Name: Anonymous 2018-02-05 0:37
I was on the schoolbus when I was 14 or 15 and there was nowhere to sit but in the back of the bus. I then heard someone fart, followed by a lot of people in the back moving to the front despite no open seats. I remained seated. I saw who had farted. He was a bit of a bully, Tanner, and had longish dirty-blonde hair and was around 16 or 17. He saw me and sat next to me. He laughed and said, "You smell that? Peew, it stanks!" He stood up and waved his hand around his butt for emphasis.
And then he let out a fart next to my face. I tried to cover my nose but it didn't hide the smell. He kept laughing and putting his butt closer to my face until my nose was touching the seat of his shorts and he farted for a few seconds at a time, over and over. "Smell it and I'll stop," he said. I couldn't take much more of this farting any longer. He started to fart again, more long and rapid farts, and I breathed in every single one, even tasting it in my mouth a little. He must've heard me sniffing because he started laughing like crazy. He released me and sat down on the side of me, letting a fart slide every now and then.
This was both an amazing and a disgusting experience.
And then he let out a fart next to my face. I tried to cover my nose but it didn't hide the smell. He kept laughing and putting his butt closer to my face until my nose was touching the seat of his shorts and he farted for a few seconds at a time, over and over. "Smell it and I'll stop," he said. I couldn't take much more of this farting any longer. He started to fart again, more long and rapid farts, and I breathed in every single one, even tasting it in my mouth a little. He must've heard me sniffing because he started laughing like crazy. He released me and sat down on the side of me, letting a fart slide every now and then.
This was both an amazing and a disgusting experience.