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                          CHAPTER EIGHT

     "You are now more deeply asleep than you have ever been.
Your body is weightless and seems to float among the clouds. You
can't feel your arms or legs. All tension has bled from your
muscles, and you are at complete peace. You are traveling down an
escalator. As the moments pass, you are going deeper and deeper
into a warm and satisfying trance. You feel more safe and
comfortable than you ever have.

     "Am I correct when I say that you are interested in mentally
living through a fantasy as a spy in Russia?" Dax inquired of his
subject Fannie.

     "Yesss. I want to live my fantasy of being a sexy fem fatale
sent into Russia to extract secrets from a Russian munitions
scientist. I want it to be the sexiest and more exciting
experience of my life," Fannie explained in a slow, far-away
voice.

     Dax continued, "You have been sent to Russia under the
pretense of developing trade between the U.S.A. and the Soviet
Union. You work for World Trade Developers in Moscow. You are the
sexiest woman in the city. You have been moving in the upper
crust society of the Soviet Union in an effort to promote
products for the United States and surreptitiously obtain the
plans for a powerful laser weapon for your government.

     "You are at a cocktail party sponsored by the Kremlin to
enhance new markets of world trade. Around you are hundreds of
people, many of which you are sure work for the K.G.B. You have
to be careful. If your cover is blown, you will have your own
personal tour of Siberia.

     "You have just met Aleksei Vladimirovich a week ago, a
superior looking young man of thirty-five years of age. You are
hoping that you will see him at this party. The intelligence
network assures you that Vladimirovich has top security
clearance, and the plans for the laser weapon are at his flat.

     "Alex, as you affectionately refer to him, is very well
built, 6'4", 210 pounds, works out every day and has a face that
looks like it was chiseled out of marble. His hair is blond and
his eyes are a deep azure blue. He showed a great deal of
interest in you last week when you were at his office on another
matter. You can imagine the size of his cock by the lovely bulge
resting in his trousers, and you are grateful for the opportunity
to work on this project.

     "You glide through the room in your well-fitted sapphire
blue dress. Your long brown hair beautifully frames your lovely
face and cool green eyes. It clings to your 5'9" frame, accenting
your lovely breasts and rolling buttocks. Every person's eyes are
on you, and each step you take excites you more. You are casually
looking for Alex as you enjoy the attention that both men and
women are showering you with. Your eye catches a glimpse of him
standing on the other side of the room speaking with a beautiful
young Russian girl. Your heart sinks to think that your plans may
be delayed by this union.

     "Jorgi, a chemical engineer for one of the companies you
have been dealing with, asks you to dance. Your hauntingly green
eyes remain glued to Alex and his conversation partner as you
agree to dance with Jorgi. If he is not a strong dance leader,
you may be able to sway him closer to Alex to overhear his
conversation. Jorgi is a strong young man with more than a casual
interest in you. It feels good to be in his arms and feel his
body against yours. You can feel yourself responding to the
excitement you feel from him as your bodies move more closely
together with the soft music.

     "Jorgi holds your lovely 40" breasts close to his chest with
his hot hand at the curve of your soft 36" hips. Gradually his
left leg moves between your legs to feel the heat of your
womanhood. All the while you are moving closer to Alex with ease,
as Jorgi's mind is preoccupied with the feel of your soft
yielding body. You can feel new strength and size as Jorgi's
growing, climbing staff kisses your leg in its travels upward.
You are finding it increasingly more difficult to concentrate on
Alex's conversation. Jorgi's stiff penis is not shy. It has
become a hard wad of male meat nestled in your tightening belly.

     "Your concentration holds; you are a professional, and you
are encouraged that your ability to control is increasing. The
music ends, and Jorgi doesn't seem to want to let go of you. He
asks if he can call you from time to time in his broken, but sexy
English. You assure him that it would be wonderful to hear from
him and notice that Alex is looking at you. You try not to give
Jorgi the 'bum's rush' but can't take the chance of Alex
directing his attention elsewhere. 'Excuse me,' you direct to
Jorgi, 'I have to speak with Alex. Please do call, I'd love to
see you again' as you walk casually toward Alex.

     "A server walks by with a tray of champagne and offers a
glass. You take the drink as a prop and find that you are a bit
thirsty. Suddenly the glass is empty. 'Has champagne glass with
hole in it for you?' Alex queried with his version of English.

     "You offer your best seductive smile as you respond, 'I
suppose the warmth of the night has joined hands with the majesty
of your lovely country to dry out the old pipes.' Alex looks at
you with confusion about what your answer means. 'Yes,' you
simplify, 'I was very thirsty. The glass was with hole in it for
me,' you smile.

     "Now, at the count of three, you will wake up and be with
Alex in his car. He has graciously offered to escort you to your
hotel room. You will try to convince him that it would be better
to go elsewhere. You must get into his flat. When he snaps his
fingers once, you will be alone with him in his flat.

     "You are beginning to feel even more sexy than you ever have
before. Your senses are heightened, and every touch will send
waves of sensuous excitement through your body. You know that you
must give Alex more pleasure than he has known in order to escape
with the secrets you have come for. If Alex puts his tongue in
the crook of your neck and his penis is inside your body, you
will feel his cock grow inside of you. It will expand to a full
ten inches in length, stretching the walls of your hot cunt, and
two and a half inches in girth pressing the sensitive lips of
your womanhood outward. Each time his tongue enters your body,
you will have a small climax. You can have hundreds of orgasms.
When he holds your face in his hands, looks into your eyes and
kisses you on the forehead, you will fall back into a deep sleep
but you will remember everything when you do wake up. Do you
understand?"

     "Yes, I understand," she said in the far-away voice of the
sleeping.

     Dax began, "One, two, three. Wake up feeling sexier than you
ever have before. You are hot and mysterious and bursting with
excitement."

     "Alex, it was good of you to offer to take me home, but
there are so many people at my hotel that will tease me if I show
up with you. You know how cruel fellow workers can be. Would you
mind if we went someplace else instead?" Fannie asked pleadingly
with her cleavage giving yet additional messages.

     "You would want for to go to Aleksei's flat? I have
wonderful musik and compelling wine. We will get knowing each
another more best. And crowds make uncomfortable most for me
also," Alex commented in his sexiest Russian and accented voice
as his hand rested provocatively on Fannie's upper thigh.

     "That'd be great Alex. It's early and we have the whole
night to get to know each other better. Drive on," Fannie
suggested with a hungry smile."

     "Alex" snapped his fingers and they were in his flat. "I
will put musik to play and get blood of grape for I and you," Dax
played the part with no little relish. "Make comfortable and
relax yourself." Fannie's eyes began photographing the room, not
forgetting that in addition to her building lust, she must find
the plans for the laser weapon.

     Fannie watched Dax's muscles ripple as he walked across the
room. He felt her eyes glued to him everywhere he walked. Dax
knew that his body was merely average and that Fannie didn't see
it as average. He knew that with her mind she was able to make
"Alex" look anyway that she wanted him to look. She would
obviously make him look great. Her libido was working overtime,
and the heat developing in the center of loins only served to
improve the situation. Dax's cock began to tingle, and he
developed a heaviness in his groin that would require release
before too long.

     Fannie soon began to tingle all over her throbbing body. The
excitement of what she hoped would soon happen sent shivers
through her beautiful body. Dax left the room, went down the hall
and returned in a pair of sweat pants and sweat shirt with the
sleeves removed. There was some writing on the shirt, but she
couldn't figure out what it said. The music began to play softly
as he returned with a tray of wine with two glasses. The cork was
removed, and he poured two half glasses; seating himself next to
Fannie, he offered a glass to her extended hand.

     With little time having passed, the empty glasses found
their respective place on the huge, glass-topped cocktail table
and Fannie found herself in Alex's arms. She offered her lips to
his hungry mouth, and the tingling increased dramatically. Her
fingers and hands painted his arms and chest with a fervor as her
lust continued to build. Shivers drove through her as his fingers
began to release the buttons to her "sapphire blue dress." She
felt the material tease her soft shoulders and back as it was
slowly drawn over her skin. With a snap maneuver that surprised
her, her bra fell away in one motion exposing her undulating
breasts and erect nipples to Alex's gaze and touch. The heat in
her brain became almost unbearable. 'Fuck, Fuck, Fuck' were the
only words repeated in her mind.

     She began envisioning the muscles of his strong ass flexing
as he drove his bone deep into her wet sheath. She imagined the
hair surrounding his erect staff mingling with her own pubic
garden as the rain of the combined love juices served to slicken
their journey to eruption. She could see the tip of his engorged
fuck tool, glowing with her pussy juice; a huge purple knob
resting atop a thick, rigid pole adorned with bulging veins
feeding the strength and length of his hardness. She could feel
the weight of his hairy balls on her tight anal button,
glistening with the milk of her natural lubrication. She could
see the hair lying deep and low in the crack between her wiggling
buttocks; wet and clinging as he drove his cock meat into the
center of her being.

     As Dax moved his hands to and from heaving tits, rigid
nipples, glistening buttocks and wet cavern, his mind also
embellished the moments and searched for erotic sights, sounds
and smells. He could imagine her hands gently cradling his hairy
cum nuts. He could feel her lips begin to move on his throbbing,
straining penis. First she teased; soon she devoured his broad
column.

     The time for imagining was gone. Dax ran his tongue from one
nipple to another circling each and gently nipping at each. Down
between the cleft of her wiggling titties his tongue traveled.
Down her stomach the wet tongue set fires until it rested in her
panting navel. His teeth bared themselves and bit at her hip
bones sending new shivers up and down her spine as his hands
filled with the fleshy meat of her tight buttocks. Closer and
closer his mouth moved toward her feminine, and fragrant hole.

     Bang! Dax's tongue entered Fannie's love tunnel and she
began to quiver in climax. She had never felt anything quite like
this. It wasn't a roaring, earth-shaking orgasm. It was as if she
had been plugged into and electrical outlet. She could feel
electric shocks traveling between her pussy, her ass hole and her
marble-hard nipples and back again. It came again, and again, and
again. She became dizzy and drove her fuck box against Dax's
intruding face. After the first few jolts, Fannie began trying to
count the eruptions to herself. 'One, two, three, four, fiiiive,
holy shit, that was a great one, six, seven, eiggggg, Oh fuck,
can it get better than this?' Fannie wondered.

     Dax withdrew his tongue and turned her over. His tongue
moved slowly up the back of her thighs, nipping at the taunt back
of her knees. Painting the back of her thighs with his saliva,
Dax soon drove his tongue into the crack of her ass. Fannie threw
her ass up in the air, and Dax's tongue drove deep into her cunt
hole once again. Bang! Another electric shock fired through her
wiggling frame. Teasing it's way up Fannie's back, Dax's tongue
played on her shoulder blades and dipped into her glistening arm
pits. She could now feel his hard meat resting in the gully
between the balls of her ass cheeks. She knew she needed that
bone deep in her guts.

     Now Fannie took the offensive. Pushing Dax over to lie on
his back, she was on him with hands and tongue. Licking his
swollen balls, she saw his huge staff grow again. Her hand
stroked his love pole, and she saw the fluid begin to come to the
tip of his lust weapon. Her hungry eyes danced from rippling
belly, to hairy chest, to the purple tip of his spear. In one
motion his cock was driven deep into her throat. It was stopped
when it met resistance from the throat muscles, but only briefly.
Given the chance to adjust, her throat opened even further, and
the cock finished its journey and was embedded deep in her
throat. She had taken it all, and her lips rested in his wiry
public hair. Driving it in and out gave Dax a wonderful sensation
as the head of his cock was systematically squeezed and released
by the involuntary muscles of her throat. He would soon cum if he
didn't stop now, and he wanted to squirt his load into Fannie's
hot pussy.

     Turning her over in one quick motion, Dax spread her legs to
expose her soaked honey pot. Resting on his knees, he lowered his
face once again to her pit. Bang! The shock provided yet
additional orgasms. She drove her hot pussy against his face like
a crazed animal, grunting and crying, "Oh fuck, fuck me, fuck my
deep hole, spread my hairy cunt and fuck it deep. Shove your
great cum stick into my quim and dump your hot load."

     "No! I want to see you play with your body. I want to see
you fuck yourself and pinch your hard nipples. I want to see you
finger fuck your hole and cum for me," Dax insisted.

     "Don't make me wait, Alex. I need your cock in my hole. I
need you to squeeze my ass cheeks as you drive your thick cock
into my pussy. Please!" Fannie begged.

     "Do it baby! Show me your beautiful titties. Pinch your
rock-hard nipples. Dig in your hole with your hand and show me
how you are going to cum hard for me. Show me how much you want
my bone in your hole," Dax demanded as she began to moan and
comply with his demands.

     Fannie filled her hands with her own heavy, yet firm breasts
and squeezed hard. Filling her hands with tit flesh, she offered
her raised and tight nipples to Dax's glance. Sliding her hands
toward the center of each breast, she grabbed each nipple between
forefinger and thumb and began to pinch and roll the puckered
nipple flesh. This sent waves of additional excitement through
her lust-racked body.

     Her hips began to bounce on the bed as if there was an
imaginary cock driving deep inside of her. Releasing one ripe
nipple, her hand traveled down her stomach, pressing as it went
to delve into her waiting, wet bush. Nervous fingers separate the
lips of her cunt hole to cover them with the slick juice of her
desire. Dax watched as her glistening fingers moved to her love
button, pinching and pulling she was forced to grunt deeply and
begin shaking her breast with her other hand.

     Releasing her clit, her middle finger slipped effortlessly
into her wet cunt. She began pumping this single digit in and
out. Soon a second finger was introduced to the hot cavern, and
then a third. Deeper and deeper she drove her hand into her
steaming cunt. She released her other breast and used the other
hand to help pump her womanhood and furiously rub her clit. As
both hands were centered mindlessly on her loins, her breasts
were squeezed together as two huge mounds of shaking flesh
adorned by hot pink nipples reaching for the ceiling. Dax's hand
continued to slowly stroke his organ as he watched Fannie
pounding her pussy deeply. He was positioned between her
outstretched legs and she was beginning to climax. Her beautiful
face tightened as her lips were pulled taunt across it. Her eyes
were closed tightly, leaving wrinkles to frame them. The tendons
in her neck rose as if straining to keep her head on her
shoulders. Her head twisted back and forth, from side to side.

     Reaching toward her, Dax grabbed her wet hands and placed
them against his lips. He tasted this woman and smelled the
fragrance of her orgasm. If only he could bottle this scent!
Moving to one side of her, Dax rolled her over. He began
massaging the muscles of her back to reduce the tension she had
built up. His hands found her rubbery ass cheeks and deeply moved
these mounds of flesh. Fannie began to moan once again. He
massaged the muscles of her neck and began kissing her ear lobes
and neck. She began to stir again.

     Dax placed one of his knees between her legs into the wet
pit of her hot snatch and continued to rub her back.
Ever-so-slowly, Fannie began grinding her groin into his hard
knee and thigh. Dax pressed ahead as his eyes were blessed with
the vision of her buttocks wrapped around his leg and the sides
of her breasts pushed out by the pressure of the mounds resting
on the bed.

     Turning her over once again, Dax laid next to her and kissed
her gently on her hot lips. His lips traveled to her resting
nipples bringing them to life again. He again placed himself
between her legs and kissed her navel. Soon his face was resting
over her fragrant pussy. Bang! His tongue dove into her depths
and sent her convulsing again. Before Fannie knew what was
happening, Dax fell forward in one motion and his dick
effortlessly found its mark. It was deep inside of Fannie's
grasping cunt but it remained motionless. She tried to move under
his weight to drive the pole in and out, but Dax did not move. He
nuzzled his nose into the crook of her neck and allowed his
tongue to dart against her skin.

     With this move, Fannie felt something she did not know she
could feel. "Alex" had a great cock. It must be eight inches in
length and two inches wide. However, it was growing. She could
feel it getting longer and spreading her cunt lips farther apart.
She felt as if she would explode, but didn't care if she did.
When Dax's cock has reached it's full "ten inches in length and
two and a half inches in girth," Fannie felt completely full of
cock. Dax now began to move this monster pole into Fannie's
depths. Each stroke seemed to bring another climax. She didn't
know anyone could fit this much fuck bone into a cunt no matter
how big or lubricated it was.

     Dax continued to move his raging penis into Fannie's love
tunnel until he could hold off now longer. He could feel the cum
boiling in his balls. The feeling was so intense that he thought
that he could feel the cum traveling from the bottom of his legs
and from his very brain. He reached under Fannie and filled his
hands with her quaking ass cheeks as his cock continued to drive
deep into her being. Her breasts and belly were now soaked with
his perspiration and covered with his dislodged hair as he lifted
himself to watch his glistening penis drive into Fannie's body.
Her grunts resembled those of an animal driven by primordial
lust.

     Dax's cock exploded with one wave after another. His thick
cream came in gobs painting the walls of Fannie's greasy cunt.
She could feel the overflow of cum  pressing out of her hole
around his shaft, flowing down and cooling her hot ass hole. She
continued to buck hard against Dax, pulling his thick cock into
her with her heals pounding his flexing ass muscles.

     Fannie's explosion was so intense that she either passed out
or lost her sight for a short time. She could see nothing with
her eyes, but the vision of Dax's hard driving cock was burned
into her mind's eye. As her ecstasy subsided, she laid there and
continued to feel tingling throughout her spent body. Dax
couldn't or did not want to move.

     He was almost asleep when he sensed Fannie moving about the
room. 'Shit! He thought to himself. She is probably trying to
find the plans. I better not let this go any farther. "Fannie!
Did you need something?" Dax inquired.

     "No Alex. I was just looking for a towel," she responded as
she returned to the side of the bed.

     "Sit here next to me for a moment," Dax requested patting
the bed next to him. She sat but looked a bit nervous. Dax placed
his hands on either side of her face, looked into her eyes and
kissed her on the forehead. Fannie melted back onto the bed and
fell into a deep sleep once again. "You have found the plans
while Alex was sleeping, dressed and slipped out of the flat
without being detected. You are now safely away, back in your own
country, feeling wonderful and well rested. When I snap my
fingers you will begin to wake up slowly and remember everything
that happened. Do you understand?"

     Again, the far away response of "yes" came from her lips.
She was lovely laying there on the bed. Dax was reluctant to wake
her up because she looked so peaceful and angelic.

     Time was getting late, and Dax knew that Fannie would want
to get tidied up. Snapping his fingers, Dax said gently, "wake up
now feeling refreshed and comfortable. Fannie opened her eyes
slowly and allowed her glance to travel the room. Her glance
finally rested on Dax at the side of the bed.

     "That was absolutely the most exciting time I've spent in my
thirty-two years on this planet. I have never been that hot, and
I know I never came that many times in a month. Thank you so much
for teaching me a great deal about myself and my own sexuality
Dax. Promise me we will take other trips together," she pleaded.

     "Trips are my specialty Fannie. If you have the gas, I can
drive. I enjoyed it more than I can say. Jorgi did feel a little
left out. Maybe you'll have a chance to spend some time with him
in the future. I plan to teach you how to accomplish that with or
without me. But that'll be another story," Dax concluded with a
smile.