Title: The Girl from Work - Author: Mavis
Published: Sep 14, 2007 - Contact:
I work at a large computer company and about eight months ago we hired a new programmer. She was short, with broad hips, a baby face and a massive set of knockers. I kept watched her constantly. I wanted nothing more than to put my hands under her blouse and play with those tits -- to squeeze them, to rub them, to bounce them up and down, to stick my head underneath her blouse and suck on them, to rub my cock between them until I came!
Unfortunately, I'm married, which restricts my non-wife sex life. However, a solution arrived.
I first studied hypnotism back in college, when I would help other students who had trouble concentrating on their studying. After putting the student into a light hypnotic state, I would tell the student that the phrase "study time" would put them into a state of intense concentration until they were finished with whatever they were studying. It worked well with most people; it helped them avoid distraction. Of course, the student was only in a very light hypnotic state, and always aware of their surroundings.
About a month ago, a happened to be attending a party given by a girl who works down the hall from me. It was fun, with lots of people, and good stuff to drink & smoke. About 12:30, my wife (who was pretty wasted) suggested that I should hypnotize some people for a laugh. She told our hostess about it, and I got talked into it. I wasn't very good, but a lot of the people were in a pretty mellow frame of mind, so it had a chance.
Our hostess called for volunteers, and got: herself, my wife (whom I've never been able to hypnotize), two guys, and my baby-faced friend (I didn't know she was there at all). I got the music turned down, and did my best. My wife was, as usual, unhypnotizable. I think that our hostess went under, but she might have been faking. Miss Baby-Face went under quickly (she'd been smoking a lot, that probably helped), as did one of the two guys.
I had them do the usual hypnotism-party-tricks, like making your arm stiff, perching between two chairs, etc. Most of these are physiological tricks to convince the subject that they're really hypnotized. After those, I had them sing, pretend to be animals, and that kind of stuff.
I suggested to them that the guy's cock had become four feet long and watched the subject girls pretend that they weren't looking. One of them sat down next to him and put her hand on his "cock", about at his knees! Then I told the girls that their tits became enormous, like two feet in diameter, and had them juggle them, which was fun to watch.
When the show was about over, I told them all that when I said "complex" to them, they would relax and fall asleep again. I told those that had SO's to be particularly good to them that night (you should have seen the grins in the audience!), woke them up, and sent them back to their seats. After about a minute, I loudly said "complex", and they all fell asleep in midsentence. This was good for a laugh; I woke them back up and told them to enjoy the party.
Well, the temptation was too much. I cornered Miss Baby-Face in the kitchen when nobody was watching, and said "complex" to her. I suggested that we should go for a walk around the block. During the walk, I reinforced the suggestion, told her that she would trust me, and suggested that, after I woke her up, that she should invite me over for lunch tomorrow. I woke her up, and on the way back to the party, she invited me to lunch at her apartment the next day.
The next day, I showed up at her apartment and wasted no time putting her under. I suggested to her that I was her lover who had come back to her after being overseas for a year, and she wanted nothing more than to make me happy. She showered me with kisses, and told me how happy she was to have me back. She pulled her cotton shirt over head, and revealed those lovely tits.
I asked her to remove her bra. She reached around and unclasped her bra, letting her beautiful tits spring out. She pulled my face down to her nipples. I kissed, sucked and licked them for about twenty minutes. They were mine, at last! Eventually, I told her to take my cock out. She did, licking it as it sprung out.
I took the rest of my clothes off, pushed her gently down on the rug, and mounted her tits. They were slippery from being licked and sucked. I pushed my cock between her tits for a few minutes, while she held them tight around my cock. She smiled and said how much she'd missed me, and how badly she wanted my cock in her pussy.
There was no way that I could hold out and I shot my load all over her tits. To clean myself up, I suggested to her that my cum covered cock (covered with cum from her tits) would taste like marshmallows and that it was calorie free. She gripped me and shoved my dick between those sweet baby-face lips, and she licked it off.
I spent a half-hour or so recuperating by sucking on her tits some more and then I put her down on her hands and knees on the bed and rammed my aching cock into her wet warm pussy from behind (I've had a vasectomy, so no problem there). I suggested to her that she would cum when I did. The sight of that beautiful body, those big tits swinging back and forth, and hearing her moaning and calling my name soon did it for me.
My body began to jerk as my cum flew up my shaft to fill her wet warm tunnel of love. I groaned that I was cumming, and of course so did she. Then once again I her clean off my cock between those luscious baby-face lips of hers.
I wanted to have her ride me, with those gorgeous big tits bouncing in front of my face, but I was spent for the moment. I had to get going, so I suggested that she would forget all about the fact that I had visited her at all, which she did.
I now have her about once a day at work now. I call her on the phone, and say our secret signal. This tells her to meet me in a little-used bathroom in the basement. When we get there, she removes her blouse and bra, drops to her knees, and wraps her baby-face lips around my cock and sucks on it until I come into her mouth. I then suggest to her that she will forget all about this, and that she will go back to work in a few minutes.
Occasionally, when my wife goes out of town on business, I will suggest to my baby-faced slave that she should spend the weekend with me. Sometimes, I suggest that I am her husband, or sometimes we are Sultan and Harem Girl.
Whatever situation, we sleep every night with my face between her big tits or with her baby-face lips.