Inadvertently Coming Out to Sheila Blaise's Secret chapter 6 by Sex-Caliber

Tweaked from RandomAnon

Shaking your head from side to side to shock yourself out of your spiralling thoughts, you decide to browse through the Internet on your phone to try and get your mind off of Sheila's huge behind and somehow hope that she forgets she saw you staring—or at least doesn't take it seriously. You end up so focused on your attempts, despite their failure thus far, that you only half-notice a shadow over you before a massive weight suddenly rests itself upon your lap.

Dropping your phone in surprise, you're bewildered to discover that Sheila's not only come back… but playfully sat down on your lap, engulfing most of your lower body into her monstrous bottom.

Before you can speak, Sheila begins grinding against you—feeling a certain bit of your male anatomy poking underneath her. She uses her grinding to carefully guide that into her huge crack; the warmth almost makes you faint from the pleasurable tingles it causes in your body, and the pressure of her soft cheeks upon it causes you to blush even more madly than before.

"Looks like someone likes my Brazilian buns," Sheila teasingly remarks, though she doesn't yet turn to face you. "Or rather, hams~"

She laughs a little before grinding her hips some more, further stimulating you as you sit frozen and dumbstuck in your stupor.

"We do have the best meat in the world, after all~" She adds, clenching and unclenching her huge booty upon 'little you'. "Are you enjoying my meat~?" she finally turns her head back as her emerald green eyes meet your deep brown ones, flashing you a knowing smile.

What's going on? She's teased you a whole lot before, but never this explicitly! Was she just taking advantage of the fact you were finally… eighteen…? Wait…

A certain 'repeating joke' of hers from throughout the years comes to mind.

You gulp, before you try to speak—but she presses her index finger against your lips to shut you up.

"I already know the answer… and I'm really flattered," she giggles softly. "By the way, here's your water."

She hands you a cool glass of the clear liquid—which you need now more than ever, as your face keeps blushing deeper and feeling hotter for it. You down the whole thing as quickly as you can, feeling the cold, fresh liquid cascading down your throat as it saps some of the heat away from your face. It doesn't last long, though, as she eyes you patiently all the while—and immediately returns to her teasing as soon as you finish it and hand it back to her to set down on the table.

"So... do you really find my big ol' booty that attractive~?" she leans back to whisper into your ear, making the little hairs on your arms and back of your neck stand on end.

"… Y-Yes," you timidly reply before long, knowing all too well that lying to her would be of no use—especially while you're this flustered.

"Wonderful!" she says in a deceptively light-hearted tone, before her voice lowers again somewhat. "But... to enjoy something so bountiful, there is a price you must pay," she says, giving you a cryptic smile.

This throws you off—it didn't sound like she'd be asking for money, nor did she need it.

"… H-Huh? Price? What kind of price?" you blurt out, genuinely confused.

Sheila laughs cutely while still grinding on your lap, before answering as she turns her head forward, her deep green eyes holding onto yours for a moment longer as she does so.

"This kind~"  Suddenly, a large rumbling fart erupts from her huge booty and vibrates against your crotch.

The act alone would already have you mentally off guard in your current emotional state—as this was something completely outside of her MO even if it formed a staple of both her daughters'—but the combination of pleasure from her huge, soft ass's constant grinding, the significant enhancement of the same by said prolonged and powerful blast of air from within causing the heat and pressure stimulating your front to become positively electric as it travels throughout your body, and above all else, the absolutely overwhelming smell that accompanies it (which, of course, you'd just accidentally started fantasizing about in particular not even five minutes ago) leaves you lightheaded, allowing your libido to determine your immediate response for you.

You let out a surprised moan of pleasure and very apparent arousal before you can even think to stop yourself; mercifully though, she doesn't seem to realise just yet that there's absolutely no disgust whatsoever in your tone—but she doesn't stop or turn to look at you again either way. To make matters worse, you accidentally breathe even more of her rancid gas in while your mouth is open, getting as much of a taste of the stuff as a smell. It even warms the back of your throat ever so slightly, further deepening the already furious blush on your face even as you start coughing profusely.

"To enjoy a booty like mine, you need to embrace what it gives too~" she jokes, and you hear her stomach growling a little as a pit forms in your stomach.

"W-Wait, Shei—" you try to get her to stop, but it's already too late as she unleashes a larger, longer and louder thundering fart upon your lap. As soon as the smell hits you again—also even stronger than the previous—you reflexively let out another loud moan of arousal and buck your hips against hers, grabbing onto them by pure instinct through all the coughing before you can realize what you've just done.

Her emerald eyes widen in surprise—and as she stops grinding, turning her head to look back at you again, she slowly realizes how you've really responded to this.

"… Oh."

You've finally blown your cover…