1. Queen Aroma's Festive Party


    Date: 10/28/2015, Categories: Fetish, Lesbian Sex, Sex Humor, Author: LittleMissFart, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    full of fresh air I take in. "Hm, well, you tried, I guess." She scrunched and twisted her lips up. "Sorry." I frowned unhappily with myself. "Nevermind." She replied, and just before she got off me, she stopped herself and paused. "Hold on." She told me, as I felt her push on me. I knew what was coming, but was powerless to stop her. *Pfftttlblblbpfft!* Another smelly fart rattled out of her, right over my chest and into my face. I sniffed in, don't know what else I was expecting as I sniffed it, but it still smelt as hot and heavy as before. "Ahhhhh." She sighed happily, and stood up off me. "There's a little keepsake for you!" She looked at me and taunted. She then released the leashes around my arms, setting me free from the metals poles, and hooked the leashes back onto her twins' collars. She lead them away with her, back over to her seat on the bleacher. I rolled onto my knees, and humiliatingly crawled back over to my pink dot on the mat, next to the other sniffers. I could still very much smell her ass and her farts in my nose. My cheeks were glowing a shade of warm red, as I felt the eyes of everyone in the large gymnasium, from queen to sniffer, burning into me. I could hear the sound of the queens chatting in hushed tones to eachother, some were laughing, no doubt talking and laughing about what Queen Aroma just did to me. "Right, girls," Queen Aroma suddenly spoke aloud, "who's ready to exchange gifts?" She grew a big grin. "I am!" One of the queens declared ...
    with glee, making the others chuckle. "That's good to hear." Aroma softly giggled. "Ladies, if you will please follow me." George walked up to the bleacher and instructed. All the queens walked off the bleacher, and was led out the room, with Queen Aroma following behind, pulling along her 2 loyal twins who were once again sniffing away at her large rump as they crawled behind her. Me and the other sniffers looked around at eachother, a little unsure of what we're supposed to do now... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Chapter 9: The Sweet Smell of Imprisonment A few minutes later, Gary, the creepy servant, walked over to us. He looked very sternly at me, perhaps upset over George defending me earlier. He was grabbing every sniffer's leash and then yanked hard on us. "Come along." He gruffly uttered, and began pulling us. We crawled behind him as he led us out the room. We got to a big closed arched wooden door, and could hear muffled voices from the other side. Gary stood there for a moment, and then glanced down at me, a scowl on his face. "You lot, you go in there." He muttered, pointing to the bottom of the wall beside the big door, letting go of our leashes. I was closest to the wall, and I looked at it, confused. "Go on, get in there!" He barked, and pushed me with his bare foot. I growled angrily under my breath. I placed my hands on the wall as I knelt, feeling around, wondering what he means. "You stupid ...
«12...343536...4041»