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CHAPTER 1

Dax was a rather normal, over-sexed man in his early forties. He
never really had difficulty finding women interested in tripping
the light fantastic. He stood about six feet tall and carried his
two hundreds pounds quite well on his strong frame. Dax had a
good manner about him and was often teased about how he resembled
Indiana Jones in both his appearance and his demeanor. Dax was
married to a knock-out of a woman. Mary was rather quiet and
reserved, but used her outstanding body like a whore in the
bedroom.

Dax had several encounters over the years with swingers. His wife
never really participated. He shared his experiences with her
from time to time and this was met with mixed feelings. She would
go simply wild at first, and her orgasms same over and over
again. She couldn't get enough cock when Dax would tell her of
how another woman sucked his long tool and how he drove this long
weapon into another woman's wet love tunnel. After the
excitement, she always had some reservations and sometimes became
concerned that Dax would find someone he preferred to be with.
Even with his assurances that this wouldn't happen, Mary still
felt somewhat threatened. She got to the point where she knew it
would periodically happen, she just didn't want to think about
it. They would have fantasies about befriending and fucking other
couples, but she just preferred to not to think about real
situations. Dax had often encouraged her to "break fear's icy
grip, and take a strange piece of ass, but she was always afraid
for one reason or other. He didn't push it any farther. If she
wanted some dick, she was allowed.

Dax met other couples over the years and developed some nice
relationships. It wasn't easy convincing couples to take a chance
on his because too many jerks were on the scene. His approach was
to take things slow and not press others into the bedroom. He
felt that if they wanted to take their excitement to a higher
plane, he was all for it. However, he never was the first to
suggest it. A few of the experiences were uncomfortable, because
he just did not find the couple interesting. Most were great and
the simple thought to connecting with others like himself turned
him on dramatically.

It wasn't that Dax didn't get his share of ass, he just loved the
adrenalin associated with finding exciting new people that liked
to write about sex, talk about sex and meet to "discuss" their
similarities. That's what first attracted him to the local
computer bulletin board service that offered an X-rated door. He
had tried others, but they were a vast distance from his home and
it became quite costly to remain on the modem hook-up for hours
each week.

Dax was fairly proficient with his computer. He decided to hook
up a modem and see how many others in northeastern Ohio enjoyed
the same things as he did. It took him a few days to learn the
basics of moving around the board. Initially, he would only
down-load graphics and experiment with the BBS. He also read many
of the messages on the public section of the board. None of them
really excited him all that much. One day while traveling around
the board, Susan entered the board and began chatting with Dax.
She seemed like a nice enough person, and they hit it off well.
Their conversations often got interrupted by others who were
searching for basically the same thing. This was frustrating. Due
to this and as a result of getting busy with some other things in
his life, Dax lost touch for about a week.

During the week that followed, Dax gave more and more thought to
Susan. Finally, he prepared a private message and sent it to her.
He told her a little about himself and asked that she do the
same. Two days later, when Dax logged on the system and checked
his mail, there was a response. He became excited before he even
read the message. Susan suggested that her and her husband Frank
had been swingers in the past, but got out of it due to their
children and concerns about being discovered. She was forty-one
years of age and Frank was forty-seven. Their children were away
at college now and the attraction to meet other exciting people
had returned. Susan indicated that they were into sexy dressing,
adult videos and threesomes. Dax couldn't believe his eyes.
Maybe, just maybe, this would be his re-introduction to swinging
in the nineties. We began to fantasize about Susan and became
quite excited.

He didn't want to rush things for fear of scarring Frank and
Susan away. He send them additional mail that was not too pushy
and hoped that Frank and Susan would make the suggestion to meet
for a drink. Within a week there was excitement again. Susan
suggested that the three of them should probably get together to
meet and see what developed. Dax was elated but nervous. He
prepared a message of response and suggested that they meet at
lounge of the Moonraker Restaurant, a local supper club where he
thought the atmosphere would be comfortable. He went on to
suggest that they could have a drink and if either of them was
uncomfortable or simply not interested, they could part and no
one's feelings would be hurt.

He received a reply later that day when he logged on to the
system. It was simply, "You're on Dax. See you at seven on
Saturday. Dax was happy but a little anxious. What should he
wear? He felt awkward and yet, excited as hell. The next two days
were long. It seemed that Saturday would never arrive. Saturday
came and he busied himself with some of the chores that required
his attention around the house. He didn't log back on the system,
because he was afraid Frank and Susan would have second thoughts
and cancel. The time had arrived and he left the house for his
appointment. He arrived and tried to put on his best walk and his
soft demeanor. Upon entering, he went to the rest room to assure
that his hair looked decent and made his way to the lounge.

As he sat down at the bar, his gaze traveled the lounge area.
Shit, there were two couples that could have met the description
and several singles sitting at the bar. He was anxious to get his
bar eyes working as the lighting was subdued in the room. The two
couples that he saw also turned their eyes to him. The first
couple smiled and he cautiously smiled back and nodded. The woman
looked like a middle line-backer for the 49er's. Could this be
Susan? Christ, he thought. What am I going to do now. He moved
his eyes to the other couple and their age seemed in the
mid-thirties. That probably wasn't them. He was about to ask the
bartender if either couple had asked for him yet, when a lovely
creature entered the room and took a seat next to one of the
single men sitting at the bar. She winked at Dax and suggested
that he join them.

What a relief! After he joined them, Susan explained that she had
to visit the powder room. She had seen the look on Dax's face and
chuckled to him her understanding of what he must have been
thinking. Frank, Susan and Dax all laughed and the conversation
turned to the atmosphere and the nights musical entertainment.
They discussed their children, their jobs and other interests.
Frank then suggested that he and Susan dance as the band played
another selection of slow mood music. Susan asked if Dax would
mind if they left him for a while, and he assured them that he
would not. As Susan got up to accompany Frank, she suggested to
Dax that he watch them closely.

As the pair glided on the floor, Frank looked over his partner's
shoulder at Dax and placed his hands on Susan's buttocks. His
hands slowly moved with the music. As the couple turned, Susan
looked at Dax and slightly parted her lips and moistened them
with her pink tongue. Dax could feel himself getting aroused. He
watched this couple grinding against one another ever so
erotically. Soon the music came to an end, and they returned to
the table. Frank escorted Susan back to the bar and excused
himself to the men's room. Susan took her seat and asked Dax if
he enjoyed watching them dance. He indicated to her that it was a
real turn on.

She suggested that she would like to do the same thing for Frank
and asked Dax if he would like to help her. He assured her that
it would be his please. Frank returned to the bar, and Susan
asked Frank if he would mind if she and Dax danced the next
dance. Frank answered simply with a smile and a nod of his head.
The music started and without a word Susan grabbed Dax's hand and
headed for the dance floor. As she presser herself against him,
Dax immediately began to get hard. Her soft breasts massaged his
chest, and he could feel the warmth of her pussey as she pressed
it into his leg. Dax could feel Frank watching them. Susan
suggested that Dax put his hands on her fanny. Dax was hesitant.
She assured him that it would be OK. Dax placed his hands on her
smooth ass and was pleased to see that it was firm and
beautifully shaped. As his hands moved on her ass, she began
grinding her pussey into his now hard cock. She began to whisper
in his ear. She told him that she would love to feel that
rock-hard cock in her slippery cunt. She told him that she wanted
to feel his lips on her hard nipples. She wanted to put his
throbbing cock in her mouth and play with his balls. Dax was as
hot as he ever remembered being. Soon, he didn't care that Frank
was watching. As Dax felt Susan tightening her ass each time he
squeezed it, she would also rub her wet pussey against him. He
could almost taste it. Her perfume was enchanting, and he felt
shivers of excitement run from his neck to his stiff cock each
time she placed her lips to his ear.

Soon the music ended, and they returned to the bar. Susan
suggested that they move to a small round table in the corner of
the lounge. Frank agreed and said that he would get them a round
of drinks and bring them over to the table. Susan positioned
herself in a middle chair and Dax sat next to her. Frank returned
to the table with the drinks and excused himself to go to the
rest room. Susan's revealing outfit was enhanced as she leaned
forward to accent her cleavage. She peeked down at her breasts
and asked Dax if they appealed to him. He assured her that he
thought her milky white mounds were beautiful, and he shared his
excitement as having the opportunity to spend time with Frank and
her. Frank returned and took his place next to Susan. Without a
delay, Susan asked Frank if he felt that the table provided
enough privacy for him to unzip his pants so that she could see
the effect of her dance with Dax. He smiled and immediately
unzipped his fly. Her hand traveled to his thick prick, and she a
pleasing sound. As she began stroking his shaft, she turned to
Dax and asked him to release his rocket. He looked around the
lounge and felt comfortable that no one would see their antics.
Loose it came, and it was met by Susan's warm, soft hand. She was
now stroking both of their cocks in time to the slow music. Dax
felt his hard member straining to burst.

With little delay his cock began to release preparatory fluid. As
this hot, slippery fluid began to paint her hand, Susan squeezed
her legs together and began to rock back and forth. She continued
her assault on Frank and Dax's long, thick penises. He eyes were
closed and Frank slid his hand down the back of her slacks. Her
grip tightened on both men. Frank looked at Dax and told him that
her pussey was hot and very wet. Hearing this, Susan began to
convulse in wave after wave of orgasms. Dax reached over and
massaged her back. Frank still had his hand in Susan's slacks and
told her to make it last as long as possible. Dax's head was
wheeling, and he felt the very real need to climax also.

She looked at both men in turn and thanked them for the beautiful
feelings that she had just experienced. Dax, for some reason he
could not quite figure out, was proud that he had been able to
help Susan get off. They had another drink and she danced in turn
with both men again. The fever was beginning to return, and Susan
suggested that they prepare to leave. Frank looked at Dax and
invited him back to Frank and Susan's home for a drink. Dax
agreed and indicated that he would follow them back to their
home.

Upon arrival at their home, Dax was escorted by Susan into the
family room as Frank excused himself and headed for the bar to
prepare a cocktail for them. They had a lovely family room that
was decorated in pleasing taste. Within the room stood a grand
large screen T.V. and an excellent music system. The room was
done in light yellow, and the lighting was expertly placed to
accent the lovely art pieces that were hung with care. Frank
returned with drinks and snacks, whereupon Susan excused herself
to slip into something more comfortable. Dax agreed to review the
contents of their film library and select a video for them to
watch. They had a lovely selection, but none proved interesting
in light of what he had just experienced. Frank indicated that
Dax looked a bit miffed, and without further torture, Frank told
Dax that the adult films were in the cabinet below. Dax again
began looking at the selection, this time with greater
satisfaction. He made a selection, carried it over to the VCR and
took a seat.

Susan came out of an adjoining room wearing a see-through nightie
that revealed what Dax had only guessed before. She had
wonderfully large breasts with thick nipples. He gaped as she
walked in front of him to secure to control for the video
equipment. As she bent over her beautifully rounded buttocks
unfolded, and the sheer material offered a view that gave Dax a
rush. He could detect soft public hairs slightly escape their
confines. She returned to the couch next to where Dax had seated
himself and told Dax that his seat selection would never do. She
invited him to join her with a pat of her hand upon the couch
next to her.

Susan offered the control to Frank, and the movie began. As they
began to watch the movie, Frank took a position in a chair
somewhat removed from Susan and Dax. Susan rested her hand on
Dax's leg and would periodically brush her hand against his
manhood. Frank once again excused himself and left the room. As
the remaining two were glued to the current scene unfolding on
the big screen, Susan turned to Dax and gave him a look sultry
enough to melt him. He reached over and placed his lips against
hers. His hand traveled to her ample breasts, and his thumb and
forefinger surrouned her thick nipple. He began rolling her
lovely nipple, and she started to moan. Her large, firm breasts
began to move under his soft touch. His other hand moved to her
delicious fanny and found its way under the material of her
panties. As his hand touched the smooth, firm buttocks, her mouth
opened to his invading tongue. Further his hand traveled deep
into the crack of her wonderful ass cheeks. Down it moved to her
soft and hairy, wet honey pot. He worked two fingers inside her
slippery cunt and began to fuck this lovely tunnel.

At this point Frank returned and Dax almost jumped out of the
couch. Susan reached down to his now free hand and placed the
fingers he was using to fuck her with into her mouth. She assured
him that he did not have to be concerned about Frank's presence.
Frank was dressed in a bathrobe and was stroking his cock. He got
up and turned down the lights. Susan asked Dax if he would like
to get more comfortable, and he agreed. She took him by the hand
and coaxed him up off the couch. As he stood there, he felt a
little self conscious as his throbbing cock jutted out. Susan
threw the pillows off of the couch and reached for a hand pull.
In the flick of her tiny wrist the couch had been converted to a
bed. She replaced the pillows and invited Dax to join her on the
bed. The movie continued. An excellently built man and a gorgeous
woman were wrapped in a hot embrace. The three viewers became
more excited as the man slipped his huge cock out of the woman's
mouth and slipped it into her waiting cunt hole.

Susan had curled up next to Dax and told him to be free in
anything he wanted. She assured him that if it was something that
she was not comfortable with, she would let him know. Once again
his hands went to her waiting body, as she released his belt and
zipper. Her breasts pulled out of his grasp as she moved down his
body and placed his throbbing penis between her hungry lips. What
a wonderful mouth. She was able to take his entire eight inch
length into her throat. He became concerned that he would not be
able to control himself and would cum. He eased his thick cock
out of her mouth and pulled her closer to him. Again his mouth
found her excellent nipples and he rubbed his teeth over them
gently. His hand found her hot hole, and he lathered her honey
pot until he could feel her vibrating in climax against him. He
turned her over and rubbed her back and shoulders so that she
might recover from her violent climax. His lips traveled down her
back and he gently began to bite at the cheeks of her smooth ass.
His tongue dipped into the crack of her ass, and the sweet smell
of her womanhood entered his nose. His cock seemed like it would
double in size. Dax then turned Susan over and placed his face
squarely into the delta of her pubic hair. Deeper and deeper his
tongue drove into her clit and her love channel. In his
peripheral vision, he could see Frank stroking is generous penis.
He also was exercising caution not to climax too soon.

Susan began to plead for Dax's cock. Dax removed Susan's panties
the remander of the way and placed her on her knees. He then
spread he spongy buttocks to locate her soft, wet cunt hole. His
thick member found no resistance as be placed its tip against the
slippery slot. The entire length entered Susan as she cried in
joy. "Jamb that mother fucker in that cunt," she screamed. Dax
looked down at his cock splitting this beautiful cunt and noticed
the texture of the smooth buttocks that filled his hands. He
released one cheek and reached around to feel the weight of one
heavy tit. Again he began tweaking her thick nipple. She began to
convulse and drive her hot, love box back against his piston. Her
own juices began to flow down her legs. It was slippery and
glistening. The sight and feel of this love juice excited Dax
even more. He could hear Frank groan as the cum began pouring
from Frank's dick. Dax saw Susan's breasts bobbing and her
beautiful buttocks wiggling and he could take it no longer. Huge
gobs of cum began to issue from his pounding rod. Two strong
bursts painted Susan's insides. He pulled his jerking cock from
her now sloppy hole and squirted the remainder on her shaking ass
cheeks. He collapsed next to Susan on the bed and lost
consciousness.

Time went by and he began to feel himself awakening. He felt
comfortable and spent. He lovely smell of bacon and eggs invaded
his now relaxed senses. He peeled his eyes open and saw Frank
preparing orange juice. They had a great breakfast and much to
Dax's pleasure, neither he nor Susan and Frank demonstrated any
concerns about what had happened. This lovely couple told Dax
that this was one of the most comfortable and pleasing
experiences that they could remember. Dax was invited back and
promised that he would return. Next time, he added, it would be
his job to pick up the pizza.


CHAPTER 2


Dax wondered whether he was unusual in terms of his sexual fan-
tasies. He had married his childhood sweetheart when they were
both relatively young. He and Mary had started going together
when he was seventeen and she fifteen. They were married at
twenty-one and nineteen respectively. After about a year's mar-
riage, Dax began his fantasies about Mary making love to another
man. He never really analyzed why this idea excited him. All he
knew was that his cock became eight inches of rock hard sex when-
ever he thought of it.

He wondered how he might be able to broach the topic with Mary
without offending her. Their regular sex life was rather excit-
ing. They fucked often and with a fervor. She was a fox. Her
height was about 5'3" and she weighed about 120 pounds. She had
great tits that filled a 34 C bra without trouble. With a rather
small waste, she sported the lovely undulating pair of buttocks
that rippled so nicely when she walked. Needless to say, Dax's
mind worked overtime when it came to his libido.

Dax tried some of the traditional approaches like attending
X-Rated movies and playing touch and go with some of their
friends. She never found any of his friends exciting enough to
respond of say anything that would suggest she wanted to fuck any
of them. Then one day she returned home after working the after-
noon shift at a automobile wiring plant. She indicated that Ray,
a guy that worked on her line, was teasing her about her jeans
being too tight. She asked Dax if he thought that Ray was right.
Dax indicated that Ray probably was just admiring her and was
probably hitting on her. Much to Dax's surprise she showed a big
smile and said that if that were the case, that would be nice.

Dax questioned her as to whether that excited her. She responded
that she was married and didn't allow herself to think about it.
He assured her that it wouldn't bother him if she got excited
about another man being interested in her. She seemed surprised
and wondered aloud if that wouldn't make Dax jealous. Dax reas-
sured her that he would be a little jealous, but told her that it
excited him to hear that other men found her sexually appealing.
That pretty much started their dialog about threesomes and open
marriages.

Dax had had a few short-termed affairs in the first several years
of marriage, but he was never able to convince Mary that she
should feel free to try some strange cock. One day, while Mary
was at work, she decided to meet Ray after work and see what
developed. Both she and Dax were disappointed when Ray did meet
with her after work, and he was so high on some drug that she be-
came frightened and left. She decided never to see Ray again.

Dax began answering ads in swinger's magazines in hopes that he
could convince Mary to meet with other couples. She was afraid
and declined. Dax didn't let that stop him. He met with several
couples over the next couple of years. Periodically, he would
share some of his adventures with Mary, and their sex was great
due to the heightened libidos that result from such activity.
Year after year Dax would try new ways to lure Mary into ex-
perimenting with other men. Dax had to find another way.

Hypnosis was always a hobby of Dax. He was somewhat of a intel-
lectual and enjoyed reading about such things. He read everything
that he could get his hands on about hypnosis. As a result of his
job, he was enabled to attend several seminars on clinical hyp-
nosis. He got rather good at induction techniques, and Mary
agreed to be one of his subjects. This began by simple experi-
ments like temperature control of the body, relaxation techniques
and similar approaches. Then one day, Dax decided to take hyp-
nosis to the bedroom. He gave Mary the suggestion that she was
lying on a warm beach. The gulls were crying, the waves were
caressing the shoreline and the sun was licking her lovely, nude
body.

He watched her as she lay on the bed. Her lovely pink nipples be-
came hard and reached for the mind orchestrated sun. Her legs
opened to receive that warmth on her hair-covered pussey. She was
told to enjoy herself and not to concern herself about anything
as there was no one around and she had her "island" to herself.
Dax assured her that she could enjoy herself and the sun and that
he would wake her after an enjoyable time in the sun. Dax con-
tinued to watch, his thick cock becoming harder and longer than
he ever remembered. His mind was working overtime as well. As he
watcher her turn over to permit the rays of the hot sun on her
soft, yet firm buttocks, his mind began to wonder about what
other "miracles" could be accomplished through hypnosis.

That night ended in Dax having three climaxes. One occurred while
he watched Mary masturbate while lying on the secluded beach. He
didn't even touch his straining penis. As his eyes caressed
Mary's wriggling body, his cock began to erupt into one of the
most wonderful climaxes in memory. He buried his blood-engorged
penis in his wife's waiting cunt two times that night. Each time
he came was like the first. He had found one of the most exciting
approaches to sex he had ever dreamed of. When he woke Mary, he
offered her a post hypnotic suggestion that she would be well
rested and remember everything as a wonderful dream.

About a week went by. Dax continued to analyze his "new sex tool"
and try to think of other exciting uses. The following Friday
night, he planned to take Mary on her first experimental strange
experience. They watched TV for a couple of hours after they got
home from work. He tried to think of things to talk about that
would put her in the right frame of mind for sex, and his mind
was put to the task of how he would introduce this sleep-affair.
Soon it was late enough that he could suggest they go to bed.
Teeth were brushed, PJ's were donned and they took their respec-
tive places in bed. He had established a post hypnotic suggestion
to reduce the time required to put her under. He merely had to
snap his fingers twice. As they settled in, he looked at her in
the eyes and snapped his fingers, telling her to sleep deeply.
Her eyes closed, and Dax could see her body begin to melt into a
deep relaxation. He indicated to her that she was in a large
hotel in Florida and that she had made an appointment for a body
massage. She would find herself in the massage room at the hotel.
She was advised to open her eyes, remove her clothing and place a
towel over herself when Dax snapped his fingers once. He further
indicated to Mary that an attractive man would come through the
door and it was his job to give her a full body massage. Dax
snapped his fingers and left the room.

Dax was shaking as her peered through the crack he conveniently
left in the almost closed door. He saw Mary get out of the bed,
remove the top of her night clothes. Her breast looked glorious
and he wished that another man could see their heavy bounce and
her pouting pink nipples. She laid the top aside. Her thumbs were
placed inside the waistband of her bottoms, and she slid them
down over her soft buttocks. Dax's cock was already rock-hard.
Mary laid down on the bed and pulled a towel over herself in a
modest fashion, waiting for the man who would give her a massage.
Dax could only wonder what was going through her head.

He entered the room sheepishly, towel over his arm and a slight
smile on his face. He said hello to Mary, and she shyly returned
his smile and said hello. Dax asked her if she was ready for her
massage, and she said that she was. He asked her if she liked it
soft or hard. She responded by telling him to use his own discre-
tion. Dax asked her to turn over on her belly. She did so as he
held the towel in place. He turned the towel down a couple of
turns and placed baby oil on her upper back. As his hands began
to work the oil into her tense body, he felt as though he was
touching a strange body. His cock continued to strain and he
could feel the preparatory fluids seep from the head of his hard
cock. Mary's moans told Dax that she was getting a great deal of
satisfaction out of his efforts.

More and more the towel was lowered. He could see the swell of
the sides of her ample breasts as she held her hair out of the
way of the baby oil. Her moans continued as his hands moved lower
and lower down her back. Soon the towel was moved down to expose
half of her buttocks. His hands ventured onto these beautiful
mounds of flesh, and his mind spoke to him of the "strange" body
that he was touching. As his hands began to massage this new
flesh without objection, he reached for more oil. The oil ran
down into the cleft between these glorious mounds. His hand
quickly reached to capture the oil to work it into this bouncing
flesh. Mary's moans began to increase in volume.

Dax put oil on the backs of her thighs and massaged this in. With
each swipe of his hand he moved closer and closer to the heated
area between her legs. Her hips raised each time his hands ap-
proached her hot cunt. Finally, Dax dipped down into this area,
and his slippery hand touched the oil drenched lips of her cunt.
With this, Mary pressed her face into the pillow and pressed her
pussey against Dax's wet hand. For fear of scarring her with this
new experience, he moved his hand back to her buttocks to con-
tinue his assault. After a short time, he instructed her to turn
over. This was the test. There would be a "strange man" looking
into her face.

Mary turned over but kept her eyes closed as Dax held the towel
in place for her. She again placed her arms over her head and had
a peaceful look on her face. By this time Dax's pants were wet
from his preparatory emissions. He rolled down the towel to ex-
pose Mary's heavy breasts. Her juicy nipples remained hard and
pert. Dax poured oil in the valley between her large breasts.
Before it would flow off her body, his hands were on the lovely,
spongy tits. He slowly began to manipulate the firm breasts.
Mary's eyes snapped open and looked at Dax. He gave her a slight
smile and returned his gaze to the moving tits. She could not
restrain her pleasure. Her moans escaped her lips in soft tones
as her breathing began to shorten. Dax's hands lingered over her
thick nipples as his thumbs and forefingers gently pinched and
manipulated these love buttons.

Mary began grinding her hot ass into the sheets and straining her
breasts higher and higher. Dax put oil now on her belly and began
gently rubbing it in. His eyes were blessed as he saw the oil run
down her belly into the fluffy pubic hair covering her already
greasy slit. One hand continued working her breasts as the other
moved down to her mound. He dipped periodically to her clit with
the palm of his hand. At this, a loud moan escaped her lips as
she reached for his hand and held it to her swollen pussey. Her
eyes remained closed. Dax allowed a finger to slip inside of her
hot cunt, and he could feel this tunnel tighten on his single
finger. He worked it around and deeper into her love hole while
his other hand remained on her heaving tits. She in turn grabbed
her other breast and started to manipulate its stiff nipple. With
this assurance, Dax reached forward and placed his lips on the
nipple he had been pinching. He body jumped and her hands grabbed
his head to insure against him moving it away. Dax put two more
fingers inside of Mary's swollen cunt and began to pump it as he
manipulated her clit with his thumb. She began to climax and her
body shook with convulsion after convulsion. After what seemed
like five minutes, Mary's  body came to rest. With her eyes open
she looked at this "strange man" and offered her thanks.

Dax decided not to take it too far the first time. He washer the
oil from Mary's body and toweled her off. He again put her to
sleep and left her with another post hypnotic suggestion to awake
feeling well rested and remember everything as a wonderful dream.


CHAPTER 3


     Dax could feel himself becoming more interested in what
wonders hypnosis had to offer he and Mary and their sexual
desires. He decided to take Mary to a new level of sexual
heights. He had helped Mary experience complete hallucination of
the senses on two different occasions. The first was to find her
on a secluded beach masturbating, and the second was a wonderful
massage by a great looking stranger. Now what? She had still
never had a stranger's cock in her body. Dax decided that would
be the next adventure. He would introduce Mary to this experience
on Saturday night.

     The week seemed to drag on. It seemed as though Saturday
would never come. Each time Dax looked at Mary he thought about
how exciting it would be for Mary to give her body to a strange
man; her lovely breasts, her round buttocks, her hot pussey.
Strange hands on her skin; her lips on another man's penis; his
hairy balls resting in her hands and on the soft cheeks of her
ass. He went wild with the thought of it. And then Saturday came.

     They spent their evening in the same fashion as usual. A
movie, a pizza and a bottle of wine were their entertainment. The
movie was not bad, the pizza was different and the wine was
great. Dax did have a hard time keeping his mind on anything
other than sex. As they prepared to retire, Dax's apprehension
increased. Mary had no idea what was to take place. As Mary
dressed in her night clothes to get into bed, again Dax's mind
wandered to thoughts of another man gazing on her wonderful body.
Dax snapped his fingers twice, his regular post hypnotic suggest-
ion that would place Mary into a deep trance state. He watched
her eyes close. A warm smile appeared on her lips, and she melted
into a deep sleep.

     Dax continued to bring Mary deeper and deeper into her
trance. He suggested to her that upon reaching her deepest trance
state she would begin to feel very sexy. He continued along these
lines for quite some time until he could perceive Mary actually
beginning to squirm. She was hot and wanted fucked. Dax told her
that he would soon wake her and when she awoke, she would find
herself all alone and extremely horny. She would dress completely
in a tight fitting outfit, get in the car and go to the all-night
grocery store. When she reached the store, she would complete the
shopping that she was going to do the next day. While at the
grocery store, she would meet a stranger with a green ribbon in
the zipper of his coat. As soon as she identified the green rib-
bon, the man wearing the ribbon would be the most exciting man
she had ever seen. She would have trouble taking her eyes off of
him. This would be the man she always wanted to make love to.

     Dax went on to explain that she would be attracted to this
man so much, because she may never have the chance to see him
again. He further told her not to concern herself with Dax be-
cause he would be out of town on business for two days. Before he
woke Mary up he decided to give her one more post hypnotic sug-
gestion. That suggestion took the form of the length of each of
her orgasms. He would pyramid them. He told her that the inten-
sity of her climax would be double what she ever experienced
before. After assuring her that she would remember nothing about
being in a trance, Dax woke Mary up. Now would follow the first
test. Would she awaken, go about the business of getting ready
for the grocery store and not be able to see Dax. He waited with
a great deal of interest as he watched Mary get ready to go to
the store. He sat in a chair in the corner of the master bedroom
silently.

     Mary got up from the bed and went into the bathroom off the
bedroom without acknowledging Dax's presence. He never took his
eyes off Mary as she began to pin her hair up to take a shower.
Her hair secure, she removed her night clothes, and Dax's blood
began to race. His thick penis began to grow as he viewed her
lovely bouncing breasts and the cleave of her ass cheeks. Her
soft pubic hair was brought into view as she turned. She stopped
in front of the mirror and began to admire herself. Her hands
reached up and gently cupped her ample breasts. Mary pointed the
nipples at the mirror and a smile crept over her lips. As the
thumb and forefinger of each hand pinched the generous pink
nipples of each mound of flesh her eyes rolled up and closed.
Maintaining her grasp on one of the nipples, she allowed her
other hand to dip down to her bush. Dax had never seen Mary alone
and unaware of a spectator. He now understood what a voyeur must
feel like. His hard rod stretched to its maximum length.

     Mary began to furiously rub her clit and manipulate her
breasts. Dax heard a soft moan and Mary turned from the mirror to
head for the shower. Dax's excitement continued as Mary entered
the hot stream of the shower and soaped every inch of her hot
body. She toweled herself off and moved toward the dressing
table. As she bent over to open a drawer, her buttocks were of-
fered to his intense view; so pink and round and tight. Suddenly
she removed a tight kelley green pair of slacks and tossed them
on the bed next to the dressing table. Next she removed a white
knit top and placed it next to the slacks. Mary entered her
undies drawer and withdrew a sexy pair of panties. As she reached
down for the panties, Dax could see her heavy breasts swing down
and undulate as if they had a life of their own.

     Mary stepped into the panties and pulled them up over her
tight buttocks. She quickly donned her slacks and pulled the top
on without a bra. Admiring herself in the mirror, her hands went
to her breasts, and she felt the weight in her hands. Satisfied
that her body would look its best in this outfit, she reached for
a comb. She combed her hair and reached for her make-up case to
place the final touches on this portrait. Uncontrollably, seminal
fluid began to seep out of Dax's straining cock. He began think-
ing about old baseball games to keep himself from blowing his en-
tire wad. Mary left the room and quickly grabbed her coat and
keys. She was out of the door before Dax could follow her through
the house.

     Dax quickly got his essentials and began looking for his
keys. He couldn't find his god-damned keys. His mind was reeling.
Suddenly he remembered that he had left them in his overcoat,
retrieved them and headed for the garage. He was shaking with an-
ticipation as he grabbed his jacket and reached into the pocket
for his green ribbon. His wife was off to the grocery store and
would likely find more that ground chuck upon completion of her
mission. He headed toward the grocery store with his cock still
heavy with anticipation.

     Dax's heart jumped once again as he pulled into the parking
lot and saw Mary's van parked there. Still shaking slightly, he
exited the car and began his journey into the store. On his way,
he recovered a shopping carts in the parking lot and pushed it
toward the automatic doors. He thought how humorous it must be
that some of the observers in the area were likely thinking that
he was doing his part to bring one of the carts back to the
store. Actually, he was trying to hide his substantial hard on.
As he entered the store, his eyes began to search for Mary. His
gaze then went to the zipper of his jacket to assure himself that
his ribbon was in place. It was. Where would she go first? He
would try the dairy isle. True to habit, Mary was at the dairy
section viewing the offerings. Dax just stood back and watched.
She was a good shopper, moving through the isles quickly captur-
ing all of those necessities that she was so used to buying.

     It wasn't busy in the store. There were only several shop-
pers there at the time. Many of them appeared to be single men
struggling through this chore. It didn't take Dax long to observe
that Mary had removed her coat and hung it over the back of the
cart. Soon, it became apparent that the men in the store were
watching her fine ass as it passed. When she reached for an item,
her breasts would often swing against the material of her top and
thrill the onlookers. Dax's cock remained hard and ready. He
decided that it was about time he allowed Mary to notice him. He
traveled the reverse way of the traffic pattern that Mary had es-
tablished so he could face her in his travels. As he rounded the
soup section, there she was.

     Mary was being followed casually by two men, one behind the
other. At this point they were merely pretending to shop. It was
obvious that they were benefiting from the view of her great
body. This excited Dax even more. Soon Mary's casual gaze met
Dax. She looked away and then her head snapped back to rivet on
the green ribbon of his jacket. She immediately began to blush.
She quickly looked away and began sneaking peeks at this
"stranger." As she turned the corner, Dax could see that she was
trying to see more of him. Again they appeared in the same isle,
the wine section, going in their respective directions. Mary
stopped to view the selection, Dax continued his slow walk toward
her. Dax knew Mary well enough to know that she would probably
not make the first move. It was his responsibility. As he closed
in, he stopped and asked her if she liked the brand of wine she
held in her hand. She indicated that she liked to try different
brands and types, and he indicated that he did also. As their
conversation developed, she became more talkative. They began to
walk in the same direction, talking about many of their inter-
ests. Her eyes periodically moved to his bulge. Her nose became
filled with his scent. She was getting aroused just walking next
to him. They found that they had quite a bit in common, ob-
viously, and Dax suggested that they meet for coffee some day.
Mary indicated that the idea sat well with her and assured him
that she would enjoy it. The next test was soon to come. Dax ex-
cused himself and told her that he enjoyed talking with her. She
offered her phone number and bid Dax goodbye.

     As she began walking away, Mary's mind must have gone into
high gear. The suggestion that she may never see this man again
must have assaulted her awareness. She turned and Dax continued
to walk. She caught his attention and indicated to him that she
didn't even know his name. He told her that his name was Eddie
and, she advised him that she was Mary. She then suddenly asked
him it he had plans for the rest of the evening. He smiled and
indicated that he did not. Mary then told "Eddie" that she was
not committed to anything either and thought that it would be a
shame to have to drink her bottle of wine all by herself. She
couldn't believe her own ears. Did that come out of her lips?
"Eddie" smiled and told her that it was late and she probably
shouldn't be unescorted to her home anyway. "Let's get to check
out and I'll follow you home," he offered. She agreed with a
smile and a shake of her head and they approached the check out
counter. Having completed this task they headed toward their
cars.

     Dax actually felt as though Mary was a stranger. She acted a
little differently. She was infinitely more sexy, and she moved
in such a way as to accentuate her lovely body. Dax continued to
imagine Mary being with a strange man, pressing her lips to him,
touching his strange penis and offering him all of her charms.
Naughtiness - that was it. It was naughty. Every conceivable sex
act invaded his mind. He couldn't remember being this aroused.
Soon they were at "Mary's home." She pulled into the drive and
exited the van with packages in tow. She fumbled with her keys
and opened the door. Dax was directly behind her, watching her
buttocks move under the tight material. He felt it curious how
her hands shook as she placed the key in the lock to allow them
entrance.

     Once inside, Mary told "Eddie" to make himself comfortable
and she would be right with him. "Eddie" went to the couch and
collapsed. He couldn't remember ever sitting on the couch. He
generally sat in an easy chair. He really felt as if he were in
someone else's house. He heard Mary getting glasses and ice to
chill the glasses. Soon she joined him in the living room,
deposited the tray of wine and sat at the opposite end of the
couch. Dax got a smirk on his face, and Mary understood. She told
him that she had never invited anyone over before, and Dax of-
fered a fake frown. She then hastened to mention that she was
married and it would probably be poorly perceived that she did
invite him over. "Eddie" told her that if she was uncomfortable,
he would leave. She indicated that she was uncomfortable, but she
did not want him to leave. She found him so interesting that she
wanted to know more about him. She wanted to know why he had ac-
cepted her offer to come over when he didn't even know her. Dax
pulled out all of the stops. "I find you to be one of the most
exciting women I have ever met and was hoping that I could get to
know you better. I can't very well get to know you if you are
sitting at the other end of the couch," he shared as he reached
and put his hand on her arm. They slowly moved toward each other
and their lips met.

     Her body felt new. After twenty years of marriage, he was on
fire. He felt her body tremble as she pressed her breasts into
his chest. His hand cupped the back of her head and pulled her
toward him. Soon her tongue touched his lip and begged for admit-
tance to his hot mouth. His tongue met hers and they seemed to
melt together. Dax placed his left hand under her sweater and
found a warm breast with its nipple plump and straining. He felt
the weight of her flesh. He gently pinched her nipple, and she
sighed heavily as her tongue reached farther into his mouth. His
hand now reached down and slipped into her slacks and beneath her
panties to cup the swell of her buttocks. Dipping into the moist
canyon of her ass cheeks, he squeezed and felt her respond by
placing her hand on his now gigantic cock. Suddenly she stopped
her aggression and seemed to become concerned. Dax asked her if
there was something wrong. "Eddie, I have to make something clear
to you. I am married, and I love my husband very much. I have
never done anything like this before, and I'm concerned that it's
wrong," she said.

     "Do you think that Dax would be really upset with us?" he
inquired.

     "Actually, it would probably be quite the contrary. Dax has
hinted many times throughout our marriage that the thought of me
making it with someone else would be a real turn on for him,"
Mary explained.

     "Well, I promise not to take it too serious, if you don't.
What do you say? You tell Dax what you want to. You know him well
enough to pick what to tell him and when," Dax urged. She smiled
at him and placed his hand back on her soft, waiting breast.

     After what seemed like only seconds, Dax reached under both
sides of Mary's sweater and lifted it over her head. He saw the
lovely breasts stretch upward as she raised her arms over her
head to accommodate his efforts. Her eyes were glued to his to
observe the appreciation on his face. His head immediately
dropped to her juicy nipple as his hand lifted her heavy tit to
his mouth. Again a moan escaped her lips, as her hand began work-
ing on the zipper of his pants. Soon they were both naked.

     Mary's love tunnel was wet with her own juices. She knew
that she had never been this excited, as the cream began running
down her legs and into the crack of her ass. In a quick motion,
her head fell onto his thick bone and devoured it. Up and down
she went trying to stuff every morsel of his eight inch cock into
her throat. Her hands manipulated the hairy balls as if she were
trying to prepare his cum for its inevitable exit. He wanted to
slide his tongue into her swollen cunt but didn't want her to
stop what she was doing. He just laid back and enjoyed what was
happening. Quickly, he felt the cum boiling in his heavy balls.
He was going to ejaculate. Without a word, he withdrew his vein
covered meat from her lips. He rearranged her on the couch and
threw her legs back forcing his tongue into the deep, dark honey
pot. She even tasted different. His lips began plucking at her
now hard clit, dipping his tongue deep into her hole from time to
time.

     Mary soon let out what can only be described as a deep
grunt. Her hips began pounding against Dax's face as she held his
head in place. Her breasts were flopping wildly as she shame-
lessly fucked his face with her dripping cunt. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
my god - Oh - Oh - Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she cried. It went on and
on. She continued to convulse as his tongue milked the cream from
deep in her hole. He had never seen Mary cum this hard of this
long. His face was becoming covered with her love juices and
detached pubic hair. Soon she lay there completely spent and
semi-conscious. Dax went to the rest room and acquired a towel.
He wiped his face, sat in his easy chair and continued to stroke
his huge erection.

     Dax exited the chair and poured two glasses of wine. He
moved to the couch and offered one to Mary. She took it with what
was clearly a weak hand. After a long sip on the cool wine, she
offered a huge grin and told him that she hoped he didn't think
that she was done. He returned the smile, took a sip of his glass
and returned to his chair, stroking his heavy penis. Mary quickly
recovered as the sexiest look came over her face. She moved over
to the chair and placed herself between this man's legs. She
placed her lips over his flacid penis, and he knew instantly that
she still had wine in her mouth. The sensation was great. He felt
the cool wine encompass his cock. Soon the wine was gone and only
her hot quick lips remained, sliding up and down his shaft. He
reached down and felt the weight of her heavy tits, bouncing as
her head pounded his penis. He looked down her smooth back to the
cleft between the cheeks of her tight ass. Surely, heaven was
like this.

     Dax had the greatest urge in the world to drive his thick
long cock into this woman. Suddenly he rose and began to push
Mary over to the couch, spreading her legs as she fell backward.
"Wait, Eddie. Would you please fuck me like a dog. I would love
to feel your huge bone in my cunt as your thighs pound against my
ass," she begged. Dax backed off and allowed Mary to get on her
knees. He looked down and saw her buttocks displayed before him;
her gaping cunt with soaked hair and dripping from excitement. He
took his cock in his hand and began to stroke it once again, as
he aimed it toward her dark slit. Her breasts undulating with a
gentle bounce, she waited to be filled with this strange cock.

     Dax's thick rod encountered no resistance as it parted the
lips of her fragrant hold and slid deep into this cavern of love.
Upon initial entry, Mary once again began to convulse with spasm
after spasm of orgasm. Her box engulfed Dax's pounding cock and
squeezed it tight. He drove deeper and deeper into her belly.
"Fuck me, fuck me harder, fuck me deeper. Drive that bone into my
cunt, mother fucker. Fill my guts with your cream. Fuck that
cunt, squeeze my ass; harder," she screamed.

     He could take it no longer. Deep within his balls he could
feel the cream exploding for release. Bang! It erupted. The first
convulsion, he squirted a huge load of cum into her cunt. He then
pulled his jumping rod from her hole and shot several volleys of
hot juice on her ass and back. She reached back and started to
smear the thick sticky cum over her ass and back. She grabbed
Dax's cock and continued to milk it as she cried with joy.

     They both collapsed on the couch into one another's arms and
fell off to sleep. Dax was the first to awaken. He went to the
rest room, cleaned up and returned with a hot wash cloth and a
towel for Mary. As he nudged Mary her eyes slowly opened. As soon
as she was aware, Dax snapped his fingers twice, and Mary's eyes
closed again. Dax told her that she would soon awaken, feeling
wonderful and remembering everything as though it actually hap-
pened. She would feel no guilt and would be proud that she
finally obtained the courage to make love with a stranger. He
further told her that she could feel free to tell him about her
experience in her own good time. Mary was awoken, freshened up,
went to bed and fell off into a wonderful natural sleep.

     The next morning she was surprised to find Dax home, think-
ing that he would be gone for another day. He told her that he
had finished his business early and had missed her. She im-
mediately reached for his cock and placed it in her mouth. 'Let
the games begin,' he thought. He also let his mind wander about
the next experience he would treat her to. He was on fire again.


CHAPTER 4


     Dax sat in the office as his mind began to settle down from
the day's activity. His pushed back from the desk, leaned back in
his chair, placed his hands behind his head and began to think
about the last hypnosex experience with Mary, his wife. As his
thoughts began to touch those moments when his wife was making
love with another man, his cock started to grow. With eyes closed
his mind began painting pictures of Mary parting her soaked
pussey so that "Eddie" could bury his straining cock. He was
convinced that it was time for a new experience. He would prepare
for another mind altering experience.

     The ride home was a blur. His mind focused on the events
that he would create for his wife's enjoyment. Up until this
point she had never shared with Dax that she had experienced
"another man." He pulled into the drive and pushed the button to
open the garage. Mary was in the kitchen as he entered. She
smiled, welcomed him home and offered her lovely lips to him.
Mary continued her efforts to complete dinner as Dax went into
the bedroom to change for dinner. As he undressed, he was happy
to see that the thoughts he was having on the way home nicely
affected the heaviness and length of his penis. He pulled it out
and began stroking it. He could feel his nipples tingling at the
thought of a new experience for Mary. Dax dressed and made his
way out of the bedroom.

     Dax entered the dining room and walked up behind Mary
placing his extended rod against the crack of her ass. He reached
up under her sweat shirt and cupped her bra-less breasts. Her
nipples stabbed his respective palms, and his cock jumped. She
pushed back slightly and indicated that she expected some of
"that" later and giggled. He assured her that she would be
pleasantly surprised. "What does that mean?" she inquired.

     "You'll see sweetheart. I want to see the look on your face
when you get it, so I won't spoil it now," he added. Dax was
trying to feel Mary out about the last experience she had, to
determine whether he was moving too fast and whether it turned
her on as much as it did him.

     "Tell me honey; have you ever entertained any thoughts about
making it with another man?" Dax inquired after they had finished
most of their meal.

     "You really do want me to fuck someone else, don't you? You
know Dax, I don't really know how to take you sometimes. I get
concerned that if I do experience another man you will find that
you don't really want that. I also get concerned that you will
think I am a slut", Mary responded.

     "I told you before honey, that I would get a little jealous,
but it would be a great turn on for me. I know you love me, and a
piece of ass wouldn't change that. I have more faith in our
relationship after twenty years of marriage to think that I would
care less for you. It's actually my request. Why would I get
angry with you. Like I told you before; if you ever want to or
get the chance to have a strange cock in you, I would love it",
Dax assured her.

     "OK, I'll take a chance. I did get fucked Dax. It was great,
and I wanted to tell you about it, but I was afraid to, because I
didn't want to upset you", she began to ramble. She got up from
the table and turned away from Dax as she finished her sentence.
Dax could feel the blood begin to flow in his loins, but he was a
little concerned about Mary.

     "Oh honey, you don't have to worry about that. You've said
it. I know it now, and I'm happy for you," Dax said as he
approached her from behind. He grabbed her arms and slowly turned
her to face him. Dax looked into her eyes, smiled and kissed her.

     "Are you sure that you're not mad?" she asked. She was
trembling slightly as she nestled into his strong arms.

     "No honey, I promise that not only am I not angry, I am very
turned on by it. Would you feel comfortable telling me about it?"
he asked.

     "Give me a minute while I think of where to begin. I'll put
on some coffee," She said. Dax watcher her move about the dining
room. His blood was beginning to boil as he saw her buttocks move
under her tight sweat pants and her breasts sway under her shirt.
He began to remember how Mary reacted to what she thought was a
stranger. He recalled how powerful her orgasms were. He could see
"Eddie's" hands on her breasts, his lips on her nipples and his
thick cock ramming her hole.

     Mary put a cup of coffee in front of Dax and began speaking
quietly, "I really don't know what got into me. It was so out of
character. I went to the store to pick up a few things while you
were out of town. I entered the store and really became conscious
of several men in the place. It seemed like they were all looking
at me. I started feeling really sexy. After a short time, I ran
into one man that really seemed to turn me on. I don't know what
it was about him. I just began thinking about how it would be to
touch him, have him touch me and I wanted to see his body. I'm
never like that. We talked and he really seemed to be too good to
be true. He was intelligent, witty and not pushy. I almost let
him walk out of the store, and then something came over me. I
decided that if I could get this guy to come home with me I
would. I kept hearing your voice in the back of my head telling
me that you wouldn't mind, and it would turn you on. I was
shocked when he agreed to come over for some wine. You look like
you really enjoy hearing this."

     Dax stood up, unzipped his trousers and displayed his
immense cock. She had never seen it this big. It's head was
swollen and shiny. It looked like a huge tower. Dax said, "this
should tell you how I feel about it." She went on to explain, in
detail, what occurred as Dax stroked his cock. Mary became so
horny telling Dax about it, that she put her hand between her
legs, pressed against her clit and swayed back and forth as she
finished the story. Dax reminded her that he thought it was
wonderful that she was able to have this new experience and
encouraged her to feel free to express herself in the future.
Both rose and moved toward one another in the dining room. They
fell into each others arms and joined in a deep kiss. Dax's hands
were all over Mary. She began pumping against his leg as he
continued to whisper sexy things in her ear about the man she had
made love with. They decided that they would go into bed.

     As they reached the bed, Mary crawled up pulling Dax after
her. As her head hit the pillow, Dax snapped his fingers twice.
Mary's smile began to fade and her eyes closed, as she seemed to
melt into the bed. She became completely relaxed and fell into a
deep sleep. Dax did what he could to make her more comfortable.
He adjusted the pillow, straightened her legs and told her that
she would fall deeper asleep than she ever had. She was again
ready to accept any suggestions that Dax would offer.

     "When you awaken, I will be out of town again. You will
begin to feel very sexy and horny. You will masturbate and enjoy
a beautiful climax, but it won't seem to be enough. You will want
to fill your love hole with a thick, long, glistening penis. All
you will be able to think of is this long cock. You can almost
taste it now. You will want to hold someone's heavy, hairy balls
in your hand. You will feel your swollen nipples tingle in
anticipation. Your breasts and buttocks will long to be held. You
are beginning to feel the need increase now.

     After you masturbate, you will dress in a sexy outfit and go
out to a single's bar to see if there is anyone there who
interests you. When you enter, I will be there but you will not
be able to see me. You will not notice me in any way. You will
then sit at the bar by yourself and order a glass of wine.
Several men may come up to you, but you will all but ignore them.
If they ask you any questions, you will coldly tell them that you
are waiting for a friend. If a man comes up to you and you hear
the words 'Green Ribbon,' you will become interested in this man.
He will be very similar in appearance to the man that you met in
the grocery store. You will not want this man to get away. You
will want to get to know him better. If you hear the word
'Catastrophe," you will explain to the stranger that although you
think he is nice, you are a married woman and must get home. If
you are comfortable with this man, you will feel free to invite
him to your house for
drinks. If everything feels right and you decide to make love,
you will do so in the bedroom." Dax was sure that in this
fashion, he could protect her from unwholesome types, someone who
would turn sour during their conversation and direct her in terms
of who she would be leaving with. The entire time that Mary spent
in the trance state, Dax's cock was hard and anxious to spill. He
controlled it, because he wanted to remain hot to see what the
rest of the evening held. He told Mary to remain in the trance
state until he woke her.

     Dax went to the basement and disconnected the cable from the
cable service and reconnected it to a VCR in the recreation room.
He then connected the wire from the TV to a video camera that sat
on top of a high dresser. After a little adjusting of the camera,
her returned to the basement to see that he would have a
ring-side seat for anything that would occur in the bedroom. Dax
returned to the bedroom to awaken Mary. She slowly became
conscious. Dax sad in the chair in the corner of the room and
watched.

     Mary began to squirm on the bed. Her hands went under her
shirt and grabbed her bra-less breasts. She began to shake them
and pinch at the nipples. Soon she removed it utterly and
continued to deeply massage her breasts. This was something that
Dax rarely saw. She slipped her hand into her pants as her head
bent back into the pillow. Shortly, in one motion, Mary slipped
her thumbs into the waistband of her sweats and slid them and her
panties down her hips and off. Her hand went immediately to her
slit and began rubbing her clit furiously. Breasts bouncing and
hand gyrating in her quim, Mary convulsed into marvelous orgasm.
Her eyes squeezed tightly shut, and her mouth opened, gasping for
air.

     Dax was forced to spill his cream as he watched Mary
masturbate. He continued to stroke his weapon as he watched Mary
get up from the bed and move toward the shower. He could never
get enough of the sight of her lovely buttocks as they rolled
with each step. Dax wished that the whole world could see and
appreciate this beautiful view. Mary pinned up her long brown
hair and stepped into the shower.

     Good use of the time was made by Dax as he waited for Mary
to dress. He prepared himself in the main bath room and double
checked the video equipment. He could feel himself begin to
shiver as he saw Mary walk across the bed room while she dressed.
Preparations having been made, Dax went out to his car, pulled it
down the street and waited for Mary to exit the house. He didn't
have to wait long, as soon he saw Mary's car pulling out of the
driveway and heading down the street. He was directly behind her.
She drove down the major highway for about four miles and turned
into a local single's lounge. He crawled slowly into the lot and
turned out his lights. Dax watcher her confidently walk from the
car to the lounge. He had never remembered her holding her head
so self-confidently.

     As she disappeared inside the lounge, Dax exited his car and
followed her. When he entered, he saw her sitting at the bar. She
looked great and already Dax observed a few of the men looking
her over. He took a position about three stools away from hers
and ordered a drink. There was no one in the bar that he
recognized. He had a little concern about that previous to
entering the place as he lived so closely. Soon one of the
patrons sauntered over to her and asked her something. Dax
couldn't quite hear what is was. She turned to him and said
something, and he returned to his seat. This happened on two
other occasions with the same result. Suddenly, a rather tall,
nice looking man in his mid-thirties walked into the lounge and
his eyes traveled over the bar. When he saw Mary, his eyes seemed
to light up. He began walking in the direction of her bar stool.
He sat directly next to Mary but said nothing. Dax did feel
comfortable with this man. He felt confident that Mary would
enjoy him.

     "Green ribbon," issued from Dax's lips. Mary seemed to relax
when she heard these words and crossed her shapely legs. Soon the
man next to her said something to her, and Dax observed her turn
toward the man and acknowledge him followed by a bit of a
chuckle. Dax began to get excited. It wasn't long before he
noticed the man getting up to pull Mary's chair out. They walked
together toward the dance floor and glided into each other's
arms. It was a slow dance and Mary's body was pressed against
this stranger. Dax's excitement continued to grow as he saw the
man's hand periodically dip down and touch Mary's buttocks. He
wondered what must have been going through the stranger's mind as
Mary's lovely tits were pressed against his chest. They danced
closer and closer as the minutes went by. Finally, they returned
to the bar and ordered another drink. Dax followed their lead and
ordered another.

     Dax watched them dance two times more and felt that this
would be a hot experience for all three of them. He wondered what
they must be talking about. Once again the stranger and Mary
began to get up. This time it was not to dance but rather to
leave. The stranger held Mary's coat while she slipped into it,
and Dax watched as the stranger's hands lingered on the lapels as
they covered Mary's ample breasts. Out the door they went
followed by Dax. Dax got to his car first, as his was closer to
the door. He was torn between sitting to see if they would neck
in the car or rushing home to prepare himself for the show he
hoped to have. He elected the latter and sped out of the parking
lot toward home.

     As soon as Dax reached home, he parked the car and slipped
into the house. Down the stairs he went and locked the door to
the recreation room. He turned on the VCR and the monitor and
again began to shake with anticipation. The moments seemed to be
hours. He sat with frustration creeping into his bones when
suddenly he heard a car in the drive. Mary and the stranger
wasted no time in getting into the house. Dax could faintly hear
the sounds of glasses and a wine cork being extracted with a pop.
He sat and watched with anticipation. Nothing appeared on the
monitor. He wished that he had the foresight to set one up in the
living room.

     When Dax was just about to think that nothing would happen,
he saw Mary enter the bedroom. She walked over to the clothes
tree and immediately removed her outfit. Dax's heart jumped as he
saw her shed her bra and panties. She reached into a drawer of
the dresser and removed a little lavender teddy with matching
panties. His cock jumped to attention as he watched her pull the
panties up over the balls of her buttocks and slide the teddy
over her head. She smoothed her hair, ran a comb through it and
admired herself in the mirror. This also excited Dax. She was
primping. He had never really seen this side of her. He felt like
a voyeur, and he loved it. Soon Mary exited the room.

     Dax sat impatiently waiting for Mary and the stranger to
return to the bedroom. It wasn't long. Now he could hear them.
The stranger's name was Marty, and he followed Mary over to the
area of the bed. Dax switched on the VCR. Their hands were all
over one another. Mary's hands dropped to Marty's trousers and
began working on the zipper. Suddenly, she dropped to her knees,
and Dax could see her free Marty's huge cock. Immediately, she
opened her mouth and engulfed his straining penis. Dax almost
came in his pants. He took his own cock out and began to stroke
it in long slow movements. He could see his wife's lips cover
this huge cock. Dax wondered if this is how it looked when she
sucked his manhood. Mary helped Marty as he shed the rest of his
clothes. Marty's cock jumped up and down as he moved over the a
chair to set his clothes down. Dax could see Marty's heavy balls
bouncing with his large penis stretching heavenward. Mary's hands
returned to his balls and her mouth to the head of his cock.

     Mary pulled Marty over to the bed and they collapsed in one
another's arms. Only moments went by and Mary's teddy and panties
were tossed to the floor. Her hands clawed Marty's tight buttocks
and continued to return to his thick member. Dax went wild as he
watched Marty cup the cheeks of Mary's tight ass cheeks and
squeeze them. Marty's hand dipped into the warm moist cleft
between Mary's buttocks and down to her hot hole. The stranger's
head searched for and found her beautiful nipples and began to
suck hard. Dax could hear Mary say, "fuck me, I need fucked, I
need fucked now Marty. Put your big cock in my slippery pussey
and fuck my brains out. Yes that's it, bite my nipples as you
drive that big bone in my hot cunt hole." Dax was going wild. He
couldn't take it. His cock began to erupt in huge gobs of jism
into the palm of his hand. He continued to stoke his cock as her
heard the lovely horny screams of Mary and Marty's deep grunts as
they collapsed together on the bed. What a great climax! The next
was sure to be better.

     The next thing that Dax wanted to orchestrate was being in
the room and participating in Mary's next adventure. But surely
that should be a story in itself.


CHAPTER 5


     It was a quiet evening in the den as Dax heard the clock
strike seven. Has hands moved effortlessly over the keyboard of
the computer, writing a letter to a computer friend in Baltimore.
The letter had served the purpose of turning him on as he shared
come rather sensual thoughts. Mary was washing her hair, and
music was playing softly on the compact disc player.

     Having finished his thoughts, his mind turned to the sight
of Marty's long wet shaft driving in Mary's dripping love tunnel.
That had to be one of the hottest times he had ever experienced.
It was the first time that Mary had ever had a strange cock
inside her body. Dax closed his eyes and remembered the sight of
Marty's hands on her well rounded buttocks. He could see his lips
on Mary's nipples; his teeth slightly and tenderly biting the
rock-hard pink tips. Marty's huge hairy balls resting in Mary's
hands. Her perfectly shaped lips spreading to admit the bulbous
head of Marty's straining cock. The thought that drove him the
wildest was when Mary was on her hands and knees. Tony came up
behind her with cock in hand and slipped it into Mary's dripping
cunt. Her lovely breasts were dangling and swaying. Tony reached
around and filled his hands with tit flesh as he drove his thick
rod deep inside Mary's hole. Dax almost had a climax just
thinking about it. He had to create yet another memory and wasn't
quite sure how he would do it.

     He had a good friend that always teased Mary about how
lovely her body was. Tony often followed Mary through the house
with his eyes when he came over. Mary seemed to enjoy Tony's eyes
on her body. A few times when they were in close proximity, Dax
had noticed that Tony had "accidentally" touched Mary. One time,
when Tony was helping her lift a chair to move it, Dax was sure
he noticed Tony's hands brush up against Mary's ample breasts and
linger a little longer than was necessary. Yet another time, when
they had gone fishing together, Tony came up behind Mary and
seemed to press himself into her fanny to demonstrate how to cast
the line. Mary didn't seem to pull away and if was obvious that
Tony wanted his cock in her. From time to time their eyes would
seemed locked in silent desire. Dax had even kidded Mary about
how Tony would die to have his hands on her naked flesh. It was
apparent that Mary had become excited at the prospect.

     He was somewhat concerned what Tony, or for that matter,
Mary would think if he simply suggested that Tony fuck her. No.
That just wouldn't do. He had to find another way. He wanted Tony
to have the benefit of Mary's lovely body, but he didn't want
Tony to know just yet. He and Tony had previously cavorted
together. They had previously enjoyed the same woman or women
together. How would it be if he told Tony that he found this
great woman, she was a real fox and she fucked like a mink. Would
Tony be interested in meeting her with Dax at a motel. It might
work.

     Dax would have to shroud the evening in mystery. The lights
would be subdued. Mary could even wear some kind of a fancy mask.
If she wore her hair differently than she usually did, Tony would
never suspect until it was too late that their lovely sex kitten
was Mary. The decision was made. Dax was convinced that she was
ready. He would hypnotize Mary and give her a post hypnotic
suggestion that she was the most lovely sex slave in the world.
She would assume the role of a high priced call girl. He would
send her to the motel to check in and prepare for her two lovers.
He and Tony would arrive and suck and fuck to their hearts
content.

     Now the task was to prepare Tony. They sat at the downtown
cafe that they usually frequented after work. Here they often met
with and got to know several women. Dax asked Tony if he had
recently got any new pussey. Tony indicated that it had been a
couple of months, and he was ready to fuck a snake if Dax would
hold it down. "Listen Tony, what would you say if I told you that
I ran into this great lady. She is about 5'3", 115 pounds, light
brown hair, lovely heavy titties, beautiful pink nipples, has a
cute little waist, with an absolutely wonderful ass and a great
set of legs. Now only that, but she wants to fuck both of us.

     "Get out of here. Where? Who do I have to kill?" Tony
humorously inquired. Dax could see the interest in his sex-crazed
buddy. Tony was a nice looking guy, and the thought of him
enjoying Mary's goodies was beginning to drive him nuts.

     "I'm serious. I talked with this lady, she is about forty
years old, and she said that she would love to take us both on.
Does forty years old bother you," Dax asked.

     "Hell no. Many ladies don't even get good until they're
about thirty or so. They have more experience for the most part.
The best piece of ass I ever had was thirty-eight. I'm game. When
do we meet this princess?" Tony panted.

     Dax informed Tony that he had tentatively set them up for
Friday night at about eight o'clock. He further added that she
would meet them at a motel. They were supposed to bring a bottle
of wine and their cocks. Dax when on to say that she was a little
shy and got a kick out of wearing masks and sexy clothes. Tony's
eyes were bulging as he listened with lust. The trap was set.

     Thursday evening, as Dax was preparing for bed, he decided
to put Mary into a trance and give her the necessary
post-hypnotic suggestions. As always, he snapped his fingers
twice, and Mary relaxed into a deep hypnotic sleep. He brought
her deeper and deeper into her trance. He asked her several
questions about previous orchestrated fantasies as his eight inch
cock began to grow. He loved hearing from her lips how she had
enjoyed the attentions of other lovers. He could see her breasts
swell as she related her deepest feelings. The soft lips of her
vagina filled with lust blood at the thought of her sexual
escapades. He could see her beginning to rub her legs together as
her excitement grew. Dax asked her if she would like to make love
with two men. Mary responded by telling Dax how it would really
excite her to have his cock in her mouth as a stranger filled her
pussey with his long pole.

     Dax directed Mary to clear her mind of all thoughts. He then
advised her that on the following night at six o'clock she would
become tired, go into the bed room and lay down on the bed. She
would begin thinking of her previous adventures, become extremely
aroused. She would close her eyes and again fall into a deep
trance. She would sleep for about five minutes. When she awoke,
she would walk over to the mirror and when she looked into the
mirror, she would see the most attractive call girl in the world.
Her only desire was to service her customers to the best of her
ability. She would get cleaned up, go to the motel, obtain a room
and await her customers. He further indicated that she would
bring some very sexy clothes and a facial mask with her. She
would wear the clothes and the mask. While she would feel free to
remove the clothes at any time she chose, she would feel
compelled to keep the mask on until she heard her name, Mary.

     When she heard her name, she would remove the mask and
realize that her customers were Dax and Tony. She would not feel
uncomfortable about this. She would remember everything and enjoy
each experience of the night. She was asked if she understood
everything and directed to repeat it. This she did without
hesitation. The stage was set. Dax woke Mary up and found that
she was extremely aroused. They enjoyed one another as they often
did after such sessions.

     Friday morning found Dax with a huge erection. This was not
uncommon, but he was unusually large this morning. His
anticipation kept him hard most of the day. Tony called at about
two o'clock in the afternoon to verify the night's arrangements.
Dax assured him that everything was on for the Holiday Inn at
eight o'clock. Tony indicated that he would meet Dax at the cafe
at six.

     Dax didn't go home from work, but went directed to the cafe
at about 5:30. He engaged in some small talk with some of the
regulars, and Tony came bouncing in at about 5:45 rubbing his
hands together. "Where is Mary tonight?" Tony asked.

     "Who knows. Maybe she's out finding her own piece of tail."
Dax said with tongue in cheek. He could only imagine the look on
Tony's face when he found out.

     "Yea, sure Dax. You'd just shit if Mary fucked around on
you. Although, I have to admit, with a woman like that around the
house, I don't have the foggiest notion of why you would ever
stick your dick in anyone else," Tony commented.

     "I guess people are something like taste in candy bars Tony.
Sometimes we feel like having a Milky Way, and every now and then
you want some other kind. If all you ever ate was Milky Way, you
would get tired of them. Have some other kind and the Milky Way
is even better the next time. Your wife is a knock out, and you
are going to suck and fuck someone else. Why is that?" Dax
inquired.

     "I see what you mean. I never quite looked at it that way
before. The way you described this woman has really got me
interested. What else can you tell me about her?" Tony quizzed.

     "I told you quite a bit. She is about forty years old, great
body, sexy way about her, gives great head and really enjoys
cumming. You will love it when you shoot your wad in this angel.
She will scream and cum in gushes," Dax assured him. They
finished a few more drinks and ordered a couple of bottles of
wine to go. Tony was visibly ready to fuck. He sat there
anxiously looking at his watch. It was time for them to move over
to the Holiday Inn. Dax told Tony to follow him, and they were on
their way.

     As they approached the room, Tony was almost shaking as he
thought about lovely undulating breasts with juicy pink nipples.
Dax wanted to shake but didn't want to give anything away. He
kept himself very calm and collected. Soon they stood in front of
the door and looked at each other. Dax said, "what are you
waiting for Tony, knock on the door." Tony tapped lightly and
heard from within a request to come in.

     The door was unlocked. They entered quietly noting that the
only light on was a dim light just inside the door. The voice
that they heard was a husky whisper. "Come in gentlemen; make
yourselves as home. I hope it's not too dark in here for you, but
I like it subdued. There are glasses in the foyer. Fix us a glass
of wine and get your asses over here. Both men were periodically
shivering with excitement, thinking about the mystery of it all.

     Tony poured the wine into three glasses on a tray while Dax
approached the bed. There she was. She graced the bed in the most
seductive fashion. Lying across the open sheets, Mary was dressed
in a lace black teddy with built in wire bra holding her lovely
breasts up for inspection, garter belt, black stockings and spike
heels. Adorning the upper portion of her face was a black cat
mask with red feathers framing her face. Hot. Very hot was all
Dax could think. His cock was rock-hard. This was his wife. He
had never seen this outfit before and continued to become even
more aroused. "Hello Janie. Have you been waiting long?" Dax
asked.

     "Too long. Now get over here and warm me up muther fucker. I
need some of that glorious cock," she demanded in her throaty
manner. Dax immediately melted onto the bed. Tony almost felt as
though he were being left out until Dax introduced them. Tony
told "Janie" that he was enchanted and began to remove his shirt.
Dax was kissing Mary and noticed how Tony riveted his eyes on her
body as he continued to undress. Dax indicated that they both had
an unfair advantage as he still had all of his clothes on.

     Mary said, "listen Dax, you and I have been around the
corner before. Why don't you have a glass of wine while Tony and
I get to know one another a little better." Dax's blood began to
boil. He anxiously awaited the moment when they would first
touch. Tony was no prude and had stripped all of his clothes and
left them where they fell. He was hotter than a firecracker. The
electric moment came. Tony, who had so often wanted to touch Mary
was now touching her and had no idea who she was. He began very
gently by touching his lips to Mary's.

     Soon their tongues touched and the kiss became more
passionate. Dax watched as Tony's experienced hands began
searching for the hooks to her garment. It soon fell aside. Her
breasts fell into the subdued light much to Dax's excitement.
Tony momentarily pulled back from Mary to gaze at her gorgeous
mounds. They were perfect in every way. They rolled gently from
side to side with Tony's advances. Her now hard nipples brushed
against the hair on his chest. He reached up to cup one of the
beautiful globes and pinch a nipple as he maintained his assault
with his tongue in her mouth. Dax had everything to do to keep
himself from cumming in his pants as he heard Mary begin to moan
as he had never heard her moan before.

     Tony released the snaps between Mary legs that held the
bottom of the teddy in place. It was cast aside, and Dax watched
as Tony's hand dipped down into Mary's soft pussey curls with one
hand as his other hand filled itself with pliant ass flesh. Dax
had removed his clothing and was slowly stroking his thickening
shaft. He had to be careful as he could cum at any moment with
such a hot scene in front of him. Dax watched as Tony's lips
began sucking harder on Mary's pert nipples. Her moans increased
in intensity, and she started rubbing her clit against Tony.
Mary's lover touched his lips to her belly and continued trailing
down to her fragrant muff. Mary moved around on top of Tony to
accommodate a position of 69 and lifted Tony's towering shaft
into her mouth. She took this love organ deep inside her mouth
and began to suck slowly.

     Dax's excitement continued to grow as he saw the globes of
Mary's ass come into view and Tony's hands surround them. Dax
moved toward the bed stroking his gigantic member. He reached
down and felt the weight of one of Mary's heavy breasts as his
hand moved up and down the length of his cock. Mary reached
around and drew Dax over to her. She released Tony's cock and
replaced it with Dax's. Just when Tony was about to feel as if he
had been abandoned, Mary switched to suck his tool again. Back
and forth she went bringing bliss to both men. Soon, both men
felt Mary begin to change positions. They released their
respective grips as Mary got on her knees, waving her fanny in
the air.

     "Tony, I want your thick bone in my hole now," she said.
Tony quickly agreed and moved into position for a rear approach.
He looked at the twin globes seemingly suspended in air and could
smell the fragrant odor of her dripping love tunnel. Tony guided
his now huge cock to the entrance to her gaping hair covered
hole. His could see the soft pink lips pouting out, waiting for
his organ. As the large mushroom-shaped head of his cock
approached Mary's slick quim, Dax watched in rapture stroking his
own monster. Tony's bone came closer and closer. Dax moved around
in front of Mary and offered his penis to her mouth. As Mary's
lips started to engulf Dax's cock, a deep moan escaped Mary's
lips and deep hot breath caressed Dax's cock. Tony's penis was
beginning to spread the lips of Mary's pussey. Slick with Mary's
emissions, Tony entered her effortlessly. Deeper and deeper his
cock traveled until his hairy balls were pressed tightly against
Mary's asshole. She could feel his balls bouncing softly on her
fanny as he pushed harder against her quim.

     Mary began to suck deeply on Dax's cock as Tony began
pumping slowly. As he withdrew his cock from Mary's dripping
cunt, Tony noticed how his thick shaft was glistening with her
juices. Again he pressed forward and felt Mary press her ass
harder against his bone. She continued to suck on Dax's cock as
she hollered to Tony, "Fuck that cunt hole muther fucker. Fuck it
harder. Deeper. Now." Her mouth continued to draw deeply on Dax's
cock. Tony was stroking wildly now. In and out. Deeper and
deeper. He twisted his hips as he drove forward and upward. He
rotated his long tool inside of Mary's hot cunt as he reached
forward and grasped one of her taunt nipples.

     Dax drove his cock into his wife's mouth and reached for her
other breast. The three of them continued to pound at one another
until Mary felt a new tightness in Tony's cock. He was going to
go off. She reached between her legs and began to massage Tony's
swaying balls. He drove once deep and hard as his hands grasped
Mary's tightening buttocks. Mary could feel the thick gobs of cum
shoot deep into her fuck hole. As Dax watched Mary's mouth slide
up and down his cock, he noticed her eyes, through her mask, roll
up into her head. At this point he knew she was cumming. Dax's
rod began to convulse as his cream crept up and out of the head
of his swollen member. Over and over again he felt gobs of jism
squirt into Mary's mount. She was now grunting deeply; trying to
get the most of her spasming hole. Tony, Mary and Dax fell to the
bed. They were all panting and somewhat out of breath. Dax heard
Tony say that he had never had such a nut as this. No one moved
for about fifteen minutes.

     Suddenly, Mary got up from the bed and moved toward the rest
room. Tony looked at Dax under half closed eyelids and asked him,
"where in the hell did you find this gorgeous animal?" Dax merely
smiled in response. Mary returned after refreshing herself and
poured three more glasses of wine, handing one to each of her
lovers.

     She pulled a side chair over to the bed and sat opposite
them. Tony said, "listen lovely lady, I would sure feel better if
you told me that this would happen again one day."

     Dax tapped Tony on the shoulder and said, "  'MARY' won't
mind, will you honey?" Mary removed the mask in one quick motion.

     "No Dax, I don't think I would mind, if you and Tony
wouldn't mind. I thought it was kind of fun, don't you think so
honey?"

     It took a full minute for all of this to register to Tony.
He was incredulous and had no idea what to say. Dax told him,
"don't try to understand right now Tony. Well will explain it to
you later. Just put your eyes back in your head, remember how
great it was and put your pants on."


CHAPTER 6


     Would his mind ever quit gravitating to thoughts of
gut-twisting climaxes, beautiful bodies and the dizzying aroma of
sex. Dax sat thinking of the excitement associated with some of
his recent adventures with hypnosis and sex. He had used hypnosis
on his lovely wife Mary on several occasions in scenarios ranging
from a massage by a hunk of a man to actually fucking he and a
friend at the same time. Their sex had never been so good. He
wasn't sure whether Mary would ever have broken fear's icy grip
had he not used hypnosis, but he was glad that she did. Now she
was free to experiment with her own sexuality without concern for
traditional guilt or jealousy.

     Dax did have to deal with his own guilt however. He
developed the usual arguments about allowing his wife to be
promiscuous. They included reputation, children, jealousy and
relationship. He felt quite confident that, as long as they were
discrete, neither his nor Mary's reputation would suffer. Their
children were all but grown now. Both daughters were away at
college. On the topic of jealousy, they had seen too many of
their friends break up or divorce because they were jealous of
another person. He was confident that no man or woman could
challenge their emotional commitments. If that were possible,
they shouldn't be together in the first place.

     Before Dax ever committed to involve himself in the
lifestyle of sexual freedom, he searched his heart. If Mary never
had a sexy thought about another man, she probably wouldn't be
normal. Should he allow himself to be jealous of that? Did he
want Mary to become enraged if he wanted another woman? Virtually
every man he knew strayed from time to time. When it was done
with deception it was always negative and sometimes resulted in
broken relationships. Had they not been broad-minded enough, he
was sure that they would have lost one another long ago. It would
have been a terrible waste, because in all other matters they
were the best of friends and excellent partners in life. Guilt
and jealous, as a result, were not valid issues. Their life had
been vastly enhanced with no danger of deception ruining their
relationship.

     Dax's mind began to work on sharing these principals with
others with two motives in mind. The first motive was, quite
naturally, to locate other individuals that turned him on. The
next was to promote the use of hypnosis in sex and the lifestyle
of sexual freedom. The day didn't go by that he didn't sign on to
the computer bulletin board service. They had a great x-rated
section that permitted him to chat with others about sex
anonymously. Obviously, most of the people that he chatted with
were women. They would share their sexual fantasies with him and
he with them.

     Dax had also left public messages on the system suggesting
that if anyone cared to discuss a swinging lifestyle or hypnosis
in the bed room that they should feel free to contact him. One
day after logging on to the system, he heard his computer beep.
This was accompanied by a message indicating that Don wanted to
chat with him. Dax responded to the page and welcomed the caller.
Don, a computer communicator from Western Illinois, inquired
whether or not Dax was serious about the use of hypnosis in the
bed room. Dax indicated that he was and explained some of the
uses of hypnosis to improve sexual relationships.

     Excitement was evident in Don's responses. Dax asked whether
Don and his lady had ever experimented with other persons outside
of their relationship. Don indicated that he had not, but would
not be opposed if Donna would consent. He went on to say that she
would likely not be interested, but that he would discuss the
topic with her. Dax suggested that Don allow Donna to read one of
the stories that he wrote on the topic. If she demonstrated any
interest, they could pursue the matter further. Don thanked Dax
for his information, indicated that the conversation had really
turned him on and assured Dax that he would get back to him.

     A few days went by and Dax heard nothing further from Don.
Then one day as Dax was jumping around the bulletin board system
he was again paged. He responded to the page and found Don
waiting to continue the previous conversation. Don indicated that
he had offered Dax's article to Donna and that she had found it
very interesting. Additionally he and Donna had discussed the
topic of "hypnosex" at length, became very aroused at the many
doors that this would open for them and fucked each other's
brains out afterward. Dax got a smile on his face as his mind
turned to moments gone by. He had similar experiences and could
identify with the other couple.

     Don asked Dax if he would ever be willing to travel to
Illinois to put on a demonstration of hypnosis. As he heard this
request, he could feel the warmth begin to develop in his pants.
Dax's cock began to grow thinking about the prospect of teaching
yet others to reach the heights that he and Mary did. He
indicated that it was possible that he could take a long weekend
and visit with them. Dax also told Don that there would be no
obligation to continue to pursue such avenues if after they met
him they did not feel comfortable. Don told Dax that he would
leave some electronic mail for him explaining how to reach Don's
house and other incidentals. They bid each other good bye and
signed off the system.

     Dax was an accomplished hypnotist. He had been using
hypnosis clinically for years helping police departments
interview witnesses for recall of events. He had never had the
occasion to use hypnosis on anyone other than Mary for purposes
of improved sex. This was indeed exciting. He would be able to
teach Donna how to improve and intensify her climaxes. He would
be able to teach her mind how to fly to a secluded beach with her
lover, shape her lover into any person she wanted and have the
best sex she had ever known. Don would also benefit by the same
abilities. He could stay harder longer, turn Donna into anyone he
wanted to, be more responsive to his partner's needs and
generally enjoy all of his adventures much better. His cock was
hard just thinking of all of the possibilities.

     The date was set. Dax had arranged for an extended weekend.
He would go to Chicago to attend a trade show for his business
and then scurry over to Western Illinois. As he drove, his
thoughts turned to his own sexuality and many of the experiences
he had over the years. He was getting a little older, but was
pleased that he had stayed in shape. As he hit the Indiana line a
smile appeared on his face. He was remembering several of his
friends and his children teasing him about how much he resembled
Indiana Jones. It wasn't only his appearance; he even acted like
him from time to time. The road continued to disappear under the
hood of his car as his mind turned to many of the hot times he
had experienced.

     His Chicago trip was basically routine. He pulled out of the
Holiday Inn Merchandise Mart and began moving westward. He
snapped in a cassette that responded with soft tunes designed to
invite thought. Invite it they did. Dax's mind again returned to
visions of previous hot moments; Mary's unbridled excitement the
first time she thought she was being touched by another man. Of
course this was Dax, but Mary's mind and body reacted as if it
were another man. New hands on her heavy breasts, a strange penis
poised at the lips of her quivering pussy, a sharp, warm tongue
pressed against her tight buttocks were the moments that traveled
through Dax's mind. He was becoming so rigid that he thought his
zipper would burst. Then there was the time that Mary had
actually touched another man for the first time. Dax could see
this as sure as if it were happening here, in the car, before his
very eyes. The miles clicked by on the odometer as visions of
hot, sweet encounters danced through his memory.

     The message and directions that Dax had received from Don
suggested that they meet at the lounge of a local hotel at eight
in the evening. Dax didn't have a problem with that. These people
didn't know him and would obviously be skeptical. What if Dax
were a gargoyle type with warts on his nose and rolls of fat
hanging from a copious frame? It was only prudent for them to
want to meet Dax in a neutral location so they could excuse
themselves if they were uncomfortable with him. Dax checked into
the hotel, got settled, cleaned up and headed for the restaurant
to get a bite to eat.

     Dining alone was an interesting experience. You don't
usually get bogged down in a conversation that distracts you, so
you can often analyze people a little better. You eat at your
leisure, scan the room for interesting people, and enjoy an
uncommon solace. Dax was convinced that his libido was in rare
form as his eyes locked on to a waitress with an usually
great-looking ass. As she moved across the room her buttocks
rolled with such grace that Dax could feel himself stiffen. Her
uniform was cut in such a way that her small but well-shaped
breasts danced nicely. He memorized her curves and her pretty
face so that he might use autohypnosis at a later date to make
love with her.

     Dinner being history, Dax lit a cigarette and sipped on his
after-dinner drink. He continued to evaluate the inhabitants of
the room. Now wouldn't it be great if that couple sitting at the
table next to the aquarium were Don and Donna. The lady had
beautiful brown hair, sparkling brown eyes, about 5'5" tall, with
a very lovely shape. She appeared to be blessed with full breasts
that seemed to be about a 34 C. She had the loveliest smile and
winning manner. They were enjoying their dinner and one another.
Dax was incredulous when he thought about all of the couples that
seemed to be in competition with one another as opposed to being
partners and friends. This couple seemed to be the type that
would not let jealousy get in the way of their friendship. Dax
could see their genuine laughter tickle through the room from
time to time. They looked at one another with respect, and Dax
liked that.

     Dax paid the check and got up from the table. As he began
walking away from the table his foot caught one leg of the chair
next to him and over it went. Nothing like being embarrassed to
tears as the room came to a silent halt. Putting on his red face,
he smiled at the couple next to the aquarium and exited the room.
The lounge, called "The Hound," was an interesting place. It
resembled a victorian scene. There were old British gas lights
throughout the room providing the only lighting. The floor was
made to resemble cobblestones, and there was piped in hansom cab
and other street sounds. He expected Sherlock Holmes and Dr.
Watson to come through the door at any minute. He walked over to
a rough hewn table and pulled out one of the heavy wooden chairs
to sit down.

     This decor was wonderful. The walls were graced with two
mounted deer heads and one huge moose head. In another corner was
a suit of armor complete with shield and sword. Old pottery and
pewter tableware accented the room. While glancing around the
room, he was startled by someone standing next to him. He gave a
slight jump in response to Bridgit's request to assist him. What
a great looking waitress. She was dressed in the costume of an
english barmaid. He bodice was very low cut and her cleavage
seemed to speak to him. He had difficulty removing his eyes from
her breasts to answer her. When he finally did look up he saw
that Bridgit was also possessed of an absolutely beautiful face
with slightly overlapping front teeth. She smiled and again
requested his order handing him what appeared to be a british
five pound note. She also told him that the specials were on the
reverse of what appeared to be english currency. He ordered a
tall rum and coke.

     As Bridgit walked away, Dax's eyes were glued to her lovely
buttocks as they swayed playfully toward the bar. He watcher her
as she placed the drink on a tray and returned to his table. As
she bent over to set a napkin in front of him Dax's eyes were
again treated to a cock-wrenching view of her ample breasts. Once
again she bent over and placed his drink in front of him. Dax
said, "Good god almighty, if you continue to serve drinks to me
like that, I'll be ordering one every minute."

     Bridgit grinned at him and told him that it was early and
that it would be best if he paced himself. "Only if you promise
that one day before I die you will fall passionately in love with
me and let me drink a small cup of your bath water," Dax teased.

     The lovely waitress again chuckled and bounced away from the
table. Dax was enamored by Bridgit to say the least. She made him
want to ask the one about, what's a nice girl like you etc. Dax
was thinking that it was rather slow in the lounge as he heard
the sound of what appeared to be Big Ben sounding seven o'clock.
Just another hour to kill, thought Dax. He wanted to gulp his
drink just so Bridgit would return with another. Ten minutes went
by, and he could feel the lovely waitress sneaking peeks at him
from time to time. He wasn't peeking; he was staring, and Bridgit
didn't seem to mind.

     She returned to his table and asked if there was anything
that she could do for him. She quickly caught what she had said
and stumbled with the words, "well you know what I mean."

     "Unfortunately, young lady, I do. However, I would like
another drink if you wouldn't mind," Dax responded. She again
smiled and danced off to acquire another rum and coke. She
returned more quickly this time as the bartender wasn't very
busy. Once again her lovely globes bounced in front of Dax's
eyes. This time he was not quite so obvious in his appreciation.
He thought it would be better to be cool and collected and not
seem too anxious.

     Bridgit stood and talked with him for a while about the
obvious interests before she was called away to another table.
Dax had learned that she was twenty-nine years of age. She had a
four year old daughter. She had returned to school in an effort
to get her degree in computer science, and she had only been
working here for about three days. Bridgit had recently broken up
with her boyfriend, but she really didn't care to discuss that in
any detail. Dax felt comfortable that she had some interest in
him. He indicated that he was married and filled her in on the
other usual details.

     Dax's lovely waitress returned several times and offered him
a smile every time their glance met. At about 7:50 the couple
that was sitting next to the aquarium in the restaurant walked
into the lounge. They glanced at Dax, and his discomfort returned
about almost falling on his ass in front of them. They selected a
table three tables over from Dax and were seated. Bridgit was
soon there to take their orders. Again they demonstrated their
mutual excitement and interest. Things began to perk up a little.
Two other couples entered and were seated. Several single men and
women came in and gravitated to the bar. When the music began to
play the atmosphere was somewhat changed. No longer did Dax feel
as though he were trapped in a time warp. He was a little
saddened at the loss of the victorian era.

     Now the hard part came. There were several couples in the
lounge and many singles. How in the hell would Dax be able to
determine who Don and Donna were? His eyes traveled the room,
hoping that someone would offer some signal. One of the new
couples who had entered seemed to be making more than usual eye
contact with Dax. He got up from his chair and went over to their
table. He approached the man and asked if his name was Don. "No,
I'm sorry, you got the wrong guy," responded the man. Christ, did
he ever feel like an ass hole. Why couldn't he have agreed on a
signal that they could use? He excused himself and returned to
his table. No sooner did he get re-seated, the man from
restaurant aquarium approached him. "You look as if you could be
Dax," he said.

     "You have to think me a real klutz," Dax smiled as he rose
to shake Don's hand.

     "Oh, you mean the chair in the dining room. No, don't worry
about it. I slipped on my ass getting out of the car to come in
here. There wasn't anyone around so I didn't feel so bad. Why
don't you come over and join us," said Don.

     Dax gathered up his glass and followed Don over to his
table. He was very pleasantly surprised that this was the couple
that he would get to know. Donna was even lovelier up close. She
had such a pleasant voice and demure handshake. Dax enjoyed the
way she continued to hold his hand while they were being
introduced.

     "Can you really accomplish all of the wonderful things that
I read about through hypnosis Dax?" inquired Donna.

     "I hesitate saying 'yes' without reservation. You can do
many things and do them quickly if you are a good subject. If you
are not what is referred to as a somnambulist, it may take
practice and the necessary time would be increase," offered Dax.

     Don asked, "how do you determine whether or not someone is a
good subject?"

     Dax explained, "it is often a matter of trial and error.
Some methods work better with one person than another. One thing
is for sure, each of us can experience hypnosis to one degree or
another. Your sexual experiences can always be improved. If you
feel comfortable, after we finish our drinks, we can go to the
room or to your place and experiment. If you become
uncomfortable, we can stop and return for a leisurely chat."

     Don and Donna looked at one another, smiled and agreed to
give it a shot. They indicated that they would feel more
comfortable if they were to go to Dax's room. He assured them
that it was fine with him, that he would pay his tab and see them
in room 338 as soon as they were ready.

     Dax walked up to Bridgit, tapped her on the shoulder and
asked for his bill. She seemed a little disappointed that he was
leaving. He told her that he had a meeting and may be able to
return later. She didn't respond; she merely smiled. Dax turned
to walk away when he heard her say, "I hope you can make it back.
We're open till 2:30." Dax smiled and exited the lounge.

     As he walked toward the room, he felt a shiver of excitement
run through him. He hoped that both of the subjects would be deep
trance subjects. He would interview them about what they hope to
accomplish when they got to the room.

     It didn't take long for Dax to hear a knock at the door. He
quickly opened the door and was faced with a couple that had a
look on their face as if they were at the door of a house party.
Dax immediately asked them for their coats and secured them.
"Come in and make yourselves comfortable. I'm sorry I can't offer
you anything to drink right now. After we talk for a little while
we can have a cocktail or some wine.

     The interview proved interesting and gave him a good idea of
what the couple hoped to accomplish. Donna indicated that she was
very nervous, but added that she was raised to believe that it
was sinful to wander from one's intended or chosen partner. Don
was surprised to hear her say that she had had thoughts about
other men just as any other woman would. She indicated that she
would likely not want fear or jealousy to threaten her
relationship.

     Dax was able to determine that her orgasms were generally
standard, and she was in good physical and psychological health.
She thought that it would be great to be able to fantasize about
making love in another, more adventurous time. She wanted to be a
girl on the Spanish Gold Coast who had been kidnaped by pirates
aboard a frigate and rescued by a dashing swashbuckler who looked
very much like Richard Gear. She thought that he was one of the
most sexy men she had ever seen.

     Don was then interviewed, and Dax was satisfied that he too
was sound and had normal fantasies. All of this excited Dax. He
was happy that he had established a rapport with this lovely
couple. Dax then said, "let's now get down to business. Donna, I
am first going to show you how to relax so you can enjoy the
experience." He moved a chair away from the table and placed it
facing a blind corner of the room. Donna was instructed to sit in
the chair and focus on a point on the wall. Dax began speaking to
Donna and showed her how to relax more completely. Soon it was
apparent to Dax that Donna would be a good subject. He put her
into a light trance and continued to speak to her. Deeper and
deeper she went. Soon she was very deeply asleep.

     Dax instructed her to remain in a deep trance and not to
awaken until she was told to wake up. Don was simply amazed as he
asked, "do you mean to tell me that she is completed hypnotized?"
Dax assured him that she was. He went on to explain that he would
do a few experiments to better illustrate what was happening. Dax
turned to Donna and gave her a post-hypnotic suggestion that when
she heard the words "the rain in Spain falls mainly in the plain"
she would find herself on a desert island all alone. She would be
on the beach. She could hear the gulls and the waves rolling
against the shore. She would have the desire to take her clothing
off and bask in the warm rays of the sun. She would be completely
alone and could then do anything that she wanted.

     The suggestions was also give that from now on, when Dax
snapped his fingers twice, she would fall into a very deep
hypnotic trance. He also gave her the ability to create any dream
that she wanted to. All she had to do was to envision the person
she wanted to be with, where she wanted to be and what she wanted
to be doing; she would then say the word "Alpha" to herself,
close her eyes, and she would fall into a deep sleep for ten
minutes and have the dream she fashioned.

     At this point Donna was woken up slowly and told that she
would remember nothing of the experience. She was also told that
she would feel very refreshed and rested, as well as very sexy.
"Now wake up feeling wonderful," Dax urged.

     Donna told Dax and Don that she felt good but really didn't
think that it had worked. Dax had a self assured smile on his
face and indicated to the couple that this was often the case but
she really was very deeply asleep. She disagreed with Dax, but
did indicate that she was grateful for being taught how to so
deeply relax. She hadn't felt this good in a long time. Dax asked
her if she would like a demonstration of post-hypnotic
suggestion. She indicated that it would interest her. "The rain
in Spain falls mainly in the plain," were Dax's next words.

     Donna got up from the chair as her eyes seemed to be focused
on something far away. She kicked off her shoes as her fingers
started to unbutton her blouse. Don couldn't believe his eyes.
Donna was normally very modest about such things. Her thumbs
hooked themselves inside of her slacks and down they came. She
curled her arms up behind her back and unfasten her bra. There
was a look of embarrassment and excitement on both men's faces.
Don opened his mouth to speak not knowing whether he should do
so. Dax looked at Don and said, "feel free to talk if you want
to. She can't hear or see you."

     As her bra fell to the ground, she slipped her panties off
and discarded them also. There she was in all of her lovely nude
splendor. Her bold breasts spreading across her chest as she
stretched feeling the warmth of the sun lick her body. Her
buttocks were flexed tight as she stood on her tip toes trying to
get closer to the sun. She let out an appreciative moan as she
lowered herself to the bed. Dax and Don watched as she lay there
soaking up the sun. She soon turned over to offer her backside to
the warmth. Dax's cock was hard now. Not only was he very excited
sexually with this vision, he was excited that he was able to
share this wonder with Donna and Don.

     Dax explained much of what was happening to Don. Soon Donna
rolled over and began to squirm. Her hands went to her breasts
and the thumb and forefinger of each hand were rolling her
nipples gently. She squeezed her thighs together and began
moaning. Don was very excited as he told Dax that he had never
seen Donna touch herself. He was amazed at how erotic it was.
Donna's left hand suddenly dropped to her soft public hair and
her legs opened slightly. She was searching in the folds of her
pussy. Her fingers were now wet with excitement.

     She gently ran her slippery fingers over the lips of her
swollen pussy. Don was convinced that this was likely the hottest
he had ever been. He wanted to rip his clothes off and fuck her
like he had never fucked her before. Dax calmed him down and
advised him that there would be time for that later. The
experiment should continue. Don agreed, but could not take his
hand off of his rock-hard cock.

     Dax walked over to the bed and snapped his fingers twice. As
soon as he did, Donna returned to her deep sleep. Dax instructed
her that he would wake her soon. When she woke up, she would
remember everything that occurred. She would remember it without
embarrassment and feel very pleased with herself. Additionally
when she heard the word "Beta" she would feel a mini climax and a
tingling in her nipples. She was instructed to place herself
under the sheets and wake up slowly.

     Soon Donna was awake. She simply starred at both men. "I
can't believe it. It was one of the nicest dreams I ever had. It
was so sexy. I didn't know I could get that turned on. Holly
christ! My clothes are off. What happened to my clothes?" Donna
asked.

     Don responded to her first, "you took them off when you were
on the beach honey. It wasn't just a dream. It really happened.
We saw everything. Do you feel OK?"

     "Yes I feel great, but I can hardly believe that I took my
clothes off in front of Dax. I don't even ...." Donna began.

     "...Know me?" asked Dax. "No you don't, but apparently you
felt comfortable enough with me to do just that. You can now do
other wonderful things. Do you remember the post-hypnotic
suggestion that I gave you about creating your own dreams?"

     She indicated that she did, and Dax urged her to try it now.
Donna thought for a minute and said the word "Alpha" out loud.
She soon fell into a deep sleep. Don and Dax watched what
appeared to be a fitful sleep, but the looks on Donna's face were
those of ecstasy and lust. They watched slight movements of her
body as if she were having a wonderful sexy dream. In exactly ten
minutes she woke up and sat bolt upright in the bed. She clutched
the bed sheet to her breasts, but walked on her knees over to the
two men. Both men had large smiles on their faces. She reached up
and kissed Don. "It was absolutely wonderful honey," were her
words.

     She offered her lips to Dax who hungrily accepted them. She
have him a big kiss and said, "I don't know how to thank you Dax.
These feelings are probably the best I've ever had. I am still so
hot I don't know what to do with myself." Dax's cock hardened
even more as Donna pressed her sheet-covered breasts against him.
As she hugged him, he was offered the greatest view of her
buttocks over her shoulder.

     Dax, trying to keep his wits about him said, "and the nice
thing about it is that you can do this anytime you want. I want
to show you something else Donna. 'Beta!'" Donna sank back onto
the bed and let the sheet fall from her body. Her eyes rolled
slightly as the small climax began to diminish. "Anytime you want
to get to small nut, just say the word 'Beta,'" Dax assured her.
"Now I'm going to ask you both to come back tomorrow night if you
would like. I want to work with Don and teach you both how to do
some other amazing things." Donna got dressed, and she and Don
thanked Dax as they left the room.

     The clock at the side of the bed read 11:37. Dax didn't
really feel tired, and he wanted to see Bridgit again, so he
freshened up and headed for the lounge. The lovely waitress
seemed awfully happy to see him return. She came quickly over to
his table and asked him if he needed anything. This time he told
her, "you'll never know, but I'll settle for another drink."

     Bridgit said, "I'll get you the drink, but I would like to
know." She pranced away with what appeared to be an extra effort
at swinging her fanny. It didn't do unnoticed by Dax. He was so
aroused after having seen the experience that Donna just had that
he badly wanted to make love with Bridgit. He could think of
little else.

     Soon she returned with his drink. This time when she placed
it in front of him she intentionally lingered to expose her large
breasts to his gaze. He took full advantage of it and said,
"please tell me that you have fallen passionately in love with me
and can't live without me."

     "I don't know that that is the case, but I would like to
spend some time getting to know you better. It's a little slow
right now. Would you like me to see if I can get off a little
early," she asked.

     "I would love that," Dax hastened. He was wondering whether
or should just be straight forward and ask her to his room, or if
he should offer to take her someplace for a drink or coffee.

     He didn't have to wonder long. She returned to say that she
could leave in fifteen minutes. "Would you like to just go up to
your room and we could have something sent up?" she inquired.

     "That would be great. What if I go up and get the drinks
ordered so we won't have a wait? What do you like to drink?" Dax
asked.

     "Scotch and water is fine. No, make is white wine. See you
soon. I got the room number from the restaurant. OK, so I was a
little curious," she said with a smile.

     Dax hurried to the room and placed the order for room
service. He also ordered a sea food snack tray. The time wouldn't
pass quickly enough. In a short time there was a knock at the
door. He jumped to answer it. It was room service. He admitted
the server, signed the check and quickly offered the tip. No
sooner did he get the tray over to the table, he heard another
knock at the door. His blood began to run more quickly. It was
Bridgit. She was dressed in a lovely pastel sweater that paid
sufficient accent to her lovely breasts and dark slacks that
gratefully hugged her rounded buttocks. "Please make yourself
comfortable," Dax offered.

     She sat at table and told Dax that he shouldn't have gone to
all this trouble. He assured her it was no trouble and joined
her. They enjoyed some interesting small talk as they completed
the snacks. Bridgit asked Dax if he would mind if she freshened
up a bit. Dax told her that his place was her place. She gave him
a little kiss and moved toward the bath room. Dax was anxious to
hold her in his arms. Soon he heard the water running in the bath
tub. He hadn't thought that she was this serious about freshening
up. Apparently she was. Well, he could wait. He poured himself
another glass of wine and settled down for the wait. Soon Bridgit
called his name. He approached the door and asked if she needed
anything. She asked him if he would object to washing her back.
The smile spread across his face as he entered the bath room.

     She twisted to hang up the last remnant of her clothing and
Dax was treated to a view of her exciting buttocks. Naked, they
were even more exciting with the deep groove separating them and
the soft curls nestling within.

     She turned to him and came toward him, and he watched
shocked  and fascinated as the twin breasts swayed from side to
side, making the nipples dance. With a cute smile she stepped
into the tub, bringing her hot sweet flesh within inches of his
throbbing cock.

     He couldn't take his eyes off of her as she slid into the
water and urged him to join her. His clothes fell like rain.
Somehow they managed to twist their limbs so that the both fit
well into the tub, her legs resting neatly on his and curled
around his hips. She handed him the soap and asked him to wash
her. His initial attempt was on her back, but soon the temptation
proved too much for him and he concentrated on her bountiful
breasts, covering them in lather.

     She giggled as his hands massaged the firm flesh and tweaked
the hard nipples. He had an overwhelming urge to suck her begging
nipples, but decided that the lather would likely not be to his
liking. He confined himself to running his hands over her
breasts, tweaking her nipples with his thumbs, making her shudder
with excitement. Her red lips were parted and she was breathing
heavily while her sensuous eyes were hooded, making her look like
a feline predator waiting to spring on its prey.

     Dax knelt up and washed her flat stomach, taking his time,
tantalizing himself until he could hold back no longer. He
reached down into the forest that obscured the new object of his
desire. He soaped the thick fur and then, using the soap he
pushed the hair aside to reveal her rosy slit. He parted the
puffy lips gently and eased a finger inside her volcanic hole.

     Bridgit moaned out loud and laced an arm around his neck and
brought his face towards hers in a deep hungry kiss. Her tongue
forced itself between his lips and into his mouth. It was
frantic, agile and quick as it searched for Dax's tongue. He was
still sliding his finger in and out of her hot cunt while his
thumb rubbed her growing clit. His other hand was still squeezing
her breasts and nipples. Their embrace became more and more
passionate and his cock was jerking around like a taunt fire
hose.

     Finally they broke apart, both of them flushed with erotic
desire. Bridgit stood up and stepped out of the tub grabbing a
towel and wiping herself off. She pulled Dax to his feet and
wiped him dry. He couldn't remember the last time someone dried
him. I reminded him of his childhood, but there was nothing
child-like about the raging erection which she also paid
attention to.

     She dropped the towel to the floor as their warm, moist
bodies met in a new embrace, and they kissed deeply once again.
His stiff bone was pressed up against her hard belly as Dax
noticed the bed which seemed to beckon to him. When they got to
the bed, she again took the initiative. She pushed him back on
the bed. He felt awkward as his legs dangled off the end of the
bed. Her hands had found Dax's erect pole and were gently
stroking it up and down. Bridgit held the hard cock upright as
her lips lowered to meet it. He felt her lips close around it.

     His cock was getting wetter and wetter as she left a trail
of warm saliva with each plunge, and his organ was jerking
powerfully in the sheath of her lips. He could hear the erotic
slurping noises as she eagerly and expertly swallowed his
pulsating ramrod to the back of her throat. Dax's hips were
responding to her rhythm by lifting to meet her attack,
penetrating her more deeply. Deeper and harder she sucked. Dax
knew that he would not be able to withstand much more without
loosing control. Dax stopped her with a groan of passion. "Wait,
wait Bridgit. I don't want it to end yet," Dax pleaded.

     Dax began kissing her body. He sucked on her nipples as her
moans came in harmony with his efforts. He reluctantly let a
nipples escape as his lips traveled down her body, kissing and
licking every inch of her flesh as he slowly slid down to his
target area. He could feel her hands trying to hurry his journey,
but he resisted and took his time, savoring the texture and taste
of her flesh. Soon he reached the forest of public hair from
which rose an intoxicating aroma of pussy juices. Her legs parted
and he could see the pink, puffy lips nestled in the patch of
hair, glistening with arousal.

     His tongue plunged into the hot lava of her love volcano. He
knew that she would not release her grip on him until he sucked,
licked and lapped her hot cunt to explosion. With his hands
firmly holding her wiggling buttocks, he furiously drove his hard
tongue into her body massaging the walls of her cunt, darting
from side to side and gathering up the love juices. Soon
Bridgit's cunt exploded and poured its cum inside Dax's waiting
mouth. He drank her womanly nectar as if he would never have the
chance to do this again. She screamed as her climax broke and
seemed to swallow her up.

     Dax didn't want her to loose all of the excitement of her
climax as he swiftly mounted her, and using his fist aimed the
head of his eight inch rod into her very slippery pussy, parting
the puffy lips and scouring through the hot liquids until his
cock was fully embedded in her. He eased his hands under her
ample ass cheeks and grasped the resilient flesh, pulling her
upward as he shoved his cock yet deeper into her tunnel. Her body
immediately responded and the embers of her previous climax
flared into life. She started to meet every thrust with an upward
heave of her hips.

     It was Bridgit's body that first broke the stride. Suddenly,
her hips froze the rhythm and then started to jerk up and down
very fast, thrusting her cunt more fiercely over Dax's huge
organ. Her greasy pussy was endeavoring to swallow his cock whole
and keep it in the greedy clutch of her vaginal muscles. She
screamed in jolts. The fierce clutch of her wet cunt on his cock
was too much for him to take. His back stiffened and arched while
his cock attempted to find new depths. Very soon his cock pole
began to erupt furiously into Bridgit's tight, hairy cunt hole.
They slipped into sleep almost immediately afterward.

     The next morning when Dax awoke, Bridgit was gone. He found
a note on hotel stationary wherein she excused herself and told
him that she hoped to see him again soon. Dax read the note as he
tried to blink away his sleep. He rolled around the bed
remembering the wonderful evening. After a time of lovely
thought, he got up and took a shower. He dressed and went down to
the dining room to have some breakfast. When he returned, the red
message light was flashing on his phone. He called down to the
desk to find that there was a message for his to call Don.

     After speaking with Don, it was decided that they would
again meet this afternoon at about two o'clock. Dax had brought
his lap top computer with him and was able to get a little
writing in. He also wiled away part some of the day shopping and
reading. He was anxious to meet with Don and Donna to see what
other successes they could achieve.

     Two o'clock soon arrived and shortly thereafter there came a
knock at the door. Dax went to the door and opened it with a
smile. Donna's brown eyes were staring into his own, and Don was
standing just behind her.

     "Please do come in," Dax said as he stepped aside. "Did you
have a good evening last night?"

     Don hastened to respond, "I don't think we ever had such an
exciting day in our lives. When we got home we continued to talk
about the experience and conducted several experiments ourselves.
Donna was able to have several dreams. I merely watched, and it
was a very hot time. I was also able to use the post-hypnotic
suggestion "Beta" to give her multiple minor orgasms. It served
as a remarkable addition to our regular foreplay," said Don.
Donna seemed a little embarrassed by the descriptive narrative.

     Dax explained that it was now Don's turn to experience the
trance state. Don was asked to take a seat, and they got
immediately under way. Dax helped Don relax through a method that
requires the subject to flex and relax various parts of his body.
Soon Don was completely relaxed, and Dax began speaking softly
and clearly. After a short while Don was in the trance state. Dax
continued to work with him and deepen the trance.

     In the minutes that passed, Dax taught Don how to use
auto-hypnosis to hallucinate visually. He was able to change the
sight, sound, taste and feel of his partner. His post-hypnotic
suggestion was precipitated by the words "hypnosex partner." When
he said of heard the words "come back" all of his senses would
return to normal. He was also given the suggestion that when ever
he heard the words "rock-hard cock," he would get an immediate
erection. He was also told that when he said of hear the words,
"relax it," his erection would subside. Dax woke him up slowly,
assuring him that he would feel wonderful and well rested.

     As Don opened his eyes his head dropped to his hands. When
asked how he felt, he answered that he felt great and wanted to
know how he did. He was told that he did very well and was now
capable of doing some remarkable things. "Go ahead and try it
out," said Donna.

     Don repeated, "hypnosex partner," and stared at Donna in
shear surprise. He got up and walked over to her, putting his
hands around her waist. His lips sought hers as his right hand
dropped to the cleft of her buttocks. They were beginning to get
carried away when Dax spoke the words, "come back."

     Don was shocked at who he found in his arms. "I almost feel
guilty Donna. You were someone else. I was kissing someone else
and feeling her ass," Don said in wonder.

     "Was it exciting?" Donna asked. Don assured her that it was
and told Dax that it was unbelievable.

     "Rock-hard cock," were the next words out of Dax's mouth.
Immediately the front of Don's pants developed a huge bulge. Don
was again amazed. He couldn't believe that his penis could be
this hard on demand. He wanted to know how this was possible.

     Dax went on to draw an analogy for them. He inquired as to
whether or not Don ever woke up in the morning, not necessarily
horny, with a huge stiff. Don told him that he had. Dax continued
to explain that an erection was merely blood rushing into the
penis. There is a part in the brain that directs blood to the
penis upon arousal. The mind controls so many of our functions.
It is a simple matter to control this when all conditions are
right. He also explained that often men question themselves about
impotence because even when they want to get an erection, they
sometimes can't. They begin to question themselves. If you ever
get an erection upon waking up in the morning, your mind was
likely relaxed and thinking about sex. We all have mental images
that can make us aroused. Sometimes we don't know exactly what
they are. Don's cock remained hard as Dax explained. The words
"relax it," were then spoken, and Don's erection began to go
down.

     "Now, let's work with Donna some more. OK with you Donna,"
Dax asked. She responded in the affirmative and was asked to take
a seat. She sat in the chair and was questioned about whether
there was anything specific she wanted to learn how to do. She
indicated to Dax that she was very impressed with what Don had
been able to do, and she would like to be able to bring on
hallucinations as well. Dax snapped his finger twice, and Donna's
chin fell slowly to her chest in complete relaxation.

     He took her deeper and deeper into a wonderful sleep as he
felt Don tap him on the shoulder. "Can she hear us?" Don asked.
Dax indicated that she could hear unless directed not to. Don
continued, "ask her not to hear our conversation so I can tell
you something." Dax did this and urged Don to continue. Don said,
"you know Dax, Donna and I spoke about quite a few things last
night when we got home. At my urging, she told me that she would
like to make it with another man but was afraid. She specifically
said that she thought you were very sexy. Is there anything we
could do to remove her anxiety about trying another man? I know I
am ready to ignore jealousy. I trust her, but I want her to have
it all. Do you find her desirable?"

     Dax assured him that, "she was indeed a very sexy woman. I
think we can trade places in her mind, if you think she would
like it."

     Don agreed. Dax spoke to Donna again, "you are now more
deeply asleep than you have ever been before. When you awaken,
Don will become Dax and Dax will be Don in every way. Dax will
look like Don, sound like him, feel like him and taste like him.
You will find yourself uncontrollably attracted to him and will
need to feel him inside you. You will feel free to do anything
with him that pleases you without regard for who else is in the
room. In fact, because someone is watching you, you will become
even more excited. When you hear me clap my hands twice, Dax and
Don will again trade places and be themselves. you will remember
noting until I clap my hands twice." Dax also gave her the
suggestion that she will be able to change Don any time she
wished, just as Don had learned. Dax told her that she would wake
up very slowly, feeling wonderful and refreshed.

     Donna began to open her eyes slowly. "I really can't
remember anything. Did it go well?" she asked and looked at Don.
Don told her that everything went very well. She got up from the
chair and moved toward Dax. "Honey, I don't really know why, but
I have this uncontrollable urge to screw you eyes out. And oddly
enough, I don't even care if Dax watches. What did you do to me
Dax?" she asked of Don with an unusual sparkle in her brown eyes.
Dax opened his arms as Donna fell into them with her mouth
partially open.

     Don sunk into a chair next to the table with a curious look
on his face. Dax looked over at him and Don nodded his head,
giving authority to proceed. Dax could see Don's hand fall upon
his already hard cock as his hands began to explore Donna's full
breasts. Donna stepped back and removed her top in one quick
motion. She tore at the button to Dax's shirt. Soon they were all
but naked. Only her panties remained as she returned to Dax's
embrace, rubbing her pubic mound against his leg. Don settled
back and unzipped his trousers. His thick cock as withdrawn, and
he stroked its length as his eyes watched every move of Donna and
her lover. Dax reached his hand inside of Donna's pink panties on
to the swell of her buttocks. Squeezing the wonderfully textured
flesh of her fanny gave Dax all the more reason to become harder.
Donna dipped in to his shorts, and her hand felt its length
increase.

     The aroma of this lovely woman rose to meet Dax's nostrils.
She felt the cream beginning to seep from the eye of his
steel-like hammer. Panties and shorts were removed in speedy
unison as they fell to the bed. Don was now stroking his huge
cock more quickly. His balls were being tortured by his zipper.
He stood up and removed his pants and shorts, continuing to beat
his meat. Each time he stroked his cock, he saw something else
that drove him crazy. Dax's hands were filled with breast flesh.
He lowered his head to suck on the pert nipples and tweaked them
softly with his teeth.

     Donna's groans were now music to Don's ears. Another man had
his fingers in her pussey. Dax would pull the slick covered
fingers from her gushing hold and rub the button of her ass hole.
Moving slowly down from her nipples, Dax began kissing the swell
of her belly, biting her lightly on the hip bones. This made her
jump half way off the bed. She grabbed Dax's head and tried to
push him into her hair-covered cunt. He resisted and continued
his efforts slowly. His tongue traveled all around her love box,
teasing the soft hairs and licking her thighs. Closer and closer
his lips came to her love button. In a quick motion, Donna moved
toward Dax's raging penis. Her lovely lips opened and she slid
the length of Dax's cock into her mouth, sucking hard. Up and
down this immense shaft her mouth moved. Don could see the trail
of his wife's saliva on this man's thick bone.

     Dax mouth suddenly opened and covered Donna's swollen cunt
lips. His tongue drove deeply into her hole as he tasted her cunt
honey. He sucked on her clit, bringing into full hardness. It was
like a small spear between his hungry lips. Don's eyes were glued
to them as he saw breasts moving like jello and buttocks rippling
in rhythm with their oral movements. Suddenly, Donna stiffened,
pulled Dax's cock from her mouth momentarily, slammed it deep
inside her throat and climaxed in Dax's mouth. She poured her
love juices into Dax's sucking mouth as her hips gyrated quickly
against his cum-covered face. It seemed like it would last
forever. Finally, her buttocks began to slow down. Her screams
were muffled by the enormous bone in her throat. They too
subsided. Dax was still very stiff as Donna removed him from her
mouth. "Would you mind if we took a small break so I can have
something to drink honey?" she asked.

     "Not at all Donna," Dax responded as he looked at Don and
rolled his eyes. Donna looked over at Don with surprise as she
saw his erect penis in his hands.

     "Ya know Dax, I don't really blame you. I guess we did get
out of hand a little. It seems that Don and I have really turned
you on from the looks of it. Now that is a thing to be proud of,"
she said with a smile, about his cock, reaching for a water
glass. Don felt a little self-conscious as he let his cock fall
from his hands. Dax and Don both watched the sway of Donna's
buttocks and breasts as she walked slowly across the room with
her water. Her entire body was a deep pink with exertion. She
returned to Dax on the bed and offered him a sip. He took it
gratefully.

     "Don, it seems like forever since I've seen another man's
penis, and Dax's is great looking, don't you think?" Donna said.

     Dax responded, "well, I really don't get into dicks with the
possible exception of my own, but I'm glad you like it."

     "You're not jealous honey?" Donna asked of Dax as she
settled back into his arms. Her breasts flowed into the hollow of
Dax's chest as she offered Don a view of her pink buttocks, her
eyes searching for Don's cock.

     Dax said, "no Donna, I'm not jealous. In fact it would
excite me if you touched his cock. Dax said as he grinned over
her head at Don. Don returned the grin and moved toward the bed.
Donna rested the glass on the night stand as Don approached.
Don's half-hard penis came within close proximity to her face.
She began to reach up to touch it and stopped to look at Dax. He
nodded his support, and she again reached for Don's cock. It took
very little for Don's cock to rise again. She stared up at Don in
a sheepish manner and began to stroke it. Dax's hand cupped one
of her ample breasts as Don stepped closer. Don reached out and
ran his fingers through her hair slowly, urging her lips nearer
his now huge rod. Donna could see the fluid at the tip of Don's
cock. She turned her ass to Dax and took the first few inches of
Don's thick bone in her mouth. Donna took more and more of Don's
penis into her mouth as Don saw Dax begin to manipulate Donna's
hairy pussey. Dax then got on his knees and brought Donna to
hers. Donna moved without loosing her grip on Don's penis. She
reached around and grabbed Don's buttocks and pulled him deeper
into her mouth.

     Dax moved behind Donna running his hands over her rounded
ass cheeks. His hand dipped down into the crack of her ass and
collected some of her juices. He raised his hand to his nostrils
to savor the aroma of her womanhood. He stroked his bone into
full erection as he placed saliva in his hand and applied it
between her bush to Donna's cunt lips. Aiming the arrow of his
shaft at her gaping love tunnel, Dax eased his huge cock into
Don's wife. He slowly worked his penis into her body until her
could see the button of Donna's ass hole press against his hairy
belly. He started to move in and out of her hole.

     Faster and faster his slick bone drove home. His balls were
bouncing off of Donna's clit increasing her excitement. Dax could
take no more as his eyes riveted on his juice-covered cock
splitting her cunt hairs as it drove into this musky tunnel. Her
beautiful ass cheeks were in his hands wobbling wonderfully. It
was too exciting. He began to grunt. As she felt him stiffen
inside of her squeezing sheath, she mashed her buttocks into his
thighs to gain deeper penetration.

     Don was now driving his tool with increased fervor inside of
his wife's sucking mouth. With the beauty of this rare moment,
Donna felt both lovers go off at once. Gobs of thick cream were
pouring into her slippery cunt hole. Don's jism squirted hotly
into her sucking mouth. Her mind was spinning as she experienced
one of the most earth-shaking climaxes in her memory. She
collapsed beneath both men. All three participants remained
motionless for quite some time. It was Dax that first got up from
the bed and went into the bath room. He washed up and returned to
the room with his trousers on. He poured himself a drink and took
a seat at the table. Don said, "is there any more of that? I
think I need a drink too." Dax poured Don a drink and delivered
it to bed side. Donna had the most wonderful smile on her face.

     She soon got up and moved toward the bath room. Dax thought
how sexy this woman was. He asked Don after Donna was out of ear
shot, "Do you feel OK about this Don?"

     "I'll tell you the truth, I do have some guilt feelings
about it. I think they will go away with too much problem. I am
concerned about Donna. How do you think she will fair?" asked
Don.

     "Well, there's only one way to find out. We still have to
change back remember?" stated Dax as Donna returned to the room.

     "Change back to what?" Donna quizzed while returning to "Dax
on the bed.

     Dax responded first, "Donna, how do you feel about
everything that has happened?"

     "I feel great. I have never felt so sexy. I have never had
such a good climax. I don't really think I feel guilty, and now I
am sure that I wouldn't be jealous if you made love to another
woman either Don," Donna said.

     "I am not Don," Dax stated as he clapped his hands twice.
Donna had a look on her face as if she didn't know where she was.
Her head turned from one to the other and back again.

     "Holy christ! Holyyyyyyy chrissssst! You two switched
places. Don do you mean that I was making love to Dax before I
you agreed to let me touch his cock?" Donna asked incredulously.

     "That's it honey. You wanted to. You said that you wanted
to. I wanted you to. I know that he did. Everything happened the
way it should have, and I love you more than ever. Please tell me
you enjoyed it and you're not feeling bad," Don pleaded.

     Donna was comfortable with the events of the day. Twice
before they left she experimented with making love to two of her
favorite actors. Once she made it with both of them. Dax was not
really sure whether Don was making love with anyone in
particular. He knew that he could if he wanted to. Dax felt great
about what he was able to do for Don and Donna as well as for
himself. This was one of the hottest long weekends he had ever
had. They agreed to do this again one day, and Dax hoped that he
would have a chance to see Bridgit again also.


CHAPTER 7


     The mild winter began to recline into the arms of an anxious
spring. Dax opened the door to approach his car for the trip to
his office, as his nostrils were welcomed by the fragrance of the
changing season. His heart was light, and he had a bounce in his
step. The conversation that occupied the previous evening was
music to his ears.

     Marilyn, a computer bulletin board friend had agreed to meet
him for the first time. She wanted to know more about the use of
hypnosis in sex. They had shared many thoughts on previous eve-
nings. Some were simply warm and friendly, and others were
downright steaming. They had discussed everything from children
and pets to jumping one another's bones.

     Dax and Marilyn had become rather close friends without ever
having met one another. They had each teased from time to time
about meeting one day, but Dax never really expected Marilyn to
meet with him. Now she had agreed, and they were scheduled to see
each other this evening in a local night spot at eight o'clock.
They had some idea of how one another looked and a very good idea
of what one another thought. He was anxious and hoped that she
shared his excitement.

     The day seemed to last forever. Everything appeared to be
moving in slow motion. His productivity for the day was, as a
result, outstanding as he tried to occupy the struggling moments
toward the end of the work day. Fridays were somewhat traditional
in that he never went directly home after the work day's end. He
would generally frequent a local downtown watering hole until
about seven; remove to one of his favorite restaurants for a bite
to eat; and visit one of several of the local hot spots around
town.

     Dax arrived at the cafe at about five o'clock and sat in his
favorite chair at the far corner of the bar. He greeted several
friends as they entered and exchanged comments about the grueling
week. He had a difficult time concentrating on the various con-
versations because his mind was on Marilyn. Would she find him
exciting?

     Seven-thirty had arrived. Dax paid his bill and rose to
leave. His mind was dissecting the possibilities of the evening
as he drove to Rascal's lounge. As he pulled into the broken
black-topped parking lot he had visions of Marilyn's lovely nude
body resting on his chest. He almost didn't see the attendant
provided to direct him to available parking. His car rested well
between two other chariots as he entered the lounge.

     Dax went through the doorway with eyes wide searching for
the evening's target. There was no single lady at the bar, so Dax
selected a seat with a view of the entry way and ordered a drink.
He noticed that his hands seemed to have a life of their own.
They were shaking as he attempted to stir his grog. Furtive eyes
continued to paint the doorway to the lounge and still no
Marilyn. It was only ten minutes to eight and no need for con-
cern. She would show.

     In a nonchalant manner, Dax allowed his eyes to travel
throughout the bar. He wasn't sure but thought that a lovely
young lady sitting with another man was checking him out rather
well. Bright eyes sparkled from an angelic face. Dax couldn't
help but notice her deep, dark and warm cleavage floating in
waves, hugged by the material of a blood-red dress, as her
shoulders moved back and forth. The curl of her generous lips and
her bright smile teased Dax as she continued her conversation
with the man next to her. Just his luck; here was a hot, sexy
woman that seemed to have interest in him. Not only was she with
another man, Dax was waiting for a woman that he had no idea how
she looked.

     He had trouble surveilling the entrance in anticipation of
Marilyn. Each time his eyes moved to the door he was distracted
by the lovely woman's breasts. They seemed to be calling to him.
He continued to try to get this woman out of his mind, but she
wouldn't stop sneaking glances as him. Suddenly, she rose from
her bar stool and began walking toward the rest room. Dax's eyes
were now drawn to her magnetic buttocks. The material of her
dress seemed to massage each cheek of her undulating ass. Damn!
He would love to drink her bath water just to see her dry off.
Few times had he ever gotten an erection just looking at a woman
in a bar. This was one of them.

     Dax's eyes returned to the door once again and he noticed
the man that had been sitting with the object of his new interest
was walking out of the lounge; apparently leaving. Dax almost
hurt his neck as he spun his head back to see where the lovely
lady in red was. Soon she returned from the rest room, leaned
forward, said something to the bartender and began walking
directly toward Dax.

     Her lovely breasts continued to dance slightly as she ap-
proached. Dax wanted to look behind him to see if she was ap-
proaching someone behind him but thought that would be obvious
and make him look ridiculous. His eyes riveted on the rim of his
glass to prevent him from looking like an idiot. Soon he heard a
whispered, "is this seat taken?"

     "Nn nnno! Please do sit down. There isn't anyone sitting
there," Dax heard himself fumble through the words. Damn, why did
he sound like such a fool.

     The red dressed lady eased up to the bar and pulled her seat
after her. After she was obviously well settled, Dax made half a
motion to get up and fix her chair for her. Too late, he thought.
"Are you waiting for someone?" she breathed to Dax.

     Now what was he going to say? The fragrance of her scent
captured him, and he wanted to tell her that he had been waiting
for her ever since the doctor first slapped his ass, forty-three
years ago. He gagged on his words slightly and then his mind
snapped back to his intended purpose. He almost felt guilty that
he was even thinking of this new lady, and he said, "yes. I am
waiting for a friend."

     She rolled her shoulders once again and asked, "What is your
friend's name Dax?"

     "Her name is...but... How did you know my name was Dax?" he
returned, and then it began to sink in. "You can't be Marilyn!"
He stuttered.

     Her smile grew to a full blown show of pearl delight. "When
I left the house my name was Marilyn," she stated emphatically.
"You're probably wondering what I was doing with that man that
was sitting next to me. That was my cousin. I have to confess
that I asked him to stop and have a drink with me so I would have
a way out if you turned out to be a wild looking, sex-crazed
maniac."

     Dax chuckled and nodded his head in a knowing way. "Well
then, I have to assume that my looks didn't scare you too much."

     Her eyes diverted to the rim of the glass that the bartender
brought over for her in a somewhat embarrassed fashion. "I'm
sorry. I just never did anything like this before and didn't know
what to expect."

     "No apologies necessary. If you were my cousin, I wouldn't
want you to take any chances either. I'm glad you used your head,
but you still don't know whether I'm a nut case or not," Dax of-
fered.

     "Now that I have seen you, and I couple that with all of the
conversations we've had, I feel pretty comfortable. You are a
very attractive man. And I know you're a good man. I was just ap-
prehensive, and now I'm not," she said softly. "

     There was music playing softly as they continued to get to
know one another better. Suddenly, half way through an explana-
tion of the repairs her car had undergone in the past week she
stopped and asked Dax if he would like to dance. Dax readily
agreed and they approached the dance floor. As she preceded him,
Dax couldn't help but to notice the rise and fall of each but-
tock. He felt his manhood stir once again. The red material rose
and fell as the ripple of each cheek pushed and pulled at the
fabric.

     Having arrived at the small space offered for dancing,
Marilyn turned and opened her arms to receive Dax. He could see
her breasts rise to accentuate her cleavage. Her scent continued
to arouse him. His hands encircled her lovely body and were
blessed by the soft touch. She didn't waste any time getting
close to Dax. Her curves melted into his body as they moved to
the music. Marilyn pressed her ample breasts against his chest,
and he could feel the heat of her pussey against his leg. It
seemed as though she was trying to turn him on. Well, whether or
not she was trying, it was happening.

     It became obvious to Marilyn that Dax was getting excited.
His cock began to grow thick and long. He felt it pressing
against his clothing almost to the point of embarrassment. He was
intoxicated with the fact that as his thick cock grew, Marilyn
was pressing herself harder against it. His courage grew with
this thought, and he allowed his hand to drop to Marilyn's full
buttocks. He smoothed the material of her dress and returned to
the flesh of her ass to squeeze. As he did, a soft moan escaped
Marilyn's lips and her pussey pressed against him once again.
Soon the music came to an end, and they were forced to separate.

     Dax began to show signs of embarrassment as they returned to
the bar, and then his pride took over. He hoped that some of the
other patrons saw his rock-hard cock as he returned. He was proud
of it. Marilyn stopped abruptly as they returned, and Dax ran
into her tight ass with his erection. She looked over her
shoulder and smiled. "I just wanted to make sure that you were
there."

     After they took their seats Dax indicated that it might be
nice if they were able to go someplace that would be a little bit
more private. Marilyn agreed. They finished their drinks, and Dax
pulled her chair out so they could exit.

     "The kids are at my mom's, and I would love it if you would
come over for a while Dax," Marilyn offered.

     "Are you sure it won't be any problem?" Dax inquired. Im-
mediately he knew that he should have merely said that he would
love to. Why would he take a chance like that? She might have
re-thought the matter.

     "No. It's not a problem. I'm anxious to learn more about
hypnosis and your adventures. It's pretty obvious that you have
become rather proficient at snake charming," she offered with a
cute smile as her eyes riveted on the front of his trousers.

     After assisting Marilyn into her car, Dax got into his and
followed her. His mind was racing. He couldn't remember the last
time that someone turned him on this much. He could almost she
her dress rising over her head as she remove it for his intruding
gaze. He thought of her lovely buns, draped with only the
sheerest of panties. He envisioned her soft pubic hairs furtively
escaping the edge of her sex-soaked panties. He could smell her
womanhood as her excitement increased. He wanted to make this
woman part of him.

     Marilyn interrupted his mental adventure as she pulled into
a driveway. Christ! He didn't even know which street he was on.
His mind had obviously been elsewhere. He felt his heart begin-
ning to beat more rapidly as he put his car in park and extin-
guished his lights. After a quick check in the mirror to make
sure that his hair didn't look like a squirrel he was out of the
car and walking behind this lovely creature.

     She fitted the key into the lock and looked back over her
shoulder in an inviting manner. Marilyn lowered her coat to a
waiting chair and told Dax to make himself at home. "I think a
drink would be in order. Why don't you see if you can put some
nice music on. The CD's are right next to the player."

     "You must enjoy classical music. Three quarters of what you
have is classical," Dax raised his voice to assure that Marilyn
heard him. He selected several pieces, placed them into the CD
changer and pushed the play button. Looking around the room, he
was gratified to see that Marilyn's taste extended to her lovely
furnishings. Soon she returned with a bottle of wine and two
glasses.

     "I've always been partial to classical music Dax. I think
you'll enjoy this wine. It's kind of hard to come by 'round these
parts partner," she teased with a country drawl as she seated
herself close to him. "Now how does this hypnosis work that you
have talked so much about?"

     Dax explained that almost anything was possible with the use
of hypnosis if the subject had the ability. The ability generally
was referred to as somnambulism. Many people were very suggest-
ible and could achieve wonderful results through hypnosis.

     "What kind of results Dax?" was her next question as she
moved closer yet to him. He seemed to be trying to formulate an
answer but encountered difficulty due to the closeness of her
soft ample breasts.

     "You can be anyone you want. You can be with anyone you want
to be with. You can be anywhere you want to be and feel as you
wish for as long as you can physically stand it," he explained as
his arm encircled her shoulders.

     "If I wanted to be with you, on a secluded beach, in the hot
sun, with gulls overhead and waves lapping at the shore, could
you make that happen?" she questioned with interest.

     "I really can't make anything happen for you Marilyn. You
actually make what happens occur. Each of us has the ability, to
one degree or another, to hypnotize ourselves. I would only be
helping you through the process you don't quite understand," Dax
explained.

     "Let's give it our best shot Dax. I would like to experience
the scenario just as I outlined it. I want to be with you. I want
it to be great and I want it to last," Marilyn pleaded.

     Dax took her through various relaxation stages and success-
fully helped her to a deep trance state. He indicated to her that
they had been marooned on a dessert island and that on a portable
radio they heard that a rescue party was two days away from
bringing them back to civilization. It would be night time and a
nice camp fire had been built. When he snapped his fingers once,
it would soon be daylight and the sun would be glorious; they
would be totally alone. He gave her the suggestion that they had
been attracted to one another during their sea voyage but hadn't
the opportunity to connect.

     He further gave her a suggestion that she hadn't had sex in
over six months and that she was absolutely insane with desire.
Even if she masturbated she could not quench her thirst for sex.
Dax told her that at the count of three she would awaken, find
herself on an old boat seat that washed ashore and be a little
cold from the dusk winds blowing off the water.

     She would experience a desire unlike she ever felt before.
Each time she had an orgasm, it would take violent hold of her
and last three times longer that she had ever experienced before.
Her nipples would be so sensitive that she would shudder with the
least touch. When she placed his cock in her mouth she would feel
this intense pressure on her clitoris. The deeper she placed his
rigid penis in her throat, the more intense the feeling in her
hole would be.

     Dax asked her if she understood everything that he told her,
and she acknowledged that she had with a nod of her head. He also
told her that when he placed her head between his hands and
kissed her on the forehead, she would awaken, feel wonderful and
more satisfied than she had ever felt before. The next time that
he snapped his fingers twice, while looking into her eyes, she
would fall into a fast, deep sleep. So he began, "one, two,
three."

     Marilyn sat on the couch that she perceived to be the boat
seat. She had an utterly lost look on her face. Her arms crossed
her chest in an effort to ward off the cold. She sheepishly in-
quired, "do you think we will be OK until they arrive Dax?"

     "I'm sure we will be just fine. I don't think there are any
dangerous animals on the prowl, I have built a nice fire and it
will be daylight soon," he said.

     "Would you mind if I get out of these wet things and try to
warm myself by the fire Dax. I'm a little embarrassed, but I
don't want to get pneumonia," she pleaded shyly.

     Dax could only nod his consent. He had been waiting to see
this lovely body all of his life. Marilyn got up and turned so
that he could release her zipper. She removed the red dress, and
Dax noticed the visible goose flesh as she did so. He had ob-
viously helped her attain temperature hallucination. She was ac-
tually chilly. Dax went over to a near-by arm chair and retrieved
an afghan to place around her. By this time she had removed her
bra but modestly kept her back to Dax. He placed the afghan
around her shivering shoulders and drew her to him.

     Marilyn melted back into his arms and could feel his meat
pressed against her warming buttocks. He felt her fumble a little
and turn to look into his eyes. "You have been so very kind to
me. This is absolutely frightening not knowing exactly when they
will come for us," Marilyn whispered.

     Dax eased her down on the "boat seat" and gathered her to
him to increase her warmth. His nose was blessed with the scent
of her hair and the warmth of her body. Again their eyes met. Her
mouth opened ever so slightly as her eyes began to close. Closer
and closer their lips came to touching. At last he could feel her
hot breath bleeding into his own lungs; a kiss of gratitude
turned quickly into a kiss of passion and need. The afghan feel
from her shoulders.

     Moments later his strong hands were on her body. Touching
softly and moving on. Her back flexed as his hands moved slowly
up and down its spine resting on her buttocks. She considered
stopping but she couldn't make herself. Her own hands began to
experiment with the muscles of his body. She felt them ripple to
her touch as a soft moan escaped his lips. This slight sound lit
off lovely explosions in her head. His hands were on her thighs
touching every inch as softly as an angel's kiss. She knew she
was wet with anticipation and hunger. Uncontrollably, her hand
soon found the hardness of the staff in his pants. Her control
was gone and she didn't care.

     His hands were under her heavy breasts cupping and teasing
and teasing her ripe, hard nipples. Once when she was a child she
experienced a fever that was accompanied by a shivering
phenomenon. As his fingers touched her dark pink nipples, this
experience was relived. She began to press her wet, hairy mound
into the seat for some simple relief from the mounting frustra-
tion. His tongue was on her neck tracing love notes. It then
moved to her heaving swollen breasts.

     She felt teeth and lips on her blood-engorged nipples. Again
a shivering took control of her body, and ripples of excitement
thundered through her body. His hand traveled down to that moist,
fragrant hole of her womanhood. Explosions went off in her head
as his hand crept inside her panties to feel her slippery cunt.
He inserted one finger inside her body and then another. In cir-
cular motions he soon brought her to heaven. The bone shaking
convulsions continued on and on. She had never experienced such
an orgasm. Would there never be an end to this joy? She prayed
there would not. Her jerking and moaning brought yet additional
growth to his throbbing cock.

     As if drawn by a magnet, her lips traversed the distance be-
tween his hairy chest and his huge staff. Soon she brought that
gentle monster inside she mouth and teased it with delight. He
was bone hard and bursting with excitement. Her soft mouth sucked
him deep inside to her waiting throat. Something was happening to
her. Up and down went her hungry mouth as her tongue gave him yet
new pleasures. She couldn't seem to get enough of this warrior
spear into her throat. Deeper and deeper she sucked the huge cock
into her mouth until her lips brushed the depths of his public
wire. With each inch her moans grew in volume and intensity.

     His head was spinning as he whispered in her ear that he had
never had such tender bliss. The heat rising from her cunt was
quite amazing. He took her swollen sex lips in his mouth and
sucked and nibbled for minutes, his tongue teasing and probing.
All the while, one of his hands was squeezing her buttocks with
such strength it doubled her excitement. His other hand gently
twisted one of her hard nipples. He sucked her sweet love juice
and drank from her wriggling body, swallowing the divine cream
with animal-like relish.

     Her soft pussey was going into spasms now, and he felt the
muscles in her vagina grab for his teasing tongue as he lanced it
into her tense body. Her smooth, rounded hips were jerking up and
down as she attempted to shove as much cunt into his mouth as she
possible could. Spreading her legs wide apart, he raised her but-
tocks in his hands and kissed at her dripping fanny, his nose
completely buried and lost in the dark, springy hairs of her
mound.

     The lips of her sweet cunt were now spread very wide apart,
in a way that completely exposed her deep, hot cavern, the soft
lips of her slit parting and pulsing with desire. The pinkish
flesh gleamed with her love juice, which trickled and oozed down
her tunnel and greased everything ready for the fuck that she was
dying for.

     Taking his fat, throbbing weapon in both hands, he took the
tip and rubbed it all over the slippery opening of her slit,
smearing it with her juices. She had the look of a hungry animal.
She didn't want fucked any longer; she needed it. Lowering him-
self on her body, he slid nine inches of cock into her eager
hole. Her cunt swallowed every hot, steaming inch of it, the
membranes inside her gripped his penis as he rammed it deeper and
deeper into the liquid cauldron. The walls of her inner cunt con-
tracted tightly around this invading rod.

     The inner walls of her cunt seemed to quiver and clutch,
enclosing the unyielding bulk of his cock in a loving grasp. The
tip of his prick was pressing against her cavity. He enjoyed the
depth of penetration for a few seconds more then grunted with
pleasure as her vaginal muscles squeezed his cock in a milking
action. In a motion that didn't dislodge his towering piston, he
swung her over and placed her above him. Her heavy glistening
breasts swayed in his pleasure-filled face. His tongue reached up
to thank each rock-hard nipple in its own way for presenting such
an erotic view.

     He began to see-saw in and out of her as she began to lever
herself up and down the long, thick pole which impaled her. Her
juices were soaking her pubic hair and the slopping, slushing,
slurping sounds from her clasping cunt was erotic music to their
ears. As she cried for it he bucked his hips even faster, match-
ing her up and down motion, her belly smacking against his with
audible slaps of flesh as she clung to him. He hung on to her,
trying to steady she, staring avidly at her bouncing tits when
she pulled away to view the penetration. A wail of ecstasy ripped
from her mouth as the violent explosion of her climax pushed
through the membranes of her passion pit, milking his cock with
the loving vise of her wet sheath.

     With one last frantic thrust, his cock exploded; shooting
his cream in a steady stream of fantastic release. She had never
had such excitement. It was new, wonderful and needed. It went on
and on with such convulsive pleasure that she was sure she would
pass out. She could have easily taken more of what that cock
promised. Dax snapped his fingers, and Marilyn saw the bright
orange sun rise over a sleepy horizon. Around her were the
loveliest trees she had ever seen. Sea gulls sang sweet melodies
as she closed her eyes and welcomed the heat of a new tropical
day.

     Dax gently placed his hands around her resting face and
kissed her on the forehead. He told her to awake and remember
everything. This was one of the most wonderful times he had ever
had, and he was sure that Marilyn was pleased with the outcome.
The most wondrous thing about it was the fact that another
pleasure trip was just a snap of the fingers away. Maybe next
weekend.


CHAPTER 8


     A sweltering unseasonable heat met Dax as he left the
office. He had been so busy with the rigors of a new week that he
hadn't even the opportunity to stop for lunch. Just as well, he
thought. It wouldn't hurt to shave about three pounds or so. Dax
fired up the air conditioner and headed for home.

     His mind wandered to a new computer bulletin board friend he
had met the previous day. Ed seemed like an average guy with an
interest in improving his sex life. He and his wife Linda lived
in a little town near Pittsburgh, were in their forties, appeared
to be devoted to one another, but something seemed to be missing.
Ed and Linda weren't alone. Many couples experience this common
phenomenon after being married for many years. Ed was interested
in breathing a little new life into their relationship.

     Dax had been jumping around the computer system from door to
door when he was paged by Ed. As most people, Ed seemed
incredulous about the use of hypnosis in sex. He couldn't believe
that so many wonderful things could be accomplished by the use of
hypnosis. It all seemed supernatural and frankly, so much bull.

     After Dax had the opportunity to share some of the methods
and analogies of hypnosis, Ed became more interested and wondered
whether this may be the direction he should take. Dax's biggest
challenge seemed to be convincing Ed that is was normal to want
to make sex more exciting. In response to Dax's questions, Ed
advised him that he and Linda had never actually shared any
fantasies with one another. Ed had wanted to experiment with
threesomes as one time, but Linda seemed to be somewhat put out
about it. She had never indicated an interest in making it with
anyone other than Ed. Dax advised Ed to try to draw Linda's
interests out through conversation and to get back to him so he
could prepare an approach for them.

     The following evening when Dax signed on to the system there
was electronic mail for him. He always got excited when there was
a message for him. It was a lot like getting a letter that didn't
have one of those little windows in it that meant the dirty "I"
word - invoice. Ed indicated that he was able to determine one
significant thing in his conversation with Linda. She was crazy
about Patrick Swazee. She had indicated that although she was
devoted to Ed, Patrick could park his shoes under her bed anytime
he wanted to. Ed shared that he was a little jealous, but oddly
enough, somewhat sexually excited by the prospect of Linda making
it with someone like that.

     Dax prepared as message to leave in the electronic mail
system for Ed. He indicated that chances were likely that Linda
could mentally substitute Ed for Patrick Swazee. He cautioned Ed
that much of the success of this effort had to do with whether or
not he did anything to make Linda feel guilty. If they would like
to try it, Dax would be happy to help them. He went on to say
that it would probably take a good deal of convincing on Ed's
part to get Linda to agree. Instead of visiting the house, Dax
wanted to know what interests they had that would enable him to
meet them socially. He singed off and waited for Ed's reply.

     The next time a signed on to the system another message was
waiting for him. Ed indicated that he thought that Linda found
the idea to be exciting but had some concerns about hypnosis and
the proverbial trust factor. They didn't know Dax and were a
little concerned about meeting him. Ed also explained that each
Wednesday he and Linda went to a local bowling alley with several
other duffers. They would be agreeable to meeting Dax there but
didn't want any of their friends to know that they were meeting
him for this purpose.

     Dax answered that he would meet them at the bowling alley
and maintain a discrete approach to the matter. He hadn't been
offended by their concern. It was natural, and Dax had
encountered this skepticism almost every time he approached such
a situation like this. He made plans to meet with Ed and Linda
and felt confident that he would be able to help them in one
fashion or other. Each time Dax got involved in a situation such
as this was erotic for him. It brought back so many exciting
memories.

     Wednesday had arrived, and the work day had come to an end.
Dax stood at his mirror combing his hair and straightening his
shirt collar. Assured that everything looked presentable, he got
into the car for his short journey to the bowling alley. This was
such a beautiful time of the year for a ride. The trees began to
fill with green, flowers painted the scene and the fresh air
filled his wandering mind. Pulling into the bowling alley parking
lot, Dax reviewed the available parking spaces and selected on
close to the door. He could always tell what kind of people
frequented a place by the look of the parking lot. This seemed to
be a nice bunch of folks by the type and number of cars adorning
the lot.

     There was a nice looking mix of people in the place.
Adjoining the bowling alley was a nicely accented lounge with
soft rock playing. Dax perused the lanes and saw that Ed and
Linda could have been any of seven different couples. He decided
to take a seat and wait for direction. One couple did seem to
snatch peeks at him more than any other. It appeared as though
they were waiting for someone. Soon one of the males of a couple
foursome wandered over with a towel in his hand. "Dax?" said the
man.

     "That's me. You must be Ed. How are they rolling for you?"
Dax inquired. While waiting for his answer, he began sizing up Ed
and trying to figure out which of the ladies were Linda. It
really didn't matter as both of them were lovely looking ladies.

     "I think my balls are bigger than the ones we are using. I
bowl so badly that you have to have big balls to embarrass
yourself by bowling in front of everyone," he laughed.

     Dax assured him that he had plenty of company and that his
main claim to fame had never been bowling either. After some
additional small talk, Ed invited Dax over to meet Linda and
their friends.

     Amenities having been exchanged with Linda, Karen and Joe,
Ed explained that Dax was a computer friend that they had met on
the computer bulletin board and they were going to have a drink
and discuss some of their computer ideas. He asked Karen and Joe
to join them.

     Dax took a spectator's position and watched as the bowlers
plied their hobby. It was Linda's turn to toss the ball. Not
being an expert, Dax watched Linda make her initial approach. It
soon dawned on him that her approach was not what interested him.
Linda was about 5'5" tall and about 125 pounds of lovliness. As
Linda picked up her ball from the return, she grasped it in both
hands in front of her. This movement provided the loveliest view
of her cleavage; soft white breasts with a healthy texture that
captured the attention of most men in the area.

     His eyes were then drawn like magnets to her wonderfully
shaped buttocks. He slacks provided cover but left very little to
the imagination. They were so perfectly lifted and separated, and
they danced so artistically as she made the short trip to release
her ball. He thought that he might just have to take up this game
on a regular basis just to return to this lovely view.

     After the four bowlers had sufficiently tired themselves
with their less-than-300 game, they stowed their equipment and
headed for the lounge. Having been seated and drinks ordered, Dax
explained that he was a sociologist, worked with behavior
modification and came to find that he and Ed shared many common
interests about computers. Shortly thereafter, Karen and Joe
excused themselves so that they could pick up their son at
baseball practice.

     Linda, Ed and Dax all seemed to offer a sigh of relief as
the couple left. Additional drinks were ordered and the
conversation continued. Ed began to offer apologies for his
comments to their friends, but Dax stopped him with a raised
hand. "There's no need to apologize. This is your business, and
if I don't understand, I don't have any business being here. My
interest is in seeing you both learn to enjoy life and one
another more. I get off on it. Some people collect stamps. I
collect happy people. It's erotic as well as meaningful," Dax
smiled.

     "I hope that's not all you get off on," Linda offered with
her own smile. She appeared to be somewhat attracted to Dax as
well. Dax felt several times as though she had been stealing
glances at him, but he couldn't figure if it was that she was
concerned about him being there or happy that he was.

     "No Linda, not at all. I'm just as normal as the next guy,
but I'm sure there would be people that would disagree with me on
that. If you don't mind, I would like to be candid with you from
the beginning. Am I correct in assuming that you are both
interested in improving both your relaxation techniques and your
sex lives?" Dax asked as he casually raised his eyebrows.

     Having received a nod from them both, Dax went on. "The mind
determines what happens and how it is perceived. The reason that
we get sexually excited is that the mind sends messages from the
brain to various parts of the body. In a man's case, blood is
sent to the penis, it fills, expands and becomes rigid. Very much
the same thing occurs when a woman becomes excited mentally. Once
again, our brain tells our system to increase the blood flow to
the extremities. The breasts, nipples and buttocks become more
sensitive as the nerves are exposed because of an increased
pressure of the blood supply. Mucous membranes are squeezed by
the blood flow which provides lubrication to the vagina. The
inner and outer lips of the vulva expand and become heavy.

     "Our mind makes these things happen. Much of it has to do
with what we have programmed ourselves to consider sexy. That is
why we refer to men as tit men, ass men, leg men and the like.
Smell provides a real turn on for some people. Some folks are
excited visually, while others can only be turned on by touch.
Again, the mind is doing these things for us and to us. As time
goes by, many people require additional or different stimuli to
provide excitement. You've heard the expression, 'variety is the
spice of life,' I am sure. That is what the expression refers to.

     "Almost all of society has their secret turn-ons. Many don't
speak of them, but most have them. My wife, for instance, never
demonstrated much interest in anything other than infrequent
missionary style sex. She tried to please of course, but sex was
not very exciting for her. She never mentioned fantasies. I took
for granted that she didn't, until one day she said something
that led me to believe that she had. I questioned her about it.
Too immediately she denied that she ever thought of anyone but
me. After additional prompting, she admitted that she may have
had fantasies but didn't have the courage to share them because
it wasn't normal for a "good wife" to think of anyone sexually
but her husband.

     "This conversation occurred while we were in bed. As I was
able to pry more out of her, she noticed that I was not getting
angry. In fact, I was getting aroused; more aroused than she had
seen me in quite some time. Before the night was over we had made
love three times and climaxed with more pleasure than we ever
had. After that, fantasy had a place in our hearts and in our
pants. Sex had become better and more meaningful. I guess that's
one of the reasons that we are still together and enjoy one
another so much sexually. I was able to assure her that jealousy
had no strength or place in our relationship so long as emotion
wasn't diverted from each other. I would be jealous if I believed
that she loved someone more than me, but it only served to excite
me to think of her making it with someone else," Dax concluded.

     Linda seemed to be amazed at Dax's honesty in explaining how
he perceived fantasy and jealousy. "Have you or your wife ever
made love to someone else Dax?" she inquired.

     With a slight smile begin to curl on his lips, Dax remarked,
"On several occasions we have experimented. Jealousy did occur
the first time for both of us. Fortunately, our juices took over
and the situation was so hot, a wonderful balance resulted.
Afterward, when we discussed it, our discussion just made us more
excited. We were left with a better understanding of our own
jealousy. Once I realized that although it turned her on she was
also doing it for me, my jealousy went away and what was left was
pure excitement."

     "Quite honestly, you have captured my interest," Linda said.
"Would you be interested in trying to help us achieve some of the
things that hypnosis has to offer?"

     "If you are both not just interested to try it but hungry to
master it, I'd be happy to help you. This isn't something that
you put a halfhearted effort into. You should commit to submit
your mind to it and attempt to practice periodically to improve
you own ability. When would you like to start?" Dax asked.

     Linda looked at Ed for approval and direction. Seeing no
objection, she said, "well it's not too late now if you wouldn't
mind following us to our place. It's only about a mile and a half
down the road, and it's in the direction you'd be traveling."

     Dax looked at his watch and agreed to follow them to their
home. He asked them to think about what they would like to
experiment on while they were driving back to the house. They
gathered their equipment, left a tip on the table and began the
short trip to their home. Dax followed, pleased that he had been
able to give them some initial good direction about hypnosis.

     The trip was indeed short, and soon they had arrived at
their destination. Linda and Ed lived in a lovely neighborhood.
Their house and grounds were well maintained. The inside of the
house was furnished in a lovely fashion. Dax thought to himself
how proud he was that he had read these people correctly. They
seemed to be a very nice, average couple with their heads screwed
on right. After they were settled and Linda had prepared drinks
and some snacks, Dax asked, "did you discuss what you would like
to work on with hypnosis?"

     Ed began, "we did talk about it a little Dax. Linda and I
think that you may have something there with the jealousy theory
of yours. Both of us are willing to try making it with someone
else. We have agreed that it either of us develops a problem with
it we will stop and scrap the idea. Nothing ventured; nothing
gained. We believe that we are mature enough and love each other
enough that we can overcome it." Linda illustrated her agreement
by nodding her head, but she said nothing.

     Dax, in turn, placed each of them into deep hypnosis. They
were both excellent subjects. Much of it had to do with Dax's
explanation of what would occur and their commitment to their
submission. He gave them each post hypnotic suggestions that
would enable them to enter a deep trance state each time Dax
snapped his fingers twice while looking them in the eyes.

     Through the use of additional suggestions Dax established
that in Ed's eyes Linda would become Kim Bassinger and in Linda's
eyes Ed would be Patrick Swazee. They would both be extremely
horny. They also did not have to waste time with amenities. He
increased their sensitivity, increased the intensity and length
of their respective climax and ended by giving them the
instructions on how and when they would wake up.  Additionally,
Dax would not be visible to them. Both were woken and Dax
retreated to a chair in the corner of the room to observe.

     Ed sat there looking in awe at Linda. She was just as
captured by Ed. They both stood and immediately began removing
one another's clothing. Dax felt like a voyeur, but it was very
exciting. Linda was a knock-out and he could feel his cock begin
to lengthen. It was like watching his own personal porn film with
the added excitement that he helped write the script. He watched
as Ed's hands went to Linda's heavy, naked breasts. Ed's eyes
gradually lowered to view this lovely spectacle. He tweaked her
lovely hardening nipples and filled his hands with tit flesh.

     Linda moved her hands to Ed's now-naked buttocks and
squeezed as she offered her hot lips to him. His thick penis
began its upward climb to erection leaving a slight trail of
seminal fluid on Linda's baby blue panties. As his hands sneaked
inside the waist band of her panties and he filled his hands with
her ample ass cheeks, a deep moan escaped her lips into his hot
mouth. Dax watched as Linda's buttocks were exposed to his view.
His rod was now rock hard and straining for a volcanic release.
Linda's full buttocks were pressed together and separated
intermittently. Dax could see the deep crevice of her ass and the
dark patch of cunt hair. The smell of lust filled his nostrils
and increased his own excitement.

     Soon Linda dropped to her knees and placed Ed's extended
meat gently into her mouth. Ed squeezed his ass tight as he
pushed forward to gain depth. Linda lifted his balls and massaged
them gently as her wet mouth surrounded his straining cock. Each
time he pulled slightly out of her mouth, Dax was able to see the
residue of her saliva coating his huge penis; preparing it for
its trip into the depths of her slippery and swollen pussy lips.
Never had Dax seen such an erotic sight. He almost felt part of
the action, and his hand began to massage the grand lump in his
own pants.

     Gently, Ed lifted Linda into his arms and headed for the
couch. He lower her as her breasts swayed like oceans of heavy
fluid contained only by the shores of flesh that surrounded them.
He nipples were hard and extended. The tight nipple flesh pulled
hard at the ample breast which surrounded each. After settled in
a reclining position, Linda felt her legs being separated by Ed's
strong hands. The muff of cunt hair which encircled her deep
honey pot separated to frame a slick pink gully. Dax watched as
her love cream seeped out of her hole and ran down into the deep,
warm crack of her ass to bathe her tight, quivering  ass hole.

     Ed's lips began at the knee on the inside of Linda's thigh.
Never was he this hot. His normally thick cock was as rigid as an
iron bar and felt like lead. It became to hard that he could feel
his hairy balls squeezed tightly against his body. His lips
continued to more painting Linda's inner thigh with hot saliva.
Closer and closer they came to her gaping hole tunnel. The
fragrance of her wet sex visited his senses and made him tingle
with added excitement. Linda could feel his slightly rough face
teasing its way toward the magnet of her dripping, hair-covered
pussy lips. His hands continued to test the weight of her
jiggling tits. Each time the palms of his hands brushed her tight
nipples it sent waves of excitement to her straining clitoris.

     On his nose he could feel the moist hair which covered her
quivering cunt. Reaching from behind, spreading her tight
buttocks, Ed used his fingers to spread the lips of her love
tunnel. Ever so gently he pressed his hard tongue into her fuck
pit. Dax removed his hand from his laboring penis, concerned that
it would ejaculate prior to their completion. His eyes remained
glued to the hot action. Linda was hotter than she had ever
remembered being. She swallowed Ed's expanded cock and drove it
into the depths of her throat with his 5'11", 155 pound frame.
She could feel Ed's hairy balls rest on her chin as she filled
her hands with his buttocks and pulled him yet harder toward her.
Grinding her slick pussy into his gaping mouth, she could feel
the weight of her breasts as they bounced in the air and tingled
her rubbery nipples.

     Ed broke the lock that they had placed their convulsing
bodies in. Turning her on her knees to present her taunt buttocks
to his gaze and aim, Ed leaned her soft breasts against the couch
and filled his hand with his own thick organ. Stroking it several
times to bring it to yet new length, Ed placed the spear-like tip
at the door of her womanhood. Linda couldn't help herself as she
pressed backward trying to prematurely swallow his member with
her hairy, dripping sheath. Ed soon rewarded her as he smeared
love juices over the tip of his meat and began pressing its
length into the depths of her hole. Deeper and deeper it
traveled. What a vision! He could see the thick cock pole slip
effortlessly into the dark canyon of wet heat. As he withdrew, Ed
could see the evidence of her own juices glistening on his bone.

     Dax watched as the strokes increased in intensity, speed and
depth. The sound of Ed's thighs smacking against Linda's firm ass
was music to his ears. Dax could see Linda's ass wiggle as she
screwed it back to receive Ed's advances. Her breasts jiggled so
voluptuously that Dax's fuck bone almost went off without him
touching it. His gaze traveled to Linda's face. The look on her
face was a combination of angel and demon. Her earthy grunts gave
him new reason to maintain erection. He loved the sound of
pleasure, and there was no doubt that Linda had never felt so
much unadulterated bliss. She was bucking wildly as the
unrelenting cock drove deep into her cavernous pussy.

     The fever pitch that they had attained was soon met with the
ecstasy they sought. Linda was screaming, "fuck that deep cunt
Patrick. Fuck my hole with your hot meat and pour your cum into
my guts." She was indeed being made love to by Patrick Swazee. He
wanted her and he was taking her.

     "You feel so damn wonderful Kim. Take my bone in your hole
and don't let go. I want to pump my cock in to you until it falls
off," Ed responded. His cock was in Kim Bassinger's tight pussy
and his hands were squeezing her rubbery ass cheeks. All at once,
Ed through his head back and began a series of low grunts as he
pumped his cream into Linda's pounding body. As if playing her
part in an orchestra, Linda buried the top of her head into the
couch and tossed her cunt up toward Ed driving bone. "Yes, Yes,
Yes, Harder, Harder, Now, Now, Ohhhhhh!" she screamed.

     Soon they were spent and laying together in a half sleep.
They were too tired to move or didn't care to. Dax placed them
both into another trance. He gave them post hypnotic suggestions
that they would wake up feeling wonderful, well-rested and
remember everything that occurred during the love making
experience at the count of three.

     "One, two, three; awaken feeling wonderful and sexy," Dax
said as he clapped his hands loudly. They both opened their eyes
slowly. Their faces were graced with the most wonderful smile,
but each of them appeared to have experienced some embarrassment.
Dax couldn't quite tell whether it was guilt or not. "How do you
feel?:

     Linda began with a smile, "I feel like a truck hit me - but
right in the correct place. It was a truck I have wanted to be
hit by for a long time. I can't really believe that Patrick
Swazee made love to me." She soon noticed that she hadn't a
stitch of clothes on. As Dax saw her concern, he offered an
afghan for her to cover up.

     "I don't think I have ever had a hotter experience. I was
convinced that Linda was Kim Bassinger. No -- Kim Bassinger can
not be that good. This is unbelievable. I can't wait to start
again. Thank you Dax," Ed said meaningfully.

     "There's no need to thank me. I was just the facilitator.
You and Linda made it all happen. The next time we get together,
I want to teach you both how to be anyone you want, with anyone
you want, wherever you want to be and as long as you want to be
there," Dax said. "Now I have a little drive ahead of me, and I
must to going. Beat's the hell out of bowling, doesn't it? Sit
tight. I'll show myself out. Leave me a message on the computer
and let me know is you have any suggestions on how to improve the
process."

     Dax wasn't out the door before Ed and Linda were deeply
involved in their own new experiment. Dax couldn't get home
quickly enough so he could take care of his own hard business. On
the trip home his mind wandered to pat himself on the back for
another success story. These two were one of the hottest couples
he had ever helped. It didn't do him any harm either.


CHAPTER 8


     "You are now more deeply asleep than you have ever been.
Your body is weightless and seems to float among the clouds. You
can't feel your arms or legs. All tension has bled from your
muscles, and you are at complete peace. You are traveling down an
escalator. As the moments pass, you are going deeper and deeper
into a warm and satisfying trance. You feel more safe and
comfortable than you ever have.

     "Am I correct when I say that you are interested in mentally
living through a fantasy as a spy in Russia?" Dax inquired of his
subject Fannie.

     "Yesss. I want to live my fantasy of being a sexy fem fatale
sent into Russia to extract secrets from a Russian munitions
scientist. I want it to be the sexiest and more exciting
experience of my life," Fannie explained in a slow, far-away
voice.

     Dax continued, "You have been sent to Russia under the
pretense of developing trade between the U.S.A. and the Soviet
Union. You work for World Trade Developers in Moscow. You are the
sexiest woman in the city. You have been moving in the upper
crust society of the Soviet Union in an effort to promote
products for the United States and surreptitiously obtain the
plans for a powerful laser weapon for your government.

     "You are at a cocktail party sponsored by the Kremlin to
enhance new markets of world trade. Around you are hundreds of
people, many of which you are sure work for the K.G.B. You have
to be careful. If your cover is blown, you will have your own
personal tour of Siberia.

     "You have just met Aleksei Vladimirovich a week ago, a
superior looking young man of thirty-five years of age. You are
hoping that you will see him at this party. The intelligence
network assures you that Vladimirovich has top security
clearance, and the plans for the laser weapon are at his flat.

     "Alex, as you affectionately refer to him, is very well
built, 6'4", 210 pounds, works out every day and has a face that
looks like it was chiseled out of marble. His hair is blond and
his eyes are a deep azure blue. He showed a great deal of
interest in you last week when you were at his office on another
matter. You can imagine the size of his cock by the lovely bulge
resting in his trousers, and you are grateful for the opportunity
to work on this project.

     "You glide through the room in your well-fitted sapphire
blue dress. Your long brown hair beautifully frames your lovely
face and cool green eyes. It clings to your 5'9" frame, accenting
your lovely breasts and rolling buttocks. Every person's eyes are
on you, and each step you take excites you more. You are casually
looking for Alex as you enjoy the attention that both men and
women are showering you with. Your eye catches a glimpse of him
standing on the other side of the room speaking with a beautiful
young Russian girl. Your heart sinks to think that your plans may
be delayed by this union.

     "Jorgi, a chemical engineer for one of the companies you
have been dealing with, asks you to dance. Your hauntingly green
eyes remain glued to Alex and his conversation partner as you
agree to dance with Jorgi. If he is not a strong dance leader,
you may be able to sway him closer to Alex to overhear his
conversation. Jorgi is a strong young man with more than a casual
interest in you. It feels good to be in his arms and feel his
body against yours. You can feel yourself responding to the
excitement you feel from him as your bodies move more closely
together with the soft music.

     "Jorgi holds your lovely 40" breasts close to his chest with
his hot hand at the curve of your soft 36" hips. Gradually his
left leg moves between your legs to feel the heat of your
womanhood. All the while you are moving closer to Alex with ease,
as Jorgi's mind is preoccupied with the feel of your soft
yielding body. You can feel new strength and size as Jorgi's
growing, climbing staff kisses your leg in its travels upward.
You are finding it increasingly more difficult to concentrate on
Alex's conversation. Jorgi's stiff penis is not shy. It has
become a hard wad of male meat nestled in your tightening belly.

     "Your concentration holds; you are a professional, and you
are encouraged that your ability to control is increasing. The
music ends, and Jorgi doesn't seem to want to let go of you. He
asks if he can call you from time to time in his broken, but sexy
English. You assure him that it would be wonderful to hear from
him and notice that Alex is looking at you. You try not to give
Jorgi the 'bum's rush' but can't take the chance of Alex
directing his attention elsewhere. 'Excuse me,' you direct to
Jorgi, 'I have to speak with Alex. Please do call, I'd love to
see you again' as you walk casually toward Alex.

     "A server walks by with a tray of champagne and offers a
glass. You take the drink as a prop and find that you are a bit
thirsty. Suddenly the glass is empty. 'Has champagne glass with
hole in it for you?' Alex queried with his version of English.

     "You offer your best seductive smile as you respond, 'I
suppose the warmth of the night has joined hands with the majesty
of your lovely country to dry out the old pipes.' Alex looks at
you with confusion about what your answer means. 'Yes,' you
simplify, 'I was very thirsty. The glass was with hole in it for
me,' you smile.

     "Now, at the count of three, you will wake up and be with
Alex in his car. He has graciously offered to escort you to your
hotel room. You will try to convince him that it would be better
to go elsewhere. You must get into his flat. When he snaps his
fingers once, you will be alone with him in his flat.

     "You are beginning to feel even more sexy than you ever have
before. Your senses are heightened, and every touch will send
waves of sensuous excitement through your body. You know that you
must give Alex more pleasure than he has known in order to escape
with the secrets you have come for. If Alex puts his tongue in
the crook of your neck and his penis is inside your body, you
will feel his cock grow inside of you. It will expand to a full
ten inches in length, stretching the walls of your hot cunt, and
two and a half inches in girth pressing the sensitive lips of
your womanhood outward. Each time his tongue enters your body,
you will have a small climax. You can have hundreds of orgasms.
When he holds your face in his hands, looks into your eyes and
kisses you on the forehead, you will fall back into a deep sleep
but you will remember everything when you do wake up. Do you
understand?"

     "Yes, I understand," she said in the far-away voice of the
sleeping.

     Dax began, "One, two, three. Wake up feeling sexier than you
ever have before. You are hot and mysterious and bursting with
excitement."

     "Alex, it was good of you to offer to take me home, but
there are so many people at my hotel that will tease me if I show
up with you. You know how cruel fellow workers can be. Would you
mind if we went someplace else instead?" Fannie asked pleadingly
with her cleavage giving yet additional messages.

     "You would want for to go to Aleksei's flat? I have
wonderful musik and compelling wine. We will get knowing each
another more best. And crowds make uncomfortable most for me
also," Alex commented in his sexiest Russian and accented voice
as his hand rested provocatively on Fannie's upper thigh.

     "That'd be great Alex. It's early and we have the whole
night to get to know each other better. Drive on," Fannie
suggested with a hungry smile."

     "Alex" snapped his fingers and they were in his flat. "I
will put musik to play and get blood of grape for I and you," Dax
played the part with no little relish. "Make comfortable and
relax yourself." Fannie's eyes began photographing the room, not
forgetting that in addition to her building lust, she must find
the plans for the laser weapon.

     Fannie watched Dax's muscles ripple as he walked across the
room. He felt her eyes glued to him everywhere he walked. Dax
knew that his body was merely average and that Fannie didn't see
it as average. He knew that with her mind she was able to make
"Alex" look anyway that she wanted him to look. She would
obviously make him look great. Her libido was working overtime,
and the heat developing in the center of loins only served to
improve the situation. Dax's cock began to tingle, and he
developed a heaviness in his groin that would require release
before too long.

     Fannie soon began to tingle all over her throbbing body. The
excitement of what she hoped would soon happen sent shivers
through her beautiful body. Dax left the room, went down the hall
and returned in a pair of sweat pants and sweat shirt with the
sleeves removed. There was some writing on the shirt, but she
couldn't figure out what it said. The music began to play softly
as he returned with a tray of wine with two glasses. The cork was
removed, and he poured two half glasses; seating himself next to
Fannie, he offered a glass to her extended hand.

     With little time having passed, the empty glasses found
their respective place on the huge, glass-topped cocktail table
and Fannie found herself in Alex's arms. She offered her lips to
his hungry mouth, and the tingling increased dramatically. Her
fingers and hands painted his arms and chest with a fervor as her
lust continued to build. Shivers drove through her as his fingers
began to release the buttons to her "sapphire blue dress." She
felt the material tease her soft shoulders and back as it was
slowly drawn over her skin. With a snap maneuver that surprised
her, her bra fell away in one motion exposing her undulating
breasts and erect nipples to Alex's gaze and touch. The heat in
her brain became almost unbearable. 'Fuck, Fuck, Fuck' were the
only words repeated in her mind.

     She began envisioning the muscles of his strong ass flexing
as he drove his bone deep into her wet sheath. She imagined the
hair surrounding his erect staff mingling with her own pubic
garden as the rain of the combined love juices served to slicken
their journey to eruption. She could see the tip of his engorged
fuck tool, glowing with her pussy juice; a huge purple knob
resting atop a thick, rigid pole adorned with bulging veins
feeding the strength and length of his hardness. She could feel
the weight of his hairy balls on her tight anal button,
glistening with the milk of her natural lubrication. She could
see the hair lying deep and low in the crack between her wiggling
buttocks; wet and clinging as he drove his cock meat into the
center of her being.

     As Dax moved his hands to and from heaving tits, rigid
nipples, glistening buttocks and wet cavern, his mind also
embellished the moments and searched for erotic sights, sounds
and smells. He could imagine her hands gently cradling his hairy
cum nuts. He could feel her lips begin to move on his throbbing,
straining penis. First she teased; soon she devoured his broad
column.

     The time for imagining was gone. Dax ran his tongue from one
nipple to another circling each and gently nipping at each. Down
between the cleft of her wiggling titties his tongue traveled.
Down her stomach the wet tongue set fires until it rested in her
panting navel. His teeth bared themselves and bit at her hip
bones sending new shivers up and down her spine as his hands
filled with the fleshy meat of her tight buttocks. Closer and
closer his mouth moved toward her feminine, and fragrant hole.

     Bang! Dax's tongue entered Fannie's love tunnel and she
began to quiver in climax. She had never felt anything quite like
this. It wasn't a roaring, earth-shaking orgasm. It was as if she
had been plugged into and electrical outlet. She could feel
electric shocks traveling between her pussy, her ass hole and her
marble-hard nipples and back again. It came again, and again, and
again. She became dizzy and drove her fuck box against Dax's
intruding face. After the first few jolts, Fannie began trying to
count the eruptions to herself. 'One, two, three, four, fiiiive,
holy shit, that was a great one, six, seven, eiggggg, Oh fuck,
can it get better than this?' Fannie wondered.

     Dax withdrew his tongue and turned her over. His tongue
moved slowly up the back of her thighs, nipping at the taunt back
of her knees. Painting the back of her thighs with his saliva,
Dax soon drove his tongue into the crack of her ass. Fannie threw
her ass up in the air, and Dax's tongue drove deep into her cunt
hole once again. Bang! Another electric shock fired through her
wiggling frame. Teasing it's way up Fannie's back, Dax's tongue
played on her shoulder blades and dipped into her glistening arm
pits. She could now feel his hard meat resting in the gully
between the balls of her ass cheeks. She knew she needed that
bone deep in her guts.

     Now Fannie took the offensive. Pushing Dax over to lie on
his back, she was on him with hands and tongue. Licking his
swollen balls, she saw his huge staff grow again. Her hand
stroked his love pole, and she saw the fluid begin to come to the
tip of his lust weapon. Her hungry eyes danced from rippling
belly, to hairy chest, to the purple tip of his spear. In one
motion his cock was driven deep into her throat. It was stopped
when it met resistance from the throat muscles, but only briefly.
Given the chance to adjust, her throat opened even further, and
the cock finished its journey and was embedded deep in her
throat. She had taken it all, and her lips rested in his wiry
public hair. Driving it in and out gave Dax a wonderful sensation
as the head of his cock was systematically squeezed and released
by the involuntary muscles of her throat. He would soon cum if he
didn't stop now, and he wanted to squirt his load into Fannie's
hot pussy.

     Turning her over in one quick motion, Dax spread her legs to
expose her soaked honey pot. Resting on his knees, he lowered his
face once again to her pit. Bang! The shock provided yet
additional orgasms. She drove her hot pussy against his face like
a crazed animal, grunting and crying, "Oh fuck, fuck me, fuck my
deep hole, spread my hairy cunt and fuck it deep. Shove your
great cum stick into my quim and dump your hot load."

     "No! I want to see you play with your body. I want to see
you fuck yourself and pinch your hard nipples. I want to see you
finger fuck your hole and cum for me," Dax insisted.

     "Don't make me wait, Alex. I need your cock in my hole. I
need you to squeeze my ass cheeks as you drive your thick cock
into my pussy. Please!" Fannie begged.

     "Do it baby! Show me your beautiful titties. Pinch your
rock-hard nipples. Dig in your hole with your hand and show me
how you are going to cum hard for me. Show me how much you want
my bone in your hole," Dax demanded as she began to moan and
comply with his demands.

     Fannie filled her hands with her own heavy, yet firm breasts
and squeezed hard. Filling her hands with tit flesh, she offered
her raised and tight nipples to Dax's glance. Sliding her hands
toward the center of each breast, she grabbed each nipple between
forefinger and thumb and began to pinch and roll the puckered
nipple flesh. This sent waves of additional excitement through
her lust-racked body.

     Her hips began to bounce on the bed as if there was an
imaginary cock driving deep inside of her. Releasing one ripe
nipple, her hand traveled down her stomach, pressing as it went
to delve into her waiting, wet bush. Nervous fingers separate the
lips of her cunt hole to cover them with the slick juice of her
desire. Dax watched as her glistening fingers moved to her love
button, pinching and pulling she was forced to grunt deeply and
begin shaking her breast with her other hand.

     Releasing her clit, her middle finger slipped effortlessly
into her wet cunt. She began pumping this single digit in and
out. Soon a second finger was introduced to the hot cavern, and
then a third. Deeper and deeper she drove her hand into her
steaming cunt. She released her other breast and used the other
hand to help pump her womanhood and furiously rub her clit. As
both hands were centered mindlessly on her loins, her breasts
were squeezed together as two huge mounds of shaking flesh
adorned by hot pink nipples reaching for the ceiling. Dax's hand
continued to slowly stroke his organ as he watched Fannie
pounding her pussy deeply. He was positioned between her
outstretched legs and she was beginning to climax. Her beautiful
face tightened as her lips were pulled taunt across it. Her eyes
were closed tightly, leaving wrinkles to frame them. The tendons
in her neck rose as if straining to keep her head on her
shoulders. Her head twisted back and forth, from side to side.

     Reaching toward her, Dax grabbed her wet hands and placed
them against his lips. He tasted this woman and smelled the
fragrance of her orgasm. If only he could bottle this scent!
Moving to one side of her, Dax rolled her over. He began
massaging the muscles of her back to reduce the tension she had
built up. His hands found her rubbery ass cheeks and deeply moved
these mounds of flesh. Fannie began to moan once again. He
massaged the muscles of her neck and began kissing her ear lobes
and neck. She began to stir again.

     Dax placed one of his knees between her legs into the wet
pit of her hot snatch and continued to rub her back.
Ever-so-slowly, Fannie began grinding her groin into his hard
knee and thigh. Dax pressed ahead as his eyes were blessed with
the vision of her buttocks wrapped around his leg and the sides
of her breasts pushed out by the pressure of the mounds resting
on the bed.

     Turning her over once again, Dax laid next to her and kissed
her gently on her hot lips. His lips traveled to her resting
nipples bringing them to life again. He again placed himself
between her legs and kissed her navel. Soon his face was resting
over her fragrant pussy. Bang! His tongue dove into her depths
and sent her convulsing again. Before Fannie knew what was
happening, Dax fell forward in one motion and his dick
effortlessly found its mark. It was deep inside of Fannie's
grasping cunt but it remained motionless. She tried to move under
his weight to drive the pole in and out, but Dax did not move. He
nuzzled his nose into the crook of her neck and allowed his
tongue to dart against her skin.

     With this move, Fannie felt something she did not know she
could feel. "Alex" had a great cock. It must be eight inches in
length and two inches wide. However, it was growing. She could
feel it getting longer and spreading her cunt lips farther apart.
She felt as if she would explode, but didn't care if she did.
When Dax's cock has reached it's full "ten inches in length and
two and a half inches in girth," Fannie felt completely full of
cock. Dax now began to move this monster pole into Fannie's
depths. Each stroke seemed to bring another climax. She didn't
know anyone could fit this much fuck bone into a cunt no matter
how big or lubricated it was.

     Dax continued to move his raging penis into Fannie's love
tunnel until he could hold off now longer. He could feel the cum
boiling in his balls. The feeling was so intense that he thought
that he could feel the cum traveling from the bottom of his legs
and from his very brain. He reached under Fannie and filled his
hands with her quaking ass cheeks as his cock continued to drive
deep into her being. Her breasts and belly were now soaked with
his perspiration and covered with his dislodged hair as he lifted
himself to watch his glistening penis drive into Fannie's body.
Her grunts resembled those of an animal driven by primordial
lust.

     Dax's cock exploded with one wave after another. His thick
cream came in gobs painting the walls of Fannie's greasy cunt.
She could feel the overflow of cum  pressing out of her hole
around his shaft, flowing down and cooling her hot ass hole. She
continued to buck hard against Dax, pulling his thick cock into
her with her heals pounding his flexing ass muscles.

     Fannie's explosion was so intense that she either passed out
or lost her sight for a short time. She could see nothing with
her eyes, but the vision of Dax's hard driving cock was burned
into her mind's eye. As her ecstasy subsided, she laid there and
continued to feel tingling throughout her spent body. Dax
couldn't or did not want to move.

     He was almost asleep when he sensed Fannie moving about the
room. 'Shit! He thought to himself. She is probably trying to
find the plans. I better not let this go any farther. "Fannie!
Did you need something?" Dax inquired.

     "No Alex. I was just looking for a towel," she responded as
she returned to the side of the bed.

     "Sit here next to me for a moment," Dax requested patting
the bed next to him. She sat but looked a bit nervous. Dax placed
his hands on either side of her face, looked into her eyes and
kissed her on the forehead. Fannie melted back onto the bed and
fell into a deep sleep once again. "You have found the plans
while Alex was sleeping, dressed and slipped out of the flat
without being detected. You are now safely away, back in your own
country, feeling wonderful and well rested. When I snap my
fingers you will begin to wake up slowly and remember everything
that happened. Do you understand?"

     Again, the far away response of "yes" came from her lips.
She was lovely laying there on the bed. Dax was reluctant to wake
her up because she looked so peaceful and angelic.

     Time was getting late, and Dax knew that Fannie would want
to get tidied up. Snapping his fingers, Dax said gently, "wake up
now feeling refreshed and comfortable. Fannie opened her eyes
slowly and allowed her glance to travel the room. Her glance
finally rested on Dax at the side of the bed.

     "That was absolutely the most exciting time I've spent in my
thirty-two years on this planet. I have never been that hot, and
I know I never came that many times in a month. Thank you so much
for teaching me a great deal about myself and my own sexuality
Dax. Promise me we will take other trips together," she pleaded.

     "Trips are my specialty Fannie. If you have the gas, I can
drive. I enjoyed it more than I can say. Jorgi did feel a little
left out. Maybe you'll have a chance to spend some time with him
in the future. I plan to teach you how to accomplish that with or
without me. But that'll be another story," Dax concluded with a
smile.


CHAPTER 9


     "You are now more deeply asleep than you have ever been.
Your body is weightless and seems to float among the clouds. You
can't feel your arms or legs. All tension has bled from your
muscles, and you are at complete peace. You are traveling down an
escalator. As the moments pass, you are going deeper and deeper
into a warm and satisfying trance. You feel more safe and
comfortable than you ever have.

     "Am I correct when I say that you are interested in mentally
living through a fantasy as a spy in Russia?" Dax inquired of his
subject Fannie.

     "Yesss. I want to live my fantasy of being a sexy fem fatale
sent into Russia to extract secrets from a Russian munitions
scientist. I want it to be the sexiest and more exciting
experience of my life," Fannie explained in a slow, far-away
voice.

     Dax continued, "You have been sent to Russia under the
pretense of developing trade between the U.S.A. and the Soviet
Union. You work for World Trade Developers in Moscow. You are the
sexiest woman in the city. You have been moving in the upper
crust society of the Soviet Union in an effort to promote
products for the United States and surreptitiously obtain the
plans for a powerful laser weapon for your government.

     "You are at a cocktail party sponsored by the Kremlin to
enhance new markets of world trade. Around you are hundreds of
people, many of which you are sure work for the K.G.B. You have
to be careful. If your cover is blown, you will have your own
personal tour of Siberia.

     "You have just met Aleksei Vladimirovich a week ago, a
superior looking young man of thirty-five years of age. You are
hoping that you will see him at this party. The intelligence
network assures you that Vladimirovich has top security
clearance, and the plans for the laser weapon are at his flat.

     "Alex, as you affectionately refer to him, is very well
built, 6'4", 210 pounds, works out every day and has a face that
looks like it was chiseled out of marble. His hair is blond and
his eyes are a deep azure blue. He showed a great deal of
interest in you last week when you were at his office on another
matter. You can imagine the size of his cock by the lovely bulge
resting in his trousers, and you are grateful for the opportunity
to work on this project.

     "You glide through the room in your well-fitted sapphire
blue dress. Your long brown hair beautifully frames your lovely
face and cool green eyes. It clings to your 5'9" frame, accenting
your lovely breasts and rolling buttocks. Every person's eyes are
on you, and each step you take excites you more. You are casually
looking for Alex as you enjoy the attention that both men and
women are showering you with. Your eye catches a glimpse of him
standing on the other side of the room speaking with a beautiful
young Russian girl. Your heart sinks to think that your plans may
be delayed by this union.

     "Jorgi, a chemical engineer for one of the companies you
have been dealing with, asks you to dance. Your hauntingly green
eyes remain glued to Alex and his conversation partner as you
agree to dance with Jorgi. If he is not a strong dance leader,
you may be able to sway him closer to Alex to overhear his
conversation. Jorgi is a strong young man with more than a casual
interest in you. It feels good to be in his arms and feel his
body against yours. You can feel yourself responding to the
excitement you feel from him as your bodies move more closely
together with the soft music.

     "Jorgi holds your lovely 40" breasts close to his chest with
his hot hand at the curve of your soft 36" hips. Gradually his
left leg moves between your legs to feel the heat of your
womanhood. All the while you are moving closer to Alex with ease,
as Jorgi's mind is preoccupied with the feel of your soft
yielding body. You can feel new strength and size as Jorgi's
growing, climbing staff kisses your leg in its travels upward.
You are finding it increasingly more difficult to concentrate on
Alex's conversation. Jorgi's stiff penis is not shy. It has
become a hard wad of male meat nestled in your tightening belly.

     "Your concentration holds; you are a professional, and you
are encouraged that your ability to control is increasing. The
music ends, and Jorgi doesn't seem to want to let go of you. He
asks if he can call you from time to time in his broken, but sexy
English. You assure him that it would be wonderful to hear from
him and notice that Alex is looking at you. You try not to give
Jorgi the 'bum's rush' but can't take the chance of Alex
directing his attention elsewhere. 'Excuse me,' you direct to
Jorgi, 'I have to speak with Alex. Please do call, I'd love to
see you again' as you walk casually toward Alex.

     "A server walks by with a tray of champagne and offers a
glass. You take the drink as a prop and find that you are a bit
thirsty. Suddenly the glass is empty. 'Has champagne glass with
hole in it for you?' Alex queried with his version of English.

     "You offer your best seductive smile as you respond, 'I
suppose the warmth of the night has joined hands with the majesty
of your lovely country to dry out the old pipes.' Alex looks at
you with confusion about what your answer means. 'Yes,' you
simplify, 'I was very thirsty. The glass was with hole in it for
me,' you smile.

     "Now, at the count of three, you will wake up and be with
Alex in his car. He has graciously offered to escort you to your
hotel room. You will try to convince him that it would be better
to go elsewhere. You must get into his flat. When he snaps his
fingers once, you will be alone with him in his flat.

     "You are beginning to feel even more sexy than you ever have
before. Your senses are heightened, and every touch will send
waves of sensuous excitement through your body. You know that you
must give Alex more pleasure than he has known in order to escape
with the secrets you have come for. If Alex puts his tongue in
the crook of your neck and his penis is inside your body, you
will feel his cock grow inside of you. It will expand to a full
ten inches in length, stretching the walls of your hot cunt, and
two and a half inches in girth pressing the sensitive lips of
your womanhood outward. Each time his tongue enters your body,
you will have a small climax. You can have hundreds of orgasms.
When he holds your face in his hands, looks into your eyes and
kisses you on the forehead, you will fall back into a deep sleep
but you will remember everything when you do wake up. Do you
understand?"

     "Yes, I understand," she said in the far-away voice of the
sleeping.

     Dax began, "One, two, three. Wake up feeling sexier than you
ever have before. You are hot and mysterious and bursting with
excitement."

     "Alex, it was good of you to offer to take me home, but
there are so many people at my hotel that will tease me if I show
up with you. You know how cruel fellow workers can be. Would you
mind if we went someplace else instead?" Fannie asked pleadingly
with her cleavage giving yet additional messages.

     "You would want for to go to Aleksei's flat? I have
wonderful musik and compelling wine. We will get knowing each
another more best. And crowds make uncomfortable most for me
also," Alex commented in his sexiest Russian and accented voice
as his hand rested provocatively on Fannie's upper thigh.

     "That'd be great Alex. It's early and we have the whole
night to get to know each other better. Drive on," Fannie
suggested with a hungry smile."

     "Alex" snapped his fingers and they were in his flat. "I
will put musik to play and get blood of grape for I and you," Dax
played the part with no little relish. "Make comfortable and
relax yourself." Fannie's eyes began photographing the room, not
forgetting that in addition to her building lust, she must find
the plans for the laser weapon.

     Fannie watched Dax's muscles ripple as he walked across the
room. He felt her eyes glued to him everywhere he walked. Dax
knew that his body was merely average and that Fannie didn't see
it as average. He knew that with her mind she was able to make
"Alex" look anyway that she wanted him to look. She would
obviously make him look great. Her libido was working overtime,
and the heat developing in the center of loins only served to
improve the situation. Dax's cock began to tingle, and he
developed a heaviness in his groin that would require release
before too long.

     Fannie soon began to tingle all over her throbbing body. The
excitement of what she hoped would soon happen sent shivers
through her beautiful body. Dax left the room, went down the hall
and returned in a pair of sweat pants and sweat shirt with the
sleeves removed. There was some writing on the shirt, but she
couldn't figure out what it said. The music began to play softly
as he returned with a tray of wine with two glasses. The cork was
removed, and he poured two half glasses; seating himself next to
Fannie, he offered a glass to her extended hand.

     With little time having passed, the empty glasses found
their respective place on the huge, glass-topped cocktail table
and Fannie found herself in Alex's arms. She offered her lips to
his hungry mouth, and the tingling increased dramatically. Her
fingers and hands painted his arms and chest with a fervor as her
lust continued to build. Shivers drove through her as his fingers
began to release the buttons to her "sapphire blue dress." She
felt the material tease her soft shoulders and back as it was
slowly drawn over her skin. With a snap maneuver that surprised
her, her bra fell away in one motion exposing her undulating
breasts and erect nipples to Alex's gaze and touch. The heat in
her brain became almost unbearable. 'Fuck, Fuck, Fuck' were the
only words repeated in her mind.

     She began envisioning the muscles of his strong ass flexing
as he drove his bone deep into her wet sheath. She imagined the
hair surrounding his erect staff mingling with her own pubic
garden as the rain of the combined love juices served to slicken
their journey to eruption. She could see the tip of his engorged
fuck tool, glowing with her pussy juice; a huge purple knob
resting atop a thick, rigid pole adorned with bulging veins
feeding the strength and length of his hardness. She could feel
the weight of his hairy balls on her tight anal button,
glistening with the milk of her natural lubrication. She could
see the hair lying deep and low in the crack between her wiggling
buttocks; wet and clinging as he drove his cock meat into the
center of her being.

     As Dax moved his hands to and from heaving tits, rigid
nipples, glistening buttocks and wet cavern, his mind also
embellished the moments and searched for erotic sights, sounds
and smells. He could imagine her hands gently cradling his hairy
cum nuts. He could feel her lips begin to move on his throbbing,
straining penis. First she teased; soon she devoured his broad
column.

     The time for imagining was gone. Dax ran his tongue from one
nipple to another circling each and gently nipping at each. Down
between the cleft of her wiggling titties his tongue traveled.
Down her stomach the wet tongue set fires until it rested in her
panting navel. His teeth bared themselves and bit at her hip
bones sending new shivers up and down her spine as his hands
filled with the fleshy meat of her tight buttocks. Closer and
closer his mouth moved toward her feminine, and fragrant hole.

     Bang! Dax's tongue entered Fannie's love tunnel and she
began to quiver in climax. She had never felt anything quite like
this. It wasn't a roaring, earth-shaking orgasm. It was as if she
had been plugged into and electrical outlet. She could feel
electric shocks traveling between her pussy, her ass hole and her
marble-hard nipples and back again. It came again, and again, and
again. She became dizzy and drove her fuck box against Dax's
intruding face. After the first few jolts, Fannie began trying to
count the eruptions to herself. 'One, two, three, four, fiiiive,
holy shit, that was a great one, six, seven, eiggggg, Oh fuck,
can it get better than this?' Fannie wondered.

     Dax withdrew his tongue and turned her over. His tongue
moved slowly up the back of her thighs, nipping at the taunt back
of her knees. Painting the back of her thighs with his saliva,
Dax soon drove his tongue into the crack of her ass. Fannie threw
her ass up in the air, and Dax's tongue drove deep into her cunt
hole once again. Bang! Another electric shock fired through her
wiggling frame. Teasing it's way up Fannie's back, Dax's tongue
played on her shoulder blades and dipped into her glistening arm
pits. She could now feel his hard meat resting in the gully
between the balls of her ass cheeks. She knew she needed that
bone deep in her guts.

     Now Fannie took the offensive. Pushing Dax over to lie on
his back, she was on him with hands and tongue. Licking his
swollen balls, she saw his huge staff grow again. Her hand
stroked his love pole, and she saw the fluid begin to come to the
tip of his lust weapon. Her hungry eyes danced from rippling
belly, to hairy chest, to the purple tip of his spear. In one
motion his cock was driven deep into her throat. It was stopped
when it met resistance from the throat muscles, but only briefly.
Given the chance to adjust, her throat opened even further, and
the cock finished its journey and was embedded deep in her
throat. She had taken it all, and her lips rested in his wiry
public hair. Driving it in and out gave Dax a wonderful sensation
as the head of his cock was systematically squeezed and released
by the involuntary muscles of her throat. He would soon cum if he
didn't stop now, and he wanted to squirt his load into Fannie's
hot pussy.

     Turning her over in one quick motion, Dax spread her legs to
expose her soaked honey pot. Resting on his knees, he lowered his
face once again to her pit. Bang! The shock provided yet
additional orgasms. She drove her hot pussy against his face like
a crazed animal, grunting and crying, "Oh fuck, fuck me, fuck my
deep hole, spread my hairy cunt and fuck it deep. Shove your
great cum stick into my quim and dump your hot load."

     "No! I want to see you play with your body. I want to see
you fuck yourself and pinch your hard nipples. I want to see you
finger fuck your hole and cum for me," Dax insisted.

     "Don't make me wait, Alex. I need your cock in my hole. I
need you to squeeze my ass cheeks as you drive your thick cock
into my pussy. Please!" Fannie begged.

     "Do it baby! Show me your beautiful titties. Pinch your
rock-hard nipples. Dig in your hole with your hand and show me
how you are going to cum hard for me. Show me how much you want
my bone in your hole," Dax demanded as she began to moan and
comply with his demands.

     Fannie filled her hands with her own heavy, yet firm breasts
and squeezed hard. Filling her hands with tit flesh, she offered
her raised and tight nipples to Dax's glance. Sliding her hands
toward the center of each breast, she grabbed each nipple between
forefinger and thumb and began to pinch and roll the puckered
nipple flesh. This sent waves of additional excitement through
her lust-racked body.

     Her hips began to bounce on the bed as if there was an
imaginary cock driving deep inside of her. Releasing one ripe
nipple, her hand traveled down her stomach, pressing as it went
to delve into her waiting, wet bush. Nervous fingers separate the
lips of her cunt hole to cover them with the slick juice of her
desire. Dax watched as her glistening fingers moved to her love
button, pinching and pulling she was forced to grunt deeply and
begin shaking her breast with her other hand.

     Releasing her clit, her middle finger slipped effortlessly
into her wet cunt. She began pumping this single digit in and
out. Soon a second finger was introduced to the hot cavern, and
then a third. Deeper and deeper she drove her hand into her
steaming cunt. She released her other breast and used the other
hand to help pump her womanhood and furiously rub her clit. As
both hands were centered mindlessly on her loins, her breasts
were squeezed together as two huge mounds of shaking flesh
adorned by hot pink nipples reaching for the ceiling. Dax's hand
continued to slowly stroke his organ as he watched Fannie
pounding her pussy deeply. He was positioned between her
outstretched legs and she was beginning to climax. Her beautiful
face tightened as her lips were pulled taunt across it. Her eyes
were closed tightly, leaving wrinkles to frame them. The tendons
in her neck rose as if straining to keep her head on her
shoulders. Her head twisted back and forth, from side to side.

     Reaching toward her, Dax grabbed her wet hands and placed
them against his lips. He tasted this woman and smelled the
fragrance of her orgasm. If only he could bottle this scent!
Moving to one side of her, Dax rolled her over. He began
massaging the muscles of her back to reduce the tension she had
built up. His hands found her rubbery ass cheeks and deeply moved
these mounds of flesh. Fannie began to moan once again. He
massaged the muscles of her neck and began kissing her ear lobes
and neck. She began to stir again.

     Dax placed one of his knees between her legs into the wet
pit of her hot snatch and continued to rub her back.
Ever-so-slowly, Fannie began grinding her groin into his hard
knee and thigh. Dax pressed ahead as his eyes were blessed with
the vision of her buttocks wrapped around his leg and the sides
of her breasts pushed out by the pressure of the mounds resting
on the bed.

     Turning her over once again, Dax laid next to her and kissed
her gently on her hot lips. His lips traveled to her resting
nipples bringing them to life again. He again placed himself
between her legs and kissed her navel. Soon his face was resting
over her fragrant pussy. Bang! His tongue dove into her depths
and sent her convulsing again. Before Fannie knew what was
happening, Dax fell forward in one motion and his dick
effortlessly found its mark. It was deep inside of Fannie's
grasping cunt but it remained motionless. She tried to move under
his weight to drive the pole in and out, but Dax did not move. He
nuzzled his nose into the crook of her neck and allowed his
tongue to dart against her skin.

     With this move, Fannie felt something she did not know she
could feel. "Alex" had a great cock. It must be eight inches in
length and two inches wide. However, it was growing. She could
feel it getting longer and spreading her cunt lips farther apart.
She felt as if she would explode, but didn't care if she did.
When Dax's cock has reached it's full "ten inches in length and
two and a half inches in girth," Fannie felt completely full of
cock. Dax now began to move this monster pole into Fannie's
depths. Each stroke seemed to bring another climax. She didn't
know anyone could fit this much fuck bone into a cunt no matter
how big or lubricated it was.

     Dax continued to move his raging penis into Fannie's love
tunnel until he could hold off now longer. He could feel the cum
boiling in his balls. The feeling was so intense that he thought
that he could feel the cum traveling from the bottom of his legs
and from his very brain. He reached under Fannie and filled his
hands with her quaking ass cheeks as his cock continued to drive
deep into her being. Her breasts and belly were now soaked with
his perspiration and covered with his dislodged hair as he lifted
himself to watch his glistening penis drive into Fannie's body.
Her grunts resembled those of an animal driven by primordial
lust.

     Dax's cock exploded with one wave after another. His thick
cream came in gobs painting the walls of Fannie's greasy cunt.
She could feel the overflow of cum  pressing out of her hole
around his shaft, flowing down and cooling her hot ass hole. She
continued to buck hard against Dax, pulling his thick cock into
her with her heals pounding his flexing ass muscles.

     Fannie's explosion was so intense that she either passed out
or lost her sight for a short time. She could see nothing with
her eyes, but the vision of Dax's hard driving cock was burned
into her mind's eye. As her ecstasy subsided, she laid there and
continued to feel tingling throughout her spent body. Dax
couldn't or did not want to move.

     He was almost asleep when he sensed Fannie moving about the
room. 'Shit! He thought to himself. She is probably trying to
find the plans. I better not let this go any farther. "Fannie!
Did you need something?" Dax inquired.

     "No Alex. I was just looking for a towel," she responded as
she returned to the side of the bed.

     "Sit here next to me for a moment," Dax requested patting
the bed next to him. She sat but looked a bit nervous. Dax placed
his hands on either side of her face, looked into her eyes and
kissed her on the forehead. Fannie melted back onto the bed and
fell into a deep sleep once again. "You have found the plans
while Alex was sleeping, dressed and slipped out of the flat
without being detected. You are now safely away, back in your own
country, feeling wonderful and well rested. When I snap my
fingers you will begin to wake up slowly and remember everything
that happened. Do you understand?"

     Again, the far away response of "yes" came from her lips.
She was lovely laying there on the bed. Dax was reluctant to wake
her up because she looked so peaceful and angelic.

     Time was getting late, and Dax knew that Fannie would want
to get tidied up. Snapping his fingers, Dax said gently, "wake up
now feeling refreshed and comfortable. Fannie opened her eyes
slowly and allowed her glance to travel the room. Her glance
finally rested on Dax at the side of the bed.

     "That was absolutely the most exciting time I've spent in my
thirty-two years on this planet. I have never been that hot, and
I know I never came that many times in a month. Thank you so much
for teaching me a great deal about myself and my own sexuality
Dax. Promise me we will take other trips together," she pleaded.

     "Trips are my specialty Fannie. If you have the gas, I can
drive. I enjoyed it more than I can say. Jorgi did feel a little
left out. Maybe you'll have a chance to spend some time with him
in the future. I plan to teach you how to accomplish that with or
without me. But that'll be another story," Dax concluded with a
smile.


CHAPTER 10


     It was Sunday evening, and Dax was tripping through the
channels with his trusty remote. Low and behold, Captain James T.
Kirk of the Starship Enterpise was listening to Bones explaining
that he was a doctor and not a miracle worker. Spock was
sharpening his ears to deal with the next catastrophe, and it
dawned on Dax that one of his computer correspondent pals was a
Sci Fi aficionado.

     Dax had the opportunity to communicate frequently with her
over the phone lines, through the computer, but had never met
her. Her computer handle was Star; not an uncommon name for a Sci
Fi buff. He had seen a photo of her, that he downloaded in what
is referred to as a GIF format; a digitized representation of a
photo that has been scanned into a computer. The photo was, as
she suggested, somewhat old, but all of the same characteristics
must still be present. She was an exciting-looking woman sporting
shoulder length brown hair, a lovely smile, large breasts and a
well-defined waist. Her wit assured Dax that she was someone that
he would enjoy being with.

     She had indicated some interest in hypnosis, but said that
it had been tried before with her to no avail. Further, she
shared that she had a very vivid imagination and did love sex a
great deal. Her main interest was in satisfying her partner.
"Would you be willing to have me try working with you one day to
determine if you have the ability to go into a trance?" Dax asked
during one of their frequent conversations.

     "Well, I think we have gotten to know one another well
enough. I wouldn't be opposed to it, but I really don't think
that it will do any good. Do you think thursday will be good for
you," she asked.

     "I don't think I have anything pressing. I'll double check
and leave a message for you on the system. Just leave your
address and the time you want me to show up. If there's a
problem, I'll let you know, and we can make it another time," Dax
urged.

     Star's mind began to question. 'Wouldn't it be great to make
love in a space ship? I wonder what kind of a guy this Dax really
is? Could I really be hypnotized? I wonder how it would feel that
have a Romulan's thick cock inside of me? Does a Romulan have a
cock?' The questions continued to flow with no distinct result in
mind. The thought of it, none-the-less was making her horny. She
hoped that thursday would bring some interesting answers.

     Dax returned home from the office and turned on his
computer. In only seconds he was on line with the bulletin board
system and found that there was a message for him. His eyes lit
up when he saw that Star had left him the information about her
address, general directions and the time of eight o'clock. He
immediately keyed in the information advising her that the date
and time were fine, and that he would be happy to be there.

     Method would be the difficulty. Dax knew that if Star was
intelligent and had a vivid imagination, she should be very
susceptible to hypnosis. Her problem was likely that no one took
enough time to relax her sufficiently to allow the suggestions to
do their work. Dax had devised a method that had worked several
times in the past and would introduce Star to it when they met.

     Thursday arrived and Dax started to drive over to Star's
house. He was about fifteen minutes early so he decided to just
ride about the neighborhood. At 8:00 o'clock he drew together the
courage to approach Star's door. After a brief wait and after the
knock on the door, it opened to reveal a lovely woman with a warm
smile and a look of slight apprehension. "Dax?" she asked,
wondering if this could be her previously unseen friend. A
wordless smile assured her that this was indeed Dax, and she
invited him to enter. "Please made yourself comfortable, Dax. I
thought I would get us a drink. Would you like a glass of white
wine?, she queried.

     "That'd be great Star; but please don't go to any trouble,"
Dax pleaded in his best manner. He walked into the living room
and settled in what appeared to be a comfortable chair. Soon Star
returned with a tray bearing a bottle of chilled wine, a cork
screw and two stemmed glasses. He couldn't help but to notice her
warm body as it swayed into the room. She appealed to him in
several respects. He already knew that she had a pleasant enough
personality, and now he saw that she was also physically
appealing. "Would you like to begin right away, Star?" he asked.

     "Whenever you're ready, Dax," she responded. Dax asked her
to pour herself a glass of wine and have a seat in a comfortable
chair. She did so and selected a chair close to Dax. She sipped
on the wine and leaned back to become comfortable. Dax slowly
took her through a series of relaxation exercises and noticed
that she was making fine progress. He decided to deepen the
trance and see what happened. She was indeed imaginative and
seemed to be a good subject. The trance was deepened once again.
She was mentally brought down deeper and deeper by visualizing an
escalator reaching to the depths of her mind. Dax could see the
muscles of her body begin to relax as she sunk into the chair.

     "You are now in a deeper sleep than you have ever been
before, Star. You are a very sensual woman, and you can feel
yourself tingling all over. There is a warmth spreading
throughout your lovely body, teasing your full breasts and
painting your womanhood. It merely serves to make you more
comfortable and relaxed. You have often shared an interest in
Science Fiction. I am going to take you on a journey that will
enable you to experience things that you have never felt before.
From time to time you will perceive yourself to be in danger, but
I stress that at no time will I allow anything to happen to you.
If at any time you become too concerned, you may fall into a
natural sleep and awaken slowly; unafraid and well rested. You
are not compelled to do anything against your will. If you
encounter anything that you are uncomfortable with, feel free to
share that with me. Do you understand?" Dax asked. Star nodded
slowly, and Dax continued.

     "You will become the character in this story, and you will
see, hear and feel everything that the character does.

     "Star finds herself in a strange land. There are colors she
has never seen, sounds she's never heard and smells that have
never touched her senses. There is an abundance of lovely trees
and flowers that blend to offer her eyes the most wondrous gift.
She can hear a waterfall close by and smell the moisture in the
air. Her heart is racing in anticipation of what experience she
may meet.

     "She is science officer and has just ridden a light beam to
this strange planet's surface. Star is under orders of the
Captain of the vessel which has brought her to this strange
globe. She is on a mission to discover if there exists
intelligent life on this planet. She looks about and see Maagnex,
a citizen of Szinval. Earth and Szinval have entered into an
alliance of joint adventure to search the galaxy for other
potential allies in their common battle against an evil galactic
empire. Maagnex is neither man nor woman. Szinvalites have the
ability to self reproduce and re-generate themselves.

     "As she exchanges wary glances with her new partner,
suddenly she sees a slow flash of bluish energy strike Maagnex
squarely in the chest. He drops to the reddish ground, and she
immediately pulls her ultra-sound weapon. Her eyes flash from
colorful rock to unrecognized tree in an effort to locate the
source of the assassin. She sees movement to the left, and
quickly turns and trains her weapon on the area of movement. A
scale-covered creature peeks out from behind a green rock and
takes aim. Star's weapon is discharged, and an inhuman sound
issues forth from behind the rock.

     "Cautiously, she approaches the spot where the sound came
from. Her eyes fix on what appears to be a monster of regal
proportions. He must have stood eight feet tall. He was
completely naked and covered with reptilian scales. She believes
that it must have been a male because of the rather large sex
organs that resembled those of a human man. In the distance, she
hears animal-like sounds and see several similar creature
approaching. She is grateful that they don't look too bright.
Quickly she returns to Maagnex and begins to usher it into what
appears to be a cave off to your left. As she drags Maagnex into
the cave, she feels a slight upward pull.

     "She enters further into the cave and Maagnex soon feels
almost weightless. Suddenly, she feels herself rising up into the
air in the interior of the cave. Maagnex is following her. She
settles gently onto the ceiling of the cave. She is only twenty
feet into the cave, and she feels almost weightless. The whole
world seems to be up side down. As she pulls Maagnex further into
the cave, her weight seems to increase. There was never anything
like this in her star manual. Gravity becomes reversed in this
bizarre cave.

     "Her journey continues as she attempts to find a place where
she can administer aid to Maagnex and notify her Captain. Soon
she finds a small pool of water, resting comfortably in the
ceiling of the cave. Maagnex groans, and she harbors some hope
that it will recover sufficiently to return to the ship's medical
staff. Its wounds are dressed to such an extent to stop the
slight bleeding that occurred, and she reaches for her
communication device. 'Star to Command', she hails the ship.

     "There is no answer and her concern increases that the
reverse field that she has encountered has hampered her ability
to reach her ship. She must return to the mouth of the cave in an
effort to contact the ship. She decides to wait in hopes that her
unwanted visitors outside the cave will take their fallen warrior
and leave the area. If the crew of the ship does not hear from
Star soon, they will surely investigate.

     "Minutes passed like lazy hours. She decides to approach the
entrance to the cave to try again to communicate with the ship.
Stealthily, she moves across the ceiling of the cave. She begins
to feel more weightless again. Just as she sees the opening, she
feels a presence and smells an odor that she can not identify.
Her weapon is advanced before her. Instantly, her arm is in the
cold grip of something or someone unidentifiable. The pressure on
her wrist is so severe that her weapon floats away. In one swift,
powerful motion she feels her suit stripped from her to expose
her ample breasts and vacillating thighs.

     "It was one of the creatures that she had encountered upon
arrival. Her heart pounds as she fights this frightening
creature. His cold, scaled hands gently but menacingly reach for
her undulating breasts and strokes her taunt buttocks wiggling
toward freedom. Suddenly her panties disappear in one movement
exposing a tuft of soft hair which protects her velvety pussy
lips. Her mind is racing. This creature is trying to rape her.
She sees his engorged, scaleless member standing in an erect
fashion. It has increased in size and must now be twenty inches
in length and a full four inches wide. His balls are like two
soft coconuts, devoid of hair.

     "There is no possible way that she can survive such an
assault. Star reaches deep within herself to muster all of her
strength and lashes out with her foot at his huge balls. After
the thud which sounded foreboding, she looks into his eyes to
determine what damage is done. It appeared as though he smiled.
Her concern turns to panic. As they floated through the air, she
is helpless to stop his drive. His cold hand reaches into the
crevice of her ass, and he spreads her legs with his strong
finger-like extensions. His other hand is around her waist, and
he draws her to him. Closer and closer his huge cock comes to her
straining pussy. It touches the lips of her pussy, and she fights
him away once again. Her strength is quickly subsiding, and she
knows that only moments stand between her and agony.

     "Zap... the report of a ultra-sound weapon steals through
the cave. Star looks into the face of her assailant to find a
stupid, confused look which seemed to linger motionless. The
creature relaxed and seemed to float over into the corner of the
cavern. Star remained floating in the cave, and soon her eyes
fell upon Captain Dax Mandrel standing at the entrance to the
grotto. Star's relief was beyond words. 'Are you OK, Star?' asked
Dax.

     "'Yes Captain. I've never been so glad to see anyone in my
life; in the life I almost didn't have any more. Thank you.

     "'I've never seen a reverse gravity cave before. Is Maagnex
in there with you?' the Captain inquired as he attempted to
divert his eyes out of deference to Star's nakedness.

     "'Yes Captain. I don't know what kind of shape it's in. It
took a pretty bad shot to the chest,' she responded as she
suddenly realized that she didn't have a stitch of clothing on.

     "The Captain explains that their is a security team outside.
He asks them to wait so that Star will not be embarrassed. He
enters the cave and she feels his eyes on her body as she
modestly attempts to cover herself as well as she may with her
hands. The Captain sees her heavy breasts floating in the air.
Her buttocks wiggle nicely as she moves her legs in an effort to
maintain balance. He indicates that he will need some help
getting Maagnex to the entrance to the cave. She puts her modesty
on the back burner and follows him to the rear of the cavern. She
feels her weight shift as the gravity once again begins to pull
on her breasts and buttocks. This is one of the strangest
feelings she has ever had. It is exciting. It is equally exciting
how the Captain looks at her body and tries to pretend not to see
it.

     "Star assists Captain Mandrel carry Maagnex to the entrance
to the cavern. He indicates that she should stay well within the
cave until he returns with a new uniform for her. He helped her
locate her weapon and left the cavern with Maagnex into the hands
of the security team waiting to assist.

     Dax was giving the suggestions to Star as she reclined in
the chair, he noticed that she was becoming excited from time to
time. She seemed to enjoy the weightless feeling that she found
in the cave. He decided to help her capitalize on the feeling.

     "You are still in the cavern, warm but naked. You remain in
the weightless area of the cave and are enjoying a feeling that
you have never felt before. Your breasts are large but seem to
float in the air. It is almost similar to swimming in the buff.
You can feel the warm, damp air all around you; kissing your
thighs, teasing your nipples and separating your buttocks. You
enjoy the thought of Captain Mandrel sneaking peeks at your
lovely body. You enjoyed the feeling when you brushed up against
him as you assisted him removing Maagnex from the cave. You begin
to think how it would be to make love in mid-air.

     "Almost uncontrollably, your hands reach up and caress your
breasts and tweak you nipples as you wait for the Captain to
return. Suspended in the air you reach behind you to feel the
texture of your buttocks. As you cup one breast with one hand,
the other dips into your own cave to feel its wetness. You are
not sure whether it was the fear of the creature or the
excitement that Captain Mandrel offered that made you as wet as
you are. You slip one finger inside of your honey pot; then
another and yet another. You begin to pinch and pull at your
nipples.

     "When I snap my fingers once, you will open your eyes. You
will be in the cavern in a weightless state. You will notice that
the Captain has returned and has been watching you from the
shadows. You may feel free to deal with this in any way you see
fit. When I snap my fingers again, you will wake up completely
and feel wonderfully rested and completely relaxed. The next time
that I snap my fingers twice and tell you to relax, you will fall
into a deep sleep just as you have this time. Do you understand
all that I have told you, Star?" Dax asked.

     "Yes. I understand," Star said in an almost imperceptible
voice.

     Dax snapped his fingers and Star opened her eyes. She jumped
as if she were startled and immediately covered herself with her
hands. She sheepishly looked at Dax and began searching for
words.

     "I'm sorry Captain. It was just a strange feeling; something
that I have never felt before. I don't usually touch myself. I
prefer to leave that to someone else," Star offered.

     Dax returned, "with a body like that, I think I would touch
it as often as I could. I'm kind of sorry now that I never paid
more attention to you. This atmosphere is exciting. It must be
something like skinny-dipping. I brought a new uniform for you. I
hope that I got the size right."

     "I was just thinking the same thing.. about skinny-dipping I
mean. It is uncanny how wonderful it feels. If you don't think
you'll be missed for a while, we could always explore this cave a
little more closely. That would give you a chance to see what it
feels like," Star said.

     The Captain returned to the mouth of the cave, said
something on the communicator and returned. He began removing his
uniform with a rather shy smile on his face. "You only live once.
Right?" he said to Star.

     She smiled and opened her arms to his naked body. Their lips
met in a warm kiss that seemed to melt with their heat. His hands
reached to touch her large, but weightless breasts. She could
feel her nipples harden to a marble-like quality as they tingled
in his hands. Star felt his cock begin to make the journey from
its resting place to what must be new heights. His tool was not
just floating at this point; it was straining. She could feel it
leave a trail of fluid on her thigh as it increased in both
length and girth. Her hands reached for his buttocks to feel the
hair that uniformly covered his muscular globes. His hand, in
turn, found the cleft between her own ass cheeks, and he
separated these soft, tight mounds.

     Her lovely, woolly cunt was dripping with anticipation. The
lips of her pussy began to pout and fold out in anticipation of
his inevitable entrance. Dax placed the tips of his raging organ
into the opening and allowed it to tease. First an inch went into
the depths; then another. He then pulled it out, covered with her
hot cream. He pressed further into her slippery love hole with
four inches and again withdrew. In his next effort, he slip all
eight inches of his fuck tube into her hot cunt until his balls
were well seated against her puckered ass hole. At this depth he
remained, savoring the involuntary convulsions of her hot tunnel.

     Lowering his head, he began to suck unrelenting on her ripe
nipples; feeling the spongy texture of her large breasts. It
seemed to Star as if his thick penis began to grow again. "Fuck
my sweet hole Dax. Fuck it hard and deep. Fuck me in the air. Put
your cock deeper into me than you have ever put it in any one,"
she almost screamed.

     Dax drove his diamond hard cock into Star with wild abandon.
They floated in the air as Star bucked and road this fiery rod.
Her breasts floated effortlessly, and she could feel the air
surrounding them. Suddenly, she could feel a new rigidity enter
Dax's cock. He grunted deeply and began to shoot hot loads of
cream into Star's waiting hole. She too, felt a tingling begin in
her toes and move throughout her body. It seemed as if it would
last forever. Again and again a new orgasm visited her.

     Soon, they were both spent; drifting in the air. They
relaxed into a cuddling position and continued to touch one
another. Dax broke the silence, "I do hope that you enjoyed it as
much as I did."

     "Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful, Captain," she responded.

     "I don't doubt that this is one of the most exciting caves
that I have ever explored. I hope that I will have the
opportunity to explore with you once again, Star," Dax said as he
snapped his fingers.

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