Genie Wishes
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"Sorry ladies, I have to go," Gene apologized to the two women. They both got up putting their clothes on wiping his cum off with their hands and tongues.
"Who was that?" Rachel asked
Gene didn't respond. He didn't have time to explain himself. He didn't want to be rude but he nodded and the women disappeared back to the bar. They sat at the same booth where they originally met him with cum covered faces. All the men at the bar ogled them laughed hysterically. Elizabeth blushed and got up.
"We had a bit of an accident with a gentleman today." She announced while Rachel put her head down in embarrassment.
Marissa sat sobbing in a park bench all alone. The night was chilly and she just sat there with her arms crossed crying and feeling so much jealousy. She suddenly felt a warm person standing over her. She looked up and saw Gene with an apologetic look.
"What are you doing here? I thought you'd stay back there with those sluts." Marissa said in an angry tone.
"Marissa, please let me explain," Gene began.
"I don't wanna hear it Gene. You are just like all the other men out here."
Gene frowned. "What the hell is that suppose to mean?"
Marissa got up wiping her tears. "Never mind. Gene I don't want you to stay with me anymore. I want you to take me back to the apartment with that magic that you do and go back in your bottle."
Gene didn't move. "No. Marissa you are overreacting. You were out there having a good time why can't I?"
"You are my genie. You are supposed to do only what I tell you to. I never ordered you to go out and find two cheap whores."
Gene was furious and grabbed her arm. "I only did it because I was so pissed off at you! I was raging that you were going to give your virginity to that Dylan guy. I'm in love with you Marissa! Don't you understand that?"
Marissa blinked and couldn't believe her ears. She couldn't speak at that moment. Her little body trembled in fright and excitement. She pulled away after a few seconds and turned her back on him.
"Gene take me home please," She said softly.
Seconds later they were in Marissa's apartment alone. "Marissa please forgive me," He pleaded.
Marissa looked at him sadly and tears rolled down her face once again. "Gene get in your bottle please."
Gene hesitated but followed her orders. She grabbed the bottle's cork and placed it on the bottle. She held the bottle against her chest crying. She grabbed her car keys and headed off towards the beach.
Gene could feel everything rattling inside as she drove. His heart sank knowing what was going to happen next. He knew she was getting rid of him. He wasn't going to stop her because he knew that she was the one with the power.
Marissa arrived to a deserted beach and got the bottle that was next to her on the passenger seat. She got off the car still sobbing and stopped by a tiny light post that barely lit the ground beneath her.
"Goodbye Gene," She said softly and kissed the bottle.
She dug the bottle into the sand until it was not visible. Maybe some other person would find it and give Gene a new home. Gene saw nothing but darkness and he looked around. He was hurt like never before. How could his mistress be so mean? He only hoped she would regret it and come back for him. All he could do was hope.
The next day Marissa got up with a huge headache but smiled at first thinking Gene would be there under her bed asleep in his bottle. Then reality hit her and he wasn't there. Gene I already miss you. I'm so in love with you but you just got me so upset and I'm so damn stubborn to forgive you.
She managed to get up and get dressed hoping to hang out with Camille for a change. She was walking towards Camille's apartment building when she saw Dylan walking right towards her with a very angry face. Her heart stopped for a moment and she wanted to just turn away. On one corner of her eye she saw Giovanni walking by he must have come from Camille's apartment.
"Where the hell did you disappear to last night? You really pissed me off Marissa," Dylan said as he walked towards her.
"I don't want to be with you anymore Dylan." She boldly stated.
"What?" He stopped a good foot away from her.
"I-I've already got another boyfriend," She said.
Dylan laughed. "Yeah right. So fast? Who?"
She looked over and saw Giovanni standing there looking at them argue. She waved to him to walk over towards them. Giovanni hated just looking at Dylan. He walked up to them and felt Marissa put her arm around him. He felt confused but didn't care as long as he was near her.
"This loser? What's he got that I don't got?" Dylan asked almost laughing.
"He's a great lover," Marissa didn't know what else to say.
Giovanni was more confused now but suddenly felt Marissa's soft lips on his. He was kissing him! He parted his mouth to invite her tongue in but she kept her lips pursed. Dylan just watched them kiss and began to walk away.
Marissa noticed Dylan was gone and sighed relief. "Thank you. I had to get him off my back someway or another."
Giovanni looked sad. "Oh. I-I'm glad I could help."
Marissa tossed her hair began to walk away. "Wait! Where you going?" Giovanni called after her.
"To Camille's" She answered and kept walking. She had no idea Camille had witnessed everything from her window.
"Hey Cami, I just wanted to stop by for a bit. What do you say you and I head off towards the book store and read some cheesy romance novels?"
Camille had a blank look. "Marissa, what was that all about?"
Marissa looked puzzled. "What was what all about?"
"That little scene down there with Giovanni and Dylan. Were my eyes deceiving me or were you kissing Giovanni?"
She giggled. "Oh yeah I had to find a way out to get Dylan off my back and Giovanni was there when I needed him.
Camille felt her eyes water. "Marissa you are such a bitch."
Marissa's brown eyes widened. "Camille! W-what?"
"You are a bitch! Don't you know how much Giovanni likes you and you have to go and use him this way? To top it all off I'm in love with him and hate the fact that he worships you and always talks about you. You don't know how to appreciate a good thing do you?"
Marissa stood there shocked hearing her friend admit her love for Giovanni. Never in a million years would she imagine Camille falling in love with skinny, quirky, but sweet Giovanni.
"Camille I-I I'm sor-"
Before she could finish Camille slammed the door in her face leaving her feeling guilty and shameful for the way she'd been behaving. All her life all she wanted was a good looking, popular guy to love her the way she fantasized she should be loved. Instead she got a good- looking guy who wanted nothing but sex and had no interesting conversations to carry. She was a coward for not confronting him like a real woman and telling him the truth. Now she'd used one of her best friends and hurt her other best friend. She was right now the most cold hearted person she could think of. She had to find Gene. Hopefully he was still there.
Marissa waited until almost nighttime to head off towards the beach once again. It was a lengthy drive and she drove thinking everything over. She loved Gene and she was going to let him know. She was going to beg him to forgive her and to help her bring her friends together and help Dylan get Ashley back.
She arrived as the sun was setting and since it was chilly, no one was out expect a few fishermen fishing miles away. She walked towards the light post and began to dig viciously for the famous red little bottle. She sighed and smiled when she found it. She grabbed the bottle pulling the cork off and looked inside. Gene was fast asleep.
"Gene!" She whispered hoping not to wake him.
He didn't budge.
"Gene!" She said louder.
Nothing.
"Gene!" She screamed loudly.
He jumped out of his bed and fell on the floor. She gasped hoping he was OK.
He looked up and didn't smile like usual. He just stared up at her. "Marissa? Damn you scared the shit out of me."
"Gene I'm so sorry. Please come out. I need you."
Gene got up and crossed his arms. "No. You brought me back here and didn't even give me a chance to explain myself."
"Please Gene! I-I-I love you!" She finally blurted out.
Those words were like music to his ears. He had to smile. "You what?" He wanted to hear her again.
"I love you! I love you! I love you!" Marissa shrilled.
In less than a second Gene was there standing in front of her. "Gene!" She put her arms around him and he held her close. He stroked her long hair and felt her heart racing against his.
"I love you too Marissa. It feels good to admit it doesn't it?"
She looked up into his blue eyes. "Yes it does. I could say it all night if you want me to."
He smiled and touched her face. "That would be nice."
"Gene I'm sorry I behaved like such a jerk. I hurt you, Dylan, Giovanni and Camille."
Gene raised his eyebrows. "You bad girl." He said sternly.
She looked down feeling guilty. "Yeah I know I'm a terrible person."
"Don't worry I'll help you as much as I can." He lifted her face up.
"Kiss me Gene please," She begged closing her eyes.
He held her close and leaned down to place his lips on hers. This kiss was nothing compared to Dylan's kiss. This kiss was special and so amazing. Gene's lips felt so warm and his tongue glided on her lips wetting them and creeping into her mouth. Marissa's massaged her mouth with his until they were both lost in their own passionate kiss. Gene loved the way she kissed him. She felt so innocent and so beautiful. He broke the kiss slowly and looked into her eyes. She could still feel her heart fluttering. So this is what it feels like to kiss someone you really love? Marissa thought to herself.
"I've wanted to kiss you like since the first day you found me."
"I'm glad I found you. I think you are my gift Gene. I know everyone has their own soul mate in life and you are mine. I know you are. I can't think of anyone else I would rather spend my time with or share my secrets with."
"I can't think of anyone else I'd rather listen to or be around than you. You've captured my heart Marissa."
"I'll never hurt you again Gene. I promise. Never again." She held him and they stayed in each other's arms hearing the waves crash.
-- "Are you sure this is gonna work?" Marissa asked Gene as they stood around Camille's apartment. She'd gone off to her usual afternoon jog and Marissa and Gene stayed there filling her room with balloons and flowers. It was going to be a gift from Giovanni supposedly.
"Yeah it's gonna work because we are going to do the same thing to Giovanni's place. That way they'll confront each other for once and realize how much they love one another."
"I feel so stupid never being able to see how much Camille loved Giovanni. I feel so foolish."
"Well I guess no one would have known because Camille kept it to herself. I don't think even Giovanni knows. He's going to find out now."
Marissa looked around and almost fell in love with the place herself. The beautiful balloons surrounded the place and bright red roses were everywhere.
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Well some of you weren’t too happy with my first story and I copped a little abuse but none more then I expected, also thank you to the people who were supportive and gave me a pm. I have decided to write a second story that is closer to my normal stuff how ever every now and then when I get a huge kinky thought I will write the story up for a bit of controversy. I hope you enjoy this first person love tail of a 30 year old single woman and her new neighbour. It is only 9:00pm on...
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xmoviesforyouIt was a nice warm summer afternoon and I was outside working on one of my cars. I enjoy tinkering with them and it’s especially nice to enjoy the sunshine at the same time. I live in a middle class suburban neighborhood with lots of young families and plenty of pretty girls around. In this case, there is a neighbor with a pool and two very lovely daughters. One of them looks to be about 13 and the other one is probably about 10. Right in that age range I enjoy! The younger girl was...
It was quite some time after me and my gf Neeru broke up and she got married to some guy in MNC, I met her suddenly in one of the marketing malls in Delhi, after some initial talks, she invited me to her place, I grabbed the offer immediately, she was looking wow in her saree, once in her place, the urge to fuck her suddenly came up, after a cup of tea, I asked when her hubby will be back from his office, she told that he is generally back by 6.30pm, it was 4.00pm then so I guess that I would...
Patience is a Virtue Copyright ? 2008, Ragoczy ? all rights reserved. Author?s Note: This story is primarily psychological. If you are looking for a quick sex or torture scene, you?ll be disappointed and should move on to another story. I started writing this out of a bit of dissatisfaction with the typical girl-gets-kidnapped/girl-gets-spanked/girl-immediately-decides-she-likes-being-kidnapped-and-spanked story. I decided to explore the question: If I were to kidnap someone, how would I break...
At the bottom of the bag Mary was not in the best of moods as she tidied round the bedroom. Tom had come in from a business trip late last night and had left again early this morning. She knew that he was up for promotion and it was a busy time for him but business always seemed to come first. They hardly seemed to have any time for each other nowadays and as for their sex life, it was practically non-existent. She sighed deeply as she found Tom?s overnight bag next to the bed. He?d just...
My sister, Angela, and I had always been close, but now we were tight. We spent nearly all of our time together, shopping, walks in the park and anything else two young people would do. And I always held her hand. Most people probably thought it was a sign of protection after what had happened with Bobbie Moore, but we knew it was more than that. Mom had taken her two weeks vacation and had decided to spend the whole fourteen days with us. Now don't get me wrong, we love our mother, but...
Final chapter I created with http://xhamster.com/user/swanton83177 wife. I decided the story would be more readable in an actual story fashion versus a chat log, so this took more time. He sent me some extra pics to go with the story.Chapter 1: http://xhamster.com/user/Pr0n_Glutton/posts/352356.htmlChapter 2: http://xhamster.com/user/Pr0n_Glutton/posts/352356.htmlChapter 3 Gallery: http://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/3947512/ch_3_bbw_wife_is_mine_for_24hrs.html: Submission, Humiliation, Body...
With the sun setting late, it was hard to get Tiffany and Henry to bed on something approaching the right time, but they had to be gotten up early so Kirsten could run them out to the day care at the club and still make it to work on time. The next day was a Saturday, but there was no point in letting them get too far off schedule, but it took some doing to get them put down for the night that was still some time to come. It was still light, though the sun was dipping toward the horizon, and...
You Owe Me By Tim Willows NOTE: "You Owe Me" was inspired by one of my favourite Fictionmania stories, "Going Through Some Changes" by Morpheus, except I've changed the way the magical device in Morpheus's story works in two respects: one, the device that gives the person the power to change the other person is non-transferable; and two, the person's clothes can also be magically changed. (Sorry, I just didn't have the energy to write a big shopping-at-the-mall scene.)...
Denise looked around at all of the happy faces and smiled because the party was going so well. It certainly took the stress off, as she was the one who made most of the arrangements for the large neighborhood gathering. Everyone seemed to love an Independence Day celebration and the party atmosphere spread through the entire neighborhood. Denise was over the top, as everyone came up and thanked her for the great party. It seemed someone was constantly shoving a drink in her hand and it felt...
Josie Maxwell stretched her long legs, giving in to a yawn. She was one of the last people in the Business Class to have her reading light on in the otherwise darkened cabin. The letters of the report in her lap began to blur before her eyes, but she was almost finished. The Maxistores were experiencing a very tentative comeback. They would be able to post a black zero for the last quarter, mostly due to a windfall in pre-Christmas sales of iPods and related merchandise. Also, the five...
Kristie Davenport saw her mother bearing down on her from across the living room like a battleship weathering a rough sea. Kristie took a deep breath to steady her nerves. A lame mother was hard enough to bear, a lame mother who has already had to buy her daughter one full set of new bras is harder still to bear… and if my chest doesn’t stop growing real soon, mother’s going to have to get a third set in two months. And if the lamers at school notice, they are going to start...
It was 7:00 P.M. When they exited the terminal at the Seattle/Tacoma airport, SeaTac. Scott looked at the line of cars parked at the curb but he didn't see the black Mercedes. However, within a minute it pulled in and occupied a slot that was being vacated. Ray got out of the car and walked over to greet them. "You've got to be Brooke. My God! You're even more beautiful in person than in your pictures. I feel like I know you," he said as he took her in his arms and kissed her on the...
268 Cuckolds distress part 7 Micky arrived home on Friday, at the usual time, his meal quickly on the table, she took no food herself, and was dressed in her best green undies, and a button fronted dress in green that made her look terrific, her hair was perfect, and she wore the high heels she had worn last time. She seemed suitably nervous and said that her instructions had arrived by post that morning, she nodded at a letter behind the clock on the mantlepiece, Micky went as if to fetch...