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Blue Djinn, Succubii Sisters, and a Genie Named Je	By : krellscholar Category: S through Z > X-Files Views: 3116 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Blue Djinn, Succubii Sisters, and a Genie Named Je
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This is a parody of television sitcoms and anime, and all rights and credit should go to the worthy creators of these stories and characters. Regardless of the descriptions and characterizations, as well as any willful violations of logic or rationalization, none of the characters were ever intended to represent anyone under eighteen years of age.
I hope all enjoy this but be aware it is hardly PC! You will never see this during a Super Bowl Half-time show!

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The Blue Djinn, Succubii Sisters, and a Genie named Jeannie

The huge, blue skinned man’s massive bulk reclined into expansive luxurious cushions, his entire concentration focused upon the drapery hanging within the only doorway leading into the pillared, sun drenched bedroom. He wore a single item of clothing; a baggy pair of semitransparent silken pants; while his feet were equipped with but a simple pair of sandals. Sandals that were woven from 24 caret gold thread. His leviathan blue skinned chest and matching skull were naked and completely hairless.

And he was massive: Inches above seven foot tall, his bulk would be estimated by most trainers to be in excess of three hundred and fifty pounds. They would be correct on their estimate of weight, but wrong if they attributed most to fat. While he definite was smoothed and rounded about the trunk and arms by a generally unacceptably thick layer of fat under the skin, most of what lay under that was muscle, quite inhumanly well developed muscle.

This blue ‘man’ was as powerful physically as he was in the more occult areas of his life. His arms, bulging with fat overlaying even more bulky muscle, were nearly twice the width of a ‘typical’ Olympic weight lifter’s. His belly, while bulging and smoothed by a not insubstantial layer of fat, nonetheless betrayed the location of sheets of ridged muscle underneath.

Around him the room was even more incongruously and extravagantly expansive than his physique. Running hundreds of feet in each compass direction, it required scores of pillars running in paired, perpendicular rows North to South and East to West, precisely, to support the room’s extravagantly towering forty foot high ceiling. To admit air and light, for there was no artificial lighting save hanging oil burning lamps, the roof was regularly broken by wide rectangular slits to admit air and sunlight and to remove smoke.

Foot thick cushions the size of queen sized mattresses and four meter long raised couches were scattered in no particular order over the seemingly boundless square footage of marble forming the highly polished floor.

Abruptly, and to the blue man’s obvious delight, the curtains blocking the doorway parted to admit two females…lusciously naked bipedal females.

The bulk of the Blue Man sat upright with remarkable dexterity and speed as they passed through into his bedroom. “Ah, my dear, long departed but never long forgotten friends, the Succubii Sisters, Ashtoreth and Astarte! It has been so long since we last…talked! You are most welcome, again, to my humble abode! I am so pleased with the promptness of your response to my…request!” The genuine smile during his welcome to the ravishing women now turned into a distinctly perfunctory, definitely strained, tight lipped smile. “Have you heard any news of my…long-lost wife, Jeannie?”

With his first words the two Succubii immediately turned their faces towards the massive blue bulk sprawled wide legged across the cushions, slowing their strides when they recognized him. Even though both continued to smile, they now betrayed on their clearly forced, ‘happy-to-see-you’ smiling faces real…fear.

They were gloriously naked, as was the natural habit for Succubii as well as what was expected…no, demanded, by the Blue Djinn of all his female visitors when he was ‘entertaining’ in his bedroom. The beauty of the immortal Succubii Sisters was legendary, quite capable of driving mere mortals, either male or female, into an irresistible and permanent madness of obsessive lust. Their attractiveness was little more reduced, as well, in…’distracting’ immortal Djinns, and even Gods, from the pleasure and ‘love’ of their concubines, wives, Queens, and even other Goddesses.

Which was one prime reason they were always cautious towards responding too readily to the invitations from or in the presence of, other immortals. Which was why the Blue Djinn had been waiting seemingly decades, though it was only about a month, for their response to his eager and persistent invitation.

There was a price on their heads, offered and raised many times over, from the too many to count jilted or envious Goddesses that they had been involved in the ‘mistreatment’ of in the past. Goddesses where the ultimate arbiter of revenge!

The two Succubii looked nearly identical. Tall, over six foot each, their frames were powerful and muscular without looking musclebound. But, even without their athletically superstar bodies, their feminine attributes were prodigious. Their hair, straight and nearly down to their bulging buttocks, was red now, the Blue Djinn noticed, Ashtoreth’s a little more strawberry blond than Astarte’s flaming red. Their skin was Mediterranean bronzed, all over bronzed with no ‘tanning lines’ whatsoever. Inhumanly wide almond shaped eyes, almost catlike, housed brilliantly green, hypnotically enticing pupils while below their very un-Mediterranean like smallish noses wide, narrow lipped mouths with naturally deep crimsoned lips with upturned corners seemed to perpetually smile at whomever had the good fortune and bad luck to face their merciless beauty.

They had long ago, about the time of Sargon II actually, given up on feeding on the blood of their human victims, instead adapting to the much more profitable, and pleasant, feeding on the energy released by both their mortal and immortal victims when driven into orgasm by their irresistible charms. They would never run out of feedings now, not with the hundreds of bored, perpetually horny Gods and Goddesses out there!

Beneath broad shoulders jutted breasts to challenge Aphrodite. Actually Aphrodite got her breasts from them, the Blue Djinn believed. They were faultless cones of feminine flesh, jutting far out from wide, full bases to peak in broad, puffy, fiery red nipples.

A smoothly flat belly followed, marred by a single deep depression that was their token navel. Having never been born of woman, they really had no need for a navel. But they had long ago found that a unblemished belly gave away their inhuman origins. Sometimes humans became a bit…paranoid about strangers who could manipulate magic. There had been times when humans had not been so…susceptible to the Sisters’ sexual weapons.

Flaring hips next welcomed the eye of the leering, doomed victim, perfect landing pads for conjugally obsessed male victims. Their bellies ended in dramatically jutting sex mounds quite capable of crushing a woman’s, or girl’s, clitoris into screaming, convulsing defeat beneath them. They were naturally bald below, and their tight nether lips were only marred by inch long clits poking out between permanently moist, flaming red labia.

Their legs, needless to say, were athletic and long, easily capable of running down any victim to subsequently hold them down helplessly between them.

For the Succubus’ pitiless use.

And they were pitiless when they were on the trail of a victim. The doom they brought to men or women, humans or divine, was delicious, yes, irresistible, naturally, but also definitely merciless! Once a victim was trapped, in their grasp, no one escaped…unless they chose to let them escape!

In nearly five thousand years they had long lost track of how many victims, even the divine ones, they had ‘fed’ on. They could count how many had escaped them on the fingers of one hand.

They had all been humans and eventually would be called ‘Hero’ by their societies.

Yet, the Blue Djinn terrified the Succubii Sisters!

“Forgive us, Oh Mighty Djinn!” Ashtoreth began when she saw the up to now patient Blue Djinn frown slightly. Bowing low and noticing his eyes following her breasts as she bent, the wily Succubus deliberately made her firm, full boobs tightly sway side to side before him. She remembered, from the last time they had faced him, how much he liked that! “We have sad tidings. Your…’wife’…has been found and…released…”

“What?!” he bellowed in a pillar shaking voice that blew their long, fine hair back behind them. “How? When? Are you certain?”

Ashtoreth, still bent over but now looking up over her forehead at the Djinn, nodded. Both of them saw the arm thick tube shift under his loose pants when he had roared. It had sent chills up both their smooth, perfectly straight spines. “Yes, my Djinn! A…a…’astronaut’, he is called, by the name of Nelson, Anthony of Nelson, found her bottle…”

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Tony Nelson was in trouble. Big trouble! In the biggest trouble of his life, he swore.

The problem wasn’t technical, nor very life threatening…at least not yet! It was that he didn’t know how to get out of it, or even if he wanted to! His training gave him not the slightest clue as to what to do, nor did his life experience prepare him for the problem!

The trouble didn’t involve his flying…at least not directly. He wasn’t in his worse flying nightmare: An inverted spin, his aircraft upside down and dropping like a rock while rotating around an axis that went right through his cockpit.

Oh no, nothing as simple as that!

It had nothing, directly, to do with his life long dream of being an Astronaut. It had nothing to do with even the worse disasters NASA and the USAF had trained him to deal with: Like watching part of his heat shield, red hot and shredding, fly past his only port in his Mercury capsule as he reentered Earth’s atmosphere at 7,000+mph!

No, nothing as low key as that!

No, he was just laying flat on his back, in his own bed in his own bedroom in Florida, watching a mythological genie, who he still didn’t want to believe actually existed, and who looked like a sinfully well built sixteen year old, squat down wildly upon his ‘enhanced’ and furiously erect cock!

She was on her flat feet, planted alongside his naked hips, with her open hands planted on his mattress alongside his shoulders. Her wide, full hips, packed in back with meaty, bulging yet smoothly firm buttocks and equipped in front with a jutting mons veneris coated with a very nearly invisible patch of short and shiny yellow-blond fluff, repeatedly flew up and down over his cock, a cock over 50% longer and thicker than he remembered it two days ago when he ‘met’ this gorgeous, and terrifying, creature. Her pussy, seemingly stretched to its limit in swallowing his throbbing pole, was tighter in its cock grip upon him than any virgin he had ever enjoyed.

Tighter than any girl had the right to be!

Downright unfairly gripping and snug around his now wildly jerking meat!

Eyes transfixed upon the teenaged firm pair of perfectly conical tits tightly jerking forwards and backwards over his pleasure grimaced face, he intentionally recalled their first meeting.

Then he recalled the emergency reentry, the 15+ G’s the reentry put upon him, the violent thrashing of the capsule just before the ‘chutes opened, the impressive smack into the ocean that crippled his radio…

Mostly he remembered the unpleasant parts.

Deliberately he recalled the distressing events.

His concentration on the life threatening details were mainly to keep him from cuming too soon into that delightfully, and most competently, sucking pussy bouncing upon him!

His capsule, except for the radios, was made of stern stuff, he gratefully recalled. It didn’t sink, it didn’t break up, and it hadn’t burned up in the overly steep reentry. Furthermore, as if some Saint or God/Goddess of Astronauts was watching over him and trying to even the odds for the royal screw up in the ground computers that forced him to reenter two days too early, not to mention half a world away from where he was supposed to touch down, he came down just off the beach of a tiny island in the Northern Persian Gulf.

It was a tiny speck on anyone’s map. Worse for Tony, it was an insignificant speck. Some seventy miles from the nearest sizable real estate, he was told later, it looked lost in the middle of an endless sea to Tony when his capsule ground on the beach and he finally was able to blow the hatch and climb out.

Without so much as wetting his boots.

About time something went right for him!

It was a pretty little island, he had to admit, looking around: tall, wavy palm trees surrounded by a Club Med quality, couple hundred foot wide, bright white sand beach.

Trouble was, he could see the beach on the OTHER side of the island through those forty or so palm trees!

And, without his primary radios, now junk in his capsule, with his emergency beacon reaching no more than twenty miles or so, he was really…

Tony, my boy, you’re in deep Kimchee!

Well, with trees there is always the possibility of wood for a nice smokey fire. He began to struggle up the beach in his suit and flight boots. Got nothing better to do right now…

Then his good luck ended.

He saw the damned bottle some thirty feet down the beach!

It was a good eighteen inches high, maybe closer to two feet, laying with its base about half buried in the sand. The circular base was a good foot wide, but it tapered almost at once to a neck a little wider than a wine bottle’s. It was capped with a tight, pointed plug. The outside glazed surface was decorated with ornate white swirls and geometric figures set upon a dark blue, almost black, baked on finish.

Pulling it out of the sand he noticed that it was light…clearly empty. Damn! At least there could have been some five hundred year old wine in there! Least make his final days a little more…pleasant!

Then he began brushing off the accumulated sand…

After a few sand clearing strokes, without sound or warning, the plug abruptly popped off and a pink, thick smoke began jetting out. Startled, he dropped the smoking bottle to the sand, but not before he detected the perfume-like odor of the smoke.

Damned sexy perfumed odor…

Tony, my boy, you have been on this island too long, already!

Staring at the swirling, but strangely not dissipating, smoke, Tony’s jaw suddenly dropped when he made out a figure forming in the hovering cloud! As the seconds went by, and the smoke disappeared, but didn’t dissipate, the figure became more and more concrete before his gawking eyes.

Then, with the last of the smoke being drawn INTO the figure, he could see it…er, her, clearly.

It was definitely a ‘her’!

Only a couple-three inches shorter than him, she stood still facing him, returning his enraptured stare.

Except, unlike the open mouthed dumbness on his face, she was beaming the most…beautiful smile he had ever seen! She was a blond: bright, fine haired, yellow-blond. Her hair was long, and the back part was tied into a long, bouncy ponytail that ran down her, most bare, back like in a 1950’s Drive-in movie character. Her face was young, bright, wonderful for a man, any man, to look at! Her blue eyes sparkled and Tony refused to think about what he wanted to do with those luscious wet red lips…

So he looked down.

And nearly swallowed his tongue!

She looked to be wearing what Tony thought looked closest to a ‘harem’ costume. Only there wasn’t much to the costume! Worse, the costume had a sizable amount of girl flesh to cover/support! B cup going on C cup, Tony automatically estimated from one expert glance. Her top was bright red in color and little more than that! He’d seen bikini tops that covered more of their owner’s charms! The front plunged down to a thin strip of cloth that held two diminutive cups together in front…barely. The triangular cups themselves hardly covered the middle part of her breasts, around where her nipples should be. The near top half of her breasts were exposed and, worse, a big part of the wondrously round, smooth, and firm bottom curve of her charms were uncovered, also. In fact, only the few square inches around her nipples were actually not openly displayed!

The sudden wrench in his balls from so much teenaged (she had to be high school age!) boob flesh so blatantly exposed drove his eyes lower. Her belly, with acres of smooth flat flesh marred by a single, deep and dark navel, caught the breath in his throat. From some two inches above the lower edge of her breast curve, down to an inch, at most, above her pubic mound, was nothing…

But pure, innocent, smooth, sleek, healthy, apple pie, high school cheerleader young lady tummy…

Oh Lordy!

Her bottoms at least covered the rest of her, he though, continuing down.

Mostly!

Her pants (panties?) stretched across her hips inches below the flare of her hip bones. The back part of her costume was swallowed up by her asscrack, the top couple of inches not even covered. That butt cleavage had to be an equivalent Grand Canyon deep since it was planted between a pair of bulging bubble buttcheeks that would put any exotic pole dancer to shame! In front her sex mound could be clearly outlined, jutting out through her miniscule, skin tight, thong-like bottoms.

But which were also a matching red to her top.

Her exposed legs, buns, and hips were covered by diaphanous silken leggings down to her ankles. They covered every bit of her flesh without obscuring a single bit of flesh!

When he raised his leering eyes up to her face again, he saw a new look on her still brightly smiling face.

Hunger!

“Master?” she asked in the sweetest voice of a girl well on the way to becoming a woman. It made his all too masculine blood boil.

“Huh, well…” he tried to reply through a hormone constricted throat, “You know, I don’t want to criticize, but you’re kinda young to go around dressed like that…”

“Not for my Master!” she squealed and leaped at him with youthful exuberance! Wrapping her arms around his neck, she planted a man-enslaving, sweet sixteen kiss right on him!

Instantly Tony was rooted in place. He could do nothing! She was oh so sweet! Warm, smooth, soft in the right places and aggressively, demandingly unyielding in the others, he just knew if he touched any part of her he’d be lost…either in jail or obsessed with someone who would eventually put in him jail!

Her delicious lips drew out his lusty emotions relentlessly. She pressed herself firmly against him, her jutting tits mashed flat against his chest as he felt his cock lurch, bulging even his space suit. Then he finally gave in. The ‘better’ part of him crushed under her incredible sexual assault, he wrapped his arms around her svelte, firm, smooth and most naked back.

She moaned into his mouth, proclaiming her first victory over him.

He ran his hands over her lower back, tasting her incredible hot and firm flesh with suddenly famished fingers. When his hands naturally slid lower, eventually finding the upper bulges of her asscheeks and that deep, dark crack…

She broke the kiss, stepping back just enough to force his groping hands away from her butt crease. While Tony stood there, stoned from rampant runaway male lust and panting like a long distance runner, she reached down and pulled up the lower zipper of his suit! His nearly fully erect cock popped right out!

“Oh!” she cooed in utter teenybopper fascination, taking the liberty to grip his eight inch cock in her tiny, but surprisingly strong hand. “Oh, Master!” she literally squealed, her bright, shining eyes fixed on Tony’s jutting pride firmly in the grip of her teenaged hand, “You are so beautiful!” She pulled open further the bottom of his suit zipper with her other hand and his balls fell right out.

“Master?” she asked as she cupped his low hanging babymakers in her other hand, still not even looking at his panting, sweating face. “Would you mind if we…fucked?” Then she looked up at his stupefied countenance and added in her sweetest fuck puppy voice, “Please?”

His cock nearly jumped out of her clutches as Tony’s lust befuddled mind mentally jerked back into some semblance of reality. Panting even harder as the sweet thing began milking his balls in a most wicked manner, he gasped down at the back of her again cock gawking head, “Huh, what did you say?”

His recovering mind managed to remark to himself, “This baby is not new at this!”

She looked back up with that big, male devastating smile while most effectively stroking his now jerking cock. Her voice definitely had a husky component to it now, she was as eager as he, “It’s been so long, Master!…and you’re so beautiful… especially your…’manhood’! Oh, please, Master, don’t deny me! I’ll do whatever you want…anything you desire of me…just take me!”

Looking down at that pleading, schoolgirl face, while that ‘little girl’ started up an incredibly effective jackoff of his furiously stiff prick, Tony just couldn’t resist her! Jail or not, he had never been so hot, so out of control hot, in his life! Never had he been ASKED by the ‘sweet young thing’ to fuck! He had always been the one to ask, no BEG, for their charms!

Even his fiancé, Sandy, had made him beg, for three dates in a row even after agreeing to marry him, before she ‘rewarded’ him!

And never had he felt so ready to fuck! He had never before felt so prepared, so set, so damned randy! This baby made him feel that it was the most natural thing in the world for him to pork her! Everything felt just so natural, so right, so…even romantic: A deserted island, plenty of empty beach, warm and sunny, and a babe straight out of an Arabian Nights wet dream begging him to pin her!

And most of his rational faculties were long buried in lusts that had free reign now through him. Lusts that he really didn’t have that much to do with creating. He hadn’t even wanted to get laid until that smoke came out of that damned bottle…

But that damn little part of his conscience not subsumed in lust just kept nagging: Just one last thing to straighten out, first, then fuck the sweet baby.

Jailbait!

Around here, Tony old boy, they cut off the heads, or other, even more important parts, for ‘carnal knowledge’ of the underaged!

The fact that she wasn’t even ‘real’, that she had come from a bottle, no longer had impact on his sex magic intoxicated mind.

Her real age… As he asked, he oh so desperately hoped she would say eighteen! “How old are you, by the way?” he tried to ask nonchalantly as he shuddered and squirmed under her enraptured jackoff.

Jerking her head up at his question, her ecstatically pleased expression, however, didn’t change. “Oh, by your calendar, Master, I’m around two thousand years old…”

Tony thought her pulling on his prick was affecting his hearing. “What?! How old?”

“Two thousand or so. And I’m no longer married, so I’m not breaking any taboos. But, I’m afraid, Master, I am no longer a virgin!”

“But…but…two thousand? How long ago were you married? Is your husband dead? How?”

“We can talk about it later, after you take me, Master! Now, PLEASE don’t tease me anymore! I need you so much! NOW!” Then she pulled on his drooling prick. Turning away from him, she pulled him across the beach to a shaded spot under the nearest palm tree.

As they walked he could only stare at her grinding, rotating bubble butt. Each bun flipping up and down independently of the other buttock, their smooth movements as she walked were mesmerizing. It looked like those buns were set upon ball bearings, the way she walked!

In the shade she released his cock and then simply grabbed the tops of her tiny pants and pulled them and her leggings straight down to her ankles! She bent over while pulling them down, thrusting the most beautiful ass in the world right back at Tony’s wide eyed face!

As he drooled over her magnificent tail thrust out at him, Tony suddenly, but momentarily, had a bout of guilt, for no apparent reason remembering his own young babe, Sandy, back in Florida. He found himself asking, “What comments would she have right now?”

But all for naught, as Tony’s eyes nearly bugged out as the sweet thing stayed bent way over for a nerve rattling count, presenting her bulging buns to her ‘Master’!

And what a butt she presented! Two plump pillows, firm and round, jutted back at him. Her asscrack was DEEP. Even with her bent over, literally touching her toes, he couldn’t see her asshole, so far down that crack it lay. Under that crack he could see her pussy, a tight, intensely hot pink, shiny wet slit with short, but swollen, labia waiting to be parted.

At that moment, he had to admit, he had never seen female charms as…perfect as hers…ever!

Even the formerly virginal Sandy, he guiltily, hastily, and ruefully added.

As if deciding that she had given him enough enticement, she rose again, then turned to face him. He got a quick look at her bulging mound, barely making out the blond fleece that topped the very peak of her high rising pubis.

“Master?” she asked in that nut boiling voice of hers. She took his jumping prick in one hand, his low hanging balls in the other. “Would you mind terribly if I made a slight…alteration?”

“A what?” he mumbled, lost again in her smile, and her all too expert hand twisting cock milking. “Sure! Whatever you want…”

She nearly jumped for joy, releasing his genitals. Then she crossed her arms over those incredible tits, closed her eyes, and nodded briskly once.

“Boing!” sharply echoed out in the still air, making Tony jump. Then he felt the most exquisite heat fill his privates.

Looking down with the quick passage of heat through him, he nearly fainted! His cock and balls had…enlarged! His cock had to be nearly twice as long and fat as the minute before! Likewise his nuts were swollen the size of softballs!

She picked them up, as if admiring her skill. “I so much like them a little…bigger, don’t you, Master? And now you can…cum so much more! I can hardly wait to taste you! But first, I just gotta feel you inside me! PLEASE Master, fuck me like your bitch!”

Then she was turning around and dropping to her knees, pulling him down with her by her no nonsense grip on his arm thick, fourteen inch long cock!

With both of them on their knees, she dropped to her hands, lowered her head and raised her broad, round ass up to him. “Please! Master! Now!” she nearly screamed.

Never look a gift…girl in the ass! Tony told himself, somewhat clumsily taking his enlarged prick in hand. He pressed his swollen glans into her slightly parted, soaking wet girl slit, and the velvety moist heat of the girl nearly made him spurt right then and there!

Both of them moaned in unison as he pushed his cockhead into her gash.

Tony watched the ponytail swish back and forth across her back as its owner’s head tossed back and forth in opposite directions. Her hands were now fists, fists clutching sand frantically.

He began running his cockhead up and down her sloppy slit, bulling apart her beginning to loosen labia. He listened smugly as she cried and whimpered, begging for more.

Just like Sandy had done not three weeks before when she accepted him for the first time!

“Oh, Master!” she screamed in a mixture of tension and frustration. “Don’t tease me! I’m begging you!” She shoved her full butt back at him, catching his glans on the entrance to her pussy opening. She continued to drive back. “It’s been sooo long! Oh, I’ve been waiting for you, my Master, for two thousand years! Please don’t make me wait any longer!”

Sudden heat flared behind his eyes! All thoughts of jail, of Sandy, of anything else but mounting this baby instantly vanished! Without thought, without guilt, he gripped her by those fabulous teen hips. Then he drove himself forward, single-mindedly obsessed with one thing, bringing her bubblebutt against his hip bones!

The two thousand year old teenybopper howled like a banshee as his recently enlarged cock disappeared into her with a sloppy pop.

They had fucked for hours. He had never imagined that such delicious, ball draining sex could have went on for so long and been as good at the end as at the beginning. He had literally lost track of how many orgasms he had had, how many loads her wondrous belly had sucked out of him.

When they finally collapsed together under a palm tree, his flight watch told him that at least four hours had passed. Looking up into the bright blue sky, he thought that the sun hadn’t moved at all! Immediately looking back at his watch, he saw that four hours had mysteriously been given back!

Looking down at the beautiful creature laying naked in his arms, he saw her little smile of contentment broaden. Then she opened her eyes.

“Master, you wanted the time back, so I gave it to you.”

“What?! How? Why?”

She idyl reached down alongside her hip and began fondling his limp prick. It immediately began erecting, again!

Once his meat jerked for the first time in her hand, she looked up impishly at him. “I am a genie, Master! Your genie!”

“Genie? What is a Genie?”

“I am Jeannie, Master! J-E-A-N-N-I-E, the G-E-N-I-E, Master! I was born in 64 BC, by your calendar, near the site of ancient Babylon, which was as old at my birth as I am now. When I reached the age of marriage, which was fifteen in my day, I was accosted by a Djinn. The evil Blue Djinn. He was…is the Master of Sex Magic. He wanted me for his wife. One of a thousand wives in his harem! I would not…could not submit to that disgusting old man! I could not spend the rest of my life shut up in a harem, only used to satisfy his sexual needs!

“I was one of the very few women who had ever refused him, so he punished me by making me into an immortal minor Djinn, called a Genie. We not only never die, but we cannot age.”

“You are a Genie? That’s fantastic!”

“Master, that is how we hide from mortals! Our stories are too fantastic for wise men to believe, so we can hide in what is not known! The Blue Djinn wanted to make sure that no other man could enjoy me, so he imprisoned me in that bottle until a brave man could rescue me. I have been waiting two thousand years, for you!” She snuggled up to him and his erecting cock jumped in her hand.

“Oh Jeannie!” Tony moaned, starting to pant. “I can’t keep you! I’m engaged…”

“I do not care! After all, she is not with you now!” She smiled up at him, beating him harder. “What kind of fiancé is it that doesn’t accompany her husband to be on his adventures?”

“She couldn’t…I’m an Astronaut! Do you know what an Astronaut does?”

Jeannie shook her head.

So Tony took twenty minutes and explained NASA as best he could. He quickly realized that she had no inkling of what outer space was or that the night sky represented a radically different place than, say, the Persian Gulf.

She had a quite 1st Century BC vision of the world, as opposed to a Twentieth Century view, as had Tony.

“You can do magic? How?”

Jeannie just shook his enlarged, and rock hard, prick. “I do not know how it works, Master. It is a trait of Genies, that’s all. But it only works on what I know about.”

“Meaning you cannot blink me back into orbit.”

Jeannie nodded, which was terribly sexy move in its own right! “I do not know anything about ‘outer space’ or ‘space vehicles’, Master! I cannot move or change what I know nothing about! Tell me, Master, are Astronauts powerful men?”

“You mean in bed?” Tony grinned, jerking his throbbing cock in her slowly jacking hand.

“No, I know your power in bed, Master! I mean in your work, or position. Are you powerful?”

“I believe so. Very few people get the opportunity I get, to enter space.”

“That is good, Master!” She replied, a new expression on her face.

To Tony it looked like she was…thinking, scheming.

“But, right now, I’m not very powerful.” Tony added, looking around. “MY ground controllers do not know where I landed. No one probably picked my reentry, they were probably not looking in the right direction and I reentered too fast, anyway. I am afraid it will be weeks before anyone will think of looking for me here.”

Suddenly the Genie bent over and lapped the top of his cockhead with her hot, velvety tongue. A large drop of cum accumulating in the slit at the tip disappeared into her maw. Studying his refilling slit, she asked, “Master, what say you to a deal?”

“Deal?”

She kissed the tip of his prick. “What say you to a deal where I will get us rescued, today, in exchange for a favor for me!”

“What kind of ‘favor’?”

“You let me suck you off!”

‘What?” Tony grinned at her remark, getting used to her outrageous requests. Where did this angel come from? His cock jumped and an even bigger lump of precum appeared crowning the tip of his fourteen inch long sex spear.

“Please? Oh, Please?” she whined, climbing between his legs to kneel between his hastily spread thighs. Bending over down towards his throbbing prick, she continued her close to irritating whine, “It’s been so long! And you taste so good! I promise I’ll do it good! I’ll do it very good, and swallow every bit! Promise! Please, my Master?” she rattled on, dropping her head lower with each breathy sentence, until his cockhead plugging her open mouth silenced her.

“Jeannie…” Tony hissed, feeling the divine heat of her mouth engulf his fist sized glans. Damn, but did that feel good! “Oh, baby, I can’t say no!”

Then she hesitated, pulling off his cock about an inch. He no longer felt the velvet of her lips and tongue, just the searing heat of her panting breath. “One other thing, Master.”

Panting wildly, reaching out to clutch her brilliant yellow hair, Tony nearly roared, “What? Anything! Just don’t stop!”

“Take me with you!” she quickly said.

“What? They’ll see you! How!”

Raising her head higher, she rattled off a torrent of explanation, “In my bottle! You can smuggle it with your personal things! No one will suspect, not a heroic space traveler saved from one of NASA’s own blunders! Yadda! Yadda! Yadda!…”

Finally, after another minute of Jeannie’s blathering and prick beating, Tony broke, agreeing as much to shut her babbling mouth as to fill it with his throbbing prick. Grabbing her fiercely by her ponytail, he honestly roared, “Ok! Damn you! Anything! I’ll do anything you want but please, suck me! You have my permission to swallow all you can suck out of me! Service your Master!” Then he forced her smiling face back to his jumping cock.

Smoothly she engulfed him, gagging only once when his cockhead popped through the opening into her throat. He didn’t stop pulling her down until she had swallowed a good ten inches of him. Then, releasing his furious grip, retaining only a light hold upon her ponytail, he let her service him.

Immediately her head began bobbing, up and down, faster and faster. She suckled him in eight inch long plunges. Soon the sound of her gagging, slurping, sucking, forced swallowing seemed to echo over the island as she dedicatedly, eagerly worked on him.

She was fantastic! Wide eyed, Tony watched the cocksucker bob, her widely stretched lips and grossly distended throat a vacuuming delight, demanding that his next load pack his monstrously swollen cock to the brim. With each bob the burn from deep inside him rose a little bit further until he felt it in the root of his cock. Then the burn was in his shaft.

Then it reached the tip of his meat.

By this time Tony was out of it, gripping the girlish genie by both her ears and using that handhold to haul the cock stuffed, cock sucking head up and down his wildly jerking meat in foot long strokes of absolute male pleasure.

Jeannie didn’t so much as even to try to slow his manhandling of her, better yet stop him. Making only the most obscene and hot slurping and gagging noises as he fucked her throat, she let him use her. She suckled and ate him like a wild thing, demanding his latest load.

And she would soon get it! A white haze covered his sight, blurring her brilliant yellow-blond scalp in his vision as it flew up and down over his congested loins under the guidance of his fierce aural grip. All he could think now, if a man could be found guilty of thinking at all under the divine oral service of such a wondrous feminine creature, was getting off as deep down Jeannie’s throat as his prick would permit him!

His already ragged panting was breaking up, a sure sign to the dedicated cum sucker kneeling between his wide spread thighs that his end was on hand, when Tony heard something…

Only a tiny part of his otherwise cum-preoccupied mind noticed it. But, for the briefest moment he swore the airborne sound resembled…helicopter blades cutting through the air!

Helicopter blades? Rescue? Blow job?

Was it coincidence? Did she really rescue him because of how good his cock tastes? Or was the sound just his ears buzzing from all the blood pulsing in his oversized cock?

All these great, weighty questions would have to go forever unanswered for the wondrous little bitch just then grabbed his balls in both her hands and dug her nails in!

“AAAAAHHHHH!” screamed the mortally wounded Astronaut as the semantic burn turned terminal with the first convulsion of his perineal muscles. He instinctively released Jeannie’s head, gripping the sandy ground instead.

The cock swallowing genie stayed down, nursing hungrily on his jerking meat, giving her victim a last few seconds of fiery velvet friction from her throat to force him over the edge.

Then she retched, nice and loud, and two long ropes of yellow-white wadd spewed from her dilated nostrils. Even before her nasal cum jets calmed, a second wave, even more copious, gushed out from between her lips and the pulsating cock shaft. More and ever more wormy ballpudding erupted from under her lips as Tony, eyes closed in utmost male bliss, thumped his head back against the palm tree and helplessly, wondrously unloaded down the eager cocksucker’s throat.

Now, in his bed at home, Tony was feeling much the same as he had two days prior, approaching the point of spewing his wadd down Jeannie’s swallowing throat. Only now it was her stuffed, prick riding pussy begging for his load.

Arched over him on all fours, she seemed tireless in her rapid deep squatting, bouncing up and down relentlessly on his rigidly upright, dripping wet prick in foot long, flowing pussy juice assisted strokes. She hadn’t so much as broken out in a sweat, yet she was expending energy at a rate that would have crashed Olympic gymnasts!

He couldn’t explain it, recalling the past two days in a lightning quick montage, but no more than fifteen minutes after he first heard helicopter blades and then began erupting into Jeannie’s head, she had thoroughly sucked him dry and literally licked him clean. By then a Saudi helicopter was hovering just over the edge of the beach, over his beached capsule.

He had just rose to tuck his limp and saliva wet cock back into his suit when he saw the last of the pink smoke sink into the Jennie’s bottle, mysteriously but conveniently placed next to him.

Running out onto the beach, he directed the chopper to land near his capsule. Then he grabbed the bottle and made for the capsule.

Just as Jeannie had promised, putting her bottle into the small crew bag he carried for tools, cameras and other personal items, allowed him to take her with him.

The crew had no explanation as to why they were sent there other than they had received a radioed message by ‘some woman’ to go to this location for a rescue.

To add to the mystery no one, most surprisingly not even the NASA personnel at the Cape, bothered to even open his duffel over the next two days!

Good thing he wasn’t on a Moon shot!

That was downright unusual for NASA!

Maybe they didn’t want the extent of their screw-up to get out, so they hurried him through debriefing so he could get back to looking like a normal Air Force fly boy. Avoid attracting the attention of the News.

But, then again, maybe it was Jeannie’s magic…

If genies existed at all!

He almost laughed aloud under the luscious genie riding enthusiastically his impressively and, apparently, magically enlarged cock when he recalled how he had told himself, not hours before, that the entrancing vision of Jeannie he continued to recall from back on the island, on her knees in the brilliant white sand, grunting and snorting as she lapped up the leftovers of the huge tacky load of wadd he had just deposited all over her beautiful young face, was a hallucination caused by his hard landing!

Incredibly, just two days after her blow job and his rescue, he was back in his bachelor home. Then, when he dropped his pants in his bedroom to change, all thoughts of blaming hallucination vanished at what popped out of his shorts!

It would have looked more appropriate jutting out from between the hind legs of a horse!

He looked at his duffel bag, knowing that bottle was still inside, unopened. But his enlarged cock proved that someone…something…was inside that bottle, still!

Or he was seriously insane!

But then he saw the phone sitting alongside his bed, and a vision of sanity came rushing back to him.

Sandy!

If anyone could help him get a grip on things, it would be her! She was so level headed, together, real!

Immediately he picked up the phone and dialed his fiancé.

He tried to ignore the now drooling pole jutting out before him as the phone to Sandy’s dorm room rang. His cock was getting harder and hotter with every moment! But why?

He really didn’t feel very horny right then!

Sandy was an almost nineteen year old Freshman at the nearby Catholic all girls Academy of Perpetual and Most Holy Virginity. She was a true scholar-athlete, blessed with a quick and open mind packed in a soccer star’s heavenly body. They had been dating nearly the entire school year, and become engaged three months ago.

As the phone rang Tony noticed his balls beginning to heat up, his cock bobbing before him, and the first emotions fill him that he associated with building lust.

“That was more like it,” he thought, “thinking of Sandy makes you hot, not that…thing in the bottle!” Tony couldn’t help but smirk as he recalled how willingly she submitted her virginity to him the weekend after they announced their engagement! In the nearly six months of dating before the engagement he had barely gotten to first base. (A most impressive ‘first base’, nonetheless, he recalled. Almost as big and just as firm as Jeannie’s.)

He shook his head, immediately driving Jeannie’s ball heating vision on the beach from his mind’s eye.

But the very next weekend it was Sandy that literally dragged Tony to her dorm room to ‘break her in’!

What a stud, he strutted standing still in his shorts. Life was good!

He continued to smile smugly as he recalled her reaction after he had fully impaled her deliciously snug puss with his eight inches of cock…

Now he has close to twice that!

Tony’s eyes widened with the resulting question within his mind, “How was she going to react when she sees his cock now!”

“How am I going to explain it?” he silently added.

Then she answered, “Hello?”

“Huh, ahem!” he stammered a moment, sounding like someone making an obscene phone call. “Sandy, its Tony!”

Her voice lit up at once, “Oh, Tony, darling! How are you? You hurt? They wouldn’t tell me anything for three days now! What happened? Oh, I’ve missed you so!”

“It’s okay, Baby. Just a little…problem with the navigation computers,” he lied. “But I’m fine, just a little…tired…I’ll tell you all about it…” then the vision of the cocksucking genie popped once again into his head. Shaking his head removed the offending memory.

But why now?! Why when talking with Sandy?

Then he was back to the phone, “…someday! It was quite an…adventure!” He grimaced, momentarily visualizing his first attempt at explaining to Sandy, who had never so much as tasted his (or anyone’s) cock, the circumstances revolving around experiencing a gorgeous mythical Genie nursing you off under a hovering helicopter! He quickly decided to find a different explanation for his new dimensions.

“I want you, Tony!” Sandy came back, using this time that low, soft, oh so silky voice she had just acquired to use whenever she wanted him to try something with her new…new SEXUALLY!

His balls began to burn.

“Can I come over tonight? I’ve just got finished with practice and I’ve haven’t showered or changed. Still have on my practice shorts and t-shirt. Just my shorts and shirt!”

She let Tony shower with her once, a week after they first screwed. From his reaction with a soaking wet, lusciously naked teenager under his hands, she knew what effect offering another shower would have on him! He also ignored her little lie about not having changed. He knew better that she would have practiced without an athletic bra, not with the near “C” cup babyfeeders she packed!

But she was having the desired effect upon him! His stiff prong jumped in eagerness!

She was also learning how to be merciless! “You can do what you want to me…Anything…” That low, slow, silken almost whisper was maddening!

Tony gnawed on his lip, imagining Sandy on her knees in the sand choking on him!

This time he didn’t shake her vision out of his head.

But then he saw a small, most feminine hand with long, crimson nails appear from around his left hip. Smoothly and directly, the hand gripped the base of his throbbing cock! Tried to, that is, for it could hardly reach half way around his forearm thick shaft!

Staring, open mouthed, he saw the top of a head follow the cock grasping hand. The head had yellow-blond hair…tied in a long ponytail!

He quickly looked over his left shoulder in the direction of his duffel bag. It was open, contents spilt all about the chair he had placed it on! The scattered contents included Jeannie’s bottle, on the carpeted floor, on its side, the cork off!

Grimly turning back forward and looking down, he saw Jeannie looking up at him from her knees, her beautiful teen face beaming up at him from just below his drooling cockhead. Not saying a word, she just sent her cock gripping hand stroking up his shaft…once, and a tacky strand of precum slid greasily out his slit to hang a good half foot down from the tip of his glans.

The thick, coiled rope of babystuff almost touched her nose.

As he speechlessly gawked down, Jeannie’s other hand pulled open the fly in his shorts and his two softball sized nuts fell out. She breathed scalding hot air on them as they hung halfway down to his knees.

Now his balls really burned!

“Who is that?” Jeannie asked impishly, sticking out her tongue to snag the end of the cum rope. “Anybody I know?” she added, sucking the worm right out of his cock and into her mouth like it was a strand of pasta.

Tony closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, desperately fighting the moan rising in his constricted throat. All he could do was shake his head.

“Something wrong, Baby?” Sandy came through the phone.

With Sandy’s voice, Tony managed to regain some semblance of control and speech. “No…” he gasped through a dry throat. “I…just can’t baby! Too many…people around tonight!” He looked at the smirking genie as she opened her wet, pink mouth wide and, not without some difficulty, bent his roaring cock down towards it. “Too many…newspeople around! And, to tell the truth, I’m not in the best shape to see you…tonight!” he ended with a quite loud and sincere gasp.

“Are you all right? My roomy is a Nursing student, I can bring her over…”

“Oh, Baby!” Tony gasped as Jeannie lapped another growing strand of precum off his pulsing glans. The velvety heat of her wicked tongue nearly set him off! “I just need…some sleep and an…aspirin! S…S…Suck…banged my head on the beach…landing! Uh… How about tomorrow? At your place? No…body around there to…see us, right?” He desperately reached down and caught Jeannie on the forehead, right before she swallowed his cockhead.

God, he was so hot!

Jeannie effortlessly slapped his restricting hand away. Then she moved forward.

“Just Sister Mary Constance!” Sandy giggled happily. “But I’ll skip her class in the morning! Meet me around 8:30 outside the Gym, okay?”

“I can hardly wait!” Tony gasped, watching wide eyed as Jeannie engulfed his cockhead into her oral furnace. “Oh, I love you, Baby!” he nearly yelled. Turning his head away from the handset, he extended the phone as far from his mouth as his arm permitted so she couldn’t hear the irresistible moan of bliss that genie-mouth forced upon him.

From arm’s length he heard Sandy reply, “I love you too, you stud! I’ll see you tomorrow. Gotta go! Love, bye!” It was the first time she had ever called him a ‘stud’!

Then the cockhead gnawing genie yanked the handset from his hand and dropped it into its cradle.

She didn’t miss a single mind destroying draw upon his jumping prick while she hung up on Sandy.

Then she pulled off his purple, swollen glans with a syrupy pop. “Oh, Master, you taste good! I’ve missed eating you!” She hefted his tight balls. “Oh, lucky me I came along just now. Your balls are about to burst! You’d never make it to tomorrow morning, to destroy your precious, virginal Sandy with this monster I’ve given you, without busting a nut yourself! So, since you are in this predicament because of me, it’s up to me to relieve you of this…pressure!”

She popped him back into her maw and began noisily slurping on him.

Tony moaned pitifully and loud, his legs at first stiffening, but quickly then giving out. Legs going limp, he fell upon his back on his bed to helplessly and, admittedly, blissfully writhe under Jeannie’s eager and thorough blow job.

“You had better give me a nice big load, Master!” Jeannie added a moment later while diverting her oral administrations by a short soaking by tongue of his swollen eggs. “It’s been two whole days since I last serviced you! I am famished! Then I want you to fuck me again!” She admired his towering prick a moment, her hand flying up and down his saliva soaked, wildly jerking shaft in a blur. “You are just the right size!”

She dove back to her feeding on him.

Tony couldn’t believe how good that mouth felt! Even if he wanted to, he couldn’t even try to stop her, her cocksucking was that good! He could only look down at her with a stupid grin of pure male pleasure on his face, and fuck his magnificent dork into her plunging head while she milked his stuffed balls to mush.

Just two minutes later, when she had him on the raged edge of life threatening orgasm, she popped off him again. Maintaining the sexual tension by jacking his jerking pole, she looked him right in the eye. “You are my Master! And I do not share Masters with anyone, especially virginal schoolgirl bimbos! Never have…never will! Your Sandy must go!”

Then her precum and saliva soaked jacking hand turned into a blur over his shaft, making the Astronaut’s eyes widened and his head to arch back in wicked pleasure. “Either you get rid of her, or I WILL!” she added and, as Tony began to scream his first orgasm of the night (but certain not his last!), the genie engulfed his cockhead once again and began swallowing testicle pudding as quickly as she could.

*******************

“This cannot be!” roared the Blue Djinn. “She cannot be allowed to run loose!”

The two Succubii Sisters stepped back in the face of his tirade, their fearful eyes fixed on the huge tube arching under his silk pants.

“But M’Lord,” Ashtoreth finally spoke, bowing while doing so, “How can one woman cause you such anguish? You have many wives! What is so important…”

“She tasks me!” the Blue Djinn replied, with only slightly less volume. “She tasks me with her rejection of my…affections!” Then, with surprising agility, he jumped up to his feet and yanked down his pants.

Both Succubii hissed as one as a two foot tube of iron bar hard meat sprung up.

“She resisted me!” he said, smiling as he saw both Sister’s stare longingly at his divine organ. “Do you see now why I must have her back? Why I must subjugate her to my power?”

“OOOOHHH! Yes!” Astarte, one step behind Ashtoreth, moaned.

Ashtoreth, also gawking, winced with her sister’s hungry cry, and looked back at Astarte with a disapproving air. Succubii, above all other creatures, even humans, were unable to resist his ‘power’. It was the price they paid for being ‘sexual demons’. The Blue Djinn was the top ‘sexual demon’, able to dominate them if they got too close to him without his pants!

They were entirely too close to him, now!

That was why they always got an agreement from him before they obeyed any summons that he would not ‘force’ them to accept any contracts he offered. Their acceptance of any job offer would be of their own free will.

In other words, his prick stays in his pants until an agreement is negotiated!

Ashtoreth’s lust, and anger, built rapidly at his betrayal of their solemn agreement. But when he pulled open those pants further and slipped out his scrotum, housing two testicles each the size of a cantaloup, even Ashtoreth’s will nearly crumbled.

“Fuck me, M’Lord!” she heard her Sister beg, and she could do nothing. Ashtoreth could only gnaw on her lower lip and stare as his low hanging scrotum swung between his spread thighs.

Desperately she fought down the urge to beg the same way her ‘easier’ Sister had done. Then, with a deep breath, she raised her eyes back to his.

“You are degrading yourself, My Lord!” she replied in as firm a voice as her aroused and quivering body could manage. She knew he could see her nearly inch long nipples, along with her sister’s, and her inner thighs were glistening with her dripping pussy juice.

Damn the Blue Djinn! He very well knows that he is the only Sexual Master more powerful than the Succubii! The only that can force them into submission!

But he didn’t have them here just for a cheap blowjob! She could see, far behind him, the hundreds, thousands of women who agreed to be his wives in exchange for an immortal life of luxury and sexual bliss. Some of them could possibly give more satisfying oral sex that even the Succubii Sisters!

It was simply not worthwhile to force them to work for him! There had to be a bigger reason!

“You gave us your word, My Lord!” Ashtoreth gasped, in full pant, belly quivering, filled with the wild, desperate HUNGER for penetration that just exposing his power filled genitals planted into Succubii bellies. “You are… dishonoring…yourself…Moan!…Please!” She moaned again, licking her lips, eyes once again fixed on the drooling monster just a few feet before her entranced eyes.

He chuckled. “Of course I am NOT!” he replied, tucking his balls and cock back into his pants.

Even though Ashtoreth could still clearly make out the jutting pole, with the silk between her eyes and his cock, the awful, delicious, undeniable sex magic stopped flowing into her. Her breathing slowly calmed and her mind came back to her.

He sat back down. “Of course, I would not betray my oath to you! But I felt I needed to remind you of what you were facing IF you did not carry out my charge to you!”

Ashtoreth certainly knew that the mission he had in mind must certainly be difficult and…unpleasant, to threaten them with rape if they did not accept it!

“And that charge is?” Astarte this time replied.

He looked at his left hand tracing a pattern on the cushion, staring silently for half a minute before looking up. “This Genie, this Jeannie, has something of mine! It is very precious to me! But, if I cannot have it, no one else can! You see, this Jeannie is…well…ambitious! Two thousand years ago, when we met, she had come to me, not the other way around!

“While that is rare, for I usually collect my women, it was not unheard of, so I let it pass. She was young, and very beautiful. And she was great in bed!” Blue Djinn smirked, just like billions of other males had done since time immemorial, recalling their youthful exploits in bed.

Ashtoreth frowned and rolled her eyes.

“Then I obtained irrefutable proof that she was trying to destroy me and take my powers! As I said, she is dangerously ambitious! But, even this was not unheard of in my five thousand years. A few, very few, have tried to challenge me in sexual combat and thereby take my powers for their own use. But I have always defeated their schemes and justly, and most pleasantly, broken them for their sins!”

Ashtoreth felt a shock of lust surge through her when Blue Djinn’s pants’ filling tube flexed mightily.

“But Jeannie was not one of those others?” Astarte deduced. Then she gasped in true shock. “She succeeded?!”

With a great frown, Blue Djinn nodded. It was an impressive display of self restraint. Having to admit what he was about to did not make him happy, in the least! “There is an ancient artifact, older than me, older than Gilgamesh even. I have been told by those who should know and who speak the truth to me that it is made from primordial matter, the matter of the very beginning of the Universe itself…”

“What today’s humans call the ‘Big Bang’,” Ashtoreth interrupted.

Blue Djinn just nodded. “Far beyond even my knowledge. It is believed to be immune from any and all magic, being so old and ‘basic’. I have been told that its oldest nome is the ‘Talisman of Binding’, though it has had many other titles since Gilgamesh first came across it.”

“Are you saying, My Lord, that the ‘Talisman’ does exist?” Ashtoreth replied. “I have always been told it was a myth.”

“Because I have kept it…” Blue Djinn answered. “That is, until Jeannie stole it!”

“Is it true what they say about its power?”

Blue Djinn just nodded. “Everything, and then some. It is the source of all sexual magic. I cannot leave my realms without it for, without it, I am only all powerful in my home lands…here. You Succubii think you have made enemies with your sexual jaunts amongst the Gods and Goddesses? I have Giants from the earliest times of Man who still hold vendettas against me for when I helped Gilgamesh drive them out of Mankind’s lands! Five thousand years and still they scheme against me!

“But what is worse would be if Jeannie were able to use the Talisman! That is why I imprisoned her in the bottle. The Talisman, when activated by exposing it, creates a sexual madness in everyone exposed to it within forty or so meters. It affects all, mortal and immortal, you, me, all. The madness forces everyone to immediately engage in sexual combat until one person is literally fucked into forced orgasm. Then that person becomes a sexual slave to his or her conqueror as long as another, not yet bound, doesn’t enter the area. If that happens, or the Talisman is covered for some large fraction of an hour, no one knows exactly how long, then all the orgasmic binding ceases, and all return to their normal selves until the next activation. Only the pouch the Talisman is held in, and solid iron, can stop its effects.

“But even in its pouch, it sends out continuous sexual stimulation. It makes humans or immortals horny, constantly and to a greater degree the closer you are to the Talisman. Such horniness could bring madness, I am afraid.”

“Jeannie could be insane, you suggest?” Ashtoreth said.

Nodding again, he went on. “Yes, perhaps sexually insane. But the Talisman gives her the appearance of having sexual powers because it affects all near her. It turns on all near it who are not aware of the Talisman’s effects. You must always remember that, where you are going!”

“Where are we going?” Ashtoreth replied with sudden dread.

“You must go to the Human world, Florida to be exact, and sexually defeat and capture Jeannie and return her and the Talisman to me!”

“And if she uses the Talisman on us?” Ashtoreth asked.

“And defeats us in sexual combat?” Astarte added.

“Then I will have to get new champions to follow you!” he smiled grimly. “For Jeannie will have two new fuck toys to use in her conquest of the Immortal Lands! But, I choose you two for your ability in the sexual arena. The two of you, with your sexual weapons, should be able to fuck a single, teen Genie!”

Ashtoreth pondered such a future a moment. Sexually enslaved to a half mad Genie for all eternity…There were some worse fates…

“What say you?”

“What’s in it for us if…when we succeed?”

Blue Djinn smiled. “I’ll give Jeannie to you! As a Genie! You may use her as you wish! I assure you that she is very talented and you could make her oh so enthusiastic! As a matter of fact, you could use Jeannie to placate that Greek Goddess, what was her name? You know, the one that almost managed to get you two gang raped by those Amazons just because you most generously permitted her husband to practice anal intercourse on you two behind Mt. Olympus! For two hundred years! Where is justice today! Oh, her name was Justice, wasn’t it! Well, I have it in honest suggestion from the highest places that this Goddess would love a Genie just like Jeannie to keep her warm at night, and that she would just forget about all that butt fucking if you could provide her with one! What say you now?”

Before Ashtoreth could reply, her sister did, “Agreed!”

Ashtoreth turned to Astarte, but fell silent when she heard her hiss.

Turning back, she echoed her sister’s hiss when she saw Blue Djinn’s pants down to his ankles and his cock towering up overhead.

“I just thought I owed you a little…perk, for coming out here on such short notice!” Blue Djinn smirked, flexing his magnificent organ before his mesmerized Succubii. “Please, help yourself before you go!”

Ashtoreth hated him for betraying her weakness. Hated herself for quivering in undeniable lust before his arrogant display. But she also realized that this would be just what being exposed to the Talisman would be like. Lust, overwhelming, mind dominating craving for orgasm.

As she stepped forward, literally drooling from her mouth and pussy, her last rational thought was that she should be thanking Blue Djinn for this education!

Blue Djinn just chuckled as the two delicious Succubii Sisters climbed upon his lap, hands clutching his towering cock and swollen, heavy, cum filled nuts. Each took a long moment to kiss him, long and passionately, thrusting their foot long tongues into his mouth, purring and licking into his ears when they were not tonguing his throat. Their cock clutching hands pumped and milked his jerking, drooling pole in a blur as they kissed him. Soon they had long worms of his precum swinging and hanging from their knuckles.

Then, the kissing done, they both dove down to clean him. With, again, their tongues.

He filled his hands with their full, round asscheeks, then, closing his eyes, he lay his head back and, with a blissful smile on his face, prepared to enjoy the Sister’s ‘voluntary’ oral pleasures.

*******************

Tony woke just after first light. Immediately he looked over his shoulder, at where he expected Jeannie to be sleeping next to him.
She wasn’t there.

With a sigh of relief he got out of bed, standing alongside it for a long moment as he watched his limp, but still huge cock swing gently between his legs.

She hadn’t left.

His cock hung half way to his knees!

He looked at the chair where her bottle had been last night. It was still there, but now had its pointed cap in place.

Last night! She had rode him like a jockey for over an hour!

Without breaking a sweat!

She rode him furiously, joyously, inspiredly, torturing him with the greatest sexual pleasure he had ever experienced. No, imagined! He knew, at a gut level he knew, that sweet, (almost) virginal Sandy could not possibly fuck as well as Jeannie could, on a bad day!

Tony shook his head angrily. Damn it, you love Sandy! Sex isn’t everything! Well, its important, all right! But not everything!

But after that solid hour of riding him, that Genie had finished him off with awesome finality and ease…whether he wanted to or not!

The still hard riding Genie glared down on the really pussy-whipped Tony in triumph. From the wild throbbing of his monstrously swollen cock completely swallowed up in her plunging belly, she knew he was ready to explode at a moment’s notice.

And it was time.

Tony was holding her by her jutting tits, clutching them hungrily as her pussy juice soaked butt and loins smacked loudly on his hips as she bounced up and down over his bravely unbending spear. His balls were drenched in her juices, his cock filled with his cum.

He was ready to unload!

She leaned down, burying her face, as her hips continued to fly up and down over him, into his neck. She began licking his neck, then biting, taking little nips with her sharp fanglike canines, as she slowly worked up to his ear. His gasps, and then drawn out moans, just confirmed her effectiveness at possessing his soul.

She felt the thumb and forefinger of each tit gripping hand seize her vividly pink, pebble hard nipples.

“Do you like me, Master?” she whispered hotly into his ear between tongue plunges. “Do you like what I am doing? Am I doing it well? Would you like to do this every night? Maybe, Master, tomorrow you can get atop me? With your wonderful, huge, delicious cock way, way up inside me, Master, you can drive me into bliss, make me put my legs up way, way over my head so you can get in real deep into my womb! You would like that, Master? You would like to FUCK me hard and deep tomorrow? Please?”

Tony moaned loudly.

He was so ready!

“But, Master, how can I let you really FUCK me deep, like you want and deserve, if I must share you with some cold fish schoolgirl? What good is she? She hasn’t even kissed your huge, magnificent, delicious cock yet! I love swallowing your cock! I am for you, Master! Not some schoolgirl!”

She didn’t miss a single foot long plunge during the entire hotly whispered speech.

“No, Jeannie…Moan!…I love…”

“Me!” the Genie interrupted, grinding her womb down on his cockhead, plunging her tongue into his ear. “And I have another way of showing you my love! Dump that little bitch tomorrow, Master, and I’ll show you how much I love you! Its all yours, Master, just tell the girl to find some pimply boy to date her! I have another hole, Master! I’ve seen you stare at me there! I love you so much, Master, I’ll gladly submit to your use of it, even your huge, powerful new prick!”

Tony moaned again, this time of pure lust as his cock began its preorgasmic throbbing.

Jeannie almost couldn’t stop the triumphant chuckle as she gave him a feel of her fangs against his neck. Then she went back to his wet ear. “Have you ever seen an ass as attractive as mine? You called it a ‘bubblebutt’, haven’t you, Master? Its yours, to do as you wish! Have you ever wanted to FUCK a woman’s ass, Master? My ass, Master? My never used, tight hole buried in my hungry bubblebutt? Get rid of that schoolgirl, whose flat ass you’ll never touch anyway, and I’ll give you all of me!”

Tony was humping up into her again pounding hips, smashing his cockhead into her womb.

“Put me on my face, a pillow under my hips so my big, round butt is offered up to you! Or, Master, order me on my back, put my ankles upon your shoulders so my wide spread legs will be up and out of your way! Demand that I spread my virgin cheeks to give you access to my other hole! I’ll obey gladly for my Master. Use me as you wish, whenever you wish! Just get the schoolgirl out of our way!”

Tony then clamped down on her nipples, sending fiendish shocks up Jeannie’s spine. As the Genie squealed in shocked pleasure, her pussy reciprocated.

Tony gasped when her already snug and sucking puss abruptly clamped down on his jumping prick, throttling it!

Oh, dear Lord! Tony wailed inside his fevered mind. She has a snapping pussy, too!

Jeannie smiled at his reaction, kissing his cheeks, nose, everywhere but his open, panting mouth as he squirmed under her. “You like that, my Master?” she coyly chuckled while clamping down on his meat once again.

Tony’s cry and jerk of his hips betrayed him.

“Then get rid of the girl…” she whispered hotly into his ear and began milking his entire cunt swallowed cock with her pussy.

“Oh, Jeannie…” he cried, turning his face to hers.

She brushed her lips across his, continuing the milking a few seconds longer. When she felt the first massive jerk of his cock, she descended to mercifully finish off her utterly defeated victim, “Now show me your love, Master! Show me how hard you can shoot your love into me! Now!”

She crushed him with her kiss. A perfect kiss, capturing his lips, plunging her powerful and delicious tongue into his mouth and to his throat. Her pussy pitilessly milked him.

His cock jerked a second time, but with the third a massive bolt of cum followed, furiously spewing directly into her womb, flooding it in one spurt, a magnificent final act of male defiance to overwhelming feminine sexual triumph.

Jeannie grunted with that first jet. Then a second followed it, flooding her tubes and spilling into her abdomen. Then there was another, and yet another hard spurting shot.

Jeannie’s belly began to swell from all the semen flooding her.

Neither one cared, at that moment.

As quietly as possible, Tony slipped naked into the bathroom and started up the shower. Through all this is dick gave no indications of any tendency to erect.

Then, about a minute later, as he checked the temperature of the water, his cock lurched, then began erecting!

Desperately he concentrated, on garbage, touch and go landings, anything that was unsexy! But his damned cock kept swelling!

“It does not want you to go to that silly schoolgirl, Master!” came from behind him in that now familiar, consummately sexy voice.

Tony turned, his cock not quite half erect yet. It nearly brushed Jeannie’s smoothly flat, perfect belly.

She was naked, fresh, beautiful! One look at those tits, those hips, that face, and his cock jerked wildly and began reaching for the ceiling.

Glancing down at his rising past horizontal cock, the Genie smiled and, without permission, clutched his prick in both her hands. Milking double-handed on him sent an immediate gush of precum, a long, thick, tacky rope of yellow-white manchowder, down her belly.

Shuddering in the wicked waves of lust sweeping through him now, Tony looked suspiciously at the Genie handling him. “What are you up to, Jeannie?” he panted, drooling all over her jacking hands. Then his voice turned firm, “No matter what you try, I’m going to meet Sandy!”

Her lower lip quivered and Tony felt a wicked pang of guilt. If she was faking, it was worthy of an Academy Award. “Afterwards, will you come back…to me?”

He responded before he could think. “Yes, I will.” Then he thought, “Of course! It’s my home!”

Her enthusiastic smile returned. “Then, Master, before you go to visit…Sandy, may I ask you a favor?”

Again worried about a trap, Tony tried to smile back. “Ah, sure! Uh, what is it?”

Her smile broadened and she released his now furiously erect meat. Then she wrapped her arms around his neck. “Kiss me, Master!”

Tony, thoughtlessly, quickly reached around Jeannie’s back, running his hands up and down her taut, smooth flesh.

Then she leaped up at him, wrapping her long, powerful legs around his waist, and, with a loud cry of, “I love you, Master!”, passionately kissed him!

Tony’s resistance was immediately stifled by that sweet sixteen kiss, and he quickly lost himself in her lush, enveloping flesh so he didn’t realize, until it was too late, that her ass was hovering just above his nearly vertical cockhead.

That is until, in the middle of the kiss, he felt her other set of lips wrap around his cockhead! Divine heat, moist and velvety, obstinately enclosed his glans, then began gobbling up his feet long cockshaft as she skillfully lowered herself upon him. The deliciously torrid, sodden pleasure built rapidly and resolutely, and soon any resistance by him was smothered by the lust from her cock swallowing pussy.

When the kiss finally broke, it was Jeannie who separated their oral lips. Tony was stunned, eyes closed, swaying as she squirmed half impaled on his motionless meat.

But not for long. With a triumphant grin, she relaxed her grip on his waist by her strong legs and, rotating her wide hips around his upright spear, satisfyingly corkscrewed her Tony-pierced hips down around him until her cervix rested atop his glans. Then she just let all her weight go and ground down her womb upon his cockhead.

The heat, snugness, suction of that twat! Tony almost instantly was swept with lusts that demanded he finish what Jeannie had just started. He didn’t want to…he had to! There was nothing he could do to stop her or stop himself!

With her cooing delightfully into his face, he reached under her thighs and filled his hands with her magnificent buns. Gripping them fiercely, he had her sitting in his hands, her knees draped across his arms. Then he lifted her girl guts off his cockhead.

Nearly eye to eye, the Genie smiled at him in sweet love. “I love you, Master! Use me! It is what I am for, Master! But for only you, Master! Whatever you want! But just for you! I want to be the only love for you, Master! We can do this every morning! I’ll kneel before you, under the breakfast table, between your spread legs, and suck my breakfast from you, every day, Master! Only you, Master!” On and on she babbled.

Confused and bewildered, and overwhelmingly aroused, Tony could only think of one solution. With a not very loving demeanor, he growled, “Shut up and fuck, Jeannie!” Then he raised and lowered her upon his upright spear, watching her tits bounce and listening to her sweet squeals when her cervix smashed upon his cockhead.

When she pressed her lips to his, he kissed her back fiercely and then walked right out of the bathroom, leaving the shower running, holding the Genie by her butt, fucking the squealing fuck puppy powerfully as he quickly and directly made for his…their bed.

Tony pulled up to the back of the Academy’s gym just in time. It had been a hectic morning, and it was only 8:30! First, he had satisfied Jeannie’s need for penetration, if that was what it truly was and not some scheme of hers to stop him seeing Sandy. To top it off he finished her off with a truly monstrous load into her belly, actually making Jeannie’s usually flat belly bulge alarmingly by the end of his orgasm. He then managed a quick shower and, by breaking most of the laws of Florida pertaining to highway safety, managed to get there just in time.

Best of all, he had left Jeannie sprawled across his bed, panting with a blissful smile on her face, thoroughly fucked.

He had to admit that he impressive himself with his performance.

As he pulled up he was also thinking that if Jeannie thought she could empty him and, by that method, make him loose interest in Sandy, she was sorely mistaken!

He would prove to that…sex monster that there was allot more to love than sex.

Allot more!

Anyway, he could feel that old burning in his enlarged balls as he pulled up to the gym. Just an hour after putting Jeannie ‘to bed’, and he was ready for Sandy! That Genie really screwed up when she gave him his new set of testicles!

No sooner did he stop at the curb than Sandy burst out the back door of the Gym and, on her well formed and powerful soccer scholarship quality legs, sprint madly, but effortlessly, to him. One look at her flying legs sent a thrill through him that confirmed his theory that Jeannie hadn’t fucked him dry!

In fact, suddenly Jeannie was completely out of his mind!

Sandy was just a few inches shorter than Tony, with shoulder length, light brown hair cut in a pageboy style. Her oval face was centered on a pug nose that separated her bright green eyes from thin lips that usually had no lipstick. She didn’t use makeup often.

She wore her Academy uniform: white short sleeve blouse with pleated, medium blue skirt. But, to the universal disapproval of the nuns there, she had taken to wearing her skirt in the modern fashion, which was much shorter than the nuns had ever anticipated. As she ran she exposed not only most of her well formed and smooth thighs but flashes of her white cotton, bikini cut panties, too!

As she got closer he could make out her not insubstantial bosom flipping stiffly under her blouse, indicating she was wearing one of those knit bras that were the closest thing to going braless permitted at the Academy.

Tony’s balls tightened at the sight. Not only was she an exceptionally beautiful runner, but he had deduced some time ago that she only wore that bra for him and when she wanted him to notice her…physical charms!

She skidded to a stop alongside his door. “Hi!” she gasped from her running, then she stretched her arms over his car to put her books on his roof.

Tony gawked through his aviator sunglasses as her hard nipples poked right through her semitransparent white blouse. Then she waited a wicked moment with her arms resting upon his car’s roof, letting him have a good, long gaze.

When she finally brought her arms down, she reached into her mouth and threw away her gum. Then she bent forward, into the car door’s open window, and, wrapping her arms around his neck, gave him a passionate, juicy fruit flavored kiss. It was one passionate kiss, throwing his sunglasses off his nose, pressing their noses together.

When Tony probed his tongue against her lips and closed teeth, Sandy immediately opened them both wide and her tongue plunged into his mouth!

His cock lurched in his pants as her tongue pushed his aside, then began to lick his tongue all over. She wasn’t experienced at it, not like…you-know-who, but it was torrid, if nothing else, from just her virginal eagerness.

With outrageous boldness, his lust rising within him, Tony reached out and cupped her down facing right boob.

Right out in public!

It was bad enough that she was kissing a man behind the gym in broad daylight, even though they were engaged. But now she was letting him paw her in front of the nuns…practically!

But the girl didn’t do a thing in response save jump the teeniest bit.

Tony had never touched a more tender and delicious tit! He cupped her hanging breast mass in his palm, feeling the pebble hard nipple dig deep. The net bra didn’t give much support, but it didn’t need to. Her natural conical tit shape was hardly deformed at all by gravity. And his palm reassured him as to his estimation that she truly had ‘just over a handful’.

After she let him have a good minute of pawing…er, inspection, she finally broke the kiss and demurely removed his hand. “How are you, darling? You’re acting normal, at least!” she added, patting his formerly boob groping hand while putting it back on the steering wheel.

“I’m fine, now!” he replied sincerely. And he was, the ‘effects’ of Jeannie seemed all gone.

She leaned in to his ear. “Are you able to…you know?” She barely suppressed her giggle.

“What do you think?” he replied, directing her gaze with his eyes down to his lap, where he flexed his almost erect cock.

Sandy’s eyes widened in what looked like true alarm when she looked down at him. Then, after a count, her face melted into that dreamy, love intoxicated smile she had that first night when she offered herself to him. “Let’s go to my room, darling! Oh, I want you so much! My roomy promised not to come back until noon! Please!”

In the face of such a display of feminine need, Tony could only nod. She quickly grabbed her books and climbed in the passenger side and they were off.

It was a good thing she didn’t ask him to get out and open her door, cause his cock was approximating the size of a little league baseball bat and there was no way he could properly hide the bulge it was making!

They rode to her dorm nice and slow, with Sandy wrapped around his arm. But Tony could tell from the way she kept looking down at his newly huge bulge that she was thinking that SOMETHING was different about him!

What was he going to do?

She smelled so sweet, and was so warm and soft on his arm…he just couldn’t get his bone down!

It didn’t help when she nibbled his ear and then blew into it!

By the time they parked in her dorm’s lot, he was going nuts!

When he got out of the car, she nearly dropped her books! “Tony! You’re so…” She almost pointed at his jutting bulge.

“I know!” he said, quickly stepping up close to her so no one else could see it. “Look, please act normal…I mean, shield me until we get to your room! It’s okay! I’ll explain everything!”

“You’re not…hurt?” she asked, eyes constantly roaming from his worried face and his bulging crotch.

“No! Just…the opposite, actually! Come on, let’s talk about it in your room before someone comes by!”

Nodding, she turned and led the way. Tony got right up to her own bulging backside, following.

“What I am going to do!” he thought as they went up the back stairs instead of taking the popular elevator. “I hope she doesn’t scream when she sees it!”

So close did he stay behind the coed that twice, when she stopped on the stairs, he plowed into her. Actually, his nearly erect, bent cock plowed into her tailbone. With each honestly inadvertent collision he could feel the upper parts of her not flat buttocks wrap around foremost part of his bone!

Sandy didn’t scream whenever his ‘bulge’ bumped her too-big butt. But her eyes widened a little more each time he accidentally goosed her. By the time they were walking down her hallway, she had the strangest look on her face. It reminded Tony of a wide eyed, open mouthed look of shock.

As soon as they were ‘safely’ locked in her room, she turned on him. “Tony! What is that thing! Are you wearing some kind of…of…enhancement device?”

Tony looked into Sandy’s eyes, and all of his fantasies of brilliantly lying to her about surgical procedures or rare syndromes went right out the window. He realized the only course left was to tell the truth…most of it, anyway.

“I can’t explain it, Baby!” he started, sitting down on the edge of Sandy’s roommate’s bed. Sandy sat opposite him on the edge of her own. “It just… happened! It was after I crashed…” Then he went into the mission, the emergency reentry, and the landing in the Persian Gulf. Actually he used ‘crash’ because he thought it would gain more sympathy than ‘emergency reentry’. He included a description of the island, and being rescued by the Saudi’s, and all the other items after that.

He just left out a few of the ‘little’ facts, like Genies, and blow jobs on the beach, and having his dick doubled in size by magic spells!

Through it all Sandy just sat there impassively, taking it in, eyes darting from his own eyes to his now jumping bulge. She didn’t show any sign of believing him.

But, then again, she didn’t show any signs of not…

He ended his Homeric Odyssey with a quite sincere, “and I still love you, Sandy!”

She then looked up from his bulge, and with a stern countenance, said, “Are you saying that your…manhood, has gotten bigger!? Because of your accident?”

Tony nodded, then added, “And my testicles…uh, I still…don’t know what caused it! It just happened…sometime…when I was on the island! Nothing else has changed, Baby!”

She looked down again, eyes widening a moment when his evil prick jumped before her. When she looked back up, her face had softened. “Does it hurt?”

“Sometimes,” Tony replied. Then his slow male mind registered the empathy in her last statement and he quickly added, “When I think of you, mostly!”

She inhaled deeply, but through her nose, and Tony’s heart raced. She did that only when she was getting…hot!

When she spoke next, it was in her soft, intimate sex partner voice, “Can I see it?”

With but the shortest delay he replied simply, “Sure.” He desperately fighting the urge to grin.

Instantly he opened his belt and waist button, dropped his zipper and yanked his slacks to his knees.

Sandy’s eyes widened alarmingly and, for a moment, Tony thought she would bolt from her bed and run, screaming, from the room. His shorts were incredibly distorted by the hulking boner barely contained within them, especially considering his size the last time she had seen him in just his shorts.

But Sandy was made of stern stuff and, after a moment to get used to his new dimensions, the passionate expression on the face returned.

Tony then reached for the shorts’ waistband, but suddenly Sandy was up, moving to stand between his legs. “Let me!” she husked, abruptly hot and fixed on his bulging ‘equipment’. Throwing his hands aside, she grabbed the shorts herself.

“Sure,” Tony barely had time to say before she was yanking them down.

She had yanked his shorts down before, twice before, actually. But this was the first time she had done so when his cock was nearly twice as long as she was accustomed. She bent over entirely too much to allow for the clearance of the extra length.

Tony recognized the danger, but his growing lust stupefied his thinking, again, and he was entirely to slow in warning her.

Sandy hissed through clenched teeth as she yanked his shorts past the halfway point and she got a good look at his penis’s new width and a good estimate of his new length. She should have stopped then, to re-estimate how close to him her face was, but she, too, was apparently under the effects of her own ardor and excitement.

She didn’t stop yanking on Tony’s shorts. So, when she pulled down enough for his shorts’ waistband to clear the ENTIRE length of Tony’s hose, the fourteen inches of, now, iron bar hard prick flew up and most accurately and effectively uppercased her chin with a George Foreman quality sucker punch that knocked her on her ass.

Tony managed to cry out her name when he saw that he would make contact with her chin, but he could do no more as her startled face flew up and the rest of her started back. Hanging onto his shorts gave her no support as the shorts slid down to his ankles while she fell back upon her full, firm ass onto the floor.

His cock slapped loudly and wetly onto his sternum, almost as loudly as her butt did upon the floor, then rose back up in turgid jerks.

Sandy looked up from the floor in utter shock. She stared at his softball sized balls hanging over the edge of her roomy’s mattress, less than a foot from her pug nose.

“Sandy! You okay?” Tony yelled from on his back.

Sandy numbly nodded, staring at his huge balls. Then she slowly rose to stand between his legs. For a long minute she stared at his outrageous cock! Finally she gasped, “Its so big!”

Tony smiled weakly. “I know! I warned you! Does it scare…bother you?”

She sat down next to his hip. “Its not hurting now, is it?”

“Well, not exactly hurting…”

She looked up at him and smiled crookedly, “Its awfully big, Darling! And you were so big to begin with! Now?”

“I didn’t ask for it!” he replied, panic rising in him. What if she’s scared off by it?

Suddenly she took it in one hand. “It feels like you!” she blurted out, mostly to herself. “Just big…really big!”

“I know, I know,” he replied, “If you don’t want to try…you know…”

She hissed at his suggestion, looking back at him. “I’ll admit that I have…thought about how big dicks get…My roomy says she’s a ‘size queen’. Always telling me about her patients and how big and hard their dicks get when she washes them…” Her voiced trailed off a moment. “I love you, Tony! And I want to please you!” Then that crooked smile returned as she looked back at the cock in her hand, shaking her head in disbelief, “But you ARE so BIG!”

“No need to rush things, Baby!” Tony replied, cupping her nearest tit. Her nipple was still furiously erect. “Let me suck on your pussy!”

She hissed again and looked at him with a disgusting expression. “Oh, not that! I don’t like it when you do that. It’s gross!”

“Not to me! You taste good! I love licking you. Please?”

“That’s the grossest thing I can think of! How can you like that?”

“Now, don’t be a nun! It’s the most natural thing for a guy to give his girl a good lick down there. Come on, I’m asking real nice? Didn’t you like it the first time I tried, last time?”

She hesitated, them smiled a little, “Well, it was pleasant, I have to admit!”

Tony moved, sitting up and taking Sandy in his arms. “Just tell me to stop, if you don’t like it!” Then he kissed Sandy fiercely. When she melted into his arms he gently but determinedly forced her upon her own back. Then, still in mid-kiss, he reached down and cupped her hot loins right through her skirt and panties.

“Hmmm!” she tried to cry out into his mouth, squirming a little under his groping hand, but not enough to throw his hand off her. A few more moments of squirming and she reached up to wrap her arms around his back.

Tony broke the kiss and pressed his face into Sandy’s shoulder. He started licking her tender, sweet neck, then letting her feel his teeth right over her jugular. He knew she was into vampire movies, and gently biting on her neck actually stimulated her submissive side. He lapped and nipped his way up to her ear.

“Sandy, Baby, you taste good! I want to make you scream with pleasure. I want you to cum in my mouth!”

She could reply in only a desperate whisper, “Oh! Tony, Darling, don’t talk like that! OOOH! It’s so…OOOOHHH!”

He silenced her by throwing the front of her skirt up and plunging his hand into her panties. Her soft patch of pussy fur, matching exactly the hue of the hair atop her head, could offer no resistance to his conquering fingers and he easily found her soaking wet, red hot twat completely open to him.

“OOOOHHH!” she cried while arching her hips up into his aggressive hand. She was loosing control of her voice. “Please!” she mindlessly whimpered as her thighs spread for his aggressive hand.

“Sure!” Tony replied with an evil chuckle and began moving down her thrashing body.

Sandy looked down at him, holding out her arms as he slid down. “Don’t…” she added.

But he knew she didn’t mean it.

He stopped for a moment to suck on those stiff nipples projecting through her white blouse. Right through her blouse and almost nonexistent bra he suckled her. She writhed now, not at all used to a man’s suckling on her babyfeeders for, after all, he was the only man who she had ever permitted such an liberty. He took a long moment to soak down her blouse all around each of her stubby teat tips.

When she was whimpering again, her hands clutching his upper arms, he stopped sucking and moved further down.

She did nothing, now, to stop him.

At her waist he pulled her blouse out of her skirt to expose her deep, dark, virginal navel. Her smooth, flat, firm belly was heaving as he descended to torture this depression with his masterful tongue. It wasn’t as effective at arousing Sandy as nursing on her breasts were, but he had a thing about navels. He considered it to be a little well justified reward for mastering the near virgin.

But he didn’t want her to calm down, so he quickly went back to his campaign, slipping off the bed to kneel on the floor between her spread legs. Taking his soaked fingers from her twat, he grabbed her little cotton bikini panties and ripped them off her wide teenaged hips.

Sandy gave out with a yelp, looking down her heaving saliva slick belly at him with alarm mixed with flushed lust.

Tony smiled up at her, then grabbed her by the inside of her thighs, just above the knees. Spreading her knees apart with omnipotent strength until they were 180 degrees apart and even with her now naked hips, he said up to her, “I’ll buy you another pair later, Baby!” Then, eyes fixing on her completely splayed open loins, he descended.

To feed.

Her pussy certainly was ready for him. Passion pink, indeed! The hairless flesh between her widespread, full thighs was split by a pink slash just oozing with girlish lust. Her labia were swollen and parted, completely exposing her recently pierced vaginal opening. And atop the girl’s pussy, just below where the labia come together, was her tiny clit, just visible but fully unhooded and erect.

His target.

“Ah, Tony, Darling, what are you doing to me?” she howled when he captured the nubbin between his lips and began nursing. She rewarded him with the nastiest grimace of overwhelming feminine pleasure. Then her eyes literally rolled up into her head and that head fell back to her roomy’s mattress to toss back and forth in mindless bliss.

Tony had been thinking long and hard about how he was going to blow sweet little Sandy’s head off next chance he got. Now she was giving him carte blanc, what with her knees nearly up to her tits and the outside of her thighs flat against her roommate’s mattress!

“OH! Tony, Darling…don’t…it’s so…wicked!…what you’re…doing…to… meeeee!”

Tony chuckled evilly, then released her clit to start lapping her floppy labia. First one side, then the other, he licked them, shoving them aside until they were wide apart. Then he assaulted her clit again, lapping over and over until the poor girl was squealing.

Then he dropped down to her fuck hole. Jamming his tongue as far up her vagina as he could, he mercilessly destroyed her.

“EEEEEE! Don’t…” she screeched, gripping his hair in maniacal fingers, pulling and cursing him as he took his time and lingually explored the way to her womb. Struggle as she might, he knew he had her! She couldn’t stand this very long…

“Oh, you bastard!” she howled. Tony heard some replies to her exclamation from the adjacent rooms, many urging him to put her out of her misery.

“Is there something wrong, Sandy, honey?” Tony asked, pulling his face out of her twat. His face was dripping with her juices.

She looked down at him with a furious grimace and red, wet, desperate eyes. “Oh, you monster! Do it! Please!”

“Do what?” he replied with false ignorance. He knew what he wanted from her. The word she never used.

“Damn you!” she growled, tugging painfully on his hair. “Don’t make me beg!”

He smiled, then kissed the inside of her thigh, right next to her boiling pussy. “Okay, Baby, don’t beg! Just ask me…in the right way!”

She winced with the kiss, and she winced again at his request.

Then he gave her a quick, but firm lick right over her straining clit.

She hissed, then moaned pitifully, her head dropping back to the mattress. “Okay! Damn you! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME! PLEASE!”

Tony climbed up upon her, his titanic prick drooling disgusting strands of gunk. “Thanks, Sandy! I’ll be gentle.” Then he ran his cockhead up her wide open slash.

Sandy gasped raggedly and looked down, wide eyed, at the monster between her legs. Fear seized her.

Tony saw the fear scar her beautiful, flushed face. He brought his cock up out of her loins and towards her face. It reached to her tits. “Maybe you should put it in.”

She looked up at him, and some of the fear dissipated. With a nod she reached down with both hands and managed, just, to reach around him with them. When she squeezed him and his cock jumped mightily in her clutching hands, she hissed again. “It’s awfully big!” she whimpered.

“I’ll be slow and careful. A little at a time,” he reassured her as he moved back and she bent his cock down between her wide spread thighs. “You tell me what to do, all the way. If you don’t want it, I won’t do it.”

She nodded again, then pressed the head between her labia and hissed even more loudly.

The heat of her loins against his glans triggered a reflexive jerk forward of Tony’s hips, and his cockhead slid over her clit, crushing it.

Sandy moaned, the incredible pleasure causing her to gnaw on her lower lip and release his cock. That felt so good!

Tony quickly took his meat in his own hand and began running it up and down her slit, listening to his girl moan and squirm in wondrous pleasure. Pleasure he was giving her!

She was clutching the bedclothes of her roomy’s bed now, unable to control her body’s movements. Tony looked carefully at her tossing face, “Let me put it on, okay?”

She stopped her head tossing long enough to look at his face with wide open eyes and nod, once.

“I’ll be careful,” he added, pressing his cockhead into her dwarfed fuck hole. With her hiss at the first stretching of her opening, he hesitated a second. Then he rotated his prick around her opening, slowing spreading it.

The next attempt her twat yielded immediately and his fist sized glans popped into her. He could hear the sloppy pop when his fiendishly broad crown slipped inside. He also heard her birdlike cry.

“You okay?” he immediately asked, sweating now from restraining his reflexive desire to unleash himself into the wondrous tight heat of her belly.

She could only nod.

When he thrust in, slowly sinking a few inches into her, she moaned long and loud. But that was all she did. He stopped after about four inches, and was considering whether to pull back, when her hands abruptly released the bedclothes and gripped his naked hips.

Wincing as her claws drew blood, he stared at her grimacing face as he pulled, painfully hard, on his hips. Pulled toward her, into her! She wanted him into her!

Obeying her silent but nonetheless painful commands, he continued to push in, and his sweet baby moaned-in pleasure! As he sank in, approaching six inches, her pulling on him became even stronger.

So he went with it, driving in with no restraint save the guidance of her painful grip on his hips. And she kept pulling, urging him into her, until his cockhead smashed into her cervix and his swollen balls bounced off her upturned, wet buttocks.

Then did she howl!

He froze, suddenly looking at her with wide and white eyes, afraid that the howl signified injury to her, or that she was about to scream rape or something.

But, once the howl passed and she reopened her eyes, she looked up at him with a sweating but smiling face.

He pulled back, about halfway, then waited, studying her face carefully, waiting for a signal from her before driving on. Still smiling, she immediately responded with a quick, but eager nod. Reassured, he slid back into her. as far as she could take.

When he struck her womb the second time, she moaned up to him and released his hips to enwrap his neck with her arms to pull him down upon her, till they were cheek to cheek.

She whispered fast, hot, and moistly into his ear, “Don’t stop, Baby! You feel so good! I love it when you’re so deep in me! Don’t stop!”

Her urging set his blood boiling and then he was stroking, uninhibitedly, rhythmically, confident that letting his fucking pattern go was doing nothing but pleasing his girl. Again and again striking her cervix at the bottom of each of his powerful thrusts, he soon had Sandy thrashing and grunting under him, her suddenly vicious fingernails clawing his back with painfully delicious passion, urging him on!

“Oh, that’s it Baby! You feel so good! You fill me so! You’re hitting the right spot, Darling! Fuck me, Baby! Come on, fuck me!”

Tony became both thrilled and shocked with his girl’s outburst! His male ego was certainly inflated by her torrid response, but never had his girl ever spoken like such a fuck puppy! It was more male ego gratification than he could ever hope for! Way more!

Suddenly he began wondering if something other than just his big ‘stud’ dick was making his girl into a…

But her clawing passion, her nasty new vocabulary, and her fabulously tight, hot and wet fuck hole most effectively distracted him from such mundane things as logic and reality. He quickly began lost in his own rising desire…no, need to vent his ducts into Sandy’s eagerly nursing pussy. With each cycle of thrusts and withdrawals he began releasing himself from his initial self-restraint, driving ever more powerfully into Sandy’s receptive, eager belly with hard, deep, male ego gratifying thrusts.

He was going to fuck her stupid!

Confirming his rising opinions of his manly competence, her sharp cries became increasingly loud and rhythmic with each contact between her womb and his cock. The smack of his balls bouncing off of her asscheeks seemed to echo off the walls of her dorm room. Her roomy’s bed squeaked and bounced way too noisily for dorm room decorum and triggered from her neighbors’ vigorous hoots and laughter through Sandy’s dorm room walls remarking on her new found lust for…life.

But all good things cum to an end, especially when it came to Tony and sex. Her barely used and torridly wet pussy was wonderfully tight, especially wrapped snugly around an enlarged cock, and mounted atop his sweet Sandy Tony quickly lost control of his nuts. Her cooing into his ear, that hot, passionate urging for deeper penetration, the increasingly harder pounding strokes, not to mention her hysterical wails when he did give her that deeper penetration, soon had Tony in crisis.

He was going to cum!

“Baby, you’re too tight!” he panted in warning. He was now on automatic, unable, better yet willing, to stop the onrushing orgasm. “I’m gonna…gonna…” he gasped.

Her cooing never wavered, just smoothly changed content, “On my belly, Darling! Like before! All over me! OOOO! You’re sooooo good in me! Don’t make me pregnant, yet! On my stomach…” On and on she went, driving him with her claws upon his back, her whisperers in his ear, and her pussy sucking on him, to his inevitable explosion.

With a roar Tony obeyed her, pulling out with the first preorgasmic pulse and arching over the still humping girl. With his eyes closed, a count before exploding, he didn’t realize that his new size permitted his cockhead to be less than a foot from Sandy’s panting, wide open mouth!

She opened her eyes just in time to see his slit at the tip of his glans dilate to permit a foot long jet of coiled cum to spew right into her open mouth.

Her first taste of man!

The second one quickly followed, filling the socket and temporarily blinding her right eye, while she was swallowing the first. The third went up her nose and across her forehead while she was telling herself that cum didn’t taste half bad! The fourth refilled her suddenly reopened mouth.

Tony was oblivious to it all. As the splats registered on the dorm room walls, splats from supersonic spurts of Tony’s wadd bouncing off of Sandy’s forehead and cheeks, as well as the dorm walls behind her roomy’s bed; and as he soaked down her blouse and her roomy’s bedclothes; and as he gave her no less that three rocketing mouthfuls of manchowder; Tony was in another world dominated by his masculine pleasure.

It was only when his blissful eruptions subsided, whereas his mind numbing convulsions degraded to satiation, was he able to open his eyes and realize what he had done.

For one, given Sandy her first taste of cum!

Without asking permission first!

Sandy, wiping her eyes clear of Tony’s cream, was finally able to look up at him, and, to his great relief, she smiled. Her legs were still up, feet over her head, her blouse looked like she had just come from a wet t-shirt contest, but she was smiling!

Panting still from the exertion, Tony managed a meager, “I love you!”

Through a cum coated throat Sandy replied, “I love you, too! Was I…good?” Then she raised her head and kissed his still hugely erect cock right on the tip.

Tony let out with a brief, exhausted laugh, then nodded. “You were great, Baby! Sorry about cuming so much…”

“It was okay, considering the circumstances! It didn’t taste as bad as I thought. I might try it again, sometime! And you’re are big!”

They both laughed. Their laughter carried through the dorm room and out the open window where the top of a head could have been seen, if they were looking. The head had yellow-blond hair tied into a long ponytail.

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Sandy slipped into the gym through the same back door from which she had exited earlier in the morning. The back area was mainly storage and mainly for wrestling pads and folded up extra bleachers, so it was nicely darkened and empty of others. Sandy needed that darkness, for she was still wearing her uniform blouse and skirt. The white blouse still soaked with Tony’s…cum.

That was not to mention that she was in such a hurry to get back for afternoon practice that she forgot to replace the panties that her animal, Tony, had so passionately ripped off her!

She stopped just inside the door and shivered, remembering how wonderful it was being under him that morning! It was so…sexy letting go under such a masterful lover.

And so hung!

She never thought the size of a man’s…cock would make a difference to her. But he now could reach way up inside her. To that spot she never knew existed, way up inside her. That is, never knew existed until Tony first hit it that morning…and stars exploded in her mind! She certainly could confirm that she enjoyed sex much more under a Tony with such a…huge prick!

She felt so wicked…so collegiate, just thinking in such words about a man’s penis!

But, before she got caught by her soccer coach, Sister Mary Constance, in cum covered clothes without panties, she dashed for the showers. She had already skipped her class, she dare not be late, or smelling of cum, to Sister Mary’s practice!

She was stripping off her blouse even before she reached the lockers. She could hear the other girls on the team just around the corner from the showers, already preparing for practice. By the time she got to her locker, where her practice clothes were kept, she was impressively topless. Dropping her skirt and kicking off her shoes and socks, she then unlocked her locker.

Standing before her open locker, she abruptly caught her image in the mirror down the row of lockers. She thought how Tony would react if he were there at that moment. She did have a nice body, she finally admitted to herself. She had never thought before that her athletic curves were really attractive…in a ‘boyfriend’ sort of way. Certainly the nuns here would never tell a girl she was attractive to boys! Always it was she was a tomboy, a promising athlete, but never a beauty queen.

That was, until Tony came along. He had taken the time to convince her of her beauty. He had been patient. He made her appreciate her feminine side.

And she had a feminine side, she now downright proudly admitted to herself. She had the best…biggest set of…boobs on the soccer team, for sure. They really stuck out…for an athlete! She’d should be in a ‘C’ cup already! Her hips weren’t as wide as Sister Constance’s, or their goalie, but Tony really liked them! He told her so more than once when he was reaching under her skirt to grab her ass! And didn’t she…accommodate Tony’s monster this morning without too much trouble! She couldn’t of done that without some decent hips!

Her ass was too big, though, those buns stuck out way too much! And too smooth. She really didn’t have any definition to her butt muscles like some of the other girls.

But you can’t have everything!

She was still admiring her butt, twisting around so she could see her jutting cheeks directly as well as in the mirror, when she was startled by a not loud but quite sharp “boing”! Then there was, reflected in the mirror, somebody standing behind her!

With a jerk she turned around to face the stranger.

And what a stranger! A young ponytailed blond, almost exactly her height, with a figure to kill for, dressed in some red, almost nothing harem costume!

Her vivid blue eyes sparkled and those full, red lips curled into the most irritating, arrogant smile! “So, admiring that ass, little girl?” she said in an equally irritating voice.

“Who are you?” Sandy replied, taking an instant dislike to the…bimbo.

“My name is Jeannie. And your name is…Sandy? No?”

Sandy controlled her reactions to the shock she felt at the stranger’s knowing her name to a brief widening of her eyes, “How…”

Her smirk seemed to intensify. “Did not Tony tell you about me? Oh, he can be so forgetful at times, especially when he has his big, juicy prick buried in your belly! No?”

Sandy’s jaw nearly dropped. “How do you know he… Did he tell you?”

Jeannie laughed. “Of course not! He has not had the time to tell me anything about you and him this morning! But he will! The very next time I blow him, he will tell me everything! Did he tell you about the island? About the bottle? About…well, you already know about his cock, do you not? Tell me, is he better with his bigger cock? I will never know, since he did not start fucking me till after I made it bigger!”

“OOOO! You BITCH!” Sandy screeched. “How do you know this! What is going on with Tony and you!”

Laughing again, Jeannie waved her hand in denial at the furious girl. “So innocent! No wonder he likes to fuck you! But, those days are over. Tony is my Master, now! And I do not share my Master with anyone! You are going away, starting now! Understand? Find some pimply boy to fuck you, because your days of serving under my Master are over!”

Stunned, Sandy could only shake her head. “No! I love him! He loves me! I won’t give him up!”

Jeannie’s maddening smirk never wavered. “You were admiring your feminine…assets when I arrived, were you not? They are not bad! For a schoolgirl! You should find some college man to take you in, without difficulty! But you cannot possibly compete with me! Let me show you why!”

Before Sandy’s wide open eyes the woman crossed her arms over her impressive chest, closed her eyes, and, with a brisk nod, the “boing” echoed again in Sandy’s ears.

And instantly Jeannie was naked! Absolutely, impressively, stripped bare!

Sandy gawked at the woman’s figure, instantly awed and intimidated. That was a figure! Jutting, cone shaped tits that seemed to dwarf her own! Hips to die for! When the arrogant, naked bitch turned around, Sandy winced at the perfection of her bulging ass.

“Tony says I have a bubblebutt! Do you not agree?” she smirked. “Are you convinced now?”

Sandy’s hands closed into furious fists as her eyes filled with tears of frustration…and fear. The damn bitch made her look like a grade school girl! But she wasn’t a quitter and she wasn’t about to take this bitch’s word about Tony! “No! He’ll have to tell me to my face! I love him and he loves me!” I think, she silently added.

Jeannie’s smile actually broadened. “Good for you, little girl! I was hoping that I would have to do more than just order you to leave my Master! It has been so long since I had a good fight with a female! I will make you leave Tony and I alone!” Another nod, another “boing” and in her open palm was a small leather pouch, about six inches wide by a little more high.

Sandy looked suspiciously at Jeannie, now. “What the hell is that?”

“Oh, this?” Jeannie replied flippantly while glancing at the pouch. “This is a little something I…acquired a long time ago from someone who, like you, insisted on interfering with my plans! My Master will be a great leader of this country someday! What do you call it…President? I will make him a great and powerful leader! Then he will be able to gain me access to great power! I have uses for such power! But, unfortunately, you insist on interfering. So I will have to use this again, for the first time in ages, literally. Believe me, I am sorry!”

She then hesitated a moment. “Maybe I should not be sorry! You see, once I am through with you, you will be very pleased to be my bitch!”

“Damn you, what does it do?”

“Well, if you insist. Have you ever participated in a…oh, what would you call it? A…’sexual combat’? A ‘sex fight’ might be a better description!”

“Are you crazy? We don’t use sex to fight…” then, abruptly, Sandy’s rant dropped off.

Jeannie had opened the pouch and dropped what looked like a simple cone shaped piece of polished, deep black rock into her palm.

Tony pulled into his driveway, already worried about how Jeannie was going to react, especially if she smelt Sandy on him. But deep down he didn’t care how Jeannie felt. Their little tryst this morning had convinced him where his future lay. He didn’t care how good that Genie was in bed, he loved Sandy and that was that!

He had thought, fantasized actually, about keeping Jeannie on the side, so to speak, dicking her two or three or five times a week. After marrying Sandy, of course.

No! He knew better! Stupid, but entertaining, idea!

No! Jeannie had to be made to understand that Sandy was his future.

Still thinking of how he would respond to Jeannie’s reaction, he entered his house and made directly for his bedroom.

Only to find Jeannie, and her bottle, gone!

Instantly his worse fears materialized. And he knew where Jeannie had gone.

Running madly out of his house, jumping into his car and tearing madly down the street, he prayed, for the first time in his life, that he wasn’t too late.

For either Sandy or Jeannie!

With a “boing” Ashtoreth and Astarte popped into being, just inside the back steel wall of the Academy’s gym. As usual, they were stark naked. Lusciously so.

Both quickly surveyed the area. Ashtoreth pointed to where girls voices could be heard, through a set of open doors leading to a well lit area beyond.

“We must find the Talisman, not schoolgirls, Ashtoreth!” Astarte, remembering all too well her Sister’s predilection for innocent females to corrupt, warned her.

Ashtoreth nodded, “Considering the Talisman’s effects, Jeannie could be with schoolgirls. Blue Djinn did send us to within its radius of effect, after all!”

“Why would Jeannie start a schoolgirl sexual combat orgy? For fun? No, I think she’s hiding somewhere in the building, probably in those unused storage rooms over there.”

Ashtoreth nodded again. “Looks like to me we should split up. I’ll go towards the…locker room, you to the storage areas. We’ll meet between them if we don’t find anything.”

“You just keep your hands to yourself in there! It’s well lit and there is no way a naked succubus is going to pass for a schoolgirl in there!”

Ashtoreth smiled. “Maybe if we were all naked, and in the showers, it wouldn’t matter if they recognized me or not!”

Astarte frowned mightily. “Keep your focus, stupid! Don’t fuck this up! I don’t feel like having Blue Djinn fuck my ass again for at least a couple more centuries, thank you! He’s too fucking big, even for a denizen of Sexual Hell!”

Ashtoreth waved her hand as she departed. “You’re such a wuss! Can’t call yourself a Succubus unless you’ve taken a cock up your ass as big as your leg at least every century or so! Anyway, I could tell, you loved being bent over his throne and porked, good and proper!”

Astarte just frowned and slipped into the storage room.

Sister Mary Constance chose that moment to leave her giggling, yelling soccer team, just finishing dressing for practice, to get some more practice balls from the storage room. Since it was practice she wasn’t in habit, wearing instead a t-shirt and sweat pants, both of which were entirely too small for her physique.

Sister Mary Constance was in her early 30’s and had kept herself in pretty good shape, for a nun. Her sweat pants were definitely too small for the ass she carried, her asscrack was decidedly outlined while her buns stretched the sweats too far for comfort.

Being of Italian ancestry she had a set of knockers that put to shame Jayne Mansfield, but her habit most effectively hid them, normally. But her t-shirt, any t-shirt, didn’t have a chance of hiding her ‘D’ going on ‘E’ cup boobs.

It was a good thing there were no men at the Academy gym!

Then, in that dark, quiet storage room, she met the Devil himself.

Except the Devil was a woman!

Astarte jumped when she saw the unsuspecting female noisily enter the room from the other interior door. Then her inhuman eyes made out the impressive physique on her and a hungry grin crossed her inhumanly lovely face.

Boldly the succubus stepped out into the open and waited for the human to make the two more further strides necessary for the female to finally see her.

Sister Mary Constance jerked to a stop with a gasp. Thinking at first it was one of her girls, playing a practical joke on her, she was about to issue a stern dressing down for frightening her half to death. But then she clearly saw the figure, the fantastic, voluptuous, horned figure of a Succubus, outlined in the light coming from the doorway.

The figure was tall, very tall, too tall for any of her girls. She also had a bosom the rivaled her own. And was she…naked?! She had never seen such large…breasts on a girl that were so…firm and jutting! And her hips were positively sinful! But the waist was incredibly narrow!

And she was naked.

And moving towards her!

Sister May Constance froze as the Succubus’ features became clearer as it closed with her.

In spite of the small horns on her upper forehead, the face was beautiful! Alien, true, especially the eyes, but wondrously beautiful. The most beautiful creature she had ever seen…

The smiling alien woman, towering over the wide eyed Sister Mary Constance, stepped smoothly up and embraced the mesmerized nun with long, narrow hands and impossibly strong arms.

Astarte gently but firmly gripped Sister Mary Constance by the back of her head, just above her neck, and tilted the woman’s face up to meet her hot, ruby red lips. Her other arm wrapped around the small of the nun’s back, drawing her abdomen and chest against her own.

Then they kissed.

The nun moaned into the kiss almost immediately, feeling the most exquisite heat surge into every bit of her that touched the tall female devil. Never had she ever felt such…lust…physical need fill her as in that kiss, that moment. Her hands soon went around her partner’s powerful back, and she sensuously ran her bare arms and hands around the hot, smooth, luscious flesh of Astarte’s back.

The embrace went on forever.

When it finally, temporarily, broke, and they separated a few inches, the nun’s nipples were projecting a good half inch through her reinforced Maidenform bra and t-shirt. Astarte, leering wickedly, couldn’t see but knew the woman’s pants were soaked with her lubricating fluids.

Sister Mary Constance hung in the Succubus’ arms, almost limp, staring up into those delicious cat-eyes with a pleading look so familiar to Astarte.

She wanted more.

Astarte nodded in understanding. Raising the woman to unsteady legs, she seized her t-shirt by the neck and effortlessly, as if it were made of tissue paper, ripped it off the nun.

Sister Mary Constance gasped.

Then the Succubus seized her bra by the front and, with equal superhuman strength, popped the two cups apart and dropped the useless item to the floor. She watched Sister Mary Constance’s two melons sway and quiver before her like two huge pears.

Sister Mary Constance could only whimper in the face of such power.

Then Astarte finished her off with another kiss, mauling her beautifully big melons at the same time.

When this kiss ended, the nun was quivering and limp, gasping for air and moaning like a cheap whore. Astarte lowered the overwhelmed nun to her back upon a convenient wrestling mat.

As she did, from between her legs, projected her clit.

The Succubus’ secret weapon: The hyper-enlarged clit. Quickly and continuously her clit, normally an inch or so long and half that wide, swelled and extended to demonic proportions. By the time the nun was settled upon her back, the clit was over a foot long and as wide as a typical male human’s wrist.

No woman or girl, mortal or immortal, could resist it once it was planted in their bellies.

Astarte grabbed the helpless nun’s sweats by her waist band, preparing to strip her of her last defense, when…something happened!

Ashtoreth peered around the doorway, literally drooling at what she was seeing! A good dozen young women, all in tight t-shirts and shorts, cavorting and giggling most attractively!

She was oh so tempted to tear into them! There were only two doors leading out, and the showers for them to retreat to…No problem with locking the doors, then herding them into the showers…She would have them all to herself!

Her clit was already jutting out over a foot before her. Her nipples were just as stiff. Staring at those, mostly, innocent young ladies made her juices flow and her demonic blood boil!

Oh why did she have to find that damn Genie!

Then she felt it!

A wave of lust, not unlike she experienced when Blue Djinn dropped his pants, surged irresistibly through her. Already aroused, it flared her passions for hard, sweaty, wickedly degrading sex like pouring gasoline on a fire!

As she panted, absentmindedly wrapping a hand around her huge clit and masturbating it, her last few rational thoughts concluded: The Talisman! That bitch Jeannie must have activated the Talisman!

Then she looked at the suddenly much more quiet girls, and all rational thought left her. They were pairing off, as if instinctively, writhing and rolling on the floor, on wrestling mats, on the benches, ripping off clothing, slobbering over freshly exposed tits, necks, bellies, loins; working for an on top advantage.

“Sex combat!” Ashtoreth husked, the fire in her loins overwhelming all other mental processes. Looking as the girls clumsily fought with each other, most of them for the first time trying to sexually dominate another female, Ashtoreth smiled.

If she couldn’t turn this circumstance to her advantage, being a naturally born (if she had been ‘born’) sexual combat expert in a room of novitiate lesbians…”Fresh meat!” she growled, stepping out from her hiding place and making for the nearest pair of half naked girls writhing together on the floor. Her fourteen inch long, arm thick clit swayed stiffly side to side as she stepped.

Sandy’s mouth was open, now. Her voice gone in a dry, lust constricted throat, she stood gawking at the cone of shiny black stone that Jeannie held in her outstretched hand.

What was happening to her?!

“MMMM!” Jeannie went, closing her eyes and sensuously running her other hand over her heaving jugs, pulling and pinching her swollen, pebble hard nipples while she rubbed her suddenly wet thighs together. “It HAS been a long time since I used the Talisman!”

Then she opened her eyes and focused on Sandy. She licked her lips, hungrily. “Do you feel it? Do you feel the power of the Talisman, little schoolgirl?”

Sandy managed to close her mouth and, panting wildly, look at Jeannie at the same time. Her eyes dropped to the Genie’s magnificent tits. Lust, lust for a female’s body…no, for Jeannie’s lush tits and ass burned deep inside her! Suddenly she had to have them…possess them…fuck them!

Is this what Tony felt looking at her naked body?

“What…” She managed to croak.

“What is happening, you ask?” Jeannie husked, her body as horribly aroused as Sandy’s. She put the ‘Talisman’ down on the bench, then stepped towards the panting girl. “You are about to become my slave!”

Stepping up to the mesmerized girl, Jeannie reached out and cupped Sandy’s two handfuls of tit. She immediately caught the girl’s rock hard nipples between her thumbs and forefingers and pinched.

“Uh!” Sandy gasped, nearly doubling over as if Jeannie had punched her in the stomach. God that felt good!

Then, seeing the smirk on Jeannie’s face, her temper flared. “No!” she added, slapping the Genie’s hands away. “What is that doing to me?!”

“You little bitch!” Jeannie screeched, rubbing her stung hand. Her eyes narrowed. Then she stepping up to the wary Sandy, “So, you schoolgirls like it rough, eh?” She reached out with both claw-armed hands.

Sandy caught Jeannie’s raised arms and they stood there a count, pushing against each other’s upraised arms. Their hard pointed breasts quivered and bounced from their otherwise near motionless struggle, rock hard nipples almost touching.

Then, though, Sandy realized that the other woman wasn’t as strong as she feared! Actually the stranger was not very strong at all!

Then Jeannie was going backwards. Her eyes suddenly widening in alarm, and, most importantly, her irritating smirk dropping into a worried frown, Jeannie was pushed by the schoolgirl athlete, hard, against the closed lockers.

Sandy smiled now, pressing Jeannie’s lush body firmly and, she hoped, painfully against the metal lockers. She soon had Jeannie’s hands and arms pressed up over the Genie’s head, flush against the lockers.

Sandy stood up against the Genie, their faces inches apart, their feminine charms pressed intimately together.

Then, abruptly, Jeannie stopped struggling! She closed her eyes and relaxed, letting the athletic, still driving Sandy melt into her lush curves and jutting boobs. Momentarily their faces, their left cheeks, came together. “I give up, Sandy!” Jeannie purred into Sandy’s ear, her heavy lidded eyes melting as a little, innocent smile crossed her lips.

Sandy didn’t know what to do! She had never faced someone who gave up so easily!

Then she felt Jeannie’s big, firm, hard nippled boobs crowding against her already aroused tits. Then the Genie’s smooth, hot belly was pressing, rubbing, sending its heat into her own! And she felt Jeannie’s mound, her pubic mound, pressing, humping against her own mound, and below it, against her…clit!

Heat, torrid, delicious physical pleasure surged through her flesh.

She let go of Jeannie’s limp arms to brace herself against the locker with her own arms. She chewed on her lower lip as sexual pleasure of a new type continued to surge through her. Below, between her legs where Jeannie’s pubic mound almost but not quite touched her pebbly clit, pleasure surged. Intensely sexual pleasure.

Not quite like the delicious pleasure that Tony gave her when she was in his arms, or under him. Not as frantic, urgent, intense, hard as Tony’s sexual pleasure.

But it was effective, and sexual, and it felt really good! Slow, gentle, subtle, the thrill built from very modest, innocent beginnings. But it built. Relentlessly. And in doing so it claimed her thinking, her planning, her desires…

Sandy gasped raggedly when Jeannie flicked her own rock hard nipples across hers. Sandy thought to herself that the bitch was trying to make it seem an accident, but she knew better! She was deliberately doing…it…

But already Sandy was doing nothing to stop the Genie from continuing to do it.

“OOOH!” Sandy gasped again as electric shocks surged from her jutting nipples. She felt Jeannie’s hands, those cool, strong, wickedly sharp nailed hands, slip around her, under her upraised arms, to stroke up and down her back.

So relaxing! So good! She knew her buttocks were jerking and quivering as her opponent ran those pointed wonders up and down from her shoulders down, down, down to almost the top of her bulging buns.

Then back up.

Oh, that was so…too…good!

She felt teeth, sharp, fanglike canines, press into the flesh of her neck. Right over her jugular.

“Sandy, Baby!” Jeannie whispered into the girl’s exposed neck. She kissed and then lapped Sandy’s flesh until it gleamed with wetness.

Until Sandy raggedly gasped as her throat throbbed.

Then the yellow-blond beast applied her fangs again, pressing deeper, almost breaking the skin right over her jugular.

Sandy whimpered and her knees nearly buckled completely.

But Jeannie seemed ready for such a reaction, dexterously sliding her claws down to sink them possessively into Sandy’s smooth, round buttocks. Then, using the talon-like ass-grip, she raised Sandy back up until the Genie’s bulging mound slipped under Sandy’s own mound and between her limply parted thighs.

And against her unhooded clit.

“No!” Sandy yelped with the first jolting sensation from her pussy. Finally she responded, belatedly bringing her hands down to push on Jeannie’s shoulders.

Jeannie just chuckled and, hauling the girl’s hips around by the fierce grip on her asscheeks, she crushed the girl’s unhooded, wide open little clit against her dominating sex mound. Jeannie’s short, fine pubic hair now came into play. The stubble acted like sandpaper, and as she ground the girl’s clit down on it, bolts of wicked electric sexual pleasure galvanized Sandy’s entire nervous system.

“OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH!’ Sandy moronically barked, her hips soon jerking forward on their own, humping against Jeannie’s evil sex mound.

“You wanted to know what sexual combat is? Well, now you know! Cum, Sandy, and lose! Just cum, cum for me, and you can be my willing sex slave. Just like my Master!”

“OOOOOHHH! Nooooo!” Sandy screamed in obvious despair. She was going to cum! And it felt wonderful! Just relax and let this strong, powerful woman…

But, at the last literal moment, Sandy’s competitive mind broke through the sexual haze. Don’t give up!

Without further thought or hesitation, then, she viciously slapped the unsuspecting, triumphant Jeannie right across the face!

With a howl the Genie lost her grip on Sandy’s ass, and then nearly fell down the lockers to the floor. She caught herself on the bench, though, and began to clumsily climb back up, while ruefully rubbing her stinging cheek.

Sandy, gasping and quivering in preorgasmic shudders, managed to stagger a few steps away. But that was as far as she could go, leaning against the lockers a few feet away, her thighs pressed together in trying to control the near orgasmic throbbings from her pussy.

“I won’t make that mistake again!” Jeannie said, rising upright once more. Then, with her irritating smile reconstructed, she moved in again.

But more carefully this time.

Sandy, unable to do more than lean against a locker at the moment, could only stare at the advancing Genie with real fear on her face. “Stay away from me!” she gasped, shaking her head futilely.

Jeannie just laughed and reached out for her.

Astarte felt the torrid waves surge through her, and they, as with Ashtoreth, reminded her of Blue Djinn’s prick. But she knew what to expect if the Talisman were activated, and she instantly realized it had been. Then she looked down at the half naked nun under her.

Sister Mary Constance had no knowledge or expectation of the Talisman. But she felt the alien waves of arousal and sexual aggression flood her too. Abruptly she had a new set of priorities. As if instinctual, she looked up at the magnificently built female devil and knew what she must do!

Suddenly Astarte gasped as hot, wet, hungry lips caught her left nipple and drew it into a blazing hot moist furnace. It was the woman’s mouth, nursing on her!

Nursing well!

Pleasure surged through her as the human, quite instinctually, started sexual combat!

Sexual combat with a Succubus!

Insane!

Astarte didn’t have the time to waste with this beginner! Pushing Sister Mary Constance off her suckled nipple, the Succubus dropped to her knees alongside the nun and smothered her with another soul stealing kiss. Immediately the nun was writhing again, sucking now on the demoness’ cinnamon flavored, foot long tongue as it fucked down the good Sister’s throat.

With Sister Mary Constance once again under control, Astarte plunged her hand into the human’s pants, finding without difficulty her hairy, soaking wet pussy. The nun moaned loudly into the Astarte’s kiss as her powerful, all knowledgeable hand parted the woman’s labia and plunged into the tight, but yielding fuck hole. As the nun moaned, her thighs spread, giving the Succubus more than enough room…

Within a minute the Succubus had one inhumanly long finger pumping wetly in and out of Sister Mary Constance’s pussy. In another moment she had two. After a further minute of powerful, dominating fingerfuck, the Succubus knew the woman was ready.

She broke their kiss, extracting her throat buried tongue noisily. Then she pulled her hand out of Sister Mary Constance’s wide open twat to grab the waistband of her sweatpants. With a tug she yanked them down past the nuns’ bulging ass.

Sister Mary Constance finally reacted to having her pants and panties yanked down, shrieking a brief but quite loud “No!” and the rolling away from the Succubus.

Astarte momentarily lost her balance when the nun moved away, but she maintained her grip on the sweatpants. She continued to pull them down to the nun’s ankles.

Sister Mary Constance rolled upon her hands and knees and tried to crawl away, but her roll managed to wrap her pants around her ankles and all she did was fall on her face.

As she desperately tried to get back up on her knees, the Succubus, seeing those big, full asscheeks shine in the light streaming in through the open doorway, saw red. With a snarl she leaped, claws and clit outstretched, to fall violently, like a predator making a kill, upon the naked back of the nun.

Howling in horror, Sister Mary Constance tried to strike at the beast riding her back, but the Succubus was consummately experienced at forced seduction. Once she confirmed that the woman could do little more than reach behind her to slap at her hips, she reached under the woman’s armpits and filled her hands with those ample boobs. Pinching mercilessly Sister Mary Constance’s stiff nipples led to a ragged gasp from her. Sliding a near fourteen inch long clit down her ass crease and through her soaked labia brought a more telling and longer lasting moan.

Astarte smiled. The moan always gives them away! She sent her right hand from the nun’s right boob down, over her heaving, sweaty belly, to between her legs. Instantly she found the defenselessly exposed clit.

“Ah!” the nun yelped when the Succubus gripped her love button! Her hips jumped back, trying to get her clit away from the threatening fingers. But at the same time bringing her ass up into proper penetration position!

Again Astarte attacked her clit, and again, with a yelp, Sister Mary Constance flipped her big butt back.

After the third assault, the nun’s ass was high enough. As if with a mind of its own, Astarte’s clit flipped up and inserted its broad tip into the tight, but extremely well lubricated fuck hole of the nun.

“Yes! Now I have you!” Astarte growled in triumph into the panting woman’s ear as she thrust mightily, driving nearly her entire rigid clit into Sister Mary Constance’s belly.

Sister Mary Constance’s slapping right hand abruptly gripped the right hip of the Succubus, her short but strong nails digging in as the wickedly wide clit spread her unused pussy. With mind crushing power and pleasure, the Succubus filled the nun’s feminine tube with cock-like clit. She held her victim by her belly, now, feeling the bulge form beneath the navel as the clit pushed her womb up.

When the plunge finally came to rest, Sister Mary Constance’s forehead dropped to the mat and she raised her big ass even further.

Astarte leaned by her ear, rotating her belly stuffing clit far, far up Sister Mary Constance’s womanhood. “Now you are mine, yes?”

The nun could only moan pitifully.

Then the Succubus began to fuck.

And Sister Mary Constance began to howl.

Ashtoreth walked right up to the nearest pair of sex wrestlers without being noticed. She really didn’t expect anything different, since she knew quite well what a sex combat frenzy would be like amongst the uninitiated. Everyone had paired off, according to who was closest to who when the Talisman was activated. Once they got to fighting their opponent, nothing else would matter until one of them forced the other to orgasm. Only then would the winner start looking for a new contestant.

The trick of winning a sex combat frenzy was to fuck through the ‘cattle’ as quickly as possible, then worry about the few ‘experts’ who would win the early matches. And, considering the assets and knowledge of a Succubus, Ashtoreth expected to go through this group in no time at all!

They clearly didn’t know the first thing about forced orgasm!

She watched a moment the first pair, a brunette and a blond. Both had managed to get their opponent’s t-shirt and bra up to their armpits, exposing not a bad pair of tits, for teenagers. Their nipples were nicely erect, but neither had been ‘worked’ properly. Furthermore neither had managed to get their opponent’s pants down. She doubted whether either had even gotten into the other’s pants, yet!

Real amateurs!

Well, time to give them an education!

The brunette was at least partially atop the blond, her butt facing up, so Ashtoreth went for her first. She simply grabbed the girl’s shorts by the waistband and ripped her ass naked.

That, at least, got the brunette’s attention! “Wha…” she started, pulling her head up.

Ashtoreth simply planted her left hand between her shoulder blades and pushed her face back to the floor. She squawked and sputtered, but didn’t do anything else when the Succubus followed up by grabbing her bare right hip and pulling her ass up, onto her knees.

Ashtoreth’s clit was waiting for her.

Her clit found the girl’s pussy easily but, even soaking wet, it was tight! Her first thrust hardly gained a couple inches into the nearly closed vagina. “Are all of you virgins?” she mumbled to herself as the girl’s head popped up again, accompanied by an all too obvious virginal shriek, but Ashtoreth, not in the mood to deal with virginal emotions, planted her hand, this time, atop the girl’s head and, with overwhelming power, pressed the still squawking girl’s face into the floor.

But Ashtoreth was taking too much time with the brunette, for now the blond started acting up by trying to get up!

With a frown, the Succubus sent her other hand to push the girl back onto her back, then proceeded to perform a well needed assault on her nicely formed tits. A few nipple pinches with appropriate stoking and the blond was writhing most properly on the floor.

Returning to the brunette, the Succubus wasted no more time on unimportant trivia such as deflowering a schoolgirl. She sent her second thrust at once, which, naturally with virgins, brought another howl, though not as dramatic as the first, and a further good six inches of girl tube penetrated. “AAAAAH!” went the Succubus as her third thrust obliterated all opposition in the girl, including her yelling, as she smacked solidly into formerly virginal cervix.

Pulling back, the Succubus now pulled on the brunette’s hair, drawing her up to her hands and knees. When she stroked in again, she pulled back on the whimpering girl’s hair, and the two of them smoothly came together.

At least where Succubus clit met (formerly) virginal girl womb.

“No!” the brunette gasped when they started moving towards each other.

“Uh! OOOOHHH!” she went when clit met cervix.

Ashtoreth pumped her three more times, deliberately hitting her G-spot with each hard thrust of her hentai sized clit. Three more times the girl squealed, dropping her head a little with each squeal. When Ashtoreth stopped her own strokes, the girl smoothly continued her own deep hip plunges. She soon was sliding in foot long, well lubricated strokes up and down Ashtoreth’s huge motionless clit.

She started making allot of noise again, but it was of intense G-spot crushing pleasure, so the Succubus didn’t worry nor mind about the noise.

She turned to the blond, reaching down from her thoroughly worked over tits to her shorts. Another tug and the blond proved that she was a real blond, her rent shorts flying towards the showers. Before the girl could start squawking, like the brunette, Ashtoreth reached in and drove two stiff fingers into her extremely juicy pussy, silencing all protests at once.

She found the girl delightfully tight, and, being well lubed, soon very receptive to hard fingerfuck. Watching the sweet girl writhe uncontrollably under her fingerfuck, only the girl’s wide open eyes offering any resistance to Astoreth's sexual conquest of her, she thought of torturing the babe a while. Just for fun. But she quickly realized that had other fish to fuck, about a dozen more actually, and therefore decided that she didn’t want to spend too much time on these two losers.

The brunette was humping wildly now, her head hanging from her stretched scalp as she mindlessly but effectively fucked herself on demonic clit. Ashtoreth released her hair, and the brunette’s head dropped to the floor with a thump. But her still raised high ass actually sped up its riding of the Succubus’ clit, and the guttural, strained moans from the head twisting girl told Ashtoreth that she was not long for this match or world.

She decided to end it for both of them. She brought her thumb up to the blond’s stiff clit, and added a third stiff finger to the girl’s pussy. Then, driving her three fingers to the last knuckle, she hooked the blond’s pubic bone on the inside and began strumming her fingertips right on the girl’s G-spot. In a coup de grace, her thumb crushed the girl’s clit down upon her pubic bone.

No female could resist that combination.

Sure enough, both girls exploded together, howling and thrashing, humping and fucking, in the most mind shattering orgasms of their young lives.

They also became Ashtoreth’s fuck slaves for the duration of the frenzy.

They would come in handy.

“You…You stay away!” Sandy, still quivering in intense, unsought arousal, desperately yelled at Jeannie when she grabbed her outstretched arm. “No! S…S…Stop!”

“You are just too easy, schoolgirl!” Jeannie chuckled, yanking on Sandy’s arm. As Sandy drunkenly staggered back into the Genie’s merciless embrace, Jeannie watched the girl carefully for signs of any more rude, physical attacks. She had learned that lesson well.

Once in her arms, Jeannie brought her face, with its triumphant, arrogant smirk, right up to Sandy’s fearful one. “You are supposed to make your opponent cum, not make them unconscious! And you are supposed to try to stop me when I fuck you! I could have had you three times already this match! Do you not know anything about sex combat? Apparently not, so, as a favor to you and my Master, let me give you a quick lesson!”

Then the Genie brought the girl into a will crushing kiss, her embrace expertly pressing the girl’s firm, young body against Jeannie’s lush curves.

Sandy had never been kissed by a girl, romantically that is, and she quickly realized that she had never been kissed like this…by anyone! The lips, the smell, the taste of Jeannie quickly stole her breath and inexorably degraded her already reduced will to resist.

Even though her bewildered, sexually provoked yet still rational mind screamed at her to fight, to resist the soul stealing lesbianism besetting her, all she could register emotionally was: “It was so pleasant to be in her arms! Kissing this Genie was so delicious! Tony had never, could never, kiss her this satisfyingly!”
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Sandy was losing, her self-will dissolving away under Jeannie’s dominating lips.

Slowly, relentlessly, Sandy closed her eyes and melted into Jeannie’s arms, opening her mouth to the oral assault, ever more willingly accepting the Genie’s aggressive, cinnamon flavored tongue. The lesbian’s kiss was enchanting, intoxicating. And she wanted more lush dominance! Her strong body went slack under the heavenly assault.

As Sandy collapsed under the kiss, Jeannie forced her backwards over the bench, bending her back until the Genie was the only thing holding her up.

When Jeannie dropped her right hand between the girl’s limply spread thighs, her fingers slipping easily and knowledgeably into Sandy’s soaked pussy, the only protest from the schoolgirl was a kiss muffled moan. Jeannie didn’t want to wait for the lust stupefied girl to eventually respond, no doubt angrily, to her vaginal familiarity, so her fingers made directly for the pebbly clit.

Sandy’s hips jerked and her legs thrashed uselessly as Jeannie most expertly frigged the girl’s love button. She could have finished Sandy off right then and there. I would have been grand, making her scream out her undesired orgasm, arched backwards in her conqueror’s arms while humping and fucking her cunt against Jeannie’s omnipotent fingers.

But Jeannie wanted an even greater victory. A victory that would seal her ownership of Tony by making this schoolgirl never want to come between Jeannie and her Master ever again! So, after just a minute of frigging, she was lowering the whimpering, almost limp and very nearly orgasmic Sandy to the bench.

Breaking their lip lock, Jeannie took a quick moment to wet down, tongue flick and then nurse hard on each of the girl’s rock hard nipples. Then, with the squirming girl’s baby feeders each sprouting nearly inch long, vividly crimson and shiny wet nipples, the Genie slipped to the foot of the bench. Lifting Sandy’s limp legs up over her body until they were in an almost exact position as Tony had positioned her that morning, Jeannie bent her face down to just above the girl’s splayed open puss.

“You know I could have defeated you a half dozen times already!” Jeannie gloated, her hot, cinnamon breath against the girl’s tender loins making Sandy hiss. “But after watching how Master licked you this morning, I just have to show you how to properly get a girl off with your tongue!”

When Sandy, panting wildly and dripping sweat, looked down her heaving belly to gawk at what was about to happen to her, Jeannie opened her mouth and extended a tongue that was as wide as the Genie’s mouth and over a foot long!

“Are you hot, Baby?” Jeannie asked after retracting her tongue. She took the time to repeatedly circle Sandy’s clit with a single finger.

Sandy’s head thumped back upon the wooden bench and she whimpered pitifully. She was so hot! She had no will left to resist. She no longer wanted to resist this heavenly creature! Jeannie was so masterful! So irresistible! That finger sent shivers up her spine that felt so good!

“Okay, Baby, I will end this!” Jeannie said, then plunged her face into Sandy’s wide spread pussy.

The tongue blasted into her all at once, feeling as thick and long as Tony’s cock, only more muscular, more sure, more possessive, more dominant. She wasn’t slow and careful as Tony had been. She knew what she was doing, how hard she could, she should, take the schoolgirl’s tight but willing pussy. She knew how to make Sandy endure ALL the pleasures that a female could experience!

Sandy was stuffed. Wonderfully so! Every bit of her girl tube was filled with tongue. Never had she felt so full! There was nothing else she thought there was to experience as a girl then that tongue filling her fuck tube.

Then that demonic tongue moved inside her!

Breath instantly frozen, the girl’s hands frantically clutched the bench over her head while her teeth sank into her lower lip. But nothing helped the rush of submissive helplessness that tongue squirming against her deep feminine guts created. All she wanted now was to be fucked. To be pounded into mush by a long and thick phallus.

A phallus that could move around inside her girl tube!

She looked down again and saw only Jeannie’s eyes and forehead. The sweaty faced schoolgirl smiled crookedly, visually communicating with her subjugator that she relished what was being done to her.

Jeannie knew that the girl loved what she was doing to her. Long ago hundreds of girls, most younger than Sandy, had given her that very same crooked smile grimace. It was the sign of a new born lesbian, realizing just what she had been looking for…and not getting, from men. She watched Sandy’s wide and white eyes with evil amusement as her tongue stabbed deeper, and deeper, and deeper…

Then Sandy saw, and felt, her belly bulge! It was the weirdest sensation, like someone trying to push out of her from different parts of her guts! First one place in her belly would bulge for awhile, then another.

It was as if the tongue was searching for something…

Then it found it! Sandy had known nothing about her G-spot until Tony hit it this morning…

Now Jeannie’s tongue showed her exactly where it was at!

The sensation was indescribable. Suddenly the schoolgirl wanted the Genie to crawl right up inside her! “Nooooo!” Sandy whined with the first pressure.

Jeannie’s eyes flashed, then she chuckled between Sandy’s labia.

Then that tongue went to work. Right against her G-spot.

Sandy’s breathing dramatically picked up. Harder and harder she panted, each inhalation going through her flared nostrils, her mouth closed chewing on her lower lip. More sweating broke out, pouring down her forehead, armpits, between her heaving, swelling tits.

The pleasure was like when Tony’s cock smashed deep into her, only it was continuous, insistent, demanding. A continuous pressure that sent a new, continuous signal of deep penetration pressure strait to her sex cooked brain.

It was devastating.

Sandy closed her eyes, shaking her head violently.

Nothing helped.

Her mouth flew open, inhaling great lungfuls of desperately needed air. Her hands flew down from clutching the bench over her head to clutching the beautiful yellow-blond hair behind her offered up pussy.

The tongue would not stop.

It was too much.

Sandy broke completely under Jeannie’s masterful tongue fuck. “Oh Jeannie, Darling! Don’t stop! I love you! Take me! Fuck me! PLEASE!” she shrieked at the top of her lungs.

Then there was the freeze. For an eternal twenty seconds time stood still. Expertly the Genie kept her on the edge, applying just enough pressure and movement to keep her begging, but not enough to sent her crashing over the edge.

And Sandy begged. She cursed. She used every nasty, ugly, sexy word she had ever heard, even some she hadn’t used around Tony! She sold her soul to that yellow-blond bitch whose tongue she was wrapped around.

Then a merciful Jeannie finished her off with a powerful punch right into the G-spot and there was only screaming and thrashing and howling and convulsions and orgasm!

And defeat.

Tony tore up to the curb, smoking his tires and attracting every cop within a mile. Not waiting for the sirens, he was out and sprinting across the grass to the back door of the gym. But at the door he halted, hesitating a moment to catch his breath.

And finally think.

If he barged in there chances are he would be more likely to cause more trouble than he would fix. There might a dozen naked teenagers taking a shower, for instance!

While in more ‘normal’ times that may not be that big, or unusual, a problem for a pilot dating one of the girls to ‘accidentally’ barge into a shower room full of naked coeds, these were not ‘normal’ times. Better to sneak in, or at least slowly go in and reconnoiter first…

Enough for thinking, Tony cracked open the door just enough to slip through. Inside, he closed the door and hesitated again, only this time it was to let his eyes adjust to the darkness.

And to give his cock time to split his pants!

After just a few seconds standing inside the door, Tony had the most wicked sensations bombard him! It was like a very fixed horniness, surging through him. It was arousal, very sexual, but of a specific…kind. As his cock stiffened, without any urging from him, he was suddenly very much in the mood to fuck!

But not just any kind of fucking, and certainly nothing to do with romantic lovemaking. More like…well, rape! He wasn’t angry. He didn’t want to physically hurt anyone. He just suddenly had the conviction, the determination, to jump the first female that he came across and fuck her stupid! And it wasn’t like when he hadn’t seen Sandy for a week and his balls were full! There was absolutely no romantic feelings at all. He just wanted to dominate a woman…to MAKE her cum!

He had never felt anything like the feeling that was coursing through his veins at that moment.

Then he saw his first victim!

Actually it was more of an outline, some twenty feet before him, laying on the floor. Then he saw it was two people, one atop the other. He saw legs sticking up into her air. Feminine legs!

Then he made out the hips of the second person laying between those legs.

Feminine hips!

With a really great looking set of smooth, shiny, bulging buns sticking up!

Tony began tearing off his clothes.

It seemed the right thing to do at that moment. He could hear increasingly loud squeals and wails coming from farther in the gym. From that he could only surmise that there were others with the same intention as him!

Might as well join the fun!

Naked, with his prick jutting out half a mile before him, he approached the two women on the floor. The light was quite limited, but soon he made out a smaller, really stacked woman on her back under a taller, much taller, extremely well build woman who was kissing her.

All right! Lesbo!

Then he recognized the bottom, ‘Sister Mary Constance! Sandy’s coach!’ he recalled. He’d recognized those jugs anywhere! He had seen them once in a t-shirt. The kind of vision that would be permanently burned into any red-blooded male’s memory!

Now they were naked!

The taller woman, who had to be a foot taller than the nun and a couple-three inches taller than Tony, had the nun’s legs hooked in her arms and, besides passionately kissing the shit out Sister Mary Constance, was also…fucking her? That’s what her hips looked like they were doing, humping up and down between the nun’s full thighs!

Then lust flared in Tony’s fevered mind, and it didn’t matter who was doing what to Sister Mary Constance, the top was going to become Tony’s bottom pronto!

Not bothering to think anymore, the horse hung male stepped up between Astarte’s spread legs and knelt right behind her humping ass. At that moment Tony thought that those fabulous Succubus buns had an even deeper and more fuckable crack than even Jeannie! With precum pouring out his prick, Tony just leaned forward, planted his left hand between the unsuspecting Astarte’s shoulders and used his right hand to guide his penile monster right between her asscheeks.

Just as Astarte was pulling back out of the nun’s well fucked pussy.

Tony’s aim was perfect and his cockhead interacted with Succubus asshole when each were only halfway through their respective movements. The result was Tony’s gravity assisted downward plunge quickly and easily overwhelmed Astarte’s sphincter on its own upward stroke,

The Succubus’ shocked shriek rattled the windows with demonic force as Tony’s fist sized, precum covered glans forced her sphincter and led the way for a good foot of arm thick cockshaft to follow into Astarte’s blazing hot, velvety bowels.

That velvety walled backdoor nearly set him off with that first mad plunge into, unknown to him, demonic ass. Tony almost unloaded right then and there. It was only his painful gnawing on his lower lip that distracted him just enough to avoid seminal disaster far up demonic tail.

Meanwhile, Astarte’s attention certainly was grabbed by Tony’s impulsive and, thanks mostly to blind luck, brilliant move. Succubii have many advantages in sexual combat, their enlarge able clits being only one…an outstandingly visible one. A consummately powerful, milking pussy being another.

If Tony had plunged into her juicy fuck hole, instead of her backdoor, he would have been milked dry in a minute.

But Succubii have one great weakness…

Their asses! Indeed, if they are buttfucked, especially by a demonically sized and shaped cock (as Jeannie had made Tony’s to be). Deep anal penetration was their undoing…their great weakness in sexual combat.

Blue Djinn knew it well. That tactic of rolling a screeching, thrashing Succubus onto her flat, smooth, strong belly and spearing her butt with nearly two feet of arm thick cock was his favorite means of defeating the Succubus Sisters during competitions!

Everybody on the ‘other side’ knew that great weakness!

Tony was about to learn it!

Gritting his teeth, thinking of crashing into the Persian Gulf, ripping his lower lip off, getting caught by her mother balls deep in Sandy’s belly, and other equally unpleasant experiences, Tony managed to fight down his spewing reflexes as he rode the suddenly thrashing female underneath him. Once he was safely out of danger, he immediately sent the rest of his fifteen inch pole balls deep into that wondrously tight and hot butt.

Astarte’s struggles collapsed once he reached that ‘spot’ she had just over a foot into her bowels. That ‘spot’ was what made buttfucking so dangerous to Succubii. It was the equivalent of the ‘G-spot’ in the vagina, only a much more stimulating source for orgasm in demonesses.

And Tony had reached it easily with his second thrust.

All she did now was quiver, instantly on the verge of exploding under this beast mounting her! When Tony slid back in preparation of driving in again, she shook her head.

“No!” she screeched when he did drive back in.

His second thrust felt so good that Tony forgot about any introductions and just began fucking. In foot long strokes he fucked this great ass under him. He had no idea of who he was using, and he didn’t care as long as she had such a great ass to fuck! He just fucked her.

And Astarte’s resistance disappeared after a couple more dominate, masterful, powerful thrusts by the demonic beast using her! That cock felt…wonderful!

Sometimes it was good being a bottom!

Tony fucked away, listening to his victim’s squeals and moans with utmost male pleasure. With no more struggle from the ass he was fucking, he slid his hands under her armpits and filled them with her surprisingly big and perfect tits!

Using those tits for handholds, Tony went into automatic, fucking away with no concerns except his own pleasure. And his pleasure was not far away, for that butt was tight! He swore she was sucking on him!

Astarte was, her ass was designed to suck on any cock big enough to reach her ‘spot’. It was a way of guaranteeing repeat performances from those cocks big enough to get her off!

And this one was getting her off!

She knew the consequences of orgasming during a sexual combat contest. Being enslaved to a total stranger may not be the most happy of circumstances. But this guy (if it was a guy) had one delightfully BIG bone! And, secondly, she found she really didn’t have a choice. This guy was fucking her off whether she liked it or not!

With another window shaking squeal, Astarte lost it, exploding unwillingly but wondrously under the hard pounding Tony. She squealed and thrashed and gripped his all powerful meat between her buns to let him know he had won.

Tony had no clue that he had won anything. He just really enjoyed having this babe milk his prick with her ass! Especially when her milking and squealing and general loving of his cornholeing her set him off about a half dozen thrusts later.

Boy did this babe squeal loud when he firehosed a good quart of manchowder up her bowels! She must of really liked it! (Succubii love getting really big loads in any opening!) Her guts told him of their pleasure, the way they growled as he unloaded.

He listened to her guts growl to him as he collapsed upon her tall, powerful back, his prick still buried securely far within her. For some minutes they lay, locked together, until the Succubus’ guts finally fell silent. Then Astarte stirred and Tony, still iron bar hard, pulled out of her with a disgusting slurp and rolled on his back alongside the two.

Astarte looked down at the back stabbing, butt fucking contestant and immediately fell under the Talisman’s influence. Seeing his jerking, fully erect prick, she immediately was overwhelmed with the desire, the need, to service Tony.

No sooner did she see him still towering than she frantically dove at his prick.

Tony’s eyes widened as the tall, powerful looking and incredibly sexy woman wrapped her unusually long hands around his jerking prick. She openly admired the sex pole, cat eyes gleaming, a big smile on her crimson lips, as she stroked and milked its fifteen inch length, her elongated fingers barely able to control its wicked thickness. Long strands of left over cum drooled out the tip, only to be immediately lapped up by her tongue.

Which had to be a foot long!

Tony, smiling in turn from the wet silk sensation of her lapping tongue, ran his hand up and down her svelte back before slipping under her armpit to heft her impressively full and firm tit. Then he hissed and threw his head back when she took his fondling as permission for her to engulf his prick.

Her mouth could barely get his fist sized cockhead past her lips, but once that barrier was defeated, with remarkable and commendable dedication, she forced her head around the rest of his cock until he was completely swallowed up in her widely distended throat. He felt her hot breath, expelled rapidly through her flared nostrils, cook his still stuffed balls.

“Oh yea, baby!” he moaned, laying his head back against Sister Mary Constance’s pillow-like boobs.

Then Astarte went to it, blowing Tony’s demonically enlarged dick as only a Succubus could. Her head began bobbing, in over foot long strokes, up and down his steely erect prick. Her throat would alternately expand and then contract as she gulped him down, then pulled him out of her maw. The sounds she made, reminiscent of pigs feeding at the trough, filled the darkened storage area as she cupped his tightening balls in her hands and vigorously milked them.

She was hungry.

In record time, accompanied with a breathless gasp, Tony fed her. Spasmically grabbing her head, he forced her down completely on his jumping cock, listening to her gag as he approached lift off.

Then her gagging stopped and the retching began. With the retching came great jets of cum spewing rhythmically out her dilated nostrils. Two ropes at a time, each pair of jets about ten seconds apart, he ground his buried cock in her throat and unloaded.

Astarte blissfully serviced her conqueror, letting him flood her sinuses with cum, watching as no fewer than six pairs of foot long wadd worms exited, most violently, through her nose. In turn she was able to swallow at lest twice as much cum as exited her nostrils, much to her culinary satisfaction.

It was what Succubii are born for (Even though, technically, they are not born.).

After he finally calmed down and stopped spewing, she took a good long time cleaning his genitals of all of that ejected semen. Like an anteater lapping up ants, she used her foot plus long tongue to clean any remaining sperm from his still hugely stiff cock, swollen balls, loose scrotum, and asscrack.

Tony, in turn, explored her fantastic body. Other than the fact that she was substantially taller, and apparently stronger, than a typical female, nothing really disturbed him until her felt her horns atop her forehead.

Horns?

Clearing cum from her throat, when his hands touched her horns, she first kissed the tip of his divine meat, then turned to him, “That was a most impressive move, Sire. I had no expectation for an attack from that…quarter. I commend you! I am at your service.”

He could make out her beautiful face more clearly. Especially the gorgeous cat eyes. “Horns? Are you some…uh, devil?”

She laughed softly. “Oh, my no, Sire. I am Astarte. I am your Succubus.”

“Succubus? Isn’t that someone who…uh, seduces people while they sleep?”

“Whatever,” she replied, then kissed the tip of his cock again, then plunged her face back into his balls, licking and kissing them hotly. She hoped to fire him up for another magnificent buttfuck.

“Wait a moment,” Tony interrupted, hearing more squeals and cries of feminine pleasure coming from the locker room. “What is going on around here.”

Astarte told him about the Blue Djinn, and Jeannie’s possession of the Talisman of Bonding, and that she was apparently using it in the gym.

“Where is she?”

Kissing his cock again, Astarte replied, “Probably in the locker room. I believe she is having a sex fight with a student she has a disagreement with. I overheard something about getting this girl away from Jeannie’s ‘Master’.”

“Sandy!” Tony yelled, jumping up. “It’s my girl!”

Astarte looked up at him with a confused frown. “Why do you worry? You have Jeannie, and now me!” She took a big lick of his low hanging balls again. “Why do you need a schoolgirl? You would probably kill her if you fucked her ass, even if she let you! You can have me, any opening you want, anytime you want?”

“You don’t understand,” he replied. “Look, I have to save her. You help me, and I’ll fuck your ass again.”

“Just once? You know, I don’t think your ‘Sandy’ was doing very well against Jeannie. Jeannie is very experienced in sexual combat. I would have difficulty defeating her. That’s why the Blue Djinn sent my sister, Ashtoreth, with me!”

“Where is Ashtoreth?” Tony asked.

Suddenly another series of loud, orgasmic squeals came from the better lit part of the gym.

“There,” Astarte simply said. “She’s in ‘combat’ with some of your ‘Sandy’s’ friends.”

“Tell me, you said that you’re ‘bound’ to me sexually because I fucked you?”

Astarte hesitated. “Technically, as you would say, because you made me, forced me, to orgasm. I am bound to you until the Talisman is inactivated by being put back in its pouch or we leave this building. The iron in its walls blocks the Talisman’s emanations.”

“And if I fuck Ashtoreth, too?”

“She’ll be bound to you, also.”

“Do you think the two of you could overcome Jeannie?”

“Possible,” Astarte replied. “The Blue Djinn thought we could. But he cannot, not while Jeannie is in possession of the Talisman. And I am afraid no denizen of the Magical Lands could. I am afraid, also, that your luscious cock would not be able to withstand her sexual weapons long enough to force her to cum. If I remember, you felt like you nearly came when you first entered me, did you not?”

Tony nodded grimly. “Yea, I just can’t hold back very long. Ever since Jeannie enlarged my cock.”

Astarte nodded. “That explains it. When she demonized your organ, she put a sex spell on you. She can control you by simply making you sexually loose control. She can make you erect, or horny, or make you orgasm whenever she wants. Have you noticed that?”

“Oh yea! I can’t resist her! Damn she’s sexy!”

“Well, part of that is that spell. And that spell can only be broken if she loses the Talisman. It’s the source of all sex magic. Someone has to get the Talisman away from her.”

“What if I just stole it?”

“It would corrupt you, like it did her. It would not be a pretty sight! You would become more sex obsessed than you are now!”

“Thanks!” Tony replied with a twisted smile. “Then, I guess the only thing I can think of doing is get my prick up your Sister’s ass, get the Talisman myself, and then take on Jeannie! Show me your Sister’s ass!”

“Yes, Sire! You promise me another butt fuck?”

“The way I feel right now, I promise both of you a dozen butt fucks, if we can pull this off!”

Sandy, legs still up, quivering in the awesome aftershocks of the most overwhelming orgasm of her young life, opened her eyes to see Jeannie standing literally over her. She was straddling the bench that Sandy was still laid out on, straddling Sandy at the shoulders. Sandy looked right up into Jeannie’s passion pink, wet, and wide open pussy just four inches above her chin.

“Well, my little schoolgirl,” Jeannie smirked. “You have recovered, no?”

Frowning, Sandy nodded briskly. “Get off me!”

Jeannie looked surprised. “Oh, you still dislike me? What a disappointment, after all the trouble I went through to fuck you better than Tony…I mean, my Master, did! I was so certain that you would be grateful!”

Then she stepped forward until her twat was directly over Sandy’s mouth and nose. “Are you certain that you are not a little bit grateful?”

Sandy’s eyes went from Jeannie’s eyes down to Jeannie’s pussy hovering right over her mouth. Then the strangest sensation coursed over her. Suddenly licking her lips, she had the strongest desire, no craving, to bury her face into that pussy!

Normally she would have found the idea of even getting this close to another woman’s pussy totally gross. Even now her rational mind hated Jeannie’s guts, and that included her twat. But on the emotional lever, and growing remarkably rapidly, was a desperate urge to lick twat! And specifically Jeannie’s dripping wet snatch!

Sandy’s breathing picked up, her still hard pointed tits rising and falling more rapidly as she stared, studied the cunt inches above her. This was crazy! she screamed at herself. She had never had the least inclination to be a pussy licker! What was happening to her.

Then Jeannie bent her knees and her…gorgeous pussy came closer.

“N…No!” Sandy gasped, trying to sound firm, certain.

Jeannie chuckled when the girl failed miserably.

“What are you doing…” she whispered as the first whiffs of Jeannie’s pussy smell…perfume, reached her nose.

“Rewarding you,” Jeannie replied, continuing her slow, agonizing descent. “Enjoy!”

“Please, no…” Sandy got out just before Jeannie’s cunt wrapped around the girl’s face.

Instinctively Sandy extended her tongue and the coppery/cinnamon flavor of Jeannie saturated her senses. Her whole body shuddered, but not in revulsion. Suddenly, without being conscious of it, her hands were full of Jeannie’s bubblebutt cheeks, gripping them desperately, hungrily, with her own fingernails. Then her tongue began lapping, eagerly, the Genie’s delicious pussy.

“OOOO!” Jeannie cried in delight. “You are a natural! Natural born cunt lapper! Keep it up, I want to cum all over that pretty little schoolgirl face of yours. Just as a memento of my victory over you! Yea. Don’t forget to suck, too. Suck on my clit. It is good, Darling! OOOO! You are much better than my Master!”

Sandy went nuts, lapping and licking with abandon, then driving her much shorter tongue as far as it could go into Jeannie’s fuck hole. After a few minutes of that, she shifted her head up a few inches and wrapped her hungry lips around Jeannie’s stiff, unhooded clit.

Then she sucked, sucked, sucked…

Like her life depended on it.

Jeannie began singing like a little bird.

Tony pulled out of Ashtoreth’s growling guts, finally slapping away her ball milking hands from between her legs. At once the Succubus turned and began bobbing on his huge prick, coating it with her sweet saliva.

“No!” he barked, as if talking to a puppy. He pushed the inhumanly beautiful Succubus away. “I’ll fuck you and your Sister as much as you want after we save my girl, Sandy! And, according to your Sister, we have to get that Talisman away from Jeannie! So get your sex fighting face on!”

The newly fucked and ‘bonded’ Ashtoreth, eyes switching rapidly between her new ‘Sire’s’ face and his all important meat, nodded. Then she rose.

Tony smiled when the two Sisters, standing side by side, suddenly grew, each, a clit nearly as long and thick as his demonically enhanced cock! “Nice weapons for a sex fight!” he said, then turned for the locker room.

They entered the locker room from the back way. It was fortuitous for when they rounded the corner of the lockers, the image that greeted Tony nearly broke his heart.

Sandy was on a bench, on her back, her legs held up over her head by a Jeannie straddling that bench. Jeannie was straddling, also, Sandy’s face! And Sandy looked like she was sucking the shit out of Jeannie’s pussy!

And loving it!

Holding Jeannie by her fabulous bubblebutt, she hauled the Genie’s dripping wet cunt up and down over the face, and Tony could clearly see her tongue going triple time over every part of that beautiful pussy!

She was loving licking pussy!

Jeannie had made a lesbian out of her!

It was only Astarte’s intervention that presented him, in his sudden wild fury, from jumping that bitch Jeannie. “She would defeat you! Then we wouldn’t be able to get the Talisman or defeat her ourselves! The Talisman has us in its grip, that’s why we follow you! We’d do anything you ask, but only partly for your delicious cock! The Talisman has as much influence on us, and everybody here when it was activated, as your cock does.”

Then Ashtoreth stepped in. “Wait! He wasn’t here when the Talisman was activated! That means he is not under the original spell! He is an outsider! He can reset or even deactivate the Talisman!”

She turned directly to him, absentmindedly taking his wildly drooling cock in hand. Her Sister, too, reached between his legs and idylly began fondling his low hanging balls. “If you can get the Talisman before Jeannie cums all over your Sandy’s face, it will reset the Talisman…It could work!”

“How do I?”

“Just pick it up! But Sandy must make her cum immediately afterwards or she’ll bind you too by making you cum!”

Suddenly, as if on que, Jeannie moaned, quite loudly, “Oh, you are learning little schoolgirl! That’s it, suck my button! You are getting me quite close, little schoolgirl!”

Ashtoreth let go of his cock and pushed him forward. “Hear that? Go! Get the Talisman and get Sandy to get Jeannie off! Go!”

It was a good thing that Jeannie was so close to cuming, cause the two Succubii Sisters were making a lot of noise urging Tony on.

But he finally acted. Slipping by the face humping, eyes closed Genie, he simply picked up the cone shaped rock.

Nothing happen!

But, he thought, maybe nothing would happen.

Then Jeannie moaned, and opened her eyes. Then her mouth opened in shock. “You!”

Tony took a step back so the Genie couldn’t get her hands on his meat, then yelled, “Sandy, its Tony! I love you, Baby! Look, you got to do what she says. Get her off! Make her cum, now! Do it, Baby! Now!”

Sandy heard him, even with the Genie’s pussy seemingly wrapped around her face. Her rational part of her wanted to yell at him to get the bitch off her. But her emotional part was totally obsessed with eating her first pussy, with getting Jeannie off, all over her face!

Then she considered what Tony was telling her, quite urgently actually. Did he really say for her to suck off the Genie? Sure sounded like it!

Tony saw clearly Jeannie’s smirk return. “I cannot believe you want your pretty virginal schoolgirl to finish what I have started? You want her to be my lesbian suck slave? You want her to become addicted to licking my pussy? Certainly, I would be happy to have her join you as my sex slaves…”

Sandy heard that, too, an suddenly Tony’s urges became clear…at least more clear!

Then two things happened, basically simultaneously. In the first Sandy, using her grip on Jeannie’s ass, slid the Genie’s clit downwards into her vacuumous mouth. The girl began nursing most strenuously on Jeannie’s clit.

Second, Jeannie saw the Talisman in Tony’s hand!

Her smirk of triumph disappeared, “Why you traitor!” she growled. “Give my Talisman back or I will…gack!” The Genie’s jaw dropped and her eyes widened alarmingly.

Jeannie’s threat was cut off because Sandy had just captured Jeannie’s clit between her front teeth! Then she began grinding those teeth, side to side, over the Genie’s love button.

“No!” Jeannie screamed, grabbing Sandy by the hair. It had been a long, long time since she had felt such lightning like bolts of outrageous pleasure exploding from her loins as the little schoolgirl’s clamped down teeth upon her unhooded clit! Yanking furiously, she tried to dismount.

Sandy, a quick learner, used her butt grip, digging those long, sharp schoolgirl fingernails deep into the Genie’s bulbous buns to keep Jeannie in place.

Suddenly Jeannie couldn’t concentrate on her spell casting, her mind seized by the outrageous pleasure surging from her bit clit. Unless she got off the schoolgirl’s face, she couldn’t use her magic!

Then, unbidden, the Succubii Sister’s stepped in most fortuitously. Standing on each side of the schoolgirl face riding Genie, they simply grabbed her arms and spread them apart. Even though Jeannie tugged and struggled with all of her superhuman strength, the combination of the equally strong Succubii and the fearsome, strength retarding pleasure of Sandy’s clit nibbling, insured that the Genie would not escape this trap!

Once Jeannie realized she couldn’t get off, that she was truly trapped by schoolgirl teeth, the rest was anticlimactic, so to speak. Within seconds the Genie’s formerly fierce resistance collapsed and two Succubii Sisters felt safe enough to use one hand each to maul Jeannie’s still magnificent melons. Their tit work adding to the pleasure overwhelming the Genie, the two Sisters held her atop Sarah’s face, letting the schoolgirl enjoy her most appropriate triumph over the pleasure dominated Genie.

Jeannie wailed and moaned, desperately trying to resist the ever building pleasure. With a literally superhuman effort of her will she fought the rising tide of bliss, but held down by the Succubii Sisters and unable to get her clit away from the schoolgirl’s vicious and horribly effective teeth, even she knew she was doomed.

Still she tried, desperately.

And futilely.

And oh so sexily, to the now voyeuristic Tony! He never realized how sexy the loser was in sexual combat! Watching the formerly proud, even arrogant, Genie reduced to a whimpering, panting, ready to explode fuck puppy…FORCED to cum totally against her will…was so hot!

Within thirty seconds Tony’s cock was jumping and leaping, tossing dozens of tacky precum worms all over Sandy’s forehead, Jeannie’s heaving belly, and the lecherously pawing Succubii Sisters straining thighs. In another five seconds Jeannie’s eyes rolled up and, open mouthed, screamed her defeat and drenched Tony’s girl’s face with a cupful of girl juice.

It took her a good two minutes to stop cuming.

All over Sandy’s face.

Once she was finally finished cuming, the Sisters dragged the still babbling, glassy eyed Genie off Sandy’s soaked face. Tony saw Sandy immediately look up over her soaked forehead at him, and his monstrous, cum drooling cock, and smiled. Her eyes crossed trying to focus on a long rope of precum hanging from his slit at the tip of his cock.

He suddenly wanted to ram his cock, all of it, right down Sandy’s sweet throat!

“Stop, Sire!” Astarte, seeing the look on the Talisman clutching Tony’s sex fevered face, interrupted, “The Talisman, Sire, it is affecting you already!”

With a shake of his head, Tony momentarily cleared his head of the most wicked ideas that had suddenly begun appearing. Looking at Astarte in shock, he nodded understanding. “I can’t keep holding this thing! I want to do the most…nasty things to Sandy, and you, and…”

“And you will continue to! The Talisman will drive you mad with sexual deviation! Even more than you had before! You must get rid of it!”

“How? You can’t take it, can you!”

Astarte stepped back, putting her hands up. “Oh, no! It would do the same to me as it did to Jeannie. Worse, even! No, Blue Djinn must have it!”

Now Ashtoreth broke in, “No! He is powerful enough in Sex Magic without it! If he obtained it again, he would be able to enslave the nonmortal world as well as the Mortal World!”

Tony held his hand up. “Now look! Someone must take it! If not Blue Djinn, who else? Do you want me to give it back to Jeannie?”

A chorus of “NO!” immediately followed.

Tony abruptly snapped his fingers. “Wait a minute! If I follow, you two Sisters have the same magical ability at Jeannie, right?”

They silently nodded.

“How long till Jeannie will have her powers back?”

Astarte looked carefully at the semiconscious Genie. “Maybe one half of your hours, maybe twice that long.”

“I’m putting this thing away for now, okay?” Tony said, opening the Talisman’s pouch.

“It will mean she will gain all her powers, once she recovers,” Ashtoreth added.

“Can’t help that!” Tony said, closing the pouch after the Talisman. “Can your magic teleport me about forty miles?”

“Certainly,” Ashtoreth replied.

“Jeannie too?”

She nodded.

“Can you negate gravity? And time?”

“Within reason, yes. I can slow down time greatly, but not stop it altogether.”

“Good enough,” Tony mumbled, then turned to Astarte. “Did you say this Blue Djinn was waiting for a signal from you that you had gotten the Talisman from Jeannie?”

“Yes, he will go to the Talisman once I signal.”

“Wherever the Talisman is?”

“Yes.”

“Immediately? How fast is ‘immediately’?”

“Within seconds, I’m sure. He is very anxious to get the Talisman.”

“Okay, can you girls operate machinery from forty miles away? If I’m there to point to the machinery?”

“Of course, if you are there to indicate what we are to manipulate! But what do you have in mind?”

Being magically teleported was one of the most strange non-experiences Tony had ever-never went through. And that was saying allot for an Astronaut!

He had no sensation whatsoever of traveling. One instance he was standing in the locker room and, literally, the next thought he had he was hovering, floating one hundred and forty odd feet above a concrete and steel launch pad at the Kennedy Space Center!

The most disconcerting part wasn’t the actual moving, it was the not moving…floating, hovering, whatever in mid air without any physical support keeping him from crashing lethally to the thick concrete far below. It was very much like zero-G, only he felt a pull from gravity.

He just didn’t crash to his death at the feet of a Atlas-Agena launch vehicle!

Magic was cool!

Then, once he finally got done flinching from his reflexive reaction, expecting a hard, violent death right after materializing alongside the payload, he noticed how the warning smoke rising from the blockhouse a mile away was rising oh so slowly…

Time had slowed down!

Then the finally launch warning flare went up from the blockhouse. At least a foot per minute, he estimated.

Which meant he had just a minute in real time to get this done!

Moving to the hatch leading into the probe, he put his finger on the flat screws that controlled the hatch lock. As if by magic, of course, each screw backed off when he pointed at it. After all four screws had been backed off, the lock retracted and the hatch opened.

The flare was some feet up.

Still time…

Inside was mostly empty space. This was a deep space probe, intended to orbit the sun once and return to Earth after collecting subatomic particles from the Solar Wind. The empty space was a chamber a good six feet high and nearly that much in diameter used to sort the variously sized particles before directing them magnetically to trap plates circling the chamber.

Just the right size for his purposes. Tony held the Talisman in his hand, still in its pouch. Holding it up, he simply said, “Now!”

Almost before he finished the “Now!” he heard an echoing, metallic thump inside the probe. Looking in, he saw Jeannie, deliciously naked, shaking her dazed head. Even before Tony could have a chance to leer at the Genie a flash of light distracted him.

Suddenly there was a…massive blue colored, bald man stooping in the chamber! He was big, and not just from fat, but there was muscle to spare under that fat. Tony gawked at the blue beast, stunned by his bulk stuffed in the now miniscule chamber.

“You!” Jeannie suddenly barked, recognizing the bulk only a foot or so from her.

Blue Djinn smiled at her, total evil on his face. Then his flimsy pants dropped of their own accord and a blue cock of monumental proportions, dwarfing Tony’s demonically enhanced dong, flipped stiffly up into the Genie’s furious face.

The damn sex pole had to be two feet long!

Jeannie noticed the cock an inch off her nose, then, and, as her eyes crossed, her mouth formed a wet, shiny ‘O’.

With a jerk, Tony ended his leering and, gabbing the Talisman’s pouch by the bottom, squeezed the Talisman out of the pouch and into the chamber. With a metallic clang, the naked Talisman rolled between the two demonic antagonists.

As Tony pushed the hatch shut he heard Jeannie gasp raggedly. Taking a quick glance inside just before it closed, he saw Blue Djinn’s massive cockhead jerk up and dump a cupload of wadd right between Jeannie’s eyes! Then the hatch closed and the screws dutifully screwed shut.

Immediately after the last screw closed, Tony was standing on his front porch!

He quickly looked around in utter surprise. He was supposed to return to the locker room and Sandy! Then he saw the binoculars on the rail and, in the distance, the familiar roar of liquid fueled rocket engines. Picking up the binoculars he followed the perfect launch, feeling not a little bit of satisfaction.

He had finally gotten rid of that nympho!

Well, the probe was supposed to be back from its solar orbit early in the next century, around forty years from now, he thought. Well, he would cross that bridge when he came to it!

Now he had Sandy to himself!

Flexing his semi-erect prick, she smiled when he realized that his cock was still monstrously endowed! Sandy was in for a wild marriage…under him!

But where was Sandy?

“We’re in here, Sire!” came from deep in his house.

It was NOT Sandy!

It was Astarte!

“We have Sandy, too!” came Ashtoreth!

Tony bolted into his front door and raced to the back bedroom. Even before he got to the bedroom door he heard the squeals and whines.

They were NOT coming from the Succubii Sisters!

In the bedroom doorway Tony stood wide eyed, shocked and almost in despair at what he saw.

His precious Sandy was in his bed, deliciously, wonderfully, beautifully naked.

He felt his cock lurch in his pants at the heavenly vision!

The only problem was his girl was not alone! The Succubii Sisters were straddling her!

And they were armed!

Their clits, almost as fiercely long and hard, and damn near as thick, as his own rapidly hardening equipment, where up and pressing between Sandy’s thighs! They were already shiny with wetness, Sandy’s!

Sandy looked at him with a stunned, sweaty, flushed face.

Astarte, behind his girl, looked at him with a sly, sexy smile. “We’ve been…talking with Miss Sandy, Sire! It seems she really, really…likes your enlarged organ! She told us your cum tastes good!”

Sandy slapped Astarte’s thigh and looked down in embarrassment.

Astarte’s smile broadened evilly. “My sister and I hoped you’d let us have a taste, sometime. We managed to get Miss Sandy to agree to that!”

Tony saw Astarte’s huge clit jump, giving him all the hint he needed how they ‘managed’ to get Sandy to agree to that!

Ashtoreth now looked over her shoulder from her position in front of the panting, sweating Sandy, “But she told us that she was afraid…afraid mind you, of taking your ‘manhood’ up her virgin ass! Sire, it is bad enough that she is still a virgin there, better yet being intimidated by your organ!”

Astarte jumped in. “By the standards of where we come from, you are about average! She should not be so fearful of you!”

Tony, recalled what he saw in that space probe, nodded in understanding.

Astarte continued, “So, as a wedding present, we decided to show her that her…backside can be as useful in conjugal bliss as her other openings!”

With no further delay Astarte slipped down behind Sandy’s bulging asscheeks and ran the tip of her good fourteen inch long clit up and down his girl’s asscrack!

Sandy squirmed and whined a brief ‘No!’. Then she looked at Tony and gave him a…guilty look! Biting on her lower lip, she reached back and gripped Astarte’s powerful, smooth hip.

Astarte looked at Tony, gave him a wicked smile, the thrust.

Sandy yelped as she was obviously breached.

Astarte took Sandy’s hand off her hip and, holding her arm out of the way, pursed her lips and slid her hips a good foot closer to Sandy’s lush butt!

And Sandy moaned!

Astarte leaned to her ear, kissed her on the lobe, then whispered loud enough for Tony to hear, “Feel good? Wouldn’t Tony feel just wonderful where I am?”

Sandy moaned again, then nodded!

Ashtoreth smirked back at Tony. “Let us finish with her, and you can have seconds!” Then the demonic bitch slipped her own huge clit into Sandy’s wet, wide open pussy and slid deeply home.

Tony saw Sandy’s belly swell, outlining the plunging clit.

With the overwhelmed schoolgirl sandwiched between them, the two Succubii Sisters seized her legs and spread them wide. For their use.

“OOOOHHHH!” Sandy wailed as they began pumping, together, in and out of her immobile hips. “OOOOOHHH! Don’t stop! Please! It’s sooooo goooood!” She planted her hands on their two shoulders and, pushing furiously, raised her head and chest up. Gritting her teeth, she held herself up above the two humping Succubii for a minute.

Then the Sisters ended her resistance to their assault by simply thrusting together into her pierced belly, sinking every soul robbing inch of clit into her at the same time.

With a final wail, Sandy collapsed back down into their merciless grasp.

Rolling her over upon her back onto Astarte, Ashtoreth partially mounted the girl. Then she looked back at Tony.

Suddenly Tony’s zipper dropped and his belt popped open! Then his pants dropped! Astarte smiled hungrily as his fifteen inch, iron bar hard, cock flipped up, tossing long strands of precum all over the rutting females on his bed.

Ashtoreth took both of Sandy’s hands in her own, then leaned into her panting, dripping wet face. Planting the girl’s hands on her own most impressive asscheeks, she huskily whispered, “Spread me, baby! Spread me for your man! I owe him!”

Looking from Ashtoreth’s fevered eyes to Tony’s leering ones, Sandy finally smiled. Then she pulled Ashtoreth’s perfect buns far apart.

Looking back, the still hard fucking Ashtoreth gasped back at Tony, “Come-on, Sire! Use me! You can have your Sandy for the rest of your life. How often to you get to fuck a Succubus in the ass?”

With a crooked grin Tony shuffled up to the bed and, with his pants still around his ankles, climbed aboard, pressing his drooling cockhead into Ashtoreth’s wide open asshole.

As Ashtoreth howled and his fist sized cockhead syruply popped into demoness tail, Tony looked at his straining girl’s beautiful face and thought that maybe meeting Jeannie hadn’t been such a bad idea after all!
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Blue Djinn, Succubii Sisters, and a Genie Named Je