BlondBlaster - Tricked Into Fart Smelling
You, the eager ass sniffer, have been longing for this moment. The chance to inhale the musky scent emanating from my sweaty, well-toned ass. Your heart races with anticipation as you kneel before me, your face inches away from the object of your desire.
I, BlondBlaster, stand triumphantly before you, having just finished a grueling workout. My body glistens with sweat and my ass is clad in nothing but a tiny thong. I lean forward slightly, giving you an enticing view of my round, firm cheeks peeking out from the skimpy fabric.
Slowly, teasingly, I lean back against the wall and wiggle my hips, causing my ass to sway hypnotically. You can't take your eyes off of it. You want to reach out and grab those firm globes, but you resist - for now.
"You like that smell, don't you?" I ask, my voice low and seductive. "The scent of unwashed ass, au naturel." I grin, knowing the answer deep down. "Well, I saved you some sweat to clean off my ass. But first, just inhale my smell."
I take a deep breath, filling my lungs with the intoxicating mix of sweat and musk that lingers around my ass. Then, with a mischievous grin, I exhale directly into your waiting nostrils. Your eyes widen in surprise, but your nose is already adjusting to the new scent.
"Earn a lick deep inside my asscrack," I challenge you. "Now take your time and slowly inhale."
As you lean in closer, I can feel your warm breath against my skin. Your nostrils flare slightly as you take in another deep breath of my ass-scented air. And then, finally, I give you what you've been waiting for.
"Here it comes," I murmur, releasing a soft, warm fart directly into your face. The heady scent of decaying ass is unmistakable as it wafts up towards your nose. You try not to gag, but your natural instincts take over, and you inhale deeply.
Your face turns a shade of crimson as your eyes roll back in pleasure. I can see that you're getting off on this, and I grin wickedly.
"That's it," I whisper, my voice barely audible over the sound of your ragged breathing. "You like that, don't you?"
You nod frantically, unable to speak, your tongue tracing the line of my thong. I lean back against the wall, arching my back slightly to present my ass to you.
"Then lick it," I command.
Without further hesitation, you reach out and press your tongue against the tiny pair of cheeks peeking out from my thong. I feel the warm, wet tongue as it traces my crack, seeking out the source of the intoxicating scent. Your nose is still buried deep in my ass crack, inhaling long, slow breaths of the musky, fart-scented air.
I close my eyes, savoring the sensation of your tongue on my skin, the smell of my ass in your nostrils. This is power, pure and simple. And it feels amazing.
"That's it," I murmur, my voice barely above a whisper. "Lick it up. All of it."
And so you do, lapping up every last drop of the musky, fart-scented nectar that clings to my skin. I feel the warmth of your tongue against my anus, teasing the entrance, causing my ass to clench involuntarily.
As you continue to worship my ass, I can feel myself growing wet between my legs. The power I hold over you is intoxicating, and it's driving me wild. This is a sensation like no other, and I intend to savor every last moment of it.
As I lean back against the wall, letting you take me in, I can't help but wonder - will you ever be able to resist this addictive scent, this intoxicating mix of sweat and musk and fart? Or will you always be drawn back to my ass, like a moth to a flame, willing to do anything to experience that heady rush of power and pleasure again and again?
