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  I pulled my fingers away. Bridgette finally responded, “Would you do that for me?”

  A response eluded me. A load dropped in her pussy was my idea of a college girl's nightmare. The very mention of it drove my pet wild.

  Bridgette wrapped a leg around my, trying to draw me back in. “You're so kind to me.”

  I reached around to loosen her wrists. The indentation of the rope on her skin held the fibers in place until I gave them a slight tug with my fingers. Bridgette slid her hands out of the coils.

  Before I could react, she was already on top of me, viciously grinding herself in an attempt to put me back inside. Bridgette found the magic spot, impaling herself on my rod with a deep moan of bliss. My earlier order turning her into a sex-fiend for the night took it's full effect.

  Bridgette twisted and popped her hips, knocking my cock against every surface inside her pussy. Every movement exaggerated itself, forcing my eyes to roll back. Even the wetness inside her muff couldn't contain itself, leaking down my inner thighs and onto the bed.

  Her hands grabbed onto my chest hair, giving her extra leverage. I tried to cry out in pain, but the pleasure was just too great to be overwhelmed. By the time the sheets below were saturated with Bridgette's personal supply of wetness, she was near another climax.

  She dove into full hysteria, letting one had drift down to her pearl. The other hand shifted to the comforter just above my shoulder as I ordered, “Keep going, don't come yet.”

  Bridgette complied, clenching her walls around me. The pressure started to make each swish of her hips provide more and more friction. When I felt myself trapped within her depths, I whispered, “You can come now.”

  And come she did. Bridgette collapsed into my shoulder as she released her bean from the relentless assault. She cried out, ringing my ear with a high note almost beyond the human range of hearing. Her pink softness pulsed with each racing heartbeat.

  I let her ride the mentally induced orgasm out. The feeling of her walls caressing my shaft surpassed her admirable job of shaking those hips. By the time she was finished, I felt the precum announce my own approaching climax.

  Bridgette shivered in my arms. I held her tight and whispered, “That's a good girl. You earned your reward.”

  She barely had the sense to say, “Thank you, sir.”

  The final aftershocks wore off. I rolled Bridgette off of me and pulled her face-down to the edge of the bed. I stood and admired the black void my cock had left in her.

  I admired her flexibility as I stretched her legs apart, wedging my hips between her thighs and pulling her ass up. My cock slid against her opening as I teased just a bit more. Bridgette held herself steady with her arms, preparing herself for her ultimate duty for the night.

  She screamed when I poked my way back in, filling her tunnel deeper than before thanks to the position. I grabbed hold of her ass, pulling her into me as hard as possible. At that point, it was easy to bend my knees or wave my hips to get a marvelous reaction out of her.

  Bridgette whimpered with each jostling motion I gave to her tiny ass. She gripped the comforter, pulling a large part of it with her as she contracted her arms. I tried to keep myself under control, despite feeling a surge in my scrotum.

  I careened toward blowing my load when a thought occurred to me: Reward her. Encourage this. My cock whipped out of her wet pussy and I flipped her over in one motion. Before she could react, I had my face shoved inside Bridgette's womanhood.

  Like moist cake, I couldn't get enough of her taste. Her fingers curled in my hair with each run from opening to clit. I felt her legs tense as I yelled a muffled command. “Come dammit!”

  I felt the roots of a few hair follicles pull out of my scalp. Bridgette's body lost all motor control as I kept going, letting two fingers join my tongue in the pleasure. I felt her G-spot pulsate as the torture of her pulling became too much to handle.

  I broke free and sat up. Bridgette had wrapped her arms around her chest, just under her tits enough to push her cleavage together. As I tried to reenter, her climaxing pussy attempted to reject me.

  Forcing my way in, I struggled to break through to the deepest point. Bridgette unleashed a heart-stopping scream. My fingers played with her man in the pink canoe before she could shiver herself out.

  The world felt like a dream as my own orgasm rushed onto the stage. I released her clit and clasped my hands around her waist. Pumping with the ferocity of a pissed honey badger, I let out my own chorus of moans.

  Bridgette regained the ability to form words, screaming, “Yes! Yes! Fucking come inside me sir! Yes!” Her arms and legs wrapped tight around me, still jittery from the afterglow.

  Each burst left my sack feeling hollow. I tried to savor the moment. Each spurt drained my vitality even further, crashing me into Bridgette as my endurance gave out.

  I tried to force more of myself out. I barely managed one more explosion, petering out as I felt the gift surround my shrinking pole. Bridgette caressed my shoulders and nuzzled my cheek, slipping me into a near-vegetative state.

  I awoke nude the next morning, somehow curled up under the covers with Bridgette. I felt that her panties had returned and the stockings were gone. I stirred to get up and slip to the bathroom without her noticing.

  Before I could even get my body off of hers, she woke and reached for the glasses on my nightstand. The fear of her no longer being under my control and accusing me of slipping her a roofie sent liquid nitrogen down my spine. She donned the glasses and asked, “Do you want anything, Trent?”

  The oversized specs made her cute without the spinster outfit. “Not right now.”

  “I see.” Bridgette grabbed my wrist as I tried to get up. “Thank you for being so kind last night, sir.”

  I stood and let her keep hold of me. “Don't you have class this morning?” It was already a quarter 'til eight.

  Bridgette let go and propped herself on her elbows. Her tits were still amazing. “An eight-thirty lecture. Why?”

  I sighed and rubbed my eyes, noticing the smell of her womanhood lingering on my fingers. “Shouldn't you be going to that?”

  She smiled and cocked her head. “If you want me to.”

  “Yeah, go to your classes, ace your tests, and show up like normal at the library. You've still got a life of your own.” The little incantation worked far better than I would have expected, even after having my mind blown already.

  “Should I come back after I'm done?”

  I could feel a chub coming on already. “Tonight at nine. Until then, live your life like you normally would.”

  Even if life did have to go on as normal during the day, the hated library assistant was my pet after dark.

  COMPLIMENTARY EXCERPT FROM

  HYPNO STUD 2: STEALING DAWN

  Dawn pulled her head up, curling her fingers around my shaft. “You’re longer than my boyfriend. Doing that to him was never a problem.”

  My hands sifted through her hair in approval. I lowered her head ever so slightly, trying to encourage another round of that wonderful madness. “There's not a man on earth who wouldn't feel good hearing that.”

  “Really?” She grinned and took my member back in another oral embrace, shifting her shoulders and neck with each new blow. I rubbed the back of her neck with a couple of fingers, trying to slow Dawn's efforts before she could finish me off too early.

  Dawn pulled herself up, letting her hands run up my torso until they rested on my shoulders. “Do you want to see what else I do for Clay?” She pulled her hands down to cup her breasts and push them into me. “I promise he likes it.”

  “What happens if I appreciate it more?”

  She turned her body around and fell into the mattress. It was all I could do not to faint when I saw that perfect ass arch up as she bounced. Her hands snaked down her sides as she asked, “Are you fucking me, or should I go back to him?”

  I stood on the floor and grabbed her thighs, pulling her pussy just beyond the edge
of the mattress. The wetness of it was beyond capacity already. I spat on my palm, mixing my spit with hers in a final preparation.

  Dawn latched on to the bed when I used my tip to knock on the door to Heaven. The way her back arched sent the blood surging for that extra little bit of hardness. Not wanting to keep my new conquest waiting, I leaned in, sliding myself into her supple passage.

  Dawn wrapped her legs and planted her feet into my back. It urged me deeper inside as she whimpered in the utmost delight. I pressed a hand on her back for a bit of extra control.

  I pulled myself out a bit, but Dawn tightened her calves. The soles of her feet pushed hard against the middle of my back, drawing me back in. Her eyes closed and she said, “I think you like me after all.” I overpowered her attempt to hold me captive inside her pussy, then pushed back in like the fist of an angry god. “Oh fuck, yes! Keep going.”

  My dick threatened to go off already. The urge to just let go and come already gnawed at my head, but I wasn't ready to give in yet.. I grabbed Dawn's thigh, turning her on her side for clear access to the swelling nub between her lower lips.

  Rooted deep within Dawn’s throbbing walls, I gave myself a break to work her magic button. I couldn't tell if she was trying to finish me off as soon as possible, but she was doing a damn fine job of it.

  Dawn’s body quivered with each tap of her clit. She curled her torso, grabbing my waist to pull me even deeper. I gave her pearl the full effort, feeling her pussy tremble around my length.

  Her voice cracked out. “I’m gonna come, fuck!”

  I gave her clit a light slap as she tensed up in preparation. Dawn's entire body contracted, her screams trying to escape through clenched teeth. I kept going as her voice grew higher.

  Dawn's orgasm crashed through her entire body. She writhed as I pulled myself out, her throat whimpering with each shock. I fell into the bed beside her and lightly gripped her throat.

  She hadn't quite come to her senses yet when I asked, “Does your boyfriend do that for you?”

  Dawn’s lips curled in a smile after a few seconds. She opened her eyes and caught her breath before kissing me. Pulling her mouth away and snuggling up, she said, “He used to, but it's been a while.”