Late 20s, they/them. This is a blog for all the majorly horny sneeze fics and text posts I've been too shy to put out into the world thus far. There will definitely be other kinks mixed in the bunch, but sneezing is my main jam, so expect that more than anything. Everything here is probably gonna be either messy, weird, or nsfw. Probably all three at once. You've been sufficiently warned. I block all minors on sight as well as anyone without an age/age range in their bio. Will also block if you approach me about my own sneezing. I'm here for the fiction, baby.
This is so petty but it completely kills my arousal when I’m trying to jerk it to the rare (M) .wav called something like “Constant Unstoppable Sneezing (M)” and he starts talking to me 3 minutes into it. Dude! False advertising! If I wanted to hear a man speak, I would have found a podcast!
SO angry that Lucifer Hazbin doesn’t have a nose. I just can’t fully sexualize him in this unnatural state
like the wings and horns and stuff are chill and I AM so tempted just to write about him whimpering and sneezing all over himself, but lack of nose….it’s just too freakish for me
If you have drawn and/or seen art of him with a nose, PLEASE drop the link here or reblog it or tag me or SOMETHING puh-leez 🙏 I think my attempts at sexualizing him would be more successful if I had a visual….
Okay I know this isn't really the time for this but I'm trying to get over my whole "fear of being perceived as cringey" thing but you know what, that's just gonna happen anyway, so I may as well accept it! I've recently been getting into a fandom for the first time in a LONG time and there's one character in particular I really just have dreams of sexualizing. Like I just look at his nose and want to write a 500 word essay about the maniacal things it could do. I want to give half a dozen characters the fetish so they can feel things when he sneezes. I DO want him to be loved + adored eventually and write about that but he doesn't get that til after I make him unbearably miserable, heartbroken and horny. I'm kind of nervous about posting fandom stuff, but you know what! My therapist was right! I need to put myself out there! I need to follow my heart, soul and dick! I need to write and read raunchy sneeze fics about V--
just finished the last of my weed for at least a week (trying not to hyperventilate) so I’m gonna write something fuckin crazy before my sexuality goes back to that of a sea sponge
And what if I just sit in the center of a hot tub occupied by half a dozen large sneezy women that are all blessing each other and creating chaotic waves that go splashing out….what then
I was really into Chat GPT right after the South Park episode about it came out a few years ago*, and I haven’t touched it since, but today I finally logged back in to delete as much of my writing in there as possible**, and my GOD the amount of times this robot had to tell me to calm down because I was getting way way WAY too horny with talking about nose stuff….I can’t even go back and read it because I’ll have to die. It was never explicitly sexual, just had a lot of sneeze/nose/nostril detail, but it kept telling me that it was clear this was sexual for me ( the term “increasingly pornographic” was used 🥲)
I do think this is very funny but I am also reflecting on how very porn brained I have become 🧍♀️I was high a solid 80% of the time I interacted with it so my writing is mega freaky and I can’t bear to look at it yet. I asked it to make stylized pics of sneezing women and by the third “bigger nostril, bigger nose” it wouldn’t even accept the request anymore. Like I do think this is the funniest thing that could possibly happen from my brief GPT use, I’ll get screenshots when I feel less shame
*(I was new to the topic of AI and deleted the app as soon as I was educated 🫡 )
** (I know it’s too late to do much of worth but I’m gonna try to do SOMEthing)
Every now and again I get slapped with the memory of writing an arguably TAME sneeze fic on my phone while staying at my ex’s family’s house, and she said it was perverted to write about kinks in her mom’s house. Like I was writing about OCs getting whumped while sneezing, and THAT’S what made me a pervert in the eyes of a woman who drew Grunkle Stan pee kink art in the very bed we SLEPT IN!!
I’m trying (again) to be sober and the first few weeks of sobriety always give me a completely dead libido, I open docs of pornography I’ve written while high and just recoil like
But I do have several horny fics that are near completion that I’m going to post, I think it would be good to focus on finishing/fixing up a sneeze fic to post rather than starting new weird things
I 1) am staying in a hotel on my own for the first time in ages and 2) just bought a new vibe after months of only having my emergency vibrator. She has served me well but I must be moving on 🫡
Pregnant woman sneezing while nesting, kicking up dust as she moves things around, her partner insisting she take a break or let them handle it but she’s stubborn and has the energy to do it, so she keeps at it, despite having to stop every few minutes to sneeze.
You Can Sneeze As Loud as the Hell You Want When You're Making Love
Super NSFW, F sneeze, BBW, Triple Threat (big butt big boobs big nose), M/F, man who worships his wife
This fic kind of ends on a cliffhanger lol, so please....Choose Your Own Adventure for the ending
He induces her
She induces herself
Nobody's causing it, her allergic sneezes are natural and just Happen
she sneezes through giving him head
idk i just want to read about tiddies and butts and sneezes
Voting ended onOct 11, 2025
The result of the zooted writesesh mentioned here.
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It had been months since they were totally, completely alone like this. Away from thin apartment walls or the random fire engine. This cabin was a sanctuary far from any city noise or listeners.
Just as they did on every trip to the cabin, they made love everywhere. On every surface. In the shower. The bathtub. The kitchen counter. The washing machine. The rug before the fire.
In the cabin, they could make love in peace. They could fuck in peace. They could--
“HahhshIIUW!”
---sneeze in peace.
She blushed, looking down to her feet. The direction of her feet, anyway. Her breasts and belly were too big for her to get a good look. Already, he was thoroughly hypnotized by the toenail polish that glimmered in the firelight with her every step. She approached him slowly, every part of her quivering as she moved. Christ, every inch of her called to him, but her hefty ass was something special to behold.
Her sheer tank-top was oversized and offered a perfect eyeful of her dark areolas. Her nipples firmed behind the fabric.
At first, he didn’t know if she wore underwear or not. As she drew closer, her dark green panties became evident. The thin fabric could do nothing to stop the full bush that curled out of its confines.
“You’re sure?” she asked softly, hands clasped behind her back. All this did was make her perfect chest push forward. “It’s not too much?”
His twitching cock answered for him as it strained against the confines of his briefs. Immediately, a relieved smile spread across her face. Seeing her evident comfort, he drew her close to kiss. Immediately, his hands slipped beneath the waistband of her underwear. She let out a surprised little gasp, ass quaking in response to his teasings. She couldn’t help a flustered, aroused laugh as he kneaded her wide butt cheeks. He massaged them, squished them, worshipped them.
“Snf! Oh, dear, o-one moment…”
She pulled away to snatch two tissues from the box on the mantle, folding them over her nose. She wasn’t able to get a single blow out before doubling at the waist. Three big, allergic sneezes tore out of her. He had no choice but to watch her heavy breasts bounce along with her even heavier butt. The ripples in her ass cheeks alone had him sweating.
“Bless you, angel…” he said on a shivering exhale. He slowly approached her, wrapping his arms around her. He massaged her breast from behind, feeling her nipples perk through the sheer fabric of her tanktop. “Haven’t sneezed that pollen out yet?”
“hAHHsheuww!”
“Of course. My mistake. Bless you, heart.”
She sniffled dazedly, her sneezy expression making his cock twitch again. God, she was beautiful. He watched in the mirror as she took several tissues from the box. Could she feel his arousal at the sheer anticipation of the way she could never blow her nose without sneezing?
As expected, one full nose blow was interrupted by a sneeze that buckled her forward again. He sat patiently as two more tickled sneezes burst from her already irritated nose.
“Excuse me…” she sniffled, nose scrunching. “I’m--snf! I’m nearly over the worst of it…”
She paused, her nostrils fluttering with a hitch of her breath.
God, she was beautiful.
The next sneeze was stuck. He approached behind her once more, watching her expressions in the mirror. His cock pulsed between his legs, eyes traveling from her chest to her nose. She shivered as he wrapped his arms around her. He held her breast through her tank top with one hand and began to massage it. She let out a wobbly moan and met his eyes in the mirror, a look of sneezy desperation on her face. Her lashes fluttered in sync with her nostrils. He gently held her by the chin and slowly turned her head toward the hearth.
He watched, both enchanted and unbearably aroused, as her eyes locked on the glow of the fireplace. Her nostrils went wild, pulsing with the unbearable reaction that always plagued her around a bonfire, on sunny days, and during moments of bright light in a movie. Any form of light could be used as a sneeze button.
Her nostrils ran as she geared up for a sneeze. He was prepared with tissues, offering them with haste. She desperately clamped them over her nose.
She sneezed.
Good God, did she sneeze. He kept one arm around her substantial waist, her plump body quaking in his hold. The very first sneeze began to weaken the tissues.
“Ineedmore--” she pleaded before sneezing again. He was prepared, urging the abused tissues away from her messy nose. Her expression was already slacking when he pressed the new tissues to her face. Her bottom, chest and belly bounced with the force of a sudden onslaught of snagging breaths.
“Heh--! H-Hehhh--!”
He held her as she hitched, and hitched, and hitched…before finally losing the sneeze.
“Poor angel…” he cooed, prepared with new tissues when she pulled her current ones away. She gasped as he folded the tissues over her nose himself, beginning to tidy the mess her allergies had made. He began to massage her nostrils through the tissues. Her breath hitched, nostrils pulsing against his hold. Despite the ticklish reaction, she leaned into his contact. Her overworked nose was comforted by the touch, especially with the remaining sneezes in her system.
He increased the pressure of her nostril massage. Her breath started to hitch. Her running nostrils soaked the tissues he held in no time. “Th-That tickles, sweetheart…”she warned, locking eyes with him in the mirror.
His free hand began to slide into her panties. He found her awaiting clitoris like an old friend. She shivered, nostrils flaring with a heavy sniffle.
“I know,” he purred, nestling kisses against her warm neck. His voice was husky and unbearably aroused. “That’s why I’m tickling you.”
She leaned back against him. The firmness of his cock pressed into her plump behind. She reached down and used both hands to spread her ass cheeks. His cock found a home there just as her nose began to take control of her. They weren’t making love, not just yet.
She buckled toward the fire with another powerful sneeze, making the flames flicker. He watched, thoroughly in love, as she sneezed twice more. He was in heaven as her ass clenched around his length with every sneeze.
“Bless you, my pretty girl…”
She snuffled and shut her eyes, exhausted with sneezing. She allowed her husband to take care of her, head lolling back against his shoulder. When he removed the tissues, he had a clear glimpse of both her red, quivering nostrils in the mirror.
“Thank you, darling. You take such good care of m--"
She shivered, feeling twitches of his erection between her ass cheeks.
“Pardon me, dear…” he whispered. “You…do so much to me.”
Without hesitation, she pulled down her tanktop, allowing both breasts to bounce free…
Got zooted and wrote some crazy porn last night for hours but I only remember like 8% of it, I’m tempted to type it and post whatever weird shit comes out of it
You Can Sneeze As Loud as the Hell You Want When You're Making Love
Super NSFW, F sneeze, BBW, Triple Threat (big butt big boobs big nose), M/F, man who worships his wife
This fic kind of ends on a cliffhanger lol, so please....Choose Your Own Adventure for the ending
He induces her
She induces herself
Nobody's causing it, her allergic sneezes are natural and just Happen
she sneezes through giving him head
idk i just want to read about tiddies and butts and sneezes
Voting ended onOct 11, 2025
The result of the zooted writesesh mentioned here.
--
It had been months since they were totally, completely alone like this. Away from thin apartment walls or the random fire engine. This cabin was a sanctuary far from any city noise or listeners.
Just as they did on every trip to the cabin, they made love everywhere. On every surface. In the shower. The bathtub. The kitchen counter. The washing machine. The rug before the fire.
In the cabin, they could make love in peace. They could fuck in peace. They could--
“HahhshIIUW!”
---sneeze in peace.
She blushed, looking down to her feet. The direction of her feet, anyway. Her breasts and belly were too big for her to get a good look. Already, he was thoroughly hypnotized by the toenail polish that glimmered in the firelight with her every step. She approached him slowly, every part of her quivering as she moved. Christ, every inch of her called to him, but her hefty ass was something special to behold.
Her sheer tank-top was oversized and offered a perfect eyeful of her dark areolas. Her nipples firmed behind the fabric.
At first, he didn’t know if she wore underwear or not. As she drew closer, her dark green panties became evident. The thin fabric could do nothing to stop the full bush that curled out of its confines.
“You’re sure?” she asked softly, hands clasped behind her back. All this did was make her perfect chest push forward. “It’s not too much?”
His twitching cock answered for him as it strained against the confines of his briefs. Immediately, a relieved smile spread across her face. Seeing her evident comfort, he drew her close to kiss. Immediately, his hands slipped beneath the waistband of her underwear. She let out a surprised little gasp, ass quaking in response to his teasings. She couldn’t help a flustered, aroused laugh as he kneaded her wide butt cheeks. He massaged them, squished them, worshipped them.
“Snf! Oh, dear, o-one moment…”
She pulled away to snatch two tissues from the box on the mantle, folding them over her nose. She wasn’t able to get a single blow out before doubling at the waist. Three big, allergic sneezes tore out of her. He had no choice but to watch her heavy breasts bounce along with her even heavier butt. The ripples in her ass cheeks alone had him sweating.
“Bless you, angel…” he said on a shivering exhale. He slowly approached her, wrapping his arms around her. He massaged her breast from behind, feeling her nipples perk through the sheer fabric of her tanktop. “Haven’t sneezed that pollen out yet?”
“hAHHsheuww!”
“Of course. My mistake. Bless you, heart.”
She sniffled dazedly, her sneezy expression making his cock twitch again. God, she was beautiful. He watched in the mirror as she took several tissues from the box. Could she feel his arousal at the sheer anticipation of the way she could never blow her nose without sneezing?
As expected, one full nose blow was interrupted by a sneeze that buckled her forward again. He sat patiently as two more tickled sneezes burst from her already irritated nose.
“Excuse me…” she sniffled, nose scrunching. “I’m--snf! I’m nearly over the worst of it…”
She paused, her nostrils fluttering with a hitch of her breath.
God, she was beautiful.
The next sneeze was stuck. He approached behind her once more, watching her expressions in the mirror. His cock pulsed between his legs, eyes traveling from her chest to her nose. She shivered as he wrapped his arms around her. He held her breast through her tank top with one hand and began to massage it. She let out a wobbly moan and met his eyes in the mirror, a look of sneezy desperation on her face. Her lashes fluttered in sync with her nostrils. He gently held her by the chin and slowly turned her head toward the hearth.
He watched, both enchanted and unbearably aroused, as her eyes locked on the glow of the fireplace. Her nostrils went wild, pulsing with the unbearable reaction that always plagued her around a bonfire, on sunny days, and during moments of bright light in a movie. Any form of light could be used as a sneeze button.
Her nostrils ran as she geared up for a sneeze. He was prepared with tissues, offering them with haste. She desperately clamped them over her nose.
She sneezed.
Good God, did she sneeze. He kept one arm around her substantial waist, her plump body quaking in his hold. The very first sneeze began to weaken the tissues.
“Ineedmore--” she pleaded before sneezing again. He was prepared, urging the abused tissues away from her messy nose. Her expression was already slacking when he pressed the new tissues to her face. Her bottom, chest and belly bounced with the force of a sudden onslaught of snagging breaths.
“Heh--! H-Hehhh--!”
He held her as she hitched, and hitched, and hitched…before finally losing the sneeze.
“Poor angel…” he cooed, prepared with new tissues when she pulled her current ones away. She gasped as he folded the tissues over her nose himself, beginning to tidy the mess her allergies had made. He began to massage her nostrils through the tissues. Her breath hitched, nostrils pulsing against his hold. Despite the ticklish reaction, she leaned into his contact. Her overworked nose was comforted by the touch, especially with the remaining sneezes in her system.
He increased the pressure of her nostril massage. Her breath started to hitch. Her running nostrils soaked the tissues he held in no time. “Th-That tickles, sweetheart…”she warned, locking eyes with him in the mirror.
His free hand began to slide into her panties. He found her awaiting clitoris like an old friend. She shivered, nostrils flaring with a heavy sniffle.
“I know,” he purred, nestling kisses against her warm neck. His voice was husky and unbearably aroused. “That’s why I’m tickling you.”
She leaned back against him. The firmness of his cock pressed into her plump behind. She reached down and used both hands to spread her ass cheeks. His cock found a home there just as her nose began to take control of her. They weren’t making love, not just yet.
She buckled toward the fire with another powerful sneeze, making the flames flicker. He watched, thoroughly in love, as she sneezed twice more. He was in heaven as her ass clenched around his length with every sneeze.
“Bless you, my pretty girl…”
She snuffled and shut her eyes, exhausted with sneezing. She allowed her husband to take care of her, head lolling back against his shoulder. When he removed the tissues, he had a clear glimpse of both her red, quivering nostrils in the mirror.
“Thank you, darling. You take such good care of m--"
She shivered, feeling twitches of his erection between her ass cheeks.
“Pardon me, dear…” he whispered. “You…do so much to me.”
Without hesitation, she pulled down her tanktop, allowing both breasts to bounce free…