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Sneezing Desires - part 2
You wake up next to Dexter, feeling the warmth of his body against yours. A smile spreads across your face as you remember the passionate night you shared. The candles in the room have burned low, casting soft shadows on the walls and creating an intimate atmosphere.
Dexter stirs beside you, his chest rising and falling with each breath. Reaching out, you trace a finger along his jawline, feeling the scratch of stubble against your fingertips. He opens his eyes and smiles at you.
‘Good morning,’ he whispers.
‘Morning,’ you reply, leaning in to kiss him softly on the lips.
Dexter pulls you closer, deepening the kiss. His hands roam over your body, exploring every curve and crevice. You can feel his arousal growing against your thigh, and your own desire begins to build.
Pulling away from the kiss, you look into Dexter’s eyes and say, ‘I want you to make me sneeze again.’
A hungry look appears in his eyes as he nods his agreement. He reaches for a tissue box on the nightstand and pulls out a few sheets. Folding them carefully, he creates a small, pointed tip.
‘Are you ready?’ he asks, holding the tissue up to your nose.
You nod, taking a deep breath in anticipation. Dexter gently tickles your nose with the tissue, and you feel the familiar sensation building inside you. Your eyes water, and you try to stifle a giggle as the first sneeze escapes your lips.
‘Ah-choo!’
Dexter grins at you before moving closer, his lips hovering just above yours. ‘Again,’ he whispers.
You nod, taking another deep breath as Dexter tickles your nose once more. This time, the sneeze is stronger, and you feel it ripple through your body.
‘Ah-CHOO!’
As the sound of your sneeze echoes in the room, Dexter kisses you deeply, letting your sneezes land on his neck and chest. His hands roam over your body, exploring every inch of your skin as he continues to tickle your nose.
With each sneeze, you grow more aroused, the sensation of Dexter’s lips on your skin sending shivers down your spine. You can feel his hardness pressing against you, and you know that he’s just as turned on as you are.
Dexter whispers dirty talk in your ear, telling you how turned on he is by your sneezes and how much he desires you. His words send a jolt of electricity through your body, making you even more eager to explore this newfound intimacy between you.
You encourage Dexter to be more dominant, showing your growing trust and comfort with him. He takes control, guiding you onto your back and kissing his way down your body. His lips trace a path along your collarbone, down your breastbone, and finally to your nipples.
As he teases your nipples with his tongue and teeth, you arch your back, moaning in pleasure. Dexter’s hands roam lower, exploring the curves of your hips and the softness of your thighs. He pauses at the apex of your legs, his fingers tracing circles around your wet center.
You look into his eyes, silently begging him to enter you. Dexter smiles, knowing exactly what you want, and slowly slides inside you. You gasp as he fills you completely, your body responding to his every thrust.
The room is filled with the sounds of your passionate lovemaking – the slap of skin on skin, the moans of pleasure, and the occasional sneeze from Dexter’s continued tickling. You feel more alive than you have in years, completely surrendering to the moment and the connection between you.
As your climax approaches, Dexter whispers in your ear, ‘I don’t want this night to end.’
You look into his eyes and see the truth in his words. This night has been transformative, bringing you closer together and revealing a depth of feeling that neither of you expected.
With one final thrust, you both reach your peak, your bodies shuddering with pleasure as you cry out in unison. As your orgasms subside, Dexter collapses onto you, his heart pounding against yours.
You lie there for a moment, catching your breath and savoring the intimacy between you. Finally, Dexter rolls off of you, pulling you close and kissing you deeply.
‘I don’t want this night to end either,’ you admit.
Dexter smiles at you, his eyes filled with a mix of desire and tenderness. ‘Then let’s not let it end just yet.’
With that, he wraps his arms around you, holding you close as you drift off to sleep in each other’s embrace. The candles continue to burn low, casting soft shadows on the walls and creating an intimate atmosphere for your dreams.
As you lie next to Dexter, still tangled in each other’s arms, he looks into your eyes and says softly, ‘I want to explore this with you more.’ His fingers trace gentle patterns on your bare shoulder. ‘Not just the sneeze fetish, but everything else too. I want to know every part of you.’ You feel a warmth spread through your body at his words. ‘Me too,’ you whisper, leaning in to kiss him. Your lips meet in a tender, slow kiss that deepens as your passion ignites once more. Dexter’s hands slide down your back, over the curve of your hips and around to your stomach. He pulls you closer, until there’s no space between your bodies. You can feel his hardness pressing against your thigh, and a thrill runs through you at the thought of what’s to come. Breaking the kiss, Dexter looks into your eyes. ‘I want to see you sneeze again,’ he says, his voice low and husky. ‘But this time, I want you to do it yourself.’ Your heart races at the suggestion. You’ve never done this on your own before, but with Dexter by your side, you feel a newfound confidence. Nodding, you reach for the feather that still lies on the bedside table. Taking a deep breath, you begin to rub the feather gently against your nose. It tickles immediately, sending shivers down your spine. You close your eyes and focus on the sensation, letting yourself become lost in it. With each stroke of the feather, the urge to sneeze grows stronger. ‘That’s it,’ Dexter whispers encouragingly. ‘Just let it happen.’ As you continue to tease your nose with the feather, you feel a building pressure in your sinuses. Your eyes water, and you know that the first sneeze is imminent. You open your mouth, ready to let it out, when Dexter leans in close and whispers in your ear, ‘I want to feel your sneezes on my skin.’ The thought sends a jolt of excitement through you, and suddenly, you can’t hold back any longer. The first sneeze erupts from deep within you, exploding out of your mouth and onto Dexter’s neck. He gasps at the sensation, his hands tightening around your waist. Encouraged by his reaction, you continue to rub the feather against your nose, letting out a series of powerful sneezes that land on Dexter’s neck, chest, and even his face. Each time you sneeze, he moans softly, his desire for you evident in every sound he makes. I can’t believe I’m doing this, but it feels so good, you think to yourself as you continue to indulge in your fetish. The combination of the tickling sensation and Dexter’s reactions is intoxicating, making you feel more alive than ever before. As your sneezes start to subside, Dexter pulls you closer, his hands roaming over your body with a newfound intensity. ‘You’re so beautiful,’ he whispers in your ear. ‘And I can’t get enough of you.’ His words send a shiver down your spine, and you feel yourself growing wet with desire. You want him, need him, more than you ever have before. Turning to face him, you say firmly, ‘I trust you. Take control.’ Dexter wastes no time in obeying your request. He flips you onto your back, his eyes burning with passion as he looks down at you. His hands slide up your thighs, pushing your legs apart as he positions himself between them. You can feel the heat of his body against yours, and your heart races in anticipation of what’s to come. With a low groan, Dexter enters you slowly, inch by inch, until he’s fully inside. You gasp at the sensation, your hands grasping his shoulders as he begins to move. His hips thrust against yours with increasing speed and force, driving you both towards the edge of pleasure. As you feel yourself approaching orgasm, Dexter leans down and whispers in your ear, ‘I’m going to make you come so hard, baby. I want to feel every inch of you.’ His words send you over the edge, and you cry out as your climax washes over you, your body shaking with pleasure. Dexter follows close behind, his own release coming in powerful waves as he buries himself deep inside you. You hold onto each other tightly, riding out the aftershocks of your shared ecstasy. As your breathing slows and your hearts return to normal, Dexter pulls you close once more, kissing you gently on the forehead. ‘I love exploring this with you,’ he whispers. ‘And I can’t wait to see where it leads us.’ You smile up at him, feeling a warmth in your chest that you’ve never experienced before. ‘Me too,’ you say softly. ‘Me too.’