Facefarting Novels & Stories

she laughs "like they say these days faking it in style." I give her a confused look "what?" "You know, when you're in a fake relationship, these days that's what everyone's doing." "Well, I'm only doing this for mom, and trust me I will not develop falling for him." "My dear friend, you're saying that now, but when the time comes you'll be dying for his touch, his kiss, his scent, his di- ah" I shot her with Levi's water gun. That damn dirty mouth girl. "Charlotte you bitch," she curses, ask I continue to shot her.

I explained “It was just fun to you?” His face fell and my heart jumped into my mouth “I-it-what-” I struggled to speak “I was joking, I know what it was” he laughed “Don’t scare me like that” I slapped him across the chest and he just kept on laughing “Does May go here to?” He asked “Yes, she would be so happy to see you” I told him “As happy as you are?” He asked “Does this face look happy to you?” I asked with a fake frown

Love's a strange magic and I love what it's doing to me. Knowing that she has feelings for me makes my whole being joyful. "What's funny, momma?" I asked, making faces at her. "You... You... You're so funny." She said in a fit of laughter and a smile appeared on my face. "I'm glad you find me funny, most people don't." "If I made a video of you showing your innocent child face act to Dean and Karl, they'll laugh forever." She said, her laughter reducing to low chuckles. "You wouldn't dare! They'll never give me peace if they see that, my reputation would be ruined!" I shouted with a feigned sad face and it only renewed her laughter.

He doubled over laughing, which honestly offended me more. "You should’ve seen your face!" he wheezed, trying to catch his breath. "My face? My face?! I thought I was going to pass out and reawaken in an alternate dimension where nothing makes sense anymore!" He chuckled, almost losing breath. "You’re awful." "Awfully charming," he corrected smugly. "You are literally feral." He wiped a pretend tear from the corner of his eye, still chuckling. “Only half of that was a joke, though.”

I spat blood and said: “Oi, not the face, not the face, Lartellan! My ladies have some expectations when it comes to my appearance, and I can’t disappoint them. I will be a lonely wanker as you are if you mess up with my face!” I said, now unable to hold my laugh anymore. He continued to punch me relentlessly. “What a fuck do you want Chaister? You are as annoying as a wedgie in pants.” He said.

“I walk up to them, I lower my voice and put my face closer to their ear. Then I tell them what I would do to them.” “And what is that?” “I say that I would suck their fat cock, and I will ride them with my tight little pu—” I stop myself from continuing. I just realized who I am saying all of this to. He is bewildered. His shocked face breaks out into laughter. This is so fucking embarrassing, but I can’t shake the amusement I get from his laugh. He doesn’t sound as pained as he constantly looks. He makes a fake moan. “Papí… let me suck your fat cock!” he jokes, trying to mimic me.

another teased, laughing. *_*

he said, and before I knew it, he rushed forward, hit his leg on the log, and stumbled to the ground, smacking his buttocks just like I did. “Fuck! Why is nothing working according to what I want?” he winced, mimicking me. His reaction got me so much that I burst into laughter before I could stop myself. “Oh my goddess! What is this? What are you doing?” “Gosh! Who the hell kept this here?” he yelled, standing and rubbing his buttock. “Stop that. I didn’t make such an ugly expression,” I muttered between laughter, pointing at his face. “Oh! Maybe I didn’t make the face right,” he said, then began changing his facial expressions one after another.

He didn't seem to mind as his other arm wrapped around my waist pulling me closer to him. Ten minutes later, a loud noise startled me, pulling me out from my light slumber. "Fat-ass," I said as I realised that he had farted. "Are you tryna kill me? I think I need a fucking gas mask now?" I let out a loud laugh. "I think I need some fucking ear plugs 'cause that donkey laugh is gonna make me deaf soon," he retorted. I let out shocked gasp. "Shut the fuck up. You love my laugh."

"Why not?" "I'm camera shy." The grin on his face widened into something almost wicked. Then, without warning, he crossed his eyes, puffed out his cheeks like a blowfish, and made the most ridiculous expression imaginable—something between a gargoyle and a toddler throwing a tantrum. I blinked. "What… are you doing?" "Trying to make you laugh. Is it not working?" I stared at him blankly for a few seconds—long enough for him to falter, just a little.