Dad's Fume Slave- Part Four

Dad's Fume Slave- Part four

"Son, don't look so scared, you've seen me' ass before mate!"

He locked behind him as you looked up at him, unbuckling his jeans, slowly. He looked down at you as he walked over slowly, his ass cheeks wobbling side to side as he came near you.

He knelt to look at you.

"Now, as I said, you need to smell something else, men produce. You won't be involved in it, but you'll smell it aswell as the farts and gas, I let out, whilst doing one... So..."

He gestured to the toilet. But before he went to move.

Ppppllllsssss!!!! A little toot came out! It smelt awful. A mixture of old vegetable stew.

"Can't believe I did that! And it fucking stinks!!" He laughs. He stands up and goes to sit down on the toilet.

"Now, should i start without you in the gap."

He parted his legs. And gestured.

"Come on son. Can't wait all day!"

He tilted his leg, squeezed his face up and let out a huge fart lasting a minute. You just stared, as he smiled at you.

"You better not keep me and my ass waiting!"

You went over and hesitated.

"im waiting!"

A little SBD came out of your father's ass.

"God, you make me angry sometimes. I'll hold you in there then!!!"

He got your face right into the gap of his thighs.

"Might be here for a while, son. No need to complain, well, there's no choice to smell my ass anyways."

Ppppppprrrrtttttt!!!! Ppppjsssssssssj!!!

He started to push as you were faced by a solid smell of actual shit and minor farts here and there.

PLOP! Water splashed up onto your face.

He sighed as he let you go.

"God, that was good!!!!"

He got up and wiped his ass, and looked at you.

"You need to be taught a lesson after that disobedience, waiting a while, making me get you in position, really son. I could do so much about this. And well, I might do something raché! So be prepared to be sent to the school!!!"

*. *. *.

The school. A professional school for teachers that are seeking a permanent fart slave. Your parents were to visit you in the first Saturdays of each month, but from that.

Welcome to a plump teachers ass, boy!!!

The Driving instructor's gas-

He squeezed out a barrage of gas as your face, was grinded on below his smart trousers.

'This is what you get for not listening to your driving instructor. An open mouth full of man gas.'

You then heard rumbling from up above as...

'Youre in trouble-'

He released an SBD, surrounding your nostrils and open mouth. Your senses filled with the smell of cabbage and open sewage.

'should have warned you bout' the curry last night.'

You then heard him pull up, and stop the car.

He got off and swapped seats, to look at you. The car was in an clearing, shrouded in deep woodland. A place that wouldn't be seen by any passing transport or pedestrian.

Your driving instructor looked at you, with a sly smile, as he put his hand on the bulge that potruded from his smart tight trousers.

'You did really well. Didn't faint. Not like the last man, I did it too.'

He came closer to your face. You felt his breath on yours as in a second,a loud BUuuuRrrrPppp erupted into your face.

'Soz' he says as he lounges back, spreading his legs. He then squeezed his face, concentrating fully as he let out PPPPHHHRRTTTT. Pjyrt. Sssssddddd.

Every fart, and expulsion let out lingered in the car, as he ooohhhed and ahhhhed, his way through every little one to the ones that rocked the car.

* * *

You woke up later, still in the car, sill the smell of rotten cabbage filled the air. You turned around to see the tutor lying there asleep. You were helpless.

You then realised. Keys. I need the keys. Only bad thing is, the Keyes are in his pockets. You risked it and moved closer, not noticing the tutors eyes slowly ooen as he smiled.

All of a sudden, he grabbed you and pushed your face into his crotch area.You tried to scream, but your mouth only opened, not releasing anything. The print of his dick, pressing into your open mouth.

' Hope you're enjoying my dick, down there, friend' you struggled, but to no appeal.

'lets see if you and my friend can become more than friends'

above you, the tutor, undid his trousers, and slid then down to his knees, he then released and forty second monster of a fart, that burned your mouth.

'Though I would give you some help, also don't mean to brag, but my dicks too good for you,you'll have to settle for my ass.'

Bbrryyyyttytyt!

You now knew, that there was no escape, as the tutor laughed as you were made to receive a real man's gaseous expulsions.

The fart sofa -

As they all sat on the new provided sofa, Jason the left side let a huge wet one rip. He shuffled around afterwards to get comfortable.

Alex in the middle, smelt the air as he looked at Mike on the right, he then leant over, Mike spotting this and PPPPPPPPHHhHHrryytttt! Mike sniffed it up as he as well let one rip.

‘This feels so good!’

He let another rip this time, timing it right as Jason on the other side let one rip simultaneously at the same time. The air around them started to stink as the three men sat stirring in their gases. A mix of beef stroganoff and rotten onion permeated through the room and even the house.

As they watched the clips on Alex’s phone, he remembered what the new sofa had. He almost forgot. He flicked a switch on his phone from an app named ‘Fart filtration 2.0 Human edition’ As he switched it holes appeared through the material as your face and body was now more at the mercy of the three gentleman than before.

All of them looking into the holes as you looked back at the three men who would give you their asses for one reason. FARTS. As they looked, the pattern shirted man sat down on the whole right near your face, you heard unbuttoning and his trousers slay were pulled down revealing two globes of ass. The two others grew shocked as....

SSSSSS -SSpPpPhHhhHRrrRtTtT!!!

A wet sounding ripple burst out of Jason’s cheeks.

‘Damn that felt good!’ His face changed for a minute. ‘Not finished yet!!’ He pushed and his ass exploded with tow to three farts, it feeing for you like an almighty fart of just one.

‘You should really try this’ said Jason as his ass and dick flopped as he moved out the way. Alex, the one on the right undid his trousers too and pulled down his Calvin Klein boxers. He hesitated looked down at you.

‘Just to warn ya, I had a curry last night!’ He then spun round as you were greeted to a hairy ass, much bigger than his buddies before. His buddy sat next to him, let one rip too. They both stared over at each other as they both concentrated letting a shovel baritone sound serenade the sofa as-well as your face.

‘How did you not tell us bout’ this earlier!’ The two friends looked at their buddy. He shrugged. And sat down on one of the three holes and let a tiny one rip which stank up the chamber you were in straight away. The other buddy sat on the remaining hole and you were now trapped into the storage unit of sorts your body was in.

The three buddies looked at each other and strained.

Ppppphhhrrttttt! The first fart!

Ssssgggghrt! The second and the last...

PPpPpPpPppPpPpPppPpPptrRRrRtTtTtTtTt!!!!!

They all look at each and laugh. He pulls out his phone and goes back to watching videos. They all just sat there, letting rip as they watched and they’d be there for a long time to come.

I’m really into stories with dads and where the guys cheeks puff out from getting farted on

Well, you’ll love the next story! A bunch full of dads watching football torturing their friends with the gas they’re letting out. And I agree with the cheeks puffing out!

THE BOSSES GASSY PUNISHMENT-

He entered the room, locking it. You were just sitting down, as he sat at his desk facing you, his ass spreading in the smart trousers.

"You know why I called you in here?" He said as he sneakly got his hand to his fly of his trousers. "You need to know, you need to stop being an imbocile to the other men at the office" He started to slowly unzip his trousers, you, oblivious of what's coming.

The boss then finished unzipping as he stared at you. He then stood up, and eased his trousers down to his knees, his ass, was huge.

"Thank god, finally."

He screwed up his face and pushed. Ppppppprrrrtttttt. A huge fart rolled out of his boxer shorts.

PPPPPPPRRRRTTTTTT! PPRTttt!

They came on coming life a typhoon as he slowly turned around shaking his butt and pushing out eggy farts, as your bosses ass was slowly nearing where you were sitting.

He ended with a loud PARP!!!! In your face. Rotten eggs and broccoli were smelt fast in your nostrils. He turned his head, a sly smile appearing on his face.

"Oh, how I loved that!" As he walked backwards edging his ass to your face. "There's a lot more where that came from....speaking of which-" he got his hand, grasped his ass cheek, pulled it to one side "Here it comes!" and PPPPRrrrttttttTTT! Another one of his farts leaked out onto your face.

His ass was now in your face. His boxers had a sweat patch appearing in the middle as he turned, you took a breath, happy.

He stared down. "You know now, that you should never mess with the men in this office block or-" he cocked up his leg and a little gas came flooding out. He points down at his huge pulsating ass "This will happen again, and we'll, there's a lot more ways to make you smell every little morsel of gas it pours out."

He then thinks for a minute.

He slowly walks over, pulling up his trousers and zipping them up.

He makes you lie down. " There's nowhere else to go except in here, with me" He slowly spreads his legs as you look up. And says " let's give you a little taster for what I mean by different ways."

He dropped fast blocking every clean smell except shit and gas and sweat.

"Breathe this in, I've got a little bit of work to do, so I hope-"

pPPRRRTtttttttttttttttttttt!!!!!! A huge landed on your face, making you slowly faint.

He shakes his ass, as he slowly unsid his trousers and boxers and saying "well he won't mind if do this, now will here!" As he unleashed another typhoon of unstoppable gas into your open limp mouth. He grunts as he releases all of it ontop of you.

Dad’s fume slave- Part 6

The holidays had brought me back to my dad having been underneath a sweaty ass of a teacher for about 6 months. It was like I was used to tainted air smelling of onions and spinach.

I walked in after him. He let one rip which filtered your face and sinuses with a small scent of skunk-like thickness.

‘God that’s great!’

He looked at you as he strolled through the right door to the living room. You followed.

‘So I either have some left-over curry or a spinach pie made by the other dad’s. One of them said it gave him some gas and shit which well I’m not that bad…but you never know?!?’

You were drawn between the options knowing that you’d be smelling awful continuous gas either way. You chose both by the end knowing either way you’d be smelling something bad. He slowly walked to the fridge and put both in the microwave.

‘It’s good for you to be back like!!’

You sat on the sofa as your dad sat down beside you, angling his ass onto your knee and erupting a large rotten emission from his denimed ass.

PPPpHHhHHrRrRtTtT!

He sat down again and looked into your eyes.

‘So how was the school, Did you like a male ass on your face as he did i his work, farting and using you as a cushion?’

He let one rip again.

‘God I hope the microwaves nearly done.

Ring. Ring. The microwave goes off.

‘Daaammmmnnn, speaking of which’

He stood up, but hesitated as a gurgle was heard and…

PpPpPppPpPHhHhRrrTtTtTt!!!

Ssssss!

‘God!! That was so exhilarating’

He then walked off into the nearby kitchen and opened the nearby microwave.

‘Oh this might actually mess up my bowels so you were warned, but don’t forget your first job, farts lots of them!’

Ppphyrtty!