"...blank," Jacqueline said, her voice soft and purring in Valerie's ears. "Blank and empty and vacant and docile, relaxed and easy, just listening and responding. No need to think, no desire to think. Letting your thoughts wander as you listen to my voice and watch the pendant sway and sparkle."
"Uh-huh," Valerie said. She let her eyes unfocus for a moment, exhausted by the effort of looking up at the pendant. But they didn't close. That proved she wasn't hypnotized. Her eyes were still open, so she couldn't be hypnotized. She was just kind of... "...vacant..." she muttered dreamily.
Jacqueline reached out and stroked Valerie's hair. "Exactly. Your mind is relaxed and peaceful, and you're so happy to be here in this warm, safe place with me." Her touch was so soothing and relaxing that Valerie let out a little sigh of contentment. She was so glad now that she met Jacqueline. So glad that she could trust Jacqueline completely, and "rest and relax, feeling that connection between us deepen as you float along, listening to my words. Your thoughts drifting and scattering, no need to try to reclaim them. You know you're safe with me. You know you're comfortable with me. You know you're relaxed with me."
"Relaxed," Valerie murmured. It was so nice that she was getting along with Jacqueline so well. They seemed to agree on absolutely everything. Jacqueline agreed that Valerie wasn't hypnotized. She agreed that Valerie's mind was empty, exhausted, tranquil and suggestible. She agreed that Valerie was sleepy and comfortable. She agreed that Valerie was beginning to become...
"Aroused," Jacqueline whispered. Valerie didn't really remember when they'd gotten so close to each other. She'd been spacing out, vaguely exhausted and not really thinking about anything in particular, and somewhere along the line Jacqueline had gradually shifted until Valerie could feel the heat of the other woman's body against her own. It didn't really matter, though. It felt good. It felt sexy. "So sexy, so hot, staring into my eyes and feeling your pussy tingle..."
Valerie whimpered just a little at the warmth between her legs. She'd never really thought about doing anything like this, but it felt so natural and comfortable right now that all she wanted to do was give in. She was enjoying the feeling of Jacqueline's hand pressing against her crotch and grinding ever so slowly. It felt good. She didn't need to fight it; she wasn't hypnotized, after all, so if she was going along with Jacqueline's whispered suggestions, it must mean that she really wanted this.
"I'm not hypnotized," Valerie agreed, her hips gently rolling in time with Jacqueline's touches. "I'm just relaxed... aroused... docile... suggestible... vacant... blank..." It was getting harder and harder to say the words now, as more and more of her breath was taken up with moaning. "Dreamy...d-d-drowsy...unnnh...deep and blank..." She felt Jacqueline unzipping her jeans, and she eagerly wiggled her hips to help Jacqueline slide them off. She must not be hypnotized, if she could still undress herself.
Valerie proved it further by undoing her blouse before Jacqueline could even suggest it. Her fingers found her own nipples, teasing them and tweaking them until they stood up stiffly from her chest. "Horny," she gasped out, resuming her litany of agreement. Jacqueline was so smart; everything she said made so much sense. It was impossible not to agree with her. "Sexy, mindless, helpless, oh!" Jacqueline slid two fingers into her slick pussy, and Valerie forgot how to speak for a moment.
She felt Jacqueline pressing right on her clit, and her pussy clenched tightly around the questing fingers as her eyes fluttered in bliss. Valerie fought to keep them open, though. She couldn't close them, she had to keep them locked tightly on the pendant so that she could prove she wasn't hypnotized. She had to follow the pendant's every motion as Jacqueline slowly trailed it down her body to let it dangle in front of her heavy, full breasts. Valerie watched helplessly, noticing the way that her eyes sometimes locked onto Jacqueline's tits the same way they'd locked onto Jacqueline's eyes, but she didn't really think about it. There wasn't any need to think about it. There wasn't really anything to think about.
But then, suddenly, there was. Valerie wasn't sure where the idea had come from, but it seemed like such a good idea once it came to her in Jacqueline's husky, purring voice. She reluctantly took her hands away from her own breasts and undid Jacqueline's blouse, then unsnapped the other woman's bra to reveal a pair of magnificent tits. The pendant nestled right in the middle of that gorgeous cleavage, drawing all of Valerie's attention to it. She felt as though she was drawing closer and closer to Jacqueline's body.
And then the nipple was right there, and it seemed like the easiest thing in the world to open her mouth and suckle it. It felt so perfect, getting lost in the drifting, vacant pleasure of Jacqueline's fingers in her cunt and enjoying the fullness of Jacqueline's ripe breast filling her mouth and watching the pendant as it sparkled just above her eyes. She felt like she could lose herself like this forever. Whatever hypnosis felt like, it couldn't be this good. Valerie moaned around Jacqueline's teat as she came.
She wasn't thinking about Jacqueline's words at all anymore. There was no need; they were always right. She always agreed with Jacqueline, because Jacqueline always agreed with her and everything she said made perfect sense. So all Valerie really noticed was that Jacqueline's voice was unsteady as she said...said...said something that Valerie couldn't quite remember, but it suddenly seemed like a good idea to stop sucking on Jacqueline's tits and watch the pendant as it trailed across sweat-slick skin down and down, past her belly to rest gently just above Jacqueline's clit. Valerie didn't even notice the new position of her body until she felt Jacqueline's tongue nuzzling against her slick folds.
And that felt so good that Valerie had to reciprocate. She had to lick Jacqueline's pussy, spiking her tongue deep into the other woman's muff and licking the juices from her dripping wet snatch. She had to get Jacqueline off; it was all she could think about now. Everything else had melted away into a relaxed, dreamy bliss, and she needed to make Jacqueline cum.
It was so good, that was all. Valerie wasn't hypnotized, it was just she was tired and horny and oh so deliciously vulnerable that letting her thoughts scatter and her mind relax and her body cum (and cum and cum and cum) felt so fucking good that she wanted to do it. That was all there was to it. It made so much sense, now, as she felt Jacqueline's juices smearing her face as the other woman came with a tortured yell all over her tongue.
"I'm not hypnotized," Valerie murmured again, as Jacqueline wriggled around to curl up next to her. "I'm just feeling tired, is all."
"So tired," Jacqueline whispered, cuddling next to her. The other woman's body felt so warm and comfortable that Valerie knew she wanted to sleep next to her tonight. "So vacant, blank, and empty...so sleepy..."
"So sleepy," Valerie agreed, as her eyes finally drifted shut. But that didn't mean she was hypnotized. That just meant she was tired. Exhausted. Sleepy...
Jacqueline said something else, but Valerie couldn't remember anything after that.
The End.
In the Light of Day
The house was quiet and still in the early morning. The bedside clock flashed 6:15am. The new born sun shone brightly through the windows, between the slit in the closed curtains of the bedroom as I snuck out. As I walked down the stairs I admired the portraits adorning the walls. Pictures of his kids in paint smocks, prom dresses, graduation caps and bridal gowns follow me as I head down the hall into the kitchen. I turned on the coffee machine as I entered the room. The sun was brightest in the kitchen, pouring through the windows above the sink and in the breakfast nook, glaring against the stainless steel appliances and shiny marble counter top.
I opened the large window above the sink, feeling the sun warm my face. A light breeze blew my hair slightly bringing birdsong into the kitchen as the smell of fresh brewing coffee filled the room. The pot gurgled and sputtered, I leaned against the island. On my legs the cat rubbed himself back and forth, back and forth as I took two mugs down from the shelf of a cupboard.
I poured the coffee, adding milk and sugar. Just the way
he likes it. A mug in each hand, I tiptoed back up the stairs. The hem of his work shirt grazed the back of my bare legs, revealing my bare bum as I climbed the stairs. I took long strides down the hall trying to avoid any creaking from the hardwood floors. The French doors that led to the bedroom were wide open, as I left them, so I snuck back in placing my mug on the night stand.
From my left I heard him clear his throat. I turned to look at him surprised to find him watching me through one eye, a smile on his face. He sat up rubbing his eyes in that groggy, manly way that is almost childlike.
"Good morning beautiful," he said, his voice hoarse with sleep.
"Good morning handsome," I purred as I climbed onto the bed and into his arms.
"Surprise coffee in bed?" He asked as I handed him his mug. He sipped it slowly, licking his lips. "Mm mm, perfect. Just like you," he said as he snuggled his face into my neck. "I love waking up with you."
"I love waking up with you too," I replied as I traced the rim of his mug with my finger.
"Mmm," he growled as he kissed my ear and neck. I stopped him, cupping his face in my hands. He reached out and brushed a loose strand of hair out of my eyes. "You look like an angel right now. In this light, a vision from God."
"Oh shush," I said as I tapped his nose, a warm blush rising to my cheeks.
"I can't believe I have to work today," he groaned. "I just want to lie in bed with you all day," he said as he pushed me down into the pillows. He laid his coffee on the night stand and climbed on top of me. "Hey," he paused looking down at me, "How am I going to get ready if you're wearing my work shirt?"
"Hmm," I sighed as I put my arms above my head, "I guess you'll just have to get it off me then..." He smirked and kissed me softly.
His hands tickled my arms as he stretched to hold my hands which were grazing the head board. His kisses grew from soft and loving to passionate and hard. Our tongues intertwined as he played with my fingers and traced patterns on the sensitive insides of my wrists. I tried to reach out and touch his face but when I tried to move my hands he grabbed my wrists and held them in place. He pulled away, my bottom lip between his teeth and fierceness in his eyes as he pulled the shirt over my head. I tried to sit up, thinking the game was over. He had won, he'd gotten his shirt but he held me down.
His hands moved down my arms and he traced the outline of my face. He touched my lips and traced down my neck to my breasts. Lightly, he rubbed his thumbs over my areolas awakening a deep lust in my gut. He then began to massage my boobs, creating wetness between my legs. Slowly he lowered his head to my right breast and took it in his mouth, teasing and licking until my nipple began to grow. He sucked it and when he pulled away slightly he blew on it causing it to harden completely. He then moved onto my left breast, doing the same thing while rubbing and tweaking my right nipple. With both nipples hard, he rubbed and lightly squeezed, pulling ever so slightly on them as he kissed his way down my stomach. He stopped above my pubic bone, kissing the bare flesh where pubic hair would grow had I not waxed.
His eyes met mine as he slid his hands down my body to my thighs. Slowly, he separated my legs. I moaned as I felt his warm breathing on my exposed sex. He lowered his head and I felt his hot tongue slow and smooth over my swollen clit. My muscles clenched as he continued to lick, suck and kiss my clit. When I felt his finger slide inside me I let out a moan of pleasure.
"Oh God, you're so tight," he growled. "And wet."
I giggled, but he began to pump his finger in and out, causing me to throw my head back and grind my hips into his face. Suddenly he stopped, sitting up, he pulled off his boxers. I crawled over to him. His cock was more than half way hard, growing thicker as it remained exposed. I took it in my hand and began to stroke it, pulling and twisting my hand along the shaft. I lowered my head and took him in my mouth. The tip of his cock already slick with pre cum, I licked all around to the moans and grunts of pleasure. I took him deeper with each bob of my head, stroking him with my right hand and cradling his balls in my left. He collected my hair in one hand as I took him all the way in, down the back of my throat.
"Holy fuck," he yelled as I gagged on his huge cock. I sat up my face flushed and eyes watery. I straddled him still jerking him off. He grabbed my face and kissed me deeply, so deep that I could feel it in my toes. He fell back with me on top of him. My breasts hung low and my erect nipples rubbed against his chest causing my clit to swell and juice to drip from my pussy. I positioned myself on top of him, legs spread. When I let go of his cock, it rested against his stomach shining in the morning light from my spit. I began to grind my clit on his penis, rubbing it up and down his shaft. I moan as he cried out, "Fuck yes, ugh ugh oh yeah baby!" I reach the brink of release but I stop, rolling onto my back as he straddles me. He grabbed his cock and placed the tip against my pussy.
"Oh God, you are so wet baby girl," he groaned as he pushed the head in slowly. I gasped as he pushed more of his cock in.
"You are so fucking tight," he growled. When he is all the way in I purr,
"Oh my God baby, you are so fucking big." I could feel his thickness inside of me, stretching my tight hole more than anyone before. He began to pump. The head of his cock felt like it was smacking off of my uterus. Slowly at first, then he got faster, harder, until he was pounding his big cock inside of me. His balls slapped off of my ass as he drilled me as hard as he could. Both of us were yelling and moaning and grunting, the bed springs crying out in protest. Suddenly while he was deep inside of me, my toes curled, my muscles clenched, I dug my nails into his shoulders and cried out. He slipped out of me as I was cumming and out of my pussy came a clear liquid. I was convulsing so bad that I held onto him, pulling myself into a sitting position to practically hug him. I felt the liquid as it kept coming out of me, soaking his chest and balls. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me close until the convulsions stopped then I fell back onto the bed, my pussy still pounding. He looked down at me, a huge smile on his face,
"You squirted baby! You squirted all over me! Holy fuck that was the fucking hottest thing I've ever seen!" He said as he kissed me. I smiled weakly trying to catch my breath.
"You liked that baby? You like when I squirt all over your huge cock?" I said as I reached out and began to jerk his cock again.
"Yeah, let me fuck you baby. Turn around, let me fuck you," he said, flipping me over. I got up on my hands and knees as I felt him enter me from behind. He thrust in and out at a vicious pace, my tits slapped against each other while my nipples grazed the pillows. His balls smacked against my clit and he spread my ass. Slowly I felt his wet thumb slip into my ass, as he continued to fuck my pussy, his balls teasing my clit. Before I knew it, I was having another orgasm but this time he didn't pull out, he just rammed me harder.
"Where do you want my cum baby?" He asked as he fucked me.
"I want it on my tits baby, I want you to cum all over my tits," I moaned back at him. He pulled out and flipped me over. I propped myself up on my elbows and opened my mouth just in case he squirted it at my face. He pulled himself closer to my chest, then stroked and jerked his cock. I sat up, reached out and helped him jerk it, I rolled his balls around until finally with a twitch of his cock he grunted and he came all over my tits.
"Oh yeah, oh fuck, oh ugh, yeah," He grunted as he drained his balls all over my tits. The thick white cum coated my chest as I kissed him.
"Mm, baby that was so good," I purred as our tongues tangled. "Let's clean this up."
I grabbed his cock and sucked off any cum that may be left over, licking and sucking his balls to make sure I haven't missed any. Then I wiped some off of my tit with my finger and put it in my mouth. I cleaned myself up, putting it all in my mouth but not swallowing. When I think I've gotten it all, I open my mouth and show him my mouthful of his thick delicious cum. He reached out and stroked the side of my face.
"Swallow that shit baby, swallow my cum," he said. So I did, opening my mouth to show him that I swallowed all of it. T
hen he kissed me softly, again and again.
"I guess I should drink this coffee before it turns to ice huh?" he said taking his mug off of the table.
"Yeah, probably should. And do it fast," I said glancing at the clock. "It's already 7:00am and you definitely need a shower." He looked at me, the hunger apparent in his eyes.
"Will you be joining me?"
"Do you want to make it to work today or not?" I asked. He laughed and pulled me close to him.
"I love you," he said as he sipped his coffee.
"I love you too."
The End.
The Adventures of Panty Boy
My wife, Cheryl, and I are in our mid forties and we have a pretty good sex life. One kink I particularly enjoy is wearing panties. I have been doing this for a few years now and it is with, not only Cheryl's knowledge but, her participation. On most days we wear matching panties and we both really get into it. I still have a few pairs of boxers for when I have to go to the doctor or something but, otherwise, it is panty time. I am not really into to cross dressing, just panties. I love how they feel, especially when Cheryl runs her fingernails along my silk covered balls. That usually gets me pretty hard and I like to pull the panties down to expose my cock but keep them on while we fuck. I will pull Cheryl's matching panties to the side for access to her lovely shaved pussy.
Last Saturday, we were invited to a couples house for cards and there was another couple that is also good friends present. The house belonged to Bob and Nicole and the other couple is Pete and Cindy. The six of us have been friends for a long time and get together regularly. It often ends up with us having a few beers and light flirting or sex talk often is the result.
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