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It Happened One Night

I was sitting in the bar, nursing a beer and I heard someone call my name. I turned and saw that it was Jill, this girl I went to high school with. She’d had a thing for me in school and we’d hung out a little bit then but I lost track of her after graduation and hadn’t seen her in the past five years. She looked pretty good: a short blonde with green eyes and nice tits. She looked as if she’d kept herself in pretty good shape. She sat down next to me and we talked for a while, the usual things you’d expect when people hadn’t seen each other for a while. She was working as a lab tech somewhere around here and had recently broken up with her boyfriend. She was telling me about her new apartment when I interrupted her and asked is she wanted another drink.

“Well, how’d you like to see my new place? It’s pretty close.” She looked at me expectantly and I could tell that she was still into me.

What the fuck, I figured. “Sure, that sounds great.”

I paid the tab and followed her out to the parking lot, admiring her ass. Her car was parked near mine, and I followed her the couple blocks to her place.

It was a nice place, for an apartment. I sat on the couch in the living room while she fetched a couple beers. She handed me one and sat down next to me on the couch. She talked pretty much non-stop for almost a half-hour, boring the shit out of me with things I didn’t care about, then she seemed to realize it and she stopped abruptly.

“I’m sorry. I just haven’t seen you in a long time and so much has been happening to me. What have you been up to?”

I gave her a quick summary: college, job, work. Took less than a minute. She seemed to want to hear more about me, so I gave her a quick rundown on my hobbies, which included hypnotism. I’d used it maybe a dozen times before on chicks I knew and girlfriends, always with a sexual bend, usually with good results. It hadn’t even occurred to me before; Jill was a sure thing anyway, but now that I’d brought it up it seemed like a good idea. Her eyes got big and she smiled.

“I bet you couldn’t hypnotize me!” She swatted my leg playfully and it was all I could do to keep a straight face. This was way too easy.

“Well, have you ever been hypnotized before?” I already knew that she had; she had been sitting next to me at the hypnotist at the graduation party and gone under in the audience. The hypnotist had brought her up on stage and she had joined the others in a standard stage hypnosis routine. My favorite part was when she was the fart police: the hypnotist had sent her out into the audience and every time he’d made a farting noise she’d loudly accuse someone of farting.

“Yeah.” She said. “Remember when I was hypnotized at the graduation party?”

“Oh, that’s right.” I said, laughing. “I remember that.”

“You’re not going to make me do anything stupid, are you?” Her inflection made it sound very flirty.

“Well, you don’t think that I can hypnotize you at all.” I pointed out.

“That’s right.” She said, though not very confidently. “But if you can, don’t make me do anything stupid.”

“I’m not making any promises.” I said with a smile.

“You’d better not.” She was smiling, at ease.

“Just trust me.”

“Ok. What do you want me to do?”

“All right. I just want you to sit there and pick a spot on the wall to stare at. Take a deep breath and hold it in. Let it out slowly. Good. Again. Now, I want you to just keep breathing deep and listening to my voice, feeling it help you to relax. Think back to when you were hypnotized, remember that feeling. Good, now I want you to imagine yourself at the top of a staircase. I’m going to count backwards from ten to one, and with each number you will see yourself going down to the next step.” Her eyes had glazed over, and she was blinking slowly.

“Ten. With every step you feel yourself relaxing more and more. Nine, sinking deeper and deeper. Eight, your breathing deep and relaxed, your eyes becoming heavier and heavier. Seven, sinking down towards that wonderful feeling of relaxation. Six, finding it harder and harder to keep your eyes open, with every blink they are getting heavier and heavier. Five, feeling wonderful, relaxed and calm. Four, concentrating on my voice, hearing nothing but my voice, feeling it help you to reach this wonderful state of relaxation. Three, your eyes are closing now, too heavy to keep open, closing now. Two, so relaxed, so peaceful. One, there’s nothing except for my voice and this wonderful feeling of relaxation.”

She looked great sitting next to me, eyes closed, head bobbing slightly. Her breathing was slow and regular. I was getting very hard.

“In a minute I’m going to put my hand on your shoulder, and when I do you will feel your entire body relax, all the muscles in your body will lose all of their tension, and this will help you to relax even more, taking you into a deep state of hypnosis.” I placed my hand on her shoulder and squeezed gently but firmly, pulling her towards me. She gave a little sigh and I could feel her body relax as she fell over towards me, her head resting on my shoulder.

“Wonderful, you’re doing so well. Every time you hear me say the word “Relax” it takes you deeper and deeper into this wonderful feeling of relaxation. Relax. In a moment I’m going to wake you up, but when I do the number six will be gone from your mind. The number six will not exist for you. Nod your head if you understand and accept this.” Her head weakly nodded against my shoulder.

“That’s great Jill. Whenever you’re awake and you hear me say the word “Relax” your eyes will close and you will effortlessly slip back into a relaxing hypnotic trance. Nod your head if you understand and accept this.” Another nod.

“Terrific. On the count of three your eyes will open and you will wake up. You will not remember anything that happened when you were hypnotized; in fact you are positive that you weren’t hypnotized. One, two, three.”

Slowly she sat up and looked at me, with uncertainty in her eyes.

“Well,” I asked, “how was it?”

“I don’t think it worked.” She said.

“Sure it did.”

“I didn’t want to hurt your feelings, but I know it didn’t work. That’s okay, though. At least you tried.” She smiled warmly.

“Oh, it worked. I can prove it.”

“How?”

“Well, how many fingers do you have?” She gave me a look like, what kind of moron are you?

“Hold out your hands and count your fingers one at a time.”

She did as I asked, but I could tell she was just humoring me.

“One, two, three, four, six, seven, eight, nine, ten…eleven?”

“Is that right?” I asked.

“…No.”

“Well, what’s the deal, then? Why do you have eleven fingers?”

“I don’t know. I should only have ten. This doesn’t make any sense. I think I need another beer.” She stood and went to the kitchen.

“Bring me one, too.” I shouted after her.

She returned and handed me a beer. She took a long pull off of hers and looked at me funny. I could see her mind racing, trying to figure out what was going on.

“Jill.” I said. She looked at me and I reached for her beer. She handed it to me, and her lips moved to ask me a question but I beat her to it. “Relax.”

She gave another one of her cute little sighs as her eyes closed and she sagged back into the couch.

“Relaxing more and more, with every breath you take feel it help you go deeper and deeper, sinking down into a comfortable hypnotic trance. Now, you can feel me tying balloons onto your right wrist, and with every breath you take you can feel them pulling your arm up, higher and higher, until you arm is straight up in the air.”

Her arm started to twitch, and then it slowly began to rise up, and in less than a minute it was straight up.

“Good, you’re doing so well, Jill. Now I want you to imagine each of those balloons drifting slowly away from your arm, up into the air, and as they do your arm will begin to fall back down, and when it hits your side you will be more relaxed than ever. See the balloons going now.”

Her head began to rock slightly and I could see her eyes twitching rapidly under her eyelids. Her arm slowly began to fall back down, until it landed in her lap and she gave another of her little sighs which I was quickly growing to love.

“That’s great, Jill. In a moment I’m going to count to three. When I reach three your eyes will open, but you will remain deeply hypnotized. You will stand up, go into your room and change into your pajamas. Then you will come back out here and sit down next to me again. As soon as sit down you will be totally awake. You will not remember being hypnotized, it will be like a wonderful dream you had, and the harder you try to remember it, the more it will drift away. Nod your head if you understand and accept these suggestions.”

Her head weakly bobbed twice.

“Good. One, two, three.” I counted quickly.

Her eyes opened she stood up. She had a blank look on her face as she walked out of the room and down the hall. I couldn’t help myself, I followed right behind her. She opened the door to her room and stepped into the room, leaving the door wide open. She unbuttoned her shirt dropped it on the ground. Her bra followed, revealing perfect creamy white breasts. She undid the button of her jeans and slowly unzipped them. They fell to the floor and she stepped out of them, wearing only a small pair of pink panties. She stood in front of the dresser and pulled open a drawer, taking out an oversized shirt. She pulled it over her head and started toward the door. I raced back to the living room and sat on the couch, trying in vain to cover my raging erection.

She returned and sat down next to me. As she did her eyes cleared, and she stared at me intently. She looked down at what she was wearing and then looked back at me, trying to formulate a question.

“What?” I asked innocently.

She opened her mouth to respond, then frowned as if she was trying to remember something.

“Weren’t we just…? Didn’t I…?” She looked at me for help.

“What?” I repeated.

“I thought I just…why am I wearing pajamas?” She looked confused.

“Well, you obviously must’ve put them on. I sure didn’t.” I smiled deviously.

“But, I don’t…We were just sitting here a minute ago and then…”

“Aren’t we just sitting here now?”

“Well, yeah, but…I was wearing jeans.” She sounded uncertain.

“And then you put on pajamas. What’s the problem?”

“But I don’t remember it. We were just sitting here talking about…Oh!” A look of understanding crossed her face. “Oh, my God! You did hypnotize me! But I don’t even remember it.”

I laughed. “Told you I could.”

She laughed too. “You bastard!” She punched me playfully on the arm.

“Hey, Jill.”

“What?”

“Relax.” She sank back onto the couch, away from me this time, one leg sliding off the couch and giving me an excellent view of her panties.

“Now, I’m going to ask you some questions, and you will be able to answer them while remaining deeply hypnotized. In fact, every time you answer a question you will go deeper and deeper into this wonderful hypnotic state. Nod your head if you understand.”

She nodded her head. I paused for a minute, had a long pull of beer and just watched her, her breasts slowly rising and falling, her legs wide apart. My eyes were drawn toward her panties; it looked like they were wet. I bent down, my face just inches from her cunt. I took a deep breath and savored her musky scent. Reluctantly I sat back up.

“Jill, do you like being hypnotized?”

“Yes.” She said, her voice soft and husky.

“How did you feel when you were awake and you realized that you had changed?”

“I felt confused…and wet.”

“Does it make you wet when I hypnotize you?”

“Yes. Oh, yes.”

“You like me hypnotizing you, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Are you turned on now?”

“Yes.”

“I want you to tell me, how turned on are you?”

“Oh, I’m so horny. I’m all wet.”

“It would make you even more wet to take off your panties and give them to me, wouldn’t it?”

“Yes.”

“Take off your panties now Jill.”

Her hands flew to her underwear and roughly pulled them down. I reached out and took them from her. They were thoroughly soaked.

“Your nipples are hard, aren’t they?

“Yes.”

“Take off your shirt, Jill, so I can see your beautiful tits.”

She pulled her shirt over her head and dropped it unceremoniously on the floor next to the couch. She was now completely naked, laying next to me on the couch. Her breasts were rising and falling rapidly and her golden pubic hairs were glistening with her desire.

“Would you like to rub your clit, Jill?”

“Yes. Please.”

“Rub your clit Jill.”

Her hands flew to her crotch, and she was quickly writhing and moaning, one hand on her pussy and the other rolling a nipple between two fingers.

“You’re close to coming aren’t you Jill.”

“Mmmm…yes.”

“On the count of five you will have the most intense orgasm of your life, and as soon as it hits you you will wake up, remembering everything that just happened. Would you like that, Jill?”

“Mmmm, oh…yes, please.”

“One, two, three, four…five.”

She was rocking back and forth, moaning. “Oh, God, Oh, God, Oh, My, Fucking, GOD!”

Slowly she calmed down and her breathing slowed. She looked at me through half closed eyes.

“Well, how was it?” I asked.

“Oh, my God!” she said,

I laughed. “Yeah, I think you covered that already.”

“Fuck. That was…unbelievable. I’ve never had an orgasm like that, especially not…alone.”

“Well, you know, I did help a little.”

“Thank you. Thank you, that was…”

“Now what?” I asked.

“You better put your cock in me. I’ve never needed to be fucked so bad in my life.”

I’m not one to argue with a naked chick, especially one laying on the couch with her legs spread begging me to fuck her. I probably set some sort of record for undressing, then I was on her in a second. She was screaming in ecstasy the second I put my dick in her, and she came less than a minute later. I was in danger of coming too, so I pulled out and stood up.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Come here and bend over the couch. I want to take you from behind.”

She didn’t argue, and as I put myself in her wet, hungry cunt I had an idea.

“Jill.”

“What?” she panted.

“Relax.”

Her tense little body immediately slackened. My dick felt so nice and warm inside her that I kept it there as I leaned over and spoke into her ear.

“You like my cock in you, don’t you Jill?”

“Yes, it feels so good.”

“That’s good Jill, I want you to feel good. Do you want me to feel good, too.”

“Yeah, I want you to come. I want to swallow your come.”

I stifled a laugh. “Not yet, Jill, but I promise you that later you can. Have you had it in the ass before, Jill?”

“No.”

“Would you like me to fuck you in the ass, Jill?”

She frowned a little before answering. “No.”

“Can you tell me why?”

“Think it will hurt.”

“If I promised that it wouldn’t hurt, would you want to?”

“Mmm…I don’t know.”

“I can make it so that it feels really good. Would you like me to do that, Jill? I promise that it won’t hurt and that you’ll like it. You trust me don’t you?”

“Yes…but…”

“I want you to picture a knob, like a volume dial on a radio. Can you see that knob now, Jill.”

“Yes.”

I leaned back and began to trace little circles around her asshole. She began to moan a little and push her ass back against me.

“Ah, that feels, good, huh?”

“Yes, but…too tight for you.”

“Well, picture your knob, and right now its on ten. I want you to turn the knob down to one, and with each number you go down you will feel your asshole relaxing more and more. I want you to hypnotized your asshole until it’s as relaxed as it can be. Turn the knob now, Jill, and with each turn I want you to say the number out loud.”

She began to count down from ten, slowly. I was still making little circles around her sphincter and she was still rocking on her knees, pushing back against me.

“One.” she said.

“Is it nice and relaxed now?” I asked.

“Mmm-hmm.” She murmured.

I slowly stuck my thumb into her ass. It went in with no resistance. With my other hand I reached around and began to rub her clit.

“That feels good now, doesn’t it Jill?”

“Yes.”

“When I wake you up you will not remember being hypnotized, but whenever I put anything in your ass you will feel the most wonderful sensation, as if I were licking your clit. Would you like that Jill?”

“Mmm-hmm”

I removed my thumb and put my dick back in her cunt. I slowly began to fuck her.

“On the count of three you will be wide awake. One, two, three.”

“Yes, yes, that feels so good.” She started right back where we left off. Well, to her we never stopped.

I went faster, her moans intensified and then I stopped abruptly and pulled out.

“Oh, don’t stop. I want to come again.” She begged.

In one quick movement I had repositioned myself and sunk my dick into her ass. I could feel her tense up for a second and then she began pushing back against me.

“Oh, yes, fuck yeah, oh, fuck me fuck me.” Her screams increased in frequency and volume until she stopped for a moment, shuddered once and then she came.

“Oooohhh God, yes. Yes. Yes.”

Her whole body became very tense and then, gradually she began to relax. Reluctantly, I pulled out. That was her third orgasm and I was still blue-balling here.

She rolled over on her back and smiled at me. Her face was shiny with sweat and her hair was all fucked up. “God, I never knew that felt so good. That was just…fucking amazing. You didn’t come, did you?”

I shook my head.

“I’m sorry.” She said.

“Don’t be. Just relax.”

Her eyes closed with that cute little sigh and she slumped back onto the couch.

“Are you having a good time, Jill?”

She smiled lazily. “Yes. I like your cock.”

“That’s good, Jill. Would you like to suck it?”

Her brow furrowed and I knew what she was thinking.

“Do you like chocolate, Jill?”

“Mmm-hmm.”

“Good. On the count of three you will open your eyes but remain deeply hypnotized. My dick will taste like the best chocolate you’ve ever had. You will love the taste of it and you will give me the best head you’ve ever given. When I come you will wake up, but my come will taste like the best chocolate cream you’ve ever had. You will want to swallow every last drop of it. When you’re finished you will realize that my come is a very powerful tranquilizer, and you will into a very deep sleep in less than a minute. You will not wake up until tomorrow morning, and then you will only remember bits and pieces of tonight. All you will know for sure is that you took me back home and then you woke up naked on the floor. Everything else will be fuzzy, but when you think about it you will get very wet. I want you to nod you head if you understand and accept these suggestions.”

She nodded and I counted quickly. “One, two, three.”

Her eyes opened and she looked at me, sitting on the couch. Slowly, she knelt in front of me and took me in her mouth. She was surprisingly good, and it was only a few minutes before I reached orgasm. I held it as long as I could, and then released it into her mouth in one long burst. Her eyes seemed to clear, but she swallowed it all greedily. Satisfied, I pushed her away.

“How did that taste?” I asked.

She smiled. “How’d you do that? That tasted fucking awesome. It was like some gourmet chocolate.”

I laughed. “So you didn’t mind sucking me off after I fucked you in the ass?”

Her eyes got big and she started to say something, but then she yawned. “Oh, excuse me. I think all that wore me out.”

“Well, I should say goodnight.”

“Oh, aren’t you going to spend the night?”

“I don’t know yet, but it doesn’t look like you’ll be up too much longer.”

She had laid down on the floor and she yawned again. “You’re right. Oh, I’m just so tired all of a sudden.”

I sat next to her and kissed her on the forehead. With one hand I was absently finger fucking her.

“You’re not gonna pass out on me, are you?”

She looked at me and half smiled, then she sighed and her eyes closed. I stood and went into the bathroom to piss. When I came back her breathing was deep and even.

I spotted a camera on the book shelf and smiled wickedly. I got it and then looked down at Jill. She was curled up on her side, with one hand under her chin. I rolled her onto her back, and spread her legs apart. Her arms flopped straight out at her sides. I took three quick pictures then put the camera back where I’d found it. That should be funny later.

I was surprised to find that I was hard again. I knelt over her stomach and beat off onto her tits and chest. As an afterthought I ran my finger through a large puddle of it on her right tit and painted her lips with it. She moaned a little and did a little chewing thing but stayed out.

I looked at my watch and saw that it was almost two in the morning. Shit. I went into her bedroom and set the alarm for six-thirty. I took one last look at Jill, naked and spread-eagle on the floor, with come drying on her face and tits. I left all the lights on and curled up naked in her bed. I was asleep almost immediately.