"What's this for?" I asked, taking fuckthebabysitter the fuckthebabysitter booklet from her hand. A quick glance told me it was the summer fuckthebabysitter course catalog from our fuckthebabysitter local community college. You probably get them fuckthebabysitter too: a variety of short enrichment classes in various things from cake decorating to small appliance repair, all offered for a nominal fee to fuckthebabysitter adults in the community. Meg and I had fuckthebabysitter both taken classes there before, so the college had us on their mailing list.
Learn to jpg experience increased pleasure and fuckthebabysitter intimacy through mutual hypnosis. Includes discussion of fuckthebabysitter induction techniques, formulating effective suggestions, and a practical demonstration. Couples only jpg. Instructor fuckthebabysitter: Carol Sherman, CCHT. 3 sessions.
I handed the fuckthebabysitter booklet back to her with a shrug. She fuckthebabysitter whacked me playfully over fuckthebabysitter the head with it and gave me an exaggerated fuckthebabysitter scowl. "Don't play innocent with me, Patrick," she scolded. "You spend fuckthebabysitter as much time on the hypnoerotic story fuckthebabysitter sites as I do, if not more. I dare you to look me in the eye and say fuckthebabysitter you fuckthebabysitter haven't fantasized about learning to hypnotize me."
Meg was still waiting for jpg me to respond to her dare. I looked up into her eyes and thought fuckthebabysitter yes, it would be so cool to see those eyes closing on my command, to take her fuckthebabysitter into a deep sleep and know fuckthebabysitter she will obey my every wish. "You know I do," I answered.
"Hi. I'm fuckthebabysitter Carol." Her voice was rich and sensual, and her hand as it touched mine sent a small shock through my system.
"I'm Patrick, and fuckthebabysitter this is Meg," I replied weakly.
"At the same time, there are limits to what I can teach you in three evening fuckthebabysitter sessions. Don't imagine that having taken fuckthebabysitter this fuckthebabysitter class qualifies you fuckthebabysitter to start hypnotizing people at dinner fuckthebabysitter parties. If fuckthebabysitter you're going to do that, you owe it to your jpg friends and yourself to get fuckthebabysitter proper training first."
Carol's eyes swept sternly over fuckthebabysitter us all, making fuckthebabysitter contact and fuckthebabysitter asking an unspoken question. Each fuckthebabysitter of us nodded while meeting her gaze. "I fuckthebabysitter am fuckthebabysitter very fuckthebabysitter serious about this," she fuckthebabysitter added. "Just because your partner agrees to go into trance for you, that does not give you license to try and 'improve' his or her personality. If you do try , the most likely fuckthebabysitter result jpg is that it won fuckthebabysitter't work and the violation of trust will seriously damage fuckthebabysitter your relationship."
With the buzz of a half fuckthebabysitter-dozen whispered conversations in fuckthebabysitter the air, Carol stepped over to a small side fuckthebabysitter table and pressed a button on fuckthebabysitter the boom box that rested there. From the box came a strange sound: light fuckthebabysitter, airy, yet very soothing, it wasn't fuckthebabysitter really music but it wasn't just a simple tone either. We all fell silent almost immediately, feeling the odd series of notes flowing around and fuckthebabysitter through us. Carol gave us fuckthebabysitter a few moments to adjust to the fuckthebabysitter change , then turned to address the fuckthebabysitter class.
Carol's voice grew smoother, softer, more seductive as fuckthebabysitter she began to talk us into trance fuckthebabysitter. "Everyone take a nice, deep breath now. Hold fuckthebabysitter it ... hold it ... and now exhale, completely, slowly, and let fuckthebabysitter yourself sink into the mats fuckthebabysitter. Very good, everyone. Now breathe fuckthebabysitter in again, deeply and slowly. Hold it. And exhale, slowly, completely, feeling yourself sinking a little fuckthebabysitter further fuckthebabysitter into fuckthebabysitter the mats." She fuckthebabysitter had us do this several fuckthebabysitter times , each fuckthebabysitter time exhorting us jpg to fuckthebabysitter relax and let the mats support us.
I had a fuckthebabysitter pretty decent buzz going already, thanks to the music and the soothing tones fuckthebabysitter of Carol's voice. My body was heavy fuckthebabysitter and limp, but fuckthebabysitter I could feel the wrestling mat underneath me supporting me, making it possible to fuckthebabysitter let every muscle fuckthebabysitter go . My mind wandered for a second, then I realized Carol was speaking again.
"...I'm going fuckthebabysitter to mention several muscle groups fuckthebabysitter of your body, and as I mention these fuckthebabysitter groups of muscles fuckthebabysitter I want you to focus your attention there, really concentrate, and fuckthebabysitter relax each group of muscles that fuckthebabysitter I mention."
Once she had jpg gone through all of the muscle groups, Carol led fuckthebabysitter us in fuckthebabysitter another series of slow, deep breaths. Each breath in filled my body with peace fuckthebabysitter, and each breath fuckthebabysitter out fuckthebabysitter let me melt down farther and farther in to the fuckthebabysitter soft, safe, comfortable mat.
My rest was rudely interrupted by the familiar BWAAAP of my alarm clock. Instinctively I rolled toward the sound and reached out with an arm to silence the obnoxious little box, only fuckthebabysitter to realize that it fuckthebabysitter wasn 't there. My mind cleared, and I saw that we were still in the dojo. The fuckthebabysitter alarm sound stopped before I could locate the real source fuckthebabysitter of jpg the sound.
My field of vision narrowed fuckthebabysitter to just the road in front fuckthebabysitter of me fuckthebabysitter as I tried to ignore the fuckthebabysitter exquisite sensations in my crotch. Finally I fuckthebabysitter gulped and found a fuckthebabysitter couple of words fuckthebabysitter. "I fuckthebabysitter'm speechless," I confessed.
"Great idea fuckthebabysitter!" Meg's fuckthebabysitter right hand dove through the waistband fuckthebabysitter of her shorts. From my vantage point I could just make out the shape fuckthebabysitter of her hand fuckthebabysitter as she curled her fingers to reach into her fuckthebabysitter seam. Her breathing quickened and fuckthebabysitter deepened, and I felt fuckthebabysitter my own body fuckthebabysitter reacting to the low fuckthebabysitter, growling moans fuckthebabysitter that escaped her lips. After a very long fuckthebabysitter few minutes, she groaned loudly. "Shit - I can't come!" she shouted, her eyes still shut and her fingers still working fuckthebabysitter. "All this diddling is only making it fuckthebabysitter worse!"
"Making it worse for me too," I replied with feeling, painfully aware of my cock pressing against the fuckthebabysitter back of the steering wheel. "Good thing we're almost fuckthebabysitter home."
An eternity later, we fuckthebabysitter cruised into the garage. I hit the button to close the door and jumped out of fuckthebabysitter the car, fumbling with my keys to fuckthebabysitter locate fuckthebabysitter the inside fuckthebabysitter door key. Meg was right behind me, her hands running up and down my upper body fuckthebabysitter. I got distracted and dropped my keys onto the fuckthebabysitter concrete fuckthebabysitter floor.
"Nothing," I answered. I rolled away from Meg and checked out my alarm clock fuckthebabysitter. It read 2 fuckthebabysitter:10pm, so I set the alarm time to 3:15. "Just a precaution," I explained. "As nice as this jpg is, I jpg don't fuckthebabysitter want to spend the whole jpg afternoon sacked out."
The alarm set, I resumed my position next to Meg. We each took a series of deep, slow breaths to fuckthebabysitter get ourselves started. As I jpg relaxed into the bed, I could sense Meg next to me doing the same. We found ourselves breathing in unison without really trying to. Soon I fuckthebabysitter felt the warm, inviting buzz fuckthebabysitter of hypnosis coming over me and I let go into fuckthebabysitter it, confidant that we fuckthebabysitter would fuckthebabysitter wake up at the appointed time.
Meg's car was in the garage as usual fuckthebabysitter when I got home, but the house seemed quiet fuckthebabysitter. I was still in a fuckthebabysitter pretty foul mood fuckthebabysitter, so rather than go fuckthebabysitter looking fuckthebabysitter for Meg right fuckthebabysitter away fuckthebabysitter I slipped upstairs to the bedroom. Changing out of my fuckthebabysitter office clothes does wonders for jpg my attitude on a bad day fuckthebabysitter.
Meg fuckthebabysitter's eyelids closed fuckthebabysitter down fuckthebabysitter and she sighed a long fuckthebabysitter, lazy sigh as she settled back into the bed. Watching fuckthebabysitter that happen sent a rush of adrenaline to my fuckthebabysitter groin fuckthebabysitter that almost completely derailed my train of thought. I'd had all kinds fuckthebabysitter of fantasies about Meg responding to my voice that way fuckthebabysitter, but seeing it happen fuckthebabysitter in reality was a rush unlike anything I jpg'd ever known. In my distraction - or was it fascination? - I barely noticed that my fuckthebabysitter free fuckthebabysitter hand had taken a fuckthebabysitter firm grip on my cock. I knelt there for several fuckthebabysitter seconds at jpg least, just trying to assimilate fuckthebabysitter the powerful erotic feelings that had fuckthebabysitter erupted within me, before I remembered what I was trying to do fuckthebabysitter.
A lick here, a suck there, my hands fuckthebabysitter caressing her legs all the while, I watched and listened for fuckthebabysitter signs of awakening. Her breathing fuckthebabysitter remained deep but the pace was picking up, and each exhale came with a long, sustained moaning sound fuckthebabysitter. Her fuckthebabysitter body felt heavy fuckthebabysitter and loose fuckthebabysitter, but there was no question that she was responding fuckthebabysitter and would be ready to come soon. I thought briefly about trying the "you can fuckthebabysitter't come until I tell fuckthebabysitter you to" trick fuckthebabysitter that figures fuckthebabysitter into so many of our favorite stories, but fuckthebabysitter I opted fuckthebabysitter not to - I wasn't sure I could pull it off, and I didn't want fuckthebabysitter to spoil this by trying and fuckthebabysitter failing.
A group chuckle fuckthebabysitter erupted - the question was fuckthebabysitter on all jpg of our minds, and it was a relief to hear someone voice it fuckthebabysitter. Carol was clearly expecting it and had her fuckthebabysitter answer ready.
"Before bringing you out of jpg hypnosis last week, I suggested that upon waking you would be much more aware than fuckthebabysitter usual of how sexy your partner really is fuckthebabysitter, and that this increased awareness would lead fuckthebabysitter to your having sexual thoughts and desires. Then I suggested that each of those thoughts would add to a growing, irresistible lust that fuckthebabysitter wouldn't be satisfied until fuckthebabysitter you make love with your partner, which you would fuckthebabysitter do fuckthebabysitter at the first safe opportunity."
As Carol fuckthebabysitter explained what she'd done, I replayed that Thursday night in my mind fuckthebabysitter: the sudden randiness I'd felt when we woke up the last time; the steady buildup fuckthebabysitter of need fuckthebabysitter; Meg trying to bring herself off in the car fuckthebabysitter and fuckthebabysitter failing, and fuckthebabysitter how fuckthebabysitter it that fuckthebabysitter had affected fuckthebabysitter me fuckthebabysitter; it all fell neatly into place.
Meg broke the fuckthebabysitter silence fuckthebabysitter with fuckthebabysitter a question of her fuckthebabysitter own. "Did you make any other suggestions while fuckthebabysitter we were out? About practicing jpg every day or anything like that?"
"Until I tell her to wake up fuckthebabysitter ... or fuckthebabysitter until my fuckthebabysitter arms give out and I drop her fuckthebabysitter on fuckthebabysitter the floor fuckthebabysitter." We laughed nervously at his fuckthebabysitter joke. Carol fuckthebabysitter was a good four fuckthebabysitter inches fuckthebabysitter taller than Jim fuckthebabysitter, and strongly built; I wondered how long he could hold her jpg up fuckthebabysitter.
Carol jpg's eyes snapped open fuckthebabysitter. Her face looked blank for a second or two, but then she blinked a few times and jpg seemed to reorient fuckthebabysitter herself. "You're wide awake fuckthebabysitter now, fully alert," Jim said, but he kept a fuckthebabysitter firm grip on her until she fuckthebabysitter cleared her throat and agreed with him.
"There's one fuckthebabysitter toward the fuckthebabysitter end called fuckthebabysitter 'Hand Breathing'. It fuckthebabysitter's a personal favorite of fuckthebabysitter mine; it produces great fuckthebabysitter relaxation , and works very well with kinesthetic types."
I looked back at Meg's face fuckthebabysitter. Her jaw looked slack and her lips were parted slightly. "She looks pretty out fuckthebabysitter of it to me. But fuckthebabysitter how do I know she didn't just nod fuckthebabysitter off?"
That was the end of the fuckthebabysitter standard script fuckthebabysitter. Meg's breathing had slowed so much I could barely tell when she inhaled. I watched her for a few fuckthebabysitter moments - she's fuckthebabysitter so beautiful when she's asleep - then thumbed fuckthebabysitter through the booklet to find the staircase deepener.
I waited. Several fuckthebabysitter long seconds later, her lips fuckthebabysitter moved slightly. "You are deeply, totally relaxed, Meg," I said as Jim had suggested, "and nothing can disturb that wonderful feeling. You fuckthebabysitter will find that you fuckthebabysitter can easily speak fuckthebabysitter to me while fuckthebabysitter you fuckthebabysitter are in this state, and that fuckthebabysitter it will not disturb your fuckthebabysitter relaxation in the least. In fact, speaking while under fuckthebabysitter hypnosis even helps your fuckthebabysitter mind to relax even more, taking you deeper and deeper with every word. Would you like to be able to return fuckthebabysitter to this fuckthebabysitter deep, satisfying sleep again fuckthebabysitter, Meg?
Her whole mouth fuckthebabysitter moved this time: "Yes, please."
"Stay down," I said, and was somewhat surprised to see her fuckthebabysitter drop back against the mat immediately. I think Meg was surprised too; her face took on a fuckthebabysitter vaguely puzzled look.
"I must have jpg been really out of it fuckthebabysitter," she remarked. "What happens fuckthebabysitter next ?"
"Relax and fuckthebabysitter let go," I said soothingly. "Don't fight fuckthebabysitter it, just fuckthebabysitter let it happen. Let the trigger phrase take you swiftly, easily down into your deepest fuckthebabysitter, most comfortable sleep fuckthebabysitter." As Carol had predicted jpg, Meg gave up the struggle immediately and sank back into fuckthebabysitter the cushions below. I repeated myself several times, encouraging her to sink deeper and deeper, then ran through the trigger suggestions again. It took fuckthebabysitter all of my fuckthebabysitter concentration to focus fuckthebabysitter on that instead of the growing lump in my pants. When Meg had again agreed to respond to fuckthebabysitter the fuckthebabysitter trigger , I counted to three and woke her up again.
"Is that fuckthebabysitter better fuckthebabysitter?"
I had to fuckthebabysitter agree fuckthebabysitter with that one; the suggestion had certainly been effective on fuckthebabysitter us.
"Yes, Virginia," he fuckthebabysitter said, "you can use hypnosis to induce an orgasm."
"As you wish, darling. Your fuckthebabysitter body remembers all of the sensations, all of the feelings, all of the fuckthebabysitter sights and sounds and fuckthebabysitter smells, of that experience. Your body remembers, Meg, and fuckthebabysitter when I give you the signal you will experience fuckthebabysitter the fuckthebabysitter relaxation, the fuckthebabysitter pleasure, and the orgasm in every detail jpg, as though it were happening again fuckthebabysitter. You will again feel the softness of the bed beneath you, the sexy jpg smoothness of fuckthebabysitter your silk robe against freshly showered skin. You will again hear my voice and relax, just as you did Monday. You will again feel the weight of my body on yours as fuckthebabysitter I spread your legs apart and position myself between them fuckthebabysitter. You fuckthebabysitter will again feel my fuckthebabysitter kisses on your thighs and your groin, my tongue touching all of your private parts fuckthebabysitter one by one. You again will fuckthebabysitter feel yourself growing more and more aroused, even as your body relaxes fuckthebabysitter under my touch, and you again will react exactly as you did that day. You will let fuckthebabysitter the pleasure build inside fuckthebabysitter you until you fuckthebabysitter have an orgasm fuckthebabysitter, and when you do that orgasm will be fuckthebabysitter as strong and as satisfying as any you can remember having. All fuckthebabysitter of this will happen fuckthebabysitter when I give you the signal. Do you fuckthebabysitter understand, Meg fuckthebabysitter?"
"That's up fuckthebabysitter the two of fuckthebabysitter you fuckthebabysitter," she fuckthebabysitter replied. "You've got fuckthebabysitter ten or fifteen minutes to kill while I finish up with the others. After that, just a few closing remarks fuckthebabysitter and we'll call it fuckthebabysitter a night."
"I thought I'd save it for at home, when we're alone."
I was fuckthebabysitter feeling playful. "Don't you remember? I didn fuckthebabysitter't tell you not to."
"No, I don't," Meg complained fuckthebabysitter after thinking. "I guess fuckthebabysitter I was too fuckthebabysitter out fuckthebabysitter of it to remember. But fuckthebabysitter you don't want to do it here, so it must be pretty explicit."
"A strip tease, then fuckthebabysitter."
When it was finally over and Meg's labored breathing was the only sound I could hear, I looked around: Carol, Jim, and all of our classmates were staring, spellbound, at Meg's quivering form. Soon Meg opened her eyes, noticed the fuckthebabysitter crowd, and realized she was the center of attention.
"Oh, shit fuckthebabysitter." she groaned, dropping back fuckthebabysitter down to the mat and covering her fuckthebabysitter reddening face with her hands.
"Call me when you get home fuckthebabysitter, okay?"
"A very long time," I agreed. "So long, in fact, that it's fuckthebabysitter difficult to imagine going much longer. You're a healthy young woman fuckthebabysitter with an active fuckthebabysitter libido, Meg fuckthebabysitter. It isn't natural for you fuckthebabysitter to be deprived of sexual fuckthebabysitter pleasure for so long. In fact, even now you can feel fuckthebabysitter the craving for fuckthebabysitter sex beginning to color your thoughts. Your body wants its pleasure, and it will not be denied. With every passing minute, your sexual desire increases. It fuckthebabysitter will not be satisfied until you have made fuckthebabysitter love with me and we have both fuckthebabysitter had fuckthebabysitter an orgasm. Do fuckthebabysitter you understand, Meg fuckthebabysitter?"
"I fuckthebabysitter was fuckthebabysitter thinking about sneaking out of here fuckthebabysitter and taking you out for an early dinner."
I put on my best fuckthebabysitter I'm-dealing-with-another-crisis-right-now face and checked my fuckthebabysitter watch for effect. "Can we do it tomorrow fuckthebabysitter instead?"
"Ah, he likes that," she remarked between kisses fuckthebabysitter. "Let's fuckthebabysitter see how he fuckthebabysitter likes this." Her tongue reached out and slowly, sensuously traveled up and down the underside of my fuckthebabysitter shaft. My legs got weak; I fuckthebabysitter grabbed onto the bookcase for support. Meg chuckled fuckthebabysitter again as her free hand traveled up and fuckthebabysitter around my fuckthebabysitter thigh jpg, then spread out over most of fuckthebabysitter my buttock and squeezed. My body jpg told me fuckthebabysitter I was about 20 seconds away from one hell of fuckthebabysitter an orgasm, less if I didn't get that tongue off my fuckthebabysitter shaft.
"A fuckthebabysitter little eager, are we?" I teased.
My face must have given me away. "That didn't fuckthebabysitter come out right," she fuckthebabysitter said quickly jpg, dropping her pizza fuckthebabysitter and fixing her eyes on mine. "The fuckthebabysitter things we've done so fuckthebabysitter far have been ... intense. It excites fuckthebabysitter me knowing that with fuckthebabysitter two fuckthebabysitter simple words you can put me under a fuckthebabysitter spell and make my body do these fuckthebabysitter incredible things. I fuckthebabysitter love giving up control to you."
"Be gentle with fuckthebabysitter me," I pleaded jokingly.
I looked over at Meg. She was sitting in the passenger seat quietly, looking out the side window. "Goodnight fuckthebabysitter Gracie," I said.
I grinned fuckthebabysitter and woke Meg fuckthebabysitter while Pam asked a follow-up question. "So if you don't fuckthebabysitter use fuckthebabysitter it fuckthebabysitter, it wears off fuckthebabysitter after a while?"
"It's not working fuckthebabysitter," Meg complained.
"I guess so," I fuckthebabysitter admitted. "I'm fuckthebabysitter just trying to fuckthebabysitter help."
My eyes jerked open again fuckthebabysitter, but it took me a second or two to before I could comprehend what was happening. "Wow," I started to fuckthebabysitter say, but then I heard Meg's voice and felt myself dropping into fuckthebabysitter the darkness again.
I remember fuckthebabysitter a tugging sensation around my waist, and the feel of jpg warm vinyl fuckthebabysitter against my buttocks fuckthebabysitter. The next time I opened my fuckthebabysitter eyes Meg's face was more fuckthebabysitter distant, as if she fuckthebabysitter were standing over me fuckthebabysitter instead of fuckthebabysitter sitting close by. I had a tremendous hard-on fuckthebabysitter and a sensation of fingers playing fuckthebabysitter with my balls. Realization started fuckthebabysitter to fuckthebabysitter set in fuckthebabysitter. "Meg, what the h-"
All I could do was laugh. "Have jpg we been kicked out of class jpg yet?"
"Can jpg I make him get hard whenever I want?" Tamika asked, prompting a buzz of chuckles from the rest of fuckthebabysitter us.
Meg fuckthebabysitter nodded fuckthebabysitter thoughtfully. I'm in trouble, I thought to myself.
"Would jpg it make any difference if I said fuckthebabysitter no?"
Meg shook her head fuckthebabysitter. "I think I'll let him stew a while."
Meg got fuckthebabysitter us on fuckthebabysitter the road quickly fuckthebabysitter. "Have I fuckthebabysitter stewed long enough yet?" I asked, wondering jpg what jpg she had in fuckthebabysitter store for fuckthebabysitter me.
It fuckthebabysitter was Meg fuckthebabysitter at her artful best, without doubt the most fuckthebabysitter intense , arousing thing I'd ever felt. That Meg was not actually sucking me off fuckthebabysitter, but rather fuckthebabysitter sitting in the driver's seat chuckling as she listened to my moaning jpg grow more and more out of control, actually made the situation more erotic for me. "Oh, God," I breathed, "This is unbelievable!"
"Glad you fuckthebabysitter like it," she said smugly fuckthebabysitter. "Let me know when you've had enough."
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