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Brad, The Hypnotist

By: notemale



This is my first venture.. Be kind.

I’ve spent three years in therapy and I still don’t think I’ll ever get over what happened. In the years leading up to my need for therapy I lost my wife, my daughter, my house, my job and my self respect. 

I guess I better start at the beginning. My name is Dave. I’m 39 years old and I held an upper management position in a well known accounting firm. I’ve been married for 19 years to my incredibly sexy wife, Amy and I’m the proud dad of my 18 year old daughter, Sue.

Amy is 37 and the love of my life. I don’t know her exact statistics but she’s a couple or more inches shorter than me so I guess that would put her at about 5 foot seven or eight. She has a slim figure, great legs, a magical smile, long brown hair and a chest that has drawn the attention of many.

While not a fanatic, Amy does keep herself in shape with regular exercise. The heads that she turns has always made me uncomfortable but Amy never flaunted her sexiness and I grew to accept the ogling. 

She has been a high school teacher for fifteen years and has a great rapport with her students. She spends many hours in school, providing extra help, and taking advantage of the school’s gym facilities and swimming pool. For an urban high school, Madison High has all the amenities of those in wealthier suburban settings. 

Susan, we call her Sue just turned eighteen when my difficulties began. I tried not to be too protective but I think of her as my little flower and I wanted to make sure that she was safe. Since she has her mother’s genes, she is an absolute knockout and the boys seem to always be buzzing around. 

Sue could be a clone of my wife, and when I look at her I know why I fell in love with her mother. Sue’s a great kid and had never caused us any worry. She attended the same school where her mother taught, at least until she graduated in June of that first year and Sue never objected to car pooling it with mom. Most teenagers wouldn’t be caught dead in the same car with their parents but Sue was confident as well as poised. 

Being a cheerleader, an honor roll student as well as a beauty carries a lot of weight with her peers. 

My life was what I had always envisioned. A fantastic family, nice house in the suburbs, swimming pool, nice cars, the ability to travel. I don’t want to sound like a snob, because I’m not. I’ve volunteered my time for many worthwhile causes and was proud that my wife and daughter shared the same sense of community responsibility.

You’re probably wondering why I need therapy. Well, all those things that I mentioned are now gone, gone from me anyway. No, Amy and Sue aren’t dead. They’re still alive, beautiful, living in what was formerly my house, driving around in what was formerly my cars. 

Amy still teaches and Sue is attending a local college. I still pay the bills but I don’t interfere with the lives of the women. I know this sounds confusing, so I better get to the crux of my problem, the day it happened, the beginning of my nightmare.

It was during the April vacation, April 19 to be exact and Amy’s birthday. She wanted to have a nice meal and go to a show. She picked out a restaurant and the show and we readied ourselves for a fun night out. 

The city was not far from our residence so Amy had a choice of many different venues and she choose a local comedy club. That particular evening the third act was a hypnotist. I had never heard of the guy, ‘Bradley, the hypno-brother’. His name was catchy and he was introduced to the audience. 

Bradley, Brad as he liked to be called, was a huge man. At least six foot four and as solid a man as I’ve ever seen and black. He wore this T shirt that just hugged every inch of every muscle and he took pride in flexing his well defined arms. Actually, the man was funny, He could sing, not great but passable, he did a few impressions and he asked for volunteers to be hypnotized. 

About three people raised their hands and he whisked them onto the stage. He made this big production about counting backwards, suggesting that their eyes were getting heavy, all the usual hypnotist stuff until they were standing there with their eyes closed, supposedly in some hypnotic trance. 

He went behind them and whispered something in each ear. He moved around so that he was in front of them and he had one of them, a woman count up to ten but for some reason she couldn’t remember what came after five. It was kind of funny and she was getting embarrassed with her loss of memory. 

The second person, a younger man was trying to explain something but was talking as if he were a baby. 

The third, an older woman, thought she was the winner of a beauty pageant and Amy and I were quite amused. 

He brought them back to the conscious world and asked what they remembered. True to form, they remembered nothing but said that they felt great. The audience applauded as they left the stage. 

Brad then had the lights dimmed so he could see out into the audience. He wanted to pick the next victims and I squirmed. I’m not comfortable with being the center of attention, so I twisted and turned, trying to look inconspicuous but he noticed my table anyway. 

I guess it would be difficult not to notice the gorgeous woman sitting with me. Reluctantly but with his and the audience’s urging, Amy and I found ourselves on stage with Bradley, the hypno-brother. I don’t remember much of what happened but we were hypnotized and Brad whispered in each of our ears. 

I later figured out that what he whispered had nothing to do with his act but rather was a suggestion, a switch that he would use to control us in the future. Neither one of us thought much was wrong and soon we found ourselves awake and the audience applauding. 

As we got back to our seats, someone said that I was a great dancer and that my wife was a fantastic athlete. Other than that, we couldn’t recall what occurred. The evening ended and we drove home in silence, wished each other a pleasant evening and went to bed. 

That was Friday night and the last normal night we spent together.

The next morning at breakfast, Sue asked about our evening and we told her about the hypnotist. It seemed strange not to be able to tell her what we did on stage but nether of us remembered. 

One of the things that I’ve always enjoyed is the family talks we had at meal time. It provided us with a time to share our day’s experiences and strengthen the family bond. 

Sue told us about her date with her boyfriend Tom. They went to the movies, goofed around with some friends and were home fairly early. Sue asked us if it were okay if she went over her friend Mary’s house that evening and watch TV. Neither I nor my wife objected and Sue explained that Mary had to watch her younger brother and she figured that she’d be home around midnight. 

The rest of the morning and afternoon was uneventful. Sue went shopping, Amy busied herself around the house and I did outside chores.

Sue left for Mary’s house at about 5 PM so Amy and I had a small supper and then retired to the den to read and watch TV. I read and Amy watched the tube. 

At about 6 PM, the front doorbell rang. Amy pleaded with me with her eyes so I went to the door. I saw this rather large black man at the door and somewhere deep within my mind a voice told me to open the door. 

It took a few seconds but recognition did come and I started to say, “Brad, what are you.....” but he interrupted. 

He simply said “Bad Brad”. 

I stopped mid sentence and realized that it all made sense. “Come on in Brad, glad you could come,” I said eagerly but my inner conscientiousness was questioning my actions. I just couldn’t do anything about it. 

“I’d love a beer,” said Brad and off I went as if all that mattered to me was that Brad got a beer. Upon returning Brad commented on the house and asked if my wife was around. 

“Amy’s in the den,” I said and quickly led the way. 

We found Amy intently watching some reality show. She was sitting, well actually she had her legs tucked up underneath her and she looked sexy as ever in her slacks and white cotton blouse. We stared and Amy finally turned towards us as a commercial interrupted the show. She looked at us and you could see the confusion in her face as she looked at Bradley.

The silence was broken when he said “Bad Brad” and her look of awe was replaced with the face of someone who has just seen a long lost friend. 

“Hi Brad,” Amy said and then asked, “What brings you to our humble abode?” 

Brad moved about the den, soaking in the layout of the room, his eyes always glancing back to Amy. He came upon a recent family photo and asked about Sue. We quickly and eagerly told him about our daughter and what a wonderful kid she was. 

Brad spoke in a slow and even voice, a voice that my conscious couldn’t comprehend but made sense to the rest of my being. Brad sat on the couch, beside Amy. 

”Sit over there, Dave,” Brad demanded as he pointed and I rushed to my seat opposite the couch. 

“Amy is a very beautiful woman.” said Brad as he raised a hand to her face and let his fingers trace her cheek, her chin then her neck. 

“Very beautiful, Amy, very, very beautiful” and his hand moved over her face. 

Amy sat with a straight back, leaning a little towards Brad, her chest pressing against the fabric of her blouse, her breathing coming heavier as she didn’t resist him. 

“Dave, Amy will do just fine,” he said and bent down so that his lips touched hers, ever so softly. 

“You don’t mind if I kiss your wife, do you Dave?” he asked but before I could answer his lips were on hers in a more passionate kiss this time.

Amy seemed to respond in kind and Brad added “Well Dave, do you mind?” 

“No, No of course not Brad,” I stammered as my brain raced. There was some deep part of me that was screaming to stop but I only looked on as Brad kissed Amy. 

His thick lips on Amy’s looked so right and his eyes strained to see my reaction as he moved his head away from Amy but it showed Amy was doing all she could to suck his tongue back into her mouth. 

Brad moved a free hand to her chest. The back of his hand moved over the swell of her chest and then turned as he then opened his hand to capture her breast. 

Amy kept her mouth glued to this large black man’s mouth as he pawed at her chest. 

Suddenly he leaned back and summoned me. “Dave, get over here”. 

I got up as fast as I could and stood in front of the two. 

“Sit behind your wife,” he said in a voice that demanded immediate action.

I did what I was told.

He then added “reach around and unbutton her blouse. I want to see more of your wife.” 

I must have paused for a second too long because in a more agitated voice he said “Amy, tell your husband to get busy. Tell him that I want to see your tits.” 

Amy turned her head and in a soft, loving voice she said “Come on baby, it’s Brad, honey, he wants to see my breasts. Please hurry, honey.” 

She turned back to Brad and looked into his eyes as my hands snaked around her and clumsily began unbuttoning her blouse. Finished, I pulled the material to the side so that her bra clad chest was open to Brad’s view. Amy’s breasts swelled over the confines of her bra and Brad licked his lips. 

“This bra shit has got to go, okay Dave, okay Amy?”, Brad asked.

Both Amy and I nodded in agreement. 

“No more bras, baby, your tits don’t need it and I want to be able to get to you quickly, okay?” 

It didn’t need an answer but we agreed anyway. 

“Now the bra, Dave, I shouldn’t have to tell you. The bra has to go.” 

I unclasped the bra and Amy’s beautiful, full breasts burst into view. 

“Magnificent,” commented Brad, “I’m really going to enjoy your wife, Dave. You should be proud of her.” 

Brad stared at the pink nipples that topped her breasts, breasts that despite her age needed no support, breasts that seemed to quiver all by themselves as if begging to be sucked. 

“Has any other man ever touched your tits, Amy?” 

To my relief she nodded no. 

“Then this is quite an occasion, Dave, I’ll be the first man other than you to enjoy your wife’s awesome tits. We should make this memorable. Dave, grab my hand by the wrist.” 

I did as I was told and held his wrist firmly in my hand. 

“Good”, said Brad, “Now, place my hand on Amy’s tit.” 

I pulled Brad’s hand closer to me and in turn closer to Amy until his hand cupped my lovely wife’s breast. His big black thumb moved over her hard nipple and Brad told me to let go. He said he could handle it from here.

Brad bent closer to Amy and his thick tongue licked her entire breast before it circled her nipple just before he closed his mouth over her breast.

Amy moved her hand to the back of his head and pulled him closer. 

I don’t know how much time had passed but Brad’s mouth continued to work at Amy’s chest. Finally his head popped up and he leaned back against the cushion. 

Amy was turned towards him and just watched as he unhooked his belt and quickly slid down his pants. He wore boxer type briefs and both Amy and I looked at the huge strain put on the fabric. He was about to pull them down when he asked Amy if she would do the honors. 

Amy hopped off the couch, hooked her thumbs in his briefs and slid them down his legs. As he spread his legs she looked up slowly. She stared at his huge balls with wide eyes and then the enormity of his organ sank into her hypnotized brain. 

“Scoot back up her, baby”, said Brad and Amy was again by his side, turned towards him but her line of sight was directed between his legs. 

His cock was huge, long, thick, and imposing. It lay flat against his muscular stomach and stretched beyond his belly button. 

Brad broke the silence by saying “You’re on again, Dave. Take Amy’s hand and put it on my cock.” 

I gently grabbed my wife’s hand by the wrist and moved it to Brad’s cock.

“It’s so nice to see a supportive husband”, Brad said. 

Amy surprised me by turning and giving me a quick kiss. 

My wife’s long fingers encompassed his cock. 

My hand was still on hers when Bradley said “Move her hand up and down, Dave. Show her how to handle a cock.”

I did as I was told and all three of us looked as Amy’s hand, held by my hand moved slowly up and down Bradley’s huge, black cock.

“I think she can handle it herself, Dave” said Brad smugly.

I let go and she slowly started to move her hand up and down his cock, masturbating him. 

Brad sighed deeply and said “Very nice Amy, you have a nice touch.” 

She smiled at me as l watched her hand quicken its pace up and down his cock. 

“Nice baby” said Brad, “I love the way your tit jiggles as you do that.” 

I looked at my wife, her naked breasts and her hand wrapped around this strange man’s cock. My emotions were all over the place. I felt pride that my wife was pleasing this man but I also experienced unknown dread.

Brad’s fingers played with Amy’s tit and he added “From now on, Amy, you will want to do everything you can to please me, to make my cock happy. What do you do for a living?” 

My wife eagerly replied and explained that she was a computer teacher at Madison high school. 

They made more small talk and it would appear to anyone watching that they were engrossed in a normal conversation, except for the fact that Amy had a huge, black cock in her hand. 

“I never did well in school, Amy but I remember one of my teachers, Miss Rice. Man, I spent many, many nights dreaming of ways to get between her pretty, white thighs. She was my inspiration, one of the reasons I got into hypnotism. I bet all the boys at Madison would love to fuck their computer teacher, right Amy.” 

Amy blushed a little and Brad added “You’re doing great baby. You’ll take good care of my cock, won’t you?” 

Amy nodded in agreement. 

Brad continued “Your husband will help think of ways for you to please me.” 

Amy moved her hand down and cupped his balls. 

“I got a surprise for you in there baby, you want it?” 

Amy nodded yes and her hand moved back to his cock and she pumped it as if she was trying to hasten his orgasm. 

“Amy, I’m glad I choose you” said Brad as he leaned back as Amy continued to work his cock. 

Brad looked me square in the eyes and said “I want you to teach you wife ways to make my dick hard, Dave.” 

I nodded and Amy’s hand was a blur of his fat, black cock. Brad got up from his reclined position and knelt in front of Amy so that his cock faced her. 

Suddenly he groaned and a thick stream of cum shot from his cock. The first stream landed high on her chest and landed with an audible slap on her flesh. Amy tugged harder and coaxed the next few streams to land on her breasts, coating them in his cum. With her right hand she pumped him as her left held his balls, kneading them coaxing more cum from him and receiving a final spurt as a reward. 

Brad looked at Amy’s cum splashed chest and said to me “Kind of like marking my territory.” 

I just looked at my wife’s beautiful breasts that were covered in this black man’s cum and all I felt was pride. 

Brad was suddenly on his feet, pulling his briefs and pants back up and said “I’ll be back tomorrow. Make sure that Amy learns something new by then, Dave and I want my cum to stay where it is tonight. Don’t rub it around either, I kind of like the pattern my sperm made of her tits.” 

Brad was headed out when he stopped at our family photo again. 

“Sue, real pretty, takes after her mom, do you guys mind if I hypnotize little Sue?” Brad asked without taking his eyes off Sue’s picture.

Amy was the first to say no, that it would be just fine. 

For some reason, I hesitated but I didn’t know why. Finally I turned to Brad and said “Sue would love to be hypnotized.” 

All three of us went to the door to see Brad off. 

Gravity was causing Brad’s thick cum to run down my wife’s chest. A rather thick glob dangled from her nipple. 

Brad moved a finger to it, scooped it up and brought it to Amy’s lips. 

“Here, baby. You deserve this.” 

Amy’s tongue snaked out and tentatively touched the heavy textured cum on his finger. She brought her tongue back into her mouth and you could almost see that she was trying to decide if she liked it. She finally licked her lips and proceeded to bring his finger into her mouth, close her lips over it, let it stay there a few seconds and then pulled out his clean finger. 

“You like?”, asked Brad.

“Yes”, Amy replied in a husky voice. 

Brad quickly added, “How about, tomorrow I let you drink straight from the source?” 

“I’d like that”, said Amy. 

Brad leaned forward and whispered something into her ear and then left.

We watched as he walked down our walkway and I turned to my wife and asked what did Brad whisper. 

She kept looking at him walking away and she replied “Brad wants you to shave my pussy.”

I was prepared for bed when my wife called me into the bathroom. 

She was naked and sat on the covered toilet with her legs spread wide.

Amy usually keeps the area between her legs neatly trimmed but she handed me the electric razor and told me to shave her. 

In a few minutes we both looked at her bald pussy and Amy asked me to check to see if she was smooth enough. I touched her delicate skin and said that it felt great. 

“Dave,” she said “check it with your tongue.” 

I didn’t need any more motivation and moved between her shapely legs and licked her pussy. I could never forget how good my wife’s pussy tasted and lapped at her silky smooth skin. 

Brad would certainly enjoy this, I thought as I continued to explore with my tongue.

We retired to bed before Sue was home, which was very unusual but most of the evening was unusual. 

Amy lied naked on her back being careful not to lose any of Brad’s cum. I turned towards her, let my finger trace the moist slit of her pussy and I just looked at her beauty. 


Brad, The Hypnotist Ch. 02



Thanks for the comments, I appreciated all of them, pros and cons. Without them I might not have continued.

My eyes opened with a snap and as I stared at the ceiling, memories of last night slowly returned. 

My beautiful wife Amy, Brad, a huge black man, a hypnotist, me opening Amy’s blouse for this man, my wife’s hands on his cock, how I actually put her hands on his long, thick cock, how he came on her chest, how she liked the taste of his sperm, how I shaved her pussy, all these thought came to me as if in slow motion, as if watching a slide show, a bazaar collection of images that must have been a dream.  

A dream that was it, all a dream and I relaxed and slowly shed the grip of sleep that held my brain. A dream, but the condition of my cock was not a dream. I was rock hard and it felt good.

I turned and was a little startled to find Amy’s face right up next to mine and she was staring at me. She looked so sultry as she pushed off the sheet, revealing that she was naked. Her lips were quickly on mine, her tongue pushing into my mouth as her hand found my cock. This was passion that I had not experienced since we first got married. Amy pushed her warm, firm breasts against me and I swear my cock grew another inch.

I don’t know how she did it but she was soon on top of me, easing my cock into her as her hair partially concealed her face and her breasts seemed to pull away from her body as if trying to reach me.

I placed my hands on her firm ass but Amy did all the work. She raised and lowered her hips, forcing my cock to plunge in and out. It was as if she could grip my cock in the tight confines of her pussy as she fucked me. I was a teenager again, invigorated by the lust of an incredibly sexy woman lost in the heat of passion.

She lowered her chest and moved her taut nipples over my chest as if they were duplicating the movement of those needles moving across paper predicting an impending earthquake. 

Last night was a dream, this was real, this woman using my cock for her enjoyment was real. The bouncing nipple that I tried to catch in my mouth was real. The most powerful orgasm of my life was real.

Then Amy did something that she had never done before. She slithered down the bed and sucked my slick cock into her mouth. My precious wife cleaned my cock of all signs of our passion.

She scrambled back up to me, placed her head on my chest and lovingly played with my softening cock. 

My mind again wandered to the nagging images of the night before. Were we hypnotized? That can’t be. It had to be a dream. Hypnosis can’t make you do things against your will. But could it make you do things you fantasized? I never fantasized about another man taking my wife, a black man, no less. I never wanted to share my wife but why was my cock hardening again as I thought about it? I’m sure Amy never dreamed of doing those things, at least I hope she never did. It was a dream, a very bad dream, a very, very bad dream was all I could think of when Amy kissed me, smiled and said “I hope Brad lets me suck his cock tonight.”

It was real! I undressed my wife for another man, I put her hand on his cock, I watched as his sperm splashed on her breasts and I knew that tonight I would watch her suck this black man’s huge cock.  I knew that I would help her in any way so that she could get his organ in her mouth. That is what Brad wanted. That is what Amy wanted and that is what I wanted. I just don’t know why I wanted it.

I watched my wife dress as I lingered in bed. Fresh from the shower she pulled on a sexy pair of panties and a lacy bra. She looked in the mirror and giggled. “Oops” she said as she unhooked her bra and threw it on the bed. 

“Brad said no bra, remember honey.”

I nodded yes and watched as her firm breasts disappeared behind a loose fitting cotton t-shirt. She found a pair of sweat pants and the motion her body made trying to wiggle into the pants made her breasts look like two playful bunnies under a blanket.

I got up, quickly showered and we were off to shop for this evenings events. I can’t ever remember my wife being this energetic about anything.

We shopped, actually she shopped and I followed. Occasionally, she would pop out of the store’s changing room and ask my opinion. From what she showed me, the clothing she was purchasing was more revealing, sexier, shorter, sheerer than anything she had ever purchased before. 

Our last stop was at a local store that specialized in erotic clothing. Amy picked out some outfits and went to the changing room. In seconds she exited and said “What do you think?” I nearly toppled over when I saw my wife in a school girl’s plaid skirt that fell mid way down her long legs. The white blouse was bunched up and tied just under her breasts and unbuttoned. As she turned to the side, the swell of her ample breasts were visible. Amy twirled a few times and as she did I noticed that her eyes were not on me but on something behind me. I slowly turned and noticed three teenagers staring at her through the window. 

They most likely had been walking the mall when my wife’s sexy antics caught their eyes. The two boys, one Spanish looking, the other black, sandwiched a pretty white girl. The Spanish boy made a motion with his fingers as if to suggest that my wife model the clothes. I turned back just in time to see Amy spin. The motion caused the skirt to raise and reveal her panties. She then quickly scampered back into the changing room.

Amy exited the changing room, purchased some clothes and excitedly came over to me and kissed me. She was like a little girl on her first shopping spree. 

“Why did you do that for those kids?” I asked.

Amy playfully punched my arm and said “Stop being such a prude, honey. It was just in fun.”

“But Amy, you’re a teacher. You must be more careful. What would happen if they knew you?”

“I do know them,” said Amy, “At least the girl. Her name is Kim and she’s in my last period senior class. I think I’ve seen the other kids around school but I don’t know their names. Stop worrying, I didn’t do anything wrong.”

We arrived home after shopping and a quick bite to eat and Amy showered again.

I found a note that Sue had left on the kitchen table.  She was on a date with her boyfriend and wouldn’t be late.

After what seemed like hours she opened the bathroom door and my mouth dropped. She had her hair up. I love Amy’s long hair but when it’s up, it reveals the long line of her neck to her shoulders. She wore a simple dress, spaghetti straps that held the material loosely at the tops of her breasts revealing just a hint of cleavage. The material hung, flowed actually, loosely to half way down her thighs. She looked magnificent, glamorous, sophisticated but yet sexy.

The next few hours seemed dragged by slowly. Amy paced as we awaited Brad. 

Just after eleven thirty the door bell rang and Amy told be to hurry. I opened the door and Brad barged in and quickly told me to get him a beer. I did as I was told and upon returning I saw that my wife, Amy had her arms wrapped around Brads’ neck. Brad being taller than Amy caused her to be on her tiptoes and pressed against him. They kissed. 

“Dave,” Brad demanded, “put on some nice music.”

I found a CD with slow, soft music and they moved to the music. I wouldn’t call it dancing since their feet barely moved, they more or less ground against one another. Brad tasted my wife’s neck, kissing. licking and Amy held her head back so that his mouth could find her throat.

Brad brought a hand up and cupped a breast.

“I see you remembered not to wear a bra.”

“Of course,” purred Amy as she mashed her mouth on his. 

“Did you remember to shave your pussy?”

“Of course,” Amy replied in a throaty voice. “Do you want Dave to show you?” 

Brad laughed deeply, released my wife and said “Get over here, Dave, your wife wants you to do something.”

I was at their sides in seconds.

“Tell him Amy. Tell your husband what you want him to do.”

Amy looked at me lovingly and said “Brad wants to see the nice job you did of shaving my pussy, honey. Please show him.”

I stepped behind my wife and slowly raised her skirt until she was completely bared before this man. 

Brad whistled, “Nice, Amy. May I?”

Amy nodded and Brad slipped his hand between my wife’s legs and touched her bald pussy. I could tell the instant he slid a finger into her by the way her body shuttered. I didn't want to be told so I lowered the straps on Amy's dress, helped slide them down her arms until her breasts were naked before Brad. 

Brad alternated his hand between Amy’s legs and her breasts, sometimes coating her nipple with the wetness of her pussy. He then would lick them dry. Amy tried to get more of her breasts into his mouth as she arched her back.

The CD had finished and Brad was still sampling my wife.

“More music, Dave,” he demanded.

What I heard next caused both dread in my heart and stiffness in my pants.

Amy looked at me, winked and pleaded “music to suck cock by, honey.”

Brad growled and said “You have one sexy wife, Dave, she wants my cock.”

“Please Brad. That’s all I’ve been thinking about.”

I put music on, I don’t know what kind it was. I actually didn’t know what kind of music was applicable to watching your wife suck a black man’s cock.

“Get over here Dave and unbuckle my belt for pretty Amy”

Amy put a finger to his lips and said “SSh, please let me.”

Amy slowly sank to her knees, fingers quickly on his belt, undoing it as Brad kicked off his shoes. The zipper opened with a thunderous noise, not loud really but a noise that told me that my wife was really going to put a black man’s cock in her mouth.

My mind was reeling, my cock couldn’t get stiffer.

Amy slid his trousers to the floor and stared at the lump in his shorts. She nestled her face against it. Rubbing a cheek, each cheek and giving it a soft, gentle bite before snaking her fingers inside the waist band and tugging the material down. She had a little difficulty getting it over the girth of his organ but when she finally managed his cock sprung out and I think it would have caused her harm had she not gotten out of the way.

A sigh escaped Amy’s lips as she looked at Brad’s exposed cock. It jutted out from two enormous sacks, sacks that appeared full, hard and ready to deliver its cargo. His cock rose from his balls and then arched, as if its bulk could not defy gravity. The huge head loomed at the end and stared at Amy. One glistening drop appeared as if an appetizer.  Amy moved closer and let his cock rub her cheek in the same manner as she had done before but this time against his bare cock. She moved her head so that his cock moved over her lips, that glistening drop now smeared across her lips and caressed it against her other cheek. It was like she was letting a cute kitten rub against her face but this was no kitten.

Amy brought one hand up and hefted it weight so that his balls were exposed. Leaning forward, she moved her pretty face between his legs and licked each ball. After each lick, she moved her head back as if to examine her work and then lick another area. She moved her head to the side and let her tongue traced the crease formed between his crotch and his legs, then back to each ball. Opening her mouth wide, she allowed each sack to fill her mouth so that she could lather each one with her tongue.

Brad’s breathing had increased with his desire and his desire was on fire with Amy’s lips and tongue caressing his balls.

“Dave, you have to see this. She’s incredible, absolutely incredible.”

I don’t know why but I was proud of my Amy.

“Come on Amy, Let your husband feed you my cock.”

We didn’t need to be told. Amy turned to me as I neared and sweetly kissed me. I remembered where those lips were only seconds before and my cock strained inside my pants. 

Amy placed a hand around Brad’s cock. I marveled at how much of his organ was still exposed as I covered my wife’s hands.

Amy turned back to Brads, opened her mouth and allowed me to position the head of his black cock in her mouth. 

I removed my hands and watched as Amy’s tongue made circles around his sensitive skin. She moved her head forward and another inch or two disappeared inside her mouth.  

After a few minutes, more and more of Brad’s cock entered Amy’s mouth. She let her hands drop to her sides and moved her head back and forth allowing Brad’s cock to fuck her face.

“Dave, put your hands on your wife’s cheeks.”

I did as I was told, one hand on each cheek.

“Can you feel my cock?”

Brad pushed the inside of my wife’s cheek out with his cock. I could feel her cheeks bellow out and I got more excited knowing it was his black cock doing it. 

I cradled my wife’s head, hands on her cheeks until Brad told me to get out of the way.

Amy’s hands were now between her legs, desperately fingering her pussy, as she sucked him. Occasionally, she would remove his cock so that she could lick down one side and up the other, cleaning his cock of her saliva.

“I’m close, baby”

Amy covered his cock with her mouth.

She kept still as he moved his hips causing his cock to slide in and out of her tightly pursed lips.

“I want you to help, Dave. Help Amy get what she wants.”

Amy replaced her hand on his cock and waited until I covered her hand with mine. I squeezed her had and thus his cock and we both slid our hands up and down his shaft.

I was holding my wife’s hand, who was holding a black man’s cock that we were masturbating so that he would cum in her mouth. The thought sickened me as my grip tightened. I worried about my sanity as I pumped faster and faster until I could actually feel his cock swell. His grunts announced his climax as well as Amy’s eyes bulging. I kept pumping him as Amy swallowed, trying to keep up with the copious amounts of sperm being discharged from this man’s cock but it was a losing battle.

Cum leaked out around the tight grip of her mouth, first a trickle and then a torrent of cum as Amy could not swallow fast enough.

She kept her mouth glued to the end of his cock. I had moments before let go and just watched my beautiful white, wife as she let this black man ejaculated in her mouth.

Amy brought her hands up to capture the over run of cum. Amy finally released his cock from her mouth and licked its length, cleaning it as she had done to me earlier that day. 

She brought her cupped hand, that contained a puddle of cum, up and dipped the end of Brad’s cock into it. Sufficiently coated with sperm, she brought it back to her mouth and cleaned it anew. 

She continued with this until all traces of cum were gone but Amy still refused to stop sucking his now softening cock.

“You have something special here, Dave.” said Brad as we watched Amy feast on his cock.

“Make me an extra set of keys, Dave”

“Huh?” was all I could reply.

“Make and extra set of house keys and don’t question me. Forget it, now make four extra sets. House keys. For me. I might want to stop by and use Amy. I have a funny feeling that my cock and your wife’s mouth are going to become great friends.

“Okay,” I replied meekly, wondering where our lives would go.

Amy was still licking his cock, trying to coax more cum into her mouth.

“You know what would be real nice, Dave?”

“What?”

“I don’t have to work tomorrow and it would be real nice if you invited me to dinner. Amy would dress real respectable and we could sit down to a nice civilized meal. How does that sound?”

“Okay,” I replied.

“Amy?” asked Brad.

Amy finally let his cock slide out of her mouth and said “Sure Brad, what time?”

“How about whenever you can introduce me to your beautiful daughter, Susan. Would seven be okay?”

Amy only nodded yes and began to lick his cock again.

Brad looked at me and said “I’m sure that Susan is as beautiful and talented as your wife, Dave.”

I nodded.

“Don’t forget the keys, four sets. I just might want to show my friends what a talented wife you have but then again I just might want to keep her for myself.”

We both watched as Brad readied himself and neared the door.

“Thanks Amy, you’re incredible. Do you think Susan will like me?”

Brad left as Amy nodded yes.



Brad, The Hypnotist Ch. 03



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Two days and my whole life has changed. What started as a normal April school vacation for my wife Amy and I has turned into a nightmare. A nightmare for me, anyway. In the past two days, I have done more harm to our relationship than I could ever dream possible. I was never aware of any sexual problems between us, nor any dissatisfaction from Amy so how could I watch as she accepted a black man’s cock into her mouth? A cock that I helped put there? A cock that I helped climax? 

Now, I was poised to let him have my precious daughter, Sue. As far as I knew, Sue was a virgin. Oh, I know she has had boyfriends but she has always seemed so responsible that I’m sure she is pure, pure sexually at least. I assumed she has kissed boys. maybe even let them clumsily touch her breasts but that would be it. My daughter would never let a boy do anything else but just yesterday I said it was okay if Brad, this black man, could hypnotized her. This is the same man that hypnotized me and my wife and he somehow got my wife to be fixated on his cock and me accepting if not encouraging it. 

I knew that if he did the same thing to Sue that she would also become obsessed with him. I was frightened, scared out of my mind but my cock was as hard as a rock. What kind of a father was I?

Sunday was finally here and Amy busied herself around the house, getting it ready as if some noble guest were arriving. She hummed as she cleaned with the energy of a much younger woman and it evident that she was anticipating this evening’s activities. Did my wife realize what this black man, Brad really wanted? How could she agree to such a thing? How could I?

As it got closer to evening, Amy showered. She actually called me into the bathroom and asked me to towel her dry. I was rock hard is seconds as she stepped out of the tub and stood before me naked. Handing me the towel, she briefly kissed me and said that I should pat her dry so as to keep her skin silky smooth for Brad. I started at her shoulders and very gently touched the warm towel to her skin. Amy moaned as I moved about her body and it was only when I cupped her beautiful breast to dry that she said something. 

“I love it when Brad sucks my tits, honey.”

I slowly lowered my head so as to taste her pert nipple when she stopped me and said, “Not now, honey, they’re all nice and clean so let’s save them for Brad.”

That felt like a knife through my heart. My wife saving herself for another man but I obeyed and continued to dry her. 

Amy raised one foot and placed it on the side of the tub. This allowed me access to her thigh which I promptly dried. 

I was mesmerized as I moved the towel to her pussy and applied pressure. She was so beautiful and I wanted her so very much but Amy broke my concentration when she said, “I can’t believe how wet I am just thinking about Brad.”

She grabbed my shoulders and pulled me to my feet. Amy pressed her lips to mine and kissed me passionately.

“Honey, Brad’s going to ask you for my pussy, will you let him have it?”

I had fully expected some day to have a young man ask for my daughter’s hand in marriage but I never imagined that some black man would ever ask to use my wife’s pussy.

Amy kissed me again then leaned back and in a pouty, sexy voice asked, “Please, Dave, can Brad use my pussy?”

“Is that what you want, baby?”

“Yes, I want his big, black cock inside me....”

Then she kissed me.

“Fucking me.....”

Kiss, kiss.

“I want you to help him put his cock in me...”

Another kiss.

“Please, baby...”

A long, tongue touching kiss followed and I looked into my wife’s eyes and only saw passion. A passion that made me jealous, a passion that would eventually shatter my world.

“Please” she begged as she rubbed her breasts against me.

“Tonight?”

“I wish,” she added, “but tonight he wants to test Sue.”

I started to say, “Are you sure that you want him.... ”

But Amy cut me off and said, “He just wants to see her plus he won’t let me...” 

“Let you what?” I demanded.

“He said he would never let me suck his cock again if I didn’t agree,” and she went to her room.

Here’s where I am. My wife just asked me to let a black man fuck her and she just admitted that she was giving this man our daughter so she could continue sucking his cock. My muddled, confused brain should have protested vehemently but the after effects of hypnosis and my own hard dick made my decision for me. I went to prepare the meal for this evening.

Sue still wasn’t home and I was wishing that for some reason she would stay over a friends house. I was nearly finished with the meal when the bell rang. I went to answer and sure enough, there stood Brad, grinning at me like I was a fool. 

“I don’t want to have to ring the bell again, Dave. You got my keys?”

I fished in my pocket and gave this black giant four sets of my house keys as he had demanded.

“Good man. You never know when the urge will come for a good blow job. By the way, where is your beautiful cock sucking wife?’

Amy had just entered the room and heard Brad’s comment.

“Now Brad, be kind,” she said.

“When are you going to tell this idiot?”

“Tell me what?”

“Brad, not now,” begged Amy.

“Now or I leave. He’s got to know now,” demanded Brad.

I looked from Amy to Brad and back. Amy went to Brad’s side, put one arm around his waist and the other hand on the bulge in the front of his pants and just looked at me as if I were a stranger.

Brad’s arm went over her sweatshirt covered shoulder and draped down so that he captured her breast in his big hand.

“I’m sorry,” whispered Amy and looked up at Brad as she rubbed his growing erection.

“Look Dave,” Brad started, “You and Amy came to my show and well let me say that I had never met Amy before but when I saw her I just knew that I had to have her.”

“As part of the act, I hypnotized the both of you, at least I tried. I couldn’t hypnotize Amy, some people you just can’t put under and Amy’s one of those people. It worked somewhat with you but I could tell it wasn’t a strong trance and that you were open to suggestions only. Amy was kind enough to play along and let people think she was under my control.”

“This can’t be true,” I thought as Brad stopped to kiss my wife.

“Anyway,” Brad continued, “during the act I kept whispering to this beautiful creature about what I’d like to do to her. I started slowly, though. First I asked if her hypnotized husband would mind if I gave his beautiful wife a kiss. When she said she didn’t know, I tried for more and the more receptive I found her. She’s a hot little lady, Dave, certainly got my cock’s attention.”

Amy gave Brad’s cock a squeeze through his pants and said “you’re so kind.”

“I had to finish up the act so I asked Amy if we could see just how far you would let us go and I was shocked that she agreed. She called the theater the next day and left her address and well Dave the rest is history.”

“Amy.... why?” was all I could say.

“I don’t know why. I’ve never cheated, never even considered it but that night was full of sexual tension for me and I just decided to go with it. For the first time in my life, I took a chance. Now all I can think about is Brad’s cock. I love you dearly, Dave but I need his cock.”

Amy had Brad’s zipper down, his cock out as she pumped him. I could see a small drop of liquid on the end of his cock as she fisted him.

“What about Sue?” I asked.

“You know I love Sue more than anything. It will be okay. Brad said that he will not force her to do anything she doesn’t want to do. He seems to think that the women in your live are all black cock lovers. I know I am. Besides, if I don’t let him try then Brad won’t let me have his cock.”

“No, Amy. Please don’t do this. How could you?”

“How could I?” she responded angrily.

“How could you?”

“You’re the one who gave me to Brad. You put his hands on me. You put my hand on his cock. You put his cock in my mouth. You even helped me make him cum in my mouth.”

She suddenly stopped her tirade and bent at the waist. She licked the head of his black cock and cleaned it of the small sample of cum.

“You almost agreed to let him fuck me. I wanted his cock inside me yesterday but Brad resisted, urging me to get your permission. This morning you never answered me but I know you will help put his big, black cock inside me. Won’t you?”

Thankfully, at that moment, Sue drove her car into the driveway. 

Dreadfully, Sue came home and I had to face new problems.

Brad tucked away his huge organ before Sue came into the house but I was sure that she would notice the obvious bulge in his pants.

Amy and Brad had disengaged and Amy hugged her daughter. 

“Sue, this is Brad. Brad is our guest for this evening and he’s actually a celebrity. He has his own show down town. He’s a hypnotist and puts on quite a act.”

Sue, always very respectful replied, “I could have used you a few minutes ago when my very stubborn boyfriend....”

She didn’t finish but extended her hand to shake Brads.

Brad’s hand devoured Sue’s and he eyed her as she stood before him. She wore a simple sweatshirt with a zippered front and a short skirt that showed her slim, well defined legs. She had that air of youth and the naivete of a young woman.

We adjourned to the dining room where I served dinner. Brad, Amy and Sue were quite content to converse among themselves, completely ignoring me. Dinner finished, I cleaned the table as Sue suggested that they retire to the other room where it was more comfortable to sit.

I could hear their banter and laughs as I finished my duties. Upon entering the room, I noticed that Sue sat between Amy and Brad, so I sat opposite them. 

Brad sat on Sue’s right and was turned so that he faced her. Amy mirrored Brad on the other side as she also was turned towards her daughter.

“So, you really want to try?” asked my wife.

I knew what she was talking about but didn’t think it would happen so quickly.

“Sure, it will be fun, giggled Sue.

If only she knew.

Brad went into his routine, and at this moment I really hated him. I knew what he wanted to do but felt powerless. I just knew my Sue would resist.

“You are getting sleepy... Your eyes are getting heavy.,” he babbled and I knew it wasn’t working. 

My daughter must be tired of this bull shit because she closed her eyes for a moment. Well it was longer than a moment and Brad leaned way over her and kissed my wife.

“Sue, can you hear me?” he asked.

She nodded in the affirmative.

“When you awake, you will feel refreshed. You will be relaxed and totally honest and not be afraid of the truth. I will ask you some questions and you will not hesitate to answer, okay?”

Sue nodded in the affirmative.

Brad counted down to one and snapped his fingers.

Sue’s eyes popped open.

“How do you feel, Sue?”

“Great, just great,” she answered.

Brad asked a few preliminary question, you know like, what did you have to eat? Did you go out with your boyfriend?” What was his name? etc, etc, etc.

Finally, Brad got bolder.

“Did Bob kiss you tonight?”

Bob’s her boyfriend and Sue replied that they had gone to the kid’s favorite parking spot.

“Once we were there, Bob kissed me.”

“Did you kiss him back?”

“Yes, I like Bob very much,” Sue said with confidence.

Brad pressed on, “did he try to touch you?”

“Yes.”

“Where?”

“My chest,” Sue answered quickly.

“You mean, your breasts, Sue, Bob tried to touch your breasts.”

“Yes, he touched my breasts.”

“Did you let him?”

“Bob likes to feel my breasts, so I let him.”

“Sue, we know Bob likes it, do you. Do you like it when he touches your tits?”

It was noticeable that Sue’s breathing was getting heavier and she said, “It’s nice, yes, I like it.”

“Say you like it when he touches your tits.”

“I like having his hands on my tits,” said Sue in a soft voice.

Brad turned a little more towards my daughter, reached out with his right hand and placed it on her breast, her left breast, my daughter’s left breast.

“Like this, Sue, did he touch you like this?”

He slowly massaged her tit as Sue squirmed a little and nodded yes.

“Has anyone else ever touched your tits, Sue?”

“Yes. I was at a party and probably had a little too much to drink when some boy, I don’t even know who he was, started to feel me as we danced.”

“Did you try to stop him,” inquired Brad in a slow, soft voice as he continued to knead Sues, chest.

“No,” admitted Sue.

“Anyone else?”

“A teacher.”

Both Amy and I sat up straight when we heard this.

“A teacher at the same school where your mother teaches?”

“Yes,” confessed Sue.

“You let him?”

“My math grade sucked and I asked Mr. Davis what I could do to get a higher grade and he just grabbed me. I like him. He touched me for about three minutes and I left. My grade went up two letters but I’m not proud of myself.”

“Back to tonight, Sue. Did Bob try to pull down this zipper?”

“Yes.”

Brad’s fingers went to the zipper on the front of her sweatshirt and tugged it slowly down. 

“You let Bob open this,” asked Brad as he opened the material.

Sue nodded.

With the zipper completely open, Brad motioned to Amy and they each grabbed a sleeve and pulled the sweatshirt off. She sat their naked above the waist except her bra.

Brad let out a soft whistle and said “Very nice, Sue, I can understand why Bob likes them. “

“Maybe your mom will help you off with that bra.”

Amy leaned towards her daughter and reached for the clasp in the front of her bra. Using two hands she unsnapped the bra and slid it off her body. Brad, Amy and I looked at my daughter. Her breasts were magnificent. Pear shaped, seeming to rise up and point in opposite directions and topped by two of the puffiest nipples I had ever seen. I hate to admit it but I got an instant erection gawking at my daughter’s naked tits.

Brad looked at Amy and said, “put my hand on her tit.”

Amy quickly grabbed his hand and placed it on her daughter’s nakedness, rubbing his hand as it rubbed Sue’s flesh.

“Your tits are very much like your mothers, big, firm, enough to make any man want them. Have you seen your mother’s tits?”

Sue shook her head no and looked at her mom.

“Go ahead, Amy, show her. Sue wants to see what her tits will look like at your age.”

Amy quickly tossed off her own sweatshirt and sat naked from the waist up. Her proud breasts bursting proudly from her chest, defying age and boasting pointed, erect nipples. 

“See Sue, your mom has very nice tits. I don’t want her to wear a bra encase I’m in the mood to suck them. You like?”

Sue stared at her mothers breasts and nodded.

“Tell her, Sue.”

“I like your tits mom. I hope mine look as good at your age.”

Brad looks at me and asks, “did you nurse?”

Amy softly said “yes.”

“When you were a baby, Sue, you use to suck your mother’s tit. Right now I’d like to suck your sweet tit, okay?”

Sue just whispered a barely audible, “okay.”

Brad looked Amy and she understood what to do next.

Amy turned her daughter so that she was sitting on the couch but facing Brad. She could push back and lean on her mom’s right shoulder. Amy pulled her daughter’s long hair back so that it was behind her and then reached around with her left hand and placed it under Sue’s ample breast. She raised it as if an offering to Brad. Amy kissed her daughter’s cheek as she squeezed her tit so that the nipple was accessible to Brad’s mouth.

He leaned over and with an open mouth let his thick tongue make wet swirls around the high school girl’s womanly tit. Brad soon sucked the flesh into his mouth as mom caressed and kneaded her tit. Brad moved his head slightly and captured Amy’s tits, sucking it for a while before going back to Sue’s tit. 

Brad knew he had more to explore so he sat up and asked Sue if she liked that.

Sue readily said, “yes” and then turned her head and kissed her mother full on the lips.

“Why did you do that, Sue?” inquired Brad.

Sue stared at her mother and in a hoarse, shallow voice said, “I don’t know. I just felt good, really, really good.”

Brad went back to interviewing my near naked daughter and I just sat there as his hand went to her bare thigh. During the movements of the past few minutes, Sue’s skirt was bunched around her tiny waist. Her powder blue panties were visible as she sat there and she was not the least bit concerned that her legs were spread wide.

Brad’s hand was on the inside of her bare thigh and Sue leaned back into her mother. They both watched Brad’s dark hand as it massaged her and Amy was still fondling Sue’s breast.

“Has your boyfriend ever touched you here, Sue?”

She nodded yes and Brad’s fingers went higher.

“Here, baby?”

Again she nodded yes.

“Spread your legs a little more, Sue.” Brad’s voice was demanding yet gentle, kind of intoxicating, difficult to resist.

Sue spread her legs slightly and even more when her mother’s hand went to the other thigh and softly pulled her leg away from the other, exposing her panty clad pussy to this black man. 

When Sue clutched her mother’s hand I thought she was finally resisting but she returned the hand to her breast, holding it there as she kissed her mother.

Now Brad’s fingers were on her mound, tracing the outline of her pussy when Sue acted without any cues and raised her hips. With Brad on one side, Amy on the other and they slowly eased down her panties, exposing my daughter’s hairless pussy.

“”Very nice, Sue. Do you shave your pussy?”

Sue nodded yes as she bit her bottom lip as Brad’s finger slide into her pussy.

“Why?”

“I don’t know,” said Sue as she slouched down more and thus gave Brad more access.

“Yes you do. Does it feel nice up against your pretty panties?”

“UUmm,” groaned Sue in obvious agreement.

“You like to think about forgetting your panties and accidentally showing you teachers your pussy, don’t you Sue?”

Another groan as Brad’s finger worked its way in and out.

“You dream that all the boys can see you pretty pussy, right Sue?”

“Oh, yes,” moaned Sue.

“But you’re too shy to act out those fantasies, aren’t you, baby?”

“Yes,” Sue groaned in a barely audible whisper.

“Do you like the way Brad makes your pretty pussy feel?

When Sue didn’t answer, Brad pulled his finger out of her and put his hand motionless on her thigh.

Sue’s eyes popped open and she frantically grabbed his hand and brought it back between her legs, back to her pussy.

Brad complied by sliding a finger inside her and again asked if she liked it.

“I love it,” said Sue as she lifted her hips to meet the probing finger.

“Do you want me to stop?”

Sue shook her head no.

Brad’s questioning stopped as he looked at me and winked. It was more of a ‘what are you going to do about it’ wink and I knew I had lost both my wife and my daughter.

Hid finger never stopped moving in and out of my daughter when he resumed his questioning.

“Have you ever seen your boyfriend’s cock?”

“Yes”.

“Have you ever touched it?”

“Yes.”

“Is it big?”

“Yes, really big,” replied Sue almost gloating.

“Do you want to see my cock?”

“Yeah, I guess so,” Sue stuttered.

Brad stood and moved a small step closer to Amy.

“Your sweet daughter wants to see my black cock, Amy, why don’t you show her.”

Amy finally released Sue’s tit and she immediately set about the task of unbuckling his belt, sliding down his pants so that he could kick them off. He stood before them in his boxer briefs and Amy turned to Sue and smiled as she lowered his briefs. Brad’s cock exploded out of his shorts. It was so hard and so long that It sprang out and up and slapped against his stomach before bobbing slower and slower until it stood out magnificently, pointing directly at Amy.




Brad, The Hypnotist Ch. 03



“Is Bob’s cock as big as mine?”

Sue’s eyes were wide open as she shook her head no and she mouthed a slow, wondrous “Wow.”

“Would you like to touch mine?”

Without answering, Sue started to reach for his hardness when Brad told to wait.

“I want either your mother or your father to put your small hand on my cock. Who do you want to it?”

“My mom,” answered Sue quickly.

“Why?” asked Brad.

“She’s closer.”

Amy grabbed Sue’s hand, brought it to her mouth and kissed it before bringing it to Brad’s cock and wrapping it around. Her fingers barely could enclose it girth and she slowly moved her fist up and down the huge organ. 

The four of us sat in silence as Sue got more and more confident in pumping his big cock. Amy looked on in pride and I just watched with a hard dick and a cloud of dread over my head.

Soon a drop appeared at the end of Brad’s cock.

“Have you ever sucked cock, Sue?”

“Once.“

“Did you like it?”

“Not really. Bob liked it so I did it but I was afraid.”

“Afraid of what?”

“I was afraid that he would... you know.” replied my daughter as she continued to fist his cock.

“Were you scared that he would cum in your mouth?”

“Yes”

“Can I cum in your mouth, baby?”

Sue stared directly at his cock as her hand moved up and down, but she avoided the growing drop at the end.

When she didn’t answer Brad added, “your mother likes my cum. Don’t you Amy?”

Amy moved a bit closer to the cock that was being manipulated by her daughter and whispered, “I love it.”

“Feed her that drop, Sue”

Brad inched closer as did Amy and Sue lifted his cock. Sue’s eyes were on her mother as her tongue inched from her mouth and captured the pearly drop from the end of his cock and brought it into her mouth.

“That’s okay, Sue. We won’t force you to do something that you don’t want to do. 

Silence followed. Not total silence because everyone could hear Sue’s hand as it traveled the length on Brad’s cock. 

“Get ready, Amy. I’m close,” groaned Brad and he moved his hand to the back of my wife’s head, holding it steady. Sue still pumped him but positioned the head of his cock so that it rested on Amy’s extended tongue.

The first stream went directly into her mouth. A thick, long, white blast that rocketed to the back of her throat.

“Don’t swallow,” moaned Brad as another rope of cum flew into Amy’s mouth.

I couldn’t tell how many more blasts she endured because she clamped her lips around his cock head and proceeded to milk him with her mouth. Sue had let go and watched in awe as his cock started to soften in her mother’s sucking mouth. Brad withdrew his spent cock and slapped Amy’s face with it a few times.

“Come here my beautiful cock sucker.”

Amy went to her knees before him, her mouth clamped shut to keep the cum from escaping.

“Here, baby. Now tilt your head back a little. Don’t swallow. Good. Now open just a little.”

Sue moved closer and could see the pool of cum in her mother’s mouth and then Brad moved a finger and dipped it into Amy’s open mouth.

He withdrew his finger. His fingertip was now covered in cum and he brought it to Sue’s tit and make small, wet circles that covered her nipples. He reloaded in Amy’s mouth and painted Sue’s other tit with his cum. A third and fourth trip back to Amy’s cum filled mouth and he coated my wife’s tits. With plenty of cum left, he dipped his finger again and rubbed his fingertips over my daughter’s lips and smiled.

Brad watched Sue carefully as he dressed.

Sue’s tongue tentatively emerged from her mouth and touched her cum moustache. It was a few long moments after her tongue receded back into her mouth before she decide if she liked it. Everyone knew the answer when her tongue snaked its way around her lips. cleaning them. Her fingers pushed the cum that her tongue couldn’t reach into her mouth. Finished, she looked at her mother and smiled just before she moved her mouth to her mother’s cum coated tit. Sue sucked her tit long after it was clean and she was obviously dissatisfied when she saw that Brad was dressed. Then it was like a light bulb going off in her head. She pressed her eager lips to her mother’s lips, gently at first as if begging her mom to let her tongue enter. Then longer more demanding kisses until her tongue forced opened her mouth. There she found a pool of cum and the two women swapped the black man’s cum back and forth. 

Neither noticed Brad as he came over to me tossing a key up and catching it and said “Make sure you have a digital camera ready when I come back for their pussies.”

We both looked at them. It was if they were swapping some life saving fluid back and forth as their naked breasts rubbed together.

“I think it’s safe to say that they belong to me now,” Brad said as he left. 

After a while they parted. Soft kisses followed. Tender touches, not like those of a mother and daughter but like those of two lovers engrossed in each other’s body.

Amy and I went to bed later and neither of us spoke. What could I say? My wife and daughter fell in love with a black man’s cock.

I could feel the heat from Amy’s naked body but I dared not touch. It was almost like I was infringing on another man’s property. 

The sudden movement of the bed woke me. Sue was now between us, also naked. I could hear them kiss. I knew they were exploring each other’s body. When I turned so that I maybe could see what they were doing, my hand touched my daughter’s naked ass. I quickly removed it but my daughter replaced it. That night, my hands touched the most private spots of my daughter. Sue sat up and then lowered herself so that a beautiful breast was available to my mouth and I sucked and sucked and sucked, not caring about tomorrow only thinking about the pleasure that my daughter’s full breast was giving me.

That night I came. I don’t know whose hand or whose mouth was on me and I didn’t care. The pleasure was more than I could resist. As I rested there, listing to the deep breathing of the two most precious women in my life as they slept in each other’s arms, I contemplated the future.... their future, my future and I was worried, very, very worried.

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Brad, The Hypnotist Ch. 04



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The sun streamed through the small opening in the window blinds and brought me out of my deep sleep. I was alone in bed and naked. The image of my wife, Amy and my daughter, Sue sharing Brad's semen burst into my mind and my cock sprang to life. I was extremely agitated with myself for my lack of courage to stop Brad from using them and even more alarmed that it excited me. 

It was then that I heard the voices, first Sue's. "How could you do that, mom?" There was anger in her voice and it was apparent that they were arguing.

Amy's voice was too soft to hear but Sue yelled again. Well, not exactly a yell but in a tone that demonstrated that she was upset, very upset. "You were selfish. You were only thinking about yourself. How could you possibly do that to me?"

Silence followed and I got up. I quickly and quietly dressed, hoping to hear more. Thankfully, Sue was putting an end to this madness. She had come to her senses and was blaming her mother for her lack of judgment. I was so glad that Sue didn't come under that black man's hypnotic suggestions. Finally, my life would return to normal but I wondered if I could ever forget the sight of my wife, kneeling before Brad, sucking his enormous cock and then sharing a mouthful of cum with our eighteen year old daughter. Thankfully the daughter had more sense than either of us.

I made my way to the kitchen. It was a big, bright, cheery place but there was no cheer here this morning. I could see Amy first, sitting at the table, sipping coffee, looking concerned. She wore a cut off t-shirt that fell just under her breasts. I don't ever remember this article of clothing but she looked great as her full breasts moved the shirt material away from her body, revealing her rather firm stomach. It looked as if the only other clothing she had on were her panties.

I didn't see my daughter, Sue until I was completely in the room. She was standing, leaning against the kitchen counter. She had her arms folded defensively around her mid section which held my shirt, my dress shirt against her. The shirt did little to hide her beautiful, long, graceful legs and I was ashamed that I had touched my own daughter the previous evening and I was concerned that it would dramatically effect our relationship. I never wanted to jeopardize our togetherness. 

Sue's head was down and she looked very, very unhappy. "Mom, how could you?" she asked in a softer tone.

Amy looked at her and responded with, "I'm sorry, baby. I'll never do that again."

Sue straightened and moved quickly towards the refrigerator and opened the door. In her hand was the jug of orange juice and she had her back to me as she poured a glass. She moved back to her previous spot but held the OJ in front of her as she turned and leaned back against the counter. One arm rested on the counter top, the other brought the drink to her mouth. Her movements caused her shirt, my shirt to open and I was presented with her naked body. She stood with her feet slightly apart and my eyes soaked in her lovely, tight thighs. She did nothing to cover her nakedness and one of her pear shaped breasts peeked from behind the opened shirt. She put the OJ down and looked at me, knowing that I could see her precious pussy and gave me a smirk as she noticed my erection. 

Sue looked at her mother and asked, "never again?"

"Never, but I couldn't help myself, baby, you have to understand," her mother responded.

I was confused. What would never happen again. Why didn't my daughter cover herself, surely her mother knew that she was naked before me. Why didn't she say something?

Sue softly answered my questions when she directed the following towards her mother, "You could have at least let me suck it a little."

"You have to understand, Sue, once I started, it was like all I could think about was his cock. I just had to have it. I shared his cum with you, didn't I?'

Sue finally smiled as her hand went to her bare mound and said, "I guess I do, but you have to share, mom. All I could think about last night was his fantastic cock and what it would feel like in my mouth."

Amy sighed in relief and said, "maybe next time we can both ..."

Her sentence was interrupted by the phone. I was standing motionless, listening to my family profess their love for Brad's cock when the shrill ring surprised me.

"Hello," I answered.

"Well, hi stupid," said Brad. "How's the husband of the woman who loves to suck my cock and the father of the daughter I will eventually fuck?"

"I'm okay," I said meekly. Why couldn't I stop this from happening.

"Who is it?" asked Amy.

I covered the mouthpiece and whispered that it was Brad. Both of the women came beside me and I could swear that they giggled in anticipation.

I listened to Brad as he asked questions and I relayed them to Amy and Sue.

"Brad wants to know if you were thinking about him?" I asked, fulfilling my role as the resident wimp.

"They both said yes," I relayed to Brad.

"Tell them that my black cock is hard just thinking about them."

I relayed this to them and they giggled some more.

"Are they wet?" asked Brad.

I asked the women and they both nodded in agreement.

"Don't ask them, shit for brains, check for yourself. Tell me if my two pussies are wet and anxious for me."

"You want me to touch...." was all I got out before Brad yelled, "do it now and tell me."

"Brad wants me to check to see if you're really wet," I said softly, apologetically.

Sue was the first to step forward and grabbed my hand. She bought it to her pussy and pushed a finger inside her. "Tell him, daddy, tell him how wet I am."

I moved my finger around, inside her and marveled at how slippery she was.

Amy grabbed my other hand and mimicked Sue. I had the phone stuck between my head and my shoulder and the middle finger of each hand inside a different pussy. It almost seemed like Amy and Sue were having a competition to prove who was the most excited.


"Are you checking, you idiot?" screamed Brad, making his presence felt.

"They're both very excited, Brad," I answered obediently. 

"How do they taste?" asked Brad, in an obvious attempt to make me suffer.

I brought each finger to my mouth and sucked. At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to sink to my knees and bury my face into each delicious pussy.

In a halting breath, I answered, "they taste great."

"Good, now get your fucking hands off my property," demanded Brad. 

"Did you get the camera, yet?" he asked.

"No, I just got up."

"Listen, Dave, go out shopping today and buy two cameras. I want one video and one for stills."

"How can I operate two cameras, Brad," I responded somewhat confused.

"You won't have to, I'm bringing someone with me to help, okay Dave? You don't have a problem with me bringing someone to help film me while I fuck your beautiful lady now, do you?"

"No," I whispered.

"Ask Amy, Dave. Ask her if it's okay."

I relayed the question to Amy and her response was "fine, when is he going to finally fuck me?"

Brad must have heard Amy's response because he laughed and said, "it must be fun, Dave, watching your woman get excited over my black cock. Tell your wife that I or shall I say, we, will be over Saturday night.

"I thought you did a show on Saturday nights?" I managed to ask.

"Renovations, they're closed, Dave, but your wife's pussy will be open. Okay, Dave?"

"Yeah," was all I could manage.

I told Amy and she was disappointed and said pouted, "not until Saturday?" She then looked at the calendar that was attached to the inside of the cabinet door. The calendar is where we wrote all of our engagements.

"Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck" said Amy.

"Amy, not in front of Sue," I replied, angry that she would use such language in front of our daughter.

Laughter resounded from the phone. Brad could overhear the entire conversation and bellowed at my concern for Sue. 

"You stupid shit," he said. "Trying to be fatherly and protect sweet Sue, when just a few moments before you had a finger up her cunt. Yo, dad, you're going to give me sweet Sue's pussy to fuck, remember?" 

More laughter followed and I was ashamed.

"Why did Sue get angry? Let me talk to her," he demanded. His laughter for now terminated.

I gave her the phone but listened in on the hand held remote. Sue quickly explained. "I had forgotten that I was suppose to go to some educational function tonight, I'm suppose to get some stupid award."

"So what," replied Brad, "that's tonight. I'm going to make your pussy mine on Saturday, why is tonight a problem?"

"It's not, really. It's just that I'm so wet, and I don't want to go. I'll have to sit there and all I'll think about is your cock inside me."

"Where is it?" asked Brad.

"In your pants, silly"

"Not my dick, where's the award ceremony? Is that all you can think about?""

"At a local function hall. We rented one of the rooms and a lot of the teachers are going and yes, that's all I can think about"

"Is Mr. Davis going to be there," asked Brad.

"Yes," said Amy with gritted teeth, remembering that just last night her daughter told her that Mr. Davis groped her.

"I want you to go. I'll make it special for you. Wear something sexy, something that will show a little cleavage and no panties."

Sue listened to this side of the conversation, a finger moving slowly in and out of her now soaking pussy and she whispered something into her mother's ear.

"Brad, Sue wants to know if she will be part of Saturday's activities."

"Most definitely. But I'm saving her pussy. Tell her to be patient. I have to go but I think you'll enjoy tonight ."

"You just don't know how boring these things are, Brad," explained Amy but Brad had already hung up.

Later that day, Brad called again and told me to get dressed, that we were going to go to an awards ceremony.

Amy had already left and I was amazed at how sexy she looked. Normally she would dress very conservatively for a school event but at Brad's demand she wore a black dress, that fell mid thigh. The top reveal a good amount of cleavage and was held up by two spaghetti straps. Amy did wear a business jacket and looked very, very nice. I just knew she was naked under her skirt.

Brad picked me up and we headed for the hall.

It was a large place with many different function rooms but we eventually found Amy, sitting at the head table, Mr. Davis right beside her. There was about 200 people there, mostly teachers and administrators and some students but no one noticed as we sat in the back. Amy didn't even notice us.

"She's the best looking woman here," added Brad and I had to agree with him.

"Although that redhead over there is a nice piece."

I didn't look because I was watching my wife. I saw the woman that excited me and wondered how I got in this predicament.

Nothing much was happening, yet. People were milling about and waitresses were bring around plates of cheeses and crackers.

I found myself getting a little excited as I watched Amy bring food ever so deliberately to her mouth. I thought of the pleasure that her mouth could give and I yearned for her. I wish I had a better seat from which to watch. 

I thought of the nights with Amy, and I could feel the beginnings of an erection. The waitress snapped me out of my dream-like state and I ordered a wine. 

It was then that Brad turned and noticed me gawking. 

"Having some regrets, Dave?"

"Yes," I said wearily.

Brad took out a cell phone and punched in some numbers as I stared at my wife, my beautiful Amy.

Suddenly, Amy bent and took something out of her bag. It dawned on me what was happening when she put the phone to her ear.

"Hi beautiful," said Brad.

I could see Amy talking into the phone but not looking around. She didn't know we were here. 

I couldn't hear what Brad was saying but he had finished his conversation and tossed me one of the heavy napkins from the table.

"Hold this," he ordered.

I saw Amy excuse herself from the table and head for the exit.

"Come along, I want you to witness something."

I followed Brad out of the room and realized that we were headed towards the restrooms.

We saw Amy enter the ladies room and waited. I felt foolish standing there but we watched and waited. Another woman exited and then we saw her. She stood at the door and nodded and then reentered.

"Come on," demanded Brad and I followed him into the same restroom that my wife entered. We did not immediately find her, but as we walked down the row of stalls, I turned a corner and saw her sitting on a couch. 

I never realized they had such things in a ladies room. She was sitting at the edge of the cushion, waiting. 

Brad moved in front of her and you stared at his fingers and all we could hear was the sound of the zipper being lowered. His cock was not hard but still bowed out away from his body and I swear it grew all by itself, seemingly stretching towards her.

"Put the napkin on the floor for the lady," Brad demanded and I instantly spread out the heavy cloth so my wife could kneel in front of him.

Amy slid off the couch and leaned forward. Without using her hands, which she placed on each side of Brad's waist she first kissed the bulbous head of his cock. Her tongue eagerly licked one side of his cock and she swiveled her head so that she could lick down the other side. 

His cock now poked straight out and it looked powerful and Amy opened her mouth and accepted its head.

The sight of this huge, black cock jutting out from the front of his pants into my wife's stretched mouth was captivating.

I watched as she stared straight up at him while sucking his cock. It was if she was making love to his organ, leaning in to him so that more of his black cock slid between her beautiful lips. He leaned his hips towards you, making his cock more accessible to her hungry mouth. His was slick with her saliva as she moved back, letting it slip out of your mouth so that you could lick the head, swirling your tongue around, enjoying every inch. 

Amy was so sexy as she knelt in front of him. Her jacket opened and her chest heaving in total lust. I got excited as I watched my wife, completely dressed, dangling earrings, the tennis braclet that I had given her on her wrist and then her hand moved to his cock. Amy had spectacular hands, long, thin, manicured nails and she made a tiny fist around his cock, fingers barely able to close around him. The sight of her wedding ring and diamond against his black cock made my heart ache and my cock expand.

She then pushed his cock up against his belt buckle and licked his balls, slowly wetting one then the other before opening wide and slipping one round nugget into her mouth, then the other, bathing them with her tongue.

"You want what's in there, Amy?" asked Brad and she licked that spot behind his balls and groaned a yes.

"Tell us what you want Amy," 

Amy didn't hesitate, "I want your cock. "

"What else, Amy?"

"I want your cum."

Brad looked at me and I didn't know what to do.

As if sensing my apprehension, Brad ordered me to kneel beside my wife and watch her suck his cock.

Amy moved back in front so that he pointed at her and she again took him into her mouth. She were oblivious to everything except that black tube in her mouth until Brad broke your concentration.

"See, Amy. See what happens when you sit at the head table."

I swear my wife smiled around his cock.

"You'll do anything for me, right Amy?"

"Anything," my wife tried to say around his shaft.

"Take my cock out of your mouth," Brad said sternly. 

She kept sucking until he repeated the command, more forcefully, this time.

She reluctantly released his cock but her eyes never left his shiny cock and the saliva that hung from the end of it.

"Look at your husband, Amy."

Amy looked at him quizzically.

"Look at Dave."

She did, finally looking away from his cock but she brought up a hand so that you could lovingly stroke it, keeping it hard, keeping it near her cheek.

"Do you love your husband, Amy?"

The long unanswered seconds hung in the air until she said, "Yes."

"Tell him."

"I love you, Dave."

"Kiss him."

Amy leaned forward and kissed me, softly at first and then more passionately than she had in years. Her tongue probed my mouth, the same tongue that just seconds before was licking a black cock but I returned the kiss, also with passion.

"You have an incredibly sexy wife, Dave."

"Amy, tell Dave what you like to do."

Amy's lips were inches from mine, her eyes staring at me when she said in a husky, sexy voice, "I like to suck Brad's cock."

"What else, Amy."

"I want his cum in my mouth."

I stared at my wife as she stared back, as she knelt before this black man, gently pumping his cock that was beside her face and I felt that I loved my wife. She was under the control of his cock and in her world that's all that mattered.

"Look at her, Dave. She loves you but she never wants to let go of my cock. Now Amy, they will probably be missing you at your banquet. I need to cum. Suck my cock again but I want you to watch your husband."

Her eyes met mine and the sight of his cock in her mouth, her lips stretched around his black cock was more than I could handle. I moved a hand under her chin and held it as he fucked her face...such a beautiful face, such a talented mouth. My beautiful wife and I held her face so that a black man could slide his enormous cock in and out of her mouth.

You pulled back for a second, looked up at Brad and asked, "should I swallow?"

Brad laughed and said, "See Dave, Amy is always thinking."

Brad let Amy's mouth recapture his cock and said, "No Amy, don't swallow. I think I'll send you back with my seed in your mouth. Don't swallow until I give you a signal, Okay."

"She went back to work on his cock, lovingly sucking it into her mouth, licking its length, until she held her lips tightly around his organ. Amy's face moved forward and his cock started to disappear inside my wife's mouth until it bumped into the back of her throat. She then moved away and opened her mouth wider so she could breathe, deep, gulping breaths. With enough oxygen in her lungs, she repeated moving forward and back, his shiny cock slithering in and out between her lips.

She seemed to sense it coming and grabbed his cock and aimed the huge head directly in front of her wide open mouth as her eyes stayed on mine. Suddenly, he groaned loudly as he shot a thick stream of cum that twisted out the end of his cock and flew deeply into her mouth. Amy's head snapped back a little with the force of the cum blast. She had to squeeze his cock to stem the flow as it was obvious that it had reached the back of her throat. Amy had to swallow but did so quickly and aimed his cock again and released her grip. It was shot with such force and I watched him fill your mouth as a second, then a third, stream followed. Amy moved her mouth so that it was positioned below his cock in order to catch the last few streams that lazily oozed out

Our eyes never left each others as his cum slowed to a leak.

You looked so incredibly sexy as you savored the offerings that came from his cock, slowly lapping at his cock.

Your hand squeezed the last few drops from his cock and you kissed the head sweetly after you released it from your mouth. Your make-up was slightly smeared as you rose. 

Your lips were pursed, containing the flood of cum but I kissed you. 

"Isn't that romantic." Brad said sarcastically, "the husband softly kissing his wife while her mouth is full. I think I'm going to like you two."

"Show your husband the fruits of your labor, Amy."




Brad, The Hypnotist Ch. 04



My wife turned towards me and opened her mouth. She had her tongue pushed back and there was a pool of Brad's milky cum in the front of her mouth.

Brad told you to return to your seat, then glance at him, "I'll tell you when to swallow." I thought I detected a small, tight smile on my wife's face. 

You fixed your skirt, turned and started to leave. Brad stopped you and made you put his cock back into his pants. 

You then moved towards the exit and once at the door you nodded that it was clear and we left first and returned to our seat. 

As I passed you, going out the door, it was hard to believe that you had a black man's cum in your mouth.

A minute later you walked slowly across the reception hall. I noticed more that a few men and also a woman or two were watching you. I had to agree with them, you were very watchable as you moved across the room, your hips swaying, drawing even more attention to yourself. At one point you turned and smiled at us. I felt that I never loved you more than at that instant.

The emcee spotted you walking towards the head table and said, "There she is. Congratulations to Miss Amy, the teacher voted most likely to be a role model. Amy come here and say a few words."

You moved to the head table, and stood behind the podium.

A few of the people in the audience yelled, "speech, speech" and everyone applauded. But I wondered if they would ever imagine that your mouth was full of cum. What would they think? Your comrades, your students, what would they think if they knew that just moments before you were on your knees, sucking a huge, black cock?

You stood there and was speechless, obeying Brad's command to the fullest and then you glanced at us. Long minutes passed but you were true to Brad and held his cum in your mouth as the crowd grew impatient. Brad rose and motioned for me to do the same. We turned and headed towards the exit. I glanced back once and saw you standing there, your fellow teachers, administrators and students watching you, never realizing why you couldn't speak. At the door, Brad finally turned and signaled. You gave him a devilish smile and we knew that you swallowed when you licked your lips. 

You moved a step closer to the microphone and said, "You'll have to excuse me. I had something caught in my throat, but it's gone now."

Brad laughed and added, "I'm really going to enjoy your sweet, sexy wife, Dave. Thanks for letting me use her."



Brad, The Hypnotist Ch. 05



This probably won't make much sense unless you read the previous parts. Thanks for voting and as always I thoroughly enjoy the feedback.

As noted in the first story of this series, all characters are over 18 years of age. 

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Brad had dropped me off a little ways down the street and I had to get a cab back to my house. You'd think that he would at least drive me all the way home, after all my wife just sucked him off until he came in her mouth. I guess I better get use to being treated like a second class citizen.

Once I got home, I checked in on Sue. She was in her room, watching TV from the sounds of it so I went to bed. About an hour later, the noise of the front door opening and closing woke me and I guessed that it was my wife, Amy. She busied herself in the bathroom and soon came to bed. I pretended to be asleep but soon discovered that Amy was in an amorous mood. She rolled over and faced me, placed a hand on my flaccid organ and scooted up a bit so that her breast rubbed against my face. 

"Come on, Dave, I know you're awake." Amy purred.

No sense in pretending to be asleep, especially when presented the opportunity to suck one of Amy's luscious tits, so I quickly darted my tongue out and licked her pouting nipple. 

Amy was startled by my quick actions and said "Oh, that's nice, baby. Is my poor husband turned on or frustrated from watching his faithful wife suck a big, black cock?"

My mouth was full of my wife's precious breast when we were both started by a another voice.

"You what?" It was Sue. She was standing by the door and overheard her mother and I couldn't tell if her voice was filled with anger or jealousy.

She moved quickly around the bed, towards my side and I had to squirm to the middle of the bed, pushing Amy furthr to her side as she pushed herself under the covers. I was now sandwiched between the two women in my life.

"Tell me all about it, Mom," pleaded Sue, "and don't leave out any details."

"Now, wait a minute, you two," I interjected but Sue had scooted up higher as she had seen her mother do and forced her breast into my face. 

"Hush, daddy, let mom tell me." demanded Sue.

With me silenced, Amy told Sue everything, how she went to the event, the cell phone call, meeting us in the ladies room and sucking Brad's cock. Her voice was excited as she spoke and Sue mostly listened but occasionally said wow or moaned and at one point she told her mother that she was lucky. 

"Did he cum in your mouth?" asked Sue and Amy answered with a yes that was more of a husky whisper.

Amy proceeded to tell Sue how Brad made her hold his cum in his mouth until she was back on the stage and how she thought that maybe he would leave without telling her to swallow.

"What would you have done. mom?" 

"Whatever he wanted," answered my wife and then there was a minute or two of silence as all three of us contemplated what that would be like.

"I wish he just left and didn't say anything, mom." Sue added.

""Why," Amy giggled.

"Well, like then maybe you would have some for me. You said that you would share, right?"

Before my wife could answer, Sue reached over me. I didn't realize why until Sue said "Wow, mom. You're so wet."

Sue groaned, reached over and complemented Sue's actions. 

"You too, baby."

Now, Sue groaned as her mother fingered her.

"Mom?"

"What, honey?"

I could still feel them moving between the other's legs.

"Why does Brad's cum taste so good?"

"I don't know, baby, why?"

"I was wondering if it was just Brad or was it all men or just black men?"

Amy paused and added "I don't know, Sue. I guess we'll just have to experiment, okay honey?"

"Sounds like fun," added Sue and I drifted off to sleep after many minutes of fearful wonder at just how they planned to experiment. 

**************

It was Friday morning and I decided not to go to work. I slithered from between the two women and wrote down what I would do with my day. I knew that I had to go to the store and buy two cameras, One video and one for stills, as Brad had demanded. I also thought about what tomorrow would bring. I mean this man intended on fucking my wife and she wanted it, my daughter wanted it and I... I just didn't know. Why did I get excited thinking about it but dreaded seeing another man and my wife, my beautiful wife together. I sipped a cup of early morning coffee while looking out the back window and decided that I should get the pool cover cleaned off. Anything to get my mind off of what was happening. It was a very warm day for late April and I'd be opening the pool in about another month but I'd first have to clean the cover which was full of leaves. Autumn may be beautiful in New England but raking leaves sucks.

I sat down to read the paper and noticed an ad, "Yard work done, no job too small. Immediate service provided."

That's what I'd do, hire someone and then I could just relax. I called, explained what I wanted and they quoted me $50. I asked when was the earliest they could come and they said that they could be there that day, right after noon. Great, I told them that someone would be there to direct them.

I was staring out the window when Sue plodded sleepily into the kitchen without a stitch of clothing. 

"Sue," I said sternly, "put some clothes on."

"Oh! Don't be silly, daddy," she replied and I couldn't help staring as she leaned over to look into the open refrigerator. Her breasts were magnificent and swooped away from her body, dangling there as if begging to be held. Her flat stomach, the swell of her hips, her ass, the way her hair fell around one side of her head were making me hard and embarrassed.

I think Sue read my mind because she turned her head and a devious smile came across her lips as she said, "Like what you see, dad?"

"I need your help today, Sue," and I explained what I had planned.

She was not too happy that I had volunteered her to wait for the service man to arrive but I explained that I had to go buy cameras.

Sue protested that she was going to help her mother pick out something to wear for her fuck party.

Just at that moment, Amy appeared in the kitchen, also naked.

She went up to Sue and kissed her and said, "that's okay, baby, you help daddy. I'll pick out a few things and bring them home and let you decide what I should wear. What time is the man coming, Dave?"

I told her about noon and Sue said that she could wait and if he got there soon enough that they could still go shopping together.

That seemed to satisfy Sue and I really had to get out of the kitchen. I knew that I should go shopping but that could wait. I found it difficult to decide what I should be doing in order to get ready so that my wife could fuck a black man.

Sue decided that if she had to wait around, she might as well take advantage of the unusually warm day. She changed into a bikini top, what last year was a rather conservative top, now showed much of her ample cleavage. I wondered if the top got smaller or she got bigger and figured that she must have blossomed more that I realized in one year. The bottoms must not have fit because she had on a real short pair of shorts. She readied herself by bringing a book, a soda, the wireless extension and set up her lounge chair with her stuff neatly set on a small, plastic, patio table.

Amy saw me gawking at my daughter from the kitchen window and said, "beautiful, isn't she?"

We both watched as Sue spread out a towel on the lounger, raised the back portion so that she could sit up and read, donned her sunglasses and sat her sexy self down. I don't know why but we both continued to watch our daughter. Neither of us go upset when she lazily slipped her right hand down her flat stomach and dipped her hand inside her shorts. Her left hand held the book up so that she could read and it was obvious from the way she spread her legs and the slight movement of her hips that she was fingering herself. My wife and I watched mesmerized.

What happened next, happened quickly. I heard the truck door slam in the driveway. I figured it must be the man who was going to clean the pool, so I went to the front to greet him. The truck was there but I couldn't find thim. It was like a lightning bolt hit me and I realized that he must have headed directly to the back yard. He would see Sue and so I ran back into the house in an attempt to intercept him. 

It was then that the phone rang and Amy had answered. 

"Hi Brad," she said enthusiastically and I stopped in my tracks.

"Of course I'm excited. I can't wait," my wife whispered into the phone and I knew they were talking about tomorrow. I got a little jealous but what I saw in the backyard got me nervous.

Sue was still doing what she was doing and this man was watching her as he moved closer and closer to her. He was shirtless, muscular and black. It seemed as if the universe was against me. I don't think I would have been as nervous had he been white.

Amy was watching with the phone pressed to her ear as the man, I figured he must be in college, moved so that he was at the small table that Sue had set up.

I then realized that my wife was describing the proceedings to Brad.

"My poor baby doesn't realize that this man is watching her play with herself. What? Yes. She has the extension. You want to speak to her? Okay, I can beep her."

Sue pushed the call button on the phone and both the man and Sue jumped. Sue looked up and saw him and smiled but she didn't snatch her hand out of her shorts like I thought she would. She stared at the stranger, spread her legs a little further apart and moved her hand deeper inside her shorts. 

She motioned for the boy to answer the phone. Slowly, never taking his eyes off her, he picked up the phone and said, "hello."

"Let me speak to Sue," said Brad in a deep, commanding voice.

Amy and I stood there at the kitchen window, watching Sue while our heads were pressed together so we could her Brad.

The man held out the phone towards Sue but she did not reach for it. He stepped closer, still holding the phone out.

We then heard our daughter's voice through the phone.

"Could you hold my place, please?"

The man, wanting to please, took the book from Sue's hand and placed it on the table so that it was spread open to the correct page and held out the phone again.

"I didn't mean the book," said Sue as she took the man hand and brought it close to her, held up the cloth of her shorts with the other and then moved his hand under the material. The man knelt beside her and busied himself between my daughter's legs. She brought a hand to his cheek and whispered a thank you as she took the phone.

"Hello," she more groaned than said.

"Hi sweet Sue," answered Brad. "Your mom tells me you have some company."

"Yup," answered Sue.

"Well, who is he?"

Sue pulled the phone away from her ear and asked the man what was his name.

"Jerome," she told Brad.

The small talk continued while Brad and Sue questioned Jerome. He was 19 and a senior at the same school that Sue went to.

Amy whispered to me that she didn't recognized him.

"What are you doing right now, Sue?" asked Brad.

"I'm sitting in the backyard talking to you." replied Sue.

"What's Jerome doing?" 

"Oh, he's kneeling beside me," Sue told Brad.

"What else is he doing, Sue" demanded Brad.

"Well, he has his hand down the front of my shorts and..," Sue groaned not able to finish as her she raised her hips to meet Jerome's fingers.

"And what?" growled Brad.

"He's touching my pussy," moaned my daughter.

"Do you like it?"

"Very much, Brad."

Brad then asked my Sue to give the phone to Jerome. Smart boy, as he used his free hand to hold the phone so that he could keep his fingers inside Sue's pussy.

"Jerome, right?" questioned Brad.

"Yup," replied the boy, not really interested in conversation.

"Well, Jerome, we have a problem here," Brad started in a voice that told of his heritage. "That pretty little pussy that you're touching, well, Jerome, that's my pussy, my unspoiled pussy and I'd be very, very disrespectful of anyone who thought they could have a pussy that be mines.

Jerome quickly withdrew his hand and was all apologetic to Brad.

"That's okay, Jerome, you didn't know, now let me speak to my pussy."

Jerome handed the phone back to Sue and she quickly asked "Why did you stop him, Brad? That's not fair."

Sue continued to complain, bringing up the fact that he had used her mother twice and she got nothing when Brad finally relented and said "Give the phone back to Jerome."

"Okay Jerome, you want to get relief and please this little lady?"

"Yeah," Jerome quickly replied.

"Okay then but listen to me and if I find out that you did anything different than I said, then you'll be one sorry motherfucker.

Amy and I listened as Brad directed Jerome and we watched as he first put down the phone, quickly stepped out of his own shorts and stood naked in front of Sue. Sue's hand moved rapidly to grab his rather large, stiff cock. Jerome quickly removed her hand and told her that she couldn't touch him and he couldn't touch her but to sit back and wait.

Sue moved against the back of the lounger and sat up straight as Jerome straddled the lounger so that he was loomed over Sue with his cock pointed at her face. Sue started to lean forward as if to capture it in her mouth but Jerome reluctantly pusher back against the seat. 

"I'm sorry, but I can't," he tried to explain and he wrapped his hand around his meaty organ.

Sue seemed to understand and she leaned back, pulled down her bikini top and exposed her breasts to Jerome as if to help him achieve an orgasm.

Jerome pumped his cock viciously and I was amazed at how much cock was visible even with his hand wrapped around it. His hips bucked and Sue moved her head a little closer to his cock. We didn't need a phone to hear the groan coming from Jerome and Sue opened her mouth wide a mere fraction of an inch from the head of his black cock.

Jerome's fist stopped moving, his back arched and Amy and I could see a stream of cum shoot out the end of his cock directly into Sue's mouth. Sue moved closer still, actually pursing her lips around his cock as he was obviously spilling stream after stream of cum from his black cock into my beautiful daughter's waiting mouth.

He stopped moving and let go of his cock. Sue still had it captured in her mouth and you could see by the way her cheeks would hollow out that she was milking his cock for every drop of cum she could get. Sue even reached up, cupped his balls tenderly and moved her fingers around his cock in such a way that would drain it of sperm.

Sue released his cock from her mouth, licked the head and quickly jumped up from the lounge chair. This seemed to startle Jerome and it certainly startled Amy and me as she ran across the yard towards the back door. I assumed that she was going to be sick and was racing for the bathroom.

Amy and I watched as she opened the back door, entered the kitchen but instead of continuing to the bathroom she stopped in front of her mother. Sue looked directly into her mother's eyes and opened her mouth to show her a huge pool of cum that seconds before resided in the balls of a black teenage boy. The two women moved closer and their lips met, mouths opened and fresh cum was swapped from mouth to mouth, back and forth, some leaking out to wet lips and cover a chin only to be lapped up by the other, each sharing her mouthful with the other. 

I watched opened mouthed and suddenly realized that Jerome was beside me, pumping his hard again cock as he simple said, "wow."

I told Jerome to leave and I actually paid him for the work not done. I hope he doesn't think I'm paying him to cum in my daughter's mouth.

Amy and Sue licked at each other's lips and finally the cum was gone.

"Thank you, Sue" said Amy and Sue kissed her again.

The two went shopping as did I and we all got back home in time to have dinner together.

I asked what they had purchased but the just giggled and said that I'd have to wait until tomorrow.

"I'm going out with Bob, tonight but I won't be late," stated Sue and she came over to me and kissed me full on the lips and said, "you're so lucky, daddy."

I thought the excitement for the evening was over but .... 

that's for another day.



Brad, The Hypnotist Ch. 06



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Amy had me help her clean the house in preparation for her special day. She was nonstop and the tight t-shirt that she wore was plastered with perspiration, so much so that her nipples were clearly visible as they poked at the saturated material. I couldn’t help but watch, the sway of her breasts, the firmness of her legs that were exposed due to the fact that she was wearing rather short, shorts, her incredible overall sexiness and the fact that I wanted her, wanted her more than any time of my life, and I wanted her for myself. I guess I was staring too much because Amy stopped and looked directly into my eyes. She moved a hand between her legs and a finger snaked up inside the material of her shorts and it was obvious that she was fingering herself.

She exhaled deeply and without regret or remorse she purred, “Just think, honey, tomorrow Brad’s cock will be inside my pussy, fucking me.”

Suddenly her eyes popped opened and she quickly stripped off her shorts and panties.

“Dave, get over here, now,” she demanded.

I rushed to her side and let her guide my hand to her bald pussy. It was like we were first married again. I was lost in my wife’s nakedness, although she was never completely shaved before. I forgot all about Brad, all about what tomorrow would bring and only focused on my wife’s pussy, the pussy she was giving me to enjoy.

My wonderful thoughts came to a screeching halt when Amy asked, “Is my pussy okay? Will Brad like it? Do I need to shave again?”

My heart sank as I muttered, “you’re beautiful, baby, absolutely beautiful,” and my fingers played with her precious pussy.

“Make sure I’m completely smooth for him, please Dave.”

I knew what she meant and I brought my mouth to her mound. I let my tongue glide over the tender lips, letting my tongue slide out and taste her, slowly exploring her lips with my lips.

“Well?” questioned Amy.

“I’m not sure yet,” I replied as best I could without breaking the contact of mouth and pussy.

Moments later I heard Amy giggle and she brought her hand to the back of my head, holding it there against her when she said, “Poor Dave. I forgot how much you like to lick me.”

She pushed her hips against me and I covered her slit and let the essence of her pussy flow into my awaiting mouth.

I don’t know how long I spent kneeling between my wife’s legs, tasting her pussy but the shrill ring of the phone brought me back to reality. Luckily for me, Amy was close and I continued to lap the slick skin as she spoke. I figured that it was probably Brad and I didn’t want to stop what I was doing but Amy tugged my head back gently and said, “My dear pussy licking husband, your daughter needs you.”

I knew that my face was slick from her but I meekly spoke into the phone, “hello?”

Sue’s voice came in a rush, a rapid almost hysterical rush and I could barely understand what she was saying.

“Slow down, Sue, I can’t understand you.”

Sue was sobbing and I was only able to interpret a few words, “Bob.. argument.. ride home... he doesn’t love me.. pick me up... please..”

I turned to Amy and asked, “Who’s Bob?”

“Her boyfriend, silly”

“What happened to Ted?”

Amy smirked at me all the while she brazenly fingered her unfulfilled pussy and said, “Tom, not Ted, Tom was her last boyfriend. Bob’s her new boyfriend, You remember the varsity football quarterback, high school hero, the boy all the girls want.”

I shrugged, not being able to keep up with the current social events but I asked Sue what she wanted me to do.

“I want to come home now,” she cried, “please pick me up, daddy.”

“Okay, Sue, I’ll get there as quick as I can,” I promised her and quickly jotted down the directions. 

I made myself presentable and hated to leave as I continued to stare at my beautiful wife as she spread her legs wide and plunged three fingers into her sloppy pussy. I knew I had to get my daughter but wondered if I would be the first man to return to my house and find such a sexy surprise.

I put the keys in the ignition, started the car and drove. Bob lived a few towns away and I wasn’t sure of the directions. Aware that I might get lost, wondering if my wife might have a visitor, troubled at the actions of my daughter earlier in the day and now the fact that my gas tank was perilously low caused me to become anxious. I continued to follow the somewhat confusing directions and guessed that I was close and therefore could wait until after I picked up Sue to find a gas station.

Finally, I found the correct street. I continued slowly and scanned the house address numbers when I saw what looked like a common streetwalker. The young lady was dressed in a really short, plaid, pleated skirt and thigh high’s. I think that’s what they are called. Black nylon type stocking that ended just above the knee. The contrast of her white thighs showing between her skirt and the blackness of her stockings made her look seductive. I must have been concentrating of her legs and didn’t realize that the young lady was my daughter, standing on the street, waiting for me.

I stopped and she scampered around the car, opened the door and plopped silently on the passenger’s seat.

I turned to look at her. She sat there, slumped in the seat and still hadn’t said a word. Her arms were wrapped tightly around her chest, her knees pressed together and her feet spread wide. I noticed that her hair was somewhat mussed up but to be honest I don’t know if that was the style or not. Her head was down and she looked like the typical, pouting teenager. 

It wasn’t until I noticed the mascara laden tear that slowly made its way down her cheek that I realized how upset she was.

“What’s the matter, baby.” I said in my most fatherly voice. 

Sue responded by shaking her head side to side and slouching further down in the seat. She sat there, sniffling and I did the first thing that came to mind. I placed my hand under the chin of her down turned head and lifted her head so that she was at least looking at me. 

“Come on, Sue, you know that you can talk to me.”

The smallest of smiles greeted me and she unwrapped her arms that were hugging herself and reached for a tissue so that she could wipe her nose.

Finished, she dropped her arms by her side and I noticed that her blouse was opened. I tried to determine if it was ripped open. If it was then I would have a serious talk with Bob but I could see a button. They were all there but they were undone, all except the bottom one and the sides of my daughter’s lush breasts were visible.

Looking down at her, I could see this incredibly sexy girl, woman really, the skin between her breasts peeking out from the gaping blouse, as well as a fair amount of her firm legs exposed by the little pleated skirt that had now ridden up nearly around her waist.

I took her hand gently and said in a soft voice, “do you want to tell me what the problem is, Sue?”

She sniffled a few times but I finally her a weak voice say “Bob and I had an argument.”

“All couples have disagreements, honey.”

“He called me a slut.”

“What? Why?” I couldn’t understand why a boyfriend would do that until I heard her answer.

“I told him about this afternoon,” sobbed Sue

It was like amnesia had set into my brain, “what happened this afternoon?”

“I told him that I sucked that black boy’s cock,” explained Sue and she looked up at me for the first time.

“You told him that?”

She nodded in the affirmative.

“What did he say?”

The words seemed to come in gasping bursts, “he said that no respectable white girl would suck a.. a.. a.. black boy. He said that no girlfriend of his would let a black boy touch her. He was really mad, daddy.”

“I can understand why, Sue.”

“You can?”

Sue seemed to be thinking and unconsciously she slipped her hand inside her blouse and I could see that see was holding her breast, her fingers tweaking her nipples.”

“But daddy, you let mommy suck Brad’s cock and tomorrow he’s going to fuck her.”

“But Sue...”

I really didn’t know what I was going to say but Sue interrupted me anyway.”

“That’s all I want, Daddy. I can’t understand why Bob won’t let me suck black cock, it’s not like I’m cheating on him. I love Bob and I told him that.”

“But Honey, men get jealous..”

“You don’t ,” she shot back. “I explained to him that I would never let another boy have my pussy, that my pussy was his and only his but I needed to suck...” and she started crying.

I put my arm around my daughter to comfort her but wondered how in less than a week she had gone from a very sophisticated young lady, honor student, cheerleader who wouldn’t dare say an a bad word to this girl who couldn’t understand why her boyfriend wouldn’t let her suck black men.

Sue’s cheek was against my chest when she said, “I told him about tomorrow, daddy.”

“You what?” 

“I told Bob that mom was going to fuck Brad and I told him how it was okay with you and how you were going to film it and how other people would be there and I invited him to come over and watch.”

I knew that this should bother me but my mind couldn’t figure out why and all I said was, “Is he coming?”

“He didn’t say, but I’ll call him later tonight after he calms down.”

Sue’s pulled her head up as I put both hands on the wheel. I looked at Sue one last time before pulling away from the curb and saw that although she was looking up, she was still slumped in the seat, still fondling her own breast and still sobbing.

I must have gotten lost in my thoughts as I did on the streets and decided to pull into a gas station. I needed gas and directions. As I stopped at the pump, I looked over at you. Your head still down again, your skirt still high up and the blouse was still tucked in but was open in a wide Vee from your belly button up. It’s a wonder your breasts just didn’t pop out. 

I waited and finally the gas station door opened and a man approached the car. He was black, not surprising considering the turn of events in the last week. He was tall, I’d say about 6 foot 5 and old, maybe in his mid sixties. I knew that I should have just bolted but I was lost in thought. 

“Whatz ya flava?” the old man said.

“Fill ‘er up, regular,” I replied.

“Yes ‘em” he said and placed the gas nozzle in its spot. He moved around to my side and began washing the window and it

was then that he noticed Sue. He quickly moved to her side. Who wouldn’t? A beautiful white girl obviously inattentive to what her clothing revealed was enough to get anyone’s attention. 

It was then that Sue’s eyes popped opened and she blinked a few times trying to focus. She was greeted with the glaring image of a black man, showing his pearly whites as he cleaned and cleaned your window. 

Immediately, her breathing quickened and she continued to massage her breast but she did so in such a manner that the material of her blouse was pushed aside and one of her breasts was bared for this old man.

Sue started to move her knees back and forth as she stared at the man. He looked down and I’m sure that he could see her panties, at least when her legs were opened. The hand inside her blouse moved faster and faster both of us could see that she were pulling at her nipple. 

Sue stared directly at the man as she played with her womanly tits and her legs finally were motionless as she held her knees wide apart. My beautiful, young daughter was allowing this old, black man to drink in her nakedness and it seemed to excite her.


Something, deep in the recesses of my brain told me that it was okay.

The man came to her side, bent down so that his hands were on her door, stuck his head in the widow and said “Whatz a matta, little girl?”

She turned her head to look at him but said nothing.

He directed his next question to me but kept staring at my daughter’s chest, “Wife? girlfriend?”

“Daughter,” I explained and it was the first time that he actually looked at me.

“She be a handful?” he questioned and continued to stare.

I heard the gas nozzle shut off but we both watched Sue.

“Sometimes, deez young girls need special attention, ya know whats I mean?”

“I do know, but she needs something I don’t have.” I replied.

The old man laughed.

“Needs me ta check unda the hood, ma’am” as he stared directly at her hand held tit.

Something that I could never explain, something that I never would consider doing, at least a week ago, I did. I leaned over towards my sexually aroused daughter and grasped the side of her blouse and pulled it towards me. Both her breasts was bared for this man, nipples at attention and she sat there naked from the waist up 

“Thank ya sir, Willie, do a good job of checkn” and with that he covered an entire breast with his black hand. Sue arched her back and offered him her chest as he moved from breast to breast, pulling at the nipples, squeezing one tit roughly, then the other. 

Sue turned towards me and mouthed “thank you” as she squirmed under this old, black mans pawing. 

Willie’s large black hand cupped Sue’s breast and he swirled his thumb over the nipple and Sue groaned.

“Nuttin wrong her, sir, she be one fine look’n white girl.”

He continued to paw at her tits and added, “tits must drive the boys crazy.”

“How ‘bout da engine, sir, see if we can get it to purr?” 

He grinned at me and Sue looked at me land whispered, “please.” 

I reached over again and tugged at the skirt. It quickly went higher on her waist because Sue had lifted her hips to aid me. 

She lifted her hips again and I slipped off her skimpy panties. Once removed she spread her knees wide apart offered her tender, white cunt to this old, black stranger. 

“That be one fine look’n engin, ma’am” and he placed his hand on her knee. 

His hand moved up and down her smooth, firm thighs and said, “She be runnin a bit warm, sir” 

Three sets of eyes watched as he moved up her thigh and touched her pussy. 

Willie wasted no time and covered her pussy with his hand.

“Engin nice and primed, sir” he said as he let his long middle finger move inside. 

Sue pushed up against him and he continued to move his finger in and out with her help. All of us could hear the squishing noise

as he finger fucked her precious hole. 

“She be opened up good, mista, but I figger she been hasn’t used recently.” 

He pulled out his finger, now sloppy from her juices and held it to her lips. Sue lurched forward greedily and sucked his digit clean. 

Willie laughed and added, “that be a problem wit dez newa models, sir, day don’t git used enough. Diz fine pussy needs constant attention.

Willie again dipped his middle finger into her hungry pussy and held up his glistening finger and proclaimed, “I think she be bout a quart low, sir, she could use some of Willie’s special fluid.” 

You turned and looked at me hungrily and I nodded. Willie grinned at my permission and opened Sue’s door. He moved inside the open door as Sue stared at his obvious arousal.

He moved closer and said “This be self service ma’am” 

He stood and presented the front of his dirty work pants to her. 

Her dainty fingers went to the belt and opened it, She quickly slid down the zipper and unbuttoned the button. Sue grabbed both sides of Willie’s work pants and tugged them down around his knees. His huge cock plopped out smacking Sue on the top of your head. 

My daughter turned one last time to me, winked and quickly went back to this old man’s cock that burst out from his loins, bearing so much weight that gravity pulled down the head towards her mouth. 

Sue wasted no time and lapped at the little drop of seminal fluid that had leaked from him. She cradled his balls with her right hand and stroked him tenderly with the left as she kissed and licked at this ebony treat. 

Before long the head of his huge cock was in her mouth and he pumped his hips as he fucked her pretty face. 

She had turned her head in the car so that her mouth was more accessible to his cock. Occasionally Sue pulled back and his cock, slippery from her mouth would hang in front of her face. Sue would hold up his mammoth cock and lick it’s entire length. My pretty daughter had her face buried in his groin and she lathed each of his bloated balls with her tongue.

Moving back, she licked all around the fat head of his cock. Nothing

else in the world mattered to her as her mouth helped him reach a powerful climax. Stream after stream of thick cum spewed from his cock. Sue tried to swallow but it was too much. It leaked around her mouth but she captured the overflow with open hands. 

Sensing that Willie was done, Sue reluctantly pulled back for some air but he wasn’t finished. A thick stream shot from his cock and spattered her face. It started at her lips and cut a swath up her face

and into her hair. He grabbed his massive log and pumped one more thick rope of cum to explode onto her breasts. 

He was finally spent but Sue wanted more. She lapped at the cum on her hands, much like a hungry kitten savoring the last drops of milk in a dish and then she hungrily scooped as much as you could from her breasts into her mouth and then returned his big, black, cockhead to her mouth for a thorough tongue cleaning. 

Exhausted, Sue collapsed back into the seat and Willie hoisted his hefty manhood into his pants. 

Willie stepped back and closed the door while my daughter sat there totally exposed. His head suddenly appeared in her open window and his hand made its way to her pussy. Sue kept her legs spread apart as his black finger again entered her pussy. After a while he pulled it out and held it up to show both of us how wet it was.

“I think she’s about full, now. Duz ya feel any betta?”

Sue smiled as she nodded her head in agreement.

“Mind ya manners and thank Willie, properly” he scolded Sue.

Sue moved towards the old man and pressed her lips to his. She kissed him hungrily and then leaned back against the seat.

“Thank you, sir,” she said and then slowly licked her lips.

He head was still int the window and said “Ya’ll come back when the little lady needs ‘nother fillup. You be proud of her, ya hear. She be one fine cock sucker.” 

He walked around to the drivers side, looked at the pump and said, “That’ll be twenty.”

I started to turn around and look at the pump, knowing full well that my car never takes that much gas but Willie quickly explained.

“Ten for the gas, ten for the little lady’s fluid.”

I gave him a twenty and thanked him.

We drove home, and I thankfully noted that there were no strange cars in front of the house. I was also thankful that no one was around to notice my daughter entering the house with her breasts visible because of her opened blouse. 

I entered the house and again was reminded how much my life had changed in the one short week. Amy, my precious Amy was standing in the kitchen, naked and not the least bit ashamed that she was still fingering herself.

Sue giggled when she saw her mom and said,”thinking about tomorrow?”

Amy answered with a soft moan and then noticed that her daughter’s blouse was open.

“What happened to you?”

When Sue started to relate all the details of the evening, Amy pushed me down and grabbed my hair and roughly moved my face to her pussy. I licked my wife’s pussy as she listened to Sue and I was hoping that Sue would leave nothing out. This would be the last evening that Amy’s pussy would be truly mine and I wanted to savor every delicious moment.

I didn’t hear what Sue said to Amy, I didn’t worry about a man coming to fuck my wife tomorrow, I wasn’t concerned that Sue had swallowed the cum of two strange, black men in one day, It seemed normal for my wife to be fingering Sue’s darling pussy as she listened to her story. At that moment, all I cared about was Amy’s cunt, I’d worry about tomorrow, later.



Brad, The Hypnotist Ch. 07



Please note:  If you do not like or are offended by interracial sex then please DO NOT read this story.

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You don't know me.

My name is Michael Freeman. Not a real name, I made it up for this story.

My friends call me Mike. Really.

My patients call me Dr. Mike, Dr. M or just Doc. Really.

I'm a mental health worker. I like to say that because some people get intimidated with the title psychiatrist. I work with a group of doctors, occupying rather plush offices in a downtown setting.

One day a rather confused man came into our office and spoke to our receptionist, Wendy. Since I was the only doctor in the office that day, I agreed that I would see him after I was finished with my current patient.

I buzzed Wendy when my patient's visit was completed and she promptly asked how she could help.

Wendy came into my office and stood before my desk and said, "That man is either a pathological liar or the most tortured man I ever met."

I asked her to explain but she couldn't. 

"I can't put it into word. When I said that you would see him, he just turned and sat down, as if in a trance. He never even looked at me."

You have to see Wendy to understand that last statement. Wendy is a tall, I'd say about 5 foot 8 inches, knockout redhead that no man would waste an opportunity to ogle.

Her attire, while professional, is always at the edge of being seductive. I like it because I'm a normal, unmarried male, who enjoys the glimpses of cleavage and leg, and most of my patients are males. Wendy has a way of putting them at ease. Plus, I will never tire of seeing a sexy white woman. Yes, I'm black, which makes this story even stranger because of what happened to my soon to be patient.

Wendy turned and paged Dave to come into my office.

I introduced myself, shook his hand and asked him to sit.

He was very timid and did not even look me in the eye. He muttered a weak, "Yes sir," and sat down.

Once he began relating his last year, I buzzed Wendy and asked her to reschedule my next few appointments.

Over the next few hours, he told me the most intriguing story that I ever heard. I won't repeat what he said, since he documented it in previous chapters at this site.

I will tell you that I thoroughly investigated what had happened to Dave. I had countless sessions with him and his case intrigued me so much that I continued to see him, even when he told me that he no longer had any funds to pay me.

I interviewed Amy, his wife. Dave sure knew how to pick a woman. Amy was beautiful, sexy, intelligent and knew what she wanted. I might explain what happened at those sessions, but that's another story.

I also interviewed his daughter, Sue. She inherited her mother's beauty, brains and self assurance. Again, I might explain what happened at those sessions, but that's another story.

I met with Bob, Sue's then boyfriend, now husband. I met with Brad and others and finally seem to have a handle on what happened and how to provide a service for my patient, Dave.

I will try to relate what happened. I can't know exactly what occurred but will try to use my imagination to fill in the fuzzy spots. Dave has read this and has agreed to publish it.

Well, here goes. If you haven't read the previous chapter's, you might not quite understand, but you still might find it interesting. 

Saturday morning.

Dave had set his alarm clock to wake him at 7 AM. He quickly showered, dressed and went to the store. Today was the day, the party as Brad had referred to it. But it wasn't a party, really. It was a day that Dave would offer his wife to another man. At the time, this seemed okay to Dave because he later found out that he was under the control of a master hypnotist. A black man, named Brad, who desired his wife, his daughter and wanted to make them his own. Dave obeyed Brad's demands but there was always this nagging suspicion, this feeling of dread but Dave wanted to please Brad, wanted to please his wife, who he still loved, wanted to please Amy, his precious daughter. Dave wanted to please everyone, even those who wanted to exploit him.

Brad already had numerous encounters with Amy and Sue but had not yet consummated their relationship.

Brad wanted to make a big production out of the ceremony, as he called it.

Dave went to the store and purchased refreshments for the guests. Yes, there would be spectators. In the previous days, Dave had made at least four sets of keys to the door of his house and had given them to Brad. Dave didn't know how many were showing up and guessed at what to buy.

He brought home the groceries and struggled to carry them into the house. Amy was up, looking all fresh and clean as she stood in the kitchen under her long robe. Sue was still sleeping.

"Did you get enough?" asked Amy as she inspected the bags.

Dave didn't answer but his wife said "I invited Jerome, Malcolm, Leroy and Jose. I'm not sure if Sue sent out invitations."

"Who are they?" asked a stunned husband.

"Students in my senior class. Brad met them one day and said that I should invite them. They might like seeing their teacher in a different light."

His wife opened her robe and held it opened for her husband and asked, "Well, do you think they'll like me?"

Dave just nodded as he gazed at his sensual, naked wife.

"Go in and ask Sue if she invited anyone."

Dave went to his daughter's bedroom and stood before her closed door and knocked.

"Who is it?"

"It's daddy."

"Come on in, daddy." giggled his daughter.

He opened the door and saw his daughter, lying on her bed with the sheets pulled down and her nightgown pulled up around her waist as she fingered herself. She made no effort to cover herself or stop but said, "Excited, daddy? Today's the day. You must be so proud of mommy."

Dave just nodded and his eyes stared between his daughter's, long, taut legs and watched her fingers push into her pussy.

"Mom wants to know if you invited anyone."

Sue arched her back and groaned deeply as she brought herself to a climax. She jumped out of bed, gave her dad a quick kiss and said, "Hope that's the first of many, today. I only invited Bob." Bob was her boyfriend. A backup quarterback on his high school football team.

"I though that you and Bob were fighting?" asked Dave.

"We were. But, you know Bob. He can't resist it when I let him have his way with sexy body. Plus I told him that just because I suck black men's cocks doesn't mean that I don't love him. I told him that it actually makes me want to fuck him. He was still a little reluctant, silly Bob. But I told him that I save my pussy for him."

"He was okay with that?"

"Of course, daddy. I'm his baby, ya know."

"We have a lot to do today, so could you help?"

"I'll do a little, daddy. But I want to be well rested for this afternoon. You never know what I might have to do. OH, I almost forgot. One of the boys, Frankie, in class offered to help get the house ready but he has a date and can't stay to watch mom."

Dave went out and explained everything to his wife and she sent him back to the store for more stuff.

Dave got back about an hour before the scheduled ceremony and met Sue's classmate. He was also an athlete. A cross country track runner. He was tall, lean and it appeared not an ounce of fat took up residence in his body. He was also black. He shook Dave's hands and told him what he had done around the house. Dave thanked and asked him what he owed him. The kid said that Sue was going to take care of that.

Dave had more chores to do and he knew that the forty five minutes left would go by quickly. 

The doorbell rang and Dave went to open it only to find Sue's boyfriend, Bob, standing there. Dave thought that he might be the only one who didn't have a key.

"Come on in, Bob."

"Big day, eh, Mr. B. Where's Sue?"

Dave turned but didn't see Sue but Amy, who was watching, said "She's in her room. Go ahead, dear. Just go right in, she won't mind."

Bob quickly went to Sue's room and without knocking, entered.

Sue's bed was directly opposite the door and Bob stopped dead in his tracks when he saw his girlfriend.

Sue was on all fours on the bed, facing away from the pillowed end, so that she was looking directly at her boyfriend. She was naked. Her breasts swayed under her and she looked up and said, "Hi honey. Have you met Frankie?"

Frankie was behind Sue. He was also naked. His long fingers on Sue's hips as he pulled and pushed her onto his cock.

"What the fuck?" screamed Bob. "I can't believe that you're cheating on me. What the fuck! We're done!"

Sue was shocked at his response. She straightened up and said, "That's not fair Bob." Tears started to stream down her cheeks and her boyfriend stood there open mouthed as the boy behind her continued to pump himself into her and then brought up his hands and pawed her lovely breasts.

"Not fair? Not fair? I catch you fucking some one else, the day after you promised that your pussy was mine and mine alone and you have the nerve to say, not fair."

Sue sobbed and then said, "I can't believe that you don't trust me. Frankie is not fucking me, well he's not in my pussy. Come on, take a look, I only let Frankie have my ass." Sue spoke in rushed breaths. "He wanted my pussy but I said, no. I told him all about you. I told him that I'll always be faithful to my boyfriend. Frankie has helped all day. He was going out on a date with his girlfriend who never lets him touch her and I just wanted to help him. Give him some relief, especially after he helped all day and you accuse me of cheating."

Bob walked toward the side of the bed, and now could see just what his girlfriend had said. Frankie's long, black cock was buried in Sue's ass. He never stopped filling her ass, even when Bob went to the front of the bed. He climbed on and knelt directly in front of Sue.

"I'm sorry, baby. I just thought..."

"You didn't trust me. Frankie just wanted to use my ass and I'm trying to be helpful and..."

"She wouldn't give up her pussy, man. You should be proud," said Frankie as he continued to pound her ass.

Bob whispered in Sue's ear, "Sorry, baby, so, so sorry. Forgive me?"

Sue nodded her head that she did and kissed her apologetic boyfriend.

Bob then reached into his pocket and pulled out a small jewelry box. Sue's eyes went to the box. 

"Oh, Bob!" was all she could say.

Bob opened the box and showed her a ring, a small diamond ring but still a diamond and said, "Sue, I love you. Will you marry me?"

Sue's head bobbed up and down indicating that she would marry him and her breasts also bobbed from the pounding she was getting from Frankie.

She raised her hand and stretched out her fingers as Bob slipped the ring onto one of her long fingers. Bob was about to kiss his new fiancé when Frankie grunted and then scurried up beside Sue. He roughly turned her head and pushed the cock that moments before was in Sue's ass against her lips. Sue quickly opened her mouth and let Frankie's cock slide inside. Frankie grabbed her head and grunted as he exploded. Cum filled Sue's mouth and she tried to swallow. Bob just stared. Frankie later revealed that it was the most explosive orgasm that he ever achieved and cum just seemed to spray out of his cock. Sue couldn't keep up and cum seeped out between the seal of her lips and his spewing cock and oozed down her chin. Frankie's climax finally abated and both boys looked down at Sue. She was out of breath. Cum dripped down her chin but she used a finger to scoop it back into her mouth. She turned back to Frankie and her tongue was all over his cock, his balls, trying to clean him.

"You're a lucky dude." said Frankie. "That's one hot girl you have there."

Bob actually smiled and then noticed his girlfriend's hand still pumping Frankie's cock, her mouth still trying to coax out more cum and then he saw her ring. The ring that he had given her in contemplation of marriage. The ring on her finger. The ring that was covered in the cum from a black man.

"There's cum on the ring," said Bob.

Sue took her hand off of Frankie's cock, giggled and put the ring into her mouth to clean it. "Mmm.." she said, and then popped the ring out of her mouth and held it up to Bob and said, "there! All clean. You make me so happy, Bob."

Frankie got off of the bed and found his clothes. Sue stood in front Of Frankie and said, "Have a great date and thanks for the help. Here, let me see if your presentable." Sue dipped to her knees and held the track stars cock up before her face, inspecting it. Pleased that it was clean, she sweetly kissed the head and said, "You have great tasting cum, Frankie, anytime your girlfriend holds out, you give me a call. My mouth and ass are always available."

Frankie grinned at Bob and then left.

Sue hugged Bob and he pulled her tight. "I want to fuck you, Sue," he whispered.

Sue tilted her head back and kissed him softly and said, "Not now, baby. I have so much to do and besides, I have no idea of what will be asked of me today. Okay? I knew you'd understand." With that said, she quickly ran into the bathroom to shower and dress. 

Dave was in the master bedroom with his wife. Amy. He could hear people arriving and the sound of furniture being moved. He watched his wife as she combed her silky hair and he walked up behind her. Amy saw his reflection in the mirror and asked, "How do I look?"

Dave looked at his wife and his heart ached. She was ravishing. Silky hair, tastefully done makeup, and a new dress. The front of the black dress was supported by two spaghetti straps that tied at the top of her bare shoulders. The neckline plunged and gave more than a peek of he ample cleavage. The skirt was short with a slit up the side that provided any onlooker more than a hint of her shapely legs.

Dave took a deep breath, sighed and said, "You look fabulous."

Amy spun around and kissed her husband, "I love you, Dave. Thank you for today."

"You're welcome, baby."

Then that nagging feeling entered his mind again when his wife added, "I can't believe that in just a few minutes my pussy will belong to Brad. I hope he likes me."

There was a knock on the door and Sue entered and gushed at her mother's appearance. "I'm jealous," she said as she scanned her mother and fixed a loose hair here and smoothed her dress there, making sure she was perfect. "It's time, mom. Brad said we should start now. Ready dad?"

Dave just gulped and held out his arm for his wife to hold as he escorted her out of the bedroom into the living room.

The number of people surprised him. Besides the four students that he knew about, Bob, Sue and of course Brad, there was four other men there. All black, of course and presumably friends of Brad. Dave could see the digital movie camera on a tripod, pointed at the single bed that was once in a spare bedroom but was now in the center of the living room. One of her students had a camera. he didn't know which one because before today he had never met any of her students. They looked more like adults and he was shocked that her students were so large.

Brad stood at the side of the bed with his arms crossed. He had two of his friends on either side of him. Directly across was the couch and love seat where the students and everyone else was situated.

Dave knew what to do because of the detailed instructions that Brad had emailed him.

He slowly walked his wife across the room towards Brad and felt every eye of him and his wife. He heard a few snickers and more than a few wows as they saw Amy.

Dave maneuvered Amy so that she was directly in front of Brad and she couldn't take her eyes off of him.

Dave took Amy's hand and held it out for Brad and said, "My wife, sir."

The room went quiet and everyone strained to hear. 

"Whose wife?" asked Brad.

"Yours, sir," answered Dave.

Brad spoke. "You freely give her to me?"

"Yes," said Dave.

"Do you realize that she will be mine? That I will use her as I wish."

"Yes, sir. She is yours."

"Do you realize that you must still provide for her material needs?"

"Yes, sir."

"Do you realize that her body now belongs to me. She will only do what I want?"

"Yes, sir."

Brad finally took Amy's hand and said, "You may kiss your husband goodbye."

Amy turned and her arms went around her husband and she kissed him deeply. She then buried her head on his shoulder and saw all the people staring at her. She winked at her students and the others before turning around to Brad.

Brad's attention went to Amy, beautiful Amy.

"Do you willingly allow me to own you?"

"Yes," she answered with enthusiasm.

Brad's attention went back to Dave and he said, "Allow me to view her."

The murmurs in the background grew as Dave stood behind his wife and slowing pulled at the stringed knot that held up the front of her dress. Amy's hands were by her side, her eyes on Brad as her old husband untied the knots and let the cloth that covered her fall. Brad had told Amy that undergarments were not permitted and Brad was treated to a view of his new subject's naked breasts. 

The observers in the back jostled for position to view her and were helped a great deal by the large mirror on the opposite side of the bed. The students poked each other kiddingly as they saw their teacher's naked breasts. They had spent many days trying to position themselves around her during class to get a peek but today, they saw her naked and willing.

Dave continued after Brad had given him a nod. He stripped his wife until she stood before Brad totally naked. 

Brad then addressed everyone in the room as he turned the now naked Amy around. The eyes of those in the audiences went from her breasts to between her her legs and back over and over as they tried to create a picture in their memories.

Brad spoke in an authoritative voice, "This is my new property, Amy. You may look and admire but you may not touch without my permission. To the students, be aware that if any harm, socially or career wise, happens to my property, you will be dealt with severely. I am not a harsh man and I am very generous. If my property tells me that some one is deserving then I will allow some, shall we say, fringe benefits. But be mindful, that this week I consider my honeymoon and no one will be allowed privileges. After that, I'll be much more generous."

The students smiled as did Amy.

"Amy," said Brad.

Amy turned to face her new lover.

"Get me ready."

Amy threw her arms around him and kissed him deeply. A sensuous, long, kiss as her tongue pushed into his mouth and she sucked on his when it entered hers.

At that moment, Dave related to me that he felt terrible dread. He had seen Brad caress his wife's body. He had seen his wife's mouth wrapped around this man's cock. He had seen his wife's mouth filled with his cum but seeing her kiss him so passionately, so sensuously, so lovingly, caused him deep concern.

Amy went about the business of stripping Brad. She took her time and kissed every inch of him as she uncovered him. Finally, he was naked and his huge girth jutted out from him. 

"Are you ready, Amy?"

"Yes."

"At this moment, I will give you the opportunity to either kiss your dear husband one last time or you may lick my balls."

Silence again overtook the room.

Amy never hesitated as she knelt in front of her owner, grabbed his cock, lifting it and bathed his balls with her eager tongue. Never glancing at Dave.

The people in the room watched as she worked magic with her mouth on his thick, black cock. Sue was so proud of her mother as she let Brad's cock slide in and out of her mouth.

Sue watched her mom but also observed the others in the room. Bob sat beside her and was pawing her breasts as he watched her mother. The four students were brazenly unbuckling their belts, opening their pants and kicking them aside as they watched and stroked their own cocks. The camera recorded Amy's actions from its perch on the tripod. Brad's friends just watched.




Brad, The Hypnotist Ch. 07



Amy was gently raised by Brad and he said, "It's time."

She went to the bed and Brad's friends helped her with the pillows so that she was comfortable, lying on her back, legs spread wide in anticipation, breasts heaving. She managed one sideways glance at her daughter and winked. She also noted her students pleasuring themselves and smiled.

Brad got on the bed, between her legs and looked at Dave. It almost seemed like he needed one more opportunity to disgrace the man when he said, "I'd like Amy's sweet daughter, Sue to help with this first penetration."

Sue quickly got up from the couch and raced to the side of the bed.

Brad shook his head in disappointment and said, "Get those clothes off, now."

Sue stripped quickly and eagerly and did a small curtsy for her classmates who whistled at her nakedness.

"Sue, be the first. Reach under me and help put my cock into your mom's waiting cunt."

Sue did as she was told. She reached under him, hoisted his cock and rubbed the head against her mother's already primed pussy. She held it there as Brad pushed slowly forward. He knew that he must go slowly at first until his new property because accustomed to his size. Amy's arms were stretched out beside her as her hands grabbed the sheets as Brad's cock stretched her. Her mouth was open and she gasped as he inched into her, opening her as her husband never could. 

Brad turned to Sue who was now caressing his balls and said, "That will be all for now, sweetness. Go back to your seat."

Before Sue did, she went to her mom, leaned over and kissed her.

Back at her previous position beside her boyfriend, Sue did not bother to dress. She let Bob's hand caress her tits as she fingered herself. 

Everyone watched as Brad's cock was finally buried deep inside Amy. Amy threw her arms around Brad, encircled him with her legs as she pulled him into her and she kissed him again.

They fucked for endless minutes. Brad wanted this first fuck to be missionary. He wanted Amy to beg him and she did when he momentarily stopped pushing into her. He wanted to make sure that she was his and then he started fucking her harder. Amy made small gasps as her bull ravaged her and she could sense that he was close.

The air of excitement in the room was thick with sex. Amy's small cries added to the feeling and now some of the students were breathing heavily as they were close to bringing themselves to a climax.

Bob had replaced his girlfriend's hand with his own and he played with her damp pussy.

Brad's breath came short and he said, "ready?"

Amy's legs tightened around him and she said, "Cum in me."

Brad did just that. Amy could feel his warm cum splash inside her. He grunted with each blast of cum and Amy knew that she would be leaking her lover's cum.

It was then that Jose snuck up to bed with a camera in his hand. 

Dave couldn't believe his wife would let one of her students take her picture and was pleased to see her arm reach out to it. But she didn't try to stop him, she instead made sure that the camera's strap would not interfere with the picture. Jose framed the picture so that he had his teacher naked breasts and beautiful face and snapped a quick shot before Brad shooed him away.

It was then that Malcolm's breath became labored. He pumped his cock quicker and quicker and was close to cumming. Sue sat up when she realized what would happen. Her classmate was about to cum and he would stain their living room carpet. Sue looked around for some sort of container to capture his sperm and she frantically quickened her search as he started to grunt. Sue knew that she would never find anything in time and she raced to her soon to cum classmate. She slid to her knees in front of him and actually had to grab his legs so that she would not slide past and sought out his cock with her mouth. Sue just got his cock in her mouth just when he exploded. She swallowed his cum and she kept her mouth glued to his cock as he continued to stroke it until he was spent. 

Sue just knelt there, panting and she looked back at the couch to her stunned boyfriend. She just shrugged her shoulders as if to say, "what did you want me to do?"

Leroy was next and she got before him in plenty of time. Sue actually helped him by gently cupping his balls as she held her mouth open, providing a place to deposit his seed. When he was ready. Leroy slid the head of his cock inside his willing classmate's mouth and came. Sue continued to caress his balls as he filled her mouth. Sue willingly and happily swallowed. 

Malcolm watched Sue as she administered to his buddies and he called to her with a quick, "Sue, I need you."

Sue knelt obediently before him and offered her mouth again to a classmate. Malcolm used her mouth and filled it as did his classmates.

Jose was last but also had the convenience of cumming in Sue's mouth.

With her housekeeping chores done she went back to her boyfriend and kissed him with her dirty mouth as she straddled him, presenting her leaking pussy to him and said, "Lick me."

Bob's anger subsided immediately as he pushed his face between his girlfriend's legs and lapped at her wetness.

Brad had crawled off his newest conquest and offered his hand to Amy so that she could stand. Standing beside her new lover, Her hands went to his cock as she loving held it and caressed it. His cum leaked visibly down her leg but she felt more pride than embarrassment as everyone noticed. She even winked at her husband.

He stood beside her and their guests came to them. They shook Brad's hand and offered congratulations and since Amy's hands were busy, they kissed her. Her students pressed close to their teacher and a few managed to close a hand over a warm tit. Amy just thanked them as another was soon wishing her well.

The line ended and Sue was last. She looked down at Brad's sloppy cock and her mother's oozing pussy and asked if she could be of service. Brad was more than willing as his property's daughter knelt between them and alternately cleaned his cock and her pussy.

The guest left and Dave cleaned up.

Brad reminded Dave that he was not to touch his wife during the honeymoon period and that he would be back frequently to use her.

He also told him that each of his friends had a key and after the honeymoon they would be visiting.

*

I will relate some of the activities of the honeymoon period in a later chapter, if anyone is interested.

Sincerely,

Dr. Mike



Brad, The Hypnotist Ch. 08



Please note: If you do not like or are offended by interracial sex then please DO NOT read this story.

*****

You don't know me.

My name is Michael Freeman. Not a real name, I made it up for this story.

My friends call me Mike. Really.



My patients call me Dr. Mike, Dr. M or just Doc. Really.

I'm a mental health worker. I like to say that because some people get intimidated with the title psychiatrist. I work with a group of doctors, occupying rather plush offices in a downtown setting.

I've related all this before in my previous story but a lot of people don't read the beginning chapters and just hop in at any point. 

I want to warn potential readers, if you don't like interracial sex or mind control then stop right here. Why subject yourself to something that might disturb you, plus I don't want to listen to you bitching.

I haven't written in a while but I never stopped thinking about my favorite subjects, Dave, Amy, Sue, Bob and of course Brad.

Dave was the first who sought my help, but all this is contained in the previous chapter.

Amy, Dave's wife, well x-wife, well not really... it's complicated, so if you want a clearer picture then read the previous chapters, has visited me but not to seek my help but to just chat.

Sue, Dave's 18 year old, now 22 year old daughter, still drops by regularly. Again, not to seek my guidance but just to get off. Of course, I only charge her dad a nominal fee for these hours. After all, I'm a reasonable man.

Well, I'm back to add to this tale. Didn't think I would be but a recent email from a fan has given me a "push" to continue writing.

So, this is for you Jessie (whoever you are), hope you enjoy.

...

About a week after Dave's wife giving away party, his daughter, Sue found out about her dad's office visit and asked Wendy, my secretary for an appointment. 

Wendy immediately brought it to my attention, since she knows about Dave and his experiences.

Before you start telling me about breaching a patient's right to confidentiality, let me tell you that I told Wendy all about Dave as she was kneeling before me, sucking my rather hard cock. Every time I mention this particular case, Wendy desires me... So, I mention it often. I mean, I am an educated and reasonable man, you know.

I told Wendy to cancel the last patient scheduled for tomorrow and give that time slot to Sue. So, after a blow job and a few clicks on the keyboard, Sue was scheduled for the next day.

I felt excited thinking about tomorrow's visit. I had never met Sue before and only mentally pictured her from the description her father had given me. You know how dad's can be, "My daughter is so good looking, My daughter this, and My daughter that, blah, blah, blah." Well, I'll be the judge of that. Although, I figured that she must be above average on looks to draw so much attention from this hypnotist, Brad.

The next day just dragged. I listened and tried to pay attention to my patients but there is only so much complaining that I can listen to. Plus I was distracted thinking about my last session of the day.

With fifteen minutes left in my second to last patient, Wendy buzzed me and informed me that Sue was here.

I like that, early means eager. I must remember my professional ethics during the next hour. Do not covet thy patient, do not stare at her body, do not get an erection, you know, simply rules, like do not fuck the patients.

Finally, the session was over. I was pleasant, I think, and then Wendy was at the door and held it for Sue.

I know my mouth dropped. So much for first impressions on my part. Sue was stunning, tall, exquisite figure, long brown hair, now in a pony tail. Sue dressed casual, as if she came straight from school, still wearing her cheerleading uniform. Her sweater was tight sweater with a big "M" on the front. I wonder if it stood for Mmmmmm.

A short, little cheerleader skirt. Not immorally short, I mean it was a school product but on Sue it accented her long, thin, shapely, seductive, soft, tight, legs.

I must keep my composure.

Sue was super polite. She extended her hand and offered it to me to shake while introducing herself. "Hi, I'm Sue. I think my daddy told you about me."

I tried to remain composed but think I said something like, "I'm Dr. Mike, but you can call me Mike, because that's my name and my friends call me Mike and yes, your dad did tell me somethings about you and.." I babbled and babbled and stuttered and was furious with myself for acting like a stupid high school boy in front of this beauty. I already broke most of my rules. I coveted, I stared, I got an erection. "Just don't try to fuck her," I mentally warned myself.

In graduate school, I used to have this motto, "If it moves, fondle it."

I felt like that college kid again when I looked at the way this gorgeous female moved.

"Well, what would you like me to help you with, Sue?"

We both stood there in the middle of my office and Sue asked, "Shouldn't I be lying on a couch, or something?"

"Of course, whatever you're most comfortable with, stand, sit, lie down." I was babbling again.

Sue was cool, "I think I'll use the couch, Mike. It's really ok to call you Mike?"

"Yeah, Yes. It makes it sort of less formal. Helps break the ice. Relaxes the patient."

As Sue made her way to the long, leather couch she brushed by me and I'm not sure if it was my imagination, wishful thinking or just plain fact, but I could swear that she let her hand brush the front of my pants. Now I was big time breaking the rule about not getting an erection. This girl had my heart racing, my mind was in I want to get into her panties mode. I watched or rather ogled her as she got comfortable on the soft couch, demurely straightening her skirt and pushing her pony tail to one side. 

I just stood there and stared at her until she looked up at me and asked, "Are you ready for me, Mike?"

I cleared my throat.

"Well, Sue what brings you here. How can I be of service?" I hate that expression but they taught that n Psych 101.

"I'm fine Mike. Really never better. It's my dad who suggested that I visit you. He's the one who thinks I have a problem, so I'm just humoring him. No need to start a family feud. Plus I love my dad and want to cooperate."

"That's great, Sue. This is kind of unusual but I'll try to assist. Why is your dad concerned about you?"

"May I speak freely, Mike?"

"Of course, everything is confidential. Just relax, and be as open as you want."

Sue was open and abrupt, so abrupt that for the first time in my practice, I was speechless."

In a soft, sexy voice Sue admitted, "My dad thinks that I suck too many black cocks."

Silence... 

More silence..

"I mean, Mike, what's the big deal. No pun intended. I like it, they like it, my boyfriend doesn't mind, so I suck. Oh, how I do so love to suck."

"Umm, well, ah,, does this ,um,, this desire, this affliction affect your day?" 

"I don't know. I just do it."

"When did this ah, um, this situation begin?"

"Not too long ago, Mike, I never really thought that way before, you know about sucking cock. Is that ok to say, Mike, sucking cock?"

"Use your own words, Sue, "I said with a professional timbre to my voice but squirming in my chair to reposition my ever growing erection.

"Ever since April vacation, I think. Never really considered it before. Now don't get me wrong, Mike. A lot of boys have pawed me and tried to get into my pants but I'm really a novice. Other than a few hand jobs, I've never really had much experience. Now, it's all I think about. I see a man, especially a black man and I wonder about his cock, what it would be like to hold, what it would feel like in my mouth, what his cum would taste like?"

Unconsciously, I muttered, "and to fuck."

I almost died when I realized that I said it out loud, But Sue took in stride and explained, "Oh no, Mike. I'm faithful to my boyfriend and he understands that I enjoy giving head, but I save my pussy for him."

I was totally bewildered. "Maybe, Sue it would be easier if you could just tell me about a typical day, any day. Maybe we could start there. Okay?"

"Okay, I could do that. How about the first Monday back at school after my mom's party. Did my dad explain that he gave away my mom to Brad?"

"Yes, he did."

"Well, that was cool. So anyway that Monday at school was a little weird, I mean At my mom's party I let some of the high school boys who were invited cum in my mouth and they must have told their friends and there were pictures of my mom. Naked pictures. She's so beautiful. I'm not sure if they had naked pictures of me but whatever."

"I wore my blue cheerleading outfit to school. Same as this, only the sweater part doesn't quite reach the skirt, so some of my stomach shows."

"I was in first period math class, we had a substitute teacher and I asked him If I could be excused to the girl's room."

"No problem, I get along with all my teachers, so I got my pass and exited the classroom and headed down the hall to the facilities. They're kind of at the end of a long hallway, away from other classes. Well, a bunch of boys were standing there, some sitting on the window ledge at the end, near the lavs, some standing. I knew two of the five, Malcolm and Jose."

Sue then looked up at me, "Did my dad explain that I let both Malcolm and Jose cum in my mouth at my mom's party?"

"Uh, yes, he explained. Go on." I had to shift again.

"Malcolm called to me, hey it's Sue. Sue I was telling my friends here about your mom's party and what you did form me, Jose and some of the other brothers. Just wanted to thank you, Sue."

"You're welcome," I replied and Malcolm stood beside me with his arm around my waist.

His hand rested on my bare stomach and he asked, "Can I show my friends here some of your assets. You know boys, cheerleaders must have outstanding assets and Sue's are just fab." 

"His finger reached the bottom of my sweater and he inched it up a speck and then asked my if I was wearing a bra. I shook my head that I wasn't. He asked again. Can I give them a quick peek?"

"What did you do?" asked a now impatient Mike.

"I said okay, but just a quick peek. Malcolm brought the front of my sweater up and over my naked breasts, baring them for his friends. They were so cute as their jaws dropped. Malcolm squeezed my boobs and one boy bent down and sucked on one of my nipples."

"Malcolm then asked, Sue did you like the taste of my cum? The group was shocked when I replied it was delicious. "

"Want more, Sue?

"Yes."

"Hope about my friends?"

"Yes. And Mike I wondered how many of their cocks were hard, ready and able to fill my mouth but I lost track of time and the stupid bell rang. I told the boys we should plan for later but I had to get back to class. No one complained and all eyes watched as I skipped the lab and headed back to class. I gave the small crowd one flash as I hiked the back of my skirt and let them have a quick peek at my panty covered butt."

"So, Doc, Mike, that didn't interfere with my day. No harm, no foul. But I was well into the day and still hadn't had one cock in my mouth. That's not good for a needy girl. As a matter of fact the whole day was dry until I went looking for my boyfriend, Bob. I knew that he had some sort of practice so I headed to the boys' locker room to find him."

"Want to hear what happened, Mike?"

"Yes, yes, of course."

Sue then asked, :Mike do you mind if I get comfortable, more relaxed, cuz this part really turns me on."

"By all means, Sue, Do what you want."

Sue shifted down a bit on the couch, raised the front of her cheerleading skirt and stared at me as I stared at her hand as it slipped under her panties. Her fingers moved under her panties and Sue explained, "Thanks Mike, if I don't relieve myself I'll get a headache."

"Wouldn't want that to happen, Sue."

"Ya know, Mike, this time of year, especially for seniors it's kind of quiet after school. I took my time squaring away my books in my locker, chatting up a few friends. I was purposely delaying cuz I knew Bob would be late and I really wanted to see him. I was hoping that he could help me with some needs."

Sue giggled and raised her hips as her fingers busied themselves.

This was a first time I've ever had someone masturbate on my couch. I liked the idea and wondered if I could convince certain patients that it was a therapeutically sound idea.

Then Sue made me jump as she interrupted my thoughts. She sat up and let her legs hang over the couch so that her back was to me.

"Something the matter, Sue?"

Another giggle as she moved both hands under her skirt and wiggled out of her panties.

"These damn things, Mike, they stretch out way too easy and I don't want to ruin another pair."

She twirled her panties around on her finger as she again reclined on my couch. She looked up at me and extended her panties to me and asked, "Keep an eye on these for me, Mike?"

I took her garment and couldn't stop myself from bringing them up to my face and inhale deeply.

Sue's hand went back down between her legs but this time her skirt was high on her waist. I could see her legs all the way up but her busy hand blocked my view of her pussy.

Sue saw me sniff and apologized, "Sorry, Mike, I'm really turned on and very wet."

I felt stupid when I said, "That's okay Sue, please continue."

I didn't let on that I absolutely adore a woman who gets wet.

Sue closed her eyes and fingered herself vigorously, raising and lowering her hips, moaning. I could smell her excitement and suddenly realized that she misunderstood my comment.

"Sue, after school , what happened?"

Her fingers never stopped as she said, "Oh, yeah. Well, I headed off to the boys' locker room and called in for Bob. It was like way empty, so I called again but this time I took a step inside the swinging door. Bob, I called, but still no answer. Strange noises in those locker rooms, Mike, even empty one. Like water dripping from the leaky shower heads, and other stuff. I could hear a shower or two running and then get shut off. I thought it was Bob and I wanted to surprise him, so I sat on one of those little benches that was between two rows of lockers and I couldn't help myself from jamming a hand down the front of my skirt. I should probably stop doing that in public areas."

Sue looked down between her legs, at her busy hand and then at me, "Except now, Bob. This is so therapeutic."

Did she read my mind?

"So I waited and I heard voices. I still believed it was Bob and maybe a friend. Okay I thought give Bob and his friend a huge surprise.

"Suddenly around the locker came two boys, but not Bob."

"You know, Mike, in movies and stuff they usually show men in locker rooms walking from the shower to their lockers with towels wrapped around their waists, but not these two. These two huge black students had towels slung over their shoulder and walked confidently and naked towards me."

"They both stopped when they saw me, but did nothing to cover themselves. I was so shocked, Mike, that I forgot to remove my hand from under my skirt."

"Well, lookie here, Diz. Seems we have a welcoming gift."

""Mike, I could swear the first boy's cock grew as he was talking and then it dawned on me who he was. This was Rodney Smith. I went to middle school with Rodney and he was the most suspended boy in the school, forever in trouble, forever battling with the teachers and even getting in trouble with the police. Rodney was trouble with a capital T and here he was standing in front of me and his thick cock growing, seemingly pointing at me, beckoning me."

"Rodney had a few tattoos now and a body of a weight lifter, thick, hard, lean and his cock kept growing. I didn't know the other boy, he was taller, much taller and his manhood also was pointing at me.

"Finally, Rodney spoke. I know you. You're Bob's, that quarterback, girl. Mom's a teacher here. Right?"

"I just nodded my head, Mike and try as I might I couldn't stop staring at his cock. It was magnificent."

"I was still seated when Rodney took a few steps closer to me. His cock long and arched with its own weight looming in front of him as he walked. I stared at it."

"Name's Sue, right?"

"I looked up at him quickly and nodded yes but quickly diverted back to his cock."

"Waiting for Bob, Sue?"

"I nodded yes but didn't bother looking up at him."

The other boy finally spoke. "Looks like this white girl sees something she like."

"Rodney laughed and said, See something you like, Sue?"

"Yes, I said in a whisper."

"Rodney then said to his friend, Diz, get a towel for my new friend."

"Diz gave him his towel and Rodney folded it lengthwise and then placed it on the locker room floor, directly in front of me"

"Well, Sue, said Rodney, wanna keep sitting or do ya wanna kneel?

"I looked up at him, Mike and just said, Kneel."

"He inched closer to me and I was in awe of his awesome cock, its dark purple head, swaying in front of me. I couldn't help my lick my lips in anticipation."

"Rodney seemed to know what I wanted as he looked down at me as I stared at his cock. Wanna suck Rodney's cock, Sue?"

"I just nodded yes."

"Ya know, Sue, I just don't let anyone suck me. How do I know that you're a good cocksucker?"

"I'm good, Rodney, please.."

"You're in luck, Sue. My usual appointment has been cancelled."

"Diz said, Ya too bad about Mrs, Yeager."

"I looked up quizzically. Mrs, Yeager was my 1st period math teacher. She was out today and we had a sub." Sue explained to Mike.

"Look, said Diz, She doesn't know. Rodney, I tell ya, she doesn't know."

"Now I really did look up. Questioning with my eyes."

"See Sue, Mrs. Yeager, Nancy, was my Friday appointment. Every Friday. Now that woman could suck. She liked to suck, fuck and the finish me off in her mouth. But her husband found out and it was either she leave her job and move or he was gone. She told me that she wanted to stay, couldn't live without my dick. But she also had kids and he had a good job, so she moved. Too bad, that fool of a husband wasn't a little more understanding. And now, I'm out $50. I don't think he was bothered with me fucking her, he just didn't want her to pay"

"She paid in advance, Rod, said Diz."

"Yeah, that's why it's Sue's lucky day. I'm already paid for, Sue. Want it."

"Yes."

Mike looked down at his excited patient as her fingers dipped into her wetness. She didn't even try to cover herself when Wendy walked into the room. Wendy stood at the end of the couch and watched my sweet, young patient masturbate."

When Sue didn't seem to mind Wendy's presence, I unzipped myself and motioned with my head for my secretary to come to me. Wendy knew what I wanted and she lowered my zipper some more and knelt on the floor in front of me and softly stroked me as I took notes.

Sue groaned loudly as she experienced another orgasm and then continued her story.

"I couldn't believe that my math teacher, Mrs. Yeager was screwing Rodney. It's unbelievable plus she paid him. You'd think that it would be the other way around. I mean, Mrs Yeager was a good looking woman, Rodney should have paid her but then, Mike, I looked back down at his cock and I knew why she paid."

"What did you do, Sue. Tell me," said an excited Mike.

"Oh Mike, I wanted it so much. It was inches from my lips. Rodney just stood there, cock thrusting out but he didn't move. It was if he could care less if I sucked him or not. That made me desire him even more. He just stood there as if all I ever wanted was his cock, his cum and Mike, he was right, his cock was all I wanted right then. I leaned forward and gave the big head of his cock a kiss. A tiny peck, I wanted to savor every moment, every taste, every scent, every inch of this cock."




Brad, The Hypnotist Ch. 08



"Diz, laughed and said, another white chick gobbles the black sword."

"Rodney then said arrogantly, they just can't help themselves."

"They tried to make me feel cheap, Mike, like a common slut and Mike, they were right. I'm am in the national honor society, straight A student but I would give it all away just to get my lips around that black cock, I needed it."

"I kept my eyes on him as I licked the fat, rubbery head of his shaft. Mmmm, I then opened my mouth and slowly slid the head into my mouth. I know that I groaned loudly, it was so good, Mike. I reached up with one hand and cupped his big balls, wondering how much cum was in store for me. With the other hand, I grabbed lower on his cock and stroked him."

"No hands, girl. Use the mouth, your tongue, show Rodney's cock some love."

Sue looked back up at me and just then noticed Wendy on the floor, listening to her intently as she stroked my erection. She then stared at my cock. Totally unprofessional of me but the sight of this girl, fingering herself as she related her story was just more than I could handle.

"Nice cock, Mike."

"Thanks."

She turned on her side and faced me and faced Wendy, who was also fingering herself, faced my cock and she inched closer to the edge of the couch, her face closer to my cock. She then had the foot of her upper leg flat on the couch, knee up, so that she was in a better position to finger herself but for the first time, I could actually see her pussy. Clean shaven, pouty, excited lips, and I could see that she was soaking wet. 

My ever vigilant secretary saw me staring at Sue's pussy and used her other hand to reach out between Sue's legs. It was if it was orchestrated. Sue took her hand away, giving Wendy access and my secretary finger's slipped into Sue's hole. Wendy probed her for a full minute and no words were spoken as Wendy continued to also stroke me. She then moved her hand close in front of my face and pressed her fingers together and slowly apart, showing me just how wet Sue was. She did this several times before offering her fingers to my mouth and I didn't hesitate sucking them, cleaning them, tasting my patines essence. Oh how I do love a wet woman.

Sue just smiled and continued with her story.

"I reluctantly removed my hands but replaced the one that had cupped his balls with my tongue. I licked them, bathed them, gently pulled one then the other into my mouth, trying to show Rodney just how much I adored them. I then licked up one side of his shaft and down the other, sucking his cock in between. On the second trip to his balls, I tilted my head so that I could lick that flat area behind his balls, His scent was driving me crazy.

I slobbered all over his cock, it was dripping from my saliva but my hands felt empty. I wanted all of his cock, any cock really, so I reached up and grabbed Diz's cock. He seemed to appreciate it.

Rodney just laughed. "I'm going to fill this girl, Bob's girl, The teacher's daughter, mouth with a flood of cum. You want to use her, Diz?"

"Nah, man. I have an appointment Gloria Bennet in a few minutes."

"Gloria Bennet, the class valedictorian to be, president of the student council, every teachers' pet, I thought, why would Diz have an appointment with her but I soon found out."

"Ya know Gloria, Rod. She sucks like a champ but always wants me to paint her face with my jizz. Claims that she'd just love to give her graduation speech with a face full of my cum. I think it would make the other students, teachers, parents pay more attention, give her the image of an all around girl. So, I have to save myself but maybe Sue here would do me later. I'd love to paint your pretty face with my cum, Sue."

"I would have answered but I had just put Rodney's cock back in my mouth. It was time to start to get him to cum in ernest. I bobbed (My boyfriend would hate that expression) my head up and down, using my mouth to fuck his cock. I slid it as far back into my throat as I could. I had pangs of mixed emotions when Rodney caressed my cheek and said that I was a pretty decent cocksucker. Was that a compliment or a complaint. I increased my efforts and Rodney grabbed the back of my head, holding it in place as he used his hips to fuck my mouth. I knew that he was close, Mike. It's that moment when I knew that he was about to cum. Again, mixed emotions. I so desperately wanted his cum. I wanted to taste it, to swish it around in my mouth, to swallow it but I know that my suck time was nearing an end."

"When Rodney used both hands to grab my head, I knew he was about to cum. I warned myself, don't gag, don't let any seep out, don't let my lips break the seal with his cock. And then he arched his back and my mouth was flooded with his cum, warm, salty, delicious cum. I relaxed a bit but then he shot another stream into my mouth. I wasn't sure if I should swallow because I really wanted to show him the cum in my mouth but I was nearing capacity. Rodney shot again and again, it seemed like he wouldn't stop. Not that I minded but I wanted to be perfect for him, I wanted to show him that I could be his Friday girl. I couldn't contain the volume of cum that he was depositing in my mouth and some escaped, first seeping out, then a full fledged flood dripping out the corners of my mouth. I had to swallow, not that I minded. I then set about the task of cleaning him. I let his cock slide out of my mouth and licked the shaft, scooping gobs of cum into my mouth, my tongue lapping at him, cleaning his spent balls, Licking the crease between his balls and his thigh, that flat area. I was a cum seeking, hungry slut and would have kept going if he didn't stop me."

"Stand up, girl. You're not a bad cocksucker. But you have cum on your chin."

"Mike, I used my finger to scoop the errant cum into my mouth as fast as I could. I wanted good grades from Rodney on my ability to please him."

"But sweet Sue, some jizz dripped on your pretty little uniform and you know how it stains. Why everyone will know what it is, everyone will know its cum. Maybe I should make you wear a name tag that states RODNEY'S CUM. Well, you did pretty good for a quick Friday sub. I've got to find someone to replace Mrs. Yeager."

"This is where I came off a little bit too anxious, Mike. I blurted out that I would love to suck him on Fridays."

"I know you would, Sue, what girl wouldn't, but I needs my money. Can you pay me the $50 fee?"

"Rodney, I'm a student, where would I possible get that kind of money?"

"Girl, someone like could use her feminine assets and quickly earn ten times that."

"I got indignant. I'm not a whore, Rodney, so fuck you. I'll bet there's plenty of boys, men that would let me suck them."

"I stormed off, Mike, but not before I kissed Diz on the cheek and said, I'll be your canvas any day, Picasso, just ask."

Wendy was stroking me faster and faster as I slouched down in my big chair. I was close, Wendy knew that I was close and Sue watched as Wendy covered my cock with her mouth and let me cum there. 

"Can you use a part time secretary, Mike?" 

Wendy stood and straightened her clothing, Mike stood and zipped himself back up, Sue retrieved her panties and slipped them on. 

"So, same time next week, Mike. There is so much more to this story. That is if you want to hear."

"Of course, definitely. Wendy make an appointment. Cancel anyone else who was in that time slot."

The next Friday came and again Sue was early for her appointment.

When Wendy showed her in, Sue went immediately to the couch and I was sure that she did brush the front of my pants. I got a little wink as she passed me.

As Sue was just about to sit, I told her to wait. I didn't want any interruptions like the last time.

Sue stood beside the couch, a little confused until I motioned Wendy to get Sue ready.

"Hold still, dear," said Wendy as she quickly stooped in front of Sue. Her hands went to the elastic band of her panties and she slowly eased them off of Mike's patient.

Sue just stood there and did nothing to stop the secretary, who further explained, we wouldn't want to ruin your pretty panties in case you got the need to prevent a headache.

"Good thinking," said Sue in a cheerful voice and she plopped down on the couch and did nothing to adjust her even shorter cheerleading skirt.

"I'm ready, Mike, where should I begin?"

I sat in my oversized chair and asked Sue if it were okay if Wendy observed our session.

"I don't know, Mike, she's not the sharing type. If I remember correctly, Wendy made no attempt to share what you gave her."

I couldn't believe that she was referring to the fact that I came in Wendy's mouth, but she was.

Sue looked at Wendy and asked, "are you willing to share with me?"

Wendy was shocked by her question and looked at me. I nodded yes and Wendy told Sue that she'd be happy to share."

"Okay now where do I begin?" she asked again.

"Anywhere you want, Sue. Whatever you're comfortable with."

"Okay," she began, "well after I left the gym that day I was telling you about. You know, when I sucked Rodney?"

"Yes, we remember, Rodney," I said.

"Well, okay. I left without seeing Bob. I didn't know where he was and I really didn't care. I was upset that Rodney wanted me to pay to blow him. I mean, Mike, Wendy, I've been told I suck a mean cock, why should I have to pay?"

Neither of us answered and Sue noticed that Wendy already was tugging down my zipper.

"I went home and I was bummed out, Totally. I went to my bedroom and flopped down in my bed. I must have been there for quite a while because I heard mom come home. She keep calling for Brad and appeared real anxious."

"She finally came in my bedroom, saw me and asked if I knew where Brad was. I told her I didn't know and what was so important."

"I just need him that's all. I want to... she started to say but stopped."

"Mom?"

"Yes, baby."

"Do you need his cock?"

"My mom stared at me and a smile crept across her face. yes, I want his cock, I just need him to cum in my mouth."

"I know the feeling, mom, I said and I told her about the incident in the gym. I didn't leave out any details, either. My mom just listened, occasionally nodding her head as she stroked my hair, comforting me."

"Sue?"

"Yes, mom."

"Rodney is not the type of person that I want you hanging around. He is not a good citizen."

"Mom, i don't want to hang around with Rodney, I don't even like him, I just want to suck his cock, mom, I just want his cum."

"My head was in my mother's lap and she caressed my hair, trying to calm me, saying I know baby. Men can be so annoying. He got $50 a week from Mr.s Yeager?"

"That what he claims and he says there are others. Mom, you wouldn't believe his cock, I just want it in my mouth."

"Now, Sue, we can't have everything we want. Find another boy's cock to suck and she left me to look for Brad."

"All week I was miserable. I mean Bob came over and we fucked. Mom doesn't mind if I bring boys into my bedroom, she's kinda cool. But all week, all I could think of was that cock, Rodney Smith's cock."

"The week seemed to last forever. Brad wanted mom to blow him at the kitchen table right after supper and he made dad watch."

As Sue related the story, she again was fingering herself, lying on her side so she could watch Wendy's hand stroke my erection.

"Friday night came, Mike. It was about 7, when Mom and dad came into the living room, holding hands, like a normal couple. I was watching TV, well, I should say the TV was on but I really wasn't watching. I was reliving my moments in the gym."

"We have something to tell you, Sue. My mom said. I looked at them, what the fuck was going on. They were acting really, weird. My mom went on. You dad got another job."

"He lost his job?" 

"No, no honey, everything is fine with his job, your dad just started working at a local convenience store on Saturdays."

"Why would he do that?"

"Somethings just come up, Sue. Special things. And if you want them, then you must sacrifice in order to get them."

"What's so special that we need, that dad has to work even more?"

"The doorbell rang. Dad went to answer and mom just said, you're special, Sue. Your dad wants you to have things and he's willing to sacrifice."

"I was confused, Mike. I didn't know what she was talking about but then dad came back into the living room with Rodney."

"Rodney, what are you doing here?"

"Well, Sue, you must be one special girl. Your dad here is paying me $50 a week to make you happy."

"I was bewildered, happy but bewildered. My dad was working Saturdays to pay Rodney so I could suck his cock. I ran over and hugged my dad and then went to Rodney, grabbed his hand and tried to lead him to my bedroom."

"No way, Sue. Your dad paid for this and he should see what he's paying for, so we'll do it my way. Amy, if you could, would you please remove my sneaks and socks?"

"Mom did so quickly. Kneeling before this huge student, she untied his sneakers, then tossing them to the side and then she yanked off his socks. Her hand went to his belt buckle and she just asked if she should go ahead. Rodney nodded and my mom, undid his belt, unzipped him and yanked down his baggy pants. His shorts were already tenting as she pulled them down. My mom got slapped in the face as his cock sprang out but all she did was giggle. She then stood, close to him and I knew that his cock was pressed against the front of her dress as she lifted his t-shirt over his head."

"Rodney was naked, erect and I wanted to suck him. I started to move closer to him but he held up his rather large hand and told me to stop."

"Dad's turn, Sue. Let's not be rude. I mean, he's the one who made it possible. Dad, I'd like you to strip Sue. Last time she drooled cum onto her school sweater. So come on, dad, get my cocksucker naked."

"My dad was slow, cautious but efficient as he got me down to my panties. I didn't wear a bra so my breasts swelled up high on my chest. I was so excited that my nipples actually hardened. Daddy then took down my panties and I was naked before all of them."

"Rodney seemed to want to torture my dad and he asked him if I was wet. My dad just shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't know."

"Rodney's voice hardened and he demanded that my dad find out directly. Stick a finger in there and see, dad. He said dad scornfully."

"My dad's fingers eased into my pussy and he said, yes, she's extremely wet."

"Bring her here. Demanded Rodney."

"My dad ushered me closer to my black school mate."

"Tell her, tell Sue, your daughter, to suck me dry."

"My dad swallowed hard, looked at me and said, baby, I worked extra for this, Suck this man until he cums."

"I knelt quickly in front of Rodney. I remembered not to use my hands as I licked his shaft in front of my parents. I think I groaned more than the last time and when I finally wrapped my lips around the head of his huge black cock, I swear my eyes rolled."

"This time I did use my hands but not on his cock or balls. I just reached behind him and trapped each cheek of his ass and pulled him towards me, causing his cock to slide deeper into my mouth. I let my tongue swirl around his cocked, doing my best to show him how I worshipped his cock."

"With his cock fully in my mouth, I turned my head a bit and looked at mom and dad. Mom had her arms wrapped around dad and they both had the look of proud parents as they watched their daughter suck Rodney's black cock. Mom looked up at dad , kissed his cheek and buried the side of her face into his chest."

"I wanted everything to be special, for Rodney, for me, for mom and dad, so when I felt Rodney's cock tighten and twitched I got ready. Normally, I would try to make a seal with my lips so as not to lose any of his cum but I wanted to share this with my parents. I opened my mouth, like an obedient slut and rested the head of his cock on my lower lips. I wanted mom and dad to watched as the cum shot out of his cock and into my waiting mouth."

"I got ready, Mike and it was so fantastic. They saw a rope of cum shoot directly into my mouth. I swallowed. They saw the second rope of cum fill my mouth. I swallowed. The same with the third, but then I lip locked his cock and let him fill me with more and more cum."

"I could't help myself as I got up quickly and ran over to my dad and showed him my mouthful of cum. My arms flew around his neck and I said as best I could with a mouthful of cum that I loved him."

"I then backed away and made a big deal of swallowing all of Rodney's cum and showing my dad my empty mouth."

"I went back to Rodney and knelt again so I could thoroughly clean his cock."

"They had to finally stopped me. I would have licked him all night."

"Rodney dressed, and left without saying a thing to me. I might have felt hurt if I didn't realized it was more of a business arrangement than an act of seduction.

Sue finished her tale and laid on her back. Wendy stroked me some more and I told her that I was ready. Instead of diving down on my cock, should took my hand and pulled me to my feet. She lead me by pulling my cock and guided me closer to the couch.

Sue must have wondered what was going on because she turned her head and Wendy aligned my cock with my patient's mouth. Sue smiled up at her and mouthed the words "thank you" as she let my cock enter her mouth. I came, filling Sue's mouth and she sucked me. What a fabulous cocksucker she was.



Brad, The Hypnotist Ch. 09



Please note: If you do not like or are offended by interracial sex then please DO NOT read this story.

*****

I have a respectable practice.

I have helped numerous people.

I would never do anything unethical, well except have sex with my secretary.

I would never do anything that wasn't in the best interest of my clients, until I met Dave, Amy and Sue, that is.

I'll introduce myself as I have in the previous stories.

My name is Michael Freeman... fake name, although my first name is Mike. I am a somewhat young, a black male, educated a prestigious university and considered a pioneer in my field. 

My field?

Psychiatry, behavioral sciences. I try to do things that others in my field would consider unusual, but I've had success. A lot of success. Until that very special family.

In a nutshell, Dave and his partner Amy, (Amy use to be his wife but.. well it's a long story), came in contact with a man named Brad. Brad starred in a stage show that used hypnosis as entertainment. Amy was chosen to be an audience member in the show and performed admirably. It seems that Brad gave Amy a very strong post hypnotic suggestion, somehow he did the same thing to Dave and eventually to their 18 year daughter, Sue.

I have talked with Brad and have discussed how his actions were both unethical and criminal. He asked for me to withhold judgement and evaluate the family. That's what I'm in the process of doing.

I will not retell what has happened earlier. If you want to know then read the previous chapters.

My preliminary evaluation has been going very slowly and I know that I have compromised my ethics but both Amy and Sue have become a black man's dream, Dave the perfect host. 

They are so much under Brad's control that I must find out just how far they are willing to follow his commands. Brad has even told Dave that he did not hypnotize his wife but he really did. Brad takes pleasure in degrading the poor man, and unfortunately, so have I. I just cannot help myself.

I have not been hypnotized, at least I hope not, but have used Sue's condition for my own pleasure, so has my secretary, Wendy. 

I have an appointment to see Sue in a few minutes and I am already getting aroused thinking about that girl's magical mouth. Brad has done a masterful job in turning this former National Honor Society, Honor Roll, college bound, cheerleader, beauty into a girl can can induce an instantaneous erection.

The Appointment.

Wendy buzzed me and in an extremely cheerful voice, she announced that Sue had arrived. Early as usual. Always eager, always willing to please, always willing to do anything.

"Ah, Mike, I have a surprise."

"Ah, Wendy, please explain," I said with my finger on the intercom button, my other hand adjusting my growing erection.

"Mike, Dave and Amy are also here."

"Fuck," I thought. "Could Brad's spell have been broken, am I on the threshold of being exposed as a charlatan and a hypocrite, fuck, fuck, fuck. This was not good."

With my erection having vanished, I told Wendy to send them in.

The group walked in and Wendy introduced them to me.

Dave shook my hand. This was a good sign. No hostility.

Sue came up and kissed me. A deep, tongue probing kiss as she pushed her hips against my reawakening cock. This was a better sign.

Then Amy. She was beautiful, absolutely stunning. She wore a short summery dress that provided a glimpse of her ample cleavage, Her semi-high heels accented her shapely legs. I was impressed.

Sue was giggly with excitement.

"I told mom and dad all about you, Mike. I asked if they would come and they agreed. Is it okay if they stay during my session, please, Mike?"

I have never had a family session like this, especially considering the circumstances.

"I'm not sure, Sue. It's highly unusual."

"Please, Mike, please, please, please." She was like a little kid, begging and bouncing around, eager for me to agree.

"They'll do whatever you want, anything. Won't you mom and dad?"

Her parents just nodded in agreement.

"Well, we could give it a try, Sue, but if anything interferes with your session, then I'm calling it off.

Sue again kissed me deeply. My erection was back. This was very good.

Then Sue looked down at my condition, giggled and then grabbed me through my pants. "See, Mom, I told you."

Amy looked at her daughter's hand as it squeezed my erection and just said, "Well I heard he was big in his field."

Sue started to unzip me but I had to stop her. I mean her parents were in the room. Fuck, this was weird.

We mulled around a bit but it was Sue who finally made the seating arrangements.

"Daddy gets the couch and he's the first to tell you about that day, you know Mike that day I first met Rodney."

Sue winked at me and used her tongue to push out the side of her cheek, imitating a cock pushing in her mouth.

"Mom, sit over her, beside me." They had dragged the larger leather chairs to the other side of the couch.

"Wendy goes beside you, Mike."

"It's not usual that Wendy would stay, Sue."

"But Mike, it was Wendy who was so instrumental last time. Remember? Remember how she gave me that special snack?"

BINGO!! Full erection, as I mentally recounted how Wendy guided my cock into Sue's mouth just as I came.

I think I would have earned a psychiatric demerit if my peers found out about that little incident. I think cumin in your teenage patients mouth was probably frowned upon.

Everyone took their placed and I asked Dave to begin. Begin anywhere you want.

Sue immediately interrupted.

"Almost forgot, Mike, here." Sue stood and hiked up her short cheerleader skirt and pulled down her panties. She held them on her outstretched finger and offered them to me.

"Remember, I have a tendency to play with myself while I'm here. I certainly don't want to ruin another pair of panties."

I quickly glanced at Dave and Amy but they were expressionless.

"C'mon, mom. Ya gotta give Mike your panties."

Amy stood, turned to her daughter and said, "no."

"Mom!," pouted a truly disappointed daughter.

Amy explained, "Baby, Brad doesn't let me wear panties. I can't take off what I'm not wearing."

To demonstrate, she hiked up he thin, dress and displayed that she was in fact not wearing panties.

I was presented with a smooth, bald pussy that already seems to be wet.

Oh my, I thought, I just have to get a taste of that. I wonder if mother and daughter taste the same? I can'y just dive between this luscious thighs and lick her pussy, can I? Probably not. Fuck.

Sue went to her mom, kissed her and held up her dress as she turned towards me, "Doesn't she have a beautiful pussy, Mike?"

I looked at Wendy, whose eyed were glued between Amy's legs and just nodded.

"Too bad though Mike. Brad won't let you touch her."

Glad I didn't yield to my male primitive tendencies. Brad's a very big man.

Sue used a deep, fake voice, I assume to imitated Brad's, "No one uses my cunt until after the honeymoon."

Sue giggled and added, "He can be so selfish."

"When is the honeymoon over?" I inquired. Just trying to fill in my future calendar.

Amy just stared at me and made no attempt to lower her dress and just sat.

Okay, I thought, that's going to be a distraction.

Dave looked at Amy, got up and pulled down his wife's dress. I already didn't like the man, but I wanted to sound like a Psychiatrist so I asked him why he did that "I'm not really sure, Mike." answered Dave. The man seems torn between his pre hypnotic state and his post hypnotic state. I actually didn't give a rat's ass, I just was pissed that his wife's pretty pussy was out of sight.

Sue finally broke the tension, "Daddy, tell Mike about that day, you know after the vacation, after you gave Brad mom's pussy and daddy, let mike see mom's pussy."

Dave readjusted the dress and even asked if he could see. I was beginning to like the man. Man, did his wife have a spectacular pussy.

Dave went back to the couch and we all looked at him.

He sighed, stared at the ceiling and started to speak.

"It was Monday morning. The end of the school vacation and we were sitting at the kitchen table. Amy sat opposite me with my dear daughter in between us. I remember looking at them, feeling how much I loved them but recalling glimpses of memories, disturbing memories. I wasn't sure but everything seemed normal. A quiet breakfast. Amy was ready for school. Sue had her cheerleader uniform on. I couldn't understand why she always seemed to wear it lately bit she explained that high school was almost over and she kidded that she liked to excite the boys. At least I hope she was kidding."

I looked at Amy and Sue as Dave was speaking and they looked at him kindly, soft smiles on their faces as he continued.

"It was so normal, That morning as we sat there, that I started to believe the previous week was a dream, a nightmare really. I finished and brought my dishes to the sink. I leaned against the sink and glanced at the daily newspaper. I wondered how it got in the house. The paperboy usually leaves it on the top outside step. I didn't remember getting it."

"Then I heard him before I saw him. Footsteps. Coming down the stairs. Heavy steps. I saw him as he walked down the hall, a huge black man. Who was he and why was he wearing my robe?"

"Then those memories started to come back to me. Brad, this was Brad and he walked up beside my sitting wife. His wife now, I remembered."

"Don't you look ravishing," he said as he reached back and scratched his ass.

Amy looked up from her iPad and said, "Morning Brad. I was afraid that you were going to sleep all day."

"Then more memories flooded back. I slept in the spare bedroom. Brad slept with my wife. I heard them all night long. I heard Brad fucking Amy, my wife, ex-wife. Amy encouraging him."

Amy then said, "good thing you came down, otherwise I'd have to wake you."

"My slut need her nourishment?" asked Brad.

"I really don't like it when he refers to her as his slut, but I'm not really sure why."

"Of course," replied Amy and she reached up and undid the cloth sash that cinched the robe together.

"I watched his fat, long cock spring out and Amy used one hand to cup his balls as she covered the big, dark head with her mouth. As Amy sucked him, Brad made casual conversation with my daughter."

"School almost over, Sue?"

Sue stared at her mother sucking Brad and said, "Almost."

"Amy's mouth made love to Brad's cock, licking it. swirling her tongue around the head, mouthing his balls, coaxing him to cum."

"I got hard watching," said Dave "and I don't know why."

"Brad just kept talking to Sue and it was a normal conversation, except for the fact that Sue was sucking him."

"Brad finally arched his back and thrust his hips towards Amy and groaned loudly as he filled her mouth with cum."

"She clinched his cock tightly with her lips until he was spent."

"Brad likes to control when Amy swallows his seed so when she quickly got up, went to the cabinet and let the mouthful of cum spill into a small glass, he got angry."

"What the fuck are you doing, you stupid cunt?" he yelled. 

"I didn't like it when he called her a stupid cunt, but I wasn't sure why, but I know Amy is not stupid."

Amy was quick to explain. "I just finished breakfast, my big, black stud and I need to brush my teeth."

"Amy scooted off to the bathroom and brushed her teeth, We all heard her gargle and spit. She then cam back into the kitchen, picked up the small glass that contained Brad's fresh cum, placed the edge of the glass to her lips and tipped it back, emptying it into her mouth. She approached Brad and opened her mouth to show him and said with a little difficulty, "Your cum needs a nice clean place to play, my love. I'll enjoy you all day long. Okay?"

"Brad cupped both her breasts and said, "I couldn't have picked a better cum slut."

"I don't like it when he calls her that but I don't know why."

"Sue went to her mom, just as she reached the front door and tried to force a finger into her mother's mouth."

"When her mother kept her mouth clamped shut, Sue pouted, 'just a taste, mom, please.'

Amy left without a word and without giving her daughter a sample.

"Sue walked back into the kitchen, obviously upset and when Brad saw her displeasure he said, 'want to clean up, Sue?'"

"Well, I thought, someone does care about me and for once in the past week, I won't have to cleanup after them, but Sue quickly knelt in front of Brad and sucked and licked his cock clean of the remnants of cum left by her mother. So much for dear dad."

"'You have a fantastic family, Dave,' said Brad and then laughed at me as he went back to bed."

Dave was finished and all of us looked at him quietly.

I glanced around the office.

Dave was staring at the ceiling and utterly motionless.

Sue was fingering herself, Her mom just watched her proudly.

Wendy, was beside me, rubbing me through my pants. My secretary knew that I needed relief.

I then asked, "Who's next? Sue?"

She scrunched down in her chair, legs splayed wide, we could all see her glistening pussy as she dipped her fingers inside.

"Let daddy finish. He has so much more to tell."

I felt that we needed a break. Dave's tale was both erotic and humiliating. Erotic for me and Wendy, erotic for Sue, I'm not sure about Amy but definitely humiliating for Dave. I knew that Dave was under a hypnotic suggestion but I could sense that he felt a certain dread about what his wife Amy had become, the outrageous behavior of his daughter and not only his inability to action but not truly understanding what was happening.

After the break

After a fifteen minute break, we all sat in our original seats.

I asked Dave if he still wished to proceed.

He answered with a noncommittal shrug of his shoulders.

It was Sue that got everything going again.

"Daddy, tell Mike about what happened when mom came home from school that day and what happened when Mike couldn't come home for a few days."

"I can't," replied Dave.

I asked why not.

Dave tried to explain that it just wasn't right. "In retrospect, I feel that is when I truly lost my wife," he said sadly

"You gave my body to Bard, remember my dear husband. We even had a party, duh," offered Amy in defense of Brad as she scowled at her former bedmate.

"Okay," said Dave, "I'll tell but when I'm done, we'll let Mike decide if I'm right."

"No you won't," said Amy, "You'll be unfair. Brad was just being considerate. He knew that I had needs."

"You needed his cum," responded Dave.

"Yeah, I still do. So?"

Ever the peacemaker, Sue chimed in, "How about I tell what happened. I was there. I saw everything. Plus I love both you guys, so I'll be fair."

Dave and Amy reluctantly agreed.

Sue swapped places with her dad and she sort of flung herself onto the couch. Rather than lie down, she sat up, legs crossed in front of her. In this position, her little cheerleader skirt did nothing to hide her bare pussy, but Sue didn't seem to mind as her hand went quickly between her legs and she fingered herself in front of four onlookers and began her story.

I sat back, ready for another adventure. Wendy already had my cock out and just held it as Amy and Dave looked on.

Sue began, "I was still excited about what had happened at breakfast. Bob had come to pick me up. Mom had already left with her mouth full of cum. Dad was scheduled to work from home. On certain days he can use the internet and get his stuff done at home. Brad got dressed and on his way out, he said that he would be back. He had business to attend to."

"I got home from school earlier than usual. I actually went looking for my new favorite artist, Diz. I wanted him to paint my face, but I couldn't find him. Dad was working on the computer and I heard a car enter the driveway and doors slam. It was Brad and he had an associate with him. He introduced the man, another black man, named Jerome. 

They were talking in the kitchen when dad came in for a cup of coffee. Just as dad was about to add the cream, Amy came home. She looked great and Brad introduced Amy to his associate. He called her 'my piece of ass.'

"They kissed. A long, deep, sexual kiss as Brad kneaded my mom's butt. When they finished, Brad opened mom's small jacket and told his friend that she had a perfect rack, but he wouldn't show him until after the honeymoon was over."

"Don't be a non sharer," scowled the other man.

"Soon, dude, very soon. This seemed to make him happy."

"Mom grabbed Brad's hand and tried to coax him into another room but Brad told her to stop. Mom then urgently whispered in his ear. Brad just laughed and said 'woman can't control herself. Go ahead. I'm here for you, my slut, take your fill, don't mind Jerome.'

"Mom quickly knelt in front of Brad and unbuckled him, unzipped him, and hastily lowered his pants and shorts. We all listened to her moan as she devoured his cock. My mom, oblivious to whoever was watching, moved her face back and forth as she used her mouth to coax Brad to cum."

"It seemed to take forever. Jerome was polite, I'll give him that, as Brad continued to discuss business as my mom sucked him."

Sue then stopped talking and arched her back. Her head fell back as her fingers busied themselves between her legs and she climaxed.

"Sorry guys. Couldn't help it."

Sue continued to finger herself as she continued.

"Mom lapped and licked and sucked and treasured that black cock and nothing was going to interrupt her. My mom is an excellent cock sucker," Sue added as commentary. "Mom didn't stop, not even when Bob came into the kitchen. I didn't realize he was there, either. She did manage to raise a hand and give a little wave, just as Brad was about to erupt."

"Mom drank him in, allowing his cum to fill her mouth. She swallowed and he promptly refilled her mouth. Mom was awesome. She swallowed every delicious load that Brad gave her until he was finished. Then Brad grabbed her under her arms and lifted her. Mom rested her head on his shoulder as she licked her lips and purred a thank you."

"Dad was still standing there, coffee cup in one hand, a carton of cream in the other, stunned at having seen mom blow Brad."

"Mom looked at him, eyed what dad was holding and whispered, "You have your cream, I'll have mine."

"Then, this is way really awesome, I got down in front of Brad and cleaned him. Brad didn't stop me, I was hoping that this would be a regular thing with him. I could be Brad's nasty cleanup girl. Bob didn't seem to mind, not that it would matter if he did.

"I was a little jealous, I mean, I missed getting painted by Diz and my mom had her second load of the day."

Sue looked at her mom and asked, "It was only two, right mom?"

Amy just smiled and added, "maybe, someday I'll tell you."

"Tell them about the following week, when Brad couldn't come home," giggled Amy, "I mean couldn't cum at home. He's such a thoughtful man."

"Okay, this is really, really, weird Mike," said Sue as she paused a minute to watch Wendy masturbate me. 

"Don't cum, yet, okay. This is way too weird."

"Wait," interrupted Dave, "I'll tell. You're much to excited Sue to give an accurate account. I'll tell exactly what happened, every degrading detail. Every degrading second," he added for emphasis.

Sue started to get up to allow her dad to take the couch, he said, "Sue, stay on the couch, I'll stay here."

His daughter had not noticed this authoritarian voice of her father in quite a while, so she obeyed. She was content to continue fingering herself.

Amy slouched in her chair and just said, "Just tell the truth, Dave."

"Okay, here goes," said Dave.

"It was the first Monday after Brad's and Amy's so called honeymoon. Amy was completely available to Brad. Brad slept with her every night and every night I could hear them fucking, then the morning blow jobs, They didn't even care that I was there. As if it wasn't bad enough, Amy would race home from school just to get her lips around his black cock. Didn't matter who was there. Amy just wanted his cum."




Brad, The Hypnotist Ch. 09



"Then came that second Monday. The game changed. Yes, I think it was a game, then I didn't but now I do. Brad just wanted a plaything, a white woman to use, my wife."

"I'm not your wife anymore," snapped Amy.

"Yes you are. We were never divorced, never legally separated. You still lived in my house, ate my food, Used my utilities. I never complained. As a matter of fact, I was proud of you. Proud that my wife could please that huge black man, How my wife's pussy satisfied him, how good of a cocksucker you have become. I was proud, yet ashamed. I didn't know why, then but now I do."

"Well, that Monday you got up and came down to the kitchen and asked me where your breakfast was. I brought it to you. I was your ever obedience house man. I did whatever I could to make it easier for you and Brad to have sex, I tried to create imaginative ways to make you more seductive, to make him want you more, but it was my cock that got hard. I had no relief but I endured, even though I was frustrated and humiliated.

"You sat and asked where Brad was. I informed you that he had already left."

"You were shocked when it dawned on you that you were going to miss your morning supply of Brad's cum."

"When will he be home, you asked and when I told you that he said that he would gone until Wednesday, I thought that you were going to cry."

"You didn't finish your breakfast and noisily put away that little jar that you used to store his cum so that you could enjoy it all day long. You stormed out of the house."

"That afternoon, when you came home from school, I knew that you were looking for Brad, hoping that it was just a joke, that he was really there and ready to give you what you craved."

"You were a bitch that day, Amy. Like some one who was trying to quit smoking. You snapped at me and went upstairs."

"Later that evening, after Sue and I ate supper, you finally came downstairs. You had on a silky, short teddy. It was sheer and did nothing to hide your body. I still got hard looking at you, Amy. Still do, but I knew that you still held a glimmer of hope that Brad would arrive."

"We watched tv, the three of us as a family. Like we use to do before that stupid hypnotist show. I felt as if things had returned to normal, that is until the doorbell rang."

"You moved quickly to the door and Sue and I both knew that you expected Brad. I expected that it was Brad, ready to let you suck him. But you stepped away from the door and asked who are you?"

"I heard a female voice. I'm Lexi, Brad sent me. May I come in?"

"You stepped away and Sue and I saw Lexi. Lexi was tall, probably close to six feet. She was slim, had a narrow waist which accented the fullness of her chest. Lexi was black. She had very dark skin that seemed to shimmer. Her hair was a tight, close cropped afro that highlighted her high cheeks. Lexi wore a white blouse that contrasted her skin color and a tiny skirt that allows people to admire her long, lean shapely legs."

"Brad sent me," she said as an explanation.

"Amy looked out the door, searching for her black lover and slowly closed it when she realized that he was not there."

"I know you're confused, Amy. Just let me explain. Brad is my boss. He is a very thoughtful man and he told me all about you."

"Please sit, Amy," Lexi said in a soft, gentle voice.

"You did and Lexi explained further."

"Lexi nodded to Sue and said 'you must be Sue. Brad told me that you were beautiful and he was one hundred percent correct. I can see now why he enjoys the two of you."

"Lexi reached into her oversized bag and handed me an iPad."

"We must be quick, Dave, I have limited time if this is to be effective. I must not displease my boss."

"I sat there bewildered."

"Turn on the iPad, Dave."

"I did."

"Open FaceTime," said Lexi.

"I clicked the icon for that particular app and Brad's face filled the screen."

"Hello, ex-husband, he said as a way to humiliate me even more."

"Brad then gave instructions, orders that I was to carry out. I was to use the iPad's camera so that Brad could see what was happening. Lexi then pulled another iPad out of her bag and turned it on."

"Get up, Dave," ordered Brad, I want to see Amy's reaction. I want to see everything."

"Lexi, Brad called, stand in front of Amy. Dave, let me see what Amy is wearing."

"I panned Amy slowly as she sat on the sofa."

"Fucking awesome, Brad said, then added hi Amy, ready for your surprise?"

"Oh, Brad cooed Amy, I really miss you..."

"Shhh, quiet my slut. I want you to watch Lexi's iPad."

"Okay, anything, Brad, but what..."

"Shhh, he ordered, first, Lexi, have Amy take off that sexy little number that she has on."

Dave looked at his wife and then Sue and then me and said, "Amy flipped off that teddy in a nanosecond."

"I obediently scanned Amy's body so Brad could see."

"I couldn't understand why I felt so much pride in showing Amy's sexy body to this man,"

"We could all hear whistles and comments from the group of men. Brad was sharing my wife's nakedness with others.

"Is she wet, Lexi?"

"Lexi reached between Amy's spread legs. I used the closeup camera function to let Brad see Lexi's long, black, tapered fingers test the condition of Amy's pussy."

"She's a wet one, boss. Cunt like a fucking faucet. Should I proceed?"

"Yeah," answered Brad and then, "Dave I want you to concentrate on Amy's face. Go ahead Lexi and remember, Amy, I did this for you."

"Lexi started an MPEG and told Amy to watch. In the scene was Lexi, wearing what she was wearing now. She was bent over a long, executive's table, her chest laying flat on it surface. The movie panned the room to show a number of black men seated around the table, the same men that were now seated around Brad. White, feminine hands appeared and hoist up Lexi's tiny skirt. Her thong was lowered and she shifted her weight so that her feet were spread far apart, giving whoever was behind her complete access to her pussy. The movie zoomed out and we could all see that Brad was behind Lexi. His fat, black cock aimed at her hole."

"Amy's mouth dropped and she blurted out, how could you!"

"Shh, wait. Don't interrupt again. Learn to obey." demanded Brad.

"We watched as Lexi held up the iPad as Brad's cock sank into Lexi's cunt. He fucked her furiously as he held her hips. We could hear comments from the men at the table, urging Brad on. What seems like a very long time, Brad pushed one last time and everyone knew that he was dumping his load into Lexi."

"Some one raced behind Lexi's still accessible pussy and pushed in some sort of device to stem the cum from leaking back out. Lexi pulled on some sort of rubbery, latex panties that aided in sealing her cum filled pussy."

"Okay, Lex, put down the iPad and show my cum slut her surprise."

"I filmed as Lexi stepped out of her skirt, lowered her latex panties, knelt on the sofa so that Sue was between her and Lexi was straddling Amy's head. I was as hard as a rock as I watched this degrading scene unfold."

"Amy sat up so that her face was closer to Lexi's cum filled cunt. She reached up and pulled the plug out and then quickly covered Lexi's pussy with her mouth, sucking her black lover's cum out of this special delivery."

"Amy is not a lesbian, Mike, but she attacked Lexi's pussy like a pro. My wife, the mother of my daughter was lapping the pussy of a black woman that she just met, a woman whose pussy was filled with a black man's seed, wanting every drop of his cum. Then when she was done, she stuck a finger up, inside, searching for more, taking the finger out, licking it clean and then redipping. She then picked up the plug, Mike, and licked it clean. How do you think it made me feel, doc?"

Dave looked over at me, and I'm not sure that he realized that as humiliated as he was, he was clutching at his own hard cock through his pants. I kind of felt sorry for the man, well, a little maybe. Reluctantly, I had Wendy stop stroking me and sent her to Dave. I mean, I didn't want Wendy to stop pleasuring me, but Dave has been through a lot. Plus I'd add quite a surcharge to the bill.

Dave didn't stop Wendy from removing his hand and unzipping him. Soon, she knelt if front of him and gently sucked this tortured man. I was just about to feel sorry for myself and my own abandoned cock, when Sue quickly replaced Wendy and dropped her face into my lap. Man, could that girl suck.

Dave's breath became labored as he was finally getting the attention his neglected cock craved.

"You couldn't believe what it was like. She wouldn't stop licking her. Lexi even turned to my iPad to address her boss and said, she's really got it bad, boss. What should I do?"

"Brad told her to just let her continue as he watched. Amy's hands went behind Lexi and grabbed the small cheeks of her ass and pulled her closer, jamming her face further her pussy. It was then that Amy's fingers came in contact with a solid object inserted in Lexi's ass."

"She found it, Mike. Came a voice from the iPad that I held. Brad then said, 'show her the rest of the movie, Lexi."

"Lexi scrambled off Amy's face and stood in front of her. She held up the iPad and continued the movie. It appeared that some time had passed since Brad had fucked Lexi but now Lexi was back at the table, leaning over as before when a woman's hand appeared. The hand, slight and white coated Lexi's asshole with some sort of lubricant. Among cheers from the men surrounding him, Brad rubbed his hefty, hard again cock between Lexi's ass cheeks. Satisfied that his cock was well lubricated, Brad aimed the head of his cock at Lexi's tiny asshole and with the help of whoever owned that white hand, he pushed."

"We could all heard Lexi groan loudly. Amy stared at the screen, mouth open as her black love finally inserted more that half his cock in Lexi's butt. It took him a long time to climax, not because of the lack of passion but because of the amount of time since his last climax. But cum he did. From the way he groaned. paused, then groaned again, it appeared that he shot four times into Lexi. When Brad finally vacated Lexi's gaping ass, the white hand pushed a butt plug into her tiny hole, thus sealing her."

"Lexi stood facing the sofa and leaned forward so that her hands and outstretched arms let her assume a position that made her ass available to Amy. Amy got up, grabbed my iPad, the one that was recording for Brad and said, 'I can't believe how thoughtful you are, thank you, thank you, thank you. I'd do anything for you."

"We could hear cheers in the background and Brad saying, Oh, and you will do anything for me, Amy, I have just begun to use you. Come on, enjoy, your special delivery."

"Amy went behind Lexi and knelt. Her face mere inches from this black, beautiful female's ass. She reached up and used two fingers to grasp the end of the butt plug. Amy looked over at Sue and Sue just smiled and said, go for it, mom."

"Amy pulled out the plug and it made a wet popping sound. She the leaned forward and I made sure that Brad had a good picture of Amy's tongue as it scooped up a stream of cum as it slowly oozed out of Lexi's asshole. Amy fingered herself as she licked and swallowed but after a while the stream dried up, so Amy brought her hands up and spread Lexi's ass cheek, allowing her tongue a greater access to her anus."

"Then we all watched as Amy did to Lexi's asshole what she did to her pussy. She wet her finger in her mouth and slipped into her ass, trying desperately to savor every drop, pushing her finger into that tight hole, extracting it, licking it and then repeating the process. I didn't think Amy would stop as she then maneuvered herself so that her mouth again found Lexi's pussy, hoping to find some cum that she had previously missed."

"I then heard Brad say, what do you think of your pretty, smart, school teacher wife now, Dave?"

"I didn't have to say it, because he knew. We all knew. I had lost her, totally lost her."

Dave just leaned back in his chair like a broken man. A broken man getting a blow job, though. I think Wendy must have felt for him because she was sucking him good. Dave had his hand on the back of her head, coaxing her, urging her. His eye were closed and I believed that he actually might be dreaming that it was his wife pleasing him, his former wife, before she was owned by a black man.

It was comforting to know that Wendy brought him to an orgasm. I'm sure that he felt better, well, until he opened his eyes just in time to see the black psychiatrist cum in his daughter's mouth. Oh, well. I thought, small steps. Progress comes in small steps.

All was quiet for a minute, until Sue stood. It took her a moment to swallow, I was really turned on, and she said, "C'mon, daddy. Tell them about the next night."

I sat back down. Sue stopped me from tugging up my pants and knelt in front of me and proceeded to lick my balls, as if to hasten my ability to cum again. This girl was good.

Amy just sat there, her eyes in a far off look as if reliving that night. Her dress was up high on her legs but I couldn't see her pussy. We'll have to work on that.

Dave just began again as he held his own limp cock.

"The next night, after supper, we again watched tv but Amy kept looking at the door as if wishing the would ring, as if wishing her cum filled new friend would arrive and let her suck her black lovers cum from her orifices."

"She even would race to the window to look out, but no one was there. Amy was not very happy."

"Then, at about ten o'clock, there was a small knock at the door. Amy flew across the room and opened the door. Sue and I assumed it would be Lexi but we both turned our heads when we heard Amy ask who are you."

"I got up and saw the cutest, blond haired woman, girl really. She was not as tall as Lexi but also had a perfect figure. She wore a school girl uniform, complete with a short, pleated skirt, a white blouse, tight against her chest and a small red bow tie. I have to admit, Mike, I got hard looking at her and her sexy legs encased in thigh high stockings."

Amy finally chimed in, "you got hard because you thought that I had another special delivery."

"I got hard because she was hot. I couldn't believe your actions Amy. When she reached into her bag and gave me an iPad, I could see you getting anxious. I was just able get my iPad turned on and FaceTime started. I heard Brad's voice when you grabbed her hand and pulled her to the sofa."

"Make sure I see this demanded Brad. So I filmed as my addicted ex-wife knelt before this beautiful pixie and reach under her skirt and yank down her lacy panties. You asked Sue for help and my daughter held up her skirt, exposing our visitor's shaved pussy. There was no plug but that didn't stop Amy from licking her just in case. You didn't find any cum and you spun her around and spread her ass cheeks apart, hoping to find your daily supply of cum. But nothing."

Dave laughed out loud and we all looked at him. I had to ask what was so funny and he just repeated, "but nothing, get it. butt nothing."

Dave realized that no one thought he was funny so he continued.

"Amy was truly disappointed and I was a concerned about her behavior. I wondered if my school teacher wife would be in the habit of lifting the skirts of strange girls. I know that those actions would not be socially acceptable."

"Anyways, Amy sat and her face showed her disappointment."

"Brad voice then was heard over my iPad. Poor Amy. I'd like to introduce pretty Veronica. I met Veronica and her newly wed husband at one of my recent shows, Amy. I think she'll be an excellent addition to our family. She and her husband are very open to suggestion and I will be soon having a 'her husband gives her away ceremony', soon."

"I could see the disappointment on Amy face and I thought that I finally might be getting my wife back when Brad added, I still have use for you, Amy and Sue. Dave here will help. I have so much planned for you. But first, Veronica, show Amy our little movie."

"Veronica turned on her iPad and started the MPEG. Brad was standing at the head of a large table, the same table as before, with the same group of men present. Veronica was ushered into the room and presented to the group. You could hear the compliments and Lexi, who ushered her in, slowly stripped the young, newly married woman. Veronica just stood there, allowing Lexi to strip her. The movie then panned to the side and a young man stood there."

"In the movie, we could hear brad congratulate the young man on his excellent choice in women. The man weakly said thank you. Come here, veronica, I need you to do something for me."

"Veronica stepped closer to Brad and never flinched as he pawed her breasts and sampled her pussy. Nice, he said and then Lexi unzipped him and lowered his pants and shorts. Next Lexi slipped the largest condom that I had ever seen over Brad's cock. It couldn't have been intended for a human male because while it snugged around his cock, it was much too long. The end was the typical end of a normal condom, but it was separated by at least 6 to 7 inches of space between the tip and the tip of Brad's cock."

"It looked ridiculous but he stood there, this horse cock condom dangling from him when Lexi whispered into Veronica's ear. She just nodded and hefted his cock with her tiny hand.

"Then the demure Veronica proceeded to stroke Brad's cock with one hand while cupping his bloated balls with the other. 

"Would you like to be responsible for taking care of my cock, Veronica?" asked Brad.

"She stroked him lovingly and then look up at him and said, Yes, ma I please?"

"We could even hear her new husband encourage her as she small hand stroked his cock."

"Brad asked Veronica's husband if this was her first black cock and he told the group that it was. He told the young man that he should be proud, that she was beautiful, sexy and good at giving hand jobs. Soon she'll be a pro. The husband looked proud and watched his wife stroke Brad's meaty cock until he came. Veronica kept stroking him until he was drained. A closeup of the condom showed that while Brad deposited a copious amount of cum into the condom, it barely filled it, because of its size."

"Brad had Lexi remove the condom and Brad announced that since Jackson was employee of the week, that he should be next."

"Lexi went to Jackson, another black man, and lowered his clothing until she could secure the already used condom onto Jackson's sizable cock.. Veronica obediently went to the man as he pawed her white body, she stroked him as he fingered her until he added to Brad's deposit."

"And so it went until Veronica masturbated all twelve men, each adding to the ever filling condom. Lexi held up the condom for Brad's approval. She tied off the top and everyone clapped, even veronica's duped husband as Lexi showed the now filled condom. We watched as Veronica was dressed. She was now wearing the same school girl outfit that she had on now. Lexi deftly undid the top two buttons of Veronica's blouse and tucked the condom filled with the cum of twelve men into Veronica's bra, where is was held securely between her two lovely breasts."

"On my iPad, Brad addressed Amy, "well my love, you now know where it is. Let Veronica help you, she's very nice and obedient."

"Veronica led Amy to the sofa. Veronica sat and instructed Amy to lay on her back so that her head was on her lap. Amy obeyed. Veronica then opened her blouse and removed the condom that was still warm from her body. She dangled it over Amy's head and then let it touch her lips. I wanted to scream at Veronica I filmed her letting the cum filled bag touch Amy's lips and cheeks. Amy's eyes never left the latex, cum filled condom as Veronica teased her. But then Veronica took a pin and held the condom so that the filled tip was hovering over Amy's lips. She carefully used the pin to poke the smallest of holes in the tip and we could all see a cum bubble appear. Amy reached up and grabbed Veronica's hand and lower the tip between her lips where she sucked on it."




Brad, The Hypnotist Ch. 09



"My iPad erupted with the cheers of the men in Brad's office. I'm sure that they were delighted that my wife was dining their cum.Veronica held the condom and nursed my ex-wife with the cum of twelve black men. Sue came closer to look and she said something softly to her mother but Amy shook her head and denied Sue her request."

"It took Amy at least 3o minutes to drain that condom as she slowly sucked at it like a baby on a bottle. She would occasionally reach up and let her hands feel the ripe young breasts of her newfound nurse. When it was empty, she grabbed it from Veronica and pressed against it, like getting that last bit of toothpaste from a tube."

"Veronica stroked Amy's hair and face, telling her how lucky she was. I couldn't believe what I was witnessing."

"Amy sucked on Veronica's nipple and seemed content until Brad summoned Veronica back to the office. She left us and Amy just lied back on the sofa licking her lips."

Sue was now sucking me and I was rock hard again.

I told Dave that it was an incredible story.

Sue took her head off my cock with a audible popping noise and said, "Dad, tell them about the next day."

I couldn't take any more so I arranged another appointment. 

They calmly gathered themselves and I watched that family, if you could still call it that, as they left my office. I was shocked when Sue gave Dave a kiss on his lips.

I still believe that Dave loved his wife and is still in the early stages of realizing the forces that Amy, Sue were under.

I felt bad, not really, about the amount of the bill that I would be sending Dave.

Wendy and I fucked in the office and I told her to clear the way for a longer appointment next week.



Brad, The Hypnotist



Amy looked directly into my eyes as she brought her fingers to her breasts. She moved them around, capturing the drying cum and brought them to her mouth and cleaned them. 

I watched and got aroused. 

Amy sensed it and closed her hand over my cock. She slowly pumped me and I think we both wondered what tomorrow would bring.