How to use your Genie - Sex Stories

How to use your Genie

... belt, the click of the buckle echoing through the cabin. My pants were discarded quickly, my arousal visible, straining against the fabric of my underwear.

"What's your name?" I asked the flight attendant, my gaze fixed on her as Jeanie slid my underwear down, my arousal springing free.

"R-Rose, sir," the flight attendant stuttered, her cheeks flushing under my intense scrutiny.

"Well, Rose," I drawled, my hand reaching out to cup her enhanced breast, "I hope you're ready to serve me."

Jeanie's hand wrapped around my length, her touch familiar yet exciting. Rose hesitated, her eyes darting between my erect member and my face, uncertainty clouding her features. But with a reassuring nod from Jeanie, she reached out, her fingers brushing against me, a shiver running down my spine.

"Good girl," I praised, a wicked grin spreading across my face. "Now, why don't the two of you play with me?"

Jeanie and Rose took turns, their hands and mouths working in tandem to bring me pleasure. I reveled in the feeling, the sensation of two pairs of lips, two tongues, servicing me. Their eyes, one pair filled with a mixture of submission and humiliation, the other with pure lust, never left mine, their gazes only heightening my arousal.

"Look at you two," I mused, my fingers threading through their hair, guiding their movements. "Two beautiful women, on their knees, taking turns sucking my cock. How does it make you feel?"

Jeanie was silent, her focus entirely on her ...

... task, but Rose hesitated, her gaze meeting mine. "I...I..."

"Speak, Rose," I commanded, my grip on her hair tightening.

"I feel...dirty, sir," Rose whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the plane's engines.

"Dirty?" I echoed, my laughter filling the cabin. "My dear Rose, you should feel privileged. Not many get the opportunity to serve me in this way."

Jeanie's pace quickened, her experienced lips and tongue bringing me closer to the edge. Rose watched, her eyes wide, her body trembling, but she didn't shy away, her hand joining Jeanie's as they brought me to climax.

"Just like that," I murmured, my voice saturated with pleasure. Once they finished, I took a moment to revel in the sight of them: Jeanie, her lips glistening with remnants of my release, and Rose, her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. The sensation of power washed over me, as intoxicating as the finest wine.

"Now, Rose," I began, my eyes focused on the transformed flight attendant, "get on the ground, on your hands and knees."

Hesitant, Rose obeyed, her large breasts swaying with the movement. She looked over her shoulder at me, uncertainty clouding her widened eyes. "Are you ready to be properly fucked, Rose?" I asked, my gaze fixed on her exposed body.

"I... I have a husband and kids at home..." she stammered, her voice shaky. Her protest only added to my excitement.

"Ah, but they're not here, are they?" I responded, my tone dangerously low. I ...