Hello everyone,
If you know what the headline means you are in the right place. I'm a young woman that wants to fulfil her fetish as the active part. You don't have to pay me, but you can :)
One more thing: I'm Black, so if you're not into people of colour please don't contact me.
See ya!
Of course I didn't knew what the headline meant but google provided me with a quick answer. A fancy word for people that either liked to fart or, like me, wanted to be farted on. Great, our fetishes match and oh my god, she only lives one hour away from me? This is the jackpot!! It's too good to be true, a young black girl offering to fart in my face for free? Seriously?
I scrolled down to her profile to find some information about her age and looks, but she hasn't given any details about herself. Honestly? I really didn't give a shit about her looks, age or even if she was black or not. As long as she was a woman that was willing to fart in my face I was happy with everything that would come along.
I contacted her with very few words and only let her know that I was interested. This could be a once in a lifetime opportunity and I didn't wanted to scare her away with too much writing. I was very happy to read her reply on the next day, in which she let me know that she only communicated via a specific APP. This was an APP I didn't knew nothing about which made me very cautious at first, I've already chatted with woman that wanted me to switch to other websites, where I would have to buy coins to write with them and things like that. But as it turned out this APP was for free and only for communication. So I quickly downloaded it, made an account and searched the name she told me.
There she was: Kanae. I'm pretty sure this was a made up profile name, that's why I also use it in this story. Her picture was an animated black girl smoking a joint. We started to chat casually at first and we seem to get along pretty good with each other. She told me that she was in a broken relationship, because her soon-to-be ex-boyfriend cheated on her. She never felt comfortable enough to tell him about her fetishes and the men she dated in her past were rather dominant.
I could relate to that pretty well, because it was similar for me. Even though I told Marie back than about facesitting it still was only the tip of the iceberg of kinks I had or wanted to try. She and the other women in my life were rather submissive or "normal", they didn't had that dominant aura of authority about them and I highly doubt that they would have, for example, peed in my mouth or something like that. I mean just simple facesitting was an overcoming for some of them, some even refused that.
Kanae and I also talked a lot about our fetishes, she also was very kinky and wanted to try nearly all of the things that I always was into. I would like to tell you something different, but I have to admit that I rather quickly developed feelings for this girl that I only chatted with for a few days, without knowing if she's even real or how she looks like. Why was it a problem, that I liked her so much? Be patient, you'll understand it in the next part.
Anyway our communication went on for a few days, we knew what the other liked sexually, our limits and that I would serve her as pussy and ass licking slave. She would fart in my face to show me my place in bed, but she also wanted us to interact normal with each other for the rest of the time. She stated that she usually farted a lot and also had a lactose intolerance. I immediately fantasized about her destroying me with huge wet disgusting farts like my favourite fart porn actress "Selena Loca". Can you possibly imagine my excitement? Everything that girl said sounded perfect to me.
As the time went by she felt comfortable enough to give me some details about herself. She was a 23 year old black girl with a height of 1,70m (5' 7") and weight around 60kg (130lbs.). She had long smooth hair and she described her figure as normal with small breasts but a typical African bubble butt. How was I ever supposed not to fall in love with her?
We were now chatting for about two weeks and she was single by now, something that was very important for her before we could met. She was now also ready to give me her phone number, so that we could communicate more easily. We set up a date, where I would pick her up in a crowded place and we would then drive into a little motel, where I booked us a room.
Finally we exchanged pictures and my god, I was a lucky bastard! Her picture was a selfie, where she sat in the passenger seat of a car wearing a black leather jacket and wavy hair. The look in her dark eyes was rather cold and she had a septum-piercing. Her facial features combined with that cold look made me instantly think of one person: Naomi Campbell. To say that I was relieved about her appearance would be the understatement of the century, she was absolutely beautiful and way out of my league. I imagined serving her with my mouth while she would judge my ministrations of her body with that cold stare, I got a hard on instantly! I was more than ready to meet her.
As few days later I arrived at the location a little earlier and waited in front of my car. It was a busy square where a lot of buses arrived and the train station was not far away. I think she choose that spot to be able to easily escape from the date when something about me would seem wrong to her, which was a very smart thought.
The time stood still and my anticipation grew more and more. Sadly she wasn't on time and also didn't answer to my last messages, fuck what is going on? What if she is not real? It was too good to be true right from the start. As the minutes went by my thoughts were going wild. Maybe these teenagers over there set me up with a fake account and are now laughing about me? I was waiting for nearly 20 minutes and was getting really nervous right now. I set myself a deadline, I would leave if she is not here within the next 5 minutes.
Happily before I drove home she texted me. She said that she missed her bus and also had problems with her phone, but will meet me in 5 minutes. I sat behind the wheel and was counting the seconds, finally after nearly half an hour I saw her in my rear view mirror. She was approaching my car really fast and as I jumped out of the car to greet her she was already standing near the passenger door. The situation was a little awkward but we eventually said hello and got into my car. I could tell that she was really nervous too, because she wasn't looking at me for the first minutes. She was also a little bit defensive with her answers as we drove through the city towards the motel.
As we arrived I had the first real chance to see her body, she was breath-taking. A beautiful young black girl, with a nice toned figure. Her bubble butt was so round and full that it didn't quite match the rest of her slender body, she was my perfect ebony goddess.
After we reached our room we continued the small-talk and I opened each of us a beer. It was a wise move to bring a six pack with me for us to slowly get in the mood and calm down the nerves. My choice of drink was a little selfish too, I wanted her to pee soon so that I could clean her up with my tongue.
After the first sips she began to calm down and became comfortable around me. We started joking and everything was fine, later we went downstairs to smoke some cigarettes and that's when it happened. Midway through our smoking we had a little break in our conversation, we were standing under an arch in front of the motel. A couple was standing on the other side of the road and waited for the green light to cross it. I leaned in and kissed her on her nice full lips, to which she immediately responded. It was nothing wild or with excessive tongue usage, but my god was it good. It was seriously the best kiss of my life, behind my closed eyes I could see fireworks exploding and my whole body shivered. I've never experienced a feeling like this from a kiss and knew, that the following hours surly would be legendary.
We smiled at each other and I could tell that the kiss had a similar impact on her. I looked over to the couple, which was still waiting for the green light, and both grinned in our direction. They surely knew already what was about to happen in a few minutes in that motel room. We went back inside to finally get it going, this time hand in hand.
Kanae wasted no time and immediately started to remove her clothes the second I closed the door. She quickly jumped under the bedcover leaving only her underwear on, but I still managed to get a glimpse of the expensive looking grey and black coloured lingerie set. I walked around to the other side of the bed and stripped to my boxer shorts. As I joined her under the bedcover our bodies were positioned like spoons, that sexy wildcat knew very well how to seduce me and started to rub her nice big round black thong glad ass on my already semi-erect cock. I've never experienced a woman with so much temper before and was pleasantly surprised how nice foreplay could be with the girl showing that kind of initiative.
The biggest difference I noticed between her and the white woman I've been with before was her scent. Of course she was a freshly showered clean girl that had put perfume on and everything, but the way her skin smelled intoxicated me. I smelled this fragrance for the first time in my life and there is no way for me to describe it, but I was addicted to it after the first whiff.
We kissed each other with a level of intensity and passion that was unknown to me so far. I enjoyed every second with her and after us both removed our underwear she changed into her dominant role. She broke the kiss and ordered me to lay in the middle of the bed, which I did in nano-seconds. She started to crawl around me, like a lion that is eyeing up his prey. I could see the hunger in her eyes as this girl was ready to use me for her pleasure after, what I assume, were several weeks without being licked at all.
Kanae straddled my head in the reversed cowgirl position and slowly sunk her pink pussy onto my face. Just before the tip of my tongue could reach her she moved her hips up again. She repeated this until I started to reach for her pussy with my eager tongue as I lifted my head from the mattress. She giggled and lifted herself up some more, making it impossible for me to taste her.
"My my, look who is so eager here to lick some pussy. You white boys really are so damn submissive." With that said she came crushing down and slammed my head with her pussy into the mattress.
"Oh fuck, that was even hotter that I've imagined. I always wanted to slam my pussy into some guy's face. Now be a good slave and lick me nice and slow. Jerk yourself in the meantime, but don't you dare cum without my permission."