LUDOVICA LUXURY -SCENTED FARTS -hd
After a pretty heavy dinner full beans, lentils, chickpeas, the whole lineup that bloats you like a balloon, I throw myself on the bed to relax. But five minutes later my stomach starts rebelling. It swells up, tightens, makes weird noises, like there's a civil war of gas going on inside. Dull pain, pressure building everywhere, and I'm just lying there, hands on my belly that's about to burst.I can't keep it to myself: why not share this magical moment with you? I roll onto my side, lift my ass a bit, relax the muscles and... here comes the first long, deep, warm fart that vibrates against the sheets. I feel the air coming out slowly, thick, with that low, wet sound echoing in the room. The smell hits right after: heavy, sulfurous, fermented beans, sulfur and slow digestion. I breathe it in too, I like it, it turns me on knowing it's all mine, produced by my body after that filthy dinner.Another one comes, louder, more noisy: brrrrrrt, long and broken, vibrating so hard my cheeks shake. My belly deflates a little, but it's not enough. There's more. I get on all fours on the bed, spread my legs, push with my stomach and let out a barrage: quick dry farts, then a wet one that makes me jolt, almost a shart. The air comes in waves, hot against my skin, and the smell spreads everywhere, soaking into the sheets, the room, myself.Every time I let one rip I get a little shiver of relief mixed with perverse pleasure. My belly calms down slowly, but I keep going because I know you like hearing me like this: bloated, noisy, dirty, no filters.Want me to keep going? To lift my shirt, let you hear the next one up close? Or should I lie back down and tell you how the night continues, when the leftover gas decides to come out all at once in a final explosion?Tell me... I'm here, belly still warm and ready to give you more symphony.
