Cerita Dewasa Hipnotis Novels & Stories

The two men shared a nod and returned to Stella. They sat down on either side of her, boxing her in. Stella felt a change in the atmosphere, the air charged with sexual tension. At this point, she was so horny, she'd even fuck Uncle George just to get off. "Hypnosis can erase the pain of finding out that Richard fucked your mom. Is that something you would be interested in? It should stop the masturbation and self destructive behaviour too. Would you like to give it a go?" George explained, taking a pendant out of his pocket to prepare.

I rolled over face down and thrust my hips forward pressing the Hitachi more firmly against my pussy and finally to the underside of my clit. If you had been in the room, you would have seen me humping the bed until I came again, this time much harder. But it still wasn't enough to satisfy me. While it was an improvement, it wasn't as good as I knew it could be. At first I started fantasizing about what I would do when I received the three phone calls indicating I could free myself. Then I realized that if I stood up, I could lean against my dresser and get the Hitachi where I needed it to be. I knew I must look desperate. The idea that Mistress was quietly standing in the room watching me t

“Answer me. Nod your sweet little head and tell me I can unmask you. I can fuck you how I want. But you can’t see me.” I shake my head no. That is not what we agreed to. That is not the plan even though my body is craving to please him. I want so badly to say yes. I am so hypnotized by his voice. Okay, fair enough. How about I fuck you in the ass now?” I slam my hands against the glass as his words send me closer. “Come for me little doll.” He grips my hips slamming into me as I fall apart. Using both hands as I cover my mouth. “Fuck.” He pulls out of me as I tremble more. Turning he throws me over his shoulder and carries me to where I assume is the bedroom. Another room with floor to ceili

After remembering for the eighth time that I am the real heiress to the wealthy Fletcher family, my brothers are about to hypnotize me again for the ninth time. My three older brothers, Dustin, Dominic, and Derek Fletcher, make me draw lots to decide the role that I'm going to have to assume after I'm hypnotized. The three lots are labeled "fake heiress", "the maid's daughter", and "the impoverished student the family is sponsoring". "Draw one." I don't move a muscle. Dustin's face turns grim first. "If you still want to continue living in the Fletcher household, Autumn, then stop trying to steal Daphne's identity away from her!" Dominic frowns and says impatiently, "Can't you be more

Melia. Do people actually go for therapy when their sexual fantasies get too high? Do therapists really try to cure a woman whose mind is constantly filled with being bent over, spread open, and fucked senseless? I’d read about it online — sessions where they label it as hypersexuality, nymphomania, or “compulsive sexual behavior.” They talk about coping mechanisms, mindfulness, even medication to dull the constant ache between your legs. But how the fuck do you cure something that feels this good?

Philip's husky command sent a delicious sizzle down Troy's spine. The younger man felt himself blush when his eyes landed briefly on the wetness on his stomach. So much precum, he thought as he turned over and got on his knees as he'd been instructed. A cry left his lips when Philip dug right back in and began to eat the hell out of his arse. A wolf's tongue was known to have healing properties. An alpha's even more so. Philip's aim was to heal his mate's ravaged hole but there was a thin line between that kind of healing and exquisite pleasure.

it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe

but instead she rubbed her gigantic tits on his face, and stroked his cock at the same time. She created perfect sensual friction that caused Light to close his eyes, stand still, and let himself be pleasantly tortured. Lexi inhaled as much sexual energy as she could from Light from this action. Many centuries of practice had enlightened her on the fact that this was the quickest method to make a straight man cum. The sexual energy emanated from humans produces testosterone in Sex Demons. That was why Lexi and her husbands preferred to consume the sexual energies of attractive and freaky humans only. Where can you find those? Of course, on the dark web.

Sauna’s are apparently another fucking thing I can’t do while pregant. When they came out, Elder Frederick looked like he was going to pass out. But he drank some water and sat down on the floor. Asher joined him, sitting in front of my chair. “You can put your hands on him, that might make him more comfortable.” Elder Frederick said. I put my hands on his shoulders, as Asher sat in between my legs. “I’m going to hypnotize you now, Asher. The herbs in the sauna will make you more susceptible to it. Now follow my breathing, breathing in and out.”