Tamara was surprised at herself. She had never felt sexually attracted to another woman in this way. Lately though, she had noticed some of the other girls more and more. When she saw other girls in the locker room, for instance, she would feel almost warm, fuzzy. Her thoughts would sort of scatter and she would find herself focusing on their breasts or vaginas.
Without a doubt, it aroused her, and the more she saw, the more her desire intensified.
One of the girls she had particularly noticed in the locker room was Lina. Lina had medium sized breasts which were certainly worth a glance, but what really attracted Tamara's attention was her large, swollen labia. The puffy lips looked so tempting - the more she stared at them, the more natural that her desires to kiss the soft lips of a woman became.
Tamara led Lina into the living room. She had never been more grateful to have an empty house. Lina was watching her strangely, and it occured to Tamara then that she was staring at Lina's breasts, licking her lips. She smiled, shaking her hair a bit, then slowly tore her gaze toward Lina's eyes. Lina probably wanted to hear her say something, she supposed.
"Um... hi! Sorry, my thoughts were elsewhere. So... I'm glad you could come, Lina. I thought we would... um, work on... our cheerleading routine."
Lina looked a bit confused. "What do you mean? I thought you and Mindy had figured that routine out weeks ago..." She couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable at the way her captain Tamara had been looking her up. It was obvious. And Lina was no lesbian. She wasn't even slightly interested in breasts and kissing other girls and... ew, she tore her thoughts away from that. It wasn't that Tamara didn't have a good body or anything, it was just that... well, Lina had never imagined sexual situations with another girl. She shouldn't even think about stuff like that. Lina was a bit confused, however, because Tamara had always been rather confident in her heterosexuality - I mean, she hadn't slept with any guys that Lina knew of, but she had certainly kissed a lot - more than just lips, too. And she definitely seemed to enjoy it.
Tamara was licking her lips again. She stopped, frowning slightly. "Oh, um... yeah. I was hoping we could work on something... special." Gosh, she should be more careful. Looking at Lina's body posture, she looked a bit uncomfortable. Was she suspecting anything?
"Um... alright. So what did you have in mind, then?" Lina felt a slight curiosity but was still a little edgy about the way Tamara had been acting strangely lately. She supposed it was probably her imagination, though.
"Why don't you have a seat on the couch? I'll go get some drinks. Here, look at this weird thing I got for um... my science project." Tamara took in a quick, excited breath and bit her lip before handing Lina a small coin-sized disc. It was patterned with a black and white spiral, and had a little switch which could be flicked by hand to cause the spiral to whirl.
Tamara hurried off then. She caught a glimpse of Lina flicking the lever and looking at the weird little device attentively.
When Tamara came back, things were going rather well. Lina's lips were parted slightly and her eyes were just the slightest bit droopy, her brows furrowed slightly as she stared at the interesting whirling disc.
"What do you think?" Tamara questioned, licking her lips again as her gaze wandered freely over Lina's form. Lina didn't notice this time.
"Oh, it's... interesting..." Her words came slowly, as if her tongue was having difficulty forming the words. She was focusing all her attention on the little disc. Lina was looking to be a really great subject.
"Yes, it is, isn't it. I like just looking at it, staring at the spiral, staring at the spiral as the world sort of melts away..."
Lina's eyes struggled with focus as she listened to Tamara's words. She didn't notice that she was listening, she was feeling a bit strange. The little disc held all of her attention.
"I usually start to feel a bit heavy, my arms getting heavy, then my legs, and my whole body - it's weird, isn't it? So heavy... so relaxed, I can't look away. I must look into the spiral, concentrate on the whirling disc, flicking the lever to spin it faster and melt everything away... so heavy now... my body sinking into the couch..."
Lina's posture slumped considerably, and her breathing slowed. The only movement was that of her slender finger flicking the small switch occasionally to spin the disc.
"My eyelids get heavy, heavy as I stare at the spiral, but I can't look away, I can't look away, I must concentrate on the spiral, listening to my words as I stare at the spiral, my body growing so heavy, so deeply relaxed. I feel so relaxed. My body starts to tingle, to tingle with warm, fuzzy relaxation, staring in my toes... spreading up into my legs... into my thighs... penetrating all throughout my body and thighs... sliding up into my legs..." Tamara's words were slow and soft; coaxing.
"...moving up over my stomach now... then into my chest... tingling and tickling my breasts as I fall so deeply relaxed.
Tingling in my breasts. Teasing my nipples. I often feel myself becoming aroused... the pleasant tingling pooling into my nipples. They grow hard and erect as I relax so deeply... I feel so deeply relaxed, so deeply aroused. My body grows so heavy... so heavy, staring into the disc as I relax so deeply. My mind falls asleep, my eyes stay open, they must look into the spiral. Staring deeply into the spiral. They must follow the spiral wherever it goes. It relaxes me so completely, my body is too heavy to move. My eyes want to close, but I must keep them open as I stare at the spiral, it is taking me deeper every moment. My mind sleeps. Listening to my words. My eyes must follow the spiral."
Tamara's breathing quickened as she watched Lina succumb to her hypnotic spell. Lina was sunk into the couch, her eyes barely half-open, her lips parted and her breathing now a very slow panting. Her conscious mind was very distant. Tamara's slender fingers slid forward, gently coaxing free the little hypnotic disc from Lina's hand. As Tamara had planned, Lina's droopy eyes followed the spiral helpless, her hand falling limp at her side. Tamara flicked the lever faster now, the spiral's movement intensifying. Lina's eyes drooped even more and her eyes glazed over as the rapidly whirring spiral drew her in.
"Now I listen closely to the words, I listen to the words as my body grows even heavier. I enjoy feeling relaxed. I enjoy feeling aroused. I trust myself. My voice is telling me to obey it. I must obey my words. I must obey. It feels so good, so relaxing. I must obey my words and my eyes must follow the spiral. I must stare into the spiral... my body is sinking so deeply into the couch now... my mind is going to sleep..." Tamara raised the whirling spiral to Lina's eye level and her droopy eyes following it, though they had difficulty focusing on it, and it strained her eyes to continue to look at it. Tamara slowly drew the spiral closer to Lina's face, nearing her nose. Lina's eyes began to cross, and her drooping eyelids fluttered heavily.
"My eyes are growing so heavy... my mind is so sleepy... my body so aroused... so relaxed... the gentle tingling is like a soothing massage on my skin. So heavy. Heavier. Deeper. My eyes are growing so heavy... they want to close... the room is growing dark as my eyes struggle to remain open. I know they cannot resist much longer. I want to give in, to give myself to the spiral." The spiral was now only an inch or two away from Lina's half-closed eyelids. Her eyes were completely glazed over and her eyelids trembled to stay open.
"And now my eyelids are closing, closing of their own will. They must obey the voice. My voice. My sexy voice... as I listen I grow so aroused and so relaxed." Tamara's breathing was quickening as she watched Lina fall deeply into trance. She could see Lina's erect nipples poking through her thin sweater and her bra. Tamara's hand moved freely now between her own thighs and breasts as her excitement grew. She was very close now.
"I must surrender to the spiral, to the voice. Surrender my will completely. I have surrendered my will completely. I must obey the voice, the voice speaks only the truth. Trust this voice inside your head - you trust yourself, don't you? I am the voice in your head - I am you. I am Lina."
Lina continued breathing regularly, the words sinking deep into her mind.
"Your head is so very heavy... just let it droop as much as it wants, so heavy and deep, rest it against your chest."
Lina's head still wanted to nod, but her head was too heavy, so instead it slumped down against her full left breast.
Tamara's hand wandered down to her own crotch, sliding beneath her underpants and rubbing herself. She was feeling so aroused. Lina had fallen easily into her hypnotic spell.
Lina was still slumped on the couch. She looked like she was asleep, but her lips were open slightly and her soft pink tongue was lolling out of her mouth. Her body was so relaxed and loose. The only movement was the rhythmic rise and fall of her breasts as she took slow breaths.
Tamara's other free hand had worked under her own sweater and into her bra, squeezing her massive tit as she practically drooled in ecstasy. After she had satisfied herself a bit, she continued speaking softly to Lina.
"Any word I hear from my friend Tamara while she is touching a part of my body, I will obey without question. I will not consider what the words might mean, my mind will merely accept them as truth. I trust my friend, she is a good captain and a great friend. She is older than me by two years and knows a very lot.
"When I hear the word, 'spiral,' I will allow myself to relax as completely and as deeply as I have now... in fact, I will find myself even more relaxed and heavy each time the word is repeated.
"I have noticed lately that sometimes I am curious about my friend Tamara's body. Not other girls' bodies, only Tamara's. It is natural to want to explore my friend's body. No other female body interests me.
"Sometimes when I masturbate - and I do masturbate very frequently... at the very least, once per night - I might notice that my friend Tamara comes to mind. That's okay, because my friend is a good friend. It isn't unusual to have sexy thoughts about her."
Tamara squirmed in her chair across from the couch, rubbing herself passionately and moaning excitedly. She continued with the suggestions once she had finished flopping on the chair and when her juices stained her panties.
"All of this is true, so I needn't ever think about it. I will not remember anything of this moment when I feel so relaxed and wonderful. I will not remember my inner voice. Yet that voice will remain, guiding me in these truths. And now, I must go. This moment will end, and you will wake up. I will still be there, reminding you of these things, but you will not think of them. When I hear the snap of a finger I will hide myself and you will awaken. You will not remember any of this. You will wonder what you were going to do with your friend Tamara."
Tamara waited a moment for the triggers to sink in, then adjusted her breasts with her palms. At last, she settled on the chair opposite the couch, and snapped her fingers.
What had happened? Lina blinked slowly, rubbing her eyes. They felt a little dry, almost heavy, and her body felt a little strange. Light, and loose. Shrugging, she looked to Tamara for guidance. Tamara had a very nice body. She always admired Tamara's large breasts. Sometimes she wanted to squeeze them, just to see what they feel like. She frowned then at these thoughts she was having, but after a moment they didn't really seem that odd.
"You look a little disoriented," Tamara smiled coyly. Lina looked as confused as ever. Her eyes slowly crept away from Tamara's ample chest and met her eyes. She rubbed her blushing cheek, feeling a little bit embarassed at her sudden lack of memory and her private thoughts.
"What did I come over here for, again?" Lina wondered aloud. She detected a faint odor which increased her curiousity, some sort of musky perfume? She noticed that her eyes had settled on Tamara's breasts again. She really wanted to see what they looked like under that heavy sweater.
Tamara grinned, her nice white teeth showing. "Well, I was hoping you could tell me. Is there something on your mind?"
Lina shook her head, smiling in reponse to Tamara's beautiful grin. She couldn't admit that she was a little bit curious...
"Yes actually, I like your tits, Tam." Gosh, what was going on? She would never say something like that. But, it was true...
and she could trust her friend Tamara, right?
Tamara's smile widened. She was a bit surprised by this - she hadn't planted anything that particular. And she always loved receiving attention for her breasts. Lina's reaction, however, had taken her by surprise.
"Oh... really?" Tamara grinned at her friend who was blushing red yet still staring at her chest.
"Well, I wouldn't mind letting you have a closer look, I suppose..." Tamara rose from her chair, walking over to Lina who was still sitting on the couch. Lina looked uncomfortable, as if her mind was struggling with something. Her face was still quite red.
As Tamara approached, Lina felt a mix of feelings. She definitely felt a desire to see Tamara a little bit closer... but, was this normal? It seemed a little deviant from what she could remember was her typical behavior. She certainly didn't remember feeling like this before. And she couldn't help but feel very embarassed at her own outburst.
Tamara placed her hand on Lina's shoulder; Lina tensed a bit at this.
"Relax, I won't bite," Tamara smiled. Instantly, Lina melted under her fingertips. A wave of pleasure and satisfaction spread across Tamara's body. Tamara removed her sweater, then unhooked her bra. Her large round breasts fell free, bouncing slightly on her chest before settling. They were very firm and full, with half-dollar sized aureolas and nipples that jutted out slightly. Her warm brown nipples were very hard and erect.
Lina didn't know what to think, but she had to admit that she liked looking at them. They were pretty, that was all. Tamara's hand began to move slowly around her breast. Lina was enthralled and doubted whether she could look away. She actually felt herself becoming a little aroused by the strange slow dance. As Tamara stepped forward and kneeled on the couch, straddling Lina's legs, her right hand grasped Lina's breast. She had an urge to recoil, but she was so distracted that the action slipped her mind. She soon melted under the gentle massage.
"You like staring at my breasts, don't you? It's okay... just relax. You can trust me. You do like looking at them, don't you?" Tamara cooed the words softly as she stroked Lina's breasts. Lina's nipples hardened under her palms and fingertips.
"Y-yes..." Lina felt very odd. It was true, she liked looking at Tamara's large breasts. They were round and heavy and beautiful. She wanted to touch them, just to squeeze them a little, to see how they felt. To feel their firm, yet soft, resistance against her fingertips. Lina didn't consider her own breasts to be small, but Tamara's were much larger and looked very firm. Her desires to feel Tamara's breasts felt very unusual at first, but having her breasts massaged by Tamara was so relaxing that she soon forgot about the oddity of her new excitement.
"I... may I touch them?" Lina slowly wrenched her gaze away from Tamara's beautiful tits to slowly meet her eyes. Tamara smiled, nodding slowly.
"Why, I would love that. It is very normal for us to explore each other. It is quite a pleasurable experience!"
Lina nodded as her hands brushed against Tamara's smooth breasts, grasping the soft orbs with her palms and fingertips. They were very firm and supple, and the resistance against her squeezing fingers felt very good. She could tell that Tamara was enjoying it as well, because Tamara's nipples were hard and her breasts had a faint layer of sweat coating them. It made them shine, whih drew Lina's attention even more.
Tamara smiled as she watched Lina succumbing to the suggestions she had implanted into her mind. Apparently Lina had always had a bit of curiosity, and the way that the suggestions were transfoming her made Tamara feel very hot. She slid off the couch, kneeling in front of it. Lina stopped groping Tamara's breasts, wondering what Tamara was doing.
Tamara smiled as she unbuttoned Lina's jeans. She made sure that her hands brushed against the soft skin of Lina's slim belly as she spoke. "Sit back. You've had your turn exploring my body... now I want to explore yours."
Lina frowned slightly, but immediately found herself sitting back in the couch without a thought of standing up or moving. In fact, she found herself unable to do so. As she opened her mouth to speak, a bolt of tingly pleasure erupting between her legs cut her off.
Tamara's tongue stroked across Lina's puffy outer labia lips. The girl was practically the size of a small peach! She squeezed the soft lips with her hand very gently, sliding her tongue inside the crack to the waiting wetness. The combination of stimulations soon had Lina pressing her crotch against Tamara's face, her legs stiffening. Lina's hands moved to her breasts, squeezing them and pinching her nipples as she moaned ecstatically.
Lina had never felt so sexy. The soft tongue sliding in and out of her vagina, tracing stiffly around the clitoris, and gently caressing her soft lips, in addition to her own groping and squeezing of her breasts had her bucking on the couch within minutes. She couldn't stop.
Tamara sucked on the thick, supple lips of Lina's vagina, snaking her tongue in and out of the crevice steadily. She could taste Lina's wetness, and the vagina was growing slick. She loved the taste and feel. She had a very nice smell, also.
Tamara's left hand forcefully squeezed her own sweaty left breast as her right slid across and into her own vagina rapidly.
Lina came first, her fluids washing over Tamara's face and breasts. Tamara sucked forcefully at Lina's soaking vagina until Lina had settled down on the couch, exhausted. Then Tamara stood up on shaky legs as she continued to rub vigorously at her vagina, pressing her heavy left breast against Lina's face. It was soaked with Lina's juices.
"Suck," she said softly. She moaned as Lina's soft tongue licked clean her sticky sweaty breast. She slid her other breast into Lina's mouth, and Lina sucked as much of it as she could into her mouth, probing and licking with her tongue to lick it clean. Tamara couldn't hold off any longer. Her hard nipples were pulsing and her clitoris throbbed. She came and a few squirts ran down her legs. As the orgasm wracked her body, she blinked twice, flopping onto the couch beside Lina. Lina was still panting. Tamara stood again, squeezing her own left breast again.
"Lina, look at my breast, look at the nipple... you must look at it..."
By now Lina was in such a state of bliss for her friend that she looked easily, still panting. She stared at the still throbbing nipple, at the warm dark aureola.
"That's right... stare at it... it is so nice and round... round and soft, lose yourself in the nipple, in the beautiful nipple. It is almost the same size as the spiral. Remember the spiral now, see the soft spiral rotating in the beautiful nipple... lose yourself in my heavy breasts, staring at my nipple. Deeply relaxed now, growing heavy. So heavy..."
Lina's body at once began to slump deep into the couch, her eyes glazing over as the eyelids drooped very heavily as she watched Tamara trace circle around her nipple. Soon, a peaceful darkness washed over her.