My Boyfriend's Farting Fantasy
As I walked into Aria's apartment, I couldn't help but notice the unique scent in the air. It was a mix of lavender and something a bit more...pungent. I raised an eyebrow, looking around to see if I could pinpoint the source. That's when I saw her, sitting on the couch with a rather sheepish grin on her face.
"You did that on purpose, didn't you?" I asked, grinning back. Aria shifted uncomfortably, her cheeks flushing a pretty shade of pink.
"I...well, maybe?" She bit her lip, looking away. "I guess I couldn't resist seeing your reaction."
I walked over to her, sitting down beside her and putting an arm around her shoulders. "It's okay, baby. I kind of like it, actually."
Her eyes widened in surprise before narrowing playfully. "You do? Really?"
"Yeah, really," I assured her, reaching down to give her hand a reassuring squeeze. "In fact, I have an idea."
Her curiosity piqued, Aria leaned in closer, her blue eyes locked onto mine. "What is it?"
"Well," I began, taking a deep breath. "I've always had a bit of a...fetish for farts."
There was a long silence as the information seemed to sink in. Finally, she let out a slow breath of air and turned to look at me, her expression a mix of surprise and intrigue.
"Really?" She asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Yeah," I nodded seriously. "I know it's weird, but...I think they're kind of hot."
"Wow," she breathed, still trying to process this new information about me. After a moment's hesitation, she turned back to me with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Well, if that's what you like..."
With that, she stood up and sauntered over to her nightstand, where she produced a small plastic bulb and set of anal beads. My heart began to race as I watched her, torn between excitement and nervousness.
"What are you planning?" I asked, my voice shaking just a little.
"Oh, you'll see," she purred, her fingers playing with the beads teasingly. "Just trust me."
And with that, she positioned herself on the bed and raised her skirt, revealing her perfect round ass to me. She looked over her shoulder at me, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
"Go ahead," she whispered, her voice trembling just a little. "Do it."
I didn't need to be told twice. Moving quickly, I knelt behind her and positioned the bulb at her entrance, gently pushing it inside her. She gasped as the cool plastic invaded her warmth, but made no move to stop me. Instead, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, waiting for my next command.
"Blow up the balloon," I instructed softly, my hands moving to caress her sides gently.
With trembling fingers, she reached for the bulb and began to pump it slowly, watching as her stomach distended with each breath. I couldn't help but admire the sight of her, ass stuck high in the air as she inflated herself for my pleasure.
"Make it big for me, baby," I encouraged her, running my hands up and down her sides. "Can you feel it stretching you out?"
She nodded wordlessly, her cheeks flushed with arousal and embarrassment. With one last mighty breath, she released the air from the balloon, and I could feel it rush out of her in a hot, humid gust.
"That's it, baby," I groaned, my hands moving to cup her ass cheeks as I admired the sight of her puffed-up rear end. "Show me how much you like it."
And with that, Aria began to move, swaying her hips back and forth in a sensual dance of anticipation. I could feel the pressure building inside her, and I knew it wouldn't be long now.
"Fart for me, Aria," I urged her, my voice hoarse with desire. "Let it out."
She let out a soft moan, her body shaking as she fought against the urge. And then, finally, she gave in, releasing a long, low fart that echoed through the room. It was perfect, the kind of sound that made my toes curl with pleasure.
"That's it, baby," I whispered, leaning in to kiss her shoulder blades. "Give me all you've got."
And so she did, farting for me with each passing minute, each one more powerful and satisfying than the last. I lost track of time as we explored our newfound kink together, Aria's beautiful ass bouncing up and down in front of me as she worked to satisfy my every whim.
Finally, when I could hold back no longer, I reached down to stroke my cock, moaning in pleasure as I watched Aria continue to fart for me. She turned her head slightly, catching my gaze in the mirror and smiling shyly.
"Do you want to cum, baby?" She asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can help you with that."
Without hesitation, I nodded, reaching down to guide my cock to her ass. She positioned herself carefully, lowering her ass onto me slowly until she was completely impaled.
"That's it, baby," I groaned, leaning in to kiss her neck. "Ride me."
And so she did, fucking herself on my cock as she continued to farting for me. The combination of sensations was overwhelming, and I couldn't hold back any longer. With a primal roar, I erupted inside her, my hot cum shooting up her spine and filling her with my seed.
We collapsed together on the bed, our limbs tangled as we caught our breath. Aria lay her head on my chest, her cheek resting against my still-hard cock.
"I can't believe we just did that," she murmured, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
"Me neither," I replied, running my fingers through her hair affectionately. "But I have to say, it was pretty fucking hot."
And with that, we drifted off to sleep, content in the knowledge that our kinky little secret was ours alone.
