Genie Chronicles Ch. 27

He lay still for several long moments, enjoying the display and the resulting delightful sensations transmitted to his buried cock, before something in the back of his mind said that he should probably pull out to give her a chance to breathe.

Apparently anticipating this concern, she said in a relaxing voice in his mind, Lie still and enjoy, Master. He sighed and did so. There was no way he was going to close his eyes, now, though.

She eventually squeezed from his sword a massive load straight down her throat. Only when she had received every drop did the hammock slowly rise again, pulling his glistening blade from between her lips. He relaxed in lethargic post-orgasmic bliss for a few moments more before half rolling, half flopping out of the hammock onto rubbery legs. He pulled Jennifer up and kissed her deeply. "Thank you, that was incredible."

She grinned happily up at him. "You are very welcome, Jack!"

He grinned back, then raised an eyebrow. "Recharge, please."

She raised an eyebrow in return as her eyes flashed. He was instantly rejuvenated and ready to go again, although his pleasantly relaxed state remained. Rather than explain what he wanted to do next and have to maneuver around to get things just right, he made a secret wish.

Jennifer gave a small squeal as she floated off of her feet and over to lie crosswise on the hammock. Her tight, round ass was on the very edge, and her legs spread into a magically comfortable more-than-full split so that they lay along the edge of the hammock as well, her heels held in place by the weave of the ropes. Meanwhile the hammock rose to hang further from the deck once more.

When the wish was complete, Jack stepped forward and pointed the head of his cock at her perfectly-placed entrance. "Now it's your turn to relax and enjoy," he said as he slid smoothly into her slickened tunnel. She moaned. He stepped forward a bit, swinging her out and pressing some of her weight onto his crotch. By experimenting and making small adjustments, he was quickly able to give a firm thrust with his hips and have her swing out and nearly off of his cock before gravity pulled her back to fully impaled again. A little more adjustment had him thrusting steadily as she swung off and back onto him.

Being relaxed and freshly recharged gave Jack plenty of stamina, and with gravity doing much of the work, he swung-fucked Jennifer through two orgasms without tiring or getting even close to his own blast off, and was even able to watch in admiring fascination the way her firm round globes bounced and rotated deliciously as she swung. As she started her way to her third orgasm, a whimsical notion motivated him to vary his rhythm a bit until he had her delectable orbs in synchronous rotation, although in opposite directions. He grinned and looked up to see if she noticed.

Her eyes were closed tightly as she panted and moaned, her hair splayed wildly across and over the opposite side of the hammock, and her arms were spread-eagled, fingers interlaced with and tightly gripping the weave of the hammock. A bit preoccupied, it appeared, so he was happy to enjoy the little extra erotic show he was putting on for himself, and resolved to keep the tight, synchronous orbiting going on until he exploded.

He was mostly successful, losing the rhythm only briefly by the time he orgasmed with a groan and in unison with her fourth. His rhythm became a little erratic then. She finally came to rest, her crotch pressed to his, and they both panted. He grinned. "You don't seem very relaxed?"

She smiled a tired and contented smile. "Mmmmm, I will be when I get my breath back, and my legs un-cramp." This last part was not a concern, as his wish had specified that her wide split be a comfortable one. She proved this, and gave lie to her words, as she lithely turned to lay normally in the hammock before opening her arms to him in invitation. It was one he couldn't refuse, and he joined her to snuggle for awhile before returning time to normal and hitting the shower.

Jennifer had timed it so that they would have about twenty minutes before dinner; plenty of time for a quick shower, especially since they were the last of the group to take one and all of the hot water was gone.

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Dinner was slightly more formal than the evening before, if only in that they ate steak instead of burgers and dogs, from real plates rather than paper ones, and the 'adults' â€" including Jack and Jennifer - were eating at the large dining table, while the 'kids' ate at the smaller breakfast table that Jack, Jennifer, and Zane had used the evening before.

Jack noticed that Zane and Lea were sitting beside each other again, and had worked their way up to exchanging the occasional surreptitious glance.

After dinner everyone complemented Jonathan, the evening's Grillmeister, on the delicious steaks, and helped clean up. "What's everyone doing this evening?" Kathleen asked as they finished.

"Well, we've been talking about checking out the night-life." Sarah said.

From the slightly uncomfortable look on Lea's face, Jack deduced that 'we' mostly meant Sarah and Janie. He thought quickly and said, "I was thinking we might take a stroll down the beach a little bit later. I believe there's an ice cream stand down there a-ways. Lea, if you don't want to go out, you are welcome to join us. That goes for anyone else, too."

"Ugh, how can you think about ice cream after that dinner?" Janie asked with a face.

"Well I did say 'a little bit later', and it is 'a-ways' down the beach. I figure by the time we get there, we'll have enough room for a cone. Zane, wanna go?"

Zane shrugged and said, "Sure," without much enthusiasm. Jack figured Zane would just as soon stay and play video games, at least until he remembered that Jack had invited Lea as well.

Janie turned to Lea and said softly, "Would you rather stay here? I'd really like to go out, but I understand if you don't want to. Is that okay?"

Lea nodded, not quite able to prevent sneaking a glance at Zane.

Janie seemed oblivious to the quick look as she smiled and said "Okay," then her face brightened and she turned to Jennifer. "Come with us! It'll be so much fun!"

Jack glanced at Lea to see if she was offended that her friend would leave her behind and then turn around and enthusiastically invite Jennifer. If she was, she didn't show it. In fact, she looked relieved. Apparently Janie knew her friend pretty well, after all. He then turned to Jennifer, who looked back inquiringly. He shrugged. "Fine with me." Then he grinned, "But no dancing with other guys."

"Of course not. I only dance with you," she replied sweetly, fluttering her eyelashes at him and earning retching noises from both Sarah and Janie. Those noises stopped when she continued, "I'll just send any guys who want to dance toward these other two." By the expression on Sarah's face, she was now just as enthusiastic to have Jennifer join them as Janie, now that Jennifer has removed herself from competition, Jack figured. Janie's parents, meanwhile, didn't look too happy. Jack's and Sarah's didn't seem to be paying much attention.

Do you really want to go? Jack asked.

He sensed her mental shrug. Sure, it'll be fun. You sure you don't mind?

Nah, I don't mind. I'll miss you, of course, but absence makes the heart grow fonder, as they say. Go have fun! But not too much fun! And no guys!

Yes, master!

Janie interrupted the silent conversation with, "Come on Jennifer, let's go get ready!" while practically dragging her toward the stairs.

Jack turned to his mom. "What are you guys going to do?"

"Well, I was thinking about a nice soak in the hot tub, followed by some cards if your father and Jonathan and Doreen are up for it." She looked inquiringly at the other couple.

"I'm game," Jonathan said, "Dear?"

Doreen nodded absently, still looking down the stairs after her daughter.

Jack laughed. "Don't worry, Doreen. Jennifer will look after them."

"Look after them?! She just said that she would send all of the wolves that she attracts toward my daughter!"

Jack laughed again, then said in a reassuring voice, "Well, if she does, she will make sure they behave like obedient little puppy dogs. They'll be fine."

"Janie is an adult, Doreen," Jonathan said kindly.

Doreen sighed. "I know, but that doesn't mean I stop worrying." She looked at Kathleen. "How do you not worry?"

"Who says I don't? I guess I'm more serene about it these days, with everything Martha put us through when she was younger. Besides, Sarah's a big girl, and so is Janie. Plus, I'm thinking Jack is right, it's hard for me imagine a situation that Jennifer couldn't handle."

Meanwhile, Jack had a thought. Can your powers protect Sarah and Janie?

Not directly.

What do you mean? They can indirectly? Like an indirect result from a wish?

Yes.

How would that work?

Well, as I mentioned before, my powers protect you, then me. They are always on and come into play instantly when needed, and my full powers are available until the threat is over and our anonymity is protected, if desired, with no restrictions that they be used only in a sexual manner. Take our previous example of an out-of-control truck running a red light and slamming into your car. That would be avoided with you in the car, me in the car, or both of us in the car. The most likely scenario would be something along the lines of my ability to 'slow time' coming into play long enough to decide how to avoid the accident, such as moving your car out of the way of the truck without anyone noticing. If the girls were in the car, they would be safe as well, although their memory might have to be tweaked slightly so that they didn't wonder how the car transported out of the way of the truck.

Another option, once time is 'slowed', is altering the path of the truck itself so that it doesn't hit the car. A side effect of that might be that we could redirect the truck so that it wouldn't hit other cars, as well. Because my powers are fully available with no restrictions for that short time period, as long as the primary effect of keeping us safe is met, that effect can be brought about in many different ways.

However, if neither you nor I am in the car with Sarah and Janie when the truck strikes, I can do nothing to help them, unless you were to make a sufficiently sexual wish that somehow protected them, and made it ahead of time. I cannot actually alter time itself, remember, and certainly cannot go back and change something once it has happened.

"Jack, are you okay?" Doreen interrupted the silent conversation.

Jack realized he had been staring off into space as he talked with Jennifer. "Yeah, just imaging what would happen to a guy if he did misbehave around Jennifer. Don't worry they'll be fine." Have fun. Be safe.

Yes, master.

Jack turned to Cindy. "What about you? Want to come with us for a walk and some ice cream?"

"You sure you want an old lady with you?" Cindy asked.

From the expression Zane was trying to hide, Jack knew what answer his nephew wanted, but Jack figured he could work it so that Cindy's presence wouldn't spoil Zane's and Lea's chance for a little alone time. "Nope, we definitely don't want any old ladies, but since there don't seem to be any here, you're safe to join us."

Cindy laughed. "Thanks. When?"

Jack shrugged. "I guess it's been 'a while' enough. I'm ready. Zane? Lea?"

They both nodded.

"Okay, we'll meet outside in a few minutes. I need to go dig out a flash light. It will probably be dark on the way back."

They congregated a few minutes later at a gate by the pool that opened to a short boardwalk leading to the beach. Jack had scrounged two flashlights and handed one to Zane. There was currently plenty of light, so they pocketed them for the time being.

They strolled down the beach together at first, Jack and Cindy keeping up most of the small talk, Zack and Lea chiming in occasionally. Every so often someone would stop to look at a shell or some such, and the little group would split and re-join.

About half an hour later, just as dusk was making things difficult to see, they wandered up to the ice-cream stand. It demarked roughly where their area of beach houses ended and a more commercial area of hotels, restaurants, and retail shops began. The stand itself was actually more of a restaurant, with parking and an indoor dining area opposite the beach.

The shop was doing a bustling business, but they didn't have to stand in line too long. Jack insisted on buying, as this was his idea, and Zane and Lea both opted for dipped ice-cream cones, his in chocolate, hers in strawberry. Zack ordered a blend-in with chocolate and toffee candy pieces and Cindy chose a simple vanilla cone.

Their timing was good, as a picnic table became available just as the order was ready. They sat in silence for a few moments except for the occasional slurp. The slurps became more frequent, then interspersed with laughter as Zane and Lea tried to keep up with their ice cream melting in the humid evening ocean breeze. Cindy's cone wasn't melting quite as fast without being dipped in the hot waxy dip, but she still had to be vigilant lest dribbles make it down to her hand. When Jack pointed out that he was having no problem with his cup of ice cream, Cindy paused long enough to stick her cream-covered tongue out at him on its way back to her cone.

When everyone was finished and had visited the small restrooms to wash sticky fingers, Jack was pondering the best strategy to get Zane and Lea some private time when Cindy pointed in the general direction of the street and said, "There are a couple of little shops over there I'd like to check out, or at least window shop." When Zane groaned, she replied. "Well, fine! You guys don't have to come if you want, although I'd like Jack as a chaperone, if he doesn't mind. Do you, Jack?"

"Uh... no! I'd be happy to walk with you."

"Okay, you two run along, then, if you like. We'll see you later back at the house." Cindy said to Zane and Lea.

The pair didn't need to be told twice. Although both looked a bit nervous at the idea of being alone together, they both uttered hasty goodbyes and disappeared onto the beach.

Cindy took Jack's offered arm and they strolled across the street toward a row of shops. "So where did you want to look?" Jack asked.

Cindy shrugged. "Nowhere, really, I was just trying to give Zane and Lea an excuse to go off on their own."

Jack laughed. "And here I was trying to find a way to do the same thing."

Cindy snorted. "I'm not blind Jack. I see the way those too look at each other. It's really cute, and for both of their sakes I hope they can strike up a little something. Zane sure hasn't had the best luck with girls. I try to give him advice, but he doesn't want to listen to his dorky old mom."

Jack grinned conspiratorially. "So you're saying you're rooting for your son to get lucky with the pretty girl?"

"Well, I wouldn't go that far. But I don't think he's even really kissed a girl, yet, and from what I understand she probably hasn't kissed a boy, either. I've been starting to worry about him a bit. I want them to be careful, and I want them to be safe, but... Hell! I was making out in the back seat of my father's car when I was sixteen, and all of my friends were making fun of me because I waited that long."

Jack laughed again. "I'd say you are a pretty awesome mom."

She sighed. "Well, thank you, but Zane doesn't see me that way most of the time. It makes it hard, what with no man around for him to relate to. And it makes me feel really old, sometimes."

Jack put his arm around her shoulder "He'll come around someday, and until that time, while I'm not that experienced as a 'man' yet myself, if there's anything I can do to help him, let me know."

"Thanks, Jack, I just might take you up on that."

"Oh, and for what it's worth, I think you are a pretty awesome aunt..." he grinned mischievously, "and a pretty hot one, if I do say so."

It was Cindy's turn to laugh as she poked him in the ribs. "Thank you, you young rapscallion, but what would Jennifer say if she heard you talking to your old aunt like that?"

Jack shrugged. "Well, she would probably say something like. 'Bad Nephew! How dare you flirt with your smoking-hot aunt like that? I mean, I know she's got that awesome little body, and I simply cannot believe that she is as old as you claim she is. She looks twenty! Not that forty two is old. Why, some women are at their sexual prime at..."

"Jack, stop! You're making me blush." She was fanning herself, but it was too dark to tell if her claim was true. "And you really shouldn't talk about me that way."

"Oh, that's not me. You asked what Jennifer would say." Jack replied innocently.

"That is NOT what Jennifer would say."

"Wanna bet?"

"You're just saying all that to get back at me for pulling your shorts down, aren't you?" she accused.

"No, but if telling the truth has a fringe benefit of embarrassing you as partial payback - and I mean a little, teeny part â€" for the grave public shame that was visited on me this afternoon, then all the better."

Cindy snorted. "The only one who saw anything was me, and believe me, I've paid enough already."

From his earlier conversation wit Jennifer, Jack knew what she was implying but said, "Hey! That's mean! What, has the sight given you walking nightmares or something?"

"Ha, just the opposite, I can't... oh me and my big mouth. Never mind! Let's go back. Those two have enough of a head start."

"Okay," the silently, Hey, Jen?

Yes, dearest?

Is Cindy okay?

I need a more sexual reason... ah, no I don't either, do I? I told you all she would be able to think about is large cocks, and what she would like you, or more correctly someone just like you who isn't her nephew, to do with that equipment.

Oh, yeah.

However, while there have been moments that she truly would have considered jumping your bones if you happened to be around, as I also indicated earlier, she really isn't quite up to breaking the taboo of incest, even with her hot, non-blood-relation and now obviously well-hung nephew.

I understand. I'm not really, either. It's fun to flirt a little, though, but I guess in this case that's just fanning her flames higher with no extinguisher in sight.

True, although she's a big girl. She can handle it, as long as you aren't too over-the-top.

They had walked down the beach a little ways in silence while Jack conversed with Jennifer. As they left the pool of light projected onto the sand around the ice cream shop Jack broke out the flashlight and broke the silence. "Sorry if I went too far."

He could sense her shrug. "Oh, you didn't, Jack." She sighed. "It's just that it's been so long, since, well, you know. And to have such a graphic reminder literally exposed in front of your nose, well... my own fault, though. It is nice to hear from someone that I'm still attractive, even if it is only from my nephew."

"Only?" Jack said in mock offense.

"Well, it would be nice to hear from someone who I can actually go on a date with. You know, a real date." She continued in a low mutter that Jack barely heard over the surf, "With a guy who could give me some of what Jennifer's getting without committing incest. Lucky bitch."

He laughed in shock at her actually speaking what was going on in her mind. "Cindy!"

"Oh, did I say that out loud? Sorry."

Jack wasn't sure how to respond, so they walked on in silence for a few more moments.

"Would it help to know that Jennifer agrees that you are pretty hot?"

"No! Men!"

"I didn't mean it that way!" as far as you know.