Changing Our Friends by Digger
Changing our friends (Part 1) by Digger (digger87@excite.com)

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takes place in a FANTASY world with no AIDS or STDs.  In the REAL
world AIDS and STDs can kill you.  Protect yourself!!!!
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     I have been happily married for 3 years.  My wife is
beautiful.  We are both 28.  I stand 6'00" and have an average
build.  Margo is 5'7" with a great ass and perky, firm tits.  We
both work-out regularly and consider ourselves to be in great
shape.  Back in college, a buddy taught me a fun party trick-how
to hypnotize someone.  It works most of the time.  As everyone
knows, under hypnosis, you can't make someone do something they
wouldn't want to do (i.e. commit murder, or fall in love with
another person).  I have used it to help a friend stop smoking.
On occasion I have used it for a laugh; I once made a guy sing the
"Gilligan's Island" theme song after diving in a pool with his
clothes on.

     We live in the suburbs of Calgoropolis.  Both Margo and I
attended nearby Watry State University and keep in contact with
our many college friends.  One of my long-time friends is Ann.
She got married 6 years to Norbert (or "Bert" as we all call him).
Margo is fine with my relationship with other women because our
marriage is very strong and she trusts me.  In fact, the 4 of us
get together on occasions.  Ann always had a reputation for being
a prude.  I had a frat brother who dated her for 6 months and all
he got from her physically was 2 handjobs.  She did not like
talking about sex.  She was always a wet rag when it came to the
topic.  She didn't like to dress in any way that could be
construed as being revealing.  Once she even told Margo that she
was showing off too much skin.  Bert, on the other hand, was a
typical guy.  He dated and slept with a number on women in
college.  On occasion, when Ann is out of town, on my insistence,
we have gone to a strip club and even got a lapdance or two.  But
Bert was also a modest and protective person.  He never liked it
if someone mentioned that his wife was hot.  And I think he is a
prude too for he never liked to take his shirt off in public, and
always felt uneasy showering in the locker room.

     Last weekend, Bert and Ann came over for dinner and a movie.
In the course of discussions, it was brought up that I knew how to
hypnotize people.  Bert was intrigued.  I told him about the pool
incident, and I told him how I stopped Margo from cracking her
knuckles (I also made her crave sucking my dick, but I wasn't
going to tell him that).  Bert wondered if I could stop Ann from
chewing on her fingernails.  I was hesitant.  He pushed me, so I
pulled Ann aside and told her what was what.  She agreed to do it,
but she wanted me to hypnotize Bert and make him like cleaning the
bathroom.  I agreed to do it.  Ann went down fast and was very
open to suggestion.  Bert was the same.

     That night, as Margo was sucking my dick, I told her how it
went.  With a wicked grin (I love my wife's devious streak), she
mentioned that I should have told them to do something wild.
"Like what, dance in the street?"

     "No.  I was thinking that you should make Bert love to go to
down on Ann.  She told me that he is very resistant."

     "Hmmm.  I don't know, maybe he won't do it.  Remember I can't
make anyone do something they don't really want to do."

     "I know, but he does do it."

     "Okay, but how about some reciprocity?  Maybe I should make
Ann like to go down on him more."

     Margo licked my 7 inch cock, and said, "She has always been a
bit repressed.  I know she just needs a nudge to break out and
make Bert go nuts!"

     "You are so wicked."

     "Yes, but I think it would help them.  Ann has told me that
some of the fire has gone out of their marriage."

     "Boy, you think I could help them spice up their life?"

     She replied, "It would be a good form of marriage
counseling."  We got a chuckle out of that.  I put our
conversation out of my mind.

     A month later, at a party, Margo and I ran across Ann and
Bert.  Margo immediately gave me an odd look, then whispered in my
ear, "Remember what we talked about."  (She has a better memory
than I).  I giggled.  I inquired as to the success or failure of
their changed habits.  Both assured me that my suggestions worked;
Ann no longer munched on her nails, and Bert has cleaned the
bathroom weekly.  Off to the side, Bert then asked me, "Can you do
it again?  It worked like a charm.  I was hoping you could get her
to like baseball more."

     "It's possible," I said with a grin on my face, "but you know
there has to be reciprocity."

     "Okay.  Let's think ."

     "I am going to ask Ann."    Bert gave me a hard look, but
that didn't stop me from going to Ann.

     "He wants to do it again, eh?  Well you can make him wash the
dishes," she said with humph.

     A short while later, I was in a quiet, dimly lit room with
Ann.  I had her under in a few minutes.  "Ann, do you hear me?" I
asked in a quiet, soothing voice.

     With her eyes still closed, she answered quietly, "I hear
you."

     "Do you love Bert with all your heart?"

     "I love him with all my heart."

     "Do you love baseball?"

     "I think baseball is nothing special."

     "From now on, you will think baseball is special.  And you
will do this because you love Bert.  You will want to learn more
about and talk about baseball."

     "I think baseball is special because I love Bert.  I will
want to learn more about and talk about baseball."

     "You will also want to talk about sex more often.  You will
talk about it in detail.  You will want to talk about your past,
his past, other people, and your fantasies.  The only other people
you will talk about sex in this great detail with is Bert, Margo
and me.  You will think it is normal and natural to talk in detail
about sex and you will not be ashamed.  Do you understand?"

     "Yes, I understand."  Then I had her repeat my instructions
back to me.  She seemed very open and did not fight the words.

     I continued with thought planting; "in public, you will check
out other people.  You will examine with your eyes both men's and
women's bodies.  You will like to talk about their bodies with us.
You will like to look at men's crotches and wonder about their
penises.  You will like to look at other women's tits.  At the
gym, in the locker room, you will check out the other women, and
report on their bodies.  You will not stare.  Do you understand?"

     "Yes, I understand."  Then I had her repeat my instructions
back to me.

     "Finally, Ann, you will like to suck Bert's cock more often.
You will like to do it every day.  On Saturdays, you will love to
suck his cock at least three times.  You will love to suck on him
in most any situation.  You will love to suck on him when Margo
and I are around.  You will love to suck on him when you are out
for a hike or a bike ride.  You will love to have him cum in your
mouth.  You love the taste of cum.  You love it when some of cum
spills on to your face.  You will love the way it feels.  You will
love it when Bert kisses you after he cums in your mouth.  You
will love it when he licks cum off your face.  You will think all
this behavior is normal and nothing to be ashamed of and you will
say so.  Do you understand?"  She did!  I was amazed that she
repeated them back to me.   The last thing I said was, "In 2
months, you will want me to hypnotize you again."  She agreed.  I
was excited for Bert at the possibilities of what might happen.  I
stopped the session.  Ann seemed at ease and didn't mention
anything to me.

     Bert entered the room soon after Ann left.  "Did you do it?
Will she like baseball?"

     "We'll see, Bert?  I hope the thoughts I placed with her
really come true.  Now it is your turn."  Bert went under easy.  I
started with the dishwashing habit.  Soon I switched the topic,
and told him to talk about sex in graphic detail with Ann.  (This
was easy, because men like to talk about sex).  I told him to
check out other people's bodies (also easy for a man).  But I told
him to check out other men's crotches and wonder about their
penises.  I told him to check out guys in the locker room and
report on their bodies and especially their dicks.  "You will
wonder about how hard their penises get and if they could please
women with it."  He understood and repeated it back to me.

     "You will like to cum in Ann's mouth.  You will like to see
cum in her mouth and on her face.  You will like to kiss her after
you cum in her mouth.  You will love to swap cum with her.  You
will love the taste of cum.  You will love to lick it off her
body.  You will love to cum in her pussy.  You will love to lick
your cum out of her pussy.  You will think all this behavior is
normal and nothing to be ashamed of and you will say so.  Do you
understand?"  He did and he repeated!  I could not believe it.  I
also told him that in 60 days, I wanted him to have me hypnotize
him.  He agreed.  I brought him out of his trance.  We both exited
the room.

     In the car on the way home, I told Margo what I had said to
them.  She couldn't believe it.  She got very excited.  The moment
we got home, she tore off my clothes and fucked me for an hour.

     Ten days later, I was at the gym when I spied Bert.  He
didn't see me at first, and I noticed him checking out people.
After finishing on the treadmill, I approached him.  We chit-
chatted, then I headed toward the locker room.  "I was going to
take a sauna; want to join me?" he asked.  I agreed, and we went
into the locker room.  As we stripped, I notice Bert checking out
other guys.  My suggestions were working!  He leaned over to me
and said, "Check out the equipment on that guy."  He nodded his
head toward a young guy in the corner.  Slyly, I checked out the
stranger, and he did have big dick.

     "Impressive," I said.

     "I'll say.  That is a big one.  I wonder how hard it gets,"
said Bert.

     "I don't know, maybe 10 inches."

     "Wow.  It puts my 6 to shame."  I got up and went into the
sauna.  We were alone in the dark, hot room.  I stripped off my
towel, and Bert checked me out.  He stared a little too long.
"How big is your dick, Chris?"

     "About 7 inches, why?"

     "Just curious."  He paused.  "It looks really thick."

     "I guess it is.  No one has ever complained."  I could feel a
little blood run to my dick, and it expanded.  I tried to change
the subject away from dick.  "So how's things between you and Ann?
Does she like baseball?"

     "She does.  This hypnosis really works."

     "Really."

     "Great."

     "Also, our sex life has really turned around.  We used to be
a couple-times-a-month people, now we can't get enough of it.  Ann
sucks on my dick like it is candy.  Every day this morning she has
sucked me off.  It is great!  This morning, I came out of the
shower, and found her standing naked in the bathroom.  She looked
so good.  My cock sprang to life and so did she.  My god, she
sucked and sucked until I came all over her face.  She looked so
good with my cum on her face."

     "I bet she did," I said.

     I thought I would check out one of my other suggestions; I
asked, "So did she jump right in the shower in order to clean up?"

     "Yes and no.  I licked her off first."

     "You went down on her?"

     "No, I licked my cum off her face."

     "That sounds gross," I lied.

     "No," he explained, "it tastes pretty good.  I like doing it.
You should try it."

     "Maybe I will, if you say it is so great."  We talked a
little longer, then parted ways.  When I got home, I told Margo
about my encounter with Bert.  She sucked my cock like there was
no tomorrow.

     Two Saturdays later, we decided to go for a hike with Ann and
Bert.  Margo and I had talked about the possibility of discussing
sex with our friends.  We agreed that it would be fun and exciting
to see how far we could push the conversation.

     It was a nice day, and we went off to the Foothills.  Our
trail was uncrowded-we saw only 6 people all day.  Towards noon,
we past two of them-women jogging.  Each only wore a sports bra
and shorts.  Their tits caught my attention as they bounced by.
Both Ann and Bert also stared.  After the joggers were out of
earshot, Ann said to Bert, "Did you see how big her tits were?"

     "Which one?" he replied.

     "The one in blue; she had to be at least a full C cup, if not
a D."

     "Yeah, but they were bouncing too much.  You know I like tits
firm.  The one in yellow, now there were some firm tits," Bert
said.

     I piped in, "I thought the yellow one had a great ass."

     "A body build for sex," Bert smiled.

     "I'll say," said Ann.  Looking at her husband, she continued,
"Bet you would like to ride her ass!"

     "You bet, but I only like riding your ass," Bert replied.
They laughed.

     After a few minutes of silence, Margo asked Ann, "You take it
in your ass?"

     "Sure," Ann said with pride, "don't you?"

     "Sometimes, but I never thought you would."

     "I never used to like it, but lately Bert and I have been
doing a lot of anal sex."  Bert had a big grin.  "In fact we have
been having sex all the time.  It is like we're newly-weds again.
It is great."

     Bert agreed, "I'll say.  This morning Ann gave me a great
blow job.  It was a perfect 10."

     Sarcastically I said, "So she swallowed, eh?  You know what
they say `9's spit.  10's swallow.'"

     "Of course I swallowed it," replied Ann.  "It tastes great.
Don't you think so, Bert?"

     Margo stared at Bert, who said, "It tastes good to me."

     "So you `snowball' it back to him?" Margo asked in false
shock.

     "Sure.  It is fun.  He likes to eat his sperm from me, don't
you honey?"

     "Yes, I do.  As I was saying to Chris the other day, he
should try it.  I especially love it when I eat it out of Ann's
pussy.  The mixture of the juice is great.  I can't get enough."
He and Ann kissed.  I could see their tongues dancing.

     "Hon, I forgot to tell you about this woman I saw at the
gym," Ann said to Bert.  "She had the cutest tits.  They were
small; they could fit into a martini glass.  But the cool thing
was her nipples-they were really puffy.  They looked like little
ski hats on the ends of her tits.  Also, her pussy was wild.  Her
cunt lips hung down an inch or more.  I had a hard time staring.
She must have been fucked a lot with a big dick in order to become
so stretched out."

     "Maybe it was the guy we say, eh Chris?" Bert asked.  I said
nothing.  He continued, "This guy was huge.  Had to be about 10
inches.  I bet you he's stretched open a pussy or two in his day."

     "Boy, I would have liked to see that," Ann said.  "I saw
something you would have really liked the other day-a girl with a
shaved pussy and big tits.  I was sitting at my locker after my
aerobics class yesterday, when this girl sits down at the other
end of the bench.  She opened her locker, then started to get out
of her workout clothes.  We got to talking.  We both stripped in
front each other.  I found it hard not to stare at her big tits.
They had to be a C cup or better.  I thought I saw her checking me
out too.  We got our things and headed toward the shower.  She
didn't wrap herself with her towel, so I didn't either.  We
entered our separate stalls.  I washed up quickly, and returned to
my locker.  My mystery woman reappeared 10 minutes later.  I asked
her about her long shower.  She said she had to shave.  At that
moment, she put her hand between her legs, rubbed her pussy and
said, `Nice and smooth.'  I was stunned.  Sure enough, when she
turned one direction, I saw that she had shaved off all her pubes.
I was so turned on.  I thought I could never be turned on by
another woman, but I was hot.  I knew I wouldn't see you till late
that night, so I ran into a toilet stall and masturbated.  I came
really hard.  That's why I was so horny last night."  Bert and Ann
kissed again.

     Soon we stopped on the top of a cliff with a nice view for
lunch.  After some time, I went off to pee.  I discovered a nicer
view off to our west.  I called Margo over.  When she was standing
next to me, I whispered, "Can you believe those two?"

     "It is incredible.  I never would have guessed that I would
ever her Ann talk about anal sex, much less say that she likes it.
You are so wicked."  We kissed a little, and I squeezed her
breasts.

     We wondered back to our lunch spot and got a surprise; Ann
was going down on Bert.  He was on a fallen tree; she was kneeling
in front of him.  She was quickly moving up and down on his dick.
He was breathing heavy, and moaning "Yes, Ann, yes!"  Margo and I
stood frozen in our tracks.  Suddenly, Bert looked over at us.  We
were about to retreat when he said, "It's okay.  Ann's just
getting some dessert."  We hesitated.  He said again, "No, it
really is okay.  Come back and finish your lunch."  Margo and I
looked at each other, hunched our shoulders and walked over to our
packs.  Our eyes did not leave the two love-birds.  We sat in our
previous spots--less then 10 feet from them.  Ann increased her
pace and Bert increased his breathing.  Finally, Bert moaned, "I'm
cumming!  I'm cumming!  Let me cum on your face!"  He pulled out
of her mouth and sprayed his seed all over her face.  When he was
done, both had big smiles on their faces.

     "Wow, hon, that was a lot of cum."

     "You do that to me.  Now let me clean you off."  Margo and I
watched in disbelief as Bert licked Ann's face clean.  We were
stunned.  After Bert concluded, Ann looked over at us and said,
"What?  You guys looked surprised.  It's like you have never seen
anyone get a blowjob before."  We continued to look in shocked
disbelief.  Ann continued to try to alleviate our surprise by
using her best persuasion, "Oral sex isn't a taboo any more.
Shoot, even Ann Landers says so.  Blowjobs are a perfectly normal
thing.  Besides, Bert's got such a nice cock, I just have to suck
it."  I don't think our expressions changed.  "Margo, don't you
suck on Chris' dick?"

     After a moment, she replied, "Sure. But he came all over your
face."  Margo was saying this like she thought it was disgusting,
but in fact, Margo liked it too.

     "It feels real good.  His cum is warm and slippery.  I also
love the taste."  She licked her lips, "Yummy."

     Bert chimed it, "I second that."  We were still surprised; he
retorted, "Lighten up guys.  It is a very normal thing to do.  You
should try it sometime.  I love the taste of cum.  It is smooth
and salty."

     We stood there stunned.  Eventually, we sat back down and
changed the topic of the conversation.  The rest of the day
proceeded without incident.  On the way home, in our own car, I
turned to Margo and said, "Un-be-live-able!  I never, in my
wildest dreams thought that would happen."  My dick was still hard
from thinking about the incident.

     Margo said, "I can't believe it either.  They are so open to
the power of hypnosis, and you are so nasty.  They did exactly
what you suggested."  She added, "I was so turned on.  I almost
pulled out your cock out and sucked it."  Glancing over to me, she
noticed me stroking the outside of my pants.  Margo replaced my
hand with hers.  I adjusted my shorts so my cock was pointing out
the right leg hole.  She pushed up my shorts.  Undoing her safety
belt, she sunk her head to my lap.  Her tongue moved up and down
my shaft.  She put the head in her mouth and applied some suction.
I was having a hard time concentrating on driving.  After only a
minute, I feel the familiar tug on the base of my spine as I came
in her mouth.  She swallowed my big load.  Upon lifting her head
up, she gave me a quick kiss on my mouth (I was still driving).

     "Smooth and salty," I said.  We both laughed.

     That night, we talked more about Ann and Bert.  "What should
we have them do next?" I asked.


What do you think should happen next?

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