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Subject: "The Highway Hypnotist" (mf, mc, hyp, cons, mast) Part 4
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The Highway Hypnotist
Part 4
The blonde was still there, her head in her hands,
shamelessly fixated on our display. She arose, and walked
determinedly over toward the pool. Rose's suit was back in
place, and her body still.
Hurriedly I told her to rest until she felt me tap her,
rest without noticing any sounds.
"I..." husked the bathing beauty, looking down at us. "I
thought Dan and I did things... b-but..."
I smiled up at her.
"We didn't bother you too much?"
"What do you think?" she answered. "Lumpy over there
didn't even notice, but I... I..."
"I saw you, too... umm..."
"Maggie," she said, "uh, Margaret and uh, Dan my date."
She sat with her toes in the water now, her lean thighs
flexing themselves as her calves fluttered back and forth.
"John, and this is Rose."
Rose of course didn't move at all.
"Um, is she asleep?"
"Sort of."
"God I could feel her from way over there. She really
knows how to have fun! She must have dropped ten pounds
just now."
I smiled again. "She doesn't care that much about pounds,"
I said, tapping gently behind her head once. "You know
that you are so beautiful, and now you know how others feel
too, don't you?"
I touched her abdomen with a palm, and we watched the body
clench up and gently quiver yet anther time. Maggie licked
her lips, staring at the loose-limbed woman so blatantly
exposed to a stranger!
"Jesus, how... uh, how can you be so free? I don't mind
snuggling in public, but you put on a show!"
"It's our first time, too!"
"Well, you've give ME ideas, Rose. I'm gonna teach that
guy something he doesn't know! Later, that is... I'm -
I'm still a little shy I guess... I'll leave you alone,
sorry for barging in, Rose."
"She can't hear you, Maggie."
"Oh, Jesus, I'm sorry, I didn't know..."
"No, no, she's not deaf at all," I smiled. "As a matter of
fact, she's hypnotized right now."
"H-hypnotized!" Maggie stared down.
"That's right, no one exists in her mind... she's really
shy as you are... more so!" I said, "She was jealous of
your body and that suit you're wearing would wake the
dead!"
"Thank you, kind sir," Maggie twittered, "but she's like,
out of it? I've seen some mental acts over in Vegas, and I
thought it was like, a fake or something."
"Well Rose is no fake," I answered, "she's an excellent
subject, and she seems to like it a lot, though she won't
remember anything tomorrow, she IS still shy."
"Bull... sorry, but you mean, really truly forget?"
Maggie's robe had slipped open, and now she asked with her
eyes if she could join us in the pool. Soon we stood
together, looking down at my entranced friend.
"I'd like to be able to do that," she whispered, staring at
the serene features. "Can I... like, touch her?"
"Rose, you are in a sleeping trance now," I said, tapping
her for her cue. She was already out, and gave no overt
signs. "Sure, it's okay."
Maggie lifted the woman's arm out of the water. We'd been
in so long that the fingers were prune-wrinkled. The arm
lay flaccid in the blonde's grasp.
"Her skin'll be dry tomorrow!" she whispered, "bet you
hadn't thought of THAT!"
"Oh, damn," I answered, I don't even know if she brought
lotion!"
"I have some, maybe I could drop it over. You going to bed
soon?"
Her eyes locked into mine.
"I'd like to... you know if you had time... maybe you
could show me... a little..."
"About hypnotism?" She nodded. "Rose really likes it." I
chose not to elaborate further, or answer her question yet.
"Boy, you said it," she whispered, closer to my ear now,
still holding the limp arm in her own tanned grasp. "I
don't think that would work with me, I like to be in charge
of things." Again, she gave me a look.
"In charge..." I murmured back, meeting her eyes. "In
control..."
"Yeah, like I'd be the one giving the orders." Her eyes
glittered up at me, then down again at my drifting Rose.
"Dan might like to try... but you sure gave her a good
time there!"
"Rose, come back up in your dream now. Stand up now."
She got smoothly to her feet.
"She won't remember any of this?"
"No, we agreed that it would be easier not to be shy if I
would make her forget, Maggie."
"Can I, could you make her open her eyes up?" asked the
girl, eyes fixed on my subject now standing, relaxed, water
dripping down from her hair, hand still held by the
inquisitive blonde.
"Rose, your eyes are opening."
Obediently the lids rose, and Maggie now tried all the
tricks, waving the hand in front of the face, thrusting it
suddenly close, but there was no reaction.
"Look at me Rose," she suddenly said, tugging at her arm.
I was annoyed, and she shot me a slightly guilty, but
willful look. "Just testing," she said, and dropped the
arm. She had a little streak of childishness, I judged.
"We're going to turn in, I think, we've a lot on our plates
tomorrow."
"Oh, the lotion!" interjected Maggie. "Please call me if
you need it, we'll be turning in soon too. Please, it's no
trouble, it's really smooth and nice. Men like it too!"
She looked straight at me, and I remembered suddenly: how
did I have my own orgasm, I couldn't remember! Had I been
standing up?
"It's really smooth and makes everything silky feeling...
I have a lot of it, I spread it all over myself after I've
been in the pool, you'll like it too, Rose!" she said
suddenly, trying to catch my friend in a ruse, but of
course that was hopeless.
"It's not a trick, I promise you!" I led Rose out of the
pool into the cold air. She started shivering right away,
as did I.
"Here, take this robe, Rose, you'll catch your death!"
I took it from her outstretched hand and draped it over my
own shoulders. She was startled and annoyed at my
"selfishness," but I said:
"Maggie, Rose doesn't need this, do you, Rose?"
"What do you mean, the poor thing is..."
"Is becoming warm, watch her. Rose, hear and obey. I've
just turned up the heat, it's rapidly becoming comfortable,
getting warmer and warmer now, doesn't that feel good?"
"...Yes... warmer, ahhh." Her eyes still blank, her
shivers quickly ended. and she rotated her shoulders a
little as if taking pleasure in the sudden warmth.
"Warmer and warmer," I said, soon you'll feel quite warm,
almost hot, getting a little uncomfortable now, as the
temperature rises and rises, hotter and hotter, making you
a little itchy maybe, you'd like to remove that itchy hot
suit now you're so very hot, hot and perspiring, getting
hotter and hotter..."
Maggie was staggered, as was I! at the instant response of
my companion. Her hands rose to pluck at her neckline, her
tongue emerged to lick lips, and her legs twitched and
fidgeted.
"Jesus," breathed Margaret, watching Rose closely, peering
into her blank stare, seeing her brow furrow as her breath
started whistling through her lips, and she mopped her brow
as though sweating.
"...so hot... soo hot..." muttered the entranced girl,
and now she simply reached up to her shoulder straps, and
matter-of-factly pulled them down, reaching behind her to
loosen the clasp of the suit, lowering it over her panting
breasts, lower and lower..."
"And now you're cool again, cool and ready for sleep, Rose.
Hear me. The temperature is pleasant, and you're feeling
ready for a long, deep sleep. Let's walk now, Rose.
Goodnight, Maggie."
Maggie could only wave her hand as I dropped her robe over
a nearby chair, and led my captive off to our room.
Once in, I surveyed my conquest. She stood, unaware of her
surroundings.
"You will dream of a new suit, and the fun you will have
feeling the waters again..."
"Yes."
"The waters caressing you, and that suit is just in the way
of all your pleasure."
"...yesss, pleasurrree..." and she swayed a bit on her
feet.
"Remove that old suit now, Rose," I said, erection already
starting up once again.
Her hands repeated their motions, only this time I didn't
stop them. And then...
Then she stood naked and unashamed before me. Her breasts
hung heavily from her shoulders, with the most appealing
lower curves. Her soft belly curved down without any
attempts to trim her relaxed figure.
"Do you have moisturizing cream with you?"
"Yes."
"Get all ready for bed now, Rose. Remain nude, you will
want to sleep and dream in the nude tonight."
She now went about her toilette, using the commode,
brushing and flossing her teeth, removing her contacts (I
hadn't even known about them!), then jiggling her heavy
mammaries as she dried and brushed her dark hair
vigorously.
Now she dug out a bottle of lotion (aloe vera, I suppose)
and set about rubbing herself all over with it. How her
bosoms quivered as she spread her palms gently all round
them, making her dark brown nipples perk up as her fingers
brushed against them! She worked lotion into her fingers
and toes, up her legs, as I worked my own hand up and down
my fleshy tube, glomming every nude inch of my companion's
pink flesh, jiggling and quivering under her own touch...
When her palms reached her mons, I saw her eyes droop, and
she sighed heavily. I became hot and flushed, and my cock
stood straight out, poking across the small distance
between our bodies. Her fingers swarmed over her sensitive
flesh, and as I watched, she parted her legs a bit as the
palms swirled down, around, between, behind, setting up a
little pelvic motion, bring me to iron-hard readiness just
from the sight of her naked, proud and unashamed.
I moved up to, and held her chin. I looked into her eyes
as I kissed her. The kiss was as magic as ever, even more
so as I tapped her into a swoon. Again the jaw dropped,
and the eyes widened like a "deer in the headlights."
I pulled back the covers, commanded her to lie down; my
cock quivering mightily, wanting just to let the heated
column of flesh wander, slithering over every inch of her
skin... poking into her lightly-furred armpits, circling
round her soft belly button, exploring her receptive ears,
and... her mouth... her slackly hypnotized lips, now
parted helplessly, just inches away from my glans... I
groaned as I saw a shiny drop of lubricant appear at my
slit... then another, dripping steadily down onto her
carpet.
"Rose," I husked, boring into her mind, "you will dream
tonight as I have commanded you. Sleep deeply and dream.
And now I will cause you to forget our episode as you know
I can do... ummm, as I tell you that your eyes are heavily
closing in sleep now... yes, and your delicious creamy
liquid is ready for you to taste, which will erase all of
your memory as it sends you deep asleep. You will now tell
yourself to sleep deeply, Rose, and I will nurse you into
slumber with my hot, thick liquid that you... umm... you
need so much."
Her voice immediately began. "Sleep... sleep... deeper
and deeper asleep... deep... deeee..."
"Sending you off, Rose..." I stood next to her head, and
forced my cock downward, towards the drowsy lips speaking
in obedience to my commands... and then...
"Sleeppp... sleemmmm... lmmmm... lmmmmmm" is all she can
say as I offer my bulging member to those waiting, hungry,
needing lips, and she pulls it gently into her, pulling
gently over and over, her mouth pursed round the blazing
fiery-hot cock, its knob fisting up and bulging as I
withstand with all my being the urge to slam it completely
down into her throat...
My hand reaches down to cup one of her soft, flattened
bosoms, resting so trustingly open to my touch, so soft as
I explore and manipulate it, but now I just look down at
her face, and reach down, to slide an eyelid up, and the
eyeballs are rolled backward, and her lips purse and suck,
pulling... pulling so sleepily and obediently, in I slide
and out, regular as sleep... deep hypnotic sleep... deep
hypnotized nursing as the cock feels so heavy! so heavy!
I can't possibly pull away, I'm hypnotized myself with the
gentle suction, and I hear myself whisper, at least in my
mind:
"...My cock is in your mouth Rose... you're sucking and
pulling and milking my cock... I can't resist you... I'm
getting more and more ready... milk my cock, feel it swell
up feel as if its going to burst open and you're going to
be full, fulllll of thickkk... ohhh... thickkkk....
cockkkk... thickkk.... cockkkk..."
In and out it slides moistly and evenly, unstoppably past
her lips, pushing them in, pulling them out... they pucker
in and out as she nurses and milks me...
And one hand reaches over sleepily towards my groin! The
fingers close and fist around the base of my cock. She's
making cooing sounds, quiet little gentle cooings to her
master! The cock shaft is dark, dark purple, every contour
stretched to its limit as her lips pull, pull pull, and my
own fingers must reach down and cup my testicles, must
press and circle round my bags, they're pulling up, getting
wrinkly and tight under her nursing, here it comes, the
first pulse is here, under her fist, up the shaft, past her
sleepy squeezing lips, and onto her questing tongue... and
now...
BLAST.
BLASSSSSTTTT.
Another BLASSTS out of the head, hurtling out, out into her
mouth, her voice stops, and she just humms as her throat
tastes nectar, milk and honey flowing in delicious creamy
bursts and dribbles, flowing down into her wanting throat,
I BLAST another agonizing jet, and my hand holds the bed as
now comes that feeling of leaden pleasure overcoming
everything, that the cock is made of soft, molten lead,
that its a hot tube of heavy, heavy thick lead, weighted
down by surging blood, by thick molten heavy creammmmmm...
I force myself to hold steady, breathing in rasping gasps
through distended nostrils, attempting not even to moan
aloud, just watching that stalk pulsing between her pursed
lips, softening a little, her cheeks still pursed inwards,
as suddenly, it hurts! the climax is over...
I pull back and my glistening, bright red fleshy column
softly pulls away from her still-pursed lips, the lips open
reluctantly as the painfully sensitive glans slide out as
last, trailing a long strand... the strand breaks and
drapes along the sheet as my member pulses a last dollop of
semen towards her face, now peaceful, breathing heavily in
her slumber, and I reach down and gently lick her lips and
chin clean of my salty fluid, and risk a small suckle on
her tits, because she's asleep and I don't want her to wake
up.
I tiptoed away, turning out lights, covering her naked
bosoms flattened on her chest, and listened to her deep
breathing before going next door and tumbling insensible
into my own welcome bed.
Later in the night, I am awakened from my own sleep by
something... it's a noise... repeated calls and moans...
someone's... someone's "doing the nasty" nearby...
Then I remember, and placing my ear to the intervening
wall, listen as my lovely robot relives her self-induced
orgy in the pond, calling loudly in the agony of her own
repeated crises, before the moans finally subside. It's
four A.M.
To Be Continued
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