Female Stories The Confession She looked at me expectantly. "Well?", she asked, a curious and devilish smile on her face. She had been prodding me about this ever since I coaxed her to admit she had a fantasy about being with another woman. That had been a month ago, and she wanted to know what mine was...SHE had come clean, after all! I had promised I would tell her mine, but kept putting it off. I could tell that THIS time, she was not going to let up. She said again, "Oh come on, I told you mine...what IS it?" I was struggling to look into her eyes, the answer that I had never dared mention to another human being clotted in my throat like a fuzzy tennis ball, threatening to choke if I spoke it aloud. My heart was beating too fast. My excitement and fear was almost nauseating in its raw, brutish force. This moment was one that I had envisioned hundreds of times, never really bleieving I could bring myself to actually make it a reality. Seeing I was embarrassed and struggling with it, she ran her fingers through my hair, whispering reassuring words, that it was OK, that nothing could be THAT shocking! Oh, but it is, my frantically swirling mind yammered in response, it IS that bad! Why else would no one else in the world know of this. Why else would you keep this quiet for 20 years, like a dirty little secret? Why else would your heart murmer in a quiet lust anytime you even hear the WORD that describes a simple bodily function? What happens when you actually see or hear it is a concentrated 100 times. I began to open my mouth to stutter out the dreaded/anticipated response for which I would surely be ridiculed, when she stopped me by putting her hand on my chest, and holding one finger up, signalling me to wait. "Hold on a sec," she said, the last word sounding decidedly breathy, as she turned her face slightly to the right. In a split second, I realized...she was going to sneeze. I stared in almost drugged fascination (as I always did) as the sneeze began to take form. Her sneezes were decidedly 'conversational' in volume, usually came in 2's, and had a noticeable but quiet buildup - these were the ones I liked best. I was never a particular fan of exaggerated, clear-the-room, take-no-prisoners sneezes. No need to make a huge production of such a simple, yet beautiful thing. So I watched...she was a frozen profile in front of me; eyebrows slightly raised, eyes half closed, her small triangular nostrils flared, mouth half-open - waiting for the tickle to intensify. The hand that had held up the finger gently collapsed into a loose fist front of her mouth. She breathed in quickly 4 or 5 times, barely audible, sounding like a woman pleasuring herself as quietly as possible to avoid detection. Then her head turned up slightly, her eyes closed completely and...Huh--ESHOO! She sniffed quickly right after, and did it again...HUH-ESHOO! The second one always had a stronger buildup...don't ask me why. She brushed her hair away from her face, and said "Sorry, hon...please tell me - I won't bite" as she turned to face me again. I was still staring, and managed to stammer out "B-bless you...OK, this is ridiculous, here it comes...I-I get turned on watching you....s-sneeze." She looked at me for a second, dumbfounded "Watching me sneeze? Are you kidding?" Then, the laughter I so dreaded began. Feeling like I was going to die of embarrassment from the laughter, or depression from losing the one woman I ever loved, I prepared to get up and leave as quickly as possible. Noticing my distress, she quickly grabbed my arm as the laughter began to die down "N-NO! Don't leave!! I'm not laughing for the reason you think!" I glared at her, angry tears brimming in my eyes. "Look, I've been keeping this thing under wraps for as long as I remember. Apparently, under wraps is where it should have stayed." She said "No...that's exactly what I was laughing at! Here you were, dodging the issue for over a month, being so secretive...leading me to think that you were into bestiality, snuff films, child pornography, or something crazy like that! But getting turned on by my sneezing?? It's so harmless, so innocent, so...so damn CUTE!" Then, I did cry, my relief was so great. She held me tight, kissing my hair, and my face, letting me go only to wipe away my tears, and then hugging me again. Finally the embrace broke. She held me by my arms, that devilish glint back in her eyes, "Now, my dearest..what are we going to DO about this?" She smiled an evil, yet somehow angelic smile. I returned the smile in kind "Oh, this is going to be interesting!" * * * "OK" she said, after she had slipped into that filmy white outfit she knew drove me nuts. "How do we begin?" This was something I thought long & hard about ever since I knew what a fantasy was. From a very young age, I thought about (and tested) several ways to make a sneeze happen. Pepper? No, too irritating. Looking at the sun? Too unreliable - besides it was almost midnight! Then my face broke out into a broad smile, as I remembered what had always worked for me. "Do we have tissues?" I asked her rather sheepishly (I was still a little self-concious about sharing this with her, but was recovering rapidly!) "Ye-es..?" she responded, not really sure what I was getting at, as she grabbed the tissue box by the bed. "OK...take a tissue out, and I'll tell you what to do," feeling the excitement in my belly spreading warmly downward. "Check," she said, pulling a kleenex out of the box. She had noticed my increased excitment as we sat next to each other on the bed, and teased, "Oooh, look at you...this IS going to be fun!" Red-faced, I continued, "Take the corner of the tissue, and twist it to a long, pointed tip....good...make it the tip sharper...really roll it tight." She was beginning to get the gist of what I wanted her to do, and her smile became devilish and she fashioned the little tool. "So, how do I do this? Do I tickle the outside of my nose? Do I just brush it around?" "No...you have to insert it gently into your nose....move it around...you'll know when you're there," I said, my voice not quite steady. Unconciously, I had started stroking myself slowly. "O-OK", she said. She seemed a little tentative, but she was game. She took a deep breath, and slowly started inserting the tissue into her right nostril, her top lip turned down, and her mouth slightly open. She got around a half inch in, quickly pulled it out and shuddered "Oooooo! That feels WEIRD!" She seemed to collect herself for another try. "OK, here we go," she said with a determined voice, and began again. Slowly, millimeter after millimeter, the 3-inch point disappeared into her nose. Her eyes began to tear as the point began its work. I watched, transfixed and completely aroused, as my hand began to speed up in my boxer shorts. Finally, her hand stopped moving the tissue in, as her fingers got to the end of her nose...it was all the way in!. She began tiny, barely traceable side-to-side movements...searching for the tickle that would make the long-anticipated event happen. This went on for an unbelievaby long time (in hindsight, probably about 10 seconds!) Then she stopped...and froze. "Um..I think I'm...uh...here it co...", she breathed, and then the almost completely silent gasps began....it was about to happen. "huh...huh...HUHH..hu-ESHOOeshoo... HUH-ESHOO...HUH-ESHOO...ESHOO...ESHOO!" Her sneezes were louder than usual, because of the force of them, but still remained on that "conversational" level. Somehow, she knew I didn't want her to exaggerate them. They were just the way I loved them. I groaned to myself as I watched. "...Oh wow!", she said in a nasal voice. "This really works!" She still had the tissue in, and began moving it around slightly again, looking for another nerve to attack.. "No hon, wait!", I said. I really didn't want her to wait...I was right on the edge of my climax...but then another thought came to me. "Do you think you could do it...while we make love?" She smiled again, "Babe, I thought you’d never ask!" She gently removed the now wilted tissue. "Gonna need another one of these...but let's get done to business first. Looks like I'll have to take it easy on you, sport," noticing how hot her sneezing session had made me. I agreed. If I moved the wrong way, it would be over! She kissed me gently on the mouth, her tongue deftly darting around mine. Looking at me straight in the eye, she gently pressed my chest with her fingertips, until I was lying down. Swinging her leg over mine, she looked down at my erect penis poking through the fly on my boxers. Laughing, she said, "I guess we can dispense with the foreplay, huh?" How right she was! I reached for her...she had gotten quite wet. The off-white flimsy panties she wore clung to her like a second skin. She pulled them gently to the side, and straddled me. Sliding into her was like sliding into some exquisite oil. She began rocking back and forth...slowly, aware as she was about my state of arousal. "Mmmmm...now my love...what was it again that you wanted me to do for you?", she purred. What a tease she was! How I loved her for it! "I want you...to make yourself sneeze for me...", I gasped, "Oh, I think we can accommodate you, sir.", she said, her voice flushed with lust. She reached for the box of tissues again, now just clenching and loosening her pussy muscles on me. She began twisting the corner as she had before, going painfully slow, apparently enjoying the torture she was putting me through. "I have to mention something to you before I start" she said in an off-hand way, "I noticed before that during each sneeze, I clenched up verrrry tight down there. You may have to hold me on!" Not really listening, I nodded and waited. She gently inserted the kleenex into her left nostril this time, and seemed to know right where to go with it this time...although she still went slowly. "Alright hon," she said in a breathy, nasal, pre-sneeze voice, "get rea.. huu-PSHOO!" She sneezed quicker than even she anticipated. At the same instant as the sneeze, all of her muscles..her hands, her arms, her legs, and...as she had predicted, her vagina - clenched tight. Her vagina became so tight so fast that she literally squirted me right out of her! I gasped in surprise, and laughed. She laughed too, but quickly got caught up in what she was doing again, "Hurry, hon" she said, "I don't know h-how much longer I can hold back" She seemed to be playing a game with herself...trying to hold the sneezes back as long as possible...yet still tickling her nose with the tissue. I found her pussy easily again. Feeling myself growing ever closer, I gasped "I don't know how much longer I can hold back either!" "Well, then..t-try..these... ESHOOeshoo..on for size......HUH-ESHOO... ESHOO....HUH-ESHOOeshoo.......ESHOO.....ESHOO...........ESHOO......oh god, I...ESHOO....HURRESHOOOAAAHHHGOD ,I'M COMING!" With each sneeze, she pulled closer & closer to me, each time her pussy clenching up hard, milking me as my orgasm came, so hard it made my ears ring. (I still believe it was the "double" sneezes that did it!) They were the first ones I'd ever heard from her She collapsed on me, totally spent, crying in the aftermath of her orgasm. I held her, stroked her hair, told her I loved her, and gazed at the lazily spinning ceiling fan above. Honesty IS the best policy.