Genie Stories

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Sex Genie Enslaved

by david_cross on Sep 12, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Hi, this is my first try at writing. I'm not much of a writer but i really wanted to tell this sex genie story with a little tweak in the protagonist's character traits. If you're here just for the sex part, i think you'll appreciate how quickly it begins. Hope you enjoy it! I will post subsequent parts soon. Also, please take the time to offer any construct...

Sara and Charley's Journey Ch. 06

by Steve1613 on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

There was a phone message when they got home asking them to join two other couples at a benefit for homeless animals. The benefit featured a string quartet playing a selection of Mozart's music, something Sara loved very much and they were both animal lovers. So Charley immediately called to accept the invitation "Hey John. Thanks for inviting us. We would...

A Most Graceful Life Ch. 03

by CJMcCormick on Jun 11, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Author's Note: Many thanks for the warm reception so far! I really enjoy how this chapter turned out, and I hope you do, too. Just a hint of sexual activity in this one, but tune in for chapter four for the story to really get steamy. -CJ McCormick ***** It was always the same pesky strand of daylight. That single ray that escaped from beyond the crack i...

Sara and Charley's Journey Ch. 02

by Steve1613 on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

The next morning over coffee, Charley asks "Did you enjoy our little play session yesterday?" "Very much! I haven't been that turned on for quite a while." "What did you enjoy?" "The feeling of your command over me. How slutty I felt. How I didn't have any control over what was happening. It was incredibly erotic." "So you would like to continue explorin...

Help! I'm a Teenage Genie!

by NaughtyPixie on Feb 9, 2019
Fantasy

It was Jessica Edward’s 18th birthday party, and anyone who was anyone at Eastlake High had flocked to her father’s lavish home for the house-party to end all house-parties. Captain of the cheerleading squad, from a wealthy family, the bubbly blonde’s perfect hourglass figure was the envy of every girl and the fantasy of every guy – Jess knew she was the ‘it...

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As You Wish Ch. 01

by sthsth on Jul 13, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

(Thanks to Drewau for editing. Comments and feedback are always welcome and appreciated. If you are familiar with my writing, then you will know that I write what I call High Fantasy Erotica. Meaning it is completely absurd, ridiculous, and over the top. With this chapter I will probably take the cake with that in the second half. The rest of the chapters pr...

Peter Priper Ch. 09

by jinghiz on Dec 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

I was standing there tied to a tree, my feet tied to a root and my hands cuffed behind the trunk. Violet, whose fault it was as usual, had been kind enough to wrap a blanket around the trunk so I didn't get scratched up on the bark as her friend rode me. Though that blanket had slipped down to my ankles. Also Violet hadn't left anything to protect me from ge...

In a Bottle... Ch. 02

by Zeban on Sep 19, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

"I need to show you something." Alan had just finished giving his genie a double orgasm -- something that he had only dreamt about until he had watched her do a striptease for him -- and her body was still flushed with the excitement. He would've been surprised that she could walk so soon after that, but lately things came as less and less of a surprise eve...

Golden Wishes Ch. 02

by DataGrowth on Sep 18, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

I woke up on my couch to the sound of singing. There were no actual words, just la-la-la's. However, the singing was filled with a type of carefree happiness that I just could not explain. I sat up. Recall of everything that had happened before I had fallen asleep instantly hit me like a train. Melody. Melody was a genie. Melody was a genie with powers, both...

French Fry Heaven

by Ari Fleming on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

I found the lamp at the Goodwill store behind Radio Shack on Emerson Drive. It was buried under a pile of brass junk. The lamp was tarnished and had a green spout, but I thought it was worth the fifty cents. That afternoon, when I sat down on the sofa with a polishing cloth, the first vigorous rub across the lamp's belly produced a thin vapor. I swatted at...