INTRO to Diary Of a College Student
This is a story written from Ebony's experiences in college. Ebony is Samantha and Samantha is Ebony.
This Diary Belongs To Samantha
Introduction
Okay, so like, I guess I should properly introduce myself to my new fart journal. So, here goes nothing! Hello, my name is Samantha, and this is my fart diary! Yes, you read that right, a "fart diary," and after I introduce myself, I'll totally go into way more detail about why I even need one.
So, I was born and raised in Atlanta, but my family traveled, like, a ton before we permanently settled down in Florida. Moving states is seriously so difficult, especially when you're trying to keep friends. I basically just got so frustrated with having to repeat the whole awkward period and the opening-up phase that I just stopped. Nowadays, whenever we relocate, I just carry on with the stuff I enjoy, but thankfully for me, after I got to college, I made a new friend pretty much instantly, and I’m hoping to include some of our, like, totally bizarre adventures in this Diary.
Going to the movies is, like, one of my favorite things ever. I am, like, obsessed with anime, superheroes, and sci-fi. I could literally watch movies all day long. I also really love playing VR games because they feel so lifelike. Even though I’m not a huge gamer, I totally appreciate the art of gaming. But honestly? I’m a pretty simple person.
Oh my god, I’m being so rude. You have no idea what I look like. 😏 I’m 18, as of right now. I have deep skin that’s unevenly pigmented, kind of like a cow, with a few freckles. I’ve had dreadlocks down to my waist for the past six years, and I am, like, obsessed with them. I’m 5’4”, and even though my weight fluctuates a lot, like a total roller coaster, right now I weigh 214 pounds. I played sports for most of my life, so, like, let’s just say my legs and my butt got seriously enormous, but now that I don’t really play anymore, most people wouldn’t believe it… at least until they saw the absolute wagon I’m pulling behind me. 😈
The only thing that’s not, like, basic about me is that I have a major interest in kinks. And farts are my absolute favorite. I love the sound, the vibration, and the smell—man, that stuff can get me all moist. My second fetish is ass. I would totally lick, sniff, and get suffocated by an ass! Haha, well, not really, but I do enjoy a juicy, big-fat ass. Just the sight of a large, fat natural ass makes my pussy tingle. Farts and ass are my main interests, but I’m also into some more, like, intense activities that I might share with you one day—just not today!
So, I’ve always been curious about different fetishes. As I got older and really started learning more about myself, I understood how much I loved them, especially farts, starting with wedgies and ass sniffing when I was younger. And I enjoy both female and male farts…
Now that I’ve, like, shared my deep fart secret with you, we can start sharing some spicy details. This marks the start of my Fart Diary, where I plan to share with you all the many fart-related engagements I come across. It’s gonna get seriously nasty, so buckle up and make sure you have some air freshener on hand! 🤢
You see, ever since I was a young girl, I’ve had a fart fetish. I basically acquired it back when my family’s home first got connected to the internet. Because there was, like, no structure or limits on the internet back then, you could stumble onto anything, whether you were on early YouTube or just searching for games for girls. Soft porn or hardcore porn, it was all there. And that’s essentially what happened to me. Little Samantha was searching for "fun girl games" online, but after a few searches, I discovered these "fun adult games" that were hidden in the layers of the internet. Wedgie and funny fart videos were the start, which slowly evolved into a butt sniffing and fart sniffing fetish. I try to believe my obsession happened by sheer chance, but then again, maybe everything happens for a reason and I’m just meant to be this way.
So, I’ve had this fetish for my entire memorable life. But it wasn’t until I was an adult that I actually started actively seeking out and looking for ways to satisfy my insane—and yes, it is insane and nasty—fart fetish.
My first university was this wild, drug-and-party-based school. Everyone was having, like, lots of sex and partying almost every day of the week. We were seriously living a fast life. We ate whatever we wanted, had hangovers all the time, and there was one person I did everything with… and at the time, that person was my best friend, Mary.
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