How to use your Genie - Sex Stories

How to use your Genie

... satisfaction, Master's hands clamped down hard on my sides. I felt him push deeper, his thick cock pushing past my tight ring. The sound of our skin slapping together echoed in the room, a lewd symphony of our illicit activity.

"Ahh! M-Master!" I cried out, my voice trembling as I struggled to keep my knees from buckling. The stretch was too much, too intense. I could feel every ridge, every vein of him as he invaded me, pushing deeper with each thrust. The billiard balls inside my pussy seemed to respond to his movements, shifting, pressing against my sensitive inner walls, sending a jolt of pleasure coursing through my veins.

"That's it, Jeanie," Master growled, his voice heavy with arousal. "Take my cock. Feel it filling you up." His words were crude, but they stoked a fire within me. I could feel the humiliation burning in my cheeks, the shame of my compliance only feeding my arousal.

His thrusts grew more intense, each movement making the billiard balls shift inside me. The sensation was indescribable, the fullness inside my pussy and ass reaching a pinnacle. My body was a battleground of conflicting emotions. Pain, pleasure, humiliation... they all intertwined, creating a tapestry of sensory overload.

Suddenly, a sharp slap landed on my ass, causing me to cry out. The sting was unexpected, the sudden pain causing the balls inside me to shift abruptly. I felt one press against my g-spot, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. The mix of pain and pleasure ...

... was overwhelming, pushing me closer to the edge.

I could feel my body tightening around Master's cock and the billiard balls, the telltale sign of an impending orgasm. The realization scared me. How could I possibly be enjoying this? This was meant to be a punishment, a cruel display of power by Master. But my body was betraying me, responding to his every touch, his every word. The pleasure was becoming more potent, the build-up impossible to deny.

"Just like that," Master groaned, his hands gripping my hips harder. "You're so tight, Jeanie. Can you feel how full you are? Can you feel the balls shifting inside you?" His words, as crude as they were, resonated with me, stirring up a flurry of emotions.

"Y-yes, Master," I stammered, my voice barely a whisper. "I can... I can feel them. I can feel everything..."

Master's grip tightened on my hips, his fingers pressing into my flesh. He continued to thrust into me, the rhythm unyielding. Each movement caused the balls inside me to shift, a tantalizing sensation that had my toes curling in response.

"Yes, that's it. Such a good girl," he growled, his words causing a strange sense of pride to well up within me. Despite my initial reservations, despite the humiliation and degradation, I was fulfilling my duty to my Master. I was giving him pleasure.

A strangled cry left my lips as Master's hand came down on my ass once again, the sting causing the balls to shift abruptly. Pleasure coursed through me, my body ...