How to use your Genie - Sex Stories

How to use your Genie

... his command as a lifeline in a sea of overwhelming sensation.

The sensation was intoxicating. Every movement of John's, every twitch, every subtle change in rhythm, was magnified a hundred times over in both our bodies. The pleasure was almost too much, and I could tell Emily felt the same. Her eyes rolled back, her body taut as a bowstring.

"God, you two are perfect," John growled, his hands roaming over Emily's body. His fingers danced over her breasts, pinched her nipples, then trailed down her stomach, pushing down slightly to feel the bulge from the plug.

I could feel Emily's desperation mounting. She was on the edge, teetering, needing release but holding back due to John's earlier command.

John leaned down again, kissing Emily fiercely, even as he continued his relentless pace. The sound of skin slapping skin reverberated through the room, echoing the tempo of our racing hearts.

"You want to cum for me, don't you?" John whispered into Emily's ear. She nodded frantically, her eyes pleading.

John's gaze shifted to me. "Jeanie, amplify her pleasure even more. Push her to the very brink. I want her desperate."

I hesitated for a split second, but then did as instructed. The wave of pleasure was so intense; it was almost painful. I saw tears forming in Emily's eyes, a mix of pleasure and torment.

"And now," John said, his voice ragged with his own need, "cum for me."

The release was explosive. Emily's body convulsed, her back arching off the ...

... bench. I felt it all, the waves of pleasure echoing through me, a tsunami of sensation. It was a symphony of pleasure, one that left both of us gasping and shaking.

John's own climax followed shortly after, and I could feel the warmth spreading within Emily. He collapsed on top of her, both of them slick with sweat, chests heaving.

For a long while, there was just the sound of labored breathing. The intensity of the experience left all of us drained, lost in the aftermath of overwhelming sensations.

"Now that," John said with a satisfied sigh, "was fucking something else."

I could feel the sensation of emptiness as his cock slid out of Emily, the aftermath of our shared experience still a haze. He didn’t look back as he left the room, his command clear and his tone leaving no room for argument. "Clean yourselves up," he said, stepping out of the room, "but leave the fucking plugs in."

I moved gingerly, the weight and stretch of the plug inside me making every movement pronounced and noticeable. Emily was looking dazed, her eyes glazed over from the intense pleasure she had just experienced. I slowly bent over and removed the gag from her mouth, her lips slightly swollen from having it in for so long.

"You okay?" I whispered, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

She nodded slowly, still seemingly trying to come to grips with everything that had just occurred. "It's... overwhelming," she murmured.

I carefully began to unstrap her from the bench, taking ...