How to use your Genie - Sex Stories

How to use your Genie

... signaling his release. It was mirrored by both Jeanie's and my cries of passion. The climax was overpowering, every nerve ending alight with electricity. The shared experience made it all the more intense, a bond of pleasure forged between the three of us.

As the waves of pleasure began to recede, I felt the ghostly sensation of John pulling out of me. The emptiness was immediate, a stark contrast to the fullness I'd felt moments before. My breathing was ragged, and I tried to steady myself against the edge of the hot tub.

Jeanie slumped forward slightly, catching herself before she fully fell into the water. Her eyes, previously wide with ecstasy, now showed exhaustion and a touch of sadness.

John, with a satisfied smirk, sat back, letting the warm waters of the hot tub caress him. The aftermath of our shared climax hung heavy in the air, a mix of elation, vulnerability, and confusion. The events of the night had taken us on an unexpected journey, and as the new day dawned, we were left to grapple with the complex emotions that came with it.

~John~

I leaned back against the edge of the hot tub, letting the water jets massage my tired muscles. The light of the morning sun glinted off the water's surface, casting an orange hue over everything. I watched as Emily and Jeanie, both still catching their breath, exchanged glances. The events of the night played in my mind, like a reel, each moment more tantalizing than the last.

"What a fucking night," I muttered, ...

... mostly to myself, still feeling a tinge of disbelief at the evening's events. The two women turned to look at me, their expressions a mix of exhaustion and apprehension.

The silence stretched on for a moment, the only sound being the bubbling of the hot tub and the distant chirping of morning birds. Shaking my head slightly to clear my thoughts, I grinned at both of them. "I could use some breakfast," I declared, trying to bring some semblance of normalcy to the situation.

Emily blinked, looking taken aback by the sudden change in topic. "After everything, you're thinking about food?" she asked incredulously, her youthful voice betraying a hint of amusement.

Jeanie simply remained silent, her face impassive. Her role as my genie meant she had to obey my every command, but I knew her well enough to recognize the subtle signs of her emotions. Beneath that controlled facade, I could sense her mix of relief and lingering resentment.

Ignoring Emily's playful jab, I stood up, water cascading down my body. "How about we go out? A nice meal at a cozy diner sounds good right about now." The casual suggestion was also a calculated move. I wanted to see how they'd react, how the dynamic between the three of us would play out in a more public setting.

Emily hesitated for a moment, clearly wrestling with her emotions. "I... I don't know," she stammered, her gaze darting between Jeanie and me.

Jeanie finally broke her silence, her voice soft and resigned. "If that's what ...