I work at a library and I live alone with just a cat. I know, what a cliche! I’m 39, slim, attractive, dark hair and eyes, trimmed pussy, dirty imagination. I look pretty good, especially for a librarian. Why am I still single, you ask? Simple. For the past 5 years I’ve known I wanted to be a lesbian. Only trouble is, I live in a small town and everyone here has known me since birth; I’m afraid of coming out!

A few weeks ago I discovered I have a fart fetish. Here’s how it happened. I’m at the library, sorting a section in the corner. On the other side of the books, just opposite me, I hear a girl farting. Well, at first, I just heard a sound; it was a few seconds later I found out the fart came from a girl. I looked through the books. Just curious. There, with her back to me, her cute little ass facing me, was one of the local college students. She looked like a fresher; 18, maybe 19. She had on a tight pair of jeans that housed a tight teen ass. It was everything I could do just to keep from reaching into my panties and masturbating on the spot!

I kept watching through the books. I had to look as much as possible at that ass. She farted again! This time, watching, I saw her waft the fart with her hand so she could sniff it. Let me tell you, her fart was so pungent that I could “taste” it, never mind sniff it.

I keep looking. Transfixed. Not only by the site of this hot teen girl sniffing her own farts but by the smells themselves. The smell of this girl’s fart had me wet, no “drenched”!! I was worried that I might get so wet I’d soak through my panties and right through my skirt. But I couldn’t take my eyes off this hot teen farting girl.

I watched for about 5 minutes before she left. In that time she must have farted a dozen times. After she left I walked to the books she had been standing reading. The smell! It was intense!

Since that day I’ve had a fart fetish. Girls farting just get me so wet. Even thinking about that incident has my pussy drenched and my hands itching to finger fuck myself raw.

I’m going to place a fart fetish personal ad on your site. Wish me luck in finding my own farting girl!!

Janice has a secret foot fetish

Janice of Long Island writes:  I cannot honestly remember when my foot fetish began.  I noticed it, though, when I would do the washing; I could not help but sniff my husband’s dirty, stinky socks.  I suppose this might mean I have a sock fetish as well. [ed: it sounds like it, Janice] Well it didn’t end with sniffing socks I would get hugely aroused just looking at my husband’s feet, whether in socks or bare.  Now this year I have begun having a fantasy of my hubby foot-fucking my pussy and even, yes, my ass.  To have his foot fucking my tight ass would be heaven.  The trouble is I can’t bring myself to admit my fetish to him.  I’m worried about what he might say.  I know he’ll be understanding but maybe he will not be interested and then I would feel embarrassed for bringing it up.  My dream is that he will confess he too has a foot fetish and we can live out all our secret desires.  What do you think I should do?

Janice, it is especially common for women to have a secret foot fetish.  So, first off, you are not alone!  What you need to do is gradually introduce your fetish subtly into your sex life.  You could start by kissing his feet during foreplay, sucking his toes, and asking him to the same to you.  Gradually, you need to up the level of foot fetishism in your sex life.  One night, when he is especially horny, ask him to foot-fuck you.  This will probably really turn him on.  As you are fucking and yanking on his hot, hard cock, make your confession to him.  Guys love it when their women have sexual fetishes and, since he is already foot fucking you and enjoying it, you can be sure of not being embarrassed.