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by No Name on Tue Sep 15, 1998
As I was waking up I barely remembered what happened last night. I must have had the worst hangover in history. My blurry vision was starting to clear as I looked up and saw the most flabbiest ass in the world. Memory kicked in and I realized it was my wife.
"What is it dear?"I asked in a drone-like tone. "I have something for you."she said as she dropped that gelitan-like butt on my face.
The weight of her whole body was to much for my cranium. My head sank below the bed cushion. I heard grunting noises from my wife. Then it dawned on me. My wife is the Queen of ass gas. Me and my buddies have lost many times to her in farting contests. And man can she clear a room. Now I was getting a point-blank range of her power. The vibrations on my face were too much for me. It went directly in my nose. I screamed as loud as I could but the combination of my wife's huge ass and the volume of her flatulence, meant that I could barely hear myself.
She grabbed my hair and forced me in deeper. I thought I was going to go into her asshole and she fart me out but thank God for physics. She finally spoke and told me why this ASSault was taking place. "You dumbass came home late last night drunk as a skunk with HER!!" And with that her she emphasised it with one of her potent farts.
"C'mon in!"My wife called out from what I heard. Foot steps and she lifted
her ass so I could see my next tormentress. Julie is my mistress and she looked so pissed.
Sitting side saddle on my mushed nose she came second to my wife in the fart department. She let out sexual moans as she produced some loud, wet farts.
She got off my face and said"You bastard!" She grabbed my head with her
feet and keep it from moving away. This next fart had some punch to this one.
"I don't want to kill him. Yet. That one in close range would have knocked him out."Julie said. She sat on my face violently. I think she broke my nose.
"But when I think of what he's done I feel no remorse!"she said while blasting a long fart.
I wished for a broken nose at that point. I twisted my way out of that predicament, but fell victim to another one. My wife pounced on me and squeezed my head in her humungous thighs. A combination of smothering and choking.
My wife picked my up and tossed me over to Julie. Julie picks me up on her
shoulders facing her ass. "Hey watch this."Julie said. There I was dangling
and she farts in my face. I'm swinging like a pendulum from the force of her farts. Then I come crashing back into her firm ass just to be blown back away.
Julie dropped me like a sack of potatos and crush my neck in her vise-like grip.
"Get off I want to try something."My wife said. She jumped off the bed and
bellyflopped on me, crushing me in the carpet floor. She spread her legs to
open her bunghole cannon. Her butthole opened and blasted in my face. Both of our cheeks were flapping
My wife said"Oh by the way I have another suprise for you." She fired a second shot that knocked my head up. "Your wife and I found out that we were not the only ones. C'mon in Sasha!" Julie said. I looked up and saw Sasha. I tried to back up but slammed up the wall with her chest only.
She backed up and I fell to my knees. Sasha delivered a a hammerblow to my sternum.
Sasha had nothing to say as she sat on my face and shot fart after fart
in my face. Then she stuffed my face deeper with her muscular legs.
Julie squeezed my midsection with her steel thighs.
Sasha bounced on the side of my head with her muscular butt.
My wife laughing at my predicament. She left the room saying"I'll leave you all here to play!"
"I'll kill you!" "This'll teach ya!" That was all I heard from my two pissed-off mistresses.
"Sasha you take over."Julie says. "Fine I like to crush his head like a walnut!"Sasha says.
I could feel her solid thighs crushing my head. Out of the middle of nowhere she farts on the back of my head. She gathers all of her strength and jumps
while I'm still caught and she slams all of her weight on the back of my head.
Julie lands on my back and she twists my arms.
Sasha crushes my head even more.
"You know working together is fun."Julie says. "All this wrestling helps move more gas for me."Sasha says. "So tell me, stud, how are you taking the smell? It's like a breath of fresh air."Sasha says, laughing. Julie teamed up and squeezed my stomach and Sasha farted and crushed my skull. A double suffocation.
It was a powerful fart that burned off all of my nose hair.
"Keep on crushing Sasha."Julie said. She let go of my sides and sat on the
top of Sasha's leg to add weight to the scissors. To add to the humiliation
Julie let out a sputtering fart. She oohed and aahed as it flowed.
Sasha let go for a second and I full took that time to enjoy fresh air. I rolled
off and crawled my way out of the room but in my weak condition I was just a pathetic sight. Julie grabbed my ankles and dragged me the the sofa, where
she proceeded to bounce repeatedly on my chest with her ass. She repeated
it several times. The wind was knocked out of me. "This is the ass bomb."Julie says.
"Stop bouncing on the furniture!"my wife said. "Sorry. It was for a good cause."Julie says. They all laughed at the joke. She bounced one more time and I let out a little fart. Then they laugh at my squeak. "You call that a fart!"Julie said as she mounted my face and dropped a real ass bomb.
Julie picked me up and threw me on the bed. Sasha followed through with a full body splash.
She crushed down and farted more on me. I blurted out I was sorry but that
had no effect on them.
Mother And Daughter Ass Attack
By Kan on Fri Sep 18, 1998[Howdy, fart lovers...here's a new story for you to inhale, hope you all like it. Sniff deep, embrace the aroma and let me know what you stink, er, think...]
Cathy and her pretty teenage daughter, Alison, sat in the kitchen at the counter, a huge bowl of raw veggies in front of them. They were munching broccoli and stared at me as I walked in. "Hey, health food, good choices," I said casually, kissing Cathy on the head. The 45-year-old short-haired blonde and I had been dating for a year or so. She and Alison lived alone. "We've been eating this shit all day waiting for you," Alison growled, snapping off a huge green mouthful of veggie. "Alison, please, your language," Cathy said, chastising her daughter but keeping her eyes trained on me, coldly.
"What's the problem, ladies?" I asked nervously, sniffing the air. "And what's that smell?" Alison giggled and lifted a cheek off her stool to rip a loud, crackling fart. "That's the smell," she laughed. "Like it?" My mouth hung open as the two women kept chewing and staring. I was getting a little anxious. "You hit on my daughter and you hit on my daughter's friends," Cathy said calmly, putting down her broccoli stalk and standing up, straightening her beige shorts on her slender, muscular legs. "That will not be tolerated. You and I are no longer dating, for one thing, and you must be punished for another."
I was stunned. I had hit on Alison, but I swore she was coming on to me first. I was about to explain that to Cathy, but knew there was no way on earth she'd believe a 16-year-old girl would come onto a 45-year-old man. "Hon, please, I can explain...." I stammered, walking up to her, putting my hands on her shoulders. She smiled up into my eyes and I leaned forward to kiss her. The pain that shot into my balls was instant and intense. I looked down expecting to see Cathy's slim thigh jammed into my crotch, but instead saw only Alison's grubby sneaker. She'd nailed me in the nuts from behind. She slid her foot out and I hit the floor at her mother's knees, in agony. "Nice shot, Ally," Cathy said, high-fiving her daughter. "All those years of dance and athletics paid off!" I grovelled at Cathy's feet, holding my balls as they walked around me, jabbing me with their feet, Cathy with her sandals, Alison with her sneaks. The lithe young blonde wore baggy shorts, socks and t-shirt, and she didn't smell that great. I knew she'd been at sports practices all day and as a teen, she was not fond of showering. She kicked me in the ribs to roll me to my back and then used her long legs to snake a figure-four leg lock on my legs, bending my knee at a painful angle. I howled in pain. "Get him, ma," Alison hissed. "Bury that moaning face!"
Cathy descended on me, hiking up her shorts to expose her muscular, creamy ass, an ass better than most woman half her age. I saw the tufts of hair peeking around the thin fabric of her tiny panties and then felt it tickle my eyes and nose and lips. She was absorbing my face inside her ass muff, finally settling down on my nose, pulling the panties aside and taking my nose inside her wet asshole. "Ahhhhhh...." she hissed, rocking back and forth on my face, fucking my nose in her shitter. "It's home!!" "Let 'em rip, ma!!!" Alison screamed, undoing the figure four to spread my legs and ram both her dirty sneakers up into my balls. The world erupted into a Vesuvius of sound, stench and sensation as Cathy unloaded an ungodly, long, rumbling series of farts directly into my face and up my nose. The smell was overwhelming, the sound deafening and the wetness on my face sticky-moist as she continued to lay down fart after fart, one hardly ending as another picked up steam, layering my moaning face with shit-stenched waves of butt flame. My body twitched involuntarily and my hands pawed meekly at the thick pads of warm ass meat that scissored me to the deep dampness inside.
"Holy shit, ma, that's bad, I mean REALLY bad!!" Alison laughed, pumping her feet into my numb nuts. "My turn!!" Cathy got up off my face, knowing I was too paralyzed to move. Alison jumped up and peeled off her shorts and panties, standing on thin, muscular legs, spreading wide her glistening ass flesh and standing over my face. "Look at it, asshole, look at that shitchute," she growled over her shoulder. "You're gonna get to know it well in the next 10 minutes." And for 10 minutes, little Alison perched on my face, grinding my nose inside her gritty anus, the stench from that unwashed orifice alone enough to blind a man. But add to that a constant barrage of belly thunder, as she sat calmly on my face with that big bowl of veggies on my chest, eating handfuls of cauliflower, broccoli, pepper and scallions, and it's a wonder I wasn't killed outright.
The smell from the teen vixen's hairless pooper was not of this earth, a combination of raw vegetables, shit, cheap teenage perfume, pussy cheese and sweat. It was a low, constant groan that oozed from her asshole after a few minutes of plank-splitting butt thunder, the force of that sudden expulsion of original air peeling back my eyelids and coating my corneas with blinding methane. What little air I had to breathe that wasn't totally fouled by the hissing emissions from her shitter was what I could suck in from the cheesy folds of her hairy teen twat, which she was rubbing all over my mouth in an effort to gag me with her come. And she did, repeatedly. She used my face as her personal gas bidet for 15 minutes, finally climbing off to stand over me with her mom, both of them munching the rest of the veggies in the bowl. Suddenly, Cathy's slim belly grumbled loudly and they laughed. "Hold him for me, honey," she said, dashing down the hallway. "I'll be right back." Alison slid to the floor and laced her muscular teen girl thighs around my neck for a tight scissors, folding her slender but iron-hard calves up alongside my jawbone for a crushing embrace as we both listened - me in horror, she in laughter - to her mother unloading a gruesomely loud and wet shit in the bathroom down the hall. Five minutes later, she came back, sans shorts. And smiling.
"Damn, Alison, I thought we had toilet paper!" she laughed. "We do, mom," Alison said, giggling, pointing to my red face trapped in her scissors. "Right here!" Cathy sat hard on my face, grinding her shitty shitter onto my nose, wiping her dripping bunger clean on my lips, cheeks, chin, whatever she could. The smell was worse than ever, the taste nauseating, but Alison's choking scissorlock on my throat kept me from puking. Finally, Cathy settled down for a long, hard nose fuck, bouncing her foul rectal tissue up and down on me, the ghastly stench being piledriven up my nasal passages. And if the wet grain of her shitted butt opening wasn't bad enough, she was forcing it in even deeper by a constant cadence of rippling rump bombs that were being driven right into my shit-soggy brain.
I was nearly out when they finished with me that day. I staggered to my feet to the kitchen sink and puked down the drain. They stood next to me, laughing. Alison reached over my head up into a cupboard and came down with a box. "Eat up, ma," she hissed, opening the box of prunes and passing a few to her mother. "It's early yet." I puked again before they pulled me up, washed my face off and returned me to my private hell on the kitchen floor....
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