Sneezy Alex

I have some big personal issues Right now Which Are too big to get into Detail. To make it Short its about the Healthness of a Family member.

Someone Rich enough here to financially help out a Little Bit in This Situation and it Doesnt hurt the Person financially ? Everything would help Right now.

I would be so thankful and could maybe give back some custom stuff.

Sophie was stunning—athletic, long brown hair, big tits, always with a mischievous smile on her face. Her confidence had always drawn me in, but there was one thing I’d never dared to share with her: my sneezing fetish. It was my little secret, something I was too embarrassed to reveal. Still, I couldn’t help noticing the way she occasionally glanced at me during one of my sneezing fits. Once, after I sneezed eleven times in a row, she’d chuckled and said, “That’s kind of adorable.” That one comment had stuck with me, but I’d never found the courage to say anything more.

One day, as we were out on patrol, I decided it was now or never. Sophie had just had a sneezing fit—an impressive 13 sneezes in a row. I noted it down for our contest, but my heart was racing.

“Sophie,” I began hesitantly. “Can I tell you something personal? But please promise you won’t be mad or feel weird about it.”

She gave me a curious look. “Of course. What’s up?”

I took a deep breath. “I… I think your sneezing is really attractive. Like, incredibly hot. I know it’s weird, but I wanted to be honest with you.”

For a moment, the car was filled with silence. My pulse was pounding in my ears as I waited for her reaction. Then, to my surprise, she let out a short laugh and said matter-of-factly, “Well, then you’re in luck with me.”

I blinked, stunned. “Wait, really?”

She smirked. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” We could‘ve played around with it in bed. Our sex is Great but that makes it Even more interesting.

Her words lifted a weight off my chest. The atmosphere between us shifted, becoming charged with a new kind of energy. About an hour later, we parked for a quick break, and Sophie started sneezing again. This time, I wasn’t just counting; I was completely captivated. After the eleventh sneeze, I suddenly felt her hand on my thigh.

She grinned slyly. “Just checking if you were telling the truth.”

That evening, we met at my place. I introduced her to a powder called Chhinkni, something I’d come across by chance. Sophie, always curious and adventurous, agreed to try it. As she undressed to get comfortable, I couldn’t take my eyes off her—she was breathtaking.

“Alright,” she said with a playful grin after sniffing the powder. “I think this is about to get intense.”

It didn’t take long. Within seconds, she started sneezing—ten times, then fifteen, then twenty in rapid succession. She laughed between sneezes, commenting on how strong the effect was, but I could tell she was enjoying it just as much as I was. When the fit subsided, she looked at me with a teasing smile and went for another dose, launching into another record-breaking sneezing spree. That night was unforgettable, easily one of the best experiences of my life.

It was a rainy afternoon when I decided to call the customer service of an online bookshop to check on an order. After a brief wait, a friendly female voice answered on the other end of the line: “Good afternoon, how can I help you?”

I explained my issue, and she started entering my details into her system. While she worked, there was a moment of silence. Suddenly, I heard two quick sneezes in succession.

“Excuse me!” she said quickly, sounding a bit embarrassed.

“Bless you,” I replied politely. A few seconds passed, and then I heard three more sneezes, almost like a little series. Once again, she apologized.

“Bless you—again!” I said with a smile. I could sense how uncomfortable she felt as she tried to continue speaking, but her voice sounded strained, as if she needed to sneeze again.

It was as though she was fighting an invisible force. Finally, after a noticeable pause in her breathing, she couldn’t hold back anymore and sneezed twice in a row.

“I’m so sorry!” she said again, this time almost sounding desperate. Her voice was slightly muffled, and I could imagine her trying to regain control of the situation.

“No problem,” I said reassuringly. “Bless you. Are you dealing with a cold or allergies?”

She sighed softly and explained, “No, this is totally normal for me. Once I start sneezing, I just can’t stop. My family and friends always tease me about it.” As she spoke, I could hear her struggling against another sneeze. It sounded almost like a “false alarm,” stopping at the last second.

“I know exactly what you mean,” I said. “The same thing happens to me! Sometimes it just won’t stop, and I completely understand how uncomfortable it can be.” She chuckled quietly, but I could tell she was beginning to feel a bit less self-conscious. “How many times do you usually sneeze in a row?” I asked curiously.

“Usually at least ten to fifteen times,” she said, and once again, I heard her suppressing a sneeze. “Sometimes even more.”

“Well, then there are still a few to go,” I joked. “I’ll jot down some notes in the meantime. Take your time and let it pass. Oh, and if it won’t come out—looking at bright light often helps. It works for me every time.”

She thanked me, and I heard her take a deep breath. A few seconds later, the first sneeze came, then the second and third, followed by an entire series. I heard soft sniffles, and after a brief pause, it happened again: ten, eleven, twelve—I counted silently until the fifteenth sneeze. Finally, it was quiet again.

“That’s all of them now,” she said, sounding relieved.

“Bless you—for all fifteen sneezes,” I said with a laugh. “Shall we continue now?”

“Yes, thank you for your patience,” she replied, and I could hear the smile in her voice. The rest of the call went smoothly, except for two more sneezes, which no longer seemed to bother her. She was more relaxed, and we discussed everything we needed to.

As we wrapped up, I said, “The next time I have a sneezing fit, I’ll definitely think of this conversation.”

She laughed warmly. “Thank you for your understanding—this has been such a pleasant call. Have a great day!”

I have a question. A few months ago I thought about doing an only fans for like ‚spicy‘ content with reference to sneezing.

I‘m just interested if anybody would’ve paid some money for stuff like that ?

I‘m just curious because I never did it but would’ve loved to see the result.