Fart Facesitting Stories

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Elene's Fart Facesitting Slaves

by DixitDomina on Jun 9, 2020
Fetish

The Summer semester had come to an end and was being wrapped up with the exams. This was the second exam the sophomore class of Ancient Cultures was writing in the week exams began. Across all departments and levels, students of the University of Göttingen were either in the exam hall or in the library studying for their next papers. Dr Patrick was seated i...

Elene's Fart Facesitting Slaves Ch. 02

by DixitDomina on Jun 9, 2020
Fetish

"Oh, fuck!" Elene gasped. She had just made a left turn on the castle wall but had miscalculated the jump point. She landed in a ditch. Ok. Not her really, but her character, Scarlett Fox. She was playing Temple Run on Dr Patrick's computer on his office desk. Behind his desk on the left is a 7 Ft high book shelve. A three-levels letter tray is on the far...

Smotherbox Heaven

by facesitting10 on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

I have always enjoyed women using me in a dominant fashion. Especially when I'm helpless. This is based on a real life story. My wife & I have done some wonderful things together & I'm always improving to make it more comfortable for her. I built a smotherbox several years ago & she has smothered me in it for hours at a time while she sits at the computer...

Emi's Fart Slave Ch. 04

by fucktoy99 on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

Emi had just gotten back from a run and was grinding her sweaty ass into my face when the first party guest showed up. Her name was Lauren. She looked a lot like Emi, short, big butt, and cute, but she was a dirty blonde in contrast with Emi's light brown hair. Lauren was one of those feminists that likes to put men in their place, so right as Emi lifted h...

My Girlfriend's Sister Pt. 02

by NoblePursuit9 on Aug 26, 2019
Fetish

A couple days have gone by since I witnessed Olivia utterly humiliate that guy. I tried to forget what I saw, but the whole scene kept replaying in my mind. I felt compelled to let Kirstin know, but how in the hell would I explain that? In an effort to save face, I kept it my secret. This was no easy feat, however. I especially remember one night Kirstin snu...

David's French Tutor Ch. 07

by Thorilla on Sep 19, 2017
Fetish

(It was 1885 and, as a nineteen year old boy, I was staying with family friends at their large house in the English Midlands. I was there to learn French conversation under the tutelage of Miss. Marie; the family had two 18 year old twins, Anna and Sarah who were also learning French with me, this is part seven of my tale.) * I could see and hear Sarah's a...

David's French Tutor Ch. 04

by Thorilla on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

(It was 1885 and, as a nineteen year old boy, I was staying with family friends at their large house in the English Midlands. I was there to learn French conversation under the tutelage of Miss. Marie; the family had two 18 year old twins, Anna and Sarah who were also learning French with me, this is part four of my tale) Following Sarah's coughing fit and...

Mistress on a Mission

by anonymous3 on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

Characters in this story are fictional. Events described did not occur. Chapter One My name is Ethan. As of late, I had been living and working in a suburb of Portland, Oregon, as a software technician for a small PC service shop. I had started about six months earlier. A couple times a week, I walked down the block from the shop, either before the start...

The Springston Fart Club Ch. 02

by Bluebiscuit167 on Oct 6, 2020
Fetish

This chapter contains: Tight clothing, Voyeurism, Mooning, Hand-job, Face-sitting, Ass-eating, Jiggling Butts, Bubbling Guts, Wet Farts (and Mild Sharts) --- --- --- --- --- --- ". . .In that case, can I ask you to be my potpourri on this romantic night?" "With pleasure. . ." 1 Denny stood motionless, as he, and the rest of the trio, saw Gabby running...

A Couple Brought Together Act 02

by realvelvetglove on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

ACT II: CATALYST DAY TWO In the basement under my home, there are two underground rooms; originally wine cellars with concrete floors, brick alcoves and slate shelving for bottles. The atmosphere is dark, dank and ideal for storing wine. And for storing people. A year ago, I converted an end of the basement into a pair of adjacent prison cells. They're s...