THE BLUE DJINN

Feature Writer: Krellscholar /
Feature Title: The Blue Djinn, Succubii Sisters and a Genie named Jeannie /
Contact: [email protected]

Synopsis: This is a parody of television sitcoms and anime, and all rights and credit should go to the worthy creators of these stories and characters. Regardless of the descriptions and characterizations, as well as any willful violations of logic or rationalization, none of the characters were ever intended to represent anyone under eighteen years of age. I hope all enjoy this but be aware it is hardly PC! You will never see this during a Super Bowl Half-time show!  /

Link: http://www.asstr.org/files/Authors/JR_Parz/www/HallofFameTheBlueDjinnetc.html

The Blue Djinn

The huge, blue skinned man’s massive bulk reclined into expansive luxurious cushions, his entire concentration focused upon the drapery hanging within the only doorway leading into the pillared, sun drenched bedroom. He wore a single item of clothing; a baggy pair of semitransparent silken pants; while his feet were equipped with but a simple pair of sandals. Sandals that were woven from twenty-four caret gold thread. His leviathan blue skinned chest and matching skull were naked and completely hairless.

And he was massive: Inches above seven foot tall, his bulk would be estimated by most trainers to be in excess of three hundred and fifty pounds. They would be correct on their estimate of weight, but wrong if they attributed most to fat. While he definite was smoothed and rounded about the trunk and arms by a generally unacceptably thick layer of fat under the skin, most of what lay under that was muscle, quite inhumanly well developed muscle.

This blue ‘man’ was as powerful physically as he was in the more occult areas of his life. His arms, bulging with fat overlaying even more bulky muscle, were nearly twice the width of a ‘typical’ Olympic weight lifter’s. His belly, while bulging and smoothed by a not insubstantial layer of fat, nonetheless betrayed the location of sheets of ridged muscle underneath.

Around him the room was even more incongruously and extravagantly expansive than his physique. Running hundreds of feet in each compass direction, it required scores of pillars running in paired, perpendicular rows North to South and East to West, precisely, to support the room’s extravagantly towering forty foot high ceiling. To admit air and light, for there was no artificial lighting save hanging oil burning lamps, the roof was regularly broken by wide rectangular slits to admit air and sunlight and to remove smoke.

Foot thick cushions the size of queen sized mattresses and four meter long raised couches were scattered in no particular order over the seemingly boundless square footage of marble forming the highly polished floor.

Abruptly, and to the blue man’s obvious delight, the curtains blocking the doorway parted to admit two females…lusciously naked bipedal females.

The bulk of the Blue Man sat upright with remarkable dexterity and speed as they passed through into his bedroom. “Ah, my dear, long departed but never long forgotten friends, the Succubii Sisters, Ashtoreth and Astarte! It has been so long since we last…talked! You are most welcome, again, to my humble abode! I am so pleased with the promptness of your response to my…request!” The genuine smile during his welcome to the ravishing women now turned into a distinctly perfunctory, definitely strained, tight lipped smile. “Have you heard any news of my…long-lost wife, Jeannie?”

With his first words the two Succubii immediately turned their faces towards the massive blue bulk sprawled wide legged across the cushions, slowing their strides when they recognized him. Even though both continued to smile, they now betrayed on their clearly forced, ‘happy-to-see-you’ smiling faces real… fear.

They were gloriously naked, as was the natural habit for Succubii as well as what was expected…no, demanded, by the Blue Djinn of all his female visitors when he was ‘entertaining’ in his bedroom. The beauty of the immortal Succubii Sisters was legendary, quite capable of driving mere mortals, either male or female, into an irresistible and permanent madness of obsessive lust. Their attractiveness was little more reduced, as well, in…’distracting’ immortal Djinns, and even Gods, from the pleasure and ‘love’ of their concubines, wives, Queens, and even other Goddesses.

Which was one prime reason they were always cautious towards responding too readily to the invitations from or in the presence of, other immortals. Which was why the Blue Djinn had been waiting seemingly decades, though it was only about a month, for their response to his eager and persistent invitation.

There was a price on their heads, offered and raised many times over, from the too many to count jilted or envious Goddesses that they had been involved in the ‘mistreatment’ of in the past. Goddesses where the ultimate arbiter of revenge!

The two Succubii looked nearly identical. Tall, over six foot each, their frames were powerful and muscular without looking musclebound. But, even without their athletically superstar bodies, their feminine attributes were prodigious. Their hair, straight and nearly down to their bulging buttocks, was red now, the Blue Djinn noticed, Ashtoreth’s a little more strawberry blond than Astarte’s flaming red.

Their skin was Mediterranean bronzed, all over bronzed with no ‘tanning lines’ whatsoever. Inhumanly wide almond shaped eyes, almost catlike, housed brilliantly green, hypnotically enticing pupils while below their very un-Mediterranean like smallish noses wide, narrow lipped mouths with naturally deep crimsoned lips with upturned corners seemed to perpetually smile at whomever had the good fortune and bad luck to face their merciless beauty.

They had long ago, about the time of Sargon II actually, given up on feeding on the blood of their human victims, instead adapting to the much more profitable, and pleasant, feeding on the energy released by both their mortal and immortal victims when driven into orgasm by their irresistible charms. They would never run out of feedings now, not with the hundreds of bored, perpetually horny Gods and Goddesses out there!

Beneath broad shoulders jutted breasts to challenge Aphrodite. Actually Aphrodite got her breasts from them, the Blue Djinn believed. They were faultless cones of feminine flesh, jutting far out from wide, full bases to peak in broad, puffy, fiery red nipples.

A smoothly flat belly followed, marred by a single deep depression that was their token navel. Having never been born of woman, they really had no need for a navel. But they had long ago found that a unblemished belly gave away their inhuman origins. Sometimes humans became a bit… paranoid about strangers who could manipulate magic. There had been times when humans had not been so…susceptible to the Sisters’ sexual weapons.

Flaring hips next welcomed the eye of the leering, doomed victim, perfect landing pads for conjugally obsessed male victims. Their bellies ended in dramatically jutting sex mounds quite capable of crushing a woman’s, or girl’s, clitoris into screaming, convulsing defeat beneath them. They were naturally bald below, and their tight nether lips were only marred by inch long clits poking out between permanently moist, flaming red labia.

Their legs, needless to say, were athletic and long, easily capable of running down any victim to subsequently hold them down helplessly between them.

For the Succubus’ pitiless use.

And they were pitiless when they were on the trail of a victim. The doom they brought to men or women, humans or divine, was delicious, yes, irresistible, naturally, but also definitely merciless! Once a victim was trapped, in their grasp, no one escaped…unless they chose to let them escape!

In nearly five thousand years they had long lost track of how many victims, even the divine ones, they had ‘fed’ on. They could count how many had escaped them on the fingers of one hand.

They had all been humans and eventually would be called ‘Hero’ by their societies.

Yet, the Blue Djinn terrified the Succubii Sisters!

“Forgive us, Oh Mighty Djinn!” Ashtoreth began when she saw the up to now patient Blue Djinn frown slightly. Bowing low and noticing his eyes following her breasts as she bent, the wily Succubus deliberately made her firm, full boobs tightly sway side to side before him. She remembered, from the last time they had faced him, how much he liked that! “We have sad tidings. Your… ‘wife’… has been found and… released…”

“What?!” he bellowed in a pillar shaking voice that blew their long, fine hair back behind them. “How? When? Are you certain?”

Ashtoreth, still bent over but now looking up over her forehead at the Djinn, nodded. Both of them saw the arm thick tube shift under his loose pants when he had roared. It had sent chills up both their smooth, perfectly straight spines.

“Yes, my Djinn! A… a… ’astronaut’, he is called, by the name of Nelson, Anthony of Nelson, found her bottle…”

xxxxx

Tony Nelson was in trouble. Big trouble! In the biggest trouble of his life, he swore.

The problem wasn’t technical, nor very life threatening… at least not yet! It was that he didn’t know how to get out of it, or even if he wanted to! His training gave him not the slightest clue as to what to do, nor did his life experience prepare him for the problem!

The trouble didn’t involve his flying… at least not directly. He wasn’t in his worse flying nightmare: An inverted spin, his aircraft upside down and dropping like a rock while rotating around an axis that went right through his cockpit.

Oh no, nothing as simple as that!

It had nothing, directly, to do with his life long dream of being an Astronaut. It had nothing to do with even the worse disasters NASA and the USAF had trained him to deal with: Like watching part of his heat shield, red hot and shredding, fly past his only port in his Mercury capsule as he reentered Earth’s atmosphere at 7,000+mph!

No, nothing as low key as that!

No, he was just laying flat on his back, in his own bed in his own bedroom in Florida, watching a mythological genie, who he still didn’t want to believe actually existed, and who looked like a sinfully well built sixteen year old, squat down wildly upon his ‘enhanced’ and furiously erect cock!

She was on her flat feet, planted alongside his naked hips, with her open hands planted on his mattress alongside his shoulders. Her wide, full hips, packed in back with meaty, bulging yet smoothly firm buttocks and equipped in front with a jutting mons veneris coated with a very nearly invisible patch of short and shiny yellow-blond fluff, repeatedly flew up and down over his cock, a cock over fifty percent longer and thicker than he remembered it two days ago when he ‘met’ this gorgeous, and terrifying, creature. Her pussy, seemingly stretched to its limit in swallowing his throbbing pole, was tighter in its cock grip upon him than any virgin he had ever enjoyed.

Tighter than any girl had the right to be!

Downright unfairly gripping and snug around his now wildly jerking meat!

Eyes transfixed upon the teenaged firm pair of perfectly conical tits tightly jerking forwards and backwards over his pleasure grimaced face, he intentionally recalled their first meeting.

Then he recalled the emergency reentry, the fifteen plus G’s the reentry put upon him, the violent thrashing of the capsule just before the ‘chutes opened, the impressive smack into the ocean that crippled his radio…

Mostly he remembered the unpleasant parts.

Deliberately he recalled the distressing events.

His concentration on the life threatening details were mainly to keep him from cuming too soon into that delightfully, and most competently, sucking pussy bouncing upon him!

His capsule, except for the radios, was made of stern stuff, he gratefully recalled. It didn’t sink, it didn’t break up, and it hadn’t burned up in the overly steep reentry. Furthermore, as if some Saint or God/Goddess of Astronauts was watching over him and trying to even the odds for the royal screw up in the ground computers that forced him to reenter two days too early, not to mention half a world away from where he was supposed to touch down, he came down just off the beach of a tiny island in the Northern Persian Gulf.

It was a tiny speck on anyone’s map. Worse for Tony, it was an insignificant speck. Some seventy miles from the nearest sizable real estate, he was told later, it looked lost in the middle of an endless sea to Tony when his capsule ground on the beach and he finally was able to blow the hatch and climb out.

Without so much as wetting his boots.

About time something went right for him!

It was a pretty little island, he had to admit, looking around: tall, wavy palm trees surrounded by a Club Med quality, couple hundred foot wide, bright white sand beach.

Trouble was, he could see the beach on the OTHER side of the island through those forty or so palm trees!

And, without his primary radios, now junk in his capsule, with his emergency beacon reaching no more than twenty miles or so, he was really…

Tony, my boy, you’re in deep Kim-chi!

Well, with trees there is always the possibility of wood for a nice smokey fire. He began to struggle up the beach in his suit and flight boots. Got nothing better to do right now…

Then his good luck ended.

He saw the damned bottle some thirty feet down the beach!

It was a good eighteen inches high, maybe closer to two feet, laying with its base about half buried in the sand. The circular base was a good foot wide, but it tapered almost at once to a neck a little wider than a wine bottle’s. It was capped with a tight, pointed plug. The outside glazed surface was decorated with ornate white swirls and geometric figures set upon a dark blue, almost black, baked on finish.

Pulling it out of the sand he noticed that it was light…clearly empty. Damn! At least there could have been some five hundred year old wine in there! Least make his final days a little more…pleasant!

Then he began brushing off the accumulated sand…

After a few sand clearing strokes, without sound or warning, the plug abruptly popped off and a pink, thick smoke began jetting out. Startled, he dropped the smoking bottle to the sand, but not before he detected the perfume-like odor of the smoke.

Damned sexy perfumed odor…

Tony, my boy, you have been on this island too long, already!

Staring at the swirling, but strangely not dissipating, smoke, Tony’s jaw suddenly dropped when he made out a figure forming in the hovering cloud! As the seconds went by, and the smoke disappeared, but didn’t dissipate, the figure became more and more concrete before his gawking eyes.

Then, with the last of the smoke being drawn INTO the figure, he could see it… er, her, clearly.

It was definitely a ‘her’!

Only a couple-three inches shorter than him, she stood still facing him, returning his enraptured stare.

Except, unlike the open mouthed dumbness on his face, she was beaming the most…beautiful smile he had ever seen! She was a blond: bright, fine haired, yellow-blond. Her hair was long, and the back part was tied into a long, bouncy ponytail that ran down her, most bare, back like in a 1950’s Drive-in movie character. Her face was young, bright, wonderful for a man, any man, to look at! Her blue eyes sparkled and Tony refused to think about what he wanted to do with those luscious wet red lips…

So he looked down.

And nearly swallowed his tongue!

She looked to be wearing what Tony thought looked closest to a ‘harem’ costume. Only there wasn’t much to the costume! Worse, the costume had a sizable amount of girl flesh to cover/support! B cup going on C cup, Tony automatically estimated from one expert glance. Her top was bright red in color and little more than that! He’d seen bikini tops that covered more of their owner’s charms! The front plunged down to a thin strip of cloth that held two diminutive cups together in front… barely. The triangular cups themselves hardly covered the middle part of her breasts, around where her nipples should be. The near top half of her breasts were exposed and, worse, a big part of the wondrously round, smooth, and firm bottom curve of her charms were uncovered, also. In fact, only the few square inches around her nipples were actually not openly displayed!

The sudden wrench in his balls from so much teenaged (she had to be high school age!) boob flesh so blatantly exposed drove his eyes lower. Her belly, with acres of smooth flat flesh marred by a single, deep and dark navel, caught the breath in his throat. From some two inches above the lower edge of her breast curve, down to an inch, at most, above her pubic mound, was nothing…

But pure, innocent, smooth, sleek, healthy, apple pie, high school cheerleader young lady tummy…

Oh Lordy!

Her bottoms at least covered the rest of her, he though, continuing down.

Mostly!

Her pants (panties?) stretched across her hips inches below the flare of her hip bones. The back part of her costume was swallowed up by her ass crack, the top couple of inches not even covered. That butt cleavage had to be an equivalent Grand Canyon deep since it was planted between a pair of bulging bubble butt cheeks that would put any exotic pole dancer to shame! In front her sex mound could be clearly outlined, jutting out through her minuscule, skin tight, thong-like bottoms.

But which were also a matching red to her top.

Her exposed legs, buns, and hips were covered by diaphanous silken leggings down to her ankles. They covered every bit of her flesh without obscuring a single bit of flesh!

When he raised his leering eyes up to her face again, he saw a new look on her still brightly smiling face.

Hunger!

“Master?” she asked in the sweetest voice of a girl well on the way to becoming a woman. It made his all too masculine blood boil.

“Huh, well…” he tried to reply through a hormone constricted throat, “You know, I don’t want to criticize, but you’re kinda young to go around dressed like that…”

“Not for my Master!” she squealed and leaped at him with youthful exuberance! Wrapping her arms around his neck, she planted a man-enslaving, sweet sixteen kiss right on him!

Instantly Tony was rooted in place. He could do nothing! She was oh so sweet! Warm, smooth, soft in the right places and aggressively, demandingly unyielding in the others, he just knew if he touched any part of her he’d be lost…either in jail or obsessed with someone who would eventually put in him jail!

Her delicious lips drew out his lusty emotions relentlessly. She pressed herself firmly against him, her jutting tits mashed flat against his chest as he felt his cock lurch, bulging even his space suit. Then he finally gave in. The ‘better’ part of him crushed under her incredible sexual assault, he wrapped his arms around her svelte, firm, smooth and most naked back.

She moaned into his mouth, proclaiming her first victory over him.

He ran his hands over her lower back, tasting her incredible hot and firm flesh with suddenly famished fingers. When his hands naturally slid lower, eventually finding the upper bulges of her ass cheeks and that deep, dark crack…

She broke the kiss, stepping back just enough to force his groping hands away from her butt crease. While Tony stood there, stoned from rampant runaway male lust and panting like a long distance runner, she reached down and pulled up the lower zipper of his suit! His nearly fully erect cock popped right out!

“Oh!” she cooed in utter teenybopper fascination, taking the liberty to grip his eight inch cock in her tiny, but surprisingly strong hand.

“Oh, Master!” she literally squealed, her bright, shining eyes fixed on Tony’s jutting pride firmly in the grip of her teenaged hand, “You are so beautiful!” She pulled open further the bottom of his suit zipper with her other hand and his balls fell right out.

“Master?” she asked as she cupped his low hanging baby makers in her other hand, still not even looking at his panting, sweating face. “Would you mind if we…fucked?” Then she looked up at his stupefied countenance and added in her sweetest fuck puppy voice, “Please?”

His cock nearly jumped out of her clutches as Tony’s lust befuddled mind mentally jerked back into some semblance of reality. Panting even harder as the sweet thing began milking his balls in a most wicked manner, he gasped down at the back of her again cock gawking head, “Huh, what did you say?”

His recovering mind managed to remark to himself, “This baby is not new at this!”

She looked back up with that big, male devastating smile while most effectively stroking his now jerking cock. Her voice definitely had a husky component to it now, she was as eager as he, “It’s been so long, Master!…and you’re so beautiful… especially your…’manhood’! Oh, please, Master, don’t deny me! I’ll do whatever you want…anything you desire of me…just take me!”

Looking down at that pleading, schoolgirl face, while that ‘little girl’ started up an incredibly effective jack-off of his furiously stiff prick, Tony just couldn’t resist her! Jail or not, he had never been so hot, so out of control hot, in his life! Never had he been ASKED by the ‘sweet young thing’ to fuck! He had always been the one to ask, no BEG, for their charms!

Even his fiancé, Sandy, had made him beg, for three dates in a row even after agreeing to marry him, before she ‘rewarded’ him!

And never had he felt so ready to fuck! He had never before felt so prepared, so set, so damned randy! This baby made him feel that it was the most natural thing in the world for him to pork her! Everything felt just so natural, so right, so…even romantic: A deserted island, plenty of empty beach, warm and sunny, and a babe straight out of an Arabian Nights wet dream begging him to pin her!

And most of his rational faculties were long buried in lusts that had free reign now through him. Lusts that he really didn’t have that much to do with creating. He hadn’t even wanted to get laid until that smoke came out of that damned bottle…

But that damn little part of his conscience not subsumed in lust just kept nagging: Just one last thing to straighten out, first, then fuck the sweet baby.

Jail bait!

Around here, Tony old boy, they cut off the heads, or other, even more important parts, for ‘carnal knowledge’ of the underaged!

The fact that she wasn’t even ‘real’, that she had come from a bottle, no longer had impact on his sex magic intoxicated mind.

Her real age… As he asked, he oh so desperately hoped she would say eighteen! “How old are you, by the way?” he tried to ask nonchalantly as he shuddered and squirmed under her enraptured jack-off.

Jerking her head up at his question, her ecstatically pleased expression, however, didn’t change. “Oh, by your calendar, Master, I’m around two thousand years old…”

Tony thought her pulling on his prick was affecting his hearing. “What?! How old?”

“Two thousand or so. And I’m no longer married, so I’m not breaking any taboos. But, I’m afraid, Master, I am no longer a virgin!”

“But… but… two thousand? How long ago were you married? Is your husband dead? How?”

“We can talk about it later, after you take me, Master! Now, PLEASE don’t tease me anymore! I need you so much! NOW!” Then she pulled on his drooling prick. Turning away from him, she pulled him across the beach to a shaded spot under the nearest palm tree.

As they walked he could only stare at her grinding, rotating bubble butt. Each bun flipping up and down independently of the other buttock, their smooth movements as she walked were mesmerizing. It looked like those buns were set upon ball bearings, the way she walked!

In the shade she released his cock and then simply grabbed the tops of her tiny pants and pulled them and her leggings straight down to her ankles! She bent over while pulling them down, thrusting the most beautiful ass in the world right back at Tony’s wide eyed face!

As he drooled over her magnificent tail thrust out at him, Tony suddenly, but momentarily, had a bout of guilt, for no apparent reason remembering his own young babe, Sandy, back in Florida.

He found himself asking, “What comments would she have right now?”

But all for naught, as Tony’s eyes nearly bugged out as the sweet thing stayed bent way over for a nerve rattling count, presenting her bulging buns to her ‘Master’!

And what a butt she presented! Two plump pillows, firm and round, jutted back at him. Her ass crack was DEEP. Even with her bent over, literally touching her toes, he couldn’t see her asshole, so far down that crack it lay. Under that crack he could see her pussy, a tight, intensely hot pink, shiny wet slit with short, but swollen, labia waiting to be parted.

At that moment, he had to admit, he had never seen female charms as…perfect as hers…ever!

Even the formerly virginal Sandy, he guiltily, hastily, and ruefully added.

As if deciding that she had given him enough enticement, she rose again, then turned to face him. He got a quick look at her bulging mound, barely making out the blond fleece that topped the very peak of her high rising pubis.

“Master?” she asked in that nut boiling voice of hers. She took his jumping prick in one hand, his low hanging balls in the other. “Would you mind terribly if I made a slight…alteration?”

“A what?” he mumbled, lost again in her smile, and her all too expert hand twisting cock milking. “Sure! Whatever you want…”

She nearly jumped for joy, releasing his genitals. Then she crossed her arms over those incredible tits, closed her eyes, and nodded briskly once.

“Boing!” Sharply echoed out in the still air, making Tony jump. Then he felt the most exquisite heat fill his privates.

Looking down with the quick passage of heat through him, he nearly fainted! His cock and balls had…enlarged! His cock had to be nearly twice as long and fat as the minute before! Likewise his nuts were swollen the size of softballs!

She picked them up, as if admiring her skill. “I so much like them a little…bigger, don’t you, Master? And now you can…cum so much more! I can hardly wait to taste you! But first, I just gotta feel you inside me! PLEASE Master, fuck me like your bitch!”

Then she was turning around and dropping to her knees, pulling him down with her by her no nonsense grip on his arm thick, fourteen inch long cock!

With both of them on their knees, she dropped to her hands, lowered her head and raised her broad, round ass up to him. “Please! Master! Now!” she nearly screamed.

Never look a gift…girl in the ass! Tony told himself, somewhat clumsily taking his enlarged prick in hand. He pressed his swollen glans into her slightly parted, soaking wet girl slit, and the velvety moist heat of the girl nearly made him spurt right then and there!

Both of them moaned in unison as he pushed his cock head into her gash.

Tony watched the ponytail swish back and forth across her back as its owner’s head tossed back and forth in opposite directions. Her hands were now fists, fists clutching sand frantically.

He began running his cock head up and down her sloppy slit, bulling apart her beginning to loosen labia. He listened smugly as she cried and whimpered, begging for more.

Just like Sandy had done not three weeks before when she accepted him for the first time!

“Oh, Master!” she screamed in a mixture of tension and frustration. “Don’t tease me! I’m begging you!” She shoved her full butt back at him, catching his glans on the entrance to her pussy opening. She continued to drive back. “It’s been sooo long! Oh, I’ve been waiting for you, my Master, for two thousand years! Please don’t make me wait any longer!”

Sudden heat flared behind his eyes! All thoughts of jail, of Sandy, of anything else but mounting this baby instantly vanished! Without thought, without guilt, he gripped her by those fabulous teen hips. Then he drove himself forward, single-mindedly obsessed with one thing, bringing her bubble butt against his hip bones!

The two thousand year old teenybopper howled like a banshee as his recently enlarged cock disappeared into her with a sloppy pop.

They had fucked for hours. He had never imagined that such delicious, ball draining sex could have went on for so long and been as good at the end as at the beginning. He had literally lost track of how many orgasms he had had, how many loads her wondrous belly had sucked out of him.

When they finally collapsed together under a palm tree, his flight watch told him that at least four hours had passed. Looking up into the bright blue sky, he thought that the sun hadn’t moved at all! Immediately looking back at his watch, he saw that four hours had mysteriously been given back!

Looking down at the beautiful creature laying naked in his arms, he saw her little smile of contentment broaden. Then she opened her eyes.

“Master, you wanted the time back, so I gave it to you.”

“What?! How? Why?”

She idly reached down alongside her hip and began fondling his limp prick. It immediately began erecting, again!

Once his meat jerked for the first time in her hand, she looked up impishly at him. “I am a genie, Master! Your genie!”

“Genie? What is a Genie?”

“I am Jeannie, Master! J-E-A-N-N-I-E, the G-E-N-I-E, Master! I was born in 64 BC, by your calendar, near the site of ancient Babylon, which was as old at my birth as I am now. When I reached the age of marriage, which was fifteen in my day, I was accosted by a Djinn. The evil Blue Djinn. He was…is the Master of Sex Magic. He wanted me for his wife. One of a thousand wives in his harem! I would not…could not submit to that disgusting old man! I could not spend the rest of my life shut up in a harem, only used to satisfy his sexual needs!

“I was one of the very few women who had ever refused him, so he punished me by making me into an immortal minor Djinn, called a Genie. We not only never die, but we cannot age.”

“You are a Genie? That’s fantastic!”

“Master, that is how we hide from mortals! Our stories are too fantastic for wise men to believe, so we can hide in what is not known! The Blue Djinn wanted to make sure that no other man could enjoy me, so he imprisoned me in that bottle until a brave man could rescue me. I have been waiting two thousand years, for you!” She snuggled up to him and his erecting cock jumped in her hand.

“Oh Jeannie!” Tony moaned, starting to pant. “I can’t keep you! I’m engaged…”

“I do not care! After all, she is not with you now!” She smiled up at him, beating him harder. “What kind of fiancé is it that doesn’t accompany her husband to be on his adventures?”

“She couldn’t… I’m an Astronaut! Do you know what an Astronaut does?”

Jeannie shook her head.

So Tony took twenty minutes and explained NASA as best he could. He quickly realized that she had no inkling of what outer space was or that the night sky represented a radically different place than, say, the Persian Gulf.

She had a quite First Century BC vision of the world, as opposed to a Twentieth Century view, as had Tony.

“You can do magic? How?”

Jeannie just shook his enlarged, and rock hard, prick.

“I do not know how it works, Master. It is a trait of Genies, that’s all. But it only works on what I know about.”

“Meaning you cannot blink me back into orbit.”

Jeannie nodded, which was terribly sexy move in its own right! “I do not know anything about ‘outer space’ or ‘space vehicles’, Master! I cannot move or change what I know nothing about! Tell me, Master, are Astronauts powerful men?”

“You mean in bed?” Tony grinned, jerking his throbbing cock in her slowly jacking hand.

“No, I know your power in bed, Master! I mean in your work, or position. Are you powerful?”

“I believe so. Very few people get the opportunity I get, to enter space.”

“That is good, Master!” She replied, a new expression on her face.

To Tony it looked like she was…thinking, scheming.

“But, right now, I’m not very powerful.” Tony added, looking around. “MY ground controllers do not know where I landed. No one probably picked my reentry, they were probably not looking in the right direction and I reentered too fast, anyway. I am afraid it will be weeks before anyone will think of looking for me here.”

Suddenly the Genie bent over and lapped the top of his cock head with her hot, velvety tongue. A large drop of cum accumulating in the slit at the tip disappeared into her maw. Studying his refilling slit, she asked, “Master, what say you to a deal?”

“Deal?”

She kissed the tip of his prick. “What say you to a deal where I will get us rescued, today, in exchange for a favor for me!”

“What kind of ‘favor’?”

“You let me suck you off!”

‘What?” Tony grinned at her remark, getting used to her outrageous requests. Where did this angel come from? His cock jumped and an even bigger lump of precum appeared crowning the tip of his fourteen inch long sex spear.

“Please? Oh, Please?” she whined, climbing between his legs to kneel between his hastily spread thighs.

Bending over down towards his throbbing prick, she continued her close to irritating whine, “It’s been so long! And you taste so good! I promise I’ll do it good! I’ll do it very good, and swallow every bit! Promise! Please, my Master?” She rattled on, dropping her head lower with each breathy sentence, until his cock head plugging her open mouth silenced her.

“Jeannie…” Tony hissed, feeling the divine heat of her mouth engulf his fist sized glans. Damn, but did that feel good! “Oh, baby, I can’t say no!”

Then she hesitated, pulling off his cock about an inch. He no longer felt the velvet of her lips and tongue, just the searing heat of her panting breath. “One other thing, Master.”

Panting wildly, reaching out to clutch her brilliant yellow hair, Tony nearly roared, “What? Anything! Just don’t stop!”

“Take me with you!” she quickly said.

“What? They’ll see you! How!”

Raising her head higher, she rattled off a torrent of explanation, “In my bottle! You can smuggle it with your personal things! No one will suspect, not a heroic space traveler saved from one of NASA’s own blunders! Yadda! Yadda! Yadda!…”

Finally, after another minute of Jeannie’s blathering and prick beating, Tony broke, agreeing as much to shut her babbling mouth as to fill it with his throbbing prick. Grabbing her fiercely by her ponytail, he honestly roared, “OK! Damn you! Anything! I’ll do anything you want but please, suck me! You have my permission to swallow all you can suck out of me! Service your Master!” Then he forced her smiling face back to his jumping cock.

Smoothly she engulfed him, gagging only once when his cock head popped through the opening into her throat. He didn’t stop pulling her down until she had swallowed a good ten inches of him. Then, releasing his furious grip, retaining only a light hold upon her ponytail, he let her service him.

Immediately her head began bobbing, up and down, faster and faster. She suckled him in eight inch long plunges. Soon the sound of her gagging, slurping, sucking, forced swallowing seemed to echo over the island as she dedicatedly, eagerly worked on him.

She was fantastic! Wide eyed, Tony watched the cocksucker bob, her widely stretched lips and grossly distended throat a vacuuming delight, demanding that his next load pack his monstrously swollen cock to the brim. With each bob the burn from deep inside him rose a little bit further until he felt it in the root of his cock. Then the burn was in his shaft.

Then it reached the tip of his meat.

By this time Tony was out of it, gripping the girlish genie by both her ears and using that handhold to haul the cock stuffed, cock sucking head up and down his wildly jerking meat in foot long strokes of absolute male pleasure.

Jeannie didn’t so much as even to try to slow his manhandling of her, better yet stop him. Making only the most obscene and hot slurping and gagging noises as he fucked her throat, she let him use her. She suckled and ate him like a wild thing, demanding his latest load.

And she would soon get it! A white haze covered his sight, blurring her brilliant yellow-blond scalp in his vision as it flew up and down over his congested loins under the guidance of his fierce aural grip. All he could think now, if a man could be found guilty of thinking at all under the divine oral service of such a wondrous feminine creature, was getting off as deep down Jeannie’s throat as his prick would permit him!

His already ragged panting was breaking up, a sure sign to the dedicated cum sucker kneeling between his wide spread thighs that his end was on hand, when Tony heard something…

Only a tiny part of his otherwise cum-preoccupied mind noticed it. But, for the briefest moment he swore the airborne sound resembled…helicopter blades cutting through the air!

Helicopter blades? Rescue? Blow job?

Was it coincidence? Did she really rescue him because of how good his cock tastes? Or was the sound just his ears buzzing from all the blood pulsing in his oversized cock?

All these great, weighty questions would have to go forever unanswered for the wondrous little bitch just then grabbed his balls in both her hands and dug her nails in!

“AAAAAHHHHH!” screamed the mortally wounded Astronaut as the semantic burn turned terminal with the first convulsion of his perineal muscles. He instinctively released Jeannie’s head, gripping the sandy ground instead.

The cock swallowing genie stayed down, nursing hungrily on his jerking meat, giving her victim a last few seconds of fiery velvet friction from her throat to force him over the edge.

Then she retched, nice and loud, and two long ropes of yellow-white wad spewed from her dilated nostrils. Even before her nasal cum jets calmed, a second wave, even more copious, gushed out from between her lips and the pulsating cock shaft. More and ever more wormy ball pudding erupted from under her lips as Tony, eyes closed in utmost male bliss, thumped his head back against the palm tree and helplessly, wondrously unloaded down the eager cocksucker’s throat.

Now, in his bed at home, Tony was feeling much the same as he had two days prior, approaching the point of spewing his wad down Jeannie’s swallowing throat. Only now it was her stuffed, prick riding pussy begging for his load.

Arched over him on all fours, she seemed tireless in her rapid deep squatting, bouncing up and down relentlessly on his rigidly upright, dripping wet prick in foot long, flowing pussy juice assisted strokes. She hadn’t so much as broken out in a sweat, yet she was expending energy at a rate that would have crashed Olympic gymnasts!

He couldn’t explain it, recalling the past two days in a lightning quick montage, but no more than fifteen minutes after he first heard helicopter blades and then began erupting into Jeannie’s head, she had thoroughly sucked him dry and literally licked him clean. By then a Saudi helicopter was hovering just over the edge of the beach, over his beached capsule.

He had just rose to tuck his limp and saliva wet cock back into his suit when he saw the last of the pink smoke sink into the Jennie’s bottle, mysteriously but conveniently placed next to him.

Running out onto the beach, he directed the chopper to land near his capsule. Then he grabbed the bottle and made for the capsule.

Just as Jeannie had promised, putting her bottle into the small crew bag he carried for tools, cameras and other personal items, allowed him to take her with him.

The crew had no explanation as to why they were sent there other than they had received a radioed message by ‘some woman’ to go to this location for a rescue.

To add to the mystery no one, most surprisingly not even the NASA personnel at the Cape, bothered to even open his duffel over the next two days!

Good thing he wasn’t on a Moon shot!

That was downright unusual for NASA!

Maybe they didn’t want the extent of their screw-up to get out, so they hurried him through debriefing so he could get back to looking like a normal Air Force fly boy. Avoid attracting the attention of the News.

But, then again, maybe it was Jeannie’s magic…

If genies existed at all!

He almost laughed aloud under the luscious genie riding enthusiastically his impressively and, apparently, magically enlarged cock when he recalled how he had told himself, not hours before, that the entrancing vision of Jeannie he continued to recall from back on the island, on her knees in the brilliant white sand, grunting and snorting as she lapped up the leftovers of the huge tacky load of wad he had just deposited all over her beautiful young face, was a hallucination caused by his hard landing!

Incredibly, just two days after her blow job and his rescue, he was back in his bachelor home. Then, when he dropped his pants in his bedroom to change, all thoughts of blaming hallucination vanished at what popped out of his shorts!

It would have looked more appropriate jutting out from between the hind legs of a horse!

He looked at his duffel bag, knowing that bottle was still inside, unopened. But his enlarged cock proved that someone… something… was inside that bottle, still!

Or he was seriously insane!

But then he saw the phone sitting alongside his bed, and a vision of sanity came rushing back to him.

Sandy!

If anyone could help him get a grip on things, it would be her! She was so level headed, together, real!

Immediately he picked up the phone and dialed his fiancé.

He tried to ignore the now drooling pole jutting out before him as the phone to Sandy’s dorm room rang. His cock was getting harder and hotter with every moment! But why?

He really didn’t feel very horny right then!

Sandy was an almost nineteen year old Freshman at the nearby Catholic all girls Academy of Perpetual and Most Holy Virginity. She was a true scholar-athlete, blessed with a quick and open mind packed in a soccer star’s heavenly body. They had been dating nearly the entire school year, and become engaged three months ago.

As the phone rang Tony noticed his balls beginning to heat up, his cock bobbing before him, and the first emotions fill him that he associated with building lust.

“That was more like it,” he thought, “thinking of Sandy makes you hot, not that…thing in the bottle!” Tony couldn’t help but smirk as he recalled how willingly she submitted her virginity to him the weekend after they announced their engagement! In the nearly six months of dating before the engagement he had barely gotten to first base. (A most impressive ‘first base’, nonetheless, he recalled. Almost as big and just as firm as Jeannie’s.)

He shook his head, immediately driving Jeannie’s ball heating vision on the beach from his mind’s eye.

But the very next weekend it was Sandy that literally dragged Tony to her dorm room to ‘break her in’!

What a stud, he strutted standing still in his shorts. Life was good!

He continued to smile smugly as he recalled her reaction after he had fully impaled her deliciously snug puss with his eight inches of cock…

Now he has close to twice that!

Tony’s eyes widened with the resulting question within his mind, “How was she going to react when she sees his cock now!”

“How am I going to explain it?” he silently added.

Then she answered, “Hello?”

“Huh, ahem!” he stammered a moment, sounding like someone making an obscene phone call. “Sandy, its Tony!”

Her voice lit up at once, “Oh, Tony, darling! How are you? You hurt? They wouldn’t tell me anything for three days now! What happened? Oh, I’ve missed you so!”

“It’s okay, Baby. Just a little…problem with the navigation computers,” he lied. “But I’m fine, just a little…tired…I’ll tell you all about it…” then the vision of the cocksucking genie popped once again into his head. Shaking his head removed the offending memory.

But why now?! Why when talking with Sandy?

Then he was back to the phone, “… someday! It was quite an… adventure!” He grimaced, momentarily visualizing his first attempt at explaining to Sandy, who had never so much as tasted his (or anyone’s) cock, the circumstances revolving around experiencing a gorgeous mythical Genie nursing you off under a hovering helicopter! He quickly decided to find a different explanation for his new dimensions.

“I want you, Tony!” Sandy came back, using this time that low, soft, oh so silky voice she had just acquired to use whenever she wanted him to try something with her new… new SEXUALLY!

His balls began to burn.

“Can I come over tonight? I’ve just got finished with practice and I’ve haven’t showered or changed. Still have on my practice shorts and t-shirt. Just my shorts and shirt!”

She let Tony shower with her once, a week after they first screwed. From his reaction with a soaking wet, lusciously naked teenager under his hands, she knew what effect offering another shower would have on him! He also ignored her little lie about not having changed. He knew better that she would have practiced without an athletic bra, not with the near C-cup baby feeders she packed!

But she was having the desired effect upon him! His stiff prong jumped in eagerness!

She was also learning how to be merciless! “You can do what you want to me…Anything…”

That low, slow, silken almost whisper was maddening!

Tony gnawed on his lip, imagining Sandy on her knees in the sand choking on him!

This time he didn’t shake her vision out of his head.

But then he saw a small, most feminine hand with long, crimson nails appear from around his left hip. Smoothly and directly, the hand gripped the base of his throbbing cock! Tried to, that is, for it could hardly reach half way around his forearm thick shaft!

Staring, open mouthed, he saw the top of a head follow the cock grasping hand. The head had yellow-blond hair… tied in a long ponytail!

He quickly looked over his left shoulder in the direction of his duffel bag. It was open, contents spilt all about the chair he had placed it on! The scattered contents included Jeannie’s bottle, on the carpeted floor, on its side, the cork off!

Grimly turning back forward and looking down, he saw Jeannie looking up at him from her knees, her beautiful teen face beaming up at him from just below his drooling cock head. Not saying a word, she just sent her cock gripping hand stroking up his shaft…once, and a tacky strand of precum slid greasily out his slit to hang a good half foot down from the tip of his glans.

The thick, coiled rope of baby stuff almost touched her nose.

As he speechlessly gawked down, Jeannie’s other hand pulled open the fly in his shorts and his two softball sized nuts fell out. She breathed scalding hot air on them as they hung halfway down to his knees.

Now his balls really burned!

“Who is that?” Jeannie asked impishly, sticking out her tongue to snag the end of the cum rope. “Anybody I know?” she added, sucking the worm right out of his cock and into her mouth like it was a strand of pasta.

Tony closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, desperately fighting the moan rising in his constricted throat. All he could do was shake his head.

“Something wrong, Baby?” Sandy came through the phone.

With Sandy’s voice, Tony managed to regain some semblance of control and speech. “No…” he gasped through a dry throat. “I…just can’t baby! Too many…people around tonight!” He looked at the smirking genie as she opened her wet, pink mouth wide and, not without some difficulty, bent his roaring cock down towards it. “Too many…news people around! And, to tell the truth, I’m not in the best shape to see you…tonight!” he ended with a quite loud and sincere gasp.

“Are you all right? My roomy is a Nursing student, I can bring her over…”

“Oh, Baby!” Tony gasped as Jeannie lapped another growing strand of precum off his pulsing glans. The velvety heat of her wicked tongue nearly set him off! “I just need…some sleep and an… aspirin! S… S… Suck… banged my head on the beach… landing! Uh… How about tomorrow? At your place? No… body around there to… see us, right?” He desperately reached down and caught Jeannie on the forehead, right before she swallowed his cock head.

God, he was so hot!

Jeannie effortlessly slapped his restricting hand away. Then she moved forward.

“Just Sister Mary Constance!” Sandy giggled happily. “But I’ll skip her class in the morning! Meet me around 8:30 outside the Gym, okay?”

“I can hardly wait!” Tony gasped, watching wide eyed as Jeannie engulfed his cock head into her oral furnace. “Oh, I love you, Baby!” he nearly yelled. Turning his head away from the handset, he extended the phone as far from his mouth as his arm permitted so she couldn’t hear the irresistible moan of bliss that genie-mouth forced upon him.

From arm’s length he heard Sandy reply, “I love you too, you stud! I’ll see you tomorrow. Gotta go! Love, bye!” It was the first time she had ever called him a ‘stud’!

Then the cock head gnawing genie yanked the handset from his hand and dropped it into its cradle.

She didn’t miss a single mind destroying draw upon his jumping prick while she hung up on Sandy.

Then she pulled off his purple, swollen glans with a syrupy pop.

“Oh, Master, you taste good! I’ve missed eating you!” She hefted his tight balls. “Oh, lucky me I came along just now. Your balls are about to burst! You’d never make it to tomorrow morning, to destroy your precious, virginal Sandy with this monster I’ve given you, without busting a nut yourself! So, since you are in this predicament because of me, it’s up to me to relieve you of this…pressure!”

She popped him back into her maw and began noisily slurping on him.

Tony moaned pitifully and loud, his legs at first stiffening, but quickly then giving out. Legs going limp, he fell upon his back on his bed to helplessly and, admittedly, blissfully writhe under Jeannie’s eager and thorough blow job.

“You had better give me a nice big load, Master!” Jeannie added a moment later while diverting her oral administrations by a short soaking by tongue of his swollen eggs. “It’s been two whole days since I last serviced you! I am famished! Then I want you to fuck me again!” She admired his towering prick a moment, her hand flying up and down his saliva soaked, wildly jerking shaft in a blur. “You are just the right size!”

She dove back to her feeding on him.

Tony couldn’t believe how good that mouth felt! Even if he wanted to, he couldn’t even try to stop her, her cock sucking was that good! He could only look down at her with a stupid grin of pure male pleasure on his face, and fuck his magnificent dork into her plunging head while she milked his stuffed balls to mush.

Just two minutes later, when she had him on the raged edge of life threatening orgasm, she popped off him again. Maintaining the sexual tension by jacking his jerking pole, she looked him right in the eye. “You are my Master! And I do not share Masters with anyone, especially virginal schoolgirl bimbos! Never have…never will! Your Sandy must go!”

Then her precum and saliva soaked jacking hand turned into a blur over his shaft, making the Astronaut’s eyes widened and his head to arch back in wicked pleasure. “Either you get rid of her, or I WILL!” she added and, as Tony began to scream his first orgasm of the night (but certain not his last!), the genie engulfed his cockhead once again and began swallowing testicle pudding as quickly as she could.

xxxxx

“This cannot be!” roared the Blue Djinn. “She cannot be allowed to run loose!”

The two Succubii Sisters stepped back in the face of his tirade, their fearful eyes fixed on the huge tube arching under his silk pants.

“But M’Lord,” Ashtoreth finally spoke, bowing while doing so, “How can one woman cause you such anguish? You have many wives! What is so important…”

“She tasks me!” the Blue Djinn replied, with only slightly less volume. “She tasks me with her rejection of my…affections!” Then, with surprising agility, he jumped up to his feet and yanked down his pants.

Both Succubii hissed as one as a two foot tube of iron bar hard meat sprung up.

“She resisted me!” he said, smiling as he saw both Sister’s stare longingly at his divine organ. “Do you see now why I must have her back? Why I must subjugate her to my power?”

“OOOOHHH! Yes!” Astarte, one step behind Ashtoreth, moaned.

Ashtoreth, also gawking, winced with her sister’s hungry cry, and looked back at Astarte with a disapproving air. Succubii, above all other creatures, even humans, were unable to resist his ‘power’. It was the price they paid for being ‘sexual demons’. The Blue Djinn was the top ‘sexual demon’, able to dominate them if they got too close to him without his pants!

They were entirely too close to him, now!

That was why they always got an agreement from him before they obeyed any summons that he would not ‘force’ them to accept any contracts he offered. Their acceptance of any job offer would be of their own free will.

In other words, his prick stays in his pants until an agreement is negotiated!

Ashtoreth’s lust, and anger, built rapidly at his betrayal of their solemn agreement. But when he pulled open those pants further and slipped out his scrotum, housing two testicles each the size of a cantaloupe, even Ashtoreth’s will nearly crumbled.

“Fuck me, M’Lord!” she heard her Sister beg, and she could do nothing. Ashtoreth could only gnaw on her lower lip and stare as his low hanging scrotum swung between his spread thighs.

Desperately she fought down the urge to beg the same way her ‘easier’ Sister had done. Then, with a deep breath, she raised her eyes back to his.

“You are degrading yourself, My Lord!” she replied in as firm a voice as her aroused and quivering body could manage. She knew he could see her nearly inch long nipples, along with her sister’s, and her inner thighs were glistening with her dripping pussy juice.

Damn the Blue Djinn! He very well knows that he is the only Sexual Master more powerful than the Succubii! The only that can force them into submission!

But he didn’t have them here just for a cheap blowjob! She could see, far behind him, the hundreds, thousands of women who agreed to be his wives in exchange for an immortal life of luxury and sexual bliss. Some of them could possibly give more satisfying oral sex that even the Succubii Sisters!

It was simply not worthwhile to force them to work for him! There had to be a bigger reason!

“You gave us your word, My Lord!” Ashtoreth gasped, in full pant, belly quivering, filled with the wild, desperate HUNGER for penetration that just exposing his power filled genitals planted into Succubii bellies. “You are… dishonoring…yourself…Moan!…Please!” She moaned again, licking her lips, eyes once again fixed on the drooling monster just a few feet before her entranced eyes.

He chuckled. “Of course I am NOT!” he replied, tucking his balls and cock back into his pants.

Even though Ashtoreth could still clearly make out the jutting pole, with the silk between her eyes and his cock, the awful, delicious, undeniable sex magic stopped flowing into her. Her breathing slowly calmed and her mind came back to her.

He sat back down. “Of course, I would not betray my oath to you! But I felt I needed to remind you of what you were facing IF you did not carry out my charge to you!”

Ashtoreth certainly knew that the mission he had in mind must certainly be difficult and…unpleasant, to threaten them with rape if they did not accept it!

“And that charge is?” Astarte this time replied.

He looked at his left hand tracing a pattern on the cushion, staring silently for half a minute before looking up. “This Genie, this Jeannie, has something of mine! It is very precious to me! But, if I cannot have it, no one else can! You see, this Jeannie is…well…ambitious! Two thousand years ago, when we met, she had come to me, not the other way around!

“While that is rare, for I usually collect my women, it was not unheard of, so I let it pass. She was young, and very beautiful. And she was great in bed!” Blue Djinn smirked, just like billions of other males had done since time immemorial, recalling their youthful exploits in bed.

Ashtoreth frowned and rolled her eyes.

“Then I obtained irrefutable proof that she was trying to destroy me and take my powers! As I said, she is dangerously ambitious! But, even this was not unheard of in my five thousand years. A few, very few, have tried to challenge me in sexual combat and thereby take my powers for their own use. But I have always defeated their schemes and justly, and most pleasantly, broken them for their sins!”

Ashtoreth felt a shock of lust surge through her when Blue Djinn’s pants’ filling tube flexed mightily.

“But Jeannie was not one of those others?” Astarte deduced. Then she gasped in true shock. “She succeeded?!”

With a great frown, Blue Djinn nodded. It was an impressive display of self restraint. Having to admit what he was about to did not make him happy, in the least! “There is an ancient artifact, older than me, older than Gilgamesh even. I have been told by those who should know and who speak the truth to me that it is made from primordial matter, the matter of the very beginning of the Universe itself…”

“What today’s humans call the ‘Big Bang’,” Ashtoreth interrupted.

Blue Djinn just nodded. “Far beyond even my knowledge. It is believed to be immune from any and all magic, being so old and ‘basic’. I have been told that its oldest nome is the ‘Talisman of Binding’, though it has had many other titles since Gilgamesh first came across it.”

“Are you saying, My Lord, that the ‘Talisman’ does exist?” Ashtoreth replied. “I have always been told it was a myth.”

“Because I have kept it…” Blue Djinn answered. “That is, until Jeannie stole it!”

“Is it true what they say about its power?”

Blue Djinn just nodded. “Everything, and then some. It is the source of all sexual magic. I cannot leave my realms without it for, without it, I am only all powerful in my home lands…here. You Succubii think you have made enemies with your sexual jaunts among the Gods and Goddesses? I have Giants from the earliest times of Man who still hold vendettas against me for when I helped Gilgamesh drive them out of Mankind’s lands! Five thousand years and still they scheme against me!

“But what is worse would be if Jeannie were able to use the Talisman! That is why I imprisoned her in the bottle. The Talisman, when activated by exposing it, creates a sexual madness in everyone exposed to it within forty or so meters. It affects all, mortal and immortal, you, me, all. The madness forces everyone to immediately engage in sexual combat until one person is literally fucked into forced orgasm.

Then that person becomes a sexual slave to his or her conqueror as long as another, not yet bound, doesn’t enter the area. If that happens, or the Talisman is covered for some large fraction of an hour, no one knows exactly how long, then all the orgasmic binding ceases, and all return to their normal selves until the next activation. Only the pouch the Talisman is held in, and solid iron, can stop its effects.

“But even in its pouch, it sends out continuous sexual stimulation. It makes humans or immortals horny, constantly and to a greater degree the closer you are to the Talisman. Such horniness could bring madness, I am afraid.”

“Jeannie could be insane, you suggest?” Ashtoreth said.

Nodding again, he went on. “Yes, perhaps sexually insane. But the Talisman gives her the appearance of having sexual powers because it affects all near her. It turns on all near it who are not aware of the Talisman’s effects. You must always remember that, where you are going!”

“Where are we going?” Ashtoreth replied with sudden dread.

“You must go to the Human world, Florida to be exact, and sexually defeat and capture Jeannie and return her and the Talisman to me!”

“And if she uses the Talisman on us?” Ashtoreth asked.

“And defeats us in sexual combat?” Astarte added.

“Then I will have to get new champions to follow you!” he smiled grimly. “For Jeannie will have two new fuck toys to use in her conquest of the Immortal Lands! But, I choose you two for your ability in the sexual arena. The two of you, with your sexual weapons, should be able to fuck a single, teen Genie!”

Ashtoreth pondered such a future a moment. Sexually enslaved to a half mad Genie for all eternity…There were some worse fates…

“What say you?”

“What’s in it for us if…when we succeed?”

Blue Djinn smiled. “I’ll give Jeannie to you! As a Genie! You may use her as you wish! I assure you that she is very talented and you could make her oh so enthusiastic! As a matter of fact, you could use Jeannie to placate that Greek Goddess, what was her name? You know, the one that almost managed to get you two gang raped by those Amazons just because you most generously permitted her husband to practice anal intercourse on you two behind Mt. Olympus! For two hundred years! Where is justice today!

Oh, her name was Justice, wasn’t it! Well, I have it in honest suggestion from the highest places that this Goddess would love a Genie just like Jeannie to keep her warm at night, and that she would just forget about all that butt fucking if you could provide her with one! What say you now?”

Before Ashtoreth could reply, her sister did, “Agreed!”

Ashtoreth turned to Astarte, but fell silent when she heard her hiss.

Turning back, she echoed her sister’s hiss when she saw Blue Djinn’s pants down to his ankles and his cock towering up overhead.

“I just thought I owed you a little…perk, for coming out here on such short notice!” Blue Djinn smirked, flexing his magnificent organ before his mesmerized Succubii. “Please, help yourself before you go!”

Ashtoreth hated him for betraying her weakness. Hated herself for quivering in undeniable lust before his arrogant display. But she also realized that this would be just what being exposed to the Talisman would be like. Lust, overwhelming, mind dominating craving for orgasm.

As she stepped forward, literally drooling from her mouth and pussy, her last rational thought was that she should be thanking Blue Djinn for this education!

Blue Djinn just chuckled as the two delicious Succubii Sisters climbed upon his lap, hands clutching his towering cock and swollen, heavy, cum filled nuts. Each took a long moment to kiss him, long and passionately, thrusting their foot long tongues into his mouth, purring and licking into his ears when they were not tonguing his throat. Their cock clutching hands pumped and milked his jerking, drooling pole in a blur as they kissed him. Soon they had long worms of his precum swinging and hanging from their knuckles.

Then, the kissing done, they both dove down to clean him. With, again, their tongues.

He filled his hands with their full, round ass cheeks, then, closing his eyes, he lay his head back and, with a blissful smile on his face, prepared to enjoy the Sister’s ‘voluntary’ oral pleasures.

xxxxx

Tony woke just after first light. Immediately he looked over his shoulder, at where he expected Jeannie to be sleeping next to him. 
She wasn’t there.

With a sigh of relief he got out of bed, standing alongside it for a long moment as he watched his limp, but still huge cock swing gently between his legs.

She hadn’t left.

His cock hung half way to his knees!

He looked at the chair where her bottle had been last night. It was still there, but now had its pointed cap in place.

Last night! She had rode him like a jockey for over an hour!

Without breaking a sweat!

She rode him furiously, joyously, inspiredly, torturing him with the greatest sexual pleasure he had ever experienced. No, imagined! He knew, at a gut level he knew, that sweet, (almost) virginal Sandy could not possibly fuck as well as Jeannie could, on a bad day!

Tony shook his head angrily. Damn it, you love Sandy! Sex isn’t everything! Well, its important, all right! But not everything!

But after that solid hour of riding him, that Genie had finished him off with awesome finality and ease…whether he wanted to or not!

The still hard riding Genie glared down on the really pussy-whipped Tony in triumph. From the wild throbbing of his monstrously swollen cock completely swallowed up in her plunging belly, she knew he was ready to explode at a moment’s notice.

And it was time.

Tony was holding her by her jutting tits, clutching them hungrily as her pussy juice soaked butt and loins smacked loudly on his hips as she bounced up and down over his bravely unbending spear. His balls were drenched in her juices, his cock filled with his cum.

He was ready to unload!

She leaned down, burying her face, as her hips continued to fly up and down over him, into his neck. She began licking his neck, then biting, taking little nips with her sharp fang-like canines, as she slowly worked up to his ear. His gasps, and then drawn out moans, just confirmed her effectiveness at possessing his soul.

She felt the thumb and forefinger of each tit gripping hand seize her vividly pink, pebble hard nipples.

“Do you like me, Master?” she whispered hotly into his ear between tongue plunges. “Do you like what I am doing? Am I doing it well? Would you like to do this every night? Maybe, Master, tomorrow you can get atop me? With your wonderful, huge, delicious cock way, way up inside me, Master, you can drive me into bliss, make me put my legs up way, way over my head so you can get in real deep into my womb! You would like that, Master? You would like to FUCK me hard and deep tomorrow? Please?”

Tony moaned loudly.

He was so ready!

“But, Master, how can I let you really FUCK me deep, like you want and deserve, if I must share you with some cold fish schoolgirl? What good is she? She hasn’t even kissed your huge, magnificent, delicious cock yet! I love swallowing your cock! I am for you, Master! Not some schoolgirl!”

She didn’t miss a single foot long plunge during the entire hotly whispered speech.

“No, Jeannie…Moan!…I love…”

“Me!” the Genie interrupted, grinding her womb down on his cockhead, plunging her tongue into his ear. “And I have another way of showing you my love! Dump that little bitch tomorrow, Master, and I’ll show you how much I love you! Its all yours, Master, just tell the girl to find some pimply boy to date her! I have another hole, Master! I’ve seen you stare at me there! I love you so much, Master, I’ll gladly submit to your use of it, even your huge, powerful new prick!”

Tony moaned again, this time of pure lust as his cock began its pre-orgasmic throbbing.

Jeannie almost couldn’t stop the triumphant chuckle as she gave him a feel of her fangs against his neck. Then she went back to his wet ear. “Have you ever seen an ass as attractive as mine? You called it a ‘bubble butt’, haven’t you, Master? Its yours, to do as you wish! Have you ever wanted to FUCK a woman’s ass, Master? My ass, Master? My never used, tight hole buried in my hungry bubble butt? Get rid of that schoolgirl, whose flat ass you’ll never touch anyway, and I’ll give you all of me!”

Tony was humping up into her again pounding hips, smashing his cock head into her womb.

“Put me on my face, a pillow under my hips so my big, round butt is offered up to you! Or, Master, order me on my back, put my ankles upon your shoulders so my wide spread legs will be up and out of your way! Demand that I spread my virgin cheeks to give you access to my other hole! I’ll obey gladly for my Master. Use me as you wish, whenever you wish! Just get the schoolgirl out of our way!”

Tony then clamped down on her nipples, sending fiendish shocks up Jeannie’s spine. As the Genie squealed in shocked pleasure, her pussy reciprocated.

Tony gasped when her already snug and sucking puss abruptly clamped down on his jumping prick, throttling it!

Oh, dear Lord! Tony wailed inside his fevered mind. She has a snapping pussy, too!

Jeannie smiled at his reaction, kissing his cheeks, nose, everywhere but his open, panting mouth as he squirmed under her. “You like that, my Master?” she coyly chuckled while clamping down on his meat once again.

Tony’s cry and jerk of his hips betrayed him.

“Then get rid of the girl…” she whispered hotly into his ear and began milking his entire cunt swallowed cock with her pussy.

“Oh, Jeannie…” he cried, turning his face to hers.

She brushed her lips across his, continuing the milking a few seconds longer. When she felt the first massive jerk of his cock, she descended to mercifully finish off her utterly defeated victim, “Now show me your love, Master! Show me how hard you can shoot your love into me! Now!”

She crushed him with her kiss. A perfect kiss, capturing his lips, plunging her powerful and delicious tongue into his mouth and to his throat. Her pussy pitilessly milked him.

His cock jerked a second time, but with the third a massive bolt of cum followed, furiously spewing directly into her womb, flooding it in one spurt, a magnificent final act of male defiance to overwhelming feminine sexual triumph.

Jeannie grunted with that first jet. Then a second followed it, flooding her tubes and spilling into her abdomen. Then there was another, and yet another hard spurting shot.

Jeannie’s belly began to swell from all the semen flooding her.

Neither one cared, at that moment.

As quietly as possible, Tony slipped naked into the bathroom and started up the shower. Through all this is dick gave no indications of any tendency to erect.

Then, about a minute later, as he checked the temperature of the water, his cock lurched, then began erecting!

Desperately he concentrated, on garbage, touch and go landings, anything that was unsexy! But his damned cock kept swelling!

“It does not want you to go to that silly schoolgirl, Master!” came from behind him in that now familiar, consummately sexy voice.

Tony turned, his cock not quite half erect yet. It nearly brushed Jeannie’s smoothly flat, perfect belly.

She was naked, fresh, beautiful! One look at those tits, those hips, that face, and his cock jerked wildly and began reaching for the ceiling.

Glancing down at his rising past horizontal cock, the Genie smiled and, without permission, clutched his prick in both her hands. Milking double-handed on him sent an immediate gush of precum, a long, thick, tacky rope of yellow-white manchowder, down her belly.

Shuddering in the wicked waves of lust sweeping through him now, Tony looked suspiciously at the Genie handling him. “What are you up to, Jeannie?” he panted, drooling all over her jacking hands. Then his voice turned firm, “No matter what you try, I’m going to meet Sandy!”

Her lower lip quivered and Tony felt a wicked pang of guilt. If she was faking, it was worthy of an Academy Award. “Afterwards, will you come back…to me?”

He responded before he could think. “Yes, I will.” Then he thought, “Of course! It’s my home!”

Her enthusiastic smile returned. “Then, Master, before you go to visit…Sandy, may I ask you a favor?”

Again worried about a trap, Tony tried to smile back. “Ah, sure! Uh, what is it?”

Her smile broadened and she released his now furiously erect meat. Then she wrapped her arms around his neck. “Kiss me, Master!”

Tony, thoughtlessly, quickly reached around Jeannie’s back, running his hands up and down her taut, smooth flesh.

Then she leaped up at him, wrapping her long, powerful legs around his waist, and, with a loud cry of, “I love you, Master!”, passionately kissed him!

Tony’s resistance was immediately stifled by that sweet sixteen kiss, and he quickly lost himself in her lush, enveloping flesh so he didn’t realize, until it was too late, that her ass was hovering just above his nearly vertical cock head.

That is until, in the middle of the kiss, he felt her other set of lips wrap around his cock head! Divine heat, moist and velvety, obstinately enclosed his glans, then began gobbling up his feet long cock shaft as she skillfully lowered herself upon him. The deliciously torrid, sodden pleasure built rapidly and resolutely, and soon any resistance by him was smothered by the lust from her cock swallowing pussy.

When the kiss finally broke, it was Jeannie who separated their oral lips. Tony was stunned, eyes closed, swaying as she squirmed half impaled on his motionless meat.

But not for long. With a triumphant grin, she relaxed her grip on his waist by her strong legs and, rotating her wide hips around his upright spear, satisfyingly corkscrewed her Tony-pierced hips down around him until her cervix rested atop his glans. Then she just let all her weight go and ground down her womb upon his cock head.

The heat, snugness, suction of that twat! Tony almost instantly was swept with lusts that demanded he finish what Jeannie had just started. He didn’t want to…he had to! There was nothing he could do to stop her or stop himself!

With her cooing delightfully into his face, he reached under her thighs and filled his hands with her magnificent buns. Gripping them fiercely, he had her sitting in his hands, her knees draped across his arms. Then he lifted her girl guts off his cock head.

Nearly eye to eye, the Genie smiled at him in sweet love. “I love you, Master! Use me! It is what I am for, Master! But for only you, Master! Whatever you want! But just for you! I want to be the only love for you, Master! We can do this every morning! I’ll kneel before you, under the breakfast table, between your spread legs, and suck my breakfast from you, every day, Master! Only you, Master!” On and on she babbled.

Confused and bewildered, and overwhelmingly aroused, Tony could only think of one solution. With a not very loving demeanor, he growled, “Shut up and fuck, Jeannie!” Then he raised and lowered her upon his upright spear, watching her tits bounce and listening to her sweet squeals when her cervix smashed upon his cock head.

When she pressed her lips to his, he kissed her back fiercely and then walked right out of the bathroom, leaving the shower running, holding the Genie by her butt, fucking the squealing fuck puppy powerfully as he quickly and directly made for his…their bed.

Tony pulled up to the back of the Academy’s gym just in time. It had been a hectic morning, and it was only 8:30! First, he had satisfied Jeannie’s need for penetration, if that was what it truly was and not some scheme of hers to stop him seeing Sandy. To top it off he finished her off with a truly monstrous load into her belly, actually making Jeannie’s usually flat belly bulge alarmingly by the end of his orgasm. He then managed a quick shower and, by breaking most of the laws of Florida pertaining to highway safety, managed to get there just in time.

Best of all, he had left Jeannie sprawled across his bed, panting with a blissful smile on her face, thoroughly fucked.

He had to admit that he impressive himself with his performance.

As he pulled up he was also thinking that if Jeannie thought she could empty him and, by that method, make him loose interest in Sandy, she was sorely mistaken!

He would prove to that…sex monster that there was allot more to love than sex.

Allot more!

Anyway, he could feel that old burning in his enlarged balls as he pulled up to the gym. Just an hour after putting Jeannie ‘to bed’, and he was ready for Sandy! That Genie really screwed up when she gave him his new set of testicles!

No sooner did he stop at the curb than Sandy burst out the back door of the Gym and, on her well formed and powerful soccer scholarship quality legs, sprint madly, but effortlessly, to him. One look at her flying legs sent a thrill through him that confirmed his theory that Jeannie hadn’t fucked him dry!

In fact, suddenly Jeannie was completely out of his mind!

Sandy was just a few inches shorter than Tony, with shoulder length, light brown hair cut in a pageboy style. Her oval face was centered on a pug nose that separated her bright green eyes from thin lips that usually had no lipstick. She didn’t use makeup often.

She wore her Academy uniform: white short sleeve blouse with pleated, medium blue skirt. But, to the universal disapproval of the nuns there, she had taken to wearing her skirt in the modern fashion, which was much shorter than the nuns had ever anticipated. As she ran she exposed not only most of her well formed and smooth thighs but flashes of her white cotton, bikini cut panties, too!

As she got closer he could make out her not insubstantial bosom flipping stiffly under her blouse, indicating she was wearing one of those knit bras that were the closest thing to going braless permitted at the Academy.

Tony’s balls tightened at the sight. Not only was she an exceptionally beautiful runner, but he had deduced some time ago that she only wore that bra for him and when she wanted him to notice her…physical charms!

She skidded to a stop alongside his door. “Hi!” she gasped from her running, then she stretched her arms over his car to put her books on his roof.

Tony gawked through his aviator sunglasses as her hard nipples poked right through her semitransparent white blouse. Then she waited a wicked moment with her arms resting upon his car’s roof, letting him have a good, long gaze.

When she finally brought her arms down, she reached into her mouth and threw away her gum. Then she bent forward, into the car door’s open window, and, wrapping her arms around his neck, gave him a passionate, juicy fruit flavored kiss. It was one passionate kiss, throwing his sunglasses off his nose, pressing their noses together.

When Tony probed his tongue against her lips and closed teeth, Sandy immediately opened them both wide and her tongue plunged into his mouth!

His cock lurched in his pants as her tongue pushed his aside, then began to lick his tongue all over. She wasn’t experienced at it, not like…  you-know-who, but it was torrid, if nothing else, from just her virginal eagerness.

With outrageous boldness, his lust rising within him, Tony reached out and cupped her down facing right boob.

Right out in public!

It was bad enough that she was kissing a man behind the gym in broad daylight, even though they were engaged. But now she was letting him paw her in front of the nuns…practically!

But the girl didn’t do a thing in response save jump the teeniest bit.

Tony had never touched a more tender and delicious tit! He cupped her hanging breast mass in his palm, feeling the pebble hard nipple dig deep. The net bra didn’t give much support, but it didn’t need to. Her natural conical tit shape was hardly deformed at all by gravity. And his palm reassured him as to his estimation that she truly had ‘just over a handful’.

After she let him have a good minute of pawing…er, inspection, she finally broke the kiss and demurely removed his hand. “How are you, darling? You’re acting normal, at least!” she added, patting his formerly boob groping hand while putting it back on the steering wheel.

“I’m fine, now!” he replied sincerely. And he was, the ‘effects’ of Jeannie seemed all gone.

She leaned in to his ear. “Are you able to… you know?” She barely suppressed her giggle.

“What do you think?” he replied, directing her gaze with his eyes down to his lap, where he flexed his almost erect cock.

Sandy’s eyes widened in what looked like true alarm when she looked down at him. Then, after a count, her face melted into that dreamy, love intoxicated smile she had that first night when she offered herself to him. “Let’s go to my room, darling! Oh, I want you so much! My roomy promised not to come back until noon! Please!”

In the face of such a display of feminine need, Tony could only nod. She quickly grabbed her books and climbed in the passenger side and they were off.

It was a good thing she didn’t ask him to get out and open her door, cause his cock was approximating the size of a little league baseball bat and there was no way he could properly hide the bulge it was making!

They rode to her dorm nice and slow, with Sandy wrapped around his arm. But Tony could tell from the way she kept looking down at his newly huge bulge that she was thinking that SOMETHING was different about him!

What was he going to do?

She smelled so sweet, and was so warm and soft on his arm…he just couldn’t get his bone down!

It didn’t help when she nibbled his ear and then blew into it!

By the time they parked in her dorm’s lot, he was going nuts!

When he got out of the car, she nearly dropped her books! “Tony! You’re so…” She almost pointed at his jutting bulge.

“I know!” he said, quickly stepping up close to her so no one else could see it. “Look, please act normal…I mean, shield me until we get to your room! It’s okay! I’ll explain everything!”

“You’re not…hurt?” she asked, eyes constantly roaming from his worried face and his bulging crotch.

“No! Just…the opposite, actually! Come on, let’s talk about it in your room before someone comes by!”

Nodding, she turned and led the way. Tony got right up to her own bulging backside, following.

“What I am going to do!” he thought as they went up the back stairs instead of taking the popular elevator. “I hope she doesn’t scream when she sees it!”

So close did he stay behind the coed that twice, when she stopped on the stairs, he plowed into her. Actually, his nearly erect, bent cock plowed into her tailbone. With each honestly inadvertent collision he could feel the upper parts of her not flat buttocks wrap around foremost part of his bone!

Sandy didn’t scream whenever his ‘bulge’ bumped her too-big butt. But her eyes widened a little more each time he accidentally goosed her. By the time they were walking down her hallway, she had the strangest look on her face. It reminded Tony of a wide eyed, open mouthed look of shock.

As soon as they were ‘safely’ locked in her room, she turned on him. “Tony! What is that thing! Are you wearing some kind of…of…enhancement device?”

Tony looked into Sandy’s eyes, and all of his fantasies of brilliantly lying to her about surgical procedures or rare syndromes went right out the window. He realized the only course left was to tell the truth…most of it, anyway.

“I can’t explain it, Baby!” he started, sitting down on the edge of Sandy’s roommate’s bed. Sandy sat opposite him on the edge of her own. “It just… happened! It was after I crashed…”

Then he went into the mission, the emergency reentry, and the landing in the Persian Gulf. Actually he used ‘crash’ because he thought it would gain more sympathy than ‘emergency reentry’. He included a description of the island, and being rescued by the Saudi’s, and all the other items after that.

He just left out a few of the ‘little’ facts, like Genies, and blow jobs on the beach, and having his dick doubled in size by magic spells!

Through it all Sandy just sat there impassively, taking it in, eyes darting from his own eyes to his now jumping bulge. She didn’t show any sign of believing him.

But, then again, she didn’t show any signs of not…

He ended his Homeric Odyssey with a quite sincere, “and I still love you, Sandy!”

She then looked up from his bulge, and with a stern countenance, said, “Are you saying that your…manhood, has gotten bigger!? Because of your accident?”

Tony nodded, then added, “And my testicles… uh, I still… don’t know what caused it! It just happened… sometime… when I was on the island! Nothing else has changed, Baby!”

She looked down again, eyes widening a moment when his evil prick jumped before her. When she looked back up, her face had softened. “Does it hurt?”

“Sometimes,” Tony replied. Then his slow male mind registered the empathy in her last statement and he quickly added, “When I think of you, mostly!”

She inhaled deeply, but through her nose, and Tony’s heart raced. She did that only when she was getting… hot!

When she spoke next, it was in her soft, intimate sex partner voice, “Can I see it?”

With but the shortest delay he replied simply, “Sure.” He desperately fighting the urge to grin.

Instantly he opened his belt and waist button, dropped his zipper and yanked his slacks to his knees.

Sandy’s eyes widened alarmingly and, for a moment, Tony thought she would bolt from her bed and run, screaming, from the room. His shorts were incredibly distorted by the hulking boner barely contained within them, especially considering his size the last time she had seen him in just his shorts.

But Sandy was made of stern stuff and, after a moment to get used to his new dimensions, the passionate expression on the face returned.

Tony then reached for the shorts’ waistband, but suddenly Sandy was up, moving to stand between his legs. “Let me!” she husked, abruptly hot and fixed on his bulging ‘equipment’. Throwing his hands aside, she grabbed the shorts herself.

“Sure,” Tony barely had time to say before she was yanking them down.

She had yanked his shorts down before, twice before, actually. But this was the first time she had done so when his cock was nearly twice as long as she was accustomed. She bent over entirely too much to allow for the clearance of the extra length.

Tony recognized the danger, but his growing lust stupefied his thinking, again, and he was entirely to slow in warning her.

Sandy hissed through clenched teeth as she yanked his shorts past the halfway point and she got a good look at his penis’s new width and a good estimate of his new length. She should have stopped then, to re-estimate how close to him her face was, but she, too, was apparently under the effects of her own ardor and excitement.

She didn’t stop yanking on Tony’s shorts. So, when she pulled down enough for his shorts’ waistband to clear the ENTIRE length of Tony’s hose, the fourteen inches of, now, iron bar hard prick flew up and most accurately and effectively upper- cased her chin with a George Foreman quality sucker punch that knocked her on her ass.

Tony managed to cry out her name when he saw that he would make contact with her chin, but he could do no more as her startled face flew up and the rest of her started back. Hanging onto his shorts gave her no support as the shorts slid down to his ankles while she fell back upon her full, firm ass onto the floor.

His cock slapped loudly and wetly onto his sternum, almost as loudly as her butt did upon the floor, then rose back up in turgid jerks.

Sandy looked up from the floor in utter shock. She stared at his softball sized balls hanging over the edge of her roomy’s mattress, less than a foot from her pug nose.

“Sandy! You okay?” Tony yelled from on his back.

Sandy numbly nodded, staring at his huge balls. Then she slowly rose to stand between his legs. For a long minute she stared at his outrageous cock! Finally she gasped, “Its so big!”

Tony smiled weakly. “I know! I warned you! Does it scare…bother you?”

She sat down next to his hip. “Its not hurting now, is it?”

“Well, not exactly hurting…”

She looked up at him and smiled crookedly, “Its awfully big, Darling! And you were so big to begin with! Now?”

“I didn’t ask for it!” he replied, panic rising in him. What if she’s scared off by it?

Suddenly she took it in one hand. “It feels like you!” she blurted out, mostly to herself. “Just big…really big!”

“I know, I know,” he replied, “If you don’t want to try…you know…”

She hissed at his suggestion, looking back at him. “I’ll admit that I have…thought about how big dicks get…My roomy says she’s a ‘size queen’. Always telling me about her patients and how big and hard their dicks get when she washes them…” Her voiced trailed off a moment. “I love you, Tony! And I want to please you!” Then that crooked smile returned as she looked back at the cock in her hand, shaking her head in disbelief, “But you ARE so BIG!”

“No need to rush things, Baby!” Tony replied, cupping her nearest tit. Her nipple was still furiously erect. “Let me suck on your pussy!”

She hissed again and looked at him with a disgusting expression. “Oh, not that! I don’t like it when you do that. It’s gross!”

“Not to me! You taste good! I love licking you. Please?”

“That’s the grossest thing I can think of! How can you like that?”

“Now, don’t be a nun! It’s the most natural thing for a guy to give his girl a good lick down there. Come on, I’m asking real nice? Didn’t you like it the first time I tried, last time?”

She hesitated, them smiled a little, “Well, it was pleasant, I have to admit!”

Tony moved, sitting up and taking Sandy in his arms. “Just tell me to stop, if you don’t like it!” Then he kissed Sandy fiercely. When she melted into his arms he gently but determinedly forced her upon her own back. Then, still in mid-kiss, he reached down and cupped her hot loins right through her skirt and panties.

“Hmmm!” she tried to cry out into his mouth, squirming a little under his groping hand, but not enough to throw his hand off her. A few more moments of squirming and she reached up to wrap her arms around his back.

Tony broke the kiss and pressed his face into Sandy’s shoulder. He started licking her tender, sweet neck, then letting her feel his teeth right over her jugular. He knew she was into vampire movies, and gently biting on her neck actually stimulated her submissive side. He lapped and nipped his way up to her ear.

“Sandy, Baby, you taste good! I want to make you scream with pleasure. I want you to cum in my mouth!”

She could reply in only a desperate whisper, “Oh! Tony, Darling, don’t talk like that! OOOH! It’s so…OOOOHHH!”

He silenced her by throwing the front of her skirt up and plunging his hand into her panties. Her soft patch of pussy fur, matching exactly the hue of the hair atop her head, could offer no resistance to his conquering fingers and he easily found her soaking wet, red hot twat completely open to him.

“OOOOHHH!” she cried while arching her hips up into his aggressive hand. She was loosing control of her voice. “Please!” she mindlessly whimpered as her thighs spread for his aggressive hand.

“Sure!” Tony replied with an evil chuckle and began moving down her thrashing body.

Sandy looked down at him, holding out her arms as he slid down. “Don’t…” she added.

But he knew she didn’t mean it.

He stopped for a moment to suck on those stiff nipples projecting through her white blouse. Right through her blouse and almost nonexistent bra he suckled her. She writhed now, not at all used to a man’s suckling on her babyfeeders for, after all, he was the only man who she had ever permitted such an liberty. He took a long moment to soak down her blouse all around each of her stubby teat tips.

When she was whimpering again, her hands clutching his upper arms, he stopped sucking and moved further down.

She did nothing, now, to stop him.

At her waist he pulled her blouse out of her skirt to expose her deep, dark, virginal navel. Her smooth, flat, firm belly was heaving as he descended to torture this depression with his masterful tongue. It wasn’t as effective at arousing Sandy as nursing on her breasts were, but he had a thing about navels. He considered it to be a little well justified reward for mastering the near virgin.

But he didn’t want her to calm down, so he quickly went back to his campaign, slipping off the bed to kneel on the floor between her spread legs. Taking his soaked fingers from her twat, he grabbed her little cotton bikini.

THE END