Message-ID: <26516asstr$970006224@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: Jennifer Doalfer X-Original-Message-ID: <8qpj92$q2o$1@nnrp1.deja.com> X-Article-Creation-Date: Tue Sep 26 07:29:50 2000 GMT Subject: {ASSM} (*) (FF/M+, Voy, Exhib, mild SM) - The Wonders of Hypnosis by Jennifer Doalfer - part 2 Date: Tue, 26 Sep 2000 18:10:24 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, RuiJorge THIS STORY IS PROTECTED UNDER THE LAWS OF COPYRIGHT. ANY REPRODUCTIONS, ALTERATIONS, AND/OR SALES WITHOUT THE WRITTEN PERMISSION OF THE AUTHOR IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED. This story is one of a series of stories published to www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/doalfer/www. Please also read the other ones, preferably in the order in which they are published (the order in which they are listed on the site). Comments are very welcome. Jennifer Doalfer - doalfer@hotmail.com The Wonders of Hypnosis By Jennifer Doalfer Copyright 2000 Jennifer Doalfer FF/M+, Voy, Exhib, mild SM) Preface: I would like to point out that this story is written especially for publication. I have included actions which I honestly don't care much for myself, but which I have understood that my readers like to read. If you are one of my readers who likes the intimacy of my stories and the feeling that you get to know me through my stories, then please don't take the content of this story as an indication of my true feelings. The Wonders of Hypnosis - Part 2 Copyright 2000 by Jennifer Doalfer It wasn't until the very end of the day I met Brian again. He seemed to have been avoiding me. That was okay with me, I wasn't really sure that I could actually play the part of not knowing what had happened. However, we managed to get into the lift together, and as other people were present we just had to make small talk, so it was easy to play the role of total innocence. When we got out of the lift however, we walked alone through the front door. Outside, just before our ways split, Brian turned towards me, taking some time before he actually spoke: "Jennifer, I am having some friends around Saturday night. Would you like to come along?" he asked. The way he hesitated might have been interpreted as a reaction to today's experience, or just for the fact that he was inviting a girl around. "Who's coming?" I wanted to know. I really didn't want the whole hospital knowing that we were seeing each other privately. "Eric and Sam, Tony and Toni, Jim alone as he and Ann-Lou just split up, and possibly Benny and Patricia," he said. All were his friends from University. I knew them but they hadn't been in my circle of friends and none of them worked at the hospital, so I guessed that was okay. "Yes, that could be fun," I said with obvious pleasure. "Okay, we can talk more about it tomorrow. See you then," he waved and left for the parking lot in a hurry. Saturday took a long time to arrive. It was a very nice evening, even though the guest list got a bit screwed up. Benny arrived, but alone as Pat was going out on a girls' hen night. Tony arrived, but not with Toni his regular girlfriend, but with Louise, a new one he had been seeing on the side until Toni found out the weekend before, and left. Only Eric and Sam came according to plan, apart from the fact that Jim came alone as expected. What a mess! Around 23:30 we ran out of subjects to discuss and as we were also running low on the liquor Brian suggested we went down to the pub below. The owner was a very good friend of his, and even though they normally shut at midnight, Brian said he used to be allowed to use the poolroom after they had closed. As long as we had enough beer in there when the bar closed, we would be fine. Brian was right, and at about 1:30 in the morning, we were down to only Benny, Tony and Louise, Jim, Brian and myself, as Eric and Sam had left early. Tony and Louise had disappeared in the closed bar area while we were playing pool. I was getting slightly drunk, and rather impatient. I had this idea that Brian had invited me with the intention of me staying over, which I had rather been looking forward to, but as it got later and later that hope diminished. Instead, I was making a nuisance of myself teasing the boys as they were trying to play. Finally Brian got a bit upset, as I had just ruined a good shot for him. "Jenny, for Christ sake," he said, "stop bothering us. This is a very serious game." "Oh yeah, and what are you playing for," I wanted to know. "You," he said with a big smile. "Me, like in *Jennifer* me? What do you mean?" "Because you have been so naughty, you will now become our main prize," he said fishing a cigarette out of his pocket. When he had it lit, he took the whole pack out and offered it to me. "Here you can have the whole pack," he said with a wicked smile. Oh my god, I thought to myself, and I had been dreaming about returning to his flat with him. "You see," Brian said to his friends, "I think we should play for Jennifer. For each game, Jenny has to let the winner remove one item of clothing. The winner is the one to remove the last piece." "And what does the winner get?" Benny wanted to know. "Well, that depends on what Jennifer will let him have," Brian said, without letting me have any say on the subject. Not that I minded, I really didn't have any say in this matter, and there was no doubt in my mind what I would give them anything they asked. This was indeed a question of living out my desires, and forgetting my need for cigarettes. "Is that really okay with you, Jennifer?" Jim wanted to know. "Sure why not. It sure beats watching you guys play pool." I couldn't have rejected the idea, even if I wanted to, and I didn't. The thought was highly arousing. All of them were fairly good looking. The thought of just being a prize object, and just accepting what might be coming was exciting. I had noticed them watching me when they thought I wasn't looking. I felt flattered. I shivered with anticipation. Benny won the first game. I merely looked at him as he approached me. "I want your T-shirt," he said without hesitation. He obviously knew what he wanted. I just wore a plain T-shirt under a thin leather jacket. "First the jacket," he said as he helped me remove it. "Then the T-shirt." I was a bit puzzled as to the sequence. I had thought the clothes would have to go from the outside in. However, as it were, I was happy to get quickly to this stage, as I was really being turned on by the idea. He made a bit of a show out of lifting the T- shirt high over my head, completely exposing my breasts. I was aware that in the fairly well lit room, our actions in here would be very visible to people passing outside, but first of all I didn't really care, and secondly, at this time of night, there probably weren't very many people passing, not to mention looking in. "Now put on the jacket again, but only fasten the bottom button." As I obeyed the instructions I could see what he wanted. That much unbuttoned the jacket would not enable me to hold in my breasts, which would keep falling out when I moved. Jim was staring at my breasts, which were now only half-covered by the jacket. "Why don't we invite Jennifer to play with us," he suggested. "I think she would look very pretty playing like that." I knew he wanted me in positions where my breasts would pop out. I liked the idea, but waited until Brian asked me if it was okay. "Sure it is," I said, "but if I win I can decide what happens!" They all agreed to that. I played without trying to prevent my breasts from showing. I knew they were all staring at me, giving me good advice because they wanted me to stay in the game as long as possible. Unfortunately I wasn't a very good player, so it wasn't long before the next game was finished, this time with Jim being the winner. "Jennifer," he asked hesitantly, not knowing that I couldn't avoid doing what he might ask of me, "are you really sure it is okay." "Jim, not only is it okay, but I am actually enjoying this," I answered absolutely truthfully. "Okay then," he said with a smirk indicating that if I didn't mind, he was surely going to get as much out of this as possible. He moved over right in front of me, and as he kept looking in my eyes, he ran his hands up under my short miniskirt, grabbed my panties and pulled them off. I stepped out of them, knowing perfectly well that my panties had been visible when I bent over to play a ball. There was certainly no doubt what had been in Jim's mind, for when I got into position to play my next ball, they were all standing behind me. For a brief second I wondered what they must have been thinking of me. It was okay with Brian, who knew (or thought) that I did this while not being aware of it, but the others must think this was the normal way I behaved. I was really getting so worked up. When I had previously gone out without panties, I had always merely just thought of positions where I would be this exposed, but had never dared get into them. Now I was, and it felt so good letting them all stare at my bum and exposed, glistening, wet lips. I shivered and tried to concentrate on the ball, My attempt at concentration was totally ruined by Tony and Louise returning. I shot the ball badly as I heard Tony gasp as he saw me in that position from behind. I stood up trying to get as decent as I could, but not being able to disobey the order of only keeping the bottom button done up, there was no way I could prevent my breasts from being very exposed. "What are you guys doing in here," Louise asked surprised, but not in a condemning or critical tone of voice. "Well, we were at bit bored, so we decided to play for Jennifer. The winner of each game gets to remove a piece of clothing from Jennifer, and whoever removes the last piece, wins her," Brian explained, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. "Would you like to join the game?" The question was posed to both of them, but it was obviously the reply of Louise that everybody, myself included, was excited to hear. She looked very hesitantly as Tony and then at me. It seemed like she didn't really want to, but on the other hand she didn't want to be left out. "Just what exactly would that involve on my part," she asked jokingly, knowing the general answer but wanting it spelled out. "Why don't we say that you are the prize for the losers. The loser of a game will get to remove one piece of clothing, and the one removing the last piece, will have won you." Tony looked quite excited by the idea. "I play so badly that you can almost be certain that the loser will be me," he tried to reassure Louise. "Ok, I guess if Jennifer can do it, so can I." I was almost envious of her. Imagine making a decision like this when not being under the influence of hypnosis. That took some nerve. We decided to replay the last round with them in the game. When it was my turn, I again noticed them all moving behind me. It was a strange feeling knowing that Louise was there watching as well, but in a funny way that just made it more exciting. Suddenly there was a different structure to the game. When one was obviously ahead, there was a fight between the others to do as badly as possible. It was obvious to Louise as well, who seemed quite excited by the attention. It didn't help that Tony was something of a bad player, because he wasn't even able to lose on purpose. This round Benny won and Brian lost. Benny seemed in doubt whether he wanted me to take off my jacket or my skirt. "Which part would you rather I took off," he asked. I hadn't thought of that. I had just been prepared to do as he said. In a way I liked the idea of keeping the jacket on, as that would make me appear dressed, but very exposed, which is how I really like it. On the other hand, the thought of not wearing anything on top so my breasts were fully exposed was also exciting. "The jacket I guess," I told him hesitantly. "Okay, in that case I will have the skirt," he said, with a big smile. He undid the belt and the buttons, pulling it down over my bum. It was a tight squeeze and I had to help him a little. The jacket covered up to about an inch above my pussy. I could almost pretend to still be dressed, but from the looks of the others, I knew I was really very exposed. The loser looked very pleased with himself. Louise wore a kind of dungaree suit with a thin T-shirt. As with me, Brian just wanted her T-shirt. She pulled the straps of the dungarees down over her shoulders, so Brian could lift up the T-shirt. He stood behind her, so her front was unobstructed. It seemed like everybody was holding their breath as Brian lifted the T-shirt up high over her head, as he had done with me, so Louise's breasts were fully exposed for as long as possible. Louise was a very special girl. She had a very boyish look, square shoulders and was quite muscular. She had short, red hair, large round eyes, which well-applied mascara had made look even bigger. With the clothes she wore it had been quite difficult to tell the size or shape of her breasts. I was quite surprised to see that they were smaller than I had expected, but very firm and with quite large nipples, which, as we watched grew markedly in size. Brian looked over her shoulder as she put her arms down, not wanting to miss the view, by standing behind her. I could see he had a hard time not touching them, as his hands ran down her sides, picking up the straps and putting the top of the dungarees back on. That covered her breasts from anybody looking at her from the front, but looking in from the side where I stood, I could still see quite a lot, and I knew they would be completely bared again when she bent down to play. I am sorry to say that she stole some of the attention from me for a while, but I knew I would get it back when it was my turn to play again. The way this play developed, I was soon battling with Tony for first place. Brian, who really is the best player, had, I believe, unintentionally made a mistake, and could see he probably would not be able to win, so he was fighting for the last place, which the others were as well. All of a sudden Tony found himself in the lead, and I am sure he was already seeing himself as being the one to win me, not really thinking about what that would do to his relationship with Louise. At one point, when I bent down to shoot, he ran a hand over my bum, getting very close to my pussy. I told him that was unfair, as it disrupted my concentration, and he was actually quite apologetic. He just said he couldn't help it. This time, however, I was concentrating on winning. If I lost, I knew the winner would be Tony. He is all right, but if I could choose I would choose Brian any time. When the others realised I was about to win, they concentrated on our play, and the applause was heartfelt when I actually won the play. I had really just played to win so that the game wouldn't have a winner to remove my last peace of clothing. I really hadn't thought of the promise that I could decide what should happen if I won. Brian stepped over to me. "Jennifer, I believe you have the privilege to decide what's to happen now," he said, as he took a cigarette from his pack. "I guess you don't need these then." It hit me as a whack in the tummy. I almost doubled over. The sensation was so strong my legs grew wobbly under me. I knew it was just the effect of the hypnosis, but I felt such a pang of the need to be touched. I didn't care by whom, how, or where. "Um," I said as one of my hands, as if by its own will, grabbed my breast and started to rub a nipple. I undid the last button of the jacket, and sat on the edge of the pool table facing Tony, who was still standing right next to me. I put an arm around his neck and pulled him down to me for a kiss. My other hand slid down between my legs. My pussy was burning, I just couldn't help it. Even thought Tony would not have been my first choice, he was the one who was there. I didn't even have time to think about an approach that would let it be Brian in front of me. I just pulled Tony's face down to my breasts. He grasped the meaning immediately, but hesitated a bit, looking over at Louise. "For Christ sake Tony," I swore at him, "it's going to be her turn soon. Now kiss my tits or I'll die. Do you think I am totally unaffected by walking around in this state?" His mouth found my exploding nipples. He kissed and squeezed, and with the action of my own fingers at the same time, I was getting really excited in no time at all. Now I didn't care if it was Tony, Benny, Jim or Brian, I had to have a real live dick inside me. I quickly unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them down. I wasn't even surprised to see he wore no underwear. I was just thankful for something to grab and rub against my pussy. Tony also quickly gave up pretending to be concerned with Louise's feelings in this situation. With no hesitation he slowly entered me. I had put a hand behind me on the table, distancing myself a bit from him, so everybody could see him entering me. Jim was quick to take advantage of this and grabbed my left breast. I put my other hand behind me and slowly lowered myself down on the green surface. It was hard, but it wasn't unpleasant. Jim was working hard on my nipples, kissing one and squeezing the other. Tony was now taking long deep plunges, almost forcing my bum off the raised edge of the table. "Tony," I said as I looked up at him, "don't change the angle, this is sooo gooood." I could feel his mushroom head all the way up the front of my vagina wall, really hitting my G-spot at each thrust. I wrapped my legs around him to help stay in that position. He was working hard at it and I could see he was close to coming. I was still at bit away when I felt him withdraw. I looked up and saw him administering the last strokes himself. I love seeing guys masturbate, it is an incredible sight. A second later I felt his warm sperm shooting over my stomach and hitting my right breast. Jim was standing back looking at me, obviously not really wanting to be hit by Tony's sperm. I was still in desperate need to come, so I just guided him down between my legs, and in no time had he dropped his pants and positioned himself between my legs to continue. I was glad Tony hadn't come inside me, because the wet sperm always does something to the lubrication, which it takes a while to overcome. Now Jim could continue where Tony had left off, and it didn't take long before I yanked my head back, and with closed eyes rolled my head from side to side, as a massive dick again pounded into me from just the right angle. I wet the fingers of my left hand in Tony sperm, still on my stomach, and started rubbing my left nipple, which now needed some continued attention after Jim's mouth had left it. Jim was speeding up, and I could feel my tension building, and the first, still desperately sought after, orgasm approaching. I felt another mouth closing over my right nipple that just added to the excitement. The mouth was all over my breast licking off the sperm. Suddenly that appeared odd to me, and I opened my eyes. I gasped when I realised it was Louise. My hand rose to push her away, but she grabbed it and squeezed. I tried to pull my hand back, but stopped when I realised I was getting very aroused by the thought, and her mouth was actually doing a very good job. She looked up at me, as her hand took over, wetting itself in the remains of Tony's sperm and her own saliva, and rubbing it into my breast while she smiled at me. Her face moved close to my ear, "I am not usually one for girl sex, but you are just making me so excited," she whispered. "please don't stop me." How could I? She smelled nice. A combination of perfume, sperm and fresh mint. "I couldn't stop you if I wanted to," I whispered back, "just go ahead, I won't stop you." I had never been very much involved in same sex activities. I didn't know if I really wanted her to go ahead, but I just couldn't bring myself to stop her. I was quickly approaching an orgasm. She was working my nipples hard the way I like it, so when her mouth closed over mine, I just closed my eyes again and eagerly returned the kiss, playing with her tongue, which was all over my own tongue and lips. She was still holding my hand, but now she moved my hand up to her own small breasts. I ran my hand all over her chest, wondering what had happened to her dungaree top. I squeezed her nipples, trying to grab hold of a breast, but they were really too small to hold on to, so I just pinched a nipple, while I concentrated on Jim and me, as we both appeared to be reaching an orgasm simultaneously. I was bucking up and down, gasping for air which Louise's kiss had blocked. As the first wave hit me I looked up at her. Her head was poised right over mine, contorted and rocking. I turned my head and noticed Benny behind her, hands on her hips pounding into her from behind. Only the sturdy pool table had stopped the rocking motions so that I hadn't noticed any obvious movement. As I reached my climax and large waves of heat and pleasure hit me, I remember feeling just a bit jealous that it wasn't the sight of me, and what she had done to me, that had got her in that obviously excited stage. "You two seem to be having a good time," Benny commented looking mostly at me. I saw a look of dissatisfaction on Louise's face as Benny withdrew from her. She looked around at him to find out why he had stopped, but he just grabbed her shoulders from behind and gently nudged her in the direction of the end of the table. She grasped his intentions immediately, for she looked at me questioningly. I was surprised at my own reaction. I felt myself getting all excited again in anticipation. Last time a girl did that to me, I did it reluctantly to please the guy I was with, who desperately had asked me if I would do it for his sake, but I hadn't particularly liked it. Now I went all tingly in the stomach. After the hard fucking, I really thought a soft mouth was what I needed, so I just replied: "Yes, please do," in a voice quivering with excitement. I rested on my elbows so that I could see what was going on. Louise was smiling to me with a look on her face which I would only have expected between two lovers, but then I realised that that was exactly what we were. She gently forced my knees as far apart as possible. I have always found that a very intimate position, making me feel very exposed. But now I found it perfectly natural for Louise, and behind her Benny, to look at my rather large vaginal lips completely bared, as I was totally clean-shaven. Louise bent down and kissed the inside of my leg as far up as my knee, and slowly trace a wet tongue down the inside of my thigh, only slightly touching my lips, before it travelled up the other side. Fortunately it wasn't long before it returned to circle slowly around the outside of my lips. Benny had once more entered her from behind, and now his thrusts were translated into ever so soft wet licks on my small lips, and finally a rhythmical manipulation of my clit, at a slow, much too slow pace. "Benny, faster man - is that the best speed you can produce?" I managed to groan in frustration. As he picked up the speed it was also difficult for Louise to keep the licks light, and soon she was licking, poking and sucking, forcing me open with her hands. I had to lie down again, but the last image I had before closing my eyes, as my head came to a rest on the hard green surface, was that of Louise's small breasts actually wobbling faintly with each clearly audible thrust, which Benny augmented with hard slaps on her buttocks. I guessed she must have liked the light pain, because she had her eyes closed and her face contorted, but made small yelps and groans indicating pleasure at the same time. I felt the oncoming orgasm very faintly at first. I had to search for it in the multitude of feelings I seemed to experience. I arched my back pressing the back of my head against the hard surface so it hurt, trying to get my pelvis closer to Louise's mouth. Through the corner of my eye I could see both Tony and Jim, one on each side of me, staring intensely at me, and the scene in general. The thought of all these guys actually watching me being worked over by another girl, just brought me closer to the climax, which was now approaching rapidly and strongly. Louise was not any longer just licking, she seemed to have sucked my clit in between her lips and was now rubbing her hard tongue over it with rapid movements, so it wasn't just Benny's speed that was determining the movement. I couldn't help it, I let out a small scream. I grasped my nipples, squeezing them hard and bringing me over the top with a loud wail. With the contractions of my stomach muscles, I sat up looking at Louise, who had let go to allow her the freedom to breathe hard for her own oncoming orgasm. She was now almost standing up, leaning the front of her legs against side of the table, and resting her arms on the table almost at a level with my shoulders. I could clearly see her small breasts vibrating with the spasms of her orgasm, which, if possible, made her nipples stand out even more prominently. When Benny finally shot his load into her, she let out a small scream and collapsed on top of me. I put my arms around her, pressing her hard nipples against my own breasts, and as soon as she had got her wind back, I gave her a long and very passionate kiss, which she returned with the same enthusiasm. "Oh, Jenny, you are so lovely," she said, as she looked at me with big, wet eyes. She gave me another kiss, letting her tongue play around my lips. I met her tongue with mine and I could feel how the kissing was starting to get me excited again. Finally we stopped kissing. I don't know what the guys were doing; we were in a world of our own; she looked at me with same loving look as before. "Jenny, please," she whispered in my ear, "please do that for me as well. I would really love to have that tongue playing with me. Please, would you do that for me?" "Uhmm, yes Louise, I would love to." I didn't know what was happening to me, but I seemed to be almost in love with this girl. With her boyish features, I didn't even really think of her as a girl, but then again, I certainly didn't think of her as a guy either. It was more like, as if the resentment I had felt against girl sex, just wasn't there with her. "Lets swap places," I said as I gently pushed Louise off me. I climbed off the table with shaky legs as she took over my position. There were big wet splashes of come, juices and sweat on the pool table and I was still wondering what the owner of the pub would say the next morning, when I thought I saw movement outside the window. There really shouldn't have been anybody out there at this time of the night. But I was right, there were a couple of young boys, no more than 16 - 17 years old, right outside the window. They weren't even shy about watching, they just stayed there, even though it was obvious that I had seen them. The others saw the direction of my stare and looked as well. Brian yelled at them through the window, "Go away you little perverts," but I wasn't sure who were the bigger perverts. "Brian," I said, "leave them be. I don't mind. Let them watch if they think that it's fun." I don't know what went through Brian's head. He knew that the hypnosis worked on me, and that I would do anything, or let anybody watch, as that just added to my excitement, but what about the others? He seemed hesitant until Louse complained, "Listen, I don't care what they see. Don't stop now and spoil the atmosphere," she almost begged. I looked at her as she lay on the pool table. You could just barely see the outline of her tits when she was lying on her back, but her nipples were as erect as ever. She had her legs spread with her hips on the edge of the table in the same position I had been in before. She had a bikini shave, but it was almost unnecessary, because her light, red/blonde hair was so thin that her lips and pink opening, still leaking a drop of Benny's come, and were clearly visible through the few, thin strands of curls. She gave off the impression of a very vulnerable girl, much younger that her real age. I completely forgot about the audience, as I stood between her legs, lowered myself over the table and gave her another long and hot kiss. I rubbed my slight stubs on my shaven pussy against her exposed clitoris, and the sensation made her go wild. She was gyrating her hips against mine as she kissed back hungrily. When we were out of air, I trailed a kiss down her neck to her chest, and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth as I fingered the other one. She grabbed my hair and forced my mouth hard against the nipple as if she wanted me to hurt it. I tried a small bite as I sucked it hard, and was rewarded with a small cry of mixed pain and pleasure. I let go of the nipple and ran a wet tongue further down over her stomach. I realised that my rear end was being more and more upturned as I moved further down, and thought of the boys outside. I turned my head and saw them clearly through the window, closer now, obviously aware that we weren't going to chase them away. With my large, hanging breasts and exposed pussy, it must have been quite a sight for them. A sudden shiver ran through me and I felt my knees go wobbly with the excitement of such blatant exposure. As I approached Louise's pussy, she started moaning. I played with her, circling around the areas that for so long she was desperate for me to touch, so that she finally lifted her head up and looked at me with begging eyes. I knew she was desperate to feel my tongue on her lips and clit, but I wanted to play a bit more with her until frustration and desire were at their maximum. However, as I felt a hand on one of my buttocks, I turned to find that Brian had finally also stripped off his clothes, and was now right behind me. I reached a hand between my legs and grabbed his dick, which was poised only inches from my pussy. It was rock-hard and oozing moisture, which I spread over its head as I rubbed it. Being unable to enter me for the moment, instead, Brian slipped a hand down my back until it reached my glistening, wet and moist pussy. I gasped as he hit my clit and involuntarily I sucked hard on Louise's clit, not being able just to play with her, when I was experiencing such feelings myself. Louise almost hurt herself as she flung her head back on the hard table, arching her back and gripping her nipples herself. I felt Brian's slippery hand sliding up to my asshole, greasing the entrance and then slipping a thumb in while the rest of the fingers still worked at my pussy lips. I gasped with pleasure and worked harder on Louise's clit and Brian's dick in my hand. Finally I couldn't stand it any more and quickly positioned Brian's dick just outside my entrance, leaning back against him, urging him to enter me. I was immediately rewarded with the feeling of his rather large head slowly gliding all the way into me and while his thumb still worked around in my asshole, he started a slow and deep rhythmical rocking and pumping which very quickly turned into hard and urgent thrusting. I could feel my breasts flying back and forth, and I had a hard time concentrating on Louise, who was however, quickly approaching orgasm. I could feel her spasms starting, and I was clinging on to her legs, both to support myself, and to stay in the right position. I had sucked her clit into my mouth really hard so it wouldn't slip away from me, and I was working at it with my tongue as hard as I could. Not only did I want to give her the maximum pleasure, but because also I was needing more air than I could breathe through my nose, I needed her to climax as soon as possible, if she had to have it in this position. Brian must have been inspired by Benny slapping Louise, because he had also started to slap my buttocks with his free hand. First slightly to test my reaction, but as I didn't complain he gradually increased the strength, until I could hardly stand the pain. However, I couldn't let go of Louise to tell him to stop, and as my orgasm suddenly came with no warning, maybe prompted by the extra feeling of pain, I just couldn't stop him. Suddenly Louise's climax hit her, throwing me off as she lifted her hips all the way off the table in her contortions. I stood back a bit, instead concentrating on the rolling thunder exploding inside me, all of a sudden finding the slaps were adding to the strength of the experience, to such an extend that I couldn't help screaming in combined pain and pleasure with each slap. Brian, obviously inspired by my lack of resistance to his admonitions, increased the strength of his slaps even further, and as I hit my climax I could feel a strong zinging sensation, exploding into red stabs of pain with each hit. As I collapsed on top of Louise, I had only just enough breath left to scream, "No more," to Brian. He did stop the slaps, but he hadn't come himself so he continued pumping into me, as his thumb still worked my asshole. I was now pressed against the edge of the table, leaning on my elbows with my bouncing tits slapping against Louise's head. She tried to catch a nipple in her mouth, but my rocking motion prevented her from holding onto them. I can normally orgasm several times during love making; but I normally prefer to reach a quiet phase between the orgasms, as the sensation of double orgasms can be too strong. However, this time I had no time to rest as even before the after shocks of the first had subsided, the next one was hitting me. I started to shake uncontrollably. Louise flung her arms around me and lifted herself up to kiss me. I eagerly accepted her mouth all over my face. In this position my breasts slapped into her tits with each stroke, and I could clearly feel her hard nipples when our breasts briefly met. Our mouths finally found each other, and as I exploded in the next orgasm, we were locked together in a hard and urgent kiss. Just seconds later I heard Brian moan and finally shooting his load into me. I collapsed on top of Louise not being able to support her weight any longer, but we continued the kiss for a long time after that until my orgasm had finally died down. I hardly noticed Brian withdrawing, and I hardly had the strength to stand up. But finally Louise let go of me, and with a cute smile she guided me off her. I couldn't stand on my legs and would have collapsed if Brian hadn't still been behind me to catch me. I stood up against him while he held me in his arms, softly caressing a nipple and kissing my neck. "Jenny," he said, "that was one hell of a fuck." The profanity seemed totally appropriate. "I can't remember ever coming so strongly," I admitted. I don't know what had caused it, the effect of the hypnosis, Louise, Brian's slaps, the exhibitionism, or just the build-up during the preceding hours. When I could support myself again, Brian let go of me, and I helped Louise off the table. She also seemed like she had a hard time standing up, so I put my arms around her, pressing her against me. She clung to me, half whispering: "Jenny, I have never felt like this before. I would love to try this again some time, just the two of us. Would you?" There was no doubt in my mind. It wasn't the sex with a girl, which was okay, but which could be administered just as well by a guy, who could also give me more that Louise ever could. It was my feelings towards Louise. I am not saying I could give up guys, no way, but I would just love to be with Louise again. Her face was upturned against mine, waiting for an answer with large wet, begging eyes. "Louise, I would love to," I said, with a loving smile, hoping I would feel the same when unaffected by the hypnotism. She smiled and we let go of each other. I looked for the boys at the window, but they were gone. As a matter of fact, so had everybody else, apart from Brian. I hadn't even noticed. Brian sneaked up behind me and whispered in my ear the trigger words "stub it out". I had forgotten all about that, but now realised that of course, this hadn't really happened naturally. For a second I felt strange, unconnected to the real world. In which world did Louise belong? What would Brian think if he knew that Louise and I would like to see each other again? According to him, I wasn't supposed to remember any of this; how could I then know that I had feelings for Louise, and which would allow me to be with her? I shook my head, and decided to worry about that some other time. The three of us got dressed. Louise found Tony sleeping on a couch in the bar area. We had some trouble waking him, but finally we could leave and lock up after us. "Jenny," Brian asked, after we had parted from Tony and Louise, (did I feel a sting of jealousy seeing those two go off together?) "would you like to stay over at my flat. It is quite late now," he said, kind of uncertainly. I am sure he was wondering what my state of mind was. Theoretically, I should just be able to remember that we had been at the pub playing pool and drinking. But I still liked Brian, and had we not had the experience we had just had, I would definitely have gone with him. As it was now I had had quite enough of sex for an evening, but felt I had to stay in the role. "Sure, Brian. I would love to," I said with a smile. It was a strange feeling getting undressed in front of him. It wasn't as if he hadn't already seen everything worth watching. But I knew the other times had been in another world; now I undressed voluntarily. He was aware of that as well. He knew he saw Jenny undressing in front of him willingly. He got all shy when I looked at him undressing. He dick was still semi-swollen from the earlier action, and he must have thought that I was looking at it, wondering how it got like that. Soon, however, we were on the bed together. He seemed uncertain, but I finally pulled his head down for a kiss. He seemed reluctant, as if he was afraid of my reactions, but as I didn't react negatively to his hand finally cupping my breast, I guess he realised that I was just as willing even when not under the influence of the hypnosis. I guess we were both tired. The sex wasn't very good, but that didn't matter. We tried again next morning after breakfast. It was better, but it was not the Brian in command I was experiencing. It was an uncertain Brian with a lack of self-confidence. It was frustrating. I could have done with a bit more experimentation with the pain. I could still feel my buttocks where he had slapped them last night, and was quite willing to explore that path further. But in all honesty I found sex with this Brian boring. I left shortly after lunch. The first time we had duty together wasn't until the next Wednesday; it was a bit awkward. We smiled and laughed, but Brian seemed very insecure. I was confused. I could do with him using the trigger words again, because I was in need of a good fuck, as my lack of cigarettes still needed to be controlled. But he didn't make any attempt. And the Brian without the trigger words was hopeless for my use. It didn't improve over the week, and I was left to play with myself. I was thinking a lot about Louise, but couldn't seem to pick up the courage to call. The following weekend however, she took the initiative and we met but that is the beginning of another story, which doesn't really belong in this one. What does belong however, is the fact that on the following Tuesday, I was surprised to see Brian without his usual cigarettes. I asked him, but he just mumbled something about having decided to quit as well, but I couldn't get more out of him. I did however, have a suspicion, and a wicked thought entered my frustrated mind. We were due in the operating theatre, but on the way I managed to borrow a packet of cigarettes from a nurse. She didn't even register the fact that I wasn't supposed to be smoking any more. The stress of a hospital does that to you. We changed into our scrubs. I had started to wear smaller, more sexy underwear, but that didn't even register with Brian. Fortunately it was a short and easy operation, because I was shaking and couldn't keep my mind on the work at hand. Afterwards, in the changing room I managed to lock the door behind us without Brian noticing. I slipped off the scrubs and turned to him. He was down to his boxer shorts. He was looking at my lacy see-though bra, but was making no advances. Now or never, I thought, as I dug into the pocket of my white doctor's dress hanging on the wall, and produced the borrowed pack of cigarettes. "Are you sure you don't want a cigarette, Brian?" Did I detect a hesitation and a confused expression? I certainly believed I saw a movement in the boxer shorts. But he didn't reply. "You can take the whole pack," I tried. I put the pack on the table, observing him closely. Did I see a faint look in his eyes? I don't know, but my nipples were growing obviously hard, and he was staring at them in a way he hadn't done all last week. I grabbed the bra behind my back and undid the hook. Staring at him to gage his reaction, I slipped the bra off my shoulders. My nipples exploded. His breath was coming in short gulps. "I think you should take off you shorts," I said testingly, but I needed not have worried. He immediately slipped his shorts down and kicked them off, just standing there as if it were a natural thing. I picked up the cigarettes again. "I can guess you don't need these any more," I said now with more authority. It worked. His dick literally jumped up to a rock-hard, blue-headed state in about five seconds. He groaned and grabbed it and starting to stroke himself. I quickly dropped my panties and went over to help him. I knew that at least for a while I could have back the 'old' Brian, and I was going to enjoy it as much as possible. 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