The Visit By the wonderful John D :-) ***NOTE: +18!*** Bob waited patiently, albeit anxiously for the announcement of the arrival of the flight coming in from the East. As he stood in the airport in Winnipeg, his nervously checked his watch, paced, and wondered aloud whether he was about to be totally overwhelmed by the woman he was there to pick up. bob had been corresponding with a woman named Jill, who like him, was very much a sneeze fetish advocate. She was residing in Boston, he in Winnipeg, and their relationship had developed to a point where the two had become very passionate, even though they had yet to meet face to face. She was employed as a nurse, while he was a junior firefighter who still had plenty of ongoing learning to do in his field. They had met through the modern age of electronic mail, and thus, had exchanged personal attributes, likes and dislikes, and of course, their common passion for the sneeze and its manifestations. While they had been in two different countries, at very different geographical areas of the continent, they had managed to become hopelessly interested in seeing their relationship develop further. As Bob heard the announcement made that the flight from Boston was moments away from arriving, his heart soared, while anticipation ran rampant through his mind. Quickly moving to the arrival gate, there suddenly became a stream of passengers moving through. Most had friends, relatives, and associates awaiting them, followed by many an emotional reuniting of sorts. Bob had his eyes focused solidly on the door through which the woman he was meeting would come. As the rush of people thinned, he began to become somewhat paniced, fearing that perhaps, at the last moment, she had reconsidered, and had chosen not to come. As his trained eyes anxiously scanned every woman, he felt sure that something along that sort was true. When all of a sudden, a petite, equally anxious-looking woman poked through the gate, quickly searching for the man she was about to meet. And as if fate was shining down upon them, their eyes met as both Jill and Bob had their first glances at one another. "Hello, Jill, I'm Bob, " was his immediate greeting as he moved towards her. And with that she replied, "It is wonderful to meet you Bob," as she moved in to allow the two to embrace each other, almost as though they had been old friends reuniting after a separation. As they stood there in each others' arms, Bob's anxiety completely vanished, now that he had a face to place to the woman he had gotten to know so well over the last few months. And Jill's mind was also put to ease, now that the long journey had concluded in a warm and wonderful way. As they disembraced, Bob handed her a wrapped bouquet of flowers, which she promptly opened. Inside were one dozen log-stemmed red roses, a fitting welcome for such an occasion. She was absolutely delighted at the thoughtfulness, and the fact that roses were always her favourite. "Thank you, Bob, they're beautiful," she exclaimed as he saw how much she liked them. Bob was equaly thrilled with her surprise, and how she had reacted. Again, they moved together, lips meeting in what would be the first of many such warm kisses that would follow. Following this passionate exchange, Bob suggested that they obtain Jill's luggage, and upon doing so, they left the terminal, ready to embark upon the exciting days ahead. Once in Bob's car, with luggage in the trunk, and his beautiful friend at his side, they proceeded to make their way into traffic while both Bob and Jill exchanged small talk, and generally got a lot more comfortable in each others' presence. This day had been anticipated by both for what had seemed an eternity; however the two had been electronically correspondiing for only about 6 months. Bob had planned to take Jill up to his friend's cottage which was situated up in Manitoba's Whiteshell region, an area known worldwide for its astonishing beauty and relative serenity. There the two would be free of the hustle and bustle both were accustomed to, and there they would be able to fully explore and enjoy their fetish thoroughly. As Jill had already endured a 6 hour plane journey, Bob asked if she was hungry. "Famished!," was Jill's reply, so the couple stopped alongside the highway at a diner nearing the edge of the city. Once inside, Bob suggested the two split a dinner of lasagna, an item this particular establishment was reknowned for. As they awaited their meal, Bob asked Jill typical questions that one would ask someone they felt they had known for a long time, yet had only been introduced to only recently. Would she enjoy the quiet beauty of the lakeside cottage? Would she enjoy canoeing, hiking, some quiet fishing, etc? Or did she have anything else in mind for their brief holiday? Jill exclaimed that she was thrilled at the idea of being almost thrust into total isolation with the man she had grown so close to, and she looked forward to experiencing all of those activities, and perhaps, even some other sensual ones. With that response, Bob read a sense of adventure, and even some lust, in Jill's eyes as she smiled and looked totally immersed in her new-found man. And with that, the sumptuous meal arrived, and both Jill and Bob dined on a hearty feast of noodles, cheese, sauce, and meat. As the two were finishing up, there suddenly appeared a look upon Jill's face that Bob was quick to understand. She appeared to be taking shallow, rapid breaths through her nostrils, and releasing them in such a way as to not release an unprotected, and undesirable sneeze. Bob read her expression, fully aware of what was about to take place. Jill valiantly attempted to hold back the tickle, which had now approached the point where she knew there was no turning back this time. She scrounged her face in every conceivable way possible, trying to make the sensation in her nose vanish, but she knew her efforts would soon be in vain. She desperately fumbled through her handbag, searching for a tissue that could at least allow her exhalations to be muffled, but time was against her. As she felt the cringe of her nostrils filling with air, she proceeded to turn away from Bob and the table, and with her body bent over slightly, expelled a thorough, albeit deliately feminine sneeze, which was promptly followed by a second. Feeling relief, she sat up, and apologetically muttered "excuse me" as her nose settled down. Looking at Bob, she noticed that his interest in her sneezes was intense, and she noted a very satisfied facial expression settling over his face. And membering their previous conversations, she felt very at ease, and almost in a state of ecstasy, as she and Bob finished up on their feast prior to getting back on the road. Once settled onto the highway for the two-hour journey into the Canadian Shield, both Jill and Bob settled in for more conversation, and to get a better idea of who they both were. As topics varied from how excitingly beautiful the scenery was to what activities were to lie ahead, the one aspect of their conversation seemed to revolve back to Jill's sneezing in the restaurant. "You are absolutely charming when you're sneezing, and I find you very appealing," was Bob's response. Jill, who from her past e-mail chats, knew how much Bob appreciated seeing and experiencing the sneezing of a woman, and to that she replied, " Well, I can't wait to see you in the same situation, Bob!" And with that response, both Bob and Jill were onto the same wavelength. Their brief vacation together would be highlighted by the two enjoying their fetish together. Once the long journey into the pine forests and lake country concluded, the two found themsleves in front of a secluded, yet quaint cottage overlooking a crystal-blue lake fronted by jack-pines and rugged granite rocks. Jill could hardly believe how incredibly awesome the scenery was, given that almost the only mental picture anyone from Boston had of Canada was one of never-ending snow, intense cold, and perhaps the sighting of the occasional Eskimo. Much to her surprise, none of those were evident here, and what she saw literally took her breath away. Once settled into the cottage, Bob suggested that they embark on a canoe ride around the area, just to get a feeling for their surroundings. Upon the subtle dipping of the paddles, they were treated to the melodious sounds of several loons, and even got a short but unrestricted view of a bull moose, who upon seeing humans, promptly hustled back into the woods. The evening sunset was fast upon them, and Jill and Bob made their way back to the dock, and after a tremendously satisfying ride, hoisted the canoe out of the lake and then proceeded to make their way into the cottage. Once inside, Jill began to prepare a simple late night snack of crackers and some cold-cuts while Bob slowly managed to get a roaring fire crackling in the fireplace. Once everything was prepared, the two snuggled onto the old chesterfield to savour their snack. After a most delectable meal, the two got to fondling each other, gently caressing one another while getting very comfortable on the couch. As this was proceeding, once again Jill's nose bagan to give her tingles which indicated that something strong was bothering her nostrils. The tingling was more akin to her allergies she had to dust and mould, and she knew right away that she would soon be sneezing uncontrollably. She told Bob, "I think I am going to sneeze!" Upon hearing this, Bob immediately changed his caresses to more of a massaging motion using his palms and strong hands, beginning with her shoulders and slowly making his way down over her chest, her breasts, and stomach. By now the urge to sneeze was overwhelming, and Jill knew it was best not to withhold it any longer. Her only fear was that an exceptionally long fit would overcome her, and that maybe Bob would be less than excited by it. "Aaaaasheeewoo!" was the resulting first sneeze which emanted form Jill's feircely tingling nose. And the result would be many more dainty, but very audible wet sneezes as her allergy to dust was aggravated by the heavy concentrations which were in the cottage, seeing as it had not been used in several months. "AAAAaaacheeeeww," she sniffed as one sneeze only seemed to bring on the next, barely allowing her to chance to catch her breath. Add to this the fact that her nose had begun to run freely, and the situation was almost at the point where she was completely helpless. As all this was occuring, Bob paid solid attention to his friend, and how majestic her sneezing made her look. At this point, Bob gave up trying to hinder his feelings any further, and promptly offered Jill some tissues her found in the bathroom. Upon her being able to blow her nose, the sneezing fit subsided somewhat, but every minute or so, she felt the sensation deep inside her nostrils signalling the next sneeze, and sneeze she did. Once some form of control was re-established, and once Jill managed to regain her breath, Bob promptly began to undress both Jill and himself as they still remained on the chesterfield. Once stripped, Bob continued his massaging motions all over Jill's body, stopping only to smother her with kisses extending all the way down from her cheeks down to her ankles. This thrilled Jill greatly, who incidently, was still firing off sneeze after sneeze, albeit with slightly more control. The passion that the two had chatted about for months was finally coming to pass. As Bob delighted with watching Jill inhale, then make gentle faces while trying to hold back the inevitable, he slowly mad his way into her in what would be an awesome, yet beautiful sexual encounter for both of them. As Bob penetrated Jill's cunny, she let out a shrill of pure ectasy as the two made wonderful, slow, and beautiful sex. Between pulses, Jill still had some slight irritation in her nose, just enough to delicately sneeze onto Bob, while at the same time managing to achieve her own orgasms. The follies continued until both Bob and Jill moaned with delight, upon which Jill's sneezing somehow abated, and the two happy friends slowly drifted off to sleep in each others' arms, still in front of the roaring fire. As daylight broke, Bob awoke, still under the snug blankets that surrounded both Jill and himself. She was still slumbering, and Bob chose to quietly admire her in her sleep. Jill looked so comfortable, and at the same time, Bob desperately wanted to wake her, simply so the two could enjoy the magical serenity of this sunrise as it slowly came up, illuminating the lake and all its surroundings in warm golden light. However, she peacefully slept, until finally she began to come to, only to find Bob's warm smile greeting her. "Good morning, honey," Bob whispered to his awakening friend. "Oh Bob, thank you for the wonderful night!" was Jill's reply. And with that, breakfast followed, and the two were ready to spend the last day of their brief time together. The day was clear, warm, and literally perfect for two lovers enjoying the great outdoors. Jill and Bob spent the day hiking through the granite hills, canoeing, and swimming in the pristine waters of the crystal-blue lake. Later that afternoon, sensing a chance to heat things up a bit, Jill stopped to pick some wildflowers growing along the lakeside. Normally, this would be nothing unusual, but given Jill's varied allergies, the strong scent of such flowers was sure to cause her nose to act up a bit. Taking a strong sniff to savour the fresh, sweet smell, Jill immediately sensed that familiar tingle high in her nasal passages. And she knew what that meant. Therefore, she repeatedly sniffed in the aroma of the wildflowers until the tingle approached that of being uncontrollable. With Bob acutely aware of what was happening, she built up a first and solid sneeze that almost didn't want to release itself. However, as she knew from all her allergic experiences, it was only a matter of time. One more deep sniff, and the ball was rolling. "Iiiiitttcheeeewww," she sneezed as the tickle and tingle grew unstoppable. And as all her allergy sneezes were, they came fast and furious, sledom without more than a few seconds in between. Bob grabbed her, and suggested that they sit down on the dock, thus allowing her a rest from all the anguish her body was going through. As her sneezes continued, she frantically searched her jean pockets, but only managed to find one tissue, which she needly badly by this point. Sitting there, Bob raced back up to the cottage, returning with the tissue box, and also several blankets, and two pillows. Jill, breathless and still sneezing wildly, grasped onto his idea immediately. And as was the cast the previous evening, the two becam one on the dock, engaging in beautiful sex that was the most satisfying either had ever known. With almost complete seclusion from the outside world, the idea of making love surrounded by the awesome natural setting was a wonderful one. Bob thrust himself upon the still-sneezing Jill, whose beauty was magnified several times by her stunning aura while sniffling and sneezing. Again, the slow enetration of Bob into Jill was magnificent and totally engulfing. As the two enjoyed the lust on the secluded dock, the sounds of the continuous melody of nature surrounded them, adding to their experience. And as Jill's allergies abated, the two began to relax moreso, and again following a wonderful session, drifted off to sleep as the waves slowly lapped against the dock. Awakening, Jill awoke Bob in time for the two to enjoy a barbeque of steak and grilled vegetables, then the two had to face the prospect of leaving this majestic setting for the trip back into the city. Jill had only travelled over a three-day break, and Bob also was scheduled to be on shift the following day back at the fire station. Thus, their introductory holiday was nearing an end, but as they savoured the enery back into Winnipeg, both Jill and Bob chatted continuously about how wonderful their introduction had been, and how desperately much they intended to paln thier holidays so that the two could reunite, this time on Jill's home turf, in the Boston area. As was always the case, the time had vanished all too quickly, and the passion that had been created was going to burn brightly in the days to come. Finally, as the two prepared to part at the gate before Jill boarded her flight home, Bob again presented her with a beautiful dozen loong-stemmed red roses. As the two gazed into each others' eyes, no words needed to be said. A final embrace was heartfelt, warm and very long. "I love you very much Jill, and I will count the moments until we can be together again." "Thank you, Bob, for the wonderful meeting we've had, and I can't wait to see you again." And with that, the final call for the flight prompted Jill through the gate, leaving Bob with one final glance of the stunning beauty who was now part of his life....