Disgusting Fetish Desires
The smell of sweat and arousal filled the air as he eagerly waited for her. She was late, but he was too excited to care. When she finally walked into the room, he couldn't help but stare at her ass cheeks swaying in those tight jeans. She mouthed 'sorry' to him before turning around to grab a bag from behind a chair.
"Are you sure about this?" her voice barely above a whisper. He nodded quickly, not trusting himself to speak. She took a deep breath and turned back around, revealing that she had changed into a pair of short shorts and a tight tank top. He couldn't help but imagine her disgusting farts filling up those shorts.
She walked over to him slowly, her hips swaying hypnotically. She climbed onto his lap, and he could feel his cock throbbing against her thigh. She grabbed his hands and placed them inside her shirt, guiding them to her bra clasp. With shaking fingers, he undid it and let her breasts spill out onto his chest.
Suddenly, she leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "You like that dirty girl, don't you?" He nodded again, unable to speak. She smirked and leaned back, putting her hands on her hips. "Well, you better be ready for some disgusting farts then."
Before he could respond, she let out a long, low fart that rumbled through both of them. His cock twitched in anticipation as she continued to grind against him, her stomach pressed against his crotch. He could feel her farts against his cock, and it made him even harder.
She leaned forward again, this time placing her hands on the hem of her shorts. "Tell me you want it," she whispered seductively. "Tell me you want my disgusting farts in your face."
He didn't hesitate. "I want it," he moaned. "I want all of you."
With that, she pushed her shorts down around her ankles, revealing her black thong. She leaned back again, her breasts bouncing slightly, and let out a long, loud fart that billowed up between them. He groaned in pleasure as he felt the warmth and stench of her fart engulf him.
She grinned wickedly at his response, taking his face in her hands and pressing her lips to his. Their tongues danced together as she continued to ride him, her stomach rumbling with each passing second. He could feel his cum building inside him, ready to explode at the first sign of release.
As they kissed, he felt a warm, wet sensation on the front of his pants. She pulled back slowly, revealing a huge wet spot spreading across her tank top. "Did you cum already?" she asked, her eyes glinting with mischief.
He nodded dumbly, his cock still buried inside her. She let out another long, low fart that shook him to his core. "Good boy," she purred, leaning in to nibble on his earlobe. "Now let's see how many more disgusting farts it takes to make you cum again."
And so they continued, their bodies intertwined, their hearts beating as one. Each fart bringing them closer together, each groan of pleasure echoing through the room. It was a dance of disgust and desire, of filth and love. A dance that would continue until they could take no more.
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