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Genie Chronicles
(c)2005 Joe Brolly
joebrolly(at)gmail.com


The following piece of fiction is intended as ADULT entertainment. It
contains material of an adult, explicit, sexual nature. If you are
offended by sexually explicit content or language, or are not allowed to
read this type of material due to age, legal restrictions, or any other
reason, please DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER.

All characters and situations in this story are fictitious; any
similarity to any actual persons or situations is purely coincidental.
The author does not necessarily condone or endorse any of the activities
described in this story.

This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the
written permission of the author, Joe Brolly. This story may be freely
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me the courtesy of an e-mail if you add it to a site).

All comments and CONSTRUCTIVE criticism can be directed to the e-mail
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also welcome.

Copyright 2005 Joe Brolly, all rights reserved.



Chapter 22

Jennifer squealed and grabbed Jack's hand as the jet accelerated down
the runway, pressing them back into their plush leather seats. Jack
grinned at her and shook his head in affectionate amusement. She had
grown so comfortable in the little world  in which they had so far spent
most of their time - the apartment, Forbidden Indulgences' Offices, the
shopping and dining areas they frequented - that he had forgotten she
was still very inexperienced in his world. Her little world was left as
they approached the airport, and Jennifer once again became fascinated
with new surroundings and experiences. Jack had flown enough that it was
now a chore rather than an adventure, but Jennifer's adorable enthusiasm
was infectious, both to him and anyone else who got near her as they
arrived at the airport, checked their luggage, and boarded the plane.

She was especially delighted at the first class treatment they received
after boarding; the free champagne, the steamy towels for their faces
and hands, even the wide, comfortable seats themselves. Jack, enjoyed
it, too, but was mildly disappointed to find that his streak of less
than attractive flight attendants continued unbroken. He wasn't sure
where the fantasy of the hot stewardess was being maintained, but it
sure wasn't on his flights. He wasn't too upset about it this time,
though, as he had the most beautiful woman in the world in the seat
beside him. On the other hand, if her current distraction as she
commented excitedly about things getting smaller and smaller while
staring raptly out the window was any indication, it looked like their
joining the membership of the mile high club might have to wait. He
didn't want to interrupt her adventure, and there was always the flight
back.

Once they were above the cloud layer and she couldn't see much out the
window, Jennifer turned her attention inside the cabin. It was like
flying with a little kid - a full grown, stunningly beautiful,
incredibly sexy little kid. She had to do and play with everything. When
he made the observation of her childlike nature out loud, she took great
delight in turning it a bit blue by whispering suggestively in his ear
things like, "Daddy, will you rent me a pair of headphones so I can
watch the movie?"

Their breakfast was served on real china and with real silverware. It
was still airline food, but Jennifer enjoyed it nonetheless, as she did
the movie, even though it was chopped up to fit the time allowed by the
flight and to remove anything remotely sexual or offensive in case kids
were watching. Jack fiddled on his laptop for that part, having little
interest in the film, even had it been uncut.

A little while after the movie ended the captain announced the beginning
of their descent, and that they would be landing in about twenty
minutes. Jennifer looked at Jack with wide eyes. "Isn't the landing the
most dangerous part?"

He looked back a bit skeptically. "Uh, yeah, I guess."

"Will you hold me, Daddy? I'm scared."

"Um, sure."

"Goody!"

Jack couldn't figure what she had in mind until she stood as much as she
could beneath the overhead bins above her window seat, grinned, and
turned to plop in his lap. "I'd really feel much safer if I can sit in
your lap while you hold me, Daddy. Do you think anyone will object?"

"Nah, no one should object, or even notice," Jack said reassuringly
while thinking the same thing to her as a request.

"Thank you, Daddy!" She squirmed enticingly in his lap, molding herself
to him. The seatbelt magically wrapped over both of them, clicked into
place and tightened, holding her ass snugly against his crotch. His
cock, which had begun to harden as soon as her perfect, denim-sheathed
butt touched him, quickly became uncomfortably stiff when she reached
down, grasped his wrists and wrapped his arms around her to hug her body
tightly to him, his hands crossed on her chest to squeeze her breasts.
"Mmmm, I feel almost safe enough, now, but I think I need one more thing
to make me feel really secure."  Jack gasped softly as he felt his cock
shorten enough so that it could point upward in his jeans, then lengthen
again as invisible fingers guided him through  a patch of now-ethereal
fabric and into her tight passage. Once he filled her completely she
gave a contented sigh/moan and said "That's perfect."

Jack couldn't agree more, as her wonderfully talented and not quite
human vaginal muscles started milking him slowly but strongly from root
to tip. She did a little something different this time, though. In the
past when she had used this method, she would milk him from bottom to
top, then start at the bottom again. This time when the contractions
reached his tip, they traveled back down. Jack stifled a moan.

After a few minutes of this treatment, Jack decided that he wanted to
return a little more attention than just the boob fondling they were
currently both enjoying. There was no way he was going to get fingers
anywhere near his target with her legs held tightly closed by the seat
belt, but a quick silent wish had an invisible mouth tonguing and
teasing her clit, regardless of the fact that it was currently
sandwiched between her inner thighs. She moaned, "Oh, Daddy, you are
always so good to me."

Their silent and immobile copulation went completely unnoticed by the
flight attendants as the ladies began making their preparations for
landing, even when Jennifer's stillness was broken by the shudder of
orgasm. Once she was motionless again, Jack remembered an ability he
hadn't used in awhile, and shortened his cock until it almost pulled out
of Jennifer's pussy before lengthening it to fill her again.  This time
her moan was almost a growl, "Oh, yes, Daddy, fuck your little girl."

And he did. It was once again a trilling and intensely erotic
experience; sitting calmly, completely relaxed, while his cock pistoned
forcefully into her. The only evidence of what was happening to her as
the stewardess leaned over to politely raise and lock their trays in
their upright positions was a small grunt and rise of her body against
the seatbelt, causing it to bite deeply into her thighs each time Jack
'thrust'.

Jack wasn't sure if it was pure chance or by Jennifer's doing, but as
the wheels screeched down on the runway and the plane shuddered with the
combined forces of spoilers and brakes working to slow it down, both of
their bodies went rigid in orgasm, Jack holding Jennifer tightly to his
chest. As the plane's shuddering subsided, so did their own, and as it
taxied toward the gate they relaxed and caught their breath. "So... are
we members of the mile high club now, or not?" Jack asked.

She looked over her shoulder, grinned, and shrugged. Her passage, still
hugging his decreasing shaft, gave him one more milk for his last drop
of cum causing him to twitch sharply, before gentle, invisible fingers
tucked him back inside the re-substantial front of his jeans.

The plane rolled to the gate and the chime sounded as the fasten
seatbelt light extinguished. Jennifer released the belt and hopped up,
giving Jack an up-close view of her magnificent ass, also once again
encased in substantial denim, with nary a wet spot. He bit it lightly,
earning an equally light protest, before they grabbed their carry-ons
and deplaned.

There was no one else from the FI contingent on this particular flight,
as Jack had requested Jamie book them from a different airport a couple
of hours closer to the beach. It meant getting up earlier and driving a
couple of hours that morning, but it also meant a couple of hours less
driving on Sunday, when they were sure to be worn out. So, not having to
wait for anybody else, they immediately headed toward baggage claim to
pick up their luggage and then on to catch a shuttle to the Arabian
Nights Hotel and Casino, a huge complex on the southern half of the
Strip. All the FI folks were staying there. It looked to be an
incredible place, but seemed an odd choice, as it certainly wasn't the
closest hotel to the convention center. Jennifer professed complete
innocence to this suspicious pick of hotels before Jack could even
mention it, and it really didn't matter, as there were several quick
transportation options between the hotel and the convention center,
including a recently completed monorail.

Their shuttle deposited them at the grand entrance to the hotel's lobby,
and as they walked through the revolving doors, this time it wasn't only
Jennifer that was gawking. The lobby was magnificent, capturing the
grandeur of what one expected from a sultan's palace. It was all a
commercial collection of stereotypes, but none the less impressive and
captivating.

Just as captivating were the hotel personnel. Almost everyone was at
least attractive, if not stunning, with the bellhops and attendants in
silky balloon pants and vests, and as they moved through the casino and
other entertainment areas, the cocktail waitresses and other female
employees in skimpy Genie costumes that would have gotten the old TV
show pulled immediately. There were _definitely_ some belly buttons
showing, here.

They checked in and gawked their way meanderingly to the elevators. As
the doors closed, a particularly sultry and captivating 'Genie' padded
by the elevator and smiled at them.

 "We've _got_ to get you one of those outfits. I have been terribly
 remiss in not allowing you to dress in your native attire from time to
 time," Jack said.

"Your wish is my command, Master," Genie said with an enigmatic smile,
suddenly clothed in an outfit that made the one they had just seen look
like a little girl's cheesy Halloween costume purchased from a discount
store. Jack ogled her stupidly as a bulge appeared in his jeans. The
bell chimed to indicate their arrival at the requested floor, and
Jennifer was clad once again in jeans and cotton blouse as the doors
opened. She led the way to their room with Jack following behind,
catching a fleeting whiff of jasmine perfume while watching her hips
sway before him as if they were mounted independently from the rest of
her delectable frame.

Their room was nice, although nothing extravagant. It was tastefully
done in the expected decor, with large king-size bed, awesome view of
the strip out the window, and a multiple-head shower in the bathroom.
They were supposed to meet everyone in the convention center in the
early afternoon, and it was already noon, so Jack asked that Genie do
her slowing time trick to allow them a refreshing and playful shower.
They then grabbed a quick sandwich in the hotel's huge shopping 'Bazaar'
before hunting down the monorail stop.

Once the train rolled smoothly from the station, Jennifer was once again
plastered against the window, Oooing and Ahhhing at one fantastic hotel
after another. She would point them out excitedly to Jack as they
passed, repeating "Can we go there later?" for almost every one. Jack
figured it would take roughly a week to explore everywhere she pointed.
He had to admit that he was almost as captivated as she was, though, and
said, "Just wait until you see the Strip at night!"

The monorail eventually veered away from the Strip towards the
convention center, and Jennifer's comments decreased with the more
mundane view passing beneath them, but didn't stop completely until they
exited the monorail at the convention center station. Her enthusiastic
running commentary was silent for all of four or so minutes, the time it
took to make it from the station, past security and onto the convention
hall floor. Then they were both rubbernecking again at all of the booths
being set up while at the same time trying to locate their own spot.
Jack had a map, but it was hard to follow with so many of the booths not
set up yet that might be used as landmarks. They finally found it,
though, and received a surprise as they cheerfully greeted everyone; one
more beautiful woman than was expected. Nick introduced her, "Guys this
is my girlfriend, Cassie. Cassie, this is Jack and Jennifer, of whom you
have heard me speak so much."

They shook hands, and while she greeted them cheerfully enough, she
seemed to be a bit reserved. She also looked a bit familiar to Jack, but
he couldn't place from where. He thought as much to Jennifer.

Jennifer looked at Cassie for a moment, then thought back, *That's
because you haven't watched enough of her DVDs on our bookshelf, yet.*

*Huh? Oh! She's a porn star?*

*Was. Retired. And Cassie wasn't the name she used.*

Jack was distracted from further questioning by Nick gathering up
everyone to start unpacking. Jack quickly reviewed boxes to make sure
everything had arrived, and then they started popping them open. Cassie
was standing off to the side, looking a bit lost. She asked Nick what
she could do, and he shrugged. "Just relax, hon', I think we have
everything covered." This didn't seem to please her much. Jack had begun
unpacking the simulators in their plain brown boxes after locating the
glossy printed sleeves that would go over them. He put one sleeve over a
box, admired his design work for a moment, and then said, "Cassie, I
could use a little help, if you aren't busy."

"Sure."  She came over. "What do you want me to do?"

"Would you mind putting these boxes into the printed sleeves?" He showed
her what he needed.

"Okay." She took a sleeve and a simulator, but then got distracted for a
few minutes reading the product info. Jack took the opportunity to
surreptitiously check her out. She had long bleached-blond hair, a
voluptuous figure, and deeply tanned skin that was just starting to show
a few sun-wrinkles around her eyes and at the corners of her mouth. All
in all still a beautiful woman. A quick check of her tote board showed a
bit of a surprise; while her experience was high across the board, as
would be expected, her interest in sex was fairly low.

The two of them worked together for awhile getting the various products
ready as Nick, Jennifer, Susan and Jamie worked on the rest of the
booth. Cassie asked several questions about the simulator, out of
'professional interest' Jack supposed, although her interest seemed
genuine. They went on to chat about things in general before she said
out of the blue, "You know, don't you?"

Jack looked at her in confusion. "Huh?"

"You recognize me. I can always tell."

"Oh. Yep."

She sighed in resignation. "Might as well get it over with. Go ahead."

"Go ahead and get what over with?"

"The ones who recognize me always have questions. I'm sure you aren't
any different. Go ahead and ask them."

"Uh." Jack knew what kind of questions she meant, and truth be told he
_was_ curious about a few things, but he knew he could always find those
out through Jennifer. So, he thought for a minute then asked, "You look
a little sad. Is anything wrong?"

It was her turn to look confused. This was obviously not the type of
question she had been expecting. "I do?"

Jack shrugged, "Yeah, kinda."

"I don't know why. I can honestly say I'm the happiest I have ever
been."

"Oh? Well, that's good." Jack paused, "But are you as happy as you can
be?"

She frowned at him for a moment, then her frown turned to one of anger.
"Look, I don't know what you are implying or suggesting, but I am very
happy with Nick, and..."

Jack put up his hands in a placating gesture. "I'm not suggesting
anything, and I'm sorry if I offended you. You DID tell me to ask
questions."

They worked silently for awhile, until she said softly, "I'm sorry. It's
just that folks seem to expect someone in my profession - previous
profession, now - to be always ready for sex, with anyone who looks
halfway decent, or even with a group. And there are girls that are. I
was, for a little while. But I finally got tired of it, and it just bugs
me, now." Her eyes lost focus as she looked off in thought. "Maybe I am
a little sad, in a way. I don't regret anything I've done. I enjoyed
most of it, and wouldn't change anything. It does have an effect on any
normal sex life, though. Anyone that tells you different is lying. What
I love about my relationship with Nick is the intimacy, the connection.
He's a wonderful, caring lover, but with the physical sex, well, I guess
I've just lost something along the way." Her eyes refocused on Jack. "I
can't believe I'm telling you all this."

Jack grinned. "You confidence is safe with me." He then frowned in
concentration. "If I understand you correctly, you have a great
relationship with Nick, except for the physical sex side of things, as
you have become a bit... desensitized or numbed to the experience?"

She looked surprised. "Well, yes, that's a very good way to put it. Not
physically numbed - I can still cum at the drop of a hat, one of the
things that made me so popular - but it just doesn't thrill me,
anymore."

Jack nodded sagely. "I think I understand."

She looked at him skeptically and snorted. "You think so, huh?"

Jack grinned, "When I was young, we had this awesome pizza place near
our house. The pizza was my favorite thing to eat, hands down. My
parents got sick of me asking to go there whenever we went out for
dinner. As I got a little older and had a part time job, I spent almost
all my extra cash there. It took awhile, but I finally got tired of the
pizza. It was just as good as always, and we would still go there on
occasion, but I no longer craved it. Only after being away for several
years for college etcetera did some of my craving for that pizza return.
I have to go get one whenever I visit my folks."

"So, you're saying... what, that if I abstain for several years my love
of sex will come back?" Cassie asked continuing to look skeptical.

Jack chuckled. Meanwhile,  a little scheme solidified in his brain.
"Well, no, not exactly. Or yes, it might, but that isn't what I
suggesting. Jennifer is a pretty good hypnotist..."

*I am?! *

Tingle.

*Oh.*

"...and she might be able to help, sort of accelerate the process. Maybe
make it so that you still remember your sexual adventures, but that they
seem much more removed, remote, perhaps even seeming to have happened in
a different life. In that way, your drive for physical sexual
interaction might return, augmenting the intimate relationship you have
with Nick."

She still looked unconvinced. "That all sounds good, but some of the
girls are really into that hypnotism stuff, and I have never seen any
evidence that the crap works, other than to empty their purses and
perhaps allow the hypnotist to cop a feel." She gave a small smirk,
"Although Jennifer wouldn't need to hypnotize me to do that. I must
admit that she does get my nipples hard a bit." She apparently realized
that this might not sound good in regard to her relationship with Nick,
as she looked Jack in the eyes and continued as her smirk grew, "Nick's
said that he has no problem with my fooling around with women, as long
as he at least gets to watch."

Jack grinned back. "Jennifer and I have a similar agreement, so maybe we
can arrange something, some time." He continued, "But as far as the
hypnotism goes, this would be different. Jennifer wouldn't charge you,
and it really is quite effective. Can I ask you another personal
question? Have you discussed this with Nick?"

"What, that I love being with him, and making love to him, but that the
purely physical part of sex doesn't thrill me much, any more?" At Jack's
nod, she replied, "Oh, sure. He understands." She smirked again. "And
besides, just because the physical sex doesn't do so much for me,
anymore, doesn't mean I've stopped enjoying giving a good blow job."

Jack raised an eyebrow, then replied, "Still, I bet the results of what
Jennifer can do would improve both your sex lives. If you agree, Nick
can be there to make sure nothing questionable happens. Or, if you would
like for it to be a surprise for him, we can video tape the session and
you can watch it immediately afterward to know exactly what we have
done."

"You're serious, aren't you? You really think she can help me?"

Jack smiled reassuringly. "Absolutely. No thinking required."

She looked at him for a long moment, then nodded nervously. "Nick has
talked a lot about you two, and about all the surprises you spring, but
that he trusts you guys. I guess I will, too. When?"

"When is good for you?"

"The sooner the better, before I chicken out."

"With Nick, or without?"

"Hmmm. Well, it would be a nice surprise, I guess, if it works as well
as you say." she mused.

"That should work better, actually. It looks like we'll be finished up
here by late afternoon. I'll grab Jennifer at some point and let her
know what's going on. When we get done, you and she can run to our room
with the video camera. Give Nick some story about you guys going off to
do something, and then I'll ask him to peruse the floor with me. We'll
follow you after giving you plenty of time to finish."

"Okay," Cassie replied, still looking uncertain, but a bit excited, too.

They completed preparing the simulators and accessories, then split up
to help the others. Jack joined Jennifer to set up a display. They
bumped into each other a couple of times as they maneuvered around, but
it soon became obvious that Jennifer was intentionally and more and more
overtly rubbing him with butt and chest. After a particularly outrageous
ram with her bumper, Jack staggered and laughed, "What are you doing?!"
She looked at him innocently.

"Didn't you tell Cassie that you were going to grab me? How big an
opportunity do you need?"

"Ah! So I did. I have been quite remiss." The resumed their work, and as
she continued to nudge him with tit and ass, she received a good grab or
fondle each time. They also quietly discussed Jack's plans for Cassie.

True to Jack's predication, they finished prepping the booth around four
thirty. Nick told everyone they could go, but to meet in the hotel lobby
at seven, as FI would treat everyone to dinner. Jennifer and Cassie had
gotten their heads together briefly, so Cassie told Nick that she and
Jennifer were going to take care of a 'girl thing', and she would meet
him in the room in time to get ready. Jamie had already skipped off to
explore, but Susan looked after the two ladies, probably a little hurt
that they didn't include her in the 'girl thing'. Jack went over to her
and said, "They aren't excluding you. Cassie just wants to talk to
Jennifer a little in private. You know how easy Jennifer is to talk to.
Now let's go look around a bit and bug Nick about having a girlfriend.
Did you know he had one?"

Susan brightened, and nodded her head. "Sort of. He's fairly mysterious
about his personal life, but he's made a few comments in passing. I
don't know anything about her, other than she seems very nice, and very
pretty."

"Yep. Nick and I will be the envy of everyone at dinner, what with each
of us having two of the most gorgeous women in town, one on each arm."
Susan smiled and blushed mildly at the praise. Jack wrapped his arm
around her waist in a friendly fashion and bumped her hip with his as
they walked. "So, will you be my date?" he asked in a goofy voice.
Susan's smile widened into a big grin. "I'd tell on you, but I have a
feeling Jennifer would just say we'd make great bookends or something. I
think I'll have a fight from Jamie for the position, though. She seems
rather taken with you here of late." It was Jack's turn to give an
embarrassed smile and a shrug.

They caught up with Nick, and Susan peppered him with lots of questions
about Cassie. He just grinned a lopsided grin and gave mostly unspecific
answers as they meandered around the hall. When Susan stopped to check
out a partially-assembled display that looked to promote some sort of
odd looking vibrator, Nick sidled up to Jack and said quietly, "You
know, don't you?"

Jack laughed at the echoing of Cassie's earlier question, drawing a
questioning look from Susan. He just shrugged and pointed at Nick with
his head. She looked at both of them suspiciously for a second before
going back to her perusal.

"Yeah, I recognized her."

"I figured as much when you guys were talking earlier. You didn't grill
her did you? She hates that."

"Nope. We actually didn't talk about it much at all. We did discuss the
simulator a bit. She seemed impressed, and expressed an interest in
seeing it in action. So, I'm assuming that you haven't mentioned it to
her?"

"No. We don't talk about my work much. Or hers, for that matter. I'm
really surprised she came out here with me, actually. I think it's the
opportunity to see a few of her friends living here that got her to
come. She's going to visit with them while we are at the show."

"Gotcha. Good thing I didn't ask her if she was going to help as another
booth babe."

Nick nodded emphatically. "A very good thing. I should probably mention
to Susan and Jamie not to ask her, even in jest." Nick frowned for a
moment. "I'd appreciate it if you didn't mention her previous profession
to anyone else. She isn't ashamed of it, and doesn't mind discussing it
with friends, but she doesn't like the big deal everyone makes of it
when they find out."

"I understand. I have to ask you though, how does one get an ex-adult
film star as a girlfriend, and is it everything one might imagine?"

Nick gave Jack a quizzical and slightly exasperated look. "You, with
someone as 'Jennifer' as Jennifer is, are still curious about that? Why
the hell do you care?"

Jack shrugged. "I'd be letting down all warm-blooded guys everywhere if
I didn't ask."

Nick rolled his eyes. "Well we met at one of the last promo things she
did, for her last video. We just sort of hit it off. She later said it
was because I talked to her like a 'pretty girl I wanted to get to know
better', rather than a 'human fuck toy' while she was surrounded by
larger than life size photos of herself, mostly naked. Shortly after
that she retired, and we've been dating ever since. We care deeply for
each other," Nick looked mock-sternly at Jack, "and all I'm going to say
in response to you second question is that it is much more and a little
less that one might imagine."

Jack laughed again. "Fair enough. I'm happy for you both."

"Thanks. Now, what's this 'girl thing' she's gone off with Jennifer
about? I get the feeling they are up to something."

"Well, I can't speak for Cassie, but that could be said of Jennifer at
pretty much any time. You should know that by now."

Nick chuckled. "True. And knowing both Jennifer and Cassie as I do, I
guess whatever they're up to will be interesting."

--------

Cassie admired Jennifer's flowing mane of deep red hair and perfect
figure a bit lasciviously,  a bit jealously, and a bit professionally as
Jennifer moved with an unconscious and easy grace around the hotel room.
*Man,* Cassie thought, *she could name her own price...*

"Okay, all set." Jennifer pulled up a chair in front of Cassie and sat.
"Ready?"

Cassie nodded nervously.

Jennifer held up a pendant on a long chain and started swinging it
slowly. "Just relax. Watch the pendant and listen to my voice."

Cassie thought this was awfully hokey, but couldn't resist becoming
captivated by Jennifer's low, sensual voice and the swinging pendant.
What was that on the face of it, a lamp? When Jennifer said, "I'm going
to count slowly from ten to one, and before I am finished you will be in
a deep, relaxed sleep," Cassie thought lazily, *yeah, right.*

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five..."

Cassie's eyes drifted closed, and then popped open again. Uh, huh, she
knew this wouldn't work. She sighed sadly. "Sorry, I guess I'm just not
a good candidate for hypnotism."

Jennifer grinned at her. "Actually, you were a perfect candidate." She
reached over and stopped the video camera that had been recording the
proceedings and hit rewind.

Cassie frowned. "What do you mean 'were'?"

"We're done. Everything went great."

"Huh? You didn't do anything, you just counted down from ten, and that
was it."

"Oh? And what's the last number you remember?"

Cassie blinked in confusion for a moment, "Uh, five, I guess."

"Well, I counted down to one."

"...oh. I see. Well, did it work? I don't feel any different."

"Are you sure? I know from earlier that you love how Nick holds you,
kisses you passionately, makes slow love to you." Jennifer sat on the
bed beside Cassie's chair and continued in a softer, once again sensuous
voice. "But now how do you feel about his sucking your nipples, flicking
them lightly with his tongue before kissing his way slowly down to your
pussy and spreading your lips with his tongue, licking teasingly between
them, his licks getting excruciatingly closer to your clit. His tongue
finally touches, and you jump and moan at the contact. He slowly licks
the entire length of his tongue repeatedly against your most sensitive
bud, while a long finger slowly pushes inside you and starts to fuck..."

Jennifer went on for several moments, until her sensual monologue
finally made Cassie say "Stop!" She panted, her nipples obviously
diamond-hard beneath her blouse, and looked at Jennifer in wonder and a
little apprehension. "What have you done to me? I haven't been this
excited and horny since the homecoming king drove me to make-out park
after senior prom!"

"Only what we said I would do. Here, look for yourself." Jennifer held
out the video camera, which had the small foldout color screen extended,
and pushed play. The sound from the camera's small speaker was a bit
tinny, but perfectly audible.

"...four, three, two, one. You are now in a deep, relaxed sleep, and
ready to receive my instruction. When you awake, you will not remember
what I tell you, or even that you have been asleep, but the instructions
I give to you will remain in effect unless and until I again put you
under and change or remove these commands." Jennifer paused. "From now
on, all of your sexual experiences before you met Nick will seem as if
they happened in another life. You will remember them vividly, but it
will be almost as if they happened to someone else. You will start your
sexual life anew, as excited about the experiences ahead as you were for
your very first time, yet with none of the anxiety or apprehension,
since you will have all of you memories, experience, and knowledge to
draw on..."

The actual hypnotism was all complete bullshit, of course. The change in
Cassie as Jennifer was describing had been accomplished by a wish made
by Jack, with another putting her to sleep while Jennifer spouted the
mumbo jumbo, then waking her again.

Cassie watched the little on-screen Jennifer reach out a hand to gently
cup sleeping Cassie's right breast and run a thumb around a quickly hard
nipple. Fully awake Cassie gave a mostly amused, mildly offended "Hey!"
as Jennifer smiled and waved at the camera while she continued to fondle
before leaning over to whisper for a few moments in sleeping Cassie's
ear. This earned a much more offended "Hey!"

As the on-screen Jennifer said," I will now count from one to ten, and
at ten you will waken feeling fully refreshed and relaxed. One..." awake
Cassie protested, "You guys said that I could trust you! What was that
you whispered?"

"You _can_ trust us. I did that in full view of the camera. I didn't try
to hide it in any way. It was just a little fun, a couple of gifts for
you, and for Nick. If you don't like them, then I can start the recorder
again and put you back under to remove them."

"Gifts? What gifts?"

"Well, the first happens when you hear this word..." Jennifer leaned
over and whispered in Cassie's ear. Cassie gasped and then moaned, as
she immediately felt more sexually aroused than she could remember ever
feeling in her 'previous life'. She writhed in her seat, her hands
continuously making fists as they ached to maul a tit, savagely pinch a
nipple, flail a clit, and mercilessly finger-fuck a pussy. It was all
Cassie could do to prevent them from ravaging her body, or reaching out
to grab Jennifer's face and bury it in her own already dripping pussy,
or... and then she knew it was more than she could do. Very soon she
would be absolutely powerless against her own desire, and would be
unable to resist doing _something_. She had a brief, fevered thought
that only some very strong restraints tied to ankles and wrists might
stop her, and that thought in turn both horrified her that she might
actually be put in a position where she couldn't get any relief, and
sent her arousal rocketing to even greater heights at the idea that she
might be put in a position where she couldn't get any relief.

Jennifer whispered again, "And the second is this word..."

Cassie's body stiffened, then convulsed violently in orgasm. Jennifer
reached out to pull her gently onto the bed before she could fall out of
the chair, and then held her as Cassie continued to shudder and quake
through the intense experience. Her mouth was open in a silent scream,
until she finally came down enough to where she could grunt loudly for a
moment, and then pant as her shudders eventually subsided. She looked at
Jennifer in wonder as she gasped for breath.

Jennifer said, "It is your choice. I can remove these 'gifts' now, or at
any time you wish, or change the words that trigger them. Or you can
keep them to give to Nick, or anyone else, whenever you desire. I think
you will agree, though, that they should not be given lightly, as they
will hold a fairly great sway over you, and should only be told to
someone you trust completely."

Cassie nodded, still looking at Jennifer in awe.

--------

Cassie made it back to her and Nick's room just in time to hop in the
shower before Nick arrived. The satisfaction from her recent mega-ton
orgasm was all that kept her from jumping him and making them very, very
late for dinner. Thus they arrived at the lobby right on time, Nick a
bit mystified but thrilled about his girlfriend's all-around happier
attitude, completely unaware of his impending 'doom' at the hands of a
now virginally-horny woman with the knowledge and experience of a porn
star.

They decided to travel up the strip a ways to the World of Hollywood
restaurant, where they Ooo'd and Ahhh'd at all the move props and
memorabilia while they waited for their table. They enjoyed an
entertaining and slightly raucous dinner, and then decided to walk back
down the strip to try to catch some of the free outdoor shows that
several of the hotels put on to attract spectators, which hopefully
would turn into gamblers. Their timing was good, and they caught both a
pirate battle and an incredible, humongous fountain display on their
leisurely walk back. Even Jamie, with her younger energy, was exhausted
by the time they entered the lobby, and as they had to get up bright and
early for the show the next morning, everyone agreed to call it a night.

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