Gwen's Hypnosis (Lesbian Mind Control Erotica) by Lexie X Page A

legs, she felt a firm moist muscle penetrate her in response.
    Making a happy nois e, she gripped the firm cheeks above, seeking more access to her inner folds. After a few exploratory licks, both women settled into the pure pleasure of licking each other's pussies.
    They took it slow, enjoying each other's flavors, both feeling each little shiver and tremble caused by eager tongues.
    Gwen realized very quickly that she should have kept going, with Lydia, back in that shower… and she knew she could very easily do this the rest of her life. The entire lower half of her body felt like electric bliss, crackling through her muscles and insides, and her head seemed to spark with pleasure every time she lapped between Hanna's slick labia or flicked her tongue across her clit.
    She guessed, with some dark excitement, that Emma's training to make her body associate licking pussy with pleasure had actually somewhat worked… and she wondered what might have happened if she'd stayed longer. Would she have ended up like Rachel, slavering and jumping at the chance to pleasure a woman?
    The thought only aroused her even more.
    Hanna's expert tongue felt like pure white-hot pleasure against her clit, alternately flicking by itself or poking during wide-mouthed sucks. Her lover seemed to take her whole mound in her mouth, sucking hard while somehow still employing her tongue…
    Gwen's eyes fluttered, and she struggled to keep her own efforts up. She wanted very bad ly to please Hanna the same way, but the brunette was just too skilled.
    Screaming against the sheer power of the plea sure building in her, she writhed in ecstasy, riding the most intense orgasm she'd ever had while keeping her tongue up in her best friend's pussy. The taste, intimacy, and taboo kept her shuddering with intense bliss for several long minutes.
    When she was finally forced to push Hanna off for fear of passing out, she could barely think. "That was… incredible…"
    Hanna smiled, opening her legs in anticipation of her turn. "Certainly worth the wait."
    Catching her breath, Gwen nodded emphatically. " I'm so glad I called you. I've missed you."
    "Oh." Hanna closed her legs, her demeanor suddenly changing.
    "What?" Gwen asked, suddenly worried. She suspected that she knew that look, and had used it herself on occasion.
    "I just thought you knew this is just a hookup," her old best friend replied, frowning. "We're not like, going to date or anything…"
    It was Gwen's turn to frown.
    Hanna grimaced. "Wow. You… I don't even know what to say. What, you try out girls and suddenly you're all in? I live it . It's not that easy." She stood, grabbing her clothes. "I think I better go."
    In a moment, she was gone, and Gwen was left to sit on the floor naked and alone, wondering what the hell had gotten into her - and what had gone so horribly wrong.
    Worse, she wanted so badly to grab the locket and force her old best friend to change her mind. The urge was strong enough, she actually grabbed it and ran to the door - but stopped herself at the last moment.
    "I need to destroy this goddamn thing," she muttered.
    She imagined she could feel a brief dip in the energy coursing through her hand - was it the locket, afraid of what she might do?
    She unhooked the chain and shoved it all back in her purse angrily.
     
    She sat in the bookstore coffee shop, sipping a mocha latte that did little to cheer her up. It was all she could do to put on a neutral face, hiding her profound unhappiness from the other patrons scattered around reading books.
    Finally, her phone lit up with the expected text message.
    The drive to the house was short. Light drifting snow made her feel cold, and her car's heat just didn't seem to be enough.
    Lydia answered the door, looking up and down the street anxiously. "You bring it?"
    She nodded.
    Behind the hastily shut front door, Emma waited.
    Gwen immediately raised the locket.
    Both women fell into trances.
    "Do you two intend to trick me?" she