He held my legs up and told me to stop holding them in
I’m 20, live alone, work late helpdesk shifts..... A guy I’d been talking to came over after I got off. We were on the couch for a while before things moved to the bedroom.
I was on my back, legs over his shoulders, and he was going deep and slow. I was close and trying to stay quiet when the pressure built fast. I’d had a big dinner earlier and it caught up with me at the worst time.
A long, low, warm fart came out right while he was pushing in. I clenched and tried to stop it but another one followed, louder. My face went hot and I started to say sorry.
He didnt pull out. He pressed my thighs higher, leaned in close, and said, “Dont hold them annd let them out.”
I was embarrassed and dripping at the same time. I stopped trying to keep them in. A few more left me while he kept fucking me, each one making him thrust harder and breathe heavier against my neck. He told me the heat and the sound were driving him crazy.
I came with another one leaving me mid-orgasm. He followed right after, still holding my legs up and staying deep.
Afterward he stayed close for a minute, just breathing. Then he said he hadn’t expected that to turn him on so much.
I’ve been thinking about it all day. The way he told me not to hold them in keeps replaying in my head.
He messaged later asking if I wanted to do it again this weekend.
I still haven’t answered...