I let myself be erotically hypnotised and had one of the most bliss[F]ul experiences of [M]y life!

Throw-away for obvious reasons. 

When I first heard about erotic hypnosis from the internet, I didn’t make much of it, until I met Philip [not his real name of course]. Philip explained to me that hypnosis is primarily a sensual experience. It’s not like in the movies. It’s not about being controlled against your will and losing your memory about it. It’s more of a meditative, in which the hypnotist guides you to connecting with your skin and emotions – with the purpose of savouring those feelings more intensely, and letting go to those states.

Ever since I was a girl, I was quite a sensation-loving person. I’d love walking barefoot on grass, on sand. I’d love to take baths just to feel the water on my skin. Later in life, when started dating, I was fond of giving and receiving massages. So when Philip explained hypnosis t his way, I was immediately intrigued, and after a few conversations over a few weeks (in person and online), I finally agreed to try it out. 

I don’t want to go over the details of our appearances. I don’t think it should matter. But, I’m in my mid-20s, quite petite, long dark hair, and above average attractive by most standards. He was in his early 30s, fit – but still on the nerdier side – and in my view definitely on the hansom side. 

I arrived at his place feeling very nervous and excited. My hearth was already thumping as I rang the door bell. He noticed my feelings immediately, and was very calm and collected as we talked a bit over some tea. Once I felt comfortable with him and the situation, we agreed to start the session. 

The first thing he explained to me was that it’s impossible for a hypnotist to make a hypnotee do something they don’t want to do. If he told me to jump out of a window, my defence mechanisms would kick in, and I’d naturally snap me out of the trance. That hypnosis is primarily ‘self-hypnosis’. But that, as with all play that involves gray areas of consent, we will use the standard safe-words  ‘red’ to completely stop the experience and ‘yellow’ to express proximity to my limits. He also asked if I had any hard limits that I did not want to engage with during this session. I felt quite safe and open, so I just said no to any anal interaction or anything painful. 

He then asked me to lie down (on my back) on a futon on the living room. He gave me some different sized pillows, and asked me to get as comfortable as possible. “Find a position you could stay in for an hour”. I did the best I could, and said I was ready to start. It was summer and the house was quite warm, so I was wearing a t-shirt and some leggings. 

He started by asking me to take some deep breaths, as deep as I could, and to hold the breath for as long as I could. This immediately helped me start to relax. He then told me to picture a ‘relaxing bright light’ shining over the toes of my feet, and that I use the light to connect to whatever sensations I have in that part of my body. He told me the light was then slowly moving down the soles of my feet and up my ankles. That everywhere the light touched would feel more relaxed and warmer. I was quite amazed at how ‘real’ this felt. He was just using his words to give me instructions on where to place my attention on my body, but this then led to real sensations on my body. The light moved up over my thighs, chest, arms, neck, and head. Once I was fully engulfed in the light, he told me that my body was now in a state of complete relaxation. “you have no urges to move your body at all. It is perfectly comfortable as it is”. And it really felt that way. I did feel very relaxed, and tingly all over. I was somewhat surprised that this was working, but also curious about what would come next. 

He then told me that it was now time to relax the mind. He told me to again take some breaths and to notice whatever thoughts or images I have in my mind. He said that with each breath, I would notice the thoughts slowing down. He then told me to picture a staircase, that I was descending. That once I reach the bottom of the staircase I will be in a state of complete hypnosis. After taking some more breaths and me feeling that my mind was slowing down, he told me that I had reached the final 10 steps. And that for every step down I take from here, I’ll feel myself more relaxed, more present, more connected to my body, and more hypnotised. He counted out “9”, “feeling slower and more present, “8”, “the mind quieting and relaxing, “7”, “deeper and deeper into trance… Until he reached “2” – I felt so very soothed and relaxed. I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt this at ease with myself. He told me that “I would feel so curious what going down the final step would feel like”. “That I really wanted to feel complete hypnosis”. And at that moment he was right. My heart was pounding, and that is all I wanted. To let go to that state of sensations. “And 1”. I there I lied feeling relaxed and content. My sense of time was almost gone, my mind felt very empty, and I felt very receptive to his words. 

“I’m now going to lift and move parts of your body. You will feel zero need to resist. Whatever position your body is in, will feel right and comfortable”. He then gently held my hand and lifted it up in the air, carrying my arm with it. He was right, I felt no need to resist. Just observing it move was the most natural thing in the world. He then put it down, and put my left foot over my right. I just observed the sensations.

Now, just to make this clear, at some level, I kind of knew that I ‘could’ move my body if I wanted to. But I felt so comfortable not doing it, and so curious of I would feel if I don’t do it, that I had no drive to move – if that makes sense? Following his lead was always the option that felt more ‘right’ in this moment. 

He then said that he is going to stroke my arms and neck with a feather. He very gently started at my finger tips, and stroked my palms and fore-arms. He told me that all I had to do was focus on my sensations. I was really amazed at how sensitive my skin was. I felt the little feather hairs on my skin. It was quite captivating. He then moved to my neck, and the tingles were so pleasant. I was really loving this. I was really ‘in the zone’ with these sensations. I could feel my heart pounding again – I wanted more. 

He then asked me to notice how different human touch feels. He gently guided his palm over my wrists, and held my hand. Him touching me was like this soothing electric pulse. It felt really wonderful to feel his hand on my skin. He stroked both my hands and arms, and then moved to my neck, and then gently placed his hand on my belly. He just held his hand there as I breathed up and down. I could feel the warmth of his palm oozing into me. It was quite an intense moment. I have a hard time putting into words how ‘into the moment’ I was at that point. He slowly starting moving his palm in circles, and then towards the sides of my waist and back, slowly down my hips and upper thighs, and then back to my  belly. It’s like his touch was activating my skin. 

Just as I noticed myself have the first inklings of arousal, he said “pay attention to any emotions or sensations happening inside your body as well. You might feel excitement, nervousness, joy, or sexual arousal. Whatever it is that you feel at this moment is the right feeling for you. Accept it and embrace it”. I felt that this opened a gate of sensations inside me. As soon as he said the words, I felt more aware of my excitement and arousal. There was warm burning sensation around my crotch and lower belly. It felt so soft and glowing. 

I wanted more. 

I must have started to breath more deeply, because I felt that Philip was immediately aware of how I was feeling. He then liften the bottom of my shirt to reveal my belly, and glided his fingers around it. Feeling his skin on my skin felt so good. I felt very sensual and wanted to be touch. But then he stopped touching me. He then told me to “become very aware of the clothes on my body”. Feel their weight on my skin. And feel the difference for how free my arms and belly feel. He was right. My belly did feel very free, and my clothes felt heavy on my body. He asked me to picture what it would feel like if I were to take my clothes off. I felt a rush in my chest. It scared me and excited me a lot. I deeply wanted to just go with the flow. I also didn’t feel prepared for where the flow was going to take me, but felt like I couldn’t say no. “What would it feel like if you were walking around the room naked and free?” he said. It felt exciting and risky, but I wanted to feel this. 

“At your own pace, you will take your clothes off. Take all the time you need to enjoy each little sensation of freeing your body”. I started with my top, slowly revealing my ribs and bra. I then took off my socks and leggings. I then took a few breaths as I lied there in just my underwear. My newly uncovered skin felt very blissful and free and my panties and bra so tight and constraining. I then proceded to taking off my bra, and panties. It was so exhilarating to reveal my body this way. I lied there feeling a cocktail of arousal, nervousness, excitement, fear, vulnerability, and thirst for more. 

He then held my hand and told me to stand up but keep my eyes closed. He guided me across his flat. He told me to just focus on the sensations on my skin. On the air touching my naked body. At this moment I can say that I really felt myself fall into trance. Up until now, I had some degree of agency and some thoughts, but as I walked across the flat, feeling aroused, naked and blind, I was just basked into the present experience. There was no more space for other thoughts. 

He walked me back to the futon and I liked down again. He then took his hands and started stroking my skin. I can’t express how sexual this felt. My nipples were erect, as he glided his hand over my breasts. And as his hand moved to my inner thighs, I instinctively opened my legs to feel how wet I was. He then moved to using both his hands to glide up and down my body. My feet, shoulders, face, inner thighs, hips, he stroked up and down. I was just a bundle of sensations by this point. There was no sense of self. Just my excitement, skin and arousal. 

He then told me that there is one part of my body that is so sensitive to touch, that it feels wonderful at the lightest of touches. I knew were this was going – and boy did I want it bad. He sort of just cupped my vulva without moving it (like he did earlier with my belly). And just told me to feel my crotch. “really feel every sensation going on down there”. I felt so wonderful. Like everything was ‘right’ about this moment. I stretched my arms and legs out and just pressed my vulva towards his hand. He slowly added some waves of pressure, pressing against me and releasing. The movement were so subtle, but I was so sensitive. I could also feel the juices inside me as he pressed. He then placed one finger between my lips, moving from the entrance of my vagina up to my clitoris, and also just held his finger on my clitoris. Wow, this was heavenly. I’m usually only this aroused when I’m fucking vigorously. But with the smallest increment of movements, Philip was driving me mad. 

He started making circles around my clitoris, and then I naturally started moaning. I did’t know where Philip was take my mind, but I was going to follow him. After doing this for a while, he told me that he was going to insert a finger into my vagina. He asked me to spend special attention is he gently inserts it. That I make sure to welcome him in. Yes! be inside me! my body screamed. He stroked my entrance for a while, lubricating his finger, and then slowly moved his finger in. It wasn’t painful at all. It was like I was welcoming in a part of back that I had long lost. As I warmed up, he moved to my G-spot, and pushed upwards slowly, as he continued to make circles on my clit. 

I was in fucking heaven. 

As he got faster, and my moans got stronger, he asked me with a firm voice, if I wanted to experience more pleasure? ‘yes, of course!’ I said – not even thinking about it. He said ‘to unlock the next level of pleasure you have to feel comfortable moving your body with the energy of your arousal. Let your arms, legs and face more instinctively as a reaction to your pleasure. Don’t control your body. Let the pleasure run the show, and your bliss will get stronger. As he said the words, I naturally let go. I felt myself move my hips at the rythm of his fingers. I let my back arch and put my hands on my breasts. ‘You are a sexual animal. Following that pleasure is your only purpose right now”. He spoke only truths. 

Without thinking about it, I was stroking myself, grabbing my boobs. Biting my lips, stretching my fingers and toes, and spreading my legs. I was so carried away in the moment. Nothing else mattered. At one point I lifted my body up and opened my eyes. I stared straight into his eyes as he was fingering me. He stared right back at me. He gaze was so intense. He was inside me both physically and mentally. I didn’t know him that well up to that point, but at that moment I knew everything about him. I felt so connected to him. 

“focus on the pleasure” he said, staring piercingly into my eyes. Notice where the strongest point is in your body. And now notice the edges of the pleasure. How far down your thighs or up your belly does the pleasure go?” It was amazing how just his words could make me feel things. I felt the centre of pleasure radiating from my clitoris, and underneath it at my g-spot. And the sexual feeling stretched outwards to my belly-button and the top of my thighs, gradually fading out. He then said “now find the edges of the pleasure, and stretch it further. Slowly pull that pleasure up to your chest, and down your thighs. Then focus on your centre and allow it to get stronger”. How was he doing this? The sexual energy did grow larger. The pleasure intensified, and the edges got wider – consuming more of my body. He did this a few more times which extended the sexual energy to engulf my breasts and down to my knees. I was in awe and ecstasy. He knew exactly what he was doing.

At that point I could feel the signs of an orgasm coming. Again, like a fucking mind-reader, he said “we are not going to orgasm yet. We are going to stretch this sensation even further”. “Get as close to the orgasm as possible, but don’t go over the other side. It will feel better this way, I promise”. Now I did have some experience in edging, but this felt like another level. I was so lost in the experience that I didn’t think I could hold back. All I could say at that moment was “fuck me”. “Just fuck me please”. He gave a confident grin, and took his clothes off, revealing a wonderful erection. It was magnificent, and it was going to fuck me.

He slid in me without friction. I held onto his neck and started moving my body into his. He was on top but I was basically fucking myself from the get-go. He then placed his thumb on my clitoris as I moved and I just exploded in bliss. I had one of the most wonderful orgasms of my life. My words here won’t do it justice. I was completely ‘gone’ for I don’t know how long. If any of his neighbours were in, they definitely heard me. He stroked my entire body as I orgasmed, and slowed down as I re-gained my senses. 

I put my hands on my face and said “Oh my god!” “what was that?”…. “holy shit” as I gained my breath. 

He then said ‘as you regain awareness, I want you to wake up from your state of hypnosis’. ‘Feel as your awareness and autonomy come back, and feel grateful for the experience that you had’. It felt as if a chain had released me somehow, and I was then fully ‘back’. 

I just started laughing at that point. We then spent the next hour cuddling and talking about the experience, and then we had some more normal sex later.  

I’m going to stop the story here, because It’s already quite long. But I wanted to share my first and best experience with erotic hypnosis. Definitely try it if you haven’t. I know I’m going to be ordering a few more of these!

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