Published: July 23rd 2025, 11:56:45 pm
We’re laying in bed, heater pumping, windows shut tight, and the room already feels heavy and warm. He’s zoned out watching TV, totally unaware that my belly is bloated and bubbling from those overloaded burrito bowls we had for dinner 🌯 Extra cheese, jalapeños, sour cream… it’s a TICKING TIME BOMB in my gut 💣 I can feel the gas building, thick and hot, and I KNOW these farts are going to STINK.
So I squeeze my legs together, ass pointed right at him, and let the first one slip out 💨 It’s LOUD and long, the kind that heats the sheets instantly, and within seconds I hear him GASP. The smell is thick and sour, like spoiled cream mixed with eggs and something worse. He pulls his hoodie up over his nose, groaning and gagging, and I can’t help but smile.
He starts fanning the air in a panic, but it just pushes the stench around. The whole room starts to reek. Every fart I let out gets NASTIER, like they’ve been fermenting deep in my gut. Wet, eggy, almost acidic. I can feel how heavy they are, how badly they smell before they even come out. And I just keep going, squeezing them out one by one while he suffers beside me.
He’s clinging to the edge of the bed now, desperate to escape, but there’s no way out. I’m gassy, turned on, and not finished yet 😏💨💦