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CHAPTER 1

Dax was a rather normal, over-sexed man in his early forties. He
never really had difficulty finding women interested in tripping
the light fantastic. He stood about six feet tall and carried his
two hundreds pounds quite well on his strong frame. Dax had a
good manner about him and was often teased about how he resembled
Indiana Jones in both his appearance and his demeanor. Dax was
married to a knock-out of a woman. Mary was rather quiet and
reserved, but used her outstanding body like a whore in the
bedroom.

Dax had several encounters over the years with swingers. His wife
never really participated. He shared his experiences with her
from time to time and this was met with mixed feelings. She would
go simply wild at first, and her orgasms same over and over
again. She couldn't get enough cock when Dax would tell her of
how another woman sucked his long tool and how he drove this long
weapon into another woman's wet love tunnel. After the
excitement, she always had some reservations and sometimes became
concerned that Dax would find someone he preferred to be with.
Even with his assurances that this wouldn't happen, Mary still
felt somewhat threatened. She got to the point where she knew it
would periodically happen, she just didn't want to think about
it. They would have fantasies about befriending and fucking other
couples, but she just preferred to not to think about real
situations. Dax had often encouraged her to "break fear's icy
grip, and take a strange piece of ass, but she was always afraid
for one reason or other. He didn't push it any farther. If she
wanted some dick, she was allowed.

Dax met other couples over the years and developed some nice
relationships. It wasn't easy convincing couples to take a chance
on his because too many jerks were on the scene. His approach was
to take things slow and not press others into the bedroom. He
felt that if they wanted to take their excitement to a higher
plane, he was all for it. However, he never was the first to
suggest it. A few of the experiences were uncomfortable, because
he just did not find the couple interesting. Most were great and
the simple thought to connecting with others like himself turned
him on dramatically.

It wasn't that Dax didn't get his share of ass, he just loved the
adrenalin associated with finding exciting new people that liked
to write about sex, talk about sex and meet to "discuss" their
similarities. That's what first attracted him to the local
computer bulletin board service that offered an X-rated door. He
had tried others, but they were a vast distance from his home and
it became quite costly to remain on the modem hook-up for hours
each week.

Dax was fairly proficient with his computer. He decided to hook
up a modem and see how many others in northeastern Ohio enjoyed
the same things as he did. It took him a few days to learn the
basics of moving around the board. Initially, he would only
down-load graphics and experiment with the BBS. He also read many
of the messages on the public section of the board. None of them
really excited him all that much. One day while traveling around
the board, Susan entered the board and began chatting with Dax.
She seemed like a nice enough person, and they hit it off well.
Their conversations often got interrupted by others who were
searching for basically the same thing. This was frustrating. Due
to this and as a result of getting busy with some other things in
his life, Dax lost touch for about a week.

During the week that followed, Dax gave more and more thought to
Susan. Finally, he prepared a private message and sent it to her.
He told her a little about himself and asked that she do the
same. Two days later, when Dax logged on the system and checked
his mail, there was a response. He became excited before he even
read the message. Susan suggested that her and her husband Frank
had been swingers in the past, but got out of it due to their
children and concerns about being discovered. She was forty-one
years of age and Frank was forty-seven. Their children were away
at college now and the attraction to meet other exciting people
had returned. Susan indicated that they were into sexy dressing,
adult videos and threesomes. Dax couldn't believe his eyes.
Maybe, just maybe, this would be his re-introduction to swinging
in the nineties. We began to fantasize about Susan and became
quite excited.

He didn't want to rush things for fear of scarring Frank and
Susan away. He send them additional mail that was not too pushy
and hoped that Frank and Susan would make the suggestion to meet
for a drink. Within a week there was excitement again. Susan
suggested that the three of them should probably get together to
meet and see what developed. Dax was elated but nervous. He
prepared a message of response and suggested that they meet at
lounge of the Moonraker Restaurant, a local supper club where he
thought the atmosphere would be comfortable. He went on to
suggest that they could have a drink and if either of them was
uncomfortable or simply not interested, they could part and no
one's feelings would be hurt.

He received a reply later that day when he logged on to the
system. It was simply, "You're on Dax. See you at seven on
Saturday. Dax was happy but a little anxious. What should he
wear? He felt awkward and yet, excited as hell. The next two days
were long. It seemed that Saturday would never arrive. Saturday
came and he busied himself with some of the chores that required
his attention around the house. He didn't log back on the system,
because he was afraid Frank and Susan would have second thoughts
and cancel. The time had arrived and he left the house for his
appointment. He arrived and tried to put on his best walk and his
soft demeanor. Upon entering, he went to the rest room to assure
that his hair looked decent and made his way to the lounge.

As he sat down at the bar, his gaze traveled the lounge area.
Shit, there were two couples that could have met the description
and several singles sitting at the bar. He was anxious to get his
bar eyes working as the lighting was subdued in the room. The two
couples that he saw also turned their eyes to him. The first
couple smiled and he cautiously smiled back and nodded. The woman
looked like a middle line-backer for the 49er's. Could this be
Susan? Christ, he thought. What am I going to do now. He moved
his eyes to the other couple and their age seemed in the
mid-thirties. That probably wasn't them. He was about to ask the
bartender if either couple had asked for him yet, when a lovely
creature entered the room and took a seat next to one of the
single men sitting at the bar. She winked at Dax and suggested
that he join them.

What a relief! After he joined them, Susan explained that she had
to visit the powder room. She had seen the look on Dax's face and
chuckled to him her understanding of what he must have been
thinking. Frank, Susan and Dax all laughed and the conversation
turned to the atmosphere and the nights musical entertainment.
They discussed their children, their jobs and other interests.
Frank then suggested that he and Susan dance as the band played
another selection of slow mood music. Susan asked if Dax would
mind if they left him for a while, and he assured them that he
would not. As Susan got up to accompany Frank, she suggested to
Dax that he watch them closely.

As the pair glided on the floor, Frank looked over his partner's
shoulder at Dax and placed his hands on Susan's buttocks. His
hands slowly moved with the music. As the couple turned, Susan
looked at Dax and slightly parted her lips and moistened them
with her pink tongue. Dax could feel himself getting aroused. He
watched this couple grinding against one another ever so
erotically. Soon the music came to an end, and they returned to
the table. Frank escorted Susan back to the bar and excused
himself to the men's room. Susan took her seat and asked Dax if
he enjoyed watching them dance. He indicated to her that it was a
real turn on.

She suggested that she would like to do the same thing for Frank
and asked Dax if he would like to help her. He assured her that
it would be his please. Frank returned to the bar, and Susan
asked Frank if he would mind if she and Dax danced the next
dance. Frank answered simply with a smile and a nod of his head.
The music started and without a word Susan grabbed Dax's hand and
headed for the dance floor. As she presser herself against him,
Dax immediately began to get hard. Her soft breasts massaged his
chest, and he could feel the warmth of her pussey as she pressed
it into his leg. Dax could feel Frank watching them. Susan
suggested that Dax put his hands on her fanny. Dax was hesitant.
She assured him that it would be OK. Dax placed his hands on her
smooth ass and was pleased to see that it was firm and
beautifully shaped. As his hands moved on her ass, she began
grinding her pussey into his now hard cock. She began to whisper
in his ear. She told him that she would love to feel that
rock-hard cock in her slippery cunt. She told him that she wanted
to feel his lips on her hard nipples. She wanted to put his
throbbing cock in her mouth and play with his balls. Dax was as
hot as he ever remembered being. Soon, he didn't care that Frank
was watching. As Dax felt Susan tightening her ass each time he
squeezed it, she would also rub her wet pussey against him. He
could almost taste it. Her perfume was enchanting, and he felt
shivers of excitement run from his neck to his stiff cock each
time she placed her lips to his ear.

Soon the music ended, and they returned to the bar. Susan
suggested that they move to a small round table in the corner of
the lounge. Frank agreed and said that he would get them a round
of drinks and bring them over to the table. Susan positioned
herself in a middle chair and Dax sat next to her. Frank returned
to the table with the drinks and excused himself to go to the
rest room. Susan's revealing outfit was enhanced as she leaned
forward to accent her cleavage. She peeked down at her breasts
and asked Dax if they appealed to him. He assured her that he
thought her milky white mounds were beautiful, and he shared his
excitement as having the opportunity to spend time with Frank and
her. Frank returned and took his place next to Susan. Without a
delay, Susan asked Frank if he felt that the table provided
enough privacy for him to unzip his pants so that she could see
the effect of her dance with Dax. He smiled and immediately
unzipped his fly. Her hand traveled to his thick prick, and she a
pleasing sound. As she began stroking his shaft, she turned to
Dax and asked him to release his rocket. He looked around the
lounge and felt comfortable that no one would see their antics.
Loose it came, and it was met by Susan's warm, soft hand. She was
now stroking both of their cocks in time to the slow music. Dax
felt his hard member straining to burst.

With little delay his cock began to release preparatory fluid. As
this hot, slippery fluid began to paint her hand, Susan squeezed
her legs together and began to rock back and forth. She continued
her assault on Frank and Dax's long, thick penises. He eyes were
closed and Frank slid his hand down the back of her slacks. Her
grip tightened on both men. Frank looked at Dax and told him that
her pussey was hot and very wet. Hearing this, Susan began to
convulse in wave after wave of orgasms. Dax reached over and
massaged her back. Frank still had his hand in Susan's slacks and
told her to make it last as long as possible. Dax's head was
wheeling, and he felt the very real need to climax also.

She looked at both men in turn and thanked them for the beautiful
feelings that she had just experienced. Dax, for some reason he
could not quite figure out, was proud that he had been able to
help Susan get off. They had another drink and she danced in turn
with both men again. The fever was beginning to return, and Susan
suggested that they prepare to leave. Frank looked at Dax and
invited him back to Frank and Susan's home for a drink. Dax
agreed and indicated that he would follow them back to their
home.

Upon arrival at their home, Dax was escorted by Susan into the
family room as Frank excused himself and headed for the bar to
prepare a cocktail for them. They had a lovely family room that
was decorated in pleasing taste. Within the room stood a grand
large screen T.V. and an excellent music system. The room was
done in light yellow, and the lighting was expertly placed to
accent the lovely art pieces that were hung with care. Frank
returned with drinks and snacks, whereupon Susan excused herself
to slip into something more comfortable. Dax agreed to review the
contents of their film library and select a video for them to
watch. They had a lovely selection, but none proved interesting
in light of what he had just experienced. Frank indicated that
Dax looked a bit miffed, and without further torture, Frank told
Dax that the adult films were in the cabinet below. Dax again
began looking at the selection, this time with greater
satisfaction. He made a selection, carried it over to the VCR and
took a seat.

Susan came out of an adjoining room wearing a see-through nightie
that revealed what Dax had only guessed before. She had
wonderfully large breasts with thick nipples. He gaped as she
walked in front of him to secure to control for the video
equipment. As she bent over her beautifully rounded buttocks
unfolded, and the sheer material offered a view that gave Dax a
rush. He could detect soft public hairs slightly escape their
confines. She returned to the couch next to where Dax had seated
himself and told Dax that his seat selection would never do. She
invited him to join her with a pat of her hand upon the couch
next to her.

Susan offered the control to Frank, and the movie began. As they
began to watch the movie, Frank took a position in a chair
somewhat removed from Susan and Dax. Susan rested her hand on
Dax's leg and would periodically brush her hand against his
manhood. Frank once again excused himself and left the room. As
the remaining two were glued to the current scene unfolding on
the big screen, Susan turned to Dax and gave him a look sultry
enough to melt him. He reached over and placed his lips against
hers. His hand traveled to her ample breasts, and his thumb and
forefinger surrouned her thick nipple. He began rolling her
lovely nipple, and she started to moan. Her large, firm breasts
began to move under his soft touch. His other hand moved to her
delicious fanny and found its way under the material of her
panties. As his hand touched the smooth, firm buttocks, her mouth
opened to his invading tongue. Further his hand traveled deep
into the crack of her wonderful ass cheeks. Down it moved to her
soft and hairy, wet honey pot. He worked two fingers inside her
slippery cunt and began to fuck this lovely tunnel.

At this point Frank returned and Dax almost jumped out of the
couch. Susan reached down to his now free hand and placed the
fingers he was using to fuck her with into her mouth. She assured
him that he did not have to be concerned about Frank's presence.
Frank was dressed in a bathrobe and was stroking his cock. He got
up and turned down the lights. Susan asked Dax if he would like
to get more comfortable, and he agreed. She took him by the hand
and coaxed him up off the couch. As he stood there, he felt a
little self conscious as his throbbing cock jutted out. Susan
threw the pillows off of the couch and reached for a hand pull.
In the flick of her tiny wrist the couch had been converted to a
bed. She replaced the pillows and invited Dax to join her on the
bed. The movie continued. An excellently built man and a gorgeous
woman were wrapped in a hot embrace. The three viewers became
more excited as the man slipped his huge cock out of the woman's
mouth and slipped it into her waiting cunt hole.

Susan had curled up next to Dax and told him to be free in
anything he wanted. She assured him that if it was something that
she was not comfortable with, she would let him know. Once again
his hands went to her waiting body, as she released his belt and
zipper. Her breasts pulled out of his grasp as she moved down his
body and placed his throbbing penis between her hungry lips. What
a wonderful mouth. She was able to take his entire eight inch
length into her throat. He became concerned that he would not be
able to control himself and would cum. He eased his thick cock
out of her mouth and pulled her closer to him. Again his mouth
found her excellent nipples and he rubbed his teeth over them
gently. His hand found her hot hole, and he lathered her honey
pot until he could feel her vibrating in climax against him. He
turned her over and rubbed her back and shoulders so that she
might recover from her violent climax. His lips traveled down her
back and he gently began to bite at the cheeks of her smooth ass.
His tongue dipped into the crack of her ass, and the sweet smell
of her womanhood entered his nose. His cock seemed like it would
double in size. Dax then turned Susan over and placed his face
squarely into the delta of her pubic hair. Deeper and deeper his
tongue drove into her clit and her love channel. In his
peripheral vision, he could see Frank stroking is generous penis.
He also was exercising caution not to climax too soon.

Susan began to plead for Dax's cock. Dax removed Susan's panties
the remander of the way and placed her on her knees. He then
spread he spongy buttocks to locate her soft, wet cunt hole. His
thick member found no resistance as be placed its tip against the
slippery slot. The entire length entered Susan as she cried in
joy. "Jamb that mother fucker in that cunt," she screamed. Dax
looked down at his cock splitting this beautiful cunt and noticed
the texture of the smooth buttocks that filled his hands. He
released one cheek and reached around to feel the weight of one
heavy tit. Again he began tweaking her thick nipple. She began to
convulse and drive her hot, love box back against his piston. Her
own juices began to flow down her legs. It was slippery and
glistening. The sight and feel of this love juice excited Dax
even more. He could hear Frank groan as the cum began pouring
from Frank's dick. Dax saw Susan's breasts bobbing and her
beautiful buttocks wiggling and he could take it no longer. Huge
gobs of cum began to issue from his pounding rod. Two strong
bursts painted Susan's insides. He pulled his jerking cock from
her now sloppy hole and squirted the remainder on her shaking ass
cheeks. He collapsed next to Susan on the bed and lost
consciousness.

Time went by and he began to feel himself awakening. He felt
comfortable and spent. He lovely smell of bacon and eggs invaded
his now relaxed senses. He peeled his eyes open and saw Frank
preparing orange juice. They had a great breakfast and much to
Dax's pleasure, neither he nor Susan and Frank demonstrated any
concerns about what had happened. This lovely couple told Dax
that this was one of the most comfortable and pleasing
experiences that they could remember. Dax was invited back and
promised that he would return. Next time, he added, it would be
his job to pick up the pizza.


CHAPTER 2


Dax wondered whether he was unusual in terms of his sexual fan-
tasies. He had married his childhood sweetheart when they were
both relatively young. He and Mary had started going together
when he was seventeen and she fifteen. They were married at
twenty-one and nineteen respectively. After about a year's mar-
riage, Dax began his fantasies about Mary making love to another
man. He never really analyzed why this idea excited him. All he
knew was that his cock became eight inches of rock hard sex when-
ever he thought of it.

He wondered how he might be able to broach the topic with Mary
without offending her. Their regular sex life was rather excit-
ing. They fucked often and with a fervor. She was a fox. Her
height was about 5'3" and she weighed about 120 pounds. She had
great tits that filled a 34 C bra without trouble. With a rather
small waste, she sported the lovely undulating pair of buttocks
that rippled so nicely when she walked. Needless to say, Dax's
mind worked overtime when it came to his libido.

Dax tried some of the traditional approaches like attending
X-Rated movies and playing touch and go with some of their
friends. She never found any of his friends exciting enough to
respond of say anything that would suggest she wanted to fuck any
of them. Then one day she returned home after working the after-
noon shift at a automobile wiring plant. She indicated that Ray,
a guy that worked on her line, was teasing her about her jeans
being too tight. She asked Dax if he thought that Ray was right.
Dax indicated that Ray probably was just admiring her and was
probably hitting on her. Much to Dax's surprise she showed a big
smile and said that if that were the case, that would be nice.

Dax questioned her as to whether that excited her. She responded
that she was married and didn't allow herself to think about it.
He assured her that it wouldn't bother him if she got excited
about another man being interested in her. She seemed surprised
and wondered aloud if that wouldn't make Dax jealous. Dax reas-
sured her that he would be a little jealous, but told her that it
excited him to hear that other men found her sexually appealing.
That pretty much started their dialog about threesomes and open
marriages.

Dax had had a few short-termed affairs in the first several years
of marriage, but he was never able to convince Mary that she
should feel free to try some strange cock. One day, while Mary
was at work, she decided to meet Ray after work and see what
developed. Both she and Dax were disappointed when Ray did meet
with her after work, and he was so high on some drug that she be-
came frightened and left. She decided never to see Ray again.

Dax began answering ads in swinger's magazines in hopes that he
could convince Mary to meet with other couples. She was afraid
and declined. Dax didn't let that stop him. He met with several
couples over the next couple of years. Periodically, he would
share some of his adventures with Mary, and their sex was great
due to the heightened libidos that result from such activity.
Year after year Dax would try new ways to lure Mary into ex-
perimenting with other men. Dax had to find another way.

Hypnosis was always a hobby of Dax. He was somewhat of a intel-
lectual and enjoyed reading about such things. He read everything
that he could get his hands on about hypnosis. As a result of his
job, he was enabled to attend several seminars on clinical hyp-
nosis. He got rather good at induction techniques, and Mary
agreed to be one of his subjects. This began by simple experi-
ments like temperature control of the body, relaxation techniques
and similar approaches. Then one day, Dax decided to take hyp-
nosis to the bedroom. He gave Mary the suggestion that she was
lying on a warm beach. The gulls were crying, the waves were
caressing the shoreline and the sun was licking her lovely, nude
body.

He watched her as she lay on the bed. Her lovely pink nipples be-
came hard and reached for the mind orchestrated sun. Her legs
opened to receive that warmth on her hair-covered pussey. She was
told to enjoy herself and not to concern herself about anything
as there was no one around and she had her "island" to herself.
Dax assured her that she could enjoy herself and the sun and that
he would wake her after an enjoyable time in the sun. Dax con-
tinued to watch, his thick cock becoming harder and longer than
he ever remembered. His mind was working overtime as well. As he
watcher her turn over to permit the rays of the hot sun on her
soft, yet firm buttocks, his mind began to wonder about what
other "miracles" could be accomplished through hypnosis.

That night ended in Dax having three climaxes. One occurred while
he watched Mary masturbate while lying on the secluded beach. He
didn't even touch his straining penis. As his eyes caressed
Mary's wriggling body, his cock began to erupt into one of the
most wonderful climaxes in memory. He buried his blood-engorged
penis in his wife's waiting cunt two times that night. Each time
he came was like the first. He had found one of the most exciting
approaches to sex he had ever dreamed of. When he woke Mary, he
offered her a post hypnotic suggestion that she would be well
rested and remember everything as a wonderful dream.

About a week went by. Dax continued to analyze his "new sex tool"
and try to think of other exciting uses. The following Friday
night, he planned to take Mary on her first experimental strange
experience. They watched TV for a couple of hours after they got
home from work. He tried to think of things to talk about that
would put her in the right frame of mind for sex, and his mind
was put to the task of how he would introduce this sleep-affair.
Soon it was late enough that he could suggest they go to bed.
Teeth were brushed, PJ's were donned and they took their respec-
tive places in bed. He had established a post hypnotic suggestion
to reduce the time required to put her under. He merely had to
snap his fingers twice. As they settled in, he looked at her in
the eyes and snapped his fingers, telling her to sleep deeply.
Her eyes closed, and Dax could see her body begin to melt into a
deep relaxation. He indicated to her that she was in a large
hotel in Florida and that she had made an appointment for a body
massage. She would find herself in the massage room at the hotel.
She was advised to open her eyes, remove her clothing and place a
towel over herself when Dax snapped his fingers once. He further
indicated to Mary that an attractive man would come through the
door and it was his job to give her a full body massage. Dax
snapped his fingers and left the room.

Dax was shaking as her peered through the crack he conveniently
left in the almost closed door. He saw Mary get out of the bed,
remove the top of her night clothes. Her breast looked glorious
and he wished that another man could see their heavy bounce and
her pouting pink nipples. She laid the top aside. Her thumbs were
placed inside the waistband of her bottoms, and she slid them
down over her soft buttocks. Dax's cock was already rock-hard.
Mary laid down on the bed and pulled a towel over herself in a
modest fashion, waiting for the man who would give her a massage.
Dax could only wonder what was going through her head.

He entered the room sheepishly, towel over his arm and a slight
smile on his face. He said hello to Mary, and she shyly returned
his smile and said hello. Dax asked her if she was ready for her
massage, and she said that she was. He asked her if she liked it
soft or hard. She responded by telling him to use his own discre-
tion. Dax asked her to turn over on her belly. She did so as he
held the towel in place. He turned the towel down a couple of
turns and placed baby oil on her upper back. As his hands began
to work the oil into her tense body, he felt as though he was
touching a strange body. His cock continued to strain and he
could feel the preparatory fluids seep from the head of his hard
cock. Mary's moans told Dax that she was getting a great deal of
satisfaction out of his efforts.

More and more the towel was lowered. He could see the swell of
the sides of her ample breasts as she held her hair out of the
way of the baby oil. Her moans continued as his hands moved lower
and lower down her back. Soon the towel was moved down to expose
half of her buttocks. His hands ventured onto these beautiful
mounds of flesh, and his mind spoke to him of the "strange" body
that he was touching. As his hands began to massage this new
flesh without objection, he reached for more oil. The oil ran
down into the cleft between these glorious mounds. His hand
quickly reached to capture the oil to work it into this bouncing
flesh. Mary's moans began to increase in volume.

Dax put oil on the backs of her thighs and massaged this in. With
each swipe of his hand he moved closer and closer to the heated
area between her legs. Her hips raised each time his hands ap-
proached her hot cunt. Finally, Dax dipped down into this area,
and his slippery hand touched the oil drenched lips of her cunt.
With this, Mary pressed her face into the pillow and pressed her
pussey against Dax's wet hand. For fear of scarring her with this
new experience, he moved his hand back to her buttocks to con-
tinue his assault. After a short time, he instructed her to turn
over. This was the test. There would be a "strange man" looking
into her face.

Mary turned over but kept her eyes closed as Dax held the towel
in place for her. She again placed her arms over her head and had
a peaceful look on her face. By this time Dax's pants were wet
from his preparatory emissions. He rolled down the towel to ex-
pose Mary's heavy breasts. Her juicy nipples remained hard and
pert. Dax poured oil in the valley between her large breasts.
Before it would flow off her body, his hands were on the lovely,
spongy tits. He slowly began to manipulate the firm breasts.
Mary's eyes snapped open and looked at Dax. He gave her a slight
smile and returned his gaze to the moving tits. She could not
restrain her pleasure. Her moans escaped her lips in soft tones
as her breathing began to shorten. Dax's hands lingered over her
thick nipples as his thumbs and forefingers gently pinched and
manipulated these love buttons.

Mary began grinding her hot ass into the sheets and straining her
breasts higher and higher. Dax put oil now on her belly and began
gently rubbing it in. His eyes were blessed as he saw the oil run
down her belly into the fluffy pubic hair covering her already
greasy slit. One hand continued working her breasts as the other
moved down to her mound. He dipped periodically to her clit with
the palm of his hand. At this, a loud moan escaped her lips as
she reached for his hand and held it to her swollen pussey. Her
eyes remained closed. Dax allowed a finger to slip inside of her
hot cunt, and he could feel this tunnel tighten on his single
finger. He worked it around and deeper into her love hole while
his other hand remained on her heaving tits. She in turn grabbed
her other breast and started to manipulate its stiff nipple. With
this assurance, Dax reached forward and placed his lips on the
nipple he had been pinching. He body jumped and her hands grabbed
his head to insure against him moving it away. Dax put two more
fingers inside of Mary's swollen cunt and began to pump it as he
manipulated her clit with his thumb. She began to climax and her
body shook with convulsion after convulsion. After what seemed
like five minutes, Mary's  body came to rest. With her eyes open
she looked at this "strange man" and offered her thanks.

Dax decided not to take it too far the first time. He washer the
oil from Mary's body and toweled her off. He again put her to
sleep and left her with another post hypnotic suggestion to awake
feeling well rested and remember everything as a wonderful dream.


CHAPTER 3


     Dax could feel himself becoming more interested in what
wonders hypnosis had to offer he and Mary and their sexual
desires. He decided to take Mary to a new level of sexual
heights. He had helped Mary experience complete hallucination of
the senses on two different occasions. The first was to find her
on a secluded beach masturbating, and the second was a wonderful
massage by a great looking stranger. Now what? She had still
never had a stranger's cock in her body. Dax decided that would
be the next adventure. He would introduce Mary to this experience
on Saturday night.

     The week seemed to drag on. It seemed as though Saturday
would never come. Each time Dax looked at Mary he thought about
how exciting it would be for Mary to give her body to a strange
man; her lovely breasts, her round buttocks, her hot pussey.
Strange hands on her skin; her lips on another man's penis; his
hairy balls resting in her hands and on the soft cheeks of her
ass. He went wild with the thought of it. And then Saturday came.

     They spent their evening in the same fashion as usual. A
movie, a pizza and a bottle of wine were their entertainment. The
movie was not bad, the pizza was different and the wine was
great. Dax did have a hard time keeping his mind on anything
other than sex. As they prepared to retire, Dax's apprehension
increased. Mary had no idea what was to take place. As Mary
dressed in her night clothes to get into bed, again Dax's mind
wandered to thoughts of another man gazing on her wonderful body.
Dax snapped his fingers twice, his regular post hypnotic suggest-
ion that would place Mary into a deep trance state. He watched
her eyes close. A warm smile appeared on her lips, and she melted
into a deep sleep.

     Dax continued to bring Mary deeper and deeper into her
trance. He suggested to her that upon reaching her deepest trance
state she would begin to feel very sexy. He continued along these
lines for quite some time until he could perceive Mary actually
beginning to squirm. She was hot and wanted fucked. Dax told her
that he would soon wake her and when she awoke, she would find
herself all alone and extremely horny. She would dress completely
in a tight fitting outfit, get in the car and go to the all-night
grocery store. When she reached the store, she would complete the
shopping that she was going to do the next day. While at the
grocery store, she would meet a stranger with a green ribbon in
the zipper of his coat. As soon as she identified the green rib-
bon, the man wearing the ribbon would be the most exciting man
she had ever seen. She would have trouble taking her eyes off of
him. This would be the man she always wanted to make love to.

     Dax went on to explain that she would be attracted to this
man so much, because she may never have the chance to see him
again. He further told her not to concern herself with Dax be-
cause he would be out of town on business for two days. Before he
woke Mary up he decided to give her one more post hypnotic sug-
gestion. That suggestion took the form of the length of each of
her orgasms. He would pyramid them. He told her that the inten-
sity of her climax would be double what she ever experienced
before. After assuring her that she would remember nothing about
being in a trance, Dax woke Mary up. Now would follow the first
test. Would she awaken, go about the business of getting ready
for the grocery store and not be able to see Dax. He waited with
a great deal of interest as he watched Mary get ready to go to
the store. He sat in a chair in the corner of the master bedroom
silently.

     Mary got up from the bed and went into the bathroom off the
bedroom without acknowledging Dax's presence. He never took his
eyes off Mary as she began to pin her hair up to take a shower.
Her hair secure, she removed her night clothes, and Dax's blood
began to race. His thick penis began to grow as he viewed her
lovely bouncing breasts and the cleave of her ass cheeks. Her
soft pubic hair was brought into view as she turned. She stopped
in front of the mirror and began to admire herself. Her hands
reached up and gently cupped her ample breasts. Mary pointed the
nipples at the mirror and a smile crept over her lips. As the
thumb and forefinger of each hand pinched the generous pink
nipples of each mound of flesh her eyes rolled up and closed.
Maintaining her grasp on one of the nipples, she allowed her
other hand to dip down to her bush. Dax had never seen Mary alone
and unaware of a spectator. He now understood what a voyeur must
feel like. His hard rod stretched to its maximum length.

     Mary began to furiously rub her clit and manipulate her
breasts. Dax heard a soft moan and Mary turned from the mirror to
head for the shower. Dax's excitement continued as Mary entered
the hot stream of the shower and soaped every inch of her hot
body. She toweled herself off and moved toward the dressing
table. As she bent over to open a drawer, her buttocks were of-
fered to his intense view; so pink and round and tight. Suddenly
she removed a tight kelley green pair of slacks and tossed them
on the bed next to the dressing table. Next she removed a white
knit top and placed it next to the slacks. Mary entered her
undies drawer and withdrew a sexy pair of panties. As she reached
down for the panties, Dax could see her heavy breasts swing down
and undulate as if they had a life of their own.

     Mary stepped into the panties and pulled them up over her
tight buttocks. She quickly donned her slacks and pulled the top
on without a bra. Admiring herself in the mirror, her hands went
to her breasts, and she felt the weight in her hands. Satisfied
that her body would look its best in this outfit, she reached for
a comb. She combed her hair and reached for her make-up case to
place the final touches on this portrait. Uncontrollably, seminal
fluid began to seep out of Dax's straining cock. He began think-
ing about old baseball games to keep himself from blowing his en-
tire wad. Mary left the room and quickly grabbed her coat and
keys. She was out of the door before Dax could follow her through
the house.

     Dax quickly got his essentials and began looking for his
keys. He couldn't find his god-damned keys. His mind was reeling.
Suddenly he remembered that he had left them in his overcoat,
retrieved them and headed for the garage. He was shaking with an-
ticipation as he grabbed his jacket and reached into the pocket
for his green ribbon. His wife was off to the grocery store and
would likely find more that ground chuck upon completion of her
mission. He headed toward the grocery store with his cock still
heavy with anticipation.

     Dax's heart jumped once again as he pulled into the parking
lot and saw Mary's van parked there. Still shaking slightly, he
exited the car and began his journey into the store. On his way,
he recovered a shopping carts in the parking lot and pushed it
toward the automatic doors. He thought how humorous it must be
that some of the observers in the area were likely thinking that
he was doing his part to bring one of the carts back to the
store. Actually, he was trying to hide his substantial hard on.
As he entered the store, his eyes began to search for Mary. His
gaze then went to the zipper of his jacket to assure himself that
his ribbon was in place. It was. Where would she go first? He
would try the dairy isle. True to habit, Mary was at the dairy
section viewing the offerings. Dax just stood back and watched.
She was a good shopper, moving through the isles quickly captur-
ing all of those necessities that she was so used to buying.

     It wasn't busy in the store. There were only several shop-
pers there at the time. Many of them appeared to be single men
struggling through this chore. It didn't take Dax long to observe
that Mary had removed her coat and hung it over the back of the
cart. Soon, it became apparent that the men in the store were
watching her fine ass as it passed. When she reached for an item,
her breasts would often swing against the material of her top and
thrill the onlookers. Dax's cock remained hard and ready. He
decided that it was about time he allowed Mary to notice him. He
traveled the reverse way of the traffic pattern that Mary had es-
tablished so he could face her in his travels. As he rounded the
soup section, there she was.

     Mary was being followed casually by two men, one behind the
other. At this point they were merely pretending to shop. It was
obvious that they were benefiting from the view of her great
body. This excited Dax even more. Soon Mary's casual gaze met
Dax. She looked away and then her head snapped back to rivet on
the green ribbon of his jacket. She immediately began to blush.
She quickly looked away and began sneaking peeks at this
"stranger." As she turned the corner, Dax could see that she was
trying to see more of him. Again they appeared in the same isle,
the wine section, going in their respective directions. Mary
stopped to view the selection, Dax continued his slow walk toward
her. Dax knew Mary well enough to know that she would probably
not make the first move. It was his responsibility. As he closed
in, he stopped and asked her if she liked the brand of wine she
held in her hand. She indicated that she liked to try different
brands and types, and he indicated that he did also. As their
conversation developed, she became more talkative. They began to
walk in the same direction, talking about many of their inter-
ests. Her eyes periodically moved to his bulge. Her nose became
filled with his scent. She was getting aroused just walking next
to him. They found that they had quite a bit in common, ob-
viously, and Dax suggested that they meet for coffee some day.
Mary indicated that the idea sat well with her and assured him
that she would enjoy it. The next test was soon to come. Dax ex-
cused himself and told her that he enjoyed talking with her. She
offered her phone number and bid Dax goodbye.

     As she began walking away, Mary's mind must have gone into
high gear. The suggestion that she may never see this man again
must have assaulted her awareness. She turned and Dax continued
to walk. She caught his attention and indicated to him that she
didn't even know his name. He told her that his name was Eddie
and, she advised him that she was Mary. She then suddenly asked
him it he had plans for the rest of the evening. He smiled and
indicated that he did not. Mary then told "Eddie" that she was
not committed to anything either and thought that it would be a
shame to have to drink her bottle of wine all by herself. She
couldn't believe her own ears. Did that come out of her lips?
"Eddie" smiled and told her that it was late and she probably
shouldn't be unescorted to her home anyway. "Let's get to check
out and I'll follow you home," he offered. She agreed with a
smile and a shake of her head and they approached the check out
counter. Having completed this task they headed toward their
cars.

     Dax actually felt as though Mary was a stranger. She acted a
little differently. She was infinitely more sexy, and she moved
in such a way as to accentuate her lovely body. Dax continued to
imagine Mary being with a strange man, pressing her lips to him,
touching his strange penis and offering him all of her charms.
Naughtiness - that was it. It was naughty. Every conceivable sex
act invaded his mind. He couldn't remember being this aroused.
Soon they were at "Mary's home." She pulled into the drive and
exited the van with packages in tow. She fumbled with her keys
and opened the door. Dax was directly behind her, watching her
buttocks move under the tight material. He felt it curious how
her hands shook as she placed the key in the lock to allow them
entrance.

     Once inside, Mary told "Eddie" to make himself comfortable
and she would be right with him. "Eddie" went to the couch and
collapsed. He couldn't remember ever sitting on the couch. He
generally sat in an easy chair. He really felt as if he were in
someone else's house. He heard Mary getting glasses and ice to
chill the glasses. Soon she joined him in the living room,
deposited the tray of wine and sat at the opposite end of the
couch. Dax got a smirk on his face, and Mary understood. She told
him that she had never invited anyone over before, and Dax of-
fered a fake frown. She then hastened to mention that she was
married and it would probably be poorly perceived that she did
invite him over. "Eddie" told her that if she was uncomfortable,
he would leave. She indicated that she was uncomfortable, but she
did not want him to leave. She found him so interesting that she
wanted to know more about him. She wanted to know why he had ac-
cepted her offer to come over when he didn't even know her. Dax
pulled out all of the stops. "I find you to be one of the most
exciting women I have ever met and was hoping that I could get to
know you better. I can't very well get to know you if you are
sitting at the other end of the couch," he shared as he reached
and put his hand on her arm. They slowly moved toward each other
and their lips met.

     Her body felt new. After twenty years of marriage, he was on
fire. He felt her body tremble as she pressed her breasts into
his chest. His hand cupped the back of her head and pulled her
toward him. Soon her tongue touched his lip and begged for admit-
tance to his hot mouth. His tongue met hers and they seemed to
melt together. Dax placed his left hand under her sweater and
found a warm breast with its nipple plump and straining. He felt
the weight of her flesh. He gently pinched her nipple, and she
sighed heavily as her tongue reached farther into his mouth. His
hand now reached down and slipped into her slacks and beneath her
panties to cup the swell of her buttocks. Dipping into the moist
canyon of her ass cheeks, he squeezed and felt her respond by
placing her hand on his now gigantic cock. Suddenly she stopped
her aggression and seemed to become concerned. Dax asked her if
there was something wrong. "Eddie, I have to make something clear
to you. I am married, and I love my husband very much. I have
never done anything like this before, and I'm concerned that it's
wrong," she said.

     "Do you think that Dax would be really upset with us?" he
inquired.

     "Actually, it would probably be quite the contrary. Dax has
hinted many times throughout our marriage that the thought of me
making it with someone else would be a real turn on for him,"
Mary explained.

     "Well, I promise not to take it too serious, if you don't.
What do you say? You tell Dax what you want to. You know him well
enough to pick what to tell him and when," Dax urged. She smiled
at him and placed his hand back on her soft, waiting breast.

     After what seemed like only seconds, Dax reached under both
sides of Mary's sweater and lifted it over her head. He saw the
lovely breasts stretch upward as she raised her arms over her
head to accommodate his efforts. Her eyes were glued to his to
observe the appreciation on his face. His head immediately
dropped to her juicy nipple as his hand lifted her heavy tit to
his mouth. Again a moan escaped her lips, as her hand began work-
ing on the zipper of his pants. Soon they were both naked.

     Mary's love tunnel was wet with her own juices. She knew
that she had never been this excited, as the cream began running
down her legs and into the crack of her ass. In a quick motion,
her head fell onto his thick bone and devoured it. Up and down
she went trying to stuff every morsel of his eight inch cock into
her throat. Her hands manipulated the hairy balls as if she were
trying to prepare his cum for its inevitable exit. He wanted to
slide his tongue into her swollen cunt but didn't want her to
stop what she was doing. He just laid back and enjoyed what was
happening. Quickly, he felt the cum boiling in his heavy balls.
He was going to ejaculate. Without a word, he withdrew his vein
covered meat from her lips. He rearranged her on the couch and
threw her legs back forcing his tongue into the deep, dark honey
pot. She even tasted different. His lips began plucking at her
now hard clit, dipping his tongue deep into her hole from time to
time.

     Mary soon let out what can only be described as a deep
grunt. Her hips began pounding against Dax's face as she held his
head in place. Her breasts were flopping wildly as she shame-
lessly fucked his face with her dripping cunt. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
my god - Oh - Oh - Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she cried. It went on and
on. She continued to convulse as his tongue milked the cream from
deep in her hole. He had never seen Mary cum this hard of this
long. His face was becoming covered with her love juices and
detached pubic hair. Soon she lay there completely spent and
semi-conscious. Dax went to the rest room and acquired a towel.
He wiped his face, sat in his easy chair and continued to stroke
his huge erection.

     Dax exited the chair and poured two glasses of wine. He
moved to the couch and offered one to Mary. She took it with what
was clearly a weak hand. After a long sip on the cool wine, she
offered a huge grin and told him that she hoped he didn't think
that she was done. He returned the smile, took a sip of his glass
and returned to his chair, stroking his heavy penis. Mary quickly
recovered as the sexiest look came over her face. She moved over
to the chair and placed herself between this man's legs. She
placed her lips over his flacid penis, and he knew instantly that
she still had wine in her mouth. The sensation was great. He felt
the cool wine encompass his cock. Soon the wine was gone and only
her hot quick lips remained, sliding up and down his shaft. He
reached down and felt the weight of her heavy tits, bouncing as
her head pounded his penis. He looked down her smooth back to the
cleft between the cheeks of her tight ass. Surely, heaven was
like this.

     Dax had the greatest urge in the world to drive his thick
long cock into this woman. Suddenly he rose and began to push
Mary over to the couch, spreading her legs as she fell backward.
"Wait, Eddie. Would you please fuck me like a dog. I would love
to feel your huge bone in my cunt as your thighs pound against my
ass," she begged. Dax backed off and allowed Mary to get on her
knees. He looked down and saw her buttocks displayed before him;
her gaping cunt with soaked hair and dripping from excitement. He
took his cock in his hand and began to stroke it once again, as
he aimed it toward her dark slit. Her breasts undulating with a
gentle bounce, she waited to be filled with this strange cock.

     Dax's thick rod encountered no resistance as it parted the
lips of her fragrant hold and slid deep into this cavern of love.
Upon initial entry, Mary once again began to convulse with spasm
after spasm of orgasm. Her box engulfed Dax's pounding cock and
squeezed it tight. He drove deeper and deeper into her belly.
"Fuck me, fuck me harder, fuck me deeper. Drive that bone into my
cunt, mother fucker. Fill my guts with your cream. Fuck that
cunt, squeeze my ass; harder," she screamed.

     He could take it no longer. Deep within his balls he could
feel the cream exploding for release. Bang! It erupted. The first
convulsion, he squirted a huge load of cum into her cunt. He then
pulled his jumping rod from her hole and shot several volleys of
hot juice on her ass and back. She reached back and started to
smear the thick sticky cum over her ass and back. She grabbed
Dax's cock and continued to milk it as she cried with joy.

     They both collapsed on the couch into one another's arms and
fell off to sleep. Dax was the first to awaken. He went to the
rest room, cleaned up and returned with a hot wash cloth and a
towel for Mary. As he nudged Mary her eyes slowly opened. As soon
as she was aware, Dax snapped his fingers twice, and Mary's eyes
closed again. Dax told her that she would soon awaken, feeling
wonderful and remembering everything as though it actually hap-
pened. She would feel no guilt and would be proud that she
finally obtained the courage to make love with a stranger. He
further told her that she could feel free to tell him about her
experience in her own good time. Mary was awoken, freshened up,
went to bed and fell off into a wonderful natural sleep.

     The next morning she was surprised to find Dax home, think-
ing that he would be gone for another day. He told her that he
had finished his business early and had missed her. She im-
mediately reached for his cock and placed it in her mouth. 'Let
the games begin,' he thought. He also let his mind wander about
the next experience he would treat her to. He was on fire again.


CHAPTER 4


     Dax sat in the office as his mind began to settle down from
the day's activity. His pushed back from the desk, leaned back in
his chair, placed his hands behind his head and began to think
about the last hypnosex experience with Mary, his wife. As his
thoughts began to touch those moments when his wife was making
love with another man, his cock started to grow. With eyes closed
his mind began painting pictures of Mary parting her soaked
pussey so that "Eddie" could bury his straining cock. He was
convinced that it was time for a new experience. He would prepare
for another mind altering experience.

     The ride home was a blur. His mind focused on the events
that he would create for his wife's enjoyment. Up until this
point she had never shared with Dax that she had experienced
"another man." He pulled into the drive and pushed the button to
open the garage. Mary was in the kitchen as he entered. She
smiled, welcomed him home and offered her lovely lips to him.
Mary continued her efforts to complete dinner as Dax went into
the bedroom to change for dinner. As he undressed, he was happy
to see that the thoughts he was having on the way home nicely
affected the heaviness and length of his penis. He pulled it out
and began stroking it. He could feel his nipples tingling at the
thought of a new experience for Mary. Dax dressed and made his
way out of the bedroom.

     Dax entered the dining room and walked up behind Mary
placing his extended rod against the crack of her ass. He reached
up under her sweat shirt and cupped her bra-less breasts. Her
nipples stabbed his respective palms, and his cock jumped. She
pushed back slightly and indicated that she expected some of
"that" later and giggled. He assured her that she would be
pleasantly surprised. "What does that mean?" she inquired.

     "You'll see sweetheart. I want to see the look on your face
when you get it, so I won't spoil it now," he added. Dax was
trying to feel Mary out about the last experience she had, to
determine whether he was moving too fast and whether it turned
her on as much as it did him.

     "Tell me honey; have you ever entertained any thoughts about
making it with another man?" Dax inquired after they had finished
most of their meal.

     "You really do want me to fuck someone else, don't you? You
know Dax, I don't really know how to take you sometimes. I get
concerned that if I do experience another man you will find that
you don't really want that. I also get concerned that you will
think I am a slut", Mary responded.

     "I told you before honey, that I would get a little jealous,
but it would be a great turn on for me. I know you love me, and a
piece of ass wouldn't change that. I have more faith in our
relationship after twenty years of marriage to think that I would
care less for you. It's actually my request. Why would I get
angry with you. Like I told you before; if you ever want to or
get the chance to have a strange cock in you, I would love it",
Dax assured her.

     "OK, I'll take a chance. I did get fucked Dax. It was great,
and I wanted to tell you about it, but I was afraid to, because I
didn't want to upset you", she began to ramble. She got up from
the table and turned away from Dax as she finished her sentence.
Dax could feel the blood begin to flow in his loins, but he was a
little concerned about Mary.

     "Oh honey, you don't have to worry about that. You've said
it. I know it now, and I'm happy for you," Dax said as he
approached her from behind. He grabbed her arms and slowly turned
her to face him. Dax looked into her eyes, smiled and kissed her.

     "Are you sure that you're not mad?" she asked. She was
trembling slightly as she nestled into his strong arms.

     "No honey, I promise that not only am I not angry, I am very
turned on by it. Would you feel comfortable telling me about it?"
he asked.

     "Give me a minute while I think of where to begin. I'll put
on some coffee," She said. Dax watcher her move about the dining
room. His blood was beginning to boil as he saw her buttocks move
under her tight sweat pants and her breasts sway under her shirt.
He began to remember how Mary reacted to what she thought was a
stranger. He recalled how powerful her orgasms were. He could see
"Eddie's" hands on her breasts, his lips on her nipples and his
thick cock ramming her hole.

     Mary put a cup of coffee in front of Dax and began speaking
quietly, "I really don't know what got into me. It was so out of
character. I went to the store to pick up a few things while you
were out of town. I entered the store and really became conscious
of several men in the place. It seemed like they were all looking
at me. I started feeling really sexy. After a short time, I ran
into one man that really seemed to turn me on. I don't know what
it was about him. I just began thinking about how it would be to
touch him, have him touch me and I wanted to see his body. I'm
never like that. We talked and he really seemed to be too good to
be true. He was intelligent, witty and not pushy. I almost let
him walk out of the store, and then something came over me. I
decided that if I could get this guy to come home with me I
would. I kept hearing your voice in the back of my head telling
me that you wouldn't mind, and it would turn you on. I was
shocked when he agreed to come over for some wine. You look like
you really enjoy hearing this."

     Dax stood up, unzipped his trousers and displayed his
immense cock. She had never seen it this big. It's head was
swollen and shiny. It looked like a huge tower. Dax said, "this
should tell you how I feel about it." She went on to explain, in
detail, what occurred as Dax stroked his cock. Mary became so
horny telling Dax about it, that she put her hand between her
legs, pressed against her clit and swayed back and forth as she
finished the story. Dax reminded her that he thought it was
wonderful that she was able to have this new experience and
encouraged her to feel free to express herself in the future.
Both rose and moved toward one another in the dining room. They
fell into each others arms and joined in a deep kiss. Dax's hands
were all over Mary. She began pumping against his leg as he
continued to whisper sexy things in her ear about the man she had
made love with. They decided that they would go into bed.

     As they reached the bed, Mary crawled up pulling Dax after
her. As her head hit the pillow, Dax snapped his fingers twice.
Mary's smile began to fade and her eyes closed, as she seemed to
melt into the bed. She became completely relaxed and fell into a
deep sleep. Dax did what he could to make her more comfortable.
He adjusted the pillow, straightened her legs and told her that
she would fall deeper asleep than she ever had. She was again
ready to accept any suggestions that Dax would offer.

     "When you awaken, I will be out of town again. You will
begin to feel very sexy and horny. You will masturbate and enjoy
a beautiful climax, but it won't seem to be enough. You will want
to fill your love hole with a thick, long, glistening penis. All
you will be able to think of is this long cock. You can almost
taste it now. You will want to hold someone's heavy, hairy balls
in your hand. You will feel your swollen nipples tingle in
anticipation. Your breasts and buttocks will long to be held. You
are beginning to feel the need increase now.

     After you masturbate, you will dress in a sexy outfit and go
out to a single's bar to see if there is anyone there who
interests you. When you enter, I will be there but you will not
be able to see me. You will not notice me in any way. You will
then sit at the bar by yourself and order a glass of wine.
Several men may come up to you, but you will all but ignore them.
If they ask you any questions, you will coldly tell them that you
are waiting for a friend. If a man comes up to you and you hear
the words 'Green Ribbon,' you will become interested in this man.
He will be very similar in appearance to the man that you met in
the grocery store. You will not want this man to get away. You
will want to get to know him better. If you hear the word
'Catastrophe," you will explain to the stranger that although you
think he is nice, you are a married woman and must get home. If
you are comfortable with this man, you will feel free to invite
him to your house for
drinks. If everything feels right and you decide to make love,
you will do so in the bedroom." Dax was sure that in this
fashion, he could protect her from unwholesome types, someone who
would turn sour during their conversation and direct her in terms
of who she would be leaving with. The entire time that Mary spent
in the trance state, Dax's cock was hard and anxious to spill. He
controlled it, because he wanted to remain hot to see what the
rest of the evening held. He told Mary to remain in the trance
state until he woke her.

     Dax went to the basement and disconnected the cable from the
cable service and reconnected it to a VCR in the recreation room.
He then connected the wire from the TV to a video camera that sat
on top of a high dresser. After a little adjusting of the camera,
her returned to the basement to see that he would have a
ring-side seat for anything that would occur in the bedroom. Dax
returned to the bedroom to awaken Mary. She slowly became
conscious. Dax sad in the chair in the corner of the room and
watched.

     Mary began to squirm on the bed. Her hands went under her
shirt and grabbed her bra-less breasts. She began to shake them
and pinch at the nipples. Soon she removed it utterly and
continued to deeply massage her breasts. This was something that
Dax rarely saw. She slipped her hand into her pants as her head
bent back into the pillow. Shortly, in one motion, Mary slipped
her thumbs into the waistband of her sweats and slid them and her
panties down her hips and off. Her hand went immediately to her
slit and began rubbing her clit furiously. Breasts bouncing and
hand gyrating in her quim, Mary convulsed into marvelous orgasm.
Her eyes squeezed tightly shut, and her mouth opened, gasping for
air.

     Dax was forced to spill his cream as he watched Mary
masturbate. He continued to stroke his weapon as he watched Mary
get up from the bed and move toward the shower. He could never
get enough of the sight of her lovely buttocks as they rolled
with each step. Dax wished that the whole world could see and
appreciate this beautiful view. Mary pinned up her long brown
hair and stepped into the shower.

     Good use of the time was made by Dax as he waited for Mary
to dress. He prepared himself in the main bath room and double
checked the video equipment. He could feel himself begin to
shiver as he saw Mary walk across the bed room while she dressed.
Preparations having been made, Dax went out to his car, pulled it
down the street and waited for Mary to exit the house. He didn't
have to wait long, as soon he saw Mary's car pulling out of the
driveway and heading down the street. He was directly behind her.
She drove down the major highway for about four miles and turned
into a local single's lounge. He crawled slowly into the lot and
turned out his lights. Dax watcher her confidently walk from the
car to the lounge. He had never remembered her holding her head
so self-confidently.

     As she disappeared inside the lounge, Dax exited his car and
followed her. When he entered, he saw her sitting at the bar. She
looked great and already Dax observed a few of the men looking
her over. He took a position about three stools away from hers
and ordered a drink. There was no one in the bar that he
recognized. He had a little concern about that previous to
entering the place as he lived so closely. Soon one of the
patrons sauntered over to her and asked her something. Dax
couldn't quite hear what is was. She turned to him and said
something, and he returned to his seat. This happened on two
other occasions with the same result. Suddenly, a rather tall,
nice looking man in his mid-thirties walked into the lounge and
his eyes traveled over the bar. When he saw Mary, his eyes seemed
to light up. He began walking in the direction of her bar stool.
He sat directly next to Mary but said nothing. Dax did feel
comfortable with this man. He felt confident that Mary would
enjoy him.

     "Green ribbon," issued from Dax's lips. Mary seemed to relax
when she heard these words and crossed her shapely legs. Soon the
man next to her said something to her, and Dax observed her turn
toward the man and acknowledge him followed by a bit of a
chuckle. Dax began to get excited. It wasn't long before he
noticed the man getting up to pull Mary's chair out. They walked
together toward the dance floor and glided into each other's
arms. It was a slow dance and Mary's body was pressed against
this stranger. Dax's excitement continued to grow as he saw the
man's hand periodically dip down and touch Mary's buttocks. He
wondered what must have been going through the stranger's mind as
Mary's lovely tits were pressed against his chest. They danced
closer and closer as the minutes went by. Finally, they returned
to the bar and ordered another drink. Dax followed their lead and
ordered another.

     Dax watched them dance two times more and felt that this
would be a hot experience for all three of them. He wondered what
they must be talking about. Once again the stranger and Mary
began to get up. This time it was not to dance but rather to
leave. The stranger held Mary's coat while she slipped into it,
and Dax watched as the stranger's hands lingered on the lapels as
they covered Mary's ample breasts. Out the door they went
followed by Dax. Dax got to his car first, as his was closer to
the door. He was torn between sitting to see if they would neck
in the car or rushing home to prepare himself for the show he
hoped to have. He elected the latter and sped out of the parking
lot toward home.

     As soon as Dax reached home, he parked the car and slipped
into the house. Down the stairs he went and locked the door to
the recreation room. He turned on the VCR and the monitor and
again began to shake with anticipation. The moments seemed to be
hours. He sat with frustration creeping into his bones when
suddenly he heard a car in the drive. Mary and the stranger
wasted no time in getting into the house. Dax could faintly hear
the sounds of glasses and a wine cork being extracted with a pop.
He sat and watched with anticipation. Nothing appeared on the
monitor. He wished that he had the foresight to set one up in the
living room.

     When Dax was just about to think that nothing would happen,
he saw Mary enter the bedroom. She walked over to the clothes
tree and immediately removed her outfit. Dax's heart jumped as he
saw her shed her bra and panties. She reached into a drawer of
the dresser and removed a little lavender teddy with matching
panties. His cock jumped to attention as he watched her pull the
panties up over the balls of her buttocks and slide the teddy
over her head. She smoothed her hair, ran a comb through it and
admired herself in the mirror. This also excited Dax. She was
primping. He had never really seen this side of her. He felt like
a voyeur, and he loved it. Soon Mary exited the room.

     Dax sat impatiently waiting for Mary and the stranger to
return to the bedroom. It wasn't long. Now he could hear them.
The stranger's name was Marty, and he followed Mary over to the
area of the bed. Dax switched on the VCR. Their hands were all
over one another. Mary's hands dropped to Marty's trousers and
began working on the zipper. Suddenly, she dropped to her knees,
and Dax could see her free Marty's huge cock. Immediately, she
opened her mouth and engulfed his straining penis. Dax almost
came in his pants. He took his own cock out and began to stroke
it in long slow movements. He could see his wife's lips cover
this huge cock. Dax wondered if this is how it looked when she
sucked his manhood. Mary helped Marty as he shed the rest of his
clothes. Marty's cock jumped up and down as he moved over the a
chair to set his clothes down. Dax could see Marty's heavy balls
bouncing with his large penis stretching heavenward. Mary's hands
returned to his balls and her mouth to the head of his cock.

     Mary pulled Marty over to the bed and they collapsed in one
another's arms. Only moments went by and Mary's teddy and panties
were tossed to the floor. Her hands clawed Marty's tight buttocks
and continued to return to his thick member. Dax went wild as he
watched Marty cup the cheeks of Mary's tight ass cheeks and
squeeze them. Marty's hand dipped into the warm moist cleft
between Mary's buttocks and down to her hot hole. The stranger's
head searched for and found her beautiful nipples and began to
suck hard. Dax could hear Mary say, "fuck me, I need fucked, I
need fucked now Marty. Put your big cock in my slippery pussey
and fuck my brains out. Yes that's it, bite my nipples as you
drive that big bone in my hot cunt hole." Dax was going wild. He
couldn't take it. His cock began to erupt in huge gobs of jism
into the palm of his hand. He continued to stoke his cock as her
heard the lovely horny screams of Mary and Marty's deep grunts as
they collapsed together on the bed. What a great climax! The next
was sure to be better.

     The next thing that Dax wanted to orchestrate was being in
the room and participating in Mary's next adventure. But surely
that should be a story in itself.


CHAPTER 5


     It was a quiet evening in the den as Dax heard the clock
strike seven. Has hands moved effortlessly over the keyboard of
the computer, writing a letter to a computer friend in Baltimore.
The letter had served the purpose of turning him on as he shared
come rather sensual thoughts. Mary was washing her hair, and
music was playing softly on the compact disc player.

     Having finished his thoughts, his mind turned to the sight
of Marty's long wet shaft driving in Mary's dripping love tunnel.
That had to be one of the hottest times he had ever experienced.
It was the first time that Mary had ever had a strange cock
inside her body. Dax closed his eyes and remembered the sight of
Marty's hands on her well rounded buttocks. He could see his lips
on Mary's nipples; his teeth slightly and tenderly biting the
rock-hard pink tips. Marty's huge hairy balls resting in Mary's
hands. Her perfectly shaped lips spreading to admit the bulbous
head of Marty's straining cock. The thought that drove him the
wildest was when Mary was on her hands and knees. Tony came up
behind her with cock in hand and slipped it into Mary's dripping
cunt. Her lovely breasts were dangling and swaying. Tony reached
around and filled his hands with tit flesh as he drove his thick
rod deep inside Mary's hole. Dax almost had a climax just
thinking about it. He had to create yet another memory and wasn't
quite sure how he would do it.

     He had a good friend that always teased Mary about how
lovely her body was. Tony often followed Mary through the house
with his eyes when he came over. Mary seemed to enjoy Tony's eyes
on her body. A few times when they were in close proximity, Dax
had noticed that Tony had "accidentally" touched Mary. One time,
when Tony was helping her lift a chair to move it, Dax was sure
he noticed Tony's hands brush up against Mary's ample breasts and
linger a little longer than was necessary. Yet another time, when
they had gone fishing together, Tony came up behind Mary and
seemed to press himself into her fanny to demonstrate how to cast
the line. Mary didn't seem to pull away and if was obvious that
Tony wanted his cock in her. From time to time their eyes would
seemed locked in silent desire. Dax had even kidded Mary about
how Tony would die to have his hands on her naked flesh. It was
apparent that Mary had become excited at the prospect.

     He was somewhat concerned what Tony, or for that matter,
Mary would think if he simply suggested that Tony fuck her. No.
That just wouldn't do. He had to find another way. He wanted Tony
to have the benefit of Mary's lovely body, but he didn't want
Tony to know just yet. He and Tony had previously cavorted
together. They had previously enjoyed the same woman or women
together. How would it be if he told Tony that he found this
great woman, she was a real fox and she fucked like a mink. Would
Tony be interested in meeting her with Dax at a motel. It might
work.

     Dax would have to shroud the evening in mystery. The lights
would be subdued. Mary could even wear some kind of a fancy mask.
If she wore her hair differently than she usually did, Tony would
never suspect until it was too late that their lovely sex kitten
was Mary. The decision was made. Dax was convinced that she was
ready. He would hypnotize Mary and give her a post hypnotic
suggestion that she was the most lovely sex slave in the world.
She would assume the role of a high priced call girl. He would
send her to the motel to check in and prepare for her two lovers.
He and Tony would arrive and suck and fuck to their hearts
content.

     Now the task was to prepare Tony. They sat at the downtown
cafe that they usually frequented after work. Here they often met
with and got to know several women. Dax asked Tony if he had
recently got any new pussey. Tony indicated that it had been a
couple of months, and he was ready to fuck a snake if Dax would
hold it down. "Listen Tony, what would you say if I told you that
I ran into this great lady. She is about 5'3", 115 pounds, light
brown hair, lovely heavy titties, beautiful pink nipples, has a
cute little waist, with an absolutely wonderful ass and a great
set of legs. Now only that, but she wants to fuck both of us.

     "Get out of here. Where? Who do I have to kill?" Tony
humorously inquired. Dax could see the interest in his sex-crazed
buddy. Tony was a nice looking guy, and the thought of him
enjoying Mary's goodies was beginning to drive him nuts.

     "I'm serious. I talked with this lady, she is about forty
years old, and she said that she would love to take us both on.
Does forty years old bother you," Dax asked.

     "Hell no. Many ladies don't even get good until they're
about thirty or so. They have more experience for the most part.
The best piece of ass I ever had was thirty-eight. I'm game. When
do we meet this princess?" Tony panted.

     Dax informed Tony that he had tentatively set them up for
Friday night at about eight o'clock. He further added that she
would meet them at a motel. They were supposed to bring a bottle
of wine and their cocks. Dax when on to say that she was a little
shy and got a kick out of wearing masks and sexy clothes. Tony's
eyes were bulging as he listened with lust. The trap was set.

     Thursday evening, as Dax was preparing for bed, he decided
to put Mary into a trance and give her the necessary
post-hypnotic suggestions. As always, he snapped his fingers
twice, and Mary relaxed into a deep hypnotic sleep. He brought
her deeper and deeper into her trance. He asked her several
questions about previous orchestrated fantasies as his eight inch
cock began to grow. He loved hearing from her lips how she had
enjoyed the attentions of other lovers. He could see her breasts
swell as she related her deepest feelings. The soft lips of her
vagina filled with lust blood at the thought of her sexual
escapades. He could see her beginning to rub her legs together as
her excitement grew. Dax asked her if she would like to make love
with two men. Mary responded by telling Dax how it would really
excite her to have his cock in her mouth as a stranger filled her
pussey with his long pole.

     Dax directed Mary to clear her mind of all thoughts. He then
advised her that on the following night at six o'clock she would
become tired, go into the bed room and lay down on the bed. She
would begin thinking of her previous adventures, become extremely
aroused. She would close her eyes and again fall into a deep
trance. She would sleep for about five minutes. When she awoke,
she would walk over to the mirror and when she looked into the
mirror, she would see the most attractive call girl in the world.
Her only desire was to service her customers to the best of her
ability. She would get cleaned up, go to the motel, obtain a room
and await her customers. He further indicated that she would
bring some very sexy clothes and a facial mask with her. She
would wear the clothes and the mask. While she would feel free to
remove the clothes at any time she chose, she would feel
compelled to keep the mask on until she heard her name, Mary.

     When she heard her name, she would remove the mask and
realize that her customers were Dax and Tony. She would not feel
uncomfortable about this. She would remember everything and enjoy
each experience of the night. She was asked if she understood
everything and directed to repeat it. This she did without
hesitation. The stage was set. Dax woke Mary up and found that
she was extremely aroused. They enjoyed one another as they often
did after such sessions.

     Friday morning found Dax with a huge erection. This was not
uncommon, but he was unusually large this morning. His
anticipation kept him hard most of the day. Tony called at about
two o'clock in the afternoon to verify the night's arrangements.
Dax assured him that everything was on for the Holiday Inn at
eight o'clock. Tony indicated that he would meet Dax at the cafe
at six.

     Dax didn't go home from work, but went directed to the cafe
at about 5:30. He engaged in some small talk with some of the
regulars, and Tony came bouncing in at about 5:45 rubbing his
hands together. "Where is Mary tonight?" Tony asked.

     "Who knows. Maybe she's out finding her own piece of tail."
Dax said with tongue in cheek. He could only imagine the look on
Tony's face when he found out.

     "Yea, sure Dax. You'd just shit if Mary fucked around on
you. Although, I have to admit, with a woman like that around the
house, I don't have the foggiest notion of why you would ever
stick your dick in anyone else," Tony commented.

     "I guess people are something like taste in candy bars Tony.
Sometimes we feel like having a Milky Way, and every now and then
you want some other kind. If all you ever ate was Milky Way, you
would get tired of them. Have some other kind and the Milky Way
is even better the next time. Your wife is a knock out, and you
are going to suck and fuck someone else. Why is that?" Dax
inquired.

     "I see what you mean. I never quite looked at it that way
before. The way you described this woman has really got me
interested. What else can you tell me about her?" Tony quizzed.

     "I told you quite a bit. She is about forty years old, great
body, sexy way about her, gives great head and really enjoys
cumming. You will love it when you shoot your wad in this angel.
She will scream and cum in gushes," Dax assured him. They
finished a few more drinks and ordered a couple of bottles of
wine to go. Tony was visibly ready to fuck. He sat there
anxiously looking at his watch. It was time for them to move over
to the Holiday Inn. Dax told Tony to follow him, and they were on
their way.

     As they approached the room, Tony was almost shaking as he
thought about lovely undulating breasts with juicy pink nipples.
Dax wanted to shake but didn't want to give anything away. He
kept himself very calm and collected. Soon they stood in front of
the door and looked at each other. Dax said, "what are you
waiting for Tony, knock on the door." Tony tapped lightly and
heard from within a request to come in.

     The door was unlocked. They entered quietly noting that the
only light on was a dim light just inside the door. The voice
that they heard was a husky whisper. "Come in gentlemen; make
yourselves as home. I hope it's not too dark in here for you, but
I like it subdued. There are glasses in the foyer. Fix us a glass
of wine and get your asses over here. Both men were periodically
shivering with excitement, thinking about the mystery of it all.

     Tony poured the wine into three glasses on a tray while Dax
approached the bed. There she was. She graced the bed in the most
seductive fashion. Lying across the open sheets, Mary was dressed
in a lace black teddy with built in wire bra holding her lovely
breasts up for inspection, garter belt, black stockings and spike
heels. Adorning the upper portion of her face was a black cat
mask with red feathers framing her face. Hot. Very hot was all
Dax could think. His cock was rock-hard. This was his wife. He
had never seen this outfit before and continued to become even
more aroused. "Hello Janie. Have you been waiting long?" Dax
asked.

     "Too long. Now get over here and warm me up muther fucker. I
need some of that glorious cock," she demanded in her throaty
manner. Dax immediately melted onto the bed. Tony almost felt as
though he were being left out until Dax introduced them. Tony
told "Janie" that he was enchanted and began to remove his shirt.
Dax was kissing Mary and noticed how Tony riveted his eyes on her
body as he continued to undress. Dax indicated that they both had
an unfair advantage as he still had all of his clothes on.

     Mary said, "listen Dax, you and I have been around the
corner before. Why don't you have a glass of wine while Tony and
I get to know one another a little better." Dax's blood began to
boil. He anxiously awaited the moment when they would first
touch. Tony was no prude and had stripped all of his clothes and
left them where they fell. He was hotter than a firecracker. The
electric moment came. Tony, who had so often wanted to touch Mary
was now touching her and had no idea who she was. He began very
gently by touching his lips to Mary's.

     Soon their tongues touched and the kiss became more
passionate. Dax watched as Tony's experienced hands began
searching for the hooks to her garment. It soon fell aside. Her
breasts fell into the subdued light much to Dax's excitement.
Tony momentarily pulled back from Mary to gaze at her gorgeous
mounds. They were perfect in every way. They rolled gently from
side to side with Tony's advances. Her now hard nipples brushed
against the hair on his chest. He reached up to cup one of the
beautiful globes and pinch a nipple as he maintained his assault
with his tongue in her mouth. Dax had everything to do to keep
himself from cumming in his pants as he heard Mary begin to moan
as he had never heard her moan before.

     Tony released the snaps between Mary legs that held the
bottom of the teddy in place. It was cast aside, and Dax watched
as Tony's hand dipped down into Mary's soft pussey curls with one
hand as his other hand filled itself with pliant ass flesh. Dax
had removed his clothing and was slowly stroking his thickening
shaft. He had to be careful as he could cum at any moment with
such a hot scene in front of him. Dax watched as Tony's lips
began sucking harder on Mary's pert nipples. Her moans increased
in intensity, and she started rubbing her clit against Tony.
Mary's lover touched his lips to her belly and continued trailing
down to her fragrant muff. Mary moved around on top of Tony to
accommodate a position of 69 and lifted Tony's towering shaft
into her mouth. She took this love organ deep inside her mouth
and began to suck slowly.

     Dax's excitement continued to grow as he saw the globes of
Mary's ass come into view and Tony's hands surround them. Dax
moved toward the bed stroking his gigantic member. He reached
down and felt the weight of one of Mary's heavy breasts as his
hand moved up and down the length of his cock. Mary reached
around and drew Dax over to her. She released Tony's cock and
replaced it with Dax's. Just when Tony was about to feel as if he
had been abandoned, Mary switched to suck his tool again. Back
and forth she went bringing bliss to both men. Soon, both men
felt Mary begin to change positions. They released their
respective grips as Mary got on her knees, waving her fanny in
the air.

     "Tony, I want your thick bone in my hole now," she said.
Tony quickly agreed and moved into position for a rear approach.
He looked at the twin globes seemingly suspended in air and could
smell the fragrant odor of her dripping love tunnel. Tony guided
his now huge cock to the entrance to her gaping hair covered
hole. His could see the soft pink lips pouting out, waiting for
his organ. As the large mushroom-shaped head of his cock
approached Mary's slick quim, Dax watched in rapture stroking his
own monster. Tony's bone came closer and closer. Dax moved around
in front of Mary and offered his penis to her mouth. As Mary's
lips started to engulf Dax's cock, a deep moan escaped Mary's
lips and deep hot breath caressed Dax's cock. Tony's penis was
beginning to spread the lips of Mary's pussey. Slick with Mary's
emissions, Tony entered her effortlessly. Deeper and deeper his
cock traveled until his hairy balls were pressed tightly against
Mary's asshole. She could feel his balls bouncing softly on her
fanny as he pushed harder against her quim.

     Mary began to suck deeply on Dax's cock as Tony began
pumping slowly. As he withdrew his cock from Mary's dripping
cunt, Tony noticed how his thick shaft was glistening with her
juices. Again he pressed forward and felt Mary press her ass
harder against his bone. She continued to suck on Dax's cock as
she hollered to Tony, "Fuck that cunt hole muther fucker. Fuck it
harder. Deeper. Now." Her mouth continued to draw deeply on Dax's
cock. Tony was stroking wildly now. In and out. Deeper and
deeper. He twisted his hips as he drove forward and upward. He
rotated his long tool inside of Mary's hot cunt as he reached
forward and grasped one of her taunt nipples.

     Dax drove his cock into his wife's mouth and reached for her
other breast. The three of them continued to pound at one another
until Mary felt a new tightness in Tony's cock. He was going to
go off. She reached between her legs and began to massage Tony's
swaying balls. He drove once deep and hard as his hands grasped
Mary's tightening buttocks. Mary could feel the thick gobs of cum
shoot deep into her fuck hole. As Dax watched Mary's mouth slide
up and down his cock, he noticed her eyes, through her mask, roll
up into her head. At this point he knew she was cumming. Dax's
rod began to convulse as his cream crept up and out of the head
of his swollen member. Over and over again he felt gobs of jism
squirt into Mary's mount. She was now grunting deeply; trying to
get the most of her spasming hole. Tony, Mary and Dax fell to the
bed. They were all panting and somewhat out of breath. Dax heard
Tony say that he had never had such a nut as this. No one moved
for about fifteen minutes.

     Suddenly, Mary got up from the bed and moved toward the rest
room. Tony looked at Dax under half closed eyelids and asked him,
"where in the hell did you find this gorgeous animal?" Dax merely
smiled in response. Mary returned after refreshing herself and
poured three more glasses of wine, handing one to each of her
lovers.

     She pulled a side chair over to the bed and sat opposite
them. Tony said, "listen lovely lady, I would sure feel better if
you told me that this would happen again one day."

     Dax tapped Tony on the shoulder and said, "  'MARY' won't
mind, will you honey?" Mary removed the mask in one quick motion.

     "No Dax, I don't think I would mind, if you and Tony
wouldn't mind. I thought it was kind of fun, don't you think so
honey?"

     It took a full minute for all of this to register to Tony.
He was incredulous and had no idea what to say. Dax told him,
"don't try to understand right now Tony. Well will explain it to
you later. Just put your eyes back in your head, remember how
great it was and put your pants on."


CHAPTER 6


     Would his mind ever quit gravitating to thoughts of
gut-twisting climaxes, beautiful bodies and the dizzying aroma of
sex. Dax sat thinking of the excitement associated with some of
his recent adventures with hypnosis and sex. He had used hypnosis
on his lovely wife Mary on several occasions in scenarios ranging
from a massage by a hunk of a man to actually fucking he and a
friend at the same time. Their sex had never been so good. He
wasn't sure whether Mary would ever have broken fear's icy grip
had he not used hypnosis, but he was glad that she did. Now she
was free to experiment with her own sexuality without concern for
traditional guilt or jealousy.

     Dax did have to deal with his own guilt however. He
developed the usual arguments about allowing his wife to be
promiscuous. They included reputation, children, jealousy and
relationship. He felt quite confident that, as long as they were
discrete, neither his nor Mary's reputation would suffer. Their
children were all but grown now. Both daughters were away at
college. On the topic of jealousy, they had seen too many of
their friends break up or divorce because they were jealous of
another person. He was confident that no man or woman could
challenge their emotional commitments. If that were possible,
they shouldn't be together in the first place.

     Before Dax ever committed to involve himself in the
lifestyle of sexual freedom, he searched his heart. If Mary never
had a sexy thought about another man, she probably wouldn't be
normal. Should he allow himself to be jealous of that? Did he
want Mary to become enraged if he wanted another woman? Virtually
every man he knew strayed from time to time. When it was done
with deception it was always negative and sometimes resulted in
broken relationships. Had they not been broad-minded enough, he
was sure that they would have lost one another long ago. It would
have been a terrible waste, because in all other matters they
were the best of friends and excellent partners in life. Guilt
and jealous, as a result, were not valid issues. Their life had
been vastly enhanced with no danger of deception ruining their
relationship.

     Dax's mind began to work on sharing these principals with
others with two motives in mind. The first motive was, quite
naturally, to locate other individuals that turned him on. The
next was to promote the use of hypnosis in sex and the lifestyle
of sexual freedom. The day didn't go by that he didn't sign on to
the computer bulletin board service. They had a great x-rated
section that permitted him to chat with others about sex
anonymously. Obviously, most of the people that he chatted with
were women. They would share their sexual fantasies with him and
he with them.

     Dax had also left public messages on the system suggesting
that if anyone cared to discuss a swinging lifestyle or hypnosis
in the bed room that they should feel free to contact him. One
day after logging on to the system, he heard his computer beep.
This was accompanied by a message indicating that Don wanted to
chat with him. Dax responded to the page and welcomed the caller.
Don, a computer communicator from Western Illinois, inquired
whether or not Dax was serious about the use of hypnosis in the
bed room. Dax indicated that he was and explained some of the
uses of hypnosis to improve sexual relationships.

     Excitement was evident in Don's responses. Dax asked whether
Don and his lady had ever experimented with other persons outside
of their relationship. Don indicated that he had not, but would
not be opposed if Donna would consent. He went on to say that she
would likely not be interested, but that he would discuss the
topic with her. Dax suggested that Don allow Donna to read one of
the stories that he wrote on the topic. If she demonstrated any
interest, they could pursue the matter further. Don thanked Dax
for his information, indicated that the conversation had really
turned him on and assured Dax that he would get back to him.

     A few days went by and Dax heard nothing further from Don.
Then one day as Dax was jumping around the bulletin board system
he was again paged. He responded to the page and found Don
waiting to continue the previous conversation. Don indicated that
he had offered Dax's article to Donna and that she had found it
very interesting. Additionally he and Donna had discussed the
topic of "hypnosex" at length, became very aroused at the many
doors that this would open for them and fucked each other's
brains out afterward. Dax got a smile on his face as his mind
turned to moments gone by. He had similar experiences and could
identify with the other couple.

     Don asked Dax if he would ever be willing to travel to
Illinois to put on a demonstration of hypnosis. As he heard this
request, he could feel the warmth begin to develop in his pants.
Dax's cock began to grow thinking about the prospect of teaching
yet others to reach the heights that he and Mary did. He
indicated that it was possible that he could take a long weekend
and visit with them. Dax also told Don that there would be no
obligation to continue to pursue such avenues if after they met
him they did not feel comfortable. Don told Dax that he would
leave some electronic mail for him explaining how to reach Don's
house and other incidentals. They bid each other good bye and
signed off the system.

     Dax was an accomplished hypnotist. He had been using
hypnosis clinically for years helping police departments
interview witnesses for recall of events. He had never had the
occasion to use hypnosis on anyone other than Mary for purposes
of improved sex. This was indeed exciting. He would be able to
teach Donna how to improve and intensify her climaxes. He would
be able to teach her mind how to fly to a secluded beach with her
lover, shape her lover into any person she wanted and have the
best sex she had ever known. Don would also benefit by the same
abilities. He could stay harder longer, turn Donna into anyone he
wanted to, be more responsive to his partner's needs and
generally enjoy all of his adventures much better. His cock was
hard just thinking of all of the possibilities.

     The date was set. Dax had arranged for an extended weekend.
He would go to Chicago to attend a trade show for his business
and then scurry over to Western Illinois. As he drove, his
thoughts turned to his own sexuality and many of the experiences
he had over the years. He was getting a little older, but was
pleased that he had stayed in shape. As he hit the Indiana line a
smile appeared on his face. He was remembering several of his
friends and his children teasing him about how much he resembled
Indiana Jones. It wasn't only his appearance; he even acted like
him from time to time. The road continued to disappear under the
hood of his car as his mind turned to many of the hot times he
had experienced.

     His Chicago trip was basically routine. He pulled out of the
Holiday Inn Merchandise Mart and began moving westward. He
snapped in a cassette that responded with soft tunes designed to
invite thought. Invite it they did. Dax's mind again returned to
visions of previous hot moments; Mary's unbridled excitement the
first time she thought she was being touched by another man. Of
course this was Dax, but Mary's mind and body reacted as if it
were another man. New hands on her heavy breasts, a strange penis
poised at the lips of her quivering pussy, a sharp, warm tongue
pressed against her tight buttocks were the moments that traveled
through Dax's mind. He was becoming so rigid that he thought his
zipper would burst. Then there was the time that Mary had
actually touched another man for the first time. Dax could see
this as sure as if it were happening here, in the car, before his
very eyes. The miles clicked by on the odometer as visions of
hot, sweet encounters danced through his memory.

     The message and directions that Dax had received from Don
suggested that they meet at the lounge of a local hotel at eight
in the evening. Dax didn't have a problem with that. These people
didn't know him and would obviously be skeptical. What if Dax
were a gargoyle type with warts on his nose and rolls of fat
hanging from a copious frame? It was only prudent for them to
want to meet Dax in a neutral location so they could excuse
themselves if they were uncomfortable with him. Dax checked into
the hotel, got settled, cleaned up and headed for the restaurant
to get a bite to eat.

     Dining alone was an interesting experience. You don't
usually get bogged down in a conversation that distracts you, so
you can often analyze people a little better. You eat at your
leisure, scan the room for interesting people, and enjoy an
uncommon solace. Dax was convinced that his libido was in rare
form as his eyes locked on to a waitress with an usually
great-looking ass. As she moved across the room her buttocks
rolled with such grace that Dax could feel himself stiffen. Her
uniform was cut in such a way that her small but well-shaped
breasts danced nicely. He memorized her curves and her pretty
face so that he might use autohypnosis at a later date to make
love with her.

     Dinner being history, Dax lit a cigarette and sipped on his
after-dinner drink. He continued to evaluate the inhabitants of
the room. Now wouldn't it be great if that couple sitting at the
table next to the aquarium were Don and Donna. The lady had
beautiful brown hair, sparkling brown eyes, about 5'5" tall, with
a very lovely shape. She appeared to be blessed with full breasts
that seemed to be about a 34 C. She had the loveliest smile and
winning manner. They were enjoying their dinner and one another.
Dax was incredulous when he thought about all of the couples that
seemed to be in competition with one another as opposed to being
partners and friends. This couple seemed to be the type that
would not let jealousy get in the way of their friendship. Dax
could see their genuine laughter tickle through the room from
time to time. They looked at one another with respect, and Dax
liked that.

     Dax paid the check and got up from the table. As he began
walking away from the table his foot caught one leg of the chair
next to him and over it went. Nothing like being embarrassed to
tears as the room came to a silent halt. Putting on his red face,
he smiled at the couple next to the aquarium and exited the room.
The lounge, called "The Hound," was an interesting place. It
resembled a victorian scene. There were old British gas lights
throughout the room providing the only lighting. The floor was
made to resemble cobblestones, and there was piped in hansom cab
and other street sounds. He expected Sherlock Holmes and Dr.
Watson to come through the door at any minute. He walked over to
a rough hewn table and pulled out one of the heavy wooden chairs
to sit down.

     This decor was wonderful. The walls were graced with two
mounted deer heads and one huge moose head. In another corner was
a suit of armor complete with shield and sword. Old pottery and
pewter tableware accented the room. While glancing around the
room, he was startled by someone standing next to him. He gave a
slight jump in response to Bridgit's request to assist him. What
a great looking waitress. She was dressed in the costume of an
english barmaid. He bodice was very low cut and her cleavage
seemed to speak to him. He had difficulty removing his eyes from
her breasts to answer her. When he finally did look up he saw
that Bridgit was also possessed of an absolutely beautiful face
with slightly overlapping front teeth. She smiled and again
requested his order handing him what appeared to be a british
five pound note. She also told him that the specials were on the
reverse of what appeared to be english currency. He ordered a
tall rum and coke.

     As Bridgit walked away, Dax's eyes were glued to her lovely
buttocks as they swayed playfully toward the bar. He watcher her
as she placed the drink on a tray and returned to his table. As
she bent over to set a napkin in front of him Dax's eyes were
again treated to a cock-wrenching view of her ample breasts. Once
again she bent over and placed his drink in front of him. Dax
said, "Good god almighty, if you continue to serve drinks to me
like that, I'll be ordering one every minute."

     Bridgit grinned at him and told him that it was early and
that it would be best if he paced himself. "Only if you promise
that one day before I die you will fall passionately in love with
me and let me drink a small cup of your bath water," Dax teased.

     The lovely waitress again chuckled and bounced away from the
table. Dax was enamored by Bridgit to say the least. She made him
want to ask the one about, what's a nice girl like you etc. Dax
was thinking that it was rather slow in the lounge as he heard
the sound of what appeared to be Big Ben sounding seven o'clock.
Just another hour to kill, thought Dax. He wanted to gulp his
drink just so Bridgit would return with another. Ten minutes went
by, and he could feel the lovely waitress sneaking peeks at him
from time to time. He wasn't peeking; he was staring, and Bridgit
didn't seem to mind.

     She returned to his table and asked if there was anything
that she could do for him. She quickly caught what she had said
and stumbled with the words, "well you know what I mean."

     "Unfortunately, young lady, I do. However, I would like
another drink if you wouldn't mind," Dax responded. She again
smiled and danced off to acquire another rum and coke. She
returned more quickly this time as the bartender wasn't very
busy. Once again her lovely globes bounced in front of Dax's
eyes. This time he was not quite so obvious in his appreciation.
He thought it would be better to be cool and collected and not
seem too anxious.

     Bridgit stood and talked with him for a while about the
obvious interests before she was called away to another table.
Dax had learned that she was twenty-nine years of age. She had a
four year old daughter. She had returned to school in an effort
to get her degree in computer science, and she had only been
working here for about three days. Bridgit had recently broken up
with her boyfriend, but she really didn't care to discuss that in
any detail. Dax felt comfortable that she had some interest in
him. He indicated that he was married and filled her in on the
other usual details.

     Dax's lovely waitress returned several times and offered him
a smile every time their glance met. At about 7:50 the couple
that was sitting next to the aquarium in the restaurant walked
into the lounge. They glanced at Dax, and his discomfort returned
about almost falling on his ass in front of them. They selected a
table three tables over from Dax and were seated. Bridgit was
soon there to take their orders. Again they demonstrated their
mutual excitement and interest. Things began to perk up a little.
Two other couples entered and were seated. Several single men and
women came in and gravitated to the bar. When the music began to
play the atmosphere was somewhat changed. No longer did Dax feel
as though he were trapped in a time warp. He was a little
saddened at the loss of the victorian era.

     Now the hard part came. There were several couples in the
lounge and many singles. How in the hell would Dax be able to
determine who Don and Donna were? His eyes traveled the room,
hoping that someone would offer some signal. One of the new
couples who had entered seemed to be making more than usual eye
contact with Dax. He got up from his chair and went over to their
table. He approached the man and asked if his name was Don. "No,
I'm sorry, you got the wrong guy," responded the man. Christ, did
he ever feel like an ass hole. Why couldn't he have agreed on a
signal that they could use? He excused himself and returned to
his table. No sooner did he get re-seated, the man from
restaurant aquarium approached him. "You look as if you could be
Dax," he said.

     "You have to think me a real klutz," Dax smiled as he rose
to shake Don's hand.

     "Oh, you mean the chair in the dining room. No, don't worry
about it. I slipped on my ass getting out of the car to come in
here. There wasn't anyone around so I didn't feel so bad. Why
don't you come over and join us," said Don.

     Dax gathered up his glass and followed Don over to his
table. He was very pleasantly surprised that this was the couple
that he would get to know. Donna was even lovelier up close. She
had such a pleasant voice and demure handshake. Dax enjoyed the
way she continued to hold his hand while they were being
introduced.

     "Can you really accomplish all of the wonderful things that
I read about through hypnosis Dax?" inquired Donna.

     "I hesitate saying 'yes' without reservation. You can do
many things and do them quickly if you are a good subject. If you
are not what is referred to as a somnambulist, it may take
practice and the necessary time would be increase," offered Dax.

     Don asked, "how do you determine whether or not someone is a
good subject?"

     Dax explained, "it is often a matter of trial and error.
Some methods work better with one person than another. One thing
is for sure, each of us can experience hypnosis to one degree or
another. Your sexual experiences can always be improved. If you
feel comfortable, after we finish our drinks, we can go to the
room or to your place and experiment. If you become
uncomfortable, we can stop and return for a leisurely chat."

     Don and Donna looked at one another, smiled and agreed to
give it a shot. They indicated that they would feel more
comfortable if they were to go to Dax's room. He assured them
that it was fine with him, that he would pay his tab and see them
in room 338 as soon as they were ready.

     Dax walked up to Bridgit, tapped her on the shoulder and
asked for his bill. She seemed a little disappointed that he was
leaving. He told her that he had a meeting and may be able to
return later. She didn't respond; she merely smiled. Dax turned
to walk away when he heard her say, "I hope you can make it back.
We're open till 2:30." Dax smiled and exited the lounge.

     As he walked toward the room, he felt a shiver of excitement
run through him. He hoped that both of the subjects would be deep
trance subjects. He would interview them about what they hope to
accomplish when they got to the room.

     It didn't take long for Dax to hear a knock at the door. He
quickly opened the door and was faced with a couple that had a
look on their face as if they were at the door of a house party.
Dax immediately asked them for their coats and secured them.
"Come in and make yourselves comfortable. I'm sorry I can't offer
you anything to drink right now. After we talk for a little while
we can have a cocktail or some wine.

     The interview proved interesting and gave him a good idea of
what the couple hoped to accomplish. Donna indicated that she was
very nervous, but added that she was raised to believe that it
was sinful to wander from one's intended or chosen partner. Don
was surprised to hear her say that she had had thoughts about
other men just as any other woman would. She indicated that she
would likely not want fear or jealousy to threaten her
relationship.

     Dax was able to determine that her orgasms were generally
standard, and she was in good physical and psychological health.
She thought that it would be great to be able to fantasize about
making love in another, more adventurous time. She wanted to be a
girl on the Spanish Gold Coast who had been kidnaped by pirates
aboard a frigate and rescued by a dashing swashbuckler who looked
very much like Richard Gear. She thought that he was one of the
most sexy men she had ever seen.

     Don was then interviewed, and Dax was satisfied that he too
was sound and had normal fantasies. All of this excited Dax. He
was happy that he had established a rapport with this lovely
couple. Dax then said, "let's now get down to business. Donna, I
am first going to show you how to relax so you can enjoy the
experience." He moved a chair away from the table and placed it
facing a blind corner of the room. Donna was instructed to sit in
the chair and focus on a point on the wall. Dax began speaking to
Donna and showed her how to relax more completely. Soon it was
apparent to Dax that Donna would be a good subject. He put her
into a light trance and continued to speak to her. Deeper and
deeper she went. Soon she was very deeply asleep.

     Dax instructed her to remain in a deep trance and not to
awaken until she was told to wake up. Don was simply amazed as he
asked, "do you mean to tell me that she is completed hypnotized?"
Dax assured him that she was. He went on to explain that he would
do a few experiments to better illustrate what was happening. Dax
turned to Donna and gave her a post-hypnotic suggestion that when
she heard the words "the rain in Spain falls mainly in the plain"
she would find herself on a desert island all alone. She would be
on the beach. She could hear the gulls and the waves rolling
against the shore. She would have the desire to take her clothing
off and bask in the warm rays of the sun. She would be completely
alone and could then do anything that she wanted.

     The suggestions was also give that from now on, when Dax
snapped his fingers twice, she would fall into a very deep
hypnotic trance. He also gave her the ability to create any dream
that she wanted to. All she had to do was to envision the person
she wanted to be with, where she wanted to be and what she wanted
to be doing; she would then say the word "Alpha" to herself,
close her eyes, and she would fall into a deep sleep for ten
minutes and have the dream she fashioned.

     At this point Donna was woken up slowly and told that she
would remember nothing of the experience. She was also told that
she would feel very refreshed and rested, as well as very sexy.
"Now wake up feeling wonderful," Dax urged.

     Donna told Dax and Don that she felt good but really didn't
think that it had worked. Dax had a self assured smile on his
face and indicated to the couple that this was often the case but
she really was very deeply asleep. She disagreed with Dax, but
did indicate that she was grateful for being taught how to so
deeply relax. She hadn't felt this good in a long time. Dax asked
her if she would like a demonstration of post-hypnotic
suggestion. She indicated that it would interest her. "The rain
in Spain falls mainly in the plain," were Dax's next words.

     Donna got up from the chair as her eyes seemed to be focused
on something far away. She kicked off her shoes as her fingers
started to unbutton her blouse. Don couldn't believe his eyes.
Donna was normally very modest about such things. Her thumbs
hooked themselves inside of her slacks and down they came. She
curled her arms up behind her back and unfasten her bra. There
was a look of embarrassment and excitement on both men's faces.
Don opened his mouth to speak not knowing whether he should do
so. Dax looked at Don and said, "feel free to talk if you want
to. She can't hear or see you."

     As her bra fell to the ground, she slipped her panties off
and discarded them also. There she was in all of her lovely nude
splendor. Her bold breasts spreading across her chest as she
stretched feeling the warmth of the sun lick her body. Her
buttocks were flexed tight as she stood on her tip toes trying to
get closer to the sun. She let out an appreciative moan as she
lowered herself to the bed. Dax and Don watched as she lay there
soaking up the sun. She soon turned over to offer her backside to
the warmth. Dax's cock was hard now. Not only was he very excited
sexually with this vision, he was excited that he was able to
share this wonder with Donna and Don.

     Dax explained much of what was happening to Don. Soon Donna
rolled over and began to squirm. Her hands went to her breasts
and the thumb and forefinger of each hand were rolling her
nipples gently. She squeezed her thighs together and began
moaning. Don was very excited as he told Dax that he had never
seen Donna touch herself. He was amazed at how erotic it was.
Donna's left hand suddenly dropped to her soft public hair and
her legs opened slightly. She was searching in the folds of her
pussy. Her fingers were now wet with excitement.

     She gently ran her slippery fingers over the lips of her
swollen pussy. Don was convinced that this was likely the hottest
he had ever been. He wanted to rip his clothes off and fuck her
like he had never fucked her before. Dax calmed him down and
advised him that there would be time for that later. The
experiment should continue. Don agreed, but could not take his
hand off of his rock-hard cock.

     Dax walked over to the bed and snapped his fingers twice. As
soon as he did, Donna returned to her deep sleep. Dax instructed
her that he would wake her soon. When she woke up, she would
remember everything that occurred. She would remember it without
embarrassment and feel very pleased with herself. Additionally
when she heard the word "Beta" she would feel a mini climax and a
tingling in her nipples. She was instructed to place herself
under the sheets and wake up slowly.

     Soon Donna was awake. She simply starred at both men. "I
can't believe it. It was one of the nicest dreams I ever had. It
was so sexy. I didn't know I could get that turned on. Holly
christ! My clothes are off. What happened to my clothes?" Donna
asked.

     Don responded to her first, "you took them off when you were
on the beach honey. It wasn't just a dream. It really happened.
We saw everything. Do you feel OK?"

     "Yes I feel great, but I can hardly believe that I took my
clothes off in front of Dax. I don't even ...." Donna began.

     "...Know me?" asked Dax. "No you don't, but apparently you
felt comfortable enough with me to do just that. You can now do
other wonderful things. Do you remember the post-hypnotic
suggestion that I gave you about creating your own dreams?"

     She indicated that she did, and Dax urged her to try it now.
Donna thought for a minute and said the word "Alpha" out loud.
She soon fell into a deep sleep. Don and Dax watched what
appeared to be a fitful sleep, but the looks on Donna's face were
those of ecstasy and lust. They watched slight movements of her
body as if she were having a wonderful sexy dream. In exactly ten
minutes she woke up and sat bolt upright in the bed. She clutched
the bed sheet to her breasts, but walked on her knees over to the
two men. Both men had large smiles on their faces. She reached up
and kissed Don. "It was absolutely wonderful honey," were her
words.

     She offered her lips to Dax who hungrily accepted them. She
have him a big kiss and said, "I don't know how to thank you Dax.
These feelings are probably the best I've ever had. I am still so
hot I don't know what to do with myself." Dax's cock hardened
even more as Donna pressed her sheet-covered breasts against him.
As she hugged him, he was offered the greatest view of her
buttocks over her shoulder.

     Dax, trying to keep his wits about him said, "and the nice
thing about it is that you can do this anytime you want. I want
to show you something else Donna. 'Beta!'" Donna sank back onto
the bed and let the sheet fall from her body. Her eyes rolled
slightly as the small climax began to diminish. "Anytime you want
to get to small nut, just say the word 'Beta,'" Dax assured her.
"Now I'm going to ask you both to come back tomorrow night if you
would like. I want to work with Don and teach you both how to do
some other amazing things." Donna got dressed, and she and Don
thanked Dax as they left the room.

     The clock at the side of the bed read 11:37. Dax didn't
really feel tired, and he wanted to see Bridgit again, so he
freshened up and headed for the lounge. The lovely waitress
seemed awfully happy to see him return. She came quickly over to
his table and asked him if he needed anything. This time he told
her, "you'll never know, but I'll settle for another drink."

     Bridgit said, "I'll get you the drink, but I would like to
know." She pranced away with what appeared to be an extra effort
at swinging her fanny. It didn't do unnoticed by Dax. He was so
aroused after having seen the experience that Donna just had that
he badly wanted to make love with Bridgit. He could think of
little else.

     Soon she returned with his drink. This time when she placed
it in front of him she intentionally lingered to expose her large
breasts to his gaze. He took full advantage of it and said,
"please tell me that you have fallen passionately in love with me
and can't live without me."

     "I don't know that that is the case, but I would like to
spend some time getting to know you better. It's a little slow
right now. Would you like me to see if I can get off a little
early," she asked.

     "I would love that," Dax hastened. He was wondering whether
or should just be straight forward and ask her to his room, or if
he should offer to take her someplace for a drink or coffee.

     He didn't have to wonder long. She returned to say that she
could leave in fifteen minutes. "Would you like to just go up to
your room and we could have something sent up?" she inquired.

     "That would be great. What if I go up and get the drinks
ordered so we won't have a wait? What do you like to drink?" Dax
asked.

     "Scotch and water is fine. No, make is white wine. See you
soon. I got the room number from the restaurant. OK, so I was a
little curious," she said with a smile.

     Dax hurried to the room and placed the order for room
service. He also ordered a sea food snack tray. The time wouldn't
pass quickly enough. In a short time there was a knock at the
door. He jumped to answer it. It was room service. He admitted
the server, signed the check and quickly offered the tip. No
sooner did he get the tray over to the table, he heard another
knock at the door. His blood began to run more quickly. It was
Bridgit. She was dressed in a lovely pastel sweater that paid
sufficient accent to her lovely breasts and dark slacks that
gratefully hugged her rounded buttocks. "Please make yourself
comfortable," Dax offered.

     She sat at table and told Dax that he shouldn't have gone to
all this trouble. He assured her it was no trouble and joined
her. They enjoyed some interesting small talk as they completed
the snacks. Bridgit asked Dax if he would mind if she freshened
up a bit. Dax told her that his place was her place. She gave him
a little kiss and moved toward the bath room. Dax was anxious to
hold her in his arms. Soon he heard the water running in the bath
tub. He hadn't thought that she was this serious about freshening
up. Apparently she was. Well, he could wait. He poured himself
another glass of wine and settled down for the wait. Soon Bridgit
called his name. He approached the door and asked if she needed
anything. She asked him if he would object to washing her back.
The smile spread across his face as he entered the bath room.

     She twisted to hang up the last remnant of her clothing and
Dax was treated to a view of her exciting buttocks. Naked, they
were even more exciting with the deep groove separating them and
the soft curls nestling within.

     She turned to him and came toward him, and he watched
shocked  and fascinated as the twin breasts swayed from side to
side, making the nipples dance. With a cute smile she stepped
into the tub, bringing her hot sweet flesh within inches of his
throbbing cock.

     He couldn't take his eyes off of her as she slid into the
water and urged him to join her. His clothes fell like rain.
Somehow they managed to twist their limbs so that the both fit
well into the tub, her legs resting neatly on his and curled
around his hips. She handed him the soap and asked him to wash
her. His initial attempt was on her back, but soon the temptation
proved too much for him and he concentrated on her bountiful
breasts, covering them in lather.

     She giggled as his hands massaged the firm flesh and tweaked
the hard nipples. He had an overwhelming urge to suck her begging
nipples, but decided that the lather would likely not be to his
liking. He confined himself to running his hands over her
breasts, tweaking her nipples with his thumbs, making her shudder
with excitement. Her red lips were parted and she was breathing
heavily while her sensuous eyes were hooded, making her look like
a feline predator waiting to spring on its prey.

     Dax knelt up and washed her flat stomach, taking his time,
tantalizing himself until he could hold back no longer. He
reached down into the forest that obscured the new object of his
desire. He soaped the thick fur and then, using the soap he
pushed the hair aside to reveal her rosy slit. He parted the
puffy lips gently and eased a finger inside her volcanic hole.

     Bridgit moaned out loud and laced an arm around his neck and
brought his face towards hers in a deep hungry kiss. Her tongue
forced itself between his lips and into his mouth. It was
frantic, agile and quick as it searched for Dax's tongue. He was
still sliding his finger in and out of her hot cunt while his
thumb rubbed her growing clit. His other hand was still squeezing
her breasts and nipples. Their embrace became more and more
passionate and his cock was jerking around like a taunt fire
hose.

     Finally they broke apart, both of them flushed with erotic
desire. Bridgit stood up and stepped out of the tub grabbing a
towel and wiping herself off. She pulled Dax to his feet and
wiped him dry. He couldn't remember the last time someone dried
him. I reminded him of his childhood, but there was nothing
child-like about the raging erection which she also paid
attention to.

     She dropped the towel to the floor as their warm, moist
bodies met in a new embrace, and they kissed deeply once again.
His stiff bone was pressed up against her hard belly as Dax
noticed the bed which seemed to beckon to him. When they got to
the bed, she again took the initiative. She pushed him back on
the bed. He felt awkward as his legs dangled off the end of the
bed. Her hands had found Dax's erect pole and were gently
stroking it up and down. Bridgit held the hard cock upright as
her lips lowered to meet it. He felt her lips close around it.

     His cock was getting wetter and wetter as she left a trail
of warm saliva with each plunge, and his organ was jerking
powerfully in the sheath of her lips. He could hear the erotic
slurping noises as she eagerly and expertly swallowed his
pulsating ramrod to the back of her throat. Dax's hips were
responding to her rhythm by lifting to meet her attack,
penetrating her more deeply. Deeper and harder she sucked. Dax
knew that he would not be able to withstand much more without
loosing control. Dax stopped her with a groan of passion. "Wait,
wait Bridgit. I don't want it to end yet," Dax pleaded.

     Dax began kissing her body. He sucked on her nipples as her
moans came in harmony with his efforts. He reluctantly let a
nipples escape as his lips traveled down her body, kissing and
licking every inch of her flesh as he slowly slid down to his
target area. He could feel her hands trying to hurry his journey,
but he resisted and took his time, savoring the texture and taste
of her flesh. Soon he reached the forest of public hair from
which rose an intoxicating aroma of pussy juices. Her legs parted
and he could see the pink, puffy lips nestled in the patch of
hair, glistening with arousal.

     His tongue plunged into the hot lava of her love volcano. He
knew that she would not release her grip on him until he sucked,
licked and lapped her hot cunt to explosion. With his hands
firmly holding her wiggling buttocks, he furiously drove his hard
tongue into her body massaging the walls of her cunt, darting
from side to side and gathering up the love juices. Soon
Bridgit's cunt exploded and poured its cum inside Dax's waiting
mouth. He drank her womanly nectar as if he would never have the
chance to do this again. She screamed as her climax broke and
seemed to swallow her up.

     Dax didn't want her to loose all of the excitement of her
climax as he swiftly mounted her, and using his fist aimed the
head of his eight inch rod into her very slippery pussy, parting
the puffy lips and scouring through the hot liquids until his
cock was fully embedded in her. He eased his hands under her
ample ass cheeks and grasped the resilient flesh, pulling her
upward as he shoved his cock yet deeper into her tunnel. Her body
immediately responded and the embers of her previous climax
flared into life. She started to meet every thrust with an upward
heave of her hips.

     It was Bridgit's body that first broke the stride. Suddenly,
her hips froze the rhythm and then started to jerk up and down
very fast, thrusting her cunt more fiercely over Dax's huge
organ. Her greasy pussy was endeavoring to swallow his cock whole
and keep it in the greedy clutch of her vaginal muscles. She
screamed in jolts. The fierce clutch of her wet cunt on his cock
was too much for him to take. His back stiffened and arched while
his cock attempted to find new depths. Very soon his cock pole
began to erupt furiously into Bridgit's tight, hairy cunt hole.
They slipped into sleep almost immediately afterward.

     The next morning when Dax awoke, Bridgit was gone. He found
a note on hotel stationary wherein she excused herself and told
him that she hoped to see him again soon. Dax read the note as he
tried to blink away his sleep. He rolled around the bed
remembering the wonderful evening. After a time of lovely
thought, he got up and took a shower. He dressed and went down to
the dining room to have some breakfast. When he returned, the red
message light was flashing on his phone. He called down to the
desk to find that there was a message for his to call Don.

     After speaking with Don, it was decided that they would
again meet this afternoon at about two o'clock. Dax had brought
his lap top computer with him and was able to get a little
writing in. He also wiled away part some of the day shopping and
reading. He was anxious to meet with Don and Donna to see what
other successes they could achieve.

     Two o'clock soon arrived and shortly thereafter there came a
knock at the door. Dax went to the door and opened it with a
smile. Donna's brown eyes were staring into his own, and Don was
standing just behind her.

     "Please do come in," Dax said as he stepped aside. "Did you
have a good evening last night?"

     Don hastened to respond, "I don't think we ever had such an
exciting day in our lives. When we got home we continued to talk
about the experience and conducted several experiments ourselves.
Donna was able to have several dreams. I merely watched, and it
was a very hot time. I was also able to use the post-hypnotic
suggestion "Beta" to give her multiple minor orgasms. It served
as a remarkable addition to our regular foreplay," said Don.