Wet Farts and Stuffed Faces
Nicolly had been going through a rough day. Her stomach was in knots, and she just couldn't seem to control her gaseous emissions. The moment she stepped through the front door of her apartment, she released a loud, wet fart that echoed through the halls. She knew it was bad when she heard the scowl from Max's voice coming from the living room.
"What the hell is that godawful smell?" he demanded, poking his head into her room.
Nicolly tried to ignore him, but it was impossible. She turned around to face him, and there he was - looking pissed off and a little scared. She knew she had to do something drastic to make him understand the gravity of the situation.
"Max," she began, her voice trembling slightly. "I've been holding in my farts all day, and I just can't take it anymore. I need you to come closer... so I can release all of my wet farts in your mouth."
Max's eyes widened in disbelief, but he couldn't resist the look of genuine desperation on Nicolly's face. He took a step forward, and she pulled him closer, letting out a long, loud fart that hit him square in the face.
"That's it, baby," she cooed. "You like that, don't you?"
Max couldn't speak, he was so shocked. Nicolly reached down and pulled up her dress, revealing her black thong and plump, round ass cheeks. She leaned forward, and he could feel the warmth of her breath on his cheeks as she whispered in his ear.
"I'm going to keep doing this until you ask me to stop," she said, her words sending shivers down his spine.
And with that, she let out another thunderous fart, this time stuffing Max's mouth full of the stinky, wet air. His eyes watered, but he couldn't bring himself to pull away. Nicolly reached down and grabbed his head, pushing his face deeper into her ass cheeks as she grunted and farted continuously.
As he struggled to breathe, Max could feel her hot, wet gas seeping into his mouth, filling his nose and throat with the potent scent of rotten eggs and ass. He couldn't believe what was happening - but he couldn't deny that it felt strangely arousing.
"Do you want me to stop, baby?" Nicolly asked, her voice gentle but laced with danger. "Or do you like this? Do you like having all of my wet farts in your mouth?"
Max could barely form the words, but he managed to croak out a reply. "I... I can't breathe... please stop..."
Nicolly pulled back, releasing Max from her vice-like grip. She watched as he stumbled back, coughing and gagging from the noxious fumes.
"Maybe next time, baby," she said with a wicked grin, her ass still jiggling from the force of her farts. "But for now, I better go take a shower."
And with that, Nicolly turned around and headed towards the bathroom, leaving Max to wonder what had just happened. As he caught his breath, he felt a strange mix of horror and arousal coursing through his veins. Maybe he should check out more videos like this.
Metrofetishmodels had an extensive collection of fetish content after all. Maybe there was something else there that could help him understand these dark desires...
