Jeannie awoke slowly, stretching her lithe, sleek body on the silky, sensual satin sheets. Another frustrating day was about to begin. She had been stuck in this bottle for so many centuries. She was one horny little genie and was getting frustrated with getting herself off every night. (Not that, that wasn't fun) While she loved making love to her magnificent body, something was missing. A fun partner, male or female did not matter, just hot, wet sex. What she really missed was a good, hard, throbbing cock.
But, that was what was so frustrating. Her most recent master, Maj. Nelson, Major Anthony Nelson, seemed like the most perfect one to satisfy her cravings. He was young and in great shape with the longest, hardest cock she had ever viewed. It looked about 8 inches, cut with the largest head and very thick. She creamed just thinking about it.
And that was the trouble, she could only dream about it since Major Nelson, Anthony she sighed, was not even thinking of her as a woman with woman's needs. To him, she nothing but a magic machine, to turn on or off as needed
She thought back to the day her bottle had been found on the beach by Anthony. She had been so horny. When Anthony had rubbed the bottle and Jeannie saw her new master for the first time, she thought, wow. This is going to be fun.
She knew from her past masters that one thing they always (if they were male and some females as well) wished for would be sex and often sex with her. She always worked hard to please her masters and boy did she please her masters. A genie with hundreds of years to practice and many masters to practice with, had made her a very accomplished genie in the sex department.
Jeannie knew that she was a very beautiful woman. With her long blond hair, full and firm breasts, curvy hips and a very tight cunt with a natural blond thatch (sometimes clean shaven) at her pussy. Jeannie's face was lovely with pouting, sensuous red lips that just looked like they were made for sucking cock or pussy (something she just loved to do as often as possible.)
Unfortunately, Anthony was not acting like a typical master at all. His friend Maj. Healy, looked like he wanted to fuck her at the drop of his hat, (he looked like he could be a fun fuck too) but Anthony seemed to be totally oblivious to her needs and her charms. God that man was so frustrating.
She has hinted so many times about how she could make his every dream come true and nothing. He treated her like a piece of the furniture. Never expressing any desire for her. There was nothing wrong with his sexual abilities. She often secretly watched him and his many girlfriends having sex, as she masturbated furiously, and she was very impressed by his abilities as well as his magnificent cut, 8" cock. What he could do with that man meat was amazing but never with her.
She was beginning to wonder what was wrong with her. Anthony had never seen her nude as she was always in "uniform" and he had never asked her to be in anything else or even nude. Anthony was becoming very comfortable with her around, to the point where he wasn't bothered being nude when she popped in every now and then to check up on his needs.
He was also jerking that magnificent cock more and she just loved the way he shot his cum so far on his chest. He surprised her, one day, by licking his cum off his had and seemed to enjoy the taste. She was wondering if he might be bi. Wouldn't that be amazing! "Ohhh, the possibilities in that" she thought. But, she seemed to be getting no closer to finding out that when she first got out of her bottle.
So here she was, lying on her couch in the privacy of her bottle. She was one frustrated Genie and one hot genie as she slowly moved her hands along her sleek body, cupping here firm breast, pulling on her large sensitive nipples. She tugged each nipple in turn to her mouth as she licked each hard sensitive point in turn. Jeannie visualized Tony as he serviced one of his many girlfriends. The image of his hard body and stiff prick sawing back and forth in some juicy hot cunt was almost more than she could stand.
She moaned and moved her finger lower to her blond thatch. Her cunt was on fire and leaking cunt cream just thinking about Anthony and that rigid cock of his. She could just feel him filling her as she slowly separated the folds of her hot, wet dripping pussy lips. Her back arched, as she seemed to feel Tony's man flesh slowly enter her steaming hole, his full heavy balls, slapping against her hot ass.
She fingered her hole with one hand while she softly rubbed her clit with the other. Her clit was engorged and erect and almost as large as a little cock and as sensitive. She started to rub harder and faster as she moved closer to her climax, moaning Anthony's name and rolling side to side as she humped here hips upward in more frenzied movement as her fingers drove deeper into her wet cunt.
Finally, with a shriek of pure pleasure and release, she came with body shattering convulsions of lust. Her climax was so strong that she almost passed out with the pleasure. Slowly, she calmed as her chest ceased heaving and her breathing returned more to normal. The smell of hot cunt was everywhere and she almost drifted off to sleep when she leap off the couch, as if zapped by a thread of electricity at the inconvient summons from Anthony.
Breathing hard, she instantly jumped up, magically cleaning herself, dressed and blinked herself into Anthony's presence.
"You called master?" Jeannie signed as she breathed deeply and hoped Tony didn't detect the hot scent of her still dripping cunt, as Tony finished drying himself after his morning shower. Tony had gotten so used to having Jeannie around and not thinking of her as even being female that he had recently become so causal about dressing that he often forgot about being nude in her presence. "After all Jeannie was just a genie. It wasn't as if she were a real woman", Tony thought.
But, Jeannie sure didn't forget how Tony's nude form affected her. Tony kept himself very fit as an astronaut. She gazed at his trim, hard body and couldn't help letting her gaze run lower to the hunk of man meat hanging between Tony's thighs. Even soft, it must have measured a good 7 inches. Jeannie mused about how Tony's cock would piston into a hot cunt as she remembered peeking in on Tony and his female friends whenever he brought them home for some fun and relaxation. As her pussy grew wetter and hotter she was brought back to the present as Tony continued to talk. She was a bit flustered and hoped Tony wouldn't pick up on that. As usual, Tony didn't seem to pay much attention to her except to tell her what he wanted.
"Jeannie, please get my uniform ready for me and, Oh yeah, I will be a little late tonight. The General wants me to show his niece around later. Don't wait up for me." Jeannie felt a bit of jealousy at that announcement and thought she might see if she could somehow work that to her advantage.
Jeannie, being the good genie she was, all she could only say, "Very well master. Have a good time." She then zapped Tony's uniform on him as he finished up in the bathroom, quickly grabbed his briefcase and headed out the door.
Jeannie was a bit annoyed that morning and very, very horny after her short self love session and was still plagued with images of Tony's cock in her mind. She knew that Maj. Healy would just love to get between her thighs and he wasn't bad looking, but he was no Tony and Jeannie was a one-man genie. So she sighed as she lay back down nude and gently toyed with her clit, softly, trailing one finger into the crease of her slick, hot pussy.
She was still hot from her earlier session and could not help thinking of getting Tony. Not only was Tony a great cocksman, but, Tony could spend hours lapping every cunt in sight. She visualized how he looked with his long tongue lapping lovingly at a woman's pussy and driving himself into other women she spied Tony fucking and visualized Tony's long hard cock driving hard into her when she suddenly came with a long shuddering moan. She cried a little then, realizing how much she so desired him and how he continued to ignore her.
Sitting upright, with a determined gleam in her eye and radiantly flushed after her orgasm, Jeannie made up her mind. She was going to get Tony to fuck her no matter what. "But how?" she mused. She could not just make him horny, he would only go out and fuck his other girlfriends and leave her hanging as usual. She though, "Hell, I am a 1,000 year old genie, with a lot of experience seducing men and screwing their brains out, getting Tony to do me should be child's play."
But, Jeannie didn't want to just fuck Tony, she wanted to have Tony feel something for her as well. So, Jeannie started to plan how to get Tony interested. Something else came to mind as she was planning. She remembered that Tony seemed to have a thing for cum. She remembered that Tony seemed to really have fun when his girlfriends swapped sperm.
That vision of Tony fucking his latest girl and kissing him with sperm dripped lips had Jeannie thinking. "Tony has never seen me without cloths so he really does not know what I look like. A lot of guys fantasies about hermaphrodites or she-males. As a genie, I can be a she-male or even hermaphrodite and be very functional. I wonder if that would interest Tony?"
She also giggled as she thought of enlarging Tony's already impressive 8 inches of man meat for him tonight. That could be very interesting and fun for him as well. It could give Tony some ideas of what she should do for him in other areas than just getting his uniform cleaned. So, Jeannie started her campaign.