ZARAH

Threesome

I was too far under Zarah's influence to put up a quarrel when I was asked to leave.

"I won't forget you, James," said Zarah, "and we'll have more adventures soon, I promise!"

I drove home.

Two or three weeks passed, and strangely the excitement of those "sessions" faded more quickly than I thought it would. I had left the two women alone, there in their darkened office, and gone back to my workaday world. I seemed to put my recent wrenching changes on a back shelf, almost to forget about them, they were too strong and bewildering. I didn't call Brenda. I didn't even masturbate for several days, although I noticed my sheets were stained and stiff on several mornings. I must be having wet dreams, like I had when I was a teenager!

Next week, I received a call from Brenda. She let it slip that Madame Mesmre was visiting her apartment occasionally, for "private consultations!"

The following Wednesday evening found me at Brenda's apartment door. Madame herself let me in! It was as if we had never been apart, the rush of that personality washed over me immediately.

"Where's Brenda? Are you her roommate now?" I asked, letting my jealousy slip through.

"If we are to share this intimate space, James," Zarah responded sternly, "we must be honest and tolerant with each other. If you wish, I can show you something of my private practice this evening."

Zarah turned and walked right up to me. She took my hands in hers. I felt instantly drawn to her gaze, frozen in place, and I rapidly lost all awareness, as I felt drawn, pulled right into and through her huge eyes, into a vast, humming comforting darkness.

"Come back up now, James ... " I heard, at first faintly, then stronger, as I swam up to the surface of consciousness again. It was only later that I was able to remember that I had indeed been hypnotized at all! I smiled at Zarah, and said something inane like "Long time no see!" She chuckled to herself.

"I've designed a little erotic play this evening," she continued. "It's fairly complex, but you all have proved to be such good subjects, I can confidently guarantee you all a most enlightening few hours. I'm sure that as the lone male in my scenario, you'll hold your end up."

I followed her gaze down to my lap. I nearly jumped off my chair! My trousers were open, and I was sporting a large, firm hard-on, right out in the open! Why hadn't I noticed? I cried aloud in surprise, and doubled over in embarrassment.

Her hand reached out and touched my forehead. Instantly I felt myself calming. The adrenaline rush subsided, and I even leaned back on the sofa! My dick poked right up between us, but I paid it no more attention.

"You'll find that you have some surprising abilities for a little while," Zarah chuckled, and reached forward to slide a soft hand right up my erection, which twitched at her touch.

"Now you soften again, for a while! Get dressed ... quickly, now, James!" I was soon clothed again, my cock tucked securely back in its nest.

"You've brought a bottle or two of wine," she went on, pointing to the coffee table, on which indeed sat two bottles of expensive red wine. Had I brought them? I didn't even try to sort it out, just listened to that luscious voice.

"... and don't initiate any sexual activity at all tonight. Just let it happen!" She left the apartment after calling out, "Girls, James has arrived!" With a last glance at me, she was gone.

Brenda emerged from the back room, along with Lily!Brenda's eyes sparkled. Her face was made up nicely, and she was dressed in a short one- piece knit thing that clung appealingly to her hips. Lily came out, rather shyly. Her immaculate business suit was perfectly arranged. We were "introduced," and I realized she had no memories of ever having seen me before.

We were soon seated in the living room, where we sat around chatting idly. No one even mentioned Zarah's name!

As we sipped our wine, first one bottle, then the other, the women began a subtle interplay that I only gradually intercepted. They snatched private glances at each other. When Lily would laugh, she often reached over and touched Brenda on shoulder or knee. Both faces became flushed as the joking got more risque. I was miffed that I was excluded from this somewhat, and was actually entertaining notions of departure, when the drama suddenly began to unfold.

It began with an "accident." Brenda bumped my wine glass, sending the contents onto the carpet below my feet. She apologized and knelt by the sofa with a couple of napkins. In the middle of blotting the spill, her talk stopped, and her body froze in position for a good five seconds.

"Brenda?" asked Lily. "Anything wrong? Did you cut yourself?"

The answer was hesitant and soft: "I thought I smelled something ... I felt dizzy for a second." She bent to resume her cleaning, and very shortly jerked upright. Her nostrils sniffed about like a rabbit's, and her eyes were very wide. I saw her swallow as she excused herself and headed to the kitchen. "I feel strange," she mumbled. Lily tossed me the napkins to finish cleaning, and hurried after her.

I was dabbling at the spill when Lily returned.

"She's making coffee ... here, let me get that, you're just making it worse!" she exclaimed. As she bent over again, her head jerked up, and she opened those large eyes wide at me.

"Are you wearing some after-shave or cologne?" Lily asked in a small voice. "There's such an interesting odor ... " she sniffed around towards me again.

''I don't use any smelly stuff at all," I said, feigning innocence. I suddenly remembered Zarah's preoccupation with scents. "Maybe it's something on the carpet." I sat back down to await developments.

"No, no, it's just that ... I don't know ... it's very interesting ... I can't quite place it ... "Brenda returned, without coffee, to find Lily, in her elegant suit, crawling around the sofa, sniffing like a bloodhound.

"Check out right under the edge. And I'm afraid Jim's trousers will need dry cleaning," Lily said, in a throaty voice. They ignored me again, whispering together. I know I heard one or two giggles!

Brenda bent down to me now; pretending to examine my pants leg, she breathed in languidly, and remained doubled over for a moment, then sighed deeply.

"Bring him a robe, Lily, and I'll do his ... things ... " she said in a low voice to her friend. I said nothing, but waited to see which way things were going to go. Lily returned with a heavy terry cloth robe, and I saw that she had removed her jacket, and several undone blouse buttons now presented a pronounced cleavage, along with a ruby pendant on a bright gold chain that clung to the upper slopes of a full bosom.

"Just look at this stone that Madame Mesmre gave me!" she chirped. "I use it for pendulum practice mostly, but it's a great piece of junk jewelry, too!" And she swiveled her torso back and forth, causing the ruby to ping-pong around between her breasts. She danced to some imaginary bouncy beat.

Now I'm usually not attracted to large tits, but Lily was certainly not ashamed of them!

"That's a great effect, there, Lily!" I said heartily. The large red stone bounced seductively around in her cleft as she wriggled. I didn't want to stare too blatantly, but I could see she didn't mind a bit! She actually moved closer to my sofa. She bent forward, right over my shoulder, and turned on a table lamp.

When she straightened, the effect was quite startling. There seemed now to be a red after image like a comet's trail painted on Lily's white skin as the ruby moved over it!

I was trying to figure how the lamplight could cause that effect, when I became aware that it was getting stronger by the moment ... the comet trail persisted longer and longer in my vision ...

It's obvious now that I was responding to some prior suggestion, but at the time I could only blink at the brilliant gem, trying to understand ... what was I trying to figure out? I couldn't remember ... I decided that it was too tiring to think, and I should just watch very carefully, and enjoy ... Lily bent forward into the light again, and the ruby now hung more freely, dangling ... shimmering ... sparkling ... deep and red ... Every motion was so fascinating ... so very compelling ...

Brenda had apparently risen from my side ... when had that happened? She stood next to Lily and whispered very low. "He's really focused, isn't he? Look at his eyes! Wiggle it some more ...

''Do you think he's hooked like Zarah said?" asked Lily.

I could hear every word, but found myself unwilling (or unable!) to move my eyes even a millimeter from that glowing track with the bright red star twinkling at its head.

"I'll try his hands and see," Brenda answered.

As if it were someone else, I felt my hands being lifted up and laid along the back of the sofa. My arms sank deep into the upholstery - they weighed a ton - more than a ton each! They couldn't be my arms, could they? I tried feebly to move them, but they might as well have been encased in solid concrete.

Lily stood up straight and watched me. I knew what was happening, but had no desire to alter anything. As far as my eyes were concerned, her red stone was the center of my universe. My eyes followed it upward, though my head seemed suddenly as heavy as my arms.

"He's gone for sure, honey," cooed Brenda to Lily, "Is he watching the stone or your boobies?''

"Do you like what you see so far, James?" asked Lily, and to Brenda: "Seeing him this way, you know? I mean, what a hunk, and I can do anything, Zarah said! And it's safe, he won't remember a thing tomorrow! James ... Jimmy, do you like what you see, hmmm?"

My throat felt so tight, I knew I couldn't speak, and I think I tried to nod as best I could my heavy, heavy head.

Lily's fingers seemed to drift over her blouse, and it was completely unbuttoned. She pulled it slowly back, whispering to Brenda, "I've never done a strip before ... for a man, anyway! I feel so ... safe! Men can hurt you, they're powerful in all the wrong ways, but James is ... different ... and he smells so fuckin' great!" She sighed in satisfaction and her impressive mammaries were now turned back and forth shamelessly before me.

"He's still watching that ruby ... I want him to look at me!"

Brenda moved behind her friend and unclasped the chain. She dangled the gem briefly right in front of my nose ... this made my eyes cross. They both giggled, then Brenda slowly lifted the gem back towards Lily's torso.

Deliberately, she dangled it first over one breast, then the other. She let it hover and circle, bumping and sliding over that delicious white skin as she caused it to circle. A glowing ruby line seemed painted across all the contours of that glorious bosom. The stone rose, until it rested for a long moment right between Lily's eyes. They were hot, and stared raptly back into my own. The ruby descended. My eyes were locked in like radar, but I was very aware of those deep curves.

"Ooo, that feels great, Brenda!" she breathed. "just look at him! Talk about your burning gaze!"

She took hold of the chain herself and continued its slow excursions. Brenda now reached around and began a fondling Lily with her fingertips. She stroked outwards, over and over each breast, and soon I was intently watching the ruby as it moved over a pair of rock-hard nipples, each in its own setting: a deeply puckered aureole on a soft pink pillow.

Brenda's hands would lift each breast upwards, just a little, and allow it to bounce gently back down to rest. The breasts were large, but round and quite firm as they swelled out towards me. Lily began panting now under Brenda's knowing ministrations, her eyes closed, she slid the soft gold chain lightly, right along her nips.

The women soon decided to "fool around" with me some more, and Lily got things rolling.

"James ... let us help you with those messy trousers ... you needn't get up," she giggled, "just slide forward a little more ... that's it, lamb ... Ooo, do your shoulders hurt? You can't move them at all? Come on, Brenda, slide his pants off, what's the matter?"

Brenda had laid her head along my thigh, her eyes closed as my scent overtook her once again as she loosened my belt and slid my pants down as far as my knees.

The stone was forgotten momentarily while Lily reached down to pull Brenda away. The girl remained on hands and knees, overcome, as Lily finished undressing me, and then she buried her own face in the crotch of my trousers!

"Whoo! I see what you mean," said Lily. "It's like a drug or something ... I want more, too!"

"Look at me, I'm shaking, my pussy's gotten really wet, look!" urged Brenda. Her hands hiked up the short dress, and quickly pulled off a pair of damp pantyhose. She lingered a little, touching fingertips to her pubes, and shivered again.

Lily seized her hand, and sensuously licked and sucked on Brenda's dampened fingers. "They smell lovely too, babe!" They embraced, and whispered some more. They turned to me again, and my head jerked like Pavlov's dog toward the ruby.

"James," cooed Lily, "Just lie back on the sofa now, I've got an idea for those strong arms of yours! Take the other one, Brenda."

My hands were lowered to my sides, and I was sat forward slightly while they were pinned right under my buttocks. My legs were stretched out on a footstool.

Along each thigh, a woman now sat curled up on the carpet. Brenda lay her head along one thigh again, and her fingers began brushing the front of my underpants. Lily was drawing her bosoms along my other leg, toying with her pendant. She pulled the bauble over my briefs, and I suddenly felt and saw a surge under the pants. She seized on my reaction.

"I've got a great idea!" she breathed. Her voice was higher now, more girlish. Her hands began working my briefs down, and soon my genitals were on display.

Lily bent over my cock and inhaled some more, then lifted its semi-firm length into the air with thumb and forefinger. I know she felt my surge this time! Delicately, she draped her chain loosely around my penis, and the stone was positioned near the top of the glans. My body immediately began a response, and I watched the stone as my erection grew and grew. Lily had to loosen the chain once, as my thickness filled the loops too tightly. She whispered right into my ear hole as her fingers toyed and fiddled with one end of the chain.

Believe it or not, my dick went through its paces like a trained seal! I watched it slowly and steadily become fuller and tighter, then after a moment the shaft would drop back towards my belly. This felt amazing! I felt no urge to come, but the spectacle of my private parts being moved by command quickly made me very aroused indeed. My palms cupped tightly underneath my ass.

Soon very soft lips began a dry, feathery flutter up and down my shaft. Brenda would mouth very lightly around the head of my cock, then back off, and flutter in again along one of the veins. Occasionally she would just run the side of her nose along my length, stopping to bury herself in my pubic hair.

Lily had gotten completely disrobed by this time. Her chain was now worn like a belt over the hips, and the stone gleamed out from the thatch of her pubic triangle. She was undulating right at my side, where I could look right up her twat as it circled and writhed. She was humming to herself. She dropped down beside me to watch Brenda work. My legs were parted, and my cock was now sticking way, way up into the air.

What a scene! Brenda concentrated on my bursting bulb, and Lily put her face right between my buttocks, and with her nose right up to my balls sucked in the smell. She'd then stand up above me and wriggle around some more. Her inner labia were now poking outwards like a flower, and I could actually see a little way up into her vagina! Her hips made the most blatant humping motions I'd ever seen. She hummed and muttered to herself as she felt her sexual heat deepen.

She straddled one of my outstretched legs, still circling, circling her hips, her back now towards me.

Brenda looked up briefly and said: "Lily .. Lily ... I want to smell both of you! Come on, Lily, pleeeease! I've got to smell your hot, wet cunt ... push it back, honey, push it here!"

Lily obediently squatted down just enough for her cunt to touch my leg. Bracing herself with hands on my shin, she rubbed her swollen genitals softly, up and down my thigh ... her hot dampness spread over my upper leg like butter. Brenda reached up now and manipulated Lily's whole rear end with skilled fingers, rubbing, tickling, pinching lightly, dipping into the gaping hole, poking around the anus, and so on. She licked my leg, following the glistening trail as if she were starving!

She seized on Lily's chain, and pulled her buttocks backwards towards her mouth. She began to tongue up and down Lily's protruding labia right in front of my eyes!

"Can I pull your beautiful wet sex over Jimmy's dick now, honey?" begged Brenda. "I want to smell and taste you both now!"

Lily's pumping hips continued to push backwards and forwards in mid- air. I dimly heard her murmuring things like: "Yess-s-s ohhh yess ... feels so good ... feels soooo hot ... sooo hot ... " Brenda grasped the base of my cock, and positioned it right under Lily's cunt lips. She tugged lightly down on the chain, and slowly, slowly, my dry, hot bulb was enveloped by a clinging molten dampness that almost caused me to faint with pleasure.

"Oooo, Lil-l-ly," crooned Brenda. "I wish you could see your plump cheeks, and your hot, hot lips sli-i-i-iding down! I bet it feels great!"

She now took Lily's cheeks in both hands and swirled her palms around and around the fleshy curves. She lifted the buttocks up again, spreading them wide apart ever so slowly, and my glistening knob now popped itself out, only to be instantly licked round and round by Brenda's willing mouth. She was gasping with pleasure, and dipped Lily down onto my organ once again. This time, she let her friend slide a little further down my shaft, but again pushed Lily's ass back up into the air. Each time this happened, Lily returned automatically to her "air-fucking" motions.

Brenda now forced my erection to point downwards a little. This made all its contours stand out even more. I was at a very exciting point by this time. I was feeling all that pre-climax tension and flaring heat all along my cock, and it was lasting and lasting!

"Lily ... Jim's cock is so rigid now, you have to see this ... it's like a dildo, his veins are hard and lumpy ... his heavy, heavy balls are pumping out perfume ... take a final dose now, before you sink him inside you you ... come on, turn around and smell him now! Smell it! Hurry!"

Lily dismounted and turned her body around to face me. Her head drooped heavily, to gaze down at my enormous dick, and slowly her face came lower and lower. Her swollen breasts brushed along my knee, then her hair slid over me as she too tasted her own secretions glistening on my pole, then lower and lower, till her nose was pressed up right underneath my nuts.

Eyes tightly closed , Lily straightened back up after a few intoxicating lungfulls. Her nipples now poked out and upward from her bosom, she was so turned on! One foot stepped up beside my shoulder on the cushion, and Lily lowered herself very slowly onto me, babbling:

"God, I can feeelll every little bump ... I sliiiide it in further ... sliiiiding ... sliiiiii ... further ... more and ... more ... it's deeper ... it's deeeeeeper inside me ... Oh-h-h-h! Brenda!" she almost sobbed, "I'm want to come now ... tickle my nipples ... my sweet hard nips, I feel my cunt flowing juicy sweet I can't hold back ... I want to come and come like a volcano! ... it's al-l-l the way up inside me now ... nnngh ... ooooh, I feel his hairs, they're right against my clit ... tickling ... nnnngh ... flowing ... slipping ... I'm going ... nnnnngh ... I'm going ... hurry!"

Her vagina was already beginning its tiny clutches on my erection as Brenda licked one nipple, and flicked the other, quite sharply, with a fingertip. Lily instantly shook like she had malaria, and her body sat down hard on my pelvis. Her feet lifted off the floor, and hooked under my shoulders to keep her balanced. I bore her whole weight as her knees lifted wide apart. I could see and feel my belly dampen, as a sudden wash of pungent liquid flowed down out of her. She sobbed loudly with emotion. Her body clenched up, relaxed, clenched again, and her head lifted up, then fell forward again. Her magnificent breasts vibrated like jello with their rapid quivering.

Brenda had her face right against our mashed pelvises, and now as Lily's weight crushed me, she muttered "Get off! Get off!" and pulled Lily up and off of me, leaving my dick glistening, fiery red and still hard, poking straight up. Brenda slurped my entire pole into her mouth, I felt released now from all control, and my buttocks clenching in my palms, I released my semen onto her rolling tongue in burning spurts.

I guess I passed out from the pleasure. The rest of that evening was passed in a thick haze of exhaustion, as somehow I recovered enough to dress and taxi myself home. I left Brenda's apartment with confused images of the two women lapping and kissing each other's pussies, but I remember clearly the amorous embraces I received from both of them just before I stumbled downstairs. The cabbie sniffed the sex-laden air as I entered, shook his head and muttered to himself in some foreign tongue. I was so tired, I took next day off from work, dozing (and rehashing the improbable events of last night) in a pleasant haze. I ate like an starving animal and jogged some of it back off over the next few days.

THE END