I don't know if I can adequately explain the sensation, but it's like my dick split open and released a million rays of sunshine all over my body. Apparently Neil's suggestions not only allowed me to be controlled in innocuous ways but also intensified my horniness and made the pleasure last longer and be more intense. That's never a bad suggestion. It was like an orgasm, but I was nowhere close to shooting. It was just like a Meg Ryan in When Harry Met Sally, where it just kept going and going and getting better and better and it felt so good and so foreign that I never knew if it was going to end, like I could feel that way forever. Strangely, it was almost non-sexual. As if the feelings were completely devoid from the act I was performing on my body, something from some part of a libido I never knew I had. This wasn't about getting off, it was just about an unbridled pleasure that felt like it would either drive me mad or split my brain in half.
Finally I shot. A lot. More than I have in a long time, making a mess all over a small black end table. After, I was still awash in the glow, almost dizzy—no, giddy—with enjoyment. "Wow," doesn't even come close to describing it. I've been in all sorts of dirty situations from here to Greece and back again, and that was the best orgasm of my life. Maybe it was because, as I said, the experience was somehow non-sexual. It was somehow clean. It was purely hedonistic in a way, controlled by the hypnosis, but entirely unfettered. I had to sit down.
Check out the article at:
Vice: Erotic Hypnosis Gave Me the Most Intense Orgasm of My Life
and Neil's website, Erotic-Hypno.com
I'm almost afraid to meet Neil
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