Young Lovers Hypnosis Ballbusting - Sex Stories

Young Lovers Hypnosis Ballbusting

... ferret age is 14."

Eve rolled her eyes, "There's a lot of magic in the world that you're gonna miss out on if you keep researching facts about ferrets."

There was a pause while they smiled at each other. Eve said, "So? You want to try hypnosis?"

"This is so dumb," Mark laughed quietly, before pausing, "I mean, but if it works do you still technically have my consent?"

The two talked about it for a bit more, affirming their boundaries, before concluding they'd try again soon.

The days wore on, but now the two partners had a fire burning in themselves to try this exciting new strategy. It was only the next weekend when they planned to try this new ballbusting method. Eve had spent a night playing a recording on a mind machine through headphones for Mark. The recording was meant to reinforce certain modes of thinking at specific prompt words. Eve had never done this with real equipment bought online, so was hoping it worked out. If not, well, at least they'd laugh about it.

Eve awoke in Mark's bedroom, seeing he'd already left and had the headphones put up. She stepped out to a cleared room, like she'd done last week. Her eyes darted to the corner of the room, where Mark had left out a carpet cleaning vacuum. He excitedly strode over to her. She asked, "Did you clean the carpet again?"

Mark grinned eagerly, embracing her, before answering, "Yep! I didn't want to get my knees dirty."

Then, he knelt down in front of her, sliding his hands over her soft ...

... pajamas, and gently lowered her shorts. He kissed the front of her panties, and Eve's heart fluttered. He pressed his lips against her own lower pair, tensing and pinching them onto her hooded clit at the front. She grabbed his hair, her eyes widening at this rapid assault on her pleasure organ. But, she didn't want to cum yet-not even close. She pushed him back, stepping away and standing before him. She pulled her pants back up, and said, "Mark, let's see if the hypnotism worked."

Mark rested on the rug, leaning back on his elbows to prop up his torso. He admired her from this low angle. She wore comfortable pink pajamas with various sized hearts all over. Likewise, Eve admired her man while he was posed up for her. He wore an unbuttoned henley shirt with sleeves pushed up his forearms, and his plaid pants were soft and lightly faded. She traced out his bulge with her eyes while he traced out her nipples jutting through her thin shirt, each at the center of their own heart pattern. Their gazes met and they both smiled, realizing they each were eye-fucking the other. She said, "You've been listening to a recording that should prime you to feel certain pains when you hear a specific trigger word."

He cocked his head to the side, "Wait. Which words? Do I need to be scared going to the grocery store later?"

Eve shrugged, "No, it's only if I say it. Do kink freaks do normal people things? I thought you were like teachers--you don't see them in public."

Mark rubbed the ...