How to use your Genie - Sex Stories

How to use your Genie

... approached her, my bare feet stepping onto the cool metal floor of the private plane. I positioned myself behind her, my hands gripping her hips.

Looking over at Jeanie, I could see the conflicted expression on her face. A part of her seemed curious, intrigued even, while another part held a clear unease. Her eyes met mine, a silent question in her gaze, but I only smiled, my focus returning to Rose.

I ran my hand over her curves, appreciating the smoothness of her skin. Her body trembled under my touch, a soft whimper escaping her lips. I took my length in my hand, guiding it to her entrance. The sharp intake of breath from Rose sent a thrill through me.

Teasingly, I rubbed the head of my cock against her, eliciting a soft moan from Rose. She tried to push back, seeking more, but I held her firmly, enjoying her impatience. It wasn't until her pleading eyes met mine in the mirror that I decided to give her what she wanted.

In one smooth motion, I pushed inside her, the tightness of her body engulfing me. Her cry of surprise and pleasure echoed throughout the cabin, and I took a moment to enjoy the feeling before starting to move.

My thrusts were slow at first, letting Rose adjust to me. But as her moans grew louder, so did my pace. Each thrust drew a gasp from her, her body shaking with each movement.

I watched in the mirror as her large breasts swayed with each thrust, her hands gripping the carpet below her. The sight of her under me, submissive and ...

... wanting, was an incredible turn-on.

I reached around her, my fingers finding her clit. As I started to rub, Rose's cries grew louder, her body squirming under my touch. Her walls tightened around me, her body quivering as her orgasm washed over her.

Not letting her recover, I continued my pace, my own pleasure building. My grip on her hips tightened, my nails digging into her skin as my climax approached.

With a final thrust, I spilled inside her, my breaths ragged, my body shivering with pleasure. I groaned, savoring the sensation of my orgasm as it coursed through my veins. I looked down at Rose, her face flushed, a mixture of my seed and her arousal trickling down her thighs. My eyes landed on Jeanie, a wicked idea forming in my mind.

"Jeanie," I called out, my voice laced with a new wave of desire. Her gaze met mine, a hint of apprehension flickering in her eyes. I grinned at her, my hand reaching out to caress Rose's still trembling form. "I want you to clean her up."

Her eyes widened at my command, but she didn't move. "But, Master..." she began to protest.

"I said, clean her up," I interrupted, my tone firm. "Use your mouth."

She hesitated, glancing between me and Rose. But seeing the determined look on my face, she gave a nod, moving closer to the flight attendant. With a deep breath, she leaned in, her tongue tentatively reaching out to lick at Rose's glistening folds.

"Good girl," I cooed, watching as Jeanie followed my orders. Each stroke of her ...