Indian Fart Stories

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Special Counseling Session Ch. 03

by thomasksilva on Sep 13, 2017
Anal

When I came back the following Wednesday, Ellen was ready for me at 4:30. Again, she had prepared the inflatable mattress on the floor of her counseling office. The building was deserted except for us. She motioned me into the office and began to remove her clothing as she had the last two times I had come to session. Ellen was helping to me to learn to fee...

Mary's Gassy Dorm

by Vera42 on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Mary was getting used to college and living in a dorm. Her roommate Amy was nice enough, but Mary was always too shy to hang out with her. Being shy, Mary usually stayed in her dorm room alone, while Amy went out and about. This gave Mary some free time to enjoy her secret fetish.... Since a young age, Mary loved farting. Mary particularly liked hearing oth...

Indian Dorm Life

by cowboy109 on Sep 26, 2017
BDSM

My name is Sheela. Sheela means off good character. I am from a rural part of Karnataka that you have never heard of before. My parents told me the stories of the Vijayanagara Empire and all the like large empires that were started in our Indian state. All the while, we were sitting in a simple hut with only a thin wooden board between my fanny and the soil....

Caroline and Ivy

by GooDoughnut on Sep 1, 2017
Fetish

Caroline watched her go, then rolled up her sleeves and started clearing the dishes and piling them into the sink. She straightened slightly and patted her stomach, letting out an enormous belch that sent a few eggs flying to the other side of the room. "Mmmmm...." She licked her lips and brushed a speck of cabbage from her massive breasts. After finishin...

Long Days, Long Nights

by Reggad on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

Long Days, Long Nights It’s been over a year and a half since I submitted anything and I still can’t believe how many responses I still get. Hate to have kept ya’ll in suspense, but things for yours truly have been hectic. However, that does not mean that it has been lonely. Since I last wrote, I’ve completed my first degree and have begun working on my s...

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...

Helen's Compulsion Ch. 01

by Ubiquitous101 on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Christina Hale was an oversexed 22-year old woman: long black hair with blue highlights, blue eyes, tight pink tank top, white jeans, black shoes. She had a very casual and uninhibited attitude towards sex that was borderline "nympho", and a severe disrespect for authority. To her, her mother could be such a bitch. They frequently argued about a great many t...

Cold and Sweet

by acidero on Dec 12, 2018
Fetish

The can of whipped cream hisses. I push the nozzle a little harder, shoving the plastic tip deeper into Natalie's asshole. She whimpers and wiggles her ass, letting those fat cheeks jiggle. She's so fucking full—her butthole, her belly, pumped so so full of whipped cream. Her stomach gurgles, a deep and long sound. "Fuck—Ty—oh my God, Tyler, I'm gonna fart,...

Librarian's Assistant

by ClosetFetishist on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

Laura pressed on the sides of her nostrils, hoping, like playdoh, her large peanut shaped nostrils would reform into normal circular or at least bean shaped ones. But it was no such luck as it popped right back into place. She always felt like a hog because of her giant nostrils, the only saving grace was her big, dark rimmed glasses; it made her look like s...

The Homewrecker Ch. 08

by Rimcrim on Jun 5, 2018
Fetish

I woke from a rumbling fart and eggy stench from the pillow I had been sleeping on. I looked up and remembered where I was and what had happened. Fabonita had kicked Carol out of our bedroom and made me sniff her gas while she took a nap, and I slept with my head on her bum. Her farts must have put me to sleep as well. It was now dark outside and well into t...