faceseat4jeans
12-24-2009, 3:56 PM
I was riding the subway home recently and just minding my own business, leaning forward in my seated position while engrossed in reading a good book with my ear plugs in to block out the noise of cell phone conversations and the screeches of the train travel, when it happened. All of a sudden, through the partial sound barrier of my ear plugs I heard what sounded like a distant horn playing a long stretched out note, and a shitty aroma seemed to envelop me.
Looking up, I saw this sexy young black woman looking down over her shoulder at me with a superior smirk on her beautiful young face, and when I lowered my eyes I was confronted with her sweet ass showcased to perfection in a pair of skintight faded jeans inches from my face . There were three other young women standing around her and I realized they must all be college students from the black University downtown. They were laughing hysterically, and I suddenly realized why: she had just farted right in my face!
The train car wasn’t too crowded and there was no one standing near us, but I was filled with shame and felt my face turn red. I opened my mouth and moved my lips in silence as my mind raced to come up with something to say, but I felt at a loss for words and my shame deepened as I felt my cock grow along with my feelings of arousal at this degrading treatment.
My instinctive reaction was to sit up straight, taking my face away from its position almost touching her ass as she remained standing there, and I instantly regretted my action even as the other young women made joking comments at her like “I can’t believe you, girl” and “you are too much, Maxine!”
Looking up again, I felt panic as I saw her expression change to anger as she continued to look down at me disapprovingly. Noticing her eyes glance down at my crotch, her lips formed a sneer as she spoke in a voice low enough so that only I and her female friends could hear: “get your face back down there, whitey, you know you love it!”
My God, it was like she was reading my mind, and I dropped my eyes in embarrassment as I lowered myself back to my previous position with my face inches from her butt. I was mortified to hear Maxine explain to her friends that she had easily pegged me as an “ass freak” when she had first seen me, and while she went on to expound on how some honkys have a deep need to be used and degraded I felt my cock become rock hard and push out my pants crotch in a lewd display of my excitement as my degradation deepened.
We were the only passengers left in our end of the train car, and with her three friends standing around us no one else could really see what was going on. I knew I should get up and just walk away, but felt trapped by my fear of them mingled with my lust for this sexy and conceited young black goddess as I subserviently stayed where I was.
“With a sucker like this fool, I could really degrade his ass if we weren’t in a public place like this, but...hmmm, I do feel another one comin’, tho’- hey honky, lean in a little more. I want your nose tip touchin’ the center seam of my jeans ass” Maxine said first to her friends before talking down at me with her humiliating new command.
I only hesitated for a split second before bending forward a little more until the tip of my nose obediently made contact with the center crack of her ass through her jeans, and my mounting lust overrode the shame I felt as her friends broke out into new rounds of laughter. I heard Maxine trying to control her own giggles as she instructed me to empty the air from my lungs and wait to take a deep breath until I hear the snap of her fingers, and I obeyed with both mounting desire and trepidation.
Suddenly BRAAAPPP! it was as if her ass exploded as Maxine cut loose with a powerful and smelly fart right in my face, and when I heard the snap of her fingers my oxygen-starved nose opened like a vacuum to suck all her smelly anal aroma deep into my lungs. The smell was so powerful and putrid that my eyes began to water and my nostrils tingled, as her female friends were practically falling down from laughing so hard.
After what seemed like an eternity Maxine put her hands on her hips and bucked her hips back, bouncing my face off her beautiful bottom and throwing me back in my seat. I sat there stunned and dazed with desire as she described to her three friends exactly what was going on in my head, how the public humiliation that a normal man would never put up with had just fed my desire so deeply that I was now putty in her hands.
“Watch” Maxine instructed her female friends as she turned to me and asked me how much the precious gift of being allowed to smell her farts -TWICE!- was worth to me. My mind was still in a daze as I fished for my wallet while stammering “p...pr...priceless!” but I thrilled as I saw her beautiful smile appear. Her expression quickly became angry though as she declared “damn right, asshole! I don’t want your money though, only your obedience. This is our stop coming up, but I don’t ever want to see your sorry white ass on this train again, you got that? And give me your number in case I ever feel like feedin’ my foul farts to a sorry excuse for a man like you again, you got that?” I nodded my head furiously as I scribbled my phone number on a piece of paper and handed it to her as they left the train.
I had to buy a cheap used car to avoid using the subway anymore, and it’s been months since the encounter, but every time my phone rings I pop an instant erection with the hope that I may again experience the smelly subjugation that has become the fuel of my frequent masturbatory forays as I recall it every night. That is the only hope I now live for.
Looking up, I saw this sexy young black woman looking down over her shoulder at me with a superior smirk on her beautiful young face, and when I lowered my eyes I was confronted with her sweet ass showcased to perfection in a pair of skintight faded jeans inches from my face . There were three other young women standing around her and I realized they must all be college students from the black University downtown. They were laughing hysterically, and I suddenly realized why: she had just farted right in my face!
The train car wasn’t too crowded and there was no one standing near us, but I was filled with shame and felt my face turn red. I opened my mouth and moved my lips in silence as my mind raced to come up with something to say, but I felt at a loss for words and my shame deepened as I felt my cock grow along with my feelings of arousal at this degrading treatment.
My instinctive reaction was to sit up straight, taking my face away from its position almost touching her ass as she remained standing there, and I instantly regretted my action even as the other young women made joking comments at her like “I can’t believe you, girl” and “you are too much, Maxine!”
Looking up again, I felt panic as I saw her expression change to anger as she continued to look down at me disapprovingly. Noticing her eyes glance down at my crotch, her lips formed a sneer as she spoke in a voice low enough so that only I and her female friends could hear: “get your face back down there, whitey, you know you love it!”
My God, it was like she was reading my mind, and I dropped my eyes in embarrassment as I lowered myself back to my previous position with my face inches from her butt. I was mortified to hear Maxine explain to her friends that she had easily pegged me as an “ass freak” when she had first seen me, and while she went on to expound on how some honkys have a deep need to be used and degraded I felt my cock become rock hard and push out my pants crotch in a lewd display of my excitement as my degradation deepened.
We were the only passengers left in our end of the train car, and with her three friends standing around us no one else could really see what was going on. I knew I should get up and just walk away, but felt trapped by my fear of them mingled with my lust for this sexy and conceited young black goddess as I subserviently stayed where I was.
“With a sucker like this fool, I could really degrade his ass if we weren’t in a public place like this, but...hmmm, I do feel another one comin’, tho’- hey honky, lean in a little more. I want your nose tip touchin’ the center seam of my jeans ass” Maxine said first to her friends before talking down at me with her humiliating new command.
I only hesitated for a split second before bending forward a little more until the tip of my nose obediently made contact with the center crack of her ass through her jeans, and my mounting lust overrode the shame I felt as her friends broke out into new rounds of laughter. I heard Maxine trying to control her own giggles as she instructed me to empty the air from my lungs and wait to take a deep breath until I hear the snap of her fingers, and I obeyed with both mounting desire and trepidation.
Suddenly BRAAAPPP! it was as if her ass exploded as Maxine cut loose with a powerful and smelly fart right in my face, and when I heard the snap of her fingers my oxygen-starved nose opened like a vacuum to suck all her smelly anal aroma deep into my lungs. The smell was so powerful and putrid that my eyes began to water and my nostrils tingled, as her female friends were practically falling down from laughing so hard.
After what seemed like an eternity Maxine put her hands on her hips and bucked her hips back, bouncing my face off her beautiful bottom and throwing me back in my seat. I sat there stunned and dazed with desire as she described to her three friends exactly what was going on in my head, how the public humiliation that a normal man would never put up with had just fed my desire so deeply that I was now putty in her hands.
“Watch” Maxine instructed her female friends as she turned to me and asked me how much the precious gift of being allowed to smell her farts -TWICE!- was worth to me. My mind was still in a daze as I fished for my wallet while stammering “p...pr...priceless!” but I thrilled as I saw her beautiful smile appear. Her expression quickly became angry though as she declared “damn right, asshole! I don’t want your money though, only your obedience. This is our stop coming up, but I don’t ever want to see your sorry white ass on this train again, you got that? And give me your number in case I ever feel like feedin’ my foul farts to a sorry excuse for a man like you again, you got that?” I nodded my head furiously as I scribbled my phone number on a piece of paper and handed it to her as they left the train.
I had to buy a cheap used car to avoid using the subway anymore, and it’s been months since the encounter, but every time my phone rings I pop an instant erection with the hope that I may again experience the smelly subjugation that has become the fuel of my frequent masturbatory forays as I recall it every night. That is the only hope I now live for.