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TranceStar: Kirsten Dunst

By TranceMan

Author's Notes: Usual crap about how you shouldn't read this if you're not supposed to. The return of my first hypnotist here (or is it just me? Heheheheh....)


Even despite the fact I can hypnotize nearly any woman I want to, I still want to get a little more variety into my life. And one thing I like doing is making the women I've got under my control act like the normally wouldn't and I don't just mean the sex. Here's a good example.

I've always like the MTV Movie Awards for being a kick-ass show that makes award shows actually seem fun. And since it's MTV, you can always count on hot people in hot outfits.

My eyes were directly on the host of the show, Kirsten Dunst. I'd liked here way back in "Interview with the Vampire" (not that way, you perverts) and now she had grown into a full- bloodied hottie. A genuine starlet, she was the object of lust of many a man. And I couldn't wait to meet her.

Getting into the bash wasn't too hard, given my connections and I soon made my way through the crowd of partiers. I walked around the various celebrities, giving secret smiles to the ones I had been with before (not that they remember it) and crawling around a hypnotist's buffet. But only one morsel was in my mind.

I finally saw her moving away from the podium, walking off from the photographers. God, she was fantastic. A short black dress that showed off her long and smooth legs, a slit down the front with a great cleavage, short blond hair under a derby hat, her smile lighting up the room, the picture of innocence. And that's when I knew what to do.

I followed her around, until she came to a small alcove. Along the way, I saw Julie Stiles walk off with a big smile on her face, followed by a dazed-looking Shannon Elizabeth. I shook the strange idea of them being so close after each other aside and concentrated on Kirsten. "Ms. Dunst?"

Kirsten turned and saw me, a smile still on her face. "Hi, can I help you?"

"Oh, nothing major," I said, trying to sound nonchalant. "I just wanted to talk is all. I'm a big fan of your films."

"Thanks," Kirsten said. God, she was so hot when she smiled. "Hope my next one is to your liking."

"I'm sure it will be," I smiled back. I took a breath and started my routine. "By the way, you okay? You look a little tired."

"Ah, just a little," she shrugged. "It's kind of been a long day hosting and everything."

"Yeah, but you look tired," I said, keeping my eyes on hers as I started to talk. "Like really tired, really, really tired, you just look tired. Kind of tired you get at the end of a day, really tired just really, really tired, you just look really tired, Kirsten, you just look really, really tired right now, you just look really tired. I mean, you look so tired now, so very, very tired, you can feel yourself becoming more and more tired by the minute, you can feel yourself becoming so tired, Kirsten, you can feel yourself becoming so very, very tired, so very tired."

Kirsten's eyes were heavy, fluttering as I kept staring right into her, pushing my will onto hers and watching her fall under my control. "Yes, you're feeling sleepy now, Kirsten, you're feeling very, very sleepy, so very sleepy, Kirsten, so very, very sleepy. You feel so sleepy now, Kirsten, you feel so very, very sleepy right now, Kirsten, so very sleepy. Your eyes are so heavy, Kirsten, they're so very, very heavy, so very heavy, Kirsten, so very heavy. You're so sleepy, Kirsten and your eyes are so heavy, you want to close them and sleep, Kirsten, you want to close your heavy, heavy eyes and sleep, Kirsten, you want to close your heavy, heavy eyes and sleep. Go to sleep, Kirsten, go into a nice, deep sleepy."

Kirsten's eyes fluttered shut, her head slumping as she fell into a hypnotic trance. Grinning, I slowly started to talk to her. "Listen to my voice, Kirsten, listen very carefully to my voice. You're asleep but you can hear every word I say, Kirsten, every word I say despite being asleep. Now, listen to me, Kirsten. You're feeling very aroused now, Kirsten, you're feeling very aroused, very hot, very horny, Kirsten, you're feeling very, very horny, Kirsten, towards me, you're feeling very horny towards me, Kirsten, very horny towards me. In fact, Kirsten, when I snap my fingers, you'll wake up and you'll be a little slut."

"A.....slut...." Kirsten whispered.

"Yes, Kirsten, a little slut who wants to fuck me every way possible. Remember that, Kirsten. You're a horny little slut." I snapped my fingers and watched her eyes blink open. She looked up at me and a sultry look came over that innocent little face. "Hey, stud," she growled. "Wanna go have some fun."

"I guess," I smiled, amazed by the change in her. I gasped as I felt her reach over and rub at my cock through my jeans. "Oooooh, you're so hard," she cooed into my ear. "Come on, I've got to fuck you right away."

I was in no mood to argue and led her off to what promised to be a night of fun.

Within twenty minutes, we were in her hotel room and she was shoving me against the wall with surprising strength. In minutes we were undressed and she was pushing me on the bed and sitting over me. God, she was beautiful, blond hair framing that gorgeous face, her breasts pointed and perfect, that wicked smile adding to the sexiness.

She grinned as she gripped my hard rod, squeezing it until it was erect. "Ooooh, you're so big," she smiled. "Now, let's see how you taste." She moved down and slid her mouth around my rod, sliding it gently up and down my shaft, tongue tickling the penis as she moved up and down. "Oh, yeah...." I let out as she went at it. "Yeah, baby, suck it down, suck it down!"

She was damn good at it, taking all of my meat in, the tip hitting the back of her throat but not slowing her down as she bobbed up and down on my cock, licking and sucking as her fingers played with my balls. I gripped her hair, holding her in tight and encouraging her to do it harder.

"Come on! Suck me, slut! Come on!" I could feel myself start to build up, my cock straining slightly under the pressure as I started to let loose into her mouth. "Here it comes.....!" I shot my wad down her throat, letting out an "AHHH!" as she swalloed and licked at all my cum as the drops fell down her throat.

I pulled myself out of her and brought her up and into a sitting position, sliding her up and onto my cock. "OOOOOhhhh, yeah......" she moaned as she started to work against me, pressing into my chest, her legs hooking around my waist as I went at her. "OH, yeah, do that, please," she moaned as I started to pump my cock into her. "Oh, lick my tits too, I love that." I figured it was only right to do what she said and pushed her tits together, licking at both nipples and suckling on those perfect pointed breasts. "OOOhhh, harder....." Kirsten groaned as she felt me go at her.

"Ahhh...." I let out even as my tongue dragged over her soft curves, suckling on her ripe nipples as Kirsten kept going on at me, her legs pushing around my waist to welcome my meat inside her pussy. "Oh, yeah, harder, baby, come on, fuck me harder!" I kept right on going, suckling on her tits hard as my rod kept right on slamming into her, my tongue working overtime on her nipples as I kept on going. "OH, god, oh, god, oh, god, oh GOOOOOO!!!!!!" Kirsten screamed as I shot my wad into her, her body shaking against mine. I nearly bit down on her nipples as I let out an "AHH!" the two of us holding on tight as the orgasm took us both.

It was only the beginning of a hot night as I took Kirsten up the ass and had her ride me and suck me off. In turn, I ate her out and licked her ass, giving her a hot night of fucking that would carry her dreams for a long time to come.

It had to end of course, with her remembering only a hot dream. I however, know that all it takes is a phone call and a "sleep time, Kirsten" and I've got an All-American girl who can be the perfect slut. Who says only celebs can win at award shows?


THE END

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