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     The sole purpose of this book is to offer readers the oppor-

tunity to improve their sex lives and increase their excitement

through the use of hypnotic techniques. Working under the premise

that variety is the spice of life, it is hoped that this addi-

tional avenue will provide all of the variety you will ever need.

Additionally, improved relaxation lends itself to increased self

awareness. You can learn techniques that will increase your

capacity to become relaxed. Apprehension often causes sexual mal-

functions such as impotence or frigidity. Acquired relaxation

techniques reduce and often eliminate the problem.


     Each of us have different ideas about sexuality and sen-

suality. Different things turn on different people. The question

of normalcy surfaces when we consider that our respective life-

styles may vary from those of our neighbors. What is normal in

sex? Perhaps the question might be, what is right or wrong in

sex? I strongly believe that the answer to what is right or wrong

will differ from one person to another. There should be one rule.

That which hurts no one is, in fact, right if it turns us on and

improves our sex life.


     How does hypnosis enter the picture? In a word, the answer

is the "mind;" that wonderful entity that can make the most of an

otherwise physical response. It has been suggested that the most

vital sex organ in the body is the mind. Why hypnosis? The

answer, in part, may be safety, but surely it is excitement.


     Our world is vastly different than it used to be. Alterna-

tive lifestyles have been adopted throughout history that incor-

porate such things as partner exchanges, prostitution, massage

parlors, masturbation, voyeurism, cross-dressing, the singles bar

scene and the like.


     Many of these very exciting things have become increasingly

dangerous and never wholly accepted by society. With disease at

an all time high and crime growing by leaps and bounds, we have

reason for concern. Many times we find that the realization of

our fantasies is much less exciting than we originally an-

ticipated. Oftentimes we realize that the fantasy was much better

than reality. It may have too high a price tag as well. Some dis-

eases that exist today are deadly. There is no second chance.


     The "seedy" world, that contains much of the excitement we

seek, often provides an atmosphere conducive to crime. An example

of this is being robbed by a prostitute or pimp. Yet other con-

cerns present themselves in that some exciting things are not so-

cially acceptable. Voyeurism can land us in jail. Being seen

walking out of an adult book store or movie can be embarrassing.


     These and numerous other fears restrict our approach to in-

creased excitement. However, if we had the ability to create any

situation we want, there is no end to our excitement and sexual

growth. It is not just imagination. It is indeed very real. Hyp-

nosis offers us this ability.


     What can be done with hypnosis? The answer is virtually any-

thing and everything. Our sexual partner can become someone else.

He or she can look different, sound different, smell different,

taste different and feel different. It is the variety that ex-

cites us so much. The variety is endless. Have you ever made love

on a secluded beach, under a hot sun, with blue sky, waves slap-

ping against a shore of soft white sand? You can.


     How would you like to watch your spouse have sex with two

other people? Would some of you readers enjoy watching your

spouse and your best friend performing oral sex on one another?

Your best friend wouldn't even have to know. Group sex is a snap

through hypnosis. There can be an endless number of new people in

your life. All of them would be absolutely safe and disease-free.

Each of them would be exciting and know your most erotic desires.

Any of them could turn you on like you have never been turned on

before.


     Some men can have difficulty with premature ejaculation or

perceived impotence. There has always been concern by, for and

about the frigid woman. If these problems are inventions of the

mind, they can be corrected. Many women claim that they have

never had a legitimate orgasm. Most women can learn to have won-

derful orgasms using hypnotic techniques. I have seen many situa-

tions where a person can lengthen the actual orgasm by as much as

four to five times. Their climax just seems to go on and on. The

mind controls most of these functions. If you can learn to con-

trol your own mind, or control it with the help of another, the

possibilities are endless.


     What I hope to demonstrate by the stories in this book are

some of the wonderful things that have, in fact, occurred. They

will also give the reader food for thought. Additionally, they

should serve the purpose of so many stories of a similar nature.

They may turn you on. I hope so.


     All of the specific techniques of hypnosis can not be ad-

dressed in this book. Some patterns of self hypnosis are in-

cluded. There are many manuals, abstracts and text books avail-

able on the subject at your public library or at your local

bookstore. It is also becoming common to seek the assistance of a

professional clinical hypnotist to teach you and/or your partner

self hypnosis.


     After you have achieved the ability to do so, your task may

be to improve your hypnotic abilities. There is no end to what

can be accomplished. Once you have had the occasion to read this

material, you may become interested enough in the benefits of

hypnosis to acquire the skills necessary to make hypnosis a part

of your life and that of your partner.


     Each reader is WARNED that the unlawful use of hypnosis can

subject the user to criminal and civil penalties. Use it wisely

and with the permission of your partner. You will find nothing

that will give you as much pleasure and satisfaction. You will

find no other avenue that is as safe or exciting in this ever-

changing world as Hypnosex.


     Techniques for self hypnosis have been included. These will

provide a better understanding of hypnosis and a foundation on

which you may build. You will find these in the appendix. The key

to mastering these techniques is practice. You will get as much

out of it as you put into it.



                      CHAPTER ONE - MIND SEX


     Jim wondered whether he was unusual in terms of his sexual

fantasies. He had married his childhood sweetheart when they were

both relatively young. He and Peggy had started going together

when he was seventeen and she fifteen. They were married at

twenty-one and nineteen respectively. After about a year's mar-

riage, Jim began his fantasies about Peggy making love to another

man. He never really analyzed why this idea excited him. All he

knew was that his cock became eight inches of rock hard sex when-

ever he thought of it.


     He wondered how he might be able to broach the topic with

Peggy without offending her. Their regular sex life was rather

exciting. They fucked often and with a fervor. She was a fox. Her

height was about 5'3" and she weighed about 120 pounds. She had

great tits that filled a 34 C bra without trouble. With a rather

small waste, she sported the lovely undulating pair of buttocks

that rippled so nicely when she walked. Needless to say, Jim's

mind worked overtime when it came to his libido.


     Jim tried some of the traditional approaches like attending

X-Rated movies and playing touch and go with some of their

friends. She never found any of his friends exciting enough to

respond or say anything that would suggest she wanted to fuck any

of them. Then one day she returned home after working the after-

noon shift at a local assembly plant. She indicated that Ray, a

guy that worked on her line, was teasing her about her jeans

being too tight. She asked Jim if he thought that Ray was right.

Jim indicated that Ray probably was just admiring her and was

likely hitting on her. Much to Jim's surprise she showed a big

smile and said that if that were the case, that would be nice.


     Jim questioned her as to whether that excited her. She

responded that she was married and didn't allow herself to think

about it. He assured her that it wouldn't bother him if she got

excited about another man being interested in her. She seemed

surprised and wondered aloud if that wouldn't make Jim jealous.

Jim reassured her that he would be a little jealous, but told her

that it excited him to hear that other men found her sexually ap-

pealing. That pretty much started their dialog about threesomes

and open marriages.


     Jim had a few short-termed affairs in the first several

years of marriage, but he was never able to convince Peggy that

she should feel free to try some strange cock. Peggy had the

chance to interact with Ray on several occasions at work. It all

seemed relatively innocent but exciting. He would make the oppor-

tunity to spend more time in her area. Now and then he would

brush up against her ample breasts or "accidentally" bump into

her and make sure that his thick young cock pressed against her

hot ass. At first she thought that these were just coincidental

movements. As time went on, she noticed that his "accidents" were

accompanied by delays. He would time his efforts so he could

touch Peggy's heavy breasts in passing or linger when his penis

was in close proximity to her tight fanny. He would frequently

make sexual references about her nipples showing through her

clothes or the tightness of her clothing. It was becoming more

and more exciting. Peggy began to want Ray. She wanted to see the

difference between his cock and Jims. She wanted to feel his lips

on her swollen nipples; his strong hands on her naked buttocks.


     One day, while Peggy was at work, she decided to meet Ray

after work and see what developed. He had asked her several times

to stop and have a drink with him, but she always made up some

excuse not to meet him. When she had mentioned to Jim that she

would like to stop with him after work, Jim casually responded by

saying that it would be fine with him. He didn't want to show too

much excitement for fear of scarring Peggy off.


     Jim's cock was harder than nineteen dollars worth of jaw

breakers the entire evening. His mind wandered and he was sure

that Peggy would come home and tell him this wonderful story

about Ray fucking her brains out. He envisioned Ray undressing

her; lifting her heavy breasts and pouting nipples to his mouth;

squeezing her taunt buttocks as he drove his huge cock into her

honey pot. Both she and Jim were disappointed when Ray did meet

with her after work, and he was so high on some drug that she be-

came frightened and left. She decided never to see Ray again.


     On another occasion, Peggy announced to Jim that Marty, an

old high school friend of theirs, would be in town the following

week. Marty was a close friend of her brother and had spent quite

a bit of time at her home when she was a school girl. As the con-

versation developed, Peggy shared with Jim that she had always

had a crush on Marty. He was an extremely good looking man, very

sophisticated and always treated Peggy very affectionately. Jim

once again got his hopes up. He wanted Peggy to experience more

in life. He suggested that when Marty came into town she should

consider going out with Marty and her brother for old time's

sake. He didn't want to go himself because he always seemed to

intimidate most people that he went to school with because of his

muscular appearance. He decided that he would have a convenient

excuse when the time came.


     The time did come and Peggy had accepted an invitation to go

out with her brother and Marty to a local dance lounge. Jim

hadn't seen her primp like this in a long time. She entered the

living room to ask for his comments or approval. Jim was pleased

by what he saw. She wore a lovely white sweater which accentuated

her beautiful breasts and a pair of yellow slacks that framed her

smooth, undulating buttocks. Jim indicated that he had a great

deal of work to catch up on for a meeting on Monday. Soon a horn

sounded in the driveway. It was Peggy's brother Tim. Peggy gave

Jim a kiss and hurried to the waiting car.


     Fantasies of the potential experiences permeated Jim's

thoughts. If Peggy and Marty could only have a little time alone,

he was sure that she would be able to break fear's icy grip and

experience something new. Jim could feel his cock develop girth

and length as his thoughts drove wildly to the moments he wished

for Peggy. He would have to wait to see the expression on Peggy's

face when she returned. This would tell him if anything wonderful

happened.


     Jim waited as long as he could and fell asleep in a chair as

he read. He had difficulty comprehending much of what was occur-

ring in his novel because his thoughts continued to return to

Peggy and Marty. Awakened by the sound of the door opening, Jim

stirred in his chair. He could hear Peggy kicking off her shoes

and fumbling around in the dining room. Soon she entered the

living room and was surprised to see Jim awake. She apologized

for being so late. Jim noticed that her clothing was a bit

disheveled. Her sweater was slightly twisted and one leg of her

slacks appeared to have an extra crease or two. A distorted

little smile came over Peggy's face as she noticed Jim checking

her out. "Yes, I had a good time honey," she stated with a little

chuckle.


     "Well, how good?" Jim inquired as he tried to wipe the sleep

out of his eyes. Peggy chuckled again as she pulled her sweater

off on her way to the bedroom. Jim extracted himself from his

chair and followed Peggy waiting for additional information. "Do

you want a glass of wine honey?" Jim asked as he turned out the

living room lights.


     "If you'll have one with me. I'm going to jump into the

shower. I'll be right out," Peggy seemed to be avoiding Jim's

eyes. Jim poured two glasses of white wine and headed for the

bedroom. He could hear the shower water running and approached

the bathroom. The door was partially open, and in the large mir-

ror he could see Peggy through the frosted glass panel. Her hands

were roaming her lovely body. He couldn't help but to watch her

hands traveling from her bounteous breasts, down her stomach to

her delta of pubic hair. He felt his cock begin to stir once

again. Jim returned to the bedroom and placed Peggy's wine on the

night stand. Removing his clothing, he reached for his pajamas

and put on the bottoms. He lit a cigarette, took a long drag and

sipped his wine before reclining on the fresh sheets.


     Peggy soon appeared in the doorway wiping the remaining

droplets of water from her soft, pink skin. After a lot of small

talk about where they went and what they did, Peggy could see

that Jim was fishing for details. He was anxious to hear if Peggy

was able to broaden her horizons. "Did you have a chance to spend

any time with Marty alone?" Jim finally asked.


     "Tim begged off and Marty took me to breakfast and then

drove me home. You know, I never know quite how to take you Jim.

I know you have told me time and time again that you don't mind

if I have an affair, but sometimes I think you're just trying to

see if I would cheat on you," Peggy commented.


     "It can't be cheating if I approve, now can it?" Jim

returned. "I would like to see you do something a little risky.

Every time we talk about it we both get so damn excited. What can

be wrong with that?"


     "We danced. Marty and I danced several slow dances, and it

was exciting as hell. That's one of the reasons I had to take a

shower. I was soaking wet Jim," Peggy confessed.


     "Oh honey, tell me all about it. I want to get excited

myself. I'm already excited for you. Please, tell me everything;

every time he touched you. Tell me how excited you were," said

Jim.


     "It was wonderful honey. He is better looking today than he

was when we were kids. He asked me to dance early in the night. I

got excited just thinking about being held by him. He held me

closely, and I could feel my nipples getting hard as my breasts

were crushed against his chest. Every now and then, as we danced,

he put his hand on my ass and just petted it. When he did that I

could feel myself uncontrollably pressing my pussy against him,"

Peggy offered as she replaced Jim's hand on his cock with her

own. "Jim your cock hasn't been this hard in a long time.


     "When I pressed my pussy against him, I could feel his dick

getting harder. He pulled back from me, looked down at my breasts

and then back into my eyes. He got the most devilish smile on his

face. Then he pressed his cock into my belly even harder. I

wanted to come right there. We danced several times after that

and each time his rod seemed to get harder. I was thinking about

putting it in my mouth and sitting on it. My brother suggested

that we remember that I was married and we were in public. I

decided to take the edge off somewhat by behaving and not fucking

Marty right there in front of everyone. Tim suggested that it was

late and we should leave. Marty called him a party-pooper and

asked him to stick around for a while. Tim insisted that he had

to get up early so Marty offered to drop me off. We had a lot to

talk about over breakfast, but the ride home was frightfully

quiet.


     "Did you at least get a chance to give him a decent kiss

good-night?" Jim inquired with a smile.


     "We have been out in the driveway for the last two hours

Jim. It was one of the hottest times that I can remember. When we

got here he told me that this night was one of the most enjoyable

nights that he had in a long time. He also told me that he en-

joyed holding me while we were dancing, and that he had always

wanted to hold me like that. Then he reached over and kissed me.

My head was spinning. It wasn't too long before his hands were

under my sweater. He gently cupped my breasts and then unsnapped

my bra. He lifted my sweater and began sucking on my nipples. I

thought my head would explode.


     "Jim; I touched another man's cock. I unzipped his pants,

and I touched his cock," Peggy said cautiously as she watched Jim

for a response. Jim grabbed her and began to squeeze her large

pink-nippled breasts. His tongue dove into her mouth, and he

began rubbing his thick rod against the soft skin of her hip.

This took much of the fear out of Peggy. She continued to tell

Jim about the feel of another man's cock; the fluid that was

leaking out of the head of his raging penis; the weight of his

hairy balls. She went on to say that Marty had slipped his hand

down inside of her slacks and touched her thickly covered pussy;

the way he moved his hands through her wet cavern; first one

finger; then another; finally three fingers searching inside of

her hot, wet love hole.


     "Did you suck his cock?" Jim whispered, with eyes closed, as

Peggy's hand continued to travel over his gigantic shaft.


     "No honey. I got scarred. I finally stopped him and told him

that I didn't know if I was ready. I knew I was ready, but I

didn't want to take the chance that you would be upset. I also

knew that this fuckn' mammy-jammer cock of yours was sitting here

waiting for me if I needed it. I explained to Marty that I did

want him to fuck me, and that I did want to suck his cock. I told

him that one day we would probably be able to get together, but I

just needed time.


     "Well you can see that I am not upset with you. I would have

loved to see his wet bone sliding in and out of your greasy hole.

Now that you know that, please feel comfortable with doing what

you want to do. I just want you to be happy and hot," Jim

breathed into her ear.


     "I did get to see him come Jim. He asked me if I would mind

if he got off so his balls wouldn't blow up. I just smiled and

nodded my head. I kissed him while he stroked his cock and played

with my titties. He started to tense up, and I moved back to

watch. His cock went off, and thick gobs of come shot out hitting

the dash board. It was great to see that someone wanted me so

badly that their cock fluid was spilt so freely. Christ, what a

turn on. One day I would like to fuck him Jim. I just needed to

see your reaction to what has occurred already. I would even like

you to be able to watch it.


     Peggy and Jim fucked until the sun came up. The next night

and several thereafter, Jim asked Peggy to tell him the story

again. Each time she told it was like the first. Each time they

made love afterward was better.


     Jim began answering ads in swinger's magazines in hopes that

he could convince Peggy to meet with other couples. She was

afraid and declined. Jim didn't let that stop him. He met with

several couples over the next couple of years. Periodically, he

would share some of his adventures with Peggy, and their sex was

great due to the heightened libidos that result from such ac-

tivity. Year after year Jim would try new ways to lure Peggy into

experimenting with other men. Jim had to find another way.


     Hypnosis was always a hobby of Jim. He was somewhat of a in-

tellectual and enjoyed reading about such things. He read every-

thing that he could get his hands on about hypnosis. As a result

of his job, he was enabled to attend several seminars on clinical

hypnosis. He got rather good at induction techniques, and Peggy

agreed to be one of his subjects. This began by simple experi-

ments like temperature control of the body, relaxation techniques

and similar approaches. Then one day, Jim decided to take hyp-

nosis to the bedroom. He gave Peggy the suggestion that she was

lying on a warm beach. The gulls were crying, the waves were

caressing the shoreline and the sun was licking her lovely, nude

body.


     He watched her as she lay on the bed. Her lovely pink

nipples became hard and reached for the mind-orchestrated sun.

Her legs opened to receive that warmth on her hair-covered pussy.

She was told to enjoy herself and not to concern herself about

anything as there was no one around and she had her "island" to

herself. Jim assured her that she could enjoy herself, and that

he would wake her after an enjoyable time in the sun. Jim con-

tinued to watch, his thick cock becoming harder and longer than

he ever remembered. His mind was working overtime as well. As he

watcher her turn over to permit the rays of the hot sun on her

soft, firm buttocks, his mind began to wonder about what other

"miracles" could be accomplished through hypnosis.


     That night ended in Jim having three climaxes. One occurred

while he watched Peggy masturbate while lying on the secluded

beach. He didn't even touch his straining penis. As his eyes

caressed Peggy's wriggling body, his cock began to erupt into one

of the most wonderful climaxes in memory. He buried his blood-

engorged penis in his wife's waiting cunt two times that night.

Each time he came was like the first. He had found one of the

most exciting approaches to sex he had ever dreamed of. When he

woke Peggy, he offered her a post hypnotic suggestion that she

would be well rested and remember everything.


     About a week went by. Jim continued to analyze his "new sex

tool" and try to think of other exciting uses. The following

Friday night, he planned to take Peggy on her first experimental

strange experience. They watched TV for a couple of hours after

they got home from work. He tried to think of things to talk

about that would put her in the right frame of mind for sex, and

his mind was put to the task of how he would introduce this

sleep-affair. Soon it was late enough that he could suggest they

go to bed. Teeth were brushed, PJ's were donned and they took

their respective places in bed. He had established a post hyp-

notic suggestion to reduce the time required to put her into a

trance. He merely had to snap his fingers twice.


     As they settled in, he looked at her in the eyes and snapped

his fingers, telling her to sleep deeply. Her eyes closed, and

Jim could see her body begin to melt into a deep relaxation. He

indicated to her that she was in a large hotel in Florida and

that she had made an appointment for a body massage. She would

find herself in the massage room at the hotel. She was advised to

open her eyes, remove her clothing and place a towel over herself

when Jim snapped his fingers once. He further indicated to Peggy

that an attractive man would come through the door and it was his

job to give her a full body massage. Jim snapped his fingers and

left the room.


     Jim was shaking as he peered through the crack he con-

veniently left in the almost closed door. He saw Peggy get out of

the bed, remove the top of her night clothes. Her breasts looked

glorious and he wished that another man could see their heavy

bounce and her pouting pink nipples. She laid the top aside. Her

thumbs were placed inside the waistband of her bottoms, and she

slid them down over her soft buttocks. Jim's cock was already

rock-hard. Peggy laid down on the bed and pulled a towel over

herself in a modest fashion, waiting for the man who would give

her a massage. Jim could only wonder what was going through her

head.


     He entered the room sheepishly, towel over his arm and a

slight smile on his face. He said hello to Peggy, and she shyly

returned his smile and said hello. Jim asked her if she was ready

for her massage, and she said that she was. He asked her if she

liked it soft or hard. She responded by telling him to use his

own discretion. Jim asked her to turn over on her belly. She did

so as he held the towel in place. He turned the towel down a

couple of turns and placed baby oil on her upper back. As his

hands began to work the oil into her tense body, he felt as

though he was touching a strange body. His cock continued to

strain and he could feel the preparatory fluids seep from the

head of his hard cock. Peggy's moans told Jim that she was get-

ting a great deal of satisfaction out of his efforts.


     More and more the towel was lowered. He could see the swell

of the sides of her ample breasts as she held her hair out of the

way of the baby oil. Her moans continued as his hands moved lower

and lower down her back. Soon the towel was moved down to expose

half of her buttocks. His hands ventured onto these beautiful

mounds of flesh, and his mind spoke to him of the "strange" body

that he was touching. As his hands began to massage this new

flesh without objection, he reached for more oil. The oil ran

down into the cleft between these glorious mounds. His hand

quickly reached to capture the oil to work it into this bouncing

flesh. Peggy's moans began to increase in volume.


     Jim put oil on the backs of her thighs and massaged this in.

With each swipe of his hand he moved closer and closer to the

heated area between her legs. Her hips raised each time his hands

approached her hot cunt. Finally, Jim dipped down into this area,

and his slippery hand touched the oil drenched lips of her cunt.

With this, Peggy pressed her face into the pillow and pressed her

pussy against Jim's wet hand. For fear of scarring her with this

new experience, he moved his hand back to her buttocks to con-

tinue his assault. After a short time, he instructed her to turn

over. This was the test. There would be a "strange man" looking

into her face.


     Peggy turned over but kept her eyes closed as Jim held the

towel in place for her. She again placed her arms over her head

and had a peaceful look on her face. By this time Jim's pants

were wet from his preparatory emissions. He rolled down the towel

to expose Peggy's heavy breasts. Her juicy nipples remained hard

and pert. Jim poured oil in the valley between her large breasts.

Before it would flow off her body, his hands were on the lovely,

spongy tits. He slowly began to manipulate the firm breasts.

Peggy's eyes snapped open and looked at Jim. He gave her a slight

smile and returned his gaze to the moving tits. She could not

restrain her pleasure. Her moans escaped her lips in soft tones

as her breathing began to shorten. Jim's hands lingered over her

thick nipples as his thumbs and forefingers gently pinched and

manipulated these love zones.


     Peggy began grinding her hot ass into the sheets and strain-

ing her breasts higher and higher. Jim put oil now on her belly

and began gently rubbing it in. His eyes were blessed as he saw

the oil run down her belly into the fluffy pubic hair covering

her already greasy slit. One hand continued working her breasts

as the other moved down to her mound. He dipped periodically to

her clit with the palm of his hand. At this, a loud moan escaped

her lips as she reached for his hand and held it to her swollen

pussy. Her eyes remained closed.


     Jim allowed a finger to slip inside of her hot cunt, and he

could feel this tunnel tighten on his single finger. He worked it

around and deeper into her love hole while his other hand

remained on her heaving tits. She in turn grabbed her other

breast and started to manipulate its stiff nipple. With this as-

surance, Jim reached forward and placed his lips on the nipple he

had been pinching. Her body jumped and her hands grabbed his head

to insure against him moving it away. Jim put two more fingers

inside of Peggy's swollen cunt and began to pump it as he manipu-

lated her clit with his thumb. She began to climax and her body

shook with convulsion after convulsion. After what seemed like

five minutes, Peggy's  body came to rest. With her eyes open she

looked at this "strange man" and offered her thanks.


     Jim decided not to take it too far the first time. He washed

the oil from Peggy's body and toweled her off. He again put her

to sleep and left her with another post hypnotic suggestion to

awaken feeling well rested and remember everything as a wonderful

dream. The possibilities for the next adventure began to roll

around in Jim's head almost immediately. What was next? I think

you'll be delighted to see.



                     CHAPTER TWO - MIND SEX


     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 eve-

nings. 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 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