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The Highway Hypnotist - Part 4 (MF, mc, hyp)
by Anonymous NixPixer (c) 1993

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The blonde was still there, her head in her hands, shamelessly fixated on
our display. She arose, and walked determinedly over toward the pool.
Rose's suit was back in place, and her body still.

Hurriedly I told her to rest until she felt me tap her, rest without
noticing any sounds.

"I..." husked the bathing beauty, looking down at us. "I thought Dan and I
did things... b-but..."

I smiled up at her.

"We didn't bother you too much?"

"What do you think?" she answered. "Lumpy over there didn't even notice,
but I... I..."

"I saw you, too... umm..."

"Maggie," she said, "uh, Margaret and uh, Dan my date." She sat with her
toes in the water now, her lean thighs flexing themselves as her calves
fluttered back and forth.

"John, and this is Rose."

Rose of course didn't move at all.

"Um, is she asleep?"

"Sort of."

"God I could feel her from way over there. She really knows how to have
fun! She must have dropped ten pounds just now."

I smiled again. "She doesn't care that much about pounds," I said, tapping
gently behind her head once. "You know that you are so beautiful, and now
you know how others feel too, don't you?"

I touched her abdomen with a palm, and we watched the body clench up and
gently quiver yet anther time. Maggie licked her lips, staring at the
loose-limbed woman so blatantly exposed to a stranger!

"Jesus, how... uh, how can you be so free? I don't mind snuggling in
public, but you put on a show!"

"It's our first time, too!"

"Well, you've give ME ideas, Rose. I'm gonna teach that guy something he
doesn't know! Later, that is... I'm - I'm still a little shy I guess...
I'll leave you alone, sorry for barging in, Rose."

"She can't hear you, Maggie."

"Oh, Jesus, I'm sorry, I didn't know..."

"No, no, she's not deaf at all," I smiled. "As a matter of fact, she's
hypnotized right now."

"H-hypnotized!" Maggie stared down.

"That's right, no one exists in her mind... she's really shy as you are...
more so!" I said, "She was jealous of your body and that suit you're
wearing would wake the dead!"

"Thank you, kind sir," Maggie twittered, "but she's like, out of it? I've
seen some mental acts over in Vegas, and I thought it was like, a fake or
something."

"Well Rose is no fake," I answered, "she's an excellent subject, and she
seems to like it a lot, though she won't remember anything tomorrow, she IS
still shy."

"Bull... sorry, but you mean, really truly forget?"

Maggie's robe had slipped open, and now she asked with her eyes if she
could join us in the pool. Soon we stood together, looking down at my
entranced friend.

"I'd like to be able to do that," she whispered, staring at the serene
features. "Can I... like, touch her?"

"Rose, you are in a sleeping trance now," I said, tapping her for her cue.
She was already out, and gave no overt signs. "Sure, it's okay."

Maggie lifted the woman's arm out of the water. We'd been in so long that
the fingers were prune-wrinkled. The arm lay flaccid in the blonde's grasp.

"Her skin'll be dry tomorrow!" she whispered, "bet you hadn't thought of
THAT!"

"Oh, damn," I answered, I don't even know if she brought lotion!"

"I have some, maybe I could drop it over. You going to bed soon?"

Her eyes locked into mine.

"I'd like to... you know if you had time... maybe you could show me... a
little..."

"About hypnotism?" She nodded. "Rose really likes it." I chose not to
elaborate further, or answer her question yet.

"Boy, you said it," she whispered, closer to my ear now, still holding the
limp arm in her own tanned grasp. "I don't think that would work with me, I
like to be in charge of things." Again, she gave me a look.

"In charge..." I murmured back, meeting her eyes. "In control..."

"Yeah, like I'd be the one giving the orders." Her eyes glittered up at me,
then down again at my drifting Rose. "Dan might like to try... but you sure
gave her a good time there!"

"Rose, come back up in your dream now. Stand up now."

She got smoothly to her feet.

"She won't remember any of this?"

"No, we agreed that it would be easier not to be shy if I would make her
forget, Maggie."

"Can I, could you make her open her eyes up?" asked the girl, eyes fixed on
my subject now standing, relaxed, water dripping down from her hair, hand
still held by the inquisitive blonde.

"Rose, your eyes are opening."

Obediently the lids rose, and Maggie now tried all the tricks, waving the
hand in front of the face, thrusting it suddenly close, but there was no
reaction.

"Look at me Rose," she suddenly said, tugging at her arm. I was annoyed,
and she shot me a slightly guilty, but willful look. "Just testing," she
said, and dropped the arm. She had a little streak of childishness, I
judged.

"We're going to turn in, I think, we've a lot on our plates tomorrow."

"Oh, the lotion!" interjected Maggie. "Please call me if you need it, we'll
be turning in soon too. Please, it's no trouble, it's really smooth and
nice. Men like it too!"

She looked straight at me, and I remembered suddenly: how did I have my own
orgasm, I couldn't remember! Had I been standing up?

"It's really smooth and makes everything silky feeling... I have a lot of
it, I spread it all over myself after I've been in the pool, you'll like it
too, Rose!" she said suddenly, trying to catch my friend in a ruse, but of
course that was hopeless.

"It's not a trick, I promise you!" I led Rose out of the pool into the cold
air. She started shivering right away, as did I.

"Here, take this robe, Rose, you'll catch your death!"

I took it from her outstretched hand and draped it over my own shoulders.
She was startled and annoyed at my "selfishness," but I said:

"Maggie, Rose doesn't need this, do you, Rose?"

"What do you mean, the poor thing is..."

"Is becoming warm, watch her. Rose, hear and obey. I've just turned up the
heat, it's rapidly becoming comfortable, getting warmer and warmer now,
doesn't that feel good?"

"...Yes... warmer, ahhh." Her eyes still blank, her shivers quickly ended.
and she rotated her shoulders a little as if taking pleasure in the sudden
warmth.

"Warmer and warmer," I said, soon you'll feel quite warm, almost hot,
getting a little uncomfortable now, as the temperature rises and rises,
hotter and hotter, making you a little itchy maybe, you'd like to remove
that itchy hot suit now you're so very hot, hot and perspiring, getting
hotter and hotter..."

Maggie was staggered, as was I! at the instant response of my companion.
Her hands rose to pluck at her neckline, her tongue emerged to lick lips,
and her legs twitched and fidgeted.

"Jesus," breathed Margaret, watching Rose closely, peering into her blank
stare, seeing her brow furrow as her breath started whistling through her
lips, and she mopped her brow as though sweating.

"...so hot... soo hot..." muttered the entranced girl, and now she simply
reached up to her shoulder straps, and matter-of-factly pulled them down,
reaching behind her to loosen the clasp of the suit, lowering it over her
panting breasts, lower and lower..."

"And now you're cool again, cool and ready for sleep, Rose. Hear me. The
temperature is pleasant, and you're feeling ready for a long, deep sleep.
Let's walk now, Rose. Goodnight, Maggie."

Maggie could only wave her hand as I dropped her robe over a nearby chair,
and led my captive off to our room.

Once in, I surveyed my conquest. She stood, unaware of her surroundings.

"You will dream of a new suit, and the fun you will have feeling the waters
again..."

"Yes."

"The waters caressing you, and that suit is just in the way of all your
pleasure."

"...yesss, pleasurrree..." and she swayed a bit on her feet.

"Remove that old suit now, Rose," I said, erection already starting up once
again.

Her hands repeated their motions, only this time I didn't stop them. And
then...

Then she stood naked and unashamed before me. Her breasts hung heavily from
her shoulders, with the most appealing lower curves. Her soft belly curved
down without any attempts to trim her relaxed figure.

"Do you have moisturizing cream with you?"

"Yes."

"Get all ready for bed now, Rose. Remain nude, you will want to sleep and
dream in the nude tonight."

She now went about her toilette, using the commode, brushing and flossing
her teeth, removing her contacts (I hadn't even known about them!), then
jiggling her heavy mammaries as she dried and brushed her dark hair
vigorously.

Now she dug out a bottle of lotion (aloe vera, I suppose) and set about
rubbing herself all over with it. How her bosoms quivered as she spread her
palms gently all round them, making her dark brown nipples perk up as her
fingers brushed against them! She worked lotion into her fingers and toes,
up her legs, as I worked my own hand up and down my fleshy tube, glomming
every nude inch of my companion's pink flesh, jiggling and quivering under
her own touch...

When her palms reached her mons, I saw her eyes droop, and she sighed
heavily. I became hot and flushed, and my cock stood straight out, poking
across the small distance between our bodies. Her fingers swarmed over her
sensitive flesh, and as I watched, she parted her legs a bit as the palms
swirled down, around, between, behind, setting up a little pelvic motion,
bring me to iron-hard readiness just from the sight of her naked, proud and
unashamed.

I moved up to, and held her chin. I looked into her eyes as I kissed her.
The kiss was as magic as ever, even more so as I tapped her into a swoon.
Again the jaw dropped, and the eyes widened like a "deer in the
headlights."

I pulled back the covers, commanded her to lie down; my cock quivering
mightily, wanting just to let the heated column of flesh wander, slithering
over every inch of her skin... poking into her lightly-furred armpits,
circling round her soft belly button, exploring her receptive ears, and...
her mouth... her slackly hypnotized lips, now parted helplessly, just
inches away from my glans... I groaned as I saw a shiny drop of lubricant
appear at my slit... then another, dripping steadily down onto her carpet.

"Rose," I husked, boring into her mind, "you will dream tonight as I have
commanded you. Sleep deeply and dream. And now I will cause you to forget
our episode as you know I can do... ummm, as I tell you that your eyes are
heavily closing in sleep now... yes, and your delicious creamy liquid is
ready for you to taste, which will erase all of your memory as it sends you
deep asleep. You will now tell yourself to sleep deeply, Rose, and I will
nurse you into slumber with my hot, thick liquid that you... umm... you
need so much."

Her voice immediately began. "Sleep... sleep... deeper and deeper asleep...
deep... deeee..."

"Sending you off, Rose..." I stood next to her head, and forced my cock
downward, towards the drowsy lips speaking in obedience to my commands...
and then...

"Sleeppp... sleemmmm... lmmmm... lmmmmmm" is all she can say as I offer my
bulging member to those waiting, hungry, needing lips, and she pulls it
gently into her, pulling gently over and over, her mouth pursed round the
blazing fiery-hot cock, its knob fisting up and bulging as I withstand with
all my being the urge to slam it completely down into her throat...

My hand reaches down to cup one of her soft, flattened bosoms, resting so
trustingly open to my touch, so soft as I explore and manipulate it, but
now I just look down at her face, and reach down, to slide an eyelid up,
and the eyeballs are rolled backward, and her lips purse and suck,
pulling... pulling so sleepily and obediently, in I slide and out, regular
as sleep... deep hypnotic sleep... deep hypnotized nursing as the cock
feels so heavy! so heavy! I can't possibly pull away, I'm hypnotized myself
with the gentle suction, and I hear myself whisper, at least in my mind:

"...My cock is in your mouth Rose... you're sucking and pulling and milking
my cock... I can't resist you... I'm getting more and more ready... milk my
cock, feel it swell up feel as if its going to burst open and you're going
to be full, fulllll of thickkk... ohhh... thickkkk.... cockkkk...
thickkk.... cockkkk..."

In and out it slides moistly and evenly, unstoppably past her lips, pushing
them in, pulling them out... they pucker in and out as she nurses and milks
me...

And one hand reaches over sleepily towards my groin! The fingers close and
fist around the base of my cock. She's making cooing sounds, quiet little
gentle cooings to her master! The cock shaft is dark, dark purple, every
contour stretched to its limit as her lips pull, pull pull, and my own
fingers must reach down and cup my testicles, must press and circle round
my bags, they're pulling up, getting wrinkly and tight under her nursing,
here it comes, the first pulse is here, under her fist, up the shaft, past
her sleepy squeezing lips, and onto her questing tongue... and now...

BLAST.

BLASSSSSTTTT.

Another BLASSTS out of the head, hurtling out, out into her mouth, her
voice stops, and she just humms as her throat tastes nectar, milk and honey
flowing in delicious creamy bursts and dribbles, flowing down into her
wanting throat, I BLAST another agonizing jet, and my hand holds the bed as
now comes that feeling of leaden pleasure overcoming everything, that the
cock is made of soft, molten lead, that its a hot tube of heavy, heavy
thick lead, weighted down by surging blood, by thick molten heavy
creammmmmm...

I force myself to hold steady, breathing in rasping gasps through distended
nostrils, attempting not even to moan aloud, just watching that stalk
pulsing between her pursed lips, softening a little, her cheeks still
pursed inwards, as suddenly, it hurts! the climax is over...

I pull back and my glistening, bright red fleshy column softly pulls away
from her still-pursed lips, the lips open reluctantly as the painfully
sensitive glans slide out as last, trailing a long strand... the strand
breaks and drapes along the sheet as my member pulses a last dollop of
semen towards her face, now peaceful, breathing heavily in her slumber, and
I reach down and gently lick her lips and chin clean of my salty fluid, and
risk a small suckle on her tits, because she's asleep and I don't want her
to wake up.

I tiptoed away, turning out lights, covering her naked bosoms flattened on
her chest, and listened to her deep breathing before going next door and
tumbling insensible into my own welcome bed.

Later in the night, I am awakened from my own sleep by something... it's a
noise... repeated calls and moans... someone's... someone's "doing the
nasty" nearby...

Then I remember, and placing my ear to the intervening wall, listen as my
lovely robot relives her self-induced orgy in the pond, calling loudly in
the agony of her own repeated crises, before the moans finally subside.
It's four A.M.