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               HYPNOSEX - THE CONTINUING ADVENTURE

     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.
Donna seemed a little embarrassed by the descriptive narrative.

     Dax explained that it was now Don's turn to experience the
trance state. Don was asked to take a seat, and they got
immediately under way. Dax helped Don relax through a method that
requires the subject to flex and relax various parts of his body.
Soon Don was completely relaxed, and Dax began speaking softly
and clearly. After a short while Don was in the trance state. Dax
continued to work with him and deepen the trance.

     In the minutes that passed, Dax taught Don how to use
auto-hypnosis to hallucinate visually. He was able to change the
sight, sound, taste and feel of his partner. His post-hypnotic
suggestion was precipitated by the words "hypnosex partner." When
he said of heard the words "come back" all of his senses would
return to normal. He was also given the suggestion that when ever
he heard the words "rock-hard cock," he would get an immediate
erection. He was also told that when he said of hear the words,
"relax it," his erection would subside. Dax woke him up slowly,
assuring him that he would feel wonderful and well rested.

     As Don opened his eyes his head dropped to his hands. When
asked how he felt, he answered that he felt great and wanted to
know how he did. He was told that he did very well and was now
capable of doing some remarkable things. "Go ahead and try it
out," said Donna.

     Don repeated, "hypnosex partner," and stared at Donna in
shear surprise. He got up and walked over to her, putting his
hands around her waist. His lips sought hers as his right hand
dropped to the cleft of her buttocks. They were beginning to get
carried away when Dax spoke the words, "come back."

     Don was shocked at who he found in his arms. "I almost feel
guilty Donna. You were someone else. I was kissing someone else
and feeling her ass," Don said in wonder.

     "Was it exciting?" Donna asked. Don assured her that it was
and told Dax that it was unbelievable.

     "Rock-hard cock," were the next words out of Dax's mouth.
Immediately the front of Don's pants developed a huge bulge. Don
was again amazed. He couldn't believe that his penis could be
this hard on demand. He wanted to know how this was possible.

     Dax went on to draw an analogy for them. He inquired as to
whether or not Don ever woke up in the morning, not necessarily
horny, with a huge stiff. Don told him that he had. Dax continued
to explain that an erection was merely blood rushing into the
penis. There is a part in the brain that directs blood to the
penis upon arousal. The mind controls so many of our functions.
It is a simple matter to control this when all conditions are
right. He also explained that often men question themselves about
impotence because even when they want to get an erection, they
sometimes can't. They begin to question themselves. If you ever
get an erection upon waking up in the morning, your mind was
likely relaxed and thinking about sex. We all have mental images
that can make us aroused. Sometimes we don't know exactly what
they are. Don's cock remained hard as Dax explained. The words
"relax it," were then spoken, and Don's erection began to go
down.

     "Now, let's work with Donna some more. OK with you Donna,"
Dax asked. She responded in the affirmative and was asked to take
a seat. She sat in the chair and was questioned about whether
there was anything specific she wanted to learn how to do. She
indicated to Dax that she was very impressed with what Don had
been able to do, and she would like to be able to bring on
hallucinations as well. Dax snapped his finger twice, and Donna's
chin fell slowly to her chest in complete relaxation.

     He took her deeper and deeper into a wonderful sleep as he
felt Don tap him on the shoulder. "Can she hear us?" Don asked.
Dax indicated that she could hear unless directed not to. Don
continued, "ask her not to hear our conversation so I can tell
you something." Dax did this and urged Don to continue. Don said,
"you know Dax, Donna and I spoke about quite a few things last
night when we got home. At my urging, she told me that she would
like to make it with another man but was afraid. She specifically
said that she thought you were very sexy. Is there anything we
could do to remove her anxiety about trying another man? I know I
am ready to ignore jealousy. I trust her, but I want her to have
it all. Do you find her desirable?"

     Dax assured him that, "she was indeed a very sexy woman. I
think we can trade places in her mind, if you think she would
like it."

     Don agreed. Dax spoke to Donna again, "you are now more
deeply asleep than you have ever been before. When you awaken,
Don will become Dax and Dax will be Don in every way. Dax will
look like Don, sound like him, feel like him and taste like him.
You will find yourself uncontrollably attracted to him and will
need to feel him inside you. You will feel free to do anything
with him that pleases you without regard for who else is in the
room. In fact, because someone is watching you, you will become
even more excited. When you hear me clap my hands twice, Dax and
Don will again trade places and be themselves. you will remember
noting until I clap my hands twice." Dax also gave her the
suggestion that she will be able to change Don any time she
wished, just as Don had learned. Dax told her that she would wake
up very slowly, feeling wonderful and refreshed.

     Donna began to open her eyes slowly. "I really can't
remember anything. Did it go well?" she asked and looked at Don.
Don told her that everything went very well. She got up from the
chair and moved toward Dax. "Honey, I don't really know why, but
I have this uncontrollable urge to screw you eyes out. And oddly
enough, I don't even care if Dax watches. What did you do to me
Dax?" she asked of Don with an unusual sparkle in her brown eyes.
Dax opened his arms as Donna fell into them with her mouth
partially open.

     Don sunk into a chair next to the table with a curious look
on his face. Dax looked over at him and Don nodded his head,
giving authority to proceed. Dax could see Don's hand fall upon
his already hard cock as his hands began to explore Donna's full
breasts. Donna stepped back and removed her top in one quick
motion. She tore at the button to Dax's shirt. Soon they were all
but naked. Only her panties remained as she returned to Dax's
embrace, rubbing her pubic mound against his leg. Don settled
back and unzipped his trousers. His thick cock as withdrawn, and
he stroked its length as his eyes watched every move of Donna and
her lover. Dax reached his hand inside of Donna's pink panties on
to the swell of her buttocks. Squeezing the wonderfully textured
flesh of her fanny gave Dax all the more reason to become harder.
Donna dipped in to his shorts, and her hand felt its length
increase.

     The aroma of this lovely woman rose to meet Dax's nostrils.
She felt the cream beginning to seep from the eye of his
steel-like hammer. Panties and shorts were removed in speedy
unison as they fell to the bed. Don was now stroking his huge
cock more quickly. His balls were being tortured by his zipper.
He stood up and removed his pants and shorts, continuing to beat
his meat. Each time he stroked his cock, he saw something else
that drove him crazy. Dax's hands were filled with breast flesh.
He lowered his head to suck on the pert nipples and tweaked them
softly with his teeth.

     Donna's groans were now music to Don's ears. Another man had
his fingers in her pussey. Dax would pull the slick covered
fingers from her gushing hold and rub the button of her ass hole.
Moving slowly down from her nipples, Dax began kissing the swell
of her belly, biting her lightly on the hip bones. This made her
jump half way off the bed. She grabbed Dax's head and tried to
push him into her hair-covered cunt. He resisted and continued
his efforts slowly. His tongue traveled all around her love box,
teasing the soft hairs and licking her thighs. Closer and closer
his lips came to her love button. In a quick motion, Donna moved
toward Dax's raging penis. Her lovely lips opened and she slid
the length of Dax's cock into her mouth, sucking hard. Up and
down this immense shaft her mouth moved. Don could see the trail
of his wife's saliva on this man's thick bone.

     Dax mouth suddenly opened and covered Donna's swollen cunt
lips. His tongue drove deeply into her hole as he tasted her cunt
honey. He sucked on her clit, bringing into full hardness. It was
like a small spear between his hungry lips. Don's eyes were glued
to them as he saw breasts moving like jello and buttocks rippling
in rhythm with their oral movements. Suddenly, Donna stiffened,
pulled Dax's cock from her mouth momentarily, slammed it deep
inside her throat and climaxed in Dax's mouth. She poured her
love juices into Dax's sucking mouth as her hips gyrated quickly
against his cum-covered face. It seemed like it would last
forever. Finally, her buttocks began to slow down. Her screams
were muffled by the enormous bone in her throat. They too
subsided. Dax was still very stiff as Donna removed him from her
mouth. "Would you mind if we took a small break so I can have
something to drink honey?" she asked.

     "Not at all Donna," Dax responded as he looked at Don and
rolled his eyes. Donna looked over at Don with surprise as she
saw his erect penis in his hands.

     "Ya know Dax, I don't really blame you. I guess we did get
out of hand a little. It seems that Don and I have really turned
you on from the looks of it. Now that is a thing to be proud of,"
she said with a smile, about his cock, reaching for a water
glass. Don felt a little self-conscious as he let his cock fall
from his hands. Dax and Don both watched the sway of Donna's
buttocks and breasts as she walked slowly across the room with
her water. Her entire body was a deep pink with exertion. She
returned to Dax on the bed and offered him a sip. He took it
gratefully.

     "Don, it seems like forever since I've seen another man's
penis, and Dax's is great looking, don't you think?" Donna said.

     Dax responded, "well, I really don't get into dicks with the
possible exception of my own, but I'm glad you like it."

     "You're not jealous honey?" Donna asked of Dax as she
settled back into his arms. Her breasts flowed into the hollow of
Dax's chest as she offered Don a view of her pink buttocks, her
eyes searching for Don's cock.

     Dax said, "no Donna, I'm not jealous. In fact it would
excite me if you touched his cock. Dax said as he grinned over
her head at Don. Don returned the grin and moved toward the bed.
Donna rested the glass on the night stand as Don approached.
Don's half-hard penis came within close proximity to her face.
She began to reach up to touch it and stopped to look at Dax. He
nodded his support, and she again reached for Don's cock. It took
very little for Don's cock to rise again. She stared up at Don in
a sheepish manner and began to stroke it. Dax's hand cupped one
of her ample breasts as Don stepped closer. Don reached out and
ran his fingers through her hair slowly, urging her lips nearer
his now huge rod. Donna could see the fluid at the tip of Don's
cock. She turned her ass to Dax and took the first few inches of
Don's thick bone in her mouth. Donna took more and more of Don's
penis into her mouth as Don saw Dax begin to manipulate Donna's
hairy pussey. Dax then got on his knees and brought Donna to
hers. Donna moved without loosing her grip on Don's penis. She
reached around and grabbed Don's buttocks and pulled him deeper
into her mouth.

     Dax moved behind Donna running his hands over her rounded
ass cheeks. His hand dipped down into the crack of her ass and
collected some of her juices. He raised his hand to his nostrils
to savor the aroma of her womanhood. He stroked his bone into
full erection as he placed saliva in his hand and applied it
between her bush to Donna's cunt lips. Aiming the arrow of his
shaft at her gaping love tunnel, Dax eased his huge cock into
Don's wife. He slowly worked his penis into her body until her
could see the button of Donna's ass hole press against his hairy
belly. He started to move in and out of her hole.

     Faster and faster his slick bone drove home. His balls were
bouncing off of Donna's clit increasing her excitement. Dax could
take no more as his eyes riveted on his juice-covered cock
splitting her cunt hairs as it drove into this musky tunnel. Her
beautiful ass cheeks were in his hands wobbling wonderfully. It
was too exciting. He began to grunt. As she felt him stiffen
inside of her squeezing sheath, she mashed her buttocks into his
thighs to gain deeper penetration.

     Don was now driving his tool with increased fervor inside of
his wife's sucking mouth. With the beauty of this rare moment,
Donna felt both lovers go off at once. Gobs of thick cream were
pouring into her slippery cunt hole. Don's jism squirted hotly
into her sucking mouth. Her mind was spinning as she experienced
one of the most earth-shaking climaxes in her memory. She
collapsed beneath both men. All three participants remained
motionless for quite some time. It was Dax that first got up from
the bed and went into the bath room. He washed up and returned to
the room with his trousers on. He poured himself a drink and took
a seat at the table. Don said, "is there any more of that? I
think I need a drink too." Dax poured Don a drink and delivered
it to bed side. Donna had the most wonderful smile on her face.

     She soon got up and moved toward the bath room. Dax thought
how sexy this woman was. He asked Don after Donna was out of ear
shot, "Do you feel OK about this Don?"

     "I'll tell you the truth, I do have some guilt feelings
about it. I think they will go away with too much problem. I am
concerned about Donna. How do you think she will fair?" asked
Don.

     "Well, there's only one way to find out. We still have to
change back remember?" stated Dax as Donna returned to the room.

     "Change back to what?" Donna quizzed while returning to "Dax
on the bed.

     Dax responded first, "Donna, how do you feel about
everything that has happened?"

     "I feel great. I have never felt so sexy. I have never had
such a good climax. I don't really think I feel guilty, and now I
am sure that I wouldn't be jealous if you made love to another
woman either Don," Donna said.

     "I am not Don," Dax stated as he clapped his hands twice.
Donna had a look on her face as if she didn't know where she was.
Her head turned from one to the other and back again.

     "Holy christ! Holyyyyyyy chrissssst! You two switched
places. Don do you mean that I was making love to Dax before I
you agreed to let me touch his cock?" Donna asked incredulously.

     "That's it honey. You wanted to. You said that you wanted
to. I wanted you to. I know that he did. Everything happened the
way it should have, and I love you more than ever. Please tell me
you enjoyed it and you're not feeling bad," Don pleaded.

     Donna was comfortable with the events of the day. Twice
before they left she experimented with making love to two of her
favorite actors. Once she made it with both of them. Dax was not
really sure whether Don was making love with anyone in
particular. He knew that he could if he wanted to. Dax felt great
about what he was able to do for Don and Donna as well as for
himself. This was one of the hottest long weekends he had ever
had. They agreed to do this again one day, and Dax hoped that he
would have a chance to see Bridgit again also.