R/erotichypnosis Novels & Stories

“Why are you here?” Xaphan’s voice was a low rumble, like stone grinding against stone. “I am… desensitized. I have known every pleasure forged in fire and fantasy. They are ashes on my tongue. I want to feel what a mortal feels. I want the pleasure that comes from this.” He gestured vaguely at his own temporary, human-shaped body. “The messy, finite kind.” The program, “Somatic Reconnection and Human Intimacy,” was his last resort. It was not for addicts, but for those disconnected from their own senses. It was, perversely, the perfect cover for an incubus in withdrawal.

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.

The couch creaked under us and I felt the heavy bulge of his cock press right against my soaked pussy through his pants, making me gasp and grind up against him on instinct. “This is still medical treatment, Sophia,” he said, his voice low and strained but trying to sound clinical as he looked straight into my eyes. “Everything we do here is to retrain your nervous system and bring your hyper-arousal under control. Do you understand that? I am only doing what your body clearly requires.” I nodded fast, my chest heaving under him while my hands grabbed at his white coat and my hips rolled up again, rubbing my dripping cunt against the hard ridge in his pants.

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“Then earn it.” I grab Echo’s phone, hit record again. This one is close-up of my fingers sliding back between my legs, circling, teasing. Click. Sent. Another one: me biting my lip, moaning his name—“Echo…”—soft enough they think it’s for them. Sent. TipMaster420: $100 – let me join the stream I smirk, spreading my thighs wider. “Join me? Mmm… my friend is a little…” I pause, thrusting two fingers deep, hips bucking, “…territorial. But he’s not here. So maybe.”

I turned on the tap and poured water onto my face, ending all lustful hallucinations. I turned on the shower, washing up my body and I felt a shiver down my spine when my fingers slipped past my nipples. I began washing off every wetness from thighs and pussy. Flashes of Jack’s cock keep flooding into my head, so I rinsed off my body and used my finger to circle my tits. Then I rubbed my pussy gently, rubbing my clit as I felt the sensation spread out through my body. I shoved one finger into my cunt gently. Then I used two fingers circling my clit, then faster, my hips rocking up my hands.

I bet it would only be a few minutes before she started panting the way she always did before she started screaming my name. I already could to imagine as she it would be beautiful of that angle. And it would be so easy to move her back so that her pulsing pussy was on top of my cock. My hands unconsciously squeezed his hips, preparing to give him another orgasm. “ Vidar?” Rarity asked me, her calm voice snapping me out of it. any hypnosis induced for the lust in what I he was. Jesus Christ, I was going crazy. My eyes fixed on hers. My wolf was clawing at the walls of my subconscious, snorting and growling with impatience and anger.

I grunted as I filled her body with one smooth thrust. "Yes!" Hycinth gasped, spine arching, her eyes rolling back into her head. Rolling my hips, I surged forward with powerful controlled movements, hitting that spot deep within her sex that made her cry out. Hycinth clenched around me. I stared in awe at the picture she made beneath me-jaw slack, pert lips slightly apart, eyes closed, breasts jiggling in the moonlight. Fuck... "So beautiful..." I growled and leaned down to kiss her. Hycinth returned the kiss fervently, licking into my mouth.

The hidden earpiece he put in my ear played his voice on, reinforcing the mantra. At home, the real reprogramming intensified. He strapped me to the bed for hypnosis sessions. “Look at the spiral, Elena. Deeper. Your old self is fading. You are my puppet. Your thoughts are mine.” His voice guided me under while he fucked me slowly, pumping load after load into my pussy and making me hold it in. “Swallow every drop, sister. Constant cum-feeding rewires you.”

The chat began to scroll at a dizzying speed, a blur of usernames and thirsty comments. “God, look at those thighs,” one user wrote. “Show us the goods, Caramel!” another demanded. I leaned back in my chair, arching my spine so my chest pushed forward, the latex straining. I let out a soft, breathy moan, the sound amplified by my high-end mic. "Hello, boys," I purred, my voice dropping an octave into a sultry, bedroom rasp. "Who's feeling sick tonight? Who needs a little... private examination?"