Roommate with a Rancid Ass

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The sudden buzzing snapped my attention to the phone sitting on an unopened box halfway across the room. Quickly, I jogged over and saw Steve and I’s picture on my screen and clicked the green button.

“Hey what’s up man?” I ask happily. It’s good to hear from him again now that I’m back. 

“How’re you settling in?! I’m so stoked to have you back bro!” He sounded even more enthused, and it brought a smile to my face. 

“Good! Good. It’s been a lot obviously, moving’s never fun. But hey, I’m really glad to be back so I can hang out more regularly again.” 

“Me too man, plus I can’t wait to introduce you to everyone here. I bet you’re gonna get along great with all of ‘em, it’s a super chill group.” He must be referencing his roommates, he’d been with this group of friends for about a year now and they seem to have kept him busy while I was away. 

“Hell yeah dude, it’ll be good to finally see them in person after hearing the stories.” 

“Oh you’re gonna be part of them now bro, trust me. Hey speaking of which, I think everyone’s gonna be around tonight and it is friday. Why don’t I see if we can round everyone up and hang tonight? If you’re free of course.” My heartbeat started to quicken slightly. Meeting everyone tonight? 

Unable to come up with a good excuse for either myself or Steve, “Fuck it, let’s do it man.” A cheer rang out through my phone’s speaker and I laughed softly.

“Yeah, that’s the spirit! I’ll text you the address once I can make sure everyone’s free. See ya bro!”

“Peace dude.” I hang up and set my phone down back on the box. Well that definitely gives me something to look forward to, I need to get out after a full day of unpacking. That being said, the next few hours were not going to be fun. 

It was around an hour later when I got the text from Steve, ‘Everyone is free so we’re thinking some pizza and eddies around 7 tonight. U in?’ I smile again, it’s been a while since we got high together so it should be fun. I sent a thumbs up, which was quickly followed up by his address and I went back to packing.

As 5:30 rolled around I decided it was time to take a shower and get ready. The hour quickly passed, slight nerves started to settle in but nothing major. Soon enough I found myself pulling out of my new apartment’s parking lot and heading towards Steve’s place. The drive was short and as I pulled into the driveway, I glanced at the clock on the dash: 6:43. Shit. I was uncomfortably early, but hey it’ll give me and Steve a minute to catch up first. I get out of my car and close the door before heading up to their bright blue door and knocking. 

Waiting for an answer, I step back and take in their place. It’s a small two story, couldn’t have had more than three bedrooms. Though for 4 mid twenty-somethings it was quite the place to call home. The door swung open and revealed Steve, a big grin cracking on his face the second he saw me. “Dude it’s been too long!” Just like old times we crashed into each other in a big hug, though we quickly pulled back.

“Yeah man, it’s so good to see you again! And damn, y’all have a nice house for being this close to the city.” I say, giddy at the reunion.

“Appreciate it bro, it’s been a dream come true to be honest. Three good friends and I with our own place, and hell now that you’re back it’s perfect. I know that it’s not a great reason to come back of course, but hey we’ll talk more about it when we don’t have the whole group.” His brows furrow with sympathy and he pats my shoulder heavily.

“Yeah, for sure. As for tonight, I’m psyched to finally get stoned with you again man. You got better shit than we used to?” I shoot him a sly grin and he laughs heartily.

“Much better, now here come on inside.” He leads me in and shuts the door, before taking me past the kitchen and into a living room. There are two couches set up, one across from a big wall-mounted TV and the other lining the left wall both nearly forming a big L. I take a seat on the left end of the center couch, practically the center of the seating area. Steve drops back, landing on the center of the couch with a heavy thud. He hunches forward and shoots me a side eye. I follow his lead and lean in close to him. “Before everyone comes out, I gotta let you know something. So you know how two of my friends are chicks right?” 

“Uh, yeah?” I ask, not quite sure of what he’s about to say.

“Just looking out for you bro.. Melissa is like just your type and very single.” I shot him an incredulous look and his hands shoot up into the air, “Hey, hey, it’s nothing weird I’m just trying to help a brother out. She’s super cool, you two are gonna get along great anyway. Just wanted to let you know.” 

I roll my eyes and punch his arm, “Yeah, alright I’ll keep it in mind.” 

“Just trying to help out after the breakup, that’s all.” He offers a genuine smile and I relax. 

“I appreciate you looking out for me man, let’s just see how things go.” 

He pats my shoulder, “Good. Now let’s see, everyone should be he-” Just then the front door bursts open and a girl runs into the room, one hand covering her nose and mouth with the other holding her flailing purse. She reaches the couch and tosses her purse down, all the while trying her best to stifle a retch. Her face was pale and her eyes seemed wild. Otherwise, she was quite traditionally attractive with shoulder length auburn hair, a slender build, and a pretty face. 

“Jesus Jess, are you ok?” Steve asked, concerned, though I could tell he was trying his best not to smile. She took a deep breath and turned to face him, but before she could respond someone else walked in and closed the door. Jess’ head swiveled instantly and her eyes narrowed. 

She pointed angrily to someone out of sight from the living room, “Now I am, but this bitch turned the car into a fucking gas chamber!” Steve burst out laughing, but I couldn’t help the flush creeping up my neck. I’d had a fart fetish for as long as I could remember, and the idea of this girl getting gassed out by her female friend got something going in me.

“Guilty as charged! It’s not my fault though, they definitely put whole milk in my coffee this morning when I asked for skim.” A strong, feminine voice called into the living room before she made it there herself.

“Tsk, yeah ok bitch. You could’ve at least rolled down the windows, you know.” Jess shot back, her annoyance laced with a hint of playfulness. That was when the unknown voice’s owner made herself known. Into the living room walked the sexiest woman I’d ever seen. It felt like I was in a movie where time slows down, seeing the love interest for the first time. Long, messy blonde curls framed a gorgeous face with deep, brown eyes and a cheeky smile. Her D cup breasts were bursting out of her low-cut t-shirt while her thick thighs made her jeans look like they could burst at any moment. The real showstopper though was her absolutely massive hips and ass, the entire thing looked almost too perfect to be real. Each cheek was easily the size of a basketball, and had just the right amount of wobble.

“But that wouldn’t have been as much fun now would it?” She sticks her tongue out at Jess, who proceeds to roll her eyes. That’s when the blonde turns and sees that I’m standing here, and her eyes widen. “Oh shit! Sorry, I didn’t realize you’d be here already. Jared, right?”

My mind goes blank for a moment before I’m able to catch myself, “I-uh yeah! Sorry, yeah I’m Jared, and you are?” 

She smiles cheekily, “I’m Melissa, and this is Jess. Oh and don’t worry about us, we’ve been besties since third grade so we always give each other shit.” Melissa puts her arms around Jess’ shoulder and pulls her in close, much to Jess’ chagrin. 

“Just a heads up, never get in a car with this bitch. She’s like a bomb waiting to go off constantly, and she thinks it’s ohhh so funny to let it rip in front of people.” Jess pulls herself free and starts walking back to her purse. 

Melissa’s grin has yet to fade, “It is funny! Everyone does it, they just aren’t as talented as I am.” She shoots me a look as though she made the funniest joke ever told, and I feel my cheeks warm. 

“Yeah, talented, that’s a way to put it alright. Be right back.” Jess grabs her purse and heads up the stairs before walking out of sight. 

Melissa walks over and sits down at the rightmost end of the other couch, her shoulders slouching the second she was finally off her feet. “Ahh, so Jared, you an old friend of Steve’s? He said you’re moving back home after being out in Denver for a couple years?” Her voice was equal parts inquisitive and relaxed.

I cleared my throat, her soft gaze making it slightly harder to focus. “Yeah, Steve and I have been best friends since.. god I don’t know, we were 4 or 5? And yeah, I was out there for work and uh.. a few other things. Important thing is though that I’m back, and glad to be.” 

She flashed me a big grin, “Hell yeah! If you’re best buds with Steve then I’m sure you’re a chill guy, guess we’ll find out soon enough.” Just then I heard a knock on a door upstairs. A moment later, two pairs of footsteps came down the stairs. Jess came out of the staircase and made her way over to the couch Melissa was on before delicately settling down into the far corner. Behind her was a tall guy with messy black hair and a warm smile who gave me a quick wave before making his way to the far end of the couch I was on and flopping down. 

Steve jumped in, “You’ve met Melissa and Jess, and this here is Tim. Tim, this is my old buddy Jared.” 

Tim gave me a smile, his eyes droopy, “Sup dude.” I flashed him a peace sign and he nodded slowly, the smile never leaving his face. I laugh to myself, I think he and I will get along just fine. 

Steve, ever the host, once again jumps in. “Alright so Tim’s got some stuff baking and they should be done soon. In the meantime did you guys wanna just  get some pizzas?” 

Tim just nods along as I gave a thumbs up, “Works for me.” Jess offered. 

“I want a whole one to myself though, gotta get the right toppings.” Melissa interjected, eliciting a groan from the other three. “Hey, you guys were the ones that suggested pizza! Just because it doesn’t happen to agree with my tummy doesn’t make it not worth it.”

Jess scoffed, “And who has to live with the repercussions of it, huh?” Melissa just shrugged and Jess shook her head. “Whatever, I’ll probably be asleep before you come upstairs anyway.” 

“Good! Everyone just put in whatever you want, we can figure it all out later.” Steve said, passing his phone to Tim.

Time passed, cursory questions were asked and answered. What did I do for work? Why’d I move back from Denver? Hobbies, interests, all the normal questions people may have. Eventually the pizza arrived and we all started eating. Not long after, Tim got a tray of brownies out of the oven and we each took one. 

“Ok guys, these are gonna be kinda strong and should hit more quickly than last time. Enjoy.” Tim said with as much enthusiasm as it seemed like he could muster. I took a bite and was surprised at how good it was. I was used to some primitive stuff that tasted like shit, but these actually tasted great. We continued shooting the shit for a while, until Steve had an idea. 

“You guys up for a little truth or dare?” Jess snickered and rolled her eyes, Tim seemed fully out of it, and Melissa shrugged before nodding. “Come on, it’ll be fun! Good way to get you into the group right?” He turned to me, a mischievous look in his eye. 

“Fuck it, why not?” I say, a smile plastered on my face. Steve grins before clapping, which rouses Tim from his stupor and gets all of our attention. 

“Good, I’ll start. Jess, truth or dare?” Jess turns to face Steve, her expression more relaxed than earlier in the night.

“Truth.” 

“Laaaaame.” Melissa pouts, making Jess giggle. 

“What’s your deepest fear?” Steve has genuine curiosity in his voice. Jess pauses for a moment, her facial expression darkening slightly before relaxing again. 

“I’m scared to be alone. It’s why I’m always out with Chris, or this bitch.” She gestures to Melissa, who gives a cute ‘awww’. Jess turns to me, “Oh right, Chris is my boyfriend by the way.” I nod. “Alright new guy, truth or dare?” 

My heart races slightly, unsure of what a dare would even look like. “Truth.” Melissa whines again, shaking her hand in my direction, which makes me chuckle. 

“Alright.. You’ve been a little evasive about it, why did you move back really?” Jess asks pointedly, and I feel a pinprick in my chest. I pause for a few moments, my memories flooding over me. 

“My uh.. girlfriend was cheating on me. I found out and decided I needed a fresh start. I saw that my job had just built a new headquarters out here last year and decided that coming back would work out perfectly.” As soon as the words left my mouth, a wave of relief washed over me. Putting it into words made it so much more real. Jess and Melissa’s eyes widened at my admission. 

“Shit, my bad. I didn’t realize it was like that.” Jess looked down.

“No, no, it’s good to talk about. I’m over it anyway.”

“Yeah, fuck that bitch. Cheaters ain’t worth your time!” Melissa cheered, making me smile. She grinned back. 

“Alright, Melissa truth or dare?” I ask. 

“Daaaaaaare, I ain’t no pussy.” She exclaims merrily, getting a laugh from all of us. 

“I dare you to… umm.” I pause, thinking of what I could even dare. Steve shoots me a glance and raises his eyebrows a couple times. I roll my eyes, groaning internally. “I dare you to have another brownie.” A chorus of ‘ooos’ arose from the group as Melissa gave an exaggerated shrug. 

“If I have to..” Melissa feigns a begrudging response and flashes me a grin. I feel my cheeks burn and I can’t help but dart my eyes away. She gets up and makes her way to the kitchen, returning only once she grabbed another brownie. 

Tim finally interjects, “You should probably only have half, this stuff’s pretty potent..” Melissa pouts for a moment before her eyes light up.

“If that’s the case, then Jared you gotta have the other half! Only fair since you made the dare.” Her voice was dripping with playfulness and it didn’t help the flush on my cheeks. Her playful attitude in tandem with how gorgeous she was made her unbelievably hot. 

“Naw-ah that doesn’t seem fai-” Steve tried to chime in, but I interrupted him, “You have yourself a deal.” The words left my mouth before I could even think. 

Melissa’s grin widened, “I like this guy Steve, hell of a lot cooler than you are.” She handed me half and lifted hers up as if to give cheers. I repeated her gesture and then we both took a bite. Her comment was making my heart beat faster, and getting more high felt like a better and better idea.  “Alright.. Tim truth or dare?” 

Tim slowly turned to face her, his eyes drooping even more than before. “Dare.” he said plainly. 

Melissa looked up thoughtfully before recognition registered in her eyes. 

“I dare you to pull my finger.” Immediate groans from the other three droned on. Tim sighed and started to stand up, but Steve put a hand on his shoulder to stop him. 

“You don’t have to do that man.” Steve said jokingly, but there was a hint of nervousness in his voice that piqued my interest. 

Tim just shrugged, “She’ll just do it anyway, this way my dare is easy I guess.” Steve shook his head but let go of Tim. Melissa was beaming the whole time, her arm outstretched with all but her pointer finger balled in a fist. Tim meandered towards her hand and reached out to grab her finger. He seemed cautious, reaching as far as he could so that he’d be as far from her as possible. The constant groans, Jess’ reaction from the car, the visible nervousness of everyone in the room. It painted a very vivid image in my head, one that was really turning me on. Surely her farts couldn’t be that bad? I was about to be proven wrong. 

He pulled her finger and jumped back to his far end of the couch. Melissa leaned to the right, her ass now pointing towards Jess who had begun staring daggers into Melissa. She scrunched up one eye and bit her lip when a massive fart rumbled out of her ass. It rolled on and on for a good 3-4 seconds, absolutely rattling the couch. Once she finished, she leaned back and put her arms behind her head in a relaxed manner, letting out an over the top sigh of relief. “Ahhhh, I feel like I lost 10 pounds with that one.” A huge grin was painted on her face, her eyes twinkling in glee. 

It only took a few seconds after her exclamation before her release took its first victim. Jess’ eyes nearly popped out of her skull and her shoulders lurched forward. Her hands shot up to cover her nose and mouth, but it didn’t help her from letting out a disgusted gag. In an instant she shot up and ran to the kitchen, “YOU GROSS BITCH!!!” Her voice was shrill and filled with disgust. Melissa started shrieking with laughter, doubling over on the couch.

That’s when I felt a wave of warmth wash over me and I took a breath. It smelled like a wave of rotten eggs with strong meaty undertones, and a cruel garlicky punch. It was easily the worst fart I’d ever smelled, and I’d lived through college with a bunch of rowdy party-goers. All of a sudden, Jess’ reaction didn’t seem like much of an overreaction. I coughed hard into my arm and covered my nose with my shirt. As much as I’d kill to smell as much of this beast as I could, I couldn’t seem like a freak to these guys. 

Only a few seconds staggered, Steven and Tim reacted similarly to me, both covering their noses with their shirts. “Fuck Melissa! That’s foul girl.” Steve shook his head and coughed again. 

It took her a little while to get over her fit of laughter, but eventually Melissa righted herself and wiped a tear from her eye, “Come on guys, it- hahaha, it wasn’t THAT bad!” 

Jess walked back into the room cautiously, but nearly instantly coughed and ran back into the kitchen, “YES IT WAS! Ugh you’re so fucking gross Mel. Jared, this is how she always is by the way. Hope she doesn’t scare you away from the rest of us.” 

I felt my cock stiffening quickly, every breath being thick with Melissa’s impressively bad gas was not helping my situation. I did my best to hide it under my sweatshirt and keep it under control. Before I could respond to Jess’ comment though, Melissa jumped in, “Ah come on, he could never be scared of me. I’m too sweet!” She turned to look at me, flashing her cheeky smile once again. “I’m not scaring you off am I?” She gave a fake pout, my cheeks must have been crimson at this point. 

“N-naw, everyone does it. But Jesus, that reeked dude.” I said, trying my best to sound as casual as possible. Luckily it looks like it worked as she relaxes and no one else seems suspicious. “So Tim, it’s your turn to ask right?” I ask, trying to steer the conversation away from Melissa and her raunchy fart. Though there was a part of me that wished she’d keep talking about it, it was so hot hearing her comment on it. 

“Oh, yeah. Steve, truth or dare?” Tim asks, his voice quiet from being under his shirt and presumably the weed. 

Steve clears his throat, “Truth.” 

Tim seems to think for a little while before finally sitting up slightly, “What was the most fucked up you’ve ever been?” 

Steve grinned and shot me a quick glance, “Well it was in college and I was at a party with this loser over here.” He puts his hand on my shoulder and shakes it a little before pulling away. “I was having shots with a bunch of frat guys and their sorority sisters, and I got completely wasted. I’m talking nearly blackout. I couldn’t stand, and I was just sprawled out on the floor covered in cheap beer and liqour. Then my knight in shining armor comes over with the girl he likes from his physics lab. He tells her that he needs to help me! This guy right here helped me stumble all the way home, completely unable to walk on my own, instead of hanging out with his crush. That’s why he’s my brother, always looking out for people.” Steve punched me in the arm and gave me a sly look. What a homie. 

“Awwww that’s so sweet!” Melissa squealed, making my heart race. 

“Alright Jess, truth or dare?” 

Jess rolled her eyes, “Me again already? Fine, truth then.” 

“No way you just picked truth twice in a row. Looooser!” Melissa teased and Jess slapped her arm lightly.

“How many times have you had sex with Chris in this living room?” Steve was grinning, knowing he’d strike a nerve. 

Jess’ cheeks flushed a bright pink and she looked to the floor, “I-I uh, I don’t.. look we’ve never.. ..twice.” Her face is as red as a tomato and everyone laughs. “Yeah, yeah go on laugh. Mel was upstairs and needed privacy and no one else was home so, uh, well.. yeah. ANYWAY. Mel since you were soooo nice before, it’s your turn. Truth or dare?” 

Melissa, who was clearly having the time of her life and stoned as hell, simply responded, “Dare.” with a smile. 

Now it was Jess’ turn to grin mischievously, clearly getting the answer she expected. “I dare you to go make out with Jared for 30 seconds.” The air in the room, while still slightly funky from the fart earlier, turned still. Everyone seemed a bit taken aback by Jess’ words, me the most. I could barely register what was said and I felt my manhood stir again at the mere thought of what was suggested.

Before anyone else spoke a word, Melissa smiled and stood up. “Ok.” was all she said before she walked up to me and took a seat on my lap. Her fat ass fell so fast that I couldn’t react before it slammed into my groin, the sensation was unbelievable. Her face was now less than a foot from mine and I could smell her perfume, a soft vanilla. “If it’s ok with you of course.” Her cheeky smile made my brain melt and my vocal chords dry up. 

“I-yeah that’s ok.” Her eyebrows became more pointed, and her lips curled up higher as she leaned in so that her lips were only an inch or two from mine. 

She spoke but her words were a whisper, something only I could hear, “I can tell you’re into me, let’s just have some fun.” I nod lightly and the gap between us closes. Her lips are soft and sweet, playfully moving against my own. Her generous chest presses into me as my hands explore her back. One quickly settles on her shoulder and the other on the small of her back, while hers grab the back of my head, her fingers running through my hair. Only a few seconds pass before her lips part and her tongue darts into my mouth. Mine meets hers and begins a passionate dance, each desperately searching for as much purchase as they can find. My cock is rock hard at this point and I feel it press into her thick ass. As soon as it does, I feel her squeal and begin to moan into the kiss. 

Not a few seconds later that a voice calls out, “Alright, alright, you guys can cut that out now!” Jess sounded embarrassed. Melissa continues for another moment before reluctantly pulling back and flashing me a seductive smile. She takes the moment to turn herself in my lap, giving her ass a wiggle before getting back up and sauntering back to her spot on the couch. God what a tease. “You two should get a room. It was just supposed to be a stupid dare, didn’t have to enjoy it that much.” Jess scoffs, clearly flustered. Melissa shoots me a flirty look, and I smile back. 

“Well if you insist.. Jared, care to join me upstairs?” Melissa asks in an over-exaggerated manner. She raised her eyebrows, that same cheeky smile on her lips. I didn’t know how to respond. 

“I-uh..” 

Before I could make a fool of myself, Steve pats me on the arm, “Go on then, you heard the lady. Plus it’ll spare us from her nasty ass, you’re a martyr bro.” He gave me a grin. With that Melissa stood up and slowly walked to the staircase, an intentional sway of her hips in each step. 

“I was kidding! God you really are a slut Mel. Whatever, just don’t touch ANYTHING on my side of the room.” Jess pouted, before letting out a small giggle. “Have fuuuun you two.” She called out as I got up and followed Melissa up the stairs. 

She took her time getting up the stairs, clearly aware that I had nowhere to look but right at her ass. Once we got to the top, she led me to a bedroom on the far left end of the hall. Before we stepped inside, she whispered to me, “Enjoy the view on the way up?” I nodded and she giggled. “Good, now come on.” We entered the room, and it was quite spacious. There were two clear sides of the room, each with their own bed and desk. While one side of the room had abstract paintings, gold trim, and a pink frilly bed. The other was covered in punk band posters, LED lights, and stuffed animals. It wasn’t hard to deduce which side was who’s. Melissa walked over to the bed with a black comforter and covered in various stuffed animals before flopping back against the headboard. She motioned for me to follow her, and I did so, sitting a few feet from her. 

“So.. I saw how you were looking at me tonight. Kinda hard not to notice.” She spoke with confidence, but it was kind, not intimidating.

“That obvious huh? Sorry, I hope I wasn’t making you uncomfortable.” I scratched the back of  my neck, as I felt a flush creep its way up. 

She smiled warmly, “No, not at all. You seem like a genuine guy, plus you’re super cute so that doesn’t hurt. Being a good kisser is a nice bonus too.” She grinned and raised her eyebrows, her head tilting forward ever so slightly. “So.. was I right then?” 

“Right about what?” I ask curiously.

“Well, do you like me or do you just think I’m hot?” Her tone gets more serious for a moment. 

“I-I mean we just met today, but.. yeah. I like you, you’re really fun to be around. One of those people that kinda has an electricity you know? Really picks up the room.” Her face softened for a moment before her cheeky smile came back. 

“Well thank you Jared, that’s sweet of you to say. Did you still want to have a little fun tonight?” Her voice is a sultry mix of playfulness and mischief. 

“Depends, what did you have in mind?” I give her a relaxed smile, doing my best to calm my nerves. I’ve been in this situation before many times in the past, but something about Melissa was making me so much more anxious than usual. 

“Well, why don’t we make out some more and see where things go?” She reached up and grabbed my collar, gently pulling me towards her. 

“That sounds good..” I fall into her embrace and our lips meet again. Once again I’m overwhelmed by the sweetness and I melt into her. My body is laying on top of her, my left arm keeping me up. Her hands find their way back into my hair, as she struggles for purchase. My manhood is hard as a rock, and I settle myself onto her as I slowly hump against her lap. I’m sure she feels me as she begins softly moaning again, her hands’ movements becoming more erratic. As I hold myself up with my left hand, my right begins to explore her generous curves. One of her hands looses itself from my head and meets mine. Her palm settles on the back of my hand as she guides it down her body. Eventually my hand reaches her ass and she stops guiding me, her hand darting back up. I take her signal and begin groping at her massive ass. It was like being in heaven, her cheek was soft yet firm, easy to squeeze but overtly plump. 

Our kiss continued, our tongues once again starting up their explorative tango. Each squeeze of her ass elicited a distinct little yelp, and just led to an even more feverish kiss. All of a sudden though she seemed to stop, all of her motions dulled and slow. It only remained like this for a moment before the bed shook with a short but powerful fart rumbling out of her ass. As soon as it came to a close, she pulled back just enough to whisper something, “Sorry..” Her lips pressed back into mine before I could register what happened, and she picked up her pace quickly as though nothing had happened. 

It was only a few more moments before a deeply rotten, and thickly meaty stench filled my nose. This happening while making out with the sexiest girl I’d ever seen broke me. My cock pressed into her far harder than it had before, and my humping sped up. I couldn’t help my arousal as her disgusting fart clung to the inside of my nose. She gasped, pulling back from the kiss. Her eyes were wide, full of mischief and curiosity. “Why’d you speed up?” 

The weight of what I just conveyed started to register and I quickly started to panic. “S-sorry, I uh, what do you mean?” I manage to stumble out, trying my best to feign ignorance. 

She placed her hand on the front of my shoulder and pushed, flipping me over so that I was now on my back. Quickly, she crawled on top of me, flipping our previous position. She leaned in close, her face maybe half a foot from mine. Her eyes were playful and wild, boring into mine. 

“Why did you seem to get more excited right. when. my. fart. reached us?” Her grin was growing, and I knew I couldn’t come up with an excuse at this point. My cheeks felt hotter than they’ve ever been.

“I-ok look. I um, I kind of have a thing for women farting. You happy?” 

Her eyes narrowed in satisfaction, her cheeky smile bigger than it had been all night, “Yes, very happy. Do you know how many guys go soft the second they smell a tiny toot from this ass? It’s honestly really frustrating. But you aren’t just neutral, you get harder from getting a whiff?” Her right hand started to drift down my side, slowly gliding until it settled on my manhood. She gave it a solid grasp through my pants and I gasped at the sensation. She leaned in, her lips now an inch from my ear. The warm puff of her breath sends jolts of electricity through me. She starts to whisper, “So, what about farts turn you on then dirty boy?” All the while, she gently messages my cock through my pants. All of it is almost too much for me, but I can’t let it stop. 

“Everything; the sound, the smell, the reaction, all of it. The smell turns me on the most though.” I manage to get the words out, despite her overwhelming teasing. She pops the button of my pants and starts to unzip them. 

“The smell, hmm? How do mine smell then? I’ve always had the worst gas of all my friends, guys or girls. Probably IBS or something, I dunno.” As she whispers this into my ear, her hand starts to make its way into my pants. Once her hand finds my cock through my boxers, she grasps it tightly, eliciting another gasp from me. 

It takes me a few seconds to get my thoughts straight, all of my willpower is on focusing through her playing. “They smell so bad Melissa, it’s so fucking hot. Easily the worst I’ve ever smelled.” She giggled heartily, clearly satisfied with my answer. 

“So you like when they fucking reek then?” 

“Mhm..” 

She grins mischievously, “You’re in luck then dirty boy, I had like 6 slices of pizza tonight and I’ve been mostly holding it in for those losers. About time I started letting loose dontcha think?” She lightly bites her lip as her grip on my cock tightens. All I can do is nod vigorously and she giggles again. “Aren’t you an excitable one? Well that’s just how I like them.” All of a sudden, a loud gurgle rumbles through her stomach and she shoots me a flirty look. “Want to smell one up close?” My brain short circuits and I just look into her eyes blankly for a second. “Gotta make up your mind fast, I can’t hold it in forever.” 

Without letting another second pass, I find the words I’m looking for, “Fuck, yes!” Not my smoothest moment, but she seems satisfied. She gets up and turns around, before getting on her hands and knees. She is now presenting me with quite possibly the most arousing sight of my life, Melissa’s gargantuan ass straining every fiber in her jeans, pointing right at me invitingly. 

“Go on, get in there! It’s about to blow.” I didn’t need to be told twice as I dived into her ass. As soon as my nose fell into the crevice of her cheeks, I was met with a faint hint of her previous meaty release. I settled my nose as deep as I could and she giggled. “I’ve never farted in someone’s face before, hopefully I don’t kill you.” That was all she said before the gates of hell opened. 

This fart came from somewhere deep, and it came with a fury. Her ass erupted plumes of gassy death straight into my nose, coating it with its particular brand. Despite having done this with a few girls before, nothing could have ever prepared me for taking a fart from Melissa directly in the face. This fart was thick and nauseatingly warm, reeking of spoiled cheese, decaying meat, and was toe curlingly sulphuric. Each second of her seven second long release sent more of her demonic stench directly up my nose and deep into my lungs.

Once it finally came to a close, Melissa let out a massive sigh of relief and started laughing hysterically. I didn’t have the chance to pull my face out of her ass before she fell on her side in laughter. I blinked a couple times, still unable to process just how simultaneously, deeply disgusting and unbelievably arousing that experience had been. Melissa peaked up at me, still in the same position I had been in her ass and started laughing all over again. After another moment or two, I shook myself from my shell shock and fell back into a sitting position. 

“S-sorry for laughing so much, I just- hahaha god I’ve never farted right in someone’s face before. It looks like you just saw someone get murdered! Well, I probably did murder your sense of smell.” She kept giggling, “You are ok, right?” Her expression was a mixture of concern and withheld laughter. 

“That was the hottest thing that’s ever happened to me.” I don’t have it in me to lie at this point, all I crave is more of Melissa and her ridiculously nasty ass. 

Her eyes look like they’re going to pop out of her head, “Are you serious?! Me-” she lowers her voice, realizing she was nearly shouting at this point, “farting up your nose? That was the hottest thing you’ve ever experienced?” She looked at me as though I just proved magic was real. I just nodded, her expression not changing for a few seconds. Then she shrugs, “Well lucky you then, cause I’m gonna destroy your world tonight~” She flashes me a flirty smile as she crawls towards me.