Genie Chronicles - Sex Stories

Genie Chronicles

... sorry." It was ironic now that this creature really did seem to be magical and his to command, that he would become concerned over what he had done. "My 'bluff'? Master, there was no bluff, and there is no offense. There cannot be. I am your Genie. This is my purpose." "To give me blow jobs!?" he said incredulously. She smiled, a bit impishly, as she lowered her eyes again. "No. Well, yes, in part. Forgive me, master, for not being clear earlier. I was intended to be a gift to the Sultan, to be his sexual servant, his willing sexual slave, granting any erotic wish he might desire. That was why I was created. I cannot grant just any wish, like the most powerful Jinn. My powers, while extensive, are tied to wishes dealing in the Erotic, physical pleasure; sexual fantasy. Any wish of this type, I can grant you." Jack was stunned, again, and again sank weakly to the couch. "ANY wish?" "Yes, master," she replied softly. "How many wishes do I get?" he asked suddenly, afraid he had blown most of them already without knowing. "As many as you want, master." "For how long?" "Until you die- WE die, master. I am tied to you now. I am you Genie for life." This was just too much for Jack. He couldn't grasp it. He laid his head back and closed his eyes, thinking of nothing, his brain overloaded. He sat this way so long that the girl finally asked "Master, are you alright?" He looked around the room numbly, unable to concentrate on anything coherent. His eyes finally returned to his ...

... still-massive, still-throbbing cock. "What about this?" he asked dully. Somewhere in his brain he figured his erection should have wilted by now. "I am sorry master, I do not understand. Does it displease you? Is it not what you requested?" "Well," he said, trying to concentrate, "yeah, I guess, but why is it still so, uh, hard?" he asked dumbly. Again a small smile, this time with lots of blushing. "Because you have not 'fucked me senseless' yet, master." she said in a shy voice. That brought him back around a bit. When he had said that, while he would have loved to fuck her 'senseless', he had meant it mostly metaphorically. "You mean it will stay like this until I do?" "No master. It will be anything you wish it to be." She paused briefly, lowering her eyes again. "Again, master, forgive me for my lack of clarity. Some Jinn, as you may have read in stories, take their masters' wishes absolutely literally. Therefore, unless those wishes are phrased exactly correctly, the master often gets something other than the intent of his wish. Some Jinn do this out of cruelty, some out of what they call "purity." I was created not to do this at all, but to try to give my master, you, the wish you intend." This sparked Jack's memory. "That tingle I feel in my mind whenever I ask for something, are you reading my mind?" "Not exactly. To help me grant your wish, to interpret what you want, I have drawn on your definition of what, for example, a "lap dance" is or what you feel a "long, ...