Fake It til You Make It
Chapter 1
by GlassO
Tags:
#dom:female
#exhibitionism
#f/m
#pov:bottom
#sub:male
#blowjob
#emma_snow
#fellatio
#group
#HFO
#hfo
#solo
Emma didn’t say why she was requesting my presence, she only hinted that it would be something extraordinarily lascivious which was good enough for me.
Usually Emma hinted at something benign that would turn into something bawdy, so if the baseline was ‘lascivious’ then it would surely escalate to something grand.
The dress code was ‘pajamas’ or ‘bathrobe’. Something that could be removed easily. Oh and I was to refrain from cumming 24 hours prior. My mind spun with all the possibilities this could mean.
I’d known Emma since freshman year when she moved onto my floor in the dorm, and we got along famously. Not only a delightful person, witty, thoughtful, and charming, but a knock-out beauty; tall, silver hair, buxom, and sexually quite adventurous. And quite kinky. She had what I’d call a ‘hypno fetish’ I suppose. It was a role play she enjoyed where she’d pretend to hypnotize me and then order me around. It was kinda silly, but also kinda hot. Pretending that I was her obedient, mindless slave, while I went down on her, or calling her mistress as I bent her over the bed, yelling, “I obey!” over and over again as I came. Everyone’s got their kinks, and as fetishes go, this was pretty harmless, and pretty hot, so I was always happy to play along.
So I showed up at her room at the appointed hour. Scheduling a booty call isn’t particularly romantic (though what is romantic about a booty call when you think about?) But hey, we all got stuff to do. And I was a bit shocked to see 4 other guys in there, dressed similarly in PJs and bathrobes. Wasn’t really expecting a gang bang, but hey, I’m flexible. I’ll try anything once. Something to cross off my bucket list I suppose.
I said, “hey” to everyone. I mean, we all knew each other, and I knew that at least 3 of them had been hooking up with Emma as well. I took a seat on the (crowded) bed. Emma looked pleased that we had all made it. She was similarly attired in a dressing gown, but one of her fancy ones with fur and colored beads. I assumed she was naked underneath.
“Wonderful,” Emma said as she beamed at us. “I’m glad you could all make it. And let me say up front, so there is no misunderstanding, if you decide you do not want to participate in this... unusual scene, please do not hesitate to excuse yourself. I assure that I, and the other participants will take no offense, and it will not exclude you from other activities that we might engage in in the future.”
Emma paused to see if anyone wanted to bail. No one moved. I think we were all too curious to see where this was going. I noticed that Jeremy sitting next to me was starting to tent his PJs.
“So,” Emma continued, “Something that I have discovered, after a year in college, is that many girls are not terribly skilled, and even a bit apprehensive at providing oral pleasure to their partners. I’ve found this is the case for both male and female partners. Now I’ve been able to school several of them in the skills needed to pleasure a woman, but for pleasing a man...well as everyone in this room is well aware...I lack that equipment to make that possible. Which is where you all come in.” And she winked at us with a mischievous grin.
“Yes, it is my belief that all of you would make excellent demo models to teach some of these girls who’ve expressed an interest in leveling up their blowjob skills. What say you all?”
We all laughed. I raised my hand.
“Pete, you have a question?” she asked.
“Yeah,” I said, giving her the side-eye, “What’s in it for us?” That got a good laugh.
“You’re pre-law, aren’t you?” Emma joked “Yeah, that’s obvious. However... to be perfectly honest... there is a catch.”
Bobby spoke up. “I knew it! This sounded way too good to be true! You’re not going to have us blow each other are you? Cause 3-2-1 Not it!”
Emma held up a finger to silence him. “Now hear me out. You see, the issue is not a trifling matter, but one that has a unique solution, of which I am uniquely qualified to administer. You see, the girls coming over tonight, well, they would rather stay anonymous, which is a perfectly reasonable request I think.
“So we’ll be blindfolded?” asked Jeremy.
“I thought about that,”said Emma, “but it would still allow you to be privy to our voices and our discussion, making anonymity more problematic. I’m sure you can all guess what I’m going to propose.”
“You’re going to hypnotize us,” said Bobby.
“Exactly,” said Emma.
I chuckled. Really? She’s going to ‘hypnotize’ us? Was she serious? No, she couldn’t be. This was all part of her kinky hypnosis game. She’d pretend to hypnotize us and we’d pretend to go under for her and then pretend we were unaware subjects as her blowjob party went underway. Fucking hilarious. Well fuck it. I was game... I mean... unsolicited blowjob? Or blowjobs? Who says no to that? Wasn’t overly thrilled about getting blown next to a bunch of other dudes, but, hey, a small price to pay. Again, I’ll try anything once.
“Well I think that’s a brilliant idea, Emma!” I said enthusiastically. Might as well play the part.
“So are you all in?” Emma asked.
We all nodded and agreed. I think everyone must have been having the same thought as me. Fuck it. Why not?
She arranged us 3 sitting on her bed, and 2 on her loveseat. She looked pretty excited about this scene and really her lustful enthusiasm was pretty catchy. I was absolutely ready to commit to playing ‘the hypnotic subject’.
“Okay,” she began, “first off all, do you agree to be hypnotized?”
“Yes!” we all said with some enthusiasm. This was the ritual she always used to go through. The three questions. I asked her about it once.
“It’s called a yes-set,” she explained. “By getting your subject to agree to something benign, it’s easier to get them compliant on more... questionable things.”
“But now that you’ve explained it to me,” I countered, “won’t that make it kinda ineffective since I know what you’re doing?”
“Not at all,”she said, “Hypnosis is sort of the opposite of magic in that when you know how the trick is done it becomes more potent. See now when I run a yes-set on you, your mind is going to be primed to obey me more readily since you have the expectation now. It builds compliance and It becomes something of a ritual, or a routine. You start agreeing with me and your mind knows what’s coming next... that lovely descent into trance and obedience. Doesn’t that make sense?”
“Yeah, I suppose.”
“Really?”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“Really really?”
“Okay I see what you’re doing now!”
So anyway, Emma asked us the second question.
“Do you all agree to be hypnotized by me?”
“Yes!” we answered back in unison. Clearly she’d done this yes-set with everyone in the room.
“Yes!” we answered back in unison. Clearly she’d done this yes-set with everyone in the room.
“Right now?”
“Yes”
“Then focus all your attention on me. Watch my hands, listen to my voice, and focus on my words.” And with that she dropped her robe. As I suspected she was naked underneath. God she was breathtaking. Wonderfully thick. Heavy breasts, thick thighs and wide hips. And such a tall girl. Easily 6 foot. Like an Amazon. She began to rub her breasts. Lightly. Just two fingers tracing circles from her nipples which stood out like pencil erasers. No, not circles; spirals. Slow spirals working outward and then back in. It suddenly occurred to me that Emma was saying something, but it was lost on me. I was just fascinated by her breasts and watching her touching her breasts. The soft amount of pressure she was applying. I knew exactly how her breasts felt. That soft breast skin. Firm and soft at the same time. I really was allowing myself to get lost in this display.
It occurred to me then, that this was supposed to be the thing hypnotizing us. Her spiral gestures on her breasts. I remember that we had done this as a role play before. Fairly recently actually. ‘TItnosis’ I called it.
I thought back to our ‘Titnosis’ session. I remember my body growing very still and very focused on her breasts. I remember she told me my body would feel very heavy and very aroused every time I saw her touch her breasts this way. Well of course getting aroused wasn’t an issue. I felt my cock getting wonderfully stiff, like a steel rod. The other stuff... well it was easy just to pretend. Easy to pretend my body was very heavy. I imagined my limbs similarly like my cock. Like steel bars so heavy they couldn’t move. I imagined the stiffer my cock got, the more frozen and heavy my body was. I wanted to smile, but I remembered my face was similarly heavy and still. I wanted to sneak a glance at the other fellas, but then I remembered I was supposed to be staring at Emma’s tits, so I kept doing that. I wondered if any of them actually went into hypnosis or if they all were faking it like me.
Emma slowed down her spiraling. She told us it would slow down our thoughts, until they were completely frozen and still. Until we had no thoughts except for the ones she told us we had. I remember thinking that this was something I could do. That I had the ability to remove all thoughts from my mind and just focus on her words. She told us that we would follow her hands down and feel our eyes close the lower they got. She snaked her hands down and I followed them down and down until my eyes were closed. I felt very tired and very comfortable. Imagining my body feeling so heavy, and feeling my cock so stiff was wearing me out. It seemed like a good idea to just allow myself to drift off to sleep.
When I woke up I was treated to a very unusual sight. Bob was standing in the middle of the room. He was naked and his hands were dangling by his sides. I noticed the rest of the guys were also naked, sitting on the bed next to me. All of our cocks were erect. I’d never seen another guy’s erect cock before. It was interesting to compare them. The sizes, the angles, the slight curves. Jeremy wasn’t circumcised. Interesting. For some reason I had no compulsion to cover my own cock. I was happy to just let it jut out and take in the scene. The other guys also had kinda blank expressions on their faces. Like they were dulled. No one was speaking. We were all just taking it in. I wondered if I also had the same sort of expression. It felt like I did. For some reason I did not question why or how I was naked and erect. It occurred to me that I must have thought it was a good idea to remove my PJs but that I just could not remember doing it.
There were more women in the room now, though for the life of me, I could not tell you who they were. Like there’s a blank spot in my memory, which is strange, because at the time I remember thinking to myself, “I’m going to remember this; I’m going to remember these girls” but now, I could not tell you what they looked like or what they sounded like. I remember they were naked like Emma. There were three of them. Two of them sat across the room next to Emma and the third was on a chair sucking on Bob. I saw her hands grip his hips and caress his ass. He was making low moaning sounds and I could hear the sucking noises she was making. Emma was coaching her.
“That’s right, “ she said. “Work the tongue at his tip. Imagine you are licking the most delicious ice cream cone that you desperately don’t want to drip. There’s some wonderfully sensitive skin there that will overload his pleasure sensors.”
Apparently, she was applying this method with some vigor, because I could see Bob’s body sway and his ass tense up, as he soon unloaded his cock on this girl. His hips bucked back and forth and she gripped him tightly to keep him steady. I saw Emma’s eyes go wide as she took in this scene.
“Oh that’s lovely, just lovely,” she said, as if she might be looking at a piece of artwork. “You have such a lovely penis, and such an exquisite ejaculation, Bob. Thank you for sharing this with us.”
“You’re welcome,” Bob mumbled.” I uh ...”
“Shh,” Emma said and she got up and stood before Bob. She passed her hand in front of his eyes and his head drooped forward.
“When you come for me, you feel so wonderfully sleepy, Bob, Isn’t that right?”
Bob didn’t answer. He just nodded his head slightly.
“I want you to walk back to the bed, lay back and have a wonderful and peaceful sleep,” Emma continued. “You’re so tired and sleepy after you’ve come for me, that you’ll find it so easy and so natural to just lay back and let yourself drift off into this restful place until I need you again. Can you do this for me Bob?”
Bob nodded again and turned and walked towards an empty spot on the bed. His cock was still jutting out of his jumble of pubic hair. It was shiny with saliva. We watched him sit down on the bed and then lay back and grow still. It was a strange feeling. Watching him move the way a sleepwalker might. So placid and docile. He showed no awareness that he’d just come in front of all us. No joy or elation in his face and no modesty. His arms hung languidly by his sides as cum dripped from the tip of his penis. I thought he was doing a remarkable job of playing the part of a deeply hypnotized subject, just as the rest of us were. The other fellas looked similarly placid; heavy lidded and still, watching Bob with the same dreamy disinterest that I was trying to convey. I really thought we were all doing remarkably well playing this scene.
Emma fixed her gaze on Jeremy.
“Come here Jeremy and stand before me,” she commanded.
Jeremy rose and walked lazily in front of Emma. He was a skinny kid which made his cock look extra long by comparison. It stuck out at a straight 90 degree angle as he stood and was as straight as a steel beam. My cock throbbed in sympathy.
Emma ran a finger down the bridge of his nose and his head drooped limply to his chest.
“That’s right,” she cooed, “deeper down, dropping even deeper now, listening to my voice and following my words... just like that, even deeper.”
She gently grabbed his cock.
“This belongs to me now,” she said sternly. “It obeys me. The stiffer it gets the more obedient it becomes, and the more obedient it becomes, the more obedient you become. Isn’t that right, Jeremy?”
“Yes...” he said dreamily.
“Very good, Jeremy, you’re doing very well and you’re very obedient. And you know that obedient boys get rewarded, don’t you?”
“Yes...”
I saw Emma reach under his cock and cradle his balls.
“Your balls are so tight, so ready to release, but they will not, Jeremy. Not until I say, “come for me. You will not be able to come until I say “come for me”. Do you understand?”
“Yes.” He nodded.
Emma released his balls and spoke to one of the girls. I can’t recall which one. I just remember she was kind of short and had mammoth tits. She was sitting indian style on the floor and idly stroking her pussy. She didn’t even seem to be aware she was doing it.
The girl got off the floor and positioned the chair right in front of Jeremy. His arms still hung limply by his sides. I couldn’t believe he wasn’t reaching for her tits. I thought about what it would be like to squeeze and caress them. I wanted to get up, move behind her and feel her up while she was taking care of Jeremy. I distinctly remembered having this thought, but also thinking better of it. I was supposed to be hypnotized and helpless. So I just sat there and watched while my cock throbbed. I felt like I was getting close to coming. My whole body was vibing.
“Now (girl’s name) you’ll notice that Jeremy has a bit of length to him.” Emma said rather clinically. It was true. Jeremy looked like he was probably 7 or maybe 8 inches. I was a little envious, truthfully.
“As much as porn promotes deep-throating, from a practical standpoint it can be rather difficult, even with a bit of experience. Go ahead and take him in your mouth and have a feel of how much you want to take. Lips over teeth and lots of saliva,” Emma said.
I saw the girl lean forward and gingerly take Jeremy in her mouth. He moaned a little. She began to move her head back and forth, placing her hands on his hips for support.
“That’s right. Just like that, “Emma continued, “Now to extend your mouth, so to speak, take your hands and grasp his shaft. Get them nice and wet with your saliva and imagine they are an extension of the mouth.”
The girl did as Emma instructed and Jeremy moaned even louder. I saw his ass tense up and start to thrust a bit. The girl sped up her stroking.
“You’re doing so well. He wants to come. He’s ready to come. Where do you want him to come? You could have come in your mouth, on your face, on your breasts... these are all things guys enjoy. What would you like?”
The girl took Jeremy’s cock out of her mouth but kept stroking him with her hands. “On my... on my tits” the girl said.
“Prepare yourself then,”Emma said.”Keep up stroking him, faster now and aim him where you want him to come. It’s terribly sexy to have a guy come on your tits, isn’t it?”
“Yes,” the girl said in sharp breaths. It looked like she was going to come as well.
Emma stood next to Jeremy and placed a hand behind his neck.
“I’m going to count to three,” she said. “And when I reach the number free that mental block that’s keeping you from coming will be released. You will have a tremendous orgasm as the pleasure builds and builds with each number and on the number three I will tell you to ‘come for me’”
I saw Jeremy nod his head and I felt my own head nod in sympathy.
“One,” Emma said.
It was the oddest thing. When she said that number, I felt my own pleasure build as well. Like a tingly electric shock running up and down the length of my cock.
Two,” Emma said.
The shock was getting more intense now. I felt like I was on the verge of orgasming. It was an odd sensation. Not really like when you come from having sex or masturbating. More like that feeling you get when you have a wet dream.
“Three, come for me!”
I have no idea why this made me come, but it did. Truly I was shocked. It was so unexpected and so very pleasurable. Again, it felt more like a wet dream than anything else. Like an orgasm in slow motion. Semen just released from me in long ropey bursts. I wanted to catch it with my hands, stop it from spraying the room, but I found I just wanted to keep them by my sides and let my cock spurt free.
At the same time I saw Jeremy gush over this girl’s tits. Similarly long streaming ropes as his hips bucked forward and backward. I was vaguely aware that my uncontrolled spray was painting Jeremy’s back and ass. But I didn’t care.
“Oh my God!” I heard Emma exclaim. She made her way over to me, careful to avoid my spray.
“This is certainly an unintended consequence!” she said, “But so beautiful. Such a lovely accident. You’re doing beautifully Pete. It’s so sexy to watch you come for me. And what happens after you come for me?”
I looked at her with half-lidded eyes. I felt unnaturally tired. “I sleep for you?”
I felt her hands on me now. A hand on the back of my neck and one over my eyes which closed automatically.
“That’s right you sleep for me.” she said. “Sleep for me Pete. Sleeep. Deep sleep now until I wake you.”
I felt her gently help me lean back on her bed and then everything faded away.