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Jon and I have been friends for almost 4 years now. He is an angel.

The other night he took me out just for a good time down town. It was the most

wonderful evening. Jon and I had just finished the most romantic dinner of the

year at the most intimate restaurant in the city. Everything was perfect. And

here's the best part...

After dinner, we grabbed our coats and made our way to the door, happy as

clams. Jon put his arm around me and showed me to a waiting area just to the

side. There was a big window facing the street, a short, wodden bench and a

telephone booth. A quiet, little, get-away place. As it was late, there was no one

else in the room but us. Perfect. Jon glanced around with this mischievous look

on his face. He took my hand and climbed into the phonebooth. I followed suit.

The two of us barely fit inside, but we managed. I could only imagine what he had

up his sleeve at this point.

He gently wrapped his arms around me. All I could do was look in his eyes

and smile. Those beautiful, hazel eyes...

He said,"You know, I miss when we used to sit around for hours and just talk

to eachother."

(Yeah, like we're just going to talk.)

He went on. "I think tonight we're going to have a little fun."

(Oh no... He wouldn't...)

He reached into his coat pochet and pulled out a little bottle.

(He would.)

One little fact about Jon I had not failed to notice was that he had this

terrible allergy to perfume. Most would set him off in a long, helpless fit of

sneezes. And tonight, this saint was going to put himself through this just for

me. In a phonebooth, no less. in a room tucked away where no one but me could

enjoy them. No, I couldn't.

"You don't have to..." I said.

He just smiled and nodded his head.

I still protested, "OK, and What if you aren't able to stop?"

He beamed. "I'm not worried."

He took the cap off the bottle and handed it to me.

"Okay..." I pointed the bottle upwards and sprayed a light mist into the air.

Jon inhaled sharply, almost energetically. Like people do when they're

camping and they've just woken up for the morning. He looked down at me. He

touched my cheek. I love how that feels. He traced his fingers around the lines

of my face.

"I love you." He said.

"I love you too"

He leaned in close. I kissed him. I kissed him like I had been waiting to do

all night. He held my face in his hands. Then I felt him stiffen. He straightened

up. His mouth dropped and his eyes struggled to stay open.

"Ahhh....ahh....." *sniff* He sighed.

I put my head on his chest.

"Why do you do this to yourself?" I asked.

"For ahhh.....for you.....ahh....ahhhh.....ETCHOOO!! ACHHOOOOO!!"

I could feel his whole body shake with his sneezes. His were so powerful, he

would just tremble every time, he was so helpless, like there was nothing he could

do except let himself sneeze. He sniffed again. He was so adorable.

"You're so cute like that."

He tried to reply but the feeling was just too strong for him.

"Ahhh....ahhh....ehhhh....ETCHHOOOO!! CHOOO!! ACHHOOOOO!!" *sniff*

Well, I was beyond my self at this point, I would have been perfectly content

to go home and just 'talk' with my best friend in the whole world, but I guess

he had other ideas. I leaned against him and just stood there with my arms around

his neck. He stiffened up again. I looked up at him just in time to see him do that

look. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. His breath hitched.

"Ahhhh....ahh...ahhh.......I can feel it, it's right there....ehhhh....." He froze.

It was stuck. He relaxed. "If I don't sneeze this out, it's going to drive me nuts."

Not needing to be asked twice, I reached for the bottle. Once again, I sprayed

a light mist into the air. His nose twitched nervously.

"Ahhhh......AHHHHHH....AHHH...AHCHHOOOOOO!! CHOOOO!! ETCHHOOOOO!!!" After those

last sneezes Jon nearly fell onto me. He put one hand up on the wall to brace

himself and pulled me in close with the other.

"Ahhh....ahhh...ahhhhh....EPCHHOOOO!! AHCHHHOOOOOO!!! CHHOOOO!! CHHOOO!! Ahhh...

ahhhhh......EPCHHOOOOO!!"

I couldn't take my eyes off of him. One sneeze right after the other. He

couldn't help himself. He trembled again and again, this tickle just would not go

away. Then, oh, you won't believe this, in the reflection of the glass, I saw the

hostess come around the corner. I caught Jon's attention and nodded to where the

woman was. We were both thinking the same thing: To be caught in this kind of

situation was not high on our fun list. The woman walked toward the booth, Jon

threw his hand over his mouth and nose in a attempt to stiffle the next bout of

sneezes.

"Not now." I mouthed at him. The woman was now less than 3 feet away with her back

turned to us.

"I can't....hehhh-" I began rubbing the bridge of his nose. (I heard somewhere this

works.) "Thanks." Said Jon, nasily. I turned my attention to the woman who still

had her back to us. She had taken out her cell phone and was now trying to get

ahold of someone who apparently was late, but then Jon...

"Oh no...." He just couldn't stop this one. "Ehhhh...."

Thankfully, the woman's contact had bad reception and the woman started talking

louder into her phone. "YOU'RE WHERE?..."

Jon began stiffling as best he could. "Ehhh....ehttch! etchuhh! etchuhh!"

I looked back and forth between Jon and the woman.

"...FIFTEEN MINUTES AGO!..."

"Ehhhh.....ehh....atchuhh! ahchoo! ehchuh!"

"33RD.....NO, 33RD AND BROADWAY!"

"Ahhhh....oh, this is never...ahh...never going to stop....ahhh...choo! etchuh!"

"YOU ARE? MAYBE IT WAS 36TH!"

"Etchuh! ahhh....ehhh.....ehttch!"

I found this whole ordeal very funny at the time. (And still do.) Maybe it was the

look on his face, maybe it was the fact that we were so near to being caught, but

it was all very humorous to me. Wedged between the wall and poor, sneezy Jon, I

actually began laughing, but as quietly as I could. Even now, imagining what we

must have looked like tickles me to death. Soon later, the woman hung up and left.

Jon and I nearly fell out of the phonebooth, myself laughing as hard as I could.

(30 minutes later)

We're in his car, I'm driving because you-know-who is STILL sneezing.

"I can't believe she never saw us."

"EhCHOOO!!"

"I told you, you wouldn't be able to stop."

"Rehhhh.... rub it in....AHCHOOO!!"

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  • 4 years later...

Can I just say... WOW! That was absolutely amazing and so beautifully written. I loved it, and the description of the sneezes were absolutely fantastic. I loved the way in which you wrote the desperate attempts not to be caught and I so empathised with your female character and her giggling at the whole situation. That whole aspect added such a degree of realism to the story, it was pure genuis!

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Whew, Kate! Welcome to the forum! That was wonderful :drool: And the location of all of it was incredibly sexy and fun. Don't I wish it was me in that phone booth! :-P

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  • 1 month later...

I love his willingness to indulge and how this was written! Brilliant! Thanks for sharing! ;)

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  • 1 year later...

This is, by far, one of my favorite stories. The beginning is so sweet, the middle so spicy (epecially when you describe his body trembling with each sneeze) and the end was funny and daring. All in all a great story!

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omg. that was amazing! i love the suspense you build up. and ilove how it's in 1st person, makes me feel like im that lucky lady. this was great. i would love to have a bf with allergies!

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Hehehehehehehe...ah. This was great. I will say this though. Before I started reading this I scolled down and stoped on the last few lines of the story. (Don't ask me why. I really don't know.) I read the whole part where it said how he couldn't stop sneezing. And I was like. Hmmm...intresting. I need to now why?

So as i was reading this...my mind was all over the fact that they were in a phonebooth and that there was a bottle of perfume. I was like...he's gonna drop it, its gonna spill everywhere, and somehow they are going to get stuck in there for a good long time. (I assumed this cause I read something breifly of about a woman not seeing them.) Anyway. That idea would have been funny. But I love the idea and exectution of this story way more.

Thank you for posting this...though I doubt you will read it...cause...well...its from 2004. LOL ^_^ Nonetheless thank you.

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