Your Auntie Lets You Have It Blaise's Secret chapter 10 by Sex-Caliber

Tweaked from NotOnTime

You're hyperventilating at this point—not just from kissing and feeling up her booty all over, but from the alluring gurgling sound coming from below you. Your sweet Auntie Sheila has your face right up against her colossal rear end, hovering over the squishy wobbling masses that make up her butt cheeks. The bubbling sounds coming from her bowels are getting louder, egging the woman on to finally let loose.

All your efforts to deny yourself and resist the tempations of Sheila's mature, feminine and flatulent charms have been for naught; she knows you want to be here and have her fart on you. The groaning noises made by her ass sound like the low creaks of a ship's hull at sea. You can sense the incredible pressure being stressed through her body, and your heart races in excitement at just how big her release is going to be for you. Remembering how the force and smell from earlier increased between her two farts, when she'd only farted on your crotch—and realizing the fact that having held them in means that they're going to be even more intense by whole orders of magnitude, even without the source being right in front of your nose—sends shivers down your spine.

Sheila's heart is racing too, for the same reason as yours. She can't believe she's actually about to give you her farts at full force already, least of all while you're actively keeping your face in front of her huge ass cheeks. The way you've so brazenly just made out with her ass and plainly told her to let you have it, after how flustered you were maybe half an hour ago, is way more than she's been expecting from today. She enjoys flirting with you, but for things to escalate so far so soon…

At this point, the amount of gas filling her mammoth booty can't be contained. It's going to come out either way, with you present or not.

"Okay, sweetie—here it comes~" Sheila gives you the heads up in that irresistibly sexy tone of hers.

She bites her lower lip—and pushes with her ass.

You can feel a swell of pressure coming from below, deep in the darkest crevice of her ass cheeks. Her tight anus is puckering against the flab of her cheeks, straining to release the swirling payload of gas. With a grunt, Sheila lets out her massive fart all at once, decimating your face before her powerful booty explosion. Ungodly wicked fumes blast from the depths of her ass, pummeling you in an unending assault of heat and smell. Sheila's planetary cheeks warble together with the expulsion of her gas, creating a loud rumbling sound that reverberates around the entire room. The sharp brapping noises are symphonic to your ears; it's like sticking your head out of a car window, driving down the highway on a hot summer's day.

Your auntie's sexy cheeks, the round alluring globes that have caught your eye for so long, have transformed into a rattling mass of flesh that pounds together hypnotically before your eyes. Her gas is violent and harsh; the smell attacks your nostrils and makes you gag in a strangely welcome pain. Even if you had Lillian sit on your face and fart in your mouth from point blank, it wouldn't be this intense—the burning rotten stench of Sheila's super-condensed hurricane is incomparable. You reflexively pull back even as you moan in arousal, hoping to recover once the fart trails off and stops, but it just keeps coming. Sheila has a lot of steamy air backed up inside her booty thanks to those burritos, and she's aiming to let you have all of it.

The grown woman blushes a mad pink as she lets her fart out. She's actually doing this—she can't believe herself! Just a few hours ago you were her friend's cute son, and now she's blasting your willing face with her enormous, rumbling farts. The naughtiness of it all is absolutely thrilling. Her chest tightens as she catches a whiff of her gas; it must smell so bad for you down there, right in front of her roaring booty—and yet, she wants to make you taste some more...

The seconds tick by insanely slowly as you endure the forefront of Sheila's gas. After being initially overwhelmed by her gargantuan eruption, you notice a spinning feeling in your head. Your face is starting to drop, slowly lowering down towards the abyss of Sheila's gargantuan ass cheeks. As her plump masses belt out giant bubbles of flatulence it causes her halves to separate, just for an instant as the pockets of air come rushing through. Those small gaps in her butt crack vanish as soon as they appear while the fart comes rolling out—and for you, it's just enough to let you slowly move closer between them. Down and down your face goes, gravity drawing you nearer, every slapping stinky bubble of wretched air barely pushing you up and away from the giant woman's ass cheeks. You groan again as your face finally lands right in the middle of Sheila's huge, monstrous, farting booty.

"Oooooooh?" Sheila exclaims, practically moaning in surprise.

It's sudden, but she feels your face slipping down into her gassy chasm. However, she doesn't realize it's a mix of gravity and the daze induced by her fart bubbles causing you to fall on top of her—she thinks you're burying yourself in there intentionally. She can feel the contours of your face against her skin, kneading against her soft juicy flesh as you stuff your head into her ass crack, hungry and desperate to reach the source of her rampant potent aroma. The thought of it drives her wild; she's made you admit that you're attracted to her huge wobbling ass, but until a little earlier she hadn't thought you'd be THIS into it.

The feeling of being so clearly desired and lusted after by a handsome young man… it just makes her want to keep you back there more. She wiggles her ass in the air as her fart trails off, using the last bout of gassy fumes to reward you for making such a nice 'plug' between her cheeks. The sensation of your face sliding down between her plump jiggling masses feels amazing; it's something she enjoys very much. A surge of arousal pumps through her loins, dampening the front end of her panties.

After what feels like forever for you, Sheila's raging fart dies off. Now nasally battered and laying stunned against her generous rear end, you try to catch a breather—only to let out another deep moan as you inhale the most horrid stench of your life. Sheila's latent gas reeks to high heaven; it's not just bad, it's atrocious. Her gruesome scent burns all the orifices of your face at once; your eyes, your nose, your mouth, even your ears a little. Your face is stuffed inside the searing hot heat of her crack—it feels like an oven of steamy fart juices, with you choking on the moist leftovers of her burritos.

But even so, after so long having to repress your desires around others, you can't help loving every second of it. You want to claw your way deeper, to embrace this blinding hot fart heaven, but Sheila's massive thick globes of flesh are so thick you're locked out. If there's any way for you to get deeper, it'll be of Sheila's own volition. Your fingers are crossed that she indulges you—after all, that last fart was pretty big, and she didn't stop once your face got caught between her buttocks, so she's clearly enjoying this too.

"Oh, wow—I gotta say, I wasn't expecting you to burrow into my butt cheeks like that~ You must really love it down there, huh?" she says with a giggle.

You try to pull your head out and tell her what actually happened—but you're so dazed that you only manage to rub your face against her crack, as your mouth fills with ass flab with a moan that vibrates against her sensitive skin, sending shivers up her spine.

"It's okay, sweetie, I get it~" she continues. "I know you said you were into this, but I didn't think you'd feel... so strongly about it. I don't mind it, though—in fact… it felt kind of good letting it out on you. Letting loose with your cute face between my butt cheeks felt… amazing, actually. Oh my, what am I even saying?"

You feel a steady spike in warmth coming from below, boiling your face in the already blazing hot oven that was her butt. It's not just warmth coming from her ass, but lower—a stoking fire building in her womanhood. Sheila's clearly hot and bothered from having you

sniffing away in her giant ass.

Your eyes widen in surprise as you realize what that means: she's genuinely getting into this, too—and what she says next makes your heart skip a beat.

"If you're sure you really want it already, I can still let out more big farts like that. But, before I do... how would you like to go closer~?"

Sheila turns and reaches towards her massive ass, to pull her underwear out of the way. It's the one barrier separating you from the true depths of her booty—and she's readily intuited that's where where you want to go. Even as dazed as you currently are you nonetheless shudder in excitement, still stunned at how these raunchy events were unfolding. Everything shakes as Sheila turns towards her ass.

As luck would have it, she pushes your forehead up first to make her job easier for herself. You take the chance to gasp for clean air, so you can recover for the next bout—but end up choking on the remnants of her gas. She hears this, thankfully, and pushes your head a little further up from her ass to look back at you properly.

"Wh-Whoa, Blaise! Are you sure you're okay down… there…?" her arousal gives way to concern as she realizes how slack your body is—but slowly returns in full force as she sees the absolutely erotic face you're making.

Your cheeks are covered in a full, rosy blush. Your eyes have a blissful haze to them as they stare unfocused back into hers, and your jaw is slack as your coughing slowly, finally, gives way to shallow breathing again; a strand of hungry drool hangs from your wet lips, and even as you slowly come a little to your senses again—pushing yourself up a little to assure her you've regained your strength—what you manage to say next gets her right back in the mood.

"I… I'm fine, Auntie… Please, d-don't stop…"

She stares at you a moment in disbelief, before turning back to arousal.

"My… You're a brave man, Blaise," she giggles. "In that case… where were we? Oh, yes~"

Sheila lowers her hand to spread her huge ass cheeks apart, giving you your first view of the true depths of her ass for the first time. You hadn't truly grasped just how huge her fat keister is until you look down at the chasm below. You stare in awe—the distance down the curved top of Sheila's butt cheeks all the way to her panties is incredible. You doubt you've even seen Lillian or Jordana's asses this plainly before.

The well-endowed woman plunges her hand into the supple bouncy globes of her butt right before your eyes, and reaches for her panties. You're nothing but a bystander as her slender fingers prod around in front of you, going well past the patch of skin your face was just resting against seconds earlier. Her feminine digits wriggle around until they fing what they came for, yanking back with a humongous stretch of fabric that resembled some of the Brazilian flag—and showing you a sight you've never imagined you'd ever get to see.

"How's this? I can get these out of the way, and you can dive deeper into my big, gassy booty—sounds pleasant, right?"

Your heart pounds as Sheila pulls her poor, overworked panties well out of the way. This is nothing, if not surreal—she's deliberately showing off her steaming pink butthole to you for the first time, offering you the full experience within the heretofore-unexplored abyss of her dumptruck ass. You can feel the humidity from the sweaty maw of her cheeks opening below you, calling you down into the darkness.

Is this… really happening? You almost can't believe it, even after everything you've just experienced; you'd swear you were dreaming if not for the overwhelming sensations that've been dominating your every sense this whole time. You raise your head to say something else to Sheila—whether a heartfelt 'thank you' for the experience so far, or something more overtly intimate, you honestly have no idea—but when your mouth opens, nothing comes out. Your lungs are still partially suffocating on her gas, and every time you try to force yourself to speak more all that comes out are violent coughs that might have concerned her if you hadn't assured her how much you were still enjoying this.

The wafting gas burns your throat, yet all that comes out is wet spit as you salivate from the masochistic lust you're feeling yourself…