Three wishes for anything I want and I used it to secure my future. Financially and opportunity wise I was set, so with two wishes down I made the choice to fix my personal life with the third.
When I wished to be attractive I never expected this. When I wished to turn heads and have people approach me, have people want me, I never expected that damn genie would turn me into her.
The reflection in the mirror is undeniably gorgeous. She is beautiful and engaging. She is everything I could ever possibly want in a woman.
The only problem is this woman is me.
And this woman has urges and appetites. This woman wants everything she can take. This woman won’t be satisfied until she has her pleasure.
My roommate is handsome and strong. He’s not good with the ladies but he doesn’t have to be to impress me. All I want from him is what is between his legs. All I need is the pleasure he can offer me.
Every last drop of it. All that I can take.
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Pressing my hands against his firm chest I pushed back and look him square in his engagingly blue eyes. I looked at him and I saw the truth of how he looked at me and I felt it pressing against me as well. Thick and unyielding.
“I want you,” I told him truthfully, “I fucking need you.”
“I need you too baby,” he said to me, “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
Those words sent a thrill in me, more than anything else. They made me feel complete and made me feel accepted. They made me feel like maybe I could make it through this year without having to worry or wonder about who I was.
And I wanted to show him how thankful I was. I wanted to embrace this new me fully and so I slipped off of him and slipped to my knees by his feet.
I reached for him, fumbling even with fingers that felt nimble and quick as I tugged his pants open and pulled them down.
And then he was released for me, standing up strong and proud and throbbing with need and he was in my hands and he was hot and I wanted to do it. I wanted to taste him.
Ducking forward to press my lips against his cock, feeling him throb as I held him and as I slipped up to take him inside of me, feeling him grow as a low moan escaped his lips.
This was the pinnacle of inexperience, for the both of us. I have no idea what I was doing and no idea if I was doing a good job but I figured that enthusiasm would make up for experience.
It seemed to be doing just that, his moans and this throbbing cock evidence that he was enjoying what I was doing for him. I stroked him while I sucked on him, pressing my tongue against the bottom of his head and then slipping forward to take him more fully inside of me.
I bobbed on his cock, servicing him as I turned my eyes up to his face. He locked eyes with me, lust in both of them and then his head fell back and he cried out a moan and a heady whisper of yes.
His hands were on me then, holding my head steady as he thrust forward into my face. He filled me with himself, pushing his cock deeper and deeper with each of his powerful thrusts.
I felt it, the rush inside of me that I had felt when I had those fingers inside of me. That bubbling that led to explosions that led to a tingling in my fingertips.
I loved this. I truly did.
Being here for him and having him take me like this set off a fire in me that wouldn’t be quenched, that would require far more fuel.