Life as a genie has its perks, but to be honest sometimes the wait to be found can be the most annoying. Sure, we don’t age, and it doesn't feel as long as it actually is, but it sure can be boring.
I've come across some of the most interesting people with this life. Not many people know how we become genies and most don’t care, they just want their wishes. It’s in our blood line, it’s a hit or miss thing, because not all of us get the gene. We don’t find out until we’re eighteen and suddenly we are holding so much power it consumes us. If we don’t know how to control it, that is.
Our parents raise us, teaching us about magic, and powers, how to handle it. You might think it’s a waste, especially if you don’t ever even get the gene, but it’s useful. Its how we get teachers, and Master’s of the trade. Without the help of them, a lot of us genies could be lost; again as I said it can consume us.
When you reach eighteen and you find out if you’re a genie or not, you stop aging. You’re eighteen for as long as you’re a genie. There are only two ways to be released from being a genie. The first is, if someone uses one of their wishes to free you, and we know how greedy people can be. Or, if you fall in love. The catch to that is, the other person has to be in love with you also.
It has to be absolute true love on both parts, and you’re freed. Now, being a genie isn't bad, you can just live for a very long time. It gets to most all of us genies from time to time. We run into each other over time, but the odds of us landing in the same place is not often, unless humans collect our bottles.
I've been a genie now for four decades. My whole family is gone; I've been alone for two decades. I've been all over the world a time or two. I've seen some scary things, fantastic things, predictable things. I've had the pleasure of serving a few famous people, a king or two, some presidents. The one thing I have learned, the entire world over, people are greedy. People only care for themselves and just want what makes life easier for them.
You wonder what humans wish for? It’s what you think of course. They want money, or more money, sex, drugs, fame, beautiful bodies, bigger cocks or bigger breasts. Some want to own others, do things that are nearly impossible, the list is endless. Humans are a selfish being.
Of course there are a few things you can’t wish for. You can’t wish for someone to die, or to bring the dead back. You can’t wish to make someone fall in love with you. And most of all, you can’t have sex with a genie. Not unless of course you’re in love with one, and she in love with you. If that happens, it’s different and rare.
Numbers of wishes allowed granted are five. You can wish for anything you want, but you only get one wish a day, and you have to follow the rules that I stated above. Once the wishes are granted, I go back into my bottle, and I’m zapped to another unknown place, even unknown to me. That is until I’m found again.
As time passes, less and less people know or even care about genies. People don’t come looking for us as much as they use too. It makes for a lonely life. Yes, I've met some creeps, but I have met some pretty cool ones also. I’m always excited to see how the world has changed since the last time I came out of my bottle. I can only come out, if my bottle is rubbed.
The rumbling of my bottle is what disturbed me. It hadn't been moved in such a long time, I almost forgot what it was like. Someone found me! ‘Oh, I do hope they know to rub me.’ I think to myself. ‘Please don’t be stupid, please don’t be stupid. Rub the bottle!’ I listen and wait hoping that someone will notice me. I hear a few voices, all of men. I think I can tell maybe three, maybe four voices.
It grows quiet again, and I sigh thinking I’ll end up in a museum like my best friend, Rose. She will more than likely forever be there. I busy myself with other things, hoping that someone will rub my bottle. It’s noisy for a long time, until I hear the crickets and frogs croak. It must be night time. I jump a little when I hear a voice; it’s loud and scares me a little.
“I know what you told me!”
“I don’t give a damn if she wants more. I’m not made of money!”
“Did you tell her where I am?”
“I don’t get what more she thinks she needs, Scott. I've given her the house, the car, the bank accounts, everything. What does she think I have left? She even has my dog!”
By this time, I’m guessing the male voice I hear is on the phone. He sounds angry, and well most humans are. Though, for some reason this time it sounds like he has a good reason. I keep eavesdropping, what else am I going to do? They talk for a little while long, and it goes quiet before I hear a loud crash. My bottle begins to shake, and I feel it begin to fall. It lands with a thud and the man swears, picking my bottle up.
“I don’t know what you are, but you’re a beautiful piece of art work. I don’t want you broken," he says, I’m guessing about my bottle. I beam with pride, knowing this is my home. Who doesn't take pride in their home, and liking others who fancy them? Before I know it I feel the sensation of my bottle begin rubbed, and me being pulled from my bottle.
The room fills with a light smoke around me, as I emerge from bottle. I stand proudly, and towards the man who freed me. I can’t help but inwardly gasp. He’s so handsome; it almost hurts to look at him. I want to reach out and touch his face, which is adorned with stubble. He looks to be over six feet tall, and piercing blue green eyes.
“Wh-what the hell?”
“Calm down. I’m a genie, surely you've heard of us.”
“A- a genie? Is this some kind of joke?”
He asks looking around the room, as if a camera is going to pop out and tell him he’s on candid camera. I sigh inwardly, holding back a giggle.
“No. You've found my bottle, you've rubbed it. You freed me; I can grant you five wishes.”
I run down the list of things he can’t wish for, and what I can’t do. He sits on the bed, looking at me dumbfounded. I go and get him a glass of water. We’re in an upper class hotel room, but nothing over the top. I am not even sure where we are.
“This kind of thing doesn't exist.” He states, as if I’m not really there.
“Yet, here I stand before you. Telling you, you have five wishes.” He takes the water, sipping it slowly as if he is trying to waste time, trying to sink all this into his head. It’s then the questions all roll out.
“Five? Why five? I thought it was three. Every book, film, or story I've ever heard of says three. Why can’t you bring back the dead? Can you tell the future, or even the past? How long can I keep you? What if I don’t use all five wishes, what then?”
“Whoa! Slow down! I can answer these, just slow down!”
“I’m sorry; I've never met a genie before.”
“No problem, Sir. Let’s start with your name. What is it?”
“Me? Um, it’s Chase. What’s yours?”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Chase. My name is Kahdiana .”
“Nice to meet you, Kahdiana. That’s one hell of a name.”
“Thank you! Now, for your questions: We have not always had five, it used to be three. It changed, I don’t know why. You’d have to ask an elder, good luck with that. We can’t bring back the dead, because that is impossible, silly. No, we can’t tell the future or the past. We’re genies not fortune tellers. You can ‘keep’
me until you have wished for all five of your wishes. If you don’t use all five wishes, I’m stuck with you. Unless you give me away, or set me free.”
I collapse down next time him, with a sigh. He looks at me again, bewildered. I know another round of questions are about to slip out. He’s trying to control them this time, I think.
“What do you mean give you away, or set you free?” he finally asks.
“If you don’t want me, or don’t have five wishes, or don’t believe in this. You can give me to someone else. Then I belong to them. Until then you’re my Master. If you don’t want to give me to someone else, then you can set me free. By using a wish and I become human. Of course, you can always fall in love with me that might work too.”
I say this jokingly, but deep down I can’t help but fancy this man. Someone I don’t even know. He does something to me no one else has before. I can feel my nerve endings stand to attention, wanting his touch. I have never felt so comfortable with a human before.
“Fall in love with you? Then what, be with a genie?”
I laugh, smiling up at him, “No, Master. Then I become just as human as you are.”
I go on to tell him I’m not human, I’m a genie and that I can’t age. Once and only if I were to fall in love I become human like everyone else. I’ll begin to age, and live my life like anyone else might do. He seems interested, which is a rare thing for me to find. I've not met a human who has cared about me or any other genie. Chase does for some reason, and I can’t stop talking. I tell him everything he wants to know.
When I go quiet, he begins talking. He doesn't start listing off the things he wants, but what he’s been through. He’s twenty three, and has been married for almost two years. He met a girl who he thought he was in love with a few years ago, and it was all a ploy to drain his accounts. It worked, the divorce was official a few months ago, and he’s broke. He lost everything, which I heard from with the phone call I heard him on a while ago.
His friends convinced him to go on a holiday with them, they paid for it. He thought it would do him some good to get away. He said he found my bottle on the beach, tucked away in between some rocks. His friends told him he was weird for wanting to keep it, but something drew him to it. He didn't care, he wanted it. That’s how he found me.
He went on to tell me it is the year 2013. I've realized I've been tucked away in my bottle for twenty three years. To me it felt like no time at all. We’re in some little place in New England, USA. The last place I was in was Malaysia with a very sweet old man who, even though greedy, made me happy to grant him his wishes.
“I know something I want, if it’s possible?”
“You can ask, and I shall answer, Master.”
“I want my dog back. My ex wife wouldn't let me have my dog. I've had him for almost ten years. Is that a wish that can be granted?”
I smile, nod my head and with a few moments his dog is with us. Chase jumps up onto his feet, run towards the happy dog. I can tell the dog misses his loyal master as much as Chase missed him. Without a word I slip back into my bottle. His asked for his wish for the day, and now he has his dog.
Lying in my bed, I listen to Chase talk to his dog about everything. He talks to him as though he is human, and it makes me long to be with someone. I want that with someone, one day. Sleep does slowly bring me into a pull, tugging me into my dreams. I slip into a dream that feels so real.
Chase is in my dream with me, he is in my bottle and he’s naked before me. I’m down on my knees, looking up at him with a burning passion. My mouth is ready to take him, he steps forward letting his mushroom head press against my lips. I open slightly and take him into my mouth. He works slowly into me, allowing me to taste his shaft against my tongue. Once I get a feel of him in my mouth I begin to suck on him. I want to taste all of what he can give me. I move closer, taking him deeper. My hunger grows for him.
His fingers curl up into my hair, holding my head closer to him. His hips begin to thrust as he fucks my throat. I never slow down, sucking on him deeply. His groans are louder as he gets closer to his impending orgasm. He whispers out my name, and I feel jet and after of come fill my throat. I swallow quickly, taking more as he continues coming. I milk him dry, every last drop in my mouth before he pulls me back up onto my feet. He is about to kiss me when I’m suddenly pulled from my sleep.
“ Kahdiana, are you awake?”
I groan, tossing my blanket over my head. I know it’s Chase but dream Chase was about to kiss me! I have never had a sex dream before, and I don’t want it to end. I can feel how damp my pussy is as I roll over. I blush not knowing a dream could get me so excited.
“Kahdiana, you there?”
I feel him pick up the bottle, and rub it. I emerge from the bottle, and stand before him.
“Good Morning, Master. How did you sleep?”
“I slept fine, I almost felt like this whole thing was a dream. I kept waking up and seeing Toby so I knew it wasn't.”
On hearing his name, Toby came over to us and leans into Chase. I get on my knees and move towards Toby. I pet him softly, and play with him. Chase looks down watching the both of us. I’m almost avoiding looking at him because I want to pounce him; I know I can’t and it makes it worse.
“So, do you have a second wish, Master?”
“Honestly, I don’t right now. I received an angry text from my ex telling me ‘my dumb dog’ ran away, and it wasn't her fault. I ignored it, not knowing how to answer it.”
“She’ll get over it; maybe she’ll leave you alone now?”
“She’ll never leave me alone, not if she thinks I still have money.”
“Do you? I mean, do you still have money?”
“No, I’m flat broke. I gave her everything. I just wanted to get away from her. I figured it would be easier if I did it this way.”
“Why does she think you still have some then?”
“Because she thinks I gave up to easy; I must be playing games. It’s her who has played the games, though. God, I just want her out of my life. I want her to leave me alone.”
I bite my lip, knowing can’t help humans with their wishes. They have to decide on their own. If he had worded it right, I could have done it but he didn't.
“Why don’t you go out? Take Toby for a walk, get some fresh air?” I suggest, because I can’t think of anything else to say. I feel bad for him, and each minute that passes I feel myself falling for him more.
“Okay, under one condition.”
“You come with us.”
“I-I well, okay, I don’t see why not.”
I stand, and in a blink of an eye I’m in a more modern day outfit. I don’t have desires to stand out in public. We head out towards Chase’s car, and climb in. It’s a rental, but it’s a decent car though. We head to a Pet-Co’s first to grab some things for Toby. Once we’re done, we head to the beach where Chase found me.
Toby loves it; he’s free to run wild. He’s a good boy and behaves. We spend the day at the beach, soaking in the hot sun, eating beach type foods, building a sandcastle that Toby eventually knocks down. Come seven, we decide to head back to the hotel where we bump into Chase’s friends who eye me.
I take Toby, and let Chase talk to his friend’s privately. I once again eavesdrop on their conversation trying to hear what they’re saying. Chase is getting the twenty question game from them about me, and how Toby is here. Chase answers as best he can, and tells them he met me at the beach and not to worry about Toby. He tells them he’s taking me out and he’ll be back later. I’m confused at his comment, not knowing we were going back out.
He comes back over to me before we head into the hotel room.
“You fancy going out to eat with me? If not, I’m stuck playing another round of twenty questions with the guys.”
“Ah, I don’t mind no.”
Of course I didn't! I wanted to spend as much time as I could with him. I knew I was setting myself up for a letdown but a genie can hope. We change and head back out where we go out to dinner. I tell him more about my life, and how long I've been around. I tell him I have seen more of a lifetime then he ever will.
Over the next week he doesn't make a single wish, but wants to hang out with me every day. I spend endless time with him. Never in all my time as a genie did I spend so much time with my Master, unless I was granting wishes. He truly seems to not want a single thing. He seems content just being with me. He even starts bringing me around his friends, who are all too happy to see him happy.
I try to be careful, I feel myself falling for him. I try not to, but he makes it so hard not to fall for him. I find myself dreaming of him every night; I even masturbate to the thought of him. These things are something I've never done before, but the desires I feel for him draw me in. I know I’m going to be a lonely genie once this is all over.
Six months later, we’re back in his place. He has gotten a new job, has saved enough to start over. He is determined not wish for the easy life, he wants to do it the true honest way. This of course makes me love him all the more. I’m full blown in love with him. He’s yet to make another wish; he doesn't even talk about it. I think he’s grown comfortable with having me around, almost like you would if it was a relationship.
He still deals with his ex, who tries to contact him all the time. She is going through men trying to use them up, but still thinks that Chase has money that she can suck him dry of. They fight on the phone all the time. He refuses to tell her where he lives, or where he works. I fight with myself to tell him that I can help him erase her memory of him.
I spend less and less time in my bottle, and more with him. I find myself sleeping in his bed next to him, living my life with him like any normal couple. Except we’re not normal. There is nothing sexual between us, there is no love, at least not on his side; I’m just kind of here.
When he comes home, I know I need to talk to him. I don’t want to leave him, but I’m confused at what is happening between us. I've been dreading this conversation.
“Can we talk?” My voice is barely above a whisper, and I try to hold back tears.
Chase sits down next to me, pulling my legs over his lap and caresses them lightly. “Of course we can, what’s up Kahdiana?”
I sigh, looking at him. He looks so comfortable with me being here, I hate knowing I have to have this talk with him.
“Chase, what am I doing here? Why am I still here? You don’t seem to need or want me.”
“What are you talking about?! Of course I need and want you, Kahdiana.”
“No, I don’t think you need or want me for the right reasons, Chase. I don’t think you want to be alone, but you can wish for endless women. Sure, you can’t make them love you, but it could happen eventually.”
“I don’t want other women, Kahdiana. I like what I have.”
“What do you have?!” I cry out, confused all the more by his answers.
“I have you! You make me happy. Can’t you tell?”
“Chase, you don’t love me, you don’t make any attempt to want me beyond someone to live with. I’m like a roommate.”
“That’s not true, not true at all. I do love you, Kahdiana.”
Wh-what did you just say?” My head spins, my mind lost with everything going on.
“You heard me. I have since the day we met. There was something about you that just made me fall for you. It’s grown deeper, but I never knew how you felt about it. I don’t know how it works with falling for a genie. I just know I have.”
“If you do love me, kiss me. Prove it to me.”
I know that I’d be able to tell if he kisses me, because a true spark will happen. The bonds to my genie connection will feel it, and I can be free.
He pulls me up onto his lap, until I’m straddling him, his fingers reach around into my hair and he kisses me softly. His lips are as soft as I ever imaged them to be. I let out a soft moan, kissing him back. The heat in my body spikes higher and I lean into him. I feel the spark, and I feel my heart racing faster.
Oh God it’s true!
“Chase you do love me, a real love!” I cry out, my eyes filling with tears. “I've loved you from the first day also. I couldn't help but fall so in love. I have been so scared you didn't feel the same way.”
“Why would I keep you around otherwise?”
“I don’t know! I couldn't figure it out. Chase if you want me, you can have me. I want you, more than anything in the world. Just say the words.”
I gasp out between breathes, trying to calm myself down. It dawns on me, if I am going to be free, I can break one rule.
“Wait! I can help with your ex-wife. Wish for her to forget you. I can grant it for you, Master. She’ll not remember a thing about you, and you’ll be as free as I’m going to be.”
“I – I want that. I want to be free of her. I wish to be free of my ex-wife. I want her to forget I ever existed.”
In a quick moment it was done. I knew she’d never call him again, never harass him again; he was truly free of her.
“Now, where was I? Oh right. I want you, Kahdiana. I want you to be mine. I’m in love with you, my sweet girl.”
My heart melts, and I feel the ties of my genie line dissipate. My magic, my powers, my ties as a genie are gone as quickly as I got them four decades ago. I’m a normal eighteen year old.
Chase stands with me still in his arms. My legs are wrapping around his waist as we head towards his room. He stands me up, and begins to strip me slowly. I stand before him naked, and shaking with excitement. I know how much I have longed to be with him. I strip him, and he pulls me back into a kiss. We somehow manage to make it to the bed, with him on top of me.
His hands run over my slim figure, exploring what is now his. The room heats as the sunsets, warming us. His mouth moves over me, I watch with fascination. He’s doing things to me I have only ever seen done to other people. My heart is hammering against my chest. He parts my legs, slowly he runs his fingers along my pussy, touching me in ways only I have done, yet he does it better.
I can almost sense he can’t wait any longer, because in a flat second his mouth comes crashing down onto my pussy. He sucks my clit into his mouth, and darts his tongue across it fast. I yelp out, I arch in a wild response. He gives me more, as if he knows my body already. A single finger moves to slide inside me, gently taking me. I arch into him, tipping my hips as he works his finger inside me, sucking on my clit.
He hums softly, letting the vibrations run its course through me like a gun being shot through the woods. I’m lost, I feel myself being pulled higher into some sort of space level of the world, one I've never been to before. He laps at my clit, working faster, he is hungry for me. He’s trying to cause something I've never endured before, not until him. Not until now, when I come crashing down and feel my body tighten with anticipation, my eyes rolling, my mouth forming an O as I let out a long moan, coming hard for him.
He doesn't give me time to even come down from where I am when he’s up holding me close. He kisses me deep, invading my mouth with his, and I let out a soft moan, wanting more. I wrap my legs around his, crossing my ankles, locking him in place. He is tender, but he needs me and can’t take a moment longer, he thrusts inside me. The tight pinch of the loss of my virginity is taken; he fills himself fully inside me.
The months of passion we've held back from each other spill now, with the hunger we share. He moves swiftly in and out of me. I cry out with each thrust, but want more of it. I stretch around him tightly; my pussy clings to the thickness of his cock. I can feel him throb hard inside me. The way he moves inside me, makes me find a new dimension of this world I've never experienced before. I feel the molten sensation of total release of my sweet lava around him, the intolerable pleasure is too much for him and he releases his seed inside me.
We find what we've been seeking; explosion of ecstasy swallows us as we come together. I feel so full of him, his seed with inside my body. I grind into him, holding him to me; he wraps himself around me closer as we settle into a comfortable state of bliss.
“What happens now?” he whispers into my ear softly, nuzzling into me.
As much as I love this man, he’s always so full of questions. I can’t help but giggle.
“I’m free as a genie; I’m just your average eighteen year old who happens to be in love with the man of my dreams. I do have to say, I've never only granted two wishes to one person before. You’re a very unique person, Chase.”
“I found what I needed the moment I picked up your bottle. You gave me Toby back my life, and in all that gave me you. I don’t need anything else.”
“And this is why I love you.”
“I love you, Kahdiana.”
With that Chase and I live happily ever after. We don’t rush anything since even though I’m four decades old; I’m just eighteen in the eyes of everyone else. I enroll into school, and decide to become a teacher.
My life with Chase is exactly how I want it to go. We couldn't be happier. In fact, his ex-wife never bothered him after he wished his wish. She totally forgot all about him. We ran into her once and she wasn't even fazed by him. We couldn't help but laugh, and knew we’d never have an issue with her again. Thankfully!
In my first few years I hunt down my friend’s bottle, and find her at a museum as the rumor had it. The museum had an auction, and I bought the bottle. I freed her, filled her into what happened with me, and asked her what she wanted. She wanted to be free, and since I needed nothing from her, I gave her just that.
Since being free she has also gone back to school, met a man, fell in love and is living the human life in the same neighborhood as I do. We stay best friends, just like we were as young kids.
A life as a genie is a good life, but the life as a human in perfect love is much better. Written By Poppet: For LushStories ONLY!
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