Oh Boy, I have a bunch of weird and unrealistic fantasies.
One of my weirdest fantasies involves my beautiful blonde bombshell of a mum 'cucking'/denying me her farts...That's right...
Ever since I was a pervy teenager I had this bizarre fantasy that bratty demon-boy friends/classmates/bullies would 'out' me about my 'fart fetish' and tell my mum my perversions. My mum becomes so disappointed and resentful towards me. She yells at me she tells me to go to my room. As punishment for liking such a thing, and not cunning enough to keep it secret, my mother decides to punish me with a denial game while I'm in my room. My Big butt Mum decides to entertain my mean classmates by giving a strip show and twerking and sensually twirling her ass seductively, slowly taking off her clothes and panties as she bends over and blast big, dry, long 'trumpet farts' FOR THEM.
For that temporary period of time my hypocritical classmates get turned on by it and get rowdy for her 'Milf Fart Show'. They would laugh with one another, looking at each other with red, strained excited faces, diamond eyed, as they took turns spreading her bum-cheeks as they 'bobbed' near their leering demon-boy faces. Each shoving their little faces and making amplified sniffing noises as their little noses got lost in her Smelly Milf Crack. Each feeling powerful, as they sniffed her Milf Gas; saying how great it is and its only weird when I do it, and that its cool when they do it. So I masturbate and cry alone in my room, listening to their laughter and moans of pleasure like a pathetic cuck, My fantasies are fore filled. But not for me; but for my classmates. My classmates who are 'The Successful Hypocrites' (that might be the title for a new story I Have ideas for).
My mother is extremely beautiful with a shapely body, so you could imagine how obscene the contrasting elements of this fantasy was for me, thinking this as a teenager, dreaming it at night. But my imagination was/is so wild, I was a slave to it back when I was an ignorant adolescent. But I've 'honed' my imagination developing into a adult and finetuned it also.