How to use your Genie - Sex Stories

How to use your Genie

... placing them back on the shelves.

A series of whips and paddles caught my attention, and I picked up a black leather flogger. "What do you think about this?" I asked Jeanie, swinging it gently in the air. She looked at it, uncertainty flashing in her eyes.

"It looks... intense," she replied carefully, her gaze dropping to the floor.

After a good hour of browsing, I had collected an assortment of toys and ideas. A sex swing, bondage ropes, a few anal plugs, various dildos and vibrators, and an assortment of BDSM gear - all ideas I wanted Jeanie to materialize when we got back to the penthouse.

Jeanie was visibly uncomfortable, her face reddening as she caught sight of the explicit packaging and graphic images around the store. But her discomfort only amplified my excitement. I couldn't wait to bring all these new toys and ideas to life, to explore all the different ways I could take advantage of my personal genie.

As we exited the store, my mind was already racing with ideas. I led Jeanie back to the limo and gave her a smirk. "I hope you're ready for later," I warned as the limo pulled away from the curb, heading back to our penthouse.

As the doors of the lobby elevator slid open, we stepped inside and were soon joined by another family. A man and a woman, both in their early forties, and a young woman who looked to be about eighteen. She was stunning - petite with chestnut curls cascading down her shoulders, emerald green eyes and an infectious smile.

I ...

... watched as the father pressed the button for the floor just beneath ours, and I extended my hand to him. "John," I introduced myself. "And this is Jeanie. We just moved in upstairs."

The man shook my hand, introducing himself as Mark. His wife, Larissa, offered us warm smiles and the daughter, Emily, nodded in greeting. They looked affluent, dressed in designer clothing, and carrying an air of sophistication.

"We're your new neighbors," I added with a smile, leaning casually against the wall of the elevator.

"That's wonderful," Larissa replied, her eyes twinkling. "It's always nice to have new faces in the building. What brings you two to the city?"

I chuckled, glancing at Jeanie before answering. "Adventure, I suppose. A change of scenery."

As we continued our small talk, I couldn't help but let my eyes stray to Emily. She was indeed stunning. Petite, a little shorter than Jeanie, with a slender, athletic build. Her tight jeans accentuated her well-toned legs and her fitted blouse left little to the imagination.

Once we reached their floor, I threw out an invitation. "You know, we're having a small dinner tonight at our place. Nothing fancy. It would be nice if you could join us. Get to know the neighbors and all."

Mark and Larissa exchanged glances before Mark replied, "That sounds wonderful, John. We'd be delighted to join."

As the doors slid open, I watched them step out, Emily trailing behind her parents. "See you tonight then," I said, the doors ...