Hypnosissy - Best Friend's Toy 2: The Feminization of Sheri

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Contains means of changing the viewer/listener (such as inducing trance, displaying suggestions, &/or other hypnosis elements) I took her phone, flattered she wanted it and confused by this whole strange sexual encounter. As I did I saw my name was 'High School cunt muncher'. I entered my number as I said, "By the way, my name is Brian." Bad boy," she smirked, even as she kept stroking me and my cum kept splattering against her face. "I don't recall giving you permission to come."

Yet, I wanted this girl more than I had any girl ever. And... as strange as it was, especially considering how she was treating me, I wanted more than just sex, I wanted to date her. Breaking the kiss, she pulled out her phone from her purse, typed briefly and said, "Enter your number." And somehow those words were all I needed to erupt, having been close for a while, and I spewed my load all over the front of the toilet. Oh, I know you think you are," she said, moving her hand faster, "but men, real men, don't come in seconds from just being stroked."

Once I had it out, she said, not seeming at all interested in seeing it, "Now you can jerk off while you eat my box." I'd love to do more than that," I said, trying to regain some of the usual swagger I had when with women. Thus, like I said, SEC schools were offering me ridiculous scholarships, including some perks that were not in writing. I think we finally found a place where you belong, on your knees," she continued. And "This is how a man really pleases a woman," and "You obviously need more practice if you are ever going to make a girl really come."

I can't explain it, but when it came to football I could almost always read the play the opponent was going to run.

Like, I said, I had it all... on top of that I also had dozens of scholarships from colleges all over the country. A half dozen college beauties were all over me... yet it was a hot redhead that seemed to be ignoring me that drew my interest.

Obviously," she said, scooping some cum off her face and putting it in her mouth, "you need some discipline training." I headed home trying to understand this strange relationship I have with the beautiful redheaded girl whose name I still didn't know.What? From High School girls?" she scoffed. "That is the minor leagues. This," she paused, as she looked around the party, "is the big leagues." I walked out of the bathroom, thankful that no one was around to see me leaving the girl's washroom. I just extended my tongue and allowed my face to be used for another's pleasure... after a couple minutes of rough grinding on my face... she came.