“Great.” Kelsey wrote the address on a sticky note and handed it to the guy. Actually, I’m so totally turned on by the guy-on-guy thing so how about you meet us at Mike’s house today after school, and we’ll see what happens.” “I saw you staring at my boyfriend’s ass,” said Kelsey. She didn’t know the guy, but the seed of an idea was planted in her mind. She looked up as Mike started walking towards her, noticing someone staring at his ass out of the corner of her eye. The next day, Kelsey stood at her locker pulling out books. “I don’t know, but I’ll see you tomorrow.” I got farted on by my dad and my older brothers as a kid, and I thought it was the greatest thing ever.” “Now that’s just hilarious,” said Mike, a smile on his face. “Not as much as you do it!” Kelsey yelled. “That’s it! I can’t handle you farting all the time anymore!” Kelsey kissed him, and as they kissed, he let out another ripping fart. Mike parked in the driveway of her house and leaned in for a kiss. Now, he had her trapped in a car with his fart.
Kelsey had punched him, and he told her not to be so sensitive. Finally, just the other day, Mike had pushed her head into his ass and farted. They lay in bed after sex, and he pulled the covers over her head and farted repeatedly, holding her under to endure the stench. She cooked dinner for him, and he farted during the meal and waved it in her direction. They watched Netflix together, and he grabbed her hand and put it in his crotch as he farted. Kelsey had had to open her window all the way.Īs they spent more time together, Mike farted more, and it just kept getting more disgusting. He’d joked about it but never touched his window crank. Then they’d gone on another date, and Mike farted a total of three times on the drive home from dinner. All he’d had to say was, “Watch out for those ducks.” Not only had Mike’s old car smelled like stale farts, but he’d also farted in front of her for the first time on the walk back to the car from the restaurant. Kelsey had just taken it as them busting his balls, making fun of him the way only teammates could.īut then she’d gone on a date with him. The guy loved to fart, and he was good at it.īefore Kelsey had started dating Mike, she’d heard about his farts from his teammates. Kelsey covered her mouth and nose with both hands. Kelsey could only describe it as rotten eggs and a rotting animal carcass. “Oh, yes.” Mike laughed as the smell of his fart filled his new car. Kelsey looked confused, so Mike clarified for her. She tried to put her window back down, but it wouldn’t budge. Kelsey knew exactly what that sound meant. Mike smirked as a sound like a wet sheet ripping in half broke through the relative silence.
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His old car had had the old-fashioned crank windows that couldn’t be controlled by the driver, but this car had power windows. Kelsey watched out of the corner of her eye as her window began rolling up. The windows were open and Kelsey’s dyed blonde hair whipped around in the breeze. The two of them were sitting in the brand new car his parents had given to him for his seventeenth birthday. He had the jawline of a god and a luscious, grabbable bubble butt. His dark brown hair was combed to the side, and his very green eyes contrasted perfectly against his tan skin. He was tall and had big arms and a toned physique. Mike Carrow was the strong, muscular captain of the football team, and she was so happy to have him. Kelsey Sutton couldn’t help but stare at her boyfriend.