The Magic Box (part four)
by Sasha Steele
Layla looked admiringly at her image in the mirror while one of her hypnotized minions knelt before her adjusting a garter strap on her stocking. She had her man-maids work in shifts like volunteers at some charity only it was Layla who was this charity's only benefit. She picked only young buff guys as her maids. Made them wear short skirted maid uniforms, stockings and heels.
Detective Jason Hawk had no idea the extent of her power to influence others Layla thought. When she first discovered the power of the magic box Layla was paranoid. Afraid some guy she brought home would come out of the hypnotic trance while her cock was still up his ass and beat the crap out of her or maybe call the cops. But as time went on Layla found there was no body coming out of the trance. Her victims were stuck for life and Layla could make them do anything she wanted.
As Layla grew more confident with her new power she became more blatant with the use of it. The stage act was simply an ego trip. A means by which to strut her stuff in front of an audience while dressed in a sexy little outfit. On stage Layla had become more and more brazen. Lately she'd been getting a hardon as she picked guys from the audience she wanted to fuck. And last week Layla had to pee so bad she stood to the rear of the stage, spread her legs, squatted slightly and peed through her costume panties while Modesto put the hypnotized volunteers through their paces. Too she'd become Layla more often than she was Kendal Keyes. He was only around occasionally when business required it. A great inconvenience soon to be dispensed with altogether..
Then came detective Hawk the only other person beside herself not effected by the box's magic. While the mere thought of Hawk on his knees in front of her made Layla's cock hard, just like it was right now, the old paranoia crept back in. He'd caught her off guard in her Kenda Keyes persona. She tried to cast the insecurity aside. If Hawk wasn't hypnotized he sure as hell acted like it. Could it be that he was hypnotized? If not by the box then by her? After all he'd sucked her off twice. That thought empowered Layla. She felt that she could probably make Hawk do anything she wanted him to do, just like those she'd hypnotized.
Layla examined her image in the mirror. Of course he's hypnotized by me Layla thought. How could he not be. Sure she'd put on a few pounds but her girdle brought in her waist giving her that sensual hour glass full figured beauty look. She placed a hand on one of her fleshy man tits. Felt the hard nub of her nipple through the thin material of her pretty brassier, just like Hawk had done the day before. It felt so good. Layla's hand went to the hard cock tenting her panties outward. Mmmmmm. That felt even better. Oh Hawk, I'm going show you things you've only dreamed of before she thought.
"Get my dress," Layla told her man-maid.
All heads turned to the click of high heels on the marble floor of the swanky restaurant at the Savoy hotel as the voluptuous blond in a red paisley dress strolled in. Layla sashayed over to Hawk and folded her sexy round butt onto the chair across the table from him. Sasha's dress was a paisley patterned material, its color mostly red. The dress was sleeveless with a square neckline. It had a full skirt that fell to just above the knee. And the bodice fit snugly to Layla's slightly heavy-set torso. She had on nude tone stockings, white pumps and carried a matching white handbag. Her long platinum-blond hair cascaded over her shoulders and hung down her back in gentle ringlets.
"You look beautiful Layla," Hawk said. "What can I get you to drink?"
Layla ordered a martini. Shit he looks hot she thought looking at Hawk. And thinking about how she was going to fuck him, Layla's hardon came back with a vengeance.
"What?" Hawk asked noticing the far away look on Layla's pretty, though heavily made up face.
The server came with the drinks and took their food order.
"I've booked a room for us," Layla said.
Hawk raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"
After supper they had a few cocktails in the bar over small talk until the throbbing in Layla's hard cock could no longer wait to be satisfied. They kissed in the elevator and at the door where Layla had Hawk pinned against the wall as she pressed her erection into his. And again inside the hotel room where Layla finally announced her desires.
"I'm going suck your cock dry and fuck your brains out all night Hawk. I'm going to fuck your mouth. I'm going to fuck your ass."
Layla was breathing heavily. She pressed down on the tenting in her dress. Her panties were wet. Her cock was out of control. Layla had never been this horny. Had never been this desperate to fuck anyone. She grabbed hold of Hawk and kissed him again while undulating her rock hard cock into him. Then Layla turned her back to Hawk.
"Undo my dress," she ordered.
Hawk worked the zipper. Helped Layla slip the dress over her shoulders. She turned back to Hawk. Slipped the dress over her arms and wriggled it over her ample hips, over the massive hardon in her white panties and let it drop to the floor where she stepped out of it. Layla stood before Hawk in her underwear. She was a bit fat but the girdle she wore rendered her body a shapely sensuous contour. Layla's massive erection tented the crotch of her shiny white panties out below the bottom edge of her white girdle with its short garter belts. Her panties were dripping wet where they stretched over the tip of her cock. Layla turned in a slow circle in front of Hawk.
"Don't you think I'm sexy Hawk?" She purred in that low sultry voice of hers. "Aren't you hypnotized by me?"
Layla's panties had a full seat that showcased her big round bum as the back of the girdle rode upward to her hips where it did up in back. Her stockings were hooked to the garters high up on her smooth thighs, the seams in back straight. Her brassier, also white, hugged Layla's fleshy man tits, which where rather flat as they where formed only of the slight bit of fat on her chest. The brassier was trimmed with lace and had a bow in center. Very pretty.
"Take off your clothes. All of them. I want to see you naked," she told Hawk.
Hawk stripped himself naked. His cock was two inches shorter than Layla's ten incher, not as thick or his balls as large as hers but it was a good sized cock that stood upward at an angle in its full erection. He had pubic hair and chest hair, not a lot but just enough hair to make him manly. Hawk was well muscled, rugged, strong. Layla's type exactly. They kissed. Hawk felt Layla's hard pantied wetness nudge against his naked crotch.
She sank to her knees. Took Hawks throbbing rod into her mouth and deep throated him. Hawk moaned as Layla sucked him off. Her head bobbed up and down as his shaft slid in and out of her moist mouth. Each time her face pressed against him and he could feel her breath whiff against his pubis hair. Layla hummed as though she were a child enjoying a sweet for the first time. And suddenly Hawk was desperate to cum.
"Ah, I'm gonna cum," he moaned.
Hawk took hold of Layla's head and held her to him as he pressed his cock forward into the furthest reaches of her wanton mouth. He cried out in ecstasy with the pure pleasure of his release. Layla's head jerked back as Hawk's strong ejaculation assaulted the back of her throat. She cupped her lips around the shaft to receive the remainder of his cum in her mouth cavity and savored its oddly sweet yet salty taste. Layla got to her feet. She Kissed Hawk and he caught the taste of his own cum on her tongue.
"Turn around," Layla said breathing lustfully.
Hawk turned around and Layla pressured him downward so that he was bent over with his hands resting on the bed. She got down on her knees behind him. Hawk felt her breath on his ass. Then he felt Layla's hands on his butt, spreading his cheeks and her hot tongue slide upward over his anus. That made Hawk shiver. Oh fuck! Layla was licking his asshole and it felt so good his hardon was back. Layla ate Hawks ass for a while then stood up and freed her dripping wet cock from her panties to fuck him.
Hawk felt his anus stretch in a most peculiar way as Layla's long thick shaft entered him. Fuck, her cock is so big Hawk thought. Discomfort and fear of the odd sensation of having his virgin ass fucked for the very first time gave way to the extreme desire to be fucked by Layla. Layla reach around grasping hold of his now throbbing hard cock to masturbate Hawk as she fucked him. Her motions had become quick and fast. Hawk heard her moan with each thrust pushing deeper and deeper into his rectum. Layla was going to cum. Her hand was feverishly working his cock. Hawk was going to cum too.
Layla let go of Hawk's cock and he took over stroking it as he came in a heavy discharge on the bed. Layla grasped hold of Hawk's hips. Her thrusts were wild and frantic now and she was practically shouting in desperation to cum. Then her motions stopped and Layla held him there motionless for a brief moment before the explosion occurred, the volcano erupted and the flood gates opened to fill Hawk's ass with Layla's hot cum.
Layla collapsed onto Hawk's back breathing heavily. She drank and smoked, ate too much, was lazy and out of shape. Fucking was the only exercise Layla participated in. A sexual athlete? She'd have to ask Hawk in the morning. Layla withdrew her cock from his ass. Hawk stood, turned to her and they kissed. This time it was his own ass that Hawk tasted on Layla's tongue. And he liked it.
"Undress me," Layla said.
Hawk knelt to undo the garters to Layla's stockings and she wondered how he'd look in a maid's uniform. He stood while she turned so that he could undo the back of her girdle and remove it. Then turned back to him. Layla's shiny white panties were pulled up high onto her paunchy belly. Her softening cock and large scrotum protruded from the left leg hole. Hawk helped Layla wriggle out of them. He pulled Layla's panties all the way down to her ankles. She stepped out then turned back around for him to undo her bra. Layla slipped it off and turned back revealing to Hawk her fleshy little man-tits. She then sat on the bed so he could remove her shoes and stockings.
Layla sat naked on the bed. She had brought an overnight bag when she'd checked in - a change of clothes, her makeup, toiletries, a silk powder blue nightie. Over packed as most women, or in this case a transvestite, do.
"Fetch my nightie," she ordered.
Layla lifted her arms and Hawk slipped the nightie over them, over her head and onto her soft torso. Layla fixed her long hair over it. Hawk drew the nightie panties up Layla's smooth legs. Placed high heeled lounging slippers on her feet. Layla stood. Hawk drew her panties all the way up and adjusted Layla's cock into their crotch. The short flared top hid Layla's belly but not her big ass. They embraced. Hawk placed his hands on her ass. He could feel the firm muscle beneath a thick layer of soft adipose on Layla's rounded butt cheeks.
There was a vanity in the room with a large collection of makeup and personal products Layla had brought with her to the hotel. Hawk watched the rise and fall of her butt cheeks as Layla walked the short distance to the vanity and sat down in a chair in front of it. She looked at herself in the mirror. Turned her face one way then the other and flicked her hair back.
"My wig," she said and Hawk removed Layla's platinum-blond hair with its long gentle ringlets.
When Hawk had caught Layla in her Kendal Keyes persona the day before she was in the last throws of her business turnover. Kendal's hair was thin and limp in the early stages of premature balding. Layla hated it. And so, with no further use for Kendal Keyes she had gotten rid of it altogether. Hawk removed Layla's wig to reveal her completely bald dome that looked like a shiny cue ball contrasted sharply against her heavily made up face. Layla stood and kissed Hawk. He was still naked and his cock was hard again.
"Help me pee," she said.
Hawk stood behind and slightly to the right of Layla. She felt his hardness press against her butt as he reached around to free her cock from her nightie panties. Layla closed her eyes and leaned her head back against Hawk as he directed her stream into the toilet water. He kissed her on the neck. Layla brought her hand to Hawk's head as he did so. Finished her piss Hawk shook off the dribbles and returned Layla's cock to her panties. It had begun to stiffen. And by the time Layla laid back against the stack of pillows on the bed her cock was in a full blown erection.
"Suck my cock," she ordered.
Hawk knelt on the bed between Layla's spread legs and removed her hard cock through a leg hole of her nightie panties. He gently stroked it and felt its unbending solidness. Hawk hunkered down and took Layla's big hard cock into his mouth. His head bobbed up and down as he blew her. Layla tilted her bald head back against the pillows and moaned. And when she came Layla pressed down on his head while at the same time lifting her hips to push her cock as far as possible down Hawk's throat. Layla closed her eyes and moaned loudly as she came in Hawk's mouth. Hawk loved the taste of Layla's cum so swallowed it all.
They were both spent and so slept soundly that night. Next morning Hawk sat in the restaurant reading the paper over morning coffee while Layla got herself ready. He heard the click of her heels and looked up to watch as Layla walked over to him. Layla was wearing a black A-frame dress that fell to mid thigh. It had a high round neck line and three quarter sleeves. She wore dark stockings with back seams and black stilettos pumps. Her makeup was dark. Lips and nails bright red. Her platinum-blond hair long and loose.
And though Layla's dress was a loose fit, while she walked causing the skirt to draw a bit tighter with each step, one could catch, though barely visible, an odd recurring bulge in her crotch. That is if one knew what to look for. Hawk knew.
End of this story
If you liked this story and want more let me know. I have in mind another detective story (Key West Detective) and a western story (Prudence) for you. Which do you prefer first. Also, I'm not quite finished with the Brogyn character from the (heQueen of Kor) series. If you want more of him, or any other character for that matter, let me know. I love writing about them. Sasha.