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Love In The Trenches

Date: 3/28/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Female Domination, Mind Control, Scatology, Author: nunkie, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

you know, but I gave it up. It would prickle me and gave me an allergic reaction of sorts. That’s why it’s so long and dense now.’ ‘I don’t mind. It’s natural. I like it.’ Susan was quiet for a while, contemplating her fingernails. Suddenly, she pulled up her left leg bent at the knee and a long fart sputtered lazily from her ass. I was perplexed and for a while I didn’t know what to do. The air filled with the foul fumes of her fart, but I didn’t dare budge. I wasn’t quite sure what to think of it. Never before had I heard a woman fart in my presence. I’d smelled plenty, in elevators and board rooms. I had always wondered how I knew to ignore such occurrences with absolute stoicism lest offending the woman present, if such matters to my best recollection had never been discussed with me. Susan lowered her leg and sighed. ‘There’s natural for you.’ No use to pretend I’d ignored it now, if she was flaunting it. I searched her face for a clue as to a motive, but there was none. She was oblivious to my bewilderment, wiping fluff from the bed linen off her breast. She had farted. So what? But I had to say something, be it only to relieve my own tension. ‘Quite a myth-buster.’ ‘What myth?’ ‘Women don’t fart.’ ‘Oh but we do. All the time. Most of us just don’t like getting caught at it, that’s all.’ ‘You sure got busted, though.’ ‘I wasn’t exactly trying to sneak one in on the sly. I got gas up my ass, I fart. Silly to hold it in if it’s going to come out anyway. So I’m no fairy ... tale princess. Who cares?’ Indeed, who cared? If she didn’t, why should I? Fuck tight-assed women and their hypocrisy. Susan a-farting was more woman then they would ever be. ‘I don’t mind. I’ve always thought women’s fart phobia suspect. It’s a perfectly natural body function, like so many others. Nothing to it.’ ‘You liked it, huh?’ ‘What?’ ‘My fart.’ I froze. Where was she going with this? My wife had called me a dirty pig after tricking me into admitting I liked the smell of her vagina. ‘I wouldn’t go as far as stating I liked it. With all due respect, there is a certain odoriferous aspect to gassy discharge that was not designed to please the finer palate.’ ‘You’re so full of shit.’ Here I was going out of my way to be generous about the whole affair, and what did I get for it? Insult. ‘W-what do you mean?’ ‘This one says you liked it.’ She was pointing down at my dick, which was still standing out straight from my lap. Yes, there was something extremely arousing about a woman farting. I’d never acknowledged that for myself, but I couldn’t ignore my state of excitement just talking about it. Something in me wondered where she was going with this. I looked at Susan. There was no sign of mockery on her face. There was a shine in her eyes that I couldn’t quite place. ‘I don’t know. I couldn’t say. Nothing like this has ever happened to me before.’ ‘I could… Would you like to find out?’ Her hand was on my shoulder now. I felt confused. There was my pride, which did not allow ...