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Hypno Celeb 64: Vanessa Williams
by MAW
MC, MFF

     Not to be read by anyone under 18. This story contains
graphic descriptions of sexuality. If this offends you, leave
now. This is fiction. Hypnosis does not work this way. If you
feel like trying this, seek help.
     Well, I've had this idea kicking in my head for a while so
here goes. All comments and suggestions/scenarios welcomed.
Enjoy.


     The home of Drs. Eldon and Susanne Merrill was a palatial
mansion in one of the ritzy hill sections of Los Angeles. The
practice of the two hypnotherapists was going well enough so they
could afford a nice spread. Of course, it helped that they
occasionally "persuaded" certain clients to make a generous
donation.
     The taxi came up the drive and stopped just outside the
giant front doors. The door opened and Vanessa Williams stepped
out. She took a moment to adjust herself. Her long dark hair
billowed lightly behind her in the breeze. She wore a dark jacket
and pants with a white shirt, an outfit that blended well with
her own dark skin. She paid the driver and began walking up to
the main doors.
     She was uncertain why she was here. She'd been seeing the
Merrills for a few weeks for stress. They were good at their job,
she had to admit that. She felt better than she had in a long
time. So, when they'd invited her to a dinner at their home, for
some reason she just couldn't say no. Oh, well, it might make for
an interesting night.

     The dinner had gone quite well. Eldon had been very polite
and Susanne was a good conversationalist. The three had gone to
the lounge for a drink and Vanessa found herself the subject of
conversation.
     "You do have regrets, of course," Eldon said. He wore a
brown turtleneck sweater with slacks. The dim lighting of the
room glinted off his graying hair. "Everyone does."
     "I thought this was a night off," Vanessa said. "It sounds
like you're trying a little analyzing."
     "Sorry," Susanne said. She wore a light dress, her short
dark hair framing her attractive face. "It gets to be a habit at
times. But, do you?"
     Vanessa sighed. "I think you both know what my big regret
is." 
     "Miss America," the Merrills said simultaneously.
     Vanessa nodded. "Come on, I never thought I'd win when I did
the spread. It took years to get my rep back after that." 
     "You still remember it, then?" Eldon said. 
     "Of course."   
     The Merrills nodded at each other. Eldon reached to the
table next to him and lifted up a gold-plated watch. Vanessa's
eyes were instantly fixed to the watch, the same one the Merrills
used to put her in a trance. She watched mutely as Eldon lifted
the watch to her face. He gave it a quick tug that sent it
swinging side to side as Vanessa's eyes followed it. "Watch it
swing, Vanessa," Eldon said in a deep voice. "Side to side, side
to side. Just keep watching it swing and you'll feel so relaxed.
So very relaxed. Let your eyes close, Vanessa and enter a
wonderful state of relaxation. Relax. Close your eyes and relax."
Vanessa's eyes drifted closed and she slumped in the chair,
falling back into the trance the Merrills had previously put her
in.
     "Relax, Vanessa. Just let yourself go." Eldon said. He and
Susanne took Vanessa by the arms and led her out of the room.
They headed to the bedroom, Eldon talking softly the whole time,
keeping Vanessa entranced. Coming to the bedroom, the couple lay
the singer down on the large poster bed. "Vanessa, go back,"
Eldon said as he began to take off his clothes. "Go back in time.
Back to the shoot. The 'Penthouse' photo shoot. Remember it,
Vanessa. Remember it vividly. Do you?"
     "Yes.." Vanessa said softly. 
     "You're there, now Vanessa. You're back at the shoot. Only,
you're not nude. You have to be nude, Vanessa, you have to be
naked. That's why you're here, after all. Take off your clothes,
Vanessa. Take them all off." Vanessa slowly obeyed, stripping out
of the suit that was beginning to feel so hot and uncomfortable
to her. Her suit fell to the floor, followed by her dark bra and
then the panties. She lay naked on the bed, her large breasts
moving up and down as she breathed, the dark patch in between her
legs already wetting.
     Both of the Merrills were nude by this point and observing
the hypnotized woman. "The shoot is over, Vanessa," Eldon said.
"It has made you feel so aroused. So very aroused, Vanessa. The
shoot has made you feel so hot and aroused and all you can think
about is letting it go. You want satisfaction, Vanessa and you
want it now. When I snap my fingers, you'll open your eyes. You
will see the model from the shoot and the photographer. You will
see them and you will want them immediately. You will want them
so bad it hurts." With that, Eldon snapped his fingers.
     Vanessa's eyes blinked open and she gazed at the two naked
doctors. To her eyes, it was 1983 and she was so hot from the
shoot. She gripped at Eldon and pulled him in close, kissing him.
Eldon returned her kiss passionetly, then broke off to bury his
face in her wonderful cleavage. He kneaded her breasts with his
hands and kissed the erect nipples, wrapping his tongue around
them. He entered her, his hard cock already flowing juices. He
pushed her down into the bed and kissed her hard as he began to
pump himself in and out of her. Vanessa moaned as she felt him
inside of her, plunging deep into her womanhood. She withered
beneath him as his cock drove into her, harder and harder until
they orgasmed, rocking together in a wave of passion.
     Eldon withdrew himself from Vanessa and let his wife have
her turn. Susanne lay on top of Vanessa and kissed her, wrapping
her tongue around the singer's. Vanessa moaned through the kiss,
still coming off the incredible wave she'd felt with Eldon. They
embraced, their breasts pushed together as they kissed. They
rolled in bed with Vanessa coming on top. She lowered her head to
Susanne's breasts and began kissing them. She ran her mouth along
the smooth curves as her hands squeezed the sizable mounds. Her
mouth encircled one tight nipple and began to gently suck on it. 
     Vanessa shifted in place as she felt Susanne's mouth on her
mammries. It felt so wonderful, to finally let out the feelings
she'd been hiding all through the shoot. It felt so good. She was
disappointed when she felt Susanne leave her breasts. Then she
felt those light hands on her thighs as Susanne pushed her face
to Vanessa's dark patch. The touch of her tongue on Vanessa's
pubic hair was like electricity. Vanessa moaned again as she felt
Susanne quicken her pace, letting her tongue move in and out of
her pussy at the same time she ran her hands up and down
Vanessa's fit thighs. Vanessa stretched herself as far as she
could as she felt Susanne go to work, a wonderful feeling that
topped anything else. She buckled as she came, her juices falling
into Susanne's waiting mouth, licked away in a frenzy.
     Susanne decided it was Vanessa's turn and lay on her back,
her legs spread invitingly. Vanessa needed no instruction. She
got to her fours and knelt before Susanne's prone body, lapping
at the waiting pussy. Vanessa let her tongue go to work, diving
in as deep as she could, then deeper as she tried to get at
Susanne's juices. Vanessa felt a sudden shock from behind as
Eldon slid his cock into her smooth ass. He gently pushed himself
into her, sliding his member in and out of her slick opening.
Vanessa used it as more incentive, Eldon's pushes giving her more
boost to lick at Susanne. Her tongue dived deeper with every
spike of Eldon's rod in her backside. He shot his wad into her,
sending her entire body rocking forward. Her tongue found gold,
Susanne's cum splashing onto her face, streams of yellow on her
ebony beauty.
     The three lay exhausted. Actually, the Merrills were truly
exhausted, Vanessa was still asleep. "How's your photography?"
Susanne asked her husband.
     Eldon smiled. "Video or still?"
     "Oh, we're rich. Do both."



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