Fart Fetish Stories Novels & Stories

‎Austin's POV ‎I've been wanting to bang my girlfriend's mom crazily ever since the day I saw her naked while masturbating, thrusting a big fat dildo in and out of her juicy pussy. Her boobs were round and firm even though she's in her late 40's. ‎My girlfriend Juliet, is a very good girl, but too lazy in bed. She wouldn't give me the sex styles I want, always complaining that she's tired, and she doesn't last, always cummin too quickly, when I'm not even half satisfied yet.

She said, “You know your brother thinks you’re gay? I laughed, “He didn’t think that when we were kids and he beat my skinny ass because he thought I was messing with one of his girlfriends!” “Your brother is a funny guy. You know, we ‘swing’ sometimes with other couples. These are usually like orgies, but Jim started getting jealous and would only let me get it on with women he was fucking or he would pick men and have me get on my knees and suck their cocks. I lost interest now, so it’s me and my vibrator.” She laughed heartily and swiped a hand across her crotch. Then she got dressed in her sweaters and coat and rushed out, yelling over her shoulder she needed to get her “brats.”

I cried out, head falling back. “Ooooh… ahhhh!” The stretch felt incredible, so close to the dream. He pumped them slowly at first, then faster, his thumb finding my clit and rubbing tight circles. “Look at you,” he growled, eyes locked on where his fingers disappeared into my pussy. “Sitting on the kitchen counter like a little slut, letting your brother’s best friend finger-fuck you. What if Jake walked in right now? Saw his baby sister creaming all over my hand?”

Deliberately forgot, but that's hardly the point. I grind my pussy against his hardness as he swipes my hair to one side. He buries his face in my exposed neck and takes a long sniff. "You smell like a real-life wet dream." Real-life wet dream? I laugh at my vivid imagination. Tens of women at work drool over Rhys Redmond, but I must be the only one filling up pages with fantasies of things that will never happen. If this doesn’t get me checked into a mental facility, nothing will.

Exquisitely drawn, not crude as such works often are. ‘Do you find them a turn on? Most people do, myself included,’ he said, then boxed her in between an angle of the wall and his broad shoulders, lowering his voice and adding, ‘I learned about sex through them. When I was a kid, I'd steal the keys, hide in the little room and wank my budding prick as I looked at them. My first come was over the one featuring the lady in the boudoir. I can even remember what it was called - Morning Toilette. I was frightened I'd stained it. with spunk, but I’d managed to catch most of it in my handkerchief.’

“Feel that, Emma? Mommy’s pussy kissing yours. So fucking wet for each other.” “Yes… oh god, it feels amazing,” I moaned, grinding up against her harder. We tribbed frantically, pussies sliding and slapping together. I reached down and spread her lips wider so our clits could grind directly. Sarah did the same to me. The friction built quickly, pushing us both toward another peak. Jake couldn’t stay away any longer. He knelt beside us, stroking his thick cock as he watched. “My god… look at you two sluts rubbing pussies.”

“Honey you and I know you’ve had it bad for the past year. And trust me, your emotions flying around is pent up frustration due to lack of sex! You really need to get your back blown out like he said.” “God.. Lisa!” “And dear Nathan! Bless him. He is such an understanding and good man. He loves you and cares about your well-being. I have never seen any man that considerate. He wants you to do it Rene.. He wants you to get over this” “Lisa…” “And please Rene don’t pretend you weren't just fingering yourself last night with p**n sounds all over your room” My eyes widened. “Lisa!” I almost screamed, embarrassed. “You.. You heard?”

Tabitha stated, repositioning herself to talk to Blake, who sat on her bed. “So what’s your excuse?” Blake asked, looking at Tabby. “I’m reevaluating this person who we were looking to promote, but he has a very unique fetish that only came to light tonight,” Tabby said, placing her tablet to the side to conduct a conversation with Blake. “Oh? What fetish this rising star has, if I might ask?” Blake asked, almost knowing in his heart. “He loves pregnant women and becomes their subordinate in the presence of them,” Tabby said shyly.

The guy was a character , he would nervously start chattering everytime he got nervous and on top of that he was super shy . That was the impression I had of me until one day I caught him acting like a peeping tom and it was only later on did I found out that the guy had a sick fetish of peeping at couple who were making out or having s*x , voyeurism people might call it . While I knew that different people have different kind of pleasures and really didn't want to judge Austin for his freaky behaviour.. The disgust that I felt regarding his fetish might have shown on my face because Austin soon came and cornered me ,to interrogate whether or not I knew of his secret .

Hollered, arching legs up. Jax increased pace, pumping deeper, curling to hit that spot. "Dirty talk for you, Lila best friend's brother tasting his cum from your slut hole. Anytime I crave, I'll eat this pussy, fuck it raw. Mia suspects? Tell her you're brother's anytime toy." "Aaaaaaa..... hhhhh!" Screamed through release, gushing on his face. He rose, cock hard again, flipped me doggy once more ass up, pounding in with wet slap. Pain stung fresh from soreness, but I pushed back. "Fuck..yes harder, use your sleeping slut!"