Fart Fetish Stories Novels & Stories

She giggles like a little girl. “You are fun. Saying no but wanting more and more.” “No.. I don’t want more… I will die of laughter,” I complained. “For God’s sake, let me sleep. I have a meeting tomorrow.” I tell her and she finally stops. “Okay. I will stop now,” she says, breathing heavily and we lay in bed in silence. “What else comes with F?” I ask her. The word ‘forced’ alarmed me a little. She hums.”I don’t remember everything but… flogging, figging, forced masturbation, forced nudity, fantasy rape, fisting.” I blanch at last two words. Definitely a big no for me.

My breath was already becoming uneven as he pulled down the zipper, causing the sound to be loud in the quiet office. I just kept watching, transfixed, as he pushed down his trousers and boxes down just enough to free himself. My mouth went dry but I tried to swallow. He was thick, long and already hard, the head flushed dark. He wrapped his hand around the base, presenting himself. “This is what my wife called “too big””, he said in a low voice. “She said it was intimidating. That she felt inadequate. So she made up stories about me sharing it with other women to justify her own shame”.

"And what would be your fetish, lawyer?", but what the fuck question was that? And how the fuck could I get away from the answer so easily? If the subject had not deviated to a totally different aspect, I would have ended up confessing that my fetishes included extreme domination, euphoria, and naughtiness. Because I was too sincere and gossip beyond the account. And all my professionalism would be thrown down the drain if I had had more time on that subject.”

, I pouted, putting two fingers in my mouth, withdrew them with saliva, rubbing it over the tip of his cock. "This i's not right, I'm married to your mum. And you're just like my daughter". I put my finger on my lip to silent him. "Do you want to see my tits?". Gosh, I sounded like a slut, and I loved it. I had Frank under my control and I was going to make him worship my body. Without hesitating, I took the nightie off, exposing my touted tits as I started playing with them. "We could do it just this once. I won't tell Mom anything".

“You won’t because I’m going to teach you.” He looked up, his blue eyes darkening with wild, unrestrained lust. “Tell me about the first time,” he said, his tongue snaking out to slid along his lower lip. “The first time I was fucked in the ass?” I asked and he nodded. “Well, I was about sixteen, I think. One of my boyfriends was curious and so was I so we grabbed some lube and condoms and just experimented. It wasn’t the earth-shattering experience I was expecting but it got progressively better as we kept at it. Now I love it. There’s nothing like having a fat cock stretching your ass and filling it up with cum. You ought to try it sometime.”

And so damned hot. She talked about narrative structure and unreliable narrators. I barely heard her. My hand shook as I turned to page 117. When she asked if anyone had an example of a compelling line from erotic literature, I raised my hand. She raised an eyebrow. “Mr. Turner?” I stood and cleared my throat. “He wanted to taste obedience on her tongue.” The class went silent. A couple students chuckled. Someone made a low “damn” sound in the back. She didn’t laugh. She just smiled slowly.

I could feel myself shaking uncontrollably, tears running down my face. Lena licked my tits, sucked my nipples while the men destroyed me. The sounds were obscene; wet squelching, skin slapping, my broken moans and their low growls. Her dad’s voice cut through the haze. “Tomorrow morning we’re breeding both of you. Gonna fill these young cunts with so much cum you’ll be leaking for days.” The words pushed me over again. I came harder than ever, squirting all over Ethan’s cock, ass pulsing. My vision went white. I felt like I was floating and falling at the same time.

” “So tell me how many ladies have you fucked so far, I can see this is not your face time of having sex.” ‘Actually, Aunt, this is my second time fucking a lady, the first was my girlfriend, it's just that I watch a lot of p**n videos, which makes me know more about how to have sex.’ Well, not bad, let's go to the bathroom and take a shower, when we are done, I will get you something to eat. We both made our way to the bathroom. “I wasn't paying attention to what I was doing as my eyes swept down to his nude beautiful form. I couldn't keep my gaze from returning to his crotch. His cock was looking soft and it seemed harmless. But I recalled how it felt inside my cunt and I love it.”

"I told you Austin and I broke up and you never asked why, and your babe Austin couldn't even tell you he once dated a futanari .. " Jessica was bewirlded as she closed her eyes, trying to remember one of the stories her dad usually told her back then. Futanari were women who has the sexual reproductive organ of a male. They were sadistic, depressed and angry creatures who enjoyed torturing people and themselves. Oh no Why hadn't Austin warned her in time. Why had she got to be so unlucky and had fallen into the hands of a futanari. Suddenly, something was slapping against her face and she was snapped back into reality as she saw the 10 inch cock hovering above her face, the tip calling out

They laid her on her side and fucked her ass, praising its tight, reluctant grip. The dirty talk was a constant, filthy soundtrack. “Such a good little anal whore for strangers.” “Bet you’ve never had this many dicks in one day, you fucking dorm bunny.” “Suck it clean, get it ready for your pussy again.” “I’m gonna cum so deep in this gangbang cunt, it’ll drip out of you for days.” “Her throat’s so fucking tight, I’m gonna paint her tonsils.”