She seemed much more comfortable at her home: her
guard was down a little more, ready to laugh a
little more easier. After all, this is were she
grew up.
Her old room was much bigger than mine ever was. The
bed sat in the middle of the far wall. Surrounding
it was the usual stuff you find in a kid's bedroom.
Dressers, stuffed animals, artwork, all preserved by
her parents in case she ever needed to move in again.
Jessica entered and flung herself backward on her old
bed. For an instant, her red hair followed the path
of her leap. The bed spread hugged her body warmly,
and her body bounced up and down for as the springs
reacted to her sudden, but welcome, weight.
Is there anything this woman can do without be sexy?
We were visiting her house on the first part of summer
vacation. Her parents were out for the night at a
previously promised engagement and left us alone for
part of the night. They've been gone almost an hour and
already we were a little drunk. No matter what we did,
though, we had to be in our separate rooms before they
came home. Jessica told me that would probably be by
one am.
"Plenty of time...." she said with a wink.
She stood up and took the drink out of my hand.
"So what do you think?"
I looked around. It was what I expected of her. Not a
typical girl's room. There was a football poster, and
a New York Giants banner, under which a stuffed unicorn
stood.
I smiled at her. "It's you. Completely," I said.
"You know what I've always wanted to do in this room?"
I shook my head and crossed my fingers.
"Fuck."
I got hard. It was instant. The drinks, the setting, and
most of all, the woman.
"I've never fucked in my room. I've always wanted to
because, well, it was my room and I should do what I liked!"
"I bet you've masturbated in the room."
She laughed, almost spitting out the drink she just took.
"Let me show you something," she said, and went to her dresser.
She opened a drawer and pulled out a jewelry box. She opened
it and lifted a false bottom.
"Meet the only 'guy' that fucked me in here," she said,
and pulled out a small vibrator. Then she laughed.
"I left it here because I figured I wouldn't need it
when I got to college."
She put down her drink and the vibrator. She walked up, and
kissed me passionately. She knew how aroused I was. We kissed
and necked for a moment, then she whispered. "Hypnotize me..."
By now, a couple of command words was all it took to put her
under. She collapsed into my arms. I lied her on the bed.
"How do you feel?" I asked.
"Buzzed, happy, horny."
"What do you want?"
"To be the first time," she said slowly. It took a minute then
I realized what she was asking for. I gave her this command.
"When you wake up, you will feel exactly like you feel now.
Nothing will be different except for one thing: you will act
like you are a virgin. You will want to have sex, but in your
mind, you've never had it before. Do you understand?"
She nodded.
I brought her out of it. She looked up at me with a wide smile,
and she kissed me again. It was different. Not bad by any means,
but not as sure, more hesitant. I nibbled on her neck, where she
likes it and ran my fingernails over her back.
"Oh my god!" she said, and stiffened up.
"Are you alright?"
"Yes. It's just that....that felt really good....it...well, you
gave me goose bumps."
"It's supposed to do that," and I kissed her again. My hands slid
over her hair and down her back. She moaned loudly as teased my
fingernails over her back. She squirmed as we kissed again.
My hands gently brushed her breasts. I felt her nipple stiffen
up to my touch through her clothes. My other hand slid up the inside
of her leg. When I got to her upper thigh, she clamped her legs
together and held my hand there.
"Maybe we should stop doing this," she said, panting heavily.
"Why?"
"Because, well, we shouldn't. I mean..."
I commanded her back under. When she came out of it, I command that
she would see another couple will be at the foot of the bed having
real good sex. Everything else will still be in effect.
She opened her eyes, and picked up where she left off.
"What would happen if we got caught or..." she trailed off.
She was staring at the foot of the bed.
"What's wrong?"
"Oh my god! Carol and Jack, they're...doing it! Right there!
In front of us!" Her eyes wided, she was "watching them" in spite
of herself. I didn't know who Carol and Jack were, probably
someone she knew outside of college, but in her mind they were
going at it.
"Guys," she said, "cut it out. C'mon! Guys........N-no, I don't
want to join in....." It was like she was speaking to them. She
sat there, wide-eyed and unmoving. I reached over to her and
kissed her softly on the back of the neck. Still staring at the
spot, she reached behind and pulled my head to face her. She
kissed me hard, then whispered. "They're still doing it."
"How does that make you feel?"
"Um...well..."
"Do you like it?"
"....yes...."
"Do you want to feel that?"
"...I'm all tinglely...I feel...well, yes, I'd like to know...." she
drifted off and kissed me again. I reached over and lightly rubbed
her nipples.
"Do you like that?"
She moaned, "...yes...uhhh, harder, please...."
I rubbed her nipples with my open palm. She gasped and kissed me more.
Without her realizing it, I unbuttoned her blouse. She pulled away
and looked at the couple as I sucked and licked at her hard nipples.
"...oh, that feels good..." she moaned, "don't stop...so good..."
"Would you mind if I touched you right here?" I asked, rubbing between
her wet jeans.
She slowly shook her head, "I feel funny down there...it's wet and
tingling..." she was slurring. "Hey! I feel funny, too. Kinda
woozy and funny..."
"You're drunk," I said, more a command than information. It worked.
"I am? Wow. I feel great. Lookit what they're doin' there," she
was really gone now. I was rubbing her pussy through her jeans
the whole time and she barely noticed it. I pulled at her nipples.
"Don't you want to remove your pants?" I asked.
She looked at me, hazily, "are we gonna do it?"
"If you want." She turned back to the "couple." Without thinking,
she undid her jeans and pulled them off. Immedently she rubbed her
pussy. "No," I said, "let me." I slid my had between her legs and
found her clit through her panties. She was incredibly wet. She
arched her back and fell on the bed. She moaned a writhed as I made
gentle circle with my fingers.
"Wait," she said, and yanked off her panties. "Touch me again,"
she said. She spread her legs very wide, and I touched her again.
I just kept rubbing her clit over and over. I kissed her neck, face
and lips.
Tentivally, she reached for my cock. She gave it a long rub then
pulled her hand away. "Itsso big!" she said. Truth be known, I am
just average, but this was her "first time," so why disappoint her?
She unbuckled my belt, undid and pulled down my pants. She slowly
stroked it through my underwear. She didn't say anything, she just
looked at it. Then she pulled down my underwear. Her eyes widened
again as one hand impulsivily grabbed my cock and stroked it.
"Is that goin' to feel good or is it goin' to hurt?" she said.
"Don't worry, it won't hurt. But before you feel that, you should
feel this." I turned around, facing her pussy.
"What are you doin'?"
"Trust me," with that I dove into her pussy, licking her clit in
the circular motion that she loves so much. Her body immedently
responded: Her back arched, she let out a loud moan, and pushed
her legs together.
"What are you doing to me?" she yelled. I did not reply, but I
just kept licking her. Over and under. Her screams and cries
bled into inarticulate moans and groans. She was thrashing
about, pulling pillows and sheets from where they were.
"Fuck me!" she suddenly shouted. "I want you to fuck me."
I stopped and looked at her. Her eyes were opened very wide,
unblinking, as she was reaching for me to get closer. "Fuck
me, fuck me, fuck me," was all she was repeating.
I was rock hard. I put on a condom, and I slowly and very
carefully slid my cock into her. Her blank expression continued
as I filled her. Her line of "Fuck me"'s changed to a series of
moans and grunts.
"Hold it right there," she said when I was all the way in. My
cock jumped inside her.
"Now fuck me," she commanded. I fucked her hard as I could. I
was real close to orgasm as I suspected she was too. Without
warning, and very quickly I might add, I could feel the orgasm
building in my cock. I fucked her harder, faster. Her body moved
with mine on every thrust. Her eyes were wide opened but all she
could voice was load short screams with every beat.
I came hard. My cock exploded with cum over and over. She grabbed
me and kissed me hard just as I finished cumming. All the way through
the kiss, she screamed, and held me very tightly. Her body bucked
and thrashed until she suddenly let me go.
She caught her breath. "What did you do to me? What was that?"
"You, my love, had an orgasm,"
She lied down on the bed next to me and we held each other.
"An orgasm. You mean I came."
"Yes."
"I'd like another one!" she said, "Right now!"
"Ok," I said. I put her back under, put in a command word that
would trigger an orgasm in her, brought her out, and said the word.
Immedently, her eyes rolled back, her back arched, and she screamed
in passion.
"How...how did you do that?"
"Just sleep." She closed her eyes and smiled. I would've loved to
sleep while holding her all night but I didn't think her parents
would've approved. I brought her out of hypnosis, remembering
everything.
"How was your first time again?" I asked.
"Mmm. Very nice. Much nicer than my first first time."
"Who are Carol and Jack?"
"Carol is someone I knew in high school. She was kind of
a friend. She was a little wild. She'd be the first to go skinny
dipping, that sort of thing."
"Oh I see. And Jack was her boyfriend."
"Well, not really. Remember the vibrator? Carol gave me it to
me. She said that it was used for girls to 'jack-off' with.
So I named it Jack."
"So, what did you exactly see?"
She laughed, "I saw Carol with a guy who kind of looks like
Pierce Brosnon, with a vibrating penis!"