Pietra: Farting On My Simp Boyfriend Helps Me Relax (3-Part Series)
Pietra, the statuesque beauty, strolled into her home after a long day. Her belly was filled with more than just food - it was brimming with unrelenting tension. As she sauntered towards the couch, her eyes fell upon her boyfriend, a man who was more than willing to help her alleviate some of that discomfort.
Without a word, Pietra sat down on him, her ample rear end pressing firmly against his face. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath as she felt the pressure build up inside her. And then, with a resounding "PFFFFT," she released a torrent of putrid gas directly into his face.
Her boyfriend, accustomed to his role as her personal gas-sniffing-assistant, didn't flinch. He opened his mouth wide, eager to inhale every last bit of his mistress's farts. Pietra watched him with a mixture of disdain and amusement as he struggled to please her.
"Pathetic," she thought to herself as she shifted positions, laying down on her side. With one fluid motion, she shoved his face up against her ass cheek and let out another loud fart. The smell was overwhelming, but he didn't budge.
Pietra took this as a sign of his devotion and continued to use him as her personal fart target. She laid down on her stomach, propelling her ass up into the air, inviting him to take in the full brunt of her farts. With each passing moment, she could feel the tension draining from her body as he eagerly accepted her offer.
As the final traces of gas escaped her system, Pietra let out a contented sigh. She glanced back at her boyfriend, still lying on the floor with a euphoric grin on his face. Despite his willingness to please her, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of pity for him - after all, he was just a simp who would do anything to be close to his giantess mistress.