Time Out of Time

The djinn surprised her by picking her up bodily and, shifting so that she could sit one the edge of the bed, sat Tammy down on her lap, facing her, her legs spread on either side.

"This way," she said, her voice husky now, "we can do this together."

Her hands reached out for Tammy's mounds, cupping them gently. Tammy in turn lifted the djinn's boobs, fondled them as if they were the most precious things in the world. Maybe they were, right then. Without letting go, the djinn leaned in and began to kiss the girl again.

Tammy felt her world catch fire. The djinn's lips were feeding a passion the girl had been unaware of, satisfying a need she had never known.

She leaned into the kiss, felt her world fill with soft lips, shapely breasts and strong, knowing hands. Tammy cried out with surprise and joy as the djinn softly thumbed her nipples.

Her cries grew louder as one of the djinn's hands slid down between Tammy's legs. It stroked tantalizingly along Tammy's lips. The girl broke away from the kiss, gasping for breath. Without letting go of the djinn's breasts, she leaned forward, rested her head on its shoulder and lay there panting.

The finger slid deeper into Tammy's wetness and the girl moaned softly.

"Don't stop," she whispered. "Please. Please don't stop."

The djinn's finger probed deeper still, entered the girl's opening, swirled and tenderly danced within her. Still clinging to the other's bosom, Tammy began to roll her hips against the finger. She could feel the other's hot breath on her shoulder as the creature too began to pant as she continued to squeeze and stroke.

The djinn shifted, picked up the girl and carried her to the centre of the bed. She laid the girl on her side, spun on her knees and came down beside her in a soixante-neuf position.

Tammy's world was filled by the djinn's bouquet. Heavy, entrancing, it was more than the familiar female scent Tammy knew from herself, bearing overtones of some subtle spice, exotic and rare. The girl brought out a finger and, for the first time, stroked another's labia.

The djinn almost growled before leaning in to Tammy's own flower. The girl shivered at the first kiss on her own sex, shook as the tip of the djinn's tongue worked its way slowly along her lips, teasing playfully, up to Tammy's hidden button.

Alive, tingling from head to foot, Tammy leaned in and began to tongue the slick folds in front of her with broad, sweeping strokes. She began to moan almost continuously as long fingers parted her own lips, penetrated again, stroked her G-spot.

Feeling her orgasm building, the girl sucked the djinn's bud between her lips, felt the tall body begin to shake and quiver as her tongue-tip lashed the swollen pleasure spot with growing confidence and speed.

The djinn gently nipped the girl's clit with her teeth. A ball of incandescent joy burst in Tammy's loins, rebounded and echoed through her entire body. Under her mouth, the djinn's body twisted, heaved; their cries mingled, bursting throughout the palace.

Exhausted, the girl's head fell away. She let herself be shifted, let her head rest on the djinn's shoulder as the aftershocks rumbled through her. A strong arm held her close.

"Wow," she breathed at last.

"Thank you, Mistress." came the gentle reply. "You were wonderful."

Her eyes closed, Tammy trailed a finger along the djinn's flank.

"How?"

"How, Mistress?"

"The changing shapes," Tammy said. "How does it feel? I mean, does it feel better in one form or the other?"

"I was rather happy with this one just now," the djinn chuckled in a low voice.

"But... if you can switch..." Tammy paused in thought. "I'm not sure what I'm trying to say."

"Which do I prefer? Which do my lovers prefer?"

"Yes. Maybe the second. No, both."

"I like them both," came the reply. "Different, but both have their strong points. As to the other, I suppose it's up to their tastes.

"I wish I could try it sometime," Tammy sighed, thinking about what it would like being a man for a little while, just to experiment.

"As you wish, Tammy," came Brian's deep voice, inches from her ear.

The girl gave a small shriek, rolled away, tried to take the sheet with her, missed. She crouched, just out of his reach, her heart pounding. She found herself unable to speak.

The djinn -- now definitely, absolutely, utterly male -- raised one hand again in greeting.

"Hi, again."

He stretched out his hand towards her, as if in invitation. Tammy gathered the sheet into a ball, held it in front of her as a shield.

There was a look of curiosity on his face. One of his hands motioned his body. "You did say you wanted this, didn't you?"

Brian was naked, his body muscular without the grotesquely excessive build of the third djinn. Tammy realized that his was the first hairless male body she'd ever seen. His circumcised manhood was half-erect and even that was substantial. He smiled and Tammy was again struck by the whiteness of his perfect teeth. Despite her shock, she had to admit that he was, well, yes, gorgeous.

"Didn't you?" he repeated, softly.

"I..." she stammered. "Yes, but..." She blinked her eyes in confusion.

And she was lying in his arms, her head on his   shoulder now. His head was turned towards her, his eyes inches from hers.

"Didn't you?" he repeated for a third time.

He rolled onto Tammy. Careful to keep his hands away from the girl, he lowered his lips onto hers in a light kiss. His tongue swept gently over her lips and, to her surprise, the girl found herself opening her own lips to him.

Slowly, with the level of gentleness one might use petting a new-born kitten, his tongue swept over her teeth. She opened, met his tongue with hers. The tips touched, danced, lingered.

Her nose filled with his masculine odor, again overlaid with distant spice, and she felt her body react to it.

Tammy's hand swept along his jaw, behind his head and tried to pull him down to her. He resisted, just momentarily.

"Didn't you?" he whispered a fourth time, a gentle smile on his face.

She laughed this time, open in her delight. Their lips met and the kiss was no longer gentle. Brian's lips were loving but demanding; the girl delighted in strength so tenderly expressed.

She felt his hand on her face, her neck, down her shoulder, along her arm. Trailing off her fingers, it slid to her hip, traced the crest of her pelvis before moving upwards over her skin.

Tammy's arousal came hammering back as his palm captured her breast, squeezed gently. She tried to reach his sex, was disappointed to find him lying on it. Instead, the girl began to stroke his back - firm strokes with her palms as her hands swept up his back, lightly scratching with her nails as they moved back down towards his hard buttocks.

The djinn's fingers played with her nipples, rolling, pulling gently and the girl moaned in her pleasure. She felt her labia swell again in anticipation -- and invitation.

Her hands came off his back, met on his chest. She shoved, tried to push him up, away, off.

"I want to see!" she cried happily. "I want to see all of you, Brian!"

The djinn laughed, rolled away. Lying on his side, facing her, he propped his head up on one arm.

"I exist to please you, Mistress." he said. She looked up at his face to see him grinning. Her eyes moved back to the tall body laid out for her inspection.

He was, she knew, the most magnificent man she had ever seen, his body tanned, fit, perfectly-proportioned. His cock -- she could only think of it by that term -- was now fully erect and the girl was suddenly struck with doubt. It seemed to her to be very long, very thick, very...

Fascinating. She found herself blushing as the word came into her mind. Even so, she continued to stare at it, entranced as any bird watching a slowly-approaching serpent.

"Go ahead."

Brian's deep voice broke the enchantment, but her eyes were still unable to turn from it, look at his.

"Go ahead," he said again. "It's yours, too."

"Mine?"

"Like these are mine," he laughed gently, one hand reaching out to play with her breasts. She shivered at his expert touch, felt a wetness on her thighs. Tentatively, she reached out with one hand. Her fingers stopped just short.

Brian pinched one nipple gently. She squirmed in surprise, then moved her hand forward to clutch his shaft.

She was surprised at its warmth and hardness, dismayed to find that her fingers would not go all the way around its girth. No,   she suddenly thought. I can't. This would rip me in half. 

The thought didn't stop her from stroking it, running her fingers over its satiny skin. She looked up to see him smiling with pleasure.

Brian's hands closed over her breasts, molded them in his palms. In spite of her anxiety, the girl felt her body react. There was a weight in her belly; her breasts felt swollen. Automatically, she tightened her grip on his rod, moved her hand, began sliding the silky-soft skin back and forth over its oaken core.

One of his hands left her breast, slid down her chest, between her legs and into her sex. She closed her eyes, focused on the excitement it brought as it slid deeper, pulled out to slide ever so slowly over her swollen clit. This was so different, so... no, not better, but...

But.

Opening her eyes to stare again at his heavy member, she felt dread growing within her, begin to wrestle with desire. There was only one way forward and she feared it as much as she yearned for it.

"You can, you know." Brian's voice was soft, caring.

Her eyes popped up to his. Can he read minds, too?

The bull voice boomed with laughter.

"Of course not!" he grinned. "It's the look in your eyes, Tammy!"

Still gently stroking her slippery nubbin with one hand, his other came up, lifted her chin until she met his eyes.

"It isn't hard to guess what you are thinking," he murmured. "It'll be OK. I promise."

Her eyes dropped again the djinn's cock. It was longer than her foot, its head taut with his need.

"How?" she whispered, pure fear now filling her breast. She shook her head. "No."

"No?"

She stopped stroking his length, squeezed it hard, looked up at him. "I'm sorry, Brian. I want it. I want you, I want this   but I don't think it... I just wish..."

On the brink of tears again, she could suddenly feel  the djinn's smile.

"Who am I?" he said, very gently.

He picked the girl up bodily, swung her like a small child's doll, stood her on her feet, facing the bed. Standing behind her, an arm around her waist, the djinn bent forward himself, pressing her torso down onto the bedding. She felt his hands grasp her hips, pulling her to her feet. His foot slid between hers, pressed them apart. There was a soft, blunt probing against her womanhood.

She felt his hand slid between them, seize his cock. His spongy head slid up and down between her lower lips, coating it with her slippery dew.

Even though the young woman feared its size, she yearned for it, felt a greedy hollowness within, an emptiness needing to be filled.

Brian's hands were both back on her hips, pulling her towards him as his hips pushed forward. His aim was good, but the girl felt herself tense up at his size.

The djinn stopped pushing, but kept himself pressed against her opening. "Relax," he said. "You can do this."

Tammy tried, tried to focus on... Yes!   the clear joy on the lamp-woman's face. She took a deep, deep breath, held it, let it out slowly, relaxing her entire abdomen as she did. She felt her body sag just a little, but Brian's firm grip on her cheeks kept her steady as he again pushed into her. She blinked.

And he was in. His bulbous head, at least.

And, yes, there was pain. A little. The djinn waited patiently, sensing her body's apprehension. Tammy again willed herself to relax, felt the pain subside. With that, Brian's strong arms pulled the slight girl back onto him, slowly but irresistibly. It seemed to her to take forever, an endless penetration into her depths, as welcome as it was total. She breathed only when his full length finally filled her.

Again, there was a sudden spasm of pain, swiftly passing, to be replaced by an overwhelming feeling of pride, of pleasure, of being filled as she had never could have imagined, a feeling of complete surrender to the bliss it brought her.

The cock within her twitched, but Brian stood still behind her, waiting. She could feel his balls against her cheeks, his bent knees between her legs.

"Oh god," she whispered. "I wouldn't..."

"Wouldn't what?" he asked, squeezing her hips with his hands.

"I didn't think I could," she said. Closing her eyes, taking the initiative, she eased herself forward, just a little, then back, feeling his hardness shift inside her soft and stretched sheath. She took another deep breath.

"Brian?"

"Yes?"

"I'm good -- do it. Do it now."

Silently, the djinn began to slowly withdraw from her. It seemed to the girl that every nerve in her distended pussy was applauding every millimeter of movement. The pleasure redoubled as he began pushing in again, still slowly, careful not to hurt her.

She blinked again and there was no pain now, could never again be pain with him as her lover. "You can go faster," she said softly. "I'm OK."

The djinn took her at her word, began to plunge into the girl, faster and faster, his fingers sunk deeply into her hips.

Tammy raised herself on her toes, pushed back at each of his thrusts, laughed at the sound of their flesh colliding. Excitement blazed within her, fanned white-hot with each push of the djinn's oversized cock.

She heard herself crying with joy, louder and louder with each thrust, felt her face lift to the ceiling, felt tears of joy in her eyes as Brian began to rumble behind her in his own need.

Then her orgasm shone like a knife-edge, like the rim of a full moon rising into a starless sky -- sharp, clean-edged, brilliant. The girl roared her delight, felt the cock within her begin to pulse and shudder as the djinn too took his pleasure.

The two stood there for a long minute, panting. Tammy felt the djinn's hands relax a little, lowered her head to rest on the bed beneath her.

She felt a gentle hand caress her buttock, move softly over her lower back.

"Any more wishes, Mistress?" he whispered.

"I wish to wake up here with you beside me," she whispered back.

"I exist to serve, Tammy," he replied and she could hear the tenderness in his voice.

His arms came around her waist in a sweet hug and the girl realized that, no matter what was happening outside this place, there was enough time within.

It was enough for her now. For the first time in months, the girl's dreams came with smiles.

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Bronze cooled slowly in the darkness of the store, moving through time on its own time again. The couple etched onto its top slept now, spooning, the man's loving hand cupped over a small breast.

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