The Trip
by Ivuro

Adam had always been kind of an awkward guy, mostly keeping to himself unless he was around the small group of friends that he had since he was very young. Whenever unfamiliar people were around, he would mostly stay out of the conversations, happy to be left alone. Which is why he still wasn't sure why he had allowed his friend and room mate; Rick, to talk him into spending the next few weeks of Summer at his Uncle's lakeside cabin with a group that were mostly strangers to him. He was comfortable enough with Rick, he had known him most of his life. But also coming were Rick's girlfriend, Kate, whom Adam had only met on a few occasions. They didn't really know each other, but she seemed nice enough. Then there were Ian and Greg, two of Rick's friends from work. Adam found it difficult to get on with them as they had personalities that were very much the opposite of his own. Most of the time, it didn't look like they had a care in the world. This was the group he had agreed to live with for the next few weeks? What was he thinking?

It was the day of the trip and Adam had spent most of the night thinking about every possible situation he could be confronted with. As his alarm signaled the arrival of 7am, he decided that he was over thinking things. He would take things one at a time. As long as no big complications were thrown his way, he would be fine.

Still wiping the sleep from his eyes, Adam was about to head into the shower when Rick stopped him at the door.

"Listen" He said. "There's been a change of plans. Samantha's coming too."

Samantha was Rick's sister. Adam had grown up with them both. When they were younger, they would always play in the fields behind their homes. More often than not they would return home filthy, with Samantha no cleaner than the boys. Their mother often remarked that it didn't feel like they had a girl in the family at all. Adam saw her less frequently as they grew up and outgrew games like tag. In his teen years, he developed a crush on her. It was something he had never revealed to anyone. It must have been almost 5 years since he had moved away now, and he hadn't seen her since.

"Ok, what's the problem?" Adam replied.

"She doesn't have a car."

"6 twenty-somethings and only one car between us, that's just great. I guess you want me to ride in the trunk?"

"You'll have a hard time doing that with all of our stuff in there. No, she's going to need to sit on your lap."

"What!?"

"There's nowhere else for her to go and I don't trust Ian or Greg with her. I know you can behave yourself."

Adam didn't know what to say. He was awkward at the best of times, so for him this was a nightmare situation.

"Look." Rick continued. "I wouldn't ask if I could think of any other way, but you're going to be ok with this, right?"

Adam didn't see a way out it without just refusing to go at all. He reluctantly agreed and then proceeded to spend the rest of the morning worrying about it. Ian, Greg and Kate had all arrived by 9 in the morning. Samantha showed up a little later, with Adam greeting her at the door.

"Hey, long time no see." She said, giving him a smile that he hadn't even realized that he had missed.

"Uh, same to you." He said, fumbling his words.

She was even more beautiful than when they had last seen each other. Her brown hair still reached her shoulders, her hazel eyes were easy for him to lose himself in, and she was wearing a basic black short sleeved t-shirt. It was the simple things that Adam liked most.

"So..." She said. "Rick tells me you're ok with the seating arrangements?"

"Oh.... Yeah. Don't worry about it."

"Cool" She said. "Are we ready to go?"

"Yep" Said Rick, appearing at the door. "We're all set."

They all loaded up their luggage and got in the car. Kate sat up front, with Ian and Greg to Adam's side. Samantha, of course, sat on his lap, doing her best to make this as easy as she could. The situation wasn't helped by Greg cat calling as she sat down. Once they were settled, Rick plugged in his MP3 player and they set off.

The first hour of the trip was uneventful. Ian and Greg talked amongst themselves, while Kate slept and Rick was focused on driving. Adam kept quiet, desperately trying to keep his mind off the situation he was in. Samantha too was silent. This wasn't like her, but surely she was feeling just as awkward as he was right now.

Adam stared out of the window, watching as the town was traded for miles of green fields and then later, rows of tall tress lining up along the road. He was thinking about the shows he was going to miss when Sam leaned to the side slightly and a warm feeling spread across his lap. That couldn't be what he thought it was, could it? Sam hadn't just....?

Grrrggglle

A small gurgle came from Samantha's stomach, seemingly confirming his suspicions. It didn't appear as though anybody else had heard it, but now Adam's mind was on the one things he was trying the hardest to avoid.

"She just farted on me" Was all he could think.

While he couldn't see her face, the way Sam was shifting now indicated to him that she was now in significant bowel discomfort. He was about to say something, when he heard the slightest of hissing sounds closely followed by that same warm feeling. He immediately swallowed his words.

Adam couldn't help but be aroused. The combination of Sam's movement and her farting; a taboo he had never seen before, was too much for him. Despite his best efforts, his body was reacting. When she suddenly stopped moving, he was sure she could feel him brushing up against her thigh. A long moment passed with Adam terrified that Samantha would turn around and slap him. Another minute went by, then two. She didn't say anything. Adam forced himself to calm down, breathing a sigh of relief that if there was to be a consequence, at least now she'd probably save it for later, when they had some privacy.

But it turned out that her stillness meant something else.

PPPPHHRRRRRRRRRRRRBBBBBBBBBBBPPPTTTTTTT!!!

A loud roar blasted through Samantha's ass. Kate woke with a start and everybody except for Rick was staring at Sam.

"Quick, say something." His mind suggested.

"Uhhh..... Sorry." He said, suitably embarrassed. "I guess breakfast didn't agree with me."

There's wasn't much need for acting, just saying those words caused his face to glow red.

"Damn, that reeks!" Ian said.

"We're going to need some more air in here." Said Greg, winding down his window.

"Poor Sam, sitting at ground zero." Kate chimed in.

Samantha turned her head towards him slightly. "Don't worry about it" She said.

He didn't know if she was just playing along, or if that was referring to earlier. One things settled down, he resumed staring out the window, hoping that there wasn't much further to go.

He must have nodded off at some point as he woke to Rick announcing that they had arrived. Adam reached in his pocket and pulled out his phone to check the time. Only 4pm, plenty of daylight left.

They all retrieved their luggage and approached the cabin. It looked almost exactly as Adam had imagined. It was almost the perfect postcard image of a remote cabin getaway. To the left of the cabin was a small dirt path leading to the lake, gleaming with the light of the sun. Across the water, he could see other cabins, but they were far enough away that were given plenty of privacy.

Rick led them inside, the front door opening into a large living room. A small fireplace was in the wall, surrounded by a table, two chairs and a large sofa. The lights were on, which Adam was thankful for. That meant there was electricity. He had dreaded finding himself in the stone age upon arrival.

"It's been quite a while since we were last here." Sam said. "Hasn't changed at all."

"Not one bit." Rick agreed.

The all set their luggage on the floor.

"It would be a shame to waste what's left of the day, why don't we leave the unpacking for later?" Asked Kate.

"Yeah, let's go for a swim." Ian added.

"I suppose there's no rush." Rick said. "You coming Adam?"

"I think i'll sit this one out." Adam replied. "I'll put away my clothes."

"Exciting stuff." Said Greg.

"I think i'll put my things away too." Samantha said. "I'm kinda tired."

"Aright then. We'll see you two later." Rick said.

The four of them opened their packs to get their swimsuits and left them alone in the cabin. Adam quickly retreated to his room in an attempt to keep his distance from Samantha. He had only put a few of his clothes away when he heard her call from the other room.

"Adam, could you help me unpack?"

So much for being able to avoid her. Knowing he didn't have an excuse, he headed into her room.

The room was less cluttered than his. The only furnishing's were the two beds and a small mirror on the wall. Sam's suitcase was on the furthest bed, and it's owner was bent over while pulling things out of it. Adam's gaze wandered.

She turned as she heard him come in. She walked up to him and he braced himself for the worst.

"Sorry about today. I usually keep my gas to myself, but I hadn't planned on something quite like today. It was sweet of you to take the fall like that, it's just...."

PPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHRTTTTTTTTTT!

Sam interrupted herself by expelling another fart that slowly rose in pitch. It took only a moment for the smell to reach his nose. How could something so beautiful produce such a toxic, yet intoxicating smell? It was no wonder that the others had so easily believed it was him back in the car, he never would have thought that Samantha would be capable of something like this. His body once again reacted on instinct and Sam's gaze was drawn to the growing bulge in his pants.

"I knew I wasn't just imagining it! This turns you on doesn't it?"

He didn't know what to say. His body had betrayed his desires and she had called him out on it. As his mind blanked out, he found himself staring at Samantha's ass. She didn't fail to notice this either.

"Follow me" She said.

Samantha led him into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

"Let's see if Uncle Ron left us anything. Yes, here we go." She said, lifting out a carton of milk from the fridge door. She unscrewed the cap and gave the contents a smell. "And it's still within it's expiry date. Although, it might be even more effective if it wasn't. Oh well, bottoms up."

Not using a glass, Sam downed half the carton in one go. Adam watched as the large gulps traveled down her throat.

BBBBBBRRRRRRRRAAAPPPPPPP!!!

Sam let out a satisfied belch and wiped her mouth.

"There, give it a few minutes now and it'll begin to take effect, then it's hello windy valley. Milk is like gas juice to me. If you liked my other farts, then you're going to love this." She said playfully before switching to a more serious tone. "I am really going to be feeling this later, so you better appreciate it."

"I...Uh" Adam mumbled.

"Come here" She said, leading him back into the bedroom.

Samantha sat on the bed while Adam sat opposite her. An awkward silence followed for the next two minutes until it was broken by a loud gurgling noise coming from Sam's stomach.

"Here it comes" She said with a slightly pained voice.

She shifted her weight to one side and lifted up one of her butt cheeks.

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A long bassy blast blew out from Sam's rear. Adam's eyes grew wider with each second that the fart lasted. After 15 seconds, Sam was done and she settled back down, letting out a long sigh. She brought her attention back to Adam and tried to gauge his reaction.

"Sniff it." She said.

Adam was taken aback by such a forward turn in the conversation. "Uhhhhh...... What?" Was all he could say, thinking that he must have misheard.

"You're cute when you look surprised. Now, I want you to take that cuteness, stuff it in between these cheeks of mine and take a deep whiff." This sounded a lot more like an order now.

"But what if the others come back?" He asked.

"Are you serious?" She laughed. "They probably think that we're doing all the unpacking for them. They won't be back until it's dark. We have a few hours to ourselves."

He still didn't react, his brain was struggling to comprehend the situation he had somehow found himself in. His delay did not go unnoticed.

"Come on, you like me, right? That's no secret. So what are you waiting for? I doubt that this is the sort of opportunity you get every day. You may regret if you don't take it now. But then...." She paused as her belly gave a loud rumble. "You may regret it if you do it as well."

That snapped him out of it, he nodded his agreement and resigned himself to whatever was going to happen next. Sam shifted over on the bed to give Adam room to lie down. He lay on his side with his nose pressed up against her jean clad backside, the residual odour of her last outburst still present.

PPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRFFFFTTTTTTT!!

The first of the dairy infused farts rang through her jeans and assaulted Adam's sense of smell, overpowering it. He began to cough.

"I didn't think you'd be such a lightweight. We've barely even started. Here, let's get more comfortable." Sam said, unzipping her jeans and pulling them down to reveal her slightly greyed underwear. Adam noticed that her belly seemed more bloated than usual. "Now catch your breath".

Adam slowed his breathing and tried to recover. He had committed to this now, he wasn't going out in the first round.

"Good. Now you lie here..." She said, motioning to the foot of the bed and waiting for him to get into position.

"And i'll sit here!" Sam exclaimed, planting her backside on top of Adam's face and bringing her full weight down on him.

Adam had never quite realized how soft, round and inviting Samantha's butt was until he found his face pressed in between her cheeks, the thin fabric of her panties separating his skin from hers. It was difficult for him to form thoughts, his brain had half convinced itself that he was dreaming. But no dream could realistically replicate the stench that was about to come his way.

PPPPPPPPRRRFFTTT!!
PPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHRRRRTTTTTTTTTPPPTTTT!!

Sam blasted out a short but potent fart closely followed by a much long bout of gas. Adam inhaled it all, determined to enjoy every last breath of it. The smell once again threatened to overcome him, but this time he kept his composure and outlasted the worst of it.

"Did you have a burrito this morning?" He asked, his voice muffled.

"WOW! You can tell that? Yeah, I did. Tell me, was it as good for you as it was for me?" She replied.

"Better. Actually...."

PPFFTTT!!

Another fart escaped through her rear while he was mid sentence, causing him to swallow the stinky air.

PPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!

"Mmmmmm." She moaned. "That one sounded squishy."

He agreed. Along with the scent that was growing ever familiar, the last fart had caused a small damp patch to form on the back of her underwear.

"We might need to cut this short" He said.

"I think you might be right." She replied as she got off his face and started to pull her jeans back on. "So how did you like it?"

"That was incredible." He said, eager to signal his enthusiasm. "I mean, you were incredible."

"Nobody's ever complimented my farts before. I'm glad you liked them." She answered, leaning back over the bed and giving him a light kiss on the lips. "Oh wow, your face really stinks!"

"It stinks of you!" He said, smiling. "So uh... Are we like... Together now?"

"If you like." She replied. "I expect that we'll be doing this again at the very least. And who knows? Maybe more as well."

That sounded good to him.

As Samantha got up, Adam had one last question that he needed to ask.

"You won't tell anyone, will you?" He asked nervously.

"I promise I won't tell a soul. This will be our little secret."

She went to leave the room, but stopped in the door frame. She turned her head back to him with a grin plastered across her face.

"One more for luck!" She said, slapping her ass.

PPPPPPPRFFFFFTTTTTTTTT!!

"I think we're going to have a lot of fun this Summer. Now, where's the bathroom? I need to test out the plumbing in this place."