**”Gas Daddy”**

I’d been waiting for this all damn day. My pregnant wife, Lena, was sprawled on the couch, rubbing her swollen belly with one hand and holding a soda in the other. Her belly was round and tight, her tits even bigger than usual, and the way she let out little burps between sips had me rock hard in my jeans.

“You gonna just stand there staring, Daddy?” she teased, eyes flicking down to the tent in my pants.

I growled and dropped to my knees in front of her, gripping her thighs. “Nope. Gonna make you messy.”

She giggled, then let out a deep burp right in my face—warm and sweet from the soda. I groaned, already addicted to her gassy little mouth. I grabbed her face and kissed her hard, licking inside as she let another bubbly exhale slip between our lips. “Fuck, baby,” I muttered. “Love when you’re full of air for me.”

She smirked and shifted on the couch, spreading her thick thighs. “Yeah? Then get me outta these panties.”

I yanked her shorts and cotton panties down in one rough pull, and the second I did, a hot, wet fart rippled out against my fingers. The sound was filthy, the smell musky and thick with her arousal. I buried my face between her thighs, inhaling deep. “God, you’re perfect,” I growled, then licked a stripe up her soaked pussy.

Lena gasped, arching her back. “Daddy, *please*—”

I didn’t let her finish. I sucked her clit hard, my tongue working fast circles as she rocked against my mouth. Her thighs trembled, her belly pressed warm against my cheek, and then—*pppffft*—another gassy burst hit my chin. I moaned against her pussy, lapping up her juices while she kept letting loose little farts, each one making her cunt clench around nothing.

“Fuck, you taste so good,” I muttered, sliding two fingers inside her. She was so tight, so *hot*, her walls pulsing around my fingers as I curled them just right. “Gonna make Daddy cum?”

She nodded frantically, her hands gripping the couch. “Y-yeah, *oh fuck*—” Another burp bubbled up, and she turned her head, releasing it right next to my ear. The warmth, the sticky sound—I was throbbing in my pants.

I pulled my fingers out and jammed them in her mouth, making her suck them clean. “Turn over,” I ordered.

She obeyed instantly, getting on all fours, her round ass high in the air. I yanked my cock out and rubbed the tip between her cheeks, groaning as another hot fart puffed against my shaft. “Jesus, baby,” I hissed. I spit right on her hole, then pushed inside her pussy in one rough thrust.

Lena *screamed*, her back arching. “Daddy, *yes*—!”

I fucked her hard, my hips slamming into that fat ass, her belly swaying beneath her. Every time I bottomed out, she clenched around me, her body so fucking *alive* with gas and need. “You gonna cum on Daddy’s cock?” I grunted, slapping her ass.

She nodded, moaning as another burp shook her chest. “Gonna—*urrp*—gonna cum so hard—”

That was all I needed. I grabbed her hips and drilled into her, my balls slapping her clit with every thrust. Her pussy was drenched, squeezing me like a vise, and when she let out a loud, wet fart right as she came, I lost it.

I buried myself deep and filled her up, growling as my cock pulsed inside her. She collapsed forward, panting, her belly pressed into the couch, her ass still twitching.

I pulled out slowly, watching my cum leak out of her used pussy. “Good girl,” I muttered, slapping her ass one more time.

She grinned over her shoulder. “Love you, Daddy.”

I kissed her, tasting her burps, her sweat, *her*. “Love you more, baby.”