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Djinn in the City Ch. 02

By: svenjolly



Thanks to everyone who enjoyed the first chapter. I'd love to know what you think, so comments are appreciated!

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Jack awoke to the most pleasant sensation, one he hadn't had the pleasure of enjoying for some time. Someone was sucking his cock, and doing an absolutely spectacular job of it. It was only after a few minutes of half-sleeping enjoyment that the prior day's events rushed back to him and he snapped awake, tossing the sheets back.

"Good morning, Master," Ginny said, pulling his spit soaked cock from her mouth. "Is this acceptable? I didn't know if people still engaged in fellatio nowadays."

"Uh, that's fine, you can go right back to-oh..." Jack groaned as she slid his cock back into her mouth, quickly taking him to the root. She stayed there for some time, lazily sucking his cock, apparently unconcerned with Jack's ever-increasing moans. Each slow thrust down his cock, she did this lovely fluttering with her tongue along the underside. "Oh, Gin, Christ," he muttered, his hands gripping the bedspread tightly. He wanted to grab a handful of hair and fuck her face, but didn't want to push her too far. Part of him shouted that he could do whatever he wanted to her, but he held back. Mostly because he had never had such an amazing blowjob in his life. Jack's alarm chose that moment to go off, surprising the genie and stopping Jack's pleasure.

"What's that?" she asked, still lazily stroking him.

"It's just an alarm clock. So I wake up on time," Jack said, leaning up to glance at the clock. He still had a few hours before his appointment, but he should probably get out of bed, he thought.

"So I should stop then?" the genie asked, a crooked smile on her lips. Getting no reply, she I pulled his cock back into her mouth, her hand still pumping. Jack relaxed back with a sigh, placing a hand lightly on the back of her head. She took that as a sign and went back to fucking him with her mouth, taking him deep into her throat.

"Gin, fuck... I'm close," he gasped. Gin moaned in response, the sensations making Jack groan anew. Jack tried to hold on, but Gin added her pumping fist to her mouth and with a shuddering groan, Jack jetted into her sucking mouth, pulsing again and again as she sucked him down, swallowing every drop. Jack collapsed back onto the bed, but Gin just kept sucking until he pushed her away.

"Was that good, Master?" she asked, giggling. Jack's quiet panting seemed to be enough of an answer for her as she slipped down beside him, snuggling up against him. Jack pulled her close, still recovering from his powerful orgasm. Eventually rousing, Jack pulled her close for a deep kiss.

"That was very, very good, Gin," he said as he pulled himself out of bed. He started the shower running, used the toilet and got his towel ready. Just as he was about to step in he realized something, a small smile forming on his face. "Hey Gin, come in here for a sec."

"Yes Master?" she said, entering the tiny bathroom. He had shown her the room last night, mainly to explain how to use the toilet.

"Come take a shower with me," Jack said as he stepped under the hot spray.

"You said that that was a bath," Ginny said, confused, but joined him anyway, standing just outside the spraying water. Jack pulled her directly under the stream, the steamy water pouring over her head, taking delightful trips down her perfect body. "Mmmm... This is nice," she murmured, pulling her soaked hair back behind her. Jack took the poof and filled it with soap, working up a good lather before washing the genie, starting with scrubbing her shoulders. "Master, I should be the one washing you," she said absently, but did not stop him.

"Shush. I assure you this is quite enjoyable," he said, now washing her breasts and belly. "And don't worry, it'll be my turn in a minute." This earned him a little laugh, which turned to a gasp as his soapy hand explored her sex. While one hand made sure her pussy was quite clean, his other explored her ass, groping her slick cheeks and exploring her crack. Ginny whimpered as a soapy finger teased her ass, but Jack just rubbed the tight, slick hole, teasing her as his other hand toyed with her clit. After teasing her sufficiently, Jack continued down her slim legs, dutifully scrubbing the soft skin. Reaching her feet, he picked up each one and scrubbed them before standing. "All done," he said, noting her flushed chest.

Without a word she took the poof from him and began scrubbing his chest and shoulders, moving to his back. She worked diligently and quickly, scrubbing down to his butt with quick efficiency. She slid a soapy hand inside, teasing him much as he teased her. When she reached his cock, she found him already quite hard, her soapy hands sliding along his length.

"Already?" she asked, clearly pleased. She stroked him lightly for a few moments, then slid her hands down to his balls, cupping and stroking them in her soft, soapy hands. 

"Well, the body's certainly willing," Jack said, enjoying her hands on him, "but I don't know how able it is. It might have to wait until I'm back from my meeting." As he spoke, he pushed her against the shower wall and slid a hand between her thighs. "Waking up with you... In your mouth, was a fantastic start to the day. I wanted to thank you is all." Jack's fingers worked slowly on her, gently rubbing her clit is slow circles. Gin slumped against the shower wall, moaning quietly as Jack teased her to a shivering orgasm, her thighs squeezing desperately at his hand.

"Mm, Master," she gasped as she came down, "that was lovely."

"It was," Jack said as he turned off the water and stepped out of the tub. Passing his genie a towel.

His genie. Jack's mind boggled. This was really happening! As Jack got dressed for the day, he wondered at what his future would hold. Ginny seemed quite unconcerned, quickly drying off and creating some clothes for herself. A very sexy business outfit: sharp blazer covering a silken blouse and pencil skirt. And glasses.

"Where did that outfit come from?"

"That show we were watching. The female attorney wore this. You said 'She's the cutest one of them.' So," she said, indicating the clothes.

"I see," Jack said, pleased. "But it's a little formal for just sitting around wear."

"Very well," she said, and the purple smoke whipped quickly around her. When it cleared, she was wearing short shorts and a thin, well worn tank top. "This is more casual, yes?"

"Yes it is," Jack said, loving the way her breasts pressed against the thin cotton. "That looks familiar too. Isn't that what Stacy was wearing last night?"

"Yes. It is quite comfortable."

"Gin... You can't just copy people's clothing like that. It will probably lead to more questions than you want to answer. I'll buy some more magazines today, it should give you a better idea of today's fashion, okay?" Gin nodded, quickly transforming her top to one of Jack's tee shirts. "Yeah, mix and match. That's better."

"Thank you. And I can tell you like the shorts, so I'm keeping them."

Jack laughed, turning to get his breakfast ready. As he ate some cereal, he flipped on a morning show as he ate. Soon he was answering Gin's questions about the people on the show, the musician performing, and explaining the morning's news events. As he found himself trying to explain what a representative democracy was, he made a decision.

"Hang on a second," he said flipping open his laptop. "I'm accessing something called the Internet. It's a network of information and merchants... Through it you can learn or buy almost anything. Okay?"

"That's... useful," Gin said, a little confused.

"I'm ordering some books. If you're sticking around here, you need to learn about... Like do you know who Genghis Khan is?"

"Who?"

"Exactly. You need a crash course in, like, everything." Jack just kept clicking "Add to Shopping Cart" again and again, trying to cover as much information as possible. "You can read English, right?"

"I can read any human language," she said absently, looking over his shoulder. "A People's History of The United States, Six Drinks that Changed the World, A Brief History of Time, Europe: A History, The Catcher in the Rye, The Soviet Experiment... Are all these necessary?"

"All of them, and a whole bunch more. If you're going to stick around, you're going to need to learn some basics. What state you live in, what pi is, who Isaac Newton is, stuff like that. I mean we can't tell people you're m-" Jack stopped suddenly. "Oh shit."

"What?"

"What the hell am I going to tell people about you... Where did you come from?"

"My name is Genevieve Powers. I've just recently arrived in town and you're letting me stay here. And I've just landed a great job as a wealthy fellow's mistress," she said, smiling.

"Hey! That's not... Well... Say personal assistant," Jack said, as he got dressed for his meeting. "We went to college together in Boston. That's where we met."

"Okay. Don't worry Master, it'll be fine."

"Okay." With a few last clicks on the website, he ordered almost three dozen books to be shipped as fast as possible. As he looked over the confirmation, he cringed. "Oh crap. I should have just bought a kindle. Damn it." While he was on Amazon he ordered one, along with the rest.

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Jack's meeting with the lottery representatives went very well. It was one of those classic situations of one group of people who routinely hand out millions of dollars all the time, giving money to someone who's never received millions of dollars before in their life. Jack just kept saying thank you as he signed half a dozen documents and was handed an envelope with a check in it.

After accepting the lump sum payment, and taxes, Jack was left with 41 million dollars. A far cry from the listed jackpot, but Jack wasn't complaining. Once he was alone, he flipped open his cell to call his friend Lexi, an associate at a local law firm. 

"Lexi, how are you doing. Can I retain you as my attorney, please? I'm going to be doing a bunch of business soon and I know I'll need one."

"Uh, sure? What kind of business?"

"Real estate purchases at the very least. It'll be billable hours, I'm not asking as a favor."

"Oh! Okay Jack, sure. I am your lawyer." Jack filled in a very surprised Lexi about his good fortune, and they arranged to meet later in the week. He called his friend Seth the financial planner next.

"Hey Seth what's up. I've fallen into a bit of money and I think I could use your services. I'm entering your building right now."

"Oh yeah? What is this, from your... Didn't your grandfather die? Or something? Condolences," Seth said.

"Thanks, yeah. But this is something else," Jack said, waiting until the elevator doors closed. "I just won about 40 million dollars in the powerball lottery."

"No fucking shit. You're fucking kidding me. You are fucking kidding me!!" Seth absolutely went nuts on the other end of the phone as Jack hung up, exiting at Seth's floor.

Two hours later, he had taken care of the money. Five million was put into long term, super safe bonds. Jack wanted something to fall back on, so even if he lost all of it at the track he could still retire with something. They put the bulk of the money into a variety of bonds and stock to remain as liquid as possible. Jack called Kai next.

"Sup Kai. What are you doing tomorrow?"

"I have an open house in the afternoon but nothing else, really. Why?"

"I'd like to look at some stuff."

"Some stuff?" she responded, amused. "Well, lesseee... I've got a three bedroom in Brooklyn for 2.4 million."

"Nah, I was thinking apartment buildings, rental properties. I'm interested in creating a revenue stream."

There was a pause on the line. "This is Jack Sommers, right?"

"I'll explain everything when I see you tomorrow at ten thirty, okay? I'm totally serious Kai. Investment properties, multifamily dwellings. Maybe some commercial space too."

"Okay Jack, sure. I've got a couple of things in mind already. I'll see you then."

"Thanks Kai. This will be awesome, don't worry." At this point, Jack found himself outside Ruth's Chris steak house. "Yes, a $40 hamburger does sound good right about now," he said to no one in particular, heading inside.

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As Jack arrived back at his apartment building, he knocked on apartment 1A, his landlord's place.

"Jack, how are you," Mr. Antanopolis said, putting his glasses on. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing at all. I wanted to ask about 6B, the two bedroom? Is it still vacant?"

"Yes, yes it is! Are you interested in, eh, moving up? The rent's 2200 a month but... For you? You're reliable. I could go as low as 1950."

"Really?"

"Yes. You see, 6A, the Chows? They are moving to Arizona in two months. I'm about to have two empty apartments? No! So, you'll take?"

"I thought you were trying to sell the whole building? What happened there?"

"Trying, trying," the landlord muttered, annoyed. "It's been on the market for 11 months. I was asking 1.9 million, but... In this economy? I'd take... who knows what now," he said, shaking his head.

"If I give you two million in cash, how fast can you close?"

"Two million? Cash? You are serious?" Mr. Antanopolis asked, shocked. Jack nodded. The landlord's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Thirty days."

"Done." They shook on it heartily. "I'll have my attorney contact yours by the end of the day. If you'll give me the key, I'll move up to the top floor over the next few days." Mr. Antanopolis bustled off and returned with a set of keys and his lawyer's contact information. Jack was about to head up stairs to his apartment when he thought of something. "And my new personal assistant will be moving into my studio. Ginny Powers."

"Sure, who cares. It'll be your place soon, you deal with it!" the older man said, laughing excitedly. Jack thought that he could get used to days like this. As he opened the door and saw Ginny sitting on the couch, he thought he could definitely get used to days like this.

"Jack!" Stacy said from the kitchen counter, surprising the hell out of him. "Congratulations!" she said as she rushed in and gave him a big hug. "Ginny told me! How much did you end up winning?!"

For the second time in two days Jack found himself getting hugged by a beautiful woman. "Hey Stace. I, well, a lot of money, actually." He was a little upset with Ginny for telling someone, but he figured Stacy would have found out pretty soon anyway. He filled the ladies in on his exciting day, and showed off a few purchases he had made: a new coat, new sunglasses, a new smart phone, and an xbox 360.

"No playstation?" Stacy asked, laughing.

"Don't like the controller," he said, putting his stuff away. "So, uh, what are you guys up to?"

"Stacy dropped by to see what we were up to tonight, and I said I thought we would be celebrating. So..."

"Ah. Well I guess a celebration is in order."

"I can't believe you didn't come out last night! Must have preferred staying in, huh?" Stacy said with a wry smile.

"Well last night I still needed time to... get used to it, I guess," Jack said, looking over at Gin. "But yeah, O'Reilly's tonight. Let's do it."

"K. And you're buying," Stacy said, smiling. "If we're going out tonight I've got to get a bunch of shit done beforehand. Want to meet up at like nine?" Jack and Ginny nodded and off Stacy went, shooting "party fingers" as she left the apartment.

"Hello Master," Gin said brightly as she hopped off the couch, collecting some dishes and taking them to the sink. "So do you own the building yet?"

"Why did you tell Stacy about the lotto? What have you guys been talking about?" Jack asked, a little anxious.

"I told her because she asked what we did last night. Is it a secret?" Jack threw his hands up in exasperation.

"Gin... A great man once said 'mo' money, mo' problems.' When people find out you're a millionaire, they start treating you differently. And some people will start seeing me as a walking atm." Gin's brows furrowed. "A cash machine... A walking money dispenser." 

"I see. Well forgive me Master, I did not wish to cause you mo' problems." Jack laughed out loud. "Stacy asked a lot of questions, and I did my best to answer them."

"What'd you say?" Jack asked, suddenly very concerned.

"Stacy actually helped me. She asked something like 'let me guess, you're an ex girlfriend or something.' So I said yes, that I was an old girlfriend of yours from college."

"Okay... And then?"

"I said that were briefly involved back in college, where we first met, but that it had ended fairly quickly. I said that I had been traveling for work for some time, but had fallen on hard times when I arrived in New York." Jack nodded, this was all fine. "And that I had come looking for you, and that you had offered me a place to crash. That's the word you used yesterday." Jack nodded. "And I told her that you had offered me a job as your personal assistant after winning so much money in the lottery suddenly. And that's about it."

"That's... That's fine. You had me worried for a second."

"I think she knows we had sex."

"What makes you say that?"

"Nothing she said, but there is but one bed, and I did say that I was staying here. She doesn't strike me a fool, Master." Jack nodded in agreement. "And when she mentioned that you were a carpenter, and I guess I showed some surprise, she sort of laughed and said 'I guess you two didn't talk much last night.'"

"Oh yeah, I guess she's figured it out," Jack said, laughing. "She wasn't pissed off was she? Upset?"

"No... If I had to say, I think I would say she seemed a little jealous." This stopped Jack cold and he turned to look at her.

"Really? Jealous of you?" he asked, genuinely intrigued. He had never thought Stacy saw him as anything more than a friend. A good friend, definitely, as the two hung out a fair bit at O'Reilly's or just at each other's places. She had cheered him on when he picked up that nursing student two months ago, and had consoled him when it all fell apart two weeks later. But nothing had ever happened between them.

"Again, it wasn't anything she said. But a woman can sense these things, Master. A djinni even more so." Jack didn't respond at first, bringing his laptop over to the futon and putting his feet up.

"Well, let's file that under 'deal with later,'" he said, shaking his head. "I've got even more money to spend. It turns out both the upstairs apartments will be vacant soon, so instead of just renovating a two bedroom, soon I'll have a huge four-bedroom, two and a half bath monstrosity. It'll be awesome, but it means a lot of work..."

"A what?"

"A very large and luxurious apartment. New Yorkers are obsessed with real estate, and I'm going to create a... Well, an amazing place to live and make all my friends really jealous," Jack said, laughing. "I just spent 2 million on the building; I may spend half again as much on this apartment. This is going to be... Well, fun."

As he spoke, he bought up a list of work contacts and started making phone calls. Jack knew he would be able to do a lot of the carpentry himself, but with a project this size he decided to instead be his own general contractor and bring on some of his friends to do the work for him. And there would be plenty of work to go around, he thought to himself, plans already starting to form in his head.

As Jack made phone call after phone call, lining up workers and setting up meetings, Ginny watched her new master. She liked what she saw: She had seen good men and women go mad from the power of wishes, allowing greed and arrogance to make them into new, horrible people with little to show despite all their newfound wealth and power. Jack, so far at least, seemed to have kept his head on his shoulders. And now, she thought, I'll be able to stick around and see that he stays grounded. She smiled at the thought.


Djinn in the City Ch. 02



"Yeah Stosh, yeah. Hey I could the framing myself but I figured you would want the work? No it'll start pretty soon, I think, probably within the month. Right. Right. I'll keep you posted. Thanks." Jack hung up, caught Gin staring at him. "What?"

"Nothing Master. Just looking," she said, smiling broadly. "Are you done spending money?"

"Not quite yet," he said, smiling. He called 1800-MATTRESSnext and ordered a California king sized mattress and box spring for the upstairs apartment. Meanwhile, he looked at flat screen TVs and stereo equipment online, already planning on a home theatre. Once the mattress was ordered he hung up and turned back to Gin. "I think that might be enough money spent today. But I need to buy furniture and appliances for upstairs... And I think we might have to buy you some actual clothes."

"That's not necessary Master," Gin said, as she stood. "I can create any sort of clothing you can imagine. Watch!" Amidst swirls of purple smoke, Gin went through no less than two dozen outfits, all very cute and perfectly fitting her fantastic frame.

"Oo, stop, I like that one," Jack said on a set of low-rider jeans and a cute blouse. "Where did all these come from?"

"I've been learning about fashion!" she said proudly, turning the TV on. "There is this program called 'Friends' that is quite helpful. There are dozens of different outfits per episode! And those commercials, I know you prefer to skip them, but I find them quite interesting," Gin said, stepping closer.

"Well, just don't let them tell you what's what," Jack said absently, gripping her hips lightly. "Are you wearing panties? Underwear?"

"Under the trousers? No."

"Well nowadays undergarments are usually worn under clothes. Although it's very sexy when a woman doesn't."

"I see. Should I put some on?" she asked, enjoying the game.

"Hm... Maybe," Jack said. He reached over to grab the Victoria's Secret catalogue. "Here... See these? That's called a thong panty."

"It doesn't look terribly comfortable, Master. But..." she shimmied her hips a little. "Done. What difference does it make? You can't see what I'm wearing." She continued to shift her hips about. "They feel funny! Women really wear these?"

"They do indeed. But," Jack said, pulling her hips close and turning her around, "there is a way to see what you are wearing." He pulled her jeans down a little, pulling her lace thong out a little. "There. Now, this is called a 'whale tale.' I usually find it pretty trashy, but at the moment I couldn't tell you why..." he said absently, his hands stroking her hips. Gin turned to survey herself in the mirror, noting her panties sticking out.

"That is trashy. If that word means what I think it means?"

"It's not a compliment."

"Then I think I will keep them covered," she said, quickly sorting herself out. "But you can remember that I'm wearing them, Master. And later," she said, her voice dripping sex, "you can take them off of me."

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"So what's the deal with Ginny?"

"What?" Jack said, downing the rest of his pint to give him some time to come up with an answer.

"You heard me Jack," Stacy said. "Don't get me wrong, well done, she's gorgeous. But you win a bajillion dollars and all of a sudden she's living with you? Are you sure you can trust her?"

"Two more?" Jack signaled to the waitress.

"Jack? C'mon, you can tell me," Stacy said quietly, signaling for another gin and tonic. "I know how it is when an ex shows up. Remember Neal? It took me three tries to show that asshole the door."

"It wasn't like that at all. Gin and I... We ended in a good way..." They had been at O'Reilly's for a couple of hours already. Jack was indeed buying for the three of them, as well as a few local friends in the bar last night. "It's just... complicated Stace," he said, hoping that would throw her off. "As far as can I trust her, you'll just have to believe me when I say this: I trust Gin with my life, full stop."

"Okay. If you're sure then I'll believe you. But she's," Stacy spotted Gin emerging from the bathroom, "well, a little odd?" Jack just shrugged at that. No sense trying to explain that one, Jack thought.

"What's next?" Gin asked as she took her seat. She'd been trying a different cocktail each round. She'd been astounded by the array of choices when she arrived, and so far hadn't found a bad one.

"That's a gin and tonic, which is Stacy's drink of choice." Gin sipped it, nodded, then took a big gulp. "Very nice!"

"So what's next for the neuveau riche?" Stacy asked, leaning back in the booth. 

"Well, I'm moving tomorrow."

"Really?" Stacy asked. Her unhappiness was clear. "What, you're buying something in Manhattan?"

"Like I would be so shallow," Jack said, drinking deeply. He liked that she was unhappy at the thought of him leaving. "You know the Chows? They're moving to Arizona. So with the whole floor, I'm going to combine the two and live up there. Gin's taking the studio," he added as an afterthought.

"Oh wow! You'll have, like, a four bedroom two bath? I think you even have views of the city. Very nice!!" Jack and Gin shared a look. It was true: New Yorkers were obsessed with real estate.

"Yeah, I talked to Mr. Antanopolis. And there's one other thing."

"What?" she asked, polishing off her drink.

"I'll be your landlord. I'm buying the building." Stacy almost pulled a spit take, but managed to swallow her drink without incident. 

"You bought the building?"

"Yep. I like the neighborhood, the floors are good. And by charging rent, I can generate a revenue stream. That's why I'm heading out with Kai tomorrow to look at rental properties."

"That's, wow, that's awesome! Want some company? It's always good to have a second pair of eyes for things like that." Jack thought on that. She was right, it might help to have a second opinion before he started throwing millions of dollars around without thinking. And while Gin was great, he didn't think she'd be much help when it came to buying a home. She didn't even know what linoleum was.

"You know what, that's a good idea." Stacy perked up at that. "The appointment's at ten thirty, meet you at ten. And then," he said, turning to Ginny, "we go furniture shopping in the afternoon."

"Alright! Makin' plans is what the neaveau riche is doing! But next you are doing some shots!" Stacy said as she signaled the waitress to come over.

"What's shots?" Gin whispered to Jack as Stacy ordered six shots of tequila.

"Oh boy."

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Three hours later, they all stumbled through the front door of the building and half-fell into the elevator. They had stayed at O'Reilly's until two in the morning, and they weren't feeling any pain at all.

"All right!" Jack said as he shambled onto their floor. "Okay, I'll see you tomorrow morning Stace. Thank you for making me celebrate properly."

"My pleasure babe," Stacy said giving him a big hug, holding him tight for a second, kissing him on the cheek. "I'm off to pass out. It was really nice meeting you Ginny," she said warmly as she pushed her door open and headed straight for her bedroom.

"Master," Gin said as soon as they were alone in his apartment, "I'm very drunk. Do you still want to-OH!" Gin squeaked as Jack suddenly grabbed her and pushed her against the kitchen counter. He roughly pulled her jeans down, then tore her lacy panties off her. Gin gasped as he slipped his hand into her pussy, grinding his jeans covered cock against her ass. He yanked her shirt off and tossed it aside, filling his free hand with her boobs.

"Do I still want to fuck you? Is that what you're asking?" he moaned against her ear. He found her already quite wet, slipped two fingers deep into her cunt, bringing a gasp to her lips. His pants were around his ankles in a flash as he quickly pressed his cock into her pussy. He pushed her down against the counter as he pounded her deeply, rapid jackhammer thrusts into her gushing pussy.

"M-Master, oh oh oh," she grunted with each pounding thrust. His hips slammed into her round ass repeatedly, and Jack loved watching the firm cheeks shake with each smack. From this angle he could fuck her deeply, hitting new depths of his genie. Gin gave a small squeak with each deep thrust, her feet coming off the ground as she wrapped back around Jack's thrusting hips as she clung onto the tiled countertop. "Oh, Gods, you're hitting me so deep!"

"I'm gonna, unh.." Jack groaned as he pulled out of her pussy, humping against her perfect ass. Gin gasped as she felt his cock thrusting against her ass, but then she felt him cumming all over her golden back and she groaned in frustration. He stumbled away, managing to reach the futon and collapse onto it. Gin was slower in getting up, joining Jack on the small bed.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The alarm was a harsh way to wake up the next morning. Jack's head throbbed with a pounding headache, and his mouth felt like someone had poured sand mixed with motor oil into it. He stumbled into the bathroom and spent the next half hour recovering from a vicious hangover. After two pints of water, ibuprophen, a hot shower, and a cup of coffee, he was beginning to feel human again.

Gin still hadn't budged. She was still lying on her belly on the bed, Jack's cum having dried on her back. Jack frowned at that. He hadn't meant to be so rough last night, but he had been hungry for her all day. He wet a towel in the bathroom and went to clean her soft back.

"Mmfh."

"Morning Gin. How are you feeling?" 

"Terrible."

"This is a hangover. This is what happens when you get very very drunk."

"I know what a hang over is, Master. I just don't think I've ever felt one like this. Ugh." She sat up slowly, her eyes clenched shut. "Excuse me a moment, Master." Ginny dissolved into purple smoke, quickly whipping off to reenter the magic lamp, which Jack had hidden in the closet. Moments later the smoke reappeared and Ginny reformed in the kitchen wearing a thin tee shirt and clingy yoga pants. "Ah. Much better. I'm going to have some coffee."

"That's it? You feel fine now?"

"Yes Master. How are you feeling? Not so great I imagine," she said, laughing. Jack just grumbled as he finished his coffee.

"Uh, about last night..." Jack began.

"What about it? O'Reilly's was fun! Alcohol has come a long way while I've been gone. It used to be if your wine didn't have chunks it was great but now-"

"No, I mean... When we got back. I'm sorry if I was a little... Rough," Jack said, feeling sheepish.

"Master," Ginny said, putting her mug down and coming to sit astride his thighs, "rough is okay. Rough and quick can be very sexy too, you know." She kissed him lightly. "I'm more upset that you fucked me so good and then left me unfulfilled."

"Oh hon," Jack groaned. "I feel like death. At least give me until this afternoon to make it up to you?" he pleaded. Ginny laughed.

"Of course Master. Some of those books are supposed to arrive today, I will read those while I await you," she said, bowing at the hips. Jack agreed and quickly got dressed for his day.

Jack went to Stacy's door and knocked lightly, hoping he wouldn't be waking her up. He was surprised when she emerged looking worse for wear, but still looking better than he felt.

"Alright. Let's make a landowner out of you," she said, drinking deep from a bottle of water.

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Six hours later, Jack, Stacy and Kai were exiting the tenth property of the day. Kai had done well, and once Jack had told her about his plans, she was calling everyone she knew for leads. They'd also stopped for a fantastic lunch in Astoria, and all in all Jack was just plain enjoying himself.

"So?" Kai asked, putting on her sunglasses. "That's all I've got for today. Give me a few days and I can probably do a lot better."

"Some of these were winners though," Jack said. "I liked the big guy on Greenpoint, and those two brownstones that were next to each other."

"Jack, that place on Greenpoint had a vacant commercial space on the ground floor and was drastically overpriced," Stacy said flatly. "The brownstones are fine, but they are still asking too much."

"She's right Jack."

"No, no, I know they're overpriced, but I think that's the only real problem with them. Hit the guy on Greenpoint with... 35 percent off his asking price. And if the other guy will take off about a hundred, each, that's fine too."

"35 off? That's a lot Jack," Kai said.

"It's been on the market for almost eight months, and I can pay cash. I think he'll be quite accommodating." Kai nodded.

"Okay, I'll do it. And if you're free," she said, flipping through her schedule, "Tuesday morning? I'll set aside the whole day for us." Jack agreed and they parted ways, he and Stacy heading back towards their building.

"So what's your next move? I mean, like, with your life. You're giving up on the construction game, right?"

"Yeah, I think my new place might be the last time I swing a hammer for a while," Jack said wistfully. " But I don't know... Start a business? I've been thinking of opening a bar or something... Is that crazy?"

"Not at all! Jack, you should do whatever you want. I mean, shit, don't just spend it all on hookers and blow," she laughed. "You can really do something with yourself now. Need a bartender?"

"Ever tended bar?"

"Nope."

"You're hired." Stacy smiled at that. "I'm serious. Every place needs the one hot bartender."

"You think I'm hot?" she asked teasingly, a crooked smile on her lips.

"Oh shut up. You know you're gorgeous. So does Calvin Klein," Jack said dryly, making Stacy laugh. She had landed a shot in the new Calvin Klein campaign, and it had opened several doors for her. "If you want, I'll pay for a bartender course for you."

"You're serious? You're really going to open a bar? And you want me to work there?" Jack nodded. "Thank you so much!" she said as she leapt into him, hugging him tightly. "Oh thank you thank you thank you." Jack could see that she was crying a little.

"Hey, what's the matter? You don't have to take the job if y-"

"Sorry, I'm sorry," Stacy said, dabbing at her eyes with her sleeve. "Um, Chez Daniel? That restaurant I work at? They're trimming. I got my two week's notice a week ago."

"Shit! Why didn't you tell me?" Jack asked, concerned.

"Well, I thought I'd be able to find something else, and I... I was embarrassed, actually. But then, since Ginny told me about you winning I... Well, I didn't want you to think I was trying to... Y'know..."

"Weasel money out of me?" Stacy laughed.

"Exactly!" she said. "Like, look at me. I landed that CK shoot and all of a sudden all sorts of bitches I hadn't heard from in months are calling me up all 'Hey! Heard about your good news, we should hang out soon!' Just trying to get closer to me so they can maybe land a job themselves. And I don't have millions of dollars all of a sudden!" she said a little too loudly, quieting up sheepishly. "Jack, it's just... I like you, you're a great guy. And I didn't want to look like I had my hand out. I don't! My hand is firmly in."

"I know that," Jack said, taking her hands in his. "I do. And I'm giving you this job because I think you can do it and do it well. And if you do a crappy job I will fire you. Okay?"

Stacy smiled. "Okay. I'm sorry for getting emotional!" she said as she dried her eyes off. "C'mon, I'm making a fool of myself out here." She took Jack's arm and headed them down the street.

They parted ways when they reached their floor and Jack returned to his apartment. He wondered how he would find Gin waiting for him. He found her on the bed facing away from the door, laying on her tummy reading a book wearing nothing but a pair of panties. They were tight boy shorts, her round ass looking fantastic in the tight fabric.

"Hello Master," She said absently, flipping the page. "Christendom really got its act together, didn't it?"

"If by Christendom, you mean Europe? Yes, they certainly did. I won't spoil the end for you though," Jack said absently as he got undressed. "I like those panties."

"I'm glad! It was very hot today and I didn't see the need to ge-Oh!" she squeaked as Jack buried his face in her ass. He just rubbed his face in her ass for a few moments before roughly pulling her panties down her thighs and shoving his face back in, slobbering wet kisses all over her ass. He took a moment to pull her into a semi-kneeling position before returning to his work, licking her pussy from behind, his tongue tracing from her clit up to her ass.

"Hold your ass open," he said gruffly. As she reached back and spread her cheeks apart, Jack groaned and focused on her tight puckered hole, bombarding it with quick, teasing licks. Ginny crooned and giggled through the whole ordeal. Ginny had never felt anything like it, Jack's tongue going from teasing, quick licks to practically tongue-fucking her ass from moment to moment.

"Master, oh fuck... What are you doing to m-EE!" she squeaked as Jack filled her pussy with a thrusting thumb, his fingers teasing her clit as he continued his assault on her ass.

"Gin," he murmured, dragging his teeth along her firm cheek, "your ass drives me crazy. You should know that."

"Mm, duly noted." She shimmied her hips back and forth, shaking her ass back it him. "Don't stop, Master. Your mouth felt amazing." Jack didn't need to be asked twice, pushing his face deep into her ass, licking at her clit from behind. As he licked up, he teased her gushing pussy before returning to her ass. Gin quietly crooned as he worshipped her ass for several long minutes, rubbing her clit as he played. After a few more teasing licks, however, Jack got up on his knees behind her. He grabbed a pillow and stuffed it under her hips, leaving her at the perfect height. He quickly dug into a bedside table for some lube and something Dee had left behind when she'd dumped him: a tiny vibrator.

Getting onto the bed behind Ginny, he gripped her hips firmly, pressing his cock into the cleft of her ass. Pulling back, he eased his cock into her soaked pussy, slowly pushing in until his hips met her soft ass. Jack thrust slowly, lazily fucking into her tightness. He opened the lube and squeezed a steady stream onto her ass. 

"Oo, what is that? It tingles," she moaned, fucking back against him. Jack teased her ass with his fingers as he slowly fucked her pussy, making her groan. He slowly slipped a finger inside, then two, stretching the tight hole open, Gin squeaking at the new intrusion. As Gin started gasping and crying out, he could feel her ass grabbing at him. "Oh, Master, Jack, Oh!" she cried out as she came, her pussy gushing all over his thrusting cock. Jack pulled out before her writhing body made him cum, sliding his cock up to her tight little pucker, quickly slipping his thick head inside.

"Oh FUCK!" Gin screamed out, her fingers gripping the quilt tightly. Her orgasm just exploded anew. The feeling of Jack's cock spreading her ass open just flipped something inside her and she couldn't stop the moans coming out of her. Jack's fingers gripped at her hips tightly, holding her still.

"Are you okay?" Jack asked, trying desperately to stay still in her gripping ass.

"Yes, yes!" she gasped, still breathing deeply. "Just go... Go slow, Master, please. You feel so... Thick." Jack obeyed, slowly easing his cock deeper into her tight hole. He would push a tiny bit in, pull almost all the way out, then try to ease in a little further. Her ass felt amazing: tight and hot, and between the lube and Gin's juices on his cock, he was easily moving in her clenching ass. A few long minutes later and he was fully inside her, his hips pressed tight against her round ass. "You are so deep in me," Gin gasped.

Jack slowed his thrusts even further, just slowly easing his cock in and out of her ass. If her clenching asshole didn't make him cum, then her moaning, gasping cries were going to do it to him. He slowly pulled his cock out of her ass before pushing it back into her all the way to the base. She groaned and shivered, and Jack was suddenly struck by the desire to see her face. He pulled his cock fully out of her and rolled her willing body over. Pushing her thighs back, he quickly pushed back into her slippery ass.




Djinn in the City Ch. 02



"Play with yourself baby," Jack grunted as he resumed his terribly slow fucking. Ginny smiled slyly at him before sliding her hands to her breasts, gently stroking them with her fingertips. Jack leaned close and pulled a stiff nipple into his mouth, still fucking deep into her ass. "I want to show you something," he whispered, handing her the vibrator and guiding her hand to her pussy. He turned it on and pressed it against her clit, and Gin gave a shuddering groan. "You like that?"

"Oh, Jack, I love it," Gin muttered.

"What do you love? Say it," Jack said, pumping his cock deeper into her ass. The combined sensations made Gin's eyes roll back for a moment.

"I love... You in me. In my ass," she groaned, shivering.

"Fucking your ass?" Jack grunted, pounding slowly into her.

"Oh Jack, baby, Oh! Oh fuck my ass..." she cried out as she rubbed her clit with the buzzing toy. She'd never felt anything like this in her long life. None of her previous lovers had done anything like this to her before. She could feel a huge orgasm building inside her, and wanted Jack to cum with her. "I'm gonna cum, gonna cum with your cock in my ass!" 

Jack didn't respond, but his thrusting speed increased, his hips bouncing against her ass. It was only moments later that Ginny's orgasm hit, and it was a huge one. Her toes curled as she started loudly moaning her release, and Jack felt her ass clenching at his cock in spasms. That was it for Jack, and he exploded deep inside her, her squeezing ass milking him. They shuddered against each other for a long minute before they relaxed, Jack swaying on his extended arms.

"Oh Jack!" she called out, pulling him to her sweaty breasts. Jack lay heavily on top of her, completely drained. Gin was holding him tight, her breathing slowly returning to normal. "Oh Master," she said quietly. "that was amazing. What is this thing?" she asked, the vibrator still buzzing in her hand.

"It's a sex toy. A little device we use to make sex even better," Jack said as he moved to her side, his soft cock slipping from her ass. "Do you think it worked?" Gin just groaned in response. After a moment, Jack went to the bathroom and cleaned up. He returned a moment later with a warm washcloth to clean her.

"Thank you, Master," Gin moaned as he tended to her, "but I think we both could use a shower before we go shopping."

"How can you still think about shopping? I just want to take a nap after all that," Jack said to her retreating back as she entered the bathroom. "I think I might do some more shopping online instead. I don't even think I could walk right now." Hearing the shower starting, Jack managed to stagger under the hot water with her. Gin quickly turned to wash him, taking special care with his sensitive cock. Jack returned the favor, gently scrubbing her butt clean.

"So how's your studying going?"

"Well I've read three of the books that arrived today an-"

"What? You've read three books in a morning? You're some sort of speed reader or something?" Jack asked, surprised.

"I don't know what a speed reader is, Master. But Djinni are known for their sharp minds: I suppose we just read very quickly. Isn't that good? You say there is a great deal of reading ahead of me."

"Hey, I'm not complaining... Shit, once the kindle comes, you'll be able to go full speed ahead."

"What's a kindle?" 

"An electric book, I guess? I don't really want one, but I think you might be reading a couple hundred books in the next month, so it seemed like a good purchase. Less wasteful and all that." As Jack spoke, his soapy hands kept stroking her hips and ass. She moved closer, his arms enfolding her tiny frame.

"Jack, you are very different than any of my other masters," Gin said absently. "Most only kept me as long as it took to fulfill their wishes. The ones who kept me around treated me... Worse than a whore." Jack tightened his arms around her protectively. "You treat me like a person... Like a lady."

"You are a lady. I couldn't treat you any other way, Gin," he said quietly. Clearing his throat, he continued, "I mean, a lot has changed since you've been locked up in your lamp. The Reformation, the Enlightenment, the Rennaissance, abolition of slavery. Advances in science and medicine... Cup cakes with the cream inside! Humanity's become slightly less barbaric. Slightly."

"So are all men as gallant and kind as you?" Gin asked, a goofy smile on her face.

"Oh hell no. I'm a fucking prince," he said in all seriousness. Looking down at the lovely creature in his arms, he said a silent thank you to his Uncle Al one more time. "C'mon, we'll turn into prunes if we stay in here much longer," he said as he emerged from the shower and held a towel out for his genie to step into. She shut the water off and turned, and Jack couldn't help but stare at her perfect form, water droplets running down her golden skin, her large nipples puckering from the cold air.

"By the Gods, Master, does that thing ever go down?" she asked, exasperated, as she wrapped the towel around herself. Jack glanced down and, sure enough, his cock had roused once again. He quickly grabbed a towel himself and covered up.

"It's a testament to your beauty," he said grandly heading back into the main room, pulling on some sweat pants. "So shopping's out. I say we take it easy. Want to watch a movie?"

"What's a movie?" Jack sighed.

"Well, it's like a TV program. But you don't watch it at home, generally, but go to a theatre and watch it. And it's longer, and self-contained. Although if a movie is successful sometimes they'll make a sequel and keep following the story."

"What are they about?" Gin asked, materializing the boy shorts again, this time with a tight tee shirt.

"All sorts of stuff!" Jack said as he fired up his xbox and accessed the Netflix watch instantly feature. "I think we should start at the very beginning, one of the greatest films ever made. It set a standard for the art, and created the visual language that movies still use today," Jack said, finding Citizen Kane and firing it up.

"Oo, it has no colors! How did they do that?" Gin asked, mystified, bringing a deep laugh from Jack.



Djinn in the City Ch. 03



I'd like to thank everyone for your comments and votes, this has been a great experience. This is the last chapter of the Djinn in the City series, but I do have some ideas to continue the story if you all want more. Comments appreciated!

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The next morning was hectic. Fedex delivered a mass of Amazon orders in the morning, including the much-awaited electronic reader. The mattress was being delivered around noon, and some of Jack's construction friends were showing up before that to start reviewing and going over the plans.

"Want a hand?" Gin asked.

"Not really. I think there will be more talking and planning than actual work today," Jack said, pulling a 12 pack from the fridge. Off of Gin's look, Jack put his hands up in defense. "Hey, this'll just get the creative juices flowing. But if you were up there I would have some distracted guys, I think." Gin was wearing cut-off jeans and a tee shirt and was looking delectable. After their furious bout of anal sex in the afternoon, they made gentle love after the movie, Jack passing out between Gin's soft thighs. That morning Gin had once again woken him with a fantastic blowjob. Jack was worried his wish to have fantastic sex with her for the rest of his life might actually kill him. How ironic! "Don't sweat it, you'll get to meet all these guys soon enough, alright?"

"Of course Jack. Maybe I'll see what Stacy's doing," she said, grabbing the spare key and heading down the hallway and knocking on Stacy's door as Jack headed upstairs.

"Ginny! Hi, what's up?"

"Nothing really. Jack is busy working upstairs and I was wondering if I could sit with you a moment?"

"C'mon in girl, of course, jeez," Stacy said pulling the shorter woman inside. "You're not helping?"

"Jack said I would distract the guys?" This got a full-throated laugh from Stacy.

"Yeah, that could be a danger... I mean do you even own a bra?" Stacy said, indicating Gin's outfit. "Hey, don't get me wrong, I go without a lot too, but I don't have a set of tits like yours," Stacy said, indicating her smaller chest. Stacy had a classic model's body, tall and slim.

"I... I just don't really need one, I guess. Is it that distracting?" Gin asked, looking down at her chest.

"Ugh, quit playing. I'm already jealous enough." Stacy said, going to the fridge.

"What do you mean?" Ginny asked, coming around the counter to face the taller woman. Stacy looked sheepish for a moment, then broke into an embarrassed smile.

"Okay, don't hate me. But yesterday after we got back from looking at real estate, I was a sweaty mess. So I went to take a quick shower," Stacy explained, leading Gin to her bathroom. "And I... heard you."

"Heard me what?" Gin asked, confused.

"Well, so here's the window," she said, getting in the tub and pointing at it. The window was indeed right in the shower, but the small frosted glass didn't allow prying eyes in. "And just over there..." she pointed, directing Gin's eyes to another window in the same building, "is Jack's window."

"Oh. Oh!" Gin said, figuring it out. "So you heard... us."

"Yeah," Stacy said, a mischievous look in her eye. "You were, uh, noisy." Gin blushed crimson and Stacy touched her arm in support. "Hey! Nothing to be embarrassed about! Seriously! I just was a little..."

"Jealous, you said?" Gin asked, her embarrassment fading.

"Well, shit. What can I say? It's been a while since I've been fucked like that. I thought he was killing you or something in there," Stacy said, grinning slyly. "Well actually, I've never been fucked quite like that, if you know what I mean."

"Oh?" Gin asked. Talking about the amazing sex from the day before was getting her a little hot. "Why not?"

"I dunno, never really trusted a guy to do it, I guess. It didn't hurt?"

"Not really. There's a little pain, but Jack was very slow and gentle," Gin said, leaning against the shower wall. "Was I very loud?" she asked, grinning. Stacy laughed.

"At first not so bad, I could hear you moaning and stuff. But I guess... When he put it in? You went crazy. I was a little shocked, actually. Was it always that good?" Gin paused, as if to think on it, remembering that Stacy thought that she was an old girlfriend of Jack's.

"I'm not sure. That was a long time ago." Something occurred to her. "So... You just listened to us as you stood here showering?"

"Well..." Stacy hedged, and now it was her turn to blush, "c'mon, it was fuckin' hot. You could work in phone sex with that mouth of yours." The two girls laughed. "Sorry."

"What for?"

"For dumping my shit-sex-life problems on you. My best orgasm in three months was from listening to you getting it in the ass. I'm depraved," Stacy laughed, but Gin could tell that there was real pain there. 

"Well then I'm glad I could help," Gin said lightly, trying to break the mood. "You want to go out for a walk? I feel like I've been cooped up for the past few days. I want to see the neighborhood." This was true: Ginny hadn't left the apartment since their trip to O'Reilly's.

"Uh, sure, why not. Wanna go shopping? There's a second hand store over on 54th that's good. Go ask Jack if he'll bankroll us," Stacy said as she left the bathroom, laughing.

"See you in a minute," Gin said, leaving the apartment and heading upstairs. She pushed open the door to 6B to find Jack holding court with three men, clearly his construction friends.

"Gin! Hi, uh, guys, this is my... Assistant, Ginny, Ginny Powers. Gin, this is Steve, Stosh and Kyle, they're going to be helping me get this apartment ready."

"It's very nice to meet you," she said to the men. For their part, they seemed struck dumb.

"What's the matter?" Jack asked, stepping closer.

"Stacy and I are going shopping. She suggested you could bankroll us." Jack laughed.

"Yeah sure, here," he said, handing her his debit card. He leaned closer and whispered, "When it comes time to pay, just slide this card through the... You know what, just give it to Stacy."

"Thanks Master," she whispered back. "It was nice to meet all of you," she said to the group before turning on her heel and leaving.

"Fucking hell Jack," Stosh said, "where've you been hiding her?"

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The next month was probably the busiest of Jack's life. Mr. Antanopolis was even quicker than he had said, and Jack was the proud owner of a six story building with 14 tenants, including Stacy and Ginny. But that was only the first of six real estate purchases he was in the middle of all over town, and Jack had a full schedule of inspections, meetings, document signings and closings. It would probably be another few months until it was all said and done, but everything was going according to schedule.

Jack's move up to 6B was complete, and he reveled in the bigger place. The kitchen was still a gutted mess and the bathroom was only half finished, but again everything was at least going to schedule. After Jack offered to pay for their move to Arizona, the Chows had agreed to move a month earlier, and it was only a few more days before Jack could start knocking walls down. Which he was itching to do.

Jack had started taking a course in restaurant management, going three nights a week to a culinary school in the city, and he was scheduled to start taking a bartending course there soon as well. At the same time, at Stacy's urging, he had started seeing a personal trainer a couple of times a week. Between his class schedule, his training sessions and his business responsibilities, Jack was always running from one thing to the other.

And he couldn't have done any of it without Ginny's help. She was able to keep his schedule straight and was always just a phone call away now that Jack had given her a cell phone of her own. Whatever she might have lacked in general knowledge she made up for with a sharp mind, quick wit, and excellent planning skills. It turned out her job as his personal assistant wasn't going to be such a sham after all.

Her education continued at a rapid pace. Her reading speed was astounding, and Jack figured she had read upwards of 250 books in the month. She never had to ask a question more than once, and had even started explaining things to Jack that he didn't understand. Their nightly movies had become a tradition, with Jack trying to leaven the heavy diet of classics with some fun guy movies and other favorites. They would snuggle up on the new couch and enjoy them on his new enormous 65 inch flat screen tv.

Not to mention the fact that the sex continued to be mind blowing, toe curlingly good. Jack loved the money, but he was starting to think that sleeping with Gin every day was the best wish he made. They made passionate love every night, and many days, always pushing each other to the absolute limit of pleasure. And on the rare night that Jack was just too tired, Gin woke him with a fantastic blowjob the next morning, which frequently led to 69ing and even more sex. Jack couldn't get enough of her.

Most nights she slept with him in 6B, but occasionally Jack would come down to the studio and sleep with her there. The studio was now Gin's apartment, despite her claims that she didn't require a place to live. Jack insisted, saying it would help as a cover for her. Gin had even gone about decorating the place, something a genie should never have had to do, and even let Jack buy her clothing and furniture.

"Gin, if you're gonna live in this world, you've got to live by some rules," Jack said as he put up a picture Gin had selected. Her design tastes were a little odd, but the place already was better looking than when Jack lived there. "If you don't have a place of your own, people will think you're my live-in slut or something."

"Mm, there's an idea," Gin said, sliding her hand easily into his pants, already finding him half-hard. "So this way, I'm your downstairs slut?"

"Gin, please don't do that while I'm, mm, trying to hang something straight?" Jack pleaded, hammering the picture hook into the wall quickly. As he worked, Gin quickly unzipped his pants and pulled his cock into her mouth. Jack kept working, not letting Gin's antics distract him. He hammered the second nail in as Gin took him deep, holding his cock in her throat, her tongue sliding out to tease his balls. Jack groaned but soldiered on, hanging the picture and checking that it was level.

"Mm, good work Master. I want the next picture over there," she said, pointing over the bed.

"Where?" Jack asked, pushing his pants off.

"Over here," Gin said, crawling onto the bed on all fours. At some point she had lost her pants, and now she pulled her shirt up to reveal her round ass. Jack groaned as he saw the base of the butt plug sticking out between her cheeks. "I want it right here," she said again, lowering her chest to the bed and spreading her pussy wide.

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"I'm sorry Stace, it just happened!" Gin said, giggling.

"Go up to his place! I'm sick of hearing you two fuck like animals. It's driving me crazy!" Stacy said, laughing. "And you! I know you're moaning extra-loud for my benefit, you little slut." The two women's friendship had blossomed over the past month. Stacy didn't know it, but she was helping to teach Gin a great deal about people and how they interacted in the modern world.

"I couldn't help it. He was hanging some pictures for me. There's something sexy about a man swinging a hammer around." No need to tell her about putting in the plug before he came down to help, Gin thought.

"Hm. I know there's a 'hung' joke to be made somewhere, but I'm not sure..." Stacy said, giggling. "Where is your stud today?"

"Closing on the place on Greenpoint, then meeting with Lexi and Seth for a bit of a review of where he stands. And..." she was distracted by a beep from her phone, a text from Jack. "And he's closed on the place in Greenpoint. Yay!"

"We should celebrate! Lets... Hm. Do a nice dinner?"

"Sounds nice. I don't know if I can handle one of our usual celebrations."

"Oo, and I think I can score a little weed from Diane. How's that sound, stay in, get lit, eat a big meal?" Gin knew what weed was from her books, and was curious.

"Yeah, that sounds fun! What should we cook?"

"We need to go shopping," Stacy said, already dropping her pajama pants. Gin was surprised: the taller woman was now nude from the waist down, and as Gin watched her tight ass walking to the closet, she realized Stacy didn't seem to notice or mind.

"Working in fashion you get used to it. Quick changes on the runway and all that," Stacy said, answering Gin's unspoken question. She grabbed some shorts and panties from her dresser and as she turned, Ginny saw her pussy and squeaked in surprise. "What?"

"You... Your pussy! It's all... bare?" Gin was astounded. She'd never seen that before. Jack was right; there were still a lot of things she didn't know.

"Standard in the business. You've got to show up with your hair done, top and bottom. What? Don't tell me you've never seen a bald pussy before," Stacy asked, now brazenly standing with her feet shoulder width apart. Gin stepped a little closer, openly staring.

"No, I can't say I have."

"Ever thought of doing it?"

"What?"

"Shaving? Going bare down there," Stacy asked, finally pulling some panties on.

"I, no? Why would I do that?"

"Drives guys crazy."

"Really?" Gin said, intrigued.

"Oh yeah. The first time I waxed, my boyfriend couldn't keep his hands off me. It's like he needed to eat pussy to live." Gin's eyebrows went high at that, and then a small smile tugged at her lips. A truly devilish grin formed on Stacy's. "You want to try it, don't you?"

"Yeah, I think I do," Gin said, already planning on using her magic to remove her hair there so she could surprise Jack with it. It would take but a mo-

"Okay, drop trou and get up next to the sink in the bathroom."

"Huh?"

"Take off your pants and get on the counter in the bathroom. I'm gonna shave your pussy for you," Stacy said with determination, leading Gin into the bathroom. "C'mon, it'll drive Jack crazy. Not that you seem to need any help there, but!" Stacy rummaged in a drawer finding a can of shaving cream and a razor. "Gin, you gotta keep guys on their toes. And it'll be a nice extra celebration for him!" she said, dragging a chair into the bathroom. "Don't worry, I've done this a couple of times in college."

"But I'm not-"

"Hon, it's no big deal. Hey," Stacy said, sitting on the chair, putting her in the perfect position to do the deed, "imagine what Jack'll do when he sees it. When you tell him I did it for you." Gin thought for a moment, remembered how the other day he fucked her senseless just from seeing her bent over looking for underwear.

"Okay... Okay!" Gin said, dropping her sweats to the ground and hopping onto the counter.

"Hon? You gotta spread your legs a touch. Pretend you're at the doc's," she said, pushing on her knees. Gin obliged, spreading her thighs and, at Stacy's urging, pulled her thighs up, scooting her butt to the edge of the counter. "Perfect. And I do mean perfect, you're very pretty down here."

"Oh quiet, this is embarrassing enough," Gin said, blushing scarlet.

"That's right, I forgot something!" Stacy took a hand towel and soaked it under hot water, placing the hot cloth over Gin's pussy. Stacy took a quick dash out of the bathroom, returning a moment later with a bottle of wine and two glasses. "Definitely required."

"What about food shopping?" Gin asked, holding the warm towel to her pussy.

"We'll order in. Jack will appreciate this more, trust me," Stacy said, pouring the wine.

"What's next?"

"Well the hot water will soften the hair, making it easier. I'll trim a little with a scissor, then lather you up and fwoosh! Bald pussy," Stacy said as she took her seat between Gin's thighs. She removed the towel and took the scissors, and set about trimming back Gin's bush.

As Stacy snipped away, Gin sipped her wine, forcing herself to remain calm. It had been a long time since a woman was so close to her. Of Ginny's 33 masters, only four had been women and of them, only one of them had used her for her pleasure. Gin remembered her fondly, but quickly shook such thoughts away as Stacy's slim fingers moved around her pubis. A few quick clips later, and Gin's bush was reduced to a short fuzz.

"See, I think even this is better," Stacy said, grabbing a can of shaving cream. "You still have hair, so grow back isn't an issue, but the goods are still on display."

"Grow back?" Gin asked, then squeaked as Stacy spread the cream on her mound. "That's cold!"

"Grow back. When you shave, sometimes when it grows back it's itchy as a motherfucker. That's why I wax," Stacy said absently, her fingers spreading the cream all over Gin's pussy. "Okay, time to decide: Landing strip? Heart? Sphinx?"

"What are you talking about?" Gin asked, taking another swig of wine. Stacy sighed.

"For one of the smarter people I know, you can be a bit of a dummy. A landing strip is just a strip of hair from here," she said, indicating the beginning of Gin's pubic hair, "to here," she ran her finger right to the top of Gin's cunt, her fingertip brushing her clit. "A heart is a heart with the point pointing to your clit, and a sphinx is what I have. Bald pussy."

"Whatever will drive Jack crazier?"

"Definitely bald. Are you sure you want Jack crazier?" Stacy laughed, grabbing the razor. "Okay, point of no return. You ready?"

"Uh huh," Gin said, and Stacy began. Pulling one lip taught, she brought the razor down gently, scraping the hair off of the delicate skin as she went. Ginny tried not to gasp at the intimate contact, and started chewing on her bottom lip instead. Stacy worked diligently and methodically, starting at the lips and moving up to the mons.

Gin was trying not to get turned on, but it was really hard. As Stacy pulled skin taut to get a good shave, her slim fingers would touch Gin's pussy in all sorts of delightful ways. As she reached the top, she placed her thumb right next to Gin's chubby clit, apparently by accident. Gin gasped, tensing. Stacy looked up from between her thighs, her eyes mysterious. Gin gulped down her wine and set it aside, spreading her thighs wider. Stacy continued her work, and a few minutes later Gin looked down at a bare pussy. She thought that was it, but Stacy stayed there, sliding her fingers along the now slick flesh.

"Checking to see if I missed anything," she said absently. Gin thought she checked for a very long time, but Stacy declared her pussy bare. Gin was about to get up when Stacy stopped her. "One more thing Gin. Bend over the sink a second." Gin complied, turning around and presenting her ass to the taller woman. "Spread your cheeks. I know you know how to do that."

"Is this really necessary?" Gin asked, spreading her ass wide.

"Need to get every hair darling," Stacy said, looking at Gin's displayed pussy and ass and biting her lip. "Damn girl. You sure you don't want to try modeling? I could have you in one of those big booty magazines in like a second!"

"No thank you Stacy. Now stop ogling my ass and finish up please," Ginny said, laughing. There was hardly any hair around her ass, but Stacy quickly cleaned up the few hairs before turning Gin back around and putting her back on the counter.

Taking the wet towel again, Stacy wiped at Gin's mound, cleaning away the excess cream. The rough cloth felt divine, and Gin couldn't stop a moan of pleasure from escaping this time.

"Oh I'm so sorry," Gin gasped, blushing.

"Don't be," Stacy said, pulling a bottle from a drawer. "This body oil will keep your skin happy, post-shaving. You just rub it into the skin." Stacy stood there holding the bottle, and Gin sensed the other woman was holding her breath.

"Stacy," Gin said, staring into her blue eyes, "can you please rub it in for me?"




Djinn in the City Ch. 03



"Sure hon," Stacy said, pouring the oil into her palm. Their eyes remained locked as Stacy cupped Gin's shorn pussy in her hand, causing the shorter woman to gasp, gripping the counter. Stacy began to rub, focusing on the shaved areas at first before spreading her lips apart and teasing her wetness. "Gin, have you ever been with a woman before?"

Gin nodded. "Years ago. Mm. You?"

Stacy shrugged. "I went to Vassar." Gin nodded as if she understood, and made a mental note to ask Jack what that meant. Suddenly Stacy's finger focused on her clit and Gin couldn't think straight any more. As Stacy's finger went round and round on her clit, Gin filled her hands with her own tits, squeezing and pinching at her stiff nipples.

"Oh fuck, God, Stace, I..." after all the teasing of the shaving, Gin's orgasm came quickly. She pulled the taller woman closer by the front of her shirt, kissing her deeply and moaning into her open mouth as she came copiously on her thrusting fingers. Stacy continued to stroke her pussy as she came down from her orgasm, the women's kiss continuing for long moments. As Gin's breathing finally returned to normal, she pulled back from the taller woman, suddenly feeling sheepish.

"You should take a shower to make sure everything gets washed off," Stacy said, pulling her clothes off. "C'mon." Stacy stepped into the tub and turned the shower on, letting Gin look at the blonde woman naked for the first time. She was tall and pale, her pert breasts capped by angry little pink nipples. Her blonde hair was long and perfect, like a golden waterfall poured down her back. As the warm water flowed over her body, Gin realized why Jack liked to watch her in the shower so much.

Gin quickly stripped off and stepped under the stream, her breasts pressing against Stacy's in the tight space. Stacy pulled her under the stream, kissing the shorter woman hotly. Stacy pushed Gin so that the water streamed down her body and over her newly shorn pussy, washing away any remaining shaving cream, leaving her pussy bare and shining in the water.

"There. All clean. Now," Stacy said, sliding her hands to Gin's breasts. "Christ. These are fucking fantastic." Stacy's hands explored Gin's bountiful breasts, stroking their full undersides, hefting them, teasing the large nipples. "God, guys must fucking love the-" Gin launched herself at the taller woman, kissing her hungrily as she pushed her against the shower wall. Gin filled her hands with the taller woman's tits, pinching the tiny hard nipples hard.

"I like yours," Gin said, exploring them with her mouth, "they're lovely." Gin's kisses trailed lower, down her flat belly. Gen got on her knees before the taller woman, pushing one leg up to open her to her mouth.

"Oh, honey," Stacy gasped as Gin's tongue started exploring her folds. Gin was slow, deliberate. She explored one soft lip, then the other. She traced her tongue between inner and outer lips, lapping lazily at her hole. As she slowly zeroed in on Stacy's little clit, she slowly eased a hand up her thighs. Just as her tongue touched clit, she slid two slim fingers into a tight pussy. "Mmm, baby... This won't take long..."

"I'm not in any rush, love," Gin whispered as she attacked Stacy's clit anew, sucking it into her mouth and fluttering her tongue on the sensitive nub. At the same time, she tried something Jack did to her all the time: curling her fingers back to seek out Stacy's g-spot. Stacy's moans became harsher, gasping, and Gin felt Stacy's pussy grabbing at her fingers as she came loudly. Gin helped Stacy down in the tub, pulling the taller woman into her arms for a soft kiss.

"Oh Gin... What are we doing?" Stacy asked, giggling. Ginny shrugged, kissing her friend lightly. "What about Jack?"

"I want to share him with you," Gin said boldly. "I want to share him with you, then I want to share you with him. Then I want you two to share me." 

"Are you serious? Everyone thinks threesomes are awesome till they have one... I don't want to lose our friendship. Either of ours, all of ours."

"I can't keep this from Jack," Gin said flatly. It was true: a djinn was incapable of lying to her master. "I... I know he likes you, Stace. He has for a while. I can share him with you. I want to." She took Stacy's hands in hers. "It'll be fun. Trust me." 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Jack slumped into the elevator that evening dog tired. After the closing, he Kai and Lexi had headed to the building and looked around the commercial space on the ground floor. Jack had mentioned his thoughts of opening a place, and they spent close to an hour looking at the space and tossing ideas around. This led to Seth joining them, which led to everyone heading to a nearby bar to do some in-the-field research. By the time their research was completed, it was almost 9 and Jack was nicely toasted. All he was looking forward to was the night's movie with Gin and then bed. Entering the apartment, he was pleasantly surprised to find Stacy and Gin watching TV and chatting.

"Hey Jack," Stacy said, smiling brightly, "I hear congratulations are in order."

"Want to celebrate?" Gin asked.

"If it's all the same to you two, I just want to join you on that couch. I've been celebrating since threeish." Jack kicked off his shoes and slumped onto the couch. Gin kissed him hello and snuggled up next to him, wrapping his arm around her shoulders and pressing her breasts against his side. Jack noticed Stacy sort of hug herself, and worried that Gin's affectionate behavior was making her uncomfortable.

"What's wrong Stace?" Gin asked.

"Nothin'. I just don't have anyone to cuddle with is all," Stacy said, pouting.

"Jack's got another side. Don't worry, he won't mind. Will you Jack?"

"Um, no! Not at all!" Jack said, a little too quickly. Stacy smiled and lifted his right arm, snuggling under it. Jack could feel her hard little nipples press against him and it set his heart pounding.

Gin, her head resting on his chest, could hear his heart beat and smiled. She had known that these two liked each other almost from the minute she saw them together that first night. Gin smiled: She would definitely fulfill Jack's wish for mind-blowing sex tonight.

Gin lifted herself off his chest and planted a hot kiss on Jack's surprised lips. Jack didn't stay surprised for long, Gin pulling him into the kiss with her aggressive lips. As the kiss deepened and lengthened, Gin started making little moaning sounds in her throat. This wasn't all for show: it was a very hot kiss, and between it and what she had planned for the night, Gin was already getting wet. The kiss ended slowly with little sucking pecks, and Gin was pleased with the lust she saw in his eyes.

Jack loved this aggressive behavior from Gin, but with Stacy snuggled on one side of him he didn't know what he was supposed to do. Glancing at her, he could see the pout was back on her face.

"Sorry Stace, just couldn't resist," Gin said lightly. "Want one? I don't think Jack would mind that either."

"Now there's an idea," Stacy said, snuggling closer and pulling Jacks face closer.

"Huh? Stacy, wha-"

"C'mon Jack, either you kiss her or I will," Gin said, her eyes challenging.

Jack didn't know what was going on, but he was enjoying the game enough to play along. He pulled Stacy tight in, their faces inches from each other. He saw a moment's hesitation and fear in her eyes, but when Jack touched his lips to hers, he could feel her melt against him. Their kiss started slow, with almost chaste pecks against each other's lips. As the kiss deepened and their tongues touched, Jack pulled her closer, Stacy moving to straddle him on the couch. They kissed for a few long minutes, Gin watching the whole thing. They separated as slowly as they started, apparently unwilling to stop. Stacy eventually pulled back, sucking on Jack's lower lip as she pulled away.

"That was nice," Stacy said quietly, her blue eyes locked on Jack's.

"It was," Jack agreed, his hands lightly rubbing her slim thighs. "Now what the hell is going on here? Gin?"

"Jack..." Gin started, glancing to Stacy for support.

"Gin and I kinda had sex," Stacy said bluntly.

"What?!" Jack blurted, stunned.

"Stacy!" Gin said, mortified.

"What? It's better just to get this all out," Stacy said, exasperated. "I was getting dressed to head out, and Gin saw that my pussy was shaved. I said I'd do hers and... Well, y'know, one thing led to another," Stacy finished with a shrug.

"Gin?"

"Well... That's the gist of it, I guess," Gin said, blushing furiously.

"And you two had so much fun together, you wanted me to join in?" Ginny nodded, her eyes sparkling. "Stace? You okay with this?"

"I've had threesomes before," Stacy said, as if it was no big deal.

"That's not what I asked," Jack said, his hands sliding to her hips.

"I..." Stacy floundered, looking anywhere but in Jack's eyes. "I like you both. I'm not seeing anyone. And I've... heard you two."

"Heard us?"

"She can hear us in the studio from her bathroom," Gin said, sitting up and hugging the taller woman. "She can hear you fucking me and making me cum and sometimes," she said, kissing the blonde women's throat, "sometimes she listens and rubs her clit and cums while listening to you fuck me. Isn't that right Stace?" The taller woman nodded slowly, her eyes locked on Jack's.

Jack pulled Stacy in for another kiss, and this one was pure passion. They kissed hungrily, separating only long enough for Stacy to pull her top off, baring her breasts to Jack for the first time. With a growl Jack attacked her hard nipples, pulling a tiny pebble into his sucking mouth. While Stacy held his head to her breast, she kissed Gin deeply, sucking the other woman's tongue as she moaned in pleasure.

"Oh, he's good," Stacy said absently as Jack's tongue attacked one of her nipples, her eyes drifting closed. Stacy's nipples were very sensitive and she loved when they got the attention they needed. She gasped when her other nipple was sucked into a hot mouth, and looked down to see Gin had joined Jack in worshipping her tits. "Oh fuck..." Stacy groaned, just basking in the sensations as she ground against Jack's cock.

At some point, Gin pulled them up from the couch and everyone rushed to the bedroom. Jack quickly pulled his shirt off and started undoing his pants, but Stacy dropped to her knees in front of him and started helping him. As soon as his cock popped out Stacy sucked it deep into her mouth, bringing a groan to his lips. While Stacy was distracted, Ginny made her clothes disappear in a flash of purple smoke. 

"Oh Christ Gin," Jack said, staring at her pussy.

"You like?" Gin asked, stepping close to him and striking a bit of a pose.

"Yeah, it's so pr-" Jack was surprised when Gin shoved him back on the bed, his cock slipping from Stacy's sucking mouth.

"Show me how much you like it," she said, swinging a thigh over him and backing up over his face and planting her smooth lips onto his. Jack didn't hesitate, grabbing her ass and pulling her pussy tight to his face, teasing the shaved flesh with his tongue. He moaned when he felt Gin consume his cock, while Stacy pulled a ball into her hot sucking mouth.

Pulling Gin's cheeks apart, Jack spread her lips wide and started licking at her pussy like a starving man. She was soaking wet, her entire crotch slick with her juices. Jack worked to get her off quickly, taking broad, hard licks from her clit up to her ass. Moistening a finger in her weeping pussy, he transferred it to her ass, knowing how that could push her over.

But he was having trouble focusing on Gin's pleasure as the two girls went to town on his cock. Gin would take him deep into her throat while Stacy would suck on his balls. Then they'd share his shaft, licking all over like a lollipop. Then it would be Stacy's turn to take him in her mouth and Gin would palm his balls, gently rubbing the sack. It was all too much for Jack.

"Oh, fuck, I'm cumming..." he couldn't see who it was that suddenly took his spurting cock deep in her mouth, but she swallowed every drop, moaning all the while.

"Mmm," Stacy hummed, letting his cock slip from her mouth. "Yummy."

"Oh jesus," Jack gasped, panting.

"Don't think you're done," Gin said, shaking her hips at him. "Don't worry, we'll get you ready for action again." As she pushed her pussy back against his gasping face, she pulled his softening cock back into her sucking mouth. Jack attacked her pussy like a man possessed, hoping that if he could get her off quickly he could at least have a few minutes to recover. He sucked her clit into his mouth and licked at it furiously, returning his thrusting fingers to her wet pussy.

"Oh Jack!" Gin gasped, pushing up on his thighs, pushing back against his face. She loved when he just attacked her like this, did everything he could to make her cum. When she felt his slick fingers toying with her ass again, she knew she wouldn't be lasting long. She was surprised when Stacy pulled her into a tight, passionate kiss.

"What's he doing to you?" Stacy asked, cupping a perfect breast in her hand.

"He's, he's sucking on my clit," Gin gasped as Jack gave an extra hard suck, "and he's... he's playing with my ass."

"Oh you love it when he does that," Stacy said before diving on Gin's nipples, sucking hard and nibbling the sensitive peaks. Jack chose that moment to slip his fingers into her ass and pussy at the same time.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck!" Gin screamed. Gin fell apart, cumming hard on Jack's tongue and hanging on to Stacy as the pleasure just washed over her. Jack and Stacy didn't relent, each kept teasing the cumming girl until she collapsed against Stacy. "Oh god please stop..." she whimpered, going limp in Stacy's arms. Stacy guided the shorter woman to her back beside Jack, who wrapped a protective arm around the shivering genie.

"She okay?" Stacy asked quietly. Jack nodded, and Gin gave an exhausted thumbs-up.

"I'll be fine. I think I just came inside out is all," Gin said, still panting. Stacy and Jack glanced at each other, as if just now realizing their position. They were both naked, with Stacy straddling Jack's thighs. Jack's cock had regained most of its hardness, and Stacy's hand slowly wrapped around it. Stacy eased forward, sliding her pussy against his length, gasping as his thick head nudged at her clit. Stacy leaned close for a kiss and they stayed like that for some time, kissing slowly as she ground against him.

"Stace," Jack said quietly, "you should know... This isn't the way I imagined this."

"Me neither."

"Oh, so you thought about this?" Jack teased, gripping her hips lightly.

"Shut up," she whispered. "Don't be a fucking jer-" Jack interrupted her by pulling her into another deep kiss, while positioning her hips so his cock was now rubbing against her entrance. Stacy gasped, then reached back and placed him at her tight hole. They both groaned as he pushed slowly inside her, her tight pussy resisting as she eased down onto him. "Oh fuck! Jack, jesus, your opening me up..."

"God Stacy," Jack grunted as he kept up the steady rhythm, each of them gently thrusting their hips against each other. Each tiny thrust eased him a little deeper inside, Stacy groaning and gasping with every tiny advancement. It felt like hours before Stacy's hips settled against his, his cock fully inside her.

"Oh god just stay still for a second," Stacy groaned, "you feel so fucking huge." Jack was happy to oblige, his hands gently stroking her hips. His hands strayed to her breasts, toying with her rock hard nipples. Stacy stayed still, her hands on Jack's chest, her hips moving in slight circles, slowly stirring Jack's cock in her. She began slowly working her hips, thrusting against him, gasping loudly with each thrust.

"You okay hon?" a recovered Gin asked, moving to her knees besides the coupling pair.

"It's just..."

"She's so fucking tight," Jack finished.

"I guess... I guess it's been awhile," Stacy said, blushing.

"Shhh," Gin said quietly, pulling Stacy into her arms and kissing the blonde woman deeply. One hand slid to Stacy's clit, gently rubbing the wet pearl as Jack's cock pumped away beneath it. Stacy's moaned deeply, and Jack could feel her pussy starting to flood. Stacy's hips continued their slow motion, but her moans were taking a decidedly passionate turn.

"Mm," Stacy hummed happily, "much better." Her hips began to pick up the pace, bouncing against Jack's thighs. Jack groaned deeply, her tight pussy feeling amazing as it pumped on his cock. Jack played with Stacy's tits as she made out with Gin, toying with her hard nipples.

"Suck them," Gin said, locking eyes with him. Jack obeyed, puling a tiny hard nipple into his mouth. Stacy crooned, pulling Jack's head tight to her breast. Stacy suddenly gasped loudly, grabbing at Jack's shoulders as her hips froze, his cock deep inside her.

"Are you okay?" Jack asked, suddenly concerned.

"Ginny's, fuck, she's..." Stacy started.

"Playing with Stacy's ass," Gin finished, grinning evilly. "Should I stop, or-"

"No, it's okay, it's okay," Stacy gasped. "Just... Take it easy, K?" she said, her hips resuming their slow pumping. Gin's finger just toyed with Stacy's ass, just rubbing against the tight knot, spreading her juices over it. Jack pulled her into another deep kiss, his hands sliding to her ass and pulling her cheeks apart. "Mm, helping her out?" Stacy asked, grinning.

"Hey, you two teamed up on me first," Jack replied, kissing her neck. He could feel as Gin slipped a slim finger into her ass, bringing a gasp to the blonde's lips.

"Oh fuck Gin," Stacy gasped as Jack picked up the pace, thrusting up into her pussy with increasing speed. Gin's finger matched him thrust for thrust, and Stacy thought she was going to lose her mind. "Jack, you are NOT fucking my ass tonight, so don't go getting any id-oooh," Stacy laughed.

"Not tonight?" Jack mused, pulling her in for another kiss. Their hips continued to crash against each other, their pace slowly building. Gin continued to tease Stacy, pulling a hard nipple between her lips as she slid her other hand between their sweaty bodies, seeking out her clit.

"Oh fuck, shit, oh fuck..." Stacy gasped out, her pitch rising as her orgasm peaked. Jack quickened his thrusts, feeling her clench down on him as she came. Stacy collapsed on top of him, shivering. Jack hugged her tight against him, Gin cuddling her as well as she came down. "Holy shit... I don't think I've ever cum like that, Jesus," Stacy gasped, wiping some sweat slicked hair out of her face.

"Glad I could help," Gin whispered, kissing her shoulder lightly.

"Definitely," Jack said, pulling Stacy in for a soft kiss, then pulling Gin in for one as well.

"Stay put, I'm getting some water," Gin said as she left the bed, Jack watching her lovely ass as she walked out down the hall to the bathroom. Turning back to Stacy, he found a sexy half smile on her face.

"Yeah, I definitely didn't imagine it this way."

"How did you?" Jack asked.

"I dunno. Maybe get drunk one night and end up in bed with you?" she laughed, shrugging.

"Yeah, that sounds like a more likely possibility," Jack agreed. 

"You haven't cum yet," she said, squeezing his still hard cock inside her.

"Nope." Jack agreed again, laying back as Stacy started slowly fucking him again. She took her time, taking his whole length inside her before slowly rising up til just his head was inside her. I really could get used to this, Jack thought.

"That looks like fun," Gin said, putting a glass of ice water down on the side table and climbing back on the bed.

"It really is," Stacy said happily, working her hips in tight circles.

"I want to try it," Gin said, hopping over the fucking pair and landing on all fours, her ass facing them. "C'mon Jack," Gin said naughtily, reaching back and spreading her cheeks apart, exposing her pussy fully to the pair.




Djinn in the City Ch. 03



"Hell," Stacy said as she slowly pulled off Jack's cock, "even I can't turn that down." She slid under the kneeling woman, licking at her clit lightly as Gin gasped. "You did say you wanted us to share you, remember?"

Jack carefully moved to straddle Stacy, his wet cock looming in her face as he approached Gin's spread pussy. Stacy gripped him firmly and pulled him into position, placing his cock head at her moist opening. He pushed in gently, just getting the head inside.

"You ready baby?" he asked, gripping her soft hips.

"Oh yes, fuck me Ja-oh!" She gasped as Jack thrust into her to the hilt, quickly moving to a fast rhythm. "Oh fuck Jack... OH!" Stacy's tongue had returned to torturing her clit, and Gin grabbed at the sheets as the pleasure washed over her.

Jack slowed down, trying to tease Gin a little for setting this all up. Who am I kidding, he thought, I'm probably going to buy her flowers for a month after this. He would slowly pull his cock out, trying to count to five with each motion, before slamming back in hard, making Gin squeal out. Stacy wasn't letting her off easy either, steadily lapping at her clit as Jack thrust away above her. On his slow pulls out, her tongue would stray lower, lapping at the underside, tasting Gin's juices.

"Oh fuck," Jack groaned as Stacy's tongue changed up, licking at his balls as he ground deep into Ginny. "I don't know how long I can hold on here."

"Then don't try," Gin said, looking back at him. "Fuck me hard. I want you to cum deep in my pussy," she said, mouthing "Master" silently at the end. 

"Your wish," Jack said, "is my command." Gin's giggle gave way to a sobbing gasp as Jack began to pound into her, deeply fucking into her with everything he had. Stacy returned to licking her clit as Jack pounded away at her ass, racing for his orgasm.  

"Oh Jack, I'm so close baby," Gin groaned.

"Gin, I'm... Oh!" Jack gasped as he exploded inside her, desperately trying to keep pumping as he came, collapsing onto her back as his strength left him along with his cum. Stacy quickly moved from under the groaning Gin and moved Jack off the smaller woman, rolling him off to his side. She rolled Gin over onto her back next, quickly moving between her thighs.

"Need a little extra help hon?" she asked.

"Oh god yes, please... I'm so fucking close," Gin groaned. The last thing Jack saw before sleep took him was Stacy lowering her head to his genie's leaking pussy.

~~~~~~~~~~~

Jack awoke slowly the next morning, the fog clearing as the previous night's activities came rushing back to him. Looking around his bedroom, he found that he was alone with Gin, who was awake and cuddled up beside him.

"Ah, he wakes," she said, kissing him softly. "Good morning Master."

"Morning," Jack said, yawning grandly. "I slept like the dead. Christ," he muttered, wiping the sleep from his eyes.

"I know. You looked so peaceful we didn't want to wake you."

"Where's Stacy? Is she... Okay?" Jack asked, concerned. "I mean, last night was amazing, but I don't want her to-"

"Jack," Gin stopped him, "Stacy's fine. She enjoyed last night... Well, maybe not as much as you did, but she doesn't regret it at all. She just went down to Frank's to get us all some breakfast."

"Oh that sounds fantastic," Jack said, flopping back onto the pillows.

"I think you should tell Stacy about me." Gin said simply, causing Jack to snap to full alertness.

"You what? Why on earth... You haven't have you?"

"No! Of course not, Master. You know I couldn't disobey you like that. This is a decision for you to make. That's why I didn't say 'I think we should tell Stacy.' This is something you must do."

"Or not," Jack said simply, appraising Gin closely. She had come a long way since emerging from her lamp a month ago, and he had long ago realized that he could trust her implicitly. "Why do you think I should?"

"Jack, I can be your lover, your assistant, your mistress, your love slave, your servant... But I can't be your girlfriend. Or your wife." She held up a hand to stop his instinctual response to that, and Jack paused to let her finish. "That sort of... Official relationship would draw undue attention to me, attention that we both know I cannot be subjected to. As to marriage, I lack several key factors that would make me an acceptably wife."

"Such as?" Jack asked, quickly adding "Not that I'm even thinking about marriage or anything."

"Firstly, I cannot bear children. Second, I lack all of the documentation that is required in the modern era. I believe that I'm something of an illegal alien at the moment, right?" Gin said, laughing. "And last, I don't believe I'd be a good match for you."

"How can you say that?" Jack asked, mystified.

"I don't think you would want a wife who is a servant to you," Gin said simply. "In the past, a wife was meant to be subservient to her husband in all things. You're different, Jack. The times are different. You want a partner, someone who will, what's the phrase? Tell you if your shit stinks?" Jack laughed, nodding. "You need someone who would be your equal, who can stand up to you and, well, someone who could disobey you. Which I can't."

Jack nodded, knowing she was probably right. "But what does this have to do with Stacy?" 

"Because I think she could be all those things for you," Gin said. "But, I don't think she would pursue a relationship with you until she understood the... true nature of our relationship. Until she understood that I can feel neither jealousy nor resentment, and would show her the same love and devotion as I have shown you."

"So... So you think we should tell Stacy the truth about you so she and I can get married?" Jack asked, mystified. Gin rolled her eyes in response, clearly exasperated with him.

"Please don't be dense, Master. I may not fully understand modern courtship, but people start with dating, yes? I am suggesting that you two date. Since you two are already close friends and you've already had sex I imagine a great deal of the tension would be alleviated."

"Uh, I guess," Jack said, still a little thrown off by this conversation. "You think we can trust her?"

"I think so, Master. She has shown herself to be a good and loyal friend to you this past month. And... And I know she cares for both of us. I think we may shock her but-" Ginny was interrupted by the door opening, Stacy returning with breakfast.

"Is he awake yet Gin? I've got three bacon egg and cheese sandwiches, an extra side of bacon, two orders of hash browns and three large coffees," she said as she kicked the door shut and headed into the bedroom, taking in Gin and Jack sitting in bed. "You guys don't want to eat in bed, do you?"

"Not bacon I don't," Jack said as he got up, pulling on some pajama pants. "Thanks for grabbing breakfast hon."

"Don't sweat it. You buy, I fly," Stacy said, bringing the stuff back to the kitchen table, Jack helping her lay the food out. Gin padded out a moment later, pulling on a short robe. "You guys doing anything today?"

"Uh, nothing really..."

"Oh lovely," Gin said, pulling out her calendar. "You're meeting with Stosh about the Greenpoint property at one, and then it's back here with the interior designer at three," she finished as she snapped the calendar shut. "Honestly Jack."

"Okay okay, Christ. Apparently I have things to do today," he said to Stacy as he unwrapped his sandwich and dug in. As he chewed, he looked at her and weighed what Gin had said to him. Stacy didn't notice his scrutiny, as she was asking Ginny if she wanted to come with her to a gallery a friend of hers was showing in. Gin has a point, he thought. Stacy's been nothing but helpful and supportive since the lottery win, and was always offering to help.

As she chatted with Ginny, Jack took her in. Even in the morning, without makeup, she looked fantastic, her bright blue eyes shining as she mentioned some funny thing that happened on her way to Frank's. She had her hair pulled back in a messy ponytail and all and all just looked beautiful. Jack thought on what Gin had said, about him needing a real partner. Looking at Stacy, he knew he wouldn't have much of a shot of finding any other woman willing to share him with Gin and Gin with him, so maybe....

"Earth to Jack," Stacy said, laughing. "What's wrong? You've been staring at me. What, I've got shit in my hair?" she asked, brushing at her head to check.

"No, sorry, I was just... Stacy?"

"Yeah? What's wrong?" she asked, suddenly concerned.

"There's... I need to tell you something," Jack began slowly. "About Ginny." 

~~~~~~~~~~~Six months later

The grand opening of Jack's was going fantastically. The bar was milling with a nice mix of locals, hipsters, and various beautiful people. Stacy had done a little phone banking and had gotten some of her model friends to show up that night, and Jack knew that the mere rumors of such creatures being at his bar would help business. At that very moment he could see Stosh working his magic on one of Stacy's colleagues, an Amazonian black woman, and had to smile at his friend's guts.

"Stosh, I'm so glad you could make it," he said as he passed the pair.

"Jack! I wouldn't have missed it for anything, you know that," Stosh said, smiling broadly. Jack moved on through the crowd, signaling the bartender to bring them another round. Jack made a leisurely circuit of the bar, saying hi to everyone he knew, introducing himself to people he didn't, and generally trying to make everyone feel welcome and wanted. After a quick check with the bartenders that everything was okay, he returned to the booth in the back to find Stacy waiting for him.

"Hey baby," she said, pulling him in for a kiss, "Everything seems to be going well?"

"Yeah," he said, plopping into the cozy booth and pouring an expensive Belgian ale into a glass. "Everyone seems to be having a great time, we're moving tons of those Rebel pounders, it's almost midnight and no one seems eager to leave... I'd say success, then, yeah," Jack finished, smiling broadly.

"I'm glad," Stacy said, kissing him again. Turning back to the crowd, Stacy mused on how she ended up where she is. It only took Gin vanishing into the lamp to convince Stacy about Ginny's true nature. She had been stunned, but in retrospect it actually explained a lot of her behavior. She and Jack had talked on it for a few hours, alone, before summoning Gin from her lamp to join their discussion.

Jack had been very sweet, saying he couldn't in good conscience ask her out if she didn't understand he and Gin's relationship. They'd been taking it pretty slow since then, going out a few nights a week, usually alone, but occasionally taking Ginny out with them. They'd only had a few full-blown threesomes since then, but Jack and Stacy had been ending most of their dates together at her place. She knew that Gin shared his bed on the nights she didn't, but for some reason it didn't bother her. I can't believe I'm falling for a guy who has a genie sex servant, Stacy thought, smiling at her bizarre predicament.

"You having a good time?" Jack asked, pulling her back to the present.

"Uh-hm. People watching. I can't believe Stosh is hitting on Lyanna... She'll fuck him through the floor if she gets half a chance." They both laughed.

"Stace, I've been meaning to talk to you about something," Jack said, suddenly serious.

"Oh?"

"Yeah... With everything finally up and running over here, I was making some plans for some of the other properties... And I think I need to renovate your apartment."

"Oh... Okay? Do I get a new kitchen?" Stacy asked, excited.

"New kitchen, new bath, new carpet, crown molding, the whole deal, complete gut renovation," Jack explained, Stacy clapping her hands in excitement. "But unfortunately, you're going to have to move out for the duration, like maybe a month or two."

"What?" Stacy asked, shocked.

"Now, as a compromise, I can put you up in my place for the interim. I've got plenty of space," Jack said, looking at his beer. When he glanced back at Stacy, he could see a wry smile on her face.

"But wherever would I stay, Jack?" she asked, her hand slipping to his thigh.

"I thought you could stay in one of the guest rooms if you'd like, unless... unless you wanted to stay with me."

"Jack, are you asking me to move in with you?" she asked, an eyebrow arched.

"I'm asking you to crash with me for a month or two. If you want to stick around after that, well..." Jack said, looking for words. "I don't want to push you into anything."

"I accept. You can help me move up tomorrow," Stacy said imperiously as she finished off her drink.

"Excellent," Jack said as he sipped his beer, surveying the bar. His bar. He looked around, searching. "Where'd Gin vanish too?" he asked, and almost before the words left his lips, he felt skilled hands quickly unzipping him and pulling his cock out into a warm mouth. Looking down, he could see Gin's violet eyes smiling at him as she sucked him deep. "Oh fucking hell."

"We thought you would need a quick unwinding," Stacy said, smiling at Jack's discomfort. She cuddled up to his side, looking down as Ginny took him deep into her throat. "Finish him off quick hon, he's got a busy night." Gin pulled him from her mouth, looking deep into Jack's eyes.

"Your wish is my command," Gin said quietly.