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(These stories were written for adult entertainment and should not be accessed by children. ===================================================================== Archive name: Hypno68.txt Authors name: MS4EVER321@aol.com Story Title : Hypno Celeb 68: Jennifer Love Hewitt (mc,mf,celeb) ---------------------------------------------------------------- Hypno Celeb 68: Jennifer Love Hewitt and Sarah Michelle Gellar by MAW MC, MFF Not to be read by anyone under 18. This story contains graphic descriptions of sexuality. If this offends you, leave now. This is fiction. Hypnosis does not work this way. If you feel like trying this, seek help. The second installment in our couples hypnotist. Actually, it was a little tough to get a cool idea for this. I'd already used vampires in my Buffy stories and Dimitri beat me to the shower idea (nice job). Hope you like this. All suggestions/scenarios and comments welcomed. Enjoy. When the phone rang in the middle of the night, Jennifer Love Hewitt tried to ignore it. No one should have this number except her agent and her family and she couldn't think of any reason why either of them would be calling her. Finally, on the eighteenth ring, she decided to answer it. Rolling in bed, she picked up the phone and muttered into it. "Hello?" "Trenchcoat." Jennifer had a brief moment to wonder about the caller before she fell into a trance. "Listen to me Jennifer," the voice on the other line said. "Listening to me makes you feel good. Listening to me makes you feel wonderful. And you'll feel even more wonderful if you obey everything I'm about to tell you. So listen and obey, Jennifer..." "I want to thank you again for this," Mike said. "I've only been working at the studio a week and I needed the lift." "No problem," Jennifer replied. "I need to get back in the driver's seat every once in a while." She and Mike were riding in her car, Jennifer driving. Mike had conditioned her to believe he was a friend working at a local studio and needed a ride. Since the studio had a friend of Jennifer's, she was only too willing to help. They drove onto the Warner Brothers studio lot. Although less glamorous than he had been in the heyday of the 1940's, the studio still carried a little of that old Hollywood magic. As soon as Jennifer parked the car, Mike said, "trenchcoat." Jennifer instantly fell back into her trance. "When the door shuts, you'll wake up. You won't remember me and you will not recognize me when you see me again. You will subconsciously remember and obey all the instructions I have laid out for you. Do you understand?" "Yes." Mike nodded and stepped out of the car, slamming the door shut. He walked over to the sound stage he was looking for and made his way inside. He moved past the hustle and bustle of the backstage area until he came to the main set. There, on a set that resembled the inside of a mausoleum, Sarah Michelle Gellar was talking with the director and a stunt coach. The actress was prepping for a fight scene for her hit TV show "Buffy the Vampire Slayer." Mike made himself inconspicious among the set workers and watched. She was good in action, he had to admit. The dark outfit did little to hide her well-built body and her long blond hair, pulled back in a ponytail, framed that attractive face. Mike admired her for a few more scenes before the director finally called for lunch. Sarah headed to her trailer, Mike following her, keeping back at a relatively safe distance. He watched her enter her trailer and waited five minutes before he knocked on her door. She opened it, clearly wondering who would be bothering her. "Yes?" "Ms. Gellar? Hi, I'm Mike. New production assistant, the director wanted me to come and ask you about something for the next shoot." "Oh. Okay, come on in quick." Sarah stepped aside and let Mike into her trailer. "So, what's on the agenda?" "Well, I needed to show you this prop," Mike said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a crystal attached to a gold chain. He held it up so the crystal dangled right before Sarah's eyes and gave it a twist, sending the crystal into a spin. "I like how it shines," Mike said in a soft tone. "The way it shines as it spins, the light bouncing off of it and into your eyes. It's so soothing, so relaxing, the light flashing into your eyes. Flash, flash, flash, waves of light bouncing into your eyes. Just keep your eyes fixed on the spinning crystal, Sarah. Keep watching and you're beginning to feel sleepy. Very sleepy. The waves of light are so relaxing, they're making you fall asleep. Sleep is calling for you, Sarah. A nice, deep sleep." Sarah's eyes closed and her head slumped forward as Mike's enhanced hypnotic skills put her instantly in a deep trance. Putting the pendant back in his pocket, Mike began to give Sarah her instructions for the evening. "It's not often, but there are times I love this place," Sarah said. She and Jennifer were driving along the shoreline of the Pacific, heading into a hilly area. The two had become friends while shooting "I Know What You Did Last Summer" and Jennifer had invited Sarah for a night out. Sarah had accepted, needing a break from her shooting schedule. Jennifer was driving her car down the dark and winding roads as night came over the state. "Smell that air," Jennifer said her hair blowing in the wind coming from the open window. "What there is of it." She slowed slightly as she rounded a corner and barely managed to catch the figure walking in the middle of the road. Mike knew he was taking a big risk here, but risk was needed for such great rewards. He it timed well, throwing himself to the side just as the car sped at him. He felt the surface of the hood graze his side and realized he'd timed it just right. He rolled to the side of the road and lay still. The car braked a few feet away and Jennifer and Sarah both stepped out, shocked, staring at Mike's unmoving form. "Oh, shit," Sarah whispered. "Oh, shit, we've done. Oh, God, we've actually done it." "Must be one of those 'life imitating art' things," Jennifer said dully. "How can you joke about this?!" "I'm sorry, all right! This is a new experience for me, I've never killed anyone before!" "Who do I look like, Lizzie Borden?" Mike decided to end this before they got hysterical. He let out a loud moan and moved slowly. "Oh, thank God," Sarah said as the two girls ran over. "Are you okay?" Jennifer asked. "Yeah," Mike said in a hurt voice. "Yeah, I'm all right." He lurched up to his feet, milking this for all it was worth. "Thanks." "You need to go to the hospital?" Jennifer asked. "We can take you, no problem." Neither see or Sarah recognized Mike in the least. "No, no thanks. I could use a ride home, though. I'm not feeling up to walking the rest of the way." "Sure, sure, come on," Sarah said, helping Jennifer walk Mike over to the car. It took about fifteen minutes for them to reach a nice house on the beach. Mike had "persuaded" the owners to leave it vacant for the night, long enough for what he had in mine. Sarah and Jennifer helped him in and they all took seats on the couch of the living room. "Thanks again," Mike said. "Don't worry, I won't press charges or anything. Let's just forget this happened." "You're sure?" Jennifer said. "Yeah, I am." Mike leaned back. "I'm okay, really." He closed his eyes and let out a breath. Sarah and Jennifer stood up and looked at each other. Mike opened his eyes to see them walk out into the kitchen area. They seemed to be discussing something in secret. Mike hid a smile, knowing what their decision would be. After all, he'd programmed it into them. The two girls walked forward and stood before Mike, side by side. "We've talked about this," Sarah said. "And we agree that we owe you something." "It's not just to keep you quiet," Jennifer said. "It's really a way of payback." Mike feigned confusion. "What?" Jennifer took a breath and pulled off her shirt, exposing a black bra. She slipped out of her pants as Sarah unzipped and pulled off her dress. They stood there in their underwear until Jennifer took the next step. She unsnapped her bra and let loose her breasts. They were even better than Mike had dreamed, firm and full, well supported, the nipples already tight. Sarah's were no less impressive, but compared with Jennifer's paled. Still, it was great to see the two beautiful actresses naked before him. Jennifer took the initiative, going over to Mike and kissing him again. Mike returned it fully, embracing Jennifer and pulling her to him. He ran his hands over those magnificent tits, squeezing them until they hurt. Mike didn't even remember getting undressed. The next thing he knew, he and Jennifer were rolling on the rug, his face buried in her bosom, his tongue dragging along the curves and rises. He pushed his hard cock into her and began to pump it. He pushed himself in and out of her, knowing she was already aroused, sliding in and out of her pussy. Jennifer moaned and pushed herself back on the carpet as Mike dived into her, every spike pushing her closer to release. She held his face to her breasts, his licking making her come faster. She gasped as they orgasmed, the feeling even better than she had hoped. Sarah was turned on full by the sight before her and didn't want to wait any longer. The moment Mike pulled his cock out of Jennifer's pussy, Sarah pushed her face into it and immediately inserted her tongue. She pushed it in, tasting the combined juices of Jennifer and Mike on her tongue and loving it. As she ran her hands up and down Jennifer's thighs, Mike pushed his wet cock in the dark-haired girl's face. Jennifer tickled it with her tongue, sliding around the tip and placing her lips around the top of the cock. She suckled it for a minute before Mike broke off and shoved his member onto her chest. He pushed her breasts together and began running his cock up and down the passage in between. He kneaded the tits in his hands as his cock slid over her chest. He finally erupted, shooting streams of semen all over Jennifer's breasts. The feeling was enough to make her come, her juices lapped away immediately by the waiting and willing Sarah. Sarah loved the taste of pussy, but wanted some cock in her. She pushed Mike onto his back and sat herself on his erect member. She rocked herself back and forth in a rythym that began to build in intensity. Matt couldn't believe himself capable of coming again so soon, but soon felt himself rising to the challenge. Jennifer approached Sarah and embraced her from behind, rubbing her hands over her friend's breasts. They kissed, a series of gentle and fast pecks that grew longer in size and duration as Sarah rode Mike. Sarah arched back into Jennifer's arms as Mike came, allowing Jennifer to kiss her again. As the waves of the orgasm faded, Jennifer pulled her friend off of Mike's cock and into her arms. They fell back, Sarah's hands and face going to Jennifer's breasts, ready to give the other woman another feel-up. Mike lay back and watched them go at it. A pity he had to make them forget this night. He had a feeling they might have fun together. Well, he had the rest of the night to spend time with them. He crawled over to the two, trying to decide which made the better target, Sarah's tight ass or Jennifer's lovely tits. It was a toss-up. Oh, well, when it doubt, go for both. Kristen's collection