How to use your Genie - Sex Stories

How to use your Genie

... up.

"Relax," he cooed, "Let it in."

My breath hitched as the ball breached my entrance. The feeling was strange, so different from the natural shape of a man. It was more intense, the firmness of the sphere pushing and stretching my walls in a way I had never experienced.

The pressure was building, mounting as he pressed the ball further inside me. It felt big, so big, bigger than him even if it was actually smaller. My pussy clung to the ball, the muscles trying to adapt to its rigid form. And then, with a final push, it was fully inside.

I gasped, my back arching off the table as my body took a moment to adjust. I could feel it, nestled deep within me. It was heavy, making me feel full and stretched in a deeply satisfying way.

His eyes were fixated on me, watching my reactions with amusement and desire. "How does it feel, Jeanie? You like having your little cunt stretched out?"

My response was a heated mix of shame, pleasure, and anger. I detested the degradation but couldn't deny the raw pleasure that echoed through me. "It's... it's intense, Master."

He chuckled, that sound of triumph echoing in the quiet room. "Good girl, you took it so well. But we aren't done just yet."

I looked at him, my eyes widening as I realized there were more pool balls left on the table.

Master reached for a second ball, this one a deep emerald green. He rolled it between his fingers, regarding me with that same wicked grin. "Let's see how well you handle two."

I ...

... gulped, my pulse racing as I stared at the second ball. One was already a stretch, how could I possibly take two? My pussy clenched around the ball already inside me, as if echoing my apprehension.

But the decision was not mine to make. With a nod, he began to press the second ball against my slick opening. The sensation was even more intense this time. My pussy was already stretched around the first ball, its presence acting as a constant reminder of what was to come.

The second ball pressed against my opening, but there was resistance. I whimpered, the overwhelming stretch causing my breath to hitch. But then, as if heeding Master's will, my pussy began to give way.

He was relentless, pushing the ball inch by agonizing inch. It was slower this time, my body trying to accommodate the second intruder. The pressure was mounting, the sensation teetering on the border between pain and pleasure.

Then, with a final push, the second ball was in. I gasped, my body shuddering as my pussy conformed to the new fullness. It was even more intense now, the balls nestled against each other inside me.

Master's gaze was fixed on my parted thighs, the dark promise in his eyes sending a shiver down my spine. "There's my good girl," he crooned. "So tight, so wet. Are you ready for more, Jeanie?"

The question hung in the air, his fingers trailing over the third ball. My body was screaming for a reprieve, but the twisted part of me, the part that had been awakened by Master's ...