I met Tanya at the club on a humid Friday night, her curves packed into a tight red dress that hugged that massive black booty like it was painted on. She was thick in all the right places, with an ass so round and heavy it jiggled with every step. We barely made it back to my place before she was bent over my couch, skirt hiked up, those fat cheeks spread wide for me.
I dropped my pants and slammed my cock straight into her wet pussy from behind. Tanya moaned loud, pushing back against me, her booty clapping against my hips with every thrust. "Yeah, fuck that black ass, daddy," she growled, voice raw and nasty. I gripped her hips, pounding deeper, watching her cheeks ripple and shake. She was gassy from the drinks earlier, and it didn't take long for the first fart to slip out.
A long, wet rip escaped right around my balls as I bottomed out. The smell hit me thick and musky, like warm earth and something filthy sweet. Instead of pulling back, my dick got harder. Tanya laughed dirty. "You like that shit? My ass letting loose while you fuck me?" She pushed out another one, shorter and sharper, the vibration traveling straight up my shaft.
I pulled out, spit on her asshole, and shoved back in, switching to her tight back door. Tanya grunted as I stretched her. "Fuck yes, wreck that gassy hole." Another fart bubbled out around my cock, hot air rushing past my skin while I drove in balls-deep. The sound was obscene, a wet blatt that mixed with the squelch of lube and her juices. I reached around and rubbed her swollen clit, feeling her booty shake harder with each thrust.
She started talking nasty, nonstop. "Smell my black booty farts while you pound me. I been holding them in all night just for this. Let it rip on your dick, boy." A long, rolling fart came out as I pulled back, the air warm and thick. I slammed forward again, burying myself, and she let out a series of short pops, each one squeezing my cock like a filthy kiss. The room filled with the raw scent, and it only made me fuck her rougher.
Tanya reached back and spread her cheeks wider, showing off her dark, puckered hole gripping me. "Watch it come out while you fuck," she demanded. Another deep, bassy fart vibrated around my shaft, the smell stronger now, earthy and intimate. I leaned in, inhaling it, my balls slapping her pussy with every stroke. She was dripping down her thighs, moaning like a whore in heat.
I flipped her onto her back, legs pushed up to her chest, and went back to her pussy, then alternated holes, switching fast so she couldn't catch her breath. Every time my cock left her ass, another fart escaped, sometimes soft and hissy, sometimes loud and wet. "That's it, feed me those farts," I told her, voice hoarse. Tanya grinned, eyes half-lidded, and pushed one out right as I thrust back in, the hot gas coating my length.
Her booty was slick with sweat, the skin gleaming under the lights. I slapped it hard, watching the ripples, then buried my face between her cheeks for a second, tongue lapping at her hole while she let another fart go straight into my mouth. The taste was sharp, the smell overwhelming, and my cock throbbed untouched. Tanya grabbed my head, holding me there. "Breathe it in while I gas you, then fuck me again."
I pulled back up and drove into her ass once more, pounding steady and deep. The farts kept coming, timed with my thrusts, turning the sex into something primal and nasty. Tanya came first, her whole body shaking, a long, bubbling fart ripping out as her asshole clenched around me. I followed right after, shooting deep inside her, the last few thrusts pushing more gas out around my pulsing cock.
We stayed locked together, breathing heavy, the air thick with the scent of her black booty and our fucking. Tanya looked back over her shoulder with a satisfied smirk. "Round two in a minute. I got plenty more where that came from." I was already getting hard again inside her.