The mild winter began to recline into the arms of an anxious
spring. Jim opened the door to approach his car for the trip to
his office, as his nostrils were welcomed by the fragrance of the
changing season. His heart was light, and he had a bounce in his
step. The conversation that occupied the previous evening was
music to his ears.

Marilyn, a computer bulletin board friend had agreed to meet
him for the first time. She wanted to know more about the use of
hypnosis in sex. They had shared many thoughts on previous evenings. Some were simply warm and friendly, and others were
downright steaming. They had discussed everything from children
and pets to jumping one another’s bones.

Jim and Marilyn had become rather close friends without ever
having met one another. They had each teased from time to time
about meeting one day, but Jim never really expected Marilyn to
meet with him. Now she had agreed, and they were scheduled to see
each other this evening in a local night spot at eight o’clock.
They had some idea of how one another looked and a very good idea
of what one another thought. He was anxious and hoped that she
shared his excitement.

The day seemed to last forever. Everything appeared to be
moving in slow motion. His productivity for the day was, as a
result, outstanding as he tried to occupy the struggling moments
toward the end of the work day. Fridays were somewhat traditional
in that he never went directly home after the work day’s end. He
would generally frequent a local downtown watering hole until
about seven; remove to one of his favorite restaurants for a bite
to eat; and visit one of several of the local hot spots around
town.

Jim arrived at the cafe at about five o’clock and sat in his
favorite chair at the far corner of the bar. He greeted several
friends as they entered and exchanged comments about the grueling
week. He had a difficult time concentrating on the various con-
versations because his mind was on Marilyn. Would she find him
exciting?

Seven-thirty had arrived. Jim paid his bill and rose to
leave. His mind was dissecting the possibilities of the evening
as he drove to Rascal’s lounge. As he pulled into the broken
black-topped parking lot he had visions of Marilyn’s lovely nude
body resting on his chest. He almost didn’t see the attendant
provided to direct him to available parking. His car rested well
between two other chariots as he entered the lounge.

Jim went through the doorway with eyes wide, searching for
the evening’s target. There was no single lady at the bar, so Jim
selected a seat with a view of the entry way and ordered a drink.
He noticed that his hands seemed to have a life of their own.
They were shaking as he attempted to stir his grog. Furtive eyes
continued to paint the doorway to the lounge and still no
Marilyn. It was only ten minutes to eight and no need for con-
cern. She would show.

In a nonchalant manner, Jim allowed his eyes to travel
throughout the bar. He wasn’t sure but thought that a lovely
young lady sitting with another man was checking him out rather
well. Bright eyes sparkled from an angelic face. Jim couldn’t
help but notice her deep, dark and warm cleavage floating in
waves, hugged by the material of a blood-red dress, as her
shoulders moved back and forth. The curl of her generous lips and
her bright smile teased Jim as she continued her conversation
with the man next to her. Just his luck; here was a hot, sexy
woman that seemed to have interest in him. Not only was she with
another man, Jim was waiting for a woman that he had no idea of
how she looked.

He had trouble watching the entrance in anticipation of
Marilyn. Each time his eyes moved to the door he was distracted
by the lovely woman’s breasts. They seemed to be calling to him.
He continued to try to get this woman out of his mind, but she
wouldn’t stop sneaking glances as him. Suddenly, she rose from
her bar stool and began walking toward the rest room. Jim’s eyes
were now drawn to her magnetic buttocks. The material of her
dress seemed to massage each cheek of her undulating ass. Damn!
He would love to drink her bath water just to see her dry off.
Few times had he ever gotten an erection just looking at a woman
in a bar. This was one of them.

Jim’s eyes returned to the door once again and he noticed
the man that had been sitting with the object of his new interest
was walking out of the lounge; apparently leaving. Jim almost
hurt his neck as he spun his head back to see where the lovely
lady in red was. Soon she returned from the rest room, leaned
forward, said something to the bartender and began walking
directly toward Jim.

Her lovely breasts continued to dance slightly as she ap-
proached. Jim wanted to look behind him to see if she was ap-
proaching someone behind him but thought that would be obvious
and make him look ridiculous. His eyes riveted on the rim of his
glass to prevent him from looking like an idiot. Soon he heard a
whispered, “is this seat taken?”

“Nn nnno! Please do sit down. There isn’t anyone sitting
there,” Jim heard himself fumble through the words. Damn, why did
he sound like such a fool.

The red dressed lady eased up to the bar and pulled her seat
after her. After she was obviously well settled, Jim made half a
motion to get up and fix her chair for her. Too late, he thought.
“Are you waiting for someone?” she breathed to Jim.

Now what was he going to say? The fragrance of her scent
captured him, and he wanted to tell her that he had been waiting
for her ever since the doctor first slapped his ass, forty-three
years ago. He gagged on his words slightly, and then his mind
snapped back to his intended purpose. He almost felt guilty that
he was even thinking of this new lady, and he said, “Yes. I,m
waiting for a friend.”

She rolled her shoulders once again and asked, “What is your
friend’s name Jim?”

“Her name is…but… How did you know my name was Jim?” he
returned, and then it began to sink in. “You can’t be Marilyn!”
He stuttered.

Her smile grew to a full blown show of pearl delight. “When
I left the house my name was Marilyn,” she stated emphatically.
“You’re probably wondering what I was doing with that man that
was sitting next to me. That was my cousin. I have to confess
that I asked him to stop and have a drink with me so I would have
a way out if you turned out to be a wild looking, sex-crazed
maniac.”

Jim chuckled and nodded his head in a knowing way. “Well
then, I have to assume that my looks didn’t scare you too much.”

Her eyes diverted to the rim of the glass that the bartender
brought over for her in a somewhat embarrassed fashion. “I’m
sorry. I just never did anything like this before and didn’t know
what to expect.”

“No apologies necessary. If you were my cousin, I wouldn’t
want you to take any chances either. I’m glad you used your head,
but you still don’t know whether I’m a nut case or not,” Jim of-
fered.

“Now that I have seen you, and I couple that with all of the
conversations we’ve had, I feel pretty comfortable. You are a
very attractive man. And I know you’re a good man. I was just ap-
prehensive, and now I’m not,” she said softly. ”

There was music playing softly as they continued to get to
know one another better. Suddenly, half way through an explana-
tion of the repairs her car had undergone in the past week, she
stopped and asked Jim if he would like to dance. Jim readily
agreed and they approached the dance floor. As she preceded him,
Jim couldn’t help but to notice the rise and fall of each but-
tock. He felt his manhood stir once again. The red material rose
and fell as the ripple of each cheek pushed and pulled at the
fabric.

Having arrived at the small space offered for dancing,
Marilyn turned and opened her arms to receive Jim. He could see
her breasts rise to accentuate her cleavage. Her scent continued
to arouse him. His hands encircled her lovely body and were
blessed by the soft touch. She didn’t waste any time getting
close to Jim. Her curves melted into his body as they moved to
the music. Marilyn pressed her ample breasts against his chest,
and he could feel the heat of her pussy against his leg. It
seemed as though she was trying to turn him on. Well, whether or
not she was trying, it was happening.

It became obvious to Marilyn that Jim was getting excited.
His cock began to grow thick and long. He felt it pressing
against his clothing almost to the point of embarrassment. He was
intoxicated with the fact that as his thick cock grew, Marilyn
was pressing herself harder against it. His courage grew with
this thought, and he allowed his hand to drop to Marilyn’s full
buttocks. He smoothed the material of her dress and returned to
the flesh of her ass to squeeze. As he did, a soft moan escaped
Marilyn’s lips and her pussy pressed against him once again. Soon
the music came to an end, and they were forced to separate.

Jim began to show signs of embarrassment as they returned to
the bar, and then his pride took over. He hoped that some of the
other patrons saw his rock-hard cock as he returned. He was proud
of it. Marilyn stopped abruptly as they returned, and Jim ran
into her tight ass with his erection. She looked over her
shoulder and smiled. “I just wanted to make sure that you were
still there.”

After they took their seats Jim indicated that it might be
nice if they were able to go someplace that would be a little bit
more private. Marilyn agreed. They finished their drinks, and Jim
pulled her chair out so they could exit.

“The kids are at my mom’s, and I would love it if you would
come over for a while Jim,” Marilyn offered.

“Are you sure it won’t be any problem?” Jim inquired. Im-
mediately he knew that he should have merely said that he would
love to. Why would he take a chance like that? She might have
re-thought the matter.

“No. It’s not a problem. I’m anxious to learn more about
hypnosis and your adventures. It’s pretty obvious that you have
become rather proficient at snake charming,” she offered with a
cute smile as her eyes riveted on the front of his trousers.

After assisting Marilyn into her car, Jim got into his and
followed her. His mind was racing. He couldn’t remember the last
time that someone turned him on this much. He could almost see
her dress rising over her head as she removed it for his intrud-
ing gaze. He thought of her lovely buns, draped with only the
sheerest of panties. He envisioned her soft pubic hairs furtively
escaping the edge of her sex-soaked panties. He could smell her
womanhood as her excitement increased. He wanted to make this
woman part of him.

Marilyn interrupted his mental adventure as she pulled into
a driveway. Christ! He didn’t even know which street he was on.
His mind had obviously been elsewhere. He felt his heart begin-
ning to beat more rapidly as he put his car in park and extin-
guished his lights. After a quick check in the mirror to make
sure that his hair didn’t look like a squirrel he was out of the
car and walking behind this lovely creature.

She fitted the key into the lock and looked back over her
shoulder in an inviting manner. Marilyn lowered her coat to a
waiting chair and told Jim to make himself at home. “I think a
drink would be in order. Why don’t you see if you can put some
nice music on. The CD’s are right next to the player.”

“You must enjoy classical music. Three quarters of what you
have is classical,” Jim raised his voice to assure that Marilyn
heard him. He selected several pieces, placed them into the CD
changer and pushed the play button. Looking around the room, he
was gratified to see that Marilyn’s taste extended to her lovely
furnishings. Soon she returned with a bottle of wine and two
glasses.

“I’ve always been partial to classical music Jim. I think
you’ll enjoy this wine. It’s kind of hard to come by ’round these
parts partner,” she teased with a country drawl as she seated
herself close to him. “Now how does this hypnosis work that you
have talked so much about?”

Jim explained that almost anything was possible with the use
of hypnosis if the subject had the ability. The ability generally
was referred to as somnambulism. Many people were very suggest-
ible and could achieve wonderful results through hypnosis.

“What kind of results Jim?” was her next question as she
moved closer yet to him. He seemed to be trying to formulate an
answer but encountered difficulty due to the closeness of her
soft ample breasts.

“You can be anyone you want. You can be with anyone you want
to be with. You can be anywhere you want to be and feel as you
wish for as long as you can physically stand it,” he explained as
his arm encircled her shoulders.

“If I wanted to be with you, on a secluded beach, in the hot
sun, with gulls overhead and waves lapping at the shore, could
you make that happen?” she questioned with interest.

“I really can’t make anything happen for you Marilyn. You
actually make what happens occur. Each of us has the ability, to
one degree or another, to hypnotize ourselves. I would only be
helping you through the process you don’t quite understand,” Jim
explained.

“Let’s give it our best shot Jim. I would like to experience
the scenario just as I outlined it. I want to be with you. I want
it to be great and I want it to last,” Marilyn pleaded.

Jim took her through various relaxation stages and success-
fully helped her to a deep trance state. He indicated to her that
they had been marooned on a dessert island and that on a portable
radio they heard that a rescue party was two days away from
bringing them back to civilization. It would be night time and a
nice camp fire had been built. When he snapped his fingers once,
it would soon be daylight and the sun would be glorious; they
would be totally alone. He gave her the suggestion that they had
been attracted to one another during their sea voyage but hadn’t
the opportunity to connect.

He further gave her a suggestion that she hadn’t had sex in
over six months and that she was absolutely insane with desire.
Even if she masturbated she could not quench her thirst for sex.
Jim told her that at the count of three she would awaken, find
herself on an old boat seat that washed ashore and be a little
cold from the night winds blowing off the water.

She would experience a desire unlike she ever felt before.
Each time she had an orgasm, it would take violent hold of her
and last three times longer that she had ever experienced before.
Her nipples would be so sensitive that she would shudder with the
least touch. When she placed his cock in her mouth she would feel
this intense pressure on her clitoris. The deeper she placed his
rigid penis in her throat, the more intense the feeling in her
hole would be.

Jim asked her if she understood everything that he told her,
and she acknowledged that she had with a nod of her head. He also
told her that when he placed her head between his hands and
kissed her on the forehead, she would awaken, feel wonderful and
more satisfied than she had ever felt before. The next time that
he snapped his fingers twice, while looking into her eyes, she
would fall into a fast, deep sleep. So he began, “one, two,
three.”

Marilyn sat on the couch that she perceived to be the boat
seat. She had an utterly lost look on her face. Her arms crossed
her chest in an effort to ward off the cold. She sheepishly in-
quired, “do you think we will be OK until they arrive Jim?”

“I’m sure we will be just fine. I don’t think there are any
dangerous animals on the prowl, I have built a nice fire and it
will be daylight soon,” he said.

“Would you mind if I get out of these wet things and try to
warm myself by the fire Jim. I’m a little embarrassed, but I
don’t want to get pneumonia,” she pleaded shyly.

Jim could only nod his consent. He had been waiting to see
this lovely body all of his life. Marilyn got up and turned so
that he could release her zipper. She removed the red dress, and
Jim noticed the visible goose flesh as she did so. He had ob-
viously helped her attain temperature hallucination. She was ac-
tually chilly. Jim went over to a near-by arm chair and retrieved
an afghan to place around her. By this time she had removed her
bra but modestly kept her back to Jim. He placed the afghan
around her shivering shoulders and drew her to him.

Marilyn melted back into his arms and could feel his meat
pressed against her warming buttocks. He felt her fumble a little
and turn to look into his eyes. “You have been so very kind to
me. This is absolutely frightening not knowing exactly when they
will come for us,” Marilyn whispered.

Jim eased her down on the “boat seat” and gathered her to
him to increase her warmth. His nose was blessed with the scent
of her hair and the warmth of her body. Again their eyes met. Her
mouth opened ever so slightly as her eyes began to close. Closer
and closer their lips came to touching. At last he could feel her
hot breath bleeding into his own lungs; a kiss of gratitude
turned quickly into a kiss of passion and need. The afghan fell
from her shoulders.

Moments later his strong hands were on her body. Touching
softly and moving on. Her back flexed as his hands moved slowly
up and down its spine resting on her buttocks. She considered
stopping, but she couldn’t make herself. Her own hands began to
experiment with the muscles of his body. She felt them ripple to
her touch as a soft moan escaped his lips. This slight sound lit
off lovely explosions in her head. His hands were on her thighs
touching every inch as softly as an angel’s kiss. She knew she
was wet with anticipation and hunger. Uncontrollably, her hand
soon found the hardness of the staff in his pants. Her control
was gone and she didn’t care.

His hands were under her heavy breasts cupping and teasing
her ripe, hard nipples. Once when she was a child she experienced
a fever that was accompanied by a shivering phenomenon. As his
fingers touched her dark pink nipples, this experience was
relived. She began to press her wet, hairy mound into the seat
for some simple relief from the mounting frustration. His tongue
was on her neck tracing love notes. It then moved to her heaving
swollen breasts.

She felt teeth and lips on her blood-engorged nipples. Again
a shivering took control of her body, and ripples of excitement
thundered through her body. His hand traveled down to that moist,
fragrant hole of her womanhood. Explosions went off in her head
as his hand crept inside her panties to feel her slippery cunt.
He inserted one finger inside her body and then another. In cir-
cular motions he soon brought her to heaven. The bone shaking
convulsions continued on and on. She had never experienced such
an orgasm. Would there never be an end to this joy? She prayed
there would not. Her jerking and moaning brought yet additional
growth to his throbbing cock.

As if drawn by a magnet, her lips traversed the distance be-
tween his hairy chest and his huge staff. Soon she brought that
gentle monster inside she mouth and teased it with delight. He
was bone hard and bursting with excitement. Her soft mouth sucked
him deep inside to her waiting throat. Something was happening to
her. Up and down went her hungry mouth as her tongue gave him yet
new pleasures. She couldn’t seem to get enough of this warrior
spear into her throat. Deeper and deeper she sucked the huge cock
into her mouth until her lips brushed the depths of his public
wire. With each inch her moans grew in volume and intensity.

His head was spinning as he whispered in her ear that he had
never had such tender bliss. The heat rising from her cunt was
quite amazing. He took her swollen sex lips in his mouth and
sucked and nibbled for minutes, his tongue teasing and probing.
All the while, one of his hands was squeezing her buttocks with
such strength it doubled her excitement. His other hand gently
twisted one of her hard nipples. He sucked her sweet love juice
and drank from her wriggling body, swallowing the divine cream
with animal-like relish.

Her soft pussy was going into spasms now, and he felt the
muscles in her vagina grab for his teasing tongue as he lanced it
into her tense body. Her smooth, rounded hips were jerking up and
down as she attempted to shove as much cunt into his mouth as she
possible could. Spreading her legs wide apart, he raised her but-
tocks in his hands and kissed at her dripping fanny, his nose
completely buried and lost in the dark, springy hairs of her
mound.

The lips of her sweet cunt were now spread very wide apart,
in a way that completely exposed her deep, hot cavern, the soft
lips of her slit parting and pulsing with desire. The pinkish
flesh gleamed with her love juice, which trickled and oozed down
her tunnel and greased everything ready for the fuck that she was
dying for.

Taking his fat, throbbing weapon in both hands, he took the
tip and rubbed it all over the slippery opening of her slit,
smearing it with her juices. She had the look of a hungry animal.
She didn’t want fucked any longer; she needed it. Lowering him-
self on her body, he slid seven inches of cock into her eager
hole. Her cunt swallowed every hot, steaming inch of it, the
membranes inside her gripped his penis as he rammed it deeper and
deeper into the liquid cauldron. The walls of her inner cunt con-
tracted tightly around this invading rod.

This deprived love tunnel seemed to quiver and clutch,
enclosing the unyielding bulk of his cock in a loving grasp. The
tip of his prick was pressing against her cavity. He enjoyed the
depth of penetration for a few seconds more then grunted with
pleasure as her vaginal muscles squeezed his cock in a milking
action. In a motion that didn’t dislodge his towering piston, he
swung her over and placed her above him. Her heavy glistening
breasts swayed in his pleasure-filled face. His tongue reached up
to thank each rock-hard nipple in its own way for presenting such
an erotic view.

He began to see-saw in and out of her as she began to lever
herself up and down the long, thick pole which impaled her. Her
juices were soaking her pubic hair and the slopping, slushing,
slurping sounds from her clasping cunt were erotic music to their
ears. As she cried for it he bucked his hips even faster, match-
ing her up and down motion, her belly smacking against his with
audible slaps of flesh as she clung to him. He hung on to her,
trying to steady her, staring avidly at her bouncing tits when
she pulled away to view the penetration. A wail of ecstasy ripped
from her mouth as the violent explosion of her climax pushed
through the membranes of her passion pit, milking his cock with
the loving vise of her wet sheath.

With one last frantic thrust, his cock exploded; shooting
his cream in a steady stream of fantastic release. She had never
had such excitement. It was new, wonderful and needed. It went on
and on with such convulsive pleasure that she was sure she would
pass out. She could have easily taken more of what that cock
promised. Jim snapped his fingers, and Marilyn saw the bright
orange sun rise over a sleepy horizon. Around her were the
loveliest trees she had ever seen. Sea gulls sang sweet melodies
as she closed her eyes and welcomed the heat of a new tropical
day.

Jim gently placed his hands around her resting face and
kissed her on the forehead. He told her to awake and remember
everything. This was one of the most wonderful times he had ever
had, and he was sure that Marilyn was pleased with the outcome.
The most wondrous thing about it was the fact that another
pleasure trip was just a snap of the fingers away. Maybe next
weekend.

CHAPTER THREE - MIND SEX

“You are now more deeply asleep than you have ever been.
Your body is weightless and seems to float among the clouds. You
can’t feel your arms or legs. All tension has bled from your
muscles, and you are at complete peace. You are traveling down an
escalator. As the moments pass, you are going deeper and deeper
into a warm and satisfying trance. You feel more safe and com-
fortable than you ever have.

“Am I correct when I say that you are interested in mentally
living through a fantasy as a spy in Russia?” Jim inquired of his
subject Maggie.

“Yesss. I want to live my fantasy of being a sexy fem fatale
sent into Russia to extract secrets from a Russian munitions
scientist. I want it to be the sexiest and more exciting ex-
perience of my life,” Maggie explained in a slow, far-away voice.

Jim continued, “You have been sent to Russia under the
pretense of developing trade between the U.S.A. and the Soviet
Union. You work for World Trade Developers in Moscow. You are the
sexiest woman in the city. You have been moving in the upper
crust society of the Soviet Union in an effort to promote
products for the United States and surreptitiously obtain the
plans for a powerful laser weapon for your government.

“You are at a cocktail party sponsored by the Kremlin to
enhance new markets of world trade. Around you are hundreds of
people, many of which you are sure work for the K.G.B. You have
to be careful. If your cover is blown, you will have your own
personal tour of Siberia.

“You have just met Aleksei Vladimirovich a week ago, a supe-
rior looking young man of thirty-five years of age. You are
hoping that you will see him at this party. The intelligence net-
work assures you that Vladimirovich has top security clearance,
and the plans for the laser weapon are at his flat.

“Alex, as you affectionately refer to him, is very well
built, 6′4″, 210 pounds, works out every day and has a face that
looks like it was chiseled out of marble. His hair is blond and
his eyes are a deep azure blue. He showed a great deal of inter-
est in you last week when you were at his office on another mat-
ter. You can imagine the size of his cock by the lovely bulge
resting in his trousers, and you are grateful for the opportunity
to work on this project.

“You glide through the room in your well-fitted sapphire
blue dress. It clings to you, accenting your lovely breasts and
rolling buttocks. Every person’s eyes are on you, and each step
you take excites you more. You are casually looking for Alex as
you enjoy the attention that both men and women are showering you
with. Your eye catches a glimpse of him standing on the other
side of the room speaking with a beautiful young Russian girl.
Your heart sinks to think that your plans may be delayed by this
union.

“Jorgi, a chemical engineer for one of the companies you
have been dealing with, asks you to dance. Your eyes remain glued
to Alex and his conversation partner as you agree to dance with
Jorgi. If he is not a strong dance leader, you may be able to
sway him closer to Alex to overhear his conversation. Jorgi is a
strong young man with more than a casual interest in you. It
feels good to be in his arms and feel his body against yours. You
can feel yourself responding to the excitement you feel from him
as your bodies move more closely together with the soft music.

“Jorgi holds your breasts close to his chest with his hot
hand at the curve of your soft hip. Gradually his left leg moves
between your legs to feel the heat of your womanhood. All the
while you are moving closer to Alex with ease, as Jorgi’s mind is
preoccupied with the feel of your soft yielding body. You can
feel new strength and size as Jorgi’s growing, climbing staff
kisses your leg in its travels upward. You are finding it in-
creasingly more difficult to concentrate on Alex’s conversation.
Jorgi’s stiff penis is not shy. It has become a hard wad of male
meat nestled in your tightening belly.

“Your concentration holds; you are a professional, and you
are encouraged that your ability to control is increasing. The
music ends, and Jorgi doesn’t seem to want to let go of you. He
asks if he can call you from time to time in his broken, but sexy
English. You assure him that it would be wonderful to hear from
him and notice that Alex is looking at you. You try not to give
Jorgi the ‘bum’s rush’ but can’t take the chance of Alex direct-
ing his attention elsewhere. ‘Excuse me,’ you direct to Jorgi, ‘I
have to speak with Alex. Please do call, I’d love to see you
again’ as you walk casually toward Alex.

“A server walks by with a tray of champagne and offers a
glass. You take the drink as a prop and find that you are a bit
thirsty. Suddenly the glass is empty. ‘Has champagne glass with
hole in it for you?’ Alex queried with his version of English.

“You offer your best seductive smile as you respond, ‘I sup-
pose the warmth of the night has joined hands with the majesty of
your lovely country to dry out the old pipes.’ Alex looks at you
with confusion about what your answer means. ‘Yes,’ you simplify,
‘I was very thirsty. The glass was with hole in it for me,’ you
smile.

“Now, at the count of three, you will wake up and be with
Alex in his car. He has graciously offered to escort you to your
hotel room. You will try to convince him that it would be better
to go elsewhere. You must get into his flat. When he snaps his
fingers once, you will be alone with him in his flat.

“You are beginning to feel more sexy than you ever have
before. Your senses are heightened, and every touch will send
waves of sensuous excitement through your body. You know that you
must give Alex more pleasure than he has known in order to escape
with the secrets you have come for. If Alex puts his tongue in
the crook of your neck and his penis is inside your body, you
will feel his cock grow inside of you. It will expand to a full
ten inches in length, stretching the walls of your hot cunt, and
two and a half inches in girth pressing the sensitive lips of
your womanhood outward. Each time his tongue enters your body,
you will have a small climax. You can have hundreds of orgasms.
When he holds your face in his hands, looks into your eyes and
kisses you on the forehead, you will fall back into a deep sleep
but you will remember everything when you do wake up. Do you
understand?”

“Yes, I understand,” she said in the far-away voice of the
sleeping.

Jim began, “One, two, three. Wake up feeling sexier than you
ever have before. You are hot and mysterious and bursting with
excitement.”

“Alex, it was good of you to offer to take me home, but
there are so many people at my hotel that will tease me if I show
up with you. You know how cruel fellow workers can be. Would you
mind if we went someplace else instead?” Maggie asked in a plead-
ing fashion with her cleavage giving yet additional messages.

“You would want for to go to Aleksei’s flat? I have wonder-
ful musik and compelling wine. We will get knowing each another
more best. And crowds make uncomfortable most for me also,” Alex
commented in his sexiest voice as his hand rested provocatively
on Maggie’s upper thigh.

“That would be great Alex. It’s early and we have the whole
night to get to know each other better. Drive on,” Maggie sug-
gested with a hungry smile.”

“Alex” snapped his fingers and they were in his flat. “I
will put musik to play and get blood of grape for I and you,” Jim
played the part with no little relish. “Make comfortable and
relax yourself.” Maggie’s eyes began photographing the room, not
forgetting that in addition to her building lust, she must find
the plans for the laser weapon.

Maggie watched Jim’s muscles ripple as he walked across the
room. He felt her eyes glued to him everywhere he walked. Jim
knew that his body was merely average and that Maggie didn’t see
it as average. He knew that with her mind she was able to make
“Alex” look anyway that she wanted him to look. She would ob-
viously make him look great. Her libido was working overtime, and
the heat developing in the center of loins only served to improve
the situation. Jim’s cock began to tingle, and he developed a
heaviness in his groin that would require release before too
long.

Maggie soon began to tingle all over her throbbing body. The
excitement of what she hoped would soon happen sent shivers
through her beautiful body. Jim left the room, went down the hall
and returned in a pair of sweat pants and sweat shirt with the
sleeves removed. There was some writing on the shirt, but she
couldn’t figure out what it said. The music began to play softly
as he returned with a tray of wine with two glasses. The cork was
removed, and he poured two half glasses; seating himself next to
Maggie, he offered a glass to her extended hand.

With little time having passed, the empty glasses found
their respective place on the huge, glass-topped cocktail table
and Maggie found herself in Alex’s arms. She offered her lips to
his hungry mouth, and the tingling increased dramatically. Her
fingers and hands painted his arms and chest with a fervor as her
lust continued to build. Shivers drove through her as his fingers
began to release the buttons to her “sapphire blue dress.” She
felt the material tease her soft shoulders and back as it was
slowly drawn over her skin. With a snap maneuver that surprised
her, her bra fell away in one motion exposing her undulating
breasts and erect nipples to Alex’s gaze and touch. The heat in
her brain became almost unbearable. ‘Fuck, Fuck, Fuck’ were the
only words repeated in her mind.

She began envisioning the muscles of his strong ass flexing
as he drove his bone deep into her wet sheath. She imagined the
hair surrounding his erect staff mingling with her own pubic gar-
den as the rain of the combined love juices served to grease
their journey to eruption. She could see the tip of his engorged
fuck tool, glowing with her pussy juice; a huge purple knob rest-
ing atop a thick, rigid pole adorned with bulging veins feeding
the strength and length of his hardness. She could feel the
weight of his hairy balls on her tight anal button, glistening
with the milk of her natural lubrication. She could see the hair
lying deep and low in the crack between her wiggling buttocks;
wet and clinging as he drove his cock meat into the center of her
being.

As Jim moved his hands to and from heaving tits, rigid
nipples, glistening buttocks and wet cavern, his mind also embel-
lished the moments and searched for erotic sights, sounds and
smells. He could imagine her hands gently cradling his hairy cum
nuts. He could feel her lips begin to move on his throbbing,
straining penis. First she teased; soon she devoured his broad
column.

The time for imagining was gone. Jim ran his tongue from one
nipple to another circling each and gently nipping at each. Down
between the cleft of her wiggling titties his tongue traveled.
Down her stomach the wet tongue set fires until it rested in her
panting navel. His teeth bared themselves and bit at her hip
bones sending new shivers up and down her spine as his hands
filled with the fleshy meat of her tight buttocks. Closer and
closer his mouth moved toward her feminine, and fragrant hole.

Bang! Jim’s tongue entered Maggie’s love tunnel and she
began to quiver in climax. She had never felt anything quite like
this. It wasn’t a roaring, earth-shaking orgasm. It was as if she
had been plugged into and electrical outlet. She could feel
electric shocks traveling between her pussy, her ass hole and her
marble-hard nipples and back again. It came again, and again, and
again. She became dizzy and drove her fuck box against Jim’s
intruding face. After the first few jolts, Maggie began trying to
count the eruptions to herself. ‘One, two, three, four, fiiiive,
holy shit, that was a great one, six, seven, eiggggg, Oh fuck,
can it get better than this?’ Maggie wondered.

Jim withdrew his tongue and turned her over. His tongue
moved slowly up the back of her thighs, nipping at the taunt back
of her knees. Painting the back of her thighs with his saliva,
Jim soon drove his tongue into the crack of her ass. Maggie threw
her ass up in the air, and Jim’s tongue drove deep into her cunt
hole once again. Bang! Another electric shock fired through her
wiggling frame. Teasing it’s way up Maggie’s back, Jim’s tongue
played on her shoulder blades and dipped into her glistening arm
pits. She could now feel his hard meat resting in the gully be-
tween the balls of her ass cheeks. She knew she needed that bone
deep in her guts.

Now Maggie took the offensive. Pushing Jim over to lie on
his back, she was on him with hands and tongue. Licking his swol-
len balls, she saw his huge staff grow again. Her hand stroked
his love pole, and she saw the fluid begin to come to the tip of
his lust weapon. Her hungry eyes danced from rippling belly, to
hairy chest, to the purple tip of his spear. In one motion his
cock was driven deep into her throat. It was stopped when it met
resistance from the throat muscles, but only briefly. Given the
chance to adjust, her throat opened even further, and the cock
finished its journey and was embedded deep in her throat. She had
taken it all, and her lips rested in his wiry public hair. Driv-
ing it in and out gave Jim a wonderful sensation as the head of
his cock was systematically squeezed and released by the involun-
tary muscles of her throat. He would soon cum if he didn’t stop
now, and he wanted to squirt his load into Maggie’s hot pussy.

Turning her over in one quick motion, Jim spread her legs to
expose her soaked honey pot. Resting on his knees, he lowered his
face once again to her pit. Bang! The shock provided yet addi-
tional orgasms. She drove her hot pussy against his face like a
crazed animal, grunting and crying, “Oh fuck, fuck me, fuck my
deep hole, spread my hairy cunt and fuck it deep. Shove your
great cum stick into my quim and dump your hot load.”

“No! I want to see you play with your body. I want to see
you fuck yourself and pinch your hard nipples. I want to see you
finger fuck your hole and cum for me,” Jim insisted.

“Don’t make me wait, Alex. I need your cock in my hole. I
need you to squeeze my ass cheeks as you drive your thick cock
into my pussy. Please!” Maggie begged.

“Do it baby! Show me your beautiful titties. Pinch your
rock-hard nipples. Dig in your hole with your hand and show me
how you are going to cum hard for me. Show me how much you want
my bone in your hole,” Jim demanded as she began to moan and
comply with his demands.

Maggie filled her hands with her own heavy, yet firm breasts
and squeezed hard. Filling her hands with tit flesh, she offered
her raised and tight nipples to Jim’s glance. Sliding her hands
toward the center of each breast, she grabbed each nipple between
forefinger and thumb and began to pinch and roll the puckered
nipple flesh. This sent waves of additional excitement through
her lust-racked body.

Her hips began to bounce on the bed as if there was an im-
aginary cock driving deep inside of her. Releasing one ripe
nipple, her hand traveled down her stomach, pressing as it went
to delve into her waiting, wet bush. Nervous fingers separate the
lips of her cunt hole to cover them with the slick juice of her
desire. Jim watched as her glistening fingers moved to her love
button, pinching and pulling she was forced to grunt deeply and
begin shaking her breast with her other hand.

Releasing her clit, her middle finger slipped effortlessly
into her wet cunt. She began pumping this single digit in and
out. Soon a second finger was introduced to the hot cavern, and
then a third. Deeper and deeper she drove her hand into her
steaming cunt. She released her other breast and used the other
hand to help pump her womanhood and furiously rub her clit. As
both hands were centered mindlessly on her loins, her breasts
were squeezed together as two huge mounds of shaking flesh
adorned by hot pink nipples reaching for the ceiling. Jim’s hand
continued to slowly stroke his organ as he watched Maggie pound-
ing her pussy deeply. He was positioned between her outstretched
legs and she was beginning to climax. Her beautiful face
tightened as her lips were pulled taunt across it. Her eyes were
closed tightly, leaving wrinkles to frame them. The tendons in
her neck rose as if straining to keep her head on her shoulders.
Her head twisted back and forth, from side to side.

Reaching toward her, Jim grabbed her wet hands and placed
them against his lips. He tasted this woman and smelled the
fragrance of her orgasm. If only he could bottle this scent!
Moving to one side of her, Jim rolled her over. He began massag-
ing the muscles of her back to reduce the tension she had built
up. His hands found her rubbery ass cheeks and deeply moved these
mounds of flesh. Maggie began to moan once again. He massaged the
muscles of her neck and began kissing her ear lobes and neck. She
began to stir again.

Jim placed one of his knees between her legs into the wet
pit of her hot snatch and continued to rub her back. Ever-so-
slowly, Maggie began grinding her groin into his hard knee and
thigh. Jim pressed ahead as his eyes were blessed with the vision
of her buttocks wrapped around his leg and the sides of her
breasts pushed out by the pressure of the mounds resting on the
bed.

Turning her over once again, Jim laid next to her and kissed
her gently on her hot lips. His lips traveled to her resting
nipples bringing them to life again. He again placed himself be-
tween her legs and kissed her navel. Soon his face was resting
over her fragrant pussy. Bang! His tongue dove into her depths
and sent her convulsing again. Before Maggie knew what was hap-
pening, Jim fell forward in one motion and his dick effortlessly
found its mark. It was deep inside of Maggie’s grasping cunt but
it remained motionless. She tried to move under his weight to
drive the pole in and out, but Jim did not move. He nuzzled his
nose into the crook of her neck and allowed his tongue to dart
against her skin.

With this move, Maggie felt something she did not know she
could feel. “Alex” had a great cock. It must be eight inches in
length and two inches wide. However, it was growing. She could
feel it getting longer and spreading her cunt lips farther apart.
She felt as if she would explode, but didn’t care if she did.
When Jim’s cock has reached it’s full “ten inches in length and
two and a half inches in girth,” Maggie felt completely full of
cock. Jim now began to move this monster pole into Maggie’s
depths. Each stroke seemed to bring another climax. She didn’t
know anyone could fit this much fuck bone into a cunt no matter
how big or lubricated it was.

Jim continued to move his raging penis into Maggie’s love
tunnel until he could hold off no longer. He could feel the cum
boiling in his balls. The feeling was so intense that he thought
that he could feel the cum traveling from the bottom of his legs
and from his very brain. He reached under Maggie and filled his
hands with her quaking ass cheeks as his cock continued to drive
deep into her being. Her breasts and belly were now soaked with
his perspiration and covered with his dislodged hair as he lifted
himself to watch his glistening penis drive into Maggie’s body.
Her grunts resembled those of an animal driven by primordial
lust.

Jim’s cock exploded with one wave after another. His thick
cream came in gobs painting the walls of Maggie’s greasy cunt.
She could feel the overflow of cum pressing out of her hole
around his shaft, flowing down and cooling her hot ass hole. She
continued to buck hard against Jim, pulling his thick cock into
her with her heals pounding his flexing ass muscles.

Maggie’s explosion was so intense that she either passed out
or lost her sight for a short time. She could see nothing with
her eyes, but the vision of Jim’s hard driving cock was burned
into her mind’s eye. As her ecstasy subsided, she laid there and
continued to feel tingling throughout her spent body. Jim
couldn’t or did not want to move.

He was almost asleep when he sensed Maggie moving about the
room. ‘Shit! He thought to himself. She is probably trying to
find the plans. I better not let this go any farther. “Maggie!
Did you need something?” Jim inquired.

“No Alex. I was just looking for a towel,” she responded as
she returned to the side of the bed.

“Sit here next to me for a moment,” Jim requested patting
the bed next to him. She sat but looked a bit nervous. Jim placed
his hands on either side of her face, looked into her eyes and
kissed her on the forehead. Maggie melted back onto the bed and
fell into a deep sleep once again. “You have found the plans
while Alex was sleeping, dressed and slipped out of the flat
without being detected. You are now safely away, back in your own
country, feeling wonderful and well rested. When I snap my
fingers you will begin to wake up slowly and remember everything
that happened. Do you understand?”

Again, the far away response of “yes” came from her lips.
She was lovely laying there on the bed. Jim was reluctant to wake
her up because she looked so peaceful and angelic.

Time was getting late, and Jim knew that Maggie would want
to get tidied up. Snapping his fingers, Jim said gently, “wake up
now feeling refreshed and comfortable. Maggie opened her eyes
slowly and allowed her glance to travel the room. Her glance
finally rested on Jim at the side of the bed.

“That was absolutely the most exciting time I’ve even spent.
I have never been that hot, and I know I never came that many
times in a month. Thank you so much for teaching me a great deal
about myself and my own sexuality, Jim. Promise me we will take
other trips together,” she pleaded.

“Trips are my specialty Maggie. If you have the gas, I can
drive. I too enjoyed it more than I can say. Jorgi did feel a
little left out. Maybe you’ll have a chance to spend some time
with him in the future. I plan to teach you how to accomplish
that with or without me. But that’ll be another story,” Jim con-
cluded with a smile.

CHAPTER FOUR - MIND SEX

It was Sunday evening, and Jim was tripping through the
channels with his trusty remote. Low and behold, Captain James T.
Kirk of the Starship Enterprise was listening to Bones explaining
that he was a doctor and not a miracle worker. Spock was sharp-
ening his ears to deal with the next catastrophe, and it dawned
on Jim that one of his computer correspondent pals was a Sci Fi
aficionado.

Jim had the opportunity to communicate frequently with her
over the phone lines, through the computer, but had never met
her. Her computer handle was Star; not an uncommon name for a Sci
Fi buff. He had seen a photo of her, that he downloaded in what
is referred to as a GIF format; a digitized representation of a
photo that has been scanned into a computer. The photo was, as
she suggested, somewhat old, but all of the same characteristics
must still be present. She was an exciting-looking woman sporting
shoulder length brown hair, a lovely smile, large breasts and a
well-defined waist. Her wit assured Jim that she was someone that
he would enjoy being with.

She had indicated some interest in hypnosis, but said that
it had been tried before with her to no avail. Further, she
shared that she had a very vivid imagination and did love sex a
great deal. Her main interest was in satisfying her partner.
“Would you be willing to have me try working with you one day to
determine if you have the ability to go into a trance?” Jim asked
during one of their frequent conversations.

“Well, I think we have gotten to know one another well
enough. I wouldn’t be opposed to it, but I really don’t think
that it will do any good. Do you think Thursday will be good for
you,” she asked.

“I don’t think I have anything pressing. I’ll double check
and leave a message for you on the system. Just leave your ad-
dress and the time you want me to show up. If there’s a problem,
I’ll let you know, and we can make it another time,” Jim urged.

Star’s mind began to question. ‘Wouldn’t it be great to make
love in a space ship? I wonder what kind of a guy this Jim really
is? Could I really be hypnotized? I wonder how it would feel to
have a Romulan’s thick cock inside of me? Does a Romulan have a
cock?’ The questions continued to flow with no distinct result in
mind. The thought of it, none-the-less was making her horny. She
hoped that Thursday would bring some interesting answers.

Jim returned home from the office and turned on his com-
puter. In only seconds he was on line with the bulletin board
system and found that there was a message for him. His eyes lit
up when he saw that Star had left him the information about her
address, general directions and the time of eight o’clock. He im-
mediately keyed in the information advising her that the date and
time were fine, and that he would be happy to be there.

Method would be the difficulty. Jim knew that if Star was
intelligent and had a vivid imagination, she should be very sus-
ceptible to hypnosis. Her problem was likely that no one took
enough time to relax her sufficiently to allow the suggestions to
do their work. Jim had devised a method that had worked several
times in the past and would introduce Star to it when they met.

Thursday arrived and Jim started to drive over to Star’s
house. He was about fifteen minutes early so he decided to just
ride about the neighborhood. At 8:00 o’clock he drew together the
courage to approach Star’s door. After a brief wait the door
opened to reveal a lovely woman with a warm smile and look of
slight apprehension. “Jim?” she asked, wondering if this could be
her previously unseen friend. A wordless smile assured her that
this was indeed Jim, and she invited him to enter. “Please made
yourself comfortable, Jim. I thought I would get us a drink.
Would you like a glass of white wine?, she queried.

“That would be great Star; but please don’t go to any
trouble,” Jim pleaded in his best manner. He walked into the
living room and settled in what appeared to be a comfortable
chair. Soon Star returned with a tray bearing a bottle of chilled
wine, a cork screw and two stemmed glasses. He couldn’t help but
to notice her warm body as it swayed into the room. She appealed
to him in several respects. He already knew that she had a
pleasant enough personality, and now he saw that she was also
physically appealing. “Would you like to begin right away, Star?”
he asked.

“Whenever you’re ready, Jim,” she responded. Jim asked her
to pour herself a glass of wine and have a seat in a comfortable
chair. She did so and selected a chair close to Jim. She sipped
on the wine and leaned back to become comfortable. Jim slowly
took her through a series of relaxation exercises and noticed
that she was making fine progress. He decided to deepen the
trance and see what happened. She was indeed imaginative and
seemed to be a good subject. The trance was deepened once again.
She was mentally brought down deeper and deeper by visualizing an
escalator reaching to the depths of her mind. Jim could see the
muscles of her body begin to relax as she sunk into the chair.

“You are now in a deeper sleep than you have ever been
before, Star. You are a very sensual woman, and you can feel
yourself tingling all over. There is a warmth spreading
throughout your lovely body, teasing your full breasts and paint-
ing your womanhood. It merely serves to make you more comfortable
and relaxed. You have often shared an interest in Science Fic-
tion. I am going to take you on a journey that will enable you to
experience things that you have never felt before. From time to
time you will perceive yourself to be in danger, but I stress
that at no time will I allow anything to happen to you. If at any
time you become too concerned, you may fall into a natural sleep
and awaken slowly; unafraid and well rested. You are not com-
pelled to do anything against your will. If you encounter any-
thing that you are uncomfortable with, feel free to share that
with me. Do you understand?” Jim asked. Star nodded slowly, and
Jim continued.

“You will become the character in this story, and you will
see, hear and feel everything that the character does.

“Star finds herself in a strange land. There are colors she
has never seen, sounds she’s never heard and smells that have
never touched her senses. There is an abundance of lovely trees
and flowers that blend to offer her eyes the most wondrous gift.
She can hear a waterfall close by and smell the moisture in the
air. Her heart is racing in anticipation of what experience she
may meet.

“She is science officer and has just ridden a light beam to
this strange planet’s surface. Star is under orders of the Cap-
tain of the vessel which has brought her to this strange globe.
She is on a mission to discover if there exists intelligent life
on this planet. She looks about and sees Maagnex, a citizen of
Szinval. Earth and Szinval have entered into an alliance of joint
adventure to search the galaxy for other potential allies in
their common battle against an evil galactic empire. Maagnex is
neither man nor woman. Szinvalites have the ability to self
reproduce and re-generate themselves.

“As she exchanges wary glances with her new partner, sud-
denly she sees a slow flash of bluish energy strike Maagnex
squarely in the chest. It drops to the reddish ground, and she
immediately pulls her ultra-sound weapon. Her eyes flash from
colorful rock to unrecognized tree in an effort to locate the
source of the assassin. She sees movement to the left, and
quickly turns and trains her weapon on the area of movement. A
scale-covered creature peeks out from behind a green rock and
takes aim. Star’s weapon is discharged, and an inhuman sound
issues forth from behind the rock.

“Cautiously, she approaches the spot where the sound came
from. Her eyes fix on what appears to be a monster of regal
proportions. He must have stood eight feet tall. He was com-
pletely naked and covered with reptilian scales. She believes
that it must have been a male because of the rather large sex or-
gans that resembled those of a human man. In the distance, she
hears animal-like sounds and see several similar creatures ap-
proaching. She is grateful that they don’t look too bright.
Quickly she returns to Maagnex and begins to usher it into what
appears to be a cave off to her left. As she drags Maagnex into
the cave, she feels a slight upward pull.

“She enters further into the cave and Maagnex soon feels al-
most weightless. Suddenly, she feels herself rising up into the
air in the interior of the cave. Maagnex is following her. She
settles gently onto the ceiling of the cave. She is only twenty
feet into the cave, and she feels almost weightless. The whole
world seems to be up side down. As she pulls Maagnex further into
the cave, her weight seems to increase. There was never anything
like this in her star manual. Gravity becomes reversed in this
bizarre cave.

“Her journey continues as she attempts to find a place where
she can administer aid to Maagnex and notify her Captain. Soon
she finds a small pool of water, resting comfortably in the ceil-
ing of the cave. Maagnex groans, and she harbors some hope that
it will recover sufficiently to return to the ship’s medical
staff. Its wounds are dressed to such an extent to stop the
slight bleeding that occurred, and she reaches for her communica-
tion device. ‘Star to Command,’ she hails the ship.

“There is no answer and her concern increases that the
reverse field that she has encountered has hampered her ability
to reach her ship. She must return to the mouth of the cave in an
effort to contact the ship. She decides to wait in hopes that her
unwanted visitors outside the cave will take their fallen warrior
and leave the area. If the crew of the ship does not hear from
Star soon, they will surely investigate.

“Minutes passed like lazy hours. She decides to approach the
entrance to the cave to try again to communicate with the ship.
Stealthily, she moves across the ceiling of the cave. She begins
to feel more weightless again. Just as she sees the opening, she
feels a presence and smells an odor that she can not identify.
Her weapon is advanced before her. Instantly, her arm is in the
cold grip of something or someone unidentifiable. The pressure on
her wrist is so severe that her weapon floats away. In one swift,
powerful motion she feels her suit stripped from her to expose
her bountiful breasts and vacillating thighs.

“It was one of the creatures that she had encountered upon
arrival. Her heart pounds as she fights this frightening crea-
ture. His cold, scaled hands gently but menacingly reach for her
curving breasts and strokes her taunt buttocks wiggling toward
freedom. Suddenly her panties disappear in one movement exposing
a tuft of soft hair which protects her velvety pussy lips. Her
mind is racing. This creature is trying to rape her. She sees his
engorged, towering member standing in an erect fashion. It has
increased in size and must now be twenty inches in length and a
full four inches wide. His balls are like two soft coconuts,
devoid of hair.

“There is no possible way that she can survive such an as-
sault. Star reaches deep within herself to muster all of her
strength and lashes out with her foot at his huge balls. After
the thud which sounded foreboding, she looks into his eyes to
determine what damage is done. It appeared as though he smiled.
Her concern turns to panic. As they float through the air, she is
helpless to stop his drive. His cold hand reaches into the
crevice of her ass, and he spreads her legs with his strong
finger-like extensions. His other hand is around her waist, and
he draws her to him. Closer and closer his huge cock comes to her
straining pussy. It touches the lips of her pussy, and she fights
him away once again. Her strength is quickly subsiding, and she
knows that only moments stand between her and agony.

“Zap… the report of a ultra-sound weapon steals through
the cave. Star looks into the face of her assailant to find a
stupid, confused look which seemed to linger motionless. The
creature relaxed and seemed to float over into the corner of the
cavern. Star remained floating in the cave, and soon her eyes
fell upon Captain Jim Mandrel standing at the entrance to the
grotto. Star’s relief was beyond words. ‘Are you OK, Star?’ asked
Jim.

“‘Yes Captain. I’ve never been so glad to see anyone in my
life; in the life I almost didn’t have any more. Thank you.’

“‘I’ve never seen a reverse gravity cave before. Is Maagnex
in there with you?’ the Captain inquired as he attempted to
divert his eyes out of deference to Star’s nakedness.

“‘Yes Captain. I don’t know what kind of shape it’s in. It
took a pretty bad shot to the chest,’ she responded as she sud-
denly realized that she didn’t have a stitch of clothing on.

“The Captain explains that their is a security team outside.
He asks them to wait so that Star will not be embarrassed. He
enters the cave and she feels his eyes on her body as she
modestly attempts to cover herself as well as she may with her
hands. The Captain sees her heavy breasts floating in the air.
Her buttocks wiggle nicely as she moves her legs in an effort to
maintain balance. He indicates that he will need some help get-
ting Maagnex to the entrance to the cave. She puts her modesty on
the back burner and follows him to the rear of the cavern. She
feels her weight shift as the gravity once again begins to pull
on her breasts and buttocks. This is one of the strangest feel-
ings she has ever had. It is exciting. It is equally exciting how
the Captain looks at her body and tries to pretend not to see it.

“Star assists Captain Mandrel carry Maagnex to the entrance
to the cavern. He indicates that she should stay well within the
cave until he returns with a new uniform for her. He helped her
locate her weapon and left the cavern with Maagnex into the hands
of the security team waiting to assist,” Jim instructed Star.

As Jim was giving the suggestions to Star as she reclined in
the chair, he noticed that she was becoming excited from time to
time. She seemed to enjoy the weightless feeling that she found
in the cave. He decided to help her capitalize on the feeling.

“You are still in the cavern, warm but naked. You remain in
the weightless area of the cave and are enjoying a feeling that
you have never felt before. Your breasts are large but seem to
float in the air. It is almost similar to swimming in the buff.
You can feel the warm, damp air all around you; kissing your
thighs, teasing your nipples and separating your buttocks. You
enjoy the thought of Captain Mandrel sneaking peeks at your
lovely body. You enjoyed the feeling as you brushed up against
him as you assisted him removing Maagnex from the cave. You begin
to think how it would be to make love in mid-air.

“Almost uncontrollably, your hands reach up and caress your
breasts and tweak you nipples as you wait for the Captain to
return. Suspended in the air you reach behind you to feel the
texture of your buttocks. As you cup one breast with one hand,
the other dips into your own cave to feel its wetness. You are
not sure whether it was the fear of the creature or the excite-
ment that Captain Mandrel offered that made you as wet as you
are. You slip one finger inside of your honey pot; then another
and yet another. You begin to pinch and pull at your nipples.

“When I snap my fingers once, you will open your eyes. You
will be in the cavern in a weightless state. You will notice that
the Captain has returned and has been watching you from the
shadows. You may feel free to deal with this in any way you see
fit. When I snap my fingers again, you will wake up completely
and feel wonderfully rested and completely relaxed. The next time
that I snap my fingers twice and tell you to relax, you will fall
into a deep sleep just as you have this time. Do you understand
all that I have told you, Star?” Jim asked.

“Yes. I understand,” Star said in an almost imperceptible
voice.

Jim snapped his fingers and Star opened her eyes. She jumped
as if she were startled and immediately covered herself with her
hands. She sheepishly looked at Jim and began searching for
words.

“I’m sorry Captain. It was just a strange feeling; something
that I have never felt before. I don’t usually touch myself. I
prefer to leave that to someone else,” Star offered.

Jim returned, “with a body like that, I think I would touch
it as often as I could. I’m kind of sorry now that I never paid
more attention to you. This atmosphere is exciting. It must be
something like skinny-dipping. I brought a new uniform for you. I
hope that I got the size right.”

“I was just thinking the same thing.. about skinny-dipping I
mean. It is uncanny how wonderful it feels. If you don’t think
you’ll be missed for a while, we could always explore this cave a
little more closely. That would give you a chance to see what it
feels like,” Star said.

The Captain returned to the mouth of the cave, said some-
thing on the communicator and returned. He began removing his
uniform with a rather shy smile on his face. “You only live once.
Right?” he said to Star.

She smiled and opened her arms to his naked body. Their lips
met in a warm kiss that seemed to melt with their heat. His hands
reached to touch her large, but weightless breasts. She could
feel her nipples harden to a marble-like quality as they tingled
in his hands. Star felt his cock begin to make the journey from
its resting place to what must be new heights. His tool was not
just floating at this point; it was straining. She could feel it
leave a trail of fluid on her thigh as it increased in both
length and girth. Her hands reached for his buttocks to feel the
hair that uniformly covered his muscular globes. His hand, in
turn, found the cleft between her own ass cheeks, and he
separated these soft, tight mounds.

Her lovely, woolly cunt was dripping with anticipation. The
lips of her pussy began to pout and fold out in anticipation of
his inevitable entrance. Jim placed the tip of his raging organ
into the opening and allowed it to tease. First an inch went into
the depths; then another. He then pulled it out, covered with her
hot cream. He pressed further into her slippery love hole with
four inches and again withdrew. In his next effort, he slip all
eight inches of his fuck tube into her hot cunt until his balls
were well seated against her puckered ass hole. At this depth he
remained, savoring the involuntary convulsions of her hot tunnel.

Lowering his head, he began to suck relentlessly on her ripe
nipples; feeling the spongy texture of her large breasts. It
seemed to Star as if his thick penis began to grow again. “Fuck
my sweet hole Jim. Fuck it hard and deep. Fuck me in the air. Put
your cock deeper into me than you have ever put it in any one,”
she almost screamed.

Jim drove his diamond hard cock into Star with wild abandon.
They floated in the air as Star bucked and road this fiery rod.
Her breasts floated effortlessly, and she could feel the air sur-
rounding them. Suddenly, she could feel a new rigidity enter
Jim’s cock. He grunted deeply and began to shoot hot loads of
cream into Star’s waiting hole. She too, felt a tingling begin in
her toes and move throughout her body. It seemed as if it would
last forever. Again and again a new orgasm visited her.

Soon, they were both spent; drifting in the air. They
relaxed into a cuddling position and continued to touch one
another. Jim broke the silence, “I do hope that you enjoyed it as
much as I did.”

“Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful, Captain,” she responded.

“I don’t doubt that this is one of the most exciting caves
that I have ever explored. I hope that I will have the oppor-
tunity to explore with you once again, Star,” Jim said as he
snapped his fingers.

CHAPTER FIVE - MIND SEX

Would his mind ever quit gravitating to thoughts of gut-
twisting climaxes, beautiful bodies and the dizzying aroma of
sex? Jim sat thinking of the excitement associated with some of
his recent adventures with hypnosis and sex. He had used hypnosis
on his lovely wife Peggy on several occasions in scenarios rang-
ing from a massage by a hunk of a man to actually fucking he and
a friend at the same time. Their sex had never been so good. He
wasn’t sure whether Peggy would ever have broken fear’s icy grip
had he not used hypnosis, but he was glad that she did. Now she
was free to experiment with her own sexuality without concern for
traditional guilt or jealousy.

Jim did have to deal with his own guilt however. He
developed the usual arguments about allowing his wife to be
promiscuous. They included reputation, children, jealousy and
relationship. He felt quite confident that, as long as they were
discrete, neither his nor Peggy’s reputation would suffer. Their
children were all but grown now. Both daughters were away at col-
lege. On the topic of jealousy, they had seen too many of their
friends break up or divorce because they were jealous of another
person. He was confident that no man or woman could challenge
their emotional commitments. If that were possible, they
shouldn’t be together in the first place.

Before Jim ever committed to involve himself in the life-
style of sexual freedom, he searched his heart. If Peggy never
had a sexy thought about another man, she probably wouldn’t be
normal. Should he allow himself to be jealous of that? Did he
want Peggy to become enraged if he wanted another woman? Vir-
tually every man he knew strayed from time to time. When it was
done with deception it was always negative and sometimes resulted
in broken relationships. Had they not been broad-minded enough,
he was sure that they would have lost one another long ago. It
would have been a terrible waste, because in all other matters
they were the best of friends and excellent partners in life.
Guilt and jealousy, as a result, were not valid issues. Their
life had been vastly enhanced with no danger of deception ruining
their relationship.

Jim’s mind began to work on sharing these principals with
others with two motives in mind. The first motive was, quite
naturally, to locate other individuals that turned him on. The
next was to promote the use of hypnosis in sex and the lifestyle
of sexual freedom. The day didn’t go by that he didn’t sign on to
the computer bulletin board service. They had a great x-rated
section that permitted him to chat with others about sex
anonymously. Obviously, most of the people that he chatted with
were women. They would share their sexual fantasies with him and
he with them.

Jim had also left public messages on the system suggesting
that if anyone cared to discuss a swinging lifestyle or hypnosis
in the bed room that they should feel free to contact him. One
day after logging on to the system, he heard his computer beep.
This was accompanied by a message indicating that Don wanted to
chat with him. Jim responded to the page and welcomed the caller.
Don, a computer communicator from Western Illinois, inquired
whether or not Jim was serious about the use of hypnosis in the
bed room. Jim indicated that he was and explained some of the
uses of hypnosis to improve sexual relationships.

Excitement was evident in Don’s responses. Jim asked whether
Don and his lady had ever experimented with other persons outside
of their relationship. Don indicated that he had not, but would
not be opposed if Donna would consent. He went on to say that she
would likely not be interested, but that he would discuss the
topic with her. Jim suggested that Don allow Donna to read one of
the stories that he wrote on the topic. If she demonstrated any
interest, they could pursue the matter further. Don thanked Jim
for his information, indicated that the conversation had really
turned him on and assured Jim that he would get back to him.

A few days went by and Jim heard nothing further from Don.
Then one day as Jim was jumping around the bulletin board system
he was again paged. He responded to the page and found Don wait-
ing to continue the previous conversation. Don indicated that he
had offered Jim’s article to Donna and that she had found it very
interesting. Additionally he and Donna had discussed the topic of
“hypnosex” at length, became very aroused at the many doors that
this would open for them and fucked each other’s brains out af-
terward. Jim got a smile on his face as his mind turned to mo-
ments gone by. He had similar experiences and could identify with
the other couple.

Don asked Jim if he would ever be willing to travel to Il-
linois to put on a demonstration of hypnosis. As he heard this
request, he could feel the warmth begin to develop in his pants.
Jim’s cock began to grow thinking about the prospect of teaching
yet others to reach the heights that he and Peggy did. He indi-
cated that it was possible that he could take a long weekend and
visit with them. Jim also told Don that there would be no obliga-
tion to continue to pursue such avenues if after they met him
they did not feel comfortable. Don told Jim that he would leave
some electronic mail for him explaining how to reach Don’s house
and other incidentals. They bid each other good bye and signed
off the system.

Jim was an accomplished hypnotist. He had been using hyp-
nosis clinically for years helping police departments interview
witnesses for recall of events. He had never had the occasion to
use hypnosis on anyone other than Peggy for purposes of improved
sex. This was indeed exciting. He would be able to teach Donna
how to improve and intensify her climaxes. He would be able to
teach her mind how to fly to a secluded beach with her lover,
shape her lover into any person she wanted and have the best sex
she had ever known. Don would also benefit by the same abilities.
He could stay harder longer, turn Donna into anyone he wanted to,
be more responsive to his partner’s needs and generally enjoy all
of his adventures much better. His cock was hard just thinking of
all of the possibilities.

The date was set. Jim had arranged for an extended weekend.
He would go to Chicago to attend a trade show for his business
and then scurry over to Western Illinois. As he drove, his
thoughts turned to his own sexuality and many of the experiences
he had over the years. He was getting a little older, but was
pleased that he had stayed in shape. As he hit the Indiana line a
smile appeared on his face. He was remembering several of his
friends and his children teasing him about how much he resembled
Indiana Jones. It wasn’t only his appearance; he even acted like
him from time to time. The road continued to disappear under the
hood of his car as his mind turned to many of the hot times he
had experienced.

His Chicago trip was basically routine. He pulled out of the
Holiday Inn Merchandise Mart and began moving westward. He
snapped in a cassette that responded with soft tunes designed to
invite thought. Invite it they did. Jim’s mind again returned to
visions of previous hot moments; Peggy’s unbridled excitement the
first time she thought she was being touched by another man. Of
course this was Jim, but Peggy’s mind and body reacted as if it
were another man. New hands on her heavy breasts, a strange penis
poised at the lips of her quivering pussy, a sharp, warm tongue
pressed against her tight buttocks were the moments that traveled
through Jim’s mind. He was becoming so rigid that he thought his
zipper would burst. Then there was the time that Peggy had ac-
tually touched another man for the first time. Jim could see this
as sure as if it were happening here, in the car, before his very
eyes. The miles clicked by on the odometer as visions of hot,
sweet encounters danced through his memory.

The message and directions that Jim had received from Don
suggested that they meet at the lounge of a local hotel at eight
in the evening. Jim didn’t have a problem with that. These people
didn’t know him and would obviously be skeptical. What if Jim
were a gargoyle type with warts on his nose and rolls of fat
hanging from a copious frame? It was only prudent for them to
want to meet Jim in a neutral location so they could excuse them-
selves if they were uncomfortable with him. Jim checked into the
hotel, got settled, cleaned up and headed for the restaurant to
get a bite to eat.

Dining alone was an interesting experience. You don’t
usually get bogged down in a conversation that distracts you, so
you can often analyze people a little better. You eat at your
leisure, scan the room for interesting people, and enjoy an un-
common solace. Jim was convinced that his libido was in rare form
as his eyes locked on to a waitress with an usually great-looking
ass. As she moved across the room her buttocks rolled with such
grace that Jim could feel himself stiffen. Her uniform was cut in
such a way that her small but well-shaped breasts danced nicely.
He memorized her curves and her pretty face so that he might use
self hypnosis at a later date to make love with her.

Dinner being history, Jim lit a cigarette and sipped on his
after-dinner drink. He continued to evaluate the inhabitants of
the room. Now wouldn’t it be great if that couple sitting at the
table next to the aquarium were Don and Donna. The lady had
beautiful brown hair, sparkling brown eyes, about 5′5″ tall, with
a very lovely shape. She appeared to be blessed with full breasts
that seemed to be about a 34 C. She had the loveliest smile and
winning manner. They were enjoying their dinner and one another.
Jim was incredulous when he thought about all of the couples that
seemed to be in competition with one another as opposed to being
partners and friends. This couple seemed to be the type that
would not let jealousy get in the way of their friendship. Jim
could see their genuine laughter tickle through the room from
time to time. They looked at one another with respect, and Jim
liked that.

Jim paid the check and got up from the table. As he began
walking away from the table his foot caught one leg of the chair
next to him and over it went. Nothing like being embarrassed to
tears as the room came to a silent halt. Putting on his red face,
he smiled at the couple next to the aquarium and exited the room.
The lounge, called “The Hound,” was an interesting place. It
resembled a victorian scene. There were old British gas lights
throughout the room providing the only lighting. The floor was
made to resemble cobblestones, and there was piped in hansom cab
and other street sounds. He expected Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Wat-
son to come through the door at any minute. He walked over to a
rough hewn table and pulled out one of the heavy wooden chairs to
sit down.

This decor was wonderful. The walls were graced with two
mounted deer heads and one huge moose head. In another corner was
a suit of armor complete with shield and sword. Old pottery and
pewter tableware accented the room. While glancing around the
room, he was startled by someone standing next to him. He gave a
slight jump in response to Bridgit’s request to assist him. What
a great looking waitress. She was dressed in the costume of an
english barmaid. He bodice was very low cut and her cleavage
seemed to speak to him. He had difficulty removing his eyes from
her breasts to answer her. When he finally did look up he saw
that Bridgit was also possessed of an absolutely beautiful face
with slightly overlapping front teeth. She smiled and again re-
quested his order handing him what appeared to be a british five
pound note. She also told him that the specials were on the
reverse of what appeared to be english currency. He ordered a
tall rum and coke.

As Bridgit walked away, Jim’s eyes were glued to her lovely
buttocks as they swayed playfully toward the bar. He watcher her
as she placed the drink on a tray and returned to his table. As
she bent over to set a napkin in front of him Jim’s eyes were
again treated to a cock-wrenching view of her ample breasts. Once
again she bent over and placed his drink in front of him. Jim
said, “Good god almighty, if you continue to serve drinks to me
like that, I’ll be ordering one every minute.”

Bridgit grinned at him and told him that it was early and
that it would be best if he paced himself. “Only if you promise
that one day before I die you will fall passionately in love with
me and let me drink a small cup of your bath water,” Jim teased.

The lovely waitress again chuckled and bounced away from the
table. Jim was enamored by Bridgit to say the least. She made him
want to ask the one about, what’s a nice girl like you etc. Jim
was thinking that it was rather slow in the lounge as he heard
the sound of what appeared to be Big Ben sounding seven o’clock.
Just another hour to kill, thought Jim. He wanted to gulp his
drink just so Bridgit would return with another. Ten minutes went
by, and he could feel the lovely waitress sneaking peeks at him
from time to time. He wasn’t peeking; he was staring, and Bridgit
didn’t seem to mind.

She returned to his table and asked if there was anything
that she could do for him. She quickly caught what she had said
and stumbled with the words, “well you know what I mean.”

“Unfortunately, young lady, I do. However, I would like
another drink if you wouldn’t mind,” Jim responded. She again
smiled and danced off to acquire another rum and coke. She
returned more quickly this time as the bartender wasn’t very
busy. Once again her lovely globes bounced in front of Jim’s
eyes. This time he was not quite so obvious in his appreciation.
He thought it would be better to be cool and collected and not
seem too anxious.

Bridgit stood and talked with him for a while about the ob-
vious interests before she was called away to another table. Jim
had learned that she was twenty-nine years of age. She had a four
year old daughter. She had returned to school in an effort to get
her degree in computer science, and she had only been working
here for about three days. Bridgit had recently broken up with
her boyfriend, but she really didn’t care to discuss that in any
detail. Jim felt comfortable that she had some interest in him.
He indicated that he was married and filled her in on the other
usual details.

Jim’s lovely waitress returned several times and offered him
a smile every time their glance met. At about 7:50 the couple
that was sitting next to the aquarium in the restaurant walked
into the lounge. They glanced at Jim, and his discomfort returned
about almost falling on his ass in front of them. They selected a
table three tables over from Jim and were seated. Bridgit was
soon there to take their orders. Again they demonstrated their
mutual excitement and interest. Things began to perk up a little.
Two other couples entered and were seated. Several single men and
women came in and gravitated to the bar. When the music began to
play the atmosphere was somewhat changed. No longer did Jim feel
as though he were trapped in a time warp. He was a little sad-
dened at the loss of the victorian era.

Now the hard part came. There were several couples in the
lounge and many singles. How in the hell would Jim be able to
determine who Don and Donna were? His eyes traveled the room,
hoping that someone would offer some signal. One of the new
couples who had entered seemed to be making more than usual eye
contact with Jim. He got up from his chair and went over to their
table. He approached the man and asked if his name was Don. “No,
I’m sorry, you got the wrong guy,” responded the man. Christ, did
he ever feel like an ass hole. Why couldn’t he have agreed on a
signal that they could use? He excused himself and returned to
his table. No sooner did he get re-seated, the man from res-
taurant aquarium approached him. “You look as if you could be
Jim,” he said.

“You have to think me a real klutz,” Jim smiled as he rose
to shake Don’s hand.

“Oh, you mean the chair in the dining room. No, don’t worry
about it. I slipped on my ass getting out of the car to come in
here. There wasn’t anyone around so I didn’t feel so bad. Why
don’t you come over and join us,” said Don.

Jim gathered up his glass and followed Don over to his
table. He was very pleasantly surprised that this was the couple
that he would get to know. Donna was even lovelier up close. She
had such a pleasant voice and demure handshake. Jim enjoyed the
way she continued to hold his hand while they were being intro-
duced.

“Can you really accomplish all of the wonderful things that
I read about through hypnosis Jim?” inquired Donna.

“I hesitate saying ‘yes’ without reservation. You can do
many things and do them quickly if you are a good subject. If you
are not what is referred to as a somnambulist, it may take prac-
tice and the necessary time would be increase,” offered Jim.

Don asked, “how do you determine whether or not someone is a
good subject?”

Jim explained, “it is often a matter of trial and error.
Some methods work better with one person than another. One thing
is for sure, each of us can experience hypnosis to one degree or
another. Your sexual experiences can always be improved. If you
feel comfortable, after we finish our drinks, we can go to the
room or to your place and experiment. If you become uncomfort-
able, we can stop and return for a leisurely chat.”

Don and Donna looked at one another, smiled and agreed to
give it a shot. They indicated that they would feel more comfort-
able if they were to go to Jim’s room. He assured them that it
was fine with him, that he would pay his tab and see them in room
338 as soon as they were ready.

Jim walked up to Bridgit, tapped her on the shoulder and
asked for his bill. She seemed a little disappointed that he was
leaving. He told her that he had a meeting and may be able to
return later. She didn’t respond; she merely smiled. Jim turned
to walk away when he heard her say, “I hope you can make it back.
We’re open till 2:30.” Jim smiled and exited the lounge.

As he walked toward the room, he felt a shiver of excitement
run through him. He hoped that both of the subjects would be deep
trance subjects. He would interview them about what they hope to
accomplish when they got to the room.

It didn’t take long for Jim to hear a knock at the door. He
quickly opened the door and was faced with a couple that had a
look on their face as if they were at the door of a house party.
Jim immediately asked them for their coats and secured them.
“Come in and make yourselves comfortable. I’m sorry I can’t offer
you anything to drink right now. After we talk for a little while
we can have a cocktail or some wine.

The interview proved interesting and gave him a good idea of
what the couple hoped to accomplish. Donna indicated that she was
very nervous, but added that she was raised to believe that it
was sinful to wander from one’s intended or chosen partner. Don
was surprised to hear her say that she had had thoughts about
other men just as any other woman would. She indicated that she
would likely not want fear or jealousy to threaten her relation-
ship.

Jim was able to determine that her orgasms were generally
standard, and she was in good physical and psychological health.
She thought that it would be great to be able to fantasize about
making love in another, more adventurous time. She wanted to be a
girl on the Spanish Gold Coast who had been kidnaped by pirates
aboard a frigate and rescued by a dashing swashbuckler who looked
very much like Richard Gear. She thought that he was one of the
most sexy men she had ever seen.

Don was then interviewed, and Jim was satisfied that he too
was sound and had normal fantasies. All of this excited Jim. He
was happy that he had established a rapport with this lovely
couple. Jim then said, “let’s now get down to business. Donna, I
am first going to show you how to relax so you can enjoy the
experience.” He moved a chair away from the table and placed it
facing a blind corner of the room. Donna was instructed to sit in
the chair and focus on a point on the wall. Jim began speaking to
Donna and showed her how to relax more completely. Soon it was
apparent to Jim that Donna would be a good subject. He put her
into a light trance and continued to speak to her. Deeper and
deeper she went. Soon she was very deeply asleep.

Jim instructed her to remain in a deep trance and not to
awaken until she was told to wake up. Don was simply amazed as he
asked, “do you mean to tell me that she is completed hypnotized?”
Jim assured him that she was. He went on to explain that he would
do a few experiments to better illustrate what was happening. Jim
turned to Donna and gave her a post-hypnotic suggestion that when
she heard the words “the rain in Spain falls mainly in the
plane,” she would find herself on a desert island all alone. She
would be on the beach. She could hear the gulls and the waves
rolling against the shore. She would have the desire to take her
clothing off and bask in the warm rays of the sun. She would be
completely alone and could then do anything that she wanted.

The suggestions was also give that from now on, when Jim
snapped his fingers twice, she would fall into a very deep hyp-
notic trance. He also gave her the ability to create any dream
that she wanted to. All she had to do was to envision the person
she wanted to be with, where she wanted to be and what she wanted
to be doing; she would then say the word “Alpha” to herself,
close her eyes, and she would fall into a deep sleep for ten
minutes and have the dream she fashioned.

At this point Donna was woken up slowly and told that she
would remember nothing of the experience. She was also told that
she would feel very refreshed and rested, as well as very sexy.
“Now wake up feeling wonderful,” Jim urged.

Donna told Jim and Don that she felt good but really didn’t
think that it had worked. Jim had a self assured smile on his
face and indicated to the couple that this was often the case but
she really was very deeply asleep. She disagreed with Jim, but
did indicate that she was grateful for being taught how to so
deeply relax. She hadn’t felt this good in a long time. Jim asked
her if she would like a demonstration of post-hypnotic suggest-
ion. She indicated that it would interest her. “The rain in Spain
falls mainly in the plane,” were Jim’s next words.

Donna got up from the chair as her eyes seemed to be focused
on something far away. She kicked off her shoes as her fingers
started to unbutton her blouse. Don couldn’t believe his eyes.
Donna was normally very modest about such things. Her thumbs
hooked themselves inside of her slacks and down they came. She
curled her arms up behind her back and unfasten her bra. There
was a look of embarrassment and excitement on both men’s faces.
Don opened his mouth to speak not knowing whether he should do
so. Jim looked at Don and said, “feel free to talk if you want
to. She can’t hear or see you.”

As her bra fell to the ground, she slipped her panties off
and discarded them also. There she was in all of her lovely nude
splendor. Her bold breasts spreading across her chest as she
stretched feeling the warmth of the sun lick her body. Her but-
tocks were flexed tight as she stood on her tip toes trying to
get closer to the sun. She let out an appreciative moan as she
lowered herself to the bed. Jim and Don watched as she lay there
soaking up the sun. She soon turned over to offer her backside to
the warmth. Jim’s cock was hard now. Not only was he very excited
sexually with this vision, he was excited that he was able to
share this wonder with Donna and Don.

Jim explained much of what was happening to Don. Soon Donna
rolled over and began to squirm. Her hands went to her breasts
and the thumb and forefinger of each hand were rolling her
nipples gently. She squeezed her thighs together and began moan-
ing. Don was very excited as he told Jim that he had never seen
Donna touch herself. He was amazed at how erotic it was. Donna’s
left hand suddenly dropped to her soft public hair and her legs
opened slightly. She was searching in the folds of her pussy. Her
fingers were now wet with excitement.

She gently ran her slippery fingers over the lips of her
swollen pussy. Don was convinced that this was likely the hottest
he had ever been. He wanted to rip his clothes off and fuck her
like he had never fucked her before. Jim calmed him down and ad-
vised him that there would be time for that later. The experiment
should continue. Don agreed, but could not take his hand off of
his rock-hard cock.

Jim walked over to the bed and snapped his fingers twice. As
soon as he did, Donna returned to her deep sleep. Jim instructed
her that he would wake her soon. When she woke up, she would
remember everything that occurred. She would remember it without
embarrassment and feel very pleased with herself. Additionally
when she heard the word “Beta” she would feel a mini climax and a
tingling in her nipples. She was instructed to place herself un-
der the sheets and wake up slowly.

Soon Donna was awake. She simply starred at both men. “I
can’t believe it. It was one of the nicest dreams I ever had. It
was so sexy. I didn’t know I could get that turned on. Holly
christ! My clothes are off. What happened to my clothes?” Donna
asked.

Don responded to her first, “you took them off when you were
on the beach honey. It wasn’t just a dream. It really happened.
We saw everything. Do you feel OK?”

“Yes I feel great, but I can hardly believe that I took my
clothes off in front of Jim. I don’t even ….” Donna began.

“…Know me?” asked Jim. “No you don’t, but apparently you
felt comfortable enough with me to do just that. You can now do
other wonderful things. Do you remember the post-hypnotic sug-
gestion that I gave you about creating your own dreams?”

She indicated that she did, and Jim urged her to try it now.
Donna thought for a minute and said the word “Alpha” out loud.
She soon fell into a deep sleep. Don and Jim watched what ap-
peared to be a fitful sleep, but the looks on Donna’s face were
those of ecstasy and lust. They watched slight movements of her
body as if she were having a wonderful sexy dream. In exactly ten
minutes she woke up and sat bolt upright in the bed. She clutched
the bed sheet to her breasts, but walked on her knees over to the
two men. Both men had large smiles on their faces. She reached up
and kissed Don. “It was absolutely wonderful honey,” were her
words.

She offered her lips to Jim who hungrily accepted them. She
have him a big kiss and said, “I don’t know how to thank you Jim.
These feelings are probably the best I’ve ever had. I am still so
hot I don’t know what to do with myself.” Jim’s cock hardened
even more as Donna pressed her sheet-covered breasts against him.
As she hugged him, he was offered the greatest view of her but-
tocks over her shoulder.

Jim, trying to keep his wits about him said, “and the nice
thing about it is that you can do this anytime you want. I want
to show you something else Donna. ‘Beta!’” Donna sank back onto
the bed and let the sheet fall from her body. Her eyes rolled
slightly as the small climax began to diminish. “Anytime you want
to get to small nut, just say the word ‘Beta,’” Jim assured her.
“Now I’m going to ask you both to come back tomorrow night if you
would like. I want to work with Don and teach you both how to do
some other amazing things.” Donna got dressed, and she and Don
thanked Jim as they left the room.

The clock at the side of the bed read 11:37. Jim didn’t
really feel tired, and he wanted to see Bridgit again, so he
freshened up and headed for the lounge. The lovely waitress
seemed awfully happy to see him return. She came quickly over to
his table and asked him if he needed anything. This time he told
her, “you’ll never know, but I’ll settle for another drink.”

Bridgit said, “I’ll get you the drink, but I would like to
know.” She pranced away with what appeared to be an extra effort
at swinging her fanny. It didn’t go unnoticed by Jim. He was so
aroused after having seen the experience that Donna just had that
he badly wanted to make love with Bridgit. He could think of
little else.

Soon she returned with his drink. This time when she placed
it in front of him she intentionally lingered to expose her large
breasts to his gaze. He took full advantage of it and said,
“please tell me that you have fallen passionately in love with me
and can’t live without me.”

“I don’t know that that is the case, but I would like to
spend some time getting to know you better. It’s a little slow
right now. Would you like me to see if I can get off a little
early,” she asked.

“I would love that,” Jim hastened. He was wondering whether
or should just be straight forward and ask her to his room, or if
he should offer to take her someplace for a drink or coffee.

He didn’t have to wonder long. She returned to say that she
could leave in fifteen minutes. “Would you like to just go up to
your room and we could have something sent up?” she inquired.

“That would be great. What if I go up and get the drinks or-
dered so we won’t have a wait? What do you like to drink?” Jim
asked.

“Scotch and water is fine. No, make is white wine. See you
soon. I got the room number from the restaurant. OK, so I was a
little curious,” she said with a smile.

Jim hurried to the room and placed the order for room serv-
ice. He also ordered a sea food snack tray. The time wouldn’t
pass quickly enough. In a short time there was a knock at the
door. He jumped to answer it. It was room service. He admitted
the server, signed the check and quickly offered the tip. No
sooner did he get the tray over to the table, he heard another
knock at the door. His blood began to run more quickly. It was
Bridgit. She was dressed in a lovely pastel sweater that provided
sufficient accent to her lovely breasts and dark slacks that
gratefully hugged her rounded buttocks. “Please make yourself
comfortable,” Jim offered.

She sat at the table and told Jim that he shouldn’t have
gone to all this trouble. He assured her it was no trouble and
joined her. They enjoyed some interesting small talk as they com-
pleted the snacks. Bridgit asked Jim if he would mind if she
freshened up a bit. Jim told her that his place was her place.
She gave him a little kiss and moved toward the bath room. Jim
was anxious to hold her in his arms. Soon he heard the water run-
ning in the bath tub. He hadn’t thought that she was this serious
about freshening up. Apparently she was. Well, he could wait. He
poured himself another glass of wine and settled down for the
wait. Soon Bridgit called his name. He approached the door and
asked if she needed anything. She asked him if he would object to
washing her back. The smile spread across his face as he entered
the bath room.

She twisted to hang up the last remnant of her clothing and
Jim was treated to a view of her exciting buttocks. Naked, they
were even more exciting with the deep groove separating them.

She turned to him and came toward him, and he watched
shocked and fascinated as the twin breasts swayed from side to
side, making the nipples dance. With a cute smile she stepped
into the tub, bringing her hot sweet flesh within inches of his
throbbing cock.

He couldn’t take his eyes off of her as she slid into the
water and urged him to join her. His clothes fell like rain.
Somehow they managed to twist their limbs so that they both fit
well into the tub, her legs resting neatly on his and curled
around his hips. She handed him the soap and asked him to wash
her. His initial attempt was on her back, but soon the temptation
proved too much for him and he concentrated on her bountiful
breasts, covering them in lather.

She giggled as his hands massaged the firm flesh and tweaked
the hard nipples. He had an overwhelming urge to suck her begging
nipples, but decided that the lather would likely not be to his
liking. He confined himself to running his hands over her
breasts, tweaking her nipples with his thumbs, making her shudder
with excitement. Her red lips were parted and she was breathing
heavily while her sensuous eyes were hooded, making her look like
a feline predator waiting to spring on its prey.

Jim knelt up and washed her flat stomach, taking his time,
tantalizing himself until he could hold back no longer. He
reached down into the forest that obscured the new object of his
desire. He soaped the thick fur and then, using the soap he
pushed the hair aside to reveal her rosy slit. He parted the
puffy lips gently and eased a finger inside her volcanic hole.

Bridgit moaned out loud and laced an arm around his neck and
brought his face towards hers in a deep hungry kiss. Her tongue
forced itself between his lips and into his mouth. It was fran-
tic, agile and quick as it searched for Jim’s tongue. He was
still sliding his finger in and out of her hot cunt while his
thumb rubbed her growing clit. His other hand was still squeezing
her breasts and nipples. Their embrace became more and more pas-
sionate and his cock was jerking around like a taunt fire hose.

Finally they broke apart, both of them flushed with erotic
desire. Bridgit stood up and stepped out of the tub grabbing a
towel and began to dry herself off. She pulled Jim to his feet
and wiped him dry. He couldn’t remember the last time someone
dried him. I reminded him of his childhood, but there was nothing
child-like about the raging erection which she also paid atten-
tion to.

She dropped the towel to the floor as their warm, moist
bodies met in a new embrace, and they kissed deeply once again.
His stiff bone was pressed up against her hard belly as Jim
noticed the bed which seemed to beckon to him. When they got to
the bed, she again took the initiative. She pushed him back on
the bed. He felt awkward as his legs dangled off the end of the
bed. Her hands had found Jim’s erect pole and were gently strok-
ing it up and down. Bridgit held the hard cock upright as her
lips lowered to meet it. He felt her lips close around it.

His cock was getting wetter and wetter as she left a trail
of warm saliva with each plunge, and his organ was jerking power-
fully in the sheath of her lips. He could hear the erotic slurp-
ing noises as she eagerly and expertly swallowed his pulsating
ramrod to the back of her throat. Jim’s hips were responding to
her rhythm by lifting to meet her attack, penetrating her more
deeply. Deeper and harder she sucked. Jim knew that he would not
be able to withstand much more without loosing control. Jim
stopped her with a groan of passion. “Wait, wait Bridgit. I don’t
want it to end yet,” Jim pleaded.

Jim began kissing her body. He sucked on her nipples as her
moans came in harmony with his efforts. He reluctantly let a
nipples escape as his lips traveled down her body, kissing and
licking every inch of her flesh as he slowly slid down to his
target area. He could feel her hands trying to hurry his journey,
but he resisted and took his time, savoring the texture and taste
of her flesh. Soon he reached the forest of public hair from
which rose an intoxicating aroma of pussy juices. Her legs parted
and he could see the pink, puffy lips nestled in the patch of
hair, glistening with arousal.

His tongue plunged into the hot lava of her love volcano. He
knew that she would not release her grip on him until he sucked,
licked and lapped her hot cunt to explosion. With his hands
firmly holding her wiggling buttocks, he furiously drove his hard
tongue into her body massaging the walls of her cunt, darting
from side to side and gathering up the love juices. Soon
Bridgit’s cunt exploded and poured its cream inside Jim’s waiting
mouth. He drank her womanly nectar as if he would never have the
chance to do this again. She screamed as her climax broke and
seemed to swallow her up.

Jim didn’t want her to loose all of the excitement of her
climax as he swiftly mounted her, and using his fist aimed the
head of his eight inch rod into her very slippery pussy, parting
the puffy lips and scouring through the hot liquids until his
cock was fully embedded in her. He eased his hands under her
ample ass cheeks and grasped the resilient flesh, pulling her up-
ward as he shoved his cock yet deeper into her tunnel. Her body
immediately responded and the embers of her previous climax
flared into life. She started to meet every thrust with an upward
heave of her hips.

It was Bridgit’s body that first broke the stride. Suddenly,
her hips froze the rhythm and then started to jerk up and down
very fast, thrusting her cunt more fiercely over Jim’s huge or-
gan. Her greasy pussy was endeavoring to swallow his cock whole
and keep it in the greedy clutch of her vaginal muscles. She
screamed in jolts. The fierce clutch of her wet cunt on his cock
was too much for him to take. His back stiffened and arched while
his cock attempted to find new depths. Very soon his cock pole
began to erupt furiously into Bridgit’s tight, hairy cunt hole.
They slipped into sleep almost immediately afterward.

The next morning when Jim awoke, Bridgit was gone. He found
a note on hotel stationary wherein she excused herself and told
him that she hoped to see him again soon. Jim read the note as he
tried to blink away his sleep. He rolled around the bed remember-
ing the wonderful evening. After a time of lovely thought, he got
up and took a shower. He dressed and went down to the dining room
to have some breakfast. When he returned, the red message light
was flashing on his phone. He called down to the desk to find
that there was a message for him to call Don.

After speaking with Don, it was decided that they would
again meet this afternoon at about two o’clock. Jim had brought
his lap top computer with him and was able to get a little writ-
ing in. He also wiled away part some of the day shopping and
reading. He was anxious to meet with Don and Donna to see what
other successes they could achieve.

Two o’clock soon arrived and shortly thereafter there came a
knock at the door. Jim went to the door and opened it with a
smile. Donna’s brown eyes were staring into his own, and Don was
standing just behind her.

“Please do come in,” Jim said as he stepped aside. “Did you
have a good evening last night?”

Don hastened to respond, “I don’t think we ever had such an
exciting day in our lives. When we got home we continued to talk
about the experience and conducted several experiments ourselves.
Donna was able to have several dreams. I merely watched, and it
was a very hot time. I was also able to use the post-hypnotic
suggestion “Beta” to give her multiple minor orgasms. It served
as a remarkable addition to our regular foreplay,” said Don.
Donna seemed a little embarrassed by the descriptive narrative.

Jim explained that it was now Don’s turn to experience the
trance state. Don was asked to take a seat, and they got im-
mediately under way. Jim helped Don relax through a method that
requires the subject to flex and relax various parts of his body.
Soon Don was completely relaxed, and Jim began speaking softly
and clearly. After a short while Don was in the trance state. Jim
continued to work with him and deepen the trance.

In the minutes that passed, Jim taught Don how to use auto-
hypnosis to hallucinate visually. He was able to change the
sight, sound, taste and feel of his partner. His post-hypnotic
suggestion was precipitated by the words “hypnosex partner.” When
he said or heard the words “come back” all of his senses would
return to normal. He was also given the suggestion that whenever
he heard the words “rock-hard cock,” he would get an immediate
erection. He was also told that when he said or hear the words,
“relax it,” his erection would subside. Jim woke him up slowly,
assuring him that he would feel wonderful and well rested.

As Don opened his eyes his head dropped to his hands. When
asked how he felt, he answered that he felt great and wanted to
know how he did. He was told that he did very well and was now
capable of doing some remarkable things. “Go ahead and try it
out,” said Donna.

Don repeated, “hypnosex partner,” and stared at Donna in
shear surprise. He got up and walked over to her, putting his
hands around her waist. His lips sought hers as his right hand
dropped to the cleft of her buttocks. They were beginning to get
carried away when Jim spoke the words, “come back.”

Don was shocked at who he found in his arms. “I almost feel
guilty Donna. You were someone else. I was kissing someone else
and feeling her ass,” Don said in wonder.

“Was it exciting?” Donna asked. Don assured her that it was
and told Jim that it was unbelievable.

“Rock-hard cock,” were the next words out of Jim’s mouth.
Immediately the front of Don’s pants developed a huge bulge. Don
was again amazed. He couldn’t believe that his penis could be
this hard on demand. He wanted to know how this was possible.

Jim went on to draw an analogy for them. He inquired as to
whether or not Don ever woke up in the morning, not necessarily
horny, with a huge stiff. Don told him that he had. Jim continued
to explain that an erection was merely blood rushing into the
penis. There is a part in the brain that directs blood to the
penis upon arousal. The mind controls so many of our functions.
It is a simple matter to control this when all conditions are
right. He also explained that often men question themselves about
impotence because even when they want to get an erection, they
sometimes can’t. They begin to question themselves. If you ever
get an erection upon waking up in the morning, your mind was
likely relaxed and thinking about sex. We all have mental images
that can make us aroused. Sometimes we don’t know exactly what
they are. Don’s cock remained hard as Jim explained. The words
“relax it,” were then spoken, and Don’s erection began to go
down.

“Now, let’s work with Donna some more. OK with you Donna?”
Jim asked. She responded in the affirmative and was asked to take
a seat. She sat in the chair and was questioned about whether
there was anything specific she wanted to learn how to do. She
indicated to Jim that she was very impressed with what Don had
been able to do, and she would like to be able to bring on hal-
lucinations as well. Jim snapped his finger twice, and Donna’s
chin fell slowly to her chest in complete relaxation.

He took her deeper and deeper into a wonderful sleep as he
felt Don tap him on the shoulder. “Can she hear us?” Don asked.
Jim indicated that she could hear unless directed not to. Don
continued, “ask her not to hear our conversation so I can tell
you something.” Jim did this and urged Don to continue. Don said,
“you know Jim, Donna and I spoke about quite a few things last
night when we got home. At my urging, she told me that she would
like to make it with another man but was afraid. She specifically
said that she thought you were very sexy. Is there anything we
could do to remove her anxiety about trying another man? I know I
am ready to ignore jealousy. I trust her, but I want her to have
it all. Do you find her desirable?”

Jim assured him that, “she was indeed a very sexy woman. I
think we can trade places in her mind, if you think she would
like it.”

Don agreed. Jim spoke to Donna again, “you are now more
deeply asleep than you have ever been before. When you awaken,
Don will become Jim and Jim will be Don in every way. Jim will
look like Don, sound like him, feel like him and taste like him.
You will find yourself uncontrollably attracted to him and will
need to feel him inside you. You will feel free to do anything
with him that pleases you without regard for who else is in the
room. In fact, because someone is watching you, you will become
even more excited. When you hear me clap my hands twice, Jim and
Don will again trade places and be themselves. you will remember
nothing until I clap my hands twice.” Jim also gave her the sug-
gestion that she will be able to change Don any time she wished,
just as Don had learned. Jim told her that she would wake up very
slowly, feeling wonderful and refreshed.

Donna began to open her eyes slowly. “I really can’t remem-
ber anything. Did it go well?” she asked and looked at Don. Don
told her that everything went very well. She got up from the
chair and moved toward Jim. “Honey, I don’t really know why, but
I have this uncontrollable urge to screw you eyes out. And oddly
enough, I don’t even care if Jim watches. What did you do to me
Jim?” she asked of Don with an unusual sparkle in her brown eyes.
Jim opened his arms as Donna fell into them with her mouth par-
tially open.

Don sunk into a chair next to the table with a curious look
on his face. Jim looked over at him and Don nodded his head,
giving authority to proceed. Jim could see Don’s hand fall upon
his already hard cock as his hands began to explore Donna’s full
breasts. Donna stepped back and removed her top in one quick mo-
tion. She tore at the buttons to Jim’s shirt. Soon they were all
but naked. Only her panties remained as she returned to Jim’s
embrace, rubbing her pubic mound against his leg. Don settled
back and unzipped his trousers. His thick cock was withdrawn, and
he stroked its length as his eyes watched every move of Donna and
her lover. Jim reached his hand inside of Donna’s pink panties
onto the swell of her buttocks. Squeezing the wonderfully tex-
tured flesh of her fanny gave Jim a