The worst person you know has the best farts

I strongly dislike my flatmates girlfriend, she’s toxic and doesn’t treat him right, even outright belittling him at times even in my presence, unfortunately, she has the worst gas I’ve ever experienced first hand and isn’t afraid to be open about it. This gives me a great deal of conflict while I think she’s not a good person and a detriment to my close friend, I cannot get enough of being around her just in case she feels the need to “share” her dirty, stinky habits.

One night in particular, already deep in my torn infatuation with this thick, dark haired cruel mistress, we decided to have a takeaway night in our flat, being the self-indulgent creatures we were we decided on greasy, kebab-shop pizzas, my flatmate and I were content were content with two regular sized pepperoni pizzas, while his GF, Layla to give such a witch a name, had been loudly complaining about being starving all day and so ordered a large meat feast with garlic bread on the side, which my flatmate obviously covered her for.

During our meal, Layla was making a point that all the cheese was going to give her some “mad gas” and explained that her BF was going to need a gas mask tonight, I groaned and told her to keep it to herself while I’m eating, secretly knowing this eggs her on, “keep up with that and I’ll make sure you’re in the firing line too”, her threat alone make my cock throb slightly.

After we had eaten, Layla decided to make some pretty rude jokes in poor taste to her BF, which started an argument and ultimately led to him to storm off to bed, most of the time she’d follow him to keep up the fight but tonight she decided to stay on the sofa with me to finish the film we had just started, I also felt nervous being left alone just the two of us, in the case that my lust would get the better of me in such a situation, so I tried my best to focus on anything but what may have been going on in her stomach at that time.

That was until she decided to make a comment herself on the matter, “oh wow my stomach is going crazy rn, you might wanna move cause you’re a deadman if you stay there”

I retorted, in a pedantic manner I must say, maybe trying to goad her more, “it’s my flat I’m not gonna move, you should go sit somewhere else or use the bathroom if you have to, it’d be the polite thing to do”

This left her with her mouth agape, before she wryly smiled at me and shrugged her shoulders, “fine, have it your way”

After a minute or two (or what felt like an eternity) I could see her out the corner of my eye try to subtly inch closer to me and lean away, exposing her frankly mesmerising ass, tightly hugged by thin black leggings, in my direction. That’s when it happened, I saw her scrunch up the side of her face as a, wet bubbling fart was pushed out with force with yours truly downwind, frozen in place my instincts took over as I sniffed first before anything else, only to take in the most putrid, thick fart with an odour that could peel the paint off the walls.

I tried to scold her but could only cough in response as the stench clung to my nose and mouth, I could actually taste this foul concoction, feeling myself get aroused I tried to get up and put her cloud, but she pounced on me and before I could register what was happening she delivered a hissing bomb so close to my face I could feel the heat, this one was too much, I gagged immediately as the hot cheesy air hit me flush, but in the moment I let beast take over man and instead of pulling away and searching for fresh air I grabbed her by the hips and forced my face into the hot seat of her leggings, sniffing loudly and moaning into her soft fat ass.

“Omg omg omg” the words ran through my head as I outed myself, “my life is over what have I done” but instead of pulling away and shouting at me for being the freak I am, Layla laughed instead, “oh my! No way right? Omg of course, you’re into it aren’t you?? I always had my suspicions but surely no way does my BF’s sappy little friend enjoy my stinky ass”

“Wait no! It’s not like th-“ she cuts me off, “no no, you’re not gonna be able to explain yourself out of this one, I tell you what, this could actually be a lot of fun, you just sit there and be a good boy now and I’ll let you have another”

I lie still without responding, but making no efforts to object, “I’ll take that as a yes ma’am, don’t worry I won’t tell anyone of your little secret, but things are gonna have to be different from now on, now you stay still and I’ll reward you”

I could only nod as she remained perched on my face like a evil goddess adjusting to her new throne, “thats itttt” so whispers as she releases one last, long rumbling fart directly on my nose,the stink quickly envelops all my senses as my body jolts and shudders as I involuntarily cum in my pants.

She slowly lifts herself off and heads to join my flatmate, chuckling to herself as she swings her hips while leaving my sight.

What have I done?