Mom's Sexy Farts.pdf

It was another typical evening for Tom. The 19-year-old was lounging on the sofa, his back propped up against the cushions as he scrolled through his phone. Suddenly, he heard the familiar squeak of the front door opening. Mom was home from work. Tom couldn't help but smirk as he anticipated what was about to ensue. For as long as he could remember, his mother Jenna had the most exquisite farts. Her curvy, voluptuous body seemed to produce the perfect blend of gas and fragrance that just intoxicated young Tom. He loved spending time with her in the evenings, all under the guise of "quality mother-son bonding." Jenna strode into the living room, her ample hips swaying side to side. She kicked off her high heels with a relieved sigh. "Phew, what a long day," she puffed out, sinking down into the couch next to Tom. Her hefty backend stretched the fabric of her pencil skirt taut. Tom snuck a glance at his mother, drinking in her womanly curves. Beads of sweat glistened on her olive skin from a day at the office. Her cleavage peeked out from her silk blouse, just begging to be touched. He swallowed hard, trying to focus on his phone and act natural. Jenna shifted her weight on the sofa, making it creak. She turned to Tom and smiled, "Comfortable enough?" Her green eyes sparkled with mischief. Deep down, she knew exactly what her son got up to, sniffing her farts. It was a secret game the two played for years now. But she'd never admit it out loud."Yep, pretty comfy," Tom replied casually. He felt a familiar rumble building up inside him. His young cock stiffened in his sweatpants as Jenna's strong floral scent wafted over. Mmm, she gassed up a good one at work today. He focused on breathing in shallow, quick sniffs, greedy for more of that heady musk. Jenna let out a petite squeak of a fart, just a little tremble of bass. Tom's nostrils flared, sampling the fumes. his pulse quickened, but he tried to act nonchalant, not wanting to embarrass himself in front of Mom. She wiggled her plush bottom against the sofa, arranging herself just so. Then she did it - she swung a stockinged foot up and planted a high heel right on Tom's chest. He yelped in surprise, eyes going wide. Jenna smirked, holding him down. "Oops! Clumsy me." She applied more pressure, the stiletto tip boring into his sternum. Tom bit his lip, a jolt of confusing pleasure zipping down to his groin. His mother was literally stepping all over him and he was getting turned on! He knew he should push her foot away, tell her to stop. But he didn't want her to. If anything, he wanted...more. Jenna seemed to sense her son's arousal. She ground her heel down harder as she let out a big, ripe fart. PPPBBBTTTT!! The fetid stink hit Tom right in the face. His cock surged to full mast, tenting his sweats. Mom's toxic booty air flooded his senses, making him dizzy with lust. "Oopsie! My bad," Jenna cooed, clearly not sorry at all. She lifted her foot off just long enough to aim another ripper at her boy. PPPFFFFTTTT!!! The doozy rattled the windows. Tom's eyes crossed, his balls drawing up tight. He was going to cum in his pants like a little kid if this kept up! Jenna stood, towering over her prone son in her bare feet. She loomed over Tom, her big ol' butt practically in his face now. "Nighty night, sweetie," she purred, reaching back to smack his cheek. "Sweet dreams!" As soon as Mom left the room, Tom shucked off his sweatpants. His diamond hard erection sprang free, weeping and pulsing. He grabbed his cock with a grunt and started jerking the stiff shaft with long, firm strokes. Tom's mind replayed the evening's events as he fapped, his mother's wonderful stink still burning his nose. Her perfect ass, her strong farts, her "accidental" foot fetish tease...God, what a woman! He humped his fist faster, chasing his orgasm. With a strangled cry, Tom spurted his load all over his t-shirt. Ropes of thick jizz splattered the fabric as he emptied his balls. He collapsed back against the sofa, spent and panting. The slobby sounds of Jenna's shower soon drifted from upstairs. Tom smiled to himself as he cleaned up. Mom would be sleeping soon. Then tomorrow could begin their secret game all over again. He couldn't wait to see what new scents and surprises she had in store...

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