(I’ve been having these reoccurring dreams with a 20 year old boy named Jeremiah, whose a stripper. Um we’re like dating and he’s super horny like all the time, so this is definitely a story that will have more than one part.)
You and Jeremiah have a lustful relationship. It is full of passion, sex and genuine love. He knows about your fart fetish, and he loves messing with you for it. Always playing with your psyche, farting around the house, in bed or while you’re taking showers. He farts so much it honestly annoys you. It’s too much, even for you. Sometimes you’ll be laying in bed and he gasses you out, whether you wanted it or not. You honestly think he enjoys your fart fetish more than you.
Today was no different. You were laying in bed ready to go to sleep when you hear the alarm go off, he must’ve gotten home from work. He was early today. Usually he doesn’t get off til later. You pay this no mind however. You just keep scrolling through your phone. Until your bedroom door swings wide open. You see Jeremiah standing there smirking at you, looking in the door from with his tall body and confident stature. He’s wearing a leather jacket and bedazzled jock strap. Nothing else. You can see the sweat cling to his body. Must’ve been a good night.
“Hey babe,” he says with a cocky tone. You groggily mumble something that barely sounds like a hello.
“Good to see you too,” he says sarcastically while chuckling. He starts to take off his jacket near the foot of the bed. He’s facing away from you and you’re staring at his beautiful sweaty ass glistening from the lamp he turned on. You watched as his fat cheeks jiggle while he struggle to take of his sleeves. Once he finishes with his jacket he sticks his thumbs on either side of his hips, in the waistbandof his jock. He turns around and flashes another sexy smirk at you, while he makes a show of releasing his ass from the shiny jock strap.
You hear it fall to the floor, and then, bam! Money shot, Jeremiah bends over to pick up his underwear from the floor. You see his cheeks spread. Seeming as if they were growing right in front of you. After standing in that position for a second. You know what’s about to come.
“Aw I’ve had to hold in my farts all night babe, and you know I went to the gym earlier-“
“And you know what that protein does to me. My stomach hurts soooo bad!-“
“I told my manager that I needed to come home or we were gonna have to close the club early like last time.”
You were getting hard from the rancid smell that was beginning to fill the room, and he knew it. You always fell into his trap. He continued to speak,
“At least no one had to get blasted in the face tonight, cause that was bad... at least not at the club.”
“No,” you moaned. That’s what you said, but you weren’t sure you meant it. When it came to Jeremiah it was always more fun playing hard to get.
“What do you mean no?” He asked with a fake confusion that just turned you on more.
“I haven’t fully seduced you yet.”
“What,” you say genuinely shocked. He was never this forward. He always just played with you until you were both having the best sex of your lives.
“Don’t be shocked you know what I mean,” he said as he made his way around the bed towards you.
“No no no,” you say smiling. “Not tonight.”
“Aw that’s what you say every night.”
You start to scoot across the bed. Laying parallel with the pillows and your feet at him. He smirks Again, and then you both chuckle. Laughing at your weak attempt to get away from him. Then Jeremiah makes intense eye contact with you. Holding his gaze with yours. He stops moving and you see his face strain a little.
A bassy 6 second fart comes out of his ass. He wafts it towards you and it smells putrid, but nothing entirely new. His proteins farts always smell like this. Sewagey with a little skunk. Completely unbearable. He then looks at you and smiles. He reached for your pillow swiftly and puts it up to his ass.
“No, babe c’mon, not the pil-“
Another explosive bassy fart erupts from his ass. This time slightly muffled by the pillow. His smirk turns into a full deviant smile as he rubs the pillow into his ass. Getting some in his crack.
“Ahhhh, I feel a little better.” He puts your pillow down, and you frown at him.
“What, I’m sorry I didn’t want to wake up the neighbors.”
“You’re an asshole,” you reply
“That’s why you love me,” he says back. He leans over you. Crawling on top of you. He stops once his knees meet your hips, he then places his hands at either side of your head. You two make eye contact once more and he flashes the biggest, dopiest smile ever. You smile in retaliation. Sweat drips from his chest and onto your neck. You then nudge his gut. Jabbing his stomach with your knuckle.
“Ooh,” he says before you both laugh. Jeremiah then leans down, and kisses you. You two embrace eachother in a passionate moment. The entire time you can feel his almost hard cock rubbing your stomach.
You let go of his lips, unlinking for a moment to sit up, but in doing so you knee him in the balls.
“Oww,” he says as he unmounts you grabbing his ballsack rolling over. You laugh tiredly. This gets a glare from Jeremiah.
“Oh you think that’s funny, huh,” he says with another mischievous smile.
“I’ll show you funny!” Jeremiah begins to stand on the bed. Towering over you, you look up to see his stupid mischievous smirk.
“Babe please don’t,” you beg, but you know your fate. He steps towards you and pulls your head into his thigh.
“You know where you’re going?”
“Lemme guess,” you respond.
“My ass,” you both say in unison. Of course you said it in a mocking voice. You loved to annoy Jeremiah when he was like this.
“You really must not like fresh air,” he said annoyed.
“Yeah-yeah can we just get this over with.”
“Oh, fuck you,” he replies. With this he turns around and grabs one of his butt cheeks giving you a good view of his hole, and the place you’d most likely be sleeping in.
Jeremiah grabs the back of your head and shoves your face into his ass.
“Ah, fuck it’s been a little while since we’ve done this. It feels so good having your face in my ass.”
Jeremiah rips a 4 second fart in your face, however it feels so much longer. Now that you’re in his ass the smell is greatly amplified it truly smells like something died in his intestines. He should probably get it checked out.
After he holds your face in this fart for a little. He lets you go. Your head just drops onto your pillow which releases some of the trapped fart stink from earlier. You then see him start to squat down over your face. You put your hands up in retalliation.
“Babe you’ve never sat on my face before.”
You feel the warmth of his ass hole over your nose. There is an intense amount of pressure, but it feels very intimate. You can hear his heart beat, you can also hear the gas moving through his intestines. You begin to slap his thighs in fear. Hoping he’ll let you out but you just feel him chuckle. Rubbing your hands to try and comfort you.
“Get ready for it babe.” After he says this you begin to thrash, but it’s too late.
Jeremiah releases a 7 second fart on your face. It’s by far the worst thing you’ve ever smelt, and it makes you choke. Causing you to cough into his ass. You continue to thrash, but you can feel yourself getting weaker as your run out of air.
He shows no mercy as he lets out another 6 second fart that devastates you worse than the previous one. You feel like you’re going to throw up. The skunk smell intensifies more than ever and it makes you feel sick.
Jeremiah lets out a final fart that lasts 3 seconds. It’s not as long as the other ones, but it’s enough to overwhelm your senses, and cause you to pass out. You feel your body go limp. And you feel Jeremiahs balls on your chin bouncing. He was enjoying your pain. God, why did you love him?
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