Kiara's Request: A Slave for Her Farts
Kiara: Ungrateful Gassy Asian Eats Her Boyfriend's Home Cooked Meal And Farts It Out In His Mouth (Part 4)
Kiara watched as Jack pleaded with her, his eyes wide and tearful, his voice trembling with desperation. She loved the power she held over him, the way he would do anything to please her. And right now, she had a request that would push him to his limits.
"Beg me, Jack," she purred, her voice dripping with sweet venom. "Ask me nicely to fart in your face."
Jack shook his head, his lips quivering as he tried to hold back the words he so desperately wanted to say. Finally, he could take it no longer. "Please, Kiara," he whispered, his voice cracking. "Please fart in my face."
A slow, smug grin spread across Kiara's face. She loved hearing Jack beg like this, it turned her on more than anything else. "Very well then," she said, her eyes glinting with amusement. "But if you want me to fart in your face, you'll have to earn it."
She gestured towards the bed, her finger tracing a path for Jack to follow. "Sit there and wait," she ordered, her tone commanding. "And don't move until I tell you to."
Jack did as he was told, his heart pounding in his chest as he anticipated what was to come. Kiara watched him with a mix of satisfaction and desire, her gaze traveling down to his lips before snapping back up to meet his eyes.
"Good boy," she said softly, her voice thick with arousal. She stood before him, her naked body glistening with sweat and anticipation. Then, without warning, she squatted over his face, her plump behind hovering just inches from his nose.
"Smell me, Jack," she purred, her voice almost a whisper. "Smell my asshole, and tell me what you want."
Jack breathed in deeply, his nose filling with the sweet, musky scent of Kiara's ass. "I want you to fart in my face," he whispered, his voice trembling with need.
A slow, satisfied smile spread across Kiara's face. She loved the way Jack begged for her farts, the way he worshiped her ass. "Good boy," she whispered again, her voice vibrating with approval. Then, without warning, she let loose a long, powerful fart that exploded from her ass and filled the room.
Jack gasped as the hot, putrid air hit his face, his eyes watering from the intensity of the stench. But he didn't move, he didn't flinch. Instead, he opened his mouth wide, offering himself up to Kiara's fart.
"Swallow it, Jack," Kiara commanded, her voice dripping with lust. "Swallow every last bit of my fart."
Jack did as he was told, his tongue flicking out to taste the acrid air floating past his lips. He swallowed, over and over, feeling the warmth of Kiara's fart spread through his body.
As he continued to worship her ass, Kiara let loose another fart, and then another. Each one stronger and more powerful than the last. Jack swallowed them all, his eyes closed tight as he immersed himself in the smell and taste of Kiara's farts.
Finally, Kiara stood up, her legs shaking with the effort of holding her weight. She looked down at Jack, a satisfied smile on her face. "That's a good boy," she purred, reaching down to run her fingers through his hair. "Now you can rest."
With that, Kiara left the room, closing the door behind her. Jack lay there for a moment, his body trembling with the aftermath of Kiara's farts. He listened to the sound of her soft snores drifting through the walls, his mind filled with the scent of her ass.
