Farting on My Friend's Dick
As I stood in the dimly lit room, my heart raced in anticipation. I was about to embark on a naughty yet thrilling adventure with my best friend, whom I had tied up and gagged on the other side of the room. The air was thick with excitement and the scent of fear emanating from him, mixed with the faint smell of leather and rubber that permeated the space.
I turned around slowly, savoring the moment, wearing nothing but a pair of tight grey leggings that hugged my curves like a second skin. My breath caught in my throat as I looked down at my friend's bound and helpless form, his eyes pleading with me not to continue but his body betraying his desire nonetheless.
I walked towards him, my hips swaying gently from side to side, feeling the pressure in my bowels grow with each step. I reached out and grasped his dick through the thin material of his trousers, squeezing it gently before letting go with a soft giggle.
"Are you ready for this?" I whispered, my voice husky with desire. He nodded hesitantly, his head bobbing up and down on the floor as he tried to communicate with me. I couldn't help but chuckle at his helplessness.
I walked away from him, feeling the tension in the air grow. I could sense his anticipation and arousal as he waited for me to return. I took a deep breath, feeling the fart bubble up inside me, and let it out in a long, slow exhale. The stench was immediately overpowering, causing me to cough and cover my nose with one hand.
I turned back towards my friend, watching as his eyes widened in shock before he started to squirm and moan. "Oh my god," he groaned, his voice muffled by the gag in his mouth. "That smells so fucking bad!"
I grinned and moved closer to him again, this time bending down so that my ass was hovering just inches above his face. "Want a closer whiff?" I taunted, feeling my heart race with excitement as I teased him.
Without waiting for his reply, I lowered myself onto his face, feeling the warmth of his breath on my skin as he inhaled deeply. "Oh fuck," he moaned through the gag, his cock twitching in anticipation beneath his pants.
I savored the power I had over him, the taste of fear and desire on his tongue as I began to grind my ass against his face. "Do you like it?" I whispered, my voice low and seductive. "Do you want more?"
He nodded frantically, his eyes pleading with me to continue. I giggled and pulled away, standing up straight once again. "Well," I purred, walking back towards him. "Let's see if you can take it."
With that, I bent down and farted directly onto his dick, watching as it jerked in response to the combined assault of the hot air and the overwhelming stench. "Tell me," I whispered, leaning close to his ear. "Does it smell as bad as when I farted on your face?"
He groaned loudly in response, his hips bucking helplessly against the binding. "No," he moaned. "It's worse."
And with that, I turned away from him, feeling a rush of satisfaction coursing through my body. I knew I had pushed him to his limits tonight, and that thought only turned me on more.
As I walked away from him, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of regret mixed with arousal. My friend was my best friend, and I had taken our bond to places we never could have imagined. But the thrill of our shared secret was something we both craved, and I knew that as long as we were together, we would continue to push those boundaries.
And so, I left him there, bound and gagged but also exhilarated and fulfilled. As I walked away, I couldn't help but wonder what we would do next. Whatever it was, I knew it would be intense, intimate, and completely unlike anything we had experienced before. And I couldn't wait.
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