I was in my second year in college when it all went wrong. My classes were doing ok, but nothing spectacular. If I was honest, I probably could get by with my looks alone, word around campus was that certain teachers were very willing to give extra credits if you accepted their off campus mentoring. 

I, on the other hand, was determined not to fall into the cliché.

I certainly had the looks… I knew that. I had natural red hair and I keep very fit. I always thought a sound body was the key to success. My breast size was moderately big, but not enormous. Just enough to get hungry looks from most guys. I wasn’t against one-night stands once in a while. You know, just to get the hormones out of the way of my studying. After all, a girl has needs too.

​But what I didn’t want was a boyfriend.

 

My studies were the priority and a guy in my life just makes things complicated. 

That’s why I was a little sad when I met him in my first year. He was a great guy and we got along very well. He was like-minded and stayed fit. We even started to workout together somewhere in the second semester. I could tell he wanted a little more than friendship with me, his eyes betrayed him when we worked out.

But he was a real gentleman about it and knew what I wanted. He even confessed he found my logic appealing. He liked it so much that he decided to vow to tough it out with me and wait until he passed his degree to look for a girlfriend. When we got into our second year, we became best friends and reveled in retelling in great detail our different conquests. 

He would even spot potential guys for me and I would do the same for him. Girls I mean…. 

When we hit the second semester though, things got hard in class and I fell off the dating scene. As for him, he was breezing by most of his classes. I always admired his mind like that.

But this is THAT kind of story, so let’s get to it.

I went over to his place for a team project, which was about building our own business model. We exchanged a lot of banter before we got into our work. Time flew by and I was getting frustrated and tired. All my preparation for the session was off and it was getting to me.

“Damn Betty… You really look tired!” he finally commented. “Looks like you are straining yourself way to much.”

“Yeah… Not really… It’s just… You know I’ve been keeping off the dating circles for a few months now and I think my concentration is suffering for it.”

“Hahahah… Exactly what you DIDN’T want.” he said.

“Yeah… But it’s also all the stress… You know about my family history back home and I stress about it so much I can’t sleep for half the night!”

“I get that…” he said with a pause.

He was looking at me funny, like he was debating something.

“What?”

“Nothing…”

“Come on… Spill it.” I said.

“It’s just… I’ve been studying something that could help you. You know, in my spare time.”

“You have spare time?” I asked incredibly.

“I do. Especially since I’ve started studying my extra hobby. It helped a lot with my concentration and focus. That’s why I’m breezing through my classes this semester.”

“Damn… What’s your secret then?” I asked.

“Well… Even if I told you, you wouldn’t believe me.”

“At this point… What the hell… Shoot.”

“Hypnosis.” he stated.

“What? Hahahahhaahha” I laughed. “Yeah… You are right! I don’t believe you! That shit doesn’t work. You know better than that!”

“Well…” he said trailing off. “It's worked for me. I don’t see why it wouldn’t work for you.”

“Come on! You went to see a therapist or something?”

“Nope, studied it on my own and self hypnotized. Made myself focus my mind on my school work. I’m telling you, it worked wonders!”

“Come off it! Stop bullshitting me! What is your real secret? Did you hack the school or something?”

“Not at all! I tell you! Hypnosis works!”

“I don’t believe it!" I said leaning back. "Impossible.”

“Impossible huh?" he said eyeing me. "Want to bet?”

Damn him…

 

He was using my weakness. I just can’t resist a bet. It started off all innocent, but we both discovered we were a little more then addicted to it. Like compulsive gamblers… In a way, the bets we made against each other kept us from betting all our money away. We never placed bets with money, but we definitely bet with everything else from chores to favors. Especially if the bet was about questioning the other's abilities in some way.

 

Like... I bet you can’t pick up that guy or girl. We loved it.

“Really? What kind of bet?” I asked, clearly curious.

“Well, you say you don’t believe in hypnosis. So, I’ll try to hypnotize you. If I can’t, then you win. If I can, then I win.”

“HA!" I said laughing. "Easy win for me then. Stakes?”

“Well… Since you are so sure it’s bullshit, why don’t I offer to do all the grunt work on all future team projects. I’ll even throw in 5 free single projects. That should get you back on track.”

“Very tempting… Ok, but only if you spent some of that time explaining what you did with each. I still want to learn all this shit.”

“Done.” He said. “Your stakes?”

“Well… You won’t be able to anyway so… I don’t know… Just make me do anything you want. What ever it is, you won’t be able to so go nuts. Use your imagination.”

Looking back now, saying all that to him was a big mistake.

“Ok… Well, since the goal of hypnotizing you is to make you better in class, I’ll try to make your concentration and focus better… If I succeed like I think I will, you will be able to focus and remember almost anything you read. That way, the proof I hypnotized you should be fairly easy to judge.“

"That actually sounds like it would really help me…" I said smiling. "If it ever worked!”

“It will! But for the bet to be fair, you have to really try and listen to what I say. If I feel you haven’t done your share in trying, I win the bet.”

“Fine… So what then? Are you gonna take a watch and swing it in front of me or something?”

“Something like that….” He said as he got up.

He came back with a simple metronome and instructed me to make myself comfortable  As soon as he started to metronome though, I laughed out loud.

“Hahhahahah Sorry… Oh god… I’m so sorry… OK! I’ll do it. Just give me a minute.” I said trying to get my laughter under control.

“No problem. Just watch the metronome swing while you calm down. I’ll start when I feel you are ready.”

I did finally manage to calm down. I remember thinking it was all rubbish and I was even thinking ahead to my prize. Thinking of all the work he was going to do for me. But the more I looked at the metronome, I became aware of a strange background noise. Like a high pitched ringing. As if each tick and tock somehow built on one another and reverberated or something. The more I concentrated on it, the more it seemed to fill my awareness. 

As I listened, I found myself thinking it would be really nice if it did work. I mean, being able to concentrate better and focus on my studies would be a huge advantage. Dave seemed to be doing so well.

Maybe it was real…

I found myself starting to drift in time with the weird ringing and the steady beat. 

Tick… Tock…
Tick… Tock… 
Tick…
Tock…

I vaguely remember his voice, starting to calmly guide me down an imaginary path, but my focus was all on the metronome. After what seem like minutes, I felt myself fall asleep…

And then I woke up.

I looked around and nothing had changed. I looked at Dave and he was grinning like and idiot.

“Did you just… Did I…” was all I said.

“Yep. It worked. I win!” he said triumphantly.

“No… It can’t be… I just fell asleep.” A little afraid it actually worked.

“I can see how you would think that but believe me, you just experienced a deep trance… How do you feel?”

“I feel…” I started. “Relaxed and refreshed. Like I just took a nap.”

“Good. Seems you are a wonderful subject.” he said with a smile.

“Prove it. I won’t honor the bet otherwise!”

“Fine…” he said while going to his bookshelf. 

He looked at it a while before taking a large volume out and bringing it to me. I read the title: “Advanced economics for large businesses.”

“You haven’t read this yet right?” he asked.

“No… Are you nuts? That’s only for our third year!”

“Perfect. Read the first chapter and see for yourself.”

“Fine…” I said.

I opened up the book and started to read. Almost as soon as I did, I noticed the difference. Each line seemed to etch itself in my brain like I had studied it for a week. I became engrossed with each new paragraph and forgot were I was. The text was just so fascinating…

By the time I was finished with the chapter, I realized I could recall every line as if I had the page in front of me. I looked up to him and he laughed, making me realize my jaw was hanging open.

“So?”

“Wow… I never thought… Wow…” I said, a little speechless. 

“Told you so… I admit, I did a lot of research on hypnosis and found this little marvel online." he said as he pointed to the metronome. "You were right in a way, most hypnosis doesn’t work like advertised. But with this little enhanced baby…. Well… It works wonders!”

“Damn…”

“So… I win then?”

“I… I guess you did… But wait… The bet was also if it would stick.” I said. 

Something about what I just said felt weird, but I could clearly remember us talking about it a few minutes ago and I DID tell him that it had to stick for him to win the bet.

 

I'm sure I did...

“It sticks for all reading material and classes. For a little while anyway… You should find the teacher really interesting too. You should find it a lot easier to absorb and understand what he is explaining. If not, we can tweak it a little. But from the look you gave me earlier, seems like it worked pretty well.”

“Damn…” I said.

I was still under the shock of it actually working when I also realized he had won. I looked up again.

“So… What did you think up while I was under? Will I squawk like a chicken or something.”

“Nah… That’s boring… “ he said.

“Ok… What then?” I asked.

He looked at me with a faint smile I had come to know all too well.

“You really didn’t notice huh? Wow… You are an even better subject than I thought…”

“Notice what?” I said as I looked around.

“Well… If it worked like I planned it, you’ll be able to notice only after I use the release trigger. So tell me. Nothing odd right now correct?”

I looked around again. We were in his living room. Nothing seemed out of place. 

“No.”

“What about yourself?”

I looked down. I was sitting where I had been sitting.

“No…" I said suspiciously. "What is it? Spill the beans already!”

“Hahahahah Ok. Blueberry rubber delight.”

I blinked and waited, but nothing happened. I looked around again and nothing had changed. But then, I looked down at myself and gasped!

“OH MY GOD!!!!!” I screamed. “When did I get in my underwear?”

I was sitting in my bra and panties on his sofa. I looked around and I couldn’t find my clothes!

“I had you undress just before I brought you out of your trance.“ he answered. "I had to make sure it was working. The real test was seeing if the post hypnotic suggestion would work. I’m glad to see it did. So you are not playing? You really didn’t notice?”

“No! Where the hell are my clothes?!?!”

“Behind the couch. But hey! You told be to use my imagination remember? A bet is a bet.”

“So what? You just wanted to see me half naked? You see me in bikinis all the time!”

“I know…”

“So….” I said looking at him suspiciously. “This is it? You just wanted to make me undress like this? Come on! I wouldn't feel right saying I honored my side of the bet if this is all you get out of it. There must be something else you can make me do.”

“I can see your point... I’m just not sure what that should be yet…" he said thoughtfully. "Besides, If we want the concentration to really stick long term, we need a few more sessions. So, if it’s ok with you, I’ll just implant something later on. Don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll think of something.”

I looked at my state of undress and a wicked thought popped in my head. I was a little surprised, but I couldn't deny that the idea was perfect. Even if it did come out of nowhere… 

“Ok… Well… I DID lose…” I said as I got up from the couch. “And since you were a gentleman and all…”

I got up and turned my back to him.

“I know you have always liked my body and we had an understanding not to pursue things further…” I said as my hands went to my back and undid my bra clasps. “Seems that at the very least… I should give you a show…”

I was never shy about my sexuality or my body, so showing him a little skin wasn’t a big deal. Besides, I was half hoping he would take my move as the reward and leave it at that. I removed the rest of my bra and took it in my right hand; extending it far to the side and making a point to pause before letting it fall to the ground.

“This is interesting…” I heard him say.

I grabbed my tits in each hand before I turned slowly, making sure to sway my hips as I did. Once I was facing him, I spread my legs apart a little so I could get good and planted. I then made a show of slowly gyrating my hips while massaging my tits. I danced like that a little before sliding my hands up my chest until my tits fell back down. They bounced a little and I watched his eyes follow the movement. I spied his crotch and smiled when I saw the bulge it made. 

“Wow Betty… Let me tell you those are spectacular.” He said.

“You think so?” I said smiling, feeling a little warm at the praise.

“Oh yeah… Much better than the majority of the girls I’ve been with.”

“Thanks.” I said. Still feeling the warmth.

I danced for him for a good while, listening to a grinding beat in my head. I kind of got lost in the moment. Almost like I was losing track of time again…

The next thing I knew, I was picking up my bra and he was speaking to me.

“Well… I guess this is as good as any payment for the bet… But let’s make it like this at every session… Just a nice little show for me for every session and we can call the bet even. Is that ok with you?”

I thought about it and my first thought was that this would be a one-time thing. But I did lose the bet and dancing half naked a few times wasn't that big a deal. Which made me realize that he could just as easily ask me to start doing cleaning or other such none sense. 

“Yeah… Why not… If the concentration thing holds like you say it will, it’s worth a few dances.” I said with a smile.

While I said that, I was suddenly vividly aware of a strange taste in my mouth. Something very familiar… 

My first reaction to it was rather pleasant, like I had just finished tasting something good, leaving a good after taste… But then again, I couldn’t explain or place it…

I just dismissed it. Of course, I would only learn later on what that strange familiar taste was. I got my clothes back on and we scheduled another session for the following week.

I was amazed to see how much his little trick worked! All my classes captivated me and my thoughts didn’t drift at all. I got a whole bunch of homework and readings done in no time at all and by the time I went over to his place to do another session, I was confident in my own ability to pass all my classes.

If the focus and concentration held of course… I had to make sure it did.

​We started to evening with a 2 hour long work blitz to get our common project up to speed and once that was done, he got the metronome out and I fell under the relaxing heaviness even faster than before.

And then I woke up.

The first thing I did was look down. A part of me expected to find myself wearing my underwear again, but instead, I was fully clothed.

“What?” he asked.

“I guess I expected you to undress me again…” I said.

“Hahahaha…. Well, the reward is in the undressing, you have to do it yourself, otherwise, it’s not a payment!”

“Right… Well, you will be glad to know I have a surprise for you then.”

Part of the week leading up to our session, I made a point to research and create a playlist he would enjoy. I had tried to remember all the times I saw him watch the dance floor, lusting after girls… 

I also made a point to put on a set of really sexy underwear.

I connected my phone to his wireless speakers and hit the play button. Music filled the living room and he smiled at my choice. A warm shiver went down my spine as I started to dance. 

“Get ready… This time I’m ready for this… You’ll get the full effect.”

“I can’t wait…” he said.

I used all the moves I knew, making sure to sway and undulate my curves the way I knew the guys liked. I made a mental note to learn some belly dance moves for the next session because I suddenly remembered how much he liked the sensuality of it.

My top fell away and revealed a deep blue-laced bra that pushed up my tits perfectly. His smiled told me I chose well. My pants fell next, revealing the matching panties. I danced away and finally caught a glimpse of his crotch. 

I’m doing a good job, his pants look ready to burst!

I got all warm again at the sight and kicked it into high gear as I went for my bra next. I extended the reveal like last time for as long as I could, but eventually, I was topless and dancing for him again. 

I was a little horny and flush red as I continued to dance. I got in a nice haze again and seemed to be on a cloud. Eventually, a thought popped in my head and I almost indulged.

I only had my panties… He probably wants the full effect… See my full body…

But I refrained. I just danced…

Time seemed to slow again as the music took me over…

Until I bent down to grab my bra again.

“Damn Betty… That was a nice show!” he said.

“HA! You ain’t seen anything yet!” I said as I put my bra on.

Like the week before, as I spoke, I found a strange taste in my mouth. A pleasant after taste… So familiar… 

“Really? What could you possibly add to such a wonder performance?”

“You’ll see… Same time next week?”

“Sure! If it works for you!”

“It does! As long as the focus stays the way it is of course!”

“Naturally…”

The week went by in a flash. Again, I was hit with how well I could do my schoolwork. I was catching up to all my assignments and even had a few extra ones done before they were even issued. 

I also found a little time to practice a few belly dance moves. I wasn’t good at all though, but I found a few moves that looked extra sexy I could manage. If these little dances were to continue, I should probably take a class or 2.

At the time, I didn’t find that thought the least bit strange.

The other thing I didn't find strange was the slight arousal I felt when ever I thought of Dave. I mean, I had always found him handsome in his own right, but I had never felt arousal after the first few months. He was my best friend after all. But I couldn't deny the heat I felt when I danced for him. 

I dressed extra nice, like I was going out to hit the bars, when I went over to his place. I thought it would be extra sweet for him if I at least dressed up a little.

Like the week before, we did our schoolwork and then he relaxed me with the metronome. I was in a trance in no time.

Once I awoke, I felt extra nice and warm. I was actually looking forward to the dance!

“Ok Mister! Sit down and sip that drink slowly, you are in for a good one.” I said.

“The floor is yours!” he said as he sat down.

I cued the music and started to dance. I extended it as much as I could, but I was soon topless with only my panties. My new moves earned me a few low whistles, which made my skin tingle wonderfully.  I continued on and was about to enter my little dance haze when the same thought popped in my head. 

Which was accompanied by my eyes darting to his crotch…

Poor guy… I’m half naked and I stop before I give him the full view. Might as well indulge him… I mean… What he is doing for my career is priceless after all…. 

What is a little nakedness between good friends?

My hands slid down my hips and grabbed my panties. I pulled and stretched them as much as I could without dropping them. But I eventually did.

I had my back to him and bend down low, keeping my ass in the air and I rolled them down slowly. I wasn’t surprised to find they were moist.

“Damn you have a fine ass Betty…” he said.

The praise sent me warm shivers all over and the panties hit the floor. I danced and swayed for all I was worth. The same haze enveloped me and the dance took me to a happy place.

Which was broken only when I was pulling up my panties. 

“Damn you are a good dancer.” He said.

I smiled as I put my bra on. I was about to say something, but the taste in my mouth surprised me again. What was that? I couldn’t place what it was or when I tasted it before…

I left his apartment and I felt a little sad for him. I mean… Here I was giving him an incredibly erotic show and he was left to jack off with the memory of it. Was he even jacking off to it? He sure had a long and lasting erection while I danced…

All that week, my concentration seemed even better and I was left thinking I wasn’t paying him enough for the help he was giving me. With the speed I was going through my homework and anticipating the rest of the school year, I was going to finish near the top of my class for sure. Right next to him!

And all he was getting in return was a strip tease with a lot of teasing.

I know I told myself he was off limits… But maybe he was a little too much of a gentleman… I mean… Maybe he should extend my payment to a blowjob or 2…

At the time, I didn’t think my train of thought was odd… I just went with it. My mind was made up. At our next session, I would really pay him back.

I got ready and went over to his place. This time thought, I didn’t wear ANY underwear. We worked and he put me under for my refresh session. I awoke feeling relaxed and even a little horny at the thought of the surprise I would be giving him. I cued the music and started to dance.

He let out a praise of surprise when my dance revealed I was naked under my clothes.

As I danced naked, adding my belly dance moves, I started to massage my tits and I approached him.

“Dave… I was thinking…”

“Yes?” he said looking at my body.

“It’s not really fair that I get to have all the good grades… For such a low payment… Sure… I’m giving you a show… But it must get a little… Tense… For you… Watching my body dance for you…”

“I mean… Yeah… For sure! Look at yourself! You are a real beauty Betty.”

I shivered with arousal at his praise.

“So… If I may…” I said as I got down on my knees in front of him.

“Huh… Betty… What…” He started to ask before I silenced him.

“Ssssshhhh…. Just let me do this and relax… It’s ok… I want to do this…”

My hands went up his thighs and I saw the bulge twitch. I made a point to undo his pants carefully. His cock was straining his boxers and I kissed it through the fabric. He twitched with each kiss. I pulled the elastic band carefully and revealed his erection.

He sprang forward and I was a bit taken aback with his size. I instantly imagined him going up my pussy and licked my lips at the thought of him stretching me out with his modest monster. He wasn’t that long, pretty average in fact, but he was thick… Very thick…

I started to stroke him and he moaned in response. I smiled and shivered again. I kissed his length and licked him a few times.

(Lick) “Now Dave… This is as far as this will go… If it’s ok with you… Just to relieve the tension… Understood?” (Lick)

“Oh god…” he moaned. “No problem…”

I smiled and took him in my mouth. As soon as I did, I was struck with the taste of him. Like his cock was different some how. He tasted nice…

At least this wouldn’t be too bad.

I never shied away from giving head, especially to prevent things going further, but I admit it was never good or tasty. I didn’t mind it at all, but never enjoyed it.

As I started to slowly suck on him, I realized it would be different.

Why?

The more I sucked, the less I cared.

I couldn’t deep throat him because of his girth, but I had a good gag control so I made a point to try as much as I could. I got lost in what I was doing, but always stayed mindful of how he was reacting. I seemed to instinctively know what he liked best and how to gauge his coming orgasm. 

A few times, I slowed down to let him get control of it.  Which surprised me because I usually did that when I wanted to fuck. 

I was hit with the thought of how nice fucking him would be.

But I was determined not to go further.

So I just sucked. I seemed to get in another trance where time didn’t mean a thing. A nice relaxing haze… Nothing else existed…

Until I felt his hands on my head… That seemed to snap me back to reality. I felt his urgency and I was tempted to stop and make him last a little longer, but something inside me told me it was time.

I accelerated and used my hands to stroke him fast while my tongue was a blur all over his cock head. A few moments later, he erupted inside my mouth and I was hit with a wave of pleasure I had never felt while giving head. Almost like an orgasm…

He spurred a few times as I tenderly milked him. The moment he finished and I closed my mouth, I suddenly knew…

His spunk tasted so familiar! So good!

I realized that the nagging taste I couldn’t place in the first sessions was his seed!

I swirled his spunk in my mouth a few times to make sure. It was!!!

I swallowed out of reflex and looked up at him. His smiled seemed different…

“Did… Did I blow you before tonight?” I asked, afraid of his answer.

Something deep inside me screamed that it was the case. I was so afraid all of a sudden.

“Why do you ask?”

“Because…” I said, suddenly unsure. “I feel like I tasted you before…”

He didn’t answer at first, but I swear I saw the faintest crack of a smile. It was gone before I could really believe I saw it.

“No… I don’t think so… I mean… We were pretty drunk last Christmas…”

“You idiot! I wasn’t that drunk…” I said laughing.

“And besides… I thought spunk was spunk you know?”

“Well… Not exactly… But… It does taste pretty much the same…”

“So why would you think you tasted ME specifically before? Seems random…”

“Yeah… I guess you are right…” I said brushing it off.

In the back of my mind, I still had a lingering thought about it. I stroked his half erect cock a few times and again, the thought of him inside me popped in my head. 

“I got to say though,” he said. “You are easily the best I’ve had! Usually, the girls just excite me before a good fuck or get it over with pretty fast.”

“Yeah… I remembered you telling me that. I mean… It would be a very good payment of my debt if I didn’t at least try to make you last a little.” I said with a wink.

“Well… It was amazing! Thanks for that… I really appreciate the initiative… Come to think of it… Just to be fair… Why don’t you think of something else hypnosis could help you with, and at our next session, I’ll add it.”

“Really? Like what?”

“I don’t know… It should be something you want to improve about yourself or something. Like people who want to stop smoking. I know you don’t smoke but you get the idea.”

“Yeah I get your drift… I’ll think about it!”

I kissed his cock for good measure and place him back in his pants, it somehow seemed like the right thing to do. We then got dressed and I went about my week.

Around the mid-week, I was finishing up my workout and I was looking at myself in the mirror. I was pretty sexy as it was, but the thought came to me that maybe this should be what I ask Dave. I always had a little trouble motivating myself to workout, but maybe he could make it a little like my concentration. Maybe he could help me stay motivated or something.

I smiled at the thought of making it even easier for me to stay healthy. And sexy…

The rest of the week went by fast and I surprised myself thinking back to our last session. Especially the final payment…

A few times, I was astonished to realize, I was licking my lips at the thought!

I even felt horny thinking about Dave. I WAS dancing naked for him once a week now. I always was a little too proud of my body for my own good. Having roaming eyes lust after me in practicably any setting got me aroused. Dave always was open about finding me attractive. I was the one who didn’t want things to go further.

Now that I got to know his cock though… I was wondering if that was a good decision…

A part of me remembered fondly the “service” I did for him. Longing to repeat it even. He tasted so nice that I certainly wouldn’t mind doing it again.

​A small sliver of me found it really odd that he tasted the way he did. Like it wasn’t normal… Cock and spunk shouldn’t tasted that good…