turn.

“Emma. Truth or dare?”

Emma, feeling bold, picked dare.

“I dare you to sit on Daniels face.”

“WHAT?!?!” Responded both Emma and Daniel simultaneously.

“If you don’t, we have a really bad punishment for the loser.” Said Melissa

“Fine.”

The three girls grabbed Daniel as he struggled and laid him on the floor. Emma straddled his chest, causing Daniel to start pounding on her back. Rachel grabbed both his arms and held them backwards.

“Stop struggling Daniel. Otherwise I’ll sit on you to.” Responds Rachel.

Daniel stopped and laid still. He didn’t want Rachel, let alone Emma to sit on his face. He prepared himself as Emma slowly lowered her self down.

Her ass engulfed Daniels face, and his airflow was cut off. He was smothered more by her cheek then ass crack so he couldn’t smell it or breathe in general.

She rubbed her ass around just rub it in (pun intended) that she was sitting on him. 10 seconds later and she lifted. Daniels face was beet red from embarrassment. They continued on with a couple more rounds. Then it was Rachel’s turn.

“Melissa. I dare YOU to sit on Daniels face.”

Daniel started freaking out, as he didn’t want to end up under yet another ass that night.

“And” Rachel Continued. “You also have to fart on his face.”

“Ummmmmm. Alright fine. Come here Daniel.”

Daniel tried to ran away but was instantly grabbed by Rachel and Emma. He was forcefully laid across the floor again.

Rachel and Emma held his arms down, and then as Daniel looked up, Melissas ass came into view.

 

PART 2

Once Daniel was laid on the floor, held down by Emma and Rachel, Melissa got ready. She straddled my chest, facing toward Daniel’s face.

“Remember” said Rachel. “You have to fart to.”

“Got it. It might be a few minutes. I don’t really feel farts brewing quite yet. But you know how gassy I am. I’m sure one will come soon.” Said Melissa

She scooted forward a little bit, her pussy resting on his chin.

“3 2 1 GO.” Yelled Emma

Melissa moved forward and pressed down. Her pussy was just below his eyes, and the stench emitting from it was burning his eyes. His mouth was closed off by her ass.

“Does she even shower?” Daniel thought. “She reeks horribly”

She started grinding back and forth, trying to shake out a fart. Daniel was in personal hell, and regretted ever coming in to play, but was now stuck and couldn’t leave. Who knows what torment he would put up with from them here on out.

He opened his eyes and saw his sister looking down at him, her brown hair dangling just above his forehead. He could barely breathe through his nose, but with every inhale, he smelled just how nasty she was. It was as if she only showered once a month, and was constantly sweating down there.

She continued grinding, bringing her pussy below his nose, then up to cover his eyes. Daniels face was coated in Melissa’s ass sweat. He couldn’t take it anymore and tried to break free. Emma and Rachel noticed his struggling and held him tighter.

“Ooohhh here it comes.” Said Melissa after about 5 minutes of sitting on Daniel.

Daniel prepared for impact. She straightened back up and rested with her asshole on his upper lip. He could feel her asshole puckering like it was kissing him (I guess it technically was).

Then it stopped. Daniel could feel Melissa struggling to push it out up above. And then

BBBRBRRAAAPP

Daniel could feel the fart rip out of her ass and spread across his face. Most of it was forced up his nose, some even going into his mouth. Melissa sat full weight, trapping the fart in. She sat down for another minute so Daniel could truly take in the fart. She lifted and he tried to run, but the girls still held him down.

“Now that they got to sit on your face, it’s my turn.” Said Rachel.

“Please no. Please please don’t sit on me again.” Sobbed Daniel, but to no avail.

“I’m going to one way or another. Now you get to choose. Do I sit down with my pajama pants on or with out them.”

“NONE. LEAVE ME ALONE.”

“If you don’t pick, I will.”

“F*CK YOU GUYS.”

“Wrong choice. I pick without.” Said Rachel

She walked over to Daniel and stood over him. Daniel looked up as she took of her pajama bottoms, and to his horror, she wasn’t wearing panties. He could see her asshole and noticed how wet and grimy it was. She took them of and straddled his chest. Daniel could smell how bad her ass was, and was terrified. She moved backwards and blanketed Daniels face with her bare sweaty ass.

Out stretching her legs, she sat full weight not caring how much pain he was in. Now keep in mind, Rachel has the worst farts in the family, and Daniel didn’t like being under her even if she was clean.

Her first fart came, with a loud impact spreading across his face. The fart lasted about 10 seconds in total. Daniel started gagging into her ass, almost vomiting. Rachel put her feet under his head so that it would be stuck in her crack. Melissa sat on Daniels crotch while Emma sat on his chest.

Rachel was rubbing her ass sideways and upwards on his face smearing her grime all over him.

All the girls were laughing at poor Daniel as he was tortured. Not long after their mom, Janice, walked in. The site she saw froze her.

Her jaw hung open as she stared at her oldest daughter sitting on her sons crotch while Emma sat on his chest, and worst of all, her daughter Rachel was butt naked sitting on her sons face.

Rachel hadn’t noticed her yet and let the biggest fart ever out right onto Daniels face. She turned around and noticed her mom, all happening in about 1 second

Janice’s mouth opened to say something that shocked the girls.

 

PART 3

Then Janice opened her mouth and said something that shocked them.

“WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU DANIEL!” Janice screamed. “IS THIS YOUR SECRET FETISH?!? YOUR SUCH A PERVERT. THERE YOUR SISTER AND HER FRIEND AND YOUR PUTTING YOUR FACE IN THEIR PRIVATES!”

They all stumbled off of Daniels almost unconscious body and stood to their feet. Daniel was slow to get up. He looked into her eyes and it seemed like her gaze burned a whole right through his head.

“They forced me to do this mom. You gotta believe me.”

“Umm” Melissa stepped in. “Actually, little Daniel here came into our sleepover and confessed he wanted us to do this. He told us he wanted a woman to do it to him but he said he that you wouldn’t do it because you were his mom.”

“THATS NOT TRUE!”

“Well I never thought my son would be sick a pervert. Why don’t you follow me Daniel. You need to be punished.”

Daniel was grabbed by his mom and dragged to her room. The other three laughed as he was forcefully dragged into his image of torture. He had a very good idea on what he would do as a "punishment"

They reached her room and he was thrown onto her bed. His mom was wearing tight pajama pants that made her ass pop. She pulled off her shirt to reveal no bra.

As Daniel stared at his moms boobs she walked over to him. She crawled over him on all her fours. She lined her boobs up right over his face and lowered. As he was smothered completely by his moms breasts he tried calling for help. All that did was open his mouth more and she forcefully shoved her nipple in.

“SUCK RIGHT NOW OR THIS WILL LAST LONGER!”

He immediately started sucking on her nipple. About 15 minutes for each nipple later she got off. She sat on his crotch and laid her legs out on either side of his head.

“Maybe this will get the thoughts of mommy dominating you out of your head.”

She shoved one foot over his nose and the other on his lips. She demanded he opened up and he did. She shoved her toes deep in his mouth as he gagged on the cheesy taste of her toe jam. He new right away what to do.

He stuck out his tongue and lapped up the toe jam in between each toe. He carefully suck the individual toes. This kept up for 30 minutes. He moved onto the other foot and did the same. He thought the taste would never leave but was quickly proven wrong.

“Now for the main part of your punishment.”

She turned around and revealed her bare sweaty stinky ass to Daniel. She must’ve taken off her pants while he was licking. She squatted above his face while he was squirming to get out. She pulled each cheek apart and Daniel could see how unclean her ass was. Her brown eye stared at him. She quickly slammed down and released her cheeks enclosing his face in her ass.

He was quickly introduced to her sweat and stink. It was really really rotten and was incredibly sweaty. He was smothered underneath his own moms monster bare asscheeks. How could his life get any worse.

She rubbed her ass all around his face, and lots of her sweat filled his mouth. The sweat had been boiled by her cheeks and tasted like shit. This was definitely worse than her feet. He couldn’t breathe and started struggling.

“No no no. Not yet Daniel. This is a punishment. I’ll let you breathe when I want you to.”

She stayed sat on his face for another minute before leaning forward. Daniel took in lots of air. The was the only clean air he had in about three minutes. He was able to breathe but barely while under her. The little air he got was straight from under her ass.

“Ooohhh I think I feel a fart coming.”

She spread her ass again and slammed back down. His head was once again closed into her ass. He heard a low rumble coming from her stomach. Not shortly after she let out a brassy fart right into his nose.

BBRRRRAAAPPPPTTTTTT

The 6 second fart let itself out as she sighed in relief. He quickly sniffed it up as he had no other choice of air as he suffered under the giant ass on top of him. He suffered through lots more farts over the course of 45 minutes. She lifted off him one last time.

“Will that teach you not to stick your face in people’s asses?”

“But I didn’t. They forced me please mom believe me.”

“Nah ah ah. We can’t be having this.”

She sat right back down and released another fart. She got up after 5 minutes again.

“Now I’m gonna release you but if I ever catch you sticking your face up another girls ass again you’ll be sorry.”

He walked out of the room and was about to enter his own. Right before he got to his, he was pulled into his sisters room right across the hallway. He looked up as Emma locked the door and saw all three girls stripped butt naked.

 

PART 4

As Daniel was thrown onto the ground he blacked out. He woke again about 30 minutes later. He tried sitting up but to no avail. He looked around and noticed he was in his sister Rachel’s room and naked. He was on her bed on his back and tied up. Emma and his sisters were sitting around him watching a movie, and were all naked.

“WHAT THE FUCK. LET ME OUT!”

“Ooooohh looks like somebody’s awake!” Said Melissa gleefully.

She turned around and jumped onto his chest. Daniel could feel her bare ass flesh rub on him and was slightly aroused. The other two girls did the same. He had the combined weight of the three resting on his chest and legs.

“We know what mom did to you. We will keep continuing to smother you but we’ll try to keep it a secret.”

She was facing Daniel and moved forward a little. Melissas pussy was rubbing on his chin and she moaned. She scooched forward and rested onto his face. Her pussy covered his nose and eyes while her ass rested on his mouth. His mouth was sealed so he was forced to smell her pussy. He gave up on trying to fight them as it never turned out good.

She farted onto his face and it pooled up to his nostrils. She sat a little more forward so her asshole was directly above his mouth. Then she muttered a single word.

“Lick.”

“MMMMPPPHHHH.” Daniel protested.

“I SAID LICK. NOW.”

He listened and stuck out his tongue. She pressed down so his tongue was squished in her ass. He recoiled and pulled his tongue back in because of the taste and sweat. It was salty and tasted ike she hadn’t taken a shower for at least a few days.

Rachel noticed he wasn’t listening and slapped his penis. He stuck his tongue out again. This time he kept it there. He was just holding it in one spot. It was resting right on her pucker. Melissa was impatient and started grinding back and forth because Daniel was taking too long. She farted occasionally directly into his mouth.

10 minutes of licking passes and Melissa gets off. He gasps for air and is able to see again. A few seconds later and he feels another weigh smush his face. He looks up to see Emma’s breasts and some of her face.

“My turn!”

Daniel stuck his tongue out. This time he was licking a pussy. He stuck his tongue in and out of her, and back and forth. Emma was surprised he was doing more than he did for Melissa. Maybe it was because they weren’t related but Melissa and him were. She turned around and Daniel got a good view of her ass.

Seconds later she slammed down. His oxygen was cut off as he was buried under her cheek. She adjusted and now his nose was crammed into her crack. He could breathe in through only his nose, but any air he got was tainted. It smelled like shit and was very grimy in her crack. He stuck his tongue out and cleaned her crack. He wasn’t told to but knew he would’ve been.

Emma farted directly on his nose. It was an amazing 10 second fart. Daniel breathed it in.

“Huh. Weird. I can’t smell a thing.” Retorted Emma.

Daniel had breathed the entire thing in. He felt it more arousing then before.

“What the hell is happening to me?!” Thought Daniel. “I actually kinda enjoyed that?!”

She farted again. This was longer and beefier than the last. Again he breathed it all in.

“Oooooh someone likes you Emma.” Rachel popped in. “Danny’s got a boner.”

Emma looked up and saw Rachel sitting on Daniels dick. She got off and sat on his chest. Melissa sat onto Daniels dick as Rachel got off. Rachel crawled over to Daniel. Normally he would be terrified, except, he wasn’t? He was more excited?

Rachel turned around and showed off her giant ass. Easily the biggest of the three girls. She dropped it onto his face and pulled her ass cheeks apart. His face slid deep into her crack and he found his nose inside of her asshole. Without hesitation he stuck out his tongue and pushed it deep into her pussy. She moaned and started grinding. She moved forward and placed her asshole inside his mouth. She let out a behemoth of a fart into his mouth. He closed and swallowed the whole thing. She moved back again and put his nose back into her asshole using it like a butt plug. She let out yet another massive fart and he waisted no time in sniffing it all up. He was actually getting turned on by it and grew a massive boner. Melissa noticed and stuck it into her asshole and started bouncing up and down. With all three girls on him, one farting on his face, one riding his dick, and another sitting on his chest, he got turned on so much. Without warning he came into Melissas asshole. It was around midnight and he pleasured all the three girls till they released their juices. Will all of them satisfied, he went to bed for the night.

 

Friday, January 19, 2024

Fiona's New Slave by AnUnturned

 

 

 

 


 

Navigating a swamp could be a difficult task, even for a seasoned explorer (which Mat was not). There were blood sucking mosquitos, vines that coiled like snakes around your limbs, and sunken bogs waiting to trap anyone not carefully watching their feet. Travelling through it in the dark would have been downright dangerous; that was why Mat had thought himself so lucky when he had found the small wooden house deep in the trees, glad to have shelter from the wilderness for the night.

With his head buried in the ass of an ogress, however, he did not feel very lucky.

BRRRRRrrrrrrraaaaauuuuuuppppppp!

Fiona hummed happily in her sleep and gently wiggled her buttocks, satisfied with her release. She had red hair and green skin, and a large frame; over six feet tall with a thick pear-shaped body and pudgy waist, powerful arms and broad thighs – but most prominent was her enormous ass, with its giant jiggling moons for cheeks and a canyon of an ass crack. And it was in this dirty canyon that Mat lay choking on her latest fart.

He almost screamed. This was not the first of her farts he had been forced to inhale, or even the thirty-first; but no matter how many times he smelled them, he never got used to the gut-churning stench. He wanted to squirm and kick and wrench his way free of his stinking prison; but he was terrified of waking Fiona, and of what punishment he might suffer for disturbing her. So instead he calmed himself, took slow, laboured breaths, and continued to plan his escape.

Even when she wasn’t farting, Fiona’s ass smelled foul. She seemed to be sweating constantly, giving her cheeks a tangy, salty flavour, and there was a strong scent of acrid poo wafting from the centre. Though Mat had no desire to confirm it, he suspected there were brown streaks around her asshole. And somehow, despite his constant sniffing, he was never able to fully eliminate the smell of her gas. Every fart hung slightly in the air and remained trapped with him under the covers, creating a miasma of stink.

Mat remembered how happy he had been to meet Fiona, only a few hours ago. Terrified of spending the night without shelter, he had been overjoyed when she had appeared from the woods and offered to let him stay, and had blissfully ignored the mischievous grin on her face. For a while they had simply sat and talked in her home; she had a kind voice and laughed easily at his tales, and Mat had misjudged her to be a sweet, gentle person. It was at dinner that everything had gone wrong.

“Phew! I’m stuffed,” Fiona had sighed, sitting back and patting her belly, which was bulging slightly after her huge meal.

“Me too,” Mat agreed, though he had eaten only a quarter of what she had. They had shared an unusual meal of cheese, beans, broccoli and other assorted vegetables… Though he had not realised it at the time, they were all foods that would be sure to induce gas. “Thanks again for letting me stay like this.”

“Oh, it’s no trouble,” she smiled at him. “In fact I’m glad for the company. Most humans seem to avoid this place for some reason.” Suddenly a loud growl rumbled through the room and Fiona patted her stomach again. Mat raised his eyebrows.

“Still hungry?”

“Not exactly.” She leaned to the side slightly and lifted a leg.

PRRRRrrrrrrppppp!

An airy fart blasted out onto the seat and she sat back down. Mat was taken aback slightly but managed a small smile.

“Sorry about that. These foods always do this to me,” she said calmly, staring directly at him, waiting for his reaction.

“No, that’s ok – “he began to reply, but stopped halfway. The smell had wafted over toward him and he physically gagged; this was the worst thing he had ever smelt, and with every passing second it seemed to be getting stronger.

“What’s the problem? It’s just a fart.” said Fiona, getting up and walking toward him. Eyes watering, he held his shirt to his nose, but the smell seeped through regardless. “Are you saying I stink?”

He shook his head desperately but couldn’t speak; the fart was still spreading like a cloud across the room and every time he opened his mouth he wheezed. Fiona stood directly behind him and placed her hands on his shoulders. He could feel the strength in her huge hands and for the first time recognized the sheer size difference between them. Unable to get up, he craned his neck to look up at her, pleading with his eyes. She looked down at him and smiled, then with one hand, reached behind and up her dress.

Ppprrrpp!

Cupping her hand around her asshole she let loose a short, sharp poot. Then she leaned forward and pressed the hand into Mat’s face. It was disgusting – creamy and eggy, and far more potent than her first. She was so big that she could easily cover his mouth with her hand while still pressing the fart into his nose, and with her free arm she restrained him as he writhed and struggled to get free. “It’s ok,” she murmured softly as she embraced him. “It’s ok. Breathe deep now. Nice, long breaths.” With no other option he inhaled her thick gas. As he did he felt the strength leave his limbs; her stink was sapping his energy. After a minute she let him go and he slumped forward – barely conscious, it was all he could do not to collapse.

Fiona picked him up and walked to her bedroom. Mat, still woozy, could offer no resistance and simply watched as she set him down, closed the door and began undressing. She removed her green dress and shoes first, then her white bra and panties, which she placed into a dresser on the side. Then she turned toward him and placed a hand on her huge round cheek. “You’ll be spending the night with me, honey.” She said with a smirk. “Don’t worry, though; you’ll have a comfortable pillow.” She pulled him onto the bed and lay on her stomach. Then with one hand she lifted a cheek and with the other shoved his head into her crack; finally she pulled the covers over both of them, sealing him in her stink.

Face to face with the very source of the foul air that was tormenting him, Mat regained some of his energy, and began again to squirm and shout. Fiona let him wriggle for a few moments before blasting him with another hot fart. “Time to go to bed now baby. I’m a pretty heavy sleeper, but if you manage to wake me up, I’ll be mad.” As she spoke she rolled onto her back, and Mat rolled with her; her cheeks sank slightly and spread across his face, and he felt their heavy weight press against him. True to her word though, they were quite soft and comfortable. “Oh, and if I wake up tomorrow and you’re not in my ass, there’ll be a severe punishment. Sweet dreams!” With that she closed her eyes, and was shortly asleep.

Some hours had passed since then, and all Mat could do was inhale her pungent aroma, and think about what he should do. He was terrified of making her angry, but at the same time, this might be his only chance to escape! She might let him go in the morning, but if she didn’t, he couldn’t handle any more time in her butt. In the end he resolved himself; at the least, he had to make an attempt at freedom.

Mat waited patiently until Fiona grunted and rolled over onto her side, so one leg was bent out in front of her and the other lay straight. This, he had decided, was his best opportunity to get out. Her meaty cheeks still had a firm grip on his head, but this was the position in which their hold was loosest. Reaching up he grabbed a buttock with either hand and began to slowly pry them apart. It was not easy; with her thick frame it felt like trying to push boulders apart. He kept trying, however, and after some time, finally he felt he was making progress. Her cheeks parted a small distance, just enough for him to slide his head back and out – but suddenly Fiona mumbled something, and sat up slightly! Mat froze immediately, fear rising in his throat. For a few seconds the two were absolutely still. Then she mumbled again, farted, and lay still.

Mat was so relieved he was almost able to ignore the noxious gas assaulting him. Resuming his escape, he slid backward, inch by inch, and finally – after some time – popped free from her grasp. He took a second to celebrate, then crept out of the covers and onto the floor. Then he tiptoed carefully across the room, staring at Fiona for any sign of movement, until he at last reached the door. This was it. He reached out, grabbed the handle, turned and began to push…

But the door didn’t move. He stared at it for a minute, then tried again. Then again, a little more urgently. Eventually he was forced to accept reality; the door was locked. Mat was devastated. He had come so close, so incredibly close, only to find that he was screwed from the start. He could not give up yet, however. He searched the room, looking for anywhere that a key might be kept, but found nothing of interest. Growing desperate, he pulled open the dresser drawer, and almost collapsed from the stench. The drawer was crammed full of used panties, of many different colours (but all with brown streaks running down the back). Clearly Fiona was not washing her used clothes, simply stuffing them into a draw and switching them out at random.

He closed the drawer and turned away. He scanned the room again; but it was a small room, with little in it, and he had searched it completely twice over. Feeling his heart sink, he turned back to Fiona, and heard her earlier words echo again in his head. “If I wake up tomorrow and you’re not in my ass, there’ll be a severe punishment.” Stifling a sob, he realised what he had to do.

Fiona had rolled back onto her stomach; this would be the best time to do it. Mat slipped his head under the covers and choked, as he experienced again the horrific dutch oven she had built. He shimmied forward quickly but quietly until he was once more cheek-to-cheek with the ogress. He gazed sadly at her crack, before pulling apart her buttocks and exposing her brown hole. As he did so it hissed softly as a silent but deadly fart blew into his face, as though welcoming him home. Breathing deeply he planted his head against her, and settled in for the night.

Sleep did not come easily, however. Attempting to spare his nose, he tried for a while to breathe through his mouth, but when he did a fat cheek spilled into his mouth and coated his tongue in sweat; once he had pushed it out, she farted directly down his throat. He could almost taste the eggs she had eaten earlier. Following that he resigned himself to a night of sniffing her farts directly. Further, every time he began to doze off, her bowels would inevitably groan loudly, and he would awake with a start just in time for her to blast him with another fart.

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This one was thick, suffocating and cheesy, and brought tears to his eyes as he unwillingly sniffed it. Every time he thought he had experienced the worst smell of his life, she seemed to try and prove him wrong.

Dawn finally arrived after what felt like an eternity. The rays of the morning sun shone through the window and fell upon Fiona’s peaceful sleeping face. They did not reach Mat, however; beneath Fiona’s ass it was always dark. His only evidence that dawn had come was the sound of chirping birds, chirping noisily as they began their day. Fiona gave no sign that she intended to begin her day, though. As the birds twittered she mumbled incoherently, still dreaming, and rolled onto her side. She frowned slightly and lifted a leg, then released a powerful blast.

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Dry, airy, with a tang of cabbage. He despaired at how well acquainted he was becoming with her digestive tract. If he had not experienced it first hand, he would not have believed anyone was capable of producing such horrific farts, or so many. It was inhuman – but then, Fiona was an ogress.

After some hours her eyes fluttered open and she stretched her arms out. She gave a long yawn and scratched herself, and only then acknowledged the poor individual beneath her. “Good morning, Mat. Did you sleep well? I certainly did.” She sat upright, pressing more of her weight onto him, then crossed her legs and put both hands on her stomach, and stopped moving. She remained that way for around a minute, causing Mat to wonder what she was doing – some kind of meditation exercise? But then a deep rumble interrupted his thoughts.

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A colossal fart thundered out of her cheeks and into his unprepared face. This was the longest fart he had experienced so far, and also the most disgusting. As the hot air coated his nostrils he lost all control, beginning to writhe and scream, anything to avoid the poisonous gas assaulting his senses. Above, Fiona exhaled deeply and relaxed, smiling down at his futile struggle. “I always have pretty bad morning gas. Still, you should be used to them by now, right?” She laughed, hearing his muffled moan of disagreement. “I’ll just give you a moment to enjoy that last one.”

At long last she rose, pulling him free from her crack and leaving him to lie on the bed. Mat sucked in the (relatively) fresh air greedily, grateful for any kind of reprieve, while Fiona walked around the room, humming softly, dressing herself and preparing for the day. Once ready, she turned to face him, and her face turned to a mock scowl. “Still lying around? It’s time to get up, lazy bones!”

“Please,” he begged her. “Please, I… I did what you asked. Will you let me go home?”

“Don’t be silly, this is your home now! You’re going to stay here with me, and be my new ass toy. Isn’t that exciting?” She chuckled at his horrified expression before walking toward him and patting his head. “I know this must seem pretty scary for you. But given time, and with a little training, I know you’ll be a wonderful butt slave!” She turned her huge rear toward him and lifted her dress, just enough to expose the bottoms of her cheeks. “This is your first lesson, Mat. Put your head where you think it should go.”

His mind raced. He tried desperately to think of any way out, or some words that might persuade her, or anything – anything other than accepting this position. But he came up blank. All he could do was resolve not to give up hope; maybe in time, he would find a way to escape his slavery. She might let her guard down or slip up with security. But right now there was only one path to take. Mat closed his eyes, and leaned forward.


Sunday, December 10, 2023

Stepsister's Friends by Notemania

 


 

 

 

 

Max had just come home from a long school day. He was absolutely exhausted and was eager to unwind for the evening. There was just one problem, his stepsister Vanessa. Vanessa, along with her mother, had been tormenting poor Max for nearly a month at this point, with everyday being as bad as the last. School at least served as a break from her since he happened to be in more advanced classes and he generally knew how to avoid her in the halls, once the final bell of the day rang there was no escape.

As he came home, Max reluctantly walked to his room, which he unfortunately had to share with his sadistic bully of a stepsister. When he opened the door however, he was hit with a rather worrying surprise, as he was not only met with stepsister, but also two other girls, both with similar builds to her.

“Sup, Max.” Vanessa casually remarked as she noticed her brother standing at the door, paralyzed with fear, “What, you’ve never seen someone hanging out with friends? I guess I should have figured that since you’re such a loser. But yeah, I invited Lynn and Holly over.”

Max wanted to object, but she wasn’t exactly wrong. Even before Max moved away from his hometown, the boy never really had any friends. That wasn’t what concerned him however. He was more concerned with the fact that Vanessa of all people had friends. Pretty much everyone at school was terrified of her given her reputation, as while no one had it nearly as bad as Max, Vanessa had a pretty lengthy track record when it came to bullying her peers.

“So this is that “pathetic little brother” you’ve been talking about?” Lynn asked as she got up and walked towards Max in order to get a closer look at him. While Max should have objected to being called “little brother” since he was actually about a month older than Vanessa, he was too intimidated to do so and their difference in stature kind of justified it anyways, “You really weren’t exaggerating. Like, I’ve never seen someone this pathetic looking.”

“He’s kind of cute though.” Holly accidentally let slip, admittedly having a thing for meek boys.

“Ew, you are not into my loser brother!” Vanessa teased, amused by the prospect of her close friend finding her wimpy brother attractive.

“Why are you surprised? Holly’s always had shit taste in boys. Like, remember Steven?” Lynn replied, bringing up some guy Max was completely unfamiliar with. Assuming that the three girls were distracted, Max made an attempt at backing out into the hall, but to his terror Lynn apparently noticed this as she placed a hand on his shoulder as if to subtly coerce him to stay.

“Oh god don’t remind me! What’s your deal Holly?” Vanessa called out with laughter.

“I’m sorry! I like cute guys okay?” Holly explained with embarrassment.

“Whatever, just don’t let your feelings get in the way of our fun. Max is a toy, first and foremost. Now bring him here, will you Lynn.” Vanessa replied, with Lynn of course doing as she asked, lifting Max’s tiny body and carrying it over to her two friends before casually dropping him onto the bed.

“Now, watch this.” Max’s sadistic sister said as she grabbed him by the back of his head and shoved his face into her shapely ass, placing him in a position he was all too used to being in.

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“See? I told you he was pathetic.” Vanessa commented as she let out a fart onto the weaker boy, amusing her friends by making him squirm in disgust.

“Aww, he’s so helpless!” Holly remarked as she watched Max struggle, before awkwardly chuckling as her two friends looked in her direction.

“Damn, I get that your gas can be pretty bad, but that’s just pathetic. He’s acting like his face is burning or something!” Lynn joked.

“Well I did have a pretty spicy burrito at lunch, so it might as well be!” Vanessa replied, which led her two friends to burst out into laughter, “But yeah, he’s totally pathetic. You’d think that he’d be used to sniffing my farts by now, but he still freaks out when I shove his face in my ass.”

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“Either way, his pathetic face belongs in ass.” the cruel stepsister commented after blasting his face with a few farts before dropping him onto her bed. Eager to dish out her own torture, Lynn aggressively slammed her large ass onto his face without hesitation, letting out a powerful fart before he could even take in the situation.

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“My big brother used to mess with me like this, but then I started working out so I could fight back.” the girl explained as she let out some gas onto poor Max, who now had to deal with yet another girl farting on his face. Hearing her say this, Max wondered why she wasn’t more sympathetic towards him, but then she explained everything, “By the time I would have been able to take him, that jerk moved out anyways, so I never got that opportunity. But hey, with you here, I can at least imagine what it would have been like to get back at a boy like him, even if you’re way more pathetic.”

“Hey, don’t give him any ideas.” Vanessa joked, not too keen on the idea of Max fighting back, “Though I’d imagine that I’ll be in a retirement home by the time Max would work up enough strength to even think about fighting back.”

“Yeah, I was pretty weak back then, but I was never this pathetic. Well, maybe I was as a toddler.” Lynn further explained, naturally taking the opportunity to put down Max in the process.

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“You know, this is actually kind of fun when you’re not stuck on the receiving end, like, look at how desperate he is to break free and stuff!” Lynn commented, taking amusement from Max’s suffering, not unlike his sister, “I mean he’s still a huge jerk, but I can’t really blame him, this is hilarious!”

“I wanna try!” Holly said as she shoved Lynn off of him, wanting her chance at tormenting poor Max.

“Why you!” Lynn remarked, a bit frustrated with her friend’s impatience.

“Now girls, there’s plenty of Max to go around. Well not really, since he’s so small and pathetic, but you know what I mean.” Vanessa said.

“Well that’s great, cause I don’t know if I could resist this boy’s adorable little face!” Holly said as she flirtingly caressed Max’s smelly face. Max had no idea what to expect with this girl, as while Vanessa and Lynn were pretty up front about their sadistic desires, Holly was a bit harder to read thanks to her affectionate demeanor.

Unfortunately, it turned out that she was just as bad as her two friends, as she playfully spinned herself around and slammed herself onto Max. As she was wearing a miniskirt, Max was treated with a faceful of panties, which only helped to make the position more awkward.

While between Vanessa and her mother, Max was no stranger to having pantie covered asses draped over his face, Holly somehow felt different, as it seemed like she wasn’t as much of a bully as she was a playful admirer. If it wasn’t for the fact that she was sitting on him, Max probably would have found her rather cute.

“Aww, your face feels so good down there!” Holly cheered as she playfully wiggled herself on Max’s face.

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As Max would have expected, Holly gave into her sadistic side and bombarded his nose with gas, killing pretty much any feelings of attraction that Max may have had of her in a matter of seconds.

“I hope you’re having as much fun as I am!” Holly said as she joyfully bounced up and down, knowing full well that he was definitely not enjoying this.

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The three girls took turns using poor Max as their toy for a while, until eventually it seemed that it was finally time for them to move on.

“Hey, I’m getting kinda bored. Let’s watch TV!” Vanessa said. Of course, this didn’t mean that Max was off the hook, as it seemed as though whenever Vanessa decided to watch TV, he’d always find himself under her in some way.

Sure enough, this time was no exception, as Vanessa forcefully laid him on his back and sat onto his face. To his dismay, the other two girls were invited to join in on the fun, deciding to pile onto the small boy, leaving his frail body to be completely covered by their three bottoms, crushed by several times his own weight.

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For the next few hours, the girls remained on top of Max’s tiny body, only getting up to trade places so they all had the chance to smother his face in their asses, pretty much making sure that no fart went to waste. Eventually evening went and night came, but as the world had it out for poor Max, it would turn out that his suffering for the day was far from over.

“Hey Van, I’m thinking we should have a sleepover!” Holly suggested, terrifying Max with the prospect of having to spend the entire night with these three sadists.

“Hell yeah, that’s a great idea!” Lynn added.

“Alright! Deal.” Vanessa replied, “Wait, what do you think, Max?”

With his face buried under her ass, Max had no way to answer his sister’s question outside of a few muffled screams. Not that it mattered anyways however, since she made it obvious that she didn’t care about his feelings, which was further proven by her taking the opportunity to fart as he tried to speak.

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“Well Max, I can’t quite hear you down there, so I’m gonna assume you said yes. And hey, no backsies, alright?” Vanessa teased, “I hope you’re ready then, cause this is gonna be a fun night!”

As he found himself doomed to a miserable sleepover, all Max could do was cry as the girls continued to use him for their sadistic pleasure, spending the entire night dealing with their smelly asses. With no escape in sight, Max was left to accept this night’s worth of torment.