Dive into Carol's Perspective

That Toby was always such a huge nerd, not to mention a pervert. I would have had Mark my boyfriend beat him up, but it was more fun to humiliate him myself. After he spilled his tray near my shoes I decided after lunch I was really going to humiliate him.

So I began fixing my tray. Ugh, I hated when this happens. I take a quick glance around and quickly dig my spanx out of my ass. It wasn't the first wedgie I had gotten in public. I was a pro. Darlene walked by.

"Hey, hope we win today." She said.

"Probably not, our team is terrible." I reply. They were at the bottom of the league.

Why was I staring at her chest. More importantly, why was her chest so attractive. I liked guys... Pull it together Carol.

"Yeah, sadly... Finish grabbing your tray. I'll save you a seat."

As she walked away I couldn't help notice the curve of her butt. It looked so big and beautiful. What I wouldn't give to catch just a small sniff of some of her precious ass gas. Wait... what the fuck! Did I just have a fantasy about sniffing my best friend's farts?

I shook my head but the image of my nose gently touching Darlene's fart box and inhaling deeply as she let a ripe one loose...

"Fuck what's wrong with me?"

I start to walk to the table when I feel some gas build at my own rear exit. I try to hold it in, but secretly I want to let it fly. I glance around. No one near me. I let go. Oh MY! It was practically orgasmic. As if the fart itself was stimulating my asshole. I couldn't help it. Before I knew what I was doing, I was rubbing my thighs together, feeling my now moist pussy lips rub together. It was one of the longest farts of my life. Thank gawd it wasn't very loud or smelly. I uncrossed my eyes and shook it off and sat next to Dar.

Twice during lunch I farted and twice I had to fight back from creaming in my panties. The sensation of gas passing through my butt hole felt like sex, no better than sex. I was just thankful that they weren't loud and didn't smell too bad.

Three times I wondered what it would be like if one of my friends farted in my face. I had to know. Then Dar said something funny. Honestly I don't remember what it was, but it gave me the perfect opportunity. I laughed so hard I dropped my fork right behind Dar. I got up.

"Ugh, such a klutz." I waved it off and giggled.

I bent over to pick it up slowly. I could already feel a ripe fart pushing on my own back door. Excitement crept into me and I could feel my hot boiling pussy begin to drool. I don't know where or when I became attracted to girls or their farts, but I wanted Dar to fart so badly.

This was it, my face was just below her skirt line. I could see her lush cheeks in her bright blue spandex panties. They were only a mere two inches from my face. I inhaled as I myself broke wind.

Then it happened. Dar let out a loud long fart. It had to be at least 5 seconds maybe more. And the smell was amazing. So fucking good! I knew I came. I could feel some trail down my inner thigh.

I grabbed my fork and stood up after the fart ended.

"My Gosh Dar that was so gross! You couldn't hold it! UGH!" I stormed off. After all, I couldn't let my friends know I actually enjoyed the fuck out of that!