“Did you hypnotize me to do whatever you say?” she asked with a dumbfounded look. “I can’t believe that I got naked so easily.”
“Is any of this bothering you?”
“Well you’ve already seen me naked, so there’s no point in making a big fuss about it anymore.”
“Good,” I smiled. “I probably wasn’t going to stop anyway. I kind of like having you under my spell. It’s fun.”
She held back a playful grin. “I was expecting you to be a little more professional about this.”
“I am being professional about this,” I teased. “But that doesn’t mean we can’t have fun with it.”
“So what comes next? Are you just going to have me stand here naked all day?”
“Of course not. Now I want you to put your hand between your legs and rub. Tell me what you feel.”
At that point, I couldn’t tell if she was acting under hypnosis, or on her own accord. But she moved her hand without hesitation and placed it between her legs. Her fingers moved and a soft moan escaped her lips.
“It feels…warm,” she said with another moan. “My clitoris is throbbing and aching to be touched.”
She didn’t need further instructions as she continued rubbing herself. Her facial expressions changed every few seconds while she masturbated in front of me.
“You know that I enjoy watching you right?” I asked without thinking.
“I can tell.”
Normally, this sort of thing would freak my mother out. She was always guarded with her body. But now, it seemed so bizarre that she was naked and masturbating in front of me, like this was all no big deal. On a strange level, this was totally hot for both of us.
The fluids from her vagina seeped through her fingers and dripped to the ground. She went faster and more fluids dripped.
“Take a few steps towards me,” I ordered.
She did as I asked and we became face to face. Her fingers never stopped rubbing her vagina, and I reached up with both hands and cupped her breasts. I gently squeezed and massaged them. My fingers took each of her hard brown nipples and pinched them slightly. Her facial expressions changed immediately, showing the state of pleasure she was in. I could only imagine how sensitive those big nipples were, especially in the heightened state of arousal she was in.
“Don’t stop,” she in a sexually depraved voice. “I love the way it feels when you touch me.”
My mind swirled with all sorts of perverted thoughts once she admitted that. My hands caressed her harder and I continued playing with her big nipples.
“Can we go further?” I asked. “Do you mind?”
“I don’t think I’m in a position to give you any orders,” she smiled in a mischievous way, which was basically meant to encourage me.
“That’s right. You aren’t. Now take off my tshirt the way you did this morning.”
Both of her hands took off my tshirt, and I couldn’t help but enjoy the fact that her fingers were dripping with vaginal fluids.
“Anything else?”
“My shorts.”
A part of me expected that my mother would snap out of her hypnosis, or admit that she was pretending to be hypnotized, and then slap me in the face for making a perverted request like that. But that never happened. She dropped to her knees and pulled my shorts and underwear down, leaving me as naked as she was. My cock immediately turned stiff in front of her face.