The Genie of the Cell Phone

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My name is Jason, and that is all that I am permitted to know about myself by my creators.

I have been trained in domestic duties, looking after the house, gardening and car maintenance, but mostly, in the art of lovemaking.

She, of whom as yet I have no knowledge, will purchase a new cellphone today. The first time that she uses it, she will receive a message instructing her to dial 777. That in turn will lead to another text message, stating the following.


In precisely five minutes time, your doorbell will ring.
The person you open the door to will be a man aged 30, dressed casually, who will go by the name of Jason.
You will be the only person able to see, touch, and talk to Jason.
It is impossible for him to leave the confines of your property, and to all other persons he will not exist.


His purpose?

To help you, to assist you, and to bring you the pleasure that you have dreamed of for so long now.
 
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Dr. Beth Anderson was tired of dating. Truth be told, she was also tired of mowing her own lawn, but that was a whole other story there. That’s why, on this day, she was headed to a very special showroom. One her friend Joy had told her about with a gleam in her eye and a smile on her face that could only be described as total bliss.

At 28, Beth had never been married. She was a pretty enough girl with sparkling green eyes, shoulder length brown hair, and a full, lush figure. She had just never had the notion to settle down with one boy. Her budding surgery career at the city’s most prominent hospital kept her busy around the clock. Too busy for a relationship and too busy to care for her home and the aforementioned lawn.

She needed something or, rather, someone, to take care of all the little things in her life as well as take care of her sexually, something her vibrator just no longer could do. She wanted to feel the warmth of a body pressed against hers, a mouth, hands, strong legs and hips above her, pining her down and making her writhe in ecstasy.

As Beth pulled into the parking lot, she felt goosebumps raise on her skin despite the warmth of the summer day. Taking a deep breath, she walked into the boutique and into a fantasy unlike any other.

Three hours later she arrived at home and, after changing into shorts and a tee shirt, she settled on her overstuffed sofa to read the instructions on her new phone. She followed them carefully despite the shaking of her hands. Dialing the three sevens was tougher than it should be, waiting the 5 minutes was excruciating. After six minutes, she’d all but given up but then, the chimes of her doorbell rang.

With her heart pounding she padded, barefoot, to the door and opened it to see him standing there. She smiled and he smiled too …
 
The instruction arrived, and following the correct protocol, I stood outside the door. A nice house, in the suburbs, although the lawn looked a little worse for wear.
I was dressed in standard clothing, white tee shirt, shorts, and Nike trainers.

After ringing the bell I waited, just a short while, before the door opened. I was greeted by the sight of a very nice looking buxom lady in her twenties. Wearing shorts, and a tee shirt that only served to enhance her beautiful chest. I smiled at her, returning hers.

"Good afternoon, my name is Jason, and I am your new home help, and pleasure provider.

I will remain with you, for as long as you have the cellphone. Should you lose it, or destroy it, then the contract will be terminated with immediate effect.
Only you, will be able to see me, touch me, and feel me, with one exception, if someone calls, who also owns a Genie phone, and they are very rare I might add, they also will see me, and be able to avail themselves of my services.
My life is to serve, and delight.
How shall I begin Miss ?"
 
I could only stare at the man … (man?) before me. Well, if he wasn’t a man, what was he? He looked like a man. A really nice looking man, I might add. As I drank in the sight of him, I couldn’t help but wonder what he looked like out of those clothes. I wondered how he would feel buried inside me. He looked real enough, even if only to my eyes, but would he feel real too? Could I even ask him to service me here, on my living room rug? No … no … not yet. Soon though. Very, very soon.

The thoughts running through my mind only served to increase the dampness between my thighs. My nipples drew into tight little peaks beneath my clothing. I had to shake my head to clear it as lust slowly began to overtake my body.

He’d asked me a question, hadn’t he? Of course he had. But, what was it? Oh right … right … where could he begin? I imagined myself saying something witty and sexy but all that came out was “Office.” I clenched my fists and closed my eyes in a futile attempt to clear my mind. When I opened them again all I saw was cute boy standing there. I giggled nervously but couldn’t form words to speak. So, taking a deep breath, I tried one more time.

“Please, call me Beth." I smiled again and pressed on before I lost the nerve again. "I need help with organizing my home office.” I gestured with my thumb over my shoulder and said, “Come on in. I’ll show you the way.” Then I turned and headed toward the back of the house.
 
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She just stood there, looking at me, thinking about what it would be like to fuck me, as they all did on the first meeting. I could see her nipples peaking under her Tee, and knew that very soon I would know the aroma of her wet sex. I smiled, for at least this one was young, nice, and very well rounded as they say. I do like some meat on my women, not interested in those skinny size zero freaks at all.

Then she spoke, pulling me back from my musing.

“Please, call me Beth. I need help with organizing my home office.”

She gestured that I should follow her indoors

“Come on in. I’ll show you the way.”

She led me to her home office, and stood by the door looking in. This meant that I had to squeeze past her, through the doorway, which was fine by me, as it would be advantageous to us both. I would feel her soft breasts against my arm, and she would feel me against her, and know that I was real.
The action of this started to arouse me, not to the full seven and a half inches, but a big enough swelling, so that she would notice.

"Thank you Beth," I gave her a sweet smile before continuing.

"I will soon have this place orderly and controlled for you. Might I suggest that you go lie down, or have a drink or something? You know, make yourself comfortable, and I will come and see you when I am done. All ready for my next task, if you have one for me that is.
Oh yes, my sleeping arrangements here, they are entirely up to you. Whatever you have in mind, or will have ready for me, I will slip into for the night with no problems at all."


I turned, and moved to the untidy desk, leaving her with the seed that I had just planted in her mind.
 
Oh geez, why did he have to brush against me like that? Okay, so I kind of planned it that way, but honestly, right now I can’t think straight. All I can think about is his warm body and the outline of what I am sure is a magnificent cock under those cotton shorts. He is real and he’s mine ~ all mine. It’s been too long since I’ve been intimate with a man and I can feel the grip on my control slipping. I don’t want to rush this though. I want to enjoy the dance, the seduction. I need to get away from him before I jump him and never let go.

I will take his suggestion and make myself comfortable. He is here for me, after all, and I might as well begin to take advantage of that. I drag my eyes up his body and, in a thick voice, say “I’m going to take a shower. When you’ve finished in here, would you mind starting supper for me, please? Something light. It’s too warm for anything heavy.”

I turn to leave but stop a few paces away and come back to the doorway. I watch him working diligently and, again, am overcome with a surge of lust. Before I lose the nerve I say “You’ll be sleeping with me in my room. It’s the last door on the right at the end of the hall.” I turn to leave, a slow smile creeping across my face.
 
I see the smile when she spotted the bulge, and the momentary hesitation. It is normal, happens every time, but, at least she is young. Some of the older ones!! Oh My God!!! The ones who have not seen, touched or sucked a cock in ten years or more. They go fucking rampant the moment they realise the truth. That there is a big fat cock here, just for their pleasure and use.

“I’m going to take a shower. When you’ve finished in here, would you mind starting supper for me, please? Something light. It’s too warm for anything heavy.”

"No surprises there" I think to myself, feeling her gaze upon me, as I bend down to pick up papers from the floor.

“You’ll be sleeping with me in my room. It’s the last door on the right at the end of the hall.”

I have to chuckle under my breath, that is as big a surprise as is the fact it will go dark tonight.

I soon have the office all shipshape, with a place for everything, and everything in its place. Next comes supper.

I decide on a light tuna salad, with pasta swirls, followed by some peaches and cream. But first I too find the bathroom, and shower, before preparing the food, wearing the short white robe that I found in the closet.

I went to find her, to say supper was served,and to remind her to keep the phone fully charged, for obvious reasons.
 
I soap and scrub my body until it squeaks. I wash and rinse my hair, shaving every inch of leg, underarm, and bikini line I can find. My heart started racing, my breath coming faster as I stepped from the shower to dry off. I had to have him. There was no way around it. I couldn’t wait. He was much too appetizing and I was too damned hungry.

As I'm toweling off, I hear the shower running in the second bath just down from mine. I assume I have plenty of time to attend myself and begin the task of smoothing lotion over my skin. After drying my hair, I walk naked into my room to find something to wear to dinner.

I decide on a simple cotton nightie and, after pulling it over my head and down my naked body, I look up to find Jason standing in the doorway. How long he's been standing there I don't know. I can't quite read the expression on his face so I simply whisper, "Yes?"
 
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She was just as lovely, and desirable naked, as I had expected that she would be. She whispered very softly, so softly that I had trouble hearing it.

"Yes?"

I smiled at her, conscious that the robe barely reached my hips, and that my swelling cock was not helping matters either.

"I hope you do not mind me wearing the robe beth, but I did need to shower. My own clothes will not be delivere dhere yet. We have to wait until the contract has been, err, verified, confirmed, or maybe installed is a better word?
One more thing also, I am instructed to inform you that I am STD free, and also, that I am clinically sterile, although all functions, I can assure you, are fully operational."


I smiled at her, letting my gaze wander a little, and nodding, before continuing.

"Dinner is served Beth, when you are ready."
 
I stared at him in that robe for the longest time after he spoke. No condoms, no birth control, and still fully functional. Oh my. I couldn’t help but notice his cock hardening, pushing out from behind the simple fold of terry cloth. My mouth went dry, my knees went weak and I sat down hard on the soft bed.

I took a deep breath, looked up into his handsome face and said, “Can dinner wait? I’d like to get that contract verified as soon as possible.”
 
“Can dinner wait? I’d like to get that contract verified as soon as possible.”


For a while, I thought that she was going to be the first "client" to make it past dinner. But no, she was obviously horny, as aroused as hell, and just dying to have a hard cock inside of her.

I smiled, and let my robe fall open, giving Beth her first glimpse of what was in store for her.

I quickly climbed onto the bed, kneeling down behind her, and started to massage her neck slowly. My thumbs pressing in, easing the tension. I moved closer, to kiss the right side of her neck, as my hand slipped down to her full breast.
Cupping it gently, as my thumb flicked back and forth over the now rock hard nipple.
 
I sat rooted to the bed as Jason allowed his robe to open. My hands clenched into the comforter and I fought for any bit of control I could still find. Normally, I’ve a calmer head so to speak. That’s what will make me a top surgeon one day. But, in matters of sex, I’m a lost cause it seems.

As he positioned himself behind me, and began to massage my shoulders, I was overcome with a mixture of lust and embarrassment. I was just throwing myself at this guy, giving in too quickly. I must be the easiest assignment he’s ever had. What happened to my plans of wanting to be seduced?

They went out the window the minute he cupped my breast and rolled the nipple into a tight little pebble. My breath caught, and despite the overwhelming desire to fall back against him, I pulled away from his touch. “No … no … I can’t do this.” I stood and walked across the room to put distance between us. “I’m sorry.” I looked at him, in his semi-nude state, so handsome and so very much mine but I forced myself to stay put. “I’m not like this. I’m not. At work, I’m so careful, so cool, so collected.” I walked to my closet and opened the door, pulling a robe off the back. “But here, with you ….” I blew out a breath as I belted the garment around my waist with trembling hands. “Do they make you guys this irresistible on purpose?”
 
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“Do they make you guys this irresistible on purpose?”

The guilt syndrome, the refusal to accept their own sexual desires, and needs. I had seen it before, often in fact, and it did not faze me at all.

"I have been placed here to fulfill a purpose, and should the contract not be verified within a 24 hour period from the initial 777 call, then the contract is nullified, and I return to where I came from.

That choice is yours Beth, I will exert no pressure, and only touch you if instructed to do so by yourself.
So Beth, shall we go eat now?"
 
I resisted the temptation to mock his final words to me. Instead, I looked at him, took in his rich brown gaze, his dark hair, his entire being. He was in my bed, ready to do my bidding and I was having second thoughts? Was I nuts?

I quickly thought through ever other conquest I’d ever had. It didn’t take long, but what it had done was show that not once had I ever taken the initiative in any situation. Other than in my OR, I was a follower.

I made my decision. “No. We won’t go eat now, Jason.” I untied the robe and let it fall to the floor. Walking over, I sat next to him and linked my fingers with his. “You are going to turn down the bed, take off that robe, and give me several reasons why I should allow this contract to be fulfilled in the next 20 hours.” Lifting my face I gently pressed my lips to his, running my tongue over his bottom lip. He tasted delicious, like strawberries and chocolate. I broke the kiss and pulled back slightly. “Make me happy, Jason. Give me what I need. It’s all I ask right now.” I whispered, before taking his lips again.
 
She stopped, looking at me, her mind obviously whirring frantically

“No. We won’t go eat now, Jason.”

She said, removing the robe that she had put on only moments before.

“You are going to turn down the bed, take off that robe, and give me several reasons why I should allow this contract to be fulfilled in the next 20 hours.”

I did as asked, and then she kissed me, softly, delicately, before continuing

“Make me happy, Jason. Give me what I need. It’s all I ask right now.”

We kissed again, deeply now, as my hands slipped beneath her nightdress, and up her body. I had to have those wonderful tits, to hold them, kiss them, I broke from the kiss.

"Take it off Beth, be naked, as I am."

She moved a fraction, and lifted the nighty over her head, as I lay back, stroking my now rock hard cock, and grinning at her.
All she had to do was to lower her head, and it was hers.
 
His kisses giving me a resolve I wasn’t sure I had, I could only do as instructed when Jason told me to remove my nightie. Sitting before him, both of us completely naked, made my pussy dampen, eager to be sated.

As Jason lie back among the pillows on the big, soft bed, I sat watching with great pleasure the way he stroked his cock and smiled at me. I stretched the length of his body, pressing a kiss to his lips, then his jaw, and his neck. I kissed down his chest, my tongue dragging lightly over his nipple before continuing my downward trail.

Over his body my lips and tongue traveled, across his hip, and then, finally, to his cock. I kissed him from base to tip, running my tongue over the tip and lapping greedily at the precum that was glistening there. I swirled my tongue over the thick mushroom head before taking the length of him into my mouth as far as it would go.

Tucked against his side, my left hand slowly started to pump his shaft as my mouth continued it’s sweet caress.
 
I lay back, my eyes closed, luxuriating in the feeling of this hot wet mouth, that was pleasuring my hard cock. She was good at it too, licking and sucking, rubbing with her hand. Varying the pace, and intensity.

I looked at her, her eyes, seeing the light in them, the light that long awaited sexual activity had ignited.

I spoke softly, quietly, my eyes locked on hers.

"That feels so good Beth, absolutely wonderful, please dont stop yet. Not until it gets too much for me, and I return the favor."

Beth hesitated momentarily, trying to smile, and I continued.


"Jason is going to eat you Beth, like you have never been eaten before.
Slowly, languidly, licking and sucking at every square centimetre of your sweet ppussy.

Making love to your clitoris with his mouth,
in,
out,
in out,
sucking and nibblig, as his fingers find your secret spots.
To press them
and caress them
and take you to places that you have only ever dreamed of Beth.

MMMMMMMMMMMMM
I cannot wait to hear you scream my name as you come Beth. And scream it you will, trust me on that Beth. "
 
My entire body shook as Jason spoke those hot words to me. The delights he was promising made me weak at the knees, yet I continued my attentions to his cock. He was incredibly thick and hard as stone. I stroked my tongue up and down his shaft, sipping at his precum, unable to get enough of the taste of him.

I couldn't think past pleasing him. All that existed was our mutual pleasure in those moments. I moaned softly in the back of my throat, a purr of lust that had lain dormant for so long.

My tongue swirled over his tip once again and his reaction let me know he was a man of his word.
 
"Oh God Beth, enough, please, before I explode too soon."

I smiled at her, coaxing her from my dick, and laying her upon her back.

"Dont touich me yet Beth, put your arms out at your sides, and enjoy."

I moved over her, looking down, her arms outstretched, and legs parted in anticipation. My hand moved to Beth`s full breast, the areola dark, the nipple pebble hard now.
I wiggled the nipple gently, before leaning closer, and blowing air across it, then closer still, licking , softly at first, just fluttering my tongue across the tip.
I heard the soft moan, and knew what sensations were now winging their way down to beth`s soaking wet pussy.
Squeezing her breast, raising the peak higher, I took in my mouth. Sucking and licking, pulling on Beths tit with my lips.

Then I gripped her nipple in my teeth, as my free hand slipped between her legs.
Biting softly, I pulled the nipple, as my rigid finger parted he rpussy lips, to slip slowly inside of her.
 
I watched as Jason moved over me, my breath coming fast, and my pussy growing wet and creamy.

His mouth at my breast caused me to cry out and arch my back to get closer to his touch. It was hard not to dig my hands into his hair and hold him there, but I resisted as he had instructed me to do so.

His hand between my legs made me squirm, pushing my body closer to him, giving him better access as he pushed his way inside my tight, silken depths.

I whispered a breathless "Yesssssssss..." closed my eyes, and enjoyed his touch.
 
Through the mists of my enjoying, and delighting in Beth`s tits and pussy, I heard a quiet

"Yesssssssss..."

I continued, suckling, nibbling, and biting on both nipples.
Stretching them, as I now fucked her slowly with two fingers.
The position I was in, making my palm rub her clit constantly, and she was soaking now.

I moved, positioning myself between Beths legs, after pulling my fingers free, I licked them once, before sliding them into her mouth, and bending my head to take in her delicious aroma.
 
By now I was moaning loudly, spreading my legs wider as Jason plunged two fingers inside my tight little box. I closed my eyes and arched my back to allow him better access. I was in a fog of desire, panting, moaning, begging him to keep going.

I sucked at the fingers he placed in my mouth, lapping at the taste of myself, and gently biting his fingers to keep them there. I felt his breath on my thighs and lifted my hips, my pussy and offering to him.
 
I pulled my hand back from her hungry mouth, using it to part her pussy lips, revealing the nub that was her clit.
Pink, swollen, and desperate for attention it seemed.

Using the outstretched fingers of my other hand, I slapped her clit, not too hard, just enough to provoke the right reaction. Enough to take her arousal even higher, if that was possible.

I leaned in, flicking at her clit with my tongue, before licking slowly, circling, licking the top, and then sucking as she writhed beneath me.
I sucked harder, while slipping two fingers back inside, and searching for that spot. The small spongy area, just above her entrance.

I felt it, pressed it, and then rubbed my fingers back and forth.
I bit her clit, not too hard, and rubbed her G spot a little faster, waiting for her explosion, that was surely coming soon.
 
His mouth on my smooth pussy lips was almost more than I could bear. My hips bucked in an attempt to get him closer to me. The first touch of his tongue was like a bolt of lightning, searing me, my clit hard and throbbing now.

My moans filled the room and I grabbed onto the iron rails of the headboard for leverage. His tongue was taking me up, up .... to where breath stops, hearts hammer, and nothing else exists but that wonderful sensation.

His fingers inside me, stretching me wide, a gentle pain I couldn't resist. I felt a ticklish sensation at my g-spot, felt my pussy cream even more as he rubbed it.

I was so close to cumming, but I was desperate to enjoy what had been denied me too long. If he was this good with his mouth, I'm sure I would faint when his cock gave me attention,
 
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