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The motel, on the far outskirts of town, was ritzy, at least
by my lower
middle-class standards, but we were so hungry we made right for the
restaurant. In particular, I felt as if I had dropped at least five
pounds
from ejaculations alone that day!
The cuisine was fine, and she paid up willingly, but I bought
a bottle of
red wine that we didn't quite finish. We agreed to meet at the pool.
Now the swimming pools in these desert inns were spectacular!
The residual
heat of the day already dissipated, the dry clear air showed stars burning
steadily overhead even before the last light had faded entirely. The
pool was
really a pool com plex; a substantial hot-tub affair, steaming gently
in the
cool air with roiling surface from powerful bubble jets along the sides,
and a
quick jog over the tiles taking the bathers to a large irregular pool,
sort of
"amoeba-shaped," with several grottoes curving out amidst
succulents and cacti
plantings, yucca and the like. There was even a twisty little "canal"
leading
into a more straightforward diving pool. The water was crystal clear,
lit
well from beneath.
I hadn't even showered, and the daylong accumulation of road
mung tempted
me right into the pool, but I thought better at the last minute, and
sluiced
myself off under a heated sprinkler, then... PLUNGE... AAAAaaahhhhhhh!
I paddled about fiercely for a bit, cruising the nooks and
crannies,
inhaling the clear atmosphere with gusto. I was almost alone; I sensed
this
was a slack time for travellers, at any rate there were only a few other
swimmers, a couple of kids s lamming off the board, and that's about
it...
except for the lovebirds.
I ran across them as I float-walked down the canal, down the
darker S-
curve of the channel (there was a burnt-out bulb or two here); two sleek
young
couples, in earnest conversation as I rounded upon them. No, not just
conversation... there was s ome serious nuzzling happening here, out
of sight
of just about everyone, due to the curves and the gardens.
The dimmer light was plenty bright for me to get an eyeful!
They were all
young and trim, and the two women could have passed for showgirls in
my
inexperienced estimation! They were supple, and not an ounce of padding
on
their spectacular figures , highlighted by thong suits that left absolutely
nothing to the imagination!
One short-haired blond nymph had entwined her boyfriend with
a hooked leg,
holding him in close pelvic proximity, the trim foot rubbing up and
down his
butt as they leaned their heads together. The other couple were head-to-head
also, talking wit h youthful earnestness as I floated by them.
I sped up so as not to intrude, but as I passed, the one lad
nodded, and
the horny nymphet raised her face from her man's shoulder and actually
winked
at me saucily!
After a bit I started wondering if I were going to see my
new playmate at
all that night. I scoped out the hot tub, tickled my fanny with the
powerful
jets, and was back in the cool pool (trying to sneak peeks at the bathing
beauties) when I saw Rose's dark hair and pudgy little nose floating
along
towards me.
"It's wonderful, huh?" she bubbled as she alligatored
up to me.
"We really lucked into this, Rose," I admitted,
"I just booked a motel
with a nice name and a Triple-A endorsement! Isn't the scenery spectacular?"
We floated apart again, and when I next encountered her she
seemed more
subdued. Apparently she had run into the lovebirds around the corner.
"I don't know," she complained, "that behavior...
with kids right around
the bend... it's better off in private, I think!"
"Were they getting into it?"
She grunted a little primly I thought.
"It's getting cold, I guess I'll turn in, we've got a
lot on our plates
tomorrow." She was hugging herself as if chilly.
"Haven't you warmed up over in the hot tub?" I inquired.
"No, there's a Jacuzzi in the bathrooms," she answered,
"and it's
private." She seemed edgy now.
"Come on, Rose, out with it," I insisted, "what's
bugging you?"
"Ohhh, it's those girls," she finally muttered,
"dressed up like play-
toys, like TV shows... and... you know, don't tell me you didn't glom!"
I 'fessed up that I had given them a cursory once-over.
"Yeah, sure!" she rejoined, "I... I just can't
deal with it, I don't
know... you're pretty liberated, I think, but like just about everyone
else
you trip all over yourselves when someone like..." she jerked her
head towards
the canal entrance ".. .that parades by!"
"Wait a minute, now," I rejoined heatedly, ready
automatically to plunge
into some overheated sociological debate... then I pulled back. I wasn't
here
to trip up a nice relationship with a good friend... a very good friend!
"Rose, come on over to the hot tub, we can watch the
stars and talk," I
tried, with a disarming grin.
"You want to watch those butts floating around,"
she pouted, but a little
playfully, I was relieved to hear.
"Your butt is the only one I want to watch, hon,"
I responded, and she
cast her eyes down and patted by hand.
"That's sweet, but we all know what turns men on, and
when we don't
measure up, well."
"Rose, do you really know what turns ME on? Come on,
you didn't want to
get into all this stuff, did you?"
"No," she answered, and I felt she was turning away,
trying to escape from
a suddenly sensitive situation, but I found myself ready for more intimate
stuff, and I thought I could 'loosen' my friend up in a beneficial way
to
boot!
"Now I want to tell you some things... some very important
things," I
said, holding her upper arm lightly, "and please listen carefully
to me,
because I want you to tell me some things too."
"What... I'm getting chilly, can't we..."
"Just stop a minute," I insisted, "come on,
look here..." I waited until
we had made eye contact. I paused to invest the moment with more unspoken
significance in her mind. Her eyes sparkled with the pool's reflected
lighting.
"To start with," I said, "your eyes are gorgeous
in this light. They seem
to sparkle and twinkle."
She smiled, and her head tilted down slightly as if to break
the glance.
"No, don't turn, please," I urged her.
"I'm not sure where..." she started to say, but
I wanted to hold her gaze,
and I reached round and cupped the back of her head and my finger tapped
lightly there in the signal to hold her attention. I hoped it worked!
It did! "What..." was all she said before her voice
ceased and she stood
there quieter now, her head motionless as I let my hand rest there.
"How about my eyes?" I murmured in a lower tone.
"They are nice," she said, bemusedly, her gaze flicking
from one to the
other. I kept mine more fixed on the bridge of her pert little nose.
"They're sparkly, huh?"
"Uh-huh," she answered, obedience beginning to assert
itself already.
"The light makes them look deep..."
"Mmm hmmmm."
"Deep."
"That's soooo..." she said, almost whispering as
I let my hand fall away
from her neck. We stood almost toe to toe now, her brown eyes becoming
still,
as she seemed to be studying just my right eye now.
"Can you look away, Rose?" I murmured.
Her head turned a bit from side to side, her eyes now visibly
glazed over
and her stare fixed.
"Are your arms feeling very heavy and relaxed, as if
you couldn't hold
them up?"
She didn't answer, but her limbs fell away from hugging herself,
and now
she stood almost as if at attention, oblivious to any impression she
might be
making.
"Does my gaze hold yours like an unbreakable magnet,
like a magnet you
can't resist?" I stepped around a bit, and her head swivelled to
keep me
centered.
"And now," I said, returning to stand directly in
front of her round,
heavy breasts, "when you think 'yes,' you will know for certain...
Rose... are
you becoming deeply entranced, and will you shortly feel yourself falling
forward? diving and plu nging down into my deep hypnotic power, falling
and
falling completely into my deep spell, falling completely free, my eyes
pulling you into my power... pulling... and pulling..."
I watched her glazed eyes roll up, as her lids fluttered,
and, smoothly,
arms still hanging, not moving in the least to steady herself, my subject
toppled forward into my chest, where I caught her shoulders. Her face
now
completely placid and bla nk, was still upturned towards the eyes that
she saw
only in her imagination... her own were closed peacefully.
I felt her breasts brushing against my chest, their delicious
cleavage not
completely hidden by her suit. Her hands, dangling straight down, grazed
my
hips as they settled again and became still.
Tapping her head more sharply now, I gave her the command
"waking trance
now," and she got herself to stand upright again, face blankly
looking ahead
of her.
"As you recite Lesson Two, Rose, feel your arms pulled
upwards into the
sky."
"Lesson Two. I feel your total control through my entire
body and mind. I
feel so good when I am under your hypnotic power. I feel dominated and
controlled, and I deeply want to feel your power penetrate me."
She was standing there before me, breasts uplifted as her
arms waved up in
midair like seaweed in the ocean. I caught a glimpse of movement behind
some
plantings, but when I turned it was gone.
"Lower your arms. Now let's interact almost as if you
were wide awake,
Rose. Come up now, take my hand and let's walk over to the hot tub."
"O.K. I'm getting real chilly." she said, and could
see goose bumps
standing out on her pale flesh as we moved through the cool night air,
hand-
in-hand across the tiled path, where we sank down into the frothy whirlpool
with a contented sigh.
We were alone, but at the far end of the patio was one of
the couples we
had seen earlier. They were in warm hotel terry robes, and were reclining
with tall drinks at one of the tables. I gave a little wave, and I saw
the
girl nod and wriggle her fingers back at me.
"Who's that?" asked Rose, raising her head from
the crook of my arm. "Oh,
her."
"Rose, we're completely alone here, there's no one but
us."
She sank backwards with a wriggle. "Oh, that's nice..."
she murmured.
"Just usss..."
"We're in a hypnotic fog, Rose, see?" and certainly
the mist was very
thick as the pool released clouds of vapor up into the night sky.
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"Oh, John..." she breathed.
"You find you adore being hypnotized, don't you?"
"Ohhh, it's lovely! Just to... to give up completely...
mmmm... to give up
and surrender, like nothing matters now... nothing matters but your
will John
your will dominating me... dominating me and making me want to go so
deep
now... so deep into your powerrr... your powerrrmmm"
Her voice sunk into her self-deepening routine I had taught
her that
afternoon. My cock was at full attention, I knew no one could see as
I
released it from it's pressured confinement.
"That's right, Rose. And inside your hypnotized body
is a beautiful,
beautiful woman. You are a beautiful person, and your body is beautiful
too...
you know how attracted I am to your body, Rose."
"Yes."
"And you'll find yourself forgetting about silly comparisons
with
others... tomorrow you will only know that it's your pleasure in life
that
shines from you, that makes your flesh dance and sparkle, that I dream
and
fantasize about your beautiful curvy body all the time, Rose."
"Mmmmm, yes..."
"And you will know that your flesh deserves to be seen
and enjoyed, that
you deserve to try whatever you'd like, and tomorrow you'll find time
to think
about those little bathing suits, won't you?"
"Yes."
"And you'll feel how nice it would be to be almost naked,
and to swim
almost naked, and that in a minute we'll practice that feeling Rose.
Tell me
now," I continued, "as you feel your whole body float and
drift in my warm
hypnotic power... what d o you remember of our car drive today?"
"Oh, we had a good time!" came her sleepy tones
just above the low hum of
the water pumps. "You taught me how to drive without getting sleepy...
thank
you, thank you!"
"And later?"
"Oh later, I drove us all the way into town."
"What happened then, do you remember anything unusual?"
"N-nooo... I didn't get lost, and we were here."
"Yes and I am enjoying this time together very much.
You feel easy and
comfortable now resting here in my arm."
"Mmm-hmmmm."
"We have a nice day tomorrow, too, and I'll enjoy seeing
the very tiny
suit you pick out..."
"Tiny suit."
"Yes, because tonight I think you'll dream of swimming,
Rose, swimming and
drifting in the warm waters, and I'll dream of seeing you in your new
suit, I
know I'll have very powerful, nice dreams about you in your suit."
"You will?"
"Yes, I'll imagine the same thing that you're starting
to imagine, all
alone in your own private dream, that you're proud of your beautiful
beautiful
body, and you deserve to let the water slosh and slide all around you
while
you swim..."
"Mmmmm... that sounds nice..."
"So nice, to glide through the waters, you'll imagine
very strongly how
your body thanks you for freeing the flesh, how lovely it feels as your
arms
and legs now begin, just ever so gently to move you alonnnngg the water...
you
are floating and d rifting now in your dream, and your skin feels so
free in
your new suit, almost nude, like you've always wanted to swim, nude
and naked
in the warm water all alone..."
I saw through the heavy distorting ripples that she had now
entered this
dream, and I felt her shoulders flexing as she moved her arms gently.
"Yes, gentle sleepy drifting along, taking time to let
your skin feel
every ripple and wave as you float along..."
Now I moved out into the deeper part of the pool away from
the built-in
seat where I'd been cuddling with her. One hand supported her under
her neck,
keeping her face well out of the water, and now my right hand slid down
to her
lower back, and s imply buoyed her up.
She snaked her arm unconsciously round my torso so it could
be free to
"stroke" her through the water.
"Open your eyes if you wish, Rose, open them and look
up into the naked
sky as you drift in your dream."
Her eyelids lifted dreamily, heavily to stare upward past
mine. My cock
felt the insistent currents as the jets propelled water over my heated
loins.
Heaven! I watched her breasts as they jutted up at me, and when I lifted
up, I
could raise her a bdomen out of the water, to see her thighs gently
flexing
away, up and down in a dreamlike kicking motion.
"Now your dream will make you very aware of the delicious
feelings as you
move through the water," I said, turning her back so her feet were
pointed at
the wall... at the outflow of the water jet, "moving through and
letting the
water slide and s troke over you, under and around all your sensitive
skin as
you float alone, alone and safe in your deep, deep dream.
"And the dream tells you how good it is that you are
almost, almost naked,
because now you can enjoy every little ripple, every tiny bubble, every
stroking, stroking current, letting the warm current take over, letting
the
warm hypnotic current t ake possession of your flesh, giving in to all
your
freedom... yes you will move freely in your dream."
Because I felt her shoulder grow momentarily tense, then relax,
as she
submitted to my mental control, and her own sensations. Her breasts...
so
close to my face, swelled with a sleepy sigh of satisfaction and her
spine
twisted a bit. She bent an d straightened again. and her arms fluttered
as
they floated almost straight out from her shoulders.
I was moving her imperceptibly closer and closer to one of
the jets now,
my cock feeling how insistent the beating of its current was several
feel
away, knowing how I had sometimes brought myself to climax against such
a
stimulus. This jet was ab out a foot below the surface, and had some
sort of
rotational element within, because the current swept round in a kind
of orbit,
I felt it become regularly more and less insistent, washing over my
eager
phallus, making it thick and rigid.
I floated my subject in a little closer; now the ripples were
washing her
legs... first against one calf, then the other, one then the other.
"Rose," I said, bending close to her face. Her eyes
were drooping shut
again, and they closed immediately I spoke her name. My left hand under
her
neck felt a motion and I saw her face begin to turn a bit, left to right
again
and again.
"Rose, I will guide you through this dream all alone,
all safe in your
deep bed of sleep you will love the dream so much you will dream it
again
later tonight after I send you to slumber. The water feels insistent
now,
Rose... you feel sensitized to the water sliding freely up and up and
up,
washing you, stroking you, making you want the water... want the stroking...
want it more and more. wanting it to stroke you deeper and deeper."
Her head turning more insistently now, searching for an invisible
something, her upper teeth catching her lower lip in preoccupation.
My right
hand slid down a little lower, now I held the very base of her spine,
and
could feel the swell of her b uttocks.
Her arms were dangling out from her body, forgotten all at
once, but her
legs were waving as she maneuvered them into the advancing and retreating
currents washing and pushing up her legs.
I spotted another nearby jet, closer to the surface, and steady,
apparently a stationary fixture, and I decided I wished to control her
responses more myself. As I backed her gently away from the orbiting
jet, I
saw a crease appear in her forehea d, and her closed eyes squinched
up. I felt
her shoulders flutter again.
"Your body is telling you it wants more, your dream is
bringing you more
and more power now," I droned as my hands now floated her into
the new stream.
Again her bosoms swelled and sank in a delicious sigh of self-indulgent
pleasure.
Now, with my hand under the shelf of her buttocks, I began
moving her
pelvis gently from side to side, watching as the current again flurried
ripples up her right thigh, then her left... right and left, over and
over.
Again her arms hung limply, but I felt her spine curving as she was
now
actively trying to control her orientation in the water.
I hadn't looked around lately, so possessed was I with my
malleable
subject, and I turned my face towards the patio. They were still there.
The
man was reading a book, but his wife? date? ... she was not reading!
Her book
was in her hand, but her face was clearly staring across the tiles at
Rose
and me!
I don't think she knew I noticed, but I could see, I could
almost feel her
intense interest as she watched a man tugging the supine figure of a
woman
around the hot tub for such a long time; even at that distance she might
have
seen Rose's lower limbs, especially now, as they were straightened out,
and
began a scissors motion, flexing stiffly from her pelvis!
I felt Rose's whole self now yearning towards the insistent
jet bubbling
and frothing up, up between her inner thighs, and I moved her rather
quickly
in towards the source, then back out again.
"Yearning to let the waters control you, take control
of you, making you
want them more and more, the need getting stronger, the command to give
in,
the command to feel helpless, deliciously helpless to resist, no thought
to
resist, you must have more and more!"
Her eyes were scrunched up again, and her breath was whistling
through her
teeth now. Her legs flexed and opened, opened wider as I now simply
held her
steady, moving her subtly in... and out from the jet... in... and out.
I
lowered my hand and h er pelvis sank down beneath the surface, bringing
the
demanding surge foaming over the tops of her thighs as they now stuck
out
stiffly in a wide V, as the demanding surge flowed unstoppably over
the
thighs, over them focussing the current at her del ta, her delt
a now stretched wide to receive all she could of the water's force,
laving and
caressing the most intimate sensitive inner flesh, as I raised and lowered
her, trying to direct the current up and down her most private parts
now
brazenly thrust towards the controlling currents.
I hear her moan clearly and distinctly, and again. The tendons
on her
upper thighs standing out distinctly as she forceds her legs as wide
as she
could. Another louder moan. I watch her magnificent bosoms jiggle and
shudder,
watch her helplessly swivelling her upturned face more violently now.
Now
she's mewing loudly and continuously...
"You may dream quietly," I say bent over her contorted
face, "It will be
much stronger if you are almost silent. You want the dream to get stronger,
to
last and last. Always your body demands more, the water demands more
and more
surrender."
Her head stops its motions and I feel her spine arching backwards.
I move
her body even closer now, and I reach down to her feet and position
them up
out of the water, resting on taut ankles over the edge of the pool.
Now she
controls her own res ponse.
The pelvis begins rotating gently as she maneuvers the flow
directly
towards her yearning, the stiff legs wriggling sideways, swashing her
genitalia back and forth in the pulsing jet... she's so stiff I need
only hold
the back of her head.
Our audience is raptly drinking the scene in! I see the blond
with her own
legs splayed out from her chair, one hand down between them, the other
jammed
into her mouth, her boyfriend still obliviously reading or asleep, her
eyes
wide and staring as Rose thrashes herself back and forth before her,
unawares.
My cock unbearably stiff now, as I move it beneath my subject,
squatting
down in the shallow pool only my head and shoulders above water, waiting...
The shudders begin now, her abdomen tightening, the flesh
rippling with a
small series of shivers. She tautens again. Another series, jiggling
and
jerking her breasts like a horse's flank quivering to remove a biting
fly... I
stand straighter no w, holding her stiffened form with the top of my
kneecap.
Her head rolls round on it. More shudders, the series coming closer
and closer
together, her pelvis motionless...
As her hands reach down, down to her delta, her raging seat
of pleasure,
reach down to the rigid tendons of her upper thighs, down to her swimsuit
and
pull it aside!
A loud gasp brings her back completely out of the water, and
a little
splash as her rigid spine relaxes again. Shuddering continuously now.
My own
hand slides down her neck, sliding impetuously down to the bodice of
her suit,
down, and under the material, where I take possession of an engorged
breast, a
soft breast whose flesh melts beneath my fingers, whose tip now comes
under my
fingers, whose tip, extended and lumpy now is rolled and pinched by
my
fingertips, whose tip is thrust up insist ently into m
y fingers as Rose gives in completely at last.
For the next two or three minutes I feel her come... wave
after wave of
juddering, shuddering, stiffening limbs, face twisted and feral, lips
pulled
back in a rictus of pleasure that doesn't let up, even as her body relaxes
between spasms. Then a nother wave pumps her pelvis up into the currents,
and
her breasts shake awesomely beneath their confinement.
Did I mention my own climax? I can't, because I don't even
remember having
it!
I only know that after a time I realized my cock was limp
and my balls
aching... I must have been empathising so strongly with Rose that my
own
orgasm just... happened!
I pulled her away from the stimulus, and after a short time
she was
drifting again, utterly relaxed and limp in my arms. My hand still round
her
soft breast, seemed to go unnoticed, as now and again she shuddered,
like
little hiccups, as pleasura ble aftershocks must have been sweeping
through
her. They would each start right at her coccyx, which would clench up,
then
relax as the shiver moved through her spine and out her limbs, now floating
aimlessly from her torso.
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