{"id":4897,"date":"2025-06-09T01:08:43","date_gmt":"2025-06-09T01:08:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/?p=4897"},"modified":"2025-06-11T01:01:38","modified_gmt":"2025-06-11T01:01:38","slug":"cougar-hunting","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/cougar-hunting\/","title":{"rendered":"Cougar Hunting"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"width: 1280px;\" class=\"wp-video\"><video class=\"wp-video-shortcode\" id=\"video-4897-1\" width=\"1280\" height=\"960\" preload=\"metadata\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"video\/mp4\" src=\"https:\/\/hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/assets\/Birthday_cakes_l5nboy.mp4?_=1\" \/><a href=\"https:\/\/hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/assets\/Birthday_cakes_l5nboy.mp4\">https:\/\/hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/assets\/Birthday_cakes_l5nboy.mp4<\/a><\/video><\/div>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\" align=\"center\"><b>Cougar Hunting<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\" align=\"center\"><b>\u00a0<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\" align=\"center\"><i>A story in honor of Goddess Marquesa\u2019s birthday on July 1<\/i><\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cLook, mate! It\u2019s the Blonde Bombshell! And tonight she\u2019s alone,\u201d Paul said, in what I had learned was a North London accent. He and I had met as freshman roommates at the University of West Florida. I was from the Midwest, he was from the UK, but we hit it off right away. We had a lot in common. Both of us had good looks and a way with the ladies. Both of us had an aversion to studying and a love for the party-hard lifestyle of our much richer classmates.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">Our careers as undergraduates didn\u2019t last, but our friendship did. After washing out of college we both stayed in Florida. It had good weather and was full of lonely, wealthy retirees. Paul and I drifted naturally into careers as local gigolos. We would frequently run across each other in the swankier beach side hotels, which were the best venues for \u201cCougar Hunting.\u201d<!--more--><\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cHoly smoke, you\u2019re right!\u201d I exclaimed. The Blonde Bombshell. Paul and I had seen her at several of the local bars and hotels. She is the kind of woman who draws your focus right away. Drop-dead gorgeous, always dressed stylishly, interacting with everyone around her as if she owned the town.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">She had become a figure of myth for Paul and me, the \u201cone we would love to land.\u201d But she was generally unapproachable. She rarely appeared except in a large group of similarly well-dressed women, occasionally in the company of some man. Rarely the same man twice in a row.. There seemed to be local men who were her frequent companions, but they were a large group and difficult to track.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">Now there she was, sitting alone on the terrace of the Fenway Hotel, at a table for two just by the railing, with a perfect view of the sunset, sipping a cocktail. She was stunning as always. Lush blond hair mussed immaculately. A stylish green dress that accentuated the fullness of her breasts, displayed her magnificent legs, and complemented the emerald sparkle of her witchy green eyes. She was gazing at the reddening horizon, lost in her own thoughts.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cLet\u2019s see who gets to bag her,\u201d Paul said.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">I held up my hand, and we played the usual game of rock-papers-scissors that always decided such questions. I won. \u201cLucky bastard!\u201d Paul griped.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cThat sunset is almost as beautiful as You,\u201d I said as I approached her table, holding my own beer and a lemon-drop martini which the bartender, upon being tipped ten bucks, had helpfully informed me was the Blonde Bombshell\u2019s drink.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">She smiled. \u201cI bet that line works on all the girls,\u201d she replied. It was the first time I heard her speak, and it sent shivers down my spine. Like an expensive vintage, her voice had myriad notes and depths, my whole body seemed to hear her at once.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">I laughed abashedly, \u00a0attempting to project disarming candor. \u201cIt will only rate high as a line if you let me take that seat,\u201d I quipped.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">She made an inviting gesture and I sat across from her, placing the beer in front of me and the martini in front of her.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cI\u2019ve seen you and your friend around,\u201d she observed. \u201cYou two cuties are quite the operators.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cOh, Paul and I know each other from college,\u201d I replied dismissively. \u201cWe like to hang out, you know\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">She only smiled enigmatically in answer.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cHow is it that a gorgeous creature like you is here alone?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cThat\u2019s not what you want to ask Me,\u201d she replied.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cIt\u2019 s not?\u201d I asked, intrigued.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cNo,\u201d she affirmed. \u201cI know I\u2019m gorgeous. You know I know I\u2019m gorgeous. This game is not going to work on Me. Deep down you know that, you didn\u2019t really come here to run your usual plays on Me.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">I took a sip of my beer to cover my nervous disorientation. \u201cI\u2019m all ears,\u201d I said coolly, flashing her my most charming smile. \u201cTell me why I came here, then.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cAll ears\u2026I like that,\u201d she mused. \u201cYes, it\u2019s your ears particularly that I will use to give you what you want.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cAnd wh-what\u2019s that?\u201d I stuttered, my fa\u00e7ade beginning to show cracks.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cYou want to be punished.\u201d Her tone suggested that this should have been obvious.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">I opened my mouth to register a protest, but at that moment a waiter appeared, holding a cupcake in which was placed one lit candle.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cThe young man has been sitting her for five minutes exactly, Goddess Marquesa,\u201d the waiter declared, in the tone of a subordinate who was following orders, \u201cHere is the cupcake You requested.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cThank you, Enrique,\u201d she said without taking her eyes off of me. As the waiter withdrew, she addressed me again. \u201cYou see it\u2019s My birthday,\u201d she explained.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cHappy Birthday,\u201d I offered, my attempt to sound cheerful doing a poor job of hiding my growing discomfort. \u201cI didn\u2019t mean to intrude on\u2026\u201d I began, making as if to rise.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cStay where you are. Look at the candle,\u201d she commanded.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">I obeyed spontaneously, compelled by the force of her voice.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">Her finger began tracing a slow circle on her empty martini glass, creating a clear tone that set off a vibration deep in my chest. \u201cYou\u2019re a smart boy, David,\u201d she intoned, the rich mellifluousness of her voice caressing my ears. Before I could pause to wonder how she knew my name, she continued, \u201cYou knew I was not a pigeon like the other cougars you and Paul chase, isn\u2019t that right?\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cYes, Goddess.\u201d My own voice sounded far away.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cSo why did you come over here?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cI\u2026.I\u2026I\u2026\u201d I repeated, searching for an answer.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cI\u2019ll tell you why,\u201d she soothed. \u201cYou love Me. You\u2019ve been falling in love with Me since You first saw Me, isn\u2019t that right?\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cYes.\u201d The answer surprised me as I said it. How did she know before I did?<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cYou and your friend Paul both noticed Me months ago. You must have a name for Me. Tell Me what it is.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cThe Blonde Bombshell.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">She laughed softly. \u201cMmmmm\u2026the Blonde Bombshell. I like that. It\u2019s very Me. And now I am going to ignite, and You are caught in the blast.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d I asked. The words came out slurred. I had become so relaxed, it was difficult to speak clearly.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cIt\u2019s My birthday, and I am making you Mine,\u201d she explained.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cHow are you doing that?\u201d I wondered.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cI\u2019m hypnotizing you, silly boy.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cW-w-wait\u2026\u201d I began to protest.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cSssssh\u2026,\u201d she soothed. \u201cLook at the candle. Listen to My Voice\u2026.you can feel your eyelids getting heavy\u2026.so sleepy\u2026.so sleepy\u2026..\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">The next thing I can remember is being naked and on my knees. I was in the parlor of a tastefully decorated condo somewhere off the beach. She was standing in front of me, looking even more gorgeous than she had at the hotel. At the first sight of her my heart began pounding and my cock became a steel rod.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp10564c8eyiv8942718688ydpc6d579cfyiv1172360137ydpa62bf57dMsoNormal\">\u201cWhere am I? What happened?\u201d I stammered.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">\u201cYou are where I put you,\u201d she explained. \u201cIn a trance, on the floor of my living room. Now open this for Me.\u201d She was holding my phone in her right hand, and extended it so that the locked screen was right in front of my face. I couldn\u2019t disobey her. Or perhaps I could have disobeyed her, if I didn\u2019t want her so much. My hand reached up and entered my keycode on the screen.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">\u201cWhy are you doing this?\u201d I asked as she hunted through my \u201ccontacts\u201d menu.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">\u201cDo you remember My friend Irene?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">\u201cIrene?\u201d I blurted.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">&#8220;Classy lady. Very attractive. Took you on a cruise to Aruba,\u201d she volunteered.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">\u00a0Realization dawned on me. \u201cOh, y-y-yes\u2026\u201d I stuttered.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">She cut me off. \u201cYou were a real shitheel to Irene. She lavished gifts on you. Treated you with respect. You used her, dumped her, and cut her off. She was devastated.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">\u201cI\u2019m sorry\u2026\u201d I whined.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">She laughed, the music making my cock weep pre-cum. \u201cYou\u2019re not sorry yet. You will be. I like to celebrate My birthday by giving gifts to My friends. This is My birthday gift to Irene.\u201d As she spoke these words she tapped around the screen of my phone. A ring tone came from it. \u201cHello, Paul?\u201d she spoke into the receiver. \u201cListen to My voice\u2026.you feel yourself getting so relaxed\u2026..\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">\u201cPaul, look out!\u201d I cried.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">She covered the receiver with her exquisite hand and shot daggers at me with her piercing emerald eyes. \u201cGo back to sleep, shitstain,\u201d she commanded. My world went dark.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">Her fingers snapping next to my ear brought me back to awareness. I was still naked, now on my hands and knees. A tall, muscular blond man was standing naked in front of me. The glassy look in his eyes told me that like me, he had been entranced. His enormous stiff cock was inches from my face.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">\u201cDavid, meet blondie,\u201d she said. \u201cOn the count of three you will suck his cock.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">\u201cWha-?\u201d I grunted. Before I could form a complete word, her count had begun.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">\u201c\u2026two\u2026three!\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">I could not stop myself. I took blondie\u2019s cock into my mouth greedily, sucking as if my life depended on it. As I slurped and guzzled, the Goddess looked over my shoulder.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">\u201cOn the count of three you enter from behind, Paul,\u201d she commanded.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">\u201cYes, Goddess,\u201d I heard Paul intone, his accent flattened by trance.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">As Paul\u2019s cock entered my ass I felt speared on both ends, like a pig staked over a campfire for roasting. Goddess Marquesa stayed in my line of vision, smiling down at me triumphantly. I had never seen anything so sexy in my life. I was hers completely, I would do anything she desired. Blondie\u2019s cock tasted faintly of piss and Paul was tearing my ass with his fevered pumping, but I didn\u2019t care. All that mattered was that I was making Goddess Marquesa happy.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">The sweaty rocking and thrusting had gone on for fifteen minutes before she finally commanded, \u201cCum now, boys!\u201d Cum jetted from my cock as jiz filled my throat and colon. My whole body seized with ecstasy. If my mouth had not been so full I would have howled blissfully.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">As blondie and Paul withdrew, I collapsed to the floor, drooling cum from my mouth and leaking it from my anus. Curling up in a fetal position at Goddess Marquesa\u2019s feet, I trembled in the afterglow of catharsis.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">\u201cG-G-Goddess, p-p-p-please\u2026\u201d I whimpered.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">\u201cYes?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">\u201cPlease punish me again,\u201d I groaned.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">This elicited an exquisitely deep laugh from her. \u201cThat wasn\u2019t punishment, fuckbrain,\u201d she said.\u201d\n<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d I asked, uncomprehending.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">\u201cYour punishment is that I won\u2019t do that to you again.\u201d Her laughter made my cock twice as hard as it had been before I came, even as my heart spasmed in pain.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\">Her punishment was not as harsh as I deserved. She lets me clean Her house and take care of Her cat, as long as I wear a French maid\u2019s uniform while I work. Sometimes when she is using Her fucktoys I get the job of licking the cum out of the boys\u2019 assholes or off of their faces. I wouldn\u2019t dare complain. Being Goddess Marquesa\u2019s shistain cumrag slut slave makes me one of the luckiest men alive. It may have been Goddess Marquesa\u2019s birthday, and the gift may have been meant for Irene, but I was the one who received the present.<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\" style=\"text-indent: .5in;\">\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\" style=\"text-indent: .5in;\">\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\" style=\"text-indent: .5in;\">The End<\/p>\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\" style=\"text-indent: .5in;\">\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\" style=\"text-indent: .5in;\">\n<p class=\"ydp7b10d345msonormal\" style=\"text-indent: .5in;\"><i>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Happy Birthday to the Divine Goddess Marquesa!<\/i><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Cougar Hunting \u00a0 A story in honor of Goddess Marquesa\u2019s birthday on July 1 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cLook, mate! It\u2019s the Blonde Bombshell! And tonight she\u2019s alone,\u201d Paul said, in what I had learned was a North London accent. He and I had met as freshman roommates at the University of West Florida. 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