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Subject: MNA: Hypnotic Sex (mf mc) 03/06
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it in front of him she intentionally lingered to expose her large
breasts to his gaze. He took full advantage of it and said,
"please tell me that you have fallen passionately in love with me
and can't live without me."
"I don't know that that is the case, but I would like to
spend some time getting to know you better. It's a little slow
right now. Would you like me to see if I can get off a little
early," she asked.
"I would love that," Dax hastened. He was wondering whether
or should just be straight forward and ask her to his room, or if
he should offer to take her someplace for a drink or coffee.
He didn't have to wonder long. She returned to say that she
could leave in fifteen minutes. "Would you like to just go up to
your room and we could have something sent up?" she inquired.
"That would be great. What if I go up and get the drinks
ordered so we won't have a wait? What do you like to drink?" Dax
asked.
"Scotch and water is fine. No, make is white wine. See you
soon. I got the room number from the restaurant. OK, so I was a
little curious," she said with a smile.
Dax hurried to the room and placed the order for room
service. He also ordered a sea food snack tray. The time wouldn't
pass quickly enough. In a short time there was a knock at the
door. He jumped to answer it. It was room service. He admitted
the server, signed the check and quickly offered the tip. No
sooner did he get the tray over to the table, he heard another
knock at the door. His blood began to run more quickly. It was
Bridgit. She was dressed in a lovely pastel sweater that paid
sufficient accent to her lovely breasts and dark slacks that
gratefully hugged her rounded buttocks. "Please make yourself
comfortable," Dax offered.
She sat at table and told Dax that he shouldn't have gone to
all this trouble. He assured her it was no trouble and joined
her. They enjoyed some interesting small talk as they completed
the snacks. Bridgit asked Dax if he would mind if she freshened
up a bit. Dax told her that his place was her place. She gave him
a little kiss and moved toward the bath room. Dax was anxious to
hold her in his arms. Soon he heard the water running in the bath
tub. He hadn't thought that she was this serious about freshening
up. Apparently she was. Well, he could wait. He poured himself
another glass of wine and settled down for the wait. Soon Bridgit
called his name. He approached the door and asked if she needed
anything. She asked him if he would object to washing her back.
The smile spread across his face as he entered the bath room.
She twisted to hang up the last remnant of her clothing and
Dax was treated to a view of her exciting buttocks. Naked, they
were even more exciting with the deep groove separating them and
the soft curls nestling within.
She turned to him and came toward him, and he watched
shocked and fascinated as the twin breasts swayed from side to
side, making the nipples dance. With a cute smile she stepped
into the tub, bringing her hot sweet flesh within inches of his
throbbing cock.
He couldn't take his eyes off of her as she slid into the
water and urged him to join her. His clothes fell like rain.
Somehow they managed to twist their limbs so that the both fit
well into the tub, her legs resting neatly on his and curled
around his hips. She handed him the soap and asked him to wash
her. His initial attempt was on her back, but soon the temptation
proved too much for him and he concentrated on her bountiful
breasts, covering them in lather.
She giggled as his hands massaged the firm flesh and tweaked
the hard nipples. He had an overwhelming urge to suck her begging
nipples, but decided that the lather would likely not be to his
liking. He confined himself to running his hands over her
breasts, tweaking her nipples with his thumbs, making her shudder
with excitement. Her red lips were parted and she was breathing
heavily while her sensuous eyes were hooded, making her look like
a feline predator waiting to spring on its prey.
Dax knelt up and washed her flat stomach, taking his time,
tantalizing himself until he could hold back no longer. He
reached down into the forest that obscured the new object of his
desire. He soaped the thick fur and then, using the soap he
pushed the hair aside to reveal her rosy slit. He parted the
puffy lips gently and eased a finger inside her volcanic hole.
Bridgit moaned out loud and laced an arm around his neck and
brought his face towards hers in a deep hungry kiss. Her tongue
forced itself between his lips and into his mouth. It was
frantic, agile and quick as it searched for Dax's tongue. He was
still sliding his finger in and out of her hot cunt while his
thumb rubbed her growing clit. His other hand was still squeezing
her breasts and nipples. Their embrace became more and more
passionate and his cock was jerking around like a taunt fire
hose.
Finally they broke apart, both of them flushed with erotic
desire. Bridgit stood up and stepped out of the tub grabbing a
towel and wiping herself off. She pulled Dax to his feet and
wiped him dry. He couldn't remember the last time someone dried
him. I reminded him of his childhood, but there was nothing
child-like about the raging erection which she also paid
attention to.
She dropped the towel to the floor as their warm, moist
bodies met in a new embrace, and they kissed deeply once again.
His stiff bone was pressed up against her hard belly as Dax
noticed the bed which seemed to beckon to him. When they got to
the bed, she again took the initiative. She pushed him back on
the bed. He felt awkward as his legs dangled off the end of the
bed. Her hands had found Dax's erect pole and were gently
stroking it up and down. Bridgit held the hard cock upright as
her lips lowered to meet it. He felt her lips close around it.
His cock was getting wetter and wetter as she left a trail
of warm saliva with each plunge, and his organ was jerking
powerfully in the sheath of her lips. He could hear the erotic
slurping noises as she eagerly and expertly swallowed his
pulsating ramrod to the back of her throat. Dax's hips were
responding to her rhythm by lifting to meet her attack,
penetrating her more deeply. Deeper and harder she sucked. Dax
knew that he would not be able to withstand much more without
loosing control. Dax stopped her with a groan of passion. "Wait,
wait Bridgit. I don't want it to end yet," Dax pleaded.
Dax began kissing her body. He sucked on her nipples as her
moans came in harmony with his efforts. He reluctantly let a
nipples escape as his lips traveled down her body, kissing and
licking every inch of her flesh as he slowly slid down to his
target area. He could feel her hands trying to hurry his journey,
but he resisted and took his time, savoring the texture and taste
of her flesh. Soon he reached the forest of public hair from
which rose an intoxicating aroma of pussy juices. Her legs parted
and he could see the pink, puffy lips nestled in the patch of
hair, glistening with arousal.
His tongue plunged into the hot lava of her love volcano. He
knew that she would not release her grip on him until he sucked,
licked and lapped her hot cunt to explosion. With his hands
firmly holding her wiggling buttocks, he furiously drove his hard
tongue into her body massaging the walls of her cunt, darting
from side to side and gathering up the love juices. Soon
Bridgit's cunt exploded and poured its cum inside Dax's waiting
mouth. He drank her womanly nectar as if he would never have the
chance to do this again. She screamed as her climax broke and
seemed to swallow her up.
Dax didn't want her to loose all of the excitement of her
climax as he swiftly mounted her, and using his fist aimed the
head of his eight inch rod into her very slippery pussy, parting
the puffy lips and scouring through the hot liquids until his
cock was fully embedded in her. He eased his hands under her
ample ass cheeks and grasped the resilient flesh, pulling her
upward as he shoved his cock yet deeper into her tunnel. Her body
immediately responded and the embers of her previous climax
flared into life. She started to meet every thrust with an upward
heave of her hips.
It was Bridgit's body that first broke the stride. Suddenly,
her hips froze the rhythm and then started to jerk up and down
very fast, thrusting her cunt more fiercely over Dax's huge
organ. Her greasy pussy was endeavoring to swallow his cock whole
and keep it in the greedy clutch of her vaginal muscles. She
screamed in jolts. The fierce clutch of her wet cunt on his cock
was too much for him to take. His back stiffened and arched while
his cock attempted to find new depths. Very soon his cock pole
began to erupt furiously into Bridgit's tight, hairy cunt hole.
They slipped into sleep almost immediately afterward.
The next morning when Dax awoke, Bridgit was gone. He found
a note on hotel stationary wherein she excused herself and told
him that she hoped to see him again soon. Dax read the note as he
tried to blink away his sleep. He rolled around the bed
remembering the wonderful evening. After a time of lovely
thought, he got up and took a shower. He dressed and went down to
the dining room to have some breakfast. When he returned, the red
message light was flashing on his phone. He called down to the
desk to find that there was a message for his to call Don.
After speaking with Don, it was decided that they would
again meet this afternoon at about two o'clock. Dax had brought
his lap top computer with him and was able to get a little
writing in. He also wiled away part some of the day shopping and
reading. He was anxious to meet with Don and Donna to see what
other successes they could achieve.
Two o'clock soon arrived and shortly thereafter there came a
knock at the door. Dax went to the door and opened it with a
smile. Donna's brown eyes were staring into his own, and Don was
standing just behind her.
"Please do come in," Dax said as he stepped aside. "Did you
have a good evening last night?"
Don hastened to respond, "I don't think we ever had such an
exciting day in our lives. When we got home we continued to talk
about the experience and conducted several experiments ourselves.
Donna was able to have several dreams. I merely watched, and it
was a very hot time. I was also able to use the post-hypnotic
suggestion "Beta" to give her multiple minor orgasms. It served
as a remarkable addition to our regular foreplay," said Don.
Donna seemed a little embarrassed by the descriptive narrative.
Dax explained that it was now Don's turn to experience the
trance state. Don was asked to take a seat, and they got
immediately under way. Dax helped Don relax through a method that
requires the subject to flex and relax various parts of his body.
Soon Don was completely relaxed, and Dax began speaking softly
and clearly. After a short while Don was in the trance state. Dax
continued to work with him and deepen the trance.
In the minutes that passed, Dax taught Don how to use
auto-hypnosis to hallucinate visually. He was able to change the
sight, sound, taste and feel of his partner. His post-hypnotic
suggestion was precipitated by the words "hypnosex partner." When
he said of heard the words "come back" all of his senses would
return to normal. He was also given the suggestion that when ever
he heard the words "rock-hard cock," he would get an immediate
erection. He was also told that when he said of hear the words,
"relax it," his erection would subside. Dax woke him up slowly,
assuring him that he would feel wonderful and well rested.
As Don opened his eyes his head dropped to his hands. When
asked how he felt, he answered that he felt great and wanted to
know how he did. He was told that he did very well and was now
capable of doing some remarkable things. "Go ahead and try it
out," said Donna.
Don repeated, "hypnosex partner," and stared at Donna in
shear surprise. He got up and walked over to her, putting his
hands around her waist. His lips sought hers as his right hand
dropped to the cleft of her buttocks. They were beginning to get
carried away when Dax spoke the words, "come back."
Don was shocked at who he found in his arms. "I almost feel
guilty Donna. You were someone else. I was kissing someone else
and feeling her ass," Don said in wonder.
"Was it exciting?" Donna asked. Don assured her that it was
and told Dax that it was unbelievable.
"Rock-hard cock," were the next words out of Dax's mouth.
Immediately the front of Don's pants developed a huge bulge. Don
was again amazed. He couldn't believe that his penis could be
this hard on demand. He wanted to know how this was possible.
Dax went on to draw an analogy for them. He inquired as to
whether or not Don ever woke up in the morning, not necessarily
horny, with a huge stiff. Don told him that he had. Dax continued
to explain that an erection was merely blood rushing into the
penis. There is a part in the brain that directs blood to the
penis upon arousal. The mind controls so many of our functions.
It is a simple matter to control this when all conditions are
right. He also explained that often men question themselves about
impotence because even when they want to get an erection, they
sometimes can't. They begin to question themselves. If you ever
get an erection upon waking up in the morning, your mind was
likely relaxed and thinking about sex. We all have mental images
that can make us aroused. Sometimes we don't know exactly what
they are. Don's cock remained hard as Dax explained. The words
"relax it," were then spoken, and Don's erection began to go
down.
"Now, let's work with Donna some more. OK with you Donna,"
Dax asked. She responded in the affirmative and was asked to take
a seat. She sat in the chair and was questioned about whether
there was anything specific she wanted to learn how to do. She
indicated to Dax that she was very impressed with what Don had
been able to do, and she would like to be able to bring on
hallucinations as well. Dax snapped his finger twice, and Donna's
chin fell slowly to her chest in complete relaxation.
He took her deeper and deeper into a wonderful sleep as he
felt Don tap him on the shoulder. "Can she hear us?" Don asked.
Dax indicated that she could hear unless directed not to. Don
continued, "ask her not to hear our conversation so I can tell
you something." Dax did this and urged Don to continue. Don said,
"you know Dax, Donna and I spoke about quite a few things last
night when we got home. At my urging, she told me that she would
like to make it with another man but was afraid. She specifically
said that she thought you were very sexy. Is there anything we
could do to remove her anxiety about trying another man? I know I
am ready to ignore jealousy. I trust her, but I want her to have
it all. Do you find her desirable?"
Dax assured him that, "she was indeed a very sexy woman. I
think we can trade places in her mind, if you think she would
like it."
Don agreed. Dax spoke to Donna again, "you are now more
deeply asleep than you have ever been before. When you awaken,
Don will become Dax and Dax will be Don in every way. Dax will
look like Don, sound like him, feel like him and taste like him.
You will find yourself uncontrollably attracted to him and will
need to feel him inside you. You will feel free to do anything
with him that pleases you without regard for who else is in the
room. In fact, because someone is watching you, you will become
even more excited. When you hear me clap my hands twice, Dax and
Don will again trade places and be themselves. you will remember
noting until I clap my hands twice." Dax also gave her the
suggestion that she will be able to change Don any time she
wished, just as Don had learned. Dax told her that she would wake
up very slowly, feeling wonderful and refreshed.
Donna began to open her eyes slowly. "I really can't
remember anything. Did it go well?" she asked and looked at Don.
Don told her that everything went very well. She got up from the
chair and moved toward Dax. "Honey, I don't really know why, but
I have this uncontrollable urge to screw you eyes out. And oddly
enough, I don't even care if Dax watches. What did you do to me
Dax?" she asked of Don with an unusual sparkle in her brown eyes.
Dax opened his arms as Donna fell into them with her mouth
partially open.
Don sunk into a chair next to the table with a curious look
on his face. Dax looked over at him and Don nodded his head,
giving authority to proceed. Dax could see Don's hand fall upon
his already hard cock as his hands began to explore Donna's full
breasts. Donna stepped back and removed her top in one quick
motion. She tore at the button to Dax's shirt. Soon they were all
but naked. Only her panties remained as she returned to Dax's
embrace, rubbing her pubic mound against his leg. Don settled
back and unzipped his trousers. His thick cock as withdrawn, and
he stroked its length as his eyes watched every move of Donna and
her lover. Dax reached his hand inside of Donna's pink panties on
to the swell of her buttocks. Squeezing the wonderfully textured
flesh of her fanny gave Dax all the more reason to become harder.
Donna dipped in to his shorts, and her hand felt its length
increase.
The aroma of this lovely woman rose to meet Dax's nostrils.
She felt the cream beginning to seep from the eye of his
steel-like hammer. Panties and shorts were removed in speedy
unison as they fell to the bed. Don was now stroking his huge
cock more quickly. His balls were being tortured by his zipper.
He stood up and removed his pants and shorts, continuing to beat
his meat. Each time he stroked his cock, he saw something else
that drove him crazy. Dax's hands were filled with breast flesh.
He lowered his head to suck on the pert nipples and tweaked them
softly with his teeth.
Donna's groans were now music to Don's ears. Another man had
his fingers in her pussey. Dax would pull the slick covered
fingers from her gushing hold and rub the button of her ass hole.
Moving slowly down from her nipples, Dax began kissing the swell
of her belly, biting her lightly on the hip bones. This made her
jump half way off the bed. She grabbed Dax's head and tried to
push him into her hair-covered cunt. He resisted and continued
his efforts slowly. His tongue traveled all around her love box,
teasing the soft hairs and licking her thighs. Closer and closer
his lips came to her love button. In a quick motion, Donna moved
toward Dax's raging penis. Her lovely lips opened and she slid
the length of Dax's cock into her mouth, sucking hard. Up and
down this immense shaft her mouth moved. Don could see the trail
of his wife's saliva on this man's thick bone.
Dax mouth suddenly opened and covered Donna's swollen cunt
lips. His tongue drove deeply into her hole as he tasted her cunt
honey. He sucked on her clit, bringing into full hardness. It was
like a small spear between his hungry lips. Don's eyes were glued
to them as he saw breasts moving like jello and buttocks rippling
in rhythm with their oral movements. Suddenly, Donna stiffened,
pulled Dax's cock from her mouth momentarily, slammed it deep
inside her throat and climaxed in Dax's mouth. She poured her
love juices into Dax's sucking mouth as her hips gyrated quickly
against his cum-covered face. It seemed like it would last
forever. Finally, her buttocks began to slow down. Her screams
were muffled by the enormous bone in her throat. They too
subsided. Dax was still very stiff as Donna removed him from her
mouth. "Would you mind if we took a small break so I can have
something to drink honey?" she asked.
"Not at all Donna," Dax responded as he looked at Don and
rolled his eyes. Donna looked over at Don with surprise as she
saw his erect penis in his hands.
"Ya know Dax, I don't really blame you. I guess we did get
out of hand a little. It seems that Don and I have really turned
you on from the looks of it. Now that is a thing to be proud of,"
she said with a smile, about his cock, reaching for a water
glass. Don felt a little self-conscious as he let his cock fall
from his hands. Dax and Don both watched the sway of Donna's
buttocks and breasts as she walked slowly across the room with
her water. Her entire body was a deep pink with exertion. She
returned to Dax on the bed and offered him a sip. He took it
gratefully.
"Don, it seems like forever since I've seen another man's
penis, and Dax's is great looking, don't you think?" Donna said.
Dax responded, "well, I really don't get into dicks with the
possible exception of my own, but I'm glad you like it."
"You're not jealous honey?" Donna asked of Dax as she
settled back into his arms. Her breasts flowed into the hollow of
Dax's chest as she offered Don a view of her pink buttocks, her
eyes searching for Don's cock.
Dax said, "no Donna, I'm not jealous. In fact it would
excite me if you touched his cock. Dax said as he grinned over
her head at Don. Don returned the grin and moved toward the bed.
Donna rested the glass on the night stand as Don approached.
Don's half-hard penis came within close proximity to her face.
She began to reach up to touch it and stopped to look at Dax. He
nodded his support, and she again reached for Don's cock. It took
very little for Don's cock to rise again. She stared up at Don in
a sheepish manner and began to stroke it. Dax's hand cupped one
of her ample breasts as Don stepped closer. Don reached out and
ran his fingers through her hair slowly, urging her lips nearer
his now huge rod. Donna could see the fluid at the tip of Don's
cock. She turned her ass to Dax and took the first few inches of
Don's thick bone in her mouth. Donna took more and more of Don's
penis into her mouth as Don saw Dax begin to manipulate Donna's
hairy pussey. Dax then got on his knees and brought Donna to
hers. Donna moved without loosing her grip on Don's penis. She
reached around and grabbed Don's buttocks and pulled him deeper
into her mouth.
Dax moved behind Donna running his hands over her rounded
ass cheeks. His hand dipped down into the crack of her ass and
collected some of her juices. He raised his hand to his nostrils
to savor the aroma of her womanhood. He stroked his bone into
full erection as he placed saliva in his hand and applied it
between her bush to Donna's cunt lips. Aiming the arrow of his
shaft at her gaping love tunnel, Dax eased his huge cock into
Don's wife. He slowly worked his penis into her body until her
could see the button of Donna's ass hole press against his hairy
belly. He started to move in and out of her hole.
Faster and faster his slick bone drove home. His balls were
bouncing off of Donna's clit increasing her excitement. Dax could
take no more as his eyes riveted on his juice-covered cock
splitting her cunt hairs as it drove into this musky tunnel. Her
beautiful ass cheeks were in his hands wobbling wonderfully. It
was too exciting. He began to grunt. As she felt him stiffen
inside of her squeezing sheath, she mashed her buttocks into his
thighs to gain deeper penetration.
Don was now driving his tool with increased fervor inside of
his wife's sucking mouth. With the beauty of this rare moment,
Donna felt both lovers go off at once. Gobs of thick cream were
pouring into her slippery cunt hole. Don's jism squirted hotly
into her sucking mouth. Her mind was spinning as she experienced
one of the most earth-shaking climaxes in her memory. She
collapsed beneath both men. All three participants remained
motionless for quite some time. It was Dax that first got up from
the bed and went into the bath room. He washed up and returned to
the room with his trousers on. He poured himself a drink and took
a seat at the table. Don said, "is there any more of that? I
think I need a drink too." Dax poured Don a drink and delivered
it to bed side. Donna had the most wonderful smile on her face.
She soon got up and moved toward the bath room. Dax thought
how sexy this woman was. He asked Don after Donna was out of ear
shot, "Do you feel OK about this Don?"
"I'll tell you the truth, I do have some guilt feelings
about it. I think they will go away with too much problem. I am
concerned about Donna. How do you think she will fair?" asked
Don.
"Well, there's only one way to find out. We still have to
change back remember?" stated Dax as Donna returned to the room.
"Change back to what?" Donna quizzed while returning to "Dax
on the bed.
Dax responded first, "Donna, how do you feel about
everything that has happened?"
"I feel great. I have never felt so sexy. I have never had
such a good climax. I don't really think I feel guilty, and now I
am sure that I wouldn't be jealous if you made love to another
woman either Don," Donna said.
"I am not Don," Dax stated as he clapped his hands twice.
Donna had a look on her face as if she didn't know where she was.
Her head turned from one to the other and back again.
"Holy christ! Holyyyyyyy chrissssst! You two switched
places. Don do you mean that I was making love to Dax before I
you agreed to let me touch his cock?" Donna asked incredulously.
"That's it honey. You wanted to. You said that you wanted
to. I wanted you to. I know that he did. Everything happened the
way it should have, and I love you more than ever. Please tell me
you enjoyed it and you're not feeling bad," Don pleaded.
Donna was comfortable with the events of the day. Twice
before they left she experimented with making love to two of her
favorite actors. Once she made it with both of them. Dax was not
really sure whether Don was making love with anyone in
particular. He knew that he could if he wanted to. Dax felt great
about what he was able to do for Don and Donna as well as for
himself. This was one of the hottest long weekends he had ever
had. They agreed to do this again one day, and Dax hoped that he
would have a chance to see Bridgit again also.
THE END
P.S. This story was written for Don and Donna. If anyone would
like to have a story written for them, please feel free to leave
a message on Rusty & Edie's BBS for Dax Man. Let me know what you
like and don't like. Let me also know something about yourselves
so I can make it more realistic.
CHAPTER SIX - HYPNOSEX
The mild winter began to recline into the arms of an anxious
spring. Dax opened the door to approach his car for the trip to
his office, as his nostrils were welcomed by the fragrance of the
changing season. His heart was light, and he had a bounce in his
step. The conversation that occupied the previous evening was
music to his ears.
Marilyn, a computer bulletin board friend had agreed to meet
him for the first time. She wanted to know more about the use of
hypnosis in sex. They had shared many thoughts on previous eve-
nings. Some were simply warm and friendly, and others were
downright steaming. They had discussed everything from children
and pets to jumping one another's bones.
Dax and Marilyn had become rather close friends without ever
having met one another. They had each teased from time to time
about meeting one day, but Dax never really expected Marilyn to
meet with him. Now she had agreed, and they were scheduled to see
each other this evening in a local night spot at eight o'clock.
They had some idea of how one another looked and a very good idea
of what one another thought. He was anxious and hoped that she
shared his excitement.
The day seemed to last forever. Everything appeared to be
moving in slow motion. His productivity for the day was, as a
result, outstanding as he tried to occupy the struggling moments
toward the end of the work day. Fridays were somewhat traditional
in that he never went directly home after the work day's end. He
would generally frequent a local downtown watering hole until
about seven; remove to one of his favorite restaurants for a bite
to eat; and visit one of several of the local hot spots around
town.
Dax arrived at the cafe at about five o'clock and sat in his
favorite chair at the far corner of the bar. He greeted several
friends as they entered and exchanged comments about the grueling
week. He had a difficult time concentrating on the various con-
versations because his mind was on Marilyn. Would she find him
exciting?
Seven-thirty had arrived. Dax paid his bill and rose to
leave. His mind was dissecting the possibilities of the evening
as he drove to Rascal's lounge. As he pulled into the broken
black-topped parking lot he had visions of Marilyn's lovely nude
body resting on his chest. He almost didn't see the attendant
provided to direct him to available parking. His car rested well
between two other chariots as he entered the lounge.
Dax went through the doorway with eyes wide searching for
the evening's target. There was no single lady at the bar, so Dax
selected a seat with a view of the entry way and ordered a drink.
He noticed that his hands seemed to have a life of their own.
They were shaking as he attempted to stir his grog. Furtive eyes
continued to paint the doorway to the lounge and still no
Marilyn. It was only ten minutes to eight and no need for con-
cern. She would show.
In a nonchalant manner, Dax allowed his eyes to travel
throughout the bar. He wasn't sure but thought that a lovely
young lady sitting with another man was checking him out rather
well. Bright eyes sparkled from an angelic face. Dax couldn't
help but notice her deep, dark and warm cleavage floating in
waves, hugged by the material of a blood-red dress, as her
shoulders moved back and forth. The curl of her generous lips and
her bright smile teased Dax as she continued her conversation
with the man next to her. Just his luck; here was a hot, sexy
woman that seemed to have interest in him. Not only was she with
another man, Dax was waiting for a woman that he had no idea how
she looked.
He had trouble surveilling the entrance in anticipation of
Marilyn. Each time his eyes moved to the door he was distracted
by the lovely woman's breasts. They seemed to be calling to him.
He continued to try to get this woman out of his mind, but she
wouldn't stop sneaking glances as him. Suddenly, she rose from
her bar stool and began walking toward the rest room. Dax's eyes
were now drawn to her magnetic buttocks. The material of her
dress seemed to massage each cheek of her undulating ass. Damn!
He would love to drink her bath water just to see her dry off.
Few times had he ever gotten an erection just looking at a woman
in a bar. This was one of them.
Dax's eyes returned to the door once again and he noticed
the man that had been sitting with the object of his new interest
was walking out of the lounge; apparently leaving. Dax almost
hurt his neck as he spun his head back to see where the lovely
lady in red was. Soon she returned from the rest room, leaned
forward, said something to the bartender and began walking
directly toward Dax.
Her lovely breasts continued to dance slightly as she ap-
proached. Dax wanted to look behind him to see if she was ap-
proaching someone behind him but thought that would be obvious
and make him look ridiculous. His eyes riveted on the rim of his
glass to prevent him from looking like an idiot. Soon he heard a
whispered, "is this seat taken?"
"Nn nnno! Please do sit down. There isn't anyone sitting
there," Dax heard himself fumble through the words. Damn, why did
he sound like such a fool.
The red dressed lady eased up to the bar and pulled her seat
after her. After she was obviously well settled, Dax made half a
motion to get up and fix her chair for her. Too late, he thought.
"Are you waiting for someone?" she breathed to Dax.
Now what was he going to say? The fragrance of her scent
captured him, and he wanted to tell her that he had been waiting
for her ever since the doctor first slapped his ass, forty-three
years ago. He gagged on his words slightly and then his mind
snapped back to his intended purpose. He almost felt guilty that
he was even thinking of this new lady, and he said, "yes. I am
waiting for a friend."
She rolled her shoulders once again and asked, "What is your
friend's name Dax?"
"Her name is...but... How did you know my name was Dax?" he
returned, and then it began to sink in. "You can't be Marilyn!"
He stuttered.
Her smile grew to a full blown show of pearl delight. "When
I left the house my name was Marilyn," she stated emphatically.
"You're probably wondering what I was doing with that man that
was sitting next to me. That was my cousin. I have to confess
that I asked him to stop and have a drink with me so I would have
a way out if you turned out to be a wild looking, sex-crazed
maniac."
Dax chuckled and nodded his head in a knowing way. "Well
then, I have to assume that my looks didn't scare you too much."
Her eyes diverted to the rim of the glass that the bartender
brought over for her in a somewhat embarrassed fashion. "I'm
sorry. I just never did anything like this before and didn't know
what to expect."
"No apologies necessary. If you were my cousin, I wouldn't
want you to take any chances either. I'm glad you used your head,
but you still don't know whether I'm a nut case or not," Dax of-
fered.
"Now that I have seen you, and I couple that with all of the
conversations we've had, I feel pretty comfortable. You are a
very attractive man. And I know you're a good man. I was just ap-
prehensive, and now I'm not," she said softly. "
There was music playing softly as they continued to get to
know one another better. Suddenly, half way through an explana-
tion of the repairs her car had undergone in the past week she
stopped and asked Dax if he would like to dance. Dax readily
agreed and they approached the dance floor. As she preceded him,
Dax couldn't help but to notice the rise and fall of each but-
tock. He felt his manhood stir once again. The red material rose
and fell as the ripple of each cheek pushed and pulled at the
fabric.
Having arrived at the small space offered for dancing,
Marilyn turned and opened her arms to receive Dax. He could see
her breasts rise to accentuate her cleavage. Her scent continued
to arouse him. His hands encircled her lovely body and were
blessed by the soft touch. She didn't waste any time getting
close to Dax. Her curves melted into his body as they moved to
the music. Marilyn pressed her ample breasts against his chest,
and he could feel the heat of her pussey against his leg. It
seemed as though she was trying to turn him on. Well, whether or
not she was trying, it was happening.
It became obvious to Marilyn that Dax was getting excited.
His cock began to grow thick and long. He felt it pressing
against his clothing almost to the point of embarrassment. He was
intoxicated with the fact that as his thick cock grew, Marilyn
was pressing herself harder against it. His courage grew with
this thought, and he allowed his hand to drop to Marilyn's full
buttocks. He smoothed the material of her dress and returned to
the flesh of her ass to squeeze. As he did, a soft moan escaped
Marilyn's lips and her pussey pressed against him once again.
Soon the music came to an end, and they were forced to separate.
Dax began to show signs of embarrassment as they returned to
the bar, and then his pride took over. He hoped that some of the
other patrons saw his rock-hard cock as he returned. He was proud
of it. Marilyn stopped abruptly as they returned, and Dax ran
into her tight ass with his erection. She looked over her
shoulder and smiled. "I just wanted to make sure that you were
there."
After they took their seats Dax indicated that it might be
nice if they were able to go someplace that would be a little bit
more private. Marilyn agreed. They finished their drinks, and Dax
pulled her chair out so they could exit.
"The kids are at my mom's, and I would love it if you would
come over for a while Dax," Marilyn offered.
"Are you sure it won't be any problem?" Dax inquired. Im-
mediately he knew that he should have merely said that he would
love to. Why would he take a chance like that? She might have
re-thought the matter.
"No. It's not a problem. I'm anxious to learn more about
hypnosis and your adventures. It's pretty obvious that you have
become rather proficient at snake charming," she offered with a
cute smile as her eyes riveted on the front of his trousers.
After assisting Marilyn into her car, Dax got into his and
followed her. His mind was racing. He couldn't remember the last
time that someone turned him on this much. He could almost she
her dress rising over her head as she remove it for his intruding
gaze. He thought of her lovely buns, draped with only the
sheerest of panties. He envisioned her soft pubic hairs furtively
escaping the edge of her sex-soaked panties. He could smell her
womanhood as her excitement increased. He wanted to make this
woman part of him.
Marilyn interrupted his mental adventure as she pulled into
a driveway. Christ! He didn't even know which street he was on.
His mind had obviously been elsewhere. He felt his heart begin-
ning to beat more rapidly as he put his car in park and extin-
guished his lights. After a quick check in the mirror to make
sure that his hair didn't look like a squirrel he was out of the
car and walking behind this lovely creature.
She fitted the key into the lock and looked back over her
shoulder in an inviting manner. Marilyn lowered her coat to a
waiting chair and told Dax to make himself at home. "I think a
drink would be in order. Why don't you see if you can put some
nice music on. The CD's are right next to the player."
"You must enjoy classical music. Three quarters of what you
have is classical," Dax raised his voice to assure that Marilyn
heard him. He selected several pieces, placed them into the CD
changer and pushed the play button. Looking around the room, he
was gratified to see that Marilyn's taste extended to her lovely
furnishings. Soon she returned with a bottle of wine and two
glasses.
"I've always been partial to classical music Dax. I think
you'll enjoy this wine. It's kind of hard to come by 'round these
parts partner," she teased with a country drawl as she seated
herself close to him. "Now how does this hypnosis work that you
have talked so much about?"
Dax explained that almost anything was possible with the use
of hypnosis if the subject had the ability. The ability generally
was referred to as somnambulism. Many people were very suggest-
ible and could achieve wonderful results through hypnosis.
"What kind of results Dax?" was her next question as she
moved closer yet to him. He seemed to be trying to formulate an
answer but encountered difficulty due to the closeness of her
soft ample breasts.
"You can be anyone you want. You can be with anyone you want
to be with. You can be anywhere you want to be and feel as you
wish for as long as you can physically stand it," he explained as
his arm encircled her shoulders.
"If I wanted to be with you, on a secluded beach, in the hot
sun, with gulls overhead and waves lapping at the shore, could
you make that happen?" she questioned with interest.
"I really can't make anything happen for you Marilyn. You
actually make what happens occur. Each of us has the ability, to
one degree or another, to hypnotize ourselves. I would only be
helping you through the process you don't quite understand," Dax
explained.
"Let's give it our best shot Dax. I would like to experience
the scenario just as I outlined it. I want to be with you. I want
it to be great and I want it to last," Marilyn pleaded.
Dax took her through various relaxation stages and success-
fully helped her to a deep trance state. He indicated to her that
they had been marooned on a dessert island and that on a portable
radio they heard that a rescue party was two days away from
bringing them back to civilization. It would be night time and a
nice camp fire had been built. When he snapped his fingers once,
it would soon be daylight and the sun would be glorious; they
would be totally alone. He gave her the suggestion that they had
been attracted to one another during their sea voyage but hadn't
the opportunity to connect.
He further gave her a suggestion that she hadn't had sex in
over six months and that she was absolutely insane with desire.
Even if she masturbated she could not quench her thirst for sex.
Dax told her that at the count of three she would awaken, find
herself on an old boat seat that washed ashore and be a little
cold from the dusk winds blowing off the water.
She would experience a desire unlike she ever felt before.
Each time she had an orgasm, it would take violent hold of her
and last three times longer that she had ever experienced before.
Her nipples would be so sensitive that she would shudder with the
least touch. When she placed his cock in her mouth she would feel
this intense pressure on her clitoris. The deeper she placed his
rigid penis in her throat, the more intense the feeling in her
hole would be.
Dax asked her if she understood everything that he told her,
and she acknowledged that she had with a nod of her head. He also
told her that when he placed her head between his hands and
kissed her on the forehead, she would awaken, feel wonderful and
more satisfied than she had ever felt before. The next time that
he snapped his fingers twice, while looking into her eyes, she
would fall into a fast, deep sleep. So he began, "one, two,
three."
Marilyn sat on the couch that she perceived to be the boat
seat. She had an utterly lost look on her face. Her arms crossed
her chest in an effort to ward off the cold. She sheepishly in-
quired, "do you think we will be OK until they arrive Dax?"
"I'm sure we will be just fine. I don't think there are any
dangerous animals on the prowl, I have built a nice fire and it
will be daylight soon," he said.
"Would you mind if I get out of these wet things and try to
warm myself by the fire Dax. I'm a little embarrassed, but I
don't want to get pneumonia," she pleaded shyly.
Dax could only nod his consent. He had been waiting to see
this lovely body all of his life. Marilyn got up and turned so
that he could release her zipper. She removed the red dress, and
Dax noticed the visible goose flesh as she did so. He had ob-
viously helped her attain temperature hallucination. She was ac-
tually chilly. Dax went over to a near-by arm chair and retrieved
an afghan to place around her. By this time she had removed her
bra but modestly kept her back to Dax. He placed the afghan
around her shivering shoulders and drew her to him.
Marilyn melted back into his arms and could feel his meat
pressed against her warming buttocks. He felt her fumble a little
and turn to look into his eyes. "You have been so very kind to
me. This is absolutely frightening not knowing exactly when they
will come for us," Marilyn whispered.
Dax eased her down on the "boat seat" and gathered her to
him to increase her warmth. His nose was blessed with the scent
of her hair and the warmth of her body. Again their eyes met. Her
mouth opened ever so slightly as her eyes began to close. Closer
and closer their lips came to touching. At last he could feel her
hot breath bleeding into his own lungs; a kiss of gratitude
turned quickly into a kiss of passion and need. The afghan feel
from her shoulders.
Moments later his strong hands were on her body. Touching
softly and moving on. Her back flexed as his hands moved slowly
up and down its spine resting on her buttocks. She considered
stopping but she couldn't make herself. Her own hands began to
experiment with the muscles of his body. She felt them ripple to
her touch as a soft moan escaped his lips. This slight sound lit
off lovely explosions in her head. His hands were on her thighs
touching every inch as softly as an angel's kiss. She knew she
was wet with anticipation and hunger. Uncontrollably, her hand
soon found the hardness of the staff in his pants. Her control
was gone and she didn't care.
His hands were under her heavy breasts cupping and teasing
and teasing her ripe, hard nipples. Once when she was a child she
experienced a fever that was accompanied by a shivering
phenomenon. As his fingers touched her dark pink nipples, this
experience was relived. She began to press her wet, hairy mound
into the seat for some simple relief from the mounting frustra-
tion. His tongue was on her neck tracing love notes. It then
moved to her heaving swollen breasts.
She felt teeth and lips on her blood-engorged nipples. Again
a shivering took control of her body, and ripples of excitement
thundered through her body. His hand traveled down to that moist,
fragrant hole of her womanhood. Explosions went off in her head
as his hand crept inside her panties to feel her slippery cunt.
He inserted one finger inside her body and then another. In cir-
cular motions he soon brought her to heaven. The bone shaking
convulsions continued on and on. She had never experienced such
an orgasm. Would there never be an end to this joy? She prayed
there would not. Her jerking and moaning brought yet additional
growth to his throbbing cock.
As if drawn by a magnet, her lips traversed the distance be-
tween his hairy chest and his huge staff. Soon she brought that
gentle monster inside she mouth and teased it with delight. He
was bone hard and bursting with excitement. Her soft mouth sucked
him deep inside to her waiting throat. Something was happening to
her. Up and down went her hungry mouth as her tongue gave him yet
new pleasures. She couldn't seem to get enough of this warrior
spear into her throat. Deeper and deeper she sucked the huge cock
into her mouth until her lips brushed the depths of his public
wire. With each inch her moans grew in volume and intensity.
His head was spinning as he whispered in her ear that he had
never had such tender bliss. The heat rising from her cunt was
quite amazing. He took her swollen sex lips in his mouth and
sucked and nibbled for minutes, his tongue teasing and probing.
All the while, one of his hands was squeezing her buttocks with
such strength it doubled her excitement. His other hand gently
twisted one of her hard nipples. He sucked her sweet love juice
and drank from her wriggling body, swallowing the divine cream
with animal-like relish.
Her soft pussey was going into spasms now, and he felt the
muscles in her vagina grab for his teasing tongue as he lanced it
into her tense body. Her smooth, rounded hips were jerking up and
down as she attempted to shove as much cunt into his mouth as she
possible could. Spreading her legs wide apart, he raised her but-
tocks in his hands and kissed at her dripping fanny, his nose
completely buried and lost in the dark, springy hairs of her
mound.
The lips of her sweet cunt were now spread very wide apart,
in a way that completely exposed her deep, hot cavern, the soft
lips of her slit parting and pulsing with desire. The pinkish
flesh gleamed with her love juice, which trickled and oozed down
her tunnel and greased everything ready for the fuck that she was
dying for.
Taking his fat, throbbing weapon in both hands, he took the
tip and rubbed it all over the slippery opening of her slit,
smearing it with her juices. She had the look of a hungry animal.
She didn't want fucked any longer; she needed it. Lowering him-
self on her body, he slid nine inches of cock into her eager
hole. Her cunt swallowed every hot, steaming inch of it, the
membranes inside her gripped his penis as he rammed it deeper and
deeper into the liquid cauldron. The walls of her inner cunt con-
tracted tightly around this invading rod.
The inner walls of her cunt seemed to quiver and clutch,
enclosing the unyielding bulk of his cock in a loving grasp. The
tip of his prick was pressing against her cavity. He enjoyed the
depth of penetration for a few seconds more then grunted with
pleasure as her vaginal muscles squeezed his cock in a milking
action. In a motion that didn't dislodge his towering piston, he
swung her over and placed her above him. Her heavy glistening
breasts swayed in his pleasure-filled face. His tongue reached up
to thank each rock-hard nipple in its own way for presenting such
an erotic view.
He began to see-saw in and out of her as she began to lever
herself up and down the long, thick pole which impaled her. Her
juices were soaking her pubic hair and the slopping, slushing,
slurping sounds from her clasping cunt was erotic music to their
ears. As she cried for it he bucked his hips even faster, match-
ing her up and down motion, her belly smacking against his with
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