__Finally__, I’ve found it! After _decades_ of searching I had uncovered the item at the center of so many stories, the genie’s lamp. It looked a little plain, but when I put my hands on it my flesh tingled, and my heart fluttered.
I had thought long and hard about my wishes, having so much time in my seemingly endless search. Unfortunately, my first would have to be wasted undoing the damage of time. Most even simple tasks have become difficult in my seasoned age. Perhaps I could go with the hands of time being turned back? But then I run the risk of losing the genie, some of them are tricky…
My other wishes are for financial prosperity, and physical prowess. The wording has been worked out over the years, but both will have to wait for the first to be granted. I have to see what damage is done by the first. Who knows what treachery this genie is capable of? Or maybe he’ll be kind? Just helpful to the one who released him from his lamp. Sure… One way to find out, time to _rub that lamp._
As my hand stroked the lamp, the mystical prison began to glow. A jet of green smoke shoots out of the lamp’s opening, and swirls above my head. My robes flutter lightly in the forceful emission, as a figure emerges from the clouds, waves their hands and makes the smoke dissipate. She coughs playfully. _She_?
Yes, the genie has the appearance of a woman. A very attractive woman, if I do say so myself. She’s standing in my small apartment, an impressive six foot athletic frame. Baggy, translucent sweatpants, similar to the green smoke she appeared out of, pointed green shoes, slight muscle tone at the abs with a naval sure to make the boys drool, coconut sized breasts hardly constrained by a green, triangle bikini, and large Jade eyes. Her hair extended beyond her shoulders, curling wildly. Shades of emerald could be made out as light reflected off the otherwise brown locks as it flowed around her face. Her smile was absolutely stunning, full lips gracing her beautiful face. Her caramel skin left me breathless for a moment, and I simply stood there awe struck as she took in her surroundings.
My apartment was nothing great. A modern place, sure. Probably something impressive to the creature before me, considering how long she must have been in that lamp. A simple 20′ by 20′ residence, small TV and couch on one side, bed on the other. Little kitchen in another corner with a stove, sink and refrigerator. Not even a microwave. A computer and chair decorate the wall of the bathroom, the only separate room of my humble abode. One door and a few windows. She seemed very interested in the lightbulbs. As she took in the modern marvel of electricity I noticed the flecks of green in her skin, like emerald glitter. Almost unnoticeable at first.
My computer chimed to alert me to a new email, startling the genie. Her eyes darted to the source of the sound, then to me. She turned to face me, and knelt before me. It was only then that I realized I was still holding the lamp, and paid attention to the deep green bracers at her wrists. She looked up at me, with those beautiful Jade eyes. This gray haired, depleted old woman standing dumbly before her, the mighty genie. Too old and frail to even stand up straight. Can’t even afford a proper house, let alone a mansion, or servants to awaken the genie for me. Which of us will break the silence first, I wonder meekly?
_Thank you_, the genie says to me, her words a beautiful melody. _Please allow me to serve you your three wishes, or as your faithful companion_.
What was that last part? Faithful companion? Has she never been found before? How has that option never been taken? Something in me doesn’t think that part sounds too bad. But I’m so old, if only I had come across this sooner. No, that’s ridiculous, I’m a woman, and have never really felt ‘_that_’ way about another woman before. …_have I_?
I clear my throat, I should be thanking you, genie, for you shall be helping me live my _greatest_ life! Hoping that I sounded strong when I spoke, I continued, I wish to be 20 again!
Her eyes meet mine, and she flashes her beautiful smile, _Your wish is my command_.
She rises, green smoke surrounds us, and she walks towards me. The room grows brighter and brighter. Just as my vision whites out I feel her lips on mine, and a hand on one of my breasts and ass. Everything melts away, and goes dark.
I woke up some time later, tucked into my bed. Same bed, same apartment, same everything? But, no _aches or pains_! My breath catches in my chest – the wish worked?! I leap out of bed and rush to the bathroom to look at my renewed self in the mirror. When I enter the bathroom my reflection in the mirror is obscured in darkness, I hesitate turning on the light. What if there’s some trick? I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and turn on the light.
The woman looking back at me is a vision! Not quite as I remember, but I dismiss that as memory corruption due to the effects of time and hard work. My blond hair curls down past my shoulders, cascading over my bare breasts. My honey skin is smoothed, free of wrinkles and blemishes, other than the freckles at my nose. My tear filled, gray-blue eyes sparkle back at me joyfully, happily drinking in the rest of my body. I take a step back to get a better view.
Standing straight around 5’3, muscles visible throughout my body. Like you’d expect a gym trainer to have, but these took me on all too many adventures. Flexing and striking different poses shows me an absence of all scars earned throughout the years, a nice effect of my first wish. I can’t help but linger on my generous bust. Easily as large as the genie’s, and certainly larger than what I had at _any_ age, right? They certainly feel heavier than I remember… My quarter size nipples sit firm on each massive breast, fully erect. I bring a hand up and tease one lightly, the initial adrenaline draining now suddenly realizing how aroused I am. Liquid anticipation leaks from between my legs, sliding toward the laminate flooring. My senses are clouded as my other hand reaches down, searching out my inner folds. Just as my fingertips make the lightest contact with my sweet wetness the beautiful genie appears in the doorway.
_May I be of assistance_? She asked knowingly, as she looked right through me standing naked in my bathroom, fondling myself. There was a mixture of amusement and hunger in her face as her big, beautiful eyes made their way up and down my restored body with admiration.
I’m having trouble focusing just now, I say, leaning forward to put my hands on the sink for more stability. My head dips over the sink, breasts dangling off my chest. I need to gather myself, lose the strong urges before making another wish. Can’t let my physical desires get in the way. I can’t even remember _what_ my other wishes _were_ at this point…
_I could help with that,_ she says in her soothing voice, an air of seduction present. I look at her, suddenly at my side, and she puts her hand across my back, resting it lightly on my shoulder. My eyes are drawn to her immaculate chest, now decorated with an emerald pendant. Her bracers now also have emerald studs lining the edges. _There are ways to relieve the pressures you’re feeling, just say the word and I’ll make your wildest fantasy come true,_ she whispers in my ear. She turns her head and nibbles my earlobe for good measure, as if my aching body wasn’t demanding release enough.
What might someone of your talent suggest?
She grabs me by both shoulders to make me face her fully, smiling ear to ear. _I’m ____so ____glad you asked! As a succubi-genie there’s no end to what I could suggest. For your specific predicament-_
What did you say? I cut in, not quite sure what she said about the type of genie she was talking about. And there are different types?
_I’m a succubi-genie. Basically every wish I grant comes with a… sexual twist. Your youth wish for instance. It came with breast augmentation and increased libido_. Her hands slip from my shoulders and slide down my arms. _With how you jumped right into your first wish, I kind of assumed you knew_… She tries to seem innocent, and puts her best pout on her full lips, taking my breath away with her puppy dog eyes.
Oh, yes. Of course, I say, trying to shake my uncertainty. _Am I just attempting to sound cool for this mystical woman holding my hands_? What were you trying to suggest?
_As my magic was altering your body it allowed me to get to know you, inside and out. Through that I know you have a deep desire to feel a long, hard, meaty, throbbing cock lodged in your throat_. Her voice got softer, and she got closer to me, pulling our bodies together during her explanation. One of her hands left mine, caressing my neck instead, her thumb lightly running the length of my throat. _Would you like me to make that happen for you, ____master___? Extra emphasis on the last word, a hand between my legs and her mouth within an inch of mine, her lips seductively parted.
A breathy “_Fuck_,” was all I could bring myself to say. This genie really knew how to get me to waste my wishes on lusty desires, rather than… than… whatever the fuck else I was wanting. But what else is there in life, if not unimaginable pleasure?
_That’s the idea_, my wonderful genie said as she slid her two fingers along my labia, then her middle to lightly graze my already pulsating clit. I tremble at her touch, my head arching back as a moan shakes from my throat. Her face moves forward slightly, and she kisses my neck. Starting at my collar bone, trailing up to my jaw as her fingers slide back down along the outer lips of my hungry pussy. Her other hand pinches my nipple and pulls firmly.
I cry out in pleasure, _Yes!_ Yes, whatever you have in mind, for me, ___yes!___
_Oh, come on. You know I need more than that_, she teased. She then licked up my neck, flicking at my sensitive bud, and firmly groping my other breast.
__I wish it!__
My lights got brighter making my vision blur, and green smoke once again consumed me. Just before everything goes dark I get the sensation of fingers slipping inside of me.
When I woke up I found myself laying on my couch. The genie was sitting on my computer chair, watching me sleep. Her bracers are now definitely adorned with more emeralds, and shining brighter in the light. Her necklace has gotten more jewels of varying shades of green, four more on either side of the emerald between her breasts which has clearly grown. I prop myself up on my elbows to look at her, and get a glance at my outfit. A bikini similar to hers, and a silky emerald green skirt. No shoes, but thigh high emerald stockings. This woman’s _really_ got a thing for green.
She rises from the chair, and walks over to me, one foot in front of the other, hips swaying deliciously. She reaches my couch, kneels down, and kisses me deeply. _He’ll be here soon_, she breathes into my mouth between kisses. _Your body has been slightly altered to be able to take a cock of any size without damage, though there could be some discomfort_. I’m so busy suckling the nape of her neck I don’t really listen to what she’s explaining. Her skin tastes even better than it looks, I lick hungrily at the cleavage hanging before my face. She rewards me with the most intoxicating moan I’ve ever heard, not that I’ve heard many in my pitifully busy life.
Her left hand holds my head to her ample bosom as she removes the fabric restraining her wonderful tits. As soon as a nipple is in view I strike, taking it in my mouth and sucking greedily, massaging the fleshy mound. She rubs the back of my head lovingly as I nurse at her chest. Fluid rushes from her assaulted nipple into my mouth, tasting like a delicious blend of strawberries and cream, which I drink down as if my life depended on it. Her right hand finds its way beneath my skirt, and I realize through my increasingly growing haze that there are no (presumably emerald) panties to be moved aside as her fingers slip effortlessly into my sopping pussy. She fingers me on the couch, one leg elevated over the cushions, while I drink of her magical milk. No thoughts of any side effects this elixir may have on me cross my mind as my orgasm builds and builds, but frustratingly never comes.
A knock at the door causes my genie to break our entanglement, and put her bikini back on. She rises to her feet, looks down at my wiggling body, and puts the fingers freshly pulled from my dripping depths into her mouth, sucking them clean with a smile. Licking her lips, she strides to the door and greets our untimely guest. I peer over the couch as she leads him in, not bad. His head almost reaches the doorframe, close to 6’8 tall! Must be some kind of athlete, especially with that build. So many muscles to ogle under his thin shirt and tight pants. My eyes linger at his groin, his stiff shaft is visible pressing along his leg, at least a _foot long_. His buzz cut and stubble doesn’t really do it for me, but those brown eyes and his stern take what I want expression matched with his other physical attributes, plus the previous foreplay and possibly the effects of my succubi-genie have me drooling, and knocking at the doors of an epic orgasm.
My genie led him over to the couch, stopping him a couple of feet from my head. She takes her place behind him, gets on her toes and puts her lips to his neck. One of her practiced hands wraps around his front and slides under his shirt, pulling it up. The other stretches to push his pants down, but due to his considerable size only manages to drop them a few inches. He turns his head and kisses her as his shirt hits the floor behind the couch. I roll over, and help lower his pants. My jaw drops and eyebrows rise as his massive length comes into view. It’s __fourteen__ inches of solid manmeat, one thick vein running along its length, others helping add to the already impressive girth. When the head sprung forth his member stood firmly, just inches from my face. It was about the size of a pear, and similar in shape. I couldn’t do much more than lay there, wide eyed and slack jawed.
My genie broke her kiss, and the silence, and asked, _just gonna stare at it_? I tore my gaze away from this colossal thing in my face and hazarded a glance up at her, smiled nervously, and opened my mouth as I’d expect I should when preparing to take a cock this big. Suddenly the biggest cock I’ve ever seen attached to a human body lurches towards me, stretching my lips, passing through and filling my mouth. I put a hand on the armrest, the other this man’s hip to support the progress of this meat stick. He presses into me, and I press into him, but there’s some resistance. My genie lifts my skirt and slaps my ass, and with a slight ‘pop’ the fleshy rod pushes the rest of the way down my throat, my nose burying itself in the man’s groin.
My orgasm strikes, body convulsing violently as waves of pleasure consume me. My legs tremble, and my genie digs her fingers into my gushing pussy, and grasps at my bikini clad breast. The thumb of her hand working my pussy prods at my ass, testing it’s tightness. She pulls her fingers from my wet pussy as my climax subsides and slaps my ass with her drenched hand, drawing a muffled moan out of me around the cock. She then climbs up and mounts me sitting on my round ass, unclasping my bikini, letting my breasts fall free.
The guy places his hands on either side of my head and begins pulling his cock out. Slowly, inch by inch the meat slides out of my throat. When the only part filling me is the head he plunges back in, all the way to his swaying balls. He pulls back out then right back in again, his large balls slapping my chin. My genie leans forward and starts massaging my breasts, pinching my nipples between her fingers. The cock pulls out, and as it thrusts back forward my genie reaches back, slapping my ass. Another orgasm ripples across my body, the hand gripping the man’s firm butt leaving to find purchase at the couch cushions, my grip on the arm rest tightening. My genie laid on my back, wrapping her legs around mine, her chest flat on my back. Her hand expertly toying with my pulsing pussy, maximizing yet another climax. Her other hand cups my bulging throat as the meaty shaft withdrawals and surges forward again and again, repeatedly besieging my throat.
His hands have moved to my hair as his pace increased, the scent of sweat heavier as this activity continues. Sweat? I’m smelling sweat? Actually able to breathe around this insanely large thing invading my body? I’m able to think a little more clearly as my most recent orgasm subsides, my senses returning, somewhat… for now.
The genie tickled my neck lightly, and began planting soft kisses on my back. Short, quick thrusts in my throat suggest this cock is about ready to blow. The thought is exhilarating! Gentle movements alert me to the continued presence of my genie’s fingers buried in my still dripping pussy. My orgasm begins to build, the cock thrusting wildly in my throat. Each push as deep as it’ll go, each pull sporadic and uneven. The genie appears to be jerking it off through my neck. My hand leaves the couch cushion, grasping at the thrusting hip of the man at my face. My contact sends him over, he presses fully in. His girthy manhood expands slightly as it pulses warm seed through my lips, along my tongue, down my throat, and directly into my stomach.
The sensation of a powerfully throbbing cock embedded in my throat matched with my genie playing with my body sends me cascading over the end of my own orgasm, yet again. Her legs around mine keep me propped up as my legs shake and give out, my pussy constricts around her buried fingers as she sends them deeper, using her thumb to drive me wild by circling my clit. My body spasms, and would have slumped if not for the rod down my throat.
Finally my last climax subsides, and the spent cock slides from my throat. My genie stands at the side of the couch, guiding it out, pinching it lightly to drain any remaining semen out of it, right into my waiting mouth. I can’t help but suck at it as the head passes by, wanting another to take its place. Wanting to know what it would be like to have one at both ends, or in all three holes at once. Wondering how many I could really take in a row… Looking up at my genie, meeting my eyes, I knew she was on that _exact_ train of thought.
I knew what I needed, my constant surroundings and ever present reminder of my financial situation, effectively drowning in debt from lack of consistent employment, continuous research and travel in my search. I had banked everything on this, and now I was _wasting it all on pleasure! _I lay back on the couch, an arm across my eyes in disappointment and shame, unaware of the actions of the others still physically present in my small dwelling.
A throaty groan nearly drowned out by what sounded like a diva warming up was coming from my bed. I glanced over and any thoughts formulating about the perfect financial wish with no repercussions vanished. The guy was entering into round two, laying on his back as my genie impaled herself on his impressive length. She was halfway there, legs folded under herself and easing down steadily. Her juices were leaking down his shaft as she went, soaking his balls in her sweet nectar. Drool pooled in my mouth before leaking past my lips, and I was beyond tempted to place myself between them, lapping at the deliciousness his cock was drilling out of her. My hand subconsciously found its way between my own legs and began working vigorously.
With a sharp moan from my genie, she sat completely on the man’s lap. Without any time to get used to the new object inside her she began gyrating her hips in a circle motion around his. It looked like she was performing a provocative belly dance with him fully inside her! She suddenly pulled up, allowing half of the cock to slide out of her, and then slammed back down, dancing again. The man’s face is twisted in absolute pleasure as she massages every inch of his length inside her warm, wet pussy. She places a hand on his chest and slides her nails down to his stomach leaving faint trails as she rides his manhood up and then right back down again. His arms are laying on my bed, not much he can do but be ridden by this beautifully mystical woman as she leans down and kisses at his neck. She bobbs her ass while kissing, riding his dick deep and hard.
I pull myself off the couch and stumble over to where they lay entwined on my bed. The smell of their sex is absolutely intoxicating, and I’m lost in desire. I get onto the bed, and my genie looks over at me, her Jade eyes burning into mine. I lay my hand, still wet with my own juices on her bouncing ass, and her expression contorts as blissful agony consumes her. My genie orgasms around this massive cock, looking into my eyes, with my hand on her ass, and it’s the most beautiful thing I have ever witnessed. Her head whips forward and she cuddles tightly to the man inside her. Her body tenses, the green glitter barely noticeable throughout her naked body begins glimmering, her pussy suckles at the penis embedded in it, and she moans so heavenly it is the only sound I ever want to hear again. I slide my slick hand to the middle of her ass, and steadily slide my middle finger into her. Her moan grows, one hand gripping my thigh. I instantly feel every sensation of pleasure she’s experiencing in that moment, and collapse on top of the two of them.
The powerful orgasm shakes me intensely, eyes rolling to the back of my head, tongue sliding out of my mouth. The shadow cock fills me completely as my pussy constricts around it, instantly as fully aroused as possible and cuming. I hadn’t noticed the pulsing of the large cock in my genie, but I can certainly feel it as the ghost sensation of it fills me up, my convulsing walls milking it for every last drop. The finger in my ass (my finger, genie’s ass?) wriggles absently making me shake wildly on top of the other two sharing my bed. They giggle the way two people recovering from orgasm would at something, as I lay uncontrollably spasming on them, breasts flailing, a finger still buried in my genie. The guy still rooted in my genie’s other hole as the last rope of hot seed searches for its way into the most amazing hole his cock has ever been buried in.
When we finished, and collected ourselves, and maybe had another adventure in the shower (story for another time) the genie and I sat on the couch and got to talking. Something we really should have done in the beginning. _Before_ wish number one. The guy had eaten and was sleeping in my bed, what can I say, it was the best sex I’ve ever had. Can’t just kick him out after a few hours, can I?
For simplicity I’ll be M in this conversation, the genie will be G, then you’ll know how this whole thing works. Or at least my understanding of it, and why I made the last wish that I made.
M: Ok, we should probably talk.
G: _Talk? That’s not really my strong suit, but I can give it a whir_l *seductive voice.
M *Strong urges rising: Not what I mean, I want to talk about the kind of genie you are, and the issues my wishes with you can have. I have only one wish left?
G: _Oh. Yes, generally that’s the case. One genie, three wishes. I’m a succubi-genie, meaning all wishes will have some level of sexual repercussion. There are other types in the universe, with other, far nastier consequences, but mine typically involve personal beauty or orgasms._
M: What do you mean ‘generally that’s the case’?
G: _You’ll have to make wish number three and find out._
M: What happens if I wish you free?
G *absentmindedly rubbing at her jeweled bracers:_ I don’t know, no one has done that as far as I know. Not in real life, anyway. Just in fairytales._
M: Could I make another wish, then just rub your lamp again and start wishing again?
G: _Where is my lamp?_
M *looking around: I don’t really know, but I’m sure it’s around here somewhere.
G: _It got a bit shinier with your first wish, but turned into more jewelry on my body after your second. With your third it will appear somewhere else entirely, for someone else to find. It’s sweet of you to want my freedom, but it’s not really meant to be. Can you imagine a powerful being like me completely unrestricted?_
M: You seem nice enough.
G: _Because the enchanted bracers make me. If not for them, who knows. Total enslavement of your ____scrumptious____ kind?_
M *biting my lip: That doesn’t seem so bad, from my experience with you…
G: _You don’t really want that, it’s just the pheromones talking._
M: Ok, so wish three is the final wish?
G: _Yes, probably._
M: Isn’t it always?
G: _No._
M: No?
G: _Not always._
M: And what are the limits on my new body?
G: _Sexually? Not many. You can handle a penis of any size without injury, but you may feel discomfort. You’ll never tire from sexual activity, as long as you’re engaging in sex you won’t be hungry, thirsty, or require sleep. An orgasm from your partner will nourish, your own will obviously relax. Your orgasms will also never cause you any physical discomfort or harm, and you’ll be guaranteed to experience at least one per sexual encounter regardless of genital stimulation._
M – _maddeningly aroused_: All that from wanting to be young again?
G: _No, most of that was in wish two. You kinda gave me free reign there._
M: So, this feeling will basically never go away?
G: _You could wish it away…_
M: I could, or I could go for the money I’ve been needing, or I could wish for a never ending supply of cock at least as big as the one sleeping on my bed!
I was frustrated. I was met with another mess to undo in a sea of problems, and the trigger word slipped. Would the genie do it? Would she flood me in giant man meat? Looking across the couch at her, the gentle smile on her face as she reached out and took me by the hands I had my answer.
_I know you didn’t really mean to say that, but I’m bound_, she said, gesturing to her bracers as they grew more ornate right before my eyes. Green smoke poured out of them while the room became brighter. My vision blurred once more, uncertain thoughts of my future filling my head before everything faded.
When I woke up the familiar face of the well endowed man from before greeted me. I was in a new room, well lit and furnished, laying on a king size bed with Egyptian cotton sheets enveloping my nakedness. He was laying next to me, and once he realized I was awake he reached over and caressed my cheek. A familiar wetness instantly prepared the opening between my legs for the wish I vaguely recalled, but a quick scan of the room couldn’t find the genie.
A large room, easily four times the size of my apartment, with the white sheeted bed we were on, marbled floors throughout, pillars from the floor to the vaulted ceilings, a hot tub in one corner with gold railings around it, a large – glass encased shower near another corner, white chairs and lounge couch at the last. One large door reaching from the floor to the ceiling, adorned with ornate green carvings on either side. There seemed to be quite a bit of open area for more furniture in this large room.
The man sharing my new bed pulled my attention back to him with a kiss, rolling his body to mine. Something beneath the sheets rubbed my knee, warm and weighty. I kiss him back and grip his shaft. It rewards the touch with a strong throb. He gropes my breasts in his muscular hands, fondling me tenderly as I toy with his rod. I spread my legs, feeling him trace a hand from one of my breasts down my chest, tickling the tight skin around my navel, and nearing my eager pussy. His mouth leaves mine, seeking out the tender area north of my collar bone. He licks and nibbles softly just before his fingers reach my pink folds. His body is positioned above mine, and somewhere through the fog of desire I hear a door open.
The man over me allows his formidable shaft to drag at my leg while the thick fingers of his right hand enter easily through my well lubricated pussy. His nibble below my ear and pinch at my nipple are almost enough to send me skyrocketing into my first orgasm of the day as my head leans back, eyes shut tight. My toes clench, legs squirming in pleasure as another joins in. My eyes open as a large, half erect penis is unceremoniously slapped down lengthwise on my face, angled towards the rest of my body.
The length of it, and prospect of taking _two monstrous cocks_ added to the physical stimulation pushes me to climax. My pussy clamps around the now familiar man’s probing fingers, encouraging him to curl his buried digits upward and increase his assaults elsewhere. His nibble at my neck turned to sucking, his light pinching became firm groping and nipple twisting. It was as if he knew _exactly_ how to work my body! With my body convulsed, head arched back, the other man struck. He gripped my head in one hand, and guided his cock in with the other. The head slid in easier, suggesting a smaller size than the other, but as he kept pushing forward I could tell his length was somehow even greater. He slides inch after glorious inch into my throat, never pulling out. _How does he have so much?_ I think, another orgasm beginning to build just as the last had subsided.
The smaller girth of this cock allows me to move my tongue more freely. I lick at the shaft sliding through my mouth as it glides into my throat, exploring the texture. Not as many pronounced veins, but the fleshy taste is more pleasant. After what seemed like ages the new guy bottoms out, his large testicles resting on my face. If I had to guess, based on how much man meat was buried in me, I’d say he was close to ___seventeen inches long___! My eyes bulge at the thought as the more familiar guy has his own already pressing at the dripping wetness between my spread legs. The man at my face holds my head with one hand, my exposed and bulging throat with his other as he pulls back, retracting his long cock from the depth of my throat by a foot and sends it right back, slapping me in the forehead with his sizable balls.
As soon as he is buried fully once again the other opens me up with his girthy manhood and begins his lengthy entry. He rubs at my clit with the thumb of one hand, massaging a breast firmly with another. Electricity surges through my body at being penetrated on both ends, my legs lock around the man steadily entering me, causing him to dive in the rest of the way in one motion. My back arches, arms flailing about wildly, fluids gushing around the thickness plugging my pink folds. I moan loudly around the shaft digging into my throat as it continues plunging away at my face, the man holding my face steady as he carries away through my climax. The man between my legs holds my hips tightly as he tries to withhold his own orgasm throughout mine. Hands at my breasts drive my orgasm higher, others scratching at my legs make me wild.
As my orgasm subsides the man working my face drives deep and stays fully embedded, his cock growing slightly as it begins to pulse hot, potent seed from the avocado sized testicles resting against my face straight down my gullet. The man at my hips holds my hips tightly, pounding away by mere inches. Simply retracting a three or four inches and diving back in, then grinds his groin against mine. When the guy pulled his spent cock from my throat, having to fight the resistance of my own suction, I finally got another view of the room.
There were nine more well hung, fully erect men standing around the bed, not counting the one between my legs. Two of them were already on the bed, another one was climbing up. Five more were in the hot tub, another one in the shower, and four others talking at the furniture in the other corner. Another one walked through the door, disrobing as he entered. I looked all around at the naked men gathered for the sole purpose of fucking me, with awe. They were all in the range of six to seven feet tall, muscular build, and each had erections that looked capable of satisfying horses. My heartbeat quickened, and I moaned uncertainly as the man between my legs hoisted me up to change our position. He lays back with me on top of him, my face directly in front of a new throbbing cock.
This new one is easily twelve inches long, and looks veiny as if it were drugged up. The bulbous head didn’t look like it was going to be able to make it past my lips, let alone down my throat. I lick my lips for added lubricant, and with apprehension, grasp this new shaft, and lick at the head. Licking away at the member at my face, and upwards thrusting into me, I don’t notice the shifting weight behind me. Someone steadies himself on the bed behind me, grips my luscious ass and pulls it apart gently, further exposing my tightest hole. He licks his finger and smears spit around, sliding his digit inside to loosen me up a bit before the encounter to come. I look back in surprise, but the man at my face grabs my head and sends his cock into my mouth, delving past my lips and filling my mouth completely full with his meat. He holds my head steady as his cock progresses down my throat, having to position himself above me and angle it just right.
The man behind me presses his cock against my tightness and strains to break through. My ass opens up reluctantly, inviting a third cock inside my body simultaneously. There is discomfort, but not necessarily the pain I’d expect from my first anal experience. I reach back to feel this new intruder, wrapping my hand around it. My fingers barely meet around its girth, the cock sliding into me through my hand. I pull my hand back forward and place it on the chest of the man under me, digging my nails into his chest. To say I’ve never been so filled would be an understatement, and two of the cocks were _still pressing into me!_
The only man in a room of strangers with whom I had any familiarity pressed hard and deep into me forcefully, his impressive meat pulsing noticeably against my wet walls as it unleashed a torrent of cum. As the first hot rope of his climax was released into my body my own began again, and I part moaned, part screamed around the intruding shaft as it dove the rest of the way down my throat in one swift motion. My ass tightened with my spasming pussy, making progress difficult for the man behind me, but he soldiered on, inch by inch. He slapped both cheeks firmly, enjoying the bounce of my ass while the rest of my body shook under the effects of a powerful shared orgasm. He put one hand at the curve in my back, slapping my ass again, continuing to sink his thickness deeper into my protesting hole. My pussy constricted tightly around the cock pulsating within, seemingly sucking every last potent drop out of the veiny rod.
Pregnancy crossed my mind, as I hadn’t taken any birth control in years, or tracked any kind of cycle since menopause. I wonder if I should be worried about pregnancy, or STDs. Possibly a strange time to have this lucid moment, or thought, sandwiched between three throbbing cocks, one filling me with its payload, the other two working up to it. Another 19 ready and waiting for their chance, however many more to come through the door. Not that I’d ever be leaving, what was my wish? Endless supply? Never ending? Something to that effect? What exactly is in store for me? Where does my story end? _Does it_?
My mind snaps back to my twisted reality as my current orgasm increases with the familiar man pulling his cock out of my pink valley, leaving me with a certain sense of emptiness. My body convulses and spasms at the sensation of the largeness slipping out of me, gliding against my clit as it exits, and I find myself elevated from the bed, spit-roasted by two massive cocks at the throat and ass. The man at my ass uses this situation to press firmly the rest of the way in while the man on the bed rolls off, replaced by someone unfamiliar, yet just as big. His member isn’t as veiny, but has more girth to it somehow. I drool around the cock pushing my mouth to it’s limits as my body is lowered back down, the new man on the bed holding one of my hips in his right hand, guiding the thick tip of his cock into my gaping opening with the other. He slides easily inside, his progress lubricated by juices from two separate people.
My knees find the cotton sheets again, and I find myself fully impaled by three truly massive erections. They all begin working in and out of their respective holes in unison, the man at my face running his hands expertly through my hair, the man under me cupping my breasts and sucking at a nipple, and the man behind me slapping my ass as they go. Other hands reach out caressing, groping, and scratching parts of my body. A thigh grasp here, nipple pinch there, even a bold hand rubbing my sensitive bud. I start cuming and don’t stop until I feel all three of the men inside of me flood my body with their fluid. That sensation increases my climax to maddening heights, and I’m lost to the sensations. I go limp as pulsing cocks continue painting my insides white, filling me to the brim.
The man at my face is the first to pull out, met with no resistance. The one at my ass pulls out next, slowly removing his size from my tightest entrance. His cock emerges with a slight ‘pop,’ followed by a slow trickle of cum. The man under me stays inside, still pulsing lightly as I collapse on top of him. He rolls me over, laying me on the soft mattress and pulls his softening cock out of my spasming pussy. It comes out fully, spreading my labia as the head emerges. My body convulses despite my unconscious state, and he holds himself over me. Some semen leaks out, but most stays inside my battered folds.
Lightweight, he says as he climbs off the bed, pulling a sheet over my naked body, glistening in a light layer of sweat. Won’t be long before she wakes up, rejuvenated and ready for even more. We better get ready boys!
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u3hdkw/misguided_wish_geniemagicffmfmmmmm
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