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intro post:
u can call me sck
22
TAKEN :P do not flirt w me
he/they
mostly eprocto . maybe some other slob stuff.
minors, ddlg or other variants, rape/non-con kinks all DNI
Imagine you're on voice chat with your fave playing video games. You're both immersed in the game, enjoying each other's company, when you hear a low, droning burp directly in your ears.
"Ah, sorry," they say, not sounding particularly chagrined. "I've got some soda to finish off from dinner."
You manage to brush it off, glad they can't see you blushing, and continue the game. The mic is directly against your fave's mouth and you can hear every little expulsion of gas as they finish their drink. While you're both in a tense, silent part of the game, your speakers erupt with a long, bubbling fart from your fave's mic, a truly revolting noise that makes your body flush all over.
"Pardon," is all they say. Then some more quiet farts that rumble just audibly through your headset. They sigh, and mumble an "Excuse me."
You're completely distracted for the next few hours, listening for every wet belch and humid fart, always finished with a casual "Pardon," or "'scuse me". It seems nearly ridiculous, the lazy politeness in the wake of such disgusting expulsions, and you can't get over how they barely seem to acknowledge their gassy interruptions.
It comes to a head when they're in the middle of explaining the next part of the game, and just behind their voice you can hear the now-familiar rumble of a particularly long fart. It drones on and on while they talk, starting to sound greasy and gooey, until finally they grunt and force out a final, sloppy squelcher. "Ooh, fuck. Excuse me. I think I need to shit," they explain with a faint laugh, and you're glad they can't see your bright red face.
what i wouldn’t give to have my face pressed in a big fucking ass right now, subjected to a bunch of wet, bubbly farts 🥵 like please let me worship your stinky ass while you degrade me for being such a dirty slut
need a partner to sink into lazy, slovenly domesticity with. we start off prim and polite, too shy to even burp around each other in case that's too gross. holding in farts despite how uncomfortable it is, waiting until we get home before finally relaxing. but over time, the distance we need to revert back into our basest self decreases. soon, my partner only waits until my front door is closed before parting one cheek to vent their gas into the open air, sighing heavily as their stomach ache eases instantly. soon, I only wait until my partner leaves the room before I'm squeezing out a deep, muffled blast into their couch cushion, with only 90% certainty that they can't hear. soon, we both allow small burps while we eat, neither of us commenting as those eruptions grow louder and more relieving every time we catch up.
eventually more and more of our grossest habits slip up, unable to be hidden the more we spend time together. they catch me emptying my bladder when we shower together, the age old impulse too strong to ignore. I spot them digging into their underpants for a much needed scratch while they play video games. they rub my full stomach after dinner and smile when my ass passes the stream of gas that warms the air around us. I undo their belt when they get home from work, massaging the tension out of their belly that they had to hold in all day. we're finally able to be ourselves without concern that the other will find it too gross or impolite. we're finally comfortable in all forms 💚
got this new thing for domestic type farting. You coming home from a long day of work and unloading your sore stomach on my face, gassing me out as I sniff and eat your farts.
Wanna have my head resting in someone's lap then suddenly have them gently push my face into there crotch as they let out a long loud fart and not let go of the back of my head till the smells gone, gently stroking my hair as i sniff...
Anyway-
Facefarts from a father figure who knows how gross you think it is. Who laughs when you grab at him to try and push him away. Who groans loudly on purpose, holding you in place while he lifts his leg and tries to force another one out "No no, wait I think this one's gonna be big..."
Feeling the fabric heat up against your nose while he lets out the most rancid old man fart you've ever heard, so disgusting he has to fan his own nose. Patting your head when you're done and then cooing at the tears in your eyes, at the glare you give him. Chin up, sport. You know he could do worse.
That erotic and vulgar sigh and moan people sometimes do after a fart, especially dudes.
It felt way more relieving and orgasmic then they'll ever admit to, and you can tell. Their whole body relaxes, sometimes a shiver accompanying that dirty release as they lifted their leg. Like you enjoyed that huh, I know that felt amazingly good. Freak.
no ur not a freak or a pervert if u can’t even handle the idea that people like feet or farts or eating ass . js
pre-shit farts >>>
Boys who fart. Boys who toot. Boys who rip ass. Boys who lift one of their plump cheeks off of their seat and fire off a reverberating bassy note. Boys who bend over and jut out their fat ass before firing off an explosive bubbly ripper. Boys who dare their other guys friends to pull their finger before erupting like a human whoopee cushion. Boys who cropdust public spaces without even an ounce of shame, smirking smugly when they hear people begin to cough and complain. Boys who sit their hefty caboose on their friend’s chest, jokingly teasing about how they can’t hold it any longer as said friends tries to shove them off and yells at them to get up between laughs. Boys who FART.
boyfriend who farts while cuddling so you can't escape it
Whenever I see people utilizing the heat of farts in a scenario, it’s usually to make things too hot. Overheating, dripping sweat, accentuating discomfort and overwhelming sensations. And while I’m sure that’s sexy to a lot of people, it just, uh, isn’t for me. Because I’m a sensitive lil guy who just likes feeling nice (and am sensitive to too-hot temperatures).
So instead, I offer: the warmth of farts as a relief.
It’s winter, and Person A is freezing. They’ve just come in from outside and the upper layer of skin for their face, ears, and whatever else was exposed to the elements still feels frozen through. Maybe the heater is still taking a while to kick in, so the inside of the house is cold too.
Fortunately, they know they have a full night of cuddling with Person B ahead of them. And Person B has been eating their favorite (gas-inducing) food all day.
Person A curls up behind B, with their face right in the line of fire, and sighs in relief as the farts roll out. Warm, thick clouds of gas flow from B and surround A like a loving embrace. They defrost while taking deep, loving sniffs, bringing some of that nice hot air inside of them.
imagine being out on a dinner date with your slob of an s/o or f/o for your anniversary when they drop their fork and it lands under the table. you could've sworn it looked more like they threw it, but they're so good at acting disappointed that it dropped, you don't question it. you bend down underneath your table as a romantic gesture on such an occasion, and you notice that their fork is actually dropped way closer to them. it'd be much easier for them to get it themself, but you decide to go through the trouble for them, just because you're a good partner like that. they know this, of course, considering that they -- expecting that you'd bend down like you did -- immediately gripped your head and shoved it closer to them once you got far enough under the table. you looked up to shoot a confused look at them; a futile effort, considering the tablecloth was blocking everything but their crotch and below. before you even had time to fully process what was happening, your ears were assaulted with the loud rumble of their gas against the wooden seats, followed by their laugh of triumph as the rancid stench hit your nostrils. and judging by the fact that they lifted their leg up after the first rumble... they weren't going to stop anytime soon.
Casual slobbiness. Someone that rips the sloppiest, nastiest, wettest, bubbliest, grossest farts imaginable as if it was nothing. No change in facial expression, they didn't force it out at all, just let it slip out on it's own. They don't bring any attention to it at all afterwards.
And if you ask them about it they'll say it was "just a fart, no big deal" while the air around them is nearly unbreathable from the stench.
And they do this constantly, no matter the setting they're in and with little regard for anyone around.
That erotic and vulgar sigh and moan people sometimes do after a fart, especially dudes.
It felt way more relieving and orgasmic then they'll ever admit to, and you can tell. Their whole body relaxes, sometimes a shiver accompanying that dirty release as they lifted their leg. Like you enjoyed that huh, I know that felt amazingly good. Freak.
Just imagining a gassy roommate who can't relieve himself properly unless he's sitting on your face. He's a slob and he's all sweaty(he definitely hasn't showered in days either)
"Your face is just so comfortable, don't wanna move" He would groan
To make it worse, he claims it's best if his ass is skin to skin with your face. He likes the feeling of your face in his ass how it buries you completely
Oh yeah and he ate tons of dairy so... you'll gonna be there for a while until he needs to shit but you never know if he'll actually get up for that too...