"You smell nice..." said Sarah, her arms wrapped around her friend Brianna as they lay in bed on a lazy morning.

"Oh stop," said Brianna. I haven't had a shower yet. I probably smell awful."

"No," Sarah murmured, breathing deep of the scent. "Your natural smell is so... intoxicating."

Sarah squirmed a bit further up in the bed, placing her nose at forehead level for Brianna and leaning down to take another whiff. She filled her lungs with the warm, pleasant scent of her friend, pulling in a deep breath through her nostrils. She breathed so deep that Brianna could feel Sarah's nostrils pull against her skin, popping off again like two little kisses when the breath was through.

"Okay, fine, I get the point," Brianna said.

"No, no," Sarah said, exhaling a warm breath that washed over Brianna's face. "I can't get enough of it."

Again Sarah pressed her face to the forehead of her friend and sniffed. This time only one nostril slapped down against her head, but it slapped down hard, sucking tight against her skin.

"Easy, Sarah, you're going to leave a hickie."

Sarah didn't listen, instead drawing ever harder in through her nose. Slowly a new sensation came over Brianna. She could swear the nostril clamped to her forehead was spreading. Then, with a sudden snort, any doubt about it was cast aside. She felt the nostril slide down over her face like a warm, moist ski mask, the tiny hairs within tickling her skin. She tried to urge Sarah to stop, but the flesh encasing her head was too tight. She couldn't even muscle her mouth open.

For her part, Sarah sensed that there was something wrong. She felt a painful stretching in her nose, but the pain dropped away after a moment. There was certainly a bit of a blockage as well, but she'd never smelled the wonderful scent of her dear friend and lover so powerfully in her life. She needed more of it. A quick exhale through her mouth caressed Brianna's breasts with hot breath and she drew in deep again. It took a bit of effort, but she could feel she was making progress clearing the blockage.

Little did she know, but the latest sniffle had drawn Brianna's shoulders inside. The unwilling olfactory treat was now far enough into her unwitting predator that her breasts were brushing against Sarah's lips. Another exhale teased her nipples and she murmured a soft moan of combined pleasure and panic, because she knew for each breath out, there would be a breath in. She tried to grab her friend, to shake her out of it, but her arms were already pinned against her sides and the best she could manage was to graze her fingers across her friend's arms. Sarah interpreted it as a playful tickle and returned it in kind before another sniff snorted her breasts inside.

Brianna couldn't work out if Sarah's head was stretching to an outlandish size or if it was squeezing her down somehow. All she knew was that her body down to her midriff had been slurped into her friend's nose and she felt a tight, undeniably pleasurable pressure against everything that was inside. If she could bring herself to forget the actual substance that was providing the slickness and moisture, she might even have enjoyed it.

Sarah breathed out and sniffled again, drawing Brianna in to her hips. This provided Sarah's nose with a whole new level of glorious aroma. There was the musky potency of her friend's rump combined with the seductive spiciness of her moistening sex. The scent drove her wild and she drew in another sharp snort, sniffing her friend in up to her ankles in one quick breath.

Brianna was coiled into a ball, packed so tightly she couldn't move. All she could managed was to wiggle her feet uselessly. Her brain was playing strange tricks on her as well. Something about being so helpless, and about being so deeply desired that her friend had actually BREATHED HER IN was driving her mad with arousal. She couldn't reach her sex, but she didn't need to. Just thinking about the fact that her friend wanted her so badly was revving her body to the brink.

Sarah gave a relatively small sniffle that was enough to slurp the rest of her friend from the outside world and provide a sweaty, hearty finish to the feast for the nose. Now she felt her sinuses uncomfortably full, and she felt badly as though she should blow her nose. But the bed was so delightfully warm, and she was looking forward to another hour of lazing about, so rather than get up for a tissue she did what her mother had always told her not to do. She gave one last mighty sniffle, sending the blockage into the back of her throat, and she swallowed.

The journey that resulted was an exciting one for Brianna. She felt herself forced through a relatively stiff opening, then was popped into someplace much softer, slicker, and more sensual. Something below her arched and contracted and she slid down into a deeper, warmer, marginally looser chamber and came to a rest. Around her, Sarah yawned, rubbed her stomach, and decided to doze for a while longer.