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Adam's Problem (part 3.)

Here is part 3. I'll be posting more of this, but I'm also working on other stories. Thanks for reading.

(Continued from Part 2)Adam rinsed his mouth and left the bathroom. He started walking down the hallway, intending to go down the stairs to the kitchen, and make himself some breakfast.

 Suddenly, one of the doors opened and Amy stuck her head out of her bedroom. She saw Adam, and frantically gestured him over."Adam, Adam!" she whispered. She looked really worried.

 "Get over here!"

"What's wrong?" whispered Adam back. He quickly strode over to Amy."Just get over here," she hissed frantically.

 "You need to see this. I'm freaking out!"Amy opened her bedroom door wider and Adam tiptoed in. His eyes immediately found Zoey, laying on her stomach on her air mattress, asleep. There was no blanket covering her, and she was only wearing a t-shirt and some panties.

 "Look, Adam!" whispered Amy, pointing at Zoey.Adam stared at Zoey, bemused. He didn't see anything wrong at all. 

 "What?" he asked. Amy rolled her eyes and strode over to Zoey, stopping next to her. Amy pointed at her ass, looking visibly upset.

"You don't see this?" she whispered incredulously. Adam began to feel a little worried. He stared, wide eyed, at Zoey's ass, trying to find what Amy was talking about.

 "Just get over here! Look closer."

Adam walked over to Amy and stood next to her, looking down at Zoey's rump.

"Amy, what's going on?" he asked nervously. "I don't get it. What am I supposed to be looking at?"

"You don't see it?" hissed Amy. 

 There was a slight edge of hysteria to her voice now. "Oh my god, Adam! Get down on your knees, and-yes, down on your knees, and fucking look at what I'm pointing at!"Adam got down on his knees and gazed intently at Zoey's ass. 

 Zoey was still asleep, breathing deeply. She murmured something in her sleep, and her arm twitched slightly. Adam tried not to get distracted by the hypnotic sound of her breathing, which was somehow making him feel things. 

 "Look," whispered Amy.

Adam looked. He looked at her perfect smooth round buttcheeks, he looked at the ass that he had fantasized about for years of his life, an ass that was now only covered in thin white panties. He looked at the mounds of flesh that filled every aspect of his dreams, and he realized he hadn't been this close to her ass since she had farted in his face when he was in his second year of highschool.

 He looked, taking in every curve of her butt and her thick thighs, feeling butterflies in his stomach. He looked at Zoey's ass and couldn't find anything wrong with it at all. It was absolutely perfect.

"I'm still not seeing anything" he told Amy.

Just then, he saw Zoey's buttcheeks flex slightly, and her breathing suddenly stopped. 

 And he felt Amy lace her fingers through his hair as she forced his head back down to Zoey's butt.**ffffffFFFFFFFRRRRRROOOOMMFFFFFffffff*

*A massive stream of gas blasted out from Zoey's ass, ripped through the cloth of her panties, and hit Adam right in the face. He blinked in surprise, and Amy started giggling. Adam forced his head back, his nose full of Zoey's bean and hot sauce flavored fart, and pushed Amy's arm off of his head.