My First Night
had to admit she had been a little nervous when she’d first found
out that Terry was from the city.
Amy had been born and raised in the country, and she hadn’t
known what to expect from her new roommate.
So when Terry had walked in, clad in leather from head to toe,
Amy didn’t know what to think.
Yet as the day went on, despite their differences in fashion
tastes, the girls found that they weren’t all that different.
Terry was more outgoing than shy Amy, but otherwise they had a
lot in common.
their first night together approached, the girls paused in their
unpacking and Terry brought out a bottle of red wine she had snuck
into the dorm. Even though alcohol was not permitted in freshman
housing, Terry convinced Amy to have a glass.
As the wine warmed their bodies, the new friends settled in and
traded stories of growing up, ex-boyfriends, and other bits of pieces
of background. But during
one of Terry’s stories, Amy felt her nose begin to itch. It was a
sure sign that her allergy medication was wearing off. Unfortunately, she had not got around to unpacking her
medication and she had no idea which box those pills were in. She decided to just try and deal and pretend that nothing was
happening, but it was early Fall and the pollen count seamed to be
through the roof.
Amy could feel her eyes getting
watery and her nose growing stuffy.
She felt a first sneeze begin to form.
She tried to casually run her finger back and forth across the
underside of her nose to calm the itch. She hated to sneeze in the
presence of others; especially in front of someone she had just met
that day. The motion did
little to suppress her building urge to sneeze, and Amy found that she
had no choice but to stifle it: “Itchee”.
The sneeze squeaked out, and Terry blessed her, passing her a
box of tissues.
“Are you OK?“ Terry asked.
“Just my allergies,” Amy
answered in a stuffy voice.
was music to Terry’s ears. Unbeknownst to Amy, her roommate had
always had a “thing” for sneezing. Terry knew that the evening had
just gotten a whole lot better.
two girls were on their third glass of wine and they were still
swapping stories. Terry
continued to find great pleasure in her roommate’s misery. Amy had
been sneezing all night, even though she stifled every one of them.
At some point, while Amy was telling a story about her senior
prom, she suddenly let out a sneeze in mid-sentence: “Eetchooee!”
“You have the cutest little
sneeze,” Terry said, catching Amy off guard.
“I have what?” Amy asked. She
could feel her face turning red from embarrassment.
“You have a cute sneeze,”
Amy didn’t know what to say
apart from: “That’s not how I really sneeze. Trust me, with a nose
this size, my sneezes usually aren’t so quiet.”
Amy had always hated her nose –
almost as much as the sneezes that came out of it.
It was long and thin, and her nostrils made perfect little
triangles under it. Objectively speaking, it was a fairly attractive
nose. In her mind, though, it was huge.
“Well, what do your sneezes
really sound like?” Terry asked.
“They’re lot louder,“ Amy
“Hmm. How about you let me hear
one, and I’ll judge for myself?”
“I can’t just sneeze on
command! Their involuntary,” Amy protested.
“I bet you a month of laundry
that I could make you sneeze,” Terry grinned.
“Are you kidding?” Amy asked,
embarrassed by even the thought of it.
“What are you, chicken” Terry
asked, trying to get Amy’s goat.
“You’re on,” Amy said,
wondering what she had just gotten herself into.
“Okay, get on your bed and lie
back.” Amy did as she was told, and Terry climbed onto the bed and
straddled her. “Now just relax and let me do all the work.”
had at hand a long grey feather that she had pulled from a feather
duster. She slowly slid it back and forth across the underside of
Amy’s nose, instructing her to inhale deeply. Amy obeyed. She could
feel dust as well as small pieces of the feather flood her nostrils,
which flared widely in response. Terry then began to take the feather
and pet Amy’s long nose with it, softly running the tickly plume
down each side.
was amazed that this was even happening – this series of events was
straight out of her most secret fantasies!
As her mind drifted she found herself slowly sliding her free
hand down the front of the drawstring pants that she slept in. Her
fingers touched the soft flap of skin that made up the opening of her vulva.
Terry let out a soft moan, just
enough to get Amy’s attention
“Terry what are you doing?”
Amy asked softly.
The question surprised Terry, and
brought her back to reality. She quickly pulled her hand from her
pants and returned to tickling Amy’s nose.
“I had an itch, that’s
all,” Terry said. She could feel blood rushing to her face.
“Do you want me to get that
itch for you?” Amy asked, a smile coming to her face.
couldn’t believe what she heard. She was so surprised that all she
could do was shake her head yes.
Amy reached forward and slowly pulled the string on Terry’s
drawstring pants. For a
moment Terry forgot what she was doing, but then she returned the
feather to the underside of Amy’s nose.
Amy slowly slid the tips of her fingers around Terry’s labia
as Terry let out another soft moan. She began to rock her hips with the motion of Amy’s
fingers. The feather
slowly slipped away from Amy’s nose again.
Amy giggled, saying: “It looks
like I’m going to win this bet.”
“That’s what you think,”
She took a lock of her long black
hair and slowly began to tickle it up Amy’s right nostril. She slipped it deep up her nose and Amy could feel Terry’s
soft hair brush against the side of her nostril as it tickled the fine
little hairs that lined its wall.
Terry slowly began to twist the hair around up inside her
roommate’s nose, searching for just the right spot to make her
sneeze. Amy’s eyes
filled with tears and her nose got so runny that she had to sniffle.
She could feel the sneeze beginning to form in the back of her
nose, and the tickle quickly became unbearable.
even through all of this, Amy’s only thought was to pleasure her new
friend, so she softly tickled her finger against Terry’s clitoris.
Amy could feel a huge explosion
building, and for the first time in her life she wanted to sneeze –
to really sneeze. “Ahhh… AAHHhhh…” The sneeze began to
take form, and Terry rocked her hips faster in anticipation of it.
“Come on baby you can do it,”
Terry encouraged her.
“HHHAAAA… AHHH… AAAAHHHHH…”
Amy could feel it come, a sneeze like none she had never experienced
sneeze seemed to take everything out of Amy as Terry collapsed in bed
next to her. She handed
Amy a tissue so that she could blow her nose and said: “It looks
like you have some laundry to do.”
Amy just smiled and said,
“Maybe it can wait ‘til tomorrow.”