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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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