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The phone rang early the next morning, while Mark was sleeping off his paper route. When Gertrude reached for it, her Mother stopped her with a look. Gertrude sighed as her Mother picked up the phone. Finally Lara handed it to her. "It's a boy, Gertrude."
"Hello?"
"Hi Gertrude."
"Mother!" Gertrude glared at her mother. She turned away and spoke softly. "Hi Gary. What happened at your end?"
"I'm grounded."
"Well of course. How long?"
"A week."
"Me too. Until Saturday. But what happened?"
"Fred said he and Dotty were so into each other they didn't check the time until after 10. He raced to the Plaza, then to your place, then he dropped off Dotty and came home. Pop took his keys, grounded him like forever. He can't go out until next year. Hey, what did you do?"
"Fred showed up and asked me what happened. So I asked him if he broke down or had an accident. He said no, he forgot about us, and I lost my temper. I knocked him down and hit him until your Dad picked me up. He's really strong."
"Yeah, he is. So're you. When Fred got up this morning both his cheeks were swollen and his entire right side was bruised and blue."
"Don't you mean black and blue?"
"He's always been black."
Gertrude gasped, then realized Gary had made a joke. She giggled, then stifled it for fear her Mother would hear. "Sorry, don't want Mom to hear me."
"That's ok. Anyway, Fred even had some scabs that bled in the shower. Mom was all over him this morning with the antiseptic and bandages. Dad always makes up wait for the morning before he swats us. When he came down for breakfast he said Fred already had his beating, and chewed his, ah, rear. I listened, and it was great."
"Your Father didn't strike me as a screamer."
"He's not. I cracked my door and stuck my head out just enough."
"Good. He deserved more."
"Aww, Gertrude. Come on. He's okay. He just made a mistake."
"I thought we could trust him and he let us down. You can forgive him. He's your brother and you love him. I don't love him so I don't have to forgive him."
Gary was amazed at how harsh she was. "You feel that strongly?"
"Yes!" Gertrude looked around, then lowered her voice again. "He ruined our date!"
"Didn't you enjoy watching the movie?"
Gertrude laughed a little. "What movie was it?"
"That's what I mean. Didn't you enjoy it?"
"Oh yes. I want to see another with you."
"Same here. So you had a good time at the movie?"
"Well, yes. Yes, I did."
"If you had a good time, then he didn't ruin our date, did he?"
"Okay, he just ruined the end. Now Mom won't trust me."
"I don't think she was mad at you. I mean, you did call before you were late, right?"
"Yeah."
"Have you asked her if you can still go out?"
"Sort of. She said I'm grounded until Saturday morning."
"There you go. If she blamed it entirely on you, you'd be grounded forever, not just a week."
"All right. But Mark can't drive. How can we go to a movie?"
"Ask your Mother to drive us?"
"Yuck!"
"Well, if I ask a friend to double again, you think your Mother will trust him?"
Gertrude collapsed. "No."
Gary had a thought. "Wait a sec. You know Brian?"
"Second trumpet?"
"Yeah. He's so straight he doesn't need a ruler for school."
Gertrude laughed. "That's not true. He's like the best trumpet player."
"I know, but personally, he's a super straight guy. He won't even drive 5 mph over the speed limit like everyone does."
"Huh. How can I convince Mom he can be trusted?"
"I dunno. Want me to see if he'll double with us? If he won't, it doesn't matter."
"Yeah. We can always have Mom drive. It won't be as much fun, but better than staying home."
Monday in school Fred was waiting outside her first class, orchestra. When Gertrude saw him she looked past him and refused to acknowledge his existence. It got her blood boiling, and in class she played off all that energy. That afternoon when Gary called her, he said Brian was willing to drive. He had a girlfriend too, and they also wanted to spend some time in a dark place where everyone ignores you. That made her happy again until her Mother vetoed the idea, insisting on driving them herself.
That held for a month, before Lara relented enough to talk with Brian's Father. Mark actually helped, claiming Brian was a prig. Gertrude knew better, but held her peace when their Mother seemed pleased with that description. That kept them happy for a while, until they were both incredibly frustrated by the makeout sessions. Brian absolutely refused to go parking with them. The only drive-in within 30 miles was X-rated, so they were stuck with movie theaters, and the limited petting. They both had bicycles, and spent some weekend days riding near her home, but her Mother was requiring them to ride by every 30 minutes.
Gertrude rode the late bus following an after school jazz band rehearsal. This bus stopped much further from home, so she did not like to take it. When she arrived, the old car that would be Mark's when he got his license was gone. So was Mark. She looked around, then heard the front door shut. Mark was there. "Where have you been?"
"Just hangin' out with Steve."
"No you haven't. You took the car. Where'd you go?"
"Gertrude, you know I can't drive yet."
"Sure you can, you just don't have a real license. If you don't tell me, I'll tell Mom."
He paled. "I didn't take it, so go ahead."
"If I tell, you'll never be able to do it again. She'll be watching the odometer. Just tell me, and she doesn't have to know."
He reddened. "Ahh, I just wanted to practice driving."
"BS. I know better. You'd never break the law just for practice." He was very red, and she made an educated guess. "You went to Marlene's, didn't you? Marcia won't let you be alone in the house anymore, so you drove over to make out."
He blushed harder.
"Aha!" Gertrude smiled. "You sly dog. Whose idea was it?"
He shrugged. "Marlene's." He looked anxious. "Are you gonna tell?"
Gertrude thought a moment. "I won't tell if you let me know in advance when you're going over."
He looked shrewdly at her. "So you can call Gary?"
"Yeah. If you're gonna be satisfied then I get to be too."
"Aww, have you been frustrated by Gary?"
"No, by Brian. He won't go parking. He's too nice a guy, says sex is for marriage."
Mark made a face.
"Yeah, that's what I say. If sex is for marriage then we wouldn't have hormones." Gertrude agreed.
"Hey, when I get my license, I'll double date with you."
"But you're going all the way. We'll just be in the way."
He grinned at her. "When Marlene gets going, she won't care. You know I don't."
Gertrude doubted that, "Better ask Marlene before you make her put on a show. She might get upset afterwards. If you warn her first, she'll still be embarrassed, but not pissed enough to cut you off."
He thought about it. "Hmm. If I warn her then she'll know it's her own fault she let it get out of hand. Yeah. Good point, sis."
Gertrude smiled in anticipation. "I have after school jazz band Monday and Thursday, but any other days let me know, okay?"
"Sure." He saw her nipples poking out, and smiled slowly. "Are you getting horny just thinking about it?" He reached out and held her breast through her shirt. When she nodded, he rubbed his thumb across the hard point.
She gasped, then glared at him. "I've had enough teasing."
His smiled widened. "I'm not teasing anymore." His other hand traced a line from her ear down her shirt edge, between her breasts.
She breathed deeply as she felt his fingers from her breast to her crotch. "You actually bought rubbers?"
He opened a button and traced the edge of her bra. When her eyes closed, he said, "See?"
She opened them again to see him holding up a foil packet. "Oooh. How did you get her to do it the first time?"
He opened another button. Now he could get his fingers under her bra, and watched her squirm, as he did not quite touch her nipple. "I did what you said."
He opened another button and reached in. The finger outside her bra touched her nipple, pushing it against the one inside.
"Ah! Oooh!" She moaned. "Tell me."
Her eyes were shut again while he played with her nipple. "We were kissing in her room. She has a narrow futon that she uses as a chair during the day. We unfold it when I'm there. She was laying on it, me on the floor next to it. I just have to tilt my head and we can kiss. I worked my way down her neck to kiss and lick her chest. While she was moaning, I removed her shirt."
Gertrude felt cool air against her back, and sighed as he licked the swell of her breast next to her bra.
"When I licked her nipple through her bra, she couldn't stay still. While she squirmed I undid her bra. She didn't care because she wanted my lips on her bare nipples."
Gertrude felt the bra loosen and pulled it off herself. "Lick my nipples. Suck them, play with them. Oh, oh, oh yes. Yes!" He was licking one nipple while tantalizing the other with his fingertips. Then he used his other hand with his mouth on one, squeezing it firmly while sucking it.
"When she was moaning again, I pulled her rear with one hand and crushed her crotch against my hard-on. I knew she felt it because she humped me like crazy."
His hands on Gertrude's shoulders, she obediently knelt, then lay down. She felt his hand on her rear inside her jeans, and she realized they were too loose. He had unfastened them without her noticing. "Did, ah! Did you unzip her jeans?"
"I didn't have to. I slipped my hand inside to fondle her ass. While I was playing with her cheeks, she unzipped them herself. I let her roll to her back again, then slid my hand around to the front."
"Was your hand!" He had squeezed her rear, and her panties, bunched up, had pressed on her clit. "Inside or outside her panties?"
"It was inside. She really likes my hand on her bare ass. When I got to the front, she was soaking wet. The back of my hand got wet just from her panties."
Gertrude lifted her hips, trying to get more pressure, but his hand traced the cloth of her panties, barely touching her pussy lips and clit. "Please! More!"
"That's what she said."
When his sister laughed, he pinched her clit through the nylon. "Aaaahhhh!" She had a small orgasm, strong enough to leave her gasping. "Oh jeez."
Mark continued. "I took her hand and put it on my chest. She got the hint and took off my shirt, and my jeans too."
Gertrude reached up and helped him remove his clothes. When his dick popped out of his shorts, she asked, "Did she take off your shorts? Did she play with your cock?"
It was his turn to gasp. Despite having come with his girlfriend an hour before, he was horny, and very, very, hard. Between recounting their first time and watching his volatile sister come, he was ready to do it again. Gertrude had more experience making him come than Marlene. She had stopped their games when she started menstruating, fearing she would get too worked up and let him come inside her. Now he realized either she had not forgotten anything or, "Have you been practicing with Gary?"
"I'm not a tease. I would never send Gary home frustrated after he made me come."
You make each other come, right in the theater?" She squeezed him hard.
"Yeah. Brian's no prude, he just won't go all the way. Before the movie starts I can smell Marylyn's pussy."
"What about yours?" She was sliding her hand up and down, stopping at the head to lightly stroke her fingernail on it.
"I'm wet before the movie starts, but I wear skirts for a reason. Gary doesn't have to expose me, so it's hard to smell me... before I come." She was playing with his precome, spreading it around the head, then licking it off. "Did she lick your cock? Did she taste you?"
He groaned loudly. "No! She just touched it a little, even when I got wet, she'd touch the tip a little, then go back to feeling. So I'd had enough." Mark pushed her back down. "I pushed her down." He fastened his mouth around a nipple and sucked. "I sucked her nipple, hard, and groaned so she'd know how worked up I was."
They both groaned. "She was hot, too. She kicked her legs around, so while I was sucking I pulled off her jeans and underpants."
Gertrude pushed down her remaining clothes, and he threw them clear. "Did ah!" He went back to playing with her clit. "Did you make her come?"
"Oh yeah. She was ready to pop. By the time I ran my fingers up her slit she was whimpering, and when I put two fingers in and held her crotch she came, suddenly." He pushed one finger in his sister's pussy; that was all that would fit at first. Mark fingerfucked Gertrude, watching her relax to it, feeling her loosen up. He added another, slowly going deeper each time. She started humping back at him, building up for another orgasm. "After she came, I pulled out immediately. She didn't expect that; I always leave them inside and force several peaks on her. When she felt me pull out, she cried out and closed her legs trying to trap my hand, but it was too late. When she relaxed a bit, she rolled over to me. I kissed her and rolled her back, ending up on top of her, one leg between her thighs."
Mark pulled his fingers out and slid them around Gertrude's breast, coating it with her juices. Gertrude moaned at the loss, and whimpered as he caressed her firm tit and nipple. "After we kissed a few times, I got my fingers wet again and rubbed them all over her chest. When she was all wet, I told her I was going to lick her clean. That started her going up again."
He licked his sister's breast and continued in between licks. "By the time I got to her nipples she was whimpering, so I did it again." Mark lowered his hips to Gertrude, letting his cock settle in her slit. Gertrude started wriggling, trying to make him rub her clit.
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Widower Charlie Kantrel, mid 30's, light brown hair, blue eyes, about five foot eight with a decent build, watered the herbs he grew on his back porch early every morning before going to work. On this particular Monday morning, after he closed the nozzle on his garden hose, quieting it's hissing sound, he could hear a moaning coming from the other side of his fence. It wasn't just any sort of moaning either! From being previously married for eight years, he knew the sort of sounds a women...
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To every gentleman in need of female companionship and affection…your dream doctor. Literally. ***Dr. Angela Starr: The Hypnothe-Rapist*** SS36: STARR SCORES VI—’Avenging Forthwith’ *** 36 stories, six (square root of 36) now belong to this series. averaging out to one of each of these six ‘Hypnothe-Rapist’ stories for every six of the Smokey Sagas thus far. Just a coincidence. Absolutely nothing to do with this actual story itself, however. Another coincidence: this is going to appear...
To every gentleman in need of female companionship and affection…your dream doctor. Literally. *The Hypnothe-Rapist* STARR SCORES III: ‘Return Of The ‘Jed’ Guy’ *** April 30th, 10:27 a.m. ‘Hi babe! How’s she lookin’?’ Angela casually asked Paula, the ‘she’ in question being the daily docket of patients. ‘Pretty good, Starr,’ Paula answered. ‘Full schedule, you’ve got one every two hours today. ‘S see, you’ve got…a new visitor, Mr. Ray Reynolds in three minutes, he just got here, and...
To every gentleman in need of female companionship and affection…your dream doctor. Literally. ***Dr. Angela Starr: The Hypnothe-Rapist*** SS44: STARR SCORES VII—’Divorce Awakens’ *** January 16th, 3:23 p.m. HEY HEY STARR! LAST CHERUB OF THE DAY HAS JUST LANDED AT OUR DOOR. NEWBIE: MR. SEAN MCMANUS. FILLING OUT HIS FORM RIGHT NOW. ID AND INSURANCE XEROXED, JUST NEED YOUR O.K. TO SEND HIM BACK. THANKS, NICE LADY!! JUST FINISHING UP WITH MR. BROCKWELL RIGHT NOW, SO AS SOON AS HE COMES...
To every gentleman in need of female companionship and affection…your dream doctor. Literally. *The Hypnothe-Rapist* STARR SCORES II: ‘The Impotence Strikes Back’ *** February 12th, 4:02 p.m. Angela put the finishing updates on the file of her 2:00 returning patient, deposited it in the appropriate section of her cabinet, shut it, and pushed herself off it to roll her chair back across the office to her desk. She held down the intercom button. ‘Hi Paula! One more today, right?’ Paula’s...
To every gentleman in need of female companionship and affection…your dream doctor. Literally. *The Hypnothe-Rapist* SMOKEY SAGAS #20: STARR SCORES IV—’The Man Called Dennis’ *** August 9th, 9:31 a.m. Angie slid open the window and welcomed the summer morning breeze into her office with open lungs. She closed her eyes, smiled and inhaled the balmy air. She was in such a wonderful mood. Everything was terrific: her day, her job, her life. She felt so happy she could burst. The daily joys...
Smokey Saga #3: ‘Hypnothe-Rapist’ *** Hope you like this story. And any feedback you may have’s welcomed and appreciated. *** November 25th, 2:00 p.m. Dr. Angela Vevacia Starr was a miraculously skilled therapist. She ran a clinic for folks who dealt with debilitating behavioral and other mental issues. She saw a dozen or two each week, and her talents were such that not many clients required more than eight to ten sessions to effectively be cured. In her mid-30s, she had been honing her...
‘It’s not a date, it’s NOT a date,’ Cara told herself as she walked up to Dylan’s front door. ‘He’s just a friend, we’re just good friends.’ It was true that she had a bit of a crush on him but she had dropped plenty of hints, given him lots of opportunities to make a move and he hadn’t. Hell, last weekend they had been both sitting in his bedroom, on his bed watching a movie together, she had snuggled into him, he had put his arm round her and then… nothing. Well now he had missed his chance,...
This story was produced by acute insomnia, twisted imagination and a hyperactive libido and as such is best enjoyed under similar circumstances. The Earl recommends that no reader should progress beyond this point unless under the influence of sleep deprivation, hallucinogens and a porn star named Davina. Great thanks to Master Hypnotist, whose How-To on erotic hypnosis provided both the idea and a lot of the facts for this story. It can be found here and is well worth reading. Thanks also to...
Two high pillars of have been erected where Jonothon is to be given his treatment. He is clothed in nought but a short, thin skintight little cotton shirt. His head has been shaved of all hair except for a little slime-gelled cone of blond hair in the middle of his forehead. He has been restrained between the pillars with thick, wet tentacles around his legs and arms, his arms are raised at his sides, his legs are wide. Above his head, a big block of thick yellow slime like vaseline is...
My name is Minato Namikaze, at the age of 15 I am at 5'9 and around 150. I go to school in Japan and live mostly alone in a quiet town with around 150 or so residents. Our town is famous for the ancient ruins and is located at the base of the famous “Face Mountain.” The “Face Mountain” has many rumors surrounding it some saying that etched into the mountainside were the “God’s Faces” others saying the great men who slayed the dragons like it was said it in the local nursery rhymes were...
“Is it working yet Grace?” Jami typed back followed by a winky face. “ Haha you wish perv.” I typed laughing. “ How about that hypnotism thing you were trying?” he asked. “ It’s going good, I just need two people to try it out on.” I told him. “ I was thinking about my parents but that might be lame.” I said. “ How about me and Joey from English class?” Jami asked. “ Sounds good.” I said smiling. Joey was cute and I have had a crush on him for a little bit. I heard mum calling me for...
Introduction: Jonothons masters wish his brain to think only of obedince to them. Jonothon is to be slime-treated by his Masters, the spiders. Two high pillars of have been erected where Jonothon is to be given his treatment. He is clothed in nought but a short, thin skintight little cotton shirt. His head has been shaved of all hair except for a little slime-gelled cone of blond hair in the middle of his forehead. He has been restrained between the pillars with thick, wet tentacles around his...
Introduction: I wrote this story for my friend. It is a little weird but then again what,s so great about being normal! Yeah. My mum started giving me these hormone tablets to make my boobs bigger because she wont let me get implants. I typed to Jami. He has been my best friend since kindy. I could tell him anything. Is it working yet Grace? Jami typed back followed by a winky face. Haha you wish perv. I typed laughing. How about that hypnotism thing you were trying? he asked. Its going good, I...
When Diana Spenser the stage hypnotist started waving her pocket watch in front of the seated volunteers, the room became magically quiet. Everyone, including stage-hands backstage and the audience watching the stage, gulped their breaths in anticipation of the subjects going under. "Relax, relax... just listen to the sound of my voice and hear nothing else... watch the watch... swing... back and forth... back and forth... you can see nothing else but the watch and hear nothing else but my...
Mind Control“Robert! The bacon!” I yelled. The smell of burning bacon interrupted that sexual afterglow before reality intervened. Robert came back to reality, cried “Fuck!” and rushed out of our bedroom. While he had been making breakfast, my new husband-sanctioned lover and I had had bone-shaking love. My husband was mesmerized by the way his wife had fucked his friend to near-breathless gasping. Maybe I had fucked Thomas’s autonomic nervous system senseless as well: he could not breathe or see or...
CuckoldThe art professor Sandra Kilpatrick took the Sexologist professor Richard Rhoades aside and said: I have three female students that are willing to try modeling, they are a bit timid but maybe open minded to your new book that requires nude models.Richard who was a trained hypnotist said: Yes that is great, I was hoping to do a chapter focusing on the power of hypnotization and sex.Sandra who was a hippy said: That is an excellent idea and it would take some convincing but I am breaking their...
This is a work of fiction, intended for mature adults who enjoy hypno-erotic fantasy. This story contains adult language and themes, including hypnosis, masturbation and sex, all of which (as you know) will rot your mind and cause hair to grow in unlikely places. Proceed at your own risk. If you're under the age of consent for your area, we'll all just assume that you're here by accident. Just keep hitting the back button on your browser; I'll let you know when it's okay to...
Pornotopia Juliette Lima On phosphor screen I see the words that call For me to follow even though the way Will take my life of ease from me The siren softly says, "follow me" I hear the whispered call, I go to give Her pallid fingers beckon, her arms wide stretched Welcome me to her. I move as dazed caring naught She draws me in, I cede my soul to her The perfume of her swallows me I breathe to drink Her essence as though my lungs might feed my soul. She kisses my lips I...
As I entered this Kroger around me on Michigan near Elizabeth, I saw this tall, thick-assed white chick! I instantly let out an audible, "DIIAAAMN!!!" fully on purpose to see if I'd get a sneer out of her or whateva'. To my surprise, she came back with, "Well thank you, hon!" Two things occurred within me at the same time...my jaw dropped, & my dick got rock hard! She had just accepted this sluts challenge to a duel. Beaming like I had no business doing so, I shot at her with, "Anytime...
Keynote Speaker Melanie Ezell's Ultimate Writer's Challenge:week # 27. "Who I Am." Everything came to a head in church. I had a Sunday to myself, and went for a drive, not even having a destination in mind. So I was a little surprised at myself, when I pulled into the parking lot of a church I had never attended. I noticed that it was a few minutes before the morning service, so I shrugged, said to myself "Glad I didn't go for a drive in my female clothes. I hate not being able...
Amader poribare amra tinjon silam. Ma baba ar ami. Amra gramer poribar, tobe amader ekhane bidyut, gas, cable operator esob subidhai ase. Amader barita gramer onnanno para theke kisuta alada jaygay, amader boro Baritakei ekta para bolao chole 8′ uchu deale ghera 8 sotangso baritar peson dike 2 sotangso jagay gasgasali lagano tarpor ita bisano pother ga ghese stiller boro dorja. L cut baritai tinte room, duto boro ghor ar barandar 30 vag jaygajure amar ghor Tulonamulok onno duti horer theke...