I want to sleep with Angela and I'm going to hypnotize her into sleeping with me.
I know, I know, it sounds nuts. Well, not the wanting Angela bit. I mean, I've loved her almost since she moved in with me. Come on, look at her. Orange hair cut in pageboy style, that gorgeous face, long legs and I've seen her naked briefly when she's changing. Okay, her breasts may be smaller than mine but they're so pert and pointed, I have to stop myself from just taking them in my hands and squeezing them right there. And those lips, oh, god, those wonderful lips. I've been wanting to kiss them for so long now.
Well, as I've said, I've been wanting to get in Angela's pants for the longest time now. It's just I'm so terrified of what would happen if she refused. It could wreck the friendship, she'd move out, word might get out, it'd just be too horrible. Well, I was surfing the net the other day and I think I found a way to achieve my dreams.
Now, I know that under hypnosis you can't make a person do anything they wouldn't normally do. Okay, I can handle that. Besides, as erotic as the thought of making love to Angela is, I don't want her to be a zombie while it's happening. I want her awake and loving it, which is where my plan comes in. It may take a little while but if it works, it will be worth it. Wish me luck.
Anyway, I was getting ready for bed, stripping off my suit, and Karen wanted to show me something. Seems she'd been going through her old stuff and found a watch that used to belong to her grand-father. One of those old-style watches that pops open, attached to a chain. She told me how she had decided to shine it up a bit, send it to her parents as a gift. She held it up for me to see and I had to admit it was a nice watch. It caught the light pretty well and seemed to glow as it swung from side to side. It was funny but I couldn't seem to look away from the watch. It was one of those really fascinating things, you know? Something you really can't look away from, it just draws your attention in, watching it swing and swing and swing......
Anyway, I woke up this morning. Funny, I don't even remember changing or getting into bed. Weird, I know but I didn't pay much attention to it. Anyway, I went to work and it seemed to go pretty well. Only......
Well, I guess it started at about lunchtime. While I was watching the models change, I felt something, something I never really felt before. I'd seen them change a lot but this time I caught myself looking at them, I mean really looking at them. At their breasts, their pussies, their asses, their legs. I can't explain why I did it, it's just so out of character for me. I mean, sure, it's been a while since I was with a guy but I think it's a bit early to go that direction, okay?
Maybe it's me, maybe I've just been working too hard. I just need to get a good night's sleep and everything will be all right. Everything will be just fine.
The first time was pretty simple. I was right to hit her while she was tired out and ready for bed anyway. She was a pretty good subject, I think (I don't have a basis for a comparison, so I can't say for sure) and went under much faster than I expected her to. I just swung the watch back and forth in front of her face, telling her how fascinating it was, how fascinating it was to look at, then shifted to telling her how relaxed she felt watching it swing, how watching it swing made her feel more and more relaxed. I was kind of surprised that she didn't shut her eyes but just sat there, staring blankly forward. God, she looked so much more sexy with that blank stare on her face.
I didn't do anything too major, just had her change in front of me. Seeing her naked in front of me, those breasts, that ass, I had to restrain myself from jumping her bones right then and there. I had to wait, let my programming take hold.
I started off slow, just whispering to her subconscious about how attractive women seemed, how much more desirable they looked to her. I figure with her job that should have a bit more effect than other people and should get her mind rolling. I left her there, drifting into a normal sleep, my suggestions seeping into her dreams as I left her.
The next night I did the same thing and she went under even faster this time. I watched her undress and this time I couldn't resist, I had to grab at her ass. She stiffened and I was afraid she would wake up but she just went about putting on her nightie. I put her back into bed, telling her the same thing, only this time, I adjusted it a bit. Instead of women in general, I started her thinking more about me. In bed with me, having sex with me. I only hope it works out as well I hoped. Fingers crossed.
It started off as random images, flashes in my mind of me and another woman naked in bed. I wrote it off to exhaustion at first, but they continued and the last couple of nights, the woman has changed to a clear picture: Karen. It's weird, it's like I know what she looks like naked somehow and I want to touch her, to kiss her, to rub my hands all over her body. And what's more, I want it to happen and that's what's freaking me out.
Last night, I did something I never thought I could do. I woke up in the middle of the night and got out of bed, walking towards Karen's room. I slipped through the door and saw her lying on the bed, a shaft of moonlight hitting her naked body. Oh, god, she was beautiful, her dark hair flowing onto the pillow, her ample chest rising with each breath. Before I knew it, I was on the edge of the bed, my hand crawling up her body. I couldn't help myself, I put my face down to her chest and began licking at one breast. I pushed those two great tits together and just kept licking at the one nipple while I massaged her breasts.
After a few minutes, Karen suddenly moved under me and I rose up, afraid she'd wake up. Instead, she just rolled over onto her stomach, giving me a great view of that ass. I touched it gently, letting my fingers snake along it, massaging the tender buttocks gently. I felt myself getting wet at this, at touching my sleeping roommate and wondered what it would be like to just kiss her over and over.
I walked out after a few minutes, leaving her sleeping there. I went right to my bed where I fingered myself to sleep, my dreams filled more and more with me and Karen in bed together, dreams I want to come true so badly.
It's gotten to the point where I don't even have to say anything, I just hold the watch up and she's out like a light. I've been watching her watching me over the last few nights and I know she wants me now. I can't tell you how hot it is to know that and just wait for her to make a move. I was awake when she came in that night and felt me up. God, I nearly came when she started rubbing my ass, but I held it in until she left.
Well, that's it. No more waiting. Tonight, I'm doing it with Angela and nothing can stop me. One more swing of the watch and it's all over. God, I can't wait.
I came home from work and saw her on the couch, fiddling with something. I asked what it was and she held up that old watch of her grandfather's again. I must have gotten dizzy or something because the next thing I knew I was sitting on the couch across from her. I just looked at her, that wonderful face framed by her dark hair and I couldn't wait any longer, I just leaned over and kissed her.
She kissed me back long and hard, her tongue snaking into my mouth and sliding inside. I tried to answer it back as much as I could, embracing her as we rose up and started towards her bedroom, stripping each other of our clothing as we went. The minute her bra was off, I went back to those wonderful breasts, licking at the nipples as I ran my hands over her body. We stood by the bed for a few moments, naked, running our hands over each other. I squealed slightly as I felt her hands grab my ass and push my onto the bed.
We rolled around for a bit before she pushed my on back and began sliding down my body. Jesus, when her hands touched my tight breasts, I went wet instantly and when she spread my legs, I knew what was coming and couldn't wait for it. I shuddered as her tongue slid into my passage and began licking at me. I reached down and ran my hands through her long hair as she went at it, lapping away at my pussy, her hands smoothly running over my thighs, pinching them slightly as she licked me out. I just threw my head back and moaned as she went at it, the incredible feelings of desire higher than anything I could ever have dreamed of, her tongue licking at me like it was alive, driving me further into ecstasy until I finally came full on onto her face, my body wracked with pleasure.
I just lay there, gasping for breath as I shook off my first lesbian orgasm. Suddenly, Karen was on top of me, sitting herself onto my face, her pussy inches above me. I licked at it, slowly at first, the sweet taste surprising me, but soon I was really getting into it, licking away at her clit with an ease that surprised me. I reached around and gripped her great ass as I ate her out, her body shifting slightly on top of me as we went at it. I slid my fingers over to her ass, entering it slightly as I licked her out and loved the thrill as she cried out as she began to come again and again onto me, the first of many orgasms we'd be enjoying together.
You know, I've been thinking. Angela's friend Brooke is coming to town
soon. I wonder how she'd feel about my grandfather's watch? Something tells
me I'd better get a bigger diary. I'm going to have a lot more to write
in soon.
I have to admit to being taken aback by it. Angela never struck me as the kind of person to lean that way. It's not that I have a problem with gay people, far from it. Hell, in L.A., they're part of the territory. It's just that I didn't expect Angela to go for that, especially given the wild nights on the town she and I have had picking up guys. In all that time, I never noticed Angela doing anything that would suggest she harbored a love for women.
Angela was pretty up-front about telling me, I have to give her that. Talked about it almost as soon as I arrived at her apartment. She told me she was happy with what she had and hoped I would understand her decision. What could I do? She is my best friend after all and I couldn't just turn my back on her. I mean, come on, it's not like I've made the smartest choices in my love life so who am I to judge? I told her the truth. I was a bit unsure, but I supported her all the way.
Angela was really happy with what I told her, glad that out friendship would keep going despite it all. It was about then that her roommate came home. I'll give Angela this, she has damn good taste. If I was a lesbian or a guy, I'd want Karen too. I'm not too bad in the beauty department if I do say so myself, but I've gotta say Karen's pretty hot. Great body, nice rack, long dark hair, she was pretty good.
We talked a bit and I got the feeling Karen really did seem to care about Angela, which was good. If she had been using her, I would have decked the bitch, but Karen really seemed like a nice woman. Talking with her let me know she really seems like a nice person. Guess I was expecting some leather-clothed dyke with punk hair and a tough attitude. But Karen really is nice. I wish all the best for her and Angela, I truly do.
I haven't told Karen yet about the dreams I've been having. They've been kind of weird, the same kind I was having just before she and I got together. Images of the two of us making love, that's pretty standard. Only now something new's been added. Images of Brooke with both of us, the two of us making love together. And then Karen is added into it, making it into a threesome.
I'm feeling a bit freaked out and I don't know how to handle it. Brooke's always been a friend, nothing more but then again, I used to be straight. The weird part is, if I were to have an affair with another woman, I just know Karen wouldn't be upset. I can't explain why, but I just feel that she'd approve of it. God, this is so nuts. I'm just now getting used to a lesbian relationship and I'm already thinking of breaking it up.
The thing of it is, the feelings these dreams have created have really come to the surface with Brooke coming to town. It's like all of a sudden, something's kicked all this into overdrive and I don't know how to handle it. Break up a good friendship or hurt my relationship with Karen? I don't know if I can have both.
When she told me Brooke was dropping by, I couldn't wait. I still remembered her from her last visit and I was happy to see she had become even more beautiful since then. That long blond hair, sculpted face and I peeked on her changing to see her great breasts and ass. I want to taste her so bad, it hurts and I've got a great way to do it. I've been prepping Angela for the last week or so, implanting the suggestions into her dreams and leaving a few hints at home. Tomorrow it all starts and boy, is this going to be fun.
Ugh, where was I? Oh, yeah, I guess I zoned out for a bit because next thing I knew, Angela was coming in and Karen let the watch drop and smiled at her. Karen told us she was going out for some shopping and told us to just chill out while she was out. Funny, she had this little smile on her face when she said that. AH, well, anyway, Karen went out and me and Angela decided to hang out for a bit.
We ended up in the public park and just talked for a while. We managed to steer clear of the whole gay issue so it was a good talk. We were in a kind of secluded place, talking under a tree with a small pond nearby. Angela kept talking about how nice the pond seemed to be, how the water just glistened in the sun. She kept on talking about it, talking about how shiny the pond was, how relaxing it was to watch it, how lovely it was.
I zoned out again after that, must have been all the heat. Well, it was that night that the dreams started. Dreams of me and Angela together, kissing one another, rubbing our hands over one another. God, it made me so wet when I woke up. Wet and confused. What the hell was that, the gay cottage of all of a sudden?
The last few days have been like that. Just weird things where I zone out whenever Karen or Angela talk, something I don't usually do with people. And the dreams are increasing. The images are becoming more distinct and I'm becoming more excited about it all. God, how would Angela feel about this?
I just called Brooke's attention to the pond and the way the sunlight glinted off of it. I just told her how relaxing it was to watch the light reflected off the pond and into her eyes, how relaxing to watch it reflect off her eyes and make her feel more relaxed, more and more relaxed, so very relaxed. I just kept going on about how relaxed she felt with every motion of the waves, with every motion of the light, more and more relaxed, so very relaxed. I couldn't believe it when her eyes glazed over and her head slumped as she fell into a trance.
I made a couple of tests, just to be sure, having her stiffen her hand and stuff. I just looked there at her, looking so hot entranced, and I couldn't help but grab at her breast. She sighed and relaxed in my hands and let me rub at it a bit. I knew we couldn't go any further before people noticed so I put in a suggestion to forget everything, a trigger to put her back under and woke her up. She acted like nothing had happened and just kept right on talking.
Oh, god, the buzz I felt doing it, putting her under, having her under my control. I couldn't help it, I had to do it again. And I have, the last few days, several times. Just minor stuff, watching her change, watching her shower, all with her unaware I'm watching. I fingered myself as she showered before putting her to bed. Karen must have worn herself out trying to satisfy that night.
Well, now I just have to make the big step. I hope I'm up for it. And I hope Karen can understand.
I guess it really kicked in after dinner. Angela, Karen and I were sitting around the family room, just talking. Karen had that old watch of hers on a table for some reason, I don't remember her showing it to us. Anyway, the talk turned to sex, naturally, with me curious as to how lesbians really, you know, did it. Karen and Angela just looked at one another and smiled. "How's about we show you?" Angela did and then she moved forward and kissed me full on the lips. I just sat there, shock-still as she did it, my whole body feeling so alive. I embraced her and let my hands trail down her back as we kissed, falling onto the couch as we did.
I don't even remember getting my clothes off but before I knew it, Angela and I were naked, rubbing our bodies against one another, my big breasts pushing against her pert ones as we kissed long and hard. I let her take the lead, her face soon pushing into my pussy, licking the sides of my lips with her tongue with long and slow strokes. I withered on the couch and moaned, looking at that short red hair covering my pussy and working furiously.
Suddenly, I felt Karen touching me. She was naked as well and I couldn't help but stare at her with rapture, those full breasts pushing towards me as she kissed me on the mouth. Her hands moved down to my own breasts, kneading them carefully as she continued to kiss me, her tongue probing down my throat. I felt her hands on my breasts and Angela's tongue on my pussy. I soon felt myself coming, an orgasm like I never felt before rocking my entire body as I spilt out onto Angela's face.
I sat up on the couch with my legs spread and Karen helped Brooke up. Brooke seemed to grasp the idea instantly and knelt before me, her tongue sliding into my cunt. She was a bit slow at first and inexperienced but I let her take her time, knowing she wouldn't let me down.
Karen wasn't quite that patient. She slid herself under Brooke and started licking at her, her tongue sliding over the still slick pussy as she tried to drive Brooke back into orgasm. I just held Brooke to me, letting my hands slide around her blond hair, letting her get at my pussy with ease. She started to get really into it, her tongue working all around my pussy, her lapping becoming a bit more excited and increasing with each stroke of her tongue into my pussy. At the same time, I knew, Karen's hands were moving up to Brooke's breasts, massaging them in her hands as she licked away at my friend, hitting paydirt judging by the sucking of breath Brooke gave into my passage. I let go a few moments later, letting my cum stain Brooke's face and not letting go of her until she stopped licking it all away.