The Hypnotist Pt 03

Note: This is a fictional story with all individuals eighteen years of age or older.

An hour later Michelle and Gerry had staked out a couple of poolside lounge chairs alongside the luxury pool and again Michelle found herself with the lion's share of attention from many of the men. When she strolled up to the bar to order a few drinks she found herself crowded with men eagerly rubbing up against her offering to jokingly pay for the drinks which was ridiculous considering it was an all-inclusive resort. The men were intent to get a closer look at the beautiful sexy blonde but moved back when Gerry made an appearance. The sightseers knew he was the lucky husband.

On this particular day Michelle had been getting serious attention from a relative newcomer. Yuri Popanov, a twenty-four-year-old Russian immigrant who sat alongside the pool admiring her as if trying to memorize every inch of her stunning body but to Yuri there was much more to his surreptitious gaze. Yuri, a diminutive man at only five foot five, lean with dark hair and eyes, exuded confidence. He was one of a handful of elite members of the club and was next in line to have some scheduled time with Mrs. Wilkensen -- ninety minutes to be exact. He couldn't wait to fulfil his darkest fantasies with the gorgeous wife as he watched her parade her sexy body around the pool going for frequent walks as if to taunt everyone with her perfection. Yuri did not understand how her husband tolerated such behavior. Westerners are soft he thought.

Yuri watched the voluptuous woman carrying two drinks heading in his direction. Her husband had wandered off to the nearest washroom leaving her unguarded. She would pass within a few feet of him. When she was even with his poolside chair he spoke up, "Lovely day isn't it?"

She stopped and looked down at the handsome young man as if to say, "are you talking to me?"

"I do apologize if you have taken offence Ms..."

"It's Mrs. and I generally do not speak to strange men," she said politely but firmly.

"Yet here you are doing just that!" he said with an air of superiority.

"...but it is a beautiful day and we are fortunate to be in such a lovely place!" she said.

"...and you make that beauty all the more wonderful," he added looking into her eyes.

Michelle blushed and thanked him for the compliment and moved on.

"My name is Yuri," he said matter-of-factly as she wondered off.

He watched her leave picturing what she would look like naked.

Michelle had, over the years, learned not to be too quick to give any men details about her including her name and marital status so she just smiled ignoring the attempt at an introduction and walked on swishing her hips temptingly drawing further attention.

Yuri was not pleased how quickly she had dismissed him. He vowed to make her pay for that little slight later. He grinned to himself. He was looking forward to really getting to know her now. He looked at his watch calculating it would be between twelve and thirteen hours by his estimation before he and Michelle became intimately acquainted. He hardened as he watched her swaying buttocks recede quietly letting every male in the vicinity know, with a flash of her inconsequential wedding ring, that she was not available for anyone but her husband. We'll see about that!" Yuri thought. Yuri had had an opportunity to see the hypnotist private show a few days earlier which starred the beautiful wife and her husband. He would not soon forget what the hypnotist had made her do for a very small audience.

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That evening Michelle and Gerry ate a meal suited for a king at the resort seafood restaurant. With a full ten days remaining in their stay they took advantage of the free wine and downed two bottles between them. Following supper they took a leisurely stroll along the beach stopping a few times to just hold each other their gaze locked on the gorgeous horizon.

"You ready to head back up to the room?" Michelle asked with that sultry tone of voice that she used when she was horny.

Gerry leaned in and kissed her as passionately as he had ever kissed her.

"Mmmmm...that was nice Gerry. I can't wait for more..."

"Neither can I beautiful," he added embracing her in a full body hug.

She felt his erection pressing against her and rolled her hips at him.

"We better head back," he said, "before things get out of hand," he added reaching around and grabbing her ass.

"Oh Gerry..." she moaned feeling a gush of lubricant readying her.

"We wouldn't want that now would we," she said teasingly rubbing his erection with the back of her right hand.

When they got back to the room it was almost 11:00pm.

Every night before bedtime the couple enjoyed a nightcap from their in-room bar.

Gerry went into the bathroom to clean up and brush his teeth.

"I'll pour you a scotch," she yelled to him.

"On the rocks," he said.

"On the rocks it is," she said with a giggle but suddenly she froze and retrieved her purse reached in and pulled out a small packet from the bottom. She quickly tore it open and poured the contents into her husband's drink. She mixed it with a stir stick from the bar until there was no sign of anything out of sorts. She then poured herself a vodka on the rocks.

She felt a hand on her ass as her husband came up behind her with only a towel wrapped around him. The head of his penis peaked out as if checking to see if there was any pussy in sight. She playfully poked a finger at the spongy head, "you have to wait until I take a quick shower," she said to it as if it were a person, "I'm full of sand and salt from the ocean breeze."

"A toast to us!" she announced handing him the scotch and clinking glasses as they downed half of the contents. "Damm that's good," he said.

"I can think of something that's even better than that," she added.

"I'm counting on it!" he said anxiously, "just hurry up and get cleaned up. I'll be patiently waiting."

They pressed their lips together with a silent promise of things to come.

"Now off you go," Gerry said slapping her on the ass as she passed him.

"Ohhh...I'm liking this side of you..." she said wiggling her hips.

Gerry felt like he was the luckiest man in the world to have found his soulmate. He finished the drink and was about to pour himself another when he was hit by a wave of nausea.

"Fuck," he thought, "better lie down for a minute or two."

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Michelle finishing cleaning up and was prodding her husband ten minutes later.

"Gerry, Gerry," she yelled realizing that he must have had too much to drink. She had donned her blue lace teddy and had psyched herself up for a night of passion. That's when the alarm clock struck midnight.

She stood there wondering where she was and what she had been thinking but it was a complete blank. She stiffened ignoring her drugged husband and walked back into the bathroom. She stood before the mirror and pulled the diaphanous material of the negligee over her head letting it drop to the floor. She looked around until she found what she was looking for. She picked up her red bikini and put it back on pulling the top as low as she could to reveal the top of each aureole. She then reached down and pried the strip covering her pussy aside until her thick pussy lips were visible although squeezed obscenely by the material. She trailed a finger through the bare flesh of her vulva and shuddered before putting the finger in her mouth. She turned off the bathroom light and walked back into the bedroom zeroing in on the door. She unlatched the deadbolt opened the door then turned the deadbolt preventing the door from closing completely. Satisfied she walked back to the king size bed and pulled the towel from her husband who lay sprawled on his back naked. She moved to the foot of the bed and sat waiting.

A few minutes later the door pushed open and a shadow moved into the room after ensuring that the door was properly closed and locked.

Yuri Popanov stood a few feet from her trying his best to keep calm as he took in her near nakedness. After watching her parade teasingly around the pool in her red bikini he insisted that she wear it on this special occasion. Dropping to his knees he was eye to eye with her. He leaned in and kissed her gently then more passionately. She returned his intensity with equal vigor.

This is going to be enjoyable he thought. He reminded himself that he had been told that the likelihood that the couple had ever engaged in oral sex was extremely low and that, from the information gathered, that she had never experienced anal sex. Yuri intended to change that.

He put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her back until she was flat on her back her legs hanging off the end of the king size bed.

Placing his hands on the inside of her knees he prodded them apart smiling at the squeezed visible pussy lips. Bending down he licked the heavy outer pussy lips savouring her taste. Her position prevented his further exploration of her intimate center. Taking a deep breath he grasped the sides of her bathing suit bottom and pulled it gently down revealing her vulva in all its detail. He felt his cock swell painfully at the sight. He had gotten a long distance look at her pussy the night of the private hypnosis show -- this was much much better. He lifted her legs to free the bikini bottom from her and threw it at her husband where it landed on his penis like a horseshoe toss. Yuri laughed.

Returning to the task at hand Yuri dove in devouring her pussy tasting every inch of her. In seconds she began to writhe and became quite vocal hardening him further. He speared his tongue into her again and again like a tiny penis, his lips moving against her lips. He felt her raise her hips and arch her back as the first orgasm tore through her. He held his tongue inside her enjoying the feeling of the muscular contractions of a very satisfied woman as the orgasm rolled through her like a passing storm. Pulling back he stared at the sight -- swollen lips, folds that glistened, an opening that begged for him and a clitoris that visibly throbbed with excitement. Unable to resist he dove back down taking the hardened clit into his mouth and easing two fingers into her. He quickly found her g-spot and relentlessly rubbed it back and forth to the sounds of pleasure emanating from the beautiful wife. He knew she was closing in on another orgasm but he wanted to prolong her pleasure and tease her for his perceived slight at the pool earlier that day.

"You like that don't you?" he asked not expecting an answer, "but there are two of us here to please," he said, "who am I to deny pleasure to another?"

He reached over to Gerry and flung the biking bottom off him. He grabbed her right hand and placed it on top of her husband's penis. She automatically began to stroke it. While ravenously eating her pussy he watched her husband's penis rocket to life stiff in her hand saturated with his slick pre-seminal fluid.

Yuri hadn't doubted that the drug administered to anyone would knock them out while keeping them sexually alert and active. He was a believer now.

"Time to pass the baton Michelle," he said, moving to his feet. He wiped his face which was covered with her lubrication and her orgasmic fluid. He inhaled deeply. He wouldn't be forgetting her fragrance any time soon. Standing up he moved her body so that she was on her hands and knees but angled her upper body so that her head was directly over her husband's erection.

Yuri was hoping that the couple had never orally explored each other. What he didn't know was that they had tried it once but found it distasteful. Secretly Gerry wished that his wife would change her mind and learn to give him blow jobs but he never pursued it with her.

"Take him in your mouth Michelle. Help him come."

A part of her protested but the thought vanished as quickly as it had entered her mind. She opened her mouth and dropped her head taking her husband's full length into her mouth at the same time that Yuri pushed his large erection deep into her. From that point on Michelle's subconscious would associate sucking cock with being fucked on her hands and knees. Over time she would become enamored with a willingness to give her husband the blow jobs he had always wanted from her.

Yuri leaned his head back his eyes tightly closed enjoying the sensations of fucking this normally untouchable woman. Taking his time Yuri drove into her slowly bottoming out with every thrust. Every few thrusts he would hold himself deep trying to push further nudging her cervical wall. She whimpered in ecstasy with each plunge into her depths with a connection that was near perfection for her. Impatiently she began to move counter to the young man pushing her ass back hard slamming against him. Yuri almost lost his balance a few times and grabbed on to her hips to prevent a disconnect. Slowly their pace increased the sensations exponentially growing. Yuri knew she was closer than he was and wanted to feel her cum -- her pussy clenching around his stiffness. He watched as the faster they moved the greater attention she paid to her husband's cock deep in her mouth. She wanted to feel the cock explode in her mouth. She needed to taste him as much as she needed the cock fucking her to fuck her as hard as possible.

She was buffeted by Yuri who had developed a steady rhythm. Each thrust into her soaked pussy pushed her head forward onto her husband's cock and when Yuri pulled back threatening to remove his glorious erection from her, her husband's cock was almost pulled out but her lips hugged the thick head preventing its escape.

Yuri wiped sweat from his forehead with his forearm as the beautiful wife fucked back on him as if it were a competition she needed to win. Yuri let her keep up the race and just stood there letting her do it all. He used his time to run his hands over the outside of her thighs, her lower back and shoulders even giving her a gentle massage as they fucked.

"Oh Goddd...Oh Goddd...Oh yeah...Oh yeah...Keep fucking me...harder...Oh yeah..."

Yuri felt her tunnel close on his hardness as she yelled out, "ohhhh I'm cumming...I'm cumming...fuck me..."

Suddenly Yuri heard yelling from another room as someone yelled out, "Yah give it to her man...fuck the living shit out of her...let her have it!"

Yuri smiled. It was sometimes nice to have an audience but then he thought about the rules -- no one was supposed to know anything -- secrecy was everything to protect the members. Yuri didn't think it would be a problem though. The couple would probably think that after having too much to drink that they had lost it and fucked each other loudly enough for everyone around them to hear. Yuri smiled as his cock bottomed into her again -- that will teach her to tease everyone with that fucking bikini. As he picked up his pace he reached to her mid-back and unhooked the bikini top.

"We're going to fuck those big tits of yours next Michelle," he said laughing. He watched her large breasts bounce back and forth as he put everything he had into fucking her slamming into her repeatedly. Her ass is going to be sore as hell tomorrow he thought.

Yuri was caught off guard as his orgasm hit spraying ropy strands of thick semen deep into her. Seconds later Gerry succumbed to his wife's newfound cock sucking skills and erupted in her mouth. Her moans were muffled by his thick sperm as she fought to swallow her husband's cum. Yuri was exhausted and pulled free from her his erection noisily popping from her.

"Fuck that was amazing Michelle," he said slapping her ass.

"Ughhh..." she groaned at the vicious slap that she seemed to have begun to enjoy.

She dropped to her stomach satiated for the moment.

Yuri looked at the clock. Don't get too sleepy on me beautiful we still have another 45 minutes.

End of Part 3