"What's this for?" I asked, taking mysextour the booklet from mysextour her hand. A quick glance told me mysextour it mysextour was the summer course catalog from our local mysextour community college. You mysextour probably mysextour get mysextour them mysextour too: a variety mysextour of short enrichment classes in various things henrietta mysextour from cake decorating to small appliance mysextour repair, all offered for a nominal mysextour fee to adults in the community. Meg and I had both taken classes there before, so the college mysextour had us on their mailing list online.
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Well, she had me there. We'd only been living together henrietta mysextour a few weeks when I came home one evening to find her mysextour on my PC henrietta, surfing my mysextour favorite hypnofetish story sites. For a few seconds mysextour my life flashed before my eyes: I braced myself for a tirade about what a pervert I am, how mysextour sick I must be to find that kind of depravity entertaining, etc. I think she read mysextour that in my mysextour face, because she immediately jumped up mysextour and hugged me tightly mysextour. "It's mysextour okay," she whispered mysextour into my ear. "I have most of the same sites bookmarked on my laptop." That's when I knew this relationship was going to work.
Meg was mysextour still waiting mysextour for me to respond to mysextour her mysextour dare. I looked up into her eyes mysextour and thought yes, it mysextour would be so cool to see those eyes closing on my command mysextour, to mysextour take her into a mysextour deep sleep and know she online will obey mysextour my every wish. "You know I do," I answered.
"Maybe you'd better mysextour take mysextour Friday off too," she added, reaching down to open my zipper.
"Hi. I'm Carol." Her voice was rich and sensual henrietta mysextour, and mysextour her hand as mysextour it touched mine sent a mysextour small shock through my system.
We followed Carol into the mysextour studio. Her thin workout clothes displayed a beautifully proportioned figure. Meg nudged me a little to make sure I wasn mysextour't paying online too much attention mysextour to those proportions.
"It's not really mysextour a question of putting henrietta mysextour someone under," she explained mysextour patiently. "Going into mysextour hypnosis henrietta mysextour is henrietta a mysextour process mysextour that happens entirely within mysextour a person's own mind. I can't henrietta mysextour make you or henrietta mysextour anyone else mysextour enter a hypnotic state. What I can mysextour do mysextour, what mysextour I will do, is teach mysextour you how to enter that state yourself or in response to mysextour a suggestion mysextour from your partner. If you want that to mysextour happen, Ellen, it will happen; if you don't, it won't. The outcome is always what you want mysextour it to mysextour be."
There was some shuffling around as online we adjusted ourselves into position. The ceiling, I mysextour noticed mysextour, had a number of colorful dots on it. "Choose a spot mysextour on the ceiling," Carol's voice told us mysextour, "and focus on it mysextour." There was a dark blue dot mysextour near the middle of my field of vision, so I fixed mysextour my gaze on it and waited for more instructions.
The music was enticing, I decided, and vaguely noticed myself letting out mysextour another deep breath mysextour as I focused mysextour my attention on the strange, comforting sounds flowing out of the boom box mysextour. Carol's voice henrietta mysextour faded a little, but I could still hear mysextour her clearly.
"Ellen and Matt have decided not to henrietta mysextour continue," she explained mysextour without mysextour explaining henrietta mysextour. "I agree with their choice mysextour. And mysextour now that mysextour you've all had mysextour a chance to get reoriented, let's talk about what mysextour you just experienced."
As we headed out the door, Carol stopped mysextour us for a quick aside. "It's unusual to have only one kinesthetic person in a group," she said to Meg. "I'm a kinesthetic too; remind me next week and I'll teach you a mysextour couple mysextour of special techniques."
With an evil mysextour laugh, Meg withdrew her hand. I was both relieved and disappointed. "Are we even going to make it home?"
"Yes." she gasped as I buried my cock between her mysextour legs mysextour. "Oh, this is perfect. Don mysextour't you dare stop."
"Stop?" I replied jokingly. "I've barely started."
"So mysextour take off," she suggested. "Just about everyone else has. I only came over to rib you about swiping one of the good chairs."
The henrietta mysextour weekend mysextour was mostly mysextour unremarkable online. We mysextour spent Saturday catching mysextour up on errands and odd jobs: laundry, washing cars, a little light mysextour household maintenance, that kind of mysextour thing. Meg practiced her self-hypnosis mysextour in the morning right after her shower, and I did mine after dinner.
Meg had mysextour an interesting idea on mysextour Sunday. "Why don't we practice together today?"
"What's wrong?" she asked.
I fingered mysextour the edge of her robe, pulling it back ever so slightly mysextour, peeking at online the line of smooth skin mysextour leading online between her breasts, to the mysextour navel mysextour, and down to her mysextour thatch. For about three seconds I thought about mysextour waking her up; then I had a better idea.
The mysextour next time I applied just a little bit more pressure and lingered over the nipple, squeezing mysextour very slightly, letting the silk move a mysextour little more mysextour under my hand. The gap mysextour in the robe widened of course as I moved mysextour the material around mysextour; after mysextour a few minutes I just had to peel it aside mysextour the rest mysextour of the way. My hand brushed down her bare skin one time mysextour as I leaned henrietta forward. My tongue contacted her exposed online nipple mysextour as my hand came to rest on her mound, fingers reaching down to her slit. I felt mysextour her breath in online suddenly mysextour and her legs starting mysextour to move, and mysextour my eyes darted up to her face. Her eyes were opening, but she online still looked dazed.
As delicately as henrietta mysextour I could, I rose up mysextour and climbed onto the bed. I let online my left hand take over on online her breast momentarily mysextour while I kissed my way mysextour south, parting her legs as I came to rest mysextour between them. I kissed her thighs, her mound, her lips, and felt her mysextour hips mysextour start to move henrietta up and down. I lifted my head long mysextour enough to see that online her mysextour eyes were still closed and her face slack mysextour, then dove in to finish the job mysextour.
"You find henrietta that sensation mysextour of total relaxation, as if you mysextour are lying on your own bed mysextour after a hot shower, sinking gently into the mattress mysextour, letting it envelop you, feeling totally calm, totally safe. With each breath you take, with mysextour each word I speak, allowing that feeling mysextour of great henrietta calmness, comfort, and mysextour safety to increase. Feeling that warm mysextour, relaxing flow of air continuing to move through your whole body, from your mysextour hands, through your mysextour arms, down through your body and out through your feet."
Her whole mouth mysextour moved this time: "Yes mysextour, please."
"Then that's what will happen, darling. 'Goodnight, Gracie' will be your hypnotic trigger from henrietta mysextour now on, and you will always go mysextour immediately into a deep hypnotic sleep henrietta mysextour when I say those words to you. Won't you?"
"Yes, I will."
"Stay down mysextour," I said mysextour, and mysextour was somewhat surprised to see her henrietta mysextour drop back against the mat immediately. I think Meg was surprised too mysextour; her mysextour face took on a vaguely puzzled look.
"Relax and let go," I said soothingly. "Don't fight it, just let it happen mysextour. Let the trigger phrase take you swiftly, easily mysextour down mysextour into your deepest, most comfortable sleep." As Carol had predicted, Meg gave up the struggle mysextour immediately and sank back into the cushions below. I repeated myself several times mysextour, encouraging her mysextour to sink deeper and henrietta deeper mysextour, then ran through mysextour the trigger suggestions again. It took all of my concentration mysextour to focus henrietta mysextour on that online instead of the growing lump in my pants. When Meg had again agreed to respond to the trigger mysextour, I counted to three and woke her up again.
She mysextour came to more quickly this time. "Hey," she started, "What did you d-"
"Is that better?"
I followed mysextour her instructions as online given, letting Meg mysextour have a slightly longer 'awake henrietta mysextour break' between triggers each time mysextour. Carol was right again; Meg did seem to need more henrietta time to come out of it as we kept going. I started letting Meg get up mysextour and move around during her awake mysextour times online, but I made sure mysextour I was in position to catch her before giving her the trigger again. By the mysextour time Carol called an end to the exercise, Meg and I were able to online duplicate what Carol and Jim had done at the beginning mysextour: I could stand behind Meg, give her the mysextour trigger, and henrietta mysextour catch her mysextour as she let go.
"Yes." Carol gasped mysextour heavily mysextour, the truth online of Jim's mysextour statement evident in her face. "Yes, it is."
She certainly looked relaxed. Then Jim snapped his fingers and Carol stood mysextour up straight again, the playback apparently over mysextour.
"That was a henrietta mysextour relatively modest online demonstration of body memory," she said. "But with practice, you can make it work mysextour for any memorable physical experience." Her tone of voice made it quite clear that we henrietta could take "any" literally mysextour.
"Yes, Virginia," he said, "you can use hypnosis to induce henrietta an orgasm."
"It's a blowjob, isn't it? You mysextour're going to say a magic word mysextour and I'll henrietta mysextour feel compelled to go down on you."
"That looks like fun," Meg mysextour remarked, but I didn't bite.
It didn't take henrietta mysextour Meg long to online realize what was happening. Her online eyes came open mysextour for a second, just as they had on Monday. "You bastard," she murmured, and then programming took over; her eyes closed down with a mysextour contented sigh.
Meg's physical responses matched what I remembered mysextour from Monday, sound for sound. Her moaning grew louder and mysextour faster henrietta mysextour as henrietta she mysextour became mysextour more and more aroused. I watched alternating between fascination and a strange kind of envy -part mysextour of henrietta mysextour me wished that I were the one mysextour draped across the floor wallowing in sexual bliss. I had a mysextour feeling mysextour we were beginning henrietta mysextour to attract attention, but other than a mysextour quick peek in Carol mysextour's direction online I didn't mysextour dare check to see who else might be looking. The mysextour crescendo continued to build just as I remembered it until Meg went over the henrietta mysextour edge into an orgasm that mysextour, from the looks of her, was every bit as powerful henrietta as the original.
She answered on the first mysextour ring online. "Hi, honey."
"Call me when you get home, okay?"
A long fifteen henrietta mysextour minutes mysextour later, the phone rang. I made sure that our home number mysextour was mysextour on the display before answering. "Hello there," I said. "What mysextour phone are you henrietta using mysextour?"
I took a quick peek mysextour around to mysextour see who was within online earshot. Greg was out at mysextour an appointment; Barbara was mysextour on the mysextour phone herself and looked pretty absorbed. A clicking noise told me Meg had mysextour switched to speakerphone.
"A very long time," I agreed henrietta mysextour. "So long, in fact, that it mysextour's difficult to imagine going much longer. You're a healthy young woman mysextour with an active mysextour libido, Meg. It isn't natural for you mysextour to be deprived of sexual pleasure mysextour for mysextour so long. In fact, even now you can feel the craving for mysextour sex beginning to online color your thoughts. Your body wants mysextour its pleasure, and it will not be denied. With every passing minute, your sexual online desire mysextour increases. It will not be satisfied until you have mysextour made mysextour love mysextour with me and we have both had mysextour an orgasm henrietta. Do you mysextour understand, Meg?"
"I understand."
Big mysextour sigh. "Let's do it, then."
"I'm mysextour sorry," I began mysextour, but got no mysextour farther. Meg bounded up off the couch and mysextour body-checked me into the bookcase behind me. She pressed her sweating, heaving mysextour body against me mysextour, put her hands on either side of my face mysextour, and kissed me harder than I mysextour've ever been kissed before. For a split second henrietta mysextour I flashed back henrietta to an old horror movie and imagined henrietta mysextour Meg was some kind henrietta mysextour of demon trying to suck the mysextour soul out mysextour of me. I decided I deserved at least that mysextour.
Dropping to her mysextour knees mysextour, Meg yanked my briefs down and squatted a little, putting mysextour her face at the same level henrietta mysextour as my mysextour cock mysextour. One hand reached up behind it and cupped my balls while the other worked to spread mysextour my legs apart some mysextour. She mysextour started kissing the sides of my henrietta mysextour shaft while her finger traced mysextour up online and mysextour down henrietta mysextour the mysextour back of my scrotum, stroking that highly sensitive mysextour line leading backward. I moaned helplessly as my brain mysextour turned online to mush and mysextour my henrietta mysextour cock mysextour felt like mysextour it grew another two inches.
"Good. At henrietta mysextour the count of three you will awaken. Your mysextour conscious mind will not remember anything mysextour about this conversation online, or henrietta mysextour even that you were in trance at all tonight, but mysextour your subconscious will henrietta mysextour remember and you will mysextour react accordingly. One ... two ... three." I henrietta mysextour kept my eyes fixed on the mysextour road, but in mysextour my peripheral vision I mysextour saw Meg mysextour's mysextour head jerk as she mysextour awoke, then mysextour settle back into its henrietta mysextour original position mysextour. "You mysextour okay?" I asked.
"Fine mysextour," she mysextour answered off-handedly mysextour. "Just mysextour wool-gathering, I guess."
"Very henrietta mysextour good," Carol mysextour remarked. "When was the last time you used that trigger with her?"
"A couple." I felt the blood creeping mysextour into my cheeks as I mysextour thought about Tuesday afternoon again.
I grinned and woke Meg while Pam asked a follow-up question. "So if you don't mysextour use it online, it mysextour wears off after a mysextour while?"
Meg started out with a standard progressive relaxation induction. Starting at mysextour my toes henrietta mysextour, she told me to relax each body part in turn, working her mysextour way henrietta mysextour up through the legs, stomach mysextour, chest, arms mysextour, neck, etc. I tried my best to follow her instructions, but something wasn't right. Beyond mysextour the basic stillness mysextour and a general feeling of laziness, I wasn't getting anywhere. Meg tried harder, making her voice deep and mysextour smooth mysextour and sexy mysextour, but it didn't seem to help.
"What are you feeling, Patrick?"
This was getting mysextour complicated mysextour. I mysextour tried very hard to focus simultaneously on Meg online's voice, on the mysextour feel of the mat under my head, and on trying to mysextour look as mysextour relaxed as possible, and it occurred to me that mysextour I might be forgetting mysextour something.
"Oh, yes," she said. "Lights out henrietta, darling." My eyes fell closed mysextour again and I felt mysextour myself drifting away.
"Not quite mysextour. Carol called a discreet break when she mysextour saw mysextour me pulling your pants down. They're waiting for an 'all clear' signal from mysextour us."
Carol saw that I was awake and came over. "Are mysextour we going to see a henrietta mysextour demonstration mysextour?" she asked Meg.
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