could you describe things more extensively than just "she farted, it was loud, it lasted x amount of time"? e.g. describe more fully the situation, the look on her face, what she said afterwards or before, etc.Dracindahood wrote:Okay relief sounds great, I'll tell you what happened last night.
I guess we need to get our girls to eat at Wingstop more often lol, ironically that is where we ate last night.
A couple horse after we ate my wife and I were sitting on the couch watching TV shows. She was sitting upright with her ass buried in the cushion and I had my legs propped over her lap laying down.
Suddenly I feel the couch start to vibrate, I look at her and then the start to here it cuz it got bigger, lasted about 5 seconds. She said there is gonna be a lot more cuz I feel rumbly.
There was. She had about 4 more of those before we went to sleep.
This morning at about 4 o'clock she had another farting fit but she was dead asleep. I caught the back end of it because we were spooning, but it was loud and violent enough to wake me up. So I waited before I went back to sleep to see if she would do it again. About 10 minutes later she did, it wasn't very long but it was loud as hell!
I went back to sleep with a boner and a smile on my face lol.
refer to my previous post if you need a full example. it's just not worth it to me to type out stories if I don't receive detailed stories in return. I'm not trying to be a dick btw, just letting you know. For me, it's not just the simple fact that they farted that I enjoy, it's the situation around it. Like a time where a girl farted around other people and thought it was funny that the other people were grossed out is way hotter to me than just hearing "she farted a great big fart oh man it was big." Does that make sense? I hope I'm not coming across as a dick, because I do really appreciate trading stories, I just want to make it worthwhile for both of us.
This happened awhile ago, but my first serious girlfriend would tell me alllllll about her near-constant gassiness and indulge my fetish all the time. One day, her senior year of high school, she had gone to IHOP for breakfest before school and then went and got taco bell for lunch. By the early afternoon, she was texting me telling me how gassy she was and how badly it hurt to hold in her farts while she was in class. She was planning on coming over to my house after school, so I asked her to hold them in as much as she could in order to let them out later.
A couple hours later, she called me to tell me that she was pulled up outside of my house and that I should go out to the car. I asked why she couldn't just come inside and she said that if she stood up she couldn't hold in all of her gas. After hearing that, I ran outside to the car and got in the passenger seat. She looked over at me and motioned to look towards her stomach. It was swollen and tight against her shirt, and she had even had to undo the top button of her jeans. My jaw dropped, and then she asked if I was ready. I simply nodded, still in awe, and she scrunched up her face in effort and ripped a long, machine-gun-sounding, 6 second fart of massive relief. She sighed and said how good it felt to finally let some of it out, and then grunted and pushed out two more high-pressured, 3-4 second blasts that came flying out of her. Now that she could button her pants again, she did so, and we went inside to enjoy the rest of her stored-up gas.