Jenny's Lesbian Fart Obsession: Gym With a Friend

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Poppp poopopop pop popppooopop bllt trrnnnnt pllllp pllt plrt pop BRRRAAAPPP- she had accidentally let the rest go early, and it was quite loud. not only was her sister forced to sniff up all of her lethal gas, but sarah didn’t gag from it either!

She had a nice apartment that was passed down from her parents, that all my friends used to chill at before heading to the club.she said to sam, loving how disgusting it sounded- sam knelt down and sarah stood and bent over slightly. Meanwhile, the goth girl (whose name might have been kristal) let hers rip loudly onto the open flame. She decided that maybe the converse would work- she tried with her next fart to push as quickly as possible, to make it all go away at once.

Sarah couldn’t wait until sam came over, but her farts didn’t hold up- they rippled out (they were a bit soggy today) with or without a face behind them. I don’t remember everything that was put in it but I remember there was broccoli and a lot of cheese.Within seconds, the smell hit the downstairs dining room, and she heard her parents coughing and choking, blaming eachother for the powerful stink. She must have been weakened by a lack of oxygen, though, and her resistance offered only to bury her nose further in Sarah’s ass. As I was in some random train of thought, I see Danabelle lift her right cheek, squint and open her mouth and let go one of the loudest farts I ever heard come out of someone’s behind. She unleashed her bountiful morning gas in a long, concentrated puff that turned into a high, wet squeak on occasion. She sat down onto her face, her ass covered only by the thin panties she had slept in, ready for some revenge for all the farts she put up with.

BBBBRRRRRRNNNNNNMMMMMTTTT- it exploded wetly through her panties out into the air, and she giggled at how loud it had been. BBBBLLLRRRNT, BRRRRMP, BLRT, PRRRRIIIiiiiIIIPP- she let loose a series of moist farts into her bankets, each one filling the entire house with intense sulfur.

To my surprise there was Danabelle sitting on the one metal chair with a friend of hers sitting on top.

After taking some snacks and going back to the table to pour myself another drink, I overhear her and her friends talking. Her parents promptly stood up and rushed out of the building, not daring to reenter for a good 6 minutes. She felt unfulfilled somehow, and figured that if she truly wanted to understand her sister’s suffering (and thus make it more enjoyable) she would have to take a small sample.

I think most of the guys were pretty disgusted but I think Danabelle caught me smiling a lot after that one. As her friend was eating her lunch out of a Tupperware, I see Danabelle lift both cheeks off the seat and prepare myself for what was going to happen. One rainy Thursday afternoon, after a particularly uninteresting math class, Sarah began her usual walk home. Were her sense of smell normal, she assumed that this type of fart would be the one that lingered for several minutes, the kind you could actually taste.