“Five…”
A loud, nauseating fart bursts into your mouth and trails off with a long, wet sputter. It tastes like rot, and echoes vulgarly before slipping down your gullet.
“Four…”
A silent hisser surges out from her winking bud and floods your mouth with a dense, stinking cloud of hot gas. It coats your taste buds with the unmistake taste of something truly awful, and it’s immediately apparent that this had come from somewhere very deep inside of her. You gag a bit, but your cock twitches.
“Three…”
Several wet farts bubble out from her ass and down your throat in the span of a second, each pop making your cheeks puff out just a little bit more. You feel light-headed and nauseous, having inhaled most of your ‘air’ from out of this girl’s gut, but you’ve only grown harder since this whole thing started.
“Two....”
Another loud, long fart explodes out of Sam’s booty. It’s noticeably wetter on its way out than all of the ones that preceded it, and even to you, it sounds exceedingly gross and nasty. The rank taste of something more than just gas is heavy this time, almost makes you throw up. Still, your lizard brain goes crazy for it. In spite of yourself, groin throbs as you feel your climax approaching—you’re so close.
“One…”
After swallowing the last one, your mouth immediately fills with the loudest, nastiest and most vile fart of the day. It begins as impossibly loud and airy before transitioning to a hot, hissing surge of gas and ends with a sputter so disgusting and wet that you wonder for a split second if you’d already failed (you hadn’t). You realize you don’t really care, and before the end of the fart, your eyes roll back in your head. Seeing her cue, Sam quickly gobbles up your cock and takes you as deeply she can manage. With a shudder, you cum explosively, pumping rope after rope of hot spunk down the blonde’s throat with enough force to make her gag. You get the feeling that your spurts might’ve hit the ceiling if she hadn’t been there to take them, but as you pass out, you’re definitely glad that she had.
Pulling off of your manhood, Sam swallows what remains of your cum. “Call me sometime,” she whispers, planting a kiss directly onto your lips. Clutching her stomach, she makes a run for the restroom, leaving you unconscious and smelling distinctly like her ass for at least the next week.