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I was just wondering if you guys ever met a girl or have a girlfriend or wife into their own farts? I hear sometimes people can be turned on by their own gas and I've seen clips of girls get turned on by farting and sniffing it. I think that would be quite an experience during sex. Not only that you would enjoy her gas but so would she. :)
Well, almost?
Whenever my gf farts, I get horny and do some CRAZY things to her, and when she farts during sex, it immediately becomes some of the best sex we have had because I get turned on and try harder.
So my gf told me that I conditioned her. Now when she farts, she gets a little horny just because she knows what is on the way. Like when she does a really big one she knows what comes next so she gets wet.
I don't think she actually is turned on by the farts though, just the reaction they cause.
I think it is more common for girls to get turned on by their own farts than turned on by others.
that is in the small uncommon circle of people turned on by farts.
I have met mroe girls who liked farting, and smelling their own farts.
as opposed to meeting girls who were into farts in general.
Also when you;re with a girl long enough and you're doing the 'games" she is sort of mentaly trained to know that farts mean great sex.
so that will turn them on when they fart.
Fat Bastard:
Let's have a smell, all right? Oh, everyone likes their own brand, don't they? Oh, this is magic! Hmmm, wafting, wafting.
;)
Hmm, giving me ideas. I especially like it when they get turned on by their own farts, and then play with themselves. I also think that a woman who likes her own farts is doing me a service, so I feel that it is my duty to make her cum as much and as hard as possible to the point that I will need a life jacket and some goggles.
My ex girlfriend used to get turned on by her own farts. It took me a while to figure this out, but I finally did. The first time I had this suspicsion was within the first year of our relationship. One day we ate at a Mexican restaurant. Afterward we drove to an empty hotel parking lot to make out. She intended to sit on my face with her tight jeans and suck my dick. I sat in the backseat waiting for her to take her pants off in the front seat when this beautiful aroma hit my nose. I knew she farted. She sad there indulging it, and immediately asked me "can you take me home? I need to get home." She made some excuse up about her mother but months later the truth revealed that she wanted to go home to "cum" to her farts. She had the greatest smelling farts ever, and they used to turn her on like crazy, and it just got worse for her when she found out how much they turned me on. She knew that if I smelled her farts that she would get fucked mercilessly from me. There's been days where she was gassy and would masturbate to the smells thinking about the sex she knew I would give her. I remember stories where she would be driving home from work, having a gas attack. She told me they were on going every 30 seconds for 8 hours. She would eventually get home and make herself cum during the attacks. Thing is, her farts had a lingering potential to them. Sometimes they would linger in the air for minutes straight. When she would fart into my sofa seat cushions, the smell would remain fresh for 30 minutes or more. After years in the relationship she finally revealed that when she was younger, she would fart into seat cushions and secretly smell them, and best of all, she would hide in the closets and fart herself to oblivion. She was amazed by her sweet candy fart scents ever since she was a little girl. Damm, I miss her.
so what went wrong there? from the sounds of it, you didn't stop fucking long enough to realize you guys had any problems, lol.
yea that's like the perfect relationship, vector?
I would like to know what went wrong as well.
It's not like she will find another guy into her farts.
yeah yeah she can come here and have many men to choose from.
but that's not likely at all.
What did she look like as well? I am very intrigued in this part of your history.
It sounds like he is regretful/sad about the relationship, so imo, we should get off of vector's case.
Personally I don't, I just think they're amusing.
My girl says the same thing though she also says even feeling gassy around me gets her too.Quote:
Originally Posted by jacave
also, great story Vector. Could you share a few more about her? she sounds amazing
I got my hot sexy lady to give me her hot stinky ones. At first, she was worried about running me out of the room but now, she just lets them fly!!! SO HOT!!! Sometimes, she just smiles and sees if i can tell if she lets out an SBD!!! Dude, OMG!!! makes me stiff too!!!
Ok, I'll tell you what "went wrong." We were together for 5 years. As you guys know I always brag about how much I enjoy the "gulpy/bubbly/multi-toned" sounding farts that B.M and E.T. are obviously capable of. My girlfriend would NEVER let out audible farts. 99.9% of the time they were always silent but heavenly. I have dozens and dozens of stories that I've posted over the years of her farting incidences. She would always try to "hide" her farts from me, which I secretly loved, but I always found out about it. I used to see her 2-3 times a week and every time we hung out, she would be gassy, especially on Sundays. We would be playing video games or watching movies when suddenly the most uphoric fart scents would creep from her ass into the air and linger. I used to love when she would fart on my sofa cushions. OMG, the smell would never go away. One time she just kept farting over and over again in tight jeans on my sofa. The smell was so amazing that I literally picked her up, took off her pants, threw her on the bed in doggie style and starting pounding away. Funny shit is, we were at it for at least 30 minutes. After I came I decided to smell the seat cushion to see if the farts were still present, and they WERE!!! If you let me, I'll go on and on about her farting habits, but I'll tell you what went wrong. Like I said she never farted "audibly" around me. A few times she called me on the phone farting. 1 time, she just got home from work and the other time, she was at her sisters house. I could hear her farting in the background. "GULPRARKQUALK" I literally flipped out and lost my mind and got upset at her b/c she would never give me the gulpy ones in person. Her argument was "I can't help it, they come out like that sometimes." Anyhow, I eventually met this BBW Latina woman who was really feeling me and I got her to record her farts for me on my voicemail (Before the texting days). She had one of those huge basketball gigglin asses and her farts sounded like Eve Taboo meets Brittney Moore x5. Long story short, I left my phone in the car alone with my girlfriend one day and the other girl called and left a message. I came back to the car and my girl was crying her eyes out. After calming her down, we made up. Several months later we booked a trip to Vegas. We got into a fight and she declined the invitation. I ended up taking a friend instead. Fucking bitch calls me before the plane is boarding and tells me that she's got bad gas. Ones that were every 30 seconds for 8 hours straight, that lingered. I nearly had a heart attack and was so upset that she didn't come with me on the trip. Just imagine all the farts I would've gotten on that plane ride. Anyhow, towards the end of the trip she called me and hacked into my voicemail to find yet another message from that woman. She broke up with me after that. She ended up moving to the west coast. I live on the east coast. She claimed that she was forced to move away from me b/c I didn't have intentions on marrying her, plus she knew that I was interested in other women, and she always caught me looking at asses in the street.
We still keep in touch till this day and have fun conversations on the phone. I tell her to call me when she's gassy and she always does. When she's gassy her voice tone has a very distinct sound to it, so I know for a fact she's not bullshitting. I would always bust a phattie listening to her detailed fart stories from the night before, or earlier in the day. I trained her so well to give me EVERY single detail imaginable, from what she was wearing, to where the fart took place, to how good it smelled (on a scale from 1-10), to how long it lingered. Last year I visited her at her new home. I stayed for a week over there. She paid for my plane ticket, treated me to a suite at a 5 star hotel in Vegas and indulged me with her farts the whole time. They smelled just as good as I remembered, and we had great sex. Now, she currently has a boyfriend. She still wants me to visit her but claims that "we can't have sex." I told her I would NOT see her if we couldn't have sex.