I think this may be my best story. It comes the closest to real life. EVERYTHING in this story could happen and I have made happen. Not all together as depicted here. You will note that in this story, Lisa DOES remember what happens under hypnosis. It is not necessary that the subject not remember. In this story the issue just doesn't come up. If you enjoy the story please vote. Tens are most appreciated.
Sara had been like a sister to me for at least ten years. She was very pretty and vivacious but, we never had any chemistry. Probably because we were like brother and sister. We would confide our deepest secrets to each other. I would tell her about my attempts with the girls and she would tell me what she was doing with her boy friends. We were now both in our late twenties. I am Tim Sharp. I am a new lawyer and a semi-professional hypnotist. I occasionally put on shows and call myself Masterhypnotist. Its fun and it earns me extra money for my various hobbies.
I was engaged to a terrific woman named, Lisa. Sara and I were having coffee at Denny's talking about my upcoming wedding. Sara was also a lawyer and she worked for the same firm I was with. We were on our break.
"Tim, I can't believe you are actually getting married. Lisa is lucky to have you. I envy you."
"Why would you envy me? You have had all kinds of men chase you to h=get you to marry them. Chad is terrific. Why don't you marry him?"
I should tell you it was the day before Valentine's day.
Sara started to get teary. I was at a loss to figure what was going on. "Oh, Tim. I'm a failure!"
Some failure. She was gorgeous, brilliant and on the verge of being promoted to junior partner.
"What in the world are you talking about?"
More tears. "I, I've never told you, but I have never had an orgasm. I can't come. I can't get married." She wailed.
"What does Chad say about that?"
"He doesn't know, I fake it."
"Sara, I am going to give you and Chad a Valentine's gift. You and Chad come over to my apartment tomorrow night at eight. I will hypnotize you and you will never have the problem again."
"Can you really do that?" She was sniffling through her tears.
"Oh, yes. That is easy. You probably are trying and that never works. If I can do that is Chad your man?"
"Oh, I love him. I just couldn't marry him, knowing I have been faking that I was coming for him. What will you do?"
"I will lead you through your love making and get you to have a massive orgasm."
"How can you do that? What will you do?"
"First, you will tell Chad that I am a hypnotist and it would be fun to see me do my thing. Then I will hypnotize you and Chad and lead you through your lovemaking. I will leave you with post-hypnotic suggestions that will enable you to do it yourself when ever you want."
Sara stared at me with wide eyes. "Tim, I couldn't do that. You want me to make love with Chad in front of you. I'd be mortified and Chad would never agree."
"Well, Chad won't know and you won't care. You are a wonderful subject. Remember the PAD party where I hypnotized you and you did that dance on the piano?" She blushed.
"I had forgotten all about that. I can't let you see me naked, I'd die."
"All right, come over to my apartment tonight at eight and we will see if we can figure something out. Okay?"
She nodded and we went back to contracts and interrogatories. I was already meeting Lisa at my apartment so Sara would feel comfortable.
At eight, sharp Sara was at the door. Lisa and I were just finishing the dishes. "Sara, come in and sit in the living room. We'll be right out." We finished the dishes and joined Sara. Lisa was tall, about five, ten and very willowy. Sara was about five, five and more athletic. They were both very attractive. They knew each other very well. We would double date and the women would do things by themselves. I had hypnotized them both many times, but I was not sure they knew that. They were both excellent subjects and did not remember what happened when they were hypnotized. Although tempted, I had never had sex with Sra our even had her display herself for me. I had thought about taking a "peek" several times and decided that would be wrong, to say nothing of probably being illegal.
"Sara, can I tell Lisa your problem?"
She blushed. "She already knows."
"Sara called me today and we had a long talk. I told her that if anyone could help her you could."
This time Lisa blushed. "Lisa, Sara is embarrassed to have me see her making love with Chad. What do you think of that?"
"Are you surprised? Sara is not an exhibitionist, she doesn't screw in front of an audience. Sara, I agree with you, but, the alternative seems even worse. Have you tried talking to your doctor?"
"Oh sure. She checked me over and said there was no physiological reason why I couldn't come when I made love. She told me to try meditation."
I spoke up. "Sara, I want to try something right now. Is that okay with you?"
"What are you going to try?"
"I am going to hypnotize you."
"We'll see what happens."
"Oh, all right."
She was sitting up in the chair and she collapsed, limp as a rag. Before Lisa could react I turned to her. "Lisa, you sleep." She also collapsed into her chair.
I had hypnotized both of the women in my life many times. They were totally conditioned. I had used it with Sara to help her study, sleep and get over a cigarette problem. She knew that I hypnotized her, she just didn't remember what happened. It was very stimulating to say sleep and watch her crumble. Absolute control is very addictive. With Lisa I had used erotic hypnosis to improve our sex. Her orgasms were volcanic. She knew she was hypnotized and had a slight memory of what happened. It did not effect the results at all.
I had never asked either woman to do anything that they wouldn't want to do. Lisa and I had engaged in much sexual acrobatics with hypnosis easing the way. I liked putting on a show so I had her engage in sex with me in front of an open window at a hotel, much to the amazement of workmen on the street. I made my semen taste like vanilla and she enthusiastically swallowed. I had her imagine she was tied down and I was raping her against her will (she had a monstrous orgasm during that escapade) and I instructed her that she would do everything I told her and she would not be able to resist. She remembered the whole thing and told me that it was an incredible turn on to have no control like that. She knew I had hypnotized her and had taken over and she loved it.
I had done very little with Sara. I didn't want to take advantage. Well, I wanted to take advantage. But my conscience wouldn't let me.
Now I wanted to find out how far I could push the envelope, while helping Sara have orgasms. For my plan to work she would have to lose all her inhibitions while in a trance. My compensation would be a wonderful show and the thrill of absolute control.
"Lisa, we are alone and you are feeling very sexy. I want you to take all of your clothes off."
Lisa stood up, looked at me with a loving expression and opened her jeans and stepped out of them. She was wearing plain white panties. She pulled them off. She was now nude from the waist down. She pulled her sweater over her head and dropped it on the floor. She undid her bra and dropped it on the sweater. She stood up and held her arms out to me. Her breasts were sticking out firmly and her nipples were erect. Her blonde pubic hair was glistening with moisture and a musky odor was starting to permeate the room. I hugged her. "Lisa sit back in the chair and become very relaxed. I am going to talk to Sara. You will realize she is in the room and it will make you feel even more erotic to have a witness to our sexual activities." I knew that Lisa had an exhibitionist streak...
Lisa sat down with a sigh. She looked slightly glassy eyed. "Lisa, you will not move or speak until I tell you. Do you understand?" She nodded yes.
"Sara, when I count to three you will waken feeling very good and you will trust me completely. When I tell you to sleep you will go into an even deeper trance. One, two, three"
Sara opened her eyes and looked around. When she saw Lisa she gaped. "Why is Lisa naked?"
"I wanted to show you what it might be like to be naked with others around. Doesn't Lisa look happy?"
Sara laughed. "Sure, but the two of you are getting married."
"What if you were naked, also?"
"Tim this is weird. Why would I get naked around you and Lisa?"
"Lets find out. Lisa go back to sleep." She closed her eyes and collapsed.
"Sara, you are all alone and feeling sexy and very warm. Take all of your clothes off." This was the test. She might reject the suggestion and wake up. She didn't. I was rationalizing this was all for Sara's benefit. Yeah, right. Well, she would benefit. She stood up and opened her jacket and shrugged it off. She had a white blouse on. She opened that and pulled it out of her skirt and removed it. She wore a matronly type bra that minimized the size of her breasts. They were much larger than Lisa's and almost as firm. Her stomach was a washboard. She was tight. She stepped out of her skirt and rolled her pantyhose down. She pulled off her white cotton panties and now she was naked.
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