Novel & Cerita Fart Fetish Stories

“Last semester I had this girl over after a game. She was loud as fuck, moaning my name, telling me to fuck her harder. I was balls deep, pounding her from behind, really giving it to her. The room smelled like sex, her ass was rippling every time I thrust, and I was right there on the edge about to fill her up. Then she lets out this loud wet fart from how hard I was hitting it. Dead silence after. My dick went soft instantly. She was mortified, grabbed her shit and ran out while I was still on my knees trying not to crack up.

My pussy throbbed even harder, till I slid two fingers inside them and started finger fucking myself. Wet, sloppy sounds that screamed dirty filled the empty room. “Raphael…Ohhh goddd..” I increased my pace as I stared at his picture while fantasizing about his dick as it replaced my fingers. Squeezing my right breast hard, I stifle another moan and shut my eyes. It felt so good thinking dirty about my bestfriend’s dad. Yep. You heard me right.

He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

Gretta said, "But after a while we were really trying to get each other excited. For the longest time neither of us would admit it. We'd start out just talking and sooner or later the conversation would become risqué. After a while we'd start telling each other erotic stories about our supposed experiences. Then the talk would turn really dirty, downright pornographic. She'd be telling me about having sex with two or three boys and we both knew darn well it had never happened but I did the same thing right back using the nastiest language you can imagine. All this time pretending we were just talking; we both knew better. Pretty soon one of us would get up and go into the bathroom for a whil

They occasionally turned her upside down and fucked her while holding her by the ankles. "You are the sluttiest bitch I have ever seen," one guy panted as he bounced her on his cock. "Sixteen guys and you are still hungry for more dick." Lena could barely speak anymore. "More... please... do not stop... ruin me..." They granted her wish. The group grew bolder and dirtier. They started pissing on her tits while others fucked her. One guy made her open her mouth and drank his piss straight down while another railed her asshole. Lena swallowed it eagerly, her addiction turning even the most degrading acts into pure pleasure.

Mark had a perfect view of that huge black cock stretching his wife's pussy lips obscenely wide. Her inner walls gripped him, creamy white pussy juice coating his shaft, he whimpered softly, as he tried to stop his hands from stroking his tiny dick. But a faggot is always a faggot, because with even stroking his dick, he was already cumming like a broken faucet as he watched his wife being used properly in a way he could never do it.

I said as I turned my face so he wouldn't read off the fact that his show really turned me wet after he left. “Go to a swingers party or a fucking orgy. That's what they are for, right?” “I tried, but I couldn't even get it up there. I know this may sound weird…” “Then don't say it…” however, he ignored me and continued. “But I think the fettish is closely tied to you. I tend to get attached to my first time of things, that's why I was very careful before picking out my first friend,” he said, his eyes on me and I got the message.

“Why are you lying? That’s not how it happened at all… You said I was the best… You said my pussy felt incredible…” He shrugged carelessly, still grinning that cruel, cocky smile, the cheerleader on his lap laughing hysterically along with everyone else. “Come on, Harper. Don’t be so fucking dramatic. We both know the truth. You were a terrible, boring lay. Dry, loose, smelly, and pathetic. I only fucked you because you begged so pathetically on your knees like a desperate little virgin slut. Consider it charity.” The laughter swelled to deafening levels. More objects were thrown—crumpled notes, an empty soda can that clattered near my feet. The chants grew louder and more vicious: “Fish Mar