Miss Megumi Ch 02

I thought my relationship with Megumi was going well. You can imagine my surprise when I went to bed one night and woke up unable to move.

"What's this?" I said aloud.

My arms and legs had been spread out and tied to the bedposts. I could still turn my head, however, and I faintly saw a figure in the darkness.

The figure spoke, and I immediately recognized the voice as Megumi's: "If it isn't my good friend...who will soon stop being my friend. Where that status change leads you....well...that's up to you. I just need to ask you some questions before I make my decision."

I could only writhe in my bonds as she turned the room light on.

She narrowed her eyes, "You see....you have been keeping something from me....and I want to know why. What was your motivation for not telling me you were an Eproctophile? Obviously what I do next depends on your answer, so please be honest with me. You lied to me once you will not do it again. I insist on honesty in a relationship, so it's important for me to break that nasty habit of yours."

I smiled slightly, "How did you know?"

She laughed out loud, "Oh come on! You made it so painfully obvious.....so obvious in fact...that I wonder if you were being transparent on purpose. You practically moved towards me when I farted for God's sake! You went out of your way to be near my farts! I knew at a very early stage that you had such a fetish."

She paused and looked at me.

"Why are you acting so upset? You like being tied up in my presence. Don't deny it you naughty boy!"

I could only smirk in embarrassment. I was turned on by this. Megumi had surprised me, but it was a good surprise.

"Well Megumi you seem to have figured me out."

She frowned, "Where was I? Oh yes. Tell me why you didn't speak up. I suspect I already know the answer, but I want to hear it from you."

I signed, the tightness of the bonds both discomforting and exciting. The temperature of the room had seemed to have gone up, my heart was pounding in my chest, and my breathing was heavy.

"Megumi you do not go up to a woman and say her farts turn you on. Or at least it seemed like a good idea at the time not to tell you. I mean, how was I supposed to know how you would react? Just bringing such a thing up in your presence might destroy everything I had worked for."

She smiled slightly, "It makes sense. It's not exactly something a woman would hear every day. But....I'm a pragmatic woman. My farting constantly tends to drive men away, not bring them to me. So you are a welcome exception, and so far I see no compelling reason not to pursue this relationship to its ultimate conclusion."

"You're not going to untie me are you?" I didn't even hide my concern.

"Still there is something manipulative about what you did....a lie of omission is still a lie. So it's only fair that I manipulate you a bit to achieve my ends. I'm just going to be more open about it." She suddenly smiled a madwoman's grin.

She continued, "This is going to be fun. True....I don't exactly know what I'm doing but I imagine it shouldn't be too difficult to improvise. You are going to get what you wanted, but on my terms. I have given up enough ground, now let's see you humbled."

Megumi then proceeded to remove all her clothing save for a pair of white panties. She was probably as turned on as I was. Her panties were soaked with her juices. She climbed onto the bed and straddled her legs across my belly. I was surprised by how hot and wet her panties felt against my skin and by how much of her nectar was seeping out onto my body.

I could smell the aroma of her pussy from where I was, was acutely aware of how close my hard-on was to her ass. But I could not move, now more than ever. Beads of her sweat were falling on me and on the bed sheets, and the heat coming off her caused my body temperature to skyrocket. Her bare body was a mixture of smells that I was acutely aware of: perfume, deodorant, sweat, makeup, and the smell of her arousal.

For the longest time she just sat on top of me, enjoying the position she was in. Then she smiled with a delightfully naughty expression on her face.

She began to gloat, "I know what you want....but you have to ask for it. For once you will have to swallow your pri.."

"Megumi, will you please fart on me?" My sudden rather deadpan response caught her off guard.

"What? You're not supposed to just agree! Not right away at any rate. You're supposed to be like "I will never give in!", and then I'm supposed to say "Oh yes you will", then you and I go back and forth on that until you suddenly relent and then...I fart on you."

"Megumi I want you to fart on me. Why on Earth would I resist something I want, what I've been trying to get you to do since what seems like forever? If you think about it, that whole dominance thing only works if the tied up person doesn't openly...."

"All right, all right....I get the point. But indulge me on this. Please. I've never done this before and I want to enjoy myself. Besides it'll be fun."

I laughed mildly and I would have shrugged except for the fact that my arms were bound apart.

She signed, "Let's rewind the tape. Okay then. I know what you want....but you have to ask for it. For once you will have to swallow your pride and do what I want you to do. Beg for my farts my naughty pet!"

I had to admit this was exciting me, even though I was having trouble taking this would-be dominatrix seriously. So I went along.

"Megumi....you have broken me. I submit to your will. Mistress please fart on me!"

I almost laughed out loud on that last sentence, and Megumi was visibly struggling to keep a straight face. The look on her face said it all: "I told you this would be fun." She managed to regain her composure and speak in a very sexy voice: "Then you shall get what you asked for." Megumi's face tightened in concentration, and after a few seconds I heard and felt it: a loud, powerful, and vaguely wet-sounding fart that struck against my body. My cock began almost painfully erect.

I found myself confessing to her, "Oh God Megumi you really have no idea how long I've wanted you to do that. I love this....I really do. It's a shame I can't smell it all from here."

She smiled, "Ah at last...you're being honest with me. So it's out in the open now. Don't hold back with me....tell me exactly how you feel."

I was suprised by how open I had suddenly become, "Megumi I have been dreaming of this moment since I first met you. I loved it when you farted on my body...I just loved it! It's so fucking sexy I can't stand it! Dirty girl! Dirty god-damn babe of a sexy woman! Shit this is so hot! Do it again I beg you! Please Megumi!"

Megumi nodded, "Done. I have a big one for you, so enjoy it....my future husband."

That last word really got me excited. Was she actually considering marriage? I could not keep the excitement of my voice.

I spoke quietly, "You mean it? You're....serious?"

The look she gave me was so beautiful I almost couldn't stand it. She could look EXTREMELY wonderful when she used certain expressions....as if she had been forged from sunlight itself. I knew then that she meant it. I actually cried for a second before I caught myself, seriously, seldom had I heard more lovely words in my life. Perhaps never again.

Megumi said teasingly, "Here it comes....want me to stop?"

I said quickly, "Hell no! I want this....more than you'll ever know."

Megumi shook her head, "You are such a pervert...but...I guess you're my pervert. And does farting on you and liking it make me any less perverted?"

I gave her an answer, "We are what we are my love. No more and no less. We can't be anything else."

She nodded once, and then....she farted. There is no more glorious sound....no greater music...than a woman's fart! There is no greater smell....no perfume more lovely. It was a loud potent one all right that assailed my senses like a thunderbolt. I definitely moved in my bonds, my lungs tried in vain to breathe all of it in. But I was only able to get part of it....how frustrating! What a waste of sexual aroma!

I spoke up, "It's too far away, Megumi! I can't smell it all from over there! I want it in my face! I need you to fart in my face!"

I almost didn't recognize my own words....as if they were coming from someone else. But they were my words...they were coming from me.

"What's this?" She abruptly got off of my belly and now had her ass turned towards me. I couldn't see past it....then again I didn't want to look at anything else.

She laughed, "You're so hard....did I tell you you could get a hard-on? That's so indecent of you! Perhaps I should take a closer look. You should be ashamed of yourself! Let's see if your cock can't be cured of its ailment! Getting hard because of my farts....it's baffling! Simply baffling!"

She suddenly adjusted her body again, putting herself in of the bed's corners. She bent her body to fit into the tight space and then leaned forward. She now had her face and hands positioned very close to my erection. The mere fact that she was so close to it caused it to harden further.

Her mouth opened wide and I could feel her hot, moist breath caressing my member. But she did not close her mouth over it, just kept it hovering next to it. Then her pink tongue snaked out and she started to trace it across the lower base of my cock. I had to fight to keep from crying out as the sensations almost overwhelmed me...I was not prepared for their power.

"You like that don't you?" She said, taking a pause from licking my cock.

She then resumed, this time moving her tongue around its sensitive head. It was agony but it was a good agony....I couldn't help but start to audibly express my approach. My cock stiffened but she grabbed my erect member and held it firmly in place. I felt her soft, slightly cool hands press against my swollen cock as if they belonged there. Then her tongue really went into overdrive, pleasuring my sensitive organ in its entirety. I loved every minute of it and I vocally made sure she knew it too. I definitely let her know I didn't want this "cure" to cease being administered.

She started "milking" my balls with her hands while still using her tongue to drive me nearly out of my mind with the sensations it was causing. For what seemed like forever she kept this up. Several times I came close to cumming, but she stopped every time and then resumed after a delay. Using this technique she was able to keep me in ecstasy for about 45 minutes. I was surprised by how patient she was, I certainly wasn't. I desperately want to cum but she prevented me from doing so every time.

She smirked, "Let's see if you are cured of your Eproctophilia."

Then she did something that shocked the hell out of me: she farted ON my cock. For a few seconds I felt her hot air strike my oversexed member and I almost came right then and there. I cried out in surprise and more than a little delight at the resulting sensations.

I almost screamed, "Oh fuck Megumi! You are a dirty woman and I love you for it so fucking much! I love that naughty imagination of yours! Keep it up!"

She seemed pleased by my words, "You're still not cured? Impossible! I must take more extreme measures."

Her jaws closed over my cock, immersing it in hot moistness. My penis was suddenly bombarded with agonizingly pleasurable sensations: her wet tongue against my member's underside, her teeth intermittently pressing up against its sides, the textured roof of her mouth rubbing against the upper part of my erection, her hot breath assailing it from everywhere, and her saliva absolutely soaked my cock in its delightful wetness.

Megumi then took me into her mouth, rapidly sucking on my vulnerable member like a machine while caressing my balls.

I was in more pleasure than I had ever known, and I couldn't help but exclaim to my lover, "CHRIST MEGUMI THAT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD!"

My only real regret was that my cock had been pleasured so much already that I wound up cumming in her mouth much earlier than I would have liked. But that's what happened. I explosively shot my entire series of massive loads into her mouth, flooding it with more sperm that she could hold. She swallowed most of it with several strong, loud gulps and I saw her neck expand substantially as my semen traveled down Megumi's throat on its way to her stomach.

What wasn't swallowed covered her lips and the outside of her mouth, though she licked most of it off with her tongue. What she couldn't get with that, she scooped up with her hands and licked off of her fingers.

She looked at me with the most wantonly depraved expression I had ever seen, and said in a very low naughty voice: "Yummy."

For a while I said nothing, letting the eroticism of what she said sink in. Then I spoke up: "It seems I'm not cured yet Megumi."

She smiled slightly, "I don't think you want to be, and neither do I."

I nodded, "So you like the taste of my semen?"

She signed, "What's the point of letting it go to waste? Better my stomach than your bed sheets. Besides I love eating cum. You can't get that from a vibrator. I certainly hope your balls keep producing lots of hot cum for me to eat!"

I tried to shrug, "I'll do what I can. I know that certain foods would help me increase my sperm count."

She suddenly snapped her fingers in realization, "That's what I forgot! I brought my own lunch!" She bent over the edge of the bed, and pulled up a medium-sized box. She put the container next to me and opened it. "Recognize these foods, and more importantly their side-effects?"

I recognized them almost immediately: all of these foods increased the production of gas in the human body. And considering how much explosive gas Megumi produced on a regular basis anyway, these foods would be like putting gasoline to a flame.

"I used to avoid these foods as best as I could. They tended to cause enormous amounts of gas to build up in me, much more than usual, and result in severely overpowered farts. But this time I intend to cause as much gas to come out of my system as possible. It's time."

Then she removed her panties and planted her bare bubble-butt on top of my face, or more specifically my nose. Her pussy juices were seeping onto my bare skin. I couldn't see anything; only feel the heat and moisture coming off her.

"Say you want them." she said.

This was the big moment I had been waiting for. I felt like this was where I belonged: with my face planted against Megumi's ass, my nose pressed against her anus. It was so comfortable I could have fallen asleep right then and there. I was at peace, and I relaxed. It felt so right, Megumi's ass covering my entire face as if it was destined to be there. Her butt's tight ass muscles opened and closed slightly as my nose pressed incessantly against the firm flesh. I was ready for her to feed me her farts. I wanted to inhale every single one.

"Fart in my face....my future wife."

There was a pause, and then I heard her strain. Her stomach growled loudly, and I trembled in anticipation. Her ass opened, and a gigantic blast came out that went straight my nose and into my lungs. My body flailed somewhat in response to my arousal, my lungs greedily taking all of her gas in as if it was the ultimate nourishment. I cried out in delight, though the sound was muffled by her ass.

I thought to myself, "Yes! This is what I wanted! She's feeding me....Christ is she ever!"

Her farts seemed to replenish me, both psychically and mentally. I have never been so turned on in my life, my erection had returned harder than ever.

"I want it all Megumi! I need your farts...your gas belongs in my lungs!"

Another fart came out of her body.....a soft, long hiss of hot air. I drew it all in. I loved the scent of her fart....it was so potent and vibrant! With her gas she claimed me as hers. Her farts possessed me body and soul, and I was never so content to be in one place. I felt...complete, reborn, and reinvented. I just let her gas wash over me like the tide. I relaxed and feel into that odd mid-stage between being awake and asleep. I closed my eyes.

The farts kept coming, growing in intensity. Every blast was like the greatest song every written, a symphony of womanly music that I wanted to listen to forever. Her feminine scent overpowered my senses until I could neither smell nor want to smell anything else. I completely yielded to it as all of Megumi's most private substance flooded the air and remained there. What I drew into my lungs was replaced by more. I didn't even need to consciously breathe it in; my lungs seemed to draw it in instinctively now as if it was oxygen.

"You're so quiet." I barely heard Megumi's voice; I was in too much pleasure.

Then suddenly she readjusted her ass so that her asshole was now on top of my mouth, which promptly closed over her anus as if it was vacuum-sealed. I wanted Megumi to blast her farts down my throat, and that is exactly what she did. In my half-awake state I had to fight to keep my lips closed over it. For a while I just let her chain-farts go into me. Then I managed to temporarily break out of the spell Megumi's gas had me under, not that I had minded at all. Of course I was soon right back into my disoriented state.

"Please untie one of my arms."

I desperately needed to cum and she obliged. My hand immediately grabbed my erection and I started to jack off. Then I realized I had been receiving all the pleasure from her, and giving none back. So I did the only thing I could think of at the time. I drove my tongue deep into her butt, causing her to cry out. I don't think she had been rimmed before, or at least not very often. She rewarded me by really blasting out her sexy farts, and of course that gave me more incentive to work my tongue deeper. I could tell Megumi was really enjoying this treatment. For a while this went on. Finally she planted her pussy onto of my face and told me to eat her out.

I suddenly snapped out of my trance-like state and ate her out like a wild animal. Her cries and moans of lust caused my arousal to skyrocket. I don't believe I was even thinking when I drove my tongue up her pussy and went to work. All the while I was still jacking off. Suddenly she screamed and came explosively (letting loose a few farts at the same time, probably on purpose), dousing my face with her juices.

I promptly licked all of it off of my face, and then lapped the rest out of her pussy. Her orgasm sent me over the edge and I came a few seconds after she did. Later I saw that my sperm had struck parts of the wall, bedpost, and curtains. But of course I was to busy being exhausted to notice at the time. I just rapidly started to go to sleep, and Megumi collapsed in a exhausted heap beside me (though not before using what little strength she had left to untie me). And for the first time, Megumi and I slept in the same bed.