The Gym Instructor's Scented Rear and Flatulence
You had been asked to stay behind after class by your gym instructor, a sultry brunette with curves in all the right places. She'd been growing increasingly frustrated with your lack of focus during their sessions, always more interested in your own physical appearance than improving under her guidance. Today, she had decided to take matters into her own hands - quite literally.
As you stood before her, panting slightly from a recent run on the treadmill, she approached you slowly, her hips swaying sensually. She stood so close that you could feel the warmth emanating from her body, and smell the faint aroma wafting up from her tightly clad behind. It was a musky scent, reminiscent of sweat and femininity, that instantly caught your attention.
"I thought we might work on some squats today," she said, her voice low and seductive. "And since you seem to be struggling with focus, perhaps this will help."
Before you could react, she dropped gracefully to the mat, her ample behind pointing directly at your face. With a wicked grin, she spread her legs wide, inviting you to get a good whiff of her scent. As she began to descend into the squat position, you found yourself inhaling deeply, taking in the full aroma of her aroused musk.
"That's it," she purred. "Take it all in."
With each descent of her body, she released a soft, yet audible fart into the air around you. The first one caught you off guard, but as she continued her squats, it became increasingly clear that she was deliberately releasing these gaseous emissions for your enjoyment. You couldn't help but feel a twisted mix of arousal and embarrassment as you watched her toned behind rise and fall with each exhalation.
"That's better," she said, standing up and facing you once again. "Now it's your turn."
She motioned towards your crotch, where your growing erection was beginning to strain against your gym shorts. With a mix of trepidation and anticipation, you unzipped your shorts and freed your cock from its confines. She walked towards you slowly, her hips swaying in a hypnotic rhythm that made it impossible for you to look away from her luscious form.
"I want you to touch yourself," she whispered, her breath hot against your skin. "And as you do, imagine that it's me, down there, pleasuring you with my fingers and my ass."
As she spoke, she reached out and placed a hand on your chest, pushing you gently towards the mat. You knelt down, still watching her every move. She began to mimic the squat motions she had shown you earlier, but this time, she didn't stop at the top - she leaned forward, pressing her sweat-drenched body against yours.
"Feel that?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "Feel how my sweat is soaking into your skin? That's how much I want you."
With each descent, she ground her hips against yours, grinding her clenched fist against your cock. Your fingers slipped between your bodies, finding her moist folds and probing deeper. She moaned softly, encouraging you to touch her more.
"That's it," she groaned. "Fuck my ass with your fingers...and fuck my face with your stinky cock."
And that's exactly what you did. As she continued to squat beneath you, her tight rear gaping open, you plunged your fingers deep into her sopping wetness. And when she rose to her full height, her eyes locked on yours, you pulled your cock free from your shorts and pressed it against her lips.
She opened her mouth wide, inviting you in. You plunged your cock deep into her throat, feeling her tongue swirl around your shaft as she moaned in ecstasy. With each thrust, she grunted and farted, filling the air with the intoxicating scent of her arousal.
You don't remember how long you were lost in this sensual haze, but eventually, your orgasm hit you like a freight train. You felt your cock throbbing in her mouth as you unloaded shot after shot of hot, sticky cum onto her face. She swallowed every last drop, her eyes never leaving yours.
Finally, you pulled away, both of you panting heavily. She rose to her feet, offering you a hand up. As you stood, you couldn't help but notice the wet spot where your cum had splattered her cheek.
"That was...unexpected," she said, her voice still shaky from the intensity of the moment. "But I must say, it was quite...satisfying."
She leaned in close, her breath warm against your ear. "Now," she whispered, "let's get you cleaned up, and we can work on some real squats."
With that, she grabbed a towel from a nearby stack and handed it to you. As you wiped away the last remaining traces of your orgasm, you couldn't help but wonder what other unexpected pleasures she had in store for you. One thing was for sure, though - you couldn't wait to find out.
