"Oh, buh - boy." I breathed out slowly, trying to control the urge to sneeze. Hooking my thumbs at the waistband of my black silk boxers, I pulled the shorts down slowly, revealing first my raven tattoo, then the rounded tops of my buttocks. I could almost feel the camera lens following my hands as I pushed the shorts down, down, then let them fall in a small pool at my feet.

"Lehhh -let me get in the sh-ish-haaa! Ish-hooo!" The ceramic tiles in the shower enclosure only served to amplify my sneezing, and the last "hoo!" echoed for a few seconds before I turned the water on in a low, cleansing stream.

"Oh, by god," I said, at a volume audible over the noise of the spray. "I'b sorry, I jusd cad seeb to sdop sd -huh - sdeezig!"

As the steam began to penetrate my nose, wending its way up to my sinuses, I sneezed twice more, quick "Hishhh!" noises that I wasn't sure the camera would pick up. By that time, however, I was so desperate for the sneezing to stop, I didn't really care if Heather was recording it for posterity or not.

The shower curtain slithered forward, the rings making a sharp noise as they moved, and then Heather was in the shower with me, gloriously, wetly naked. She tilted her face up to mine, captured my bottom lip between her teeth. The sensation of her tongue running over my upper lip was enough to prompt another sneeze, bold and uncovered, and I couldn't tell if it was the spray of my sneeze or the shower itself that was hitting her shoulder.

"Ohhh." Heather's moan of pleasure was low and drawn-out, and as I watched, feeling another sneeze build, her nipples tautened into small, dark points. "Do that again."

My nose was itching so badly, I couldn't help but comply. "Huuh-uh." I lifted up a hand to cover, but Heather pulled it down, leaving me to squirm as the desire to let loose built. "I want to see it all, baby."

"Yiiih - esh-hooo! Hashh-hooo!" I obliged her with a double, following up with a wet sniffle. She groaned and reached for a washcloth draped over the curtain rod, holding it up so that I could blow my nose into it. The sense of relief I got was almost dizzying, a feeling intensified by Heather's groan of approval.

"You love id whed I sdeeze, doad you?" My blow into the washcloth had taken the edge off of my congestion, but only barely, and I knew she was aroused by the way my voice sounded when I was stuffed up.

"God, yes." She ran her fingernails lightly up the sides of my torso, sending a cascade of shivers through me. "All the time the camera was on, I was soaking wet." To emphasize her point, she took my hand and cupped it around her mons. "Just like this."

"Yeah?" I applied a bit of pressure with my fingertips, and she gasped. "I could hear you whibberig durig the filbig."

"I did not whimper," she objected, contradicting herself only a second later when my fingers found her clit, rounded and hard, and stroked it. "God, don't do that!"

"Afraid I'll bake you cub?" I sniffled again, nuzzled her breast before moving downward at a pace I hoped was slow enough to melt all of her defenses. When my lips met her navel, a cute little indentation in her softly rounded abdomen, I flicked my tongue inside, moving my hands to cup her buttocks.

"Go lower." She tried to press my head down, but I resisted.

"Wade a secod. I thig I feel adother sd- huh- sdeeze cubbig." I sniffled, rubbed my nose against her stomach. She arched toward me, tried again to press my head down.

"Y -hiiih. You have the cudesd liddle bole." I allowed my knees to bend further, traced my tongue in a circle around a small dark spot just above her triangle of pubic hair.

"Please!" Her voice shot up an octave as she heard my breath hitch, and this time, I indulged her, my mouth and nose bare centimeters from her clit as my eyes watered in anticipation.

"Guuh-hod, this is goig to be bih- uh- big." Involuntarily, my head tilted back just a bit as I inhaled one last time and grabbed her ass. "Hishkeeew!" My face burrowed into her as I sneezed hard and fast, and the sweet dampness caused me to sneeze again before I could pull back. "Huh-shhhmmm!"

"Blessss you." She sounded right near the brink of climax, and I sniffled in order to prompt one last sneeze, an explosion that I knew would trigger hers.

"Oh, guuh."

She heard my curse, felt my hesitation, and pulled me toward her. "Sneeze into me, baby."

I was pressed so tightly into her, it was difficult to draw in the necessary breath, but somehow I found just enough room to gasp, exhaling with a triple-double combination. "Huh-chhh! Hmchhh! Mmmchhh! Sniff! Ishhh-kkkhmmm! Hip-shhh!"

My last sneeze sent her over the edge, and she screamed an obscenity as she convulsed against my face. I held her against me, lapping gently with my tongue to prolong the sensation for her.

"Ohhhh...." Her voice was a mew of pleasure when she was able to speak again, and she pulled me up to a standing position.

"You liged?" I needn't have asked the question. Her eyes were glowing with contentment, and her cheeks were flushed in a way that I couldn't ascribe to the shower, which was rapidly cooling around us.

"Let me turn off the camera, and I'll show you just how much."