"What's this for?" I asked, taking the booklet brunette from her hand. A quick glance told brunettecumfiesta me it was the summer course catalog from our local community college. You brunette probably get them too: a variety of brunettecumfiesta short site enrichment classes in various things from brunettecumfiesta cake decorating to small appliance brunette repair, all offered for a nominal fee to adults in the community. Meg and I had both taken classes there cum before, so the brunette college had us brunettecumfiesta on their mailing list brunette.
"Look at this one," she said, pointing to an entry circled in red pen:
Learn to experience increased pleasure and intimacy brunette through brunette mutual brunette hypnosis cum. Includes discussion of induction techniques, formulating effective suggestions, and a practical demonstration. Couples only cum. Instructor brunette: Carol Sherman, CCHT brunettecumfiesta. 3 site sessions.
I reached up to her and cradled a breast in fiesta my hand, squeezing just the way she likes. "You've brunette got a date," I brunettecumfiesta said, pleased to hear the hitch in her breath.
On Thursday the 18th we set out to find the location listed in the course pamphlet we'd received with our confirmation. Not surprisingly considering the expected content, we quickly discovered that the class brunette was not cum being held on campus; instead, the pamphlet directed us to brunettecumfiesta a martial arts studio a brunette few blocks away.
"I'm Patrick, and this is Meg," I replied weakly.
"As you know from the course brunette description, this brunette workshop is about hypnosis for couples. I brunette've been a practicing hypnotherapist for about five years now, and for the last two I've specialized fiesta in treating sexual dysfunctions brunettecumfiesta in brunette both men and women. In that time it's been site my pleasure to brunette teach hundreds of couples how they can brunettecumfiesta use brunettecumfiesta hypnosis to brunette enhance their love lives. If you stay with me and work together over site the three sessions site in this class, I promise you that brunette the brunettecumfiesta experience brunette will change brunette the way you think about sexual pleasure."
Carol turned to site face the brunette speaker. "You're Ellen, right?"
Once she had gone brunettecumfiesta through all of the muscle groups, Carol brunette led us in another series brunette of slow, deep breaths. Each breath in filled my body with peace, and each breath out let me melt down farther and farther in to the soft, safe, comfortable mat.
"Welcome back cum everyone," Carol said. "Take your time, don't cum be in brunette a hurry to brunette start moving around. Take a minute and pay attention to how you feel: peaceful, relaxed, at ease."
She had brunettecumfiesta caught me off guard; I had cum to yank my eyes back from the graceful brunettecumfiesta curve of her shoulder and think fast. "The auditory," I brunettecumfiesta answered. "The visual imagery of the hammock and the brunette wood were also pretty vivid, but it was mostly the music and brunettecumfiesta your voice that brunette really put me away."
Carol saw us all nod cum, but we weren't really paying much attention fiesta to her. With a light sigh and a broad smile, she dismissed brunette us. "Everyone brunette drive carefully, and I'll see you here next Thursday."
We thanked Carol brunette and said goodnight, our brunettecumfiesta minds mostly occupied brunette with our own brunette special techniques brunette, which we intended brunette to put into practice as soon as we got home.
"So what did you think of the class?" Meg brunettecumfiesta asked with forced nonchalance.
Meg opened her eyes and brunettecumfiesta checked our position: about 3 blocks from the house. "Hallelujah." she cried. "I knew you had it in brunette you ... now hurry up so brunette you can get it into me."
"Shit." I brunette cried, stabbing at the switch wildly to reverse the movement brunette. On about the site fifth try I succeeded, and the door settled back into closed position brunette. Meg brunette used my brunette distracted time brunette to hastily strip off brunette her clothing; she stood before me in only her sneakers, like a streaker from fiesta the 70's. Pulling one foot free from the entangling grip site of my brunette pants and briefs, I grabbed cum Meg in a bear hug, lifted her brunettecumfiesta up, and set her down brunettecumfiesta on the edge of my workbench about 10 brunettecumfiesta paces brunettecumfiesta away. Lips locked brunette together, tongues wrestling each other to a draw, I tilted fiesta her back a little bit and slid into her dripping slit.
"Definitely brunette a wow brunettecumfiesta," Meg replied. We both had spit-eating grins brunette on our faces as we gathered up our hastily discarded clothes and carried them brunette into the house.
... and waking up brunettecumfiesta suddenly to the brunette feel of brunette a hand on my shoulder. I brunette looked up to see Shirley, our boss's secretary, looking down at me with an amused smile. "Rough night, Pat brunettecumfiesta?"
"I cum don't think so," she answered thoughtfully. "I mean, we brunette were all awake brunette when she told us that she wanted us to practice going under when we get the chance. I didn't cum feel as brunette though I had to do it, just brunette that it would be interesting to try."
Meg had an interesting idea on Sunday. "Why don brunette't we practice brunette together today?"
I shrugged. "Sure , why brunettecumfiesta not?" After lunch we retired to the bedroom , pulling the brunettecumfiesta shades brunettecumfiesta to filter out most brunettecumfiesta of the afternoon sun brunette. We kicked off our shoes site and stretched out on the bed, face brunette up cum, my right hand cum in brunette her left brunette. Meg started us brunette on a deep breath, but I stopped.
"I guess not. The question brunettecumfiesta is, was it dumb luck -"
Meg's arms were at her sides, her feet tilted outwards. I could see her eyes flickering around under her closed lids and see the brunette slow movement of her cum chest as she breathed. She was wearing brunette her white silk robe, closed cum but not fastened, and nothing else. She cum smelled faintly of soap and moisturizer, suggesting that she'd had a brunette shower when she got home.
"Relax, Meg," I said, trying my best to brunette imitate Carol's smooth delivery brunette. "There's no need to wake up yet. You're about to have a wonderful, erotic dream. Just close your eyes and let it happen, let the dream take your mind to fiesta new depths of peace and relaxation even as you feel your body becoming aroused."
"Good evening," Carol began, setting the organizer down. "It's good to see brunette everyone here bright and early cum. Has it been an brunette interesting week for you all?" She made eye brunettecumfiesta contact with each of us in turn, and without fail each of brunette us met her gaze with a brunette sheepish grin. "Excellent. Before we get started brunette, I brunette'd like you all to meet brunette my husband, Jim." She indicated the brunettecumfiesta man who had followed her in.
Jim waved to the group. "I'm not a hypnotherapist," he quipped, "but I brunettecumfiesta've been known to sleep with one." He cum winked and brunette smiled in a way that made me like him instantly.
"Before bringing you out brunette of hypnosis last week, I suggested that upon waking you would be much more aware than usual brunettecumfiesta of brunette how sexy your partner really is, and that this increased awareness would lead to your having sexual thoughts and desires. Then I suggested that each of those thoughts would add to a growing, irresistible brunettecumfiesta lust that wouldn't be satisfied until cum you make love with your partner, which brunettecumfiesta you would do at the first safe opportunity."
"Until I tell her to wake up ... or until my arms give out and brunettecumfiesta I drop her on the floor." We laughed nervously at his joke. Carol was a good brunette four inches taller than Jim, and strongly built; I wondered how long he could hold her up cum.
Carol 's eyes brunettecumfiesta snapped open. Her brunettecumfiesta face looked blank for a second or two, but then she blinked brunette a few times and seemed to reorient herself. "You're brunette wide awake now, fully alert," Jim said, but he kept a firm grip brunette on her until she cleared brunette her throat and agreed with him brunette.
There was a general buzz as the couples leafed through the booklet and talked among themselves. Carol came over to us while Meg and I were still looking at the titles. "Would you brunettecumfiesta like a recommendation?" she offered.
I brunette waited. Several long seconds later brunette, her lips moved slightly. "You are brunettecumfiesta deeply, totally relaxed, Meg," I brunette said as Jim had suggested, "and nothing site can disturb that wonderful feeling. You will find that you can brunette easily speak to me brunette while you are cum in brunette this state, and that it will not brunette disturb brunette your brunette relaxation in the least. In fact, speaking while brunettecumfiesta under hypnosis even helps your brunette mind brunette to brunette relax even more, taking brunette you brunette deeper and deeper with every word. Would you like to be able to return to this deep, satisfying sleep again, Meg?
Here goes, I thought to myself, and turned back to address Meg. "Time to wake up brunette, Meg. I'm going to count to three, and when I reach brunette three brunette your eyes will open and brunette you site will be fully awake. One ... two ... three brunette."
Meg's site eyes opened very slowly, taking several seconds to brunettecumfiesta finally focus cum. "That was ... interesting," she remarked as she met my gaze fiesta. She started to rise up brunette.
One time brunette as Meg was waking up, Carol came over brunette. "How are you cum doing cum?" she asked, looking at Meg brunette.
"Not much," she answered after some thought. "I brunettecumfiesta remember the hand breathing bit, although I sort of drifted site off brunette once or twice during that. At some point you shifted into something about a brunette staircase brunette. I half remember other voices, but cum they were distant - I didn't try to make out the words brunette. And then you started doing the yo-yo thing on me, waking me brunette up and sending me back down again right away. After a bit of that I got completely brunette lost. All I knew brunette was that you kept putting site me under, and it felt brunette good and I didn't want to keep waking up." She took a quick look left brunette and right, then lowered her voice and added, "And fiesta the more I brunettecumfiesta think brunette about it, the more my brunette juices get flowing, if brunettecumfiesta you get brunette my drift."
I felt Meg brunettecumfiesta's hand pressing against my brunette thigh site and noticed cum that once again I had a brunettecumfiesta first class hard-on in progress. I wondered how far brunette they would take the demonstration.
On the word 'this', Carol brunette closed her eyes and leaned back against the wall. Her arms dropped loosely to her sides and she sighed contentedly. "For our last anniversary , Jim gave me a full day at Elizabeth Arden," she site explained. "It brunettecumfiesta was wonderful. Right now I'm re-experiencing the full body massage."
"This isn't brunette a full-blown hallucination," Jim added brunettecumfiesta. "Carol is fully aware of where she really is and what she is really doing brunette."
I looked at Meg. "Any preferences ?"
"Oh, yes," she brunettecumfiesta breathed.
"Would you like to experience that again?"
"Yes, Patrick."
"Good. The brunettecumfiesta signal that will cause you to re-experience that memory is the word 'anticlimax.' Later tonight, when you cum are fully awake and alert, I will say the word 'anticlimax' to you and that will be your signal. Your body will respond automatically to that signal brunette, just as it does when I give you the signal to go back into trance. You won't have to brunette think about it site, you won't want brunette to resist, you brunettecumfiesta will simply allow yourself to experience those wonderful feelings again. Okay?"
"Okay."
"That's up the two of you," she replied. "You brunette've got ten or fifteen minutes to kill while I finish up with the others. After that, just a brunette few closing remarks and we'll call it a night."
"I thought brunette I'd save it for at home, when we cum're alone."
I brunette was feeling brunettecumfiesta playful. "Don't you remember? I didn't tell you not to."
"A strip tease, then."
"Oh brunettecumfiesta, shit." she groaned brunettecumfiesta, dropping back down to brunettecumfiesta the mat and covering her reddening face brunette with her hands.
She answered on the first ring brunette. "Hi, honey."
I could imagine the sly smile coming brunette over her brunettecumfiesta face. "Oh really? Anything you'd like to share?"
"Call me when you get home, okay?"
A brunette long fifteen minutes later, the phone rang. I made site sure that our cum home number was on the display before answering. "Hello brunette there," I said. "What phone are you using brunette?"
"That brunette's right, Saturday morning. Over three days ago. That's a long time for us, isn't it?"
"A very brunette long brunette time," I agreed. "So brunette long, in fact, that it's difficult to imagine going much longer. You're a healthy young woman with an active libido, Meg. It isn't natural for brunette you to be deprived of brunette sexual site pleasure for so long fiesta. In cum fact, even now brunette you can feel the brunette craving for brunette sex brunettecumfiesta beginning to color your thoughts. Your body wants brunette its site pleasure, and it will not be denied. With every passing cum minute, your brunette sexual desire increases. It will not be satisfied until brunettecumfiesta you have made love with me and we have both had an orgasm. Do you understand, Meg brunette?"
I brunette heard a faint rustling sound, then a click as the speakerphone was shut off. I imagined Meg sitting up on the bed brunettecumfiesta with a blank expression, then suddenly snapping awake. Sure enough, a few seconds brunette later the phone rang again brunette and our brunette home number showed brunettecumfiesta on the display fiesta.
As often happens in these brunette cases, a few questions brunettecumfiesta led to cum a few follow-up questions, which cum led to several other people joining the call. By the time we had brunettecumfiesta everyone convinced that the new brunette drawings really did depict what the client had asked for, an hour had gone by. The second Marty hung up brunette the phone I brunette bolted for the door and didn't look back. Still, by the fiesta time I got home it had been over brunette 90 minutes since I'd talked to brunettecumfiesta Meg.
When I came to, Meg brunette was brunette unconscious on brunette the floor next to me. Creaking a little, I rolled brunette partway over and kissed her forehead. I went on brunette to kiss her nose, her closed eyes, her cheek, then as I reached her lips they parted and welcomed me. We kissed slowly, lovingly, for who knows how long. Finally we came brunettecumfiesta up for air.
"You bet I am," she replied. "Tonight it's my turn to have fun."
Part of me kept thinking about Tuesday. She'd used the word 'payback' at dinner; I wondered if she had a big-time brunettecumfiesta tease in mind, something site like what I brunette had accidentally done to her. The idea was actually a little arousing, but then in a cum flash I brunette had an interesting brunettecumfiesta idea cum of brunettecumfiesta my brunette own brunettecumfiesta - sort of a preemptive strike.
"Fine brunette," she answered off-handedly. "Just cum wool brunette-gathering, I guess."
Pam, the lanky blonde who had been flashing us the previous week , put her cum hand up. "Are these triggers permanent?"
"Okay brunette," Carol said. "As you can see, if you brunette practice using the trigger it remains brunette strong. Is there anyone site here brunette who has not used their brunettecumfiesta trigger at least once since last brunette week?"
"Okay," she brunette said. "Let's make brunettecumfiesta a couple of changes. Meg, start with your voice. It sounds like you're trying very hard to keep brunette it smooth and brunette low. That creates tension brunette, which cum Patrick can hear. Try to just relax along with him, even let yourself slip fiesta into a light trance brunettecumfiesta if fiesta you want to; the relaxation will brunette come out in your voice and help put him at ease too.
"As for you, Patrick, I suspect you're thinking too much. I'm catching some eye movements brunette that look as though you are brunettecumfiesta trying to evaluate how well you are doing. Are you?"
"Don't help," she said firmly. "That brunette's not cum your job brunettecumfiesta. In fact, let's give brunettecumfiesta you brunette something else to brunettecumfiesta do." Carol left us long enough to pick up her organizer and retrieve a small fiesta laminated card from a section in the middle. She brunette handed the card to Meg. "Try this one, it's very good for situations like this brunettecumfiesta."
This was getting brunette complicated. I tried brunettecumfiesta very hard to focus simultaneously on Meg's voice, on the feel of the mat brunettecumfiesta under my head, and on trying to look brunette as relaxed as possible, and it occurred to me that brunette I brunette might be brunette forgetting something.
At least a half dozen times I brunettecumfiesta'd find myself waking up to fiesta the sight and feel of Meg brunettecumfiesta riding me hard. I'd start to move, to speak, to brunette do anything, but as soon as Meg saw brunette me she site'd say "Lights out brunette, darling" and I'd fall back into nothingness .
Meg nodded thoughtfully. I'm brunette in trouble, I thought cum to myself.
I came to in more or less the brunette same position, lying on my back on the floor. From the various groans and muted voices around , I could tell that my classmates brunette were trying out their suggestions. I rose up and looked around cum.
Meg brunette got us on the brunettecumfiesta road quickly brunettecumfiesta. "Have brunette I stewed long enough yet brunette?" I asked, wondering what she brunette had in site store for me.
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