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The Highway Hypnotist
Part 3
The motel, on the far outskirts of town, was ritzy, at least by my
lower middle-class standards, but we were so hungry we made right
for the restaurant. In particular, I felt as if I had dropped at least
five pounds from ejaculations alone that day!
The cuisine was fine, and she paid up willingly, but I bought a
bottle of red wine that we didn't quite finish. We agreed to meet at
the pool.
Now the swimming pools in these desert inns were spectacular!
The residual heat of the day already dissipated, the dry clear air
showed stars burning steadily overhead even before the last light
had faded entirely. The pool was really a pool complex; a substantial
hot-tub affair, steaming gently in the cool air with roiling surface
from powerful bubble jets along the sides, and a quick jog over the
tiles taking the bathers to a large irregular pool, sort of "amoeba-
shaped," with several grottoes curving out amidst succulents and
cacti plantings, yucca and the like. There was even a twisty little
"canal" leading into a more straightforward diving pool. The water
was crystal clear, lit well from beneath.
I hadn't even showered, and the daylong accumulation of road mung
tempted me right into the pool, but I thought better at the last
minute, and sluiced myself off under a heated sprinkler, then...
PLUNGE... AAAAaaahhhhhhh!
I paddled about fiercely for a bit, cruising the nooks and
crannies,
inhaling the clear atmosphere with gusto. I was almost alone; I
sensed this was a slack time for travellers, at any rate there were
only a few other swimmers, a couple of kids slamming off the board,
and that's about it... except for the lovebirds.
I ran across them as I float-walked down the canal, down the
darker S-curve of the channel (there was a burnt-out bulb or two
here); two sleek young couples, in earnest conversation as I rounded
upon them. No, not just conversation... there was some serious
nuzzling happening here, out of sight of just about everyone, due to
the curves and the gardens.
The dimmer light was plenty bright for me to get an eyeful! They
were all young and trim, and the two women could have passed for
showgirls in my inexperienced estimation! They were supple, and not
an ounce of padding on their spectacular figures, highlighted by
thong suits that left absolutely nothing to the imagination!
One short-haired blond nymph had entwined her boyfriend with a
hooked leg, holding him in close pelvic proximity, the trim foot
rubbing up and down his butt as they leaned their heads together. The
other couple were head-to-head also, talking with youthful
earnestness as I floated by them.
I sped up so as not to intrude, but as I passed, the one lad
nodded,
and the horny nymphet raised her face from her man's shoulder and
actually winked at me saucily!
After a bit I started wondering if I were going to see my new
playmate at all that night. I scoped out the hot tub, tickled my fanny
with the powerful jets, and was back in the cool pool (trying to
sneak peeks at the bathing beauties) when I saw Rose's dark hair and
pudgy little nose floating along towards me.
"It's wonderful, huh?" she bubbled as she alligatored up to me.
"We really lucked into this, Rose," I admitted, "I just booked a
motel with a nice name and a Triple-A endorsement! Isn't the
scenery spectacular?"
We floated apart again, and when I next encountered her she
seemed more subdued. Apparently she had run into the lovebirds
around the corner.
"I don't know," she complained, "that behavior... with kids right
around the bend... it's better off in private, I think!"
"Were they getting into it?"
She grunted a little primly I thought.
"It's getting cold, I guess I'll turn in, we've got a lot on our
plates
tomorrow." She was hugging herself as if chilly.
"Haven't you warmed up over in the hot tub?" I inquired.
"No, there's a Jacuzzi in the bathrooms," she answered, "and it's
private." She seemed edgy now.
"Come on, Rose, out with it," I insisted, "what's bugging you?"
"Ohhh, it's those girls," she finally muttered, "dressed up like
play-toys, like TV shows... and... you know, don't tell me you didn't
glom!"
I 'fessed up that I had given them a cursory once-over.
"Yeah, sure!" she rejoined, "I... I just can't deal with it, I
don't
know... you're pretty liberated, I think, but like just about everyone
else you trip all over yourselves when someone like..." she jerked her
head towards the canal entrance "...that parades by!"
"Wait a minute, now," I rejoined heatedly, ready automatically to
plunge into some overheated sociological debate... then I pulled back.
I wasn't here to trip up a nice relationship with a good friend... a
very good friend!
"Rose, come on over to the hot tub, we can watch the stars and
talk," I tried, with a disarming grin.
"You want to watch those butts floating around," she pouted, but a
little playfully, I was relieved to hear.
"Your butt is the only one I want to watch, hon," I responded, and
she cast her eyes down and patted by hand.
"That's sweet, but we all know what turns men on, and when we
don't measure up, well."
"Rose, do you really know what turns ME on? Come on, you didn't
want to get into all this stuff, did you?"
"No," she answered, and I felt she was turning away, trying to
escape from a suddenly sensitive situation, but I found myself ready
for more intimate stuff, and I thought I could 'loosen' my friend up in
a beneficial way to boot!
"Now I want to tell you some things... some very important
things," I said, holding her upper arm lightly, "and please listen
carefully to me, because I want you to tell me some things too."
"What... I'm getting chilly, can't we..."
"Just stop a minute," I insisted, "come on, look here..." I waited
until we had made eye contact. I paused to invest the moment with
more unspoken significance in her mind. Her eyes sparkled with the
pool's reflected lighting.
"To start with," I said, "your eyes are gorgeous in this light.
They
seem to sparkle and twinkle."
She smiled, and her head tilted down slightly as if to break the
glance. "No, don't turn, please," I urged her.
"I'm not sure where..." she started to say, but I wanted to hold
her
gaze, and I reached round and cupped the back of her head and my
finger tapped lightly there in the signal to hold her attention. I
hoped
it worked!
It did! "What..." was all she said before her voice ceased and she
stood there quieter now, her head motionless as I let my hand rest
there.
"How about my eyes?" I murmured in a lower tone.
"They are nice," she said, bemusedly, her gaze flicking from one to
the other. I kept mine more fixed on the bridge of her pert little
nose.
"They're sparkly, huh?"
"Uh-huh," she answered, obedience beginning to assert itself
already.
"The light makes them look deep..."
"Mmm hmmmm."
"Deep."
"That's soooo..." she said, almost whispering as I let my hand fall
away from her neck. We stood almost toe to toe now, her brown eyes
becoming still, as she seemed to be studying just my right eye now.
"Can you look away, Rose?" I murmured.
Her head turned a bit from side to side, her eyes now visibly
glazed over and her stare fixed.
"Are your arms feeling very heavy and relaxed, as if you couldn't
hold them up?"
She didn't answer, but her limbs fell away from hugging herself,
and now she stood almost as if at attention, oblivious to any
impression she might be making.
"Does my gaze hold yours like an unbreakable magnet, like a
magnet you can't resist?" I stepped around a bit, and her head
swivelled to keep me centered.
"And now," I said, returning to stand directly in front of her
round,
heavy breasts, "when you think 'yes,' you will know for certain...
Rose... are you becoming deeply entranced, and will you shortly feel
yourself falling forward? diving and plunging down into my deep
hypnotic power, falling and falling completely into my deep spell,
falling completely free, my eyes pulling you into my power...
pulling... and pulling..."
I watched her glazed eyes roll up, as her lids fluttered, and,
smoothly, arms still hanging, not moving in the least to steady
herself, my subject toppled forward into my chest, where I caught
her shoulders. Her face now completely placid and blank, was still
upturned towards the eyes that she saw only in her imagination... her
own were closed peacefully.
I felt her breasts brushing against my chest, their delicious
cleavage not completely hidden by her suit. Her hands, dangling
straight down, grazed my hips as they settled again and became
still.
Tapping her head more sharply now, I gave her the command
"waking trance now," and she got herself to stand upright again, face
blankly looking ahead of her.
"As you recite Lesson Two, Rose, feel your arms pulled upwards
into the sky."
"Lesson Two. I feel your total control through my entire body and
mind. I feel so good when I am under your hypnotic power. I feel
dominated and controlled, and I deeply want to feel your power
penetrate me."
She was standing there before me, breasts uplifted as her arms
waved up in midair like seaweed in the ocean. I caught a glimpse of
movement behind some plantings, but when I turned it was gone.
"Lower your arms. Now let's interact almost as if you were wide
awake, Rose. Come up now, take my hand and let's walk over to the
hot tub."
"O.K. I'm getting real chilly." she said, and could see goose bumps
standing out on her pale flesh as we moved through the cool night
air, hand-in-hand across the tiled path, where we sank down into the
frothy whirlpool with a contented sigh.
We were alone, but at the far end of the patio was one of the
couples we had seen earlier. They were in warm hotel terry robes,
and were reclining with tall drinks at one of the tables. I gave a
little wave, and I saw the girl nod and wriggle her fingers back at
me.
"Who's that?" asked Rose, raising her head from the crook of my
arm. "Oh, her."
"Rose, we're completely alone here, there's no one but us."
She sank backwards with a wriggle. "Oh, that's nice..." she
murmured. "Just usss..."
"We're in a hypnotic fog, Rose, see?" and certainly the mist was
very thick as the pool released clouds of vapor up into the night sky.
"Oh, John..." she breathed.
"You find you adore being hypnotized, don't you?"
"Ohhh, it's lovely! Just to... to give up completely... mmmm... to
give
up and surrender, like nothing matters now... nothing matters but
your will John your will dominating me... dominating me and making
me want to go so deep now... so deep into your powerrr... your
powerrrmmm"
Her voice sunk into her self-deepening routine I had taught her
that afternoon. My cock was at full attention, I knew no one could
see as I released it from it's pressured confinement.
"That's right, Rose. And inside your hypnotized body is a
beautiful,
beautiful woman. You are a beautiful person, and your body is
beautiful too... you know how attracted I am to your body, Rose."
"Yes."
"And you'll find yourself forgetting about silly comparisons with
others... tomorrow you will only know that it's your pleasure in life
that shines from you, that makes your flesh dance and sparkle, that I
dream and fantasize about your beautiful curvy body all the time,
Rose."
"Mmmmm, yes..."
"And you will know that your flesh deserves to be seen and
enjoyed, that you deserve to try whatever you'd like, and tomorrow
you'll find time to think about those little bathing suits, won't you?"
"Yes."
"And you'll feel how nice it would be to be almost naked, and to
swim almost naked, and that in a minute we'll practice that feeling
Rose. Tell me now," I continued, "as you feel your whole body float
and drift in my warm hypnotic power... what do you remember of our
car drive today?"
"Oh, we had a good time!" came her sleepy tones just above the
low hum of the water pumps. "You taught me how to drive without
getting sleepy... thank you, thank you!"
"And later?"
"Oh later, I drove us all the way into town."
"What happened then, do you remember anything unusual?"
"N-nooo... I didn't get lost, and we were here."
"Yes and I am enjoying this time together very much. You feel easy
and comfortable now resting here in my arm."
"Mmm-hmmmm."
"We have a nice day tomorrow, too, and I'll enjoy seeing the very
tiny suit you pick out..."
"Tiny suit."
"Yes, because tonight I think you'll dream of swimming, Rose,
swimming and drifting in the warm waters, and I'll dream of seeing
you in your new suit, I know I'll have very powerful, nice dreams
about you in your suit."
"You will?"
"Yes, I'll imagine the same thing that you're starting to imagine,
all alone in your own private dream, that you're proud of your
beautiful beautiful body, and you deserve to let the water slosh and
slide all around you while you swim..."
"Mmmmm... that sounds nice..."
"So nice, to glide through the waters, you'll imagine very strongly
how your body thanks you for freeing the flesh, how lovely it feels
as your arms and legs now begin, just ever so gently to move you
alonnnngg the water... you are floating and drifting now in your
dream, and your skin feels so free in your new suit, almost nude, like
you've always wanted to swim, nude and naked in the warm water all
alone..."
I saw through the heavy distorting ripples that she had now
entered this dream, and I felt her shoulders flexing as she moved her
arms gently.
"Yes, gentle sleepy drifting along, taking time to let your skin
feel
every ripple and wave as you float along..."
Now I moved out into the deeper part of the pool away from the
built-in seat where I'd been cuddling with her. One hand supported
her under her neck, keeping her face well out of the water, and now
my right hand slid down to her lower back, and simply buoyed her up.
She snaked her arm unconsciously round my torso so it could be
free to "stroke" her through the water.
"Open your eyes if you wish, Rose, open them and look up into the
naked sky as you drift in your dream."
Her eyelids lifted dreamily, heavily to stare upward past mine. My
cock felt the insistent currents as the jets propelled water over my
heated loins. Heaven! I watched her breasts as they jutted up at me,
and when I lifted up, I could raise her abdomen out of the water, to
see her thighs gently flexing away, up and down in a dreamlike
kicking motion.
"Now your dream will make you very aware of the delicious
feelings as you move through the water," I said, turning her back so
her feet were pointed at the wall... at the outflow of the water jet,
"moving through and letting the water slide and stroke over you,
under and around all your sensitive skin as you float alone, alone and
safe in your deep, deep dream.
"And the dream tells you how good it is that you are almost,
almost naked, because now you can enjoy every little ripple, every
tiny bubble, every stroking, stroking current, letting the warm
current take over, letting the warm hypnotic current take possession
of your flesh, giving in to all your freedom... yes you will move
freely in your dream."
Because I felt her shoulder grow momentarily tense, then relax,
as she submitted to my mental control, and her own sensations. Her
breasts... so close to my face, swelled with a sleepy sigh of
satisfaction and her spine twisted a bit. She bent and straightened
again. and her arms fluttered as they floated almost straight out
from her shoulders.
I was moving her imperceptibly closer and closer to one of the
jets now, my cock feeling how insistent the beating of its current
was several feel away, knowing how I had sometimes brought myself
to climax against such a stimulus. This jet was about a foot below
the surface, and had some sort of rotational element within, because
the current swept round in a kind of orbit, I felt it become regularly
more and less insistent, washing over my eager phallus, making it
thick and rigid.
I floated my subject in a little closer; now the ripples were
washing her legs... first against one calf, then the other, one then
the
other.
"Rose," I said, bending close to her face. Her eyes were drooping
shut again, and they closed immediately I spoke her name. My left
hand under her neck felt a motion and I saw her face begin to turn a
bit, left to right again and again.
"Rose, I will guide you through this dream all alone, all safe in
your deep bed of sleep you will love the dream so much you will
dream it again later tonight after I send you to slumber. The water
feels insistent now, Rose... you feel sensitized to the water sliding
freely up and up and up, washing you, stroking you, making you want
the water... want the stroking... want it more and more. wanting it to
stroke you deeper and deeper."
Her head turning more insistently now, searching for an invisible
something, her upper teeth catching her lower lip in preoccupation.
My right hand slid down a little lower, now I held the very base of
her spine, and could feel the swell of her buttocks.
Her arms were dangling out from her body, forgotten all at once,
but her legs were waving as she maneuvered them into the advancing
and retreating currents washing and pushing up her legs.
I spotted another nearby jet, closer to the surface, and steady,
apparently a stationary fixture, and I decided I wished to control her
responses more myself. As I backed her gently away from the
orbiting jet, I saw a crease appear in her forehead, and her closed
eyes squinched up. I felt her shoulders flutter again.
"Your body is telling you it wants more, your dream is bringing you
more and more power now," I droned as my hands now floated her
into the new stream. Again her bosoms swelled and sank in a
delicious sigh of self-indulgent pleasure.
Now, with my hand under the shelf of her buttocks, I began moving
her pelvis gently from side to side, watching as the current again
flurried ripples up her right thigh, then her left... right and left,
over
and over. Again her arms hung limply, but I felt her spine curving as
she was now actively trying to control her orientation in the water.
I hadn't looked around lately, so possessed was I with my
malleable subject, and I turned my face towards the patio. They
were still there. The man was reading a book, but his wife? date? ...
she was not reading! Her book was in her hand, but her face was
clearly staring across the tiles at Rose and me!
I don't think she knew I noticed, but I could see, I could almost
feel her intense interest as she watched a man tugging the supine
figure of a woman around the hot tub for such a long time; even at
that distance she might have seen Rose's lower limbs, especially
now, as they were straightened out, and began a scissors motion,
flexing stiffly from her pelvis!
I felt Rose's whole self now yearning towards the insistent jet
bubbling and frothing up, up between her inner thighs, and I moved
her rather quickly in towards the source, then back out again.
"Yearning to let the waters control you, take control of you,
making you want them more and more, the need getting stronger, the
command to give in, the command to feel helpless, deliciously
helpless to resist, no thought to resist, you must have more and
more!"
Her eyes were scrunched up again, and her breath was whistling
through her teeth now. Her legs flexed and opened, opened wider as I
now simply held her steady, moving her subtly in... and out from the
jet... in... and out. I lowered my hand and her pelvis sank down
beneath the surface, bringing the demanding surge foaming over the
tops of her thighs as they now stuck out stiffly in a wide V, as the
demanding surge flowed unstoppably over the thighs, over them
focussing the current at her delta, her delta now stretched wide to
receive all she could of the water's force, laving and caressing the
most intimate sensitive inner flesh, as I raised and lowered her,
trying to direct the current up and down her most private parts now
brazenly thrust towards the controlling currents.
I hear her moan clearly and distinctly, and again. The tendons on
her upper thighs standing out distinctly as she forceds her legs as
wide as she could. Another louder moan. I watch her magnificent
bosoms jiggle and shudder, watch her helplessly swivelling her
upturned face more violently now. Now she's mewing loudly and
continuously...
"You may dream quietly," I say bent over her contorted face, "It
will be much stronger if you are almost silent. You want the dream
to get stronger, to last and last. Always your body demands more,
the water demands more and more surrender."
Her head stops its motions and I feel her spine arching backwards.
I move her body even closer now, and I reach down to her feet and
position them up out of the water, resting on taut ankles over the
edge of the pool. Now she controls her own response.
The pelvis begins rotating gently as she maneuvers the flow
directly towards her yearning, the stiff legs wriggling sideways,
swashing her genitalia back and forth in the pulsing jet... she's so
stiff I need only hold the back of her head.
Our audience is raptly drinking the scene in! I see the blond with
her own legs splayed out from her chair, one hand down between
them, the other jammed into her mouth, her boyfriend still
obliviously reading or asleep, her eyes wide and staring as Rose
thrashes herself back and forth before her, unawares.
My cock unbearably stiff now, as I move it beneath my subject,
squatting down in the shallow pool only my head and shoulders above
water, waiting...
The shudders begin now, her abdomen tightening, the flesh
rippling with a small series of shivers. She tautens again. Another
series, jiggling and jerking her breasts like a horse's flank quivering
to remove a biting fly... I stand straighter now, holding her stiffened
form with the top of my kneecap. Her head rolls round on it. More
shudders, the series coming closer and closer together, her pelvis
motionless...
As her hands reach down, down to her delta, her raging seat of
pleasure, reach down to the rigid tendons of her upper thighs, down
to her swimsuit and pull it aside!
A loud gasp brings her back completely out of the water, and a
little splash as her rigid spine relaxes again. Shuddering
continuously now. My own hand slides down her neck, sliding
impetuously down to the bodice of her suit, down, and under the
material, where I take possession of an engorged breast, a soft
breast whose flesh melts beneath my fingers, whose tip now comes
under my fingers, whose tip, extended and lumpy now is rolled and
pinched by my fingertips, whose tip is thrust up insistently into my
fingers as Rose gives in completely at last.
For the next two or three minutes I feel her come... wave after
wave of juddering, shuddering, stiffening limbs, face twisted and
feral, lips pulled back in a rictus of pleasure that doesn't let up,
even as her body relaxes between spasms. Then another wave pumps
her pelvis up into the currents, and her breasts shake awesomely
beneath their confinement.
Did I mention my own climax? I can't, because I don't even
remember having it!
I only know that after a time I realized my cock was limp and my
balls aching... I must have been empathising so strongly with Rose
that my own orgasm just... happened!
I pulled her away from the stimulus, and after a short time she
was drifting again, utterly relaxed and limp in my arms. My hand
still round her soft breast, seemed to go unnoticed, as now and again
she shuddered, like little hiccups, as pleasurable aftershocks must
have been sweeping through her. They would each start right at her
coccyx, which would clench up, then relax as the shiver moved
through her spine and out her limbs, now floating aimlessly from her
torso.
(continued)
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