Allie

I was 18 and horny as all get out. I had asked several girls out, but since I wasn’t all that popular, being more of the science nerd. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t that bad looking, but not the socialite type.
One evening, toward the end of the summer, I was surfing the net, when my mom poked her head into the room. I quickly minimized the browser (no teenage boy wants his mom to see what he surfs) and said, “What’s up?”
“Well, my penpal from Sweden, you know the one I’ve been writing to for 20 years, has a kid who wants to come to the U.S. for some classes at state. I was wondering if you’d mind if she stayed for a semester?”
Knowing that I really didn’t have any choice, I replied, “Sure. When?”
“This fall. She will be arriving in August.”
“Ok. Whatever.”
That August, I was sitting in the living room reading when my mom got back from the airport with Allie. Allie walked into the house after my mom, and I immediately had to put my book in my lap to hide the 9½? boner (longest in my gym class!).
Allie was 19, 5? 7?, blond, a tight teenage body, and the most innocent looking face I had ever seen. I was speechless, my jaw hanging.
“Don’t just sit there Tom, come and say hi to Allie.” Said my mom.
Already thinking hard (no pun intended), I got up, surreptitiously rearranging myself in an attempt to hide my hard-on.
That evening, as I watched her go to her room from the bathroom for bed, dressed in a short nightshirt, I decided that I needed to get to know her better.
That night I spent most of the night staring at the ceiling planning on how to get to know her. I had read several stories in alt.erotica.stories that described various methods of getting the girl. I knew from conversation over dinner that she wasn’t planning on anything besides taking classes, not wanting to complicate things while she was here. Thinking, I realized that if I was going to get her, I had to go slowly. First I had to gain her trust, then get her to accept me as a potential boyfriend, then as a lover (I had set my sights high!)
Part one had to go slowly. I started to hang out with her, giving her rides (she didn’t have a license), taking her to class, having long conversations with her. Getting her used to the idea of seeing me every evening, I spent every night before bed in her room talking to her about the day’s events and helping her with her English.
After a few nights I started to bring a glass of tea with me for her while we talked before bed. I drank a can of soda, but she liked tea before bed. After two weeks or so, I noticed that she seemed to expect me, and seemed completely relaxed while I was there.
‘Phase one complete,’ I thought. She appeared to completely trust me and was relaxed in my presence. Time for step two. I had read everything I could find on the net about it, but I still wasn’t sure I could do it.
The next night I made her tea like usual. Taking some sleeping pills from the cabinet of some people I babysat for, I ground them up into a fine powder and stirred the powder into the tea. I took the tea up to her room for our evening discussion.
As we discussed several things that had happened during the day, I noticed that she was having trouble concentrating on her homework and our conversation, that she kept trying to focus on the page in front of her. ‘It is time,’ I thought. I started the hypnotic routine that I had read up on, keeping it simple since she didn’t speak English all that well. “You can hear me talking. You are getting sleepy aren’t you? My talking is very nice. You feel good listening. It is really nice. ...” I went on like that for several minutes. I noticed that she hadn’t turned the page in about five minutes, and had dropped the pencil.
Wondering if it had really worked, I then followed the next part that I had read. “Can you hear me?”
“Yes.”
“Do you trust me?”
“Yes.”
Being a horny teenager I was immediately tempted to jump her right there. But I knew that no one did under hypnosis what they wouldn’t do in real life without some careful work. “Do you feel sexy right now?” (I knew that she knew that word from an earlier discussion.)
“No.”
“Do you think I am sexy?”
“No, you’re like my brother.” This was what I was afraid of. She thought of me as a brother. I had to fix that before doing anything else.
“I may be like a brother, but I am a man, right?”
“Yes.”
“You like me right?”
“Yes.”
“Have you noticed my penis?” This felt a little crude, but I was trying to shape things in a way she could understand.
“Yes.” She replied with a giggle.
“Do you like it?”
“Well... Yes. But you’re my brother!”
“I am like a brother, but I am not really your brother, right?”
“Yessss.”
“In fact, you like me a lot, and like being around me, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Being around me, you must like my penis, right?” This was the crucial step, if she accepted this, then I was all set.
“Yessss.” She whispered slowly.
I was estatic. She had accepted that I was other than her brother! “In fact, you like it a lot, don’t you?”
“Yes.” She replied with a smile.
“You want to be around me and my penis as much as possible, right?”
“Yes.” She agreed.
“When I’m not around, you think about being with me and my penis, right?”
“Yes.”
“You will dream about my penis, how nice it is, and how much you want to be around it, Yes?”
“Yes.”
I felt that this was a good start. I didn’t want to push my luck too far too fast. “Allie, when I count to three you will wake up, get ready for bed, and then go to bed dreaming about my penis.”
“Ok.”
“When I say ‘nap time, Allie’ to you, you will relax like this again, since you feel so good and comfortable. Ok?”
“Ok.”
“Well, wake up on three, but don’t remember anything except sleeping while we were talking. One, two, three...”
Allie suddenly say up saying, “Oh, I must have fallen asleep.”
“Ok, I talk to you tomorrow. Good night.”
“Good night.”
The next day I could tell that it was working. Allie followed me around like a puppy dog, stealing glances at my cock, which spent most of the time hard as rock. I was feeling a bit exhibitionistic with her, so I left it visible (when we were alone). I could tell that she was getting a little excited by the large bulge in my pants. Just to see what would happen, while we were talking and I saw her looking down, I flexed my groin muscle, causing my cock to jump, and she actually stuttered!
I was really enjoying myself. So much so that I was tempted to bump my seduction schedule up a notch or two. Fortunately my good sense prevailed over my 18 year old hormones (not an easy task, let me tell you!), and I stuck to the schedule. For the next week I let Allie hang out with me, teasing her quite a bit.
Chapter 2
Next Friday night I moved on to part three. In the midst of our conversation, I suddenly said, “Nap time, Allie.” She slumped in her chair, dropping her pencil again.
“You really like my penis, don’t you Allie?” I said.
“Oh, yes!”
“You need my penis, right?”
“Yes.”
“That is because it hurts when I am not around. You enjoy it when I am with you.” I said, giving her subconscious a reason. “You want to make me happy so that I will stay around.”
“Yes.”
“So you will do anything to keep me happy.” For this session, this was the key question.
“Yes.” She agreed.
Perfect. She was now willing. But I wanted to add a few more things this session, so that she would physically agree with me. “When you think about my penis, you feel really good.”
“Um-hmm.”
“So you use your hand to play with yourself.” I was hoping she would understand the euphemism. I couldn’t think of any other way to put it.
She apparently understood. “Yesss.”
“You trust me so you don’t mind me around when you do. Since you are thinking about my penis, you even like me around when you do.” My hormones made me add this. “Since you need my penis around you, you will try to see it as much as possible. You will plan on ways to see it.”
“Ok.”
“You will wake up when I count to three, and not remember this conversation, and think that you fell asleep. On, two, three...”
“Oh, Tom! I fell asleep again! I am sorry!” She was very apologetic, trying to keep me happy I guess.
“No problem,” I said, laying my hand on her thigh just below the nightshirt. I could see her think about it for a second, then do nothing. I was in second heaven, she had a perfect thigh, but I decided not to push things. The end reward was too great. “I’ll see you in the morning.” And I got up and left, one of the hardest things I have ever done.
Chapter 3
I usually slept in the buff, with a sheet to cover me. I woke up that night with a strange feeling. Opening my eyes a crack, I looked down. There was Allie, standing next to my bed, lifting the sheet, staring at my hard-on that I get while I sleep (usually dreaming of her). To my pleasant surprise, she had her nightshirt pulled up and was fingering herself while she looked at my cock. There wasn’t much light, but there was enough to notice that she was a natural blond, and that she had three fingers buried in her cunt.
As I watched, she came with a soft grunt and a sigh, pulled her fingers out of her cunt, then furtively lowering the sheet back down, she left the room. Needless to say, I didn’t get much sleep that night.
The next day was a Saturday, so I didn’t have any school. After the midnight visit, I figured that she was immediately ready for the next stage. Walking into her room, she was sitting at her desk, writing some letters. “Hi, Allie!”
“Hi, Tom!”
“Whatcha doing?”
“Writing some letters.”
“Well, I think that its nap time, Allie.”
She relaxed in the chair. “Allie, you really enjoyed visiting me last night, didn’t you?”
“Yes.” With a big smile.
“You realize that you really like me, and want to be my girlfriend more than anything.”
“Oh, yes!”
“Since you are my girlfriend, you want to kiss me a lot.”
“Yes.”
“I know that you want and need my penis, so as my girlfriend you can touch it when you want.”
“Ok.”
“And as my girlfriend, you like to make me happy, so you like it when I touch you, you really like it—especially when I touch you down there.” And I pointed at her crotch.
“Ok.”
She was so open and willing at this point, that my hormones made me skip to the next level. “You love me, so you enjoy doing everything with me, even making love.” One of her fixations by this point was my penis, so I built on that. “You want to play with my penis, licking it, and feeling it deep inside you.”
With an innocent smile, she said, “Ok.”
“When I count to three you will wake up, remembering that you fell asleep dreaming about making love to me. One, two, three...”
Allie looked over at me and said, “I’m sorry, I must of dozed off (her English was getting much better). I just feel so comfortable around you.”
Feeling daring, but thinking that everything else had worked, I leaned over, cupped her face, and kissed her full on the lips. She returned the kiss with enthusiasm, working her tongue into it. It was easily the hottest kiss I had ever had. Sliding my hands down, I cupped those perfect young teenage breasts of hers through the shirt. She moaned loudly. She reached down and grabbed my cock through my jockeys (I was wearing a bathrobe and jockeys). It was my turn to moan.
Grabbing the sides of her nightshirt, I pulled it up over her head and dropped my robe. Cupping the most beautiful, perfect, 34C breasts that I had ever seen, inside or outside a men’s magazine, I whispered, “You are so beautiful, your breasts are so perfect, you make me so happy.” Thus hitting another of her implanted triggers. Working my way down with kisses I started licking her right breast, going around the nipple, then flicking the hard ½? nipple with the tip of my tongue then biting down lightly.
“Arragh!” she cried loudly. Good thing that my parents were at work. Switching to the other tit, I started pinching the one I had just left. She just leaned back making squealing noises. The angle was bad so I pulled her over to the bed and laid her out. Going for another of her triggers, knowing that she was completely obsessed by my cock by this time, I slowly pulled off my undies. As my cock came into view, I saw her eyes bulge, and she gasped. Reaching over she grabbed me, shoved me on the bed, and started licking my cock all over.
With a squeal she suddenly sucked 5 of my 9 inches into her mouth. I was in second heaven. She was giving me a blow job! I couldn’t believe it! Unable to control myself any longer, I started cumming royally. Allie didn’t even stop, she continued and swallowed every drop.
Being 18, I stayed hard as a rock. Grabbing her shoulders, I flipped her over on her back and pulled down her panties. She had a beautiful blond bush, with almost no hair on her pussy lips—the perfect snatch. I couldn’t resist any longer and dived right in. Licking up and down her cunt, her squeal became almost constant. The cum was flowing out of her pussy like a river. It was the most fantastic thing I had ever tasted. Kinda musty with a sweet aftertaste. I must of drunk a gallon of it. I flicked my tongue over her clit and she came like rockets. It looked almost like a seizure. Arching her back and hammering her fists on the bed.
I slowly kissed my way up. Kissing her full on the lips, I felt my cock pressing on her pussy. With all of the pussy juice, I easily slid my cock head in. Slowly stroking I went deeper as she started squealing again. Suddenly I hit an obstruction. ‘Shit! She’s a virgin!’ I thought. Pulling back a little I looked her in the eyes and asked, “Ready?”
“Yes” she answered immediately, staring me right in the eyes. I stroked a few more times, then suddenly thrust myself forward, breaking her cherry. She let out a small grunt. As I started stroking again she started thrusting back and squealing again. Wrapping her legs around me, she pulled me in even harder as she thrust back.
Rapidly speeding up, suddenly I couldn’t hold back any longer. I started cumming dumping what must have been a quart of cum in her pussy. Feeling the cum squirting deep inside her she had another epileptic orgasm. Her cunt squeezed my cock so hard that it almost hurt.
Hugging her hot sweaty body against mine we both fell asleep.
Chapter 4
Waking up about an hour later, I decided to make her completely mine. I had already conquered her mind, but I wanted her to be fully and totally under my control.
I kissed her and she woke up. “Hi....” She murmered.
“Nap time, Allie” I whispered.
She immediately completely relaxed against me. It felt so wonderful that I just laid there for a minute enjoying it.
I whispered in her ear, “You love me, Allie, so you want to do anything I want.”
“Of course,” she muttered.
“You will always try to keep me happy, doing anything I say, even if you don’t want to.” This would reinforce the original statement, but took it a step further.
“Yes.”
“No matter what happens, you want to please me, doing anything.”
“Um-hmm.”
“When I count to three you will wake up, remembering that you just woke up after making love. One, two, three...”
“Oh Tom...” she moaned.
Allie stayed on for all four years of college. We had many adventures, but that is another story. We were married when I turned 20, and we lived in a small apartment off campus. We are still together. I still occasionally adjust her programming, but she is still as beautiful, loving and compliant as ever.