Guest of Honor
by S-Lore

PART 1

I watched my parent's drive away, their shiny Pontiac reflecting in the setting light of the sun. Then turning to the table I looked at the two twenty dollar bills sitting on it. I was a 19 year old kid. I had just finished my senior year and was taking a year break before college. I had a pretty good relationship with my parents, but they were leaving to go out of town for a couple days. Leaving me and my sister home alone.

My sister, Mary, was 16. A couple years younger, but not any less interesting. I know it's a little weird, but she was very attractive to me. I would never try anything, but her slim tall frame, nice plump butt, and semi-large breasts were pretty much impossible not to stare at. She also had beautiful blonde hair that she kept in two nerdy pigtails.

It was especially hard for me whenever my sister had her friends over. She had four staple friends that she liked to have over in rotating orders, the real trouble was when they all came over.

Her first friend was a short nerdy girl with a huge butt. Her name was Francine, she had brown hair and wore fat rimmed glasses. The second was a tall dark skinned beauty. Her name was Sharena, and her body was nice and tight. Save from her large protruding behind, that only a body of that magnitude could pull off. Her third friend was one who didn't come over as much. She was truly an anomaly, her name was Raven. Probably a name by her, but it's what they called her. She was very pale and had green hair. She had colored it the same since she was twelve. She covered up in loose clothes, but during a pool party I had seen how thick she was. Easily had the nicest butt next to Sharena. The fourth friend, Charlotte, was the outlier. Yes she was hot, yes she was their age, her style was just much more...conservative. Wearing long sun dresses in the heat and thick warm clothes in the winter, I had never seen her in anything other than these or baggy nerdy overalls. Her blonde hair was cut short and curled around her ears and she stood a couple inches taller than me.

They were all gorgeous and I had just remembered. My sister was having them all over tonight. I remembered only when I saw Mary, wearing a pair of black leggings, stroll into the main room. Phone in one hand and a bag of chips in the other.

"What are you doing?" I asked her raising my eyebrows.

"All my friends are spending the night tonight, and I swear I'll kill you if you bother us." Mary crossed her arms sternly making me back off.

"Okay geez, I won't bother you." I said to satisfy her, but I secretly knew better. I guess I wasn't lying, I wasn't going to bother them. Just maybe find a nice spot to hide and sneak a few peaks. After all, mom and dad were gone. Why couldn't I have some fun?

^^^

This was probably one of the best setups I have ever conceived. We have a pretty old house which means we have a very peculiar thing connected my room and my sister's. A small tunnel used by servants or children, I'm not really sure which, could have been as simple as a laundry chute. Anyway, my sister never really bothered with it, due to her fear of spiders and whatever else. Me, being a curious teenage kid, had fully explored it, cleaned it, and even widened it out in some portions to use as a nifty hiding place.

My proudest spot being right where my sister's room is. I had hollowed it out enough to make myself a small sitting area, using the small trapdoor on her wall as a way to spy on them. I had watched my sister change, seen countless slumber parties, and other sultry secrets that I had kept locked in the spank bank for years. But I had never had an opportunity like this. All her friends were coming, this I couldn't pass up.

As I settled in my hallow, barely cracking the trapdoor the guests came in. First it was Sharena. She was wearing a tight ass pair of denim booty shorts showing of her glistening caramel legs. Next Raven entered, she was wearing a pair of dark purple leggings under a long knee length shirt. I could still definitely see the full protrusion of her ass under her shirt. I licked my lips hoping I'd get to see it in more detail later.

Next was Francine. She marched in loud and proud. Her glasses resting on her red out of breath face. Her hair was frizzy but more importantly her butt was squeezed into royal blue cheerleader shorts. I drooled at her cheeks bouncing up and down along with the rest of her body. Finally my sister and Charlotte entered, shutting the door behind them. Mary was still wearing the black leggings, Charlotte wearing a long sun dress.

I widened my eyes in excitement as they all got comfortable and started talking. Opening sodas and filling themselves with junk food, a pizza on the way. The night went smoothly the first hour. Mary got up starting a small dance party. Giving me an excellent show of wiggling butts and twisting sweaty bodies.

My dick jutted out painfully against my shorts. Yearning to be touched. I reached in and began softly massaging as I watched. Everything would have been fine, until Sharena's leg got mixed up between Francine's. Immediately the two got twisted up and Francine tumbled rapidly towards the wall. Exactly where I was.

I gasped as her large sweaty rear slammed into the trapdoor swinging it backwards. My body was quickly smothered by her ass leaving nothing but my arms and legs sticking out awkwardly behind her. I heard the girls gasp as they all saw me. My hand still very unfortunately in my pants, holding my throbbing member.

In a matter of seconds I found myself getting yanked out by all of them, then thrown to the floor. I cried out as Francine and Raven jumped on top of me. Mary squatted until our faces were even. Her eyes were ablaze with rage. Unable to turn my head I heard as Sharena and Charlotte moved a heavy wardrobe directly in front of the trapdoor. Locking me in.

"What is wrong with you?!" I winced as Mary's voice spiked into a shrill shriek of rage.

"N-nothing I w-was-"

"Jacking off to his sister's slumber party." Sharena crossed her arms judgmentally.

"N-no-" I tried to speak again but Raven's hand wrapped around my mouth.

"Shut up, that's exactly what you were doing, loser." Mary scoffed shaking her head. "Well, guess I've got to tell mom now."

"Mmmm! MMMmm mmmm!" I shook my head screaming into Raven's hand.

"Oh, you don't want me to tell mom?" Mary raised her eyebrow.

"Mm mmm!" I shook my head again pleading for mercy.

"Well then, why shouldn't I?" Mary asked again.

"Because," Everyone was surprised when Charlotte spoke, "Now, we have leverage." She started sounding a bit unsure, but grew more confident as she continued.

"Leverage?" Francine asked adjusting to a more comfortable position on my back.

"Yes, as in...blackmail." She nodded remembering the correct word.

"Blackmail, eh?" Raven looked down at my helpless face, her hand wrapped tightly around my lips.

"We could make him do whatever." Charlotte grinned a little mischievously, I had never seen her like this.

"Or better yet, punish him better than Mom would." Mary rubbed her chin, "What do you say. You do what we say for the rest of the night and I won't tell mom?" I nodded eagerly. "Fine. Release him girls." Mary grinned as Francine and Raven got off.

"Okay..." I spoke as I regained my breath. "What do you want me to do?" I was met by a room of evil grins, my heart shaking in terror.

"Hang on." Mary stood up and got into a huddle with the rest of them. I sat patiently waiting for them to return. The huddle giggled as new ideas were introduced and they all happily conversed thinking of ways to punish and humiliate me. Finally they turned back around and Mary stepped forward.

"You shall be our guest of honor. And you get to play a few games with us. The first being one we like to call, Spin the bottle."

"What?! No! I'm not kissing any of you." I scrunched up my face but Mary quickly interjected.

"Don't worry we don't either. I didn't say anything about kissing. Just sit down in a circle and do what we say, got it?"

I stared at them angrily but then realized I was in no place to make demands. Sighing I sat down as the rest of the girls sat around me. Mary pulled out a board, laying a bottle in the center.

"Alright, so here are the rules. The first rule, You are the only one who is going to spin." I stared at Mary's finger in shock. It was pointed directly at me.

"What, why?" I was really confused, but the girl's angry glares made me go quiet.

"As I was saying...You are the only one who's going to spin. And when the bottle lands on one of us, I guess you'll see." Mary chuckled as the rest of the girls laughed.

"Fine..." I grumbled reaching for the bottle. I gave it a hardy spin watching as it slowed down to a stop. Landing on none other than my sister.

"Oh yay!" Mary exclaimed filling me with dread.

"What, what does it mean??"

"Can we gag him?" Raven asked as everyone stood up and got closer to me. I instinctively backed away.

"Yes, use some dirty socks or something."

I screamed but it was over in less than a minute. Raven shoved stinky socks deep into my mouth as the rest of the girls restrained me. Watching in horror my sister sat on my chest facing me. Her hand slowly stroked my face until her fingers clamped over my nostrils. I tried to scream but their combined strength was impossible to counter. I gagged, struggled, and panicked for nearly a minute while my sister smothered me.

Finally after I had had enough she let go. I breathed in but after a couple seconds her hand returned. She tortured me this way for about ten minutes. Finally letting me go. They allowed me a couple minutes recovery, but I had to spin the bottle once again.

"Please, I've learned my lesson. Stop." I pleaded as I dragged myself back to the circle.

"Ohhh no, we've got you the whole night." Mary giggled.

I groaned spinning the bottle again. This time it landed on Francine. I backed away as they approached me.

"Please, I'll do it again just don't put the socks in my mouth." I cried as they started to hold me down.

"Mmm..." Francine rubbed her chin thoughtfully. "Alright girls I know what mine should be. Tie him up."

What her what should be? I was really confused. Were they not all going to do what Mary did. Did they all have their own unique methods of torture.

Mary and Sharena restrained me until I was nothing but a defenseless worm on the ground. Francine then placed a chair over my chest and took a seat.

"If there's one thing my brother hates, it's stinky feet." Mary said to everyone making them giggle. "Well that and one other thing, but I'll save that for later." I looked at Mary angrily, but also extremely scared.

"Mary, please don't tell them about that." As I started to beg Francine took me by surprise, her long sweaty foot sliding into my mouth. I gagged loudly but she shoved it further until her toes were wiggling against the very back of my tongue. tears streamed down my face, but she somehow made it worse by resting her free foot against my nostrils.

"Sniff my stinky feet, loser." Francine ordered me making me tremble. Her foot tasted awful, and smelled somehow worse. The girls took pictures and laughed at me as I chocked on the disgusting foot.

Francine took a bit longer than my sister. Eventually they ignored me letting Francine torture me how she wanted. I screamed and coughed as her feet took turns in my mouth. My tongue under constant attack and my face being plastered by sweat and saliva.

Finally her feet were removed and I was untied. I shook on the ground for awhile but they demanded I return to the circle.

"Alright for your sake, this will be your last bottle spin. Then we can play the next game." Mary gave me a little hope as I spun once more. This time the bottle came to a stop pointed at Charlotte.

"Oh dear..." She mumbled. "I don't know what I'm going to do yet."

"Think of something." Raven looked impatient.

"Uhh, Mary what should I do? You know him better than I do." Mary looked at me. A long grin spreading on her face.

"No. Mary, don't you dare." I shook my head begging her not to reveal my secret disgust. The possibility of that torture haunted me.

"What's he so scared of?" Sharena was very curious.

"He's terrified-" Mary started but I cut her off.

"Mary please!" She stared at me, my fate resting in her hands.

"For now, just smother him with your feet." She stood up to tie me down again, but I was relieved. Sure this would suck, but it would have been much worse.

Francine had been much worse. Charlotte's feet were larger, but she at least only rested them on my face. She was definitely the nice one. I struggled smelling her feet, but it ended eventually.

But now it was time for the next game.

Truth or Dare. This game scared me. Always truth, I had to always pick truth. If I picked truth they couldn't force me to do horrible things, and if I could always lie.

" If you lie I'll know. You know I know your secrets." Mary sat in front of me a stern look on her face. Shit, she was right. "If you lie we'll just punish you much worse than a dare, so I'd advise against it."

"Okay...fine." I agreed hanging my head. For this game they tied me up to her bed, my legs spread nice and wide. I felt very exposed and scared. They all sat on the bed around me, my sister's ass directly above my head, her legs straddling my head.

"Alright bro, first one. Ready?" I gulped loudly.

"Y-yeah."

"Truth or dare?"

"Truth." I answered a little quickly. Making them laugh.

"Someone really doesn't want a dare." Raven stared at me threateningly.

"He'll get a dare eventually." Sharena nodded her head sure of herself.

"Alright brother, truth it is. What were you doing in your hideout while you perved on us?"

My face went red as all their eyes stared at my face. Analyzing it for any break or drop of sweat. Gulping I stammered out.

"I-I was...I was watching you guys dance."

"What else?" Francine asked knowing how hard I was avoiding the real answer.

"A-and...I was also..."

"Answer it, or you'll have to be take a dare next." Mary crossed her arms looking down at me.

"....jerking....off." I whispered my face the color of cherries.

"What was that?" Mary raised a hand to her ear.

"Jerking off." I said louder, sighing as I did so.

"Disgusting!" They all shouted making scrunched up faces.

I shrank back with embarrassment but being tied up I was forced to stay right where they wanted me. Humiliated. Luckily I could take this time to recover. Now all of them had to take their turns.

"Alright, Truth or dare?" Sharena now looked at me asking the question.

"What, I just went." I tried to reason with them, I had somehow forgot this was my punishment.

"Yeah, you're the guest of honor. You get to always have a turn. Isn't it wonderful?" Mary grabbed my head shaking it.

"Fine! Truth." I sighed angrily. I had no idea how long I could keep this up. I had no idea it was going to happen this quickly. Apparently Sharena had been ready with a checkmate to snap me out of this truth streak.

"What's the thing you're so scared of that you won't let Mary tell us?" My heart froze. The rest of the girls screamed in delight, Mary clapping loudly.

"Amazing question Sharena!"

"No! Horrible question." I struggled against the bonds but they watched in glee as I was unable to free myself.

"Come on bro, answer it or I'll keep you here as they spend the rest of the night doing it to you." She smirked my face turning white.

"Okay! I'm...I...I hate, HATE....fffffff......" I struggled to even say the word.

"Farts." Mary finished the statement cockily.

"Ah! Why'd you say it!' I cried out as everyone burst out laughing.

"What?! Why?" Francine giggled, "I mean I don't like them either but I'm not like terrified of them."

"It stretches back pretty far." Mary started.

"No, don't tell the-MMMPPH!!!" Mary suddenly lifted up and scooted forward. resting her sweaty legging clad ass on my face. My nose buried deep in her butt crack. I sniffed trying to get air, unfortunately getting a nostril full of her stinky rich scented butt.

"So anyway, as a joke I used to fart on all his stuff in his room. Like his pillows and blankets and clothes. It got so bad he would get sick from smelling the food that my farts usually smelled like. It was pretty great. I've never farted on his face before, but maybe tonight can be the night, who knows.

"MMMMMMMPHHH!!!" I screamed bloody murder but no one cared to help me.

"So that's basically why he hates them so much."

"Well, that certainly gives me some ideas." Francine and Raven grinned to themselves as they muttered in unison.

"Uh oh, I feel a really fat one coming." Mary suddenly blurted out. I screamed even louder thrashing for freedom. The girls screamed gleefully at my unreasonable terror. Mary grunted loudly but then started laughing.

"Just kidding bro, geez grow some balls." Lifting herself off I gasped for fresh air. The smell of her butt permeating the inside of my nose.

"Please, never do that again." I gasped out.

"No promises." Mary shrugged.

"Truth or dare." Raven suddenly said, her hand wrapping around my testicles. I cried out in pain as she squeezed them.

"T-truth!"

"Tch, boring." Raven scowled then squeezed again.

"TRUTH!" I cried again but was met with another squeeze.

"FINE D-DARE!" Finally her intense grip was released and I was left convulsing in pain. None of the girls were complaining though. It seemed like no one was on my side here.

"Ooo, our first dare." Mary cooed.

"I dare you..." Raven ran her fingers through her hair thoughtfully. "To spend the entire time we eat pizza as your sister's butt cushion."

Before I could protest Mary's hands clamped my mouth shut.

"In what way? Like all fours on his back or what?"

"Ha!" Raven let out a short snort of laughter, "No, nose to ass. Full on facesit."

"Pizza makes me gassy, so I couldn't think of a better dare." Mary looked down at me. I shook my head and moaned. Please, they couldn't be this merciful.

^^^

It was bad. Using my body like a table they had two searing hot pizza boxes resting wide open on my chest and crotch. The girls all sat around on the bed, my sister, unfortunately, directly on my face. They had gagged me with socks again and Mary had pinned my head with her feet. Now they all talked about boys and other high school shit while I sniff my sister's ticking time bomb of an ass.

Please god don't make her fart. I listened as they slurped on drinks and chewed on the cheesy slices loudly. In my stomach a slow pit of fear began to grow. The longer I stayed as my sister's butt cushion the riskier it got. Eventually it happened.

Brrrrrrrppp...

My eyes widened as a long soft vibrating fart rumbled through my nostrils. Screaming I tried to escape but the girls had tied me way too tight.

It smelled just how I remembered. The stench haunted me. Flavored like rancid cheese and sour marinara her retched fart stung my nose and brought tears to my eyes. My stomach flipped as waves of sickness powered over me. However, the group continued to laugh and eat. Just now finishing the first pizza.

Sppprrttt!!

I gagged again taking a full blast from her black leggings. Mary only wiggled her hips shoving my nose deeper into her ass crack. I moaned and shuddered as I took fart after fart. Nearly ten farts later the pizza was done and Mary got off my face.

The girls laughed hysterically at the condition I was in. I continued dry heaving, the tips of sweaty socks sticking out of my mouth. I looked a bit green and my eyes were glazed over.

"Mmm, smell good bro?" Mary stepped towards me making me wince.

"I've got another good idea for a game!" Francine stepped forward the last slice of pizza in her hand.

"What is it?" Mary cocked her head curiously.

"Why don't we blindfold him and make him smell all our farts. If he can guess who's farting he wins! And the person who had the stinkiest farts wins the last slice of pizza." Her words echoed in my ears. I almost didn't believe her, I was still much too out of it to thrash around but my stomach began to send alarms into my brain that there was much more to come.

My eyes were covered before I knew it and a giant hot mass was pressed against my nose. Fuck someone else was sitting on me. I don't think I'm going to survive this.

GrrrrrrrrrPPPPp

My body shook as the thundering blast splurted into my nostrils. The scent slapped my head into a frenzy and filled my throat with the powerful stench of wings and pizza. This one was much more rich in pepperoni than my sister's. So it was definitely someone who preferred pepperoni on her slices.

BrrrPPPPP!

Before I could recover a second one attacked me mercilessly. The girls laughed as all my senses were focused onto the single point within my nose. I gagged violently from the smell but the ass was soon replaced with a new one. Struggling again I tried to plead or anything.

ssssssss......RRPPPPPPPP!!!

This long searing hot fart made me see stars. Tears soaked into the blindfold as I had to take in the full intensity of the garlicky smelling blast. Screaming for freedom the ass hopped up and down clapping my face between the cheeks.

As that one lifted up I felt another take its place. This time a much larger butt sank into my face. i felt fully smothered as the soft fabric swallowed my face whole. However, one sniff later revealed this to be one of the stinkiest butts I had sniffed thus far. I whimpered imagining a fart from this one, but I didn't have to imagine for much longer.

BBBBBBBRrrrrrrAAAAPPPTTTT!!!

My eyes rolled back as the ten second blast pumped itself deeper and deeper into my body. The gross thick cloud of gas was swallowed by my nostrils and filled my stomach with the intense scent and taste of old parking lot pizza. Just as my head cleared I heard the sitter grunt.

BrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPT

My body collapsed in on itself as a fart as powerful, if not stronger, ravished through my body. I shook and quivered as all my nerves and sensory glands repelled the advances of this blast of gas.

Brrrpppt!

Just as a final farewell she then let out a small blast. Giving me a little dessert before a new sitter took her place.

This butt sat slowly and gracefully. It felt soft and a lot like a dress. Oh this one was easy. Clearly Charlotte had taken a reluctant seat on my face. Just then I felt her reach back and pull her dress up. Eventually my face was now resting deep in the thong strap of a large sweaty ass. Was Charlotte wearing a thong?!

BrrrrPPPppp.....Ssssrrrr.......

With two quiet grunts I took the stinky attack from this new ass. Nothing in comparison to the last but I still screamed and moaned in pain. This was my worst nightmare. Who knew how long they'd use me as their personal fart sniffer.