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Stepford's Wife (1 of 3)

Story: Stepford's Wife (1 of 3) · Author: Stormbringer
Stepford's Wife
copyright © 2001 by Stormbringer
Stormbringer_stories@hotmail.com
Professor Stepford stared deeply into his wife's eyes. The third time
he 
hypnotised her seemed to really put her under. He had returned from a
symposium 
on hypnotism several days ago and decided to test what he learned on
his wife. 
The givers of the symposium really took this stuff seriously forcing
all the 
attendees to sign a morality contract not to use what they learned for
anything 
unethical. It was considered dangerous to fool with peoples minds.
Stepford looked at Julie staring blankly off into space. She was a
gorgeous 
blue-eyed blonde babe with big tits capped with the longest nipples he
had ever 
seen. She had a thin waist, full hips, and a flat, almost muscular
belly. She 
was 28, he was 59. Julie was a former student, who looked a him as a
father 
figure. He had taken advantage of her respect for him and they were
married 
after she graduated.
Julie was perfect in everyway but two. Her first problem was that she
smoked. 
Stepford found it to be a vile habit and that was the reason he had
hypnotised 
her. The first two sessions had seemed to help, she was slowly quiting
smoking 
and as she grew used to being hypnotised, the third time had
completely put her 
under.
"Julie, slowly repeat over and over, I do not need a cigarette. The
more you say 
it the more it comes true."
Stepford got up to go to the bathroom leaving his wife saying, "I do
not want a 
cigarette," so softly he could barely hear her.
Stepford sat on the toilet and leafed through the pile of magazines
beside him. 
He pulled out a copy of Penthouse letters and began reading a story.
Julie's second great fault was her sexual naivete. The girl had the
body of a 
porn star and the mind of a nun. She had even considered joining a
convent 
before settling on going to school to become a psychologist to learn
to help 
people. Stepford wished his wife was more like the women in Penthouse.
He wanted 
a horny little slut to serve his every need.
Stepford flushed the toilet and returned to his wife still mindlessly
repeating 
the phrase over and over. He wondered how long she would do this if he
died on 
the spot.
"Julie, I have a new phrase for you. Repeat, I love sucking cock, as
you listen 
to my voice."
"I love sucking cock. I love sucking cock," said Julie over and over.
'My god, she's doing it,' thought Stepford. "Whenever we're home,
instead of 
craving your nightly cigarette, you crave sucking on my cock. You love
the taste 
of sperm. Say it."
"I love the taste of sperm. I love the taste of sperm."
"Excellent, now listen closely Julie. When I wake you from your
trance, we are 
going to get ready for bed. You're going to go to the bathroom and sit
on the 
toilet. There is a copy of Penthouse sitting next to the toilet. Pick
it up and 
read the story on the dog-eared page. It is about a woman who gets a
lesson on 
cocksucking from her husband. That story will change the way you think
about 
performing oral sex. From then on, you will love sucking cock and
swallowing 
sperm. When I snap my fingers, you will wake up. You will remember
nothing I've 
told you though you will act on everything I've said. You will not
link your new 
behaviour with being hypnotised."
Julie's eyes came into focus when Stepford snapped his fingers. She
smiled at 
him shyly. "I think it worked, I don't feel like a cigarette."
"Good honey, if not we'll keep it up till you're cured. It's late,
lets get 
ready for bed."
Stepford went into the bedroom and Julie went into the bathroom. He
stripped off 
his suit and pulled his boxers down. Curious to see if it worked, he
tiptoed 
over to the bathroom door. It was open a crack and he peered through
it. Julie 
was sitting on the toilet seemingly very engrossed by the story she
was reading 
in Penthouse. He frowned when he saw she had already changed into her
nightgown. 
It was an ugly thing that covered her body from her neck to her
ankles. She 
didn't believe in showing off her body and he had to sneak peeks of
her in the 
shower to see her nude. Maybe he could change that?
Stepford returned to the bedroom and laid naked on the bed. He crossed
his legs 
and tried to concentrate on a book, but kept thinking of what might be
about to 
happen. His ex-wife hadn't liked sucking cock either. He had only
gotten a 
blowjob once when he was a teenager and she hadn't finished him off.
He looked 
down his white and black chest hair at his penis barely visible past
his paunch, 
but it was plumping up with anticipation.
"Stepford!" said Julie entering the room.
"There's nothing wrong with a wife seeing her husband nude Julie." She
was 
staring at his cock. He felt it twitch and rise up off his balls.
Julie reached 
over and turned off the light. "What are you doing, I was reading?"
She didn't 
answer him, but he felt her climb on the bed beneath his feet. He
spread his 
legs for her.
Stepford was disappointed. He wanted to watch her take his cock in her
mouth. He 
should have remembered she would turn the lights off. Maybe, he could
change 
that too?
Julie wrapped her fist around his cock and it turned rock hard.
Stepford wasn't 
exactly hung like a horse. In fact, her fist covered his entire penis
except for 
the head. He felt her breath on his penis. "Honey, what are you
doing?"
"A good wife does things to please her husband," she said before her
lips 
touched the head of his cock.
It was everything he hoped it would be. Julie ran her tongue in a
circle around 
his cockhead and then took him in her warm mouth. She removed her hand
from his 
cock swallowing him whole. It was more then he could stand and his
cock jerked 
as he erupted in her mouth. His cock quickly went limp, but Julie kept
her lips 
squeezed around the shaft and bobbed her head as if she was milking it
for more 
sperm. She kept it up until his cock grew too sensitive and he had to
yank it 
from her mouth. "Thanks honey," he said.
"Thank you," maybe you'll let me do it again in the morning.
Stepford woke up the next morning with Julie's lips already wrapped
around his 
cock. She released him long enough to kiss and lick his balls before
returning 
to blowing him. He lasted a little longer this time, but still came in
a couple 
minutes. Just like last night, she squeezed her lips around his cock
milking him 
for every drop of seed. Once again he wished he could see her, but she
had 
crawled under the covers.
Stepford watched her crawl out from under the covers, taking a blanket
with her 
to protect her modesty. She ran into the bathroom and turned on the
shower.
"Julie," he said, when she came out of the bathroom with her hair wet
and 
wearing her frumpy robe. "I need to hypnotise you and reaffirm your
commands."
"But I haven't had a cigarette in over a day now."
"That's why we need to keep it working. Come sit at the table."
His trusting wife sat across from him and within minutes of his using
the 
technique, she was completely under again. It really did get easier as
they got 
used to it. "Julie listen to my voice and obey what I say. Stand up
and remove 
your robe."
"But then you'll se me naked." Her voice was monotonous, without
feeling.
"I am not here. There is just my voice and you must obey my voice.
Remove your 
robe."
Julie stood and without another word, pulled her hideous nightgown
over her 
head. Stepford inhaled sharply at his wife's gorgeous naked body. Four
years of 
marriage and he had never had a view this good.
The old professor stood up and grabbed his wife's breasts, delighting
in seeing 
something he had only touched in the dark. He bent down and kissed her
nipples. 
Julie just stared off into space not responding in any way. He kneeled
and 
kissed her flat tummy and belly button. He loved seeing a woman's
navel. 
Stepford licked her navel, and ran his hand across her light-brown
pubic hair. 
He couldn't resisit moving around behind her and checking out her ass.
He pulled 
her butt-cheeks apart and stared at the cute little rosebud that was
her 
ass-hole. He had never dreamed of fucking a woman's ass, but now whole
new 
vistas were opening for him to explore. He wished he were eighteen
again and not 
a fat, tired old man.
Stepford had to get moving so he stood up. "Julie from now on, you
like showing 
off your body. You are proud of your figure and big breasts. Repeat, I
love 
showing off my body."
"I love showing off my body," she began mumbling.
Stepford left her there and took a quick shower, cut even shorter by
the fact 
that there was no hot water. "Damn," he said shivering under the could
water. He 
would have to call a plumber to come fix the hot water heater. This
was the 
second time it had broke down in three months. He'd call from his cell
phone on 
the way to class and he wasn't paying them a another dime.
Stepford finished showering, dried, and dressed. He returned to his
wife still 
mumbling about liking to show off her body. "Julie, I am going to
leave my 
credit card on the table. After I leave for work, your going to go
shopping for 
new outfits to show off your hot bod. I want you to buy some short
skirts and 
some halter tops. You love your navel and want to show it off. Buy
clothes to 
show off your belly. You will also buy sexy lingerie, you
particularily like 
garter belts. You also want to spend time working on your tan in the
backyard, 
so buy a very skimpy bikini. Be careful not to get burned." His wife
had 
beautiful fair skin, that had never seen a sun's rays in its life. He
thought 
she'd look even better with a tan. Plus, he wanted to show her off at
the beach 
to all his friends. "Do you understand these insructions?"
"Yes."
"Then I will snap my fingers and you will awaken and you wil never
question me 
when I try to hypnotise you in the future and throw away that robe. Oh
and don't 
spend over a thousand dollars." He was glad he thought of that. The
seminar had 
warned him about the proper commands so much he was trying to be
careful. She 
might have maxed out his credit card. This could be dangerous if you
weren't 
careful, but then most people didn't have his superior intelligence.
Stepford snapped his fingers. Julie smiled at him and kissed him on
the cheek. 
"Have a nice day at work dear," she said. Julie grabbed her robe and
walked buck 
naked towards the kitchen garbage to throw away her robe, completely
unconcerned 
about her nudity. He tossed a credit card on the table and left for
work.



Julie came home from shopping, wearing a halter top, miniskirt, and
sandals. She 
had changed at the mall, throwing her old bulky clothes away. She
carried five 
bags of clothes upstairs and into the bedroom.
Julie stripped off her clothes and took the tags off her new bikini.
It was a 
string-thong bikini that was borderline indecent. It barely covered
her nipples, 
but was stretched so thin you could clearly see them anyway. She bent
down to 
pull the thong on, wincing as her newly peirced belly button pressed
into her 
abdomon. "I love my sexy tummy," she said rubbing her hand across the
top of her 
belly. She thought the stud through her navel really enhanced the
beauty of her 
belly and drew attention to it.
The only thing she didn't like was that her pubic hair stuck out all
around the 
bottoms, but she didn't know what to do about that. She hurried
downstairs to 
catch the late afternoon sun. She was almost to the patio door when
the front 
doorbell rang.



Hank did a double take when the sexy slut opened the door. At first,
he thought 
she was naked. The bikini was cream colored and matched her skin
tones. She 
stared at him blankly completely unconcerned about her outfit. She
seemed so 
different from the woman he had seen the last time. "I'm the plumber,
I'm here 
to look at the hotwater heater."
"It's about time," she said. "It hasn't worked quite right since the
last time 
you were here. Come on in, you know where it is. I'll be out
sunbathing if you 
need me."
Hank openly let his eyes wander down her body and the bitch actually
smiled at 
him. The little tease liked showing off her body. He leered a her bare
ass as 
she walked over to the back door.
Hank walked over towards the hotwater heater and fixed it in less then
ten 
minutes. The last time he was here, he had rigged it to break down
again for two 
reasons. First, he had walked in on Julie Stepford as she was stepping
out of 
the shower. He had actually felt bad for a minute because seeing her
naked had 
upset her so much, her fat old husband had to console her for an hour
while she 
cried in the bedroom. The guilt had lasted only a moment as his mind
registerd 
exactly how hot she really was.
The second reason Hank had rigged the hotwater heater to fail, was the
fact that 
he was a sleazy bum and was hoping to bill them for more hours. Of
course, the 
jerk husband had called his boss and raised such a stink that this was
on the 
house. He walked out into the living room and stared at Julie through
the 
window. Maybe he could get a form of payment for this job afterall?
Hank walked over to the refridgerator, grabbed a beer and spent the
next hour 
watching Julie lie out on a cot. She had oiled herself up thoroughly
and turned 
over onto her back after exactly thirty minutes. Hank pulled his cock
out and 
squeezed it, resisting the urge to jerk off as he hoped Mrs Stepford
would be 
sucking him off within a few minutes. He saw her get up and he quickly
threw the 
beer can away as she entered the house.



"All done?" asked Julie as the plumber came down the hall.
"Yeah, it took longer then I thought. Now lets see, that's one hour
labor plus 
parts comes to two hundred dollars. Cash please."
"What? I don't have that kind of cash on me. Can't you bill me?"
"Nope, it's cash up front only. No checks. Your husband had the money
ready last 
time."
"He won't be home for a couple hours, can't you come back?"
Hank tried to look angry. Any slut that would dress like that had to
want it as 
bad as he did. She did a great job looking innocent though. He had
encountered 
the type before, they played hard to get, hoping to be forced into
adultery. 
"Listen Mrs Stepford, I don't have all day. If your playing games with
me, you 
can talk to the police."
"Please no," she said tears forming in her eyes. The school paper
printed all 
minor arrests and this would humiliate Stepford. "I didn't even know
you were 
coming today. How about a credit card?"
"That's it, I'm calling the police."
"No, please wait."
Hank paused nearing the phone. "Listen Mrs Stepford, there is one way
I'd be 
willing to overlook your bill."
"Thank god," she said relieved. "What is it?"
"Give me a blow job."
Julie gasped in horror, though her mouth watered at the thought of
sucking a new 
cock. "I can't do that, I'm married. I can't cheat on my husband."
"Come on Mrs Stepford, everyone knows a blow job ain't adultery.
Besides, it's 
that or I call the cops.
"It isn't a sin?"
"Nope."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Well you can start by coming over here and pulling my pants down,"
said Hank 
while unbuttoning his shirt.
Julie walked over to him and unbuckled his belt. "It's easier if you
kneel," he 
said. Julie knelt, looking up at him as she pulled his belt off. His
shirt was 
open. He had a lean muscular build much nicer then her husbands body,
but then 
Hank was much younger, closer to her age.
Julie was excited about seeing and sucking a new cock. Now that she
knew this 
wasn't a sin, she could suck all the cock she wanted. She pulled his
pants down, 
impressed by the bulge under his briefs. Julie reached up and pulled
his 
underwear down, freeing his cock. "Oh wow, your cock and balls are so
big."
"Thanks," said Hank. His dick was perfectly average at six and a half
inches. It 
was probably a little thicker then normal. Not that he was
complaining, he liked 
being told he was big. "How big is your husband?"
"About an inch smaller," she said kissing the head of his cock
lovingly.
"You poor thing." She was running her tongue around the crown sending
shivers up 
his spine. "Do you like sucking cock?"
"I love sucking cock," she replied, holding his penis up so she could
lick his 
balls.
"Do you swallow?" he asked, not that it mattered. If she said no, he
would just 
grab her head and hold her so that he could cum in her mouth.
"I love the taste of sperm," she said before taking him in her mouth.
"Damn girl, you got a mouth like a Hoover. I wish my wife sucked dick
like you. 
Fuck, I wish my wife looked like you too."
Julie cringed at his foul language. She got the impression, Hank the
plumber 
wasn't a very nice guy, but he did have a nice cock. She took the
whole thing in 
her mouth and began rapidly bobbing her head. She hoped it would shut
him up, 
plus her belly was growling for more sperm.
"Here it cums bitch. Eat my sperm," he grunted and his cock jerked in
her mouth.
Julie moaned as her mouth filled with hot cum and she quickly
swallowed his 
load. She wrapped her lips around the base and began milking out every
last 
drop. She was surprised that the plumber's cock maintained some of
it's 
hardness.
"Ready to get this thing shoved in your pussy."
"What?" she stood up rapidly, her breasts quivering under the bikini
top. "How 
dare you talk to me like that."
"Come on bitch, you know you want it."
"Get out of my house. I'm not some whore that will cheat on her
husband."
"But I...."
"Get out!" Julie screamed at the plumber. The confused man pulled his
pants up, 
grabbed his tool box and left. She had half a mind to phone his boss.
Shame, he 
had turned out to be such a jerk. His sperm had tasted real good and
he came 
more then Stepford did.



"My god your beautiful," said Stepford as Julie came out of the
bathroom wearing 
a white, lacy bra and panties with a garter belt just above her newly
pierced 
navel. He had no idea the hypnotism symposium would have had this kind
of 
payoff. First he had come home to find Julie doing her housework in a
teeny 
bikini and now this.
"I'm glad you like it dear," said Julie seductively. "I hope it's
making your 
cock nice and hard for me to suck."
Stepford was lying nude on the bed and his cock had plumped up a
little, but he 
wasn't used to cumming twice in one day.
"Well we'll just have to make it hard," she said taking him in her
mouth.
It worked. "Hold on dear," he said feeling the cum welling up in his
balls after 
a minute. "I want to fuck you tonight."
"Stepford! Please, I expect that language from... from a plumber, but
not a 
college professor."
"Sorry dear." He had rolled off the bed and grabbed her hips holding
her on all 
fours.
"Good lord, what's gotten into you tonight? We're not animals." Julie
rolled 
over onto her back and spread her legs.
Stepford sighed, he wanted to try new positions with her, but at least
this gave 
him a good view of her body under the sexy lingerie. The panties were
crotchless 
and so small, part of her hairy bush stuck out. He positioned himself
at the 
entrance to her vagina and began rubbing his cock around it. Dry as a
bone.
"Be careful lying on me," she said as he reached over to the
nightstand for 
lubricant. "my belly button is still sore from the piercing."
Stepford looked at the tube of lubricant. "If you don't want to use
it, sit on 
my chest and let me suck on you," said Julie.
Stepford had an idea. "Julie, I forgot to hypnotise you tonight. Let's
go out to 
the table." He put on some boxer shorts and walked to the kitchen.
Julie got up, never questioning the fact that she needed hypnotising
in the 
middle of sex. She went under almost immediately.
"Julie, I want you to repeat, I love to fuck, while you listen to my
voice." He 
paused while she started mouthing the words. "Sex is good. From now on
the sight 
of a hard cock makes you horny. It excites you so much your pussy
starts 
lubricating to prepare you for it. Your nipples will become hard and
sensitive." 
She had some of the fattest, longest nipples he had seen, but they
never 
hardened except when she was cold and it always embarrassed her so
much, she put 
bandaids over them. "You like getting fucked in different positions.
Missionary 
is your least favorite. You especially like getting fucked from behind
or woman 
on top." That way she would do all the work and he could stare at her
boobs. 
"Your pussy and body are so sensitive, that every little touch feels
twice as 
good." He wondered if he could make her cum. Julie had always been too
uptight 
about sex to enjoy it.
Stepford knew he couldn't keep doing this every day. He didn't have
the stamina 
to handle sex like he had at eighteen. He decided he needed a trigger
for her 
behaviour. He went to the bathroom to think about it leaving her
mindlessly 
repeating "I love to fuck" over and over. He leafed through a
Penthouse until he 
was finished.
"Julie," he said returning to the table. "Listen carefully. Whenever
you see a 
Penthouse or Penthouse Letters magazine and hear the word "Penthouse"
you will 
go into a receptive trance. You will act normally, but everything you
hear for 
the next hour will be treated as a command that must be obeyed. You
will become 
extremely horny." Stepford was no fool, he didn't want her hearing the
word on 
some soap opera or something. "Do you understand?"
"I love to f... I understand. I love to fuck..."
"Good, then when I snap my fingers. You will remember none of this,
but you will 
act on everything I've told you. And one more thing, you're very
embarrassed by 
your hairy bush. Go trim it. On second thought, shave it all off and
keep it 
shaved."
Stepford snapped his fingers and watched Julie smile at him, then
blush. "I'll 
be right back honey," she said.
He went into the bedroom and laid down on the bed. He kept squeezing
his cock 
every now and then to keep it hard. Julie returned a few minutes later
still 
wearing the lingerie. He could no longer see the brownish patch under
her 
panties. "Now where were we," he said raising his hips to pull down
his boxers.
"Oh my," she said staring at his cock. Her nipples started popping
out.
"Julie why don't you do a little strip tease for me?"
"Oh I couldn't do that. I don't like to dance."
Stepford reached under the bed and pulled out an old copy of
penthouse. "The 
girls in Penthouse always dance for their husbands." Her eyes widened
as she 
stared at the magazine and he could see her holding her thighs
together. "Do a 
little strip tease for me."
Julie obeyed swaying her hips and running her hands over her body. She
wasn't a 
natural, but her sexy body and lack of inhibitions made up for her
inexperience. 
Maybe he would rent "Striptease" or "Showgirls" and make her practice.
"Ooh," she said looking relieved to remove her bra. Julie had big
areola with 
nipples close to an inch long. Her nipples were now puffy and red from
rubbing 
against the bra. They were completely hard and she moaned as she
tweaked them 
between her fingers. Julie continued dancing. She unhooked her garter
and rolled 
the stockings down her legs. She then turned around and stuck her ass
up in the 
air as she pulled her panties down. Her thighs glistened she was so
wet.
Stepford couldn't wait any longer. "Does this give you an ideas?" he
asked 
waving his cock at her.
Julie quit dancing, climbed on him, and with one quick motion took his
entire 
penis inside her pussy. She was soaked. He had never felt her pussy so
hot and 
inviting. He was in heaven as she bounced up and down his cock.
"Stepford, something's happening. I feel funny." Stepford couldn't
hold back. He 
leaned up and sucked one nipple into his mouth just as he came. "Oh my
god," she 
moaned. Her eyes closed and she quit bouncing as she shuddered from
her first 
orgasm. He quickly turned limp, but she kept grinding their crotches
together 
until she came again. She didn't stop until he had to yank his cock
out of her. 
Julie opened his eyes and stared in awe at him. "Oh Stepford I love
you so 
much."
"I love you too." She collapsed on him. He looked over at the clock.
It had only 
been fifteen minutes since giving her the Penthouse command. "Julie,
why don't 
you go get me a beer and make me a sandwich?"
"Of course," she said jumping off him. Nude she ran out to the
kitchen. She 
returned a little later with a plate and a beer. Stepford sat up to
eat. Julie 
crawled between his legs and began nuzzling his cock. "I want to suck
you off," 
she said.
"No Julie, you're tired and you want to go to sleep." Julie yawned,
moved over 
to her side of the bed and crawled under the covers.
Stepford took a sip of beer. He had created the perfect subservient
wife. He was 
happy, she was happy. What could go wrong?"


    

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