Dirty Erotic Oneshots

grabbed hold of her cheeks and slammed them towards me so I could reach deeper inside.

"Oooooo Steph! Fuck me!," my sister begged, "Fuck me hard!" 

I wasn't going to last long. I pushed deep into my sister a few more times and then I came. I came hard, shooting my load deep inside. It must have gone on for at least a minute. Susan orgasmed with me and we both collapsed on the bed. My face was lying pressed against Susan's ass. I watched with pride as my juices leaked down her crack from her pussy. 

"Mmmfu fu fu, that's was amazing," Susan purred. 

"What's this?"

Susan reached back and pinched some of my seamen between her fingers. My heart sunk deep in my chest. 

"Did you use a lube?" Susan asked, tugging at the shirt wrapped around her eyes. I was already stumbling out the door, slamming it shut behind me. I tumbled down the stairs and ran smack into Steph.

"Whoah, limp dick! Where you going in such a hurry? And where are your clothes?!" Steph looked at me in horror. 

"And is that my..."

I still had the harness strapped around my waist, my sore cock poking through the ring. There was no way in hell I was going to explain this away, so I decided to try something else. I wiped my finger across my dick. Then I held it up to Steph's nose.

"Hey Steph," I said. 

"Wanna smell your girlfriend?" 

 

f a n t a s y ( i )

 

 

Dan Gardner didn't believe in elves. He also didn't believe in leprechauns, pixies, UFOs, the Tooth Fairy, the Easter Bunny, or Santa Claus, so he certainly didn't believe in genies 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. 

He 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. Dan 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, and she could have been the twin sister of his favorite adult big-bust model, Pandora Peaks!

 

She had the same eyes, the same lips, and the same 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, just like he'd seen in all the pictures of Pandora Peaks. She was wearing the same type of genie outfit that you always see female genies wearing – a short purple velvet vest, a thin light purple 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 purple.

 

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. He 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.

"What, you've never seen a genie before?" she said, snapping him out of his trance.

"Huh?" he replied, still amazed at what he was looking at.

"A genie – you know, like 'Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves,' that kind of thing," she said.

"Uh, no – no, I've never seen a genie before," he said.

"Well, you have now. 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.

"Boy, you don't get out much, do you, Master?" she asked. Dan shook his head, still in shock and not believing that he was actually talking to a real, live genie. "You get three wishes in return for freeing me from the bottle. But before you make your wishes, there are some rules you need to know about."

"Rules?" Dan asked

"Yes, Master, rules. Nothing in life is totally free, you know." She shifted her stance, folding her arms beneath her massive breasts and standing with her weight mainly on one leg as she continued. 

"Rule Number One: you can't wish for more wishes. Three wishes to a customer, that's it.

"Rule Number Two: I can't raise the dead. There are some things that even a genie can't do, not to mention that it's too creepy to even contemplate.

"Rule Number Three: I can't kill anybody. You want someone dead, do it yourself. But don't ask, 'cause it ain't happening. 

"Rule Number Four: I can't make anyone fall in love with you. You're gonna have to do that yourself, too. Any questions, Master?" Finally snapping out of his trance, Dan replied.

"Yes, I have a question."

"Shoot, Master."

"Why do you look like Pandora Peaks?"

"Is that her name? The name of the female whose form I chose?" the genie asked.

"Yes, it is," Dan said. "She's a model - a woman who makes her living getting her picture taken," he explained.

"I chose this form so I wouldn't scare the pants off you when I appeared, Master," the genie replied. "I took it from your subconscious memories; I chose the one that took up the most space in that part of your subconscious. And I must say, this 'Pandora Peaks' 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 genie said.

"No, no, no, your form is just fine! Believe me, it's just fine!" Dan replied, looking her up and down for the first time since she'd appeared. The genie 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!"

Dan was embarrassed as he shifted in his seat, trying to hide his growing erection. "Well, you're the one who showed up looking like Pandora Peaks! 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 clouding over a bit as she looked at the bulge of his cock through his pants. 

Shaking her head, the genie said, "Well, where were we? Oh, yes, the 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," Dan replied, catching the genie off-guard. 

"You don't?" she asked, puzzled.

"Nope. What I want will bring me all of those, and more," he said.

"I can't wait to hear this," the genie said, smiling that famous Pandora half-smile. "And remember, you have to make it in the form of a wish."

"Easy enough," Dan 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?" the genie 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!" Dan stood up as she suggested, and with a snap of her fingers Dan's first wish came true.

Dan 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 the genie 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?
"I wish to have the stamina to stay hard for at least an hour if I so choose." He could have sworn he saw the genie gulp when he said this.

"An hour?" she asked.

"At least an hour," he replied, and she gulped again.

"Wish Number Two coming up," she said, and she snapped her fingers again. Another flash of tingling heat swept through him, only this one felt...deeper.

"And for your last wish, Master?" the genie asked.

"For my last wish," Dan said, looking her right in the eyes, "I wish to be able to shoot three times as much cum per orgasm as a normal man." 

This time he was sure that he heard the genie gasp, and he saw her eyes widen slightly and her mouth drop open. She was also slightly panting for breath as she said, "Three...three 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 spine and fading away. He looked down at the noticeable lump in his shorts and then looked up at the genie; she, too, was looking at his crotch, her mouth open slightly. She was finally able to pry her eyes off his crotch before speaking.

"I