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I'm sitting next to Eleanor on the sofa and stare longingly at her as she looks toward the TV. We're both quite drunk although Eleanor more so than I. it's late, around 4am and we just got back from the club, we originally planned to go back and meet everyone else at Eleanor's flat, her boyfriend and the rest of our mates had left the club around midnight leaving just the two of us to show how hardcore we were when it came to partying. Satisfied, we left the club at 3.30am when it closed and decided to walk as there were about 100 people queuing for taxi's. It was up hill most of the way and I eventually convinced Eleanor to de-tour via my place on the way so we could sit down and rest for a while before carrying on.
So here we were, and sexual thoughts were rampantly swimming through my mind. I had fantasised about making Eleanor mine so many times but never let it show and I knew that if I ever did it would be the end of us. In desperation I had read a book on hypnotism wishing that maybe it could work and I could convince her to fall in love with me.
Well now seemed like a good time to try. Her mobile phone had just died and I didn't have a charger so I knew we wouldn't be disturbed. I turned off the TV put on some chill out music and softened the lighting. Nothing unusual in that as we had spent many a night talking for hours sat as we were now. I started telling her about relaxation techniques I had read about and how I could show her how it worked and helped you feel better. She seemed a bit dubious about it but went along with me anyway.
I told her to starting with her toes relax every muscle she had one by one, slowly moving up her legs, then body, then head, to let her head fall back and rest on the sofa, to let her arms fall by her sides and feel heavy but relaxed. As she did I pretended to do the same next to her so that subconsciously she would realise this is something I had done before, relaxing her more still and letting her guard down.
I asked her to let every muscle in her face to relax, let her eve brows droop and eye lids close, to let her cheeks go slack and her mouth fall open. She was doing brilliantly and I was amazed this seemed to be working. I started repeating to her that her mind was turning completely blank, she was feeling more relaxed than ever before and my voice was the only thing she would respond to. Her eyes started to flicker and she seemed a little uncomfortable for a second then she let out a deep long breath and sunk back more into her seat. I told her to open her eyes and not to respond or flinch then rushed my hand toward her face stopping just short of hitting her. Nothing, she didn't even blink. Success.
I asked her about her. Things I'd always wanted to know but felt I couldn't ask her. If she really loved her boyfriend, if she enjoyed her life and most interestingly about her sex life. She seemed totally honest and frank but gave no emotion in her responses.
I was desperate to see her body but wanted her to make the move on me. I decided to give her some suggestions then wake her up. I told her that when she woke she would remember me helping her to relax and feel wonderful for it. I told her that she would also start to feel a little horny from it but not want to show it. That she would really need to masturbate. That she would excuse herself to the bathroom and remove her panties, put them in her bag and then return to the sofa. I instructed her to then slip her hand under the waistband of her skirt and start to slowly and quietly play with her pussy. I told her that if she was discreet enough I would not even notice, and that the more I didn't notice the more effort she could put into it. I also told her that the closer she came to cumming the more she would start to think about my dick. And about how it would look and feel. I also told her that eventually she would realise that she simply couldn't cum without seeing my dick. Without touching and tasting it.
My final instruction was that when she was on the verge of orgasm she would have to figure out and plan how she could have me, then do it. I then woke her.
She looked happy as she opened her eyes, refreshed and rejuvenated. "I knew you would enjoy it" I said and she purred and nodded in response. Already she was shifting her thighs together and squirming in her seat. We made small talk for 10 minutes as she constantly shifted her position. Eventually she got up and excused herself and went to the bathroom. She was away for only a few minutes before re-entering the room preceded by a waft of sex. She looked more at ease now although a little redder in the cheeks. As she sat back down next to me Eleanor put her hand on my thigh as she helped herself sit. She was noticeably closer to me this time. We talked a little more and I started to wonder if the hypnotism had worked or if she was playing me as she made no sexual movements. I offered her a wine and shuffled into the kitchen to sort it out, I popped the cork, grabbed two glasses and skipped back to the lounge.
When I re-entered the room I noticed a few significant changes as I looked at Eleanor. She was now sitting crossed legged and had a cushion on her lap. One hand was hidden underneath it. I also noticed a section of bra strap showing between her leg and the sofa, instantly drawing me to look at her chest, rewarded by her nipples clearly hard against her now braless top. I hurriedly sat down and poured the wine before I got hard.