At last – I had an afternoon to myself – a nice chunk of time during which I knew there would be no interruptions, no phone calls, no one knocking at the door, and no husband who might come home early to surprise me. I changed into comfortable clothing, lit some candles and snuggled into bed with my laptop.
However, I wasn’t headed to the typical erotica and porn sites that I might normally peruse when gifted with some of my special "me" time. I was embarking on a new adventure.
www.hypnoticdreams.com is a site that offers a small variety of mp3 erotic, hypnotic stories for women. The stories are meant to take a woman into a deep trance, where she can then experience anything from sexual entertainment, to intensification of sexual responses, to help with submission conditioning. I went to the site feeling both excited and a little nervous.
I must admit, I know little about hypnosis. Psychology 101 taught me that there are different attitudes and beliefs out there about hypnosis, but that in general, the consensus is that hypnosis is the lowering of defenses in the conscious mind so that the subconscious is more easily accessed. Moreover, while people in hypnotic trances are more open to suggestion, they will never do anything that goes against their core beliefs or values. So while the irrational part of me wondered if, after listening to my first hypnotic story, I would turn into a raving sex maniac, unrecognizable to my husband, wild hair matted and sweat-drenched, ejaculating on everything I might come into contact with, the rational part of me knew that I would only turn into this if I truly wanted it.
I once attended a seminar in college during which a hypnotist took the audience into a trance – and the audience members who became most open to his suggestions were then brought down to the stage to demonstrate the power of hypnosis. I personally didn’t fall into enough of a trance to notice, so as I logged on to www.hypnoticdreams.com, I wondered if I would experience anything at all.
From a selection of hypnotic stories, I chose the most logical jumping off point: "Introducing Erotic Hypnosis." The story was 26 minutes long, and the hypnotic suggestions included were to "Relax during sex, enjoy being a sensual person, become more easily aroused with any partner, enjoy more frequent and more intense orgasms."
I read through some of the information on the site – it’s easy to navigate and there are clear explanations of hypnosis, as well as an interesting "Frequently Asked Questions" section. After popping around a bit, I was adequately curious. I took a deep breath, clicked the download button, and began my first erotic hypnotic experience.
Vibrating lines, colors, and patterns came up on the screen and a man’s voice flowed from the speakers of my computer. Mmmm. Nice voice – low, deep, relaxing. He had one of those sensual tenors that would feel amazing vibrating against the outer ear. I settled back into my pillows as his voice rhythmically encouraged me to listen to his voice, go deep, and go deeper.
I relaxed and fell back further as I followed his instructions to breathe. Focus, breathe in, hold it for just a moment, focus, exhale, and go deeper.
Still very nice.
His voice rose and fell, as if it were gliding over rolling hills. He intoned that he was touching me, like a light breeze, drawing me into a deeper trance. I liked the idea of a disembodied presence – it felt safe. The combination of his voice and the feel of a light breeze on my skin was tantalizing. I could definitely do this.
Then his fingers caressed my forehead, my cheeks. When he said the word "caress," a little knot of surprise popped up in my belly. I breathed deeply, dispelling the knot. He had mentioned that many women let their fears and inhibitions interfere with their sex life – was I doing this already? I knew I was over-thinking things, especially as I was supposed to be falling into a deeper trance. I tried to clear my mind, focus, and continue on.
His fingers caressed down my arm and he explained that I was relaxing deeper and deeper. His light, gentle touch came back up my arm. Washing away all of my cares and concerns. He intoned that I was feeling the need to be touched deeply and intimately.
Whoa! What? Again, my mind raced – I was listening to a man, who was not my husband, talk about touching me intimately. I felt strange, as if I was somehow doing something wrong.
I took a few more deep breaths, tried to quiet the incessant chatter that was racing through my mind, and once again, focus on his voice.
He caressed down my other arm and then back again. Then his fingertips went to the center of my body, and he encouraged me to feel his touch as he caressed down the valley of my breasts and then around each one.
Ack! My breasts? What was going to happen when he got to my nipples? Was I going to feel his mouth on me?
That was it. It felt too intimate. Listening to this stranger’s amazing voice describing these sexual acts – touching my body, my breasts – wondering what was coming next – it triggered a deep feeling all right – a deep feeling that I was cheating on my husband.
I knew my reaction was a little crazy, but I also knew that I wasn’t in the right place to be listening to this. I would have to come back to it, if for no other reason than the fact that my analytical thoughts were pulling me out of any trance.
I shut my laptop and jumped out of bed.
One week later, I had a date with destiny. Again.
This time, I was mentally prepared to listen to a complete stranger talk about touching my body. I knew I wasn’t cheating on my husband – how was this any different from looking at porn or reading erotica? Perhaps, because of the hypnosis, it felt more intimate to me than these other things. But hey, maybe this was just the thrill I was needing.
Again with the comfy clothes, although this time they were silky. Again with the candles, although they were all new ones. I turned on my laptop and opened the mp3.
This time, I let myself feel my responses and accepted them. Instead of having racing thoughts, I embraced the sensations and tried not to analyze them. I allowed this strange, sexy man’s voice to go deeper.
Each time he used a new dirty word…"Breasts," "Cock," "Pussy"…my body shook slightly with the thrill I imaged I might feel at a stranger actually touching my breasts or my pussy. Again and again, there was the exhilarating intake of breath at hearing a complete stranger talk about putting his cock inside me and stroking me. He was so new, so different from my husband. He took complete control of our encounter and each time he spoke it was a new smell, a new sensation. God it was good. He touched me everywhere, this stranger with the sultry voice, and as I lay there in my bed, my fingers digging into the sheets at my sides, my body literally trembled and shook. Yes, I was slick and wet as this stranger figuratively fucked me with his audio-perfect cock, and yes, my back arched and my pelvis rocked to meet him.
And the climax? Ah – that is for me to keep to myself. I imagine that, just as hypnotic trance is different and somehow indescribable for each person, the climax inspired by this erotic hypnotic story is felt differently by every woman who listens to it.
Did the story do its job? Did I experience a pleasurable, erotic trance, followed by a post-hypnotic suggestion that I be more open to my own sexual pleasure? While I believe that personally, I’m not as open to hypnosis as others may be, I enjoyed the story so much that I know I will listen to it again and again. And even now, as I write about my experience, I feel that telltale, sweet sensation between my legs. In fact, listening to the story was so unlike anything I’ve ever experienced, I know I’ll be visiting the website again soon, to purchase another rendezvous with my sultry stranger.
Ladies, I highly recommend www.hypnoticdreams.com. The erotic stories provide a unique and wonderful way to connect with your own sexuality. If nothing else, they are tasty treats and a perfect way to spend your special "me" time, a fabulous way to spend $25.
Originally published May, 2008