My highschool girlfriend had a voracious ass fetish. She was obsessed with mine, and always offering me hers.
            One day we were home alone at her place in the middle of the afternoon. In moments she was on the couch so that I could eat her out and rub her ass. She indulged it and relaxed and farted right onto my fingertips. I remember feeling the pressure against my lips. She was embarrassed. I wasn’t, though I didn’t know about my fetish yet. The way her fart expressed her comfort turned me on. I’d grow to love it.
            What was much more surprising for me is that she had been hiding her own fart fetish. The next day I told her about how travel upsets my stomach, and made a joke about the fact that I was gassy. We were talking while walking, but she stopped, squared herself to me, and told me “that’s ok. Fart in front of me” with remarkable seriousness.
            I thought she was being sweet, offering that she will not judge if one happens to slip. But she meant much more than that.
            A little while later she was eating my ass, which given our relationship was not at all unusual. I was laying back, holding my legs. After a short time she stopped, looked at me, and asked me to fart. I hesitated and had to know if she was serious, although she clearly was. Ultimately, I let a small fart in her face. She dove in and delighted. By the end of our session I was sitting on her and smothering her in it all.
            Since all of this my sexuality has expanded and matured and my fart fetish has folded into it. I find the farts of women I’m attracted to lovely and arousing. I adore a girl who’s starved for them and needs me to grind a few out on her. It’s definitely isolating to have this fetish, and not always easy to find partners, but being able to be that intimate with another person is incredibly rewarding.

Did anyone else develop their fart fetish with another partner?