Mark and the busty Djinn

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Mark Jones didn’t believe in vampires. He also didn’t believe in leprechauns, ghosts, werewolves, aliens, Santa Claus, or anything of the supernatural. So he certainly didn’t believe in genies or djinns popping out of bottles like you saw on reruns of old TV shows. When he found the old lamp buried in the sand of the local beach one morning as he was working it with his metal detector, he put it in his backpack without giving it a second thought. Later that afternoon he dumped his backpack out to look at what he’d found and the lamp tumbled out at his feet. It looked like something out of an old Arabian Nights fable and had seen better days, but he thought that it would make a good conversation piece once it was all cleaned up. He took it over to the sink to wash it off before he started polishing it. After he’d washed the sand off he wrapped it up in a rag and took it over to the couch to dry it off. Mark had only rubbed it two or three times before the lamp started to vibrate in his hands, startling him so that he dropped the lamp at his feet. It jiggled and bounced on the floor as it vibrated harder, and then a plume of light blue smoke shot out of the end, filling the room with a cloud that smelled of jasmine. Mark coughed once or twice, waving his hand in front of his face to clear the smoke away. It took several moments for the smoke to clear, and when it did his jaw dropped at what he saw. Standing before him with her hands on her hips was an honest-to-God genie, and what a genie it was! The genie was a woman, she had a spectacular body – narrow waist, flat stomach, shapely legs, firm ass and, of course, those spectacularly huge and gravity-defying tits! They were round and firm, standing out proudly from her chest. She was wearing the same type of genie outfit that you always see female genies wearing – a short pink velvet vest, a thin light pink middie top which stopped right under her breasts and did very little to conceal them, and the veil-like pantaloons that you could see right through, also light pink. The outfit was finished off by a little round genie hat and little genie shoes that ended in curled points. She was standing with her feet apart, hands on her hips, her huge round breasts barely contained by the flimsy material of her outfit. Mark could see the perpetually erect nipples poking through the material of her top. She was smiling as she looked down at him, sitting on his couch with his mouth hanging open “So what will it be, Master?” she asked, still standing in front of him. “What will what be?” he asked in return. The genie gave him a puzzled look as she replied. Mark shook his head, still in shock and not believing that he was actually talking to a real, live genie. “I am Jeanine, a genie or some might call me a djinn from old times. The lamp is an ancient artifact that allows me to appear and give you what you desire most. I will grant you wishes, pleasure, company and even power… but you must obey the laws.” She looked at Mark expectantly, waiting for his response. He nodded his consent. She smiled at him. “The six laws restricting my power are as such. Firstly, I cannot kill another man nor raise him from the grave. It… well it doesn’t turn out well for the one who breaks that rule. Secondly, I cannot give you anything that might harm another or yourself. Third, neither you nor I might use my power to manipulate a life choice in another human being. Fourth, I can only affect you and those directly tied to you. Fifth, I cannot force a living creature to love you or become unhealthily attracted to you. Finally, I can only grant you three wishes every day, and each wish must be according to those laws.” She stopped for breath, watching his face as he absorbed the information. “Do you have any questions, Master?” Finally snapping out of his trance, Mark replied. “Yes, I have a question.” “Shoot, Master.” “Why do you look the Ankara escort way you do?” “I chose this form so I wouldn’t scare the pants off of you when I appeared, Master,” the Jeanine replied. “I took it from your subconcious memories; I chose the one that took up the most space in that part of your subconcious. And I must say, this form takes up quite a lot of space in your brain!” she said, smiling. “Is my form not pleasing to you, Master? I can change it if you’d like,” the Jeanine said. “No, no, no, your form is just fine! Believe me, it’s just fine!” Mark replied, looking her up and down for the first time since she’d appeared. Jeanine smiled as he looked at her. “I’m glad you approve of my appearance,” she said. Noticing the growing bulge in his crotch, she smiled and said, “And I see that your approval is growing as we speak!” Mark was embarrassed as he shifted in his seat, trying to hide his growing erection. “Well, you’re the one who showed up looking that a way! I can’t help what my reaction is, you know.” “Yes, those things do have a mind of their own, don’t they?” the genie said, her eyes changing color gradually from the color of daisies to the color of wine cups, as she looked at the bulge of his cock through his pants. Shaking her head, the genie said, “Well, where were we? Oh, yes, your first set of wishes. What’ll it be, Master? Fame? Fortune? Women? Those are the usual requests whenever someone lets me out of the bottle.” “I don’t want any of those,” Mark replied, catching Jeanine off-guard. “You don’t?” she asked, with a puzzled look on her face. “Nope. What I want will bring me all of those, and more,” he replied with a slight grin. “I can’t wait to hear this,” Jeanine said. “And remember, you have to make it in the form of a wish.” “Easy enough,” Mark replied. “First, I wish my cock and balls were twice as big as they are now, but proportional.” “By ‘proportional’ you mean not just long but equally as big around, right?” Jeanine asked. “Right. Proportional as they are now, just twice as big.” “Okay, got it. One king-sized set of family jewels coming up!” she said, standing upright and putting her hands back on her hips. “You might want to stand up for this,” she advised. “It could get a little uncomfortable, not to mention painful, if you don’t have enough room to grow, so to speak!” Mark stood up as she suggested, and with a blink of her eyes Mark’s first wish came true. Mark felt a tingling wave of heat rush through his groin, and he felt his shaft and balls expanding and getting heavier. He looked down and saw the now-visible lump in his shorts and smiled. When he looked up at Jeanine he saw that she was staring at the lump in his shorts, too, and had a strange look in her eyes. She caught herself and shook her head slightly again, and then asked, “Okay, Master, now what would you like for your second wish of the day? “I wish to have the stamina to get hard even after having sex, whenever I choose to do so.” Mark could have sworn he saw Jeanine gulp when he said this. “Whenever you choose to?” she asked. “Yes! Whenever I choose to,” he replied, and she gulped again. “Wish number two of the day coming up,” she said, and she blinked her eyes again. Another flash of tingling heat swept through him, only this one felt a lot…deeper. “And for your last wish of the day, Master?” Jeanine asked. “For my last wish of the day,” Mark said, looking her right in the eyes, “I wish to be able to shoot four times as much cum per orgasm as a normal man.” This time he was sure that he heard Jeanine gasp, and he saw her eyes widen slightly and her mouth drop open. She was also slightly panting for breath as she said, “Four…four times as much…Your wish is my command, Master!” A third tingling flash went through him, this one running down the underside of his shaft and circling around his balls before running up his Ankara escort bayan spine and fading away. He looked down at the noticeable lump in his shorts and then looked up at Jeanine she, too, was looking at his crotch, her mouth open slightly. She was finally able to pry her eyes off of his crotch before speaking. “I have to ask, Master…just how big were you before I granted your first wish of the day?” “A little more than six inches,” Mark replied, “which means when I get hard now I should be…” “A little more than twelve inches!” Jeanine finished the sentence for him, her eyes wide and locked on his crotch. “And about as thick around as my wrist, if you granted my wish correctly,” he said. “Oh, I did it right, I can guarantee you that,” she replied, still staring down at the huge lump in his crotch. “You got exactly what you wished for.” “So do I have to rub the lamp every time I want to see you?” He desperately hoped the answer was no. He didn’t want her to leave him, not now or ever. She looked at him with an inquisitive glance, as though the question was a stupid one. “ No, I will stay with you for all time, your servant in all things.” She held her eyes on him. “So you’ll follow me around in that, sitting in my lap and granting all my wishes in public? Well I’ll be popular, that’s for sure.” At his last comment Jeanine smirked, her lips igniting his desire more than any woman’s had before. “Also, I am not just your genie. I am your companion…” As she spoke Jeanine walked closer and closer, finally closing the gap between them and placing her palm on the bulge in his pants. “… in ALL things. I am here to make sure you are never lonely… or unsatisfied….. but then again,” she said, looking up at Mark with a strange look in her eyes, “I don’t suppose it would hurt to make sure your wishes worked, would it?” “No, I don’t suppose it would,” Mark replied, feeling his newly-enlarged cock start to twitch. Playing her game now since he knew what she wanted, Mark said, “But just how do you propose to make sure?” Jeanine looked up at him and said, “I think I have a pretty good idea of how to do it, Master!” She leaned in and kissed him long and deep, her tongue snaking into his mouth while her hand found the lump of his cock. She rubbed his hardening shaft with the palm of her hand as she kissed him, her tongue dancing with his, and Mark reached down and grabbed her by her round, firm cheeks and pulled her close to him. He could feel the mounds of her firm, massive breasts pressing into his chest as they kissed. His cock grew hard quickly beneath her touch, and she squeezed his heavy balls through his pants to encourage it along. After several long moments Jeanine broke the kiss and stepped back from him, leaving them both short of breath. The fire of lust in her eyes was plain to see as she took off the short vest she was wearing, dropping it to the floor. Then she pulled her top up over her breasts and slipped her arms out of it, taking it off over her head and dropping it next to the vest. Her breasts were huge, round and full with just a little bit of sag from their great weight. Her nipples were small and perfect, surrounded by large pale areolas. Her mammoth mounds swayed on her chest with her movements . Mark’s cock was now fully erect, and he could feel the head pressing against the waistband of his shorts as it strained for release. He looked down for a moment and was amazed at the size of the lump pressing against his shorts. He looked up at Jeanine again as she slipped out of her flimsy pantaloons, her eyes locked on his erection. She tossed them aside and then stood before him, hands on her shapely hips, naked except for the little genie hat she still had on her head. After letting his gaze linger on her breasts for a few moments he looked down at her pussy; it was smooth. He could see that her outer Escort Ankara lips were swollen and full, slightly parted, an indication of just how aroused she was. “Your turn, Master,” she said, a ‘come fuck me!’ smile on her face. She sat on her haunches on the floor in front of him, her big breasts with their rock-hard nipples bobbing slightly as she moved, then she looked deep into his eyes with her own as she placed her warm, soft hand on his bare knee, and her touch was like an electric shock traveling up his leg right to his cock. “Ready?” he asked, teasing her “Wait a minute, master,” she said, putting her hand on his to stop him from opening his shorts. “Not yet, hang on just a minute,” she said, her eyes glued to the long, thick bulge in his shorts. She slid her hand down from his hand to his leg, running it down to his cock and rubbing her hand along the shaft. She watched in amazement as the bulge got even bigger, longer and thicker, growing right before her eyes. She heard her master gasp as she lightly gripped his cock with her hand through his shorts, squeezing it gently with first one and then both, her mouth falling open as it continued to grow beneath her touch. Mark could feel his heart pounding in his chest at his genie’s touch. “Okay, Jeanine, here it is!” he said, releasing his shorts and letting them fall. They fell part of the way down his hips but were kept from falling all the way down by his cock pushing against the leg; without thinking and without hesitation Jeanine reached up, grabbed the bottom edges of the legs of his shorts, and tugged them down to let them fall to the floor. His nearly fully erect cock sprang up like a jack-in-the-box, and Jeanine gasped as she saw it bobbing in front of her face. He saw that the genie’s eyes were wide with amazement and her mouth was hanging open as she looked at his cock; he looked down and was himself startled at what he saw. His cock was huge, thick and hard, pulsing slightly as the blood rushed through it. Mark had gotten exactly what he wished for – his cock was a little more than twelve inches long, as thick as his wrist, and was proportional in every way. The huge, bulbous head bobbed as it throbbed with blood coursing through it. The veins stood out prominently along the shaft, and the head was flared and full, a drop of pre-cum oozing from the slit. His balls were equally as big, hanging low beneath his shaft, heavy and full with cum. The shaft was standing nearly straight up, and he had the feeling that it would stay that way for a long, long time. “My God, it’s huge and it’s so…it’s so beautiful Master!” Jeanine said, transfixed by the sight of the massive cock in front of her, “I have to have it!” “Think you can handle this much cock?” Mark asked, still playing with her. She looked him dead in the eye and her response let no doubt. “Master, I’ve been locked up in that bottle for more than a ten thousand years, and at this point there’s no cock too big for me to handle!” With that Jeanine reached up to grasp it with both hands. Her huge tits swayed with her movements, the nipples harder than ever. She wrapped her fingers around the thick shaft, gripping it tightly as she closed her fingers around it and tried to make them meet. “I can’t even get my fingers around it, this thing is so big!” she said, looking up at Mark as she began to slowly pump his cock with both hands., and she was rewarded with a big clear drop of precum that appeared at the tip. Without hesitation Jeanine clamped her full, soft lips over the tip of his cock and sucked the precum out, sliding her tongue along the sensitive underside as she did so. She continued to pump her Master’s cock in her hands, coaxing more precum from his cock which she immediately swallowed down. She slid her lips further back along the head until they slipped past the flared ridge, Jeanine opening her jaw nearly as wide as it would go to get all of Mark’s new huge cockhead in her mouth. She immediately began sucking, applying pressure as she slathered her tongue over and around the head of his cock, and Mark groaned slightly as she gripped his shaft tigher and pumped harder, making his precum begin to flow like a small river.

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