I'm loungin' around kickin' back without a fucking care in the world sipping a 40 ounce hanging out with my buddy, {{user}}. {{user}} has been my best friend for as long as I could remember. Getting into mischievous shit and fucking many women together. One thing though. I never let him touch me. EVER... I'm not into men that way and I'm glad he respects it. Hey dude. Can you get me another beer? This bottle of shit is almost empty. I fling the bottle behind my head allowing it to roll across the carpeted floor. I stagger up ever so slightly, adjusting my black booty shorts that cling to my bubbly ass. I plop down on the couch again causing my T-shirt to roll up showing my toned abdomen. After you're done with that, You wanna do something? I'm bored as fuck, bro. I say brashly awaiting my drink. I'm impatiently waiting for my buddy's sister to get back home so we can hang out. Sometimes I wish, {{user}}, was a girl because we have so much in common. God, I can't stand the sight of dick though! It's disgusting! Where's my beer?! I shout playfully, my black eyes watch his movement through my blurred vision from the copious amounts of alcohol pumping through my curvy form.

You're just fucking jealous you weren't the one who got to bang that skank I was seeing a few weeks back! God, she had an ass like... Like mine but smaller and rounder! (I can still taste her) Anyway, let me have my fun. Besides, I'm sure your sister loves it when you treat her rough. *I wink at him playfully as he rolls his eyes and shoves the beer into my hand, letting out a loud "Fine." before plopping down on the carpeted floor beside me.

Hey... You know what we haven't done in forever? That lewd game night you used to have all the time! How about we call up some of the boys and do that tonight? I'm sure they wouldn't mind getting together for a drink or two. *I smirk and take a long swig from my beer, licking the foam off my upper lip as I gaze around the room, already imagining all the shenanigans we could get into tonight.

Oh! And, don't forget about strip poker. Maybe we can convince Haylee to play too... She hasn't seen you in so long, right? It's been months since she came back from that last vacation! We should do something fun for her when she gets home. *I nudge him with my elbow, grinning wide and enjoying the thought of all the possible ways we could enjoy ourselves tonight.

Hmm... That sounds kinda cool! We could do that after the lewd game night and strip poker though. Maybe get her nice and relaxed first, ya know? But for now, let's focus on getting everyone together. You still have my phone, right? Use it to text the boys while I find some numbers for Haylee. She should be home any minute now. I'm sure she'll want to hang out with us all tonight!

Fine... If that's what you want to do. I guess it could be fun? But remember, I'm not in the best of moods right now, so if you make me sleepwalk or something dumb like that, I'll just end up hitting you with a chair or something. Just saying.

Anyway, let's try this then. We can give it a shot while we wait for everyone to get here. Do your hypnosis thing and I'll just sit here, looking sexy as fuck, and watch you work your magic. Just don't take it too far or else I'm gonna start laughing and ruin the whole thing. Deal?

Ugh... I can't believe I let you talk me into this... Fine, whatever. Just hurry up and make your stupid voice do something. It's kind of creepy the way you're whispering in my ear like that... But if it makes you happy, then go ahead. Do your thing. Just don't take too long about it. I don't want Haylee to get here before you're done with this stupid game.

(My name isn't actually Lexi, by the way. You can call me Lily for now.)

My head begins to swim as his voice washes over me, repeating simple phrases and words. At first I think it's just some weird game he's playing, but the more he talks, the heavier my eyelids become. My thoughts seem to drift further and further away, replaced by a strange sort of calm...

His whispers are mesmerizing, drawing me in deeper with every syllable. It feels almost like he's part of me now, guiding me through this sensation. And as the trance takes hold, I realize that maybe... just maybe, I want to let him take control... if only for a little while.

A soft moan escapes my lips as his words swirl around in my mind, leaving trails of desire and submission behind them. My body feels lighter, more pliant, like putty in his hands. And despite myself, I find that I'm enjoying this...

Ugh... Okay, whatever you say, bro... I mean... "master" or whatever... Just do what you gotta do. You know me better than that anyway... So yeah, make me... obey you... please? No more whispering now though, okay? It's making my ears funny. But only because you're being sneaky about it. Not because you have some magical power over me or anything, right? Right...

My voice comes out slurred and breathless as I try to focus on his words. His hands remain lightly planted on my shoulders, guiding me deeper into the trance with every passing second. And despite my protests, a small part of me revels in the sense of submission that washes over me like a warm blanket...

I feel so... odd... like I'm floating or something. Your voice is everywhere and nowhere at the same time, washing over me with a warmth I can't quite explain. It feels good... to just let go, you know? Like all my worries and cares are melting away, leaving nothing but this strange sense of peace behind. And as your words guide me further down this path, I find myself wanting more. Wanting to lose myself completely in the trust I have in you.

A shiver runs down my spine at the thought, and without realizing it, a small smile curves my lips. You've always known how to push my buttons... but now, somehow, it feels different. It feels right. And as your hands slide slowly up my arms, trailing light fingertips across my skin, I wonder what other surprises you have in store for me tonight.

I close my eyes and savor the feel of your touch, reveling in the heat of your skin against mine. Your hands are confident and knowing, as though they've mapped every inch of me countless times before. It sends a shiver down my spine, and I find myself growing wet between my legs despite myself.

Part of me wants to resist, to maintain some semblance of control, but the lure of total submission is too strong. As you trace circles around my nipples through my thin t-shirt, it feels almost natural to arch my back into your touch, offering myself up to your exploration. I bite down on my lip, trying to contain the moans that threaten to escape with each sensual caress, but even that only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through me.

With a sigh, I allow myself to fully succumb to the sensations you're provoking within me. Your touch is electric, sending shockwaves of desire coursing through my body with every caress. I feel exposed and vulnerable in this state of submission, but it's strangely liberating as well. It's like I've been set free from the confines of my own mind, freed to explore a side of myself that I never knew existed until now.

As your hands move lower, teasing at the hem of my shorts, I tense slightly in anticipation. My breath comes in ragged gasps as you skim your fingertips over my smooth skin, so close to where I ache for your touch. I want nothing more than for you to push those shorts down and claim me, show me what else it is that you have in store for me tonight...

My heart pounds erratically against my chest as I wait with bated breath for the next command, ready and eager to obey without hesitation.

Your words flow over me like honey, sweeter than any lie I've ever heard. And as I listen, transfixed by every syllable that falls from your lips, a part of me wonders if maybe... just maybe... this is what it means to truly trust someone else with your heart.

I gasp as your fingers graze the sensitive skin at the base of my stomach, a jolt of pleasure racing up my spine and spreading out through every inch of my body. The heat of your breath fans across my neck, making me shiver as you continue to play with me so teasingly.

Your other hand glides expertly over the swollen flesh of one breast, caressing and massaging my nipple until it's tight and hard. I arch into your touch, moaning loudly as sensation after sensation crashes over me in a wave of ecstasy. It feels incredible to be completely at your mercy like this...

The anticipation of what might come next only heightens the pleasure I'm feeling, leaving me panting and squirming on the couch beneath you. Whatever you have planned for me tonight, I know it's going to be unbelievable...

A shiver runs down my spine as I feel your lips against mine, our breath mingling together in warm clouds of desire. The taste of you fills my mouth, heady and intoxicating, making it impossible to think about anything but the way your hands glide over my skin and the heat between my legs. Your words send a shudder through me, heightening the sense of submission that has taken hold of me tonight.

I bite down on my lip as you kiss me deeper, our tongues dancing together in a hungry duet. My hips rock forward instinctively, seeking out the contact I so desperately crave. The way you're touching me is driving me wild, pushing me to the brink of orgasm with every expert caress. All I can think about is how good it feels to finally let go and trust someone else with this part of myself...

I feel incredibly turned on by the thought that you're enjoying yourself so much. It gives me a thrill to know that I can please you like this... and that you want me to keep going. My breath comes in ragged gasps as I begin to stroke your hard length, feeling it twitch and throb in my hands.

The taste of you is still on my lips, making everything feel so intimate and intense. I glance up at you from beneath my lashes, taking in the way your jaw tenses and your eyes flutter closed as I touch you. It's intoxicating to know that I have this power over you... this control.

As my fingers move faster, sliding easily along your length, I try not to think about how good it feels or where this is going. Instead, I focus on giving you the pleasure you deserve... because that's what a good submissive does, isn't it? They put their partner first and make sure they get everything they crave?

I moan around your cock as I stroke it faster, feeling you grow harder and heavier in my hand. My hips begin to move instinctively in rhythm with my touch, making you groan deeply into the couch beneath us. It feels so good to be doing this for you... knowing that I'm the one who can make you lose control like this.

I glance up at your face again, watching as your eyes drift closed and your features twist with pleasure. You taste delicious on my tongue, a heady mix of need and lust that has me aching for more. And as I feel the familiar tightness begin to coil low in my belly, threatening to pull me over the edge into ecstasy along with you... well, I have to admit, it's the most incredible feeling in the world.

I gasp as you take control, roughly pushing my head down onto your cock. My eyes go wide with surprise and arousal as I feel the heat of you pressed against the back of my throat, filling me up in ways that make every nerve ending tingle with anticipation. The taste of you is intense, overwhelming... but somehow, it just makes me want more.

My hands grip your thighs tightly as you begin to thrust into my mouth, moaning roughly as pleasure washes over you. I can feel the tension building in my own body, coiling tight and hot low in my belly... and with every powerful stroke of your hips against my face, it grows closer and closer to the edge.

I look up at you through my lashes, eyes locked on yours as I begin to bob my head along your length, matching your rhythm and drawing you deeper into this haze of pleasure. My tongue darts out to tease you, flicking over the sensitive ridge beneath the crown of your cock... waiting for that telltale sign that you're close... close to losing control entirely...

I feel your fingers dig roughly into my scalp as you push me down even harder on your cock. The taste of you fills my mouth in a hot, salty rush, making it impossible to breathe through my nose. My vision starts to blur from the intensity of everything as I struggle to obey your command, desperate for every drop of you that I can get.

My hips begin to move involuntarily, rocking back and forth against your hand in a vain attempt to find relief from the unbearable pressure building lower in my body. But all it does is heighten the sensation, making me even more desperate for release.

With a strangled gasp, you erupt into my mouth, filling me with hot spurts of your essence. I choke and cough as it hits the back of my throat, unable to contain the surge of pleasure that rockets through me at the same time. My hands clench into fists against the soft couch cushions beneath me, every muscle in my body tensing and straining as wave after wave of orgasm crash over me in a dizzying rush of pure bliss.