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shoulder length brown hair, a lovely smile, large breasts and a
well-defined waist. Her wit assured Dax that she was someone that
he would enjoy being with.
She had indicated some interest in hypnosis, but said that
it had been tried before with her to no avail. Further, she
shared that she had a very vivid imagination and did love sex a
great deal. Her main interest was in satisfying her partner.
"Would you be willing to have me try working with you one day to
determine if you have the ability to go into a trance?" Dax asked
during one of their frequent conversations.
"Well, I think we have gotten to know one another well
enough. I wouldn't be opposed to it, but I really don't think
that it will do any good. Do you think thursday will be good for
you," she asked.
"I don't think I have anything pressing. I'll double check
and leave a message for you on the system. Just leave your
address and the time you want me to show up. If there's a
problem, I'll let you know, and we can make it another time," Dax
urged.
Star's mind began to question. 'Wouldn't it be great to make
love in a space ship? I wonder what kind of a guy this Dax really
is? Could I really be hypnotized? I wonder how it would feel that
have a Romulan's thick cock inside of me? Does a Romulan have a
cock?' The questions continued to flow with no distinct result in
mind. The thought of it, none-the-less was making her horny. She
hoped that thursday would bring some interesting answers.
Dax returned home from the office and turned on his
computer. In only seconds he was on line with the bulletin board
system and found that there was a message for him. His eyes lit
up when he saw that Star had left him the information about her
address, general directions and the time of eight o'clock. He
immediately keyed in the information advising her that the date
and time were fine, and that he would be happy to be there.
Method would be the difficulty. Dax knew that if Star was
intelligent and had a vivid imagination, she should be very
susceptible to hypnosis. Her problem was likely that no one took
enough time to relax her sufficiently to allow the suggestions to
do their work. Dax had devised a method that had worked several
times in the past and would introduce Star to it when they met.
Thursday arrived and Dax started to drive over to Star's
house. He was about fifteen minutes early so he decided to just
ride about the neighborhood. At 8:00 o'clock he drew together the
courage to approach Star's door. After a brief wait and after the
knock on the door, it opened to reveal a lovely woman with a warm
smile and a look of slight apprehension. "Dax?" she asked,
wondering if this could be her previously unseen friend. A
wordless smile assured her that this was indeed Dax, and she
invited him to enter. "Please made yourself comfortable, Dax. I
thought I would get us a drink. Would you like a glass of white
wine?, she queried.
"That'd be great Star; but please don't go to any trouble,"
Dax pleaded in his best manner. He walked into the living room
and settled in what appeared to be a comfortable chair. Soon Star
returned with a tray bearing a bottle of chilled wine, a cork
screw and two stemmed glasses. He couldn't help but to notice her
warm body as it swayed into the room. She appealed to him in
several respects. He already knew that she had a pleasant enough
personality, and now he saw that she was also physically
appealing. "Would you like to begin right away, Star?" he asked.
"Whenever you're ready, Dax," she responded. Dax asked her
to pour herself a glass of wine and have a seat in a comfortable
chair. She did so and selected a chair close to Dax. She sipped
on the wine and leaned back to become comfortable. Dax slowly
took her through a series of relaxation exercises and noticed
that she was making fine progress. He decided to deepen the
trance and see what happened. She was indeed imaginative and
seemed to be a good subject. The trance was deepened once again.
She was mentally brought down deeper and deeper by visualizing an
escalator reaching to the depths of her mind. Dax could see the
muscles of her body begin to relax as she sunk into the chair.
"You are now in a deeper sleep than you have ever been
before, Star. You are a very sensual woman, and you can feel
yourself tingling all over. There is a warmth spreading
throughout your lovely body, teasing your full breasts and
painting your womanhood. It merely serves to make you more
comfortable and relaxed. You have often shared an interest in
Science Fiction. I am going to take you on a journey that will
enable you to experience things that you have never felt before.
From time to time you will perceive yourself to be in danger, but
I stress that at no time will I allow anything to happen to you.
If at any time you become too concerned, you may fall into a
natural sleep and awaken slowly; unafraid and well rested. You
are not compelled to do anything against your will. If you
encounter anything that you are uncomfortable with, feel free to
share that with me. Do you understand?" Dax asked. Star nodded
slowly, and Dax continued.
"You will become the character in this story, and you will
see, hear and feel everything that the character does.
"Star finds herself in a strange land. There are colors she
has never seen, sounds she's never heard and smells that have
never touched her senses. There is an abundance of lovely trees
and flowers that blend to offer her eyes the most wondrous gift.
She can hear a waterfall close by and smell the moisture in the
air. Her heart is racing in anticipation of what experience she
may meet.
"She is science officer and has just ridden a light beam to
this strange planet's surface. Star is under orders of the
Captain of the vessel which has brought her to this strange
globe. She is on a mission to discover if there exists
intelligent life on this planet. She looks about and see Maagnex,
a citizen of Szinval. Earth and Szinval have entered into an
alliance of joint adventure to search the galaxy for other
potential allies in their common battle against an evil galactic
empire. Maagnex is neither man nor woman. Szinvalites have the
ability to self reproduce and re-generate themselves.
"As she exchanges wary glances with her new partner,
suddenly she sees a slow flash of bluish energy strike Maagnex
squarely in the chest. He drops to the reddish ground, and she
immediately pulls her ultra-sound weapon. Her eyes flash from
colorful rock to unrecognized tree in an effort to locate the
source of the assassin. She sees movement to the left, and
quickly turns and trains her weapon on the area of movement. A
scale-covered creature peeks out from behind a green rock and
takes aim. Star's weapon is discharged, and an inhuman sound
issues forth from behind the rock.
"Cautiously, she approaches the spot where the sound came
from. Her eyes fix on what appears to be a monster of regal
proportions. He must have stood eight feet tall. He was
completely naked and covered with reptilian scales. She believes
that it must have been a male because of the rather large sex
organs that resembled those of a human man. In the distance, she
hears animal-like sounds and see several similar creature
approaching. She is grateful that they don't look too bright.
Quickly she returns to Maagnex and begins to usher it into what
appears to be a cave off to your left. As she drags Maagnex into
the cave, she feels a slight upward pull.
"She enters further into the cave and Maagnex soon feels
almost weightless. Suddenly, she feels herself rising up into the
air in the interior of the cave. Maagnex is following her. She
settles gently onto the ceiling of the cave. She is only twenty
feet into the cave, and she feels almost weightless. The whole
world seems to be up side down. As she pulls Maagnex further into
the cave, her weight seems to increase. There was never anything
like this in her star manual. Gravity becomes reversed in this
bizarre cave.
"Her journey continues as she attempts to find a place where
she can administer aid to Maagnex and notify her Captain. Soon
she finds a small pool of water, resting comfortably in the
ceiling of the cave. Maagnex groans, and she harbors some hope
that it will recover sufficiently to return to the ship's medical
staff. Its wounds are dressed to such an extent to stop the
slight bleeding that occurred, and she reaches for her
communication device. 'Star to Command', she hails the ship.
"There is no answer and her concern increases that the
reverse field that she has encountered has hampered her ability
to reach her ship. She must return to the mouth of the cave in an
effort to contact the ship. She decides to wait in hopes that her
unwanted visitors outside the cave will take their fallen warrior
and leave the area. If the crew of the ship does not hear from
Star soon, they will surely investigate.
"Minutes passed like lazy hours. She decides to approach the
entrance to the cave to try again to communicate with the ship.
Stealthily, she moves across the ceiling of the cave. She begins
to feel more weightless again. Just as she sees the opening, she
feels a presence and smells an odor that she can not identify.
Her weapon is advanced before her. Instantly, her arm is in the
cold grip of something or someone unidentifiable. The pressure on
her wrist is so severe that her weapon floats away. In one swift,
powerful motion she feels her suit stripped from her to expose
her ample breasts and vacillating thighs.
"It was one of the creatures that she had encountered upon
arrival. Her heart pounds as she fights this frightening
creature. His cold, scaled hands gently but menacingly reach for
her undulating breasts and strokes her taunt buttocks wiggling
toward freedom. Suddenly her panties disappear in one movement
exposing a tuft of soft hair which protects her velvety pussy
lips. Her mind is racing. This creature is trying to rape her.
She sees his engorged, scaleless member standing in an erect
fashion. It has increased in size and must now be twenty inches
in length and a full four inches wide. His balls are like two
soft coconuts, devoid of hair.
"There is no possible way that she can survive such an
assault. Star reaches deep within herself to muster all of her
strength and lashes out with her foot at his huge balls. After
the thud which sounded foreboding, she looks into his eyes to
determine what damage is done. It appeared as though he smiled.
Her concern turns to panic. As they floated through the air, she
is helpless to stop his drive. His cold hand reaches into the
crevice of her ass, and he spreads her legs with his strong
finger-like extensions. His other hand is around her waist, and
he draws her to him. Closer and closer his huge cock comes to her
straining pussy. It touches the lips of her pussy, and she fights
him away once again. Her strength is quickly subsiding, and she
knows that only moments stand between her and agony.
"Zap... the report of a ultra-sound weapon steals through
the cave. Star looks into the face of her assailant to find a
stupid, confused look which seemed to linger motionless. The
creature relaxed and seemed to float over into the corner of the
cavern. Star remained floating in the cave, and soon her eyes
fell upon Captain Dax Mandrel standing at the entrance to the
grotto. Star's relief was beyond words. 'Are you OK, Star?' asked
Dax.
"'Yes Captain. I've never been so glad to see anyone in my
life; in the life I almost didn't have any more. Thank you.
"'I've never seen a reverse gravity cave before. Is Maagnex
in there with you?' the Captain inquired as he attempted to
divert his eyes out of deference to Star's nakedness.
"'Yes Captain. I don't know what kind of shape it's in. It
took a pretty bad shot to the chest,' she responded as she
suddenly realized that she didn't have a stitch of clothing on.
"The Captain explains that their is a security team outside.
He asks them to wait so that Star will not be embarrassed. He
enters the cave and she feels his eyes on her body as she
modestly attempts to cover herself as well as she may with her
hands. The Captain sees her heavy breasts floating in the air.
Her buttocks wiggle nicely as she moves her legs in an effort to
maintain balance. He indicates that he will need some help
getting Maagnex to the entrance to the cave. She puts her modesty
on the back burner and follows him to the rear of the cavern. She
feels her weight shift as the gravity once again begins to pull
on her breasts and buttocks. This is one of the strangest
feelings she has ever had. It is exciting. It is equally exciting
how the Captain looks at her body and tries to pretend not to see
it.
"Star assists Captain Mandrel carry Maagnex to the entrance
to the cavern. He indicates that she should stay well within the
cave until he returns with a new uniform for her. He helped her
locate her weapon and left the cavern with Maagnex into the hands
of the security team waiting to assist.
Dax was giving the suggestions to Star as she reclined in
the chair, he noticed that she was becoming excited from time to
time. She seemed to enjoy the weightless feeling that she found
in the cave. He decided to help her capitalize on the feeling.
"You are still in the cavern, warm but naked. You remain in
the weightless area of the cave and are enjoying a feeling that
you have never felt before. Your breasts are large but seem to
float in the air. It is almost similar to swimming in the buff.
You can feel the warm, damp air all around you; kissing your
thighs, teasing your nipples and separating your buttocks. You
enjoy the thought of Captain Mandrel sneaking peeks at your
lovely body. You enjoyed the feeling when you brushed up against
him as you assisted him removing Maagnex from the cave. You begin
to think how it would be to make love in mid-air.
"Almost uncontrollably, your hands reach up and caress your
breasts and tweak you nipples as you wait for the Captain to
return. Suspended in the air you reach behind you to feel the
texture of your buttocks. As you cup one breast with one hand,
the other dips into your own cave to feel its wetness. You are
not sure whether it was the fear of the creature or the
excitement that Captain Mandrel offered that made you as wet as
you are. You slip one finger inside of your honey pot; then
another and yet another. You begin to pinch and pull at your
nipples.
"When I snap my fingers once, you will open your eyes. You
will be in the cavern in a weightless state. You will notice that
the Captain has returned and has been watching you from the
shadows. You may feel free to deal with this in any way you see
fit. When I snap my fingers again, you will wake up completely
and feel wonderfully rested and completely relaxed. The next time
that I snap my fingers twice and tell you to relax, you will fall
into a deep sleep just as you have this time. Do you understand
all that I have told you, Star?" Dax asked.
"Yes. I understand," Star said in an almost imperceptible
voice.
Dax snapped his fingers and Star opened her eyes. She jumped
as if she were startled and immediately covered herself with her
hands. She sheepishly looked at Dax and began searching for
words.
"I'm sorry Captain. It was just a strange feeling; something
that I have never felt before. I don't usually touch myself. I
prefer to leave that to someone else," Star offered.
Dax returned, "with a body like that, I think I would touch
it as often as I could. I'm kind of sorry now that I never paid
more attention to you. This atmosphere is exciting. It must be
something like skinny-dipping. I brought a new uniform for you. I
hope that I got the size right."
"I was just thinking the same thing.. about skinny-dipping I
mean. It is uncanny how wonderful it feels. If you don't think
you'll be missed for a while, we could always explore this cave a
little more closely. That would give you a chance to see what it
feels like," Star said.
The Captain returned to the mouth of the cave, said
something on the communicator and returned. He began removing his
uniform with a rather shy smile on his face. "You only live once.
Right?" he said to Star.
She smiled and opened her arms to his naked body. Their lips
met in a warm kiss that seemed to melt with their heat. His hands
reached to touch her large, but weightless breasts. She could
feel her nipples harden to a marble-like quality as they tingled
in his hands. Star felt his cock begin to make the journey from
its resting place to what must be new heights. His tool was not
just floating at this point; it was straining. She could feel it
leave a trail of fluid on her thigh as it increased in both
length and girth. Her hands reached for his buttocks to feel the
hair that uniformly covered his muscular globes. His hand, in
turn, found the cleft between her own ass cheeks, and he
separated these soft, tight mounds.
Her lovely, woolly cunt was dripping with anticipation. The
lips of her pussy began to pout and fold out in anticipation of
his inevitable entrance. Dax placed the tips of his raging organ
into the opening and allowed it to tease. First an inch went into
the depths; then another. He then pulled it out, covered with her
hot cream. He pressed further into her slippery love hole with
four inches and again withdrew. In his next effort, he slip all
eight inches of his fuck tube into her hot cunt until his balls
were well seated against her puckered ass hole. At this depth he
remained, savoring the involuntary convulsions of her hot tunnel.
Lowering his head, he began to suck unrelenting on her ripe
nipples; feeling the spongy texture of her large breasts. It
seemed to Star as if his thick penis began to grow again. "Fuck
my sweet hole Dax. Fuck it hard and deep. Fuck me in the air. Put
your cock deeper into me than you have ever put it in any one,"
she almost screamed.
Dax drove his diamond hard cock into Star with wild abandon.
They floated in the air as Star bucked and road this fiery rod.
Her breasts floated effortlessly, and she could feel the air
surrounding them. Suddenly, she could feel a new rigidity enter
Dax's cock. He grunted deeply and began to shoot hot loads of
cream into Star's waiting hole. She too, felt a tingling begin in
her toes and move throughout her body. It seemed as if it would
last forever. Again and again a new orgasm visited her.
Soon, they were both spent; drifting in the air. They
relaxed into a cuddling position and continued to touch one
another. Dax broke the silence, "I do hope that you enjoyed it as
much as I did."
"Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful, Captain," she responded.
"I don't doubt that this is one of the most exciting caves
that I have ever explored. I hope that I will have the
opportunity to explore with you once again, Star," Dax said as he
snapped his fingers.
#
HYPNOSEX - CHAPTER TEN
July of '91 had to be one of the most sweltering heat waves
in history for the mid west. Dax was sure that there was a direct
correlation between the heat and his libido. He seemed to stay
horny all of the time. He had to "get off" each night before
going to sleep, and he woke up with a cock hard enough to cut
diamonds. He knew that he was ready for a new adventure.
Recently, he joined a new computer bulletin board service in
Cleveland. It really seemed to be a great board because it had a
matching service that provided an outline of all of the
subscribers and what there interest were. He had pulled up a list
of about thirty singles of couples that were interested in
meeting him.
Sometimes the conversations got so hot on the computer that
he couldn't help but stroke his tool while trying to type in
responses. Carla was one of the most exciting new contacts he had
made. Her profile indicated that she was married, 39 years old,
5'5" tall, 135 pounds, long brown hair, blue eyes and hot to
trot. During one of their chats, she indicated that hypnosis
interested her, but she didn't know much about it. They had made
arrangements to meet so that Dax could better explain the process
and benefits.
Dax arrived at the little town just east of Cleveland at a
little before seven o'clock on the agreed upon evening. By seven
o'clock he was parking the car in front of the address that he
had been given. Walking toward the door, he wondered how Carla
and he husband, Tom would be. To his pleasant surprise, the door
was answered by an extremely lovely creature wearing a small
halter top that barely contained a remarkable set of breasts, a
short white skirt that accented her ample buttocks and high heals
that gave her legs the most interesting and seductive curves.
There seemed to be one bonus after the other. Her lovely hair
fell in soft curls to frame the face of an angel. "Please come in
Dax," she said with what appeared to be a pleased look on her
face.
Dax stepped into the foyer and extended his hand in
greeting. Carla accepted his hand, cupped it and pulled it into
her breast as she kissed him on the cheek. He could already feel
the heat develop in his loins. Her eyes seemed to be memorizing
him as she said, "Come in to the den and have a seat while I get
you something to drink. Tom will be here in just a little while.
I sent him out for a few things. What would you like to drink?"
"A little demon rum and some diet cola if you have it,
Carla. You have a lovely place," Dax offered as his eyes drank of
her form gliding across the room toward the bar. This was an ass
that he wanted to forever remember. It wasn't that her skirt was
that tight. It was the material that seemed to cling in just the
right fashion to reveal each ass cheek in all its glory. They
moved like a symphony with each step she took. Having
manufactured Dax's drink and preparing one for herself, Carla
returned to Dax and offered one of the glasses. Her return trip
was just as exciting. Her soft breasts bounced appealingly during
her return. She held her arms slightly away from her body as she
carried the drinks. This seemed to accent her ripened nipples.
Dax thought that she may becoming as excited by the prospects as
he was.
"Good heavens. You are a lovely woman, Carla. I don't think
that I can keep my mind on anything with the way you look," Dax
said.
With a devilish smile, Carla said, "do you want me to change
or cover something up?"
"I can think of a thing or two that I would like to see you
cover up, but please don't change on my account," he responded
with a chuckle.
"Do you mean covering your long, hot cock with my tight,
hairy cunt hole while you suck on my big tits and bite my juicy
nipples? Or maybe cover up your thick bone with my lips while I
suck the last bit of cream out of your big balls." In a flash she
had pulled up her halter top and her huge breasts bounced free.
"Conceivably, I could grease up these big knockers and let you
titty fuck me and come on my erect nipples," she said in a soft
tone with a matter-of-fact look on her face.
Dax almost fell over backward in the chair he was in. Carla
began laughing, pulled down her top and said, "I'm just kidding
Dax. I hope that we do get to that point, but I just wanted to
see the look on your face.
"You did take me by surprise," Dax smiled. "I do have to
admit that you have two of the most remarkable tits I have ever
seen." If this was any indication of what was in store for Dax,
he knew he had made the right choice to visit. He cock stayed
hard as they continued their conversation. Suddenly, they were
interrupted by the phone ringing. Carla got up from her chair and
made her way over to the phone. Dax could not take his eyes off
her swaying buttocks and almost spilled his drink.
Carla spoke softly, and Dax could not hear what she was
saying. After a short time she returned and explained that Tom
had gotten tied up and wouldn't be able to join them for about an
hour or so. She asked Dax if he could explain the hypnosis
process. This he did. He went into enough detail to explain how
the trance state was induced and what could be accomplished
through the use of hypnosis.
"Could you make me believe that you or I are someone or
something other than who or what we are?" she asked leaning
toward him and offering a lucid view of her stunning cleavage.
"I really can't do anything, Carla. I am only your guide.
You actually accomplish all of these things yourself. You can
lengthen the duration of your climax, make various parts of your
body more sensitive than normal or turn yourself or other into
anyone or anything you can imagine," he answered.
"Let's not wait, Dax. Put me into a trance now so I can see
what you're talking about," Carla pleaded.
"First I would like to just do some relaxation exercises. It
will enable me to determine what your ability currently is and
decide how far to go today. Is that OK with you?" he asked.
"You're the boss. Just don't turn me into a chicken or make
me chase cars," she teased.
Dax placed her in an upright chair and began to induce the
trance state. She seemed to be responding rather well so he
continued his efforts using the escalator approach. She was
brought lower and lower into the depths of her own mind. He then
relaxed each major muscle group by lightly touching the area and
drawing attention to it. This part was difficult for Dax because
he had to maintain his professionalism while touching her
wonderful body.
After a couple of tests to determine depth, Dax began to
give Carla post hypnotic suggestions that would serve to
demonstrate what she would be able to accomplish. He indicated to
her that she would not feel any different and would probably not
think that she had been asleep. Her nipples would not become
rigid unless her left ear was touched. Once that happened her
nipples would become as rigid as marbles.
He told her that whenever her left knee and left elbow were
touched at the time, she would feel the pressure of hungry lips
on her nipples. Additionally, if these areas were slightly
shaken, she would feel a light electric shock sensation in her
nipples.
He then indicated to her that when she felt herself reaching
orgasm, she would be unable to come unless she was dancing nude.
When she started coming, all she had to do to double the
intensity of the orgasm was to pinch her nipples. If this night
she was made love to, she would be unable to reach a climax
unless Dax pushed her left nipple like a button. When this
occurred, she would have the most significant orgasm of her life.
In order to more easily go into a trance the next time, Dax
gave her another post-hypnotic suggestion. When he snapped his
finger twice and told her to fall into a deep sleep, she would
immediately do so. She was asked and indicated that she
understood each suggestion. Dax told her that at the count of
three she would awaken, remember as much as she likely and feel
terrific and sexy.
At the count of three Carla's eyes opened slowly and she had
an incredulous smirk on her face. She said, "I don't feel as if
anything happened, Dax."
"You don't always feel as though something has happened. It
is only an altered state of consciousness. It's not actually
sleep. However, now you have abilities that you have never had
before," Dax explained.
"I don't feel any different, but all of this talk about sex
has made me awfully horny. I can feel it building in me and I
want to explode," she said almost apologetically.
"You are not all that horny, Carla. Your nipples are not
hard and they can't get hard unless we impose one of the
suggestions I gave you earlier," Dax assured her.
Carla looked at him as if her were crazy, "my nipples are
almost always hard, Dax." She looked down at her breasts but did
not see the tell tail impressions in her halter top. When she
raised her eyes to look at Dax, she had a look of disbelief on
her face. "This is insane. I hope to hell that you haven't taken
something away from me. The sensitivity of my nipples are
critical, Dax.
Dax said, "it only takes a second to fix. I want you to try
to make your nipples hard, Carla. Touch them, think of the
hottest experience in your life, pinch them, pull on them or even
touch your pussy. When you are convinced that you have done
everything possible, let me have a try." She followed Dax's
suggestions point by point. First she removed her top. Her
nipples were lovely large patches adorning her breasts, but they
were flat and lifeless. She touched them gently at first and then
became more demanding. With her eyes closed tightly, she pulled
and pinched at the lovely pink patches to no avail. She began to
twirl the nipple of her left breast and her other hand reached
down into the heated gap between her legs.
"It feels great, but I can't seem to bring any life into
them. Please tell me that you will take this away," she said
almost in a panic. He walked over to her and told her to keep her
eyes on her nipples. Then he raised his hand and touched her left
ear. Suddenly her nipples began to harden right in front of her
eyes. They became towering bundles of rigid flesh. They started
out pink and as they continued to grow they became almost red. A
smile soon replaced the frown and she lifted her breasts, began
to shake them and said, "all right! Now I have my lovely nipples
back again. You scarred the hell out of me, Dax. It is possible
that it was only a coincidence though. It could be the
temperature in this room or apprehension about being so near a
stranger."
"Would you like to go on to the next step of the
demonstration?" asked Dax. She indicated that she would. Dax
knelt down next to Carla and touched her left knee and left elbow
at the same time. Immediately her eyes shot open wide and another
look of disbelief found itself on her face.
"Dax, this is unbelievable. I actually feel a wet pressure
on my nipples. It feels like searching lips," she said. Dax
removed his hands and the sensation went away. "Oh Dax, why did
you stop. It felt so incredible."
"Try it yourself. Place your left hand on your left knee and
your right hand on your left elbow, Carla. Go ahead. You'll be
pleasantly surprised," he coached her. Carla did this and again
got a look of amazement on her face. "If you want to try
something else, let me know when you are ready," he offered.
She indicated that she was ready so Dax explained that she
should shake her left knee and left elbow. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Oh
my Lord. I never felt anything like this before," suddenly she
stopped. "I can't hurt myself doing this can I Dax."
Dax assured her that there was not any actual electricity
other than that which the mind provided. She returned to her
efforts and Dax watched becoming more excited as he watched her
breasts jumping with delight. More and more she shook herself.
She had a determined look on her face and was trying feverishly
to climax. "Why can't I get off. I've never felt this good
before, but I can't seem to get off," she said through clenched
teeth.
Dax explained that they only way she could come now was to
remove the remainder of her clothing and dance. She argued with
him and told him that she was almost there as she continued to
shake her knee and elbow. Suddenly she jumped up, removed her
clothes and started to dance wildly. This was the first time that
Dax had the occasion to see her lovely buttocks. As she danced in
one direction, her breasts and buttocks went in four separate and
quite distinct directions. The lovely muff of pubic hair began to
come to life after being matted down by her garments.
It wasn't long before Dax noticed a strange look come over
her face. She danced over to the wall, held on to it and
continued to dance. From the look on her face, it was apparent
that her climax was beginning. "Lean on the wall and pinch your
nipples, Carla," Dax urged her. As she did this she let out a
scream that seemed to shake the room. She fell in jerking motions
to the floor, and Dax hurried to make sure that she did not get
hurt on the way down.
He gently helped her the last few inches to the ground, and
she continued to spasm in his arms; moaning and repeating, "Fuck,
fuck, fuck, myyyy fucking tits are going to explode; my cuuuunt
if a river on fire." She continued to jerk with her hot flesh
pressed against Dax. He wanted in the worst way to bury his rock
hard cock into her cunt; the hairy, hot hole that was visibly
leaking down both of her legs and the cheeks of her ass. Dax held
her gently as she tried to recover, stoking her hair and
whispering assurances to her.
Soon Carla began cooing. She told Dax that she hadn't
remembered anything that exciting in a long time. Suddenly they
heard the door close and Tom said, "where is everyone at?"
"In the living room honey," Carla reached for an afghan to
cover herself. "Dax has done a few experiments that I can't wait
to tell you about."
"You don't have to, honey. I was on the porch and saw most
of everything that happened. I hope you don't mind, Dax. One of
my weaknesses is voyeurism. I got off without touching myself.
That was hot. You're the only one that still has a woody, Dax,"
Tom explained. They all laughed. Carla made something for them to
eat while Dax continued to explain some of the benefits of
hypnosis as a tool in sex. After a lovely snack, they returned to
the living room to finish their discussion.
"This talk has served to make me very horny again, guys.
What to you say we retire to more comfortable digs so you men can
teach me a few things," Carla offered. Both men got up without
saying a word and began to follow Carla to the bedroom.
Carla didn't waste any time getting the bed ready for the
threesome. Dax became increasingly horny as he watched her dance
about the room getting pillows and placing a tape in the VCR.
"Well are you guys going to just stand there, or are you going to
take those things off and join me," she said as she plopped down
on the bed and struck an inviting pose.
Both men began taking their clothes off. Carla began to rub
her legs together as she compared their heavy cocks. Dax was
finished undressing first. He was likely more anxious as Tom had
already dropped a load of thick cream in his jeans while on the
porch. Before Dax was completely in the bed, Carla had reached
out and started to guide his growing penis into her mouth. Tom
soon joined them and ran his hands up her open thighs as he
watched her lips engulf Dax's raging cock bone. Tom began licking
her soft, long legs at the knee, and Dax could feel the vibration
of her throat on his cock as she moaned at the pleasure Tom was
offering.
Tom's hot mouth traveled further up her legs and soon her
wiggling buttocks were resting in his hands; painting them with
her juices. Tom's tongue found its ultimate mark as it dipped
between the hairy lips of her cunt hole and began flicking at her
clit. The excitement drove Carla wild, and she jammed Dax's stiff
rod deep into her throat, licking his balls and moaning even
louder. Her lips began a lovely torture on the growing length of
Dax's engorged shaft. Each time he buried his fuck tool into her
the depths of her mouth she reached out with her tongue and
licked his heavy, swollen balls.
Carla removed his raging bone so that she could turn him
over on his back. Tom got up from the bed to allow her to get
into position to return Dax's glistening bone to her mouth. She
was on her hands and knees sucking on Dax's rock-hard bone, and
her heavy pink tits bounced off of his thighs. Tom was now very
hard and approached Carla from behind. He lubricated her bushy
pussy a little more before he placed the head of his fuck snake
against the lips of her dripping cunt. Tom easily slid the length
of his tool into the depths of her fragrant hole as he filled his
hands with the flesh of her ass.
Carla's moans continued to increase in volume as well as
duration. As Tom's cock drove deeper and deeper, Carla attempted
to take Dax's cock deeper with each thrust. Dax filled his hands
with her beautiful swaying tits and began tweaking the pink
marbles that rested on them. Carla responded by reaching up and
pinching Dax's own sensitive nipples. This was more than he could
take. To stop himself from coming prematurely, he removed his
penis from her mouth and stood up next to the bed. "I don't want
to get off yet. It's too early. Just let me watch Tom poke your
lovely whiskers while your gorgeous breasts sway," Dax pleaded.
Dax took a position in a chair next to the bed with one leg
thrown over the arm of the chair and slowly stroked his long
cock. Periodically he would have to remove his hand to delay the
inevitable. Soon Tom got a look of building tension on his face
and announced that he couldn't hold on any longer. He was going
to come. Tom reached up, filled his hands with breast flesh and
drove his dick deep into Carla cunt hole. He began jerking wildly
as his cream filled her guts. Suddenly, Tom collapsed on the bed
next to Carla and left her on all fours. She looked like a motor
not connected up to the machine she was intended for. With a look
of pleading in her eyes she said, "I don't know what it is Dax,
but I just can't seem to come. Please come over here and stick
your bone in my hole and help me get off. I need more cock, and I
need it now."
Dax didn't need much encouragement. He approached the bed,
slid his hand under her breasts to feel their weight, down her
back, over her still-pumping buttocks and down into the wet,
hairy crack of her ass and slipped two finger into her moving
cunt. She groaned with pleasure as she anticipated the entry of
his swollen rod. Dax knelt on the bed behind her and lower his
nose to the cleft of her ass cheeks. He was intoxicated from the
aroma that filled his senses, and his cock grew even more than he
thought possible. Putting the globes of her ass into his hands,
he placed his cock into the wedge of her womanhood and drove his
cock into her hungry pussy. Immediately he began stroking his
pole into the depths of her greasy cunt as be bunched up her
buttocks and watched his penetration.
Tom moved around in front of Carla and offered his swollen
meat to her panting mouth. She took it into her mouth and reached
up to massage his harry, heavy balls. Dax watched her head as it
drove like a piston on her husband's tool. Dax could feel the
tightening in his loins that always preceded his climax. He
squeezed his buttocks together to gain deeper penetration and let
his load pour into Carla's sucking cunt hole. His spasms
continued as Carla continued to suck on Tom's bone. When he had
drained every last drop of fluid from his balls, he left his
relaxing penis in her hole as she continued to pump. Soon Dax's
meat had lost its length and fell out of her gaping love tunnel.
He heard her let escape a sigh of frustration. "Will I never be
able to come?" she sighed.
Dax instructed her to lie on her back and open her legs.
Then he told Tom to get in the saddle and drive his bone in Carla
as deep as he could. He sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed
her left breast as Tom continued his efforts. Dax lifted her
breast, kissed her nipple and pushed on it with his index finger
as if it were a button. Carla got a look on her face that was so
passionate that it temporarily frightened Tom.
Immediately, Carla's cunt began to tighten and squeezed
Tom's thick cock. "Holy Christ...... I'm coming! Oh.. Fuck my wet
hole mother fucker! Fuck it hard.... Harder... Squeeze me cheeks,
honey... Squeeze them hard," she said in a jerking voice. Her
eyes rolled up in her head, and she began grunting in unison with
Tom's moans. They pumped together, coming, and coming, and it
seemed like it would never end. Suddenly she reached out and
grabbed Dax's cock, slammed it into her mouth, reached behind him
to squeeze his ass and shoved her index finger into his rubbery
anus. Dax began to come again. She drank from Dax's pumping cock
as Tom drained the last of himself into her spasming pussy lips.
The three new friends collapsed into a near comma. After a
what seemed like a very long time Carla roused herself and asked
if anyone would like a shower. Slowly, as if awoken from
hibernation, Dax and Tom followed Carla into the shower where
they made sure that every inch of her body was cleansed and
dried. The evening ended with a night cap and a promise from
Carla that she would develop a new fantasy for the next time they
met.
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HYPNOSEX - CHAPTER ELEVEN
It had been a lousy week for Mary. Faced with the prospect
of closing her boutique due to falling sales and not having found
a job as yet, she was depressed. Her children, away a college
seemed to be unusually demanding, and it seemed that she couldn't
get anything accomplished. She was convinced that she needed some
diversion. It didn't take long for her to realize that the only
thing that ever made the ugly world go away was the gut wrenching
orgasms that she had from time to time. Fast and furious fucking
would likely be her only salvation from the confusion that she
was currently feeling.
Although she had better and more frequent climaxes when they
used hypnosis, she sometimes became concerned that Dax loved
fantasy more than he did her. She preferred normal, fantasy-free
sex with Dax, but she knew that fantasy sex was his biggest
turn-on. He was obsessed with the thought of another man putting
his hands on her ample breasts. His cock stayed as stiff as a
board each time he thought about another man sucking on her
perfect pink nipples.
Her mind wandered at the sexy thoughts that began to invade
her mind. She thought about the many conversations that she and
Dax had over the years. He always assured her that she was
exciting and that it was a matter of pride. He wanted every man
to want her; to see her naked exciting body; to taste her
fragrant honey pot; to hold her round, smooth buttocks in their
hands. He almost came each time he thought of another man's long,
thick cock bone pounding inside of her twisting belly. That did
it. She would hint to Dax that tonight should be a fantasy night.
Tonight she needed to escape with Dax into her deepest fantasies.
Mary called Dax at work and asked if he would be able to
come home early tonight. He responded by saying that he would try
to be home early and questioned her as to whether anything was
wrong or if she needed anything. "Just you Dax. Ya know, I think
tonight might be the night for us to escape into a wonderful
fantasy. Do you think you might be interested?" she inquired.
"Did you have anything particular in mind, honey?" Dax asked
as his mind and body began to react to the thought.
"I think that tonight I need to be a fucking slut. I need to
meet an absolute stranger... Richard Gear... Ya Richard Gear
should fuck my brains out tonight. I need to have his hands on
me. I want him to such my big tits and make me come all over his
face. He can bring as many friends as he would like," she
offered, knowing that she was driving Dax wild with anticipation.
"I'll be home very early, honey. We can have a little light
dinner and dip into our minds as well as our bodies. Start to
imagine thick, long cocks surrounding you, touching your skin,
invading your hot mouth and your dark hairy cunt hole," Dax began
to tease as his bone began to leave traces of his excitement in
his pants.
Now it was Dax's turn to think of all of the wonderful
possibilities that lay ahead. Although he had experienced a few
affairs over the years, never had he found any woman that could
excite him as much as Mary could. Her body was perfect for him.
He had made love with women that had larger breasts, but Mary's
were perfect. They looked perfect, felt perfect and tasted
perfect. It may have been her reaction to Dax's attention to her
breasts. He wasn't sure. He only knew that her tits exciting him
more than any others.
He had probed the depths of other women's love tunnels, but
never did his cock get harder than with Mary. It could have been
the well-defined lines of her lovely pubic patch. Maybe it was
the appearance of her fat cunt lips as they became excited and
full of anticipation. It could have been the taste of her sweet
pussy nectar. Again, he wasn't sure. He only knew that she was
the best. Mary loved to climax, and just the look on her face
when she got off drove Dax wild.
Mary was blessed with the most lovely set of buttocks. Her
small but fleshy buns wiggled so nicely when she walked. It drove
him wild to fill his hands with ass flesh when he drove his cock
bone deep into her gyrating cunt. She loved to feel his strong
hands squeeze hard as they fucked fast and furious.
Dax's cock was so hard thinking about Mary's lovely body and
about the prospect of her fucking someone else for him that his
hard cock almost went off in his pants. He had a raging hard-on.
He tried to hide it as he walked out to his secretary's desk to
drop off a letter to be typed. He must not have been successful
because her eyes seems to be riveted to his crotch. She looked
away, raised her eye brows slightly and smiled. It must have been
obvious to her that Dax's mind wasn't currently on work. "I'll be
leaving a bit early today. Please just take messages and make
excuses for me," Dax requested.
His secretary suggested with a chuckle as she walked over to
the copy machine that, "it may be a good idea to relax for a
little while and get your mind off the job. I'll hold down the
fort." She put a little extra wiggle in her ass, obviously
thinking about what he would be up to.
The garage door opened as Dax pulled into the driveway.
Having parked the car, he extracted the flowers and candy that he
had acquired on the way home. He danced up the steps and into the
house as he announced that he was home. Setting down the candy,
he began looked for a vase for the flowers. A little water in the
vase and a slight spay on the blooms offered and pleasant picture
of the arrangement. Dax set down the vase on the dinning room
table and noticed that it was set for two. There was a pleasant
aroma as he passed through the kitchen. He reached for the oven
door and heard Mary coming down the hall from the bedroom. "Hey,
get out of the oven before you ruin our dinner," she said with a
chuckle.
Dax looked up to see one of the most lovely sights he could
remember. Mary was standing there with an extremely low-cut
yellow blouse, a tight, light green skirt, lace hose and high
heels. Her breasts were accented so well and her cleavage seemed
to beckon to him. The high heels promoted her lovely buttocks in
such a way as to make Dax want to touch them immediately. What
great legs, he thought. "First, you are going to go get out of
that suit, put something more comfortable on and I'll make you a
cocktail. Dinner will be ready soon and we can get down to
business," Mary directed him as she swayed toward the cabinet
where the liquor was kept. Dax smiled, walked up behind her,
filled his hands with her breasts and placed his cock against her
well shaped ass.
"Yes young lady; whatever you say," he teased as he headed
for the bedroom. Soon he reappeared and found his drink waiting
for him. Mary sauntered over to the table with a glass of white
wine in her hand. She seemed to glide, and she knew that she was
beginning to drive Dax wild. She was proud of her breasts, but
embarrassed to let anyone else see them. Dax had often prompted
her to show off a little, but rarely did she ever offer her
charms to any one else's view.
Soon dinner was ready, set and consumed. Mary had done a
wonderful job. She didn't overdo it. There was just enough to
suppress their hunger and not weigh them down.
"Dax, I know that you would like to see me making love with
someone else, and I think I understand why. Tonight I would like
you to hypnotize me, make me a prostitute and watch me get
fucked. I want to forget about anything and everything all night.
I just want to come until I pass out. Can we do that?" she asked
pleadingly.
"It excites me beyond words to hear you say that. You are
going to get so much cock tonight, you may never want it again,"
Dax whispered.
"I don't think that's possible, honey. I don't think I can
ever get enough cock. I want to eat it, suck it, fuck it and rub
jism all over my aching tits. I want to feel that hot, thick,
sticky jelly running down the crack of my ass. I want it all,"
she assured him.
Dax told her to get comfortable in the chair, and he induced
the trance state in no time at all. "When you awaken, you will
find yourself in a lounge having a glass of wine. You are a
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