This is my first venture into the world of writing for this site (after quite a number of years!) and I apologise wholeheartedly for not contibuting to this **AMAZING** place sooner. I have written this based on a thread I saw regarding our favourite/recent fantasies. This is based upon a dream I had quite recently that I've moulded in my twisted little mind until I have a perfectly delcious (to me anyway) scenario that includes fear of 'the unknown', bondage and captivity....none of which usually feature heavily in my dreams but this was so exciting I just had to share!!!

Background: A woman ('Jane' for today) that I used to work with a few years ago has a truly enormous sneeze. Often she sneezes gently once or twice before the 'main event', even the small ones have quite long buildups where her face slowly contorts before smallish cough-like "Kehoo" sounds, then the next one will often have a much longer buildup, maybe 10-15 seconds, her face constantly becoming more desperate and contorted before her intake becomes more and more audible..... then finally she lets rip with a very loud but perfectly pitched, unforced "HESHOOOOOooooo!" although sometimes she manages to stifle the mammoth event, sounding more like "HETCH....uuuh!". After this she often starts another buildup but this dies off or she'll blow her nose, probably because everyone within a square mile is startled. (I love the big ones!!)


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Jane and I slowly drift back into consciousness. I can't move. I can breathe, blink, and tense my skeletal muscles but I can't move. I look at Jane and horror grasps me. My heart feels as though it's exploding with every beat, almost tearing itself from my chest. Waves of dizziness wash over me, my ears scream and I'm now not breathing. I can't. I don't breathe for what seems like an hour but that can't be. What? No! Why? I begin to see why I can't move. We're restrained. Me and Jane, we're totally and wholly restrained. We've been put on the kind of stretchers used to restrain mental patients so we can't move at all - even our heads are strapped so we're totally paralysed. The stretchers aren't horizontal. They're stood up so that we're facing each other, a meter apart. Our heads aren't held straight - both tilted slightly to our left. My neck is uncomfortable like this, it needs to crack. Suddenly we notice it.

"What the hell? Jane, we're moving? We're moving! Oh god."

I'm hysterical. Jane is hysterical

"Lee, what's happening?"
"Jane I don't know oh my god I don't know"

Silently the stretchers move closer, slowly slowly closer. We're going to be crushed. We'll die by being crushed into each other.

But suddenly the stretchers slow to a tiny crawl until a quiet but noticable tick stops us gently. We've stopped. Our noses are touching, the slight angle of our heads meaning our right nostrils are pressed partially closed by each others' and our lips are millimeters apart. A few near silent minutes pass, punctuated by terrified breaths, and as our minds become overrun with emotions we've never even contemplated, the sheer overload allows us to somehow get used to our bizarre predicament. We start whispering nervously. Then we're talking nervously, discussing why the hell we're being held like this. No sense. No damn sense to this.

What was I doing before this? My mind is glowing with activity, like a car engine revving too hard, no coolant in the radiator. Hot, strained. I remember.....I'm going out tonight, I'm out with the boys, hitting the town. Taxi is on its way. I've had a shower, just got dressed and sprayed some expensive Givenchy scent on my neck. The taxi is outside, I run down the stairs.... nothing. That's my last memory.

As time passes we become less panicky but our lack of mobility forces our bodies to oversense any stimulus. We're acutely aware of any sound, any sensation. Jane talks - I can feel her warm breath, it doesn't smell of anything but it's warm. Her lips graze mine when she uses "w" or "o" sounds and sometimes when she utters a "p" or "t" sound I feel a little moisture falling on my lips. She has dry lips and licks them, her tongue flicking gently between my lips for a moment. Her eyes look into mine and her pupils shrink suddenly. This is so screwed up, things in our heads are all wrong. I lick my lips almost instinctively and my tongue meets her lips and I pause there for too long and she whisper-shouts my name. I feel my face going red, and can just make out enough of hers to see she's going red too.

We talk about random crap for what feels like an eternity, gentle accidental kisses being avoided as much as possible at first, but not so as time passes. We begin using words and phrases that accentuate the movement of our mouths until we're suddenly deliberately kissing. We talk about when we worked together. People came and went but we were there together for years. We worked in the same room of the callcentre. I'd visit her desk to solve IT issues sometimes. I'd been to her house to fix her broadband settings on her outdated PC. I think she's so sexy. She loves my blonde hair. Her lips kiss so perfectly. My tongue in her mouth excites her so much. Being here we need each other and at least by kissing and becoming aroused we forget what's happening to us. If only my hands could move. If only her hands could move. Our kisses go deeper and deeper, if only we were a few millimeters closer so we didn't have to strain our lips for them to stay touching.

But Janes lips keep drawing away. She draws away to sniff. We kiss more, tongues massaging so perfectly and firmly, but she keeps drawing away. The sniffing becomes louder, more congested and more frequent. I ask if she's ok. Panting through arousal and exhaustion she says yes. More kissing, such wonderful, perfect kissing. A longer pause and a louder wetter sniff. I open my eyes. Jane's eyes are moist. Her forehead is slightly wrinkled. Her eyes aren't able to stay fully opened. I know this sequence, I've seen Jane like this before. I dreamed of this look on her face so many times. She's fighting off a sneeze. I'm kissing her - touching her mouth with mine - and she's fighting off a sneeze. I carry on trying to kiss her, but she keeps pausing to compose herself. I keep looking, hopefully, expectantly. She tries to speak and her voice cracks a little as her eyes wrinkle and tears become pregnant from her lower eyelashes.

"Lee...I...."
"You ok Jane? You sound bunged up"
"I... I've got a really itchy nose...your after shave..."
"Oh....How bad is it?"
"Bad...I keep feeling like a sneeze is coming - but I promise...ah.. I won't do it, I can h...hhh..hold it off. Kiss mehhh..wait....no okay, kiss me..."
"Jane, if you need to sneeze then just do it! It's not gonna make our situation any worse"
"But....not on..ahhh...ahhhh..*cough* not on your...hhhh... face!"
"Really Jane I don't mind. Maybe I'll get you back later if I have to sneeze!"

This sounds so normal to say, or does it sound bizarre? Here, right now, nothing is normal or bizarre.

"No...I'm not...ahhhhh...gonna....snuh....sneuh..."

Tears are now rolling down her face, I feel her nostril flaring and pressing onto mine. I can tell she's at least half-way through building up a sneeze. I don't know if it's a big one or one of her little hors-d'oeuvres yet...

"Oh god I'm sohhh....sorry but I can't ahhhhh....hh*cough*...hhhold...hhhhhahhhhahhhh..."

5 incredible seconds of anguish follow as her eyes squeeze shut sending bigger tears rolling off her cheeks onto her expanding chest, her breasts pushing into me more and more....then at the last minute she forces herself to exhale strongly in an attempt to stop the sneeze and she almost shouts a breathy sigh into my mouth.

"HHHHHHEEEEEHHHHH.....OH GOD..ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Breathing out so hard has emptied her chest and made so much more room for air to flood back in as her tortured nose takes over. Ten seconds pass and I feel her intake of breath cooling my lips, her eyes fixed on mine, trying to shape into an apologetic expression but failing as they flutter.

"e-gnh!"

A small stifled sneeze pushes some of the air out but the next is already coming...

"hhhhhhhhhhhhh....hhHHHEEH-GNRH...HHHHHHH"

She's really lost control now and another ten seconds of inflow fill her lungs to capacity, way beyond what she'd normally breathe in for a sneeze because this has been held off so long. She just manages to force enough air out to say...

"HHHHH..Soh..hhh..ry..HHHHH"

Finally the sneeze comes but amazingly she manages to keep her mouth closed and force most of it out of her nose, rushing past my lips.

"HHHHAAAAAAAAGNNNNNNNNNNHHHHH! OH GOD THAT HURT SOHHhhhhhh...muh...much...OH GOD NOHHhhhhh!"

Her voice has become crackly, like someone who has been shouting their team on at soccer for ninety minutes - the redirected sneeze has ripped through the back of her throat and stung her to the point of crying tears of pain.

"Jane just sneeze for god's sake, it's ok, I promise."

I stretch my lips out and kiss her open mouth softly - partly to offer comfort but mainly to be involved in this amazing moment. She pulls her lips away as best she can, just out of reach.

"Yehhh...I can't do thaaah....th... agaihhhh....it huuhhh...hurt toooh..muhhh...I'm sohhh....sohh....Oh gohhh"

The sneeze builds slowly and steadily for 20 whole seconds, a gentle delicate whisper of air entering her now relaxed lips, her eyes streaming hot tears of pain and expectation, her chest rising, occasionally pausing for a brief moment as the sneeze teases her burning nose... sometimes her lips relaxing enough to just reach mine which are slightly outstretched until...

"HHHAAAA"

A pause as a little air is pushed out by a false start...then more intake....

"HHHHHHHAAAAAAHHHH"

Hot breath flows onto my lips and for a fraction of a second her lips press into mine....

"hhhhhHHHH"

Her eyes flutter. Her nostrils flare ridiculously wide pressing hard onto my nose, pushing it slightly over to the left. This is it...this is it...

"HHRRRHHHEEEEEEEEEESHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

The sneeze explodes out onto my waiting lips, not too wetly but with enough spray to moisten my whole mouth. A surge of incredible joy, lust, passion...

"OH MY GOD that's soooo much better. Lee I'm so sorry about that, I really...."
"Shut the hell up and kiss me, oh god just kiss me, you've got no idea what that did to me!"

I regret saying it straight away. No matter what situation we're in, that's going to make her hate me.

"You enjoyed that? You....actually....enjoyed that??!! Is that why you told me to..."
"Ok OK! Yes it is. I'm sorry ok?. I'm sorry"
"Oh... so you.... like it when I sneeze?"
"Yes Jane. I get turned on by women's sneezes, especially huge ones like yours. Yes I'm a freak. Yes I'm f***ed up."

I'm half laughing half cringing. Suddenly my surroundings hit me again and I'm not so comfortable, fear grips me tighter than ever, I'm so alone.

"Yes you are. Whoa. But like you said nothing's gonna make this situhhhh...situhhh..situation any worse. Kiss meh...me!"
"Erm, are you gonna..."
"I thihhh....think....so...hhh...maybe....Ihh..I'm not sure...wait..."

She sniffs deeply, taking in the slowly fading scent from my neck. A broad smile covers her face and the world around me ceases to exist again, feelings of fear made pathetically small by the writhing, pulsing desire within me.

"Oh god yeah, thahh...thahhh...that's hit the spohhhh....spot...kiss me.....kihhh....kiss....mehhhHH"

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If there are any fans of this I'll write a second installment - I have ideas brewing....

Just a reminder that if it gets 18+, it has to be posted in the adult board Thanks!

Nice one. Held captive with no way to relieve a torturous tickle, and no way to stop a sneeze that has been set in motion. I like it.

Great first story, very hot! I would be more than happy to read a second part

Yes, many apologies.

If this is felt to be too much for the non-adult area please move it over and I'll write part 2 over there.

Thanks!
Lee.

That was very good! I eagerly await the second installment.

Great job! Keep it up!

Oh, those flaring nostrils pressing outwards...a great fantasy of mine. And all those wonderful attempts to hold back , and apologies!

What fun!

No, so far so good... but if it gets any more descriptive, you should probably post the remainder over there anyway

I love those scenarios so much, you have no idea. Thanks for taking the time to write it, as well as have the talent at writing to do a great one.

Thanks for the feedback everyone. The second installment will DEFINITELY be written in the adult arena over the next week or so, my brain is bursting with ideas for this....