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Creampie Hypnosis
by Creampie Eater (creampieeater@excite.com)

***

A disappointing lover is "altered" by hypnosis into a 
raging bull. (MF, oral, hyp)

***

Author Note: This is a story about sex between 
consenting adults. If you are not an adult, you cannot 
consent, even to read this story. Therefore, read 
something else. Note also that my stories may portray 
sexual acts that are not necessarily safe. Since you 
are an adult reading this, you know it. I adore 
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"Ngh! Ngh! Nggggggh!" he grunted. Karen could feel 
Clem's ejaculate spewing into her wet hole, even 
though he was buried deeply inside her. The 
realization that he was going to be momentarily 
sucking it out of her brought her that much closer to 
her own orgasm. She waited until he stopped trembling, 
and she felt his body relax onto hers.

"MMMmmmm," she purred, "was that nice for you?"

"Oh baby," he sighed, rolling onto his side, his cock 
now shrinking and pulling out to unplug her. "That was 
wonderful!"

She rolled onto her side, willing the words to come 
out. She felt herself nudge even closer to orgasm. 
"Are you ready to clean my nasty pussy now?" she said, 
knowing how much he loved her talking explicitly.

"Oh baby," he murmured, drifting off to sleep. "Some 
other time, 'K?" And then, he was gone, and his 
breathing settled into a deep rhythm.

Karen stared at him for a long moment, bitterly 
disappointed. This was the fifth time he had excited 
her with his hot fantasy about sucking her pussy after 
he'd filled it. This time he'd whispered it again and 
again as he ate her. 

Finally, he'd pushed into her and in about three 
minutes had cum hard. She thought this time it would 
be likelier he'd follow through, since it was barely 
five minutes since he'd begged her to let him do it. 
She'd even summoned the courage to ask him to do it. 
But like the other four times, he'd left her hotter 
than ever, but without any relief.

With a sigh of disappointment, she rolled away from 
him and opened her bedside stand, taking out the 
vibrator she kept there. The confused thoughts about 
why he did this were set until later as she felt 
herself racing into her own state of bliss.


A Week Later...

"Normally, I'd let your wife fall into a deep sleep 
now, but she wanted to be awake when you were 
hypnotized," he explained. "Most people report that 
they sleep like the dead after hypnosis, and that they 
feel better than they have in years."

"Well, it is important to her," Clem replied. "She 
wants us both to start the next millennium smoke-
free."

"I know you'll be able to do," the hypnotist replied. 
He turned back to Karen. "Tonight you will sleep 
restfully, and wake fully refreshed in the morning. 
When I clap my hands, you will wake up now, and you 
will find cigarettes disgusting. 1. 2. 3!"

Karen blinked a few times, and looked around dully. 
Then she spotted the Camel in Clem's hand. "Put that 
damn thing away!" she snapped, "it is really foul!"

Clem was impressed at the reversal his bride showed. 
He looked at the hypnotist as he stubbed out his 
smoke, and said "Looks like you have one successful 
case today. Let's try to make the second."

"Alrighty," said the hypnotist. "Just try to relax and 
listen to my voice."

"I warn you," declared Clem, "I don't know if I can be 
hypnotized. I kinda think my mind is too strong."

The hypnotist smiled, knowing that Clem would be even 
easier than Karen. It was a paradox that those who 
claimed to have strong wills were often the easiest to 
hypnotize and easiest to make follow suggestions. 
"Just relax," he intoned sonorously, "and listen to my 
voice."

Karen was amazed at how quickly Clem went under. "Did 
I go under this fast?" she asked.

"No," the man said, "you took a lot longer. You really 
fought it for a bit."

Karen nodded and watched as the hypnotist took Clem 
down even deeper, then implanted the suggestion that 
smoking was horrible, like eating borscht but perhaps 
even worse (if that was possible). He hated smoking, 
and never wanted to smoke a cigarette again. "Is it 
really that easy?" Karen whispered.

"It is really that easy," he confirmed. "But, the 
subject has to be open to the suggestion. To be really 
successful, they have to want the suggestion to work. 
I can't make Clem do anything he doesn't want to do."

Karen looked at her husband, his peaceful face 
reminding her of his post-orgasmic sleep. That thought 
made a synaptic link, and she had a sudden thought. 
"Can you help him overcome drowsiness?" she asked, her 
pulse quickening.

"Well, I helped a clergyman last year who always 
yawned in the middle of the Lord's Prayer. He would 
start it and deplete his oxygen supply, and yawn in 
the middle, in the same spot every time. I was able to 
help him get through that physical experience, so, 
yes, I can help overcome drowsiness."

"Well, he has this problem after he orgasms," Karen 
started. The hypnotist began by nodding his head in 
understanding, but was wide-eyed when Karen finished. 
"Can you help?"

"Well, I can implant the suggestion. I'm not sure if 
it will work, but I can try."

"Good enough," Karen agreed. Hell, it was worth a 
shot. The hypnotist told Karen what he would suggest, 
and Karen confirmed the idea was perfect.

The hypnotist turned to Clem, who was sitting upright 
but was gone, long gone. "Clem, do you remember that 
you hate smoking?"

"Yes," he murmured.

"You used to crave a smoke when you were stressed or 
unhappy. Now, you will crave your wife and making love 
with her. Do you understand?"

"Yes," he intoned.

"When you make love, you will be able to control your 
ejaculation, and will be able to make love to her for 
a long time." He looked at Karen, who was smiling. 
"You won't get too excited and orgasm, and you will be 
considerate of her needs. Do you understand?"

"Yes." 

"And Clem, when you cum in Karen, you will feel 
energized, like you just woke up. You won't be tired, 
and will be ready to keep going. Do you understand?"

This time, there was a pause. "Yes," he finally 
answered.

"When you cum in Karen, you will feel the urge to eat 
it back out of her. You will enjoy it and think it is 
really sexy, and you will think the taste is like 
sweet honey. You will know that Karen loves this and 
loves you for doing it, and it won't seem strange to 
you." The hypnotist looked at Karen, who was happy. 
"Do you understand?"

"Yes," Clem said, decidedly.

"I think he'll go along with it," the hypnotist 
stated. "I think he wanted to, but maybe was a little 
afraid. That sort of thing I can help."

"Cool," Karen smiled. The hypnotist suggested that she 
let Clem fall into a deep sleep, and she agreed. She 
watched as the man she loved moved to their couch and 
laid on it, the very picture of a restful sleep. She 
agreed to call the hypnotist and let him know how it 
worked, paid him, and let him out. Then she went up to 
bed, pulling out her vibrator to make the most of her 
excitement.


The Next Night...

The next night Karen surprised Clem with a delicious 
meal, ostensibly because they had both survived a day 
without smoking. That she served it completely nude 
made it much more memorable for Clem. She was rarely 
this overtly sexual, and he loved every minute of it. 
For her part, Karen was excited to find out if the 
hypnotic suggestion worked.

Dinner done, she suggested he go into the bedroom so 
that she could serve him dessert in bed. Of course he 
agreed, and she came in a few minutes later with a 
bowl of chocolate body paint on their fine silver 
platter. They took turns painting each other, giggling 
as they licked it off. The tension was building and 
Karen could hardly contain her excitement.

Her excitement was such that she wanted to do 
something she'd rarely enjoyed: cock-sucking. In the 
past, Clem had thought it was such a turn on to have 
her want to suck his dick that he barely gave her 
notice before spraying her face. This time, although 
she could tell he was rock hard, he could contain 
himself as she painted his cock with the chocolate and 
then ate it off. Then again.

His ability to hold off intrigued her, and also gave 
her enough time to learn to enjoy having his throbbing 
muscle in her mouth. Her horniness eventually got her 
to thinking about how it would feel to have him cum in 
her mouth. She'd heard friends say it was great, a 
real gift, and now she wanted to try it.

She positioned herself so that she could watch his 
eyes she sucked him. She saw that he was ready to cum 
at any time, his eyes rolling back. It was a miracle 
he hadn't cum. Maybe he couldn't, with the hypnotic 
suggestion he'd gotten. That was bad, because now she 
wanted him to! She decided to ask.

"MMMmm, baby, I love your big stiff cock," she tried.

"Ohhhhhh," he moaned for the hundredth time. "It feels 
so good. I wish you would do this more."

"I will, baby," she promised. "But I want you to do 
something for me now. Can you?"

"Ohhhhhh, whatever you want," he groaned.

"I want you to cum in my mouth. Can you fill my mouth 
with your cum?"

"Are you sure?" he asked, looking down at her with 
pleading eyes.

"Yes," she said after a nice deep slurp. "Do it for 
me."

"OK," he laughed, "if you insist!"

He lay back, and she sensed that he was letting go of 
some reserve, some control. She put her lips firmly 
around his head, sucking gently while she stroked his 
saliva-covered cock. She'd seen that in porn movies, 
and it always worked. Sure enough, in less than thirty 
seconds she felt his cock swelling and she steeled 
herself for the blast. He erupted into her mouth, 
squirting hot sticky streams of jism. She continued 
her stroking, knowing that his pleasure would diminish 
if she stopped while he came. 

Finally, his jets of semen became infrequent squirts, 
and she removed her mouth, intending to tip her head 
back and gargle with his seed in a display of 
nastiness.

Instead, he grabbed her and rolled her onto her back. 
She was very surprised by it, but even more so when he 
pressed his mouth to hers and began a frantic french-
kiss. She felt him moan as his tongue swirled inside 
the pool of cum in her mouth, scooping out as much as 
she'd let him. She never imagined he would be so 
nasty, so damn exciting!

She rode that thought for a minute, then needed to 
ride more. Wrestling him onto his back, she moved up 
and planted her sopping cunt onto his mouth. In 
moments, his tongue was inside her, swirling in her 
juices and brushing against the root of her clit. 
She'd never been so turned on, and she never had such 
a strong orgasm as he sucked at her. He was still 
tonguing her when she collapsed and fell onto the bed.

He moved up to her and held her, kissing her again. 
She didn't really respond, although she usually loved 
her taste on his mouth. As she recovered, she became 
aware that he had another erection pressing into her 
thigh. Hmmmm...

"Damn honey," he said in the affectionate tone that 
seemed to strum across her soul, "you're so sexy. You 
make me so happy."

"You did a great job yourself!" she laughed. Whew! He 
had!

He chuckled. "What made you want to have me cum in 
your mouth?" he asked.

"I dunno," she answered honestly. "What made you want 
to kiss me afterwards?"

He shrugged, looking at her lovingly and stroking her 
hair. "I don't know, but I felt this urge to do it. I 
wanted to taste myself in you."

Karen had a revelation. The hypnotist had planted the 
suggestion that he eat any cum that was inside her. 
"Inside her mouth" was "inside her." That realization 
made her heart skip, because the next fucking they did 
he'd be cleaning her out. She moved then, rolling him 
onto his back. She moved astride him, and reached down 
to grip his cock and aim it into her. With a sigh, she 
settled back, letting him penetrate her and rub her 
insides. It was marvelous.

Karen and Clem had been the only lovers either had 
ever had. Thus, the fucking they enjoyed was longest 
and most varied either had ever experienced. When 
Karen tired of fucking Clem, he rolled her over and 
fucked her. Pleased with his newfound ability to 
contain his orgasm, they each tried different 
positions they'd always wanted. 

For Clem, that meant he fucked her doggy style in 
front of their mirror, watching her tits swaying and 
her face contort when she came on his cock. For Karen, 
it meant sitting on the bathroom vanity, her legs 
spread wide and her vibrator massaging her clit as he 
pumped her. Karen came twice like that. In fact, by 
the time she was ready to stop being fucked, she'd cum 
five times.

She wanted to save the best for last. Turning out all 
the lights, they opened the blinds in their upstairs 
front bedroom so that they could see the snow falling. 
Anyone who cared to look carefully could have seen 
them by the light of the streetlamp. 

She stood and leaned against the window as he entered 
her from behind. She loved feeling his hips pressing 
against her rump, and the icy feeling of the cold 
window on her breasts. But mostly, she loved the 
exhibitionism they were enjoying.

"Cum in me now," she croaked hoarsely. "Fill me with 
your cum."

"You sure?" he asked. He hoped she was, because his 
back was damn sore.

"Mmmm, yeah baby. Spurt your cum deep inside me."

Almost on cue, he reached up and grabbed her hair, 
pulling her back onto his impaling prick. Then he 
came. And came. And came! It was a marvelous, draining 
orgasm, the sort that should have rightfully made him 
drop.

And he did drop, but not to sleep. Almost as soon as 
he stopped cumming, he dropped to his knees and buried 
his face inside her pussy. Karen gasped as his tongue 
pressed in aggressively, searching for his sperm. She 
shuddered closer and closer to orgasm, with his nose 
buried between her fleshy buttocks, and his tongue 
worshipping her pussy.

She looked out across the street, seeing old Mr. Potts 
walking his old greyhound. The entire deliciousness of 
the situation hit her at once and she came. She heard 
Clem gasping, and moaning and telling her how sexy it 
was that she was ejecting "mayonnaise," and she 
realized she was flooding him and that he loved it.

Her orgasm was just about subsided when Clem stood and 
entered her again. She was shocked. Three erections?! 
This time he clearly desired a fast orgasm, because he 
pumped her hard enough and fast enough to press her 
against the window. She imagined Mr. Potts looking up 
to see her nude form pressed against the window, and 
she let out a moan. Clem started babbling about 
fucking her sloppy insides, and then made it sloppier 
with his third orgasm.

She smiled contentedly as he kissed his way down and 
began to tongue her again. She thought that it was a 
Good Thing she'd given up smoking. She wanted her 
lifespan as long as possible if it were going to 
include this!

END

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