 "What's this for pornstudsearch?" I asked, taking pornstudsearch the pornstudsearch booklet from her hand. A quick glance told me it was the summer pornstudsearch course catalog from pornstudsearch our local community college. You pornstudsearch probably get them too: a variety pornstudsearch of short enrichment classes in various things from cake decorating pornstudsearch to small appliance repair, all pornstudsearch offered for a nominal fee pornstudsearch to adults in the community. Meg and I had both taken classes there before, so the college had us on their mailing list.
 I read the pornstudsearch entry again. "I suppose so," I granted, "It pornstudsearch doesn't really say much."
 I took a quick look around the room and saw several people looking relieved. The idea had pornstudsearch never occurred to me, but apparently it had to them; I guess that proves I 'm on the wrong side of 35.
 "You pornstudsearch mean you 've never had someone pornstudsearch you couldn't put pornstudsearch under?" Ellen's tone was openly skeptical now, but Carol seemed pornstudsearch unconcerned.
 "Are there any other questions?" Carol asked. When nobody spoke, she continued. "Okay. Now I'd like to take a break. I'm asking each of pornstudsearch you to please go and use the bathroom, I pornstudsearch want you comfortable with no pornstudsearch interruptions for the rest of pornstudsearch the session. Be pornstudsearch back here in ten minutes pornstudsearch, please."
 There was some shuffling around as we adjusted ourselves pornstudsearch into position. The ceiling pornstudsearch, I noticed, had a pornstudsearch number of colorful dots on it. "Choose a spot on the ceiling," Carol's voice told us, "and focus on it." There was a dark blue dot near the middle of my field of vision, so I fixed my gaze on it pornstudsearch and waited for more instructions.
 Carol's pornstudsearch voice pornstudsearch had become so distant I found it hard to make out what she was saying pornstudsearch. Something told me that was okay, though, so I simply let her pornstudsearch voice merge with the low pornstudsearch, thrumming tones of the music in my head pornstudsearch. I felt my pornstudsearch various muscle pornstudsearch groups relaxing again pornstudsearch, head to toe pornstudsearch, like the pornstudsearch lights being turned pornstudsearch off in a skyscraper floor by floor.
 Carol smiled approvingly and looked to Meg. "The sound was okay," Meg offered, "but it didn't really do much for me. The whole relaxing thing, concentrating pornstudsearch on specific body parts and pornstudsearch noticing all the different sensations, that pornstudsearch was the pornstudsearch thing that really worked for me. I had a hard time visualizing the woods, but I could feel myself pornstudsearch swinging in the hammock very well. I guess that makes me a pornstudsearch kinesthetic, right?"
 Carol nodded and turned pornstudsearch to the next couple. We watched and listened as the pornstudsearch other pornstudsearch couples related their experiences. Most pornstudsearch of them turned out to be visual types, plus one or two auditory. Meg was pornstudsearch the only kinesthetic pornstudsearch in the group pornstudsearch.
 When I pornstudsearch woke up again pornstudsearch I pornstudsearch felt invigorated. My body pornstudsearch tingled with a quiet excitement. I looked over at Meg and noticed, as pornstudsearch if for the first time, the delightful curves of her breasts under the pornstudsearch sport top she pornstudsearch was wearing. I put a hand on her back, partly to draw pornstudsearch her to me and pornstudsearch partly to pornstudsearch find out if she was wearing a bra underneath. She wasn pornstudsearch't, I concluded as out lips met in a hot kiss that put Miracle Grow pornstudsearch in my shorts. I was only half aware pornstudsearch of Carol's voice in the background. "Our final item tonight is a small demonstration of post-hypnotic suggestion," she was saying. "I planted pornstudsearch a fairly simple suggestion; you pornstudsearch should be feeling its affects right now, so I don't think I pornstudsearch need to tell pornstudsearch you what pornstudsearch it pornstudsearch was. Please try to remember this one thing, though: if you possibly can pornstudsearch, I'd pornstudsearch like each of you to find some quiet time each day and practice putting yourself back into hypnosis. You'll find pornstudsearch it gets easier if you pornstudsearch practice pornstudsearch every day."
 Carol saw us all nod, but we pornstudsearch weren't really paying much attention to her. With a light sigh and a broad smile, she dismissed us. "Everyone drive pornstudsearch carefully, and I pornstudsearch'll see you pornstudsearch here next Thursday."
 Meg pornstudsearch and I separated reluctantly, our eyes pornstudsearch wandering back pornstudsearch to each other's bodies often as we gathered our pornstudsearch things and put away the mats pornstudsearch. I did look around enough to notice that we were not the only couple acting this way. The 'small demonstration' was clearly working in a pornstudsearch big way.
 As we headed out the door, Carol stopped us for a quick aside pornstudsearch. "It's unusual to have only one kinesthetic person in pornstudsearch a pornstudsearch group pornstudsearch," she said to Meg. "I pornstudsearch'm a pornstudsearch kinesthetic too; remind me next week and I'll teach you a couple pornstudsearch of special techniques."
 "So pornstudsearch what did you think of here the class pornstudsearch?" Meg pornstudsearch asked with forced nonchalance.
 "You mean your pornstudsearch flaring nostrils, the rising color in your pornstudsearch cheeks, and the way you keep looking at me pornstudsearch while you grope yourself? No, I hardly pornstudsearch noticed at all."
 My head jerked back as Meg squeezed in just the right place pornstudsearch; I felt pornstudsearch something hard behind my head move, followed immediately pornstudsearch by the sound of a small motor. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the garage door pornstudsearch start to lift.
 "Shit here." I cried, stabbing pornstudsearch at the switch pornstudsearch wildly to reverse the movement. On about the fifth try I succeeded, and the door settled pornstudsearch back into closed position. Meg used pornstudsearch my distracted time to hastily strip off her pornstudsearch clothing pornstudsearch; she stood before me pornstudsearch in only her sneakers, like a streaker pornstudsearch from the 70's. Pulling pornstudsearch one foot pornstudsearch free from the entangling grip pornstudsearch of pornstudsearch my pornstudsearch pants and briefs, I grabbed Meg in a bear hug, lifted her up, and set her down on the edge of my workbench about 10 pornstudsearch paces away. Lips locked together, tongues wrestling here each other to a draw, I tilted pornstudsearch her back a little bit and slid into her pornstudsearch dripping slit.
 "Yes." she gasped as I buried my here cock between her pornstudsearch legs. "Oh, this is perfect. Don't you dare stop."
 The pornstudsearch weekend was mostly unremarkable here. We spent Saturday catching up on pornstudsearch errands and pornstudsearch odd jobs: laundry, washing pornstudsearch cars, a pornstudsearch little light household maintenance, that kind of thing. Meg practiced her self-hypnosis pornstudsearch in the morning right after her shower, and I pornstudsearch did mine after dinner.
 "I guess pornstudsearch not pornstudsearch. The question is, was it pornstudsearch dumb luck -"
 Backing pornstudsearch away from pornstudsearch the bed, I slipped my own clothes off, being careful to pornstudsearch make as little noise as possible. I knelt down beside the bed and gently, lightly, let my hand come pornstudsearch to rest on pornstudsearch her stomach pornstudsearch. The silk moved under my hand as pornstudsearch she breathed pornstudsearch. Watching Meg 's face carefully for pornstudsearch signs of awakening, I moved pornstudsearch my hand slowly up toward her breast, using just enough pressure to pornstudsearch let me feel her through the silk robe. My pornstudsearch fingers reached the nipple and pornstudsearch parted, teasing the pornstudsearch sides pornstudsearch, and I was pleased to feel pornstudsearch the nipple stiffen in response even as my palm crossed over it and reversed directions pornstudsearch, stroking downward just pornstudsearch as slowly pornstudsearch and gently.
 A lick here, a suck there, my hands caressing her legs all the while, I watched and pornstudsearch listened for signs of awakening pornstudsearch. Her breathing remained deep but the pace was picking up, and pornstudsearch each exhale came with a pornstudsearch long, sustained moaning sound here. Her pornstudsearch body felt pornstudsearch heavy and loose, but there was pornstudsearch no question that she was pornstudsearch responding pornstudsearch and would be ready to come pornstudsearch soon. I thought pornstudsearch briefly about trying the "you pornstudsearch can't come until I tell pornstudsearch you to pornstudsearch" trick that figures into so many pornstudsearch of our favorite stories, but I opted not to - I wasn't sure I could pull here it off, and I didn't pornstudsearch want to spoil this by trying and failing.
 That week passed very slowly for us. After our little experiment here Monday, we were both anxious pornstudsearch to continue with pornstudsearch our education.
 "I have pornstudsearch one." Tamika, a twenty-something black pornstudsearch woman in burgundy fleece , spoke up pornstudsearch. Her head pornstudsearch was cocked to one side and her eyebrows rose high on her forehead as she looked pornstudsearch at Carol. "What exactly did you do to us last time?"
 Carol pornstudsearch came forward, looking fully alert again. "Ready to pornstudsearch try it yourselves?" She received a general murmur of assent. "Good. Ladies pornstudsearch, lie back and get comfortable. You'll be the subjects pornstudsearch tonight. Guys, you are going to pornstudsearch help guide your partner into a nice pornstudsearch, deep trance state. Jim and I will help you get there. When she's pornstudsearch nice and deep, you will pornstudsearch suggest a trigger that will pornstudsearch put her back into hypnosis quickly . Then you'll wake her up and practice using the trigger pornstudsearch."
 "Sure," Meg answered immediately.
 "Second pornstudsearch, it's important that you pay pornstudsearch close attention to here your partner pornstudsearch's body . If you pornstudsearch say that her feet are becoming relaxed, look at her feet and watch for a sign that they are doing pornstudsearch it. If you tell her that her eyes are pornstudsearch getting tired and heavy, watch pornstudsearch them start to blink or tear. The more you can pace the patter to what is pornstudsearch actually physically happening, the more effective your induction will be.
 "Finally, keep pornstudsearch your voice natural. A lot of people have this notion that a hypnotist should pornstudsearch talk like Bela Lugosi in 'Dracula pornstudsearch', drawing out pornstudsearch every word until it's almost a chant. In real life pornstudsearch, all that pornstudsearch will do is make you feel silly pornstudsearch and distract pornstudsearch your partner from what you're actually saying . Just speak pornstudsearch normally and you'll be fine.
 "Okay." Carol stood up and moved pornstudsearch on to pornstudsearch the next pornstudsearch couple, and I turned my attentions back to Meg. "Very good, Meg. With each breath you take, each word I pornstudsearch speak, you find yourself becoming steadily more and more relaxed. As you relax, you begin to pornstudsearch notice the weight of pornstudsearch your head against the soft mat pornstudsearch, wondering if that weight might seem to gently increase as you relax even more pornstudsearch. Feeling also the weight of pornstudsearch your feet on the pad, and noticing how that pornstudsearch weight, too, seems to gently increase even as you think about it." I here was ad-libbing; the script actually made reference to pornstudsearch someone sitting in a chair with a footrest. Remembering how well Meg had responded Monday afternoon, I changed the imagery a little.
 Her whole mouth moved this time: "Yes pornstudsearch, please."
 "Goodnight pornstudsearch, Gracie." Meg didn't finish her question pornstudsearch; her face blanked as I here said the magic phrase and this time she pornstudsearch dropped pornstudsearch on cue. I gave pornstudsearch her the generic deepening suggestions again anyway, just pornstudsearch to help things, and went through the sequence with her several more times. After about fifteen minutes pornstudsearch of here this Meg was dropping pornstudsearch like a rock.
 "Can you sit up pornstudsearch?"
 "Yes." Carol gasped heavily, the truth of Jim's pornstudsearch statement pornstudsearch evident pornstudsearch in her face. "Yes, it is."
 "The subconscious can control almost any bodily pornstudsearch function," Jim explained while Carol recovered, "even those that we think of as involuntary. Before you get grandiose ideas, though, let here me tell pornstudsearch you right off that pornstudsearch it takes a very experienced subject pornstudsearch to pornstudsearch be able to orgasm on command. Don't pornstudsearch even try it until you are both doing well with the simpler suggestions."
 "In fact," Jim added, "this would be a good time to admit that I cheated pornstudsearch with that last demonstration. Carol and I have pornstudsearch experimented pornstudsearch before with a purely physical orgasm, and frankly the results have pornstudsearch been underwhelming. So to make the demonstration a little more dramatic, I added some body memory elements to the pornstudsearch suggestion: I told her that the pornstudsearch next time pornstudsearch I said pornstudsearch the word 'orgasm', she would actually experience all the physical sensations that accompanied her last orgasm. The use pornstudsearch of body memory along pornstudsearch with the autonomic control pornstudsearch gives a here better result than just saying, 'You will have an orgasm.'"
 "Also, be very careful in choosing your language pornstudsearch. The subconscious takes everything you say literally; it pornstudsearch doesn't process slang, euphemisms, sarcasm, or pornstudsearch humor the way pornstudsearch the conscious pornstudsearch mind does. A suggestion like, 'The sound of my pornstudsearch voice makes you hot,' might get your partner to take pornstudsearch her clothes off, but pornstudsearch she won pornstudsearch't pornstudsearch be feeling very amorous pornstudsearch if she's sweating like an ox and pornstudsearch guzzling pornstudsearch ice water. Using the clinical terms for pornstudsearch your genitals may seem cold and unsexy now, ladies, but it's better than having your man get an erection whenever he spots your cat."
 "Would you like to experience that again pornstudsearch?"
 "Okay."
 "That's up the two of you," she replied. "You've pornstudsearch got ten or fifteen minutes pornstudsearch to kill while I finish up with pornstudsearch the others pornstudsearch. After that, just a pornstudsearch few closing remarks pornstudsearch and we'll call it a night."
 "Lap dance?"
 Tamika was awake pornstudsearch, we saw, and had a shocked look on her face. Her companion held one of her hands and was watching her face. He petted Tamika's hand lightly and pornstudsearch she whooped again, her mouth falling open and pornstudsearch eyes bulging. Her other hand pornstudsearch dove between her pornstudsearch legs pornstudsearch as if she had dropped pornstudsearch an ice cube down there pornstudsearch. A few pornstudsearch more light strokes and her expression gradually changed from surprise to lust.
 When it was finally over and pornstudsearch Meg's labored breathing was the only pornstudsearch sound I could hear pornstudsearch, I looked around: Carol, Jim, and all of our classmates were staring pornstudsearch, spellbound, at Meg's quivering form. Soon Meg opened her eyes, noticed the crowd, and realized she was the center of attention.
 There was a quick wave of pornstudsearch nervous laughter, then Carol and Jim began to applaud. The rest of the group pornstudsearch joined in quickly. Meg started to pornstudsearch laugh too, and soon her pornstudsearch hands here came away from her face to pornstudsearch reveal a healthy grin. "I pornstudsearch'll pornstudsearch get you for this," she promised me as I helped her back up to a sitting position.
 "First things first," I pornstudsearch replied. "Put me on speakerphone, then lie down pornstudsearch on the bed."
 "Excellent. I am going to pornstudsearch count pornstudsearch to three now. When you hear me reach pornstudsearch the count pornstudsearch of three pornstudsearch, you will turn off the speakerphone, resume pornstudsearch sitting on the edge of the bed, and awaken. Your conscious mind will not remember this pornstudsearch call at all, but your subconscious will remember pornstudsearch and follow all of my instructions. One ... two ... three."
 "Hi, Meg," I answered in my best nonchalant voice.
 "I pornstudsearch'm sorry," I began, but got pornstudsearch no pornstudsearch farther. Meg bounded up off the couch and body-checked me pornstudsearch into the bookcase behind me. She pressed her sweating, heaving body against pornstudsearch me, put her hands on either pornstudsearch side of my face, and kissed me harder than I've ever been kissed before. For a split second pornstudsearch I flashed back to pornstudsearch an old horror movie and imagined Meg was some kind of demon trying to suck the soul out of me. I decided I deserved at pornstudsearch least pornstudsearch that.
 Meg was babbling pornstudsearch incoherently. Her pelvic muscles squeezed down against my iron rod. I felt pornstudsearch my entire body tensing: T minus 3 seconds pornstudsearch, I guessed. I held out pornstudsearch as pornstudsearch long as I could, then just as pornstudsearch my cock here burst I grunted , "Meg, come now."
 When I came to, Meg pornstudsearch was pornstudsearch unconscious pornstudsearch on the floor next to pornstudsearch me pornstudsearch. Creaking a little, I rolled pornstudsearch partway over and kissed pornstudsearch her forehead pornstudsearch. I went on to kiss her pornstudsearch nose pornstudsearch, her closed eyes, her cheek pornstudsearch, then as I reached her lips they parted and welcomed me. We kissed slowly, lovingly, for who knows how long pornstudsearch. Finally pornstudsearch we came up pornstudsearch for air.
 "So," Meg sighed. "Are you hungry yet?"
 By pornstudsearch Thursday pornstudsearch afternoon Meg was thoroughly keyed pornstudsearch up. The pizza delivery guy was right on my heels, and pornstudsearch I was amused to see that Meg had already set the table with disposable plates and cups pornstudsearch. "Quick, easy cleanup," she explained.
 On the way over, I wondered to myself what suggestions Meg might use once she had me under hypnosis. I floated an innocent pornstudsearch query, but she wasn't talking. "You'll find out in due time," she teased.
 Pam pornstudsearch, the lanky blonde who had been pornstudsearch flashing us the previous week here, put her hand up. "Are these triggers permanent?"
 "About pornstudsearch half an hour pornstudsearch ago ," I answered sheepishly. "In the pornstudsearch car on the way here."
 Carol shrugged. "Again, it here depends. For most people, a couple of times a week is a good pornstudsearch idea for pornstudsearch a new trigger pornstudsearch. Once it's been well established, you can probably ease off a little without losing much effectiveness - say, down to once pornstudsearch a week, and then maybe pornstudsearch twice a month. Everyone is different pornstudsearch, circumstances change, so there's no hard and fast rule. Trial and error will tell you what works for you.
 "And while you're listening quietly to the sound of pornstudsearch my voice," Meg continued, "it may be that you 'll realize you've forgotten to think about your breathing. But that pornstudsearch's pornstudsearch all pornstudsearch right pornstudsearch, you can pornstudsearch just simply start thinking about your breathing again while you pornstudsearch're listening quietly to the sound pornstudsearch of my voice and what I pornstudsearch'm saying to you here. In psychology, there's a rule called seven plus or pornstudsearch minus two. That pornstudsearch means that most people can think of pornstudsearch seven things at once, plus pornstudsearch or minus two. So you should be able to think of at least five things all at the same time: the sound of my pornstudsearch voice, the steadiness of your breathing, the weight of your head against the pillow, and how you might look from the outside as you relax. That's four things, so you can pornstudsearch think of all four of those pornstudsearch things while at the same time you remember the sound of the music Carol used the first pornstudsearch night when she took us all into hypnosis. Remember that strange sound that flowed through you, captivated you, and carried you off into deeper relaxation. That's five pornstudsearch things now, Patrick. And I wonder if you can think about those pornstudsearch five pornstudsearch things and then pornstudsearch, at the pornstudsearch same time, notice the way your feet feel on the extra mat underneath them, and perhaps how your arms feel resting against the here floor. That pornstudsearch's seven pornstudsearch things now, darling: the sound of my voice, the weight of your head against the pillow, the music Carol played the first night, the way you look while you're relaxing, and your breathing, and your arms, and your feet on the mat. I wonder if you can now add an eighth thing into all of that. I wonder pornstudsearch if your mind is powerful enough to think of seven plus one things, adding in, perhaps, an pornstudsearch awareness of the temperature of the room, and then just testing to see whether you can add yet another pornstudsearch input to your senses, so that pornstudsearch you're thinking of nine things all at once, thinking pornstudsearch about all those eight inputs to pornstudsearch your senses and then maybe adding an awareness pornstudsearch of the way your eyes feel while pornstudsearch you're thinking about all those other things: the weight of your head, your breathing, the music pornstudsearch, how you look from the outside, the pornstudsearch temperature, your feet, your arms pornstudsearch, the sound of my pornstudsearch voice, and how your eyes feel pornstudsearch..."
 "Lights out, darling pornstudsearch..."
 Meg came up and hugged me tightly, which brought another here round of applause from the group. Under cover of that sound, she pornstudsearch whispered a quick message into my ear: "I pornstudsearch'll pornstudsearch get you back, my love here. Count pornstudsearch on it." I could see the wheels pornstudsearch turning when I looked into her face a moment later.
 I came to pornstudsearch in more or less the same pornstudsearch position, lying on my back on pornstudsearch the floor. From the various groans and muted voices around, I could tell that my classmates were trying out their suggestions. I rose up pornstudsearch and looked around.
 Tamika had her pornstudsearch man lying on his back and was pornstudsearch rubbing his smooth, bald head with her hands. He was reacting as if she was actually stroking his cock - his hips were gyrating pornstudsearch up and down, and I pornstudsearch could see the bulge pornstudsearch like a tent pole pushing against the pornstudsearch front of his sweat pants. Pam pornstudsearch's companion had a pornstudsearch hand inside pornstudsearch his shorts and was clearly pumping himself while she watched , a satisfied look on her face . The other two guys were also sporting major wood, it seemed.
 Meg got us on pornstudsearch the road quickly. "Have I stewed pornstudsearch long pornstudsearch enough yet pornstudsearch?" I asked, wondering what she had pornstudsearch in store for me.
 I held out as long as pornstudsearch I thought I could, reveling in the exquisite pornstudsearch feelings. Then I felt pornstudsearch the telltale pressure in my groin and knew that I was close to coming in my pants. "Better stop now, honey," I pornstudsearch said pornstudsearch, "or this will be over pornstudsearch before we even get home."
 "There's no pornstudsearch danger of that," she pornstudsearch said, and fell silent for a while.
 The trip was taking forever. The sensation in my genitals kept getting stronger, taking me further and further into pornstudsearch a sexual frenzy pornstudsearch, and I was starting to lose the pornstudsearch ability to think clearly. "Come on pornstudsearch, Meg," I pornstudsearch pleaded, "You've gotta stop this. I'm gonna pornstudsearch cum in my pants here any second."
 "Incidentally, I've got a few stops to pornstudsearch make on the way..."
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