How to use your Genie - Sex Stories

How to use your Genie

... pressing against each other, creating a friction that was both painful and pleasurable. I could feel my arousal building, the wetness between my legs a testament to the effect this was having on me.

It was maddening, this mix of pain and pleasure. My mind raced, thoughts jumbled and chaotic, as I tried to process what was happening. I was torn between wanting the balls removed, to be free of this torturous sensation, and craving more, wanting to see just how much more I could take.

I felt exposed, vulnerable. The weight of the balls was a constant reminder of my submission, of how I'd been used and taken. The sensation was overwhelming, each tiny shift sending waves of pleasure and discomfort coursing through me.

And then, John's voice cut through my haze of sensation. "Time to get up," he said, a hint of amusement in his voice. "Let's see if you can walk with those inside you."

I blinked, trying to focus on his words. The thought of moving, of standing and walking with the balls still inside me, was daunting. I hesitated, unsure if I could even move with the weight and fullness.

John reached down, offering me his hand. I took it hesitantly, feeling the cool metal of his ring against my heated skin. With his help, I tried to sit up, the movement causing the balls to shift inside me, making me gasp. The sensation was intense, a mix of discomfort and arousal.

Slowly, with John's guidance, I managed to swing my legs over the edge of the pool table. The cold ...

... air hit my exposed flesh, causing goosebumps to break out across my skin. I took a deep breath, trying to steel myself for what was to come.

With a final push, I stood, feeling the full weight of the balls inside me. They pulled downward, creating a sensation of fullness that was impossible to ignore. I took a tentative step, the movement causing the balls to rub against each other, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through me.

John watched me, a smirk playing on his lips. "Good girl," he praised, his eyes dark with desire. "Now, let's see how you fare with a little walk."

A burning need had me reaching between my legs, fingers tentatively grazing over my sensitive, engorged flesh. The slick wetness coating my inner thighs was evidence of my heightened arousal, a juxtaposition of pain and pleasure that had me teetering on the brink of sanity.

The swollen lips of my pussy were puffy and sensitive, the skin hot to the touch. Protruding slightly was the hard, unyielding surface of the third ball, its coldness contrasting starkly with my body's warmth. I could feel it, just on the edge of being inside and outside, held precariously in place by Jeanie's enchantment.

My fingertips danced over the ball's smooth surface, the sensation sending jolts of electricity shooting up my spine. The feeling was so alien, so out of place. My own arousal mixed with the cool hardness, creating a heady cocktail of sensation that left me lightheaded.

Curiosity got the better of me, ...