***Disclaimer***

This story is entirely fictional.  Any similarity to any real person or event is purely accidental.  This in no way condones or encourages the activities described below.  These types of fantasies should be confined within the imagination or between two consenting adults.

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Darren the Daring

After twenty minutes of trying to awaken Jessica, Darren was at a loss.  He had hypnotized her and forgotten the keyword to awaken her. "Presto...  Pronto... Primo..." he said to her internally scolding himself for not choosing some familiar and obvious word.

Darren was in seventh grade and Jessica was his best friend.  That was an odd thing at his junior high, having a girl as a best friend.  It was mainly because he never made any real guy friends.  They all thought he was a dork because he'd read comic books during lunch and wasn't interested in playing any sports during recess.  He figured he fit the mold of a dork because of his glasses and bookish eccentricities.  In his social solitude he developed an active imagination where he created worlds within worlds.  He was drawing one of those worlds in his notebook when Jessica began to notice him.

She sat next to him in study hall.  He would mumble under his breathe while drawing little comics in the margins of his daily planner.  She asked to see what he was drawing one day, which caught him by surprise that anyone would want to know what he was doing.  He was a bit embarassed and flushed when she didn't wait for him to turn over the planner.  She took the notebook and looked through the long comic series that filled every bit of white space from the days marking the start of the school year to the past week.  She read about how the teachers were at war with one another, fighting to control the lives of the students.  She read about how the main character, Daring Handleback, was inciting a resistance to overthrow the teachers and awaken the other students to the evil intentions of the teachers, that being to create mindless slaves to serve an evil empire.

Jessica was impressed and intrigued by Darren.  They became friends.  She was ridiculed by her own friends for hanging out with a "weirdo," but she valued time with Darren over her petty superficial friends anyway.  She persuaded Darren to make a full feature comic series about Daring Handleback and they worked on it together after school.  In the recent chapter of the series, the Daring was sent to the principle who tried to hypnotize Daring.  Darren never saw a person hypnotized and couldn't come up with a believable scene.  Him and Jessica spent the weekend at the library to read up on hypnotism.  That following week, after school, Darren had Jessica try to hypnotize him so that he could experience it first hand but it failed.  She apologized and told him to try it on her.

They were at his parents' house.  His father was out of town on business (as usual) and his mother was busy getting toasty with the members of her book club.  She'd return home in a taxi and pass out in her clothes.  

Darren closed his drapes, had Jessica sit in the lounge chair, in front of it was a tv table with a lit candle and a mirror.  He told her to look through the flickering flame to an amulet that swung at the end of a silver chain.  He spoke with a soothing voice and ran through the preliminary portion of the hypnotising- you're relaxing, drifting deeper into a purer state of calm, when I count to ten you will no longer feel the stress of the world and you will only react to the sound of my voice, when I say X you will awaken feeling energized and follow exactly what was suggested.  Darren just couldn't remember the value of X.

He tested her hypnosis telling her that her hands were helium balloons and when they reached above her head they would pop.  She reacted with her hands slowly rising and when they reached the top of her head she yelped and rubbed them together with a frown on her face.  He had told her that she would fall immediately to sleep at the sound of a door bell and then awaken the next time she heard it.  Now he wanted to test if it worked but couldn't remember how to wake her up.  He was certain it was "presto" but when he said the work she didn't open her eyes.

She was sitting on the lounge chair and he was on the edge of the bed. Her expression was serene-- eyes closed, her long brown hair pulled neatly back behind her ears, lips just a little open, her small breast rising and falling with each deep breath, he was growing bored.  He figured she'd naturally come out of it and went to the kitchen to make himself a sandwich.  

He came back to the room with a ham and cheese sandwich and a carrot.  Sitting on the bed he looked at Jessica who hadn't changed since he left her.

"Hello Jessica," he said in his steady soothing voice.

"Hello Daring"

He was a bit surprised that she called him Daring instead of Darren.  "Do you think that I'm Daring Handleback?"

"Yes."

He took a bite of his sandwich wondering what else to do.  "Are you hungry?" he asked.

"Yes."

"If you wake up I'll make you a sandwich, would you like that?"

"Yes."

With the bribe not working he tried another avenue, "Do you remember the keyword?"

"Yes."

"Tell it to me please," he was eager to wake her to test the behavior he suggested.

"Presto," she said without awakening.

He was dumb founded, the keyword didn't work.  He huffed and took another bite of his sandwich.  Maybe he did something wrong, he thought to himself.  He was annoyed with her.  Maybe she was the one doing something wrong.  He finished the sandwich and grabbed a hold of the carrot.  While chewing his last sandwich bite holding the carrot in his hand, he looked at her and had an evil thought settle in his mind.  If she won't awaken, he might as well have some fun with her.

He sat at the edge of the bed a couple of feet from Jessica.  "Jessica," he said, "would you like a taste of my carrot?"

"Yes."

"You can taste it but you can't bite it," he held the tip of the carrot in front of her.  "Go ahead and have a taste."  She opened her mouth and leaned forward letting the carrot slide into her mouth.  She closed her lips around it and swirled it around in her mouth.  Darren was getting aroused and his dick was starting to stir.

He pulled dragged the carrot out of her mouth.  Her expression remained the same.  "Jessica?"

"Yes."

"Take off your shirt and lay it on your lap," he said with a slight quiver in his voice.  She reached for the first button of her blouse (she was still in her school clothes) undid it and moved down.  She had tiny brown freckles that speckled her pale chest.  She finished unbuttoning and pulled it off one arm at a time.  She folded the shirt neetly with her eyes closed and lay it on her lap.  She sat there breathing deeply in her bra that covered her 34B breasts.

"Jessica, now reach behind your back and take off your bra then lay it on top of your shirt."  She leaned forward and, reaching behind herself, pulled the clasps apart.  The cups of her bra fell from her boobs.  Darren breathed heavily when he saw them, round, pointing slightly out and up, her areolas pink and tiny but her nipples extending out a quarter inch.  She folded her bra and lay it atop her blouse.

"Now play with your nipples," he said rubbing his own crotch while watching her intently.  She brought her hands up and started to massage her boobs and then squeezed her nipples with her thumb and index finger.  She rolled it back and forth breathing more deeply than before.  Darren unzipped his pants and pulled his prick out of his underwear.  

He was feeling daring and decided to take a chance.  "Jessica, stop playing with your nipples," he stood up as she put her arms to her side, his erection was at her eye level.  "There is something else for you to taste.  You can't touch it with your teeth, but you can touch it with your hands as much as you like."

She reached out and found his cock.  She clumsily fondled it and then leaned foreward and took it in her mouth.  Darren gasped when he felt her silky warm tongue slither around his sensitive glands.  Darren had never had any sexual experience beyond self stimulation.  He had built sex up to such a point that the little bit of stimulation from Jessica was sending him over the edge.

When she applied a little suction on his cock Darren felt a torrential momentum overtaking his loins.  He bucked almost to the point of collapsing and with a firey contraction in his crotch he began to shoot his youthful seed into her mouth.  She didn't pull off his dick and instead just swallowed what filled her mouth, adding to the suction and stimulating more ropes of cum from the tip of his tool.  Darren groaned and let her continue slobbering around his cock.  He marvelled in the sensation until his erection waned.  "That's enough Jessica," he said and she leaned back into the lounge chair.

He fell back onto the bed, resting on his elbows watching her passive demeanor, wondering if she'll recall anything that had just transpired.  He dismissed his concern, noting that while in the suggestive state, the hypnotist can control what the person remembers afterward.

With that in mind he primed her, "Jessica, you will not be able to recall whatever happens while you're under this trance, but you will have an overwhelming attraction to Darren.  You will not question it and you will submit completely to his will.  Do you understand."

"Yes Daring."

"Now open your eyes, stand up and remove the rest of your clothing.  Then lay on the bed"  She followed the orders she was given.  Her eyes were barely opened.  She stood up from the chair and walked to the bed beside Darren.  She reached down and removed her shoes, one at a time.  Then she pulled her skirt down.  She was wearing white panty hose under her plaid skirt.  Her legs were thin and her butt was rather flat.  She pulled her panty hose down and she wasn't wearing anything underneath.  Darren watched her crotch closely.  Her thin bush was no more than a small patch above her slit.  She sat on the bed and laid down.

Darren lightly traced her body with his hand, traveling from her freckled shoulder to her knees.  He traced back up to her crotch and cupped her steamy pussy.  He let his middle finger slide into her slit.  It was moist and it caused his heart to race.  He ran it up and down between the lips.  He felt her inner petals and fingered around until the tip sank into her vagina.  He slipped it deeper into her, feeling the soft and slick texture of her inner folds.  He went in as far as he could reach and then pulled out.  He brought his finger to his nose and smelled her sweet nectar.  He tasted it and it was as if a siren had signalled in his brain.  

His cock sprang back to life and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.  He spread her legs and started to slobber all over her hot cunny.  He lapped at her cunt bringing moans from deep inside her.  He was pumping his own prick and decided to take full advantage of the situation.  He completely removed his pants and underwear and crawled between her legs.  He looked down and saw his cock bouncing with each pulse only inches above her slick twat.  He wondered if he should procede.  He decided to base his fate on precedent.

"Jessica, are you still a virgin," Darren asked hoping for a 'no'.

She replied as he wished, "No," but suddenly he felt jealous.

"Who did you loose your virginity to?"

"My cousin, Eric, last New Year's Eve."

Darren was a bit shocked, but also turned on.  He flushed out his mind and held his cock at the base and slid it around her snatch.  He had the hardest time finding the hole.  Aiming his cock into a pussy was a skill he had yet to master.  Finally he lodged the head in the hole.  Wih a little pressure from his hips he eased into her slowly.  He marvelled at how warm and slick the coochie was, how the folds clung onto his foreskin and massaged his shaft.  He wasnted to keep sinking into her pussy forever but eventually came to a rest when his pelvis met hers.  Their pubes mashed into each other and his red patch seemed to disappear into her dark muff.

He started to pull out.  The folds worked in reverse like they were sad to feel his cock leave.  They clung onto him and her pussy seemed to contract, squeezing and holding him inside her.  He couldn't resist and slid back into her.  He repeated this several times before regaining control.  Now able to pull out until just his swollen helmet was lodged into her slippery snatch, he was able to fully enjoy the pleasure her sex could provide.  

He worked at controlling his thrusts, pivoting his weight from his knees to his pelvis and then pulling out.  This was heaven and it was engulfing him.  A warm glow started to surround him and his every nerve endings seemed to swim in the divine ambrosia.  His head rolled and his breath escaped him.  The sloshing sounds from her pussy being attacked mixed with his intensifying pulse and quickening breath.  She too was reacting, moaning and cooing in pleasure, breathing evenly but rapidly and deeply.  There was a bit of a smile on her lips.

Darren was soon overwhelmed.  The euphoria coating his entire body, in an instant collected below his navel.  His senses became acute and he felt his every muscle tense.  Spasms took over his pelvis and he thrust wildly into her pussy, his balls slapping and cunt sloshing.  The nucleus of his ecstacy drifted lower and increased speed growing as it passed his balls and shot up through his rock hard shaft.  He started blasting ropes into her pussy.  The slimy cum coated her walls and his cock slipped out.  He released several more strands that splashed onto her belly as he thrust his dick over her soaked slit.

He was sighing and lost in a purple haze, when he heard the doorbell ring down stairs.  Darren wondered who it was that would arrive so late.  He figured his mother got too drunk and needed help getting inside.  He looked down to see Jessica looking at her crotch, his cock still pulsating, nestled between her pussy lips.  He finally figured out why he couldn't wake her- the doorbell suggestion.  "FUCK" he screamed in his mind.

"Darren, what's going on?" she said, not upset, just curious.  She reached down and touched the pools of cum on her stomach, swirling it around with her index finger.  "I hoped this would happen," she said looking him in the eye, and she brought her finger to her mouth.



