“Can you hear me Stacey?” I asked tentatively as the soft music played in the background.
“Mmmm…yes…” she replied softly.
“Have you gone down… all the way down… down as deep as you can go?”
“Ahhhhh… mmmmm… yeeeeessssss… so, so deeeeeeep…”
I smiled as my neighbour sat on the couch by my pool. I’d never really wanted a house with a pool, and I’d mostly ignored it for the first five years I’d lived here, but when Stacey moved in next door last winter and we got talking, she said how lucky I was to have it, and how disappointed she was that her house didn’t have one.
Without even thinking about it, I’d instantly offer to let her use mine if she wanted and she’d beamed a thousand watt smile in my direction and couldn’t wait for the summer. The idea of integrating the hypnotic pulse modulator, that I’d been working on in my spare time, into my outdoor speakers hadn’t even crossed my mind in the moment.
That changed the first time she’d come over in her tiny red bikini and spent a few hours sunning and swimming in my backyard.
Now, as summer was drawing to a close, the hypnotic pulse modulator had her under in just a few seconds. I was still taking my time with things, hypnotic suggestions were tricky and could easily go aware, so it was better to do them in small steps.
The first thing I’d done was of course ensure she returned more and more often, to the point now she was coming over almost every day, even if it was raining. She’d come over and just sit in my living room, talking, and looking longingly out towards the pool.
The second was to loosen up her inhibitions, which really didn’t take much. She was already very open and friendly, often wearing tight and tiny outfits, and never ashamed about flaunting what she had. It was easy just to push her a little further along to ensure she never embarrassed on concerned around me.
Third was to start working on her attraction to me, we’d hit it off pretty well, but over the last couple of months things had really ramped up. She talked about anything and everything, she started being more touchy feely, she started complementing me on little things while she played with her hair.
Finally I’d been working on the last hurdle in her finally submitting fully to me… the fact she was a lesbian.
It hadn’t surprised me when she told me, she’d never talked about a boyfriend and I hadn’t seen any come over. I had seen a few girlfriends drop by her place, and so it seemed likely, but it did provide a little bit of a roadblock.
“So Stacey, how’s your relationship with Sarah going?” I asked, Sarah was the latest girl that she’d been dating.
She forehead crinkled a little, “Not… not good… we broke up… last night…”
“Oh? And why is that?” I asked.
“…cuz… cuz… she wanted… wanted me… to… to… lick her… pussy…”
“Oh? And you didn’t want to?” I asked.
“… no… didn’t want too… wanted… wanted… something else…”
“You didn’t want pussy, you wanted something else, what was it that you wanted?”
“… I… I… wanted… wanted… cock… big… fat… cock…” she replied as her whole body shivered.
“Is that so? The die hard lesbian didn’t want to lick pussy?”
She managed the shake her head a little, “… no… not lesbian… think… think… I’m… bi… thinking of cock… sooooo much… dreaming… dreaming of it…”
“Is that so, but when was the last time you had some cock?”
“… long time… ago… high school…”
“So really, you don’t know if you really want cock yet. Maybe if you asked someone with a cock, a close friend, someone you trust, someone close by to you, to let you try their cock, then you’d know that your bi.”
Her body shivered again and she gasped a little, “… yes… need to try a cock… need to know that I’m bi… someone I trust… someone close…”
“You might need to try it a few times though, just to be sure. You’ll need to be careful of course, the first cock you’ve had in so long is going to be very powerful, you could become highly addicted to it.”
“… be sure… be careful… be addicted…”
I then reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone, bringing up the hypnotic pulse modulator control app and setting it to slowly disengage. As it did Stacey started to rise back up, her eyes blinking, her body becoming more ridged, until she was fully aware.
“Oh, hey! Isn’t it a fantastic day for the pool!” Stacey said with a smile, then her eyes drifted down to my crotch and she bit her lower lip a little.
“That it is. Have you been in yet?” I asked.
A little wave of confusion crossed her face as she tried to remember if she had been, “Ah… no, not yet… I was just enjoying the sun.” she finally responded.
I nodded, “Well after your swim why don’t you come inside, I’ve got some popsicle in the freezer you can suck on to cool off.”
Her eyes widened and a little moan escaped her lips, “Sh… sure! I’d love to suck on them!” she replied and played with her hair before standing up and brush up against me as she passed by.
I walked back in to the house, turning just as she dove into the pool showing off her perfect ass, leaving me to wonder if she’d be sucking my dick today, or if it would still take a few days more before she asked to suck it.
