Her mouth opened and she let out a low moan, which had been the single loudest thing I had heard from her since we had arrived. She kept tugging at her distended nipples while the fingers of her other hand kept massaging her pussy, and it was clear that she was driving herself to the point of no return. I looked at Max who smiled back at me, clearly showing some odd sort of pride over his wife and her antics. And as her moaning got louder I watched him as he spoke to her again.
“That’s it Amahle, rub your clitoris darling. It’s time to make yourself cum, my pet. Go ahead and make yourself cum Amahle”
I needed to shift in my seat again as the pressure of my hard cock became almost unbearable. But my eyes never left his hypnotized, young wife. She moved the fingers of one hand to her other bloated nipple while the hand between her legs started moving faster and faster. And her big tits started quivering with each and every moan that came out of her mouth.
“That’s it darling” Max said again, egging her on.
The point at which the climax hit her was clear as her hips started to thrash. She let out a loud moan that seemed to bounce off of the walls. The hand that had been working so hard on her clit suddenly stopped and pressed with full force onto the nub of her shaking snatch. And as her quivering started to subside I watched as her other hand flattened as she pressed it against her breasts.
“Good, good - relax Amahle” Max said as he naked wife sat back quivering.
There was a thin sheen of sweat on her naked, black body – a testament to the physical exercise Max had just put her through. But her eyes were still vacant, and as her breathing slowed it was still obvious that she was still under his hypnotic spell. It was inconceivable to me that we had just witnessed the ultimate act of power – and yet it was apparent that it was exactly what Max had meant to demonstrate to us. I glanced at my two friends, as each of them shifted in their seats, no doubt feeling the pressure of their own bloated cocks.
“Amahle” Max said again in his deep voice. “It is getting cool in the room dear. You need to get dressed. You need to put your clothes back on my pet.”
Chapter 3
We all watched as his wife rose and put her clothing back on. No one spoke as she covered the parts of her body that we had just watched her ravish. When she was fully dressed and had gotten herself together, Max said something to her again in his native tongue. We watched as her eyes blinked and a look of consciousness came across her face.
“Thank you so much for the beer Amahle” Max said, and she nodded to him as she turned and walked away.
I continued watching her ass as it went down the hallway and then she turned out of view. She was a shy and diminutive wife – if she had any idea about what had just happened, she would have been shocked. She had just put on one of the most erotic shows I had ever seen in my adult life, and she didn’t have a clue.
“That was fucking unbelievable Max” Brian said in a voice that was hushed.
“I never should have doubted you” Mark said, and Max smiled and nodded his head.
“The human brain is a very powerful thing” Max said, “but it is still very open to suggestion. With the proper skills, it is very surprising what you can make a person do.”
The implication was clear, and hung out there for several minutes as my two friends and I turned it over in our testosterone charged brains. It was Mark who spoke first.
“Have you done it to other women before?”
Max let out a laugh before answering.
“Occasionally, yes. But always during the course of couples therapy” he said.
Couples therapy…
The three of us nodded, while we considered that. I wasn’t sure exactly what “couples therapy” meant, but based on how quickly Max undressed his own wife, I was pretty sure it involved more than talking. Brian must have been thinking the same thing, because it was him who spoke next.
“Max, I’d like you to meet my wife.”
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The Hypno-Forced Wives – Stephen, Mark and Brian befriend Max, a new neighbor, who brings with him a unique talent from the dark continent of Africa.
The Hypno-Forced Wives 2 – Brian’s luscious wife Trish refuses to let him anywhere near her backdoor. Max thinks he can help change her mind.
The Hypno-Forced Wives 3 – Mark’s wife Brenda was always resistant to deliver oral pleasure. “It’s a simple matter of reconditioning” Max says, and the four men get to work.
The Hypno-Forced Wives 4 – Stephen’s wife had turned frigid long ago, and after watching all this action with his friends’ wives, that just wouldn’t do. Stephen tells Max his wishes but he includes few guidelines, and that turns into a very dangerous thing indeed…
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“I told Julie to take it easy. I knew she was drinking too much, and she couldn’t hold her alcohol well. I thought maybe she was doing it on purpose, because of some of the things we had talked about. But this was not the place. Once it happened though, I couldn’t believe how exciting it was. I can’t believe some of the things the guys did to her, but was even more shocked at some of the wives. Aren’t women supposed to look out for each other in these types of situations?”
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