She trots to the elevator, hoping no one will ride with her, trying to leave work a couple of hours early. The doors close and she lets out her held breath, holding her tummy in discomfort as her face clenches like a fist. Crossing her legs and sticking her butt out as she holds her breath again, trying to contain it. She's finally able to relax as the door...
This was amazingly fun to write, so look forward to more pieces like this in the future. Feedback and comments are SUPER appreciated! Let me know what you'd like to see, I'm always looking for new ideas. ********* It was nine in the morning and cold and raining outside; the perfect morning for staying in bed. Staying in bed is even more fun, though, when y...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Believe it or not this is actually based on a true story. The majority of this story is 100% true, some elements were slightly embellished, some were part of a vivid dream, and some parts (names for example) were completely fabricated. Although I have written for many years and ho...
The Americans onomatopoetically call it a queef, while us Brits, charmingly refer to it as a fanny fart, this elusive and frequently embarrassing raspberry blown from the female genitalia is seldom heard by most of us men, and even more seldom discussed. But none the less, I would be willing to place any amount of monies on the fact that I am not the only ch...
There were different 'suites' in the Ironwood Mansion, specially designed to my specifications, for enacting my various sexual fantasies in. I was presently on my way to the 'Secretarial Suite' to meet one Candy Apple, a new tryout to become part of my harem of girls. I hadn't seen her yet, but Duke, one of my best Girl Recruiters, had told me she was a knoc...
The boss shifts awkwardly on her chair. BRRRRrrrrruuuuuppp! She sighs in relief. Below her, under her ass, Martin softly shook and cawed, trying desperately to survive breathing in the boss' putrid gas. PRRRrrrrpppp! "MMm, it's good today, isn't it, Martin?" "Mrrumm," I mumbled, in the affirmative. "That's a good boy; you've learned well." She lifts u...
Part 1 of a short and horny fart fetish erotica. ─────────────────────────── Scarlett felt her stomach bubbling up. She had dissolved 2 pills of the stinky peach slow 'n smooth laxative in a tall glass of warm milk (mind you this is double the recommended dose) and had been taking short swigs of it for the past half hour while lying down on the sofa readin...
"There's someone out there for everyone, maybe even me," Artemis Patenaude said to herself, and the six-foot-tall, twenty-something, plump young French Canadian woman walked through the Rideau Shopping Center, smiling at all the happy couples. Men and women, women and women, men and men, folks of all hues, everyone looked happy. Fitting, as this was Valentin...
*This story goes after "Mary's Gassy Dorm"* * A couple days later, Mary and Amy decided to have a farting contest. Mary was extremely shy about it, but Amy insisted that it would be fun and something to laugh about. Mary could barely contain her excitement. She had always wanted to hear another girl fart around her, and now her hot blonde roommate was mak...
**A continuation to my last story with a woman at a farm getting off to pig shit, this one introduces an old friend of Mary's... Turns out she also can get off to the same things. So be forewarned to messy scat, mud, smelly, lesbian themes** ***** Mary waited by the train station. A friend from high school named Sam was coming by. She had been a model, but...