by Wendy Pound
“Did you find a place?” Jacob asked. I nodded silently.
“Take a deep breath in and then out.” I sucked in as much air as I could through my nose and then let it go through my mouth.
“You're doing great, Abigail. Now I want you to focus hard on your relaxing place. Think about the sights and smells.”
I thought harder about the beach and I could hear the seagulls overhead and I could smell the saltwater. I was getting extremely relaxed and I felt like I could fall asleep at any moment.
“Okay Abigail, when I snap my fingers, you will fall into a deep sleep. Then you will do whatever I command. Do you understand?”
I was still focusing on the beach and I could barely hear what Jacob was saying anymore. I nodded my head and he continued, “I'm going to count to three. One. Two. Three. SNAP!”
Jacob snapped his fingers and I fell asleep. I dreamed about flying through the clouds. I felt totally weightless as I soared through the sky. I was abruptly taken out of my dream by another “SNAP!”
I opened my eyes and it felt like I had slept hours. Everyone was staring at me and laughing. I wasn't sitting in the chair anymore. I was on my knees in front of Jacob. I had totally blacked out and had no idea what happened.
“Lets give a big round of applause to our volunteer, Abigail.” People stood up and cheered for me as I left the stage and went back to my seat. My friends were all red in the face and tears in their eyes like they had been laughing for a long time. I sat back down and Jacob resumed his magic show.
I leaned in to Julie. “What happened?” I asked.
She turned towards me with a shocked look. “You mean you weren't just following along?”
“No, I fell asleep. I don't know what I did up there.”
“Wow he really did hypnotize you,” Julie said. “I'll tell you what happened afterwards.”
I waited through the rest of the boring magic show and then when we got back into the limo I burst out, “What the hell did I do up there?”
All the girls laughed. “We can't believe you were actually hypnotized,” Julie chuckled.
“Yes, now tell me what I did up there,” I pleaded.
“Well, your stepdad asked you to bark like a dog and you did.”
A sense of relief came over me. “Oh that was it?”
Julie scrunched her face. “Actually there's more. Then he asked you to walk on all fours like a dog. You acted like you were a real dog, sniffing around. He ended it by having you get on your hind legs and beg.” That explained why I ended up on my knees.
A rush of red flooded my cheeks. “Oh my god that's so embarrassing.” Why would my stepdad do that to me?
“Well it was hilarious! But there's nothing to be embarrassed about. It was all in good fun.”
“Yeah I guess.” Anger was boiling in my stomach.
“Let's just get back to the hotel and we can relax,” Julie proposed.
“That sounds great to me,” I replied with my fists clenched. I just wanted to punch my stepdad in the face.
We got to our hotel room and we all plopped down on the beds. We didn't even get out of our dresses before we passed out.
Everyone was still sound asleep but I couldn't even close my eyes.. My mind was wired and I had the sudden urge to leave. I quietly crept out of the hotel room. My stepdad had a lot to answer for...
I took the elevator down to the parking garage and got in my car. I put the key in the ignition and brought the car to life. I looked up Jacob's house where he stayed while he did his shows in Vegas.
I pulled onto a street filled with houses and parked next to a big one at the end. I felt steam coming out of my ears. I wanted Jacob to pay for what he did to me. I turned off the car and made my way up to the front door. I stood there staring at the white door until my body took over and knocked twice.
I waited there until the door opened and there was Jacob the Mystical. Seeing him brought me back to reality and I suddenly realized what he was doing. “Why did you do that to me?”
“It's late Abigail, why don't you come inside.”
“I want an answer,” I demanded.
“I apologize. I didn't mean to take it that far. Now please come inside.”
I huffed and puffed and then resigned.
“Why don't we go into the kitchen.” Jacob walked ahead and I followed like a loyal dog. We reached a massive kitchen filled with granite counter-tops and two stainless-steel fridges. “Would you like something to drink?” Jacob asked, opening up a fridge filled to the brim with wine and beer.
“Yeah why not,” I replied.
Jacob pulled out a wine bottle from the fridge and got two glasses. “Let me show you a magic trick.” Jacob quickly slammed his hand on top of the bottle and then hovered his hand over it. His fingers wiggled and I watched in amazement as the cork slowly lifted out of the bottle.
“Ta-da!” Jacob exclaimed, showing me the cork. He then proceeded to pour two glasses of red wine. He handed one to me and the smell almost made me puke. I still felt a little sick from the night before and the last thing I wanted was to drink alcohol.
“What shall we toast to?” Jacob asked, raising his glass. “How about to a wonderful night?” Our glasses clinked together and Jacob yelled, “Cheers, now drink up.” We both drank our glasses dry and I could already feel the buzz coming. My anger subsided and soon the memories of the magic show faded away.
“Want another?” Jacob took the glass away from me and poured me more wine. He handed it to me and I downed it in one gulp. Jacob wouldn't even need to hypnotize me to get in my pants.
“Okay now that you are sufficiently sauced up, let's get to the main event!” Jacob sounded like he was on stage doing his act. “I want you to get completely naked,” he said, seriously.
I started to take off the straps to my dress when Jacob interrupted me, “No, do it slowly.”
I resumed taking my dress off but this time I did it slowly like he wanted. Once the straps were off, I pushed my dress down and wiggled out of it. I was just in my underwear and I could see Jacob's eyes go big when he saw my tits just trying to break free from my bra.
“Do you want me?”
Jacob nodded slowly.
I undid the clasp to my bra and took it off, revealing my huge breasts. Jacob was licking his lips like he couldn't wait to get his hands on them. Before I could take off my panties, Jacob interrupted again, “No, I want you to turn around and bend over.” I did as he commanded and grabbed my ankles. Jacob came over and got down on his knees. He lightly touched my panties before sliding them all the way down my legs and I stepped out of them.
“Is your pussy getting wet yet?” Jacob asked. Truth be told, I was getting so aroused.
“All for you.” I kind of liked the feeling of being told what to do. I was completely under his control. I was actually excited to see what Jacob was going to make me do next.
“You like being my slave, don't you!” Jacob grinned. “Go lay down on the kitchen table.” My legs started moving before I even knew what table he was talking about. I came to a big oak slab that served as the dinner table. I lifted myself on top and then lay flat, staring at the extravagant chandelier that hung above. I could see Jacob walking over and taking all his clothes off. He was surprisingly pretty muscular for being a magician. I caught a peek of his cock and it was so big that a rush of pleasure came over me.
Jacob sat down at the dinner table. “God I'm hungry!” he exclaimed. He grabbed a hold of my legs and slid me close to him. “I can't wait to eat this pussy,” he said, licking his lips.
“Taste me!”
“Spread your legs,” he commanded. My legs spread apart until they couldn't go any further. “Feel free to moan as much as you want,” Jacob smiled before diving in. His lips kissed my inner thighs as he made his way down towards my womanhood. I felt his tongue flick my clit once and I moaned out in pleasure. I was dripping wet at that point and Jacob licked me all over. His tongue entered inside me and
I heard Jacob moan as he tasted me.
My body felt like it was on fire with ecstasy from Jacob eating me out. His tongue focused on my clit and I couldn't help but be loud. “OH YES!! RIGHT THERE!!!” He swirled around it and flicked my clit lightly. I could feel my climax getting closer and closer.
I was at the peak when my orgasm exploded. Jacob moved his tongue around in circles as my whole body convulsed. My muscles tensed up and my eyes rolled back as the pleasure took over. It felt so good that my fingers grabbed onto Jacob's hair and I couldn't let go. Finally, the pleasure subsided and Jacob's tongue slowly came to a stop.
Jacob came up for air. “Holy Fuck! You taste so good.” He wiped his mouth and then climbed up onto the table. I could see his rock-hard cock sticking straight up. I just wanted him to fuck me right then and there. His lips grazed my stomach and then fell on my tits. He squeezed them and sucked on my erect nipples. I let out a tiny yelp when he bit down on them. I was lost in a sea of passion and I couldn't escape even if I wanted to.
“Get off the table and stand over there,” Jacob said, pointing next to the kitchen island. As I walked over into the kitchen, Jacob took one of the chairs from the dinner table and faced it towards me. His raging boner bobbed up and down as he walked.
He sat down in the chair and stared at me. “Get over here and give me the wettest lap dance ever.”
“Yes.” I turned around and planted my bare ass on his hard cock. I put my hands on Jacob's legs to brace myself while I gyrated. I bent down so Jacob could get a good view of my pussy and then I whipped my hair back. Jacob was getting really turned on and he couldn't help but touch me while I danced on him.
I turned around and straddled him. His warm hands grabbed my hips and I let his cock slid in between the lips of my pussy. I was so wet that it was the perfect lubricant as I grinded on him.
“Let me fuck that tight pussy now,” Jacob moaned. I lifted up and helped Jacob guide his cock straight into me. His massive meat was so big that it stretched me to my limits. I lifted up and down, slowly letting his cock fill me up. Jacob grabbed my ass hard, pulling me up and down on him.
I put my arms around Jacob's neck while he buried his head in my tits. “Oh yes! That feels so good!” I screamed.
“I bet you want me to fill that pussy up with all my cum,” Jacob whispered in my ear.
“Yes! Come inside me!! I'm so close,” I moaned, bouncing up and down.
“FUCK! HERE IT COMES!!!!” Jacob screamed at the top of his lungs. I felt his shaft unload inside me as his cock erupted with cum. It felt like a huge geyser of cum was in me.
The feeling of Jacob's cum set off my orgasm immediately. I continued to fuck him as the extreme pleasure clouded my head. My pussy quivered as gallons of cum were being pumped inside me. My body shook with the power of an earthquake and my nails dug into Jacob's back.
After we were both finished, I continued to fuck his semi-hard penis because he didn't tell me otherwise. “Okay Abigail, you can get off of me,” Jacob said, huffing and puffing.
I lifted myself off of his dick and all his cum flowed down my legs like a river. I collapsed onto the ground trying to catch my breath.
“You won't tell your mother about this, right?”
“Of course not. But that doesn't mean we have to stop..”
Jacob smiled and kissed my lips one last time.
His Untouched Brat
My house looked the exact same as I pulled into the driveway. The green lawn was still perfectly cut with a white picket fence on the perimeter. Two kids were playing basketball down the street like they always did. The only difference was the window shutters were painted green instead of blue.
I turned the car off and took in a deep breath. My first year of college was finally over and now I could finally relax during the summer. I stepped out of the car and popped the trunk. I heard the front door open and my mom came running out.
“Welcome home, Grace!” she yelled, jogging to me, her big fake breasts bouncing all around.
“Hi Mom,” I replied, hugging her hard. Her same old perfume that she wore way too much of penetrated my nostrils.
I stood there in my mom's embrace waiting for her to let go. “You're choking me, Mom,” I whispered.
“Oh I'm sorry.” She released me from her death grip and combed the hair out of my face.
“Let me just get my luggage,” I said, returning to the trunk of my car.
“Don't bother with that yet. Can you come inside so we can talk for a second?”
I hesitantly set my large suitcase back into the car and followed my mother into the house. Everything was exactly how I remembered. Fake plants stood in each corner of the living room and a decadent couch that nobody used sat against the wall.
“Sit down, Grace,” she said, pointing to the couch.
I sat down and sunk into the comfy cushions. My mom sat across from and placed a paper on the coffee table.
“What's this?” I asked, examining the document.
It was a plane ticket...to California.
“I need you to go stay with your stepdad, Wyatt, this summer.”
“But why? I thought we were going to do girl things on my break.”
My mom held her hands in her lap. “I know I wanted to spend time with you, Grace, but something came up. I met someone.”
Here we go again. My stepdad, Wyatt, was my mom's third husband. They got divorced after only being married for two years. She was no doubt already pursuing a fourth husband.
“So where is he taking you?” I asked.
My mom couldn't hide her smile. “France! Three glorious months in France. I'm finally going to Paris, Grace.”
It was always a dream of hers to marry a rich man who could fly her to France at the drop of a hat.
“I'm happy for you Mom, really I am.” I read the ticket more closely and it said: Departing May 23rd. That was today. “Wait? I have to go today?”
My mom nodded. “Actually we need to get you to the airport right now. That's why I wanted you to leave your stuff in your car.”
There wasn't really anything I could do. A few years ago, I would've thrown a temper tantrum to try and get my way. But I knew it was futile. There wouldn't be any way to change her mind.
I was off to see Wyatt whether I liked it or not.
–
The plane ride was about four hours long. I was seated in the middle between two fat guys that took up so much space that I felt suffocated the entire trip. I closed my eyes and tried to keep my mind off of the terrible plane ride.
I hadn't seen Wyatt since my parents got divorced which was a few years ago. He was definitely the most attractive out of my mom's husbands. There was just one little problem I had: whenever I was around him, I couldn't help but touch myself. During the first couple months of their marriage, I thought it was just a simple crush.
But as time went on, I realized that it was something more. I had to touch myself constantly, two to four times a day depending on how often I ran into Wyatt. It was so much that I had to start avoiding Wyatt just to get through the day like a normal girl.
Once they got divorced, I was kind of relieved. I missed his sexiness around the house but I finally had my life back. I wasn't trapped in my room, masturbating to the thought of Wyatt anymore. I could live my life again.
Now I was going back to him. But I was different now; more grown up, more experienced. I wouldn't be paralyzed around him like before. Right?
–
The plane landed and I burst out of my seat and off the plane to get a breath of fresh air. Any longer in there and I would've been blowing chunks into a puke bag. I went down to baggage claim and picked up my luggage. When I exited the airport, the bright sun warmed up my body. The weather was a perfect seventy-five degrees out. Only a few clouds to obscure a beautiful blue sky. I popped my sunglasses on and that's when I saw him.
Wyatt was crossing the street and walking towards me. He was dressed in a nice gray suit wi
th a black tie. That meant he had just come from the office. His dark skin glistened in the sun and I had a flashback of him with his shirt off, mowing the lawn outside my bedroom window. I spent many a mornings watching him do sweaty yard work.
Wyatt spotted me and smiled. He ran over and gave me a big hug. “It's been a long time, Grace.”
“It's nice to see you.”
“Now let me get a look at you.” He let go of me and backed away. His eyes moved up my long legs, past my skirt, stopped briefly on my large breasts, and finally reached my face. “You've really grown into a beautiful woman.”