Hypnotic Hannah (4 page)

My mind wandered to Marina’s nasty fantasies. The shocking new ideas running around her mind told me my hypnosis had worked wonderfully. Regular Marina would never entertain those thoughts for so long around people. I wondered if she’d ask for those secret fantasies to be acted out. Would four men be enough for her?

Action in real life tore me from the mental play. I hated when I got wrapped up in the minds of others so much that life seemed to pass me by, even if it only was for a few moments of hot sex. That proved the hardest. The sexual thrill in my own mind and body challenged me more than enjoying vicariously. But nothing blotted out my powers, so railing against them did no good.

I watched as Roger stood and moved in front of the swinging Joel. The motion was short; Bill didn’t want to lose penetration. Roger shocked much of the room as he moved closer and aimed his cock at Joel’s mouth.

Marina let out a quivering moan as she watched Joel suck Roger’s hard cock all the way down his throat. The feel of Joel, his intense pleasure of being fucked at both ends, hit me hard. He was truly in the moment and overwhelmed by it. His hands cupped Roger’s ass as Joel pulled and pushed to keep the pace between the men constant.

“Do you fuck and suck guys, too?” Marina asked.

She had never been known for good timing, but the men never lost a stroke. Roger actually smiled. “You can do girls and guys; so can I.”

My eyes darted to Grant. His cock was still hard and his clothes still half on. I walked to him and unbuttoned his shirt as he stared at me. “Don’t you need to get out of these and join our friends?”

When I reached for his cock, his hand caught my wrist with a firm grip. “Marina needs you more right now. I’m enjoying the show. Go play.” He let go of me and stepped to one side so he could see the swing.

His mind still seemed fogged to me. Dark and powerful fantasies rippled out of my reach. He always had a disciplined mind, but I read him. Now it seemed his thoughts had been locked down. I wanted to crack him, explore his deeper desires and his hidden thoughts. A true challenge was so rare for me. I’d win out eventually, but for now, Marina would work.

I opened another large chest set along one wall. Bill’s mind told me it held toys. Since no real cocks were available to me at the moment, a fake one would serve.

The selection impressed me, everything from butt plugs to large dildos that would stretch the limits of pleasure and push to pain. I poked around and found just the thing, a double-sided dildo over a foot long, not too big and not too small around.

I approached Marina on the table and sat facing her as I ran the toy over her body. She turned from the show slowly. Her eyes widened as she spied the toy.

“Hannah, you’re just fun.” Marina flipped onto her back and let her legs fall open on either side of the table. She leaned back far enough so she could see the three men at play and be exposed to any pleasure.

Her hand reached down, pulled one end of the toy to her pussy, and rubbed it all over. Lube didn’t seem to be an issue for us. I watched her slide the dildo into her wet pussy, inch by lovely inch, until she was full.

I moved in, mirroring her posture but facing her so I could see the others and her. Marina watched the men while she tugged at her nipples. I eased the soft rubber into her. I felt Grant’s eyes on me but didn’t return the gaze. He’d rejected me again, and I had no intention of begging.

When I’d taken as much of the double dildo as I could, there remained only three inches between my pussy and Marina’s. I pushed once and watched her body shake in response. I’d never done anything like this before. I owned a good collection of toys, of course, but sharing one excited me.

Marina thrust down, and I rocked back. To get off this way required some cooperation. I grabbed her hand and laced my fingers through hers. It felt more stable on the table. Her back still bowed to watch the men, so I half sat and pulled at her while our hips worked the toy we shared.

“Why isn’t Grant playing?” Marina moaned.

“Maybe he doesn’t like us?” I teased.

The three men came like a row of dominoes starting with Bill, then Joel, and finally Roger. But they weren’t done. Bill flipped Joel over and sucked his cock. To my surprise, Roger joined in, licking Joel’s balls like a pro.

Marian shuddered. She let go of one of my hands to grab the toy and impale herself harder. I felt her come as she stared at two men sucking the cock. “Grant,” she moaned.

To my surprise, he moved to Marina’s left and slid his erection between her greedy lips. Her soft moans continued as she released the toy and focused on the real thing in her mouth. I sat back and watched the scene as I stuffed the dildo deep inside of me. I hit all my favorite spots and came fast as my hips snapped on the toy.

As Marina blew Grant, I rubbed the toy, wet with my cum, over Marina’s body. I kept my eyes on Grant. His dark expression, hard body, and pulsing cock called to me. Marina would share, but Grant already made it clear. I tapped the toy over Marina’s tits as I heard Joel come. Looking over, I saw Roger sucking his reward.

Then Grant grunted fast, and before I could redirect myself, Marina swallowed and sat up, looking pleased with herself. The frustration never seemed to end for me. Regardless of whether I fucked on display or got to watch the play, I had to juggle my wants with the thoughts of others.

I felt that Grant toyed with me intentionally, and deep down, he wanted me. At least I wanted him to want me. Foolishness and ego it had to be; my pride was shameless as well. In my twenties, I had gotten any man I wanted. I knew what they wanted, so it was no challenge at all. Grant pushed me. He didn’t believe in my powers, and somehow darkened his thoughts or shielded them. If he didn’t believe in me, why bother? The man confused me. I needed to find the key to unlocking him.

Step one was to ignore him entirely and enjoy others.

* * * * *

When Grant stepped back from Marina’s pretty mouth, he finally shed his pants and boxers to reveal strong legs and clean-shaved balls. All eyes were on him. His firm ass was worthy of photography.

Marina pacified her mouth with the used toy, and lay flat on her back with a smile of utter contentment. “My friends are so sexy,” she said against the dildo.

“You’re the sexy one.” Grant ran a hand over her mussed curls.

I made my move to take some of the focus off me to torment Grant. “Yes, Marina, let’s hear your fantasy.”

She giggled. “Hannah, you can read my mind. You know them all.”

“But I want to hear them. Ask the guys to do it. They just might,” I encouraged.

Her inhibitions gone, Marina still retained her unselfish nature. “Someone else should go. I had two men, and then you.”

“Don’t forget those three went off and played on the swing without us. You deserve their attention. Fair is only fair. So tell them.”

Marina looked around as the four men drew closer to the table we sat on. Her eyes studied each of them.

“Not enough cock?” I asked. “At least let them try.”

Her eyes sparkled. “Think they’ll do it?”

I laughed. “We just need to get them hard again and tell them what to do.” I reached out to cup Roger’s balls.

“No, no touching them.” Marina pulled me away.

The details on her thoughts came clearer now as she allowed her mind to fill with the complete details. “Anything you want, Marina. We all want to give you your fantasy.”

“Tell us.” Roger moved closer.

She smiled up at him. “I want to watch you all jerk off. No girls or other guys, and no touching me until you come on me.”

“All of us?” Roger’s voice was husky with arousal.

“All four of you. I thought about it downstairs when Grant and Roger were watching. I always loved the idea. The feel of hot cum on my breasts. All my boyfriends wanted me to swallow, but not this time.”

“I may have to keep you,” Roger said seriously.

Marina grinned in return. “Now all we need is to get you guys worked up.” She crooked a finger at me.

I responded, crawling up her body and kissing her softly. Things progressed slowly as I watched the four men spread out and take positions around the head of the bed, only a step or two away from being right on top of her.

Cocks in hand, they watched us as Marina watched them. Each man had his own technique. I’d never thought of this as arousing, but seeing them control their pace and drag it out or tug at their balls to vary the pleasure made me feel connected to them. Kissing my way down Marina’s neck, I heard a few guttural noises from the men. I licked her breasts until her nipples stood for them.

“Lower,” Roger said.

I looked up to Marina. This wasn’t a show where the men got to call the shots.

“Lower,” she whispered into my hair.

Half off the table, I leaned down and ate her wet pussy. It was still aroused from the dildo play or freshly juiced from her fantasy of men in action, and I didn’t care. Her sweet cunt needed more relief. I wanted to be a part of Marina letting go and getting what she wanted.

The sexual energy surged through all of us as the stroking hands worked faster and steadier. I tongued her clit, finding a spot that made her arch. Slowly I hit it again and again.

“I want them to come first,” she panted.

I backed off, teasing her inner folds with varied patterns.

“Ready for that?” Bill moved closer, holding his shaft tight and squeezing hard to push himself over.

Marina lifted her breasts as Bill groaned and sprayed little droplets all over her chest and neck. I sucked her clit for a split second then backed off to keep her on the edge of coming.

“Do we get to lick it off you?” Joel’s voice shook as he stepped closer.

“Come on me first and you’ll find out.” She watched him.

Joel jerked harder on his cock and held the tip almost pinched as he directed a stream of milky fluid over her left breast. His cum glistening against her dark nipple made me wet as I longed to lick it off.

“I think he’s played this game before.” I pinched her clit, and Marina’s hips lifted.

Marina’s eyes darted to the other two men. Grant and Roger seemed locked in a battle of wills to outlast each other and put the final mark on Marina’s lovely body. I tongued her clit to the edge of orgasm and then moved my mouth off her pussy completely.

The moan of frustration was hard to pinpoint, but I leaned up and rubbed my breast on her hot pussy. My arousal level rose another notch with her juices clinging to me. I changed to rub her clit with my other breast and exposed the sticky one to the room. My nipple tightened deliciously against the cooler air.

Marina lifted to get more contact. I kept the pressure on and rotated one way, and then the other. I kept my eyes on Grant. His hard expression hadn’t changed, but he jerked his cock to fulfill Marina’s fantasy.

I stared at him, taking in every detail from the muscles in his chest to the way his bare balls bounced. His long and thick cock curved just slightly, the perfect way. I longed to ride it and suck it. I knew I wanted it simply because he’d denied me repeatedly. I craved him more, but it changed nothing.

Sitting up, I fingered Marina’s pussy to let her clit rest as the men continued their standoff. I looked to Grant again; I wanted him to come next. I wanted to watch his face when he came, and taste his cum on Marina, if she’d let me.

Grant’s eyes refused to meet mine but were fixed on my breasts slick with Marina’s juices. I fingered Marina harder so my breasts bounced with the effort. Grant refused to admit he wanted me. Perhaps he got off on denying himself until the last possible second, enjoying the test of how long he could endure. All I wanted was to drive him to give in and come.

I shifted my gaze to his cock, pumping in his large fist. “Who’ll be next, Marina?” I asked innocently as I fingered her slower and deeper.

A short stream of curses spewed from Grant as he moved in and gripped the base of his cock. It shot a thick stream that landed diagonally across Marina’s belly, and dipped into her belly button so perfectly, I wanted to lick it clean.

“One more,” Marina moaned. “Roger, please don’t make me wait.”

I grinned at Grant as I leaned back down and lapped at Marina’s clit to find that special spot again. Her hips shook, and I knew I had it. I drove her closer and closer, but tried to keep her off balance until Roger was ready.

Finally he stepped forward fast and grunted as he jerked over her breasts. One short spurt of cum landed, and I licked her clit faster. Her hips jerked. Marina cried out as Roger sprayed a second stream on her.

The room fell silent except for panting from Marina and Roger. The triumphant grin on his face told the tale. Marina sounded almost as happy as she inspected the deposit of her male admirers. Most women preferred jewels; Marina wasn’t most women.

Of course, deep down, most women might enjoy a similar sort of display with no work on their part. Having men want them so much, and watching them jerk off for her. I found it temptingly sexy. Most women likely never had the courage to ask for it.

“Thanks.” Marina glanced down at her body. Even with four men, the layer of cum didn’t coat her breasts.

“Now what?” Roger asked.

Marina pulled me up. I paused to dip my tongue into her belly button and taste Grant’s forbidden cum. She groaned at me, and tugged until we pressed breast to breast. I leaned in and enjoyed the slick feel between us.

Then the sharp sting on my ass startled me.

Chapter Four

The warmth thudded through my body as I looked back. Grant stood over me, his large hand still pressed to my rear.

Everyone in the room stared at us, the sexual hum broken. I tried to slip into Grant’s mind, but his dark thoughts blocked me. The only thing I could read was, “Obey.”

The way he’d been acting convinced me Grant had not been hypnotized. Now he seemed very intent on his own needs.

Without warning, his hand lifted and smacked down with more force than the first time. My legs quivered as a current of heat shot through me. No one had ever pulled the dominant kink on me before, and if Grant wasn’t hypnotized, this could be his idea of a big joke. Or it was the darker side I always sensed in him.