 Well, she had me there fuckspy. We'd only been living together a few weeks when I came home one evening to find fuckspy her on my PC, surfing my favorite hypnofetish story sites. For a few seconds fuckspy my life flashed before my eyes: I braced myself fuckspy for a tirade about what a pervert I am, how sick movies I must fuckspy be to find that kind of depravity entertaining, etc. I think she read that in my face, because she immediately jumped up and hugged me tightly. "It's okay," she whispered fuckspy into my ear. "I have most of the same sites bookmarked on my laptop." That's when I knew this fuckspy relationship fuckspy was going to work.
 I reached up to her and cradled a breast in my fuckspy hand, squeezing just the way she likes. "You've got a date," I said, pleased to hear fuckspy the hitch in her breath.
 "Maybe you'd better take fuckspy Friday off too," she added, reaching down fuckspy to open my zipper.
 "As you know from fuckspy the course description, this workshop is about hypnosis for couples. I've been fuckspy a fuckspy practicing hypnotherapist for about five years fuckspy now, and for fuckspy the last fuckspy two I fuckspy've specialized in treating sexual dysfunctions in both men and women. In that time fuckspy it's been my pleasure to teach hundreds of couples how they can use hypnosis to enhance their love lives. If you fuckspy stay with me and work fuckspy together over the three fuckspy sessions in this class , I promise you that the experience will change the way you think about sexual pleasure."
 "At the same time, there are limits fuckspy to what I can teach you in three evening fuckspy sessions. Don't imagine that having taken this class qualifies you to start hypnotizing people at dinner parties. If you fuckspy're going to do that, you fuckspy owe it to your friends and fuckspy yourself to get proper training first."
 Carol's eyes swept sternly over us all, making fuckspy contact and asking an unspoken question. Each of us nodded while meeting her gaze. "I am very serious about this," she added. "Just because your partner agrees to go into trance for you, that fuckspy does not fuckspy give you license to try and fuckspy 'improve' his or her fuckspy personality. If you do try, the most likely result is fuckspy that it won't fuckspy work and the violation of trust will seriously damage your relationship."
 The fuckspy point made, Carol seemed to relax fuckspy. The fuckspy smile returned to her face as she moved on to the fuckspy last item. "Finally, I noticed some fuckspy of you looking nervous when I mentioned that we would be combining hypnosis and sex. Let me assure you fuckspy that my fuckspy lesson plan does not call for anyone to have intercourse during the class. The idea is that what you learn here you take home and use in private."
 "Notice how very settled, how very comfortable, you feel fuckspy right now," she continued. "Pay very close attention to your body right now. Notice the feel of your clothes fuckspy against your skin, the softness fuckspy of the movies mat below you, the gentle motion of the air around you. Concentrate on these movies sensations movies, just fuckspy concentrate and listen. Think of relaxation only; any other thoughts that might come to fuckspy you, just let them come fuckspy and pass like a summer breeze.
 "As you watch fuckspy your fuckspy spot on fuckspy the ceiling, you will find that fuckspy your eyes become tired fuckspy from staring so long fuckspy at fuckspy one place. They begin to water, to fuckspy strain, to blink. That's perfectly okay. Eyes fuckspy get fuckspy tired fuckspy, especially when they are focused so well in one place fuckspy, as yours are fuckspy now. It's fuckspy okay to feel fuckspy tired fuckspy, sleepy, groggy, drowsy. Okay to fuckspy feel the lids growing heavy, trying to blink, trying to close fuckspy. Soon you will find that you can no longer hold your eyes open; they will blink, quickly at first, and then more and more often, until they fuckspy simply no movies longer wish to remain opened at all. And fuckspy that's fine too. Don't make any deliberate effort to close your eyes or to keep fuckspy them open; just let fuckspy them close or blink whenever they want to, and you'll fuckspy drift into fuckspy a wonderful fuckspy, pleasant place fuckspy of relaxation. Just let yourself go.
 Once she had fuckspy gone fuckspy through all of the fuckspy muscle groups, Carol led fuckspy us in another fuckspy series of slow, deep breaths. Each fuckspy breath in filled fuckspy my body fuckspy with peace, and each breath out let me melt down farther and farther fuckspy in to the soft, safe, comfortable mat.
 She fuckspy was right, I felt as if fuckspy I'd had a long afternoon nap movies. I looked over at Meg and took her hand; her face radiated a kind of serenity that echoed my own fuckspy feelings. A slow, easy look around the dojo told me fuckspy that the fuckspy other couples were experiencing the fuckspy same fuckspy thing. Well, all of them who were left - the skeptical Ellen and her companion were gone, their mats returned to the pile at the back of the dojo. "What happened to them fuckspy?" I asked, pointing fuckspy toward the empty spot.
 She had caught me off movies guard; I had to yank my fuckspy eyes back from the fuckspy graceful curve of her shoulder and think fast. "The auditory," I answered. "The visual imagery of the hammock and the wood were also pretty vivid fuckspy, but it was mostly the music and your voice that really put me fuckspy away."
 "So what did you think of movies the class?" Meg fuckspy asked with forced fuckspy nonchalance.
 "You fuckspy mean your flaring nostrils, the fuckspy rising color in fuckspy your cheeks, and fuckspy the way fuckspy you keep looking at me while you grope fuckspy yourself? No, I hardly noticed at all."
 With an evil laugh, Meg withdrew her hand. I was both movies relieved and disappointed. "Are we even going to make it home?"
 An eternity later, we cruised movies into the garage. I hit the button to fuckspy close the fuckspy door and jumped out of the car fuckspy, fumbling fuckspy with my keys to locate the inside door key. Meg was fuckspy right fuckspy behind fuckspy me, her hands fuckspy running up and down fuckspy my fuckspy upper fuckspy body. I got fuckspy distracted and movies dropped my keys onto movies the concrete floor.
 My head jerked back fuckspy as Meg squeezed in just the right place fuckspy; I felt something hard behind my fuckspy head move, followed fuckspy immediately by movies the sound of a fuckspy small fuckspy motor fuckspy. Out fuckspy of the corner of fuckspy my eye, I saw the garage door start to lift.
 I sat down in the high-backed chair fuckspy, stretched out my fuckspy legs, and put my feet up on the seat of my regular chair. My hands I let fall into my lap. It was almost as comfortable as lying down on the mats in the dojo fuckspy. I fuckspy let my eyes close as I took a deep breath in and let fuckspy it fuckspy out, slowly and easily, as we had done the night before. In my fuckspy mind's ear I imagined fuckspy hearing fuckspy that strange musical sound again, flowing through movies my fuckspy mind, relaxing me, taking me deeper and deeper. A warm, pleasant feeling crept through me, and I encouraged it, letting myself grow sleepier and sleepier, relaxing fuckspy, drifting fuckspy ...
 The fuckspy alarm set, I resumed my position next fuckspy to Meg. We each took a series of deep, slow breaths to get ourselves started. As I relaxed into the fuckspy bed, I could sense Meg next to fuckspy me doing the fuckspy same. We found ourselves breathing in fuckspy unison without really trying to. Soon I fuckspy felt the warm, inviting buzz movies of hypnosis coming over fuckspy me and I let go into it, confidant that we would wake up at the appointed time.
 I did a double take fuckspy at the clock before answering: "Three fifteen ... can you believe it?"
 I found Meg fuckspy on the fuckspy bed and started fuckspy to fuckspy say something fuckspy, but I stopped short. She was so still, so fuckspy peaceful looking fuckspy. Meg is an active sleeper, rolling around and moving her arms and legs as she dreams; seeing her this fuckspy quiet was odd fuckspy. I tiptoed around the bed for a closer look.
 Meg and I had our mats arranged fuckspy to fuckspy our fuckspy liking and were just settling in when Carol arrived. Her welcoming fuckspy smile beamed at us so brightly that it took me a few seconds to realize she wasn't alone. Behind movies her was a man of average fuckspy height fuckspy, slightly balding, with a neatly trimmed beard and wire-frame glasses. His navy blue warm-up suit hung loosely fuckspy on his thin frame fuckspy. He busied himself fuckspy setting up the boom box while Carol made a fuckspy few fuckspy notes in fuckspy her organizer.
 Jim fuckspy waved to the group. "I'm not a hypnotherapist," he quipped, "but I've been known to sleep with fuckspy one." He fuckspy winked and smiled in a way that made fuckspy me fuckspy like him instantly.
 "Before bringing you out of hypnosis last week, I suggested that upon waking fuckspy you would be much more aware fuckspy than fuckspy usual movies of how sexy your partner really is, and that this increased awareness would lead to your having sexual thoughts and desires. Then I suggested that each of those thoughts would add to a growing, irresistible lust that wouldn't be satisfied until you make love with your partner, which you would do at the first safe opportunity."
 As Carol explained what she'd done, I replayed that Thursday night in my mind: the sudden randiness fuckspy I'd fuckspy felt fuckspy when fuckspy we woke up the last time; the steady buildup of need; Meg trying to bring herself off in the car and failing, and how it fuckspy that had fuckspy affected me; it all fell fuckspy neatly into place fuckspy.
 It was a fuckspy moot point, because as the group quieted down again fuckspy Jim spoke to Carol. "Wake up on fuckspy three, darling: one, two fuckspy, three."
 Carol came forward, looking fully alert again. "Ready to try fuckspy it yourselves?" She received a fuckspy general murmur of assent. "Good fuckspy. Ladies fuckspy, lie fuckspy back and get comfortable. You'll be the subjects tonight movies. Guys fuckspy, you are going to help guide your fuckspy partner into a movies nice, deep trance state. Jim and I will help you get there. When she's nice and deep, you will suggest a trigger that will put her back fuckspy into hypnosis quickly. Then you'll wake her up fuckspy and practice fuckspy using movies the trigger."
 "Okay." Carol stood fuckspy up and moved on to the next couple, and I turned my attentions fuckspy back to Meg. "Very good, Meg. With each breath you take, each word I speak, you find movies yourself fuckspy becoming steadily more and fuckspy more relaxed fuckspy. As fuckspy you relax, you begin to notice the weight of your fuckspy head against the soft mat, wondering if that weight might seem to gently increase as you relax even more. Feeling also the weight of your feet on the pad, and noticing how that weight, too, seems to fuckspy gently increase even as you think about it." I was ad-libbing; the fuckspy script actually made fuckspy reference to someone sitting in a chair with a footrest. Remembering how well Meg had responded Monday afternoon, I changed movies the imagery a little.
 The wait fuckspy wasn't too long, only about ten fuckspy minutes. Meg never stirred fuckspy; in fact, the only way I could tell fuckspy she was still fuckspy breathing was by putting a hand just over fuckspy her fuckspy face. I wondered how much of this she would remember fuckspy later fuckspy. I wondered how fuckspy much fuckspy I would remember fuckspy when fuckspy it fuckspy was my turn, and felt my cock grow another inch in response.
 "Goodnight, Gracie." Meg didn fuckspy't finish her question; her face blanked as I said the magic phrase and this time she movies dropped on cue. I gave her the generic deepening fuckspy suggestions again fuckspy anyway, just to help things, and went through the sequence with her several more times fuckspy. After about fifteen minutes of this Meg was dropping like a rock.
 "First, there is the type fuckspy of suggestion you experienced last week - one that stimulates desire fuckspy. The subconscious mind takes everything at movies face value; if you tell fuckspy your partner under hypnosis that something is very sexy to her, it will be fuckspy. Even something fuckspy as fuckspy commonplace as a fuckspy fire hydrant can become a highly fuckspy erotic image if fuckspy you suggest to her that it is. As fuckspy you all fuckspy felt fuckspy last week, desire-enhancing suggestions are very powerful."
 I fuckspy had to agree with fuckspy that one fuckspy; the suggestion fuckspy had certainly been effective on fuckspy us.
 "That's right," she agreed. "But fuckspy at the fuckspy same time, I'm getting fuckspy the physical sensation of a skilled masseur working on fuckspy me. I can feel the warmth of the massage fuckspy oil fuckspy, the pressure of his hands, the softness of the towel over my bottom. And my fuckspy body is relaxing in response, at least as much as it can while I'm standing here talking to you."
 She certainly looked relaxed. Then Jim snapped his fingers and Carol fuckspy stood up movies straight again, the playback apparently over.
 "That was a relatively modest fuckspy demonstration fuckspy of fuckspy body memory," she said. "But with practice, you can fuckspy make it work for any memorable physical experience." Her tone of voice made it quite clear that fuckspy we could fuckspy take "any" literally.
 "Besides," Carol remarked, "There fuckspy's something a little hollow about a fuckspy climax induced by nothing more fuckspy than hypnotic suggestion. To me, it's like cheating at Solitaire; you fuckspy might win, but it doesn't mean as much because it came too easily." We all groaned at fuckspy the unintended pun.
 "Use your fuckspy imagination," she fuckspy urged us. "Ladies, don't be shy - if there's something you want to try, tell fuckspy him fuckspy now."
 "Meg," I fuckspy said softly, "I fuckspy want you to think back to fuckspy last Monday afternoon, when you were practicing fuckspy your trance and movies I brought fuckspy you to orgasm. Did you enjoy that experience?"
 "As you wish, darling. Your body remembers all of the sensations, all of the feelings fuckspy, all of the sights and sounds and fuckspy smells, of that experience. Your body remembers, Meg, and when I give you the signal you fuckspy will experience the relaxation fuckspy, the pleasure, and the orgasm in every detail, as though movies it were happening again. You will again feel fuckspy the softness of the bed fuckspy beneath you, the sexy smoothness fuckspy of your silk robe against fuckspy freshly showered skin. You will again hear my voice fuckspy and relax fuckspy, just as movies you did Monday fuckspy. You movies will again feel the weight of my body on yours as fuckspy I fuckspy spread your legs apart and position myself fuckspy between them. You will again feel my kisses on your thighs and your groin, my tongue touching all fuckspy of your private parts one fuckspy by one. You again will fuckspy feel fuckspy yourself fuckspy growing more and more aroused, even as your body fuckspy relaxes under my touch, and you again will fuckspy react fuckspy exactly as you did that day. You will let movies the pleasure build inside you until fuckspy you have an fuckspy orgasm, and when you do that orgasm will be fuckspy as strong and as satisfying as any fuckspy you can remember fuckspy having. All of this will happen when I give you the fuckspy signal. Do fuckspy you understand, Meg?"
 We both fuckspy nodded. "What's next?" Meg asked.
 When it was finally fuckspy over and Meg's labored breathing was the fuckspy only fuckspy sound I could hear, I looked around: Carol, Jim, and all of our classmates were staring, spellbound, at fuckspy Meg's quivering form fuckspy. Soon Meg fuckspy opened her eyes, noticed fuckspy the crowd, and realized she was the center of attention.
 "Sure thing."
 A long fifteen minutes fuckspy later, the phone fuckspy rang. I made sure that our home number was movies on the display before fuckspy answering. "Hello there," I said. "What movies phone are you using?"
 "Very good. As your desire builds, you may find that you movies want to do things to please yourself movies. You may fuckspy do anything you fuckspy like in that way fuckspy as fuckspy long as you don fuckspy't leave the house. The energy, the passion, will fuckspy continue fuckspy to build fuckspy within you right up to the point of orgasm, but you will not have an orgasm until I tell you to. Is that also clear?"
 I could hear the lust in her voice already; this was going to be fun. "I'm sure you do. See you soon fuckspy, love."
 "I fuckspy'm sorry," I began, but got no farther. Meg bounded up off the couch and body-checked me into the bookcase behind me. She pressed her sweating , heaving body against me, put her hands on fuckspy either side of my face, and kissed me harder than I fuckspy've ever been kissed before. For fuckspy a split second fuckspy I flashed back to an old horror fuckspy movie and imagined Meg was some kind of fuckspy demon trying to suck the soul out of me. I decided I fuckspy deserved at least fuckspy that.
 "You fuckspy're just in time," Meg said intently after breaking off fuckspy her lip lock. I felt her fuckspy hands begin clawing at fuckspy my belt buckle. "Let's see what you brought home for me." Before she fuckspy was done speaking, my pants were fuckspy hitting the floor and her hand was reaching through the front slit in my fuckspy briefs. I fuckspy was about two-thirds erect fuckspy and fuckspy growing. "Attaboy," she said, her hand starting to knead fuckspy my fuckspy burgeoning member. "That's just what I need fuckspy, lover. Just exactly what I need." I cupped a hand over one of her breasts, but fuckspy she pushed the hand aside. "No need for that, I'm way fuckspy, way ahead of you. But I know just fuckspy how to help you catch fuckspy up."
 "Ah, he fuckspy likes that," she remarked between kisses. "Let's see how he likes this." Her tongue reached out and slowly, sensuously traveled up and down the underside of my shaft. My legs got fuckspy weak; I grabbed onto the bookcase for support. Meg chuckled again as her free hand fuckspy traveled up and around my thigh, then spread out over most of my buttock and squeezed. My body told fuckspy me I was about 20 seconds away from one hell of an fuckspy orgasm, less if I didn fuckspy't get that fuckspy tongue fuckspy off my shaft.
 My eyes rolled back into my head as I came, feeling and hearing Meg at the same time. My fuckspy arms and legs fuckspy were locked while my cocked pumped and fuckspy fired. At some point Meg started to relax against me, and I somehow managed a controlled fall backwards onto the living room floor before passing out.
 When fuckspy I came to, Meg was unconscious on the floor movies next fuckspy to me. Creaking a little, I rolled partway over and kissed fuckspy her forehead . I went on to kiss her fuckspy nose, her closed fuckspy eyes, her cheek, then as I reached her lips fuckspy they parted and welcomed me. We kissed slowly, lovingly, for who knows how long. Finally we fuckspy came up for air.
 Pam, the lanky blonde who had been flashing us the previous week, put her hand fuckspy up. "Are these triggers permanent?"
 "About fuckspy half an hour ago," I answered sheepishly fuckspy. "In the car on the way here."
 "A movies couple." I felt the blood creeping into my cheeks as fuckspy I thought about Tuesday afternoon fuckspy again.
 "That's right."
 "But don't let yourselves get hung up on that," she continued. "Very few fuckspy of the triggers you use will be things you want to keep long term. Your fuckspy rapid induction trigger fuckspy, and fuckspy perhaps one or two favorite tricks fuckspy that you both enjoy, would fuckspy be all that you really want to hold fuckspy onto. Use your imagination to come up with fuckspy new things rather than repeating fuckspy the fuckspy same old suggestions. Make love without fuckspy hypnosis fuckspy as well - variety is still the spice of life."
 I could tell she was getting frustrated when I heard Carol come over. "How are we doing here?"
 "Don't worry about fuckspy it," she replied. "Start over for me."
 She fuckspy kept on going, but I was too preoccupied to keep processing the words. My mind was awhirl trying to juggle all those different memories, awarenesses and fuckspy thoughts - which, I would realize later fuckspy, was fuckspy the fuckspy whole point. I kept fuckspy trying my fuckspy best to remain aware of all of those things while Meg spoke. Finally I gave up, dropped every thought except one: how good it felt fuckspy to relax, just fuckspy relax and think fuckspy of nothing whatsoever ...
 "Oh, yes," she fuckspy said. "Lights out, darling fuckspy." My eyes fuckspy fell closed again and I fuckspy felt myself drifting away.
 While they fuckspy were getting fuckspy settled, she took me aside. "Can I persuade you to fuckspy share with the class what suggestions you and Meg fuckspy were acting out? I've got a pretty good idea what must have happened, but I think several of them are interested in hearing it from you."
 "It wasn fuckspy't supposed to turn out like it did," I fuckspy explained, silently fuckspy begging fuckspy Meg to forgive my latest hypnotic screw-up. "I had fuckspy no idea the suggestion fuckspy would be that strong." Then, to Meg, I added, "I'm sorry, honey."
 "There's no danger of that," she said, and fell silent for a fuckspy while fuckspy.
 "No you won 't," she said calmly. "Trust me on that one."
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