Cunt farts, real or imagined, were an enormous turn-on for me back in college. I had a close female friend back then who revealed to me a lot of intimate things about girls. Outwardly we always pretended to be just buddies, but there was always a lot of sexual tension and our phone conversations would often turn to sex and involve discussion of the most intimate little details: like girls' use of tampons and pads, whether it was normal for pussies to smell, what girls did to keep their pussies clean, the size of boys' cocks compared to how many fingers she could insert, and so forth. This was back in the 60's when porn wasn’t available and sex wasn't openly discussed. As virgins, we used each other to get information and turn ourselves on. We never actually did anything together.
The one thing I'll never forget is when my friend told me about pussy farts. She described how in gym class (she was still in high school) when doing calisthenics or gymnastic floor exercises, a girl would occasionally let out a loud fart from her cunt and how the other girls would roll on the floor in laughter. According to her, it seemed to happen to slender girls the most.
From that day forward I always judged girls by how prone they might be to do that: their dear little holes gaping open and sucking in air whenever they spread their legs. In my minds eye I pictured cunt farts as being able to reveal hidden details of their anatomy, like the size and shape of their labia. I would deliberately have wrestling matches with girls, pretending to just horse around, or try to get them to sit cross-legged, in the hope of hearing a sound. I imagined that if I did, it would be a sign that she was secretly aroused and that her vagina was gaping open, or that at the very least she had thin inner lips that would readily part to let in air. In those days, because we didn’t have porn, I had to search for other clues.
Since then I’ve heard countless cunt farts, both when making love or when just horsing around, and it never fails to turn me on. When I hear one, it just brings back all my old fantasies. To me it’s a reminder that women’s vaginas aren’t just a soft warm receptacle for my cock, but a living, breathing muscular organ that is at the heart of female sexuality. For me they are a way for women to say in the most intimate manner “Come here, honey, I’m open for you.”