Bree's Mouth Farts: A Night of Indulgence and Reward
It was a warm summer evening, and you had just finished taking Bree out to a nice dinner. The restaurant was elegant, with soft lighting and soothing background music that added to the ambiance. You could feel the excitement building in the air as you took your seat, anticipating the night ahead.
Bree was dressed to impress in a figure-hugging dress that accentuated her curves and highlighted her voluptuous figure. Her hair was tied back in a neat bun, revealing her delicate neck and shoulders. As she sat down, she leaned over slightly to adjust her dress, giving you a glimpse of her ample cleavage.
The waiter arrived promptly and took your order. You ordered a bottle of red wine to share, hoping it would help set the mood for the evening. As you waited for the wine to arrive, you couldn't help but stare at Bree's enchanting figure. Her skin glistened under the candlelight, making her look even more desirable.
When the wine arrived, the waiter poured a generous amount into your glasses before leaving you alone to enjoy your meal. You raised your glass in a toast, clinking it against Bree's, and took a sip of the rich, full-bodied wine. It was perfect for the occasion.
As you savored the wine, Bree leaned in closer to you, her breath gently brushing against your ear. "This wine is fantastic," she purred, her voice low and seductive. "I hope you're enjoying it as much as I am."
You nodded, unable to take your eyes off her. She reached over to take another sip of her wine, her hand brushing against yours. A surge of electricity ran through you, making your heart race.
The food arrived soon after, and you both dug in with relish. The conversation flowed effortlessly, with Bree keeping you entertained with stories from her past. You felt a deep connection with her, as if you'd known her for years.
As you were enjoying dessert, Bree leaned back in her chair, propping her legs up on the seat next to you. She licked the last of the chocolate from her lips, her tongue darting out teasingly. Suddenly, she leaned forward again, her face inches from yours.
"You know," she whispered, her breath hot on your lips, "I have a special treat for you if you've been a good boy."
You felt a wave of anticipation wash over you. What could she possibly mean? She grinned wickedly, her eyes gleaming with mischief.
"I think you've earned a reward for taking me out tonight," she purred, running her hand up your thigh. "And what better way to say thank you than with a fart in your mouth?"
You couldn't believe what you were hearing. But as she leaned in closer, her lips brushing against yours, you knew you couldn't resist. Her hand slid further up your leg, teasingly close to your crotch.
"Ready?" she asked, her voice hushed and seductive.
You nodded, your heart racing in anticipation. She leaned back in her chair, her legs still bent at the knee and resting on the seat next to you. She took a deep breath, her stomach expanding slightly.
And then, without warning, she let loose the most divine mouth fart you'd ever heard. The hot, wet wind blew into your mouth, filling it with the rich, earthy scent of her fart. It was unlike anything you'd ever experienced before.
As she continued to fart into your mouth, you couldn't help but moan in pleasure. The sensation was overwhelmingly intense, yet somehow strangely arousing. You felt her hand slide up your thigh, closer to your throbbing cock.
Bree pulled away from you suddenly, breaking the spell. She grinned wickedly, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "There's your reward," she laughed, standing up from her chair. "I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did."
You were still reeling from the experience as you watched her walk away. You couldn't believe what had just happened, but one thing was for sure - you'd never forget this night, or the woman who'd given you the most unforgettable fart-filled reward of your life.
