Sweet Sunny’s Stinky Butt

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This just happened. And it is one of experiences I have no choice in writing out. I am not sure if anyone really even likes these accounts of my post-divorce escapades, but I need to get this all written out, because, out of everything I have ever done, this story is maybe the most filthy yet the most enchanted.

So, I started writing another story about this beautifully sweet girl I met on Reddit during the pandemic, immediately following my divorce. The story was boring though, so I’ll give you just a bit of background to round out the entire experience.

Her name is Sunny and I refer to her as a girl because, given my age and hers, she is a girl. She is 24 and from a distant city. She indulged me but talking about her butt, her farts, her bathroom habits while also encouraging me to make her horny, too. She shared so many pictures of herself, in public, with friends, naked, clothed, masturbating, working. Pretty much documenting her life in photo for me.

She always wanted a pic of me, too, and I was so hesitant, until one day in early June of this year. I sent her a pic of me at a concert, and then she went silent. For like two weeks, then once I had lost hope, I get a message on Reddit from Sunny.

“Wow. Is that really you?” she asked.

“It is. Is it bad?”

“I was traveling with my family. I couldn’t stop looking at it. I knew there a possibility of me thinking you were cute, but I have to say… you are exactly my type haha”

“That is convenient, isn’t it? But I doubt you’ll ever want to actually meet me, right?” I asked, hopefully goading her to want to see me. I have nothing to lose, I thought.

“Well, we live on separate coasts, so…. I mean, not possible unless you have a lot of money! haha”

“You would come meet me somewhere if I paid for your plane ticket?” I asked, worried that this was bordering on soliciting a sex worker.

“NO! I mean, I want to meet. And I want to have fun, but, like, I want to have some assurance that you aren’t a freak.”

I responded quickly with, “Well, I AM a freak! You know how badly I want filthy, filthy stuff from you…”

She responded quickly, too, “I just need to know you aren’t going to kill me.”

“I won’t kill you! Jeez. I want to do crazy things, sure, but come on. How about this? I will get us a fancy hotel in a crowded city. How about Chicago? So many people out and about. Worst-case scenario, you run away and join the massive crowds on Michigan Avenue. Can you get a flight there on your own and I will take care of the rest?”

“Ugh. Normally I’d say no. But I am just somehow charmed by you, Pete. I don’t know how or why.”

“How’s fourth of July week sound?”

“Fuck. The flights will be crazy expensive,” she shot back, almost mad-sounding.

“No they won’t. Trust me.” And they weren’t. She flew from her hometown for like $320 round trip. I got screwed price-wise but I didn’t care.

But before we made the purchases, I asked, “Are you totally sure? Like, is this too weird?” I wanted her full consent. This was a big request, so it is necessary for the utmost respect.

“I am not sure, but I want to be. And, yes, it is way too weird, but I like you, and I still don’t know why.”

So we messaged and sexted a bit after we booked the flights and I arranged the hotel right on the Chicago River. Good god it was pricey, but I figured I needed to go all out to make her feel comfortable. This place had a spa and a nice restaurant, etc. So I made reservations for both.

We were to only be there for two nights. Weird as it sounds, it was perfect being there on a Tuesday and Wednesday. Fewer tourists, easier time getting from O’Hare to the hotel. It all worked out.

I got to the hotel before Sunny. I was noon on Tuesday. My flight was long but mostly painless but I was starting to get nervous. What if Sunny is crazy? Or what if I am being elaborately catfished?

I made sure to not masturbate as I got the room settled. Sunny texted saying she had just landed and it would be about anouther 90 minutes till she got to the hotel.

We had finally exchanged actual phone numbers after we booked the flights, which made me feel a bit better. We had had an online affair going for nearly four years, so I told myself to calm down. And I did, as soon as I got the text from Sunny, “In the lobby!”

I took the long elevator ride down. It was all windows so I actually saw her before she saw me. She was as gorgeous as I could have ever conceived.

She had a style that was sort of bohemian-meets-collge-girl. She had tight, tight jeans on that perfectly sculpted her medium butt. Not a tiny butt, but not a thick butt, either. Just a nice, normal, cute butt. Her long strawberry blonde hair was pulled into a cute bun and she wore a flowy, flowery blouse that didn’t let anyone in on the fact that she had perfect C-cup breast. Pierced and usually out on display for me. But only through photos.

The moment of truth was about to be a two-day affair in a different city with the only girl I siirt escort could imagine being with. Which, I know. That sounds super crazy.

“Sunny…” I said, approaching he as she waited in line to check in.

“Pete. Hello,” she said back, her big blue eyes wide. It was awkward and got worse when we hugged. Her backpack was clunky and so were my arms. MY heart raced and I could tell she was on edge.

“You don’t need to be there,” I said. “I already checked us in.”

“Oh. Right. Duh. I guess I am just on auto-pilot.” She was so innocently sweet in that moment. I wanted to make her feel so good and safe.

We were mostly silent in the elevator and when we got to the room, she didn’t talk much, just got her toiletries out.

I watched her put things near the sink and when she was done, I leaned in and grabbed her tightly, hugging her.

Then we kissed. Deep, and long, and for me at least, it was full of overdue passion.

“I can’t believe this, Pete. I can’t believe I am here with you. This is so fucked up.”

I said nothing back and led her to the bed. I pulled back the comforter and peeled her top off, then ripped her tight training-type bra off.

I was breathing heavily and still tasted her tongue in my mouth.

“You aren’t wasting any time.” She looked at me and leaned back on her elbows.

My cock raged in my pants as I worked on unzipping her skin-tight jeans.

I awkwardly slid her pants off and then took her panties and sniffed them

“I have wanted this for way too long.” I inhaled deeply.

Her panties smelled of her sweet pussy and, of course, her stinky little butthole. I had seen her anus a lot in pictures and now I was actualyl sniffing it on her tiny panties. I had no choice but to pull my cock out.

As I did, she looked at it and grabbed it. “Wow, I didn’t ever imagine actually holding this dick… Fuck.” She moaned, more liek a purr, as she gently gripped and stroked my cock as I huffed her scent from her stinky panties.

“Let me….” she said, then pulled on my cock a bit, and soon I was in her mouth, so warm and wet.

“Ohhh fuuuck,” I moaned as she took me deep. I felt the back of her throat. She gagged and kept going. I was basically, within a moment or two, fucking her mouth in missionary.

In between my gentle thrusts, I asked, “Is this OK, Sunny?” I am sure it sounded labored. It felt way too good, but I wanted her to be in a good spot.

She gagged and grabbed my ass, pulling me to her harder.

“You’ll make me… cum… fuck…want me to cum now?” I asked, again, breathlessly.

*MMMMHMMMMM* from Sunny. And then I did. For three days, I had let my balls swell with cum waiting for this day. But to be honest, I didn’t think it’d happen so quickly, and in Sunny’s throat.

I absolutely unloaded, worried I was drowning her with my hot spunk, I pulled out quickly and finished cumming on her face and in here hair, furiously stroking my cock as I let me orgasm take over and then relent.

I fell beside her on the plushy bed, panting in pleasure as the termors of my post-cum body took hold.

“I am sorry… is that not what you were hoping for from me?” I asked, watching Sunny wipe her face bashfully.

“Well, no, but I can tell you felt good. So, one of us wins I guess.”

“Sorry for cumming on your face like that.” I still had my button-up shirt on, but no pants. I helped her clean up and then we both stood, she naked, me with my slick cock hanging below my shirt bottom.

“Do you… want to go out?” I asked.

“Give me a moment OK?”

She walked to the bathroom with her suitcase. I got dressed and waited about 15 minutes and knocked on the bathroom door. “OK in there?”

“Um,” Sunny said from behind the closed door, “Yeah. Just… will be right out.”

She came out a few minutes later wearign the cutest sun dress. Bright green and short, nearly showing off her butt as she twirled for me.

We went to explore the city of Chicago, which was magical. Sunny and I connect, truly connected, as we had drinks by the river. We talked about our exes. She was newly out of a long relationship that she had started while in college. She was living alone in her big city, and admitted she needed something to snap her out of her “funk”.

Apparently, that was me.

“But you know,” I said after our fourth drink on the river, “I hope maybe we can indulge a bit more when we get back to the room…” I raised an eyebrow, wondering if she knew what I was referring to.

She smiled nervously, yet with an odd sense of empowerment. “Like what, exactly?”

For years, off and on, Sunny would make me cum wildly by messaging me on Reddit while she took dumps at work. And then we would discuss her farts, and times she was embarrassed from having let out her gas in public areas. I always came hard and lauded her honesty after. She said she liked knowing her body and all its functions got me off. She was amazing in every way.

“Well, will you sniff silifke escort that butt?” I smiled as I asked this, I know how insane it sounds, but we already had a rapport.

“This butt?” she. asks, smiling back. She stands and turns around quickly allowing her dress to flare up so I can see, just for a moment, her tight butt. In that moment, I saw: No panties.

“That butt. Is it stinky now?”

She laughed as she sat back on the steel chair. “I don’t know! Probably! Wnt o sniff it now?”

“Here?!” I asked, genuinely shocked at the prospect.

“Why not?”

So I did. I walked with her to a passageway near the public restrooms and pretended to crouch to tie my shoes. This silly plan was concocted in the minute it took us to walk from our table (I paid the tab) to the concrete tunnel. It wasn’t brilliant. But it worked.

No one was around, not that we saw at least, and she lifted her dress, exposing to me her butt, then she leaned forward and lifted her right leg so I could look directly into her asshole. Then I leaned forward and sniffed it.

It smelled exactly how I needed it to smell. Like day-old musk, farts and he wonderful waste. I simply loved knowing a gorgeous young girl like Sunny smelled like this. It made my cock throb.

I stood quickly and pushed her dress down. A bicyclist whizzed by, not noticing a thing.

“Too close!” I said laughing.

I kissed her then, the sun was starting to set. We held hands and went back to our lovely hotel.

In the elevator I held Sunny close, my cock spasming every time she wiggled her hips against me. It was like she was dancing to a drunken tune only she could hear. She craned her neck and kissed me and said, I have something to show you once we get into the room.

I walked behind her down the hall to our room and when I opened the door, she went in first. Didn’t turn on any lights and went to the bathroom and started the shower.

This hotel was nice. It had one of those walk-in showers. Super swanky. I’m still paying it off.

It was dimly lit from the outside sun peeking in from the windows, and the bathroom got steamy quickly.

Sunny stripped off her dress in one clean motion. She stood before me, maskign in hazy light and steam, naked.

“Get the fuck over here. Fast.” She meant business.

I didn’t hesitate.

As soon as I entered the spacious bathroom, she turned around and put her leg up onto the counter, way more nimbly than I thought possible, and let out a long thick fart. It mixed with the steam and she looked over her shoulder at me.

I came up behind her, smelling her gas. I hugged her from behind, leaning down to passionately kiss her, with her thick aroma surrounding us.

She pulled away. turned sharply and looked up at me, “Do you really like that?”

“Like what?”

“You know….. my farts.”

I gesture to my now exposed cock. “I think I do. Look.”

She reached and grabbed my cock, just as she did before.

“Can we?” Sunny asked, getting close to my face, as best she could being only 5’4″

“Can we….what?”

“I need to get railed. And I am standing here naked, in a steamy bathroom, in a distant city with a guy who is horny for my farts. So, I think we should.” The way she smiled and gripped my cock as she said this nearly made me cum right then and there.

I pushed her lightly into the shower stream and got naked as she got wet, her hair and body, nice and slippery. When I joined her in the shower, our bodies were now both slippery and warm, our tongues dancing or fighting in our mouths, I didn’t care which.

So we fucked in these positions for this (rough estimate) amount of time as the shower ran from hot to medium:

1. Sunny sitting on the shower bench, legs spread, me pumping her pussy (3 minutes).

2. Me lying down on the shower floor with Sunny straddling me, fucking me gently as the shower hit her in the face clumsily (1.5 minutes).

3. Sunny then squatting on my cock, facing away from the pesky shower stream (3 minutes; started to get cold on my back).

4. Sunny bent over the shower bench as I plowed her pussy from behind (2 minutes).

I didn’t have a condom, and though she was on birth control, we hadn’t discussed where I would finish. In the heat (and steam) of the moment, right as I was about to unload my balls after fucking Sunny so hard and passionately, I pulled out of her pussy and spread her ass with my left hand and came a thick, white, warm load of cum all over her cinched up shit hole.

“Oh my fucking god.” I groaned and stroked my cock as it convulsed and sprayed Sunny’s anus. “OOOOH.”

We both sat on the shower bench, now chilly.

“Is that what you were hoping for?” she asked, panting. Her skin was glistening.

“Whew… yes. It really was. Is this what you wanted?”

“I think it is. I can’t believe you got so horny smelling my disgusting fart though,” she laughed a bit as she stood and started properly showering. silivre escort It was 8:30 on our first night together.

I watched her soap up and clean her gorgeous body. I stood and helped her, feeling my cock thicken again. I reached down and rubbed her butthole, cleaning my thick cumload from it when she noticed I was hard again.

“You’re insatiable, aren’t you?” Sunny said, looking at my wet, hard cock, still oozing cum.

“I still can’t believe you are real, and that we are here now together.” I immersed myself in the shower and rinsed off while Sunny stroked my cock. We kissed and laughed and then toweled off and order room service. Naked, and clearly not ready to leave the confines of the amazing hotel room.

We didn’t fuck again for a bit, instead we ate French fries and talked. She was feeling guilty about meetign me, stranger, and being here, but at the same time, she said she felt so free. Like she is now finally living. It seemed dramatic, but I kissed her and asked her a few really personal questions.

“What is this? Truth or Dare?” she giggled as she rolled over onto her stomach. Her plump toned ass now on display.

“Just answer the question!” I exclaimed, standing up now, my cock semi-hard.

The question was who the first person to see her butthole was, as an adult.

“As an adult? Well, I had a friend who played with it when we were in high school… is that too weird?”

“No… but who was it?”

“This guy Jeremy. We got drunk senior year at a party and he meant to finger my vagina but missed haha”

“How did he SEE it though?”

“I was on the bed on all fours….”

“So how did he ‘miss'”? I reached and grabbed her bare butt, jiggling it, catching a peek of her anus.

“OK maybe he didn’t miss…. but you might like to know that he got deep and, you know, felt something else up there….” she said, looking at me with her big eyes wide.

“OH?” I asked, raising my eyebrows.

“LEt’s just say, I hadn’t really considered the fact that I was going to have a finger up my butt that night….”

“Did Jeremy feel one of your turds, Sunny?” I asked, playfully.

“Jeremy felt one of my turds, yes.” She laughed and rolled over, covering her face in embarrassment.

My cock got hard.

“What happened next?” I goaded.

“Well, he got scared and grossed out and fucked my pussy and came in like a minute and then left. I am just glad he never told anybody… well at least I don’t think he told anyone.” She got up and walked to the window overlooking a section of the beautiful river. “I have never told anyone that… I can’t believe I told you.”

I hugged her from behind, her skin cool from the AC. My cock pushed into her lower back.

“Tomorrow, I want to feel one of your turds,” I said.

“Tomorrow?” Sunny said. “I mean, really? You want to literally touch my poo?”

“I think so… I mean, we are here, and you know how horny talking about it makes me…”

“Hm,” she thought for a moment, her arm reaching back to stroke my head as I kissed her neck. “Might not be tomorrow.”

“No?”

“Might be sooner….”

Standing like that, Sunny leaned to her left a bit and let out a long silent fart onto my thigh, the heat was intense but somehow warm enough to make me feel even closer to her than I did before.

The smell wafted up and she both sort of chuckled.

I said quietly, “So… wait…”

Then she said, “Nope. I haven’t pooped in two days. Is that not totally gross?”

“Maybe some guys would think so, but I am not one of those guys.”

“Why don’t you check, then.”

I slid my hand down and found her asshole and rubbed it while she let out a whimper. She had used lotion after the shower so it wasn’t too difficult to slide my middle finger up past her intensely tiny sphincter, when I did she let out a sharp, “OH!”

I pushed my finger up and up, until I pushed up against a hard, warm turd.

“OK OK OK there it is…” Sunny said, in a hurried tone. We were standing still, the sun now set. The lights of the city reflecting off the river. “Wow. OK. Fuck.”

“Is this OK? My finger up there touching your sweetness?”

Gas released around my finger as I slid my finger out slowly. As I did, I noticed the turd was following.

“Oh no, Pete… wait!”

I had already pulled my figner out and as I did, the thickest turd I have ever seen from a sweet pretty girl came sliding out, too, plopping perfectly on the hotel carpet.

“Oh my god!” Sunny screamed, “No wait. Fuck.”

She crouched to let the turd slide out but then squirmed and looked ghastly as she realized what had happened.

“Sorry!” she yelled, tears welling up in her blue eyes. “You shouldn’t have…. ugh.”

She covered her tits and started rushing to the bathroom, her body language tense.

I looked at her turd on the floor and smelled its deliciousness in the air as I watched Sunny double-time it to the bathroom.

“Wait, Sunny,” I tried. I started following her, my cock harder than it has ever been.

At the bathroom door, I could only peek a bit and see her on the toilet, lightly crying. “Wait, just, um, wait, Pete. OK?

“Can I come in?” I asked, pushing the sliding door back, exposing Sunny on the toilet.

She didn’t answer right away, and I respected her the best I could.

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