A Lampfull of Lust (For BriefcaseRonin and I)

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"That will be all, Jefferson," said Evelyn. The butler bowed, then quietly closed the doors to the study as he left. Eve took a long sip of wine from the crystal, then set it down on the table and sighed. It had been a long day of shopping, looking for things to decorate her new home, and she was worn out. She still wasn't quite used to the fact that she was rich now; until last week, she'd still been working in a dead-end job as a waitress, constantly worried that her boss would fire her because he didn't like her piercings or her heavy eye-makeup or her pink hair. In truth, Eve's knack for rebelling against society made her sudden inheritance from her uncle all the more ironic. She hadn't even known he was related to her, but here she was, the proud owner of a 10-bedroom mansion overlooking the lake.

A mansion whose decor simply didn't match her tastes. Everything was too... traditional. Too safe. She'd spent the last several days in malls, antique shops, and furniture stores, spending the first of her newfound riches refurbishing the place to match her eclectic tastes. And sitting on the coffee table before her were her three latest purchases.

She'd found them at a strange little store in deep downtown. A store called, "Precious Pasts" that sold all sorts of relics and museum replicas and stuff. Three things had caught Eve's green eyes there: a wickedly curved rapier said to have once belonged to a Spanish pirate, an Egyptian scepter that looked more like a dildo to Eve's eyes than something a king or queen would use in court, and of course, the real find.

It was a lamp. One of those Arabian style lamps you saw in the movies. The ones that had genies living in them. All the way home, Eve had fought the urge to rub it, to test it out, but her practical side, the voice she tried hard to repress in public, kept her from doing so. But now, safe at home, that voice was asleep. With a smile, Eve picked up the dustcloth in one hand and the lamp in the other, and began to polish it clean. Even though she fancied herself a believer of things mystical and magical... she certainly didn't expect what happened next to actually happen...
 
Just like in those silly cartoons and movies, the second Eve began polishing the lamp, it began to shake. The dust vanished and the lamp itself began to glow before shooting out a long stream of purple smoke. The smoke swirled about the room until it settled in one single spot. There, it spun faster and faster around, growing smaller and smaller until it was shaped into a rather feminine frame. And with a poof, the smoke was gone and there before Eve was, quite obviously, a genie.

Persian in appearance, the genie had long, lustrous, black hair, a healthy tan to her skin, dark brown eyes, and an almost devilish smile, with a thin veil covering all that beauty faintly. The jinn's physique was impressive as well; the sort of body that could make even women melt with desire. Her breasts were large, but not too large, her hips were finely wide, and her legs were long and sleek, besides that, her rear was deliciously tight.

Her attire looked like something out of 'I Dream of Genie', only a bit more immaculate and well made. It appeared to be made of rather fine silks, with golden thread on the edges.

That grin still on her face, the djinn made her way to Eve, sliding around her and putting her arms around her before moving away to sit at a cushiony chair, "Ooo, I thank you deeply for releasing me from that prison! Now, Mistress, tell me how I might serve you today?"
 
Eve

Eve watched, eyes wide, voice vanished, as this incredible creature slunk around the room. The feeling of her touch felt almost electric, and Eve found herself unable to look away from the creature's... the GENIE'S... wondrous body. She'd never really thought of herself as into girls before, but this one... something about her was different. Her shape, her exotic eyes, her clothes, they simply all worked together to perfectly awaken Eve's heart.

"ummm..." was all she could say at first. Her eyes were watering now, but Eve was afraid to blink on the off chance the genie would vanish. She tried to speak again. "Uhhh... who are you?" The question felt stupid and trite, but Eve couldn't think straight enough to comprehend yet that this beautiful thing had called her Mistress. Had asked how she might be served. For now, Eve was thunderstruck by the combination of the genie's sudden appearance and her raw beauty.
 
"Who am I? Who am I?" Giggling, the Genie threw her arms up in the air and laughed, "Isn't it obvious, deary? I'm a djinn. A mystical spirit bound to it's lamp, who, when freed, grants a number of wishes to it's master or mistress until such time as all wishes have been made. Then, I go back into my lamp, waiting for a new master or mistress to free me."

"You look very familiar. Ah, I see. Your..." The Genie's eyes closed, and then opened as she was hit with insight, "Your uncle was my former master. How do you think he aquired this wealth? A man like him, well, he didn't have that sort of luck. A shame that he is gone. I so enjoyed serving him. Such virility, such stamina, he was amazing."

Shaking out of her thoughts, the genie looked at Eve, grinning again, "I have no name, if that was what you meant by your question, but, if you wish to call me something, call me Djinny. Now, your wishes; you have seven wishes that I can grant you. Also, I may serve you in 'other' ways. And help you of my own accord, such help will not count against the wishes you are allowed, obviously."

Standing up, she sauntered over to Eve, "Now, Mistress, who are you? And what do you wish for?"
 
Eve

Eve blushed as Djinny spoke about her uncle, and her eyes widened as she explained who she was and what she could do for her. She sat for a moment longer, feeling almost like the world was falling away from around her. Only Djinny was solid. Only Djinny was whole, and only by focusing her attention on the beautiful spirit could Eve keep from going insane.

She realized they'd been sitting there in silence for nearly a minute, that Djinny had been waiting for an answer.

"I... umm... My name's Evelyn. Although my friends kinda call me Eve," she said, pronouncing it with two long E sounds: eee-vee. "And... well, wow. I honestly wasn't really expecting a real live genie to pop out of the lamp, I gotta say."

The weight of what the genie had offered her suddenly settled on her shoulders.

"Wait.. right! Wishes! Holy shit... I mean... holy SHIT! Um... first of all... do these wishes come with tricks? I mean, in the movies, when you have someone make a wish, it always backfires. And what about limits? I mean, can I wish for world peace or something like that? Or someone would have tried that already, I suppose... why wouldn't it work? And seven? Wasn't it supposed to be three? Not... not that I don't prefer seven." Eve clapped her mouth shut, realizing she was babbling.
 
"Your uncle explained this sort of thing to me. No, it's not always three wishes. It depends on the strength of the djinn. I am rather strong, so I can grant you seven wishes. Most djinn, however, follow that stereotype and grant only three wishes."

Turning and beginning to pace back and forth, she counted off on her fingers as she spoke, "Rules for wishes are very simple: First, no world changing wishes. That means no world peace, no wishing away evil dictators, and no wishing yourself ruler of the world. Secondly, no life changing wishes. To clarify, that means no wishing someone died, and no wishing someone dead would come back to life. Now, the third and final rule is that there is no wishing for more wishes! You have no idea how many idiots have believed that is a viable loophole."

"As for trick wishes? No, I don't do any of that. Some particularly malign djinn do, but I have no desire to anger my master or mistress. After all, ruin a person's life and they'll wish it all away, send you back to your lamp, and then lock you away somewhere so you won't be found for thousands of years."

"Now, Eve, do you want to make some wishes? Have some sex? Ask me some more questions? Hmm?" The Genie waited patiently, smiling as she stood before her mistress.
 
Eve

Eve coughed as the genie offered her sex. "Umm... sex? You... uh... you realize I'm a girl, right?" The question seemed stupid, to be honest. Eve couldn't deny the fact that the genie's body was incredibly arousing. She'd already tried to imagine her naked, and the mere thought had made her wet between the legs.

In a smaller voice she asked, "I assume sex doesn't count against wishes?"
 
"Sex isn't an unusual request made towards me, Mistress. Many of my former masters and mistresses have desired my physically. In fact, your uncle often had his way with me; I'll be honest in saying I quite enjoyed it. So, just asking as an option, and no, it doesn't count against your wishes, Mistress."

Taking a step back, Djinny pulled her veil back, and crossed her arms, smiling, "Well, Mistress? What do you desire? Wishes? Or what I just previously mentioned?"
 
Eve

The thought of having sex with this incredible magical being was growing more and more potent in Eve's mind, but she wasn't quite ready to admit it to herself. She licked her lips, tried not to ogle Djinny's body, then spoke.

"Ummm... well, can you give me some example wishes? I mean, I've already pretty much got all the money I need, and with that, you can get a lot. So it seems a waste to wish for something I can just buy. What kind of things do people wish for once they've got money?"
 
"Hmm, examples. Well, there's often the wish to improve one's appearance. However, you look good enough already so I wouldn't advise it. Hmm, now what else was there. Well, there's often wishes to see things that others can not, or to be able to do things to other peoples. To be honest, it is entirely up to you, Mistress. I'm not very good at remembering all the wishes I've been asked to grant."
 
Eve

Eve realized there and then what she wanted her first wish to be. While it was nice that the genie had complimented her on her appearance, Eve had never been that self-confident. She knew she wasn't a supermodel. Her legs were too short, her chest was too small, she chewed her nails when she was nervous...

"Well... okay. I suppose I should make a wish, if only to convince myself that this is for real, yeah?" She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then looked back at Djinny.

"You've serviced many people before, right? And you say you've made them look better? Well... my first wish is for you to make me look more beautiful than any of them. Change me into something that'll make movie stars jealous. Something that'll make kings from far off lands seek me out with offers of marriage. I want to be the most beautiful woman you've ever seen, Djinny."

Eve crossed her fingers, hoping she didn't mess up the wish, and eager to see what Djinny turned her into.
 
"As you wish." Closing her eyes, Djinny focused, and within moments it was all over.

"Your wish has been granted, Mistress. Are you as pleased as I am with the results?" Holding out a mirror, the genie gave Eve the chance to see herself. Indeed, she was now more beautiful than ever. She was drop dead gorgeous, she would make men drool and women envious. Her beauty was unrivaled, except perhaps by the Djinn.

Of course, that might have been because Eve now looked exactly like her.
 
Eve

Eve looked at herself in the mirror and her jaw dropped. For a brief instant, she felt strangely betrayed and baffled at Djinny's choice, but then she realized she'd gotten exactly what she'd asked for. After all... wouldn't a being as powerful as a genie use her magic for herself? Wouldn't she make herself as beautiful as she could be?

"Wow..." Eve said as she stood up and took a few steps in her new body. She almost expected to stumble, but even her grace had changed. It was like she'd been in this body from birth. And yet, she also felt strangely alien in her new shape. She could feel parts of her, deep inside her, particularly between her legs, in her breasts, and elsewhere... things had changed in ways she couldn't yet comprehend.

"Thank you, Djinny," Eve said. "Umm... this is a little awkward... but could you, ummm... give me a tour of my new body?"
 
Noticing Eve's look, Djinny frowned and shrugged, "Well, I didn't mean to trick you. You quite clearly wished to, 'look like the most beautiful woman I had ever seen'. And, well, I have yet to see a woman who looks better than yours truly, Mistress. If you wish, I could turn you back? I'll make this whole appearance thing a freebie?"

To be honest, Djinny wasn't being altruistic about it. In fact, she didn't particularly want another gal looking like her. It cheapened her own beauty. However, an idea came to her, and she held up a finger before Eve could say a thing, "I've got it! Here!"

Concentrating, the genie did her thing, and it was done as quickly as last time. Holding up the mirror again and handing it over to Eve, she let her see that she was once again her former self. However, there were some interesting alterations. Her body, was for all intents and purposes, almost exactly like Djinny's. Except for skin and hair color, and Eve's normal appearance, they were almost exactly alike physically.

"Well, is that better? If so, I'd be more than glad to help you get the hang of your new body, Mistress."
 
Eve

Eve smiled as she sized herself up in the mirror.

"Yeah..." she said as she ran her hands up her body, over her hips, up to cup her now quite full and luscious breasts. Her skin was still pale, but the blemishes were gone. Her hair was still pink, although now Eve could tell that was it's "natrual" color now; there were no hints of darker roots, and it even felt fuller and silkier.

"Yeah," Eve repeated. "That's the trick." She looked over at Djinny and smiled. "Wow. You're something else, Djinny. Yeah, I like this a lot. So... what exactly did you have in mind when you said you'd help me 'get the hang of my new body?'"
 
Djinny

Djinny smiled, proud that she was able to grant a wish that her Mistress was quite pleased with. She also enjoyed watching as Eve felt herself and admired herself. Grinning, the genie arched a slender brow, "Well, you did ask me to give you a tour of your new body. And I can think of a few enjoyable ways to do so."

Slipping around Eve, the genie ran her arms over her, cupping those large breasts through the fabric and feeling them carefully, "Mmm, very nice," those hands slid over and around, one running leisurly over her belly and the other slithering down the side of her new Mistress' back until it rested firmy on her buttocks, giving it a squeeze, "Very nice, indeed."

Pressing her lips to Eve's ear, she whispered very softly, "How might I serve you, Mistress? Is there any way you might want me to aid you?" the djinn kissed her ear, and then stuck her tongue inside it, licking slowly deeper into it and enjoying the reaction she recieved.
 
Eve

Eve's skin flushed with heat and her heart started beating as Djinny embraced her from behind. She felt so... so naughty, feeling this way in the arms of another woman, but at the same time that longing inside of her finally burst. She melted into her genie's arms as she licked her ear, and for a moment she was content to lean against her, feeling the soft pressure of her breasts pressing into her back, the feel of her hands on her belly, her ass. Finally, Eve staggered back to her feet and went over to collapse in the large comfy chair at one end of the study.

"I... I've never been with another woman before, Djinny. I think... I think you're going to have to seduce me a little first before you start showing me what I can do. Maybe, maybe you can whip up some music and some exotic clothes? Do a little dance for me? Maybe... maybe a strip tease?" Eve's cheeks were burning now, but she couldn't wait to see what Djinny could do.
 
"Of course, Mistress," Snapping her fingers, the air became filled with the exotic sound of eastern music. The sort that seemed absolutely perfect for what was about to take place. And with another snap of her fingers, Djinny's clothes changed to something absolutely sexy and looking very much like what a belly dancer might wear. Much of it was gold; however, the silky cloth that hung from her shoulders to rest underneath her arms where it tied around her wrists, and the long cloths that hung between her long, sexy legs were a dark aqua, seemingly perfect for her.

(http://www.risingstars.com.ua/dancers/pictures/soloist_dancer_irina/belly_dancer_b.jpg)

And without further waiting, the genie began to dance. From her place, her feet carried her slowly, ever so slowly, towards Eve who sat watching. Her body moved and swayed, her hips gracefully rolling forward and back in smooth motions as she traveled closer, and closer. First, the cloth on her arms came away, untied with one simple flick of her wrists before falling slowly to the floor. As she closed in on Eve, each strip of cloth that covered her hips fell away until only one remained. That single cloth covered her dripping wet sex, which by now her Mistress could smell.

When she reached Eve, her hands slid behind her back before moving upwards and away from her. It appeared as though it was just a part of the dance, though it was quite obviously more as the top fell away, exposing her luscious breasts, who's nipples had grown hard and stiff. And with that, she fell to her knees before her Mistress, looking up at her and smiling, "Are you sufficiently seduced, Mistress?"
 
Eve

Eve sat transfixed, hypnotized by the show. With each strip of cloth revealing more of her genie's incredible body, she felt her heart quickening, her palms growing sweaty, her head growing light. Finally, as Djinny ended up on her knees before her, Eve sighed in delight.

"That... that was beautiful..." she gasped, feeling her own body hasten to the show. Her panties were soaking, and she wondered if Djinny could see a stain spreading on the crotch of her jeans. She could certainly see her nipples hard and proud, pressing against her bra and the black t-shirt she wore.

"Will you... will you take me? Undress me and take me? Show me what this body can do, please!"
 
Djinny grinned as she looked her new Mistress over, noticing her obvious arousal. As Eve's servant, the genie was more than willing to do as she asked, sliding into the seat with her and helping her out of clothes. Peeling that t-shirt off, she tossed it onto the floor, and it was soon followed by Eve's jeans and then her underwear. Once naked, Djinny began to get to work, sliding underneath her so that she could fondle her lovingly, "Mmmm, that's nice, isn't it?"

Kissing up and down Eve's neck, Djinny made her way over that cheek and then up to her ear, nibbling on it before letting her tongue dart into it's depths. One of those hands rested upon a large, pillowy, breast, cupping it and squeezing it while her free hand found it's way between those long legs, rubbing hungrilly at the wet slit until she could begin thrusting two of her fingers in and out of it, "Oh, look how wet you are, Mistress."
 
Eve

Eve hissed in delight as Djinny's fingers slid down between her legs, her fingertips pressing against the dripping entrance to her lust.

"Yes..." Eve said as she sighed in pleasure, "...wet..." She spread her legs slightly and squirmed against the genie's body, trying to feel more of it against her. Still, Eve was tremendously nervous about the situation. She couldn't deny the lust now rampant in her for her genie's touch but at the same point... being with another girl was so... new!

"How... how can we do this?" Eve asked. "I mean... do you just use your fingers? Or..." She had an idea of what girls did with each other when they were in love, but she wanted Djinny to say it out loud, if only to prepare her own self for what was coming.
 
Djinny chuckled, kissing Eve's neck before rubbing against her more anxiously,
"Oh yes, we use our fingers," Those digits, pushing in and out of that slit increased in speed and intensity, "And we use our tongues," Moaning, she licked her way up her Mistress' neck, over her cheek, and then turned her head so that she could kiss her. Their lips pressed together, the genie's tongue squirmed about over Eve's mouth, pushing it's way in and dancing over the human's little pink muscle, "Mmmmmph."

The kiss was short as Djinny broke it, a thin trail of glistening saliva the only thing connecting their two mouths before she wiped it away. Leaning down, her mouth found those succulent breasts, licking the sensitive nipples until she pulled them into her mouth, slurping at them hungrilly as though she thought they would give her milk. When one nub of flesh had been adequately pleased, Djinny would manuever around and begin on the other, and then she would switch again, and again, giving each breast equal pleasure.

Now, she began sliding a third finger in, she glanced up at Eve's pleasure filled face, "So far, so good, Mistress?"
 
Eve

"Oh SHIT yes," Eve gasped as she squirmed and wiggled. "I'd even say... so far, so great!" Her inhibitions were falling away rapidly. One of her arms reached out and wrapped around Djinny's body, sliding down her back to find her ass, cupping it, squeezing it. She gasped as the third finger slid inside her, filling her even more.

"Oh my GOD... that feels so fucking incredible, Djinny... how many more fingers can you fit in there?"
 
"As many as you desire, Mistress," However, she pulled those fingers from the honey pot, holding them up and licking them clean of juice before sliding out from Eve, giggling as she felt that hand squeeze her ass again. Falling to her knees between those long, pale, legs, Djinny hefted each one up and placed it over her shoulders, "However, before we follow that line of thinking, Mistress, I thought I might taste you," Her head dipped between those legs, her mouth rubbing and kissing over the slit before she began to give it little, tender, licks.

She licked at it the way one might lick a lollipop, tasting it again and again with small, short, flicks of her tongue. Her own enjoyment was voiced, as she noted how delicious that honey was before beginning to work more of it out with longer, slower, licks then before. Her hands, relatively idle, began to get busy themselves. Her right pulled the hood up, revealing that little clitoral nub before rubbing it and playing with it. And her left slid underneath her Mistress' rear, giving that ass a nice slap before squeezing on it, "You like, Mistress?"
 
Eve

"Oh lord yes I like," Eve replied. She was gripping on to the armrests of her chair tightly now, her knuckles white as she clutched at the leather. She was pressing her back deep against the chair as well, her breathing now turning ragged as she slid down the chair and pressed her sex more firmly against Djinny's lips.

"Please, Djinny... don't stop... keep kissing me there... do I... do I taste good? Tell me... tell me what I taste like, Djinny!"
 
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