The Hypnotist Pt. 01

The Hypnotist- Part 1

Author Note: Here is a little taste of a new story to help fill the time before I ramp up the printing press to extend existing stories...

It had been a long tiring day at the all-inclusive oceanfront beach resort. Michelle had gotten too much sun and had imbibed more than her fair share of alcoholic beverages. She had insisted on making the short walk up the beach to the closest bar ordering drinks for her husband and their family members who were with them.

Truth be told it gave her the chance to show off her amazing body in her new red bikini -- a body she was very proud of. She beamed at the stares and wolf whistles of men of all ages many of whom paid the price when caught by wives or girlfriends. She could feel her nipples harden and pussy swell and moisten at the attention. While she would never have willingly acted on any of the overt attention it confirmed her suspicions that she still had it at thirty-two years of age.

It was the early morning hours when she awoke suddenly. Her attention turned to the alarm clock alongside the bed. It read "2:00am". She quietly rolled out of bed knowing it was important not to wake her husband who was softly snoring. She moved to the bathroom, closed the door and turned on the light. She removed all of her clothes -- pyjamas and panties -- and reached into the closet for a resort bathrobe which she put on tying the chord at her waist tightly. She looked at herself in the mirror, rinsed her face in warm water and brushed her thick shoulder-length blonde hair. Lastly she bent down and put on a pair of throw-away slippers provided by the resort.

She turned off the light and walked back into the bedroom. She stared down at her husband. He was fast asleep. She turned to the door to the room slid a room key card in the pocket of the bath robe and walked out into the deserted hallway. At first she stood there uncertain what to do. A full minute passed before she began to move as if on a GPS tracker. She moved quietly through the resort stopping and ducking out of sight at the sound of nearby voices then moving again as the sounds receded. Finally she stood before a door marked 842. The door was wedged open an inch by the open deadbolt that prevented the door from closing. She pushed the door open and walked in. She turned back to the door disengaged the deadbolt and closed the door hearing the lock click in place.

She stood in a short hallway in the dark.

"Here!" a male voice out of view said.

She moved towards the voice which called out again at the end of the hallway. She turned left and came face to face with a heavy-set black man sitting naked in a leather chair with a sizable heavy erection bobbing side to side.

Her instincts immediately kicked in telling her to run but as those thoughts were developing they were crushed by something else. Instead of turning and running she smiled, untied the bath robe sash and removed the robe letting it fall to the floor behind her.

"Fuck me!" the man said, "those tits are better than what I expected. Have a seat Michelle," he said patting his lap.

The last thing Michelle remembered was straddling the strange man, feeling an intense pressure between her legs and a smooth wet bouncing on the lap ride and rhythm as something bumped the deepest part of her with an explosion of intense pleasure that radiated throughout her body from the tips of her toes to the tips of her nipples and fingers. She felt a sense of surrendering to a sensuous warm wetness that blossomed from her left nipple as it disappeared into the mouth of the stranger.

"Worth every fucking dollar!" the man exclaimed as the couple began to thrust against each other.

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Some time later she felt someone shaking her. She tried to shoo away the annoying hand but to no avail.

"Time to get some breakfast sleepyhead," said her husband.

"What..." she replied stretching her arms wide overhead.

Her husband stared down at her doing a double-take, lust in his eyes.

"Wow!" he said watching his wife's large naked breasts stretch invitingly before him. He had never seen her like that.

"On second thought breakfast can wait," her husband said starting to unbuckle his pants.

"Whoa... whoa there tiger," she said covering herself with the sheets. She could have sworn she had worn pyjamas. As the sheets brushed her breasts she felt a shiver as her nipples seemed to be hyper-sensitive. She looked at her husband accusingly.

"Did you molest me last night while I was sleeping?" she asked.

"I would have loved to sweety but I had way too much to drink remember. Why?"

"Oh nothing," she answered trying to think of why her breasts and nipples were so tender. As her husband left the room she reached down between her legs noticing that she was completely naked. "What the hell!" she thought feeling her pussy which also felt incredibly tender and somewhat swollen. For a moment she thought she had masturbated during the early morning hours. While it wouldn't have been the first time it was still a rarity for her. "That must be it!" she thought embarrassed. She hadn't masturbated in years. She wondered what had brought that on. Maybe it was all the attention she had gotten at the pool the previous day.

Her husband called out to her that he would grab them a table at the restaurant, a one-minute walk from their resort room.

"I'll be along in a few minutes," she shouted out as her husband left.

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Michelle's husband Gerry walked up to the restaurant.

"Fuck!" he said under his breath noting the long line of waiting customers.

"Yah got that right," said a voice behind him.

Gerry turned to the man behind him.

"Should have gotten here earlier," he said.

"Yah me too!" Gerry replied.

The man held out his hand. "Marvin's the name," he said with a huge smile. Marvin was a large overweight black man that Gerry figured was in his mid to late forties.

Gerry shook his hand, "Gerry!" he said.

"So what kept you from coming earlier Gerry?" Marvin asked.

"Late night!" Gerry answered.

Marvins' face lit up with a knowing smile. "The death of all healthy males," he added laughing.

Gerry was going to correct him but left it alone. Once Marvin got a look at his wife he would definitely be elevated in the eyes of his new acquaintance.

"How about you?" Gerry asked.

"Oh yah... big time!" he began. "I hooked up with this real beauty last night. The set of tits on her," he added whispering, "she was an animal once we connected. You know what I mean?"

Gerry smiled nodding.

"Oh there you are," a feminine voice said as Michelle moved alongside her husband.

"Michelle," Gerry began, "this is our new resort buddy Marvin."

Marvin had been distracted his eyes following the swaying ass of a young woman when he turned back around. When his eyes fell on Michelle his jaw dropped. No! It couldn't be he thought knowing that there were over a thousand guests at the resort. He swallowed hard and held out his hand.

Michelle looked into his eyes and she suddenly felt weak kneed. She felt her nipples harden and her pussy moisten and begin to open.

"Are you okay?" Gerry asked seeing her reaction thinking she was getting sick.

"No I'm fine sweety," she said shaking Marvin's hand.

"Table for the Wilkinson's!" a voice cried out.

"Well that's us Marvin," Gerry began to say, then added, "do you want to join us."

"No thanks Gerry. I'm waiting for some friends, but thanks."

As they walked away Gerry and Michelle both said, "nice meeting you Marvin!"

Fuck me that wasn't supposed to happen Marvin thought. The rules were strict. Someone must have screwed up but he wasn't about to let any of the others know. No he decided best to keep this under wraps.

Marvin moved out of line and watched the couple move inside the restaurant to a table. He stared hungrily at Michelle's swaying ass in a tight pair of shorts. He eagerly opened his phone and began sorting through his photos. He paused on the one he had been looking for staring hungrily at a picture of Michelle Wilkenson naked on his bed on her hands and knees, perfect full hard nippled breasts hanging down invitingly with the most beautiful ass he had seen in a long time filling the little screen.

He knew that he wasn't supposed to be taking any photos either but he couldn't help himself. He wanted to remember every curve of her. He had used up every minute of his allotted time and fucked her in a half dozen different positions. His mind kept replaying his time with her. She had screamed out one orgasm after another clenching his large erection with powerful pussy muscles each time threatening to overwhelm him but he had ridden her and ridden her hard likely harder than she had ever been fucked before. Marvin hung in there even though she almost bucked him off her a few times but he endured wanting nothing more than to fuck her as thoroughly as he could. The contortions in her face inflamed him and she tested his endurance like never before but he managed to fuck her through each orgasm until he couldn't take it any longer dumping a sizable load into her that drained him completely.

When she regained her breathing underneath him with legs splayed wide he felt her shift her body struggling to get up. Marvin moved off of her letting her get to her feet. He watched her head into his bathroom turning on the shower. He was tempted to join her and take her again but the rules were crystal clear -- she was to be left alone as she washed away the evidence of what had transpired. Besides Marvin knew that he wouldn't be ready again for quite some time. It had been an immensely enjoyable experience but an exhausting one -- she had been near insatiable. Hr promised himself to start working out more often.

Ten minutes later he heard the hair dryer turn on. He walked to the bathroom door and peered in admiring her beauty oblivious to what she had done with a man that was not her husband. His gaze shifted to her hand which bore her wedding ring. He felt bad and excited at the same time.

He wanted her again and again but the rules were clear -- one time per customer. Marvin had participated in the resort arrangements for a few years but this was by far the best he ever had. He wondered if he could buy the time of one of the others. He was doubtful. The others already knew of this year's star attraction -- news spreads fast.

Suddenly the hair dryer shut off and for a second they stared at each other. He watched her gaze drift past him and before he knew it she was gone on her way back to her own room.

End of Part 1...