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A Family's Sexual Hypnosis

By: coolstud422189



Debbie sighed, it was almost quitting time on a Friday afternoon. She would do the same thing she did every weeknight. I'm in such a rut. She'd drive home from work, cook dinner, engage in lame conversation with her husband Jim over dinner, clean the kitchen, and putter around the house until Jim said he was going to bed. Then as his dutiful wife she would go to the bedroom to strip and get under the sheets to wait for her husband. He would do what he did every night. Climb into bed and start fucking her in the missionary position. He wouldn't last long either. He would shoot his sperm into her pussy and then roll off of her and go to sleep.

Debbie's husband was a devout Jehovah's Witness and would not entertain any change to their sex life. Debbie knew that oral sex was out of the question, but there were other things that could be done to add variety, spice to their sex life. Then finally, she could have an orgasm. Debbie was disillusioned with the Jehovah's Witness life style. She definitely needed something to change in her life. Debbie did not get any satisfaction from either her job or her home life. She went and showered off all signs of another night with Jim. Debbie got on her nightie and went to bed. She soon fell into a troubled sleep.

The next morning was just like any other Saturday, Jim left early to get some golf in at the country club, in the afternoon he would go door to door spreading the faith. Debbie just sat at the kitchen table, drinking her coffee and reading the paper. She was turning the pages listlessly, seeing the same old advertisements, when something caught her eye. The ad practically jumped off the page, 'IS YOUR LIFE A MESS? IS STRESS MAKING YOU TIRED AND GRUMPY? Find happiness through Hypnotherapy. Call Dr. Claiborne today and find peace.' There was a phone number and address. This may be my answer. I'll call right now. Debbie called the number and managed to slip into a canceled appointment for that afternoon. I am nervous, but excited. Could this be the answer to all my problems?

Debbie looked at herself in the full length mirror. She was wearing a sensible, but attractive pants suit. It complimented her fit, sexy body. She was 42 years old, but looked 30. Her shoulder length dark brown hair and green eyes, that suited her so well, were a family trait. Debbie appeared demure, but wanted to be wild. She just didn't know if she could. She got in her car to drive to her appointment. As soon as she was out of sight of the house, she pulled out a cigarette and lit it. She rolled down all of the power windows to let the smoke out, because Jehovah's Witnesses were not permitted to smoke tobacco.

Debbie pulled into a parking space right on Hylan Boulevard in Annadale, Staten Island near the address in the paper. She didn't see a sign advertising the place, so she got out of the car and walked looking for Dr. Claiborne's office. At the address, she found a small sign pointing up a set of stairs. At the top of the stairs was a door with a sign, "Dr. Cynthia Claiborne -- Hypnotherapies", then a smaller sign, "Please enter". Debbie entered a normal looking waiting room, pleased, expecting to find a dark, closet-like chamber. 

The inner door opened and a woman wearing a lab coat entered the waiting room. She looked very professional and very lovely too. "Hello, I'm Dr. Claiborne. You must be Debbie, please come in." Debbie walked in ahead of the doctor and sat in one of the three plush chairs in the office. Dr. Claiborne took a seat opposite her. She was wearing a pretty blouse under her lab coat. Debbie couldn't see her skirt, but she could see the dark hose that covered her slim legs. She had a pretty, trustful face framed by her dark tresses.

"Tell me why you came here, Debbie." Dr. Claiborne said in a tender tone.

Debbie shifted uncomfortably in her chair. "Doctor, I don't know exactly, but I am not happy. I find myself bored with everything. I used to enjoy the challenge of work, but now I feel it's just drudgery. This is confidential, right. I mean you're not a Jehovah's Witness are you?"

Dr. Claiborne just smiled and said, "No and yes, I'm not a Jehovah's Witness and everything we do here is confidential. What about your home life? Do you have an active sex life?" Debbie blushed as Dr. Claiborne asked her about her sex life. Suddenly she broke down and sobbing, told the doctor everything. Dr. Claiborne moved closer and let Debbie cry on her shoulder. This went on for quite some time; Dr. Claiborne kept passing her tissues.

Debbie finally stopped crying and Dr. Claiborne returned to her seat. "I think you would be a good subject for hypnotherapy. I can help you to be happy, content with your life." Dr. Claiborne looked at her watch. "We have time for a session now. Do you want to start?"

Debbie brightened as the doctor said she could help her. "Oh yes, please. I can't bear to go on another day." It would be wonderful if she could help me.

"Lean back in your chair and relax Debbie." Once Debbie was comfortable, Dr. Claiborne held a small circular disk (about the size of a half dollar coin) in front of her and pushed a button on the back. A sequential sequence of lights began blinking on and off in front off Debbie. Dr. Claiborne began talking in a low, steady voice, "We used to use a spinning coin or a candle to put the subject to sleep. Now we use this special light source. The subjects go to sleep and into a hypnotic trance much quicker." Debbie was already in her trance with her eyes closed. "Much, much quicker" Dr. Claiborne whispered as she turned the disk off and put it in her coat pocket.

"Very good Debbie, tell me what you really want, why you have come to me. Tell me what is missing in your life." Dr. Claiborne crossed her long legs and the lab coat rode up showing more of her beautiful, hose covered legs.

Debbie answered, not moving or opening her eyes, "I want my life to be more exciting. I want to have an orgasm, many orgasms. I want to be free of the restrictions placed upon me by being married to a devout Jehovah's Witness." Debbie's voice was frank and to the point.

Dr. Claiborne thought for a moment and then smiled. "I can make that happen for you Debbie. All you have to do is to trust me. I would never do anything to hurt you. Now, rise and take off all your clothes. It's rather hot in here, don't you think so?" Cynthia watched as Debbie rose and started undressing. The coat went first, then the simple cotton blouse. Debbie then reached behind her to unsnap the push-up black satin bra that she wore. Her bare shoulders shone seductively in the light, beads of sweat beginning to form on her skin.

As Debbie continues undressing Cynthia stands up and takes off her lab coat and blouse. She is wearing only a black corset, garter belt and silk stockings, no panties. Debbie didn't notice this; she just unfastened her bra and let it fall to the floor. Her breasts were magnificent, with little sagging evident. Her nipples areoles were large, a seductive light brown and her nipples were fully erect. Her skin was smooth and unblemished.

"You're doing well Debbie, please continue." Debbie removed her skirt next exposing high-cut black lace panties and nude pull up hose. "You may leave the stockings and the heels on Debbie." Debbie pulled down her panties and stepped out of them, showing just a hint of brown trimmed pubic hair. Cynthia was happy to see that she trimmed her pussy hair. It made it better for her to gaze at Debbie's sex.

"Sit down Debbie and spread your legs wide so that I may look upon your charms to make sure that your problem does not lie there. That's it; now hook your legs over the arms of the chair." Cynthia gave Debbie instructions until, she was sitting, her pussy open and exposed, just like Cynthia wanted. Cynthia sat down and moved her right hand to her own womanly folds. Her hand lazily stroking her stimulated folds.

"Now, we need to take care of your needs. I want you to play with yourself until you get close to climaxing, and then tell me so I can observe. While you are playing tell me about your immediate family, especially any young men in your family." Debbie took her right breast in her right hand and used her left hand to stimulate her pussy. Cynthia saw this and smiled, she knew that Debbie knew where to touch herself.

"I have two sisters, Robyn and Sandie. They are married and each have two boys under 15. Sandie also has an 18 year old daughter named Kristyn." Cynthia took note of the ladies mentioned. " I also have a cousin named Michael. He is 26 years old and not married. My husband..."

Cynthia interrupted, "I do not need to hear any more about husbands. How are you doing? Do you feel the pleasure from touching your own body sexually?" Debbie just nodded, her left hand a blur in her lap and her right hand pinching & twisting her hard nipples. Cynthia's hand was also moving fast stroking her own wet cunt. This is so incredible, if only I can get all three sisters and the daughter.

Debbie shouted, "I think I'm gonna cum. Its close I can feel it." Debbie pulled hard on her nipples and then moved to right hand to her swollen and distended clitoris. Her left hand was finger-fucking her sopping pussy. Cynthia was watching Debbie's masturbation closely, turned on by Debbie's relentless quest for self-pleasure. Debbie was moaning loudly now and Cynthia knew that she was close, oh so close.

Debbie came in a screaming climax! She was long over due for an orgasm and it showed in the tremors that engulfed her body and the amount of her love-juice that flooded from her cunt. Her legs were still spread over the arms of the chair, which was good considering the size of the pool of her sweet nectar that pooled in the seat of her chair. Cynthia saw that pool of Debbie's cum and gasped.

Cynthia slipped out of her plush leather chair and crawled across the floor. Debbie just sat there with her pussy opened and exposed. Cynthia could see right inside her vagina to her womb. Cynthia continued to finger herself as she crawled across the floor. When she reached Debbie's chair she got on her knees and began lapping her sweet nectar up, tasting and swallowing Debbie's love juice. 

Half way through drinking Debbie's cream, Cynthia experienced her own climax. Her body spasmed out of control as she experienced multiple orgasms. She came to her senses after a few minutes and finished lapping up what was left of Debbie's organic gift. She moved her face close to Debbie's and ordered her to lick her own juices from Cynthia's face. Debbie did just that while Cynthia moaned.

Cynthia returned to her seat and told Debbie to sit back in her chair. Debbie follows Cynthia's instructions. She is still firmly under my control, good. "You will masturbate whenever you feel stressed out. Close the door to your office or go into the bathroom. Do not feel as if you have to control your moans or screams. You need to let it all out, it's important to your well-being. You are a very beautiful woman, act that way." 

Cynthia continued, "You in return must do me a favor. You must convince your sisters and your niece to come to me for help. This is important to your continued happiness. You must return in two weeks for another session. I know you have always been attracted to your cousin Michael. The next time you hear his voice; you will go to him and be his sex slave. You will turn into his slut and please him without a thought to consequences. If either of your sisters or niece is there you will share Michael with them. Get dressed now. You will forget all the events that happened since you were hypnotized and wake up rested and refreshed. Do you understand all of my instructions to you?"

"Yes doctor, I understand." Debbie said as she got dressed. While Debbie got dressed, Dr. Claiborne put her lab coat back on. Soon Debbie was fully dressed, sitting in the chair with a smile on her face. Dr. Claiborne smiled to herself; the session had gone better than expected. Dr. Claiborne felt that her underlying plans were going well. All women are meant to be sluts and if I can help more to their destiny, I will be happy.

"I'm going to count down from five and then you will wake-up. Five... four... three... two... one... wake-up Debbie." Debbie clinked and stretched. Dr. Claiborne was impressed; Debbie was very sexy even with her clothes on.

"I feel great doctor, thank you. I will definitely recommend your treatment. My life makes a lot more sense now." Dr. Claiborne led Debbie out of her office, wishing her well and watching her sexy strut down the stairs. It's begun; my service to womankind.

Chapter 2

Dr. Claiborne sat in her examination room and mused. She knew herself to be a beautiful woman with high full breasts, long legs and a voluptuous body. Cynthia shook her shoulder length mane of blonde hair in a moment of remorse. She could have had any man she wanted, pleasing him as she knew would have been her role. However, she was called to a higher purpose. Something that she knew was more important than her being a sex toy for her man.

Dr. Claiborne had realized early in her adult life the truth that all women were supposed to be whores for their men, for men in general. Keeping men sexually satisfied was a woman's true calling. To help women to realize this fact, she became a hypnotherapist. She would only take women as clients. Then would then proclaim the truth to them and teach them how they really should act. Cynthia knew that she could not change the entire world, but it was her duty to try.

Her latest patient, Debbie, was a different situation. Cynthia could not direct her passion, her servitude towards her husband. He was a devout Jehovah's Witness and he would not accept, but would spurn her new-found sexuality and willingness to please. Instead, Cynthia had found a cousin of hers that would do nicely. She thought that he would be surprised when he received his gift, his gift of a cousin turned sex slave.

It was a pity that Debbie didn't have any daughters, Cynthia also taught mothers how their daughters should be brought up. What values the young girls should have. Cynthia went over those truths in her mind. Satan was truly inside of this woman. They should be taught not to wait for the right man, a good boy. They should be taught to flock to the bad boys, the tough lads. And if they want the girls to give them sexual favors, the girls should. How else are they going to learn the proper way to give blow-jobs? They should also learn to love their Mothers. Not just emotionally, but physically as well. That way they can be taught the proper ways to please. For that is their purpose in life, so they should embrace it as soon as they can. 

A ringing phone interrupted Cynthia's thoughts. She answered the phone, "Dr. Claiborne speaking, may I help you?" She quickly looked in her appointment book. "Yes, next Thursday would be fine, I'll see you at 10:00 sharp. Thank you very much, please give my thanks to Debbie. Bye." Already my plan brings fruit. I am going to be able to help all of them.

Chapter Three

Michael awoke slowly and stretched, his arms and legs reaching their limits, before they reached the limits of the king size bed. He kicked off his sheet and swung his feet to the floor. His morning piss hard-on followed his movements, stopping and slapping against his thigh. The slap rang loudly throughout the empty apartment. Michael grimaced as he walked to the bathroom. He loved waking up with a hard dick, but he did not relish the full bladder he had to relieve.

Michael looked down at his large, fat cock and willed it to shrink enough to urinate. His mind went though the times tables, trying to overcome his memories of the porn DVD he had watched late last night. Michael was a 26 year old man who was connoisseur of porn, magazines, internet, videos, it didn't matter what media it was as long as it was explicit and graphic. He was really into incest, but had never done it himself. Not that he was adverse to incest; he had never had the opportunity.

Feeling his 10 inch long dick start to wilt, Michael sighed, finally able to drain his insistent bladder. He felt much better after that. Today was Saturday, so Michael didn't have to be anywhere. He decided to have a relaxing, yet stimulating morning. After that he would go see if his favorite waitress who was working at the Dakota Diner and have brunch.

Michael booted up his laptop. On the screen were images of his female cousins. He kept those up while he opened some cousin-cousin incest stories on Literotica. After stimulating his mind, and loins, with lurid incest stories while fantasizing about his cousins, he hopped in the shower for some release. Those shower massagers were wonderful things. Michael cleaned up and drove towards the Dakota. His favorite waitress was working, so he got to flirt with her. 

He got a date arranged with the girl for that evening. This was their second date and he hoped to get laid. He was hoping she wouldn't be put off by his thick dick, 4 inches around, curving upward, with a big swollen mushroom head ready to pop. Most girls could handle the length or the width, but not both at the same time. With her it would certainly be at its longest and thickest. Michael's biggest problem is that he cannot find many girls who are interested or attracted to him, but yet, they did not know the size of his member, neither did the women in his family for that matter. He hasn't told this young waitress, but she looked like his younger cousin Kristyn, close enough to get Michael very, very excited. 

Chapter Four

It was almost 10:00. Dr. Claiborne licked her full lips in anticipation. Robyn, one of Debbie's sister's, was due to arrive shortly. Soon after that she would be naked and playing with her hot little cunt, Dr. Claiborne was sure of that. Isn't life good? I get to help womankind and get off at the same time.

Robyn arrived promptly on time. Dr. Claiborne met her in the waiting room a few minutes after she sat down. No sense scaring the poor girl her first time. "Hi, I'm Dr. Claiborne; I believe that Debbie referred you," Cynthia said as she shook her hand and led this 36 year old 4'2 beauty to the plush examination room. She indicated an overstuffed chair for Robyn and sat opposite her. "Please tell me what I can do for you." Cynthia asked the beautiful women with raven tresses.

Robyn shifted uneasily in her chair. "Well, you know that my sister sent me. She told me that her life made sense now and that she was very happy." Robyn's voice was very soft-spoken, matching her friendly open face. She paused a moment gathering her thoughts. "I want to find the same happiness that you gave to her." Dr. Claiborne smiled to herself; it was going much easier that she had thought it would. "What do I need to do different in my life?"

Cynthia took a long piercing look at the woman in front of her. She could see the family resemblance, but Robyn was smaller than Debbie. They both have beautiful bodies, which Cynthia likes, but is unnecessary for her plan. Cynthia already knew a lot about Robyn from her sister Debbie, but she asked her about her life anyway. Once Robyn had bared her soul to the doctor, she was put into a deep hypnotic trance. 

The rest went the same way as had Debbie's session. Robyn was soon naked and studiously masturbating. Her 36 year old tits quivered as she rhythmically diddled her moist pussy. She was trying too hard to get-off, Cynthia realized. Cynthia attributed this to the fact that Robyn's sex life was practically non-existent. Her husband didn't want any more children and he didn't believe in recreational sex. She needed to relax more. It took some gentle instruction and a helpful hand, before Robyn achieved orgasm. Cynthia had Robyn bring herself to orgasm once more, just to make sure that Robyn could easily bring herself to a climax without any help. Her final climax resulted in a gushing stream of juice which shot out of her pussy, four feet in the air and six feet across the room, landing on top of cynthia's head.


A Family's Sexual Hypnosis Ch. 02



Michael only thought of two things the entire week, and it wasn't work either. He thought about how he had sex with his four favorite cousins, in the same room at the same time! He also thought about how his Aunt Diane had come on to him and how he had vowed to take Aunt Diane with her massive mammaries during the following weekend!

It was now that next weekend. Michael's cousins had not come around during the week, so he'd thought that he would visit some of them after popping by Aunt Diane's house. He still had to cum inside of Kristyn. She was his second cousin and Michael wanted to shoot his baby-making seed deep into her womb. Michael figured that giving Kristyn a baby was the least he could do for his cousin, besides he wanted to fuck her while she was pregnant! That was for later, now it was Aunt Diane's turn to 'Feel the Love'.

Michael pulled into the driveway at Diane's house. The door to the garage was open and the only car to be seen was Diane's. He parked in the drive and knocked on the open front door. Michael heard his aunt say, "Come in Michael", from somewhere in the house. He entered letting the screen door slam with a rattle. Michael went into the kitchen expecting to find Aunt Diane. He was surprised to find the kitchen empty. Michael almost jumped out of his skin when he felt two hands massaging his shoulder and neck. The hands moved his head around until he felt two hot lips kissing his. Michael turned towards the lips returning the kiss. He had never been kissed like this before, the passion and energy was fantastic. 

As Michael turned he felt a pair of big soft breasts pressed against him and knew that it was Diane and she was still hot, despite her sixty four years and giving birth to three daughters. He picked her up and perched her atop a stool and drank her vision in. She had lovely black hair coffered up on top of her head and flowing down to the base of her bare neck. Diane was wearing a housecoat, her short legs uncovered and crossed in a seductive manner. Michael could see that she was naked under that housecoat, a portion of her left breast peeked out from behind the gap between the edges of the coat. Diane's mouth was flashing him a coy smile as her eyes watched his gaze rove over her body. 

"What about your husband?" Michael asked. "I would rather not get Uncle Bob mad at me.

"Don't worry, lover. He's out beating the drum and getting more converts for the Kingdom, he won't be back for hours. I wish the man would take up golf and leave those poor people alone. Now, carry me up to my bedroom and do what you did to my daughters." 

Michael picked her small body up in his arms. "Don't forget Kristyn, your grand daughter, she was there too."

"I haven't forgotten, I just hope you have half the energy for me that you used to please those cousins of yours." Diane nuzzled his throat, making her point even more obvious.

"Don't worry your sweet little head," he replied as he rushed up the stairs two at a time. "I've got plenty of energy for the pushin' into your cushin'." Diane giggled as her nephew Michael manhandled her up the stairs and plunked her down on the queen size bed that she shared with his Uncle Bob.

Michael looked down at his aunt splayed on her back in the center of the bed. Her body showed some of the effects of time and the birthing and suckling of three beautiful little girls, but she kept herself in shape. Her face showed the strain of past years, her tits sagged some, and her legs had some age spots, but Diane was one willing, sexy bitch and ready for Michael's big, hard cock.

He never lost eye contact with his exposed, loving aunt while he removed his clothes. Diane looked up at Michael and licked her lips waiting for him to take her needy body. Her lust had over-ridden any doubts she may have had, she was raring to go and her eyes showed it. Michael saw the lust in Aunt Diane's eyes and moved onto the bed. His hand touched her ankle and she gasped at the contact. Michael slowly slid his hand up her soft leg. 

Diane was moaning as Michael's hand roved closer and closer to her honey pot. His hands soothed her trembling thighs then detoured north to her soft tummy. Michael's finger traced slow circles around her sensitive belly button. Diane moaned, it had been so long since she had felt such a loving touch. "You know, your uncle used to be great in the sack, until he got older and more involved with the 'Kingdom'. Our sex life was condensed to the mandatory Saturday night token event, until he had his prostate operation. After that, I was limited to my own fingers and a vibrator I managed to sneak into the house." 

"Don't worry auntie; I'll take care of your needs." He said and his hands cupped her old, but still meaty, tits. Michael jiggled them in his hands like he was checking fruit in the market. His mouth covered hers in a hungry kiss and he squeezed her ripe melons. Diane's groan was swallowed by Michael's mouth as their tongues caressed each other.

"Take me now nephew, your auntie's pussy is all yours." Michael shifted placing his distended organ at the dripping entrance to her Garden of Earthly Delights. He then guided his tool in. Diane almost sobbed in joy as Michael's pulsing meat filled her needy hole. He was eager to please Diane; after all, she was his favorite aunt, so he pushed with his hips until his balls rested against her soft ass cheeks.

"Did I fill you full Aunt Diane?" She nodded answering his question. Michael waited a moment until his aunt's pussy relaxed around his large cock, and then he began a steady rhythm of long slow strokes that caused his aunt to become limp and relish the experience of a long needed fuck. Michael watched her massive boobs quiver as his dick was stopped deep within Diane's sopping quim again and again.

Michael felt his aunt climax. He was far from ready, so he chuckled and continued drilling with his hard tool. Diane came back down from her rush of pleasure to find Michael still rutting in her cunt like his entire existence depended on him depositing his load in her womb; even though she had undergone menopause and was no longer fertile. 

Diane's whole body shook as Michael fucked her faster and harder. His cock was almost a blur as he pounded into her overflowing pussy. Michael was now close to release and grabbed her tits for better support as he slammed his hard meat into her. Diane's scream of pleasure joined Michael's as his dick was thrust solid into the depths of her vagina and lodged there while his spooge pumped into her. 

They were just resting, regaining their strength with Michael's head pillowed on her immense mammaries. Her huge tits that showed the passionate claw marks his fingers had made. Diane's fingers were caressing Michael's brown hair as his cum leaked out of her satisfied cunt onto the bedspread.

The slamming of the screen door broke the relaxed mood in the master bedroom. Michael was about to leap up and get dressed when Kristyn's voice called out for her grandmother. Now Diane was alarmed and tried to push Michael off of her, but he kept his weight on her as she struggled in vain. He knew that Kristyn would be nonplussed by finding her grandma and him naked in bed together. 

Kristyn's footsteps sounded on the stairs as Diane pleaded with Michael to hide and let her get dressed. He just started sucking on one of her soft tits as he held her there. Kristyn heard the sucking and struggling noises as she reached the top of the stairs. A big smile of satisfaction came upon her face and she stormed into the master bedroom to find her cousin lying on top of her grandma and sucking on one of her huge jugs. "I knew it! As soon as I saw Michael's car here, I knew he was fucking you Grandma!"

Michael finally let Diane sit-up on the bed letting go of here boob in the process. Diane's arms covered her chest and vagina as much as they could while she tried to explain, "I... erm... I fainted an...and your cousin tried to revive me, tha... that's why my house coat is off. I'm so embarrassed, will you both leave and let me get dressed!" Michael grabbed his clothes and they both went into the hallway, Michael closing the door behind him. 

Kristyn stopped Michael from putting on his shorts. "Let me clean you up cousin, you wouldn't want your messy dick put away in those shorts." Kristyn dropped to her knees and took his cock in her mouth. She licked and sucked until the big hunk of the ten inch meat was spotless. Kristyn let Michael's saliva coated semi-hard dick fall from her mouth. She gave a sigh of longing as he got dressed.

As they walked to Michael's car he talked to Kristyn. "I'll tell you Kristyn, your grandma is no spring chicken, but she keeps in shape and can still fuck like a trooper. Boy was she surprised to see you looking in at her and me naked after a good fucking. She'll never live that down, haha. By the by, how did you get here anyway? If I remember correctly you could never get a ride anywhere." 

Kristyn looked very satisfied with herself. "It's amazing how many of the boys in school will give me a ride at the drop of a zipper. All it takes is a little ole blow-job and they'll take me where ever I want to go." She tried to look innocent as she asked, "Are you gonna want a blow-job for taking me home?" Michael returned her innocent gaze with a look that could have frozen molten steel.

His cold look traveled down her nubile body taking in the backless pink cotton top that left her midriff bare and led to blue jean short shorts that barely covered her toned thighs. From there it was down her long supple legs to a pair of black high heeled sandals. Kristyn was outfitted for easy access to her hot, young body. "What if I wanted more, what if I wanted to play with you awhile?"

"I'm sure we can detour to your place, Michael, on the way home." the high-school vixen said with a naïve smile. Michael returned her smile and climbed into his red and grey Ford Bronco. He drove to his two story house that was in a quiet neighborhood, Kristyn's long blonde hair waving in the breeze from the open windows. Kristin's hands were busy the entire ride making sure that Michael was cocked and ready for the upcoming festivities. Michael was still in amazement, for he still had no idea what came over these girls since that barbecue, and more than that he does not know what came over Kristyn, who was once to shy to even hug and say hello to him. 

Kristyn had no hesitation in showing that she was her cousin's current distraction in his life, even though Michael wanted to keep all liaisons with the women of his family under the radar screen. She got out of the truck on his side and clung to his arm like he was her favorite lifeguard and she was in the deep end. Michael managed to get her into the house without any of the neighbors seeing, not that they knew who Kristyn was, but you could never be too careful.

Once the front door was shut, Kristyn went about overpowering Michael with a sloppy French kiss. He felt her fingers trying to pull his shorts down, she wanted to fuck now! Michael scooped her up in his arms, their passionate kiss never breaking. He laid her on his bed and stood, pulling his lips from her energetic mouth. They both raced to lose their clothes, Kristyn beating Michael only because she left her heels on.

Kristyn laid on her back with her legs spread wide open waiting for Michael to ravage her. "Turn over you slut, on your hands and knees. I want to drive by baby-making sperm deep into your womb when I come. I want you to waddle around your school with a big pregnant belly while you suck all those High School boys off. 

Rolling over, Kristyn got onto her hands and knees. Michael was just slipping out of his sneakers when Kristyn looked over her shoulder with a mischievous smile on her face. "You might have some competition in trying to knock me up. Last night I finally got my dear-ole-dad to fuck me. Why do men have to be so difficult about things that are gonna happen anyway?"

"Well, if your dad got a head start I better get on the stick... erm get you on my stick." Michael guided his hard dick into the entrance to her moist fuck-hole. He slapped Kristyn hard on the ass and drove his cock deep into her. Kristyn let out a gasp as he roughly filled her pussy all the way up. Michael didn't give her a chance to adjust, but started fucking her with his stiff shaft. He enjoyed seeing her meaty tits bounce and quiver as he slammed his body into the high-schooler.

Kristyn was moan and groaning as Michael thrust his dick into her deep, fleshy trench. She started thrusting back, really sending her boobs into an erotic dance on her toned chest. The knowledge that he was going to spurt his seed into his cousin's tight cunt and fulfill one of his fantasies brought him to the edge very fast. Michael groaned, "I'm cumming!" just as he flooded Kristyn's sopping pussy with his fresh, hot sperm.

Feeling Michael shoot his hot thick wad into her, Kristyn stroked her clit, trying to reach her own climax. Just as his orgasm was petering out, hers rolled over her in a wave. Kristyn's clenching love-muscles milked the final trickle of sperm from Michael's cock. They lay there a moment, two lovers sweaty and spent from their afternoon delight. 

Grabbing her pink cotton top, Michael wedged it into her full cunt as he pulled his limp dick out. "That will keep my seed in you and I'll guarantee that if you weren't pregnant, you will be by the time you get home." Kristyn waited until Michael had his shoes and shorts on, and then wrapped her naked body around him. "Take me home stud!" she demanded. 

Michael just shrugged, acquiescing to Kristyn's decision and carried her down to his truck. Much to his chagrin, she acted liked the home coming queen as he drove to her parent's house. 

Kristyn hopped out of the truck before it had fully stopped and traipsed into the house without a care in the world. At first Michael was alarmed, but then he realized that she had nothing to hide and just might give her little brothers a thrill. Michael drove home satisfied, and the melody of Dr. Claibourne's hypnotic destruction lingers on.



A Family's Sexual Hypnosis Ch. 03



Dr. Cynthia Claiborne relaxed on a grassy knoll. She liked to ponder in the quietness of the unblemished country of upstate New York, that is except for her spacious estate house, exceptions had to be made for the privileged few. Or maybe the clever few. Now, what to do about my favorite group of deviant women? 

Kristyn was not pregnant, but it was a close call and she was coming along nicely as a slut. Her mom's monthly reports from college informed her of that. Speaking of Sandie, she was pleasing her cousin Michael twice weekly, as was Robyn. The three sisters had worked out a schedule, each seeing him three days apart, that way they could build up their cum and sexual urges to give him their best. But now Debbie was in India, so her two sisters were filling in for her. That's because if one of the sisters could not make the date another one would take her place. This took care of Monday through Thursday, leaving Sunday as a day of rest. Every stud needs a little down time. I'm really proud of myself, given the way it has worked out. 

It seems that Debbie was very interested in Pilate's, yoga and meditation. Dr. Claiborne had contacts in India, so she made sure that Debbie was also learning about the Kama Sutra and advanced sexual techniques. That way she could teach her sisters and cousins when she got back. Debbie was receiving advanced meditational and sexual instructions by several beautiful Indian trainers who taught her powerful tounge techniques to make a woman's pussy climax more, and a man's cock to explode by the intense friction of the tounge. She also learned special vagina techniques on how to contract her muscles tight, bi – latereally, right before a man cums. When Debbie returned to the states she opened up her Pilates school with her now lesbian lover. Together they conducted classes to draw in young women eagered to learn Pilates and sexual meditation to please their men even more. 

As time went by, Dr. Claiborne learned more about the sister's extended family. This spurred Cynthia on even more, making Michael a Holy cause, considering how the females of his family had treated him in his formative years and the way some still treated him. Michael was always treated as the black sheep of the family, only by fault due to him being out numbered by many females out weighing the men in the family. Michael was always a good boy and turned into a real fine gentleman, but with a lonely heart. Michael was never given the respect and love that was well deserved. Michael is well talented, an accomplished musician on guitar and a proficient Martial arts enthusiast. Michael has a wide range of taste for music such as Rock, Jazz, Blues and Country. The only problem is that women and the times would not realte to Michael's interest. This is why he would have such a hard time in holding a relationship. Here in the new 2000 Millenium what woman would be interested in a man playing guitar and enjoying martial arts? What woman would want to listen to Country Music while all of the sluts are blasting their Rap, Techno and Hip Hop? The first bitches that Dr. Claiborne wanted to 'fix' were Michael's sisters. Since they lived in Pennsylvania, she would have to go on a road trip. 

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It was mild day on November 7, 2000. Dr. Claiborne was almost to where Michael's sisters lived so she kept an eye out. She pulled up at the security gate of the "Hideaway" a large community set within the woods of Pennsylvania. Dr. Claiborne explained to the guard on duty that she was a doctor and was coming to visit Laurie Sxxxxxi and Cheryl Wxxxxxxs. "Will you please ring for one of them, I have letter of introduction from their cousins." A disembodied voice cracked over a speaker and she was told to drive in, and pull off to the side and wait. The gate rose and Dr. Claiborne drove her Dodge Durango through the gate and parked next to the guard shack.

A short time later Cynthia saw a tan Ford Expedition appear out of the woods and speed down the road to the guard shack. The truck had barely screeched to a halt when a frazzled looking woman leapt from behind the steering wheel and burst through the door of the guard shack.

Cynthia got out of her Durango and zipped her coat up. It was a bit colder here in November compared to the Indian Summer back in New York City. The woman had wavy dark brown hair and was wearing a blue speckle short sleeve dress. Apparently she had forgotten her coat in her haste. The foxy woman looked as much pissed-off as worried. She strode towards Cynthia puffing on a long cigarette.

"Are you the doctor? Are my cousins alright? Why did you drive here? Why didn't someone call?" Dr. Claiborne leaned against her truck waiting for Laurie to run out of steam and stop talking.

"I am Doctor Claiborne and your cousins, Debbie, Robyn and Sandie, are all in perfect health." Laurie's expression showed relief for a moment and then turned angry. "As a matter of fact, they suggested that I come down and see you and your sister. They feel that since I helped them to enjoy life more, I could help you also."

Laurie was still angry, but felt a little sheepish for getting so worked up over nothing. "Well, my shift at the clubhouse is over now anyway, why don't you follow me to my house. We can have a more private discussion there." She looked at the obviously interested guards in the shack. "Anyway, I'm freezing." Dr. Claiborne could see that, her large nipples were trying to rip through the top of her dress. Dr. Claiborne got into her Durango and followed Laurie to her house. Even though she wouldn't show it, Dr. Claiborne was glad to get back into the heated truck.

Dr. Claiborne followed Laurie to a split level brick and aluminum sided ranch. Laurie pulled into the garage and Dr. Claiborne parked in the driveway. The ladies entered the house through the garage. The house was nice and warm and Laurie started to unfasten her dress as she walked to her bedroom. "Just make yourself at home, I'll be right out. I'm just gonna slip into something more comfortable." A few moments later Laurie appeared in a pair of shorts and a skimpy pink top that left her midriff and back bare. She was puffing on one of her long cigarettes. "I know it's a dirty habit, but if people don't like it, tough! I feel so much better now that I've changed." Dr. Claiborne had taken her coat off and looked at the untidy, but clean house. 

Laurie started to make herself a daiquiri and asked Dr. Claiborne if she wanted one. Soon the two were toasting like old friends. "May you be happier when I have gone, cheers." After Dr. Claiborne's toast they moved into the living room to be more comfortable. "I perform hypnotherapy and your cousins have been very happy with my treatments. You can read for yourself." Dr. Claiborne handed Laurie a sealed envelope. "Your Cousin Debbie was nice enough to recommend me to you and your sister. It wasn't too far to drive down to help Debbie's cousins."

Laurie finished reading the letter from Debbie and appeared more relaxed as she folded it back up and returned to the envelope. "Debbie has a lot of good things to say about you and your treatment. I think that Cheryl will be most impressed and will want the treatment; I know that I do. Can you do it enough to help in one session?

Dr. Claiborne nodded her head, "Yes. It may take a little longer of a session, but if you, and your sister, are open enough I can do what is needed. I can do the treatment right here." Laurie seemed eager to begin and fidgeted while Dr. Claiborne closed the curtains and dimmed the light in the room. "There, this will do just fine. Lay back on the couch and relax." Dr. Claiborne pulled a small circular disk (about the size of a half dollar coin) from her pocket, held it in front of Laurie and pushed a button on the back. A sequential sequence of lights began blinking on and off in front of Laurie and soon she was in a hypnotic trance. "Tell me about your childhood and your family." She went down easier than her cousins did. First I need to learn all that I can from her then a little 'helpful programming. 

Cynthia played with herself as she listened to Laurie's story. Laurie is the mangaer and barmaid of the Hideaway's clubhouse. On the side and in the past Laurie has worked as a Barmaid for hot Dance Clubs, which played all of that music which Michael despised and young women from 18 to 32 would come in and dance it up with their hunky boyfriends, some of those women being her daughter, Chrissy's friends. Laurie has never worked in a strip club yet. Soon Cynthia told Laurie to take off all her clothes and masturbate. Laurie's breasts were a supreme 38D. Cynthia was getting off on how Laurie moaned and panted as she told her innermost secrets. It turns out that Laurie's ex-husband's new wife, Andrea, was making prank calls to her and calling Laurie a pig and making squealing sounds over the phone. This is the same ex-husband that had married Laurie when she was just eighteen and had molested Cheryl starting when she was only eight! I'm sure that Cheryl will tell me more when I hypnotize her. Andrea would always prank call Laurie to ask when is her husband going to fuck Cheryl or when is Michael going to fuck her. Laurie went on to tell Cynthia about the operations she had done to make her sexier, like getting implants and having liposuction. Laurie had also had her tubes tied, but didn't have sex with her new husband, who she didn't like or respect. It's good for her that she can't get pregnant anymore considering the things I'm going to have her do!

As Laurie finished her story, Cynthia orgasmed. Laurie had climaxed twice and was still playing with her cunt. Cynthia had her stop and get dressed again. Laurie got dressed then sat patiently waiting for further instructions. Once Cynthia had straightened her clothes she started programming Laurie. "The first most important instruction to you is that you will never again be mean to your brother. Actually, when you hear his voice you will become aroused and want to please him, regardless of where you are or who you are with. Also you will be attracted to all of your female relations and will also want to have sex with them. You will never again wear a bra or panties, but always wear garters and stockings. They will be like a second skin for you, taken off only for baths and replaced every morning."

"Last, but not least, when anyone calls you a 'pig' you will take off all your clothes, get on all fours and like a sow in heat, try to get men to fuck you. You will be like this until you are fucked unconscious. You will remember and obey all these instructions, but not my giving them to you. Do you understand?" Laurie nodded her head 'yes'. "I'm going to count down from five to wake you up. You will wake up feeling refreshed and happy. Five... Four... Three... Two... One... Wake-up!"

Blinking her eyes, Laurie woke up. Her eyes focused on Dr. Claiborne. "Wow! I feel great, thank you. I'm sure that my sister will like this too." Laurie looked at her watch. Cheryl's shift ends soon; let's go over to the clubhouse and get something to eat while we wait for her. Hold on a second please." Laurie slipped into her bedroom and tugged on a pair of tight blue jeans. She then threw on a winter coat and led Dr. Claiborne to their trucks. They drove separately, Dr. Claiborne explaining that after her session with Cheryl, she had to drive back to New York.

The inside of the clubhouse was dark and it took Dr. Claiborne a moment for her eyes to adjust. Laurie was looking around for her sister. "I know she's logging out from her shift. Just wait here while I find her and then we can find a private room." As Laurie made her way to the office, Dr. Claiborne sat at an empty table and looked around. My what an interesting mix; the men still in their business attire or hurriedly changed into jeans and a flannel shirt, so they could be here for happy hour. The women dressed like sluts, eager to get their illicit mating started. The Hideaway, despite being a beautiful family community has it's dirty little secrets. There was a high amount of cheating and sex that goes on beyond those security gates. To many married women and men wind up cheating on each other and there are various amounts of sexual activities that occur. Strip polka seems to be a weekend past time.

Laurie returned in a few minutes followed by her sister. Cheryl didn't have the large boobs that Laurie did, but she more than made up for it with her ponderous ass-flesh. She was cute in a whorish kind of way. Cheryl was still dressed in the outfit she had worn while she was passing on drinks to the 'respectable' patrons of the clubhouse, a short black skirt and a short-sleeved puffy blouse that didn't show her bust, or lack-there-of, to the crowd.

Laurie introduced Cheryl and they moved off to an empty party room. First Laurie and then Dr. Claiborne explained about the session after Cheryl had read Debbie's letter. Cheryl noticed how happy and relaxed her sister was and agreed to the treatment. Dr. Claiborne ushered Laurie out and locked the door behind her, "That's so we won't be disturbed while you are under. It could be most unfortunate if some one interrupted us, Cheryl." She nodded her head telling Dr. Claiborne that she understood. Dr. Claiborne then scowled and told Cheryl to put out her cigarette. Cheryl crushed out the cigarette stained with hot baby pink lipstick.

Dr. Claiborne put Cheryl under using her flashing gadget. She then had Cheryl remove all her clothing, and begin getting her self off. Cynthia then had Cheryl tell her about her life. She went to dance school and was a contestant in the Miss Teen USA beauty pageant when she was 16. Through Cheryl's story, Cynthia verified that she had been molested when she was eight. The abuse from Laurie's ex-husband continued until Cheryl was addicted to sex. Cheryl was a wild child in High School and up to this present time. She was very rebelious when she was younger, and the female sluts she made friends with would always help fulfill her most Bi – Sexual fantasies. Just like Laurie, Cheryl never got along with Michael, they basically hated each other. About this time Cheryl had a mind blowing orgasm. She is now seeing a therapist for a sexual addiction whose name was Joan, but it hasn't helped in the lustful atmosphere of the Hideaway. When Cynthia would return to New York, she would quickly get the papers prepared to forward to Joan to have Cheryl's records forwarded to her, but not to help cheryl, but to take the info to manipulate Cheryl's mind even more. Cheryl was married once, but it only lasted a couple of years. She now lived with a boyfriend, Joe, at a chalet in the Hideaway. Cheryl moved in with Laurie in 1997, upon escaping from New York when her divorce was final, and soon found herself as Laurie's employee at the Clubhouse where she met many whore friends, and eventualy Joe, 38 years old, and preceded to move in with him. She also found out that their mother, Dolores, had visited her daughters at the Hideaway, and revealed to Cynthia a very dark secret about Joe in relation to her mother. "Hmmm, I'm going to have to visit with Dolores when I get back to New York."

Cynthia had Cheryl finish playing with her sopping cunt then started the programming of the self-proclaimed slut. She programmed her relations to her brother and female family members the same as she had with her sister. Most of the things she programmed Cheryl with were almost the same. A glaring difference was that when Laurie was acting like a sow she would encourage the men there to fuck her and would then blow the men until they were erect so they could fuck Laurie again, maybe again and again until Laurie passed out. My work here is done, well almost. 

Dr. Claiborne left the sisters at the bar; swilling mixed drinks and trying to pick-up some muscle bound jocks. She waved goodbye to the smutty sisters and called out to Laurie, "Laurie..." Laurie turned to look at the doctor who was about to leave the clubhouse. "Laurie... you're a pig." The last things Dr. Claiborne heard were Laurie grunting, snorting and squealing and Cheryl urging the men near her to fuck her sister; that she was in heat and needed to be fucked.

TO BE CONTINUED...........



A Family's Sexual Hypnosis Ch. 04



Michael's father's heredity was Native American and Hungarian. His grandmother also went by the Jewish Faith. Michael's father never followed the Jewish faith but was more interested in his father's Native American heritage, however Michael's three aunts, Rochelle, Stephanie and Mona all followed the faith, and Mona brought up her kids to follow it very strictly. The other aunt, Aunt Diane, married Bob, who followed the Jehovah practice, and they raised their three girls to follow it to the extreme. Michael's mom's side of the family is all Italian based.

Michael's parents brought up their three kids with Catholicism. Michael was born in 1974, the youngest out of three children. Although Michael was loved through out his childhood and had many pleasant memories of those times, he was always the black sheep of the family. The reasons being, is that Laurie was the oldest by thirteen years and that was a big age gap. Another reason is because there were too many women in the family that out numbered the males, and they were mostly all his cousins. Michael was also one of the youngest of the many cousins which still did not help. When Michael was growing up, many of the older cousins would always stay together, and he could never be a part of that. The oldest of the cousins was Aunt Diane's daughter, Debbie, born in 1957. Michael was always closer to the cousins on his mother's side of the family than his father's, mainly because he saw much more of them growing up, and because the difference in Religions kept his father's side of the family more distant. Aunt Mona was strict in the Jewish Faith and Aunt Diane with the Jehovah association. Jehovahs' were very strict. They do not smoke, they do not believe in the American flag, and most of all very restrictive in sex. They do not believe in oral sex, facials or pleasurable wild sex. 

Debbie married her husband Jim in 1979, who they both met through the Jehovah association. Michael was five years old while Debbie was 21. Michael had very vague memories of this wedding. He was dragged to the ceremony by his parents which was held in Kingdom Hall. Michael did not know who a handful of his cousins were on his father's side due because of hardly ever seeing them and the big age gap. For sure, Michael did not know who this woman was on September 9, 1979. Michael sat through a wedding ceremony, wining and crying like a young kid would, while the woman who he would massively fuck someday day, was being wed and he would break the vows that her and Jim have made. Jim was a hairy man who wore a beard. He was nothing much to look at, but Debbie must have loved those hairy types back then. The following December of 1979, Aunt Diane's other daughter; Sandie married her husband Tony, also through the Jehovah association. Sandie was only 19 years old, way too young to end her life and become an old maid. Debbie never bored any children, but Sandie gave birth to a beautiful girl in June of 1982. Her name was Kristyn. 

In June of 1980, Michael's sister, Laurie, married at only 18 years old, fresh out of High School. She married a man who was sexually molesting Michael's other sister Cheryl, since she was 8 years old, and who finally fucked her good at twelve. This was not known to anyone until 1986, when Laurie would divorce, but by then Cheryl was already sexually trained. She was always the problem child. She was very rebellious in High School, and was going wild with sex between men and women. Laurie had two girls, Chrissy and Sheri. Chrissy was born in 1981, only seven years difference from Michael. Michael was very jealous of her for replacing him as the baby of the family, and years later made him hate his niece. They never got along and it caused heavy friction between Laurie and Michael which only became worse and worse. His other niece, Sheri was born in 1984.

As for Michael's parents, they enjoyed a very active sex life though out the sixties and seventies, and enjoyed many 1970's porno films together. Many, which starred the porn legend of Kay Parker who mom always idolized. One night when Michael was only four years old around 1978 or 1979, he woke up one night by loud yelling coming from his parent's room. Little Michael got up from his bed and worked his way to their room to investigate to find the bed room door shut. As he opened the unlocked door, he saw his mom flat on her back in the bed with her ass lifted high in the air and her legs spread apart to the fullest, and saw his father standing on the bed and fucking her like a pogo stick. Mom was truly enjoying it, and there little Michael was speechless to see his mom's big tits with nipples like erasers. When mom saw Michael, the fucking quickly stopped as she jumped out of her bed, startled, and hurried to shut the door in Michael's face, leaving him crying back to his bed, not understanding what the hell any of that was about. Michael would never ever forget that sight for as long as he lived. Somewhere in the early 1980's, Michael's parents' marriage went wrong some where, and mom was not getting any sex anymore, and through out the 80's and 90's would remain sexless in a miserable hopeless marriage. More on that coming up.

Michael was growing up on the right track and having so much fun, despite being a black sheep. He never had any complaints about his child hood. At nine years old, he was going for guitar lessons and was devoting himself musically at a very early age. His favorite music at the time was Country Music. He was also studying Martial arts at a very early age. Michael was in the fourth grade, with a strict bitch of a teacher. She was a young teacher, who had no patience with children, but one day during a Math lesson, Michael was getting very stressed out, and somehow he started flinching in his desk, making his penis feel a little funny. The more it felt funny, the more he kept doing it until Michael had a burning sensation in his penis as he stared hard at his teacher's breasts. Michael was scared because he did not know what was happening to his penis, but it really felt good. This was the first time that Michael came, and everyday in school he would do it until it happened again, and each time he would look at his teacher. Michael did not know anything about sex at this age, and did not understand what all of this meant, but somehow women were making him do this with his penis. Cum was not developed yet in his sac, that when he climaxed, little squirts of urine would come out. Eventually, Michael would ejaculate using his hands, instead of flinching in his seat, and was fantasizing to, not only his teacher, but also to many of the hot celebrities of the time, such as Madonna, Cyndi Lauper, Emma Samms, Heather Locklear, Priscilla Presley and Catherine Bach, otherwise known as Daisy Duke. 

By the time 1986 rolled around, Michael was a very good musician and proficient in Martial Arts. He was often told by grown ups that someday girls would like those talents when he would be ready for High School. Cheryl was a senior in High school and a total whore. Just like Laurie, her and Michael never got along, but as much as Michael hated her, she too was causing him to fantasize about her. At twelve years old, he would sneak into her bedroom to go through her bureau drawers to look at her lingerie. Many times he would put on a pair of her panties and the feeling of the fabric against his penis would make him cum right there. Michael still did not understand what sex was, only that women were making him ejaculate. Sex was never discussed by his parents, and was left too much in the dark. At this time, Cheryl confessed what Laurie's husband has been doing to her all of these years, which was not a pretty sight, but it was already too late, for the damage was done. Now it is May and she was getting ready to graduate from High School. 

Michael's taste in music expanded to Rock, Pop, Jazz and the oldies. Michael would grow a love for the music of the 50's and 60's due to his father who played it constantly as Michael grew up. Michael appreciated the music of Elvis Presley, The Beatles, The Drifters, Frankie Lymon and the Teenagers, Dion and the Belmonts, The Elegants, and so much more. These were the artists who sang those great love songs that made falling in love worth wild at the age of 12, or Michael was already in love with a girl named Sara who was two years older than him in school. There was one problem, as talented and likeable Michael was, his likes were far from his time, where the style of music was already going to hell in 1986.

Aunt Diane's daughter, Robyn was now 21 years old. It is May 1986 and Robyn was marrying Pat, another one from the strict Jehovah association. All of Michael's years, he only thought that Aunt Diane had just Robyn, but not knowing that Debbie and Sandie were also her daughters. He never even knew who Sandie or Debbie was for that matter. He had no memory of them for they were so much older than him. Michael always knew he had more cousins from his father's side, but was never interested in knowing, because they were so distant, but he always thought that Aunt Rochelle and Aunt Stephanie had children but they didn't. Michael knew about Aunt Mona's boys, Aaron and Alex, for they use to play when they were kids, but they hardly ever saw each other and they were very strict in their Jewish ways. May 24, 1986, would change everything once again. Michael was once again dragged to another wedding ceremony at Kingdom Hall. Michael did not want to go, but wanted to stay home and watch the Yankee's play baseball on T.V. Michael had no interest in this wedding and was glad that he was not invited to the reception due to his young age. Despite Michael complaining the whole time, it was a beautiful ceremony, and Robyn looked so beautiful. She was small and looking more of 14 than 21. The wedding vow was made, another vow Michael would help break someday. 

After the ceremony, the bridal party was lined up outside as the guests were greeting them. That was when Michael's eyes strucked gold. He spotted Debbie, who did not see him, but he could not believe how beautiful this woman looked, not knowing this was his older cousin. She was a small brown haired woman with sparkling starry green eyes. Michael has never seen a woman so beautiful as her. She was 28 and looking so fine. He was more surprised when she spotted Cheryl and said hello to her, all excited to see her. Michael realized that she was a cousin of his that he never knew. As Michael was still stunned, another woman called his name and said hello. As she bent down to kiss him, he realized that the woman looked like Aunt Diane, but it was his other cousin Sandie. Long black hair, large breasts, 25 and beautiful. She was another cousin that Michael did not know he had, and both being Aunt Diane's two older girls. Michael was not invited to the evening reception, but found out that it was a great party. A D.J played all the great oldies, all the stuff Michael would have loved to dance to if he was only invited. Michael began to give more thought to this side of his family like never before. He realized he had two beautiful cousins that he never knew of, but wanted to meet and see. Debbie remained very heavy on his mind. Michael had the opportunity to see all of them again five weeks later when his sister, Cheryl, had her high school graduation party which had a D.J and dancing. Michael was very nervous that day to introduce himself to Sandie and Debbie, even though they knew him, but Debbie saved him the trouble. 

When Michael was not looking, she came up behind him and said, "Hello Michael, do you remember me?" She stood there with a beautiful smile across her face and standing with Sandie and Robyn. When everything was all squared away, Michael was reunited with two beautiful cousins he never knew he had along with Robyn. It was a long and great night as he spent the whole time with them, and danced it up. The D.J played the oldies, especially the favorite, "Shout!" Aunt Diane's girls were all surprised that he liked the oldies. All three of Aunt Diane's girls were soft spoken and so nice to Michael, but Michael did not have sexual fantasies for them yet, even though he was hit by the love bug. Michael was wearing a gold guitar chain around his neck, and when Sandie saw it, she said, "OOOO I like your guitar, do you play?" Then she went telling her sisters of how Michael plays the guitar and she said to him that girls in High School will like that someday." 

They all had their husbands with them that night, including Sandie's children, Sandie's four year old daughter, Kristyn and her two year old son. Later that summer, there was a family picnic out in Jersey, and Michael saw everyone again. This time he was a little put out because the girls gave a lot more attention to his sisters, especially Cheryl. Michael was quite jealous. He hung around with his cousin Aaron down by the lake. Debbie was also down there, sitting on a lounge chair in the sand, and reading a magazine, but when Michael saw her, his jaw just dropped. She was wearing a small pink skin tight bikini. Her breasts were like melons sticking out, and her skin was so tan and smooth from this very hot and humid 1986 summer. He could not believe the sight, and that would remain with Michael for many years, as he had his first incest fantasy. Later in the year it would also include Sandie and Robyn. Michael was always jealous of Jim, because he was married to Debbie, and it was like he was always in his way, for all Michael wanted to do is get the attention from Debbie. Debbie never wanted any children.

A year has passed to the summer of 1987. Michael, now thirteen, has hit puberty, and was always ejaculating, but still not knowing about sex. Cheryl was not in college. She was doing nothing but hanging out and whoring around with her friends. Robyn had her first baby boy, and Sandie had her third child, another boy. When Michael would ejaculate, he started to notice white fluid coming out of his penis. Michael was seeing his cousins off and on. He grown very tall and very handsome, but he was very put out in June of 1988 when all of Aunt Diane's girls did not come to his eight grade graduation party. This was when he realized how much he was the black sheep, because had it been Laurie or Cheryl they would have been right there. Michael was now in High school and went through a two year dry spell of not seeing his cousins again. It became very distant again for awhile. By late 1989 and 1990, Michael became a sophomore and then a junior, and was having the best of times in his life. He was now 16 and a very fine young man. He was a black belt in Karate and an accomplished musician. He started playing in bands and doing sound and audio for others when he was not playing. Michael learned about sex in his freshman year when his friends started passing around porno movies. He saw how the cock goes inside of a woman. He thought that it was disgusting at first, but in no time he was enjoying it. He saw how the man would shoot his load on to the woman's face. This excited Michael very much. He could not believe that women would love all of this, and he started looking at them very different. He thought about his family. He realized that his mother, sisters, aunts and cousins (who were all married) all experienced it, and he found it hard to believe. Now he was wondering when he was going to get his. He was looking at girls in school very different, especially since they were at the age of development. Then Michael was discovering how his cock was beginning to grow very large when erect. He noticed that his own cock was so much bigger then those he saw on any porno movie, and could not understand it. It grew a large 10 inches with three inches of thickness around, and veins all sticking out. He could not understand why it was so big. The truth is that Michael had an unusual very large cock. It was very rare. It was something that doctors would did not know at the time of his birth and because of that, none of his family knew. When he turned 16, every time he would ejaculate in the bathroom, he was beginning to shoot sperm all over the fucking place. It was cumming out as long white thick ribbons, non stop, and it was feeling so good. It would splatter all over the bathroom counter and mirrors. He could not control it.

Meanwhile Cheryl met her fiancée, and it seemed that he had cured her, for she settled down and became a very different person then the whore she always was. Michael saw Debbie and Robyn again for Aunt Mona's Labor Day barbecue in September 1990. It was good to see them again. Michael looked all grown up with his new military flat top haircut. Debbie was looking so beautiful at 32 years old, and was complimenting Michael on his haircut and well built manly figure. 

It is January of 1991. It should be a happy time. Cheryl will be married by the end of the year, but when her fiancée was away she would still act up. Something went wrong in Michael's family in 1991. His parents were never getting along and they separated for a year. Michael was the only man in the house, to be bossed around by his mother and his sister. When Laurie would come over it would be worse, because they all ganged up on him. Laurie was married for the second time and she was still miserable. Her and mom were going through that, "I HATE MEN," stage. Michael was innocent, but they use to give him a hard time. Michael's mom was a real bitch and hard to get along with. During this time, Laurie was a barmaid at bars and hot dance clubs. She use to bring mom out to her employment so mom can experience freedom again and help her meet someone. Cheryl use to tag along. One Friday night, Laurie took mom to a hot dance club where girls and boys from 18 to 26 use to come and dance it up, dirty dancing. They left Michael home alone, and there is no clue what happened that night, but mom never came home. The truth is that mom was fucked that night, the first time since 1980 and would be the last time until ten years later on this exact month. Things were very rough for Michael at this time. He is 17 and still has no girlfriend. It was hell living with his mom and sisters. Cheryl and him hated each other. They use to fight and scream at each other. Cheryl was the biggest snot nose of all time, but Michael was secretly starting to develop deeper sexual fantasies for her. That summer of 91 he use to watch her from the window as she would be swimming in the pool in her hot bikini. Her ass was big and he wanted to slam it so bad. He would take out the bikini bottom from the bathroom hamper, and put it on himself, all wet from pool water, and he would jerk off in it. He wanted her to sit on his face so much. The following November she was married, but it did not last for more than two years, because she could not stay away from her wild side, and that marriage ended to quickly. By 1992, Michael's parents were back together, but the revival did not last long either. They stayed together but were always arguing, and the both of them were miserable. Dolores would still take it out on Michael. Michael was very depressed, as his High School graduation neared. Everyone was starting to think that he was gay, because he had no girl, but before graduation came, he met his first girlfriend, Victoria, who saved him deeply. The relationship lasted for two to three years. He finally had sex, and it was so good. Although he had a steady girlfriend and although he never cheated on her, his sexual fantasies for Aunt Diane's girls still remained. Now that he knows what sex felt like, he wanted it more than ever with his own cousins and even sisters, although he hated them. Things did not work out with Victoria some years later. Even though they enjoyed great sex and he loved her, they had nothing in common, besides love, but for Victoria, money started to take over the love. She did him wrong by breaking up with him. Michael would meet many more girlfriends, some long term some short term relationships, and he would enjoy sex with all of them, but they never lasted. What was the problem? It was very simple. It was looks, money, confusion (a young girl's biggest problem going into her twenties), but not only that, the interests were never the same. They were never interested in Michael's musical talents and likes. Michael discovered in High School that with him being a guitar player in a band did not attract girls at all. All of his girlfriends only cared for material things. This went on for years, and everyone started wondering what was wrong, and all figured once again that he was gay, because he could not hold a girlfriend. (More on Michael's ex - girlfriends later). 




A Family's Sexual Hypnosis Ch. 05



Part 5: Introduction of Dolores

 It was Friday, January 6, 2001. It was a beginning of a new year of hope and happiness for all. It was a new year of promise. It was not this way for Dolores Ann Williams. The 56 year old wife and mother just returned home from her Friday errands. She steps out of her 1994 green metallic Chevy 4 X 4 Blazer in the driveway. Her booths steps into the deep packed snow from a New Years snowstorm. It is cold but the bright sun glares on the field of snow on the grass. She steps inside of the front door, looking at herself in the mirror of the living room. She still sees a fairly attractive woman. Her hair is brown short and kinky, and her breasts are a perfect 36c with nipples that are constantly in a state of arousal. Dolores is the type of woman who would remind any man of the famous porn star, Kay Parker, who her and Dolores' husband, Gary, had watched many movies made by her only ten years earlier when their sex life was still wild and fulfilling. 

Dolores got settled and turned the T.V on to her favorite Soap Opera, "One Life to Live," to see her favorite Soap Opera star, Kelly Ripa. Dolores would watch her everyday at this time, including the mornings where she hosts the Morning Show with Regis Philbin. Dolores loves to fantasize over this petite blonde haired starlet. Dolores had Bi - sexual fantasies but has never pursued any of them. Dolores is very envious of all the young girls of today, 18 to 26. Girls today have become more wild and sexier. They are experiencing wonderful sex with their men. Dolores has been married to a man who has deprived her of her sexual needs for a long time now. She wishes she can experience what these young women of today are experiencing. Dolores gets very jealous riding around the streets and seeing all of the hot sexy bitches all over, making her wish she was young again.

 Dolores is a mother of three children, two girls and a boy. Laurie 39, Cheryl 32 and Michael 26 and back in college. Laurie and Cheryl both live out in the country of Pennsylvania. Laurie is married and is feeling sexually deprived just as Dolores is. Laurie is very unhappy. Cheryl is not married but is living with an older man in Pennsylvania. Both girls moved out there a couple of years ago. Cheryl's boyfriend is Joe, 38 years old. He has his own chalet house in the Hideaway Community of Pennsylvania, the same community where Laurie lives. Cheryl is very happy living with him. As for Dolores' youngest child, Michael. To her and her daughters, Michael is a complete pain in the ass. Michael and his sisters never got along. To Dolores he is very annoying. All he does is complain. He is under a lot of stress from college and also because all of the hot college bitches does not even know he is alive. They do not want anything to do with him, otherwise known as a natural born loser. He has still not gotten over his break up of Desiree from last summer, but is very happy in fucking his own cousins, but they are not always there all the time when he needs to fulfill his needs. Dolores has her own personal problems to deal with that she does not want to hear Michael's problems all of the time. Michael is very sexually frustrated just as bad as Dolores is. 

 Dolores spends a lot of her time talking to her daughters, long distance on the phone. She loves her daughters very much and has not been the same since they moved away. She is constantly complaining to Cheryl how her brother and father aggravates her and gets under her skin non stop that she cannot take it anymore. Cheryl, who has always been a wild child, has suggested that Dolores try and go out and look for a change of life. She always suggests to Dolores that she should just run away without telling anyone where she is going and come up and spend a weekend with her and Joe in Pennsylvania. Then Cheryl would always start to tease Dolores by telling her that Joe has a nice 7 inch cock ( not as big as Michael's massive bone, which still lies unaware by his mother and sisters.). Comments like these by Cheryl would make Dolores feel embarrassed but yet very hot, although she figures that Cheryl is only joking around.

The effects of the diagnosis on Cheryl created by Dr. Claiborne from two months earlier is making her come out with these comments to Dolores. Cheryl already knows a hidden dark secret in relation to Joe and her mother. Joe once revealed to Cheryl after his threesome with her and Laurie, is that he would like an opportunity to fuck Dolores sometime. Cheryl would always laugh at that response, and tell him that it will take some miracle before her mother agrees to that. It was now Dr. Claiborne's mission to make this happen. Her intentions is to make Michael fuck his own mother and sisters, but before that happens, she wants to have some fun with Dolores to make the event of Michael and Dolores together to be even more exciting.

 When Dr. Claiborne visited Laurie and Cheryl back on November 7, 2000, a lot was revealed of their past and of their mother. It was two weeks before Christmas of last month when Dr. Claiborne started to stalk Dolores. She would stake out Michael's house and wait until Dolores would come out to do her errands, and she would follow a distance in her Dodge Durango. It was on a Monday morning when Dolores came out to do her errands. Dolores got into her Blazer and drove around with Dr. Claiborne following not far behind. Dolores would start off by going to the bank to pull her money out of her checking account. From there she would go to CVS pharmacy to get her bathroom and body necessities. Dolores, of course were always jealous of all the hot young bitches all around, especially ones that she will catch looking at female condoms knowing what they were up to, but at the same time would make her start fantasizing Lesbian acts of them together. From CVS, she would get her medium size coffee from Dunkin Donuts, light and sweet with cream, no sugar. She would drink it as she rides around smoking on a Pall Mall Gold cigarette staining her shade of lipstick, Dusty Rose, all over the cig and her coffee cup. After the meat market, she would fill up with a tank of gas at Sunoco, wishing that there was another hole that would be filled up. From there Dolores would go to the local stationary store to play her Lotto numbers. Dr. Claiborne followed all the way, until she made the effort of accidentally bumping into Dolores as she walked out of the stationary store, causing her to drop her bags. 

"Oh I am so sorry," replied the Dr. "It's okay hun," replied Dolores. 

 "I see that your hands are full, can I help you to your car?" says the Dr. as she gazes into Dolores' eyes. 

  Dolores was then overtaken by the doctor's beauty, such a tall blonde beautiful lady over sizing her. Dolores agreed, and the both of them walked over to the Blazer. The Dr. introduced herself to Dolores, and mentioned how she has an office not to far from here. She explained how she is a doctor of Psycho Therapy. She said to Dolores of how she noticed by the look in her face that things were bothering her. This gave Dolores the perfect opportunity to open us, and was then very interested in knowing about the Doctor's profession. The Doctor explained how it was her day off from the office but if Dolores wouldn't mind, she would like to stop off at the house for a little consultation. Before you knew it, Dr. Claiborne has trapped another fly in her web, and was starting to suck Michael's family into her trap like a bunch of vampires.

It was back at the house when the two sat in the kitchen together over cups of coffee. The Dr. had a long talk with Dolores and found out the things that were bothering her about her marriage and life being sexually unfulfilling and that she hasn't been fucked since ten years ago by a muscular male stripper on a night out alone with her daughters. She explained about the aggravation at home by Michael and her husband, and how she wishes for once she can get away and find some new adventures and if she could, someday like to move to Pennsylvania by her daughters. She explained how Michael drives her up the wall by his complaining, and how she has a feeling that he is gay, because he is still single with no girlfriend.

The Doctor explained how she performs hypnosis and soon had Dolores agreeing to be put under, for the so called relaxation healing technique. She had Dolores fully under, when once again the major deception started. It was the same routine as with Michael's cousins and sisters, but this time she did not have Dolores undress or get off. She wanted to wait until a later and a right time for Dolores to have her massive orgasm. By this, it would keep the stress within Dolores for a little longer in order for the effects of the outcome to turn out right. 

 Dolores stared in a motionless daze of Dr. Claiborne circular disc as she went through the process. The Dr. explained how Dolores needs to get away for some excitement and fulfillment. She suggested that Dolores wait until after the holidays are over to find it. She said after New Years, that the next time she and Michael get into a heated argument she will pack up and runaway for the weekend to Pennsylvania by Cheryl and Laurie. 

"Your daughter, Cheryl is living with an older man of 38 years old. He has fantasies of fucking you Dolores, and Cheryl is in agreement with it. You, Cheryl and your other daughter Laurie will be together in one night to participate in inappropriate and unnatural things together, and he will fulfill you for only a temporary amount of time. When it is over you will feel relaxed, but as the weeks go by you will remember this night and your body would start to ache for so much more until the next heated argument with you and Michael will make you start wanting him, YOUR OWN SON, DOLORES, YOU WILL CRAVE YOUR OWN SON'S COCK, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME DOLORES ANN WILLIAMS, YOU WILL FUCK YOUR SON, YOUR LITTLE BABY. IN THIS KITCHEN WHERE WE ARE SITTING YOU WILL PARTICIPATE IN INCEST WITH YOUR BOY. YOUR BODY WILL BE NAKED. HE WILL HOLD HIS MOMMY IN HIS ARMS AS YOU DID WHEN HE WAS A BABY. DOLORES ANN WILLIAMS YOU WILL RECEIVE MICHAEL'S LOAD, AND YOU WILL NEVER BE THE SAME AGAIN. NOW WAKE UP, AND U WILL FORGET EVERYTHING I TOLD YOU UNTIL THE RIGHT TIME."

SNAP! Went Dr. Claiborne's fingers pulling Dolores out of her trance, now creating a very dysfunctional family now in for the time of their lives.

 "I feel better already Dr." replied Dolores.      The Dr. presented her card to her and said to call if she should have any further questions, and instructed her to give time for the relaxation process to take affect in her mind. With this being said, Dolores thanked her as she saw her to the door.

Returning to that Friday, January 6, 2001, Dolores was watching those sexy love scenes on her soap opera's that afternoon, when she started to rub her pussy through her jeans. The only problem is that those love scenes don't go far enough. Dolores was lying back on the kitchen chair really getting off, when she hears Michael coming through the door, finished with college for the weekend. Dolores quickly gathers herself together as he comes in. Michael comes in complaining as usual of how he hates school, and that the girls ignore him. Dolores snaps at him yelling how she is so tired of hearing him complain all the time and that is all he does. She also complains how he always interrupts her while she is watching her soaps. After a brief argument, Michael locks himself in the bathroom. He needs to relieve himself from those hot looking girls at school, but Michael reaches for the hamper and pulls out Dolores' satin badge tummy protection panties and he puts them on himself. The feeling of the fabric against the head of his cock almost makes him bust his load right there. Michael has a secret; he always wanted to fuck his mommy. He cannot stand his mother and she aggravates him so much that he would love to fuck her and be held in her arms again, but he knows that it will never happen. Michael jerks off to her panties and before he is ready to shoot, he pulls them down and shoots a long ribbon of cum across the bathroom counter. He definitely wants her. 

 Saturday Morning, January 7, 2001. Laurie fastens her purple satin bra on to her 36D breasts, slips into her purple thong panties feeling plain miserable. She just had an argument with her husband and because it is the dead of winter in Pennsylvania and she has no where to go. Meanwhile Cheryl and Joe arise out of bed after another absolute fantastic night of sex. Both are sweaty and exhausted. Cheryl's mascara and make up is a complete mess on her face. The two proceed to the shower where they will do it one more time. 

On that late morning, Dolores tends to her miserable Saturday morning routine of house work. Meanwhile Michael is still complaining. Dolores already had an argument with her husband the night before because he is so cheap with his money and because she has been sexually deprived for years. Michael is only adding to the tension. Dolores was folding the laundry while arguing with Michael, when she has finally reached her breaking point. Dolores got so fed up that she just dropped everything she was doing and shut herself in the bedroom. Not long after, Dolores comes storming out with a suitcase in hands, and without saying one single word to Michael where she is going, she just grabbed her car keys and slammed the front door.

 As Dolores rides away, she phones Cheryl on her cell to tell her that she finally did it; she ran away and is coming up. Cheryl in return calls Laurie to let he know what's going on. 

Dolores makes it to the Goethals Bridge crossings leaving Staten Island and her husband and son behind. It is 1:00 in the afternoon and the afternoon sun is melting the snow off of the top of the bridge falling on to the blazer. 

She makes it over to New Jersey riding the NJ Turnpike passing Newark Airport. As she rides off of the turnpike to 280 west she is dreaming of Joe's cock, and the thought of her being fucked once again was making her pussy itch. She rubs it here and there as Michael is ringing her cell phone where she refuses to answer. 

As she drives onto 80 west, she is speaking to Laurie some more on her phone about what is happening. After speaking with Laurie, she lights up a Pall Mall gold cigarette as the cold winter sun glares off of her Rayban sunglasses.

Dolores gets off at exit 34B Sparta. She is at the halfway point. It is 2:30. She stops off for a little rest and a bite to eat the Yetter's Diner. 

 At 3:00, Dolores continues the trip. She is beginning to become very impatient that she cannot wait to get there. She accelerates her speed as she is rubbing her pussy more and more. The acceleration of speed was helping her pussy to get off, when a New Jersey State Trooper pulls her over and issues her a ticket for speeding. At this point Dolores just does not care. After the ticket is issued, she continues her trip on to 15 north and makes it to the Pennsylvania Milford Bridge crossing into PA.


As Dolores is riding on Rt. 6, Michael is ringing her phone again desperately wondering where she has gone. This time Dolores shuts it off. 

 Dolores makes it to 84 west as she starts inclining up into the mountains of Pennsylvania, getting closer and closer to that cock. As she drives she is playing the Country Station to artists' such as Martina McBride and Tracey Byrd. 

Dolores is speeding at 80 MPH on 84 West. She cannot make it to that cock fast enough. She is pulled over once again, this time by a Pennsylvania State Trooper who handed her another speeding ticket. Dolores just did not care. Right now both of her tickets were worth it.

 It is 4:00 in the afternoon in a brutal cold Pennsylvania winter sunset. That warm sperm load is going to feel nice and warm to her tonight. She is climbing and climbing the inclines of the Pennsylvania mountains of 84 west. Still speeding, she is rubbing her pussy more and more, and just cannot stop thinking of Joe's big cock.

She is close to her exit rubbing her pussy when it finally lets go, Dolores screams and as her pussy explodes in multiple orgasms, it causes her to lose control of the Blazer, crashing it into a snow bank. 

 When it was all over, Dolores just laid back in the driver's seat panting and moaning. She is all ready for Joe. Her panties were completely soaked underneath her jeans. It has been such a long time since she has had a major orgasm like that. She then regains herself, gets out of the Blazer to inspect for damages. Seeing that there are none, she gets back on to the road off to Cheryl and Joe's house.