Farting on My Step-Brother for Plant Growth
As I entered the plant room, I could feel my step-brother's eyes on me. I knew he was curious about the new method I had been using to help my plants grow. I turned around to face him, my ample ass just inches from his face.
"See this?" I asked, smirking. "This is my secret weapon."
I lifted up my mini-skirt slightly, revealing the cheeky thong I was wearing. "Feel free to take a closer look," I said, my voice dripping with seduction.
My step-brother hesitated for a moment, then slowly reached out and gently touched the soft, warm fabric. I giggled, my eyes sparkling with mischief.
"That's right, step-bro," I purred. "My farts are what my plants really love."
I turned back to the plants, bending over slightly to get a better view. My ass cheeks were pushed together, almost begging for attention. I let out a long, slow fart, relishing the look of surprise on my step-brother's face.
"You want in on this action, don't you?" I asked, standing up straight. "Well, here's your chance."
I moved closer to him, my hot, gassy breath tickling his neck. His cock began to stir in his pants, and I smiled.
"That's right," I said, running my hand down his chest. "Let's see if you can handle this."
I sat down on the floor, my legs spread wide. My step-brother wasn't sure what was happening, but he couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight of me.
"Go on," I urged, nodding towards my plants. "Take a closer look."
He hesitated for a moment before lowering himself down between my legs. His face was level with my ass, and I could feel his hot breath on my skin.
"That's it," I murmured, leaning back against him. "Just breathe in the goodness."
I let out another long, slow fart, feeling it warm his cheeks and fill the room with its sweet scent. My step-brother didn't resist, instead leaning into the sensation.
"You like that?" I asked, turning around to face him. "You want more?"
He nodded eagerly, his cock now fully hard in his pants. I reached down and grabbed his hand, guiding it towards my pussy. He hesitated for a moment before finally pressing his fingers against my wet, eager lips.
"That's right," I whispered, arching my back. "Play with me."
I let out another loud, wet fart, feeling it heat up his hand and make him shiver with anticipation. He began to stroke my pussy, his fingers slippery with my juices.
"That's it," I moaned, throwing my head back in ecstasy. "Stroke for me, step-brother. Stroke for my ass and farts."
I could feel him growing more confident, his strokes becoming more forceful. His cock was pressed against my leg now, hard and hot.
"Stroke for my plant growth," I whispered, wrapping my arms around him. "Stroke and cum for me."
I let out one last, long, satisfying fart before collapsing back against him. He continued to stroke me, his fingers moving in and out of my soaking wet pussy. I could feel his orgasm building inside him, and I knew it wouldn't be long now.
"Cum for me, step-brother," I murmured, kissing his neck. "Let it all out."
And he did. He let out a long, low moan and bucked his hips against my hand, shooting his hot cum deep inside me. I held him tight, feeling his muscles quiver and his heartbeat steady.
"Thank you, step-brother," I whispered, smiling up at him. "You've helped my plants grow so much today."
I stood up, pulling him to his feet. He looked at me, blushing and disheveled but somehow more relaxed than before.
"You're welcome," he mumbled, still adjusting his clothes. "But maybe we should keep this between us, okay?"
I nodded, reaching down to adjust my thong. "Of course, step-brother," I said, winking at him. "Our little secret."
