High School Hypnotist

High School Hypnotist (Mf, MC, School)

Story Summary – Brad Taylor enjoys his work as a high school guidance counselor and hypnotist.

Note – This is a work of Fiction, make-believe and sexual fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. You must be 18 or over to read these stories. The author does not condone any sexual activity among persons under 18 in real life. It is OK to have fantasies, but turning a fantasy into reality can destroy lives. Don’t be a dick with other people’s lives!

Yeah, I have it pretty good. I work at an exclusive all-girl high school outside of Los Angeles; I see a lot of hot, California teenage bodies. My day is filled with visions of tight shirts, braless breasts, firm tits with hard nipples, short skirts, long legs, round asses and more camel toes than the Arabian Desert.

Many of these hot sluts are the daughters of famous Hollywood movie stars – gorgeous offspring from gorgeous parents. And, not only do I get to see tight high school bodies bouncing down the hallways, but I get all the teenage pussy I want.

This private school is very modern and prides itself on its new wave curriculum. Science and technology classes take a backseat to other scholastic offerings, such as acting, directing, dealing with paparazzi, money management, etc… These girls are not here to become nuclear physicists, that’s for sure.

We also offer robust health facilities. We boast a modern gym with personal trainers, yoga, tai-chi and aerobics. For our stressed out little princesses, we also offer massage therapy, aroma therapy, facials, pedicures, etc. And to deal with life’s more strenuous mental challenges; we have one of the best guidance counselors available. He is a board certified physiologist, trained in all the modern physiological therapies. He has also written books on the power of persuasion, self-actualization and the art of happiness. By the way, that’s me. I’m also a hypnotist.

It was easy to get the job. When I heard they were planning to build the school, I spoke with some of my Hollywood clients and had them put in a good word for me. Also, I used my subliminal power of persuasion techniques during the interview to convince the Director that I was the right person for the job; in fact the only one he should even consider for the position. A week into my new job, and one hypnotic session later (to correct his golf slice), I received a hefty pay raise and moved into his office. I liked his office because it was remote; in a secluded corner of the school and away from prying eyes. The long entrance hallway and the separate outer office – where my personal secretary screens my visitors, is a perfect setup for having sex with hot teenage girls.

You would be surprised at the number of stuck-up brats who want my services. Some just want to complain and whine, some request regular psychology sessions, and some want help with self improvement issues. I typically select the hottest girls that pique my interest and offer them a hypnotic session to cure their problems. They leave my office happy and feeling great. At my subliminal direction, they also tell their hottest school friends they should schedule an appointment too.

Take Rhonda Wells, for example. She was recommended to me by one of my favorite patients. Rhonda is so hot! As I write this, she is masturbating in front of me, lying on the couch, her blouse open, braless, with one hand squeezing an exquisite breast and toying with her perfect, pink nipples. Her other hand is rubbing her panty covered crotch, her short skirt hiked up around her waist.

I had persuaded her to undergo a hypnotic session, to ‘get to the source of her problems with her mother.’ Once she was under (girls of this age are so easily susceptible to hypnosis), I simply convinced her that she was horny, ‘so very, very horny’ and had her masturbate as she would at home – where she felt safe, private, and relaxed, without the possibility of distraction, while we talked.

“So, Rhonda, tell me your favorite sexual fantasies. What you usually think about when you masturbate?”

Step one – find out what turn the little girls on;

“Oh, I usually think of cocks…, big, fat cocks. Mmmmm,” she moaned. “I like to pretend I’m a slut, getting fucked and sucking cocks, with two guys, sometimes three.” She paused, whispered and whimpered, “Sometimes more. I like to be a dirty little slut.”

“I see, Rhonda. That is very interesting.” I watched Rhonda getting more turned on. Her small hand slipped inside of her panties.

“Ooooh!” she moaned, slipping a finger up and down her juicy slit. “I’m going to take off my panties now,” she stated. She stood up and dropped her damp little panties on the floor. Then, she shrugged off her blouse, squeezing both apple sized tits. I could smell her musk from my place in my chair, three feet away. She lay back down, spread her legs wide, and peeled her thin pussy lips apart. I could see the pink wetness from her nearly hairless twat.