Bill makes Heather more Wanting

The exhausted, satisfied, redhead came out of her bedroom fifteen minutes later in new gray sweatpants. Even though they were baggie on her legs, her titantic rear stretched the fabric tight around her hips. If the seem hadn't been there, Bill woulda sworn she had just one massive buttcheek without a crack.

After a somewhat uncomfortable silence where Heather blushed about as red as her hair, she spoke, "How... did it smell? Did it... smell good?" If possible she blushed even redder.

"It smelled okay." Bill replied.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have had you do it. I just... got self conscious..." All of the dominating, humiliating personality had fled with her frustration.

"I mean... I think it smelled good." Bill smiled. "I don't really have any other asses to compare it too."

"Sorry I... came..." She hid her face in her curtain of red hair.

"Yeah, what was that about?" Bill said knowing the answer. He couldn't decide if he liked the more dominating and humiliating Heather, or the shy Heather better.

"It just... felt good..."

"What did?" He asked wanting to hear her say it.

"When you... sniffed my ass..."

"Oh?"

"I mean, when your nose... bumped... ... ... It's just, I've been so... horny for like the last two weeks and I don't know why... Thank you..."

Bill didn't let her continue. He pulled out the phone and activated the app. "Heather, deep down you know what made you cum. My nose on your asshole. Imagine how my lips or my tongue would feel. But you will be too shy to flat out ask me to sniff your ass, or even lick or kiss it. Over the next week you are going to find reasons to put your ass in my face, dropping something in front of me, having me pick up something behind you while you are working out, when I am asleep on the couch you will try to get your asshole as close to my nose as possible without waking me up. You will nap on the couch just begging me to bury my face between your big fat beautiful cheeks. Friday when I start to play with your ass, you will pretend to be asleep. Even when I pull your pants and panties down, you will begin to get wet, but pretend to be asleep. The closer I get to your asshole the wetter you will get until when I finally kiss your puckered hole, you will have the most intense orgasm you have had yet until my lips are no longer touching your backdoor. You will recover while I pull your pants back up and pretend to be just waking up as I sit down in the chair."

After the redhead snapped back to reality, she stuttered. "Anyway... sorry... it was weird of me to ask and I won't do it again."

"No... you were concerned about your hygene, it's okay." Bill said. They played some more games and eventually went to bed.

The next wekk was full of fun shenanigans. One night during dinner, she dropped her fork, got up and bent over at the waist, her white leggings stretching to see through as her cheeks pulled the fabrig apart. Her teal panties showing through. Bill only slightly leaned in, eliciting a sigh as she stood up, her leggings delving deep into her ass crack a mere inch from his face.

Another incident, Heather was doing squats in the living room. She held her phone watching something Bill couldn't see as she did it. She dropped it conveniently between her legs. "Can you get that for me? I don't want to stop midset." She asked and Bill happily walked behind her and crouched down to pick it up. The fat bottomed girl wore spandex shorts taht night, and her plump nether lips showed a decent camel toe. A patch of arousal was beginning to form, slick against the bright pink. Bill got close enough to smell the mixture of the musky arousal, sweat, and cocoabutter that he assumed she would apply to her ass after each shower. The warmth hit him and he smiled as he picked up the phone and handed it to her. She sighed again missing his nose on her hole, wanting desperately to cum.

One day he pretended to be asleep on the couch when she came home. She quickly showered and came out wearing cute purple leggings and a sports bra. Her flat toned stomach visible and on display. She turned around and bent over. Bill opened an eye and came face to face with her crack. A trail of moisture appearing where she didn't dry completely. He could smell her scent and feel the warmth as she slowly backed her dump truck up. He let her get almost half an inch away, all he could see was the moist crack of her ass and he moved. She froze and then quickly stood up, not wanting to wake him up.

Three times that week, Heather "fell asleep" on the couch. Bill would come in and play games. Twice he saw her wiggling her ass out of the corner of his eye. The third time he could have sworn her say under her breath, "Come on you fucking pervert, just sniff my ass." Apparently, when she got frustrated, she started to turn into a pottymouth.

Friday, the time came and Bill could hardly wait. He was going to kiss his roommate's asshole and he was going to love it.

He walked in and saw Heather "asleep" on the couch in a pair of black leggings, her massive ass looked amazing. Bill walked over and slowly began to inch his face closer to the biggest butt he had ever seen. Already, he could smell a mixture of her musk, arousal, and cocoabutter. Gently, he began to play with her ass, he heard her groan, but she didn't "wake up". Instead she slowly ground her hips back and forth. He watched her phat ass jiggle and grinned. Bill then peeled her leggings down to reveal a pair of red satin panties that somehow managed to cover both cheeks.

Heather's arousal was betrayed by the wet patch that had begun to form. Bill could see a slight pearl white glob and knew she was horny as fuck. Bill gently placed a hand on each of Heather's globular cheeks and began to part them, widening her crack. He lowered his nose slowly, and inhaled. He could smell the scent of cocoabutter, sweat, and arousal. Heather could sense his nose close to her back door and in a moment of desperation, she pushed back. Bill was waiting for this, and firmly kept her hips where they were, and moved his head back. He swore he heard Heather curse under her breath.

"No more foreplay," Bill said as he withdrew and hooked two fingers on the waistband of her panties. Pulling her panties off over that enormous ass was more challenging than he though, and as he pulled them down to her thighs he saw a small strand of girl precum connecting the fabric, and Heather's netherlips. "Holy shit how has she been hiding these phat lips!" Bill said under his breath as he was greeted by his roommate's cleanshaven labia squished between her thighs. If he wasn't so hell bent on sniffing her ass, he'd bury his nose in those!

The time had come. Bill once again placed a hand on each cheek, this time they were bare. He gently began to pull them apart and was greeted by a huge surprise. There, nestled in the waxed crack of Heather's ass, was not one, but two puckered pink assholes. One on top of the other, nearly an inch apart. He couldn't comprehend what he was looking at.

Somehow, Bill had gotten stuck with a woman who treated him like shit, but had the most gorgeous body he could imagine. A 30 inch waist and a 60 inch ass. Not to mention, all the other features from earlier. And now, right in his face, was a strange mutation that somehow made this woman even hotter.

Bill could barely contain himself, and it took all of his being to inch his face into her crack slowly. He could feel the moisture from her sweat, her crack getting slick with her bodies anticipation of what was to come. The cocoabutter was strong, but the sweat and arousal was stronger.

Heather could feel Bill's breath on her holes. She was terrified he would slap her cheeks together and run at the sight of her secret, but instead, the pervert began to do exactly what she had hoped he would, he dove in. But it was much to slow for her liking. She needed to cum! Heather slammed her hips back, one asshole pushing against Bill's nose, the other against his lips. Bill was so surprised by what he saw, he didn't even have the forethought to push her back. Instead, his face was fully enveloped in his redheaded roommate's ass.

Immediately, Heather came, squirting jizz all over the couch. Bill's nose crept almost an eighth of an inch into her top asshole, his lips began to instinctively kiss her second. He had no clue how long he was in there, he had lost track of time as the redhead began to grind her assholes against him. Heather too, lost track of how long she had been cumming for. Bill finally pulled his face out of her ass, the mess on the couch was immense, there was a puddle all over the cushions and even some on the floor. His face was shiny with Heather's ass sweat and arousal.

Quickly, he pulled her panties and leggings up, and he went to sit on the couch, still breathing in the scent of her asshole.

Heather began to "wake up" and before she could even comment on the mess she had made, Bill had his phone out again.