Warning. It's got farts, boss. Stay away if you're not into that.
Let's Just Say My Sister's Pretty Gassy
Another loud one. She was on a roll tonight.
"Ahhh. Mm, sorry again about that, Felix. Stomach's been fucking with me ever since dinner. Sure you don't mind?"
"Of course not, I mean, everyone does it. Yours are just a bit more gnarlier." I joked, stifiling a laugh.
"Not gonna argue with you there, squirt," She shut one eye, effort obvious in her face. PRRRT! "Damn, just a little one. Stinks, though," My sister lazily waved her hand around her face, but her eyes stayed glued to the TV, her own stench had the least of her attention.
My sister's been farting nonstop since we ate dinner. Mom had the bright idea of making chilli dogs and French fries, which would normally give anyone a case of gas, but in my sister's case? She had tons more than the average person. Currently she's paying the price of having a sensitive stomach. Yet she eats as if gas wasn't a problem. She's even lactose intolerant, and her dumb ass thought the perfect dessert would be-
"Hey, do you think there's any ice cream left? Still kinda sorta have a sweet tooth," She turned her attention towards me, her complexion giving off a "Whatever" type of vibe.
I sighed. "Nicki, do you really think you should be eating ice cream again? You're already farting up a storm."
She gave a half smile. "Not my fault mom bought my favorite kind. Cookies and cream is life," She threw up her hands in exaggeration, looking toward the ceiling.
We sat on the couch, well, I sat on the couch, on one end. Nicki made herself a lot more comfortable on the other side, or the majority of the couch, laying down on her back with her legs up. Mom had gone to work(night shifts) and it was just us, as usually.
"I also enjoy cookies and cream, but I can't ever enjoy a bowl for myself because my lactose intolerant sibling always eats it all. Know how it feels to have food eaten by someone who technically isn't supposed to have it?" I sneered.
"You complain a lot, you know that?" She said, plainly, as she moved her leg and pushed me with her foot. I rolled my eyes as I lightly pushed it off.
"With good reason." I replied.
"Well, I mean the only downside of me having a couple more bo-"
"A couple?" I interrupted her, raising an eyebrow.
"I told you! Cookies and cream! Anyway, the only downside is it's gonna make me fart but that'll be my problem. And you said you don't mind soooooo.."
"I mean, I don't, but I do start to mind once you start cracking off a poot every few seconds. A couple is fine, but frequently? Starts to get kinda annoying."
She giggled. "You'll deal. Anyway, ice cream time. Be right back." She pushed me again with her foot playfully before getting up. She stood in front of me, ass my way, and stood before I could even process what she was doing.
"Hahah, oh man! That was a lot louder than I was expecting!" Nicki laughed, turning around and meeting my gaze as she covered her mouth trying to control her laughter. I think my irritated face only made her laugh even more.
"Nicki! That's gross! Come on, dude!" I waved the air around frantically, but the only thing I accomplished was spreading the smell around more.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! You know I'm just playin~!"
"Whatever. Just go get your ice cream. Go on," I said to her.
She laughed her way to the kitchen as I watched her. My sister had always been pretty thick, in all honesty. As her brother, it sounds kinda weird for me to say that, but hey, how else was a guy supposed to describe it. Tonight, she was wearing a loose, plain white t-shirt with tight, black thin leggings. Her bright, blonde hair flowed down her back. Usually she had it up in a ponytail, but not tonight I guess.
I heard her bare feet walk around in the kitchen, getting her gas producing nourishment. I thought to myself. This would probably be the best time to do this..
I shoved my face deep into the cushions of the couch, sniffing like an absolute madman, my imagination trying to convince me that this was my sister's ass. The smell still fumed deep within the fabric, and I sniffed it to no end. Rotten eggs, digested chilli and rotten pork foulness entered my lungs. Smelled fucking horrible, but I just couldn't get enough.
My heart raced as I heard her footsteps come back toward the living room, I quickly resumed my position and tried to look natural.
"There was only enough to make one bowl." She said, sitting back down with a bowl filled past the prim with ice cream goodness.
"Nicki, that's a lot of damn ice cream. It looks like you just took half the carton."
"Yeah, like I said, only one bowl." She took, a bite, looking at me as she giggled. "What?"
"Nothing.." I said, acting like I was frustrated. Secretly? I hope she ate every last spoonful.
We sat and watch TV, with her commenting every so often with her mouth full as I sat in silence, changing the channel if what we were watching got uninteresting. She finished up her bowl, sitting the empty dish down beside the couch. Mom didn't like that, but mom wasn't here.
Nicki had leaned her body over the arm of the couch, her large booty aimed right at me. Perfect farting position, my dirty mind thought.
I heard her inhale sharply, her eyes still concentrated on the TV. But this was a bit different.
"UUUUuuuurrppp! Whew, 'scuse me." She said, in an adorable voice. I didn't comment, but my inner self was going nuts.
A few more unimportant moments go by, and I hear her call my name.
I look over at her and see she had ass a bit more closer to me, and I wasn't born yesterday. I knew exactly what would transpire next.
She smiled throughout the entirety of this horrendous fart, her expression changing to one of relief after it ended. After I tried getting up, she pinned me with her butt against my side of the couch, effectively trapping me.
"Nicki, oh my God! Get off! That shit smells, man!"
"Oh, but does it really? It's just a fart, quit acting like a baby."
"It's gross. No one wants to be farted on, Nicki,"
"Ahhh, yeah. Obviously you do, because you aren't trying very hard to move."
My heart dropped. Had I been caught? I quickly put in a lot more effort, the effort of someone who actually DIDN'T like being farted on, and I stood up.
"I'm going to my room. Your nasty ass can stay down here.." I mumbled. She just laughed.
In my room, I sat on my bed, doing absolutely nothing. If only I would've came up with a better excuse than going to my room entirely, I'd still be down there basking in her horrific but oh so good stench. Dammit.
I laid back on the bed, sighing deep. Until I heard a knock on my door.
The door opened and Nicki came in, waving. "Sup buddy."
"What is it?"
She giggled. "Just wanted to call you out on something real quick."
"Yeah..?" My voice cracked.
"You're into my farts, aren't cha?"
Uh oh. Think, Felix. How are you gonna worm your way outta this one?
"No, I'm not. Your gas is gross, why in the hell would I like it?" I said, trying to sound as believable as possible.
"I've literally been farting for hours and you sat right there on that couch with me through it all. Hell, even my ass was pointed at you the entire time! I mean, any sensible person would've at least got up and moved but you didn't. I knew there was something causing that awkward boner of yours."
"A-Awkward boner? I didn't have an awkward boner, what the hell are you talki-"
"Felix. Come on now, be honest. It's okay, it's a fetish, you can't help it. Between you and me, this fetish is actually a bit more tame compared to others.."
I sighed. The jig was up. "Alright.. yeah, whatever, I like farts. There, I said it. Is that all you wanted?"
"Haaaaaaa, knew it. And no.. not if you want it to be."
My heart picked up in speed. "W-What do you mean?"
"I'm still gassy, Felix." She said, plainly.
"Oh, um.. that's..um cool I g-guess.."
"Look. Mom's not here and since you're a little pervert, putting this gas to use won't be much of a problem. However, you'll owe me, big time. And I'm talking BIG time."
"Uh, s-sure, anything you want! But.. are you sure about this, Nicki? You don't have to.."
"It's just farts, dude. Just don't make it any weirder than it has to be. And don't give me any lip when I ask you to do my chores tomorrow, got it?"
Nicki smiled. "Alright, so how ya wanna do this?"
"Well.. I've always fantasized about having a chick you know.. sit on my face?"
She raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms. "Sit on your face?"
"Y-Yeah.." I meekly spoke, my hopes dying down.
"Alright, whatever, lie down." She said, and it took me no time at all to do what she asked.
I laid down on the bed, awaiting her, as I saw her climb on the bed and onto me. She turned around and scooted up, I was now faced with her luscious butt.
"Any last words?" She giggled, saying it as if she was an evil villian.
"Thanks, I guess?"
"Dammit, Felix, I told you not to make it weird." She half-joked, I could hear the smile in her voice. "But the fact that I'm about to fart all over the face of my brother makes it as weird as it gets. Oh well."
Before I could even speak, my face was impacted by her weight, being smothered as my face sat snugly between her cheeks, the residual ass stench still alive and well. The only thing seperating me from her asshole was that thin cotton layer that was her leggings. Dear God. She wasn't wearing underwear.
"This feels kinda good, not even gonna lie to ya. But you know what's gonna feel better?"
I mumbled out something incoherant.
I felt her tense up, and she let out a grunt.
I felt her body relax after that huge one. "Ahhh.." She sighed. "That. That's gonna feel better. Whew, that one also felt kinda warm. Whatcha think of that one, Felix?" She said, shaking her ass from side to side on my face, smearing the stench.
I mumbled again, desperately sniffing all I can, I was in absolute heaven.
"Looks like someone's enjoying themselves." Nicki smirked, but her complexion changed to a pained one. "Damn, does my tummy hurt. I'm so gassy.." I heard her pat her stomach. "Fuckin'.. urgh.. Fuckin' ice cream..!" She strained.
Two foul, short and loud farts shot up my nostrils, but the way I felt her asshole flexing in and out, she wasn't done yet. "Hnh!"
A loud, unrelenting burst of gas gave wave as my greedy nose sucked every last bit of it up. It was an awful stench, my sister's gas was definitely on top of it's game, but soon after that huge one, a sinister SBD followed it's path, causing my eyes to water uncontrollably.
"Ooooh yeaah.." My sister moaned. "See, I knew I had a big one in me, took a lotta effort to push out though. I bet it was still worth it to you, huh punk?"
I nodded, to the best of my ability under her ass.
"That's what I *URrrp!* Oh, 'scuse me. That's what I thought."
I felt her get off of my face as I was introduced once again to fresh air. She looked down at me.
"Well, I feel TONS better." She said, before playfully rubbing my face.
"I bet. Those.. Those were some really good ones, sis."
"ALL my farts are really good ones, doofus." She got off of my bed and headed towards the door. "Anyway, I'm going to my room. This was fun, but remember what I said. Big time."
"But hey.. Maybe this can be our little secret deal. You do stuff for me and I pay you handsomely in farts. Sound good?"
I nodded again, this time even faster.
"And if you want to add even more of your sister's favors to your expanding list, I'm usually blowing my room up in the morning," She waved her hand behind her ass for dramatic effect. "So, yeah. Night, Felix." She left, and shut my door.
I laid down in my bed, huge bulge in my pants, as I smiled, closing my eyes as I anxiously waited for the morning.
Because what can I say? My Sister Is Pretty Gassy.
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A story inspired by my sick, twisted fantasies. Yay, incest.
I have no idea how there isn't a part 2 yet but I strongly suggest you make one. And if you like face fart stories I've got a Mom and sister on son one that's been getting a little attention recently.
Not sure how I missed this when you released it but this is really good man.! Keep it up
I like my sisters toots too don't worry lol
We need a part 2
We need some more of this
this is definitly your best story yet imo, well written and fun. keep up good work! would love to see a sequel of this.
I made beautiful love . held and kissed and everything else with my long lost cousin and it was wonderful! We still talk and fantasize about it. Its was hot!
I agree you are quickly becoming one of my new favorites man. I hope this story has a part 2 or something.
Fantastic work! I love your writing style.
Quickly becoming a huge fan of your work man, great content!
you are really good !!
I relate to this story a lot tbh lol. I like the concept and thought you pulled it off well without it being a long drawn out story.
Yeah, it's kinda incest, but not too major since they didn't have sex or anything. So not that big of a deal. Anyway, great story. I may prefer deadly farts or at least ones that will knock a person out, but still a good job and it was face farts which I always prefer.
pssh, incest you say. Anyway, love the story ya wrote here. Great detail was used for the farts!
I actually kinda like this would love to see more of your "sister" and her gassy booty