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Adam's Problem (Part 8.)

Zoey's hot fart hit Adam's face, and he breathed in deeply. She closed her eyes and sat down hard, sighing. Adam felt his head sink into the sofa as her buttcheeks wrapped themselves around his face. She started to move her hips back and forth, grinding her ass into Adam's nose and mouth, letting out a soft hum of pleasure, and Adam groaned into her leggings. He could not have ever dreamed that something this amazing would happen. The feeling of the soft fabric of the pants stretched over Zoey's crotch and ass, fabric which was warm from a combination of the body heat from her crotch and her rancid gas, and the scent of Zoey's privates mixed with the hot fart which had just erupted from her soft cushiony bubble butt, overwhelmed Adam. He groaned again. That which he had dreamed of since middle school had just come true in the best possible way.

Zoey's butt was lifted off of Adam slightly, and he gasped for air. He couldn't stop smiling. He gazed at her hindquarters, which were inches from his face, trying to take it all in, the curves, the crevices, the way the fabric of her leggings stretched over her two buttcheeks and then curved inwards deep into her asscrack, seemingly doing its best to cling to every inch of her wonderful skin. Zoey lifted her ass up a little higher, putting her weight back on her knees, and shifted her position a little bit. Adam watched her buttcheeks jiggle inches from his face. There was nothing in this world that he wanted to stick his throbbing dick in more.

"Take it, Adam," said Zoey quietly. "Take it all. Breathe it in."

She placed her hands on the small of her back and her ass jutted out, blocking most of Adam's vision. Zoey farted again, with a small grunt, and another load of gas billowed out from her round tush.

BLRRLBPLRRRBLLLRRRRRBBBBBTBTT

It was the most beautiful sound Adam had ever heard. The perfect length, the perfect wetness. He immediately grabbed Zoey's hips and shoved his face into her ass as deep as he could, sniffing every inch, and she chuckled. Adam knew he would remember the stench he was currently smelling for years to come. His fingers wrapped around Zoey's soft thighs and he started kissing her, beginning with her crack and then moving out to her pillowy ass cheeks. Zoey began swinging her hips from side to side, and Adam's head swung along with them, his face buried in the seat of her leggings. After a few seconds, he moved away, and his hands moved around her legs and started sliding up to her round buttcheeks. He squeezed, and Zoey giggled. Adam let go of her ass and then smacked it as hard as he could, prompting another small hum of pleasure from Zoey. He watched her butt wiggle from the impact, marvelling at how perfect it was. Zoey placed her hands on the sides of her legs and her fingers slowly travelled upwards, until they reached her buttcheeks, where they hooked around the soft bubbles of flesh and gently pulled outwards. She looked over her shoulder at Adam, spreading her ass at him, and farted in his face, again.

BRRRRRRRT

Adam grabbed her again, trying to sniff as much of the fart as he could, and she laughed. Zoey fell forward on her hands and knees, and as Adam shoved his face into her ass again, he was rewarded by another fart.

PFFFFFFFRRRRRRRUMPPPPPP

Her gas blasted from her ass like a fire hose, soaking into Adam's nose, mouth, skin, and eyes. He weakly moaned, beginning to sink away from Zoey, his cock throbbing, and she suddenly slammed her ass into his face, knocking him back into the sofa with yet another explosion of gas.

PLAARPTTTT

"Fuck," muttered Adam weakly as he lay on his back, blinking slowly. His cock twitched desperately, and Adam turned his head away from Zoey's ass, thinking that if he looked any longer he might die from lust, and his eyes instead found Amy's ass, still sticking out over the edge over her favorite armchair. The second Adam's gaze landed on her short shorts, Amy exploded.