All Chapters of Naughty Genie: Pleasing My Master (Book complete): Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

He hooked his thumbs in his thong and began to pull it down, sliding the lacy pair down her long legs, and feasted his eyes on her. She looked delectable. A thin covering of light brown hair covered her mound, but not enough to obscure the treasure hidden beneath. He could tell already that she was incredibly turned on, as evidence by the glistening look to her lips, and their slightly parted state. He slid in a little closer, bringing his face closer to her inviting slit. As he got closer, the smell of her arousal hit him, an incredibly pungent aroma that beckoned him to dive in deeper. Slowly, he extended his tongue, and used it to tease at her clit to begin the show. "Oh... oh, that feels so nice," moaned Grace as his mouth got to work. He snaked his arms to wrap around her hips, locking her in place against his mouth. For his own part, Stephen just did what felt natural. Despite not having any experience in this depa

"I'm so lucky to be yours, Stephen," she whispered. "Now, please. Please, fuck me." "Your wish is my command," he chuckled, while giving in to his instincts. His hips drew almost all the way out, before crashing back in again like a wave. Grace almost yelped before letting out a lingering moan. "Mmm, yes! Pound me, Stephen!" The steady, forceful rhythm that they had started ensured that each of their bodies worked in unison. Stephen's unending thrusts were met by counter thrusts of her own. Her legs locked him in place, as each heel was firmly rooted against his ass. All he could do was look down and stare at Grace, who looked so beautiful the way she was laying, completely nude, with her light brown hair sprayed out along his pillow, and her tits bouncing up with each one of his thrusts. "You're so beautiful," he panted. "I could never get tired of looking at you." "Yeah? You li

He grabbed her hips and started to meet each thrust of her own with a counter. Due to her wish, he no longer felt the need to cum so pressingly, and he could enjoy their coupling and the sensations it created. Grace was a goner, on the other hand. She hit her first orgasm shortly after, with her hands combing through her long brown hair, and her mouth falling completely open with a loud moan. "Oh, yes, STEPHEN.. oh Stephen, I'm CUMMING!" She squealed, stiffening at first, and then riding out the wave. Stephen felt the sudden onset of her juices coating his lower half, loving the feel of the slick and warm wetness that pulsed out of her body. Grace wasn't down for very long until she started to repeat her piston like riding against him. Stephen was determined to meet every single thrust with one hard one of his own, eventually using his hands against her ass to hold her in place and let him pound the next orgasm out of he

"So, boyfriend," she started, with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, "when do I get to sample your personal french fry again?" She gave a little wink after slipping another fry past her lips. "After we're done eating? How about that?" He chuckled. "Okay, goodie! Don't try to wiggle your way out of this one, mister. This was a condition to get your dinner," she gave him a stern look before breaking into a fit of giggles. "I wouldn't dream of it," he said, holding up his hand in the traditional Scout's pledge. They continued their playful eating, which at some point, divulged into a miniature food fight whenever Stephen launched a fry in her direction. Grace, mocking a shocked look on her face with her mouth wide open, launched back two fries as a response. Of course, things escalated from there, until Grace was using her powers to launch fries without her hands. "Okay, I surrender

"The more I get to know you, the more you surprise me, Stephen Willow," said Grace, watching him leaf through the packet. "Why's that babe?" "You know the vast majority of people would have just taken the easy way out, and wished for the better body right now. Yet, you didn't. I'm still trying to figure out why." Stephen set the pamphlet down on the table and sat on his bed. He motioned for Grace to come over, too, and she softly slipped into his lap, straddling him. "I thought about it. I really did. It would be so easy, and effortless. But then I started to think. And words that my Grandpa told me a long time ago started to ring in my head. He said, 'Nothing worth having in life comes easy.' He's right, though Grace. What would that do to me, or to my character, if I just started wishing all my problems away? Nothing good, I would say. Life would become too easy, and I'd be too complacent, and turn