Hypnotize 01 – Intro (fiction, 20F, hypnotize, drama)

Hypnosis is a tricky thing.

And hypnotizing **people** is even trickier, **but** it can be done.

Sure, someone could be hypnotized by using certain ‘*vices*’ in order to hypnotize someone. Such ‘*vices*’ or ‘*tools*’ like drugs to help relax someone to where they’re receptive to *suggestions*. Or teas to help someone become relaxed. Or using a watch. Or controlled soothing speaking.

I should know as my parents, both are therapists, have used hypnotism on me….multiple times.

So I know hypnotism works.

And before you get your panties in a bunch no my parents didn’t use hypnotism for anything nefarious…..at least I don’t think so.

They just used it to help me with certain *aspects* of my life.

Like my first love when he dumped me I was so heart broken they used therapy and hypnotism to help get over him.

So they’re actions weren’t controlling or anything bad. They were just using the tools at their disposal to help their child.

Another aspect of hypnotism is that there are people who **can’t** be hypnotized….*but* the majority of people **can** be hypnotized.

[F]Deepthroat Addiction

Welp, it’s time to admit it. I’m an addict. I’m fucking addicted. Like any addiction, I didn’t realize it until it was too late. All these months, I thought I was enjoying myself and the simple pleasures of life. When you moderate and have a steady, measured dose, life is generally nice but eventually, you build up a tolerance. You feel like you need more to get by.

You find yourself having intense headaches and sometimes shaking uncontrollably. You sleep poorly, have wild fever dreams when you do. You scroll your phone or watch your porn to distract yourself from the withdrawal. It’s difficult to focus on anything at all.

This is exactly the way I have been feeling since my last deepthroat session. It’s only been 5 days, but it seems like so much longer for some reason. At this point, it seems that there is nothing we haven’t tried yet. After some brainstorming (road head, underwater, various appliances), we determined we would try standing up. Both of us.

[Group] A vacation game gone wrong (or VERY right)

Hi everyone! So this is a true story about something that happened in my group of friends, and I’m going to tell it from a third person perspective so as not to directly insert myself into the story – I think it’s best told from a totally impartial perspective. Forgive me if it’s a little long, but if you do happen to read it all, I hope you’re rewarded and feel free to message me about it with your reaction afterwards! I’d love to get your detailed thoughts!

So I’m part of a friend group that goes back to the very first year of high school. We were always the shy, nerdy group, and that’s how we all gravitated towards each other. We did very well academically, and our group was always closer and more stable than some of the more popular kids.

Many years passed, and we remained close friends out of high school and into adulthood. Literally every week, we’d get together and hang out, and do mostly incredibly boring things. We don’t drink. We would NEVER do drugs. It was always just chilling, talking about our lives, watching something, and playing some games. I should also note that despite a whole lot of crushes and tension (mainly from the guys towards the girls), everything remained strictly platonic the whole time.

Soul Standing by – Parts 1 & 2 #Dark #Fantasy #Gothic #Christmas #Fucking

As a sort of erotica advent calendar I’m releasing a new part to this story every day on my website ending at Christmas. Each days offering will be raunchier than the last.

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You can find these two parts there complete with playlists. Please don’t hesitate to give feedback.

‘So brother, the time has come.’

The wind whipped Knecht Ruprechts’ bluish pewter hair as he approached St Nicholas on the high plains of Salem-Megiddo.

‘Ho ho ho. Ha, Hum. Ahem! Has it really?’

Father Christmas’s big belly shook a little but not necessarily with merriment when he spoke. The traditional wooden pipe hanging jauntily from the corner of his mouth emitted a deep and fragrant plume that evoked notes of frankincense, cinnamon and myrrh and intoxicated just a little. That plume shouldn’t have been there. Yet it was.

‘Yes it has,’ Knecht Ruprecht said, licking his thin black twisted lips; his sharpened fangs threatening to pierce them as he drew ever closer. ‘And you know our bargain. Our kind do not forget. I restrain my evil side and hordes for ninety nine years and serve you in delivering joy to the world and on the hundredth year, me and my kind are released to deliver our own special christmas gifts to the adults of earth.’

Naughty College Orientation [Futa] [Sex Positive] [Group] [Femdom]

“Martha, have you checked with the college committee? Do you know where they are accommodating you?” asked Marth’s worried mother for the fourth time today. Her warranted but worried nagging was one of the reasons why Martha was so keen to leave for the college on literally the other side of the country.

Martha’s high-school administrator had arranged for her to tour the top college on her list, since she was the best by far in her graduating class. The problem was that Martha’s mom was worried that if Martha stayed in the college dorms, she will be exposed to the drugs, alcohol, and sex, that she believed ran rampant on every college campus, and she wouldn’t have a shot of convincing her sweet innocent girl to attend the local college. Even though Martha had been an adult for more than a year now, her mom still treated her like she was younger.

Thankfully, her dad was cool and understood that his daughter needed to grow up on her own and needed space. He convinced her mother for the tour but she wouldn’t relent on the dorm thing.

Teamwork Makes the Dream Work: Our First Threesome [MFF]

In between describing his personal experience with a multitude of different STDs as “The Talk”, my father did share one piece of advice that has stuck with me all these decades later: “Good sex is between your ears.”

If there is a sex act that titillates the imagination (though they all do), from the perspective of a heterosexual male, (or I guess a bisexual female), that would be the MFF threesome. If one pussy is amazing, then two pussies at the same time must be mind blowing. If you’re a woman who likes both dick and pussy, wouldn’t it be great to have both at the same time?

I was twenty years old, living in those blessed college years you can never fully appreciate at the time, and dating Rachel, who was also twenty years old, and fully committed to exploring with me all of the deprecations of sex and drugs that age and lifecycle stage offers. Rachel was confidently bisexual, having a handful of experiences with men and women, and she and I had been dating for what was at the time a shockingly long personal record for both of us at a year. She was the best friend that I had ever had, and was completely rewriting my personal book on love.

Bad boys, motorcycles, and otherworldly sex [FM]

I have a friend who drives a motorcycle, and we’ve slept together once before. We’ll call him Daryl. So on Friday I texted him, “Can I RSVP you for some time on Monday? I wanna ride with you and then I wanna ride you”

-yesterday Daryl and I rode around town on his bike, then we shared a pizza at a local pizza place and had a couple beers

-At some point I teased him about not lasting very long during sex, and he said “you’re the only one I have that problem with. Last night I fucked a woman for 2 hours. You just really turn me on”

-then we went to another restaurant and I had a margarita while he had a burger & beer

-he mentioned wanting to go to a store to buy some legal drugs. I proceeded to tease him AGAIN and say “do you think those will make you last longer?”

-he was like “Is that all you took away from that?”

-I said “no of course not! I remember how sweet you were, and how special you made me feel, holding me close, and I remember the wonderful noises you made..”

[MF] The horniest people at Glastonbury Festival

This is long, sorry, I do try to keep things short. The thing is, it’s the set up and how events came to be which are just as important and interesting to me. The sex bit is just the icing imo. Also, trigger warning, this story involves drug use. This was how it was so no need to disguise it.

For those not from the UK or have never experienced these things, Glastonbury Festival is perhaps the best music/arts festival the world. It’s massive, overwhelming, intense (in tents, geddit?), constantly surprising and is the most fun you can have in a five day period.

In 2010, our group consisted of around twenty people. Some I knew like family, others not all. And this year more girls were with us than normal. Granted, they were mostly taken or too young for me, but female company is good for the soul and not as smelly when on come downs. At any rate, I went to festivals to have fun not get laid. My intentions were pure, as long as purity involved lots of drugs, cider and cigarettes.

Miz Majesty gets Conned 2 M30/F25 Mdom NC superheroine peril

Miz Majesty descended to the rooftop to meet the convention organizers and facility managers. In a world where any superpowered being was treated as a celebrity, imitations were inevitable. Rather than waste time trying to establish credentials, as if there was some sort of driver’s licence category for godlike superbeing, she felt it best to arrive in such a fashion as to get all questions out of the way up front. Not to mention terrify the handsy little men who looked upon what little fabric of her armour was left after sufficient spatial compression to make it dense enough to survive her use, and got bad ideas.

She descended from heaven, like the goddess she was. She could have landed silently and without any fanfare, but that would accomplish nothing. Instead she allowed her body to glow with the brilliance of another sun in the sky, a golden aura around her white clad form as she descended like the sun given form. Settling onto the earth with the grace of a falling rose petal, her breasts heaved as she sighed at the usual rapture her arrival had caused in the audience of six men and a woman. She allowed the electromagnetic power of her eyes to bleed into static discharge as her hair raised in a halo. Her eyes leaked living lightning as she scanned the whole of the building at full power, looking for any traps or intentionally shielded areas.

Elisa’s Journey – Part 2: Down the rabbit hole [M/F 18 – 25] [Cheating]

Sam had decided to stay with me, despite catching me sucking our roommate’s dick. He had insisted that we both move out of our shared house with Sarah and Tom. We had to stay at his parent’s house again for a little while, but we eventually moved into a small one-bedroom flat on our own. He had also changed back from the night shift to the day shift, so we were working together again. I was still in love with Sam, but things had changed. Our relationship was always rocky. We would argue a lot, he would grill me about where I had been, and we had definitely moved passed the honeymoon phase of our relationship. I knew it was all my fault, of course.