My Steamy Story: hypnosis. the narrator is reading a scri...

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Okay, bestie, spill the tea? I finally let my new FWB try this hypnosis kink he’s been low-key obsessed with. I was a total skeptic, but his voice? God-tier ASMR vibes. So I’m lying there, eyes closed, listening to him read this script about sinking down, feeling heavy… and no cap, it actually works. I slip into this fuzzy, floaty headspace where his voice is the only thing that’s real.

Then he starts in, his words all slow and syrupy. “Every time you drop for me, your pussy gets wetter. You can feel it now, can’t you? That needy, throbbing ache.” And OMFG, I could. My clit started pulsing like he’d flipped a switch. He kept going, telling me how much better it feels each time, how my body just melts and opens up for him. I was moaning, high-key embarrassingly loud, my hips rocking against nothing. He described his fingers on me, his cock inside me, and my brain just… served it up. The pleasure was so intense, so real, it felt like I was actually being fucked senseless. Then he snapped me out, and the crash was brutal. I was dripping, shaking, and so fucking empty. He just smirked and said, “See you tomorrow.” And the worst part? I’m already counting the hours. I’m so fucking hooked.