I work at a large computer company, and about
eight months ago, we hired a new programmer named
Debbie Childers. Short, Jewish Princess type, with
broad hips, a baby face, and a massive chest. I watched
her constantly. I wanted nothing more than to put my
hands under her blouse and play with those tits — to
squeeze them, to rub them, to bounce them up and down,
to stick my head underneath her blouse and suck on
them, to rub my cock between them until I came!
Unfortunately, I’m married, which restricts my
non-wife sex life. However, a solution arrived.
I first studied hypnotism back in college, when
I would help other students who had trouble concen-
trating on their studying. After putting the student
into a light hypnotic state, I would tell the person
that the phrase “study time” would put them into a
state of intense concentration until they were finished
with whatever they were studying. It worked well with
most people; it helped them avoid distraction. Of
course, the student was only in a very light hypnotic
state, and always aware of their surroundings.
About a month ago, I happened to be attending a
party given by a girl who works down the hall from me.
It was fun, with lots of people, and good stuff to
drink & smoke. About 12:30, my wife (who was pretty
wasted) suggested that I should hypnotize some people
for a laugh. She told our hostess about it, and I got
talked into it. I wasn’t very good, but a lot of the
people were in a pretty mellow frame of mind, so it
had a chance. Our hostess called for volunteers, and
got: herself, my wife (whom I’ve never been able to
hypnotize), two guys, and my baby-faced co-worker.
I got the music turned down, and did my best.
My wife was, as usual, unhypnotizable. I think that our
hostess went under, but she might have been faking.
Debbie went under quickly (she’d been smoking a lot,
that probably helped), as did one of the two guys.
I had them do the usual hypnotism-party-tricks,
like making your arm stiff, perching between two chairs
etc. Most of these are physiological tricks to convince
the subject that they’re really hypnotized. After those
I had them sing, pretend to be animals, and that kind
of stuff. I suggested to them that the guy’s cock had
become four feet long, and watched the ‘subject girls’
pretend that they weren’t looking. One of them sat down
next to him and put her hand on his “cock”, about at
his knees! I told the girls that their tits had became
enormous, like two feet in diameter, and had them jug-
gle them, which was funny to watch.
When the show was about over, I told them all
that when I said “complex” to them, they would relax
and fall asleep again. I told those that had SO’s to
be particularly good to them that night (you should
have seen the grins in the audience!), woke them up,
and sent them back to their seats. After about a minute
I loudly said “complex”, and they all fell asleep in
mid-sentence. This was good for a laugh; I woke them
back up and told them to enjoy the party.
Well, the temptation was too much. I cornered
Debbie in the kitchen when nobody was watching, and
said “complex” to her. I suggested that we should go
for a walk around the block. During the walk, I re-
inforced the suggestion, told her that she could trust
me, and suggested that, after I woke her up, that she
should invite me over for lunch tomorrow. I woke her
up, and on the way back to the party, she invited me to
lunch at her apartment the next day.
The next day, I showed up at her apartment and
wasted no time putting her under. I suggested to her
that I was her lover who had come back to her after
being overseas for a year, and she wanted nothing more
than to make me happy. She showered me with kisses, and
told me how happy she was to have me back. She pulled
her cotton shirt over her head, and revealed those
lovely tits. I asked her to remove her bra. She reached
around and unclasped her it, letting her beautiful tits
spring out. She pulled my face down to her nipples. I
kissed, sucked and licked them for about twenty
minutes. They were mine, at last! Eventually, I told
her to give me a hand job. She did, licking it as it
sprung out. I took the rest of my clothes off, pushed
her gently down on the rug, and mounted her tits. They
were slippery from being licked and sucked. I pushed my
cock between her tits for a few minutes, while she held
them tight around my cock. She smiled and said how much
she’d missed me, and how she wanted my cock in her.
I soon came from the wonderful sensations that
rubbing her tits were giving me. To clean up, I stuck
my cock (covered with come from her tits) in her mouth,
between those sweet baby-face lips, and she licked it
off.
I spent a half-hour or so recuperating by suck-
ing on her tits some more, and then we put her on her
hands and knees on the bed and I rammed into her pussy
from behind. I suggested to her that she would come
when I did this. The sight of that beautiful bottom,
those big tits swinging back and forth, and hearing her
moaning and calling my name soon did it to me. I told
her that I was coming, and she did too. Once again, she
cleaned off my cock between her baby-face lips.
I wanted to have her ride me, with those gor-
geous big tits bouncing in front of my face, but I was
spent for the moment. I had to get going, so I sug-
gested that she would forget all about the fact that I
had visited her, which she did.
I now have her about once a day at work now. I
call her on the phone, and say our secret signal. This
tells her to meet me in a little-used bathroom in the
basement. When we get there, she removes her blouse &
bra, drops to her knees, and wraps her baby-face lips
around my cock and sucks on it until I come in her
mouth. I then suggest to her that she will forget all
about this, and that she will go back to work in a few
minutes.
Occasionally, when my wife goes out of town on
business, I will suggest to my baby-faced slave that
she should spend the weekend with me. Sometimes, I
suggest that I am her husband, or sometimes we are
Sultan and Harem Girl. Whatever situation, we sleep
every night with my face between her big tits or with
her baby-face lips wrapped around my manhood.