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The Wonders of Hypnosis
By Jennifer Doalfer
Copyright 2000 Jennifer Doalfer
FF/M+, Voy, Exhib, mild SM)
Preface:
I would like to point out that this story is written especially
for publication. I have included actions which I honestly don't
care much for myself, but which I have understood that my readers
like to read. If you are one of my readers who likes the intimacy
of my stories and the feeling that you get to know me through my
stories, then please don't take the content of this story as an
indication of my true feelings.
The Wonders of Hypnosis - Part 2
Copyright 2000 by Jennifer Doalfer
It wasn't until the very end of the day I met Brian again. He
seemed to have been avoiding me. That was okay with me, I wasn't
really sure that I could actually play the part of not knowing
what had happened. However, we managed to get into the lift
together, and as other people were present we just had to make
small talk, so it was easy to play the role of total innocence.
When we got out of the lift however, we walked alone through the
front door. Outside, just before our ways split, Brian turned
towards me, taking some time before he actually spoke:
"Jennifer, I am having some friends around Saturday night. Would
you like to come along?" he asked. The way he hesitated might have
been interpreted as a reaction to today's experience, or just for
the fact that he was inviting a girl around.
"Who's coming?" I wanted to know. I really didn't want the whole
hospital knowing that we were seeing each other privately.
"Eric and Sam, Tony and Toni, Jim alone as he and Ann-Lou just
split up, and possibly Benny and Patricia," he said. All were
his friends from University. I knew them but they hadn't been in
my circle of friends and none of them worked at the hospital, so I
guessed that was okay.
"Yes, that could be fun," I said with obvious pleasure.
"Okay, we can talk more about it tomorrow. See you then," he
waved and left for the parking lot in a hurry.
Saturday took a long time to arrive. It was a very nice evening,
even though the guest list got a bit screwed up. Benny arrived,
but alone as Pat was going out on a girls' hen night. Tony
arrived, but not with Toni his regular girlfriend, but with
Louise, a new one he had been seeing on the side until Toni found
out the weekend before, and left. Only Eric and Sam came
according to plan, apart from the fact that Jim came alone as
expected. What a mess!
Around 23:30 we ran out of subjects to discuss and as we were also
running low on the liquor Brian suggested we went down to the pub
below. The owner was a very good friend of his, and even though
they normally shut at midnight, Brian said he used to be allowed
to use the poolroom after they had closed. As long as we had
enough beer in there when the bar closed, we would be fine.
Brian was right, and at about 1:30 in the morning, we were down to
only Benny, Tony and Louise, Jim, Brian and myself, as Eric and
Sam had left early. Tony and Louise had disappeared in the closed
bar area while we were playing pool. I was getting slightly
drunk, and rather impatient. I had this idea that Brian had
invited me with the intention of me staying over, which I had
rather been looking forward to, but as it got later and later that
hope diminished. Instead, I was making a nuisance of myself
teasing the boys as they were trying to play. Finally Brian got a
bit upset, as I had just ruined a good shot for him.
"Jenny, for Christ sake," he said, "stop bothering us. This is a
very serious game."
"Oh yeah, and what are you playing for," I wanted to know.
"You," he said with a big smile.
"Me, like in *Jennifer* me? What do you mean?"
"Because you have been so naughty, you will now become our main
prize," he said fishing a cigarette out of his pocket. When he
had it lit, he took the whole pack out and offered it to me.
"Here you can have the whole pack," he said with a wicked smile.
Oh my god, I thought to myself, and I had been dreaming about
returning to his flat with him.
"You see," Brian said to his friends, "I think we should play for
Jennifer. For each game, Jenny has to let the winner remove one
item of clothing. The winner is the one to remove the last
piece."
"And what does the winner get?" Benny wanted to know.
"Well, that depends on what Jennifer will let him have," Brian
said, without letting me have any say on the subject. Not that I
minded, I really didn't have any say in this matter, and there was
no doubt in my mind what I would give them anything they asked.
This was indeed a question of living out my desires, and
forgetting my need for cigarettes.
"Is that really okay with you, Jennifer?" Jim wanted to know.
"Sure why not. It sure beats watching you guys play pool." I
couldn't have rejected the idea, even if I wanted to, and I
didn't. The thought was highly arousing. All of them were fairly
good looking. The thought of just being a prize object, and just
accepting what might be coming was exciting. I had noticed them
watching me when they thought I wasn't looking. I felt flattered.
I shivered with anticipation.
Benny won the first game. I merely looked at him as he approached
me.
"I want your T-shirt," he said without hesitation. He obviously
knew what he wanted. I just wore a plain T-shirt under a thin
leather jacket.
"First the jacket," he said as he helped me remove it. "Then the
T-shirt."
I was a bit puzzled as to the sequence. I had thought the clothes
would have to go from the outside in. However, as it were, I was
happy to get quickly to this stage, as I was really being turned
on by the idea. He made a bit of a show out of lifting the T-
shirt high over my head, completely exposing my breasts. I was
aware that in the fairly well lit room, our actions in here would
be very visible to people passing outside, but first of all I
didn't really care, and secondly, at this time of night, there
probably weren't very many people passing, not to mention looking
in.
"Now put on the jacket again, but only fasten the bottom button."
As I obeyed the instructions I could see what he wanted. That
much unbuttoned the jacket would not enable me to hold in my
breasts, which would keep falling out when I moved.
Jim was staring at my breasts, which were now only half-covered by
the jacket.
"Why don't we invite Jennifer to play with us," he suggested. "I
think she would look very pretty playing like that." I knew he
wanted me in positions where my breasts would pop out. I liked
the idea, but waited until Brian asked me if it was okay.
"Sure it is," I said, "but if I win I can decide what happens!"
They all agreed to that.
I played without trying to prevent my breasts from showing. I
knew they were all staring at me, giving me good advice because
they wanted me to stay in the game as long as possible.
Unfortunately I wasn't a very good player, so it wasn't long
before the next game was finished, this time with Jim being the
winner.
"Jennifer," he asked hesitantly, not knowing that I couldn't avoid
doing what he might ask of me, "are you really sure it is okay."
"Jim, not only is it okay, but I am actually enjoying this," I
answered absolutely truthfully.
"Okay then," he said with a smirk indicating that if I didn't
mind, he was surely going to get as much out of this as possible.
He moved over right in front of me, and as he kept looking in my
eyes, he ran his hands up under my short miniskirt, grabbed my
panties and pulled them off. I stepped out of them, knowing
perfectly well that my panties had been visible when I bent over
to play a ball.
There was certainly no doubt what had been in Jim's mind, for when
I got into position to play my next ball, they were all standing
behind me. For a brief second I wondered what they must have been
thinking of me. It was okay with Brian, who knew (or thought)
that I did this while not being aware of it, but the others must
think this was the normal way I behaved. I was really getting so
worked up. When I had previously gone out without panties, I had
always merely just thought of positions where I would be this
exposed, but had never dared get into them. Now I was, and it
felt so good letting them all stare at my bum and exposed,
glistening, wet lips. I shivered and tried to concentrate on the
ball,
My attempt at concentration was totally ruined by Tony and Louise
returning. I shot the ball badly as I heard Tony gasp as he saw
me in that position from behind. I stood up trying to get as
decent as I could, but not being able to disobey the order of only
keeping the bottom button done up, there was no way I could
prevent my breasts from being very exposed.
"What are you guys doing in here," Louise asked surprised, but not
in a condemning or critical tone of voice.
"Well, we were at bit bored, so we decided to play for Jennifer.
The winner of each game gets to remove a piece of clothing from
Jennifer, and whoever removes the last piece, wins her," Brian
explained, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
"Would you like to join the game?"
The question was posed to both of them, but it was obviously the
reply of Louise that everybody, myself included, was excited to
hear. She looked very hesitantly as Tony and then at me. It
seemed like she didn't really want to, but on the other hand she
didn't want to be left out.
"Just what exactly would that involve on my part," she asked
jokingly, knowing the general answer but wanting it spelled out.
"Why don't we say that you are the prize for the losers. The loser
of a game will get to remove one piece of clothing, and the one
removing the last piece, will have won you."
Tony looked quite excited by the idea.
"I play so badly that you can almost be certain that the loser
will be me," he tried to reassure Louise.
"Ok, I guess if Jennifer can do it, so can I."
I was almost envious of her. Imagine making a decision like this
when not being under the influence of hypnosis. That took some
nerve.
We decided to replay the last round with them in the game. When
it was my turn, I again noticed them all moving behind me. It was
a strange feeling knowing that Louise was there watching as well,
but in a funny way that just made it more exciting.
Suddenly there was a different structure to the game. When one
was obviously ahead, there was a fight between the others to do as
badly as possible. It was obvious to Louise as well, who seemed
quite excited by the attention. It didn't help that Tony was
something of a bad player, because he wasn't even able to lose on
purpose. This round Benny won and Brian lost.
Benny seemed in doubt whether he wanted me to take off my jacket
or my skirt.
"Which part would you rather I took off," he asked.
I hadn't thought of that. I had just been prepared to do as he
said. In a way I liked the idea of keeping the jacket on, as that
would make me appear dressed, but very exposed, which is how I
really like it. On the other hand, the thought of not wearing
anything on top so my breasts were fully exposed was also
exciting.
"The jacket I guess," I told him hesitantly.
"Okay, in that case I will have the skirt," he said, with a big
smile. He undid the belt and the buttons, pulling it down over my
bum. It was a tight squeeze and I had to help him a little. The
jacket covered up to about an inch above my pussy. I could almost
pretend to still be dressed, but from the looks of the others, I
knew I was really very exposed.
The loser looked very pleased with himself. Louise wore a kind of
dungaree suit with a thin T-shirt. As with me, Brian just wanted
her T-shirt. She pulled the straps of the dungarees down over her
shoulders, so Brian could lift up the T-shirt. He stood behind
her, so her front was unobstructed. It seemed like everybody was
holding their breath as Brian lifted the T-shirt up high over her
head, as he had done with me, so Louise's breasts were fully
exposed for as long as possible.
Louise was a very special girl. She had a very boyish look,
square shoulders and was quite muscular. She had short, red hair,
large round eyes, which well-applied mascara had made look even
bigger. With the clothes she wore it had been quite difficult to
tell the size or shape of her breasts. I was quite surprised to
see that they were smaller than I had expected, but very firm and
with quite large nipples, which, as we watched grew markedly in
size. Brian looked over her shoulder as she put her arms down,
not wanting to miss the view, by standing behind her. I could
see he had a hard time not touching them, as his hands ran down
her sides, picking up the straps and putting the top of the
dungarees back on. That covered her breasts from anybody looking
at her from the front, but looking in from the side where I stood,
I could still see quite a lot, and I knew they would be completely
bared again when she bent down to play. I am sorry to say that
she stole some of the attention from me for a while, but I knew I
would get it back when it was my turn to play again.
The way this play developed, I was soon battling with Tony for
first place. Brian, who really is the best player, had, I
believe, unintentionally made a mistake, and could see he probably
would not be able to win, so he was fighting for the last place,
which the others were as well. All of a sudden Tony found himself
in the lead, and I am sure he was already seeing himself as being
the one to win me, not really thinking about what that would do to
his relationship with Louise. At one point, when I bent down to
shoot, he ran a hand over my bum, getting very close to my pussy.
I told him that was unfair, as it disrupted my concentration, and
he was actually quite apologetic. He just said he couldn't help
it. This time, however, I was concentrating on winning. If I
lost, I knew the winner would be Tony. He is all right, but if I
could choose I would choose Brian any time.
When the others realised I was about to win, they concentrated on
our play, and the applause was heartfelt when I actually won the
play. I had really just played to win so that the game wouldn't
have a winner to remove my last peace of clothing. I really hadn't
thought of the promise that I could decide what should happen if I
won.
Brian stepped over to me.
"Jennifer, I believe you have the privilege to decide what's to
happen now," he said, as he took a cigarette from his pack. "I
guess you don't need these then."
It hit me as a whack in the tummy. I almost doubled over. The
sensation was so strong my legs grew wobbly under me. I knew it
was just the effect of the hypnosis, but I felt such a pang of the
need to be touched. I didn't care by whom, how, or where.
"Um," I said as one of my hands, as if by its own will, grabbed my
breast and started to rub a nipple. I undid the last button of
the jacket, and sat on the edge of the pool table facing Tony, who
was still standing right next to me. I put an arm around his neck
and pulled him down to me for a kiss. My other hand slid down
between my legs. My pussy was burning, I just couldn't help it.
Even thought Tony would not have been my first choice, he was the
one who was there. I didn't even have time to think about an
approach that would let it be Brian in front of me. I just pulled
Tony's face down to my breasts. He grasped the meaning
immediately, but hesitated a bit, looking over at Louise.
"For Christ sake Tony," I swore at him, "it's going to be her
turn soon. Now kiss my tits or I'll die. Do you think I am
totally unaffected by walking around in this state?"
His mouth found my exploding nipples. He kissed and squeezed, and
with the action of my own fingers at the same time, I was getting
really excited in no time at all.
Now I didn't care if it was Tony, Benny, Jim or Brian, I had to
have a real live dick inside me. I quickly unbuttoned his
trousers and pulled them down. I wasn't even surprised to see he
wore no underwear. I was just thankful for something to grab and
rub against my pussy. Tony also quickly gave up pretending to be
concerned with Louise's feelings in this situation. With no
hesitation he slowly entered me. I had put a hand behind me on the
table, distancing myself a bit from him, so everybody could see
him entering me.
Jim was quick to take advantage of this and grabbed my left
breast. I put my other hand behind me and slowly lowered myself
down on the green surface. It was hard, but it wasn't unpleasant.
Jim was working hard on my nipples, kissing one and squeezing the
other. Tony was now taking long deep plunges, almost forcing my
bum off the raised edge of the table.
"Tony," I said as I looked up at him, "don't change the angle,
this is sooo gooood."
I could feel his mushroom head all the way up the front of my
vagina wall, really hitting my G-spot at each thrust. I wrapped
my legs around him to help stay in that position. He was working
hard at it and I could see he was close to coming. I was still at
bit away when I felt him withdraw. I looked up and saw him
administering the last strokes himself. I love seeing guys
masturbate, it is an incredible sight. A second later I felt his
warm sperm shooting over my stomach and hitting my right breast.
Jim was standing back looking at me, obviously not really wanting
to be hit by Tony's sperm. I was still in desperate need to come,
so I just guided him down between my legs, and in no time had he
dropped his pants and positioned himself between my legs to
continue. I was glad Tony hadn't come inside me, because the wet
sperm always does something to the lubrication, which it takes a
while to overcome. Now Jim could continue where Tony had left
off, and it didn't take long before I yanked my head back, and
with closed eyes rolled my head from side to side, as a massive
dick again pounded into me from just the right angle. I wet the
fingers of my left hand in Tony sperm, still on my stomach, and
started rubbing my left nipple, which now needed some continued
attention after Jim's mouth had left it.
Jim was speeding up, and I could feel my tension building, and the
first, still desperately sought after, orgasm approaching. I felt
another mouth closing over my right nipple that just added to the
excitement. The mouth was all over my breast licking off the
sperm. Suddenly that appeared odd to me, and I opened my eyes. I
gasped when I realised it was Louise. My hand rose to push her
away, but she grabbed it and squeezed. I tried to pull my hand
back, but stopped when I realised I was getting very aroused by
the thought, and her mouth was actually doing a very good job.
She looked up at me, as her hand took over, wetting itself in the
remains of Tony's sperm and her own saliva, and rubbing it into my
breast while she smiled at me.
Her face moved close to my ear, "I am not usually one for girl
sex, but you are just making me so excited," she whispered.
"please don't stop me."
How could I? She smelled nice. A combination of perfume, sperm
and fresh mint.
"I couldn't stop you if I wanted to," I whispered back, "just go
ahead, I won't stop you."
I had never been very much involved in same sex activities. I
didn't know if I really wanted her to go ahead, but I just
couldn't bring myself to stop her. I was quickly approaching an
orgasm. She was working my nipples hard the way I like it, so
when her mouth closed over mine, I just closed my eyes again and
eagerly returned the kiss, playing with her tongue, which was all
over my own tongue and lips. She was still holding my hand, but
now she moved my hand up to her own small breasts. I ran my hand
all over her chest, wondering what had happened to her dungaree
top. I squeezed her nipples, trying to grab hold of a breast, but
they were really too small to hold on to, so I just pinched a
nipple, while I concentrated on Jim and me, as we both appeared to
be reaching an orgasm simultaneously. I was bucking up and down,
gasping for air which Louise's kiss had blocked. As the first
wave hit me I looked up at her. Her head was poised right over
mine, contorted and rocking. I turned my head and noticed Benny
behind her, hands on her hips pounding into her from behind. Only
the sturdy pool table had stopped the rocking motions so that I
hadn't noticed any obvious movement. As I reached my climax and
large waves of heat and pleasure hit me, I remember feeling just a
bit jealous that it wasn't the sight of me, and what she had done
to me, that had got her in that obviously excited stage.
"You two seem to be having a good time," Benny commented looking
mostly at me.
I saw a look of dissatisfaction on Louise's face as Benny withdrew
from her. She looked around at him to find out why he had stopped,
but he just grabbed her shoulders from behind and gently nudged
her in the direction of the end of the table. She grasped his
intentions immediately, for she looked at me questioningly. I was
surprised at my own reaction. I felt myself getting all excited
again in anticipation. Last time a girl did that to me, I did it
reluctantly to please the guy I was with, who desperately had
asked me if I would do it for his sake, but I hadn't particularly
liked it. Now I went all tingly in the stomach. After the hard
fucking, I really thought a soft mouth was what I needed, so I
just replied:
"Yes, please do," in a voice quivering with excitement.
I rested on my elbows so that I could see what was going on.
Louise was smiling to me with a look on her face which I would
only have expected between two lovers, but then I realised that
that was exactly what we were.
She gently forced my knees as far apart as possible. I have always
found that a very intimate position, making me feel very exposed.
But now I found it perfectly natural for Louise, and behind her
Benny, to look at my rather large vaginal lips completely bared,
as I was totally clean-shaven. Louise bent down and kissed the
inside of my leg as far up as my knee, and slowly trace a wet
tongue down the inside of my thigh, only slightly touching my
lips, before it travelled up the other side. Fortunately it wasn't
long before it returned to circle slowly around the outside of my
lips. Benny had once more entered her from behind, and now his
thrusts were translated into ever so soft wet licks on my small
lips, and finally a rhythmical manipulation of my clit, at a slow,
much too slow pace.
"Benny, faster man - is that the best speed you can produce?" I
managed to groan in frustration. As he picked up the speed it was
also difficult for Louise to keep the licks light, and soon she
was licking, poking and sucking, forcing me open with her hands. I
had to lie down again, but the last image I had before closing my
eyes, as my head came to a rest on the hard green surface, was
that of Louise's small breasts actually wobbling faintly with each
clearly audible thrust, which Benny augmented with hard slaps on
her buttocks. I guessed she must have liked the light pain,
because she had her eyes closed and her face contorted, but made
small yelps and groans indicating pleasure at the same time.
I felt the oncoming orgasm very faintly at first. I had to search
for it in the multitude of feelings I seemed to experience. I
arched my back pressing the back of my head against the hard
surface so it hurt, trying to get my pelvis closer to Louise's
mouth. Through the corner of my eye I could see both Tony and Jim,
one on each side of me, staring intensely at me, and the scene in
general. The thought of all these guys actually watching me being
worked over by another girl, just brought me closer to the climax,
which was now approaching rapidly and strongly. Louise was not any
longer just licking, she seemed to have sucked my clit in between
her lips and was now rubbing her hard tongue over it with rapid
movements, so it wasn't just Benny's speed that was determining
the movement. I couldn't help it, I let out a small scream. I
grasped my nipples, squeezing them hard and bringing me over the
top with a loud wail.
With the contractions of my stomach muscles, I sat up looking at
Louise, who had let go to allow her the freedom to breathe hard
for her own oncoming orgasm. She was now almost standing up,
leaning the front of her legs against side of the table, and
resting her arms on the table almost at a level with my shoulders.
I could clearly see her small breasts vibrating with the spasms of
her orgasm, which, if possible, made her nipples stand out even
more prominently. When Benny finally shot his load into her, she
let out a small scream and collapsed on top of me. I put my arms
around her, pressing her hard nipples against my own breasts, and
as soon as she had got her wind back, I gave her a long and very
passionate kiss, which she returned with the same enthusiasm.
"Oh, Jenny, you are so lovely," she said, as she looked at me with
big, wet eyes. She gave me another kiss, letting her tongue play
around my lips. I met her tongue with mine and I could feel how
the kissing was starting to get me excited again. Finally we
stopped kissing. I don't know what the guys were doing; we were in
a world of our own; she looked at me with same loving look as
before.
"Jenny, please," she whispered in my ear, "please do that for me
as well. I would really love to have that tongue playing with me.
Please, would you do that for me?"
"Uhmm, yes Louise, I would love to."
I didn't know what was happening to me, but I seemed to be almost
in love with this girl. With her boyish features, I didn't even
really think of her as a girl, but then again, I certainly didn't
think of her as a guy either. It was more like, as if the
resentment I had felt against girl sex, just wasn't there with
her.
"Lets swap places," I said as I gently pushed Louise off me. I
climbed off the table with shaky legs as she took over my
position. There were big wet splashes of come, juices and sweat on
the pool table and I was still wondering what the owner of the pub
would say the next morning, when I thought I saw movement outside
the window. There really shouldn't have been anybody out there at
this time of the night. But I was right, there were a couple of
young boys, no more than 16 - 17 years old, right outside the
window. They weren't even shy about watching, they just stayed
there, even though it was obvious that I had seen them. The others
saw the direction of my stare and looked as well. Brian yelled at
them through the window,
"Go away you little perverts," but I wasn't sure who were the
bigger perverts.
"Brian," I said, "leave them be. I don't mind. Let them watch if
they think that it's fun."
I don't know what went through Brian's head. He knew that the
hypnosis worked on me, and that I would do anything, or let
anybody watch, as that just added to my excitement, but what about
the others? He seemed hesitant until Louse complained,
"Listen, I don't care what they see. Don't stop now and spoil the
atmosphere," she almost begged.
I looked at her as she lay on the pool table. You could just
barely see the outline of her tits when she was lying on her back,
but her nipples were as erect as ever. She had her legs spread
with her hips on the edge of the table in the same position I had
been in before. She had a bikini shave, but it was almost
unnecessary, because her light, red/blonde hair was so thin that
her lips and pink opening, still leaking a drop of Benny's come,
and were clearly visible through the few, thin strands of curls.
She gave off the impression of a very vulnerable girl, much
younger that her real age. I completely forgot about the audience,
as I stood between her legs, lowered myself over the table and
gave her another long and hot kiss. I rubbed my slight stubs on my
shaven pussy against her exposed clitoris, and the sensation made
her go wild. She was gyrating her hips against mine as she kissed
back hungrily. When we were out of air, I trailed a kiss down her
neck to her chest, and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth as
I fingered the other one. She grabbed my hair and forced my mouth
hard against the nipple as if she wanted me to hurt it. I tried a
small bite as I sucked it hard, and was rewarded with a small cry
of mixed pain and pleasure.
I let go of the nipple and ran a wet tongue further down over her
stomach. I realised that my rear end was being more and more
upturned as I moved further down, and thought of the boys outside.
I turned my head and saw them clearly through the window, closer
now, obviously aware that we weren't going to chase them away.
With my large, hanging breasts and exposed pussy, it must have
been quite a sight for them. A sudden shiver ran through me and I
felt my knees go wobbly with the excitement of such blatant
exposure.
As I approached Louise's pussy, she started moaning. I played with
her, circling around the areas that for so long she was desperate
for me to touch, so that she finally lifted her head up and looked
at me with begging eyes. I knew she was desperate to feel my
tongue on her lips and clit, but I wanted to play a bit more with
her until frustration and desire were at their maximum. However,
as I felt a hand on one of my buttocks, I turned to find that
Brian had finally also stripped off his clothes, and was now right
behind me. I reached a hand between my legs and grabbed his dick,
which was poised only inches from my pussy. It was rock-hard and
oozing moisture, which I spread over its head as I rubbed it.
Being unable to enter me for the moment, instead, Brian slipped a
hand down my back until it reached my glistening, wet and moist
pussy. I gasped as he hit my clit and involuntarily I sucked hard
on Louise's clit, not being able just to play with her, when I was
experiencing such feelings myself. Louise almost hurt herself as
she flung her head back on the hard table, arching her back and
gripping her nipples herself.
I felt Brian's slippery hand sliding up to my asshole, greasing
the entrance and then slipping a thumb in while the rest of the
fingers still worked at my pussy lips. I gasped with pleasure and
worked harder on Louise's clit and Brian's dick in my hand.
Finally I couldn't stand it any more and quickly positioned
Brian's dick just outside my entrance, leaning back against him,
urging him to enter me. I was immediately rewarded with the
feeling of his rather large head slowly gliding all the way into
me and while his thumb still worked around in my asshole, he
started a slow and deep rhythmical rocking and pumping which very
quickly turned into hard and urgent thrusting.
I could feel my breasts flying back and forth, and I had a hard
time concentrating on Louise, who was however, quickly approaching
orgasm. I could feel her spasms starting, and I was clinging on to
her legs, both to support myself, and to stay in the right
position. I had sucked her clit into my mouth really hard so it
wouldn't slip away from me, and I was working at it with my tongue
as hard as I could. Not only did I want to give her the maximum
pleasure, but because also I was needing more air than I could
breathe through my nose, I needed her to climax as soon as
possible, if she had to have it in this position.
Brian must have been inspired by Benny slapping Louise, because he
had also started to slap my buttocks with his free hand. First
slightly to test my reaction, but as I didn't complain he
gradually increased the strength, until I could hardly stand the
pain. However, I couldn't let go of Louise to tell him to stop,
and as my orgasm suddenly came with no warning, maybe prompted by
the extra feeling of pain, I just couldn't stop him.
Suddenly Louise's climax hit her, throwing me off as she lifted
her hips all the way off the table in her contortions. I stood
back a bit, instead concentrating on the rolling thunder exploding
inside me, all of a sudden finding the slaps were adding to the
strength of the experience, to such an extend that I couldn't help
screaming in combined pain and pleasure with each slap. Brian,
obviously inspired by my lack of resistance to his admonitions,
increased the strength of his slaps even further, and as I hit my
climax I could feel a strong zinging sensation, exploding into red
stabs of pain with each hit. As I collapsed on top of Louise, I
had only just enough breath left to scream, "No more," to Brian.
He did stop the slaps, but he hadn't come himself so he continued
pumping into me, as his thumb still worked my asshole. I was now
pressed against the edge of the table, leaning on my elbows with
my bouncing tits slapping against Louise's head. She tried to
catch a nipple in her mouth, but my rocking motion prevented her
from holding onto them.
I can normally orgasm several times during love making; but I
normally prefer to reach a quiet phase between the orgasms, as the
sensation of double orgasms can be too strong. However, this time
I had no time to rest as even before the after shocks of the first
had subsided, the next one was hitting me. I started to shake
uncontrollably. Louise flung her arms around me and lifted herself
up to kiss me. I eagerly accepted her mouth all over my face. In
this position my breasts slapped into her tits with each stroke,
and I could clearly feel her hard nipples when our breasts briefly
met. Our mouths finally found each other, and as I exploded in the
next orgasm, we were locked together in a hard and urgent kiss.
Just seconds later I heard Brian moan and finally shooting his
load into me. I collapsed on top of Louise not being able to
support her weight any longer, but we continued the kiss for a
long time after that until my orgasm had finally died down. I
hardly noticed Brian withdrawing, and I hardly had the strength to
stand up. But finally Louise let go of me, and with a cute smile
she guided me off her.
I couldn't stand on my legs and would have collapsed if Brian
hadn't still been behind me to catch me. I stood up against him
while he held me in his arms, softly caressing a nipple and
kissing my neck.
"Jenny," he said, "that was one hell of a fuck." The profanity
seemed totally appropriate.
"I can't remember ever coming so strongly," I admitted. I don't
know what had caused it, the effect of the hypnosis, Louise,
Brian's slaps, the exhibitionism, or just the build-up during the
preceding hours.
When I could support myself again, Brian let go of me, and I
helped Louise off the table. She also seemed like she had a hard
time standing up, so I put my arms around her, pressing her
against me. She clung to me, half whispering:
"Jenny, I have never felt like this before. I would love to try
this again some time, just the two of us. Would you?"
There was no doubt in my mind. It wasn't the sex with a girl,
which was okay, but which could be administered just as well by a
guy, who could also give me more that Louise ever could. It was my
feelings towards Louise. I am not saying I could give up guys, no
way, but I would just love to be with Louise again. Her face was
upturned against mine, waiting for an answer with large wet,
begging eyes.
"Louise, I would love to," I said, with a loving smile, hoping I
would feel the same when unaffected by the hypnotism. She smiled
and we let go of each other. I looked for the boys at the window,
but they were gone. As a matter of fact, so had everybody else,
apart from Brian. I hadn't even noticed. Brian sneaked up behind
me and whispered in my ear the trigger words "stub it out". I had
forgotten all about that, but now realised that of course, this
hadn't really happened naturally. For a second I felt strange,
unconnected to the real world. In which world did Louise belong?
What would Brian think if he knew that Louise and I would like to
see each other again? According to him, I wasn't supposed to
remember any of this; how could I then know that I had feelings
for Louise, and which would allow me to be with her? I shook my
head, and decided to worry about that some other time.
The three of us got dressed. Louise found Tony sleeping on a couch
in the bar area. We had some trouble waking him, but finally we
could leave and lock up after us.
"Jenny," Brian asked, after we had parted from Tony and Louise,
(did I feel a sting of jealousy seeing those two go off together?)
"would you like to stay over at my flat. It is quite late now," he
said, kind of uncertainly. I am sure he was wondering what my
state of mind was. Theoretically, I should just be able to
remember that we had been at the pub playing pool and drinking.
But I still liked Brian, and had we not had the experience we had
just had, I would definitely have gone with him. As it was now I
had had quite enough of sex for an evening, but felt I had to stay
in the role.
"Sure, Brian. I would love to," I said with a smile.
It was a strange feeling getting undressed in front of him. It
wasn't as if he hadn't already seen everything worth watching. But
I knew the other times had been in another world; now I undressed
voluntarily. He was aware of that as well. He knew he saw Jenny
undressing in front of him willingly. He got all shy when I looked
at him undressing. He dick was still semi-swollen from the earlier
action, and he must have thought that I was looking at it,
wondering how it got like that. Soon, however, we were on the bed
together. He seemed uncertain, but I finally pulled his head down
for a kiss. He seemed reluctant, as if he was afraid of my
reactions, but as I didn't react negatively to his hand finally
cupping my breast, I guess he realised that I was just as willing
even when not under the influence of the hypnosis.
I guess we were both tired. The sex wasn't very good, but that
didn't matter. We tried again next morning after breakfast. It was
better, but it was not the Brian in command I was experiencing. It
was an uncertain Brian with a lack of self-confidence. It was
frustrating. I could have done with a bit more experimentation
with the pain. I could still feel my buttocks where he had slapped
them last night, and was quite willing to explore that path
further. But in all honesty I found sex with this Brian boring.
I left shortly after lunch. The first time we had duty together
wasn't until the next Wednesday; it was a bit awkward. We smiled
and laughed, but Brian seemed very insecure. I was confused. I
could do with him using the trigger words again, because I was in
need of a good fuck, as my lack of cigarettes still needed to be
controlled. But he didn't make any attempt. And the Brian without
the trigger words was hopeless for my use.
It didn't improve over the week, and I was left to play with
myself. I was thinking a lot about Louise, but couldn't seem to
pick up the courage to call. The following weekend however, she
took the initiative and we met but that is the beginning of
another story, which doesn't really belong in this one.
What does belong however, is the fact that on the following
Tuesday, I was surprised to see Brian without his usual
cigarettes. I asked him, but he just mumbled something about
having decided to quit as well, but I couldn't get more out of
him. I did however, have a suspicion, and a wicked thought entered
my frustrated mind.
We were due in the operating theatre, but on the way I managed to
borrow a packet of cigarettes from a nurse. She didn't even
register the fact that I wasn't supposed to be smoking any more.
The stress of a hospital does that to you. We changed into our
scrubs. I had started to wear smaller, more sexy underwear, but
that didn't even register with Brian. Fortunately it was a short
and easy operation, because I was shaking and couldn't keep my
mind on the work at hand.
Afterwards, in the changing room I managed to lock the door behind
us without Brian noticing. I slipped off the scrubs and turned to
him. He was down to his boxer shorts. He was looking at my lacy
see-though bra, but was making no advances. Now or never, I
thought, as I dug into the pocket of my white doctor's dress
hanging on the wall, and produced the borrowed pack of cigarettes.
"Are you sure you don't want a cigarette, Brian?" Did I detect a
hesitation and a confused expression? I certainly believed I saw a
movement in the boxer shorts. But he didn't reply.
"You can take the whole pack," I tried. I put the pack on the
table, observing him closely. Did I see a faint look in his eyes?
I don't know, but my nipples were growing obviously hard, and he
was staring at them in a way he hadn't done all last week. I
grabbed the bra behind my back and undid the hook. Staring at him
to gage his reaction, I slipped the bra off my shoulders. My
nipples exploded. His breath was coming in short gulps.
"I think you should take off you shorts," I said testingly, but I
needed not have worried. He immediately slipped his shorts down
and kicked them off, just standing there as if it were a natural
thing. I picked up the cigarettes again.
"I can guess you don't need these any more," I said now with more
authority. It worked. His dick literally jumped up to a rock-hard,
blue-headed state in about five seconds. He groaned and grabbed it
and starting to stroke himself. I quickly dropped my panties and
went over to help him. I knew that at least for a while I could
have back the 'old' Brian, and I was going to enjoy it as much as
possible.
Copyright 2000 Jennifer Doalfer
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