The Hypnotist -- Part 7
Note: This is a purely fictional story where all characters are eighteen years of age or older.
Gerry watched anxiously knowing that the way the masked stranger talked to him that he was definitely not going to enjoy what was about to happen next. Without warning the stranger's masked face filled the screen as if he were inches from the camera lens.
"I want this next scene to be a big surprise," he said, "so bear with me Gerry. I'll be back in a few minutes...stay tuned!" he added laughing as the screen went black.
"FUCK!!!" Gerry screamed into the room. He sat there for a minute trying to process what was his wife had done and was about to do. He couldn't figure any situation where she would act like she had. Something was up and he intended to get to the bottom of it if it was the very last thing he did.
"Fuck! What am I thinking," he chastised himself, "call for help you moron!" suddenly realizing that his phone was working.
He started to dial the front desk but after typing in the number and pressing call nothing happened. He immediately noticed that there were no bars -- no service available...again... "You've got to be kidding me! How the fuck is that possible!"
Suddenly the camera was back on and he sat down on the bed staring into the masked stranger's face.
"You ready Gerry?"
"Do I have a fucking choice," he answered.
"Of course you do Gerry. If you don't want to see how your wife delivers her punishment to you then just turn off your phone and she will likely see you later on. It won't change what's about to happen...but... she might be a bit upset that you ignored her."
Who was this asshole Gerry thought and how the hell does he have so much say in what my wife does or doesn't do?
But then William interrupted him with a countdown, 3...2...1...Ta Da!" he shouted moving away from the camera revealing two naked female bodies on the bed. It looked like they were in a wrestling match with all the grunting and squealing noises they were making. Gerry quickly realized that they were locked in the female version of a sixty-nine with their bent legs pressed against each other's heads as their mouths ravenously attacked each other's vulvas. Gerry thought they looked like a curled up ball of a hedgehog.
The stranger's face again blocked the camera.
Fucking get out the way Gerry wanted to say.
"The first one to cum loses," he announced, "and the winner gets this first," he added stroking his enormous cock.
"YOU BASTARD!!!" Gerry yelled.
William again disabled Gerry's voice adding a tsk-tsk with a waving finger.
Gerry felt like he was going to explode but instead the explosion came from his wife who temporarily broke the connection with the brunette's pussy. He watched as Michelle threw her head back screaming tensing all her muscles -- her legs pressing the brunette's face against her erupting pussy. His wife's climax seemed to spur the brunette on as she doubled her efforts bringing his wife to a second more intense orgasm. Gerry listened to her scream in pure ecstasy a sound he had never heard from her.
"We have a winner!" said the stranger proudly.
Turning to the camera the stranger continued, "doesn't that set your heart, and other things, to a pounding?" he laughed.
"These two have become my absolute favourites Gerry and you can understand why can't you? Few men could handle each of them separately let alone both of them at the same time but I'm going to give it the old college try!"
"I bet you that I can do much better than you ever could," he said taunting the young husband. William loved taunting the husbands and boyfriends of these beautiful women. Underlying it all was the strongly-held belief that women as beautiful as these two should not be able to take themselves off the market.
"Let's put it to the test shall we?" he said smirking.
Gerry watched as he slowly broke the two women apart taking his time caressing each of their bodies -- their faces and pussies were soaking wet, their breasts heaving with hardened nipple tips. He commanded both of them to wash up and then to return to the bedroom.
Gerry stared at the cock hardening ass of his wife and the incredible body of the brunette as they left the room.
"Quite a sight, eh Gerry?"
"You know I just had a great idea! Why don't I set you up with Marilyn's husband. She's the gorgeous brunette by the way. Her husband is kind of like you Gerry -- totally oblivious! While you and Marilyn's husband play golf or some other nonsense I can arrange to entertain the wives. I can't guarantee that they will be walking straight afterwards, and they may be a bit sore if you know what I mean, but at least they'll be happy Gerry. I mean, after all, isn't that what we all want -- to make sure the wives are happy," he added laughing.
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Gerry felt his blood pressure skyrocketing. He canvassed the room trying desperately to figure a way out but then it dawned on him that he had been set-up. Even if he found a way out he had no idea where in the enormous resort his wife was. What Gerry didn't realize was that resort security had been assigned to watch the room and had been instructed to detain him if he managed to get out before a certain time.
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"Ahhh...there they are..." he announced as the two women strode into the room stark naked. He ordered them onto the bed on their hands and knees with their toes hanging off the edge of the bed. William repositioned the camera to improve Gerry's view. The two women's shapely rounded asses were facing the camera and their knees more than shoulder-length apart revealing the slight outward pull of their vaginal folds and openings which tantalizingly beckoned.
