0 comments/ 185035 views/ 5 favorites Just Relax By: lioness13 There she (Cindy) is all alone again, just her and her daughter. Her husband (John) is working at night and sleeping during the day. When she provokes him into sex it's a rush rush situation so he can get to work. What's a woman to do? She tries to wake her husband early while her child is sleeping, but the husband doesn't budge. The only thing he does is roll over. She decided she would try something a little different. She got her husband back on his back. Lucky for her he sleeps naked. She put his semi hard cock into her mouth and began sucking. It got harder and harder, and he still slept. 'He probably took a sleeping pill or something', she thinks. With no luck on waking him she continues to suck and lick his 8 inches that she loves so much. While sucking she is fingering herself so that she is extremely wet. After a few minute's of sucking and fingering she gets on top of him and inserts the whole 8 inches into her wet pussy. It slides in with ease and she began to slowly ride him. Ahh look some movement she thinks. He put his hands on her hip's and helped out. All the while he was still asleep. After a few minute's of riding and feeling him slide in and out in and out of her wet pussy she begins to wonder what it's like to be fucked in the ass. He's always wanted to try it with her. 'Well he's sleeping he won't know the difference', she thinks. So while his 8 inches is still inside her she slowly turns a 180 and is now facing his feet. She moves up and down some more making sure his hard cock is nice and wet. She lifts up and inserts his cock into her ass very slowly. It is tight and she's afraid he'll wake up to the tightening. Being very relaxed his cock slides into her ever so tight ass. She is biting her lip and trying to decide if it's gonna feel good or hurt. The first time penetration is hurting, but 'gay me love this', she thinks. So after getting about half of his cock into her tight ass she begins to slowly move up and down on it. 'Stay relaxed, stay relaxed', she kept telling herself. Her up and down motions begin to get faster and faster. "Oh, this feels so good" she says. He husband starts to mumble and she screams. He wakes up to find his cock in her ass. After composing hisself and realizing this is for real, he says "honey, what are you doing?" She freezes and turns her head and sees that he's awake. "I got really horny and thought I would have sex with you while you sleep" she says. "But why am I in your ass?" he asks. She's not sure if she should tell him, because he thinks she's a prim and proper woman. Finally she tells him "well, you've always wanted to try this and I figured while you were sleeping I could try it and if it hurt I could stop without hurting your feeling's." "So how does it feel" he asks. She's not sure how much time has passed since she's been on him, but she says, "you've been in my ass for sometime now and I'm loving it" she continues "I've been having orgasm after orgasm." He's getting more aroused and awake so he motions her to get off and tells her to get her dildo. She does as she's told. "Now bend over doggie style while I go back into your ass, once I'm in, insert your dildo into your pussy" She's in aww. Realizing now that she can do anything with her husband and no one would know she does this. "This feels weird honey" she says. "I know, I can feel your dildo as I move in and out of your ass". "Oh baby, try to slide all 8 inches into me please" she moans. "You're so tight and it feels so damn good. We need to do this more often" he says. She screams and moans saying "yes baby yes, we will we will". He starts to go faster and harder and she's ramming her dildo as far as she can get it into her pussy. Both of them moaning and panting. 'There's nothing like a good ass fucking if you can stay relaxed' she thinks. "Damn this feels so good baby" he yells, "I like being woke up like this." A mischievous grin goes across her face. "Oh! Oh! Oh! I'm gonna come baby!" he yells. "Do it deep in my ass" she yells. "Uh Uh Uh OOOHHH!!!" both of them yell and moan. They both lay beside each other and realize that this was the best orgasm either of them had ever had. It was a first for both of them but certainly not the last. She mention's to him about a threesome or a foursome. His eye's got really wide with strangeness. He'd never heard his wife talk like this before or act like this. "What do you mean" he asks. "Well we could find another guy and girl or join us once and see what it's like" she says. The next day he is off, and they meet up with some friend's who are into all kinds of kinky stuff. They go back to their house knowing that if they have enough to drink they could do this. Their friend's have always wanted to try it with them so there were no problems there. After a couple of hour's drinking and joking about sex and all, the friend's wife (Karen) goes over to Cindy and starts kissing her. John is surprised Cindy isn't pushing away. John's friend Mike goes to him and starts rubbing his cock and kissing him. John is a little hesitant, after all this is another man. Mike tells him to just go with the flow and pretend like he's kissing his wife. The women are undressing each other and fondling while they watch the men. Karen puts Cindy's hand on her warm and wet pussy and pushes a finger inside, while Karen does the same to Cindy. Cindy is getting really wet feeling Karen's pussy and her fingering her and watching her husband about to be sucked by Mike. This arouses her more. Mike starts to suck on John and finger his ass. John is moaning with delight, now he know why his wife liked it so much. Karen and Cindy get in the 69 position and eat each other. Watching the women the guy's do the same thing. After a few minute's of all that. Cindy and John are prepared for their first experience. John lays on his back and Cindy gets on top sliding onto his hard and throbbing cock. Mike comes from behind and sticks his hard cock into Cindy's awaiting ass. Now she has double penetration for real this time and is moaning so loud. Lucky for them their daughter is visiting her grandparent's for the weekend. Karen position's herself on John's face facing Cindy they can kiss some more. "Oh this feels so good, both of ya'll go harder and faster" Cindy exclaims. They do as instructed. Cindy finally has herself a huge orgasm. Mike removes himself as well as John when Cindy gets up. Now it's Karen's turn, nothing new to her. John is in her ass though that way her husband is in her pussy. After a few minute's Karen is screaming and coming. Mike looks at John and kisses him while the women kiss. Mike turns John around and tells to get on his hands and knees and be very relaxed. John does as instructed as Mike rubs some KY on his hard cock. He inserts very slowly into John's ass. John is surprised to find out that he enjoys this and tells Mike to go faster and harder. Finally Mike exclaims "I'm gonna cum John, I'm gonna cum!" Mike pulls out and shoot's his load all over his wife's chest. Cindy helps Karen lick it off and now it's John's turn to fuck Mike. John puts on some KY and penetrates Mike. "Oh yeah John, you feel really good" Mike continues, "I want you to fuck me like it's the end and shoot all over your wife" So John is really pounding Mike's ass and enjoying it. "Harder!" Mike says. "You feel as good as my wife Mike" John says so that encourages him to go faster and harder. "I'm gonna cum. Come over here Cindy" John says. He pulls out and strokes his hard cock with the help of his wife and shoot's his milky white cum all over her beautiful chest. The guy's go to the bathroom and wash their cock's. They come back in and the ladies begin to suck to help them relax. John loved being fucked in the ass so much that he bought another dildo just for him so his wife could strap it on and fuck the crap out of his ass. They continue to have encounter's with their friend's when their kid is with her grandparent's for a weekend. They are working on building a bid house so they can all live together and do this anytime they please. Just Relax "Just relax," the woman whispered, "The drug should be wearing off now but you shouldn't try to move much." Drug? What the hell? And that voice who was it?" "My name is Jennifer," the voice said, "You're in good hands, Richard, don't worry." His half-open eyes finally began to sharpen a little and he could make out a person sitting on a chair next to the bed. Dark hair and trim figure were the only details he could make out as he fought his eye-lids trying to close again. He wanted to ask her questions but the pull of sleep was too strong. He faded off once more into unconsciousness. A cool wash-cloth brought Rick out of his dreams. His eyes opened slowly, but without a fight this time. He looked up at the pretty young brunette tending to him. "Who are you?" he asked. "I'm Jennifer," she reminded him, "You've had a rough time so don't try to get up just yet." He grimaced as he realized his mouth was very dry. "What happened? Where am I?" "I've been watching over you," she said, "you're in our home." "How did I get here?" "My sisters and I brought you here." She said wringing out the wash cloth. "Sisters?" he said puzzled. "Yes, Richard my sisters Irene and Mindy brought you here. You'll meet them later if you wish." She stopped wiping his forehead with the cloth and leaned back. Even in his confused state, Rick recognized that she was one of the most beautiful women he'd ever seen. She looked around twenty-five years old and almost had to be a model or an actress. "You must be thirsty," she said, and he nodded. She smiled, "I'll be back in a moment." Jennifer was tall as well, and dressed in a conservative, black business dress. She closed the door behind her as she left. He took stock of his surroundings. The room was large and airy, with picture windows dominating two walls. Light, gauzy curtains weren't shear enough to see through but suffused the room in the yellow-red light from a setting sun. His sickbed was king size with a thick, yet surprisingly light, white comforter atop light-blue satin sheets. "Why am I here?"He forced himself to think back. He remembered his earlier awakening and inability to move he'd been certain he was going to die when his panic over-whelmed his lungs. He thought back further and remembered... something. There was a street. He'd been walking home. And something had happened. A girl no it was a woman. In an alley she called out to him. He turned and... Had he gone down the alley? His head was starting to hurt again; he couldn't remember what had happened then. Jennifer returned with a glass of water for him. "Drink up," she said, "you need it." He had no trouble obeying his dry mouth was grateful for the liquid. Odd taste to the water though... "You're looking much better," Jennifer said. "What happened...? I remember an alley and a girl..." "You were attacked," she said taking the glass and placing his arms back under the comforter. "Attacked? How and why and by whom?" Something like pain flickered across Jennifer's perfect features. "Someone came up behind you and stuck a needle into you." She said securing the sheets around him. "Why... Why would some...someone...," Rick was having trouble concentrating on the conversation. What she was saying was crazy. Rick had no enemies; everyone liked him. And it was scaring him and something was wrong. He'd been feeling strong up until just now. "Relax," Jennifer said, "you still need a bit more sleep. Just relax." Her voice was soothing and Rick let himself do as she instructed. He slipped back into a drugged sleep and stayed that way through the night. Just Relax My work day dragged on, so all I wanted to do when I got home was take a shower and call it quits. I got home and my wife was already relaxing on the sofa. "How was your day?" she asked coyly looking at me. She could tell that I was beat. I griped about my day for a moment as I peeled out of my work clothes. "I'm going to take a shower," I said as I started walking up the stairs. I went into the bathroom and ran the shower to hot. I needed to steam away my day. The hot water beat against my neck and shoulders as I began to relax. Then I heard the bathroom door open. My wife spoke over the shower. "You look like you could use a massage, so come to the bed when you're done." I did not have to be invited twice. The prospect of my wife giving me a massage made me happy because I was sure to relax and might even get laid. I quickly rinsed off and turned the water off. I got out, toweled myself dry, and did not bother getting dressed. I wrapped the towel around my waist and stepped into the bedroom. My wife was sitting on the bed waiting for me. The bedroom lights were dimmed. The covers had been pulled back on our bed. She had replaced the comforter with a towel. Next to the towel was a bottle of lube. "What kind of massage did you have in mind?" I asked with a chuckle. "You'll see," she answered with a grin. She summoned me over with her finger and I made way to her and kissed her deeply. The front of my towel began to rise as I was getting turned on. We stopped out kiss and my wife pointed down to my crotch. "Trouble relaxing?" she asked with a smile. "Go ahead and lay down." I complied. I pulled my towel off and laid face-down on the towel she had spread over our bed. She immediately started rubbing my neck and my shoulders. Then she worked her way down my back, over my buttocks, and down the backs of my legs. I was completely relaxed. She reached my ankles then pulled my legs slightly apart. She ran the tips of her fingers up the insides of my legs and I twitched as she reached my cock. I lifted my ass just a little and she slid her palm underneath me. She lightly stroked my cock until I had a throbbing hard on. I started to roll over thinking I knew where this was headed, but she stopped me. She reached over me and grabbed the bottle of lube. The familiar sound of the bottle opening excited me. "Get on all fours," she purred. I wondered if she was wearing one of her strapons under her pants. I was set to find out. I got on all fours and waited. I felt cold liquid meet my ass and my body tingled with her initial touch. She rubbed lube over my ass. Then I felt the tip of her finger at my hole. She pushed her finger into me and my excitement soared. I felt her finger slide in to the knuckle. She pushed in and waited for me to relax. Then she pushed in another. I loved the sensation and could feel precum dripping from my cock. She began to push in and pull back over and over until my muscles relaxed more. Then she pulled back a bit and pushed a third finger into my hole. She continued her probing and a I felt the tip of her fourth finger moving in. She barely pushed it in with the others and paused. "Do you want more?" she asked softly. "Yes." I felt the pressure of her fourth finger enter me and I moaned involuntarily. Her fingers disappeared inside me. She kept playing with my ass, but paused again. "Do you want more?" I was loving the feeling, but wasn't sure how much more I could take. "I don't know," I answered softly. She retorted, "Well, you're pushing back like you want it." I was enjoying myself so much that I didn't realize I was pushing back and begging her to fuck me with her fingers. "Yes," I answered. She poured more lube over my ass without pulling her hand away. Then I felt her thumb making way in with the rest of her fingers. The width of her knuckles and thumb were almost unbearable I clenched my fists into the sheets, lowered my head, and took a deep breath. I pushed back against her and felt her hand disappear to her wrist. The stretching pressure was agonizing at first. "Ooh. Good Boy," she encouraged as she moved her hand a little inside me. The sensation was unbearable and amazing at the same time. "I have to cum!" I pleaded excitedly. She reached under me with her other hand and rubbed my cock until I exploded with cum. My asshole clenched her fist as I sprayed with orgasmic delight. She stroked my with I was dry and pulled her hand out of me, leaving me the most stretched I had ever been. I collapsed onto the bed depleted and completely relaxed. Just Relax 'Just relax.' The voice belonged to Melinda's neighbour-across-the-hall, Patrick, though he was not in the room with her. He was probably, she thought, in his own bed, asleep. His voice came from a little digital recorder which was sat beside her bed. Mel had been having trouble sleeping and Pat had told her that he could help, if she was willing. At two in the morning, with another sleepless night looking her in the face, she had decided to give Pat's hypnosis recording a go. 'Let your body settle naturally onto the bed,' Pat's voice instructed, and Mel did her best to follow the instruction. She let herself relax as best she could against the mattress. She was failing to sleep, as usual, in a camisole and boy shorts; sleeping naked, even in the warm, July weather in New York, was just not in her nature. 'Remember, Mel, that this is not deep hypnosis. You're just going to enter a light trance which will make you more relaxed. You just need to listen to the sound of my voice and allow yourself to relax. Just relax. You are quite safe. Safe and sound. Just relax and allow my voice to wash over you.' Pat had explained that this was not exactly hypnosis, more like a mild form of altered state. When she had mentioned stage hypnotists and post-hypnotic suggestions he had laughed and told her that she need not worry; unlike what you heard in the popular press, hypnosis could never make you do anything you were not inclined to do anyway. All Pat was going to do was encourage Mel to be inclined to fall asleep. 'Get comfortable, Mel. Let my voice flow over you like warm water. I want you to concentrate on your body, on how your body feels. Feel your body become more relaxed. Feel your head and neck relaxing against the pillow. Let that feeling of relaxation wash down through your neck into your shoulders. Allow your shoulders and back to relax into the mattress. Feel that relaxation spreading upward into your stomach and chest.' Something about the situation made her nipples perk. There she was, lying in bed, listening to Pat's voice. Pat had lived across the hall from her for over a year and they had been friends for almost all of that time. Not tight friends or best friends, but close enough that they spent the occasional evening watching a movie. But that was the limit of their relationship; Pat was attractive, smart, tall, and way outside Mel's league. Mel was short, too heavy, her boobs were way too big for her frame, her face was too fat, her nose was too small. She had good hair, maybe, blonde and full and shoulder length. People said she had good hair, which was obviously just a way of saying something nice about her... 'Just relax and let the feeling spread down through your hips and into your thighs. Let it flow out and into your arms. Feel your arms and legs growing heavy as they become more and more relaxed.' She let herself drift back into Pat's voice, putting aside the imperfections of her body. It was like having Pat in the room with her. Though if he had been, she would have been mortified and hiding under the sheets. 'Let that feeling of relaxation wash down to your fingers and toes. Feel it rebound and as it does so, it grows deeper. Feel your toes and fingers, and hands and feet, grow heavier, more relaxed. More relaxed than you have ever felt.' It was kind of weird. Nice weird, not scary weird, but kind of weird. Mel felt like her hands and heels were now pressing into the mattress. She doubted she could have moved them, even if she had wanted to, and she did not really want to. Her body felt heavy. Pat had said he thought she would make a good subject. He had said that imagination was important and Mel had that in spades. 'Feel the wave washing back up your legs and arms,' Pat's voice said, and she could. 'Feel it bring with you a warm, relaxing feeling.' Yes, she did feel warm and relaxed. 'Feel it pouring into you torso and chest, feel yourself filling up with relaxing warmth.' Mel almost let out a gasp as her body seemed to suddenly sag into the bed. Almost, but not quite; gasping would have been so much effort. 'Feel the relaxing waves washing through your neck. Feel them filling your head, making you relax, making you feel so good.' She did feel good. Her head felt filled with cotton wool. She felt warm, wrapped in wool, relaxed. So relaxed. 'Just relax,' Pat's voice said. 'Relax and let yourself float. Feel yourself float and relax and feel so good. Remember how you feel. Remember how good it feels to be floating here, relaxed. In a few seconds, I'm going to let you come back up. When you do, you're going to keep this feeling of wellbeing, of feeling so good and so relaxed. When you try to sleep, you're going to allow yourself to float back into this relaxed state where you feel so good. You can do it whenever you wish. Coming up now. On the count of three you will no longer be in a trance, but you will be relaxed.' 'One. Starting to rise.' The wash of relaxed feeling seemed to drain out of her, slowly at first. 'Two. Coming closer to the surface.' Mel's eyes flickered and her right hand shifted as she came up. 'Three. And awake. You're feeling good, relaxed.' Mel opened her eyes and let out a sigh. She was expecting the recording to end there, but Pat had one last message for her. 'Goodnight, Mel. Just relax and go to sleep.' And Mel turned over and slept. *** 'How are you sleeping?' Pat asked as they met on Friday morning, both of them leaving their apartments at the same time. 'Much better,' Mel replied. Four nights of listening to Pat's voice had resulted in four nights of deep, relaxing sleep. It was amazing, except... 'Though, I've had to play the recording every night before I could get to sleep. It works, but it's not like I'm learning to sleep better.' Pat looked at her for a second, as though coming to a decision. 'Have you time to grab the recorder before you go out? I'll make you something new. It'll mean going a little deeper, but I think it'll let you drift off much more easily.' 'Deeper?' She sounded uncertain. 'Nothing to worry about. Just relax. A slightly deeper trance will just let you absorb the lessons better.' Mel nodded and her hand was turning the key to let herself back into the room before she had consciously decided to do it. 'Okay, I'll be right back.' *** 'Just relax.' After four days, just those words made Mel's limbs began to feel leaden and her mind sink into a comfortable fug. She suspected she was wearing a stupid grin. 'Relax and listen to the sound of my voice. Relax and feel warm and comfortable. Relax and feel safe, feel good.' The first part of the induction seemed to be basically the same as the last one. The only difference was that it was shorter, taking her to her relaxed, happy place quicker as Pat had assumed she would have got the hang of it now, and she certainly had. Then things changed. 'We're going to go deeper now, Mel. Deeper than you've ever been, but you feel good about that. You feel good, warm, and safe. I want you to imagine yourself on a beach, lying naked on the sand.' Mel giggled, even if it came out sounding more like a hiccup; lying naked on a beach, huh? Pat was being naughty, but she found she was far too relaxed to care. 'The waves are washing over your feet. The water is warm, heated by the sun which is beating down on your skin.' She could feel it, the warmth on her skin. It made her feel... good. Kind of sexy actually. 'The waves are washing over your feet and getting higher. Each wave washes in, and out. In, and out. With each wave, you go a little deeper into your trance. Deeper than you've ever been. Each wave washes away your stress as it goes out and makes you feel more relaxed. Deeper, more relaxed, more comfortable. Count the waves, Mel. On the tenth wave you will be deeply, deeply relaxed. The first wave washes in, and out. One.' As the imagined wave washed out, she felt her mind sliding deeper into the trance. 'In... out... two.' It was almost as if her mind was washing away. 'In... out... three.' Just leeching out of her. All thought draining away. 'In... out... four.' Leaving just a comfortable haze of nothing. 'In... out... seven.' Seven? Had she lost count? She could have; there seemed to be nothing in her head but space. 'In... out... nine.' Space waiting to be filled. 'In... out... ten and you're so warm and comfortable and safe. The waves wash up between your legs. Feel the waves washing against you, Mel. Feel the warmth there between your legs as the waves wash over you.' Warmth... warmth between her legs. Yes, she could feel that. The warmth... it was... really nice. 'Feel the sun on your body. Feel the sun warming your beautiful body. Feel the comfort. Know how comfortable you feel lying in the sun with the warm water washing in and out... in and out...' She did feel comfortable, lying there in her mind. But there was also a tension beginning between her legs as the waves washed over her. Washed in and out... In and, oh, out. 'You feel comfortable and relaxed, warm and secure, secure in your body, secure in yourself, as the waves wash in...' Oh! '...and out.' Oh... God! 'Know that you can come back here to the warmth, to the... heat, to the comfort, whenever you wish. You can come here whenever you wish, Mel.' The tension was growing unbearable now, a pulsing throb which grew with each crashing wave. 'Come whenever you wish, Mel.' The tension snapped, washing over her in an orgasm which spread through her body like a tidal wave and she could do nothing but feel herself exploding from within until she sank into happy oblivion. *** Mel opened her eyes and looked up at the ceiling. She felt... She felt incredible! Relaxed, comfortable, rested. There was a lingering memory of feeling really good before she fell asleep and... and she could go back there any time she wished. That was right. All she had to do was imagine the beach, right? Ten minutes later and she got out of bed. Well, she could not get back there so easily yet, apparently. Also, her panties were kind of sticky. Very sticky. That had to have been a great dream, shame she could not remember it. Oh well, a shower would have her feeling fresh and she could replay the recording again tonight. She figured it would take a few sessions before it all sank in and she could just switch off and sleep. She was rather looking forward to it. *** 'How's the sleep going?' Mel almost jumped at the sound of Pat's voice. Of course, it was Monday morning and they usually left at the same time, so it was silly to be surprised. 'Are you enjoying your beach?' Mel looked at him and blinked. Three nights of going to sleep on the beach under the warm sun with the waves washing... She felt the warmth spreading through her groin, the slow throb starting down there between her legs. 'That wasn't meant to be a stumper.' He was wearing a slightly confused grin. 'No, sorry, it's great. I feel so much more relaxed. I, uh, I still can't quite get there on my own though.' The puzzled grin became a puzzled frown. 'Really? I was sure... Okay, I need to think about this. Hypnosis, you know it's not an exact science. Give me the player back tomorrow morning, I'll have a new induction ready by then.' Mel smiled brightly at him. 'Thanks, Pat. You know, you don't have to do this...' He smiled back. 'Hey, we're friends. You know you can come to me any time.' He turned and headed off down the corridor before he could see Mel's eyes roll back. The sudden wave of pleasure which washed through her was incredible. She put a hand on the wall to stop herself falling over. Her teeth gritted as she tried hard not to scream as she came, and came, and... 'Damn,' she muttered as the orgasm finally subsided, 'need to change my panties.' *** 'Just relax.' Mel lay naked on her bed, but in her mind she was on the beach as soon as she heard those first words. The water was lapping at her feet and the sun warm on her skin, and there was already a soft throbbing in her pussy. 'Remember the beach,' Pat's voice said, redundantly as it happened. 'Remember the warmth of the sun and the water. I'm going to count down from three and you will be there, but deeper than before. Three. You feel the sand under your back. Two. The water rushes up to cover your legs.' And the throb in her pussy grew more insistent. 'One. You are there, on the beach, the sun beating down on your gorgeous body. Beating down and warming you as the water rushes in... and out... in... out... in deeper... out deeper still.' Mel's inner muscles began to ripple with each wave. She heard herself give a muffled, drowsy moan. 'In and deeper you go, and out. In...' Another moan. She felt almost as though the waves were sliding into her now. A thick, powerful, watery cock pushing into her cunt. That was pure imagination. Pat's voice was saying nothing to provoke it. God! Was she that repressed? 'Become aware that you are not alone.' Hell no, there was a big cock... He had never said "out." She was full of thick, male member. Her kegels clenched around it. 'To your right, I am sitting.' Right, Pat had said he thought she needed an imaginary friend to tell her to come back to the beach. 'You are still relaxed and comfortable. So comfortable. You feel good with me there. You feel warm and relaxed with me there.' She felt relaxed, even though he was sitting there looking at her lying there, naked. 'You look beautiful. You look relaxed. You look comfortable. You are beautiful and relaxed and comfortable. And you can come here any time you want.' Her pussy throbbed at the words. 'You can come here at any time...' Another throb. '...just by imagining me here telling you to come.' Another throb and this time it turned into a pulse which quickened, and her pussy clenched with the beat of the waves and she was coming, just as she had been told to. *** Mel wandered through the Waterway Mall not entirely sure why she had decided to go there after work. Maybe it was just that she felt like she could. For the last several months she had been so stressed out and tired after work that all she wanted to do was go home and collapse. Now she was sleeping better and she felt so relaxed. Nothing at her office was bothering her. Well, nothing aside from... Well, there was her libido, which seemed to be in overdrive. She woke up with a soft throb deep in her pussy and it went on through the whole day until she came home and went to bed. Then she would climb into bed, play the recording, and come like a train. It was a little embarrassing. She had not been able to look Pat in the eyes all week. He seemed to be oblivious to the effect his hypnosis recordings were having on her. She blinked and discovered she was looking in the window of some sort of trendy clothing boutique. She never bought clothes in a place like this; her chosen wardrobe tended to cotton blouses and long, pencil skirts. They made her look professional. And totally frumpy. In the window, the dummies were dressed in short skirts and little tank tops. She could never pull that off with her figure... Could she? *** 'That's... a new look for you?' Pat said. Mel felt her cheeks colour as his eyes scanned over her body, taking in the four inch heels, two inches higher than usual, the tight micro-skirt, and the short, tight, spaghetti-strapped top which her big boobs were filling out nicely. 'You, uh, like it?' she asked, not meeting his eyes. 'Well... yeah. I mean... I always thought you could pull off... a, uh, sexier look. It's just that it's quite a change.' She grinned and looked up at him. 'I guess I'm feeling more comfortable. Hey, I got a new DVD. Action comedy, with Jackie Chan. Want to watch it tonight. I'll bring the movie, you get the food.' 'Sure,' Pat said, grinning happily, 'you can come any time.' 'Right,' Mel replied, turning back to her door to hide her face. 'I... forgot something.' She made it inside just before the throb in her cunt exploded into orgasm again. *** The pizza, which they had had because it was sort of traditional on film nights, was good. The film was both amusing and filled with over the top action, and Jackie got the girl in the end. Mel sat through the whole thing feeling horny. She had decided that it was the sound of Pat's voice. After a couple of weeks of listening to him every night and... well, there was the probably unintended business with her coming at his recorded command, every night without fail, harder every time... After all that she was just attuned to his voice. Her pussy was attuned to his voice. When he spoke, she got wet. When he spoke to her her kegel muscles clenched. As the credits rolled to an end and they were sure there were no more outtakes waiting to pop up without warning, Pat turned to Mel and said, 'That was great. I enjoy doing this with you, y'know? You can come anytime.' She did not try to hide it. Her eyes rolled back as she allowed the waves to wash up over her legs and invade her pussy. She felt them fill her, driving into her hard, and heard herself moan. She thought she might have heard Pat ask if she was okay, but then he shut up as her back arched, pushing her tits upward, and her moans turned into a shriek of pleasure. It had to be obvious what was happening to her and this time she wanted him to see it. She wanted him to see her come when he told her to. She no longer cared if he knew what he was doing to her. She wanted him to know, and to keep doing it. 'Uh... wow,' Pat said when Mel was lying back on the couch, panting. 'The last week,' Mel said, 'has been crazy. I've been horny all the time, wet most of the time. I've come every night, every time you've told me to. Really hard.' 'I told you to?' He was looking confused again, or trying to. Mel was not buying it. There was a hint of a twinkle in his eye... 'Yeah, when you told me to. I almost convinced myself you'd done it by accident, but then I started thinking about the things you'd said. Especially the bits about me being beautiful. Body confidence was not part of the "help me sleep" idea.' Pat grimaced. 'Are you mad? I can probably remove the conditioning...' 'Are you nuts?! I've never felt this sexy in my life. What I want is you fucking me, you sneaky bastard.' Her eyes widened. 'God! I've never said anything like that to a man before. I want you in me, but...' 'Yes?' He sounded a little eager. Okay, a lot eager. 'I want to have no control over it. I want you to put me under, control me.' Pat grinned at her. 'Just relax,' he said.