Gay Face Fart Novels & Stories

With a satisfying smile, she gulped hers as well. Carly, with everything she had in her, tried not to laugh at Nikita a few moments later when she saw the frown on her face. Soon, there was an offensive odor around where they sat. 'So this was what Nikita wanted me to go through?' she smiled at Nikita who looked at her with a deep frown and sweaty face "I need to leave," Nikita stood up and ran away but was farting as she ran causing Carly to burst out in laughter. She could no longer hold it in.

He was still coughing so she used her hand to pat his back then fed him his drink and he was finally good. She farted and knew for a fact that Lucas heard it. How on earth did I fart out of the blue? She shamelessly thought to herself and was shy to look at his face but he was dying out of laughter that he was wheezing for air. She tried to control herself from laughing but she couldn't help it. “I am sorry about that, sir” “There is a saying that you release gas when you are nervous. What are you nervous about, Lily? Are you nervous about me? No way I am making you nervous, right?”

Don't want to be gassed by you Sam: I am so close to blocking you, nerd * sends huff angry emoji a dozen times * Me: Try blocking the gas tubes instead XD Sam: * inserts middle finger * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

She slipped from my arms and onto the ground rolling on it with her palm clutching her belly as she laughed at my expense, "O-h he-a-vens, the count farts!" "Everyone farts!" I sat on the ground next to her in embarrassment, my cheeks would be all red now and it would have been worse if it was those farts that had an offensive odor. Loud farts over smelling ones any day but how about no farts when I am about to kiss someone.

I swallowed it hard again and then ‘Boom’ came the sound of the massive fart I'd been holding in for minutes. I looked up at Betty, her nose twitched and her cheeks puffed up, a short sound escaped her lips but she quickly coughed to cover it up, but we both knew she wanted to laugh. “What is funny?” I glared at her. “Nothing, I wasn't laughing or a—hahaha” she lost it immediately and fell to the ground, her body trembling so hard. I glanced at her for a moment before looking away. I was suffering here and all my best friend could do was laugh because I farted, like who doesn't fart?

She sneered with a smug smile, but before she could conclude– she grabbed onto her abdomen. “Ah..." “What's wrong?" I asked framing innocent. A concerned frown engraved on my face, as I grabbed onto her arm. She shuffled me to the side. “I'm fine," She declared coldly, but just then a surge of pain appeared to have reaped through her tommy. Just then a pang of uncontrolled fart broke those her ass. The smell was vail, an odor that surpassed anything I had ever inhaled before. It smelled like rotten eggs, mixed with a decayed animal.

I froze, trying to keep my face neutral as I said, "Nothing." Her gaze snapped to me, narrowing dangerously as she said, "Adrian DeLuca, did you just fart in your hospital bed?" I rubbed a hand over my face and said, "It wasn't a fart, it was just air pressure." "Oh my God," she said, leaning back in the chair with mock horror while she tried to fight back her laughter. "You almost died two days ago, and the first thing you do when you wake up is gas-bomb me?" I fought back a grin as I said, "Hey, be grateful. That was a gentle one."

A bead of saliva dripped off Will as he pulled his throbbing member free and stood with his pants around his ankles and a hard-on. They were both surprised for a moment. They tried not to laugh. But then it overcame them and they could hardly contain themselves. With each belly laugh they would cut loose another fart, making the moments even more hilarious. The smell was atrocious and Leanne sprayed perfume on her muff and in the crease of her ass to cover the aroma. Will put some down the front of his underwear to help with the smell too. ******** The Affair::

“Did you just fart?” I burned up fast, caught between a shriek and a laugh. My lips were pulled in tight, tears streaming down my cheeks while my chest pushed up and down with trapped laughter. “Did you just fart?” Ryan asked again in disbelief. “I did,” I said in a cry. I was just as shocked as he was, staring into his eyes with my large ones.

Before he could complete his sentence, some gas traveled downward again. Poot! “Um…” Poot! “Um…” Poot! Poot! Poot! Poot! The situation was slightly out of control. The bottom part of Richard’s body kept making sounds that made people want to vomit. It was not as simple as it being loud, it also had a horrid scent. The most hilarious thing was that Richard wanted to do his best to suppress it because he found it embarrassing. But, the more he suppressed it, the more gas was released. In the end, he made a super loud sound.