On Labor Day weekend, my family was hosting their annual family get-together. It was the only time of the year where both sides of my family came together to celebrate the end of yet another summer and the beginning of yet another school year. I mostly went out, said hi to everyone, got some food, then retreated back into the safety of my room where no social interaction had to take place. Sure, it was nice to listen to my Uncle John talk about his crazy adventures of his drunken youth, or to catch up with relatives I hadn’t seen for a while, but I just couldn’t be bothered. The Labor Day parties just weren’t the same since Rylin and I grew up.

Rylin was my second cousin, daughter to my first, Kristen, and she was the only relative I had who was close to my age, being only two years younger. Back when we were kids, we would always play hide-and-seek and freeze tag, and one time I gave her one of my airsoft guns and she shot me with it and I cried. Things like that were what made me excited for the party, but since I graduated high school and she was halfway through high school, we weren’t kids anymore so we didn’t interact all that much. On this particular Labor Day party, however, Rylin and I had a very awkward interaction.

As I got older, I realized how attracted I am to Rylin. It was pure lust and I thought about it all the time. That, combined with my fetish of sniffing assholes and having farts blasted in my face, made me think of some pretty outlandish fantasies. I was thinking about one of those fantasies when Rylin walked in on me.

When everyone began showing up, I went out and gave hugs and handshakes and said hello while I waited for the last car to show up, which was Rylin’s. When they arrived, her and Kristen got out of the car. Rylin was wearing a pair of black leggings with a tye-dyed shirt, with her long brownish-blonde hair in a single ponytail. I waved to her and she smiled and waved back. I waved to Kristen as well, who was getting food she had brought out of the backseat, and I went back inside. I couldn’t stop thinking about Rylin and how soft her lips looked when she gave me that smile, and how good they would feel wrapped around my cock. That thought got me going. I closed the door, lay down on my bed, and pulled down my shorts, and started to jerk myself off to the thought of Rylin. I got on my phone and found a YouTube video of a girl in blue leggings letting farts rip, and I let the audio play aloud, but just loud enough for me to hear. The sensation of my hand stroking up and down and the sounds of farts, along with the fantasy of Rylin’s ass, led me to a euphoric orgasm.

As I started to cum, though, Rylin barged into my room without knocking. “Hey! Whatcha doin-” the words evaporated from her mouth and her eyes grew to the size of ping-pong balls at the scene that lay in front of her: me, pants down, cock in hand, with cum covering my legs and stomach, and the sounds of farts filling the air.

I was just as petrified as Rylin was. So much so, that I didn’t realize that my shorts were still down and my quickly softening cock was out in the open.

“I-I’m sorry for interrupting,” Rylin whispered as she quickly left the room, shutting the door behind her.

After a couple minutes, the room now quiet since the video ended, I cleaned myself up and pulled up my shorts.

I didn’t leave my room for the rest of the day.

At the start of December, I was already dreading the idea of Christmas Eve, where I spend time with everyone on my dad’s side of the family - this includes Rylin and her family. Since the incident, the amount of time I spent masturbating had ceased almost entirely. Each time I tried I was overswept with an immense feeling of embarrassment and shame. The days until December 24th slowly dragged by.

When Christmas Eve arrived and it was time to go to the party, I was on the verge of an anxiety attack. It seemed like Rylin didn’t tell anyone about it because no one had mentioned anything about it to me, but that fear was still very much there.
We got to the party, said our greetings, and I made sure to sit in the farthest corner of my Aunt Amy’s house. I sat next to a small Christmas tree that was decorated in red and gold balls that you see everywhere at the stories, and it had a vein of yellow lights circling around its branches. There was a wide selection of food to eat, but I couldn’t bring myself to any of it.

The moment finally came when Kristen and Rylin arrived. Vicki, Kristen’s sister, who was already there, came over and gave them both a great hug. As Rylin and Vicki embraced, Rylin and I made eye contact for a second and I felt my heart skip a beat. Not at the eye contact, but of the smirk Rylin had on her face afterwards. Rylin’s outfit was similar to the one she wore at the party earlier in the year, but this time she wore a fitting red hoodie instead of a shirt.

After the hug, Rylin went back outside and came back in with a small present wrapped in red foil in her hands. She went over to Kristen, said something that was inaudible to me over the droning of people talking, and she went over to a staircase that led down to the basement. Usually, the basement was used as a playroom for my cousin Rachel’s three kids, but she was on vacation with her boyfriend so she wasn’t in attendance this year.

Rylin went down into the basement, but she didn’t come back up. I was starting to panic internally at the thought of what she might be doing down there, Maybe she going to call everyone down and tell my family that she caught me jerking off? Maybe was going to reveal to me that she got footage of the incident and was going to threaten putting it online? Both scenarios seemed super unrealistic, but they were both more realistic than what actually happened.

After about ten minutes of waiting for Rylin to come out of the basement, Kristen came over to me, giggling, with her fourth or fifth glass of wine in her hand. “Rylin has a surprise for you in the basement. She’s been talking about it since September.”
“Oh yeah? What’s the surprise?” I was trying hard not to let my voice show it, but I was freaking out inside.

Kristen shrugged and let out another burst of giggles. “She never told me, but I’m guessing it’s a good one.” After that, my Uncle Kevin called Kristen over and she started to walk away, but not before looking back and giving me a wink and the same smirk Rylin had given me earlier.

I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, pondering what the hell that wink meant, before standing up and making my way to the basement.

I cautiously walked down the staircase that led to a single wooden door. The air smelled of a cinnamon candle that I assumed was burning on the other side of the door. I turned the knob and pushed the door open, expecting to see Rylin, but was met with darkness, save for a small Christmas tree in the corner, similar to the one upstairs. This one, though, had red lights instead of yellow. I stepped in and closed the door behind me, cutting off the sound from upstairs. “Rylin?” I asked.
“Are you ready for your surprise?” she responded, sounding sweet and innocent and giggly.

“I guess so,” I said. My heartbeat started to increase.

“Well, be ready to turn on the light when I say so.” I heard a giggle and the crinkling of paper.

I searched the wall for a lightswitch and eventually felt it protruding from the wall. The room was silent until I heard Rylin say, “Ready!” I flipped the switch and light engulfed the room. What I saw was something straight out of one of my fantasies.

Rylin was lying in the center of the room, her ass in the air. The ass of her leggings were cut out, but her ass was covered in the same red foil from the present she had brought in with her. To top off the foil was a green bow sat on top.

“Come on and open your present,” Rylin said in a seductive tone. I approached her and got down on my knees directly behind her ass. I gently plucked the bow from the foil. I ran my hands up Rylin’s thighs until they made contact with the paper, then I ripped it open. PPHHHHHHSSSSSSS!

A rancid smelling fart erupted from Rylin’s asshole, hitting me in the face and covering me in her stench. My eyes started to tear up from the odor, but I blinked the tears away. Rylin was giggling as she waved her now-bare ass back and forth. “How was that for a gift?” she said, laughing. “God, that smells so bad! I’ve been saving that one all day for you.”

“Oh, Rylin…” was all I could get out as I stared at her round and firm ass. I spread open her ass cheeks and looked at her asshole, which was a very light brown with very pronounced wrinkles. It was tightening and loosening as Rylin was preparing to fart again. Before it happened, Rylin reached back and grabbed onto my head and pushed my face into her ass. Another putrid fart was released with a hissing sound directly into my nostrils.
PPHHHIISSSSSSS!

I inhaled deeply like I was taking a drag from a cigarette. The fart smelled strongly of sulfur, and it made my hardening cock throb in my shorts, wanting to burst with cum.

“After busting you with your fart porn, I wanted to see how well you like my farts. How are they? Do they smell as good as you hoped they would?” Rylin was trying to hide her excitement with her innocent school-girl voice.

I nodded and said, “They smell so fucking good. Can I taste your ass? Please?”

“Sure, go right ahead, you little perv.” Rylin giggled.

I spread her ass open and gently glided my tongue across the warm surface of her asshole, feeling each wrinkle as my tongue passed over it. To my surprise, there was no taste coating the hole. My tongue started to run circles around the circumference of the hole. Rylin let out soft moans with each go around.

“Oh, baby, I have another big one for you!” she said as I pressed my tongue against her asshole. PPHHHHHFFFFFFFF!

An intense and bubbly fart coated my taste buds and made tears start to leak out of my eyes; I loved it. There wasn’t much of a taste, but more of a gust of heat.

“Anymore for me?” I was practically begging.

Rylin giggled. “Oh? You want more? Well, let me play with your cock and I’ll fart for you as much as you want. I’ve been thinking about how big you are since Labor Day.” With that, Rylin got up and gently pushed me on my back. She got on top of me and shoved her ass in my face.

With her asshole now right on my nose, I could feel her hands working my cock out from my shorts. The sudden sensation of Rylin’s warm mouth taking in every inch of me sent such an intense wave of pleasure up my spine that I moaned out loud. I almost came right then and there.

As Rylin sucked and jerked me off, my tongue went back to work on her ass. We quickly became one as we pleasured each other with our mouths. I was too engrossed in everything that I didn’t even notice the approaching feeling of orgasm. All at once, I let out several grunts and could feel cum shoot out my cock and into Rylin’s mouth.

After the orgasm settled, I lay there, disoriented. Rylin got off of me and turned to face me, showing some cum that had dripped out of her full mouth and ran down her chin. With one large gulp, all the cum was gone. I smiled, still reeling from everything that happened. Rylin slid off her ripped leggings and, from underneath the tree, retrieved the present she had brought in. The foil was ripped at the top and revealed a lid. When opened, she pulled out an intact pair of leggings and a Christmas-themed thong that said ‘Naughty’ on the front of it. She put those on first, followed by the leggings, then put the ripped leggings in the box and slid the box to me with her foot.

“Those are yours,” she said with a wink. “I’m sure they’ll reek for a long time.”

I slowly stood up, replaced the lid on the box, and pulled my shorts up. I came over to Rylin and embraced her before planting a kiss on her lips. She instantly retracted and laughed. “Ew! Your breath stinks!” And with that comment, we started our way back upstairs as I gave Rylin’s ass a little spank.