EXTRACT FOR
The Hypno-Forced Wives
(Sylvia Redmond)

Her pussy was covered with a mat of black hair. I watched as her nimble, black fingers parted their way through her snatch and found her moist slit. She fanned the fingers of one hand, spreading her pussy lips like the petals of a precious flower. And then the fingers of her other hand moved in and started rubbing the folds of her pink, wet sex.



I thought about how shy this woman had been just a few minutes before. She had been hesitant to even speak in front of three male strangers, and now she was strumming her wet pussy without a care in the world. The power that Max had over her was unbelievable, and I couldn't take my eyes off her as Max spoke again.



"That's a girl Amahle ??" your pussy feels so good now my pet."



She let out a moan as her fingers continued working, as if acknowledging her husband's words. Her nipples had now hardened, and looked like rigid black points on top of her huge breasts. The sounds of wetness were getting louder from between her legs and I could see the gleam of her juices as her fingers danced back and forth across her pussy.



My own hand reached down and rubbed my cock which was an aching, rock hard bump in my jeans. Under any other circumstances I would have been pulling it out and would have stroked one out across her big, beautiful tits. But I was forced to watch this erotic show, believing with all my sole that it couldn't get any hotter.



And then Max took it up yet another notch.



"Amahle, your pussy feels so good darling, but now your nipples are itching too my pet. You know how you like to have your nipples played with darling. You need to touch your nipples too my darling."



Mark, Brian and I looked at each other briefly before feasting our eyes back on Max's wife. Each of us was practically drooling and I didn't think I could take any more. But I wasn't going anywhere either, and as I watched his wife, she leaned even further back on the couch and spread her legs wider. And then one of her hands strayed, slowly obeying her husband's command.



She continued to diddle her twat with one hand while her other hand trailed its way up to one of her big breasts. Her fingers were slick from the wetness between her legs as she traced small circles around one of her throbbing nipples. She teased it momentarily before closing her wet fingers on it and gently starting to tug. The effect it was having on her was obvious as her head dropped back again and her hips gently swayed.