My girlfriend was a true sex fiend, which was one of the reasons she was my girlfriend. There was only one problem with this, which should have been every man's dream. I mean, who hasn't imagined having a girlfriend who was beautiful, intelligent, and totally obsessed with sex?

The problem was simple, and embarrassing - I couldn't keep up with her. Long after I had finished my business, she still wanted more, more, more. She had told me she was getting a bit bored, and obviously, I had to do something. But what?

Then, one day, I had a flash of inspiration. I looked in the yellow pages for a hypnotist. I'd heard all kinds of things about what could be done with hypnosis, although I admit that most of my knowledge came from bad movies and TV shows.

To my amazement, I found a hypnotist who was also a sex therapist. As I dialed, I started wondering if I would be talking to some little old lady like Dr. Ruth.

When the answering machine kicked on, I sincerely hoped the voice on it wasn't the secretary's. That voice should have had it's own 1-900 number. Low, strong, almost husky. My face turned red as I stammered my name and phone number. I hung up nervously, knowing she would think I was some idiot from the way my voice had probably been shaking.

The next morning, at work, my phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Yes, may I speak to Jim, please?" I froze, my eyes opened wide. That voice. Oh, no, now what do I do? Why did I give her my work number? I felt my face turning red again as I tried to whisper into the phone.

"Me. I mean, it's me. I mean, this is Jim. Who's this?" God, I must have sounded like a blithering fool. There was a soft chuckle on the other end of the line, and my hair stood on end.

"Hello, Jim, this is Sara. You left a message on my machine?"

"Um, yeah. I did. I wanted to...I mean, I want you to...No, would you..." I knew she was going to hang up on me, but she didn't. She laughed again, the sound like music.

"Jim, calm down, it's all right. It's quite obvious you're a bit nervous about all this. I assure you there's no need to be. Now, just relax and talk to me. Take a deep breath and hold it while I count backwards from ten to one."

I blinked. What was she talking about? But I inhaled, and held my breath as she counted backwards. I listened intently to her voice, it was really soothing now, and I did feel myself calming down.

"Two....................One.............Now, Jim, exhale, SLOWLY, and say the word 'relax' to yourself as you do."

Slowly, I let myself breath out, the word 'relax' bouncing through my mind as I did. I felt my body tingle slightly. I sat still, waiting for her to speak again.

"How do you feel, Jim?"

It was hard to talk. "Um. Better. Good." She laughed softly.

"I'm glad to hear that. Now, Jim, tell me why you called."

"Um. I want to make an appointment. To talk to you about a...problem that I have." My face was getting red again, but I wasn't quite as nervous. It seemed easier to talk to her now.

"Hmm. It doesn't sound like something we can talk about on the phone, is it?" I said no.

"OK. Is tonight OK with you? Six o'clock?" My eyes widened. TONIGHT!

"Um. Yeah. Fine, I guess. Yeah, six is OK." I was trembling a bit.

She gave me directions and said goodbye. I sat there holding the phone, wondering what she looked like. That voice was incredible.

I sat in her office, staring at her. She was just as incredible in person as she was on the phone. In her mid-forties, long, straight brown hair streaked attractively with grey, wide, dark eyes, slender, tall. A semi-short skirt and loose-fitting blouse. I got hard automatically, hoping she wouldn't notice.

She was sitting at her desk, watching me with amusement. I wondered if everyone who visited her had this same reaction, and if she just took it as part of the job now. And she was going to HYPNOTIZE me! Oh, man...

"OK. What should we talk about?" She was smiling, watching me.

"Um. My girlfriend. Our relationship is great, but sometimes...I... I can't...sometimes I can't......" I paused, my face flaring.

She nodded. "Sometimes you can't - perform properly?"

Perform? Oh. "No, no, I can perform. Just not as long as she wants me to. I was wondering if you could...make it...more....I mean....if I could be....if it could.....last longer?" I couldn't believe I had just said something like that to a woman I'd never met.

She smiled and nodded. "I see. You're done before she is."

She put it so bluntly. I nodded miserably.

"Why did you call me instead of someone else?"

"Um. Your ad said you were a sex therapist, and I just thought....."

She nodded again. "OK. Makes sense. You want me to hypnotize you and make it possible for you to enjoy sex for a longer period of time, right?"

So blunt. "Yeah." I couldn't look at her.

She was silent for a while, and I got more and more nervous.

"What's her name?" The question took me by surprise.

"Um. Nancy Jackson." She nodded and asked where Nancy lived. Puzzled, I told her. Then Sara stood up.

"Jim, I'll be honest with you. I can help you, but some of my methods are a bit - out of the ordinary, and aren't really smiled upon by the people who allow me to hang that certificate on the wall. So, I'll help you as long as you'll agree to a few conditions. OK?"

Even more puzzled, I nodded.

"First, we can't do this here. I can't do this as a 'professional'. So we'll have to meet at my house. Second, you can NEVER tell ANYONE about what we're doing. It won't be anything illegal, don't worry. Third, you have to trust me. Can you agree to those conditions?"

I looked at her. She stared at me, waiting, and I slowly nodded.

She smiled. "Good. Be at my house Friday at eight. See you then." And Sara showed me to the door.

I drove home, my head spinning. I wasn't sure what was going to happen Friday, but I was sure I would enjoy it. I almost forgot about Nancy.

The rest of the week seemed to drag on forever. Nancy called a few times, but I told her I was busy, and I'd see her this weekend. Friday afternoon, I was a basket case, and everyone kept asking if I was OK. I just nodded and tried to keep to myself. I got home and sat there, shaking nervously. At seven thirty I got into my car and headed for the address Sara had given me.

She opened the door and said hello. We went downstairs to her office. I was so nervous, and my cock was so hard it felt ready to explode. What was she going to do that wasn't really allowed? I came up with quite a few way-out ideas, half hoping some of them were close, sort of resigned to the thought that she wouldn't really go too far.

Her home office had a small desk and a huge recliner. She invited me to sit down and relax. I sat back in the recliner, but I couldn't relax. She saw my eyes darting nervously back and forth, and laughed softly.

"Jim, you really don't have to worry. Let's do our exercise again, but this time, close your eyes."

Exercise? Oh, holding my breath? I closed my eyes.

"OK, Jim, take a nice, slow, deep breath. Nice and slow and gentle. Now hold it, hold it, hold.....Ten....nine....eight....seven.........six.... five......four.....three.......two.........one. Now exhale slowly, slowly, and say the word 'relax' to yourself. Relax. Relax. Relaxing."

Her voice was quiet, soothing. Like the first time I'd done this, I felt myself calming down. But this time seemed more - intense somehow, the feeling was stronger. Maybe because my eyes were closed. Relax.

My breath whooshed out slowly. She was silent. I took another breath, a deep one. Her voice was very soft. "Now exhale." As I did, for some reason I told myself to relax again. Relax. This was neat.

"Very good, Jim. You're calmer now, much calmer. Much more relaxed. Very relaxed now, Jim. Concentrate on your breathing. Your breathing. Feel the air coming in, feel it filling your lungs. Now, exhale, and feel yourself relaxing even more."

Relax. As I exhaled, I automatically repeated that word to myself. My body was tingling again, and my heartbeat seemed a bit erratic.

"Another deep, gentle breath, Jim. Very good. Exhale. Relax. Relax. Just focus on your deepening breath. Your breathing is becoming more regular, more rhythmic. This is happening all by itself, you don't have to do anything except continue breathing deeply, regularly, gently. All by itself."

"Each time you inhale, you feel the air filling your lungs, filling your body. Each time you exhale, you feel the tensions being swept away, you feel yourself relaxing more and more. Relaxing. Relaxing....."

There was silence. I lay in the recliner, fascinated at the warm feeling which seemed to be spreading through my body. Relaxing.

Her voice was almost a whisper.

"Relaxing more and more now. With every breath, another wave of relaxation washes over you. Wave after wave of relaxation, washing over your body. So relaxed. So relaxed. So peaceful. Feel yourself being swept back and forth, back and forth by the gentle waves of relaxation. Back and forth, back and forth. Relaxed. Feeling the waves now. Back and forth. Back and forth. With every breath that you take you relax more and more. With every breath that you take you sink deeper and deeper into waves of relaxation."

I felt like I was moving. Just a gentle, barely-noticeable rocking motion. Back and forth. I was floating on waves, waves which carried me back and forth, back and forth. Now I was sinking slowly into them, the waves surrounding me. Back and forth. Relaxed. Sinking deeper. Deeper.

"Very, very good", she whispered. "So relaxed now, allowing yourself to be carried away by the waves. Carried away to a wonderful place. A place where your mind and body are free, free to relax, free to allow you to just drift and float, drift and float. You don't have to do anything. You don't have to think anything. Just allow yourself to be carried wherever the waves, wherever my voice, takes you. Listening to my voice, drifting along, deeper and deeper into the waves of relaxation. Deeper and deeper. Feeling the waves gently washing over you, carrying you deeper and deeper. Deeper and deeper."

This was great. I lay there, my thoughts sporadic and meaningless. All I heard was a faint buzzing and her soft voice. All I felt was a warm glow and that gentle back-and-forth motion. Back and forth. Deeper.

"Letting yourself go now, letting yourself go deeper and deeper into these wonderful relaxing waves. Letting go now. Letting go. Deeper and deeper. Just letting yourself be carried by the waves, by the sound of my voice. The sound of my voice. My voice. My voice....."

Her voice disappeared. There was nothing now except the feeling of slowly swinging back and forth. I drifted along, not thinking anything, not doing anything. It was so easy to just drift along and allow the waves to carry me. Carry me deeper and deeper. Deeper and deeper.

After a while, I have no idea how long, her voice returned, as soft and gentle as ever. I listened raptly, enchanted by her soothing comments, as she gently coaxed me into a deeply relaxed state. Without really being aware of it, I was being hypnotized.

"...my voice. Feel my voice gently filling your mind now, easily washing away all other thoughts and concerns. Allow my words to echo softly in your mind. Relaxing. Letting yourself go. Deeper and deeper. Deeper and deeper. Listening to the sound of my voice. Listening to my voice. Allowing my voice to guide you, to send you deeper and deeper into relaxation. That is why you are here, is to allow me to relax you. To allow me to help you. To allow me to help you sexually. Very gently, very easily, allow your mind now to become aware of ideas which you find sexually stimulating. Allow your mind and body to react as if you were actually becoming sexually aroused. Feel this happening to you now, as you sink deeper and deeper into your state of relaxation. Deeper and deeper into hypnosis."

She actually said I was hypnotized, but I was too far gone to feel any sense of curiosity. I lay there, spellbound, as dim thoughts of Nancy and I making love flickered slowly through my mind. Deep down, I realized I had a tremendous erection now, and yet I was not embarrassed at all even though Sara was right there and must have noticed.

"Deeper and deeper. These stimulating images are becoming clearer now, more vivid. Feel yourself sinking deeper as you become more intent on these images. Focus your attention on these stimulating images and allow them to send you even deeper into hypnosis."

Nancy and I were in bed. I was on top of her. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open. I could almost feel her fingers digging into me, I could almost feel her wet cunt wrapped around my cock. I wasn't aware that I was moving my hips up and down slightly, but Sara saw. She spoke again, her voice barely audible.

"Yes. Feel it. Feel it happening. You can feel it now. Feel the waves of pleasure washing through you. Feel yourself becoming more and more stimulated. Feel yourself sinking deeper and deeper as you feel the pleasure continuing."

There was a long, long silence. In my mind, I made love to Nancy again and again. With no suggestions to stop thinking about it, and since, after all, it was a very pleasant experience, I was able to go on and on in my mind's eye. Nancy and I did all kinds of things, and in my entranced state, there was no thought of it ever being over - even when I imagined myself cumming inside her.

I heard Sara's voice again, but the words were indistinct. She was saying something about breathing. Then I heard her counting.

My eyes opened. I stared up at the ceiling. The first thing I noticed was that I still had a hard-on, and was actually quite uncomfortable as it strained against my jeans.

I blinked several times and looked around, slowly. Sara was sitting at her desk, smiling at me. "How do you feel?", she asked after a moment.

My mouth didn't want to open, it felt as if it was stuffed with cotton. I finally managed to say I felt great, and, with effort, shifted my position to relieve the pressure on my cock. She laughed.

"The next time will be easier", she said cryptically. She asked what I remembered, and I told her as much as I could. I felt my face reddening as I explained my dream encounter with Nancy.

She listened quietly. When I finished, she was silent, just watching me with a faint smile. "Did you cum in your dream?" she asked after a while.

My face turned even redder. "I think so."

"But you kept right on going?"

I thought about that for a few seconds. Yeah, I had! I had kept on going! There had never been any indication of my losing my erection even after I had climaxed in my mind. Wild..... She was smiling broadly.

"So, in your mind, you can go as long as you want, right?"

I laughed. "Wow. Yeah, um, I guess I can..."

"And since your mind controls your body, there's no reason it should be any different in real life, right?"

It made sense to a point. But physically, I still didn't think it was possible to keep an erection after cumming, and I said so. She smiled.

"Jim, the point isn't to keep your erection after you cum. The point is to keep your AROUSAL up so you REGAIN your erection quickly, not RETAIN it. Do you understand the difference?" Hmm. Yeah, that made sense.

"When you cum, your body feels spent, exhausted. The arousal, the sexual tension, has been released. But Nancy isn't satisfied, is she?" I shook my head, grinning with embarrassment.

"So what you have to do is maintain your desire. Your body has been satisfied, but not your mind, and your mind is where it counts. If you cum and think, well, that's over, then it's over. But if you cum and think, hey, I'm still hot and ready, then before long, you will be."

My face was burning as this woman talked about my achieving orgasm without batting an eye. But what she said made sense.

"Are you ready for your second lesson?"

Oh, man, was I ever. I felt myself getting hard already. She noticed and smiled. "See? It's ready too." This woman amazed me.

"OK. Breath in. Hold it. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, exhale, exhale, relax....relax.......relax...............deeper and deeper....... keep going, deeper and deeper, that's right....Just keep right on going, keep going, deeper, deeper, deeper, deeply hypnotized. Deeply hypnotized."

It was amazing. One second I'm holding my breath and listening to her count, the next second I'm drifting aimlessly though these waves again. I was out like a light.

I could hear her, but again, couldn't make out the words. After a while, I felt something. I felt a pulling, tugging sensation. I didn't know it was Sara loosening my pants.

Once more, I imagined Nancy and I together. Sara guided me through a wonderfully arousing dream, in which Nancy and I made love long into the night. I never faltered, and I came several times. I could actually FEEL Nancy's body above me, squeezing my cock. I could FEEL myself cumming, I could FEEL my body shaking. My whole world was Nancy and I making love to the soft accompaniment of Sara's faraway voice.

Sara was counting again. I opened my eyes.

Something was different. It seemed cooler in the room. Sara was standing beside me. Nude. My eyes opened wide and I looked down.

My jeans were undone, my shorts open, my limp, soggy cock exposed.

As I had dreamed about making love to Nancy, I had physically been making love to Sara. I opened my mouth, not having any idea what I was going to say. She held up a hand, shushing me.

"You've done well. But your lessons aren't over. Close your eyes."

I did. Now I knew why we couldn't do this in her office. This was incredible. I lay there, feeling my cock hardening yet again as I thought about Sara's body. I heard a door open, footsteps. What was going on?

"Open your eyes."

I found myself staring at Nancy. Her eyes were closed, and I knew right then she had been hypnotized. And, she was nude. Oh, my God....

Sara stood beside her, gently holding her arm. She looked at me.

"Jim, I told you my methods were a bit out of the ordinary. I feel that sexual relationships should be discussed with both partners present. So after your last visit, I called Nancy and - convinced her to come and - talk with me. Her visit was very - productive." Her eyes glinted, and I wondered what she and Nancy had done together. I pictured Nancy lying in the recliner, deeply hypnotized, as Sara had her way with her. My cock was so hard it hurt again. Sara spoke softly to Nancy now.

"Deep asleep now, Nancy. Deeper and deeper. So relaxed, so calm. Nothing bothers you. Nothing disturbs you. Deeper and deeper."

Listening to Nancy being hypnotized was too much for me. My cock was straining, and without a second thought, my hand was there, pumping, as Sara's voice wove it's spell within Nancy's mind.

Sara looked at me and shook her head, smiling. "Not yet", she whispered softly. "Stand up."

I did. "Nancy, what is your favorite position for having intercourse with your boyfriend?"

Nancy's voice was dreamy, childlike. "Oh.....Jim......from.....from.. ..behind.......behind me......."

Sara raised her eyebrows at me in surprise. She mouthed the word 'anal' curiously, and I shook my head violently. Sara nodded, and grinned.

"From behind. Very good. Nancy, I'd like you to kneel on the floor. You will be very comfortable, very comfortable. That's right, Nancy, just being there on your hands and knees. Just being there, comfortably, on your hands and knees. So comfortable, so relaxed. So deeply hypnotized. So deep."

This was like watching a movie. I stood there dumbstruck as Sara began suggesting that Nancy feel aroused.

"Yes, Nancy, such a warm feeling inside of you. Such a warm glow of desire, of arousal. Your body responds, you feel the warmth between your legs. So hot, Nancy, so hot, so aroused now. Imagine Jim behind you, Nancy, imagine his penis, so hard, so ready. So ready."

Ready. I sure as hell was. Sara turned to me, and motioned towards Nancy. "Go ahead", she whispered.

I gaped at her. Was she serious? She wanted me to fuck Nancy with her standing right there? My eyes went back to Nancy, to her bare ass, her pussy lips parted, moist, just begging for me to ram it into her. Jesus...

I knelt behind her. The tip of my cock brushed against her, pushed aside the wet folds of flesh, and drove deep into her.

Sara was kneeling by Nancy, whispering into her ear. I couldn't hear what she was saying, but Nancy began squeezing me like never before. I knew I wasn't going to last long, and I was right. It was only a matter of seconds before my over-aroused cock spat out it's load. I gripped Nancy's sides tight, groaning, as I pumped myself dry.

Sara was frowning at me. "That didn't take long." I stared at her in disbelief. Of COURSE it didn't! How the hell could it when I was so turned on? "Nancy's not anywhere NEAR satisfied yet", Sara scolded me.

I backed away, panting, my cock shriveling, dripping on the carpet. Dammit, that was why I was HERE, remember? I wanted to learn to go longer! And now Sara was picking on me because I didn't!

"Close your eyes", Sara demanded. I did. I heard her say something, and I felt dizzy for a few seconds. Then I began to feel my cock growing, becoming hard again! A moment later, I could feel it throbbing impatiently.

"Open your eyes."

I looked down. My cock was hard as ever.

"Do it again." I looked at her, and she pointed to Nancy.

"Fuck her again." What had come over her????

But, naturally, I did as I was asked. My cock slid into Nancy's drenched pussy, and Sara again whispered in her ear as my I pumped furiously. Nancy's cunt squeezed hard, forcing yet another, although smaller, load to spurt from my raging cock.

Gasping for air, I pulled out.

"Close your eyes." She said something else I couldn't make out, and then told me to open my eyes again. To my amazement, I was hard yet again.

She just pointed to Nancy, and, my head spinning, I stuck it into her one more time. Sara just watched me this time, and before long, I came for the third time in about ten minutes.

I backed away, exhausted, but Nancy still knelt there, waiting. I didn't even wait for Sara to tell me to close my eyes. I did on my own. I don't even know if she said anything, but when I opened my eyes, my cock was hard again. This was incredible.

She grinned and nodded towards Nancy's bottom. For the fourth time, I slid my cock into her by-now dripping cunt. This time, the ride was long and easy. Sara watched, smiling, as I slowly, so slowly it seemed, built up to climax. Then, to my amazement, she told Nancy to wake up.

Nancy shook her head a few times, then twisted around. She saw what I was doing, saw Sara right there beside her, and her eyes widened in shock. But as my cock just kept right on going, her eyes closed and she hissed like she does when she's horny. She squeezed me again, and I came for the fourth time. I backed away, wheezing. She turned around and sat there, my cum dripping from her pussy onto the carpet, looking disappointed.

I closed my eyes and thought of Sara talking to me. I opened them to find yet another erection, and Nancy staring at it with her eyes shining.

I looked at it, then her. "I'm not done yet", I said. Grinning broadly, she lay back and spread her legs. I entered her for the fifth time, and was soon enjoying the feeling of her fingernails digging into my back.

Needless to say, I came after a long, long time. When I finally did cum, even Nancy was lying limp, her head rocking back and forth, moaning.

I straightened up and closed my eyes. I opened them to find my sixth erection so far. I knelt over Nancy again. She looked up at me through glazed eyes. "No. God, no. No more. I can't...I can't........"

I just stared at her. I had outlasted HER??!! Holy SHIT!!!!

I turned to Sara, still just kneeling there, watching. Before I could say anything, though, she spoke.

"Well, it seems you learned well. And it seems a shame to waste that hard-on. Sleep for me, Nancy." I looked at Nancy just in time to see her eyelids slam closed and her body go limp. I stared at Sara again.

She grinned at me. "That's handy, being able to do that to people. Now, why don't you show me just how you use that thing." And Sara lay back and spread her legs.

As my cock slipped into her waiting snatch, I found myself looking at Nancy, deeply entranced, lying on the floor beside me. I had done it. I could do it. Our sex life had been transformed.

Fingernails in my back cleared my meandering thoughts. Sara tilted her head back and growled, a low animal sound. I stared at her in amazement.

Her eyes stared back at me, wonderful deep eyes. They were quite beautiful, I noticed dimly. I was still fucking her, slow and easy, as I found myself staring, fascinated, into her eyes.

Her voice was distant. "I forgot to tell you. Being inside me has a certain - effect on you......"

I think my eyes remained open, and I know I fucked Sara for a long, long time, but the details are - not very detailed. Helplessly entranced, I did as she desired, while Nancy lay sleeping beside us.