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By The Wax Tadpole (wax_tadpole@hotmail.com) Edited by Kristen 1997
It all started on what should have been a normal Wednesday afternoon. I was studying with my friend Kathy; we had American Lit. together and were reading Thoreau. Kathy was cute and friendly, but I had a major crush on her roommate, Tonya. God, Tonya was gorgeous. Blonde hair, green eyes, small breasts, and a nice, round, curved butt. I've always liked a little flesh on a woman's rear, and Tonya was perfect even after gaining her freshman five pounds.
I had found an apartment across the street just so I could 'accidentally' run into Tonya on the bus to campus, but I never got any studying done once I got there because I was preoccupied with some fantasy about her.
Kathy and I were sitting on the couch in the living room, taking a break from studying, when Tonya returned from a sorority meeting. She kicked off her shoes and put on a tape of "Days of our Lives" that had been recorded earlier.
Kathy sat on one side of me, Tonya in the chair off to the other side; it was all I could not to turn and look.
"Steve, do you want to get back to the books?" Kathy asked.
"Not really, but I guess we have to plow through this."
"I know how you feel. I wish someone could just hypnotize me so I'd remember this stuff."
I decided to chance it and told her that I had put people in trances back in high school, as a party gag. I had learned from a booklet that I had bought "Putting the Crowds to Sleep: Your Career as a Stage Hypnotist."
Tonya must have been bored with her soap, because she suggested that I hypnotize Kathy. "Are you sure it's a good idea?" Kathy asked.
"Go on. For crying out loud, its only Steve and I'll be here to watch."
With that settled, I began the induction. Kathy's eye- lids began to flutter, and a blank look crossed her face. I told her to put her arm up, and that she could not lower it. Kathy complied, and I heard a noise off to the side. I turned to look, and there sat Tonya, her eyes half open and her arm outstretched.
I guess someone was watching a little too closely. I turned back to Kathy (I didn't want to draw attention to Tonya's condition for fear of snapping her out of it) and continued. "You will now slowly lower your arm as I count from 10, and when it hits your side, you will be completely under. 10... 9... 8...."
You know the rest. Kathy's eyes shut and she slumped back into the sofa on 0. I turned to look and Tonya was under also, her face turned sideways toward me and half hidden by the blonde hair that fell across it.
I stood them up and sent them into the kitchen for one final test. I saw that Tonya was filling out her favorite black shorts in her usual sexy way.
Walking slowly beside her, I also noticed Kathy's short brown hair Brushing against the nape of her neck, and what nice legs she had.
I usually don't see her in a skirt. Or hose either. They stood together in the kitchen doorway, Tonya slightly taller than her friend. I went in past them, brushing against Tonya's limp hand. I got out a bottle of ammonia and told them it was their favorite perfume. If they accepted this, they were really under.
Kathy smiled as I put the "perfume" under her nose, and Tonya let out a little groan of pleasure.
They were mine.
I ran my fingers across one of Tonya's breast. I could feel through the fabric of her white shirt that she wasn't wearing a bra today. I slid up her chest, brushed her neck, and took her face in my hand, pulling her in and giving her the kiss I had wanted to give her for two long years. I reached around and pressed her warm, soft body close to mine. I could feel her breasts pressing against me, and if she was conscious, she would have felt something of mine pressing in return.
"Tonya, go into the bedroom."
As I watched my first real love make her way to the hallway with the bedrooms, I turned to Kathy. I always thought she could be pretty if she stopped just throwing on some old sweats to go to class. Now, I knew. She was revealing a little cleavage by not completely buttoning her short sleeved shirt, and I remembered she was actually wearing perfume when I arrived earlier. Was she hoping I'd make a pass at her? "Kathy, you go into Tonya's bedroom, too."
You can't make someone who has been hypnotized do something against her will, right? Kathy had made herself up for me, and Tonya had to know how I felt by now. I couldn't take it this far and not see it through, so I Threw caution to the wind and followed after them.
Kathy stood by the bed, and Tonya was over by the dresser. "Tonya, close the blinds." Say what you want to about me, but at least I'm not an exhibitionist. "Kathy, undress and get into bed..." and as an after thought I said, "but leave the nylons on."
I went up behind Tonya who was still standing at the window. Reaching around, I cupped her firm little breasts and nuzzled her neck.
Sliding my hands down, I went into the waist of her shorts and pulled the shirt up over her head. Her arms flopped lifelessly to her side as they left the sleeves.
I reached around and undid her shorts. Turning her around, I put my hands in those black shorts and, feeling around her wide hips and high, ample rear, slid them to the floor.
The panties that followed were the only other thing she wore. Tonya stood there, naked and obedient, her head cocked to one side and looking downward. I brought her head back up, and moved her arms up into a beckoning pose. I took her standing in the pose in which I had set her, her only movement being an occasional high groan.
I inserted my cock into her eagerly, as she just stood there accepting me. It was an incredible feeling to plunge deeply into her warm wet interior as I breathlessly thrust in and out of her.
God I never thought that something like that could happen, I had though, I mean I had dreamed about having sex with Tonya for so long, and to be fucking her right there, in her own bedroom, with Kathy lying on her bed was just so incredible. So wonderful that I couldn't last very long and pumped my cum up into her as I hugged her tightly. She just stood there moaning softly as I lustfully pulsed inside of her.
Not bad for a shy kid's first time.
Kathy lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, oblivious to what had just happened not three feet away from her.
I ordered Tonya onto bed, and stopped to admire my handiwork. I quickly went into the bathroom and got a washcloth and cleaned Tonya up as best I could. They were both beautiful with limp bodies and placid expressions. Kathy's arms were at her sides, and her legs were slightly apart. Tonya had folded her hands across her tight stomach. Both of their mouths hung slightly open with Tonya's lips parted slightly more.
I got between them and, propping Kathy's upper body up against my chest, I fondled her as -- at my order, Tonya removed the last article of clothing any of us were wearing - Kathy's hose.
She moved them slowly down Kathy's slender legs, gradually revealing the tanned skin beneath. It looked to me like Tonya was enjoying herself.
After Kathy was completely naked I brought Tonya back into bed with us and entered her again as Kathy kissed and stroked my balls from behind at my command.
It didn't take very long before I came in Tonya again. And it was as good as the first time, maybe better because she was hugging me now, and I thrust hard into her releasing my seed deep into her for the second time that day.
As I lay on top of Tonya panting from my resent efforts I realized that it was getting late; both girls were due at the restaurant where they worked (and met, actually), and even at twenty-one I needed a rest after this intense experience.
I got everyone dressed and back into position in the living room. After giving them hypnotic trigger words, I told them to remember nothing but that we had studied and watched TV. Then I woke them up.
"Oh my gosh," Kathy said, "were going to be late for work. Sorry we didn't get much studying done, Steve."
"That's okay. Don't worry about it. I think it was a productive afternoon anyway. I'll tell you what, how about I come back tomorrow morning and we can start up where we left off. I know that we can get A's on our term papers if we keep at it."
Kathy agreed.
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