The Perfect Species
By Mythical Traveller



There they are. The middle-aged manager said, gesturing to the cutting tools on the 
desk across the room.

Thanks. Kurt responded with a smile.

If theres anything else you need, just ask one of the girls and theyll help you out. 
The manager said as he left the large workshop to go about his own business, closing 
the door behind him. When he was gone, Kurt turned to where the man had been 
standing and chuckled to himself. The managers friendliness had been both 
unexpected and refreshing. He didnt know why hed been so nervous about coming 
to the Wellesville Jewellers to do some work. No, that wasnt true. He DID know 
why he was nervous, but it was a silly, silly reason.

Nearly two years of working as an apprentice jeweller under old man Adler had taken 
their toll on Kurt Foley. Adler came from that generation that believed young people 
were lumps of metal that needed to be beaten into the right shape. In Adlers case, that 
meant constant berating of Kurt and everything he did. Kurt often wondered if the 
way his employer treated him was even legal these days. It only took a month of 
working for the cantankerous old bastard to make Kurt seriously re-evaluate his 
choice of career. As it was, Kurt felt like he was on the brink of quitting, but he 
certainly would have quit long ago if the pay hadnt been so reasonable.

Kurt sat down and placed the fist-sized jewellery box hed bought with him on the 
desk. He opened it to reveal the exquisite gem Mrs.Deveraux had bought in to Adlers 
Jewellery four days ago. It was a diamond about three-quarters of an inch in diameter. 
On first glance the gem appeared to be perfectly spherical, but its shape was actually 
made by thousands of tiny cuts. Kurt had never seen such workmanship. It almost 
seemed a shame to honour Mrs.Deverauxs request to cut the gem down, so it could 
be placed in a brooch. Kurt sighed as he remembered that the customer is always 
right.

As flawless as it seemed Kurt had serious doubts about the gem being a true diamond. 
When seen under a magnifier, all the light the gem refracted had a peculiar turquoise 
tinge the likes of which Kurt had never seen before. Even more peculiar was that the 
cutting tools in Adlers Jewellery couldnt make a dent in the gem. In fact, the tools 
had been ruined by Kurts attempts. Of course, old man Adler launched a barrage of 
abusive criticism at Kurt upon discovering the state of his tools. Adler was adamant 
that the damage had been caused by ineptness on Kurt's part, no matter how much 
Kurt insisted that the gem was unusually strong. The old man examined the gem 
himself, but spoke nothing of his findings.

That night, Kurt posted magnified photos of the gem on the jewelers.net website 
(Thats right! Even jewellers have their own forum community!), seeking answers. 
The responses he received generally agreed that there was something odd about the 
turquoise tinge and the gems strength, but nobody could explain these features.

Determined to prove the asshole Adler wrong, and clear his name, Kurt made a few 
phone calls and discovered that the large Jewellery Store in Wellesville possessed 
extra-strong gem cutting tools. The manager of the store was more than happy to 
allow Kurt to come over and use their tools. The 140-mile round trip would be worth 
it if he got to prove Adler wrong.

Kurt placed the gem under the desks magnifier and, with a deep breath, cast all bitter 
thoughts about the old man from his mind. He needed to concentrate. He scored the 
surface of the gem with painstaking care, preparing it for his first cut. Then he placed 
the sharp blade of the nearby jewellers chisel on the score mark and gave it a strong 
tap with the mallet.

A bright blue flash surged from the diamond, momentarily blinding Kurt. It was 
accompanied by a sound not unlike that of a gas burner igniting, only much louder.

What the fuck was that? an edgy Kurt asked himself as he tried to restore his 
eyesight by blinking repeatedly.

When his eyesight did return to normal a few seconds later, the first thing Kurt did 
was check the diamond. Not only had it been cut, but it had been cut precisely the 
way Kurt had intended.

Shows what you know, you old bastard! Kurt chuckled to himself. It was only now 
that Kurt spied something out of the corner of his eye. He turned slowly to find a 
young woman standing a few feet to his right. And what a woman! The first thought 
that came to Kurts mind was that this was the most gorgeous creature that he had 
ever seen! She was around five-eleven or six feet tall and looked as if she was in her 
early twenties. Her slightly-longer-than-shoulder-length hair was jet black, and 
perfectly framed her beautiful Mediterranean-looking face. Her eyes were as blue as 
the ocean, each lined by long dark lashes.

Her most noticeable feature was her clothing. It could best be described as a skimpy 
bikini done in the style of a harem-dress. Only her most private regions were hidden 
from view. Two small triangles of turquoise silk completely covered her nipples, but 
concealed nothing of the shape of her luscious D-cup breasts. Her captivating 
mammaries sat firmly on her chest, sat, not hung. There was only the slightest fold at 
the base of the lovely orbs, and they were clearly given no artificial support by the 
skimpy bra. Another, larger, triangular piece of turquoise silk covered the lower half 
of the womans mons, and tapered into a thin strip that dove between her legs and hid 
her valley of pleasures from wanton eyes. Behind her, a semi-transparent veil trailed 
behind her from just above her butt. The entire outfit was held together by nothing 
more than thin cords of gold.

Her legs were long, slender, and looked as if not a single hair had ever grown from 
their smooth surface. There was not a blemish to be seen on her tanned skin.
The extraordinary beauty stood with hands on her hips, staring at Kurt with a friendly 
smile on her face. She had an air of childlike innocence, but also of confidence and 
maturity usually only seen in older women.

Something in the back of Kurts mind told him to be polite and greet the woman, but 
the sight of her perfect, exposed flesh was so distracting, all Kurt could manage to get 
out was the word Um. Although he did manage to get it out about a dozen times, 
so what his speech lacked in eloquence, it gained in duration.

Greetings, Master. The young woman replied in a velvety voice, as if shed 
understood the intended meaning of Kurts mutterings. She bowed her head, 
respectfully and then smiled slightly wider, almost as if shed been waiting her whole 
life to say those words.

IIm sorry What did you say? Kurt asked, mystified.

Greetings, Master. The beauty repeated eagerly, as if there was nothing at all odd 
about the question.

Kurt sat with his head in his hand, his mouth hanging wide open as if it were patiently 
waiting for his brain to ship out its next sentence. What little of his mind wasnt 
mentally removing those small pieces of silk from her body was racing for an 
explanation. The only thing he could think of was that this was some sort of prank. 
But Kurt didnt have any wild friends, so who wouldve organised something like 
this? There mustve been some mistake!

Look I dont work here Kurt explained, sheepishly, So if this is some kind 
of gag between the staff here The mysterious woman stared at him quizzically, as 
if she had no idea what he was talking about. Kurt watched the woman, waiting for 
her to make then next move, but after a while, it became apparent that she was content 
to just stand there and smile at him.

Excuse me, Mr.Foley One of the young receptionist girls announced herself as 
she opened the door. I was just wondering if you would like a cup of Oh! The 
timid blonde receptionist became quite flustered upon noticing the strange woman, 
and her even stranger lack of modesty. Forgive me I didnt know that you had 
company! The receptionist said, as she stepped back out of the room and closed the 
door behind her so quickly that poor Kurt didnt have time to say a single word in his 
own defence.

Oh, Jeez a very embarrassed Kurt winced as he buried his face in his hands.

Is something the matter, master?, The mysterious woman asked with concern, Is 
there anything I can do for you?

Im sorry, but who are you? What are you doing here? Kurt asked assertively. 
Despite his frustration, his tone was still polite. In the back of his mind, Kurt hoped 
that if he minded his manners, he might have a chance with the extraordinary beauty.

I am your devoted servant, master. My name is Marella, and I am here because you 
set me free. The beauty explained.

What do you mean, I set you free? Kurt asked. Marella looked surprised by his 
question.

You broke my magical prison, master and released me. As such I am ever yours to 
command.

Magical prison riiiight! Kurt repeated sarcastically, nodding his head while 
silently asking the woman with his eyes just how stupid she thought he was.

Yes, master. Marella confirmed, still getting the impression that her master did not 
understand the situation, for some unknown reason. This magical prison, which you 
have broken As she spoke the two parts of the diamond that Kurt had cut levitated 
off the desk and towards Marella. They came to a gentle halt levitating two inches 
above her outstretched hand.

HOLY SHIT! Kurt exclaimed in alarm as he fell off his chair.

Are you alright, master? Marella asked with concern as she took a couple steps 
towards Kurt, seeming to forget all about the diamond segments and letting them drop 
to the floor. Kurt felt an unseen force lifting him up from under his arms and buttocks. 
In a couple of seconds he was standing upright. The pain in his right butt cheek faded 
away almost instantaneously. I sense no injuries in you, master. Marella stated as 
she looked him over. You should be fine. She smiled. Kurt simply stared at her with 
his jaw sinking towards his toes.

What are you? Kurt eventually asked. Marella raised her eyebrows, wondering why 
her master was still did not understand.

I am your servant, master.

Yes, but what Kurt began loudly, but stopped himself realising that if he kept 
asking the same question, he would keep getting the same answer. By now, he had 
dispensed with the pleasantries. Can I still think about sleeping with this thing, 
now? he asked himself. YES! YES! FUCK, YES! The surprisingly adamant voice 
of his libido replied from the back of his mind. After thinking the situation over, Kurt 
seemed to have found an answer to his own question. An incredible one, maybe, but 
an answer nonetheless.

Are you a genie? He asked. It all made sense, at least as much as talking to a genie 
can make sense. She called him master, she had magical powers, shed been 
imprisoned and then freed. Even her clothes were like an extremely risque take on 
what Barbara Eden wore in I Dream of Jeannie.

Gee-nee? What is that, master? Marella inquired.

You know, a genie? They grant wishes and they, Kurt folded his arms and 
blinked, as Jeannie often did in the old sitcom, You know? And they live in lamps 
and bottles But you lived in a diamond, didnt you? Kurt remembered, shooting 
down his own theory. Marella seemed quite interested in what Kurt was saying.

I dont know of any gee-nee, master, but I am more than willing to grant your 
wishes! She declared happily.

Really?

Yes, master.

So, what, I get three wishes? Kurt asked.

I am your servant forevermore, master. I will honour as many wishes as you care to 
make She answered hesitantly, as if she was not sure she understood the question.

Unlimited Wishes! Kurt thought to himself. With the realisation of this incredible 
power, a wish that Kurt had secretly held for so long came barrelling through his mind 
and out his mouth before he even realised what he was saying. 

I wish that old man Adler was mute!

Despite his incredible hatred for the old bastard, Kurt could not bring himself to wish 
the death of another human being. At least this way the angry old jeweller would 
never again hurt anyone with his barbed words.

Marella closed her eyes and for a brief moment Kurt could feel her probing his mind, 
trying to identify who or what Adler was. Then suddenly her eyes fluttered open and 
a look of sorrow crossed her face.

This Adler creature is horrible, master! She exclaimed. Im sorry master, but I do 
not posses the power to grant your wish. My magic cannot alter another life-force, or 
the physical form it inhabits. Marella lamented.

Oh Kurt responded, a little surprised.

But I can help you in other ways. Marella assured him, as if trying to atone for her 
failings, You keep company with the Adler only because of the wealth he can offer 
you, yes? I can provide you with wealth, so that you need not suffer the Adlers 
presence ever again! Marella smiled proudly as she cupped her hands together. With 
a flash of blue light they were instantly filled with gems of all types and sizes. 
Running a quick eye over the precious stones, Kurt estimated that Marella held about 
five million dollars worth of jewels in her hands. Then he suddenly remembered he 
was in a jewellery store.

Get rid of those!, He snapped in a hushed voice, If anyone sees us with those, 
theyll think were stealing them!

Im sorry, master Marella apologised, as the pile of gems disappeared in a poof of 
light blue smoke. I had no intention of causing a problem for you. A look of sadness 
crossed the beautys face.

I know, I know Kurt replied in frustration, I know you didnt mean any harm 
I need some time to get a handle on this whole thing. Its gonna be hard enough 
trying to explain what youre doing back here if the manager sees you.. Big jewellery 
stores tended to frown on unexpected guests being in their staff-only areas. Kurt had 
had to verify that he was indeed a fellow jeweller before they allowed him into their 
workshop. Some how, I have to sneak you out of here without anyone else noticing. 
The young receptionist who had seen Marella could be a problem, but it had been 
several minutes since shed walked in on them and no-one had come in since. It 
seemed likely that the receptionist had decided not to mention what shed seen to the 
rest of the staff. Perhaps she had been too embarrassed?

If you would like, master, I can transport myself magically to other places. I can also 
become invisible and walk past other people without them knowing. Marella offered.

Thats handy. Kurt commented. Marellas smile returned to her upon see in her 
master was pleased. All right, transport yourself out to my car. Its in the parking lot 
behind this building. Ill be out as soon as I can he commanded.

Car? Marella responded, with a puzzled look. Kurt was about to give her a concise 
description of his silver Ford falcon when he suddenly felt Marella probing his mind 
again. Oh! You mean your iron carriage! As you please, master. She smiled and 
bowed her head before disappearing from the room with a bright blue flash, much the 
same way as shed first appeared.

Kurt let out a deep sigh. He was finally alone again and had a chance think about the 
situation undisturbed. A sparkle on the floor drew his eyes to the two segments of the 
magical diamond, that still rested where Marella had dropped them. As he retrieved 
them he remembered that he had come here to do a job and for a brief moment 
considered finishing his task. But he quickly decided against it. Diamond cutting was 
very precise work. There was no way he could give his task the concentration it 
required with thoughts about his new friend buzzing about his brain. He placed the 
two pieces of the diamond back in the box from whence they came, did a quick 
mental check that he had not left anything else of his in the room and then headed for 
the door.

As he marched through the front of the store he informed the manager that he had 
received a call on his cell about a family emergency. He thanked the manager for his 
hospitality before walking out the front door. As he made his way around the side of 
the building, he began to worry that Marella might not have followed his instructions 
properly. To his relief, he could see her sitting in his car as he entered the parking lot, 
although she was sitting in the drivers seat. He shook his head as he contemplated the 
thought of a woman, who didnt know what a car was two minutes ago, driving the 
70-mile trip home. As he neared the car, he made a scoot over sign with his hands 
and Marella seemed to understand. Although instead of awkwardly negotiating the 
gear stick and handbrake, Marella simply teleported herself into the passenger seat 
with another blue flash. I hope that doesnt damage the onboard computer. Kurt 
thought to himself. He used his key remote to unlock the doors, then briskly opened 
the door and climbed into the drivers seat.

After closing the door more forcefully than usual, Kurt exhaled a deep breath as he 
silently told himself to calm down.

You appear a little agitated, master. Marella observed, Is there something I can 
assist you with?

No Thank you, Marella. Kurt replied, distantly.

In that case, would you like me to calm you? She offered with a kind smile.

Kurt had misgivings about what she meant specifically, but it was an appealing offer, 
nonetheless.

Alright. He agreed.

Very well. If you would just turn towards your door, master

Kurt did as Marella requested and turned his back to her. The beautiful creature 
placed her hands on the center of his back and began to tenderly rub it through his 
shirt. Kurt had never had a back massage before, but he found himself doubting that 
any human could perform one as good as Marella. It was if she had managed to tap 
into a node of stress the instant she laid her hands on him, and had drained it all out of 
his body in just a couple of seconds. As her hands crept up to his shoulders and neck, 
A warm sense of pleasantness began to radiate throughout Kurts body. As he ogled 
her luscious form with his minds eye, he began to ponder the extent of physical 
pleasure this creature was capable of bestowing, and let his imagination run wild.

Was that satisfactory, master? Marella asked as she lifted her hands from his body.

That was amazing! Kurt blurted, as he turned around.

I could probably achieve a better result if you were to remove your torso garment

That wont be necessary. He smiled as he inserted his keys in the ignition and 
started the engine. As tempted as he was to have Marellas hands rolling over his bare 
skin (and he was very tempted), he wanted to get Marella somewhere private so he 
could collect his thoughts.

For most of the trip, the car was filled with an awkward silence. At least it was 
awkward for Kurt, Marella seemed quite content. She only spoke when spoken to, but 
she seemed incredibly curious. Her gaze bounced to and fro, as she took in every 
ordinary thing they passed; power lines, traffic lights, a train they passed, even cows 
grazing in the fields and flocks of birds flying overhead. At first, Kurt found Marellas 
motions a little distracting, but he began to appreciate her fascination with this 
modern world when he pondered how long she had been trapped in that diamond. 
When Kurt questioned her about her imprisonment, her response lead Kurt to believe 
that she had never set foot on earth before. Every now and then he would ask her 
questions about herself, trying to deduce what kind of creature she was and where 
shed come from. He was none the wiser by the time hed pulled in to the parking lot 
outside his small apartment building.

Kurt looked around to make sure that no one was watching and then he commanded 
Marella to teleport herself into his apartment and wait for him there.

If that is where you are going, too, master, I can save you a trip by transporting us 
both at the same time. Marella suggested.

The idea frightened Kurt a little, but he was more curious than afraid.

Oh, what the hell? Sure! he nodded.

Instantaneously Kurt found himself amongst the familiar surroundings of his own 
living room. He felt a little disoriented, like that sensation you get when an elevator 
youre in starts to move, if you dont ride them very often. Marella was standing just 
off to his right, no further from him now than she had been in the car.

Well that was quick. Well done, Marella. Kurt complimented.

Thank you, master. She smiled broadly. Marella began to look the apartment over, 
keenly eyeing the twenty-first century technology, in particular. So this is your 
home, master? Its very nice! She complimented, sincerely.

Kurt guffawed as he contemplated how meagre the apartment actually was. He didnt 
have many luxury possessions as he had been saving to buy his own house, the same 
reason he was still working for old man Adler. His eyes lit up when he remembered 
that Marellas powers had offered a way out of this situation.

Marella Kurt began in a commanding tone. Marellas gaze shifted attentively to 
her master. I wish for my own house. No! Fuck that! I wish for a mansion! A big 
fucking mansion!

A mansion? Marella responded, looking a bit overwhelmed. Of course, I will be 
happy to comply, master. I will have to conjure it a few bricks at a time, though. I 
should be finished in about four and a half months. Where would you like me to 
construct it? She asked, with a blissful smile.

Four Months? Kurt said, shocked. Cant you just, again he mimicked Barbara 
Edens trademark magic blinking, Boom! Mansion!?

Im afraid not, master. I do not possess the great amount of magical energy necessary 
to conjure an entire mansion at once.

Well, then What can you conjure? Kurt asked, trying to gauge the extent of 
Marellas powers.

Would you care for something to eat? Marella offered with a friendly smile.

Uh, no, thanks Im good. He had picked up some drive-through lunch on his way 
to the jewellery store. He was puzzled and more than a little disappointed by the 
weakness of Marellas powers. All the genie movies & shows hed seen had portrayed 
creatures like Marella as incredibly powerful; able to grant the most extravagant 
wishes in the blink of an eye. Sure, Marella was magical, but her powers seemed little 
more than parlour tricks. She couldnt conjure anything larger than a few bricks? 
What kind of magical servant was she? Although she had shown an ability to 
conjure things of great value, like gems. Kurt realised he could still have his mansion. 
He would just have to buy it with a lot of old-fashioned moolah, instead of magically 
wishing it into existence.

Perhaps something to drink? Marella offered, trying to be helpful.

No thank you, Marella. Kurt politely declined. It was only now that it occurred to 
him that Marella had not eaten or drunk anything since she was freed from the 
diamond. But what about you?, He asked, Are you hungry?

Oh yes, master! I am quite hungry! Marella replied, beaming, as if she was 
delighted the Kurt cared enough to ask.

Well Cant you conjure up some food for yourself? Or do you need my permission 
to do that, or what? Kurt asked, a little puzzled why a being with Marellas powers 
would allow herself to go hungry. Marella shook her head gently and chuckled, which 
surprised Kurt a little. It was the first sign of a sense of humor hed seen in her. 
Marella sat down on the nearby couch as she began to explain.

Master, I am of a different nature to your kind. Unlike yourself, I am sustained by 
the eternal energy of the cosmos. I have no need to ingest and extract chemical energy 
from physical substances. She gazed up at him affectionately, as if she found his 
ignorance cute.

So how can you be hungry if you dont need food? Kurt asked, confused.

Oh, I can still experience hunger, master. Marella replied, her expression turning 
serious as she stretched out along the length of the couch. It is not like hunger for 
your kind; it is not something I can die from. But I can still feel it. If it were to grow 
too strong it would become like torture for me. She said. A look of sympathy grew in 
Kurts eyes. I can feel it now, She continued, It runs through my entire body. A 
playful smile grew on Marellas face as she trailed two fingers lazily up and down her 
shapely, naked thigh. Its not very strong at the moment, but I still feel it flowing 
through me, quietly urging me to quench it.

Then why dont you? Kurt asked, his eyes fixed on the arousing sight of Marella 
caressing her own lovely legs.

Because I cant, master., She answered flatly, Only you can. 

Kurt was caught off guard by this response, silently asking her Who, me?

Yes, master., Marella nodded, My hunger is for sexual contact, and only you can 
quench it.

Kurts jaw almost hit the carpet. His heart rate nearly doubled. Did he hear that right? 
Marella closed her eyes suddenly and a look of delight flashed across her face.

Your touch in the right places, your kiss, contact with your rod, any of these things 
would help to soothe my hunger. To have the valley of my sex filled with your rod 
would quickly satiate my hunger. But to have your seed flow into my body would 
drive the hunger right out of my body and replace it with a lingering sense of 
fulfilment that could last for days. Her hand slithered up her leg and her fingers 
began to trail random patterns across her lower belly and mons.

Kurt could feel things becoming confined in his underpants. His cock was growing 
and becoming hard. 

The ranks of your seed just swelled incredibly, master., Marella continued, I know, 
because I can hear them. Millions of them, thrashing their tails wildly. They call to 
me tease me, almost, by announcing their presence So close, and yet their 
wonderful magic is kept from me. Marella gazed up at Kurt with pleading eyes as 
she continued to touch herself along her heavenly vee. For females of your kind, 
your seed is the spark of life. For me, it is liquid bliss.

Kurt swallowed anxiously as he gazed into Marellas doting blue eyes. The most 
gorgeous woman he had ever seen was coming on to him, leaving no room for 
ambiguity. She wasnt merely offering him the apex of physical pleasure, she was 
begging him to indulge in it!

I really wanna have sex with you! He stammered. Marella grinned, as if this 
response was a very pleasant surprise.

That is wonderful to hear, master! She replied, as she swung her legs deftly onto the 
floor, and stood up. I promise that you will not regret this. She reached behind her 
back and unknotted the two lengths of gold cord securing her flimsy bra to her body. 
As she stepped slowly over towards her consenting master, she lifted the loose bra 
from her body, baring for the first time her tantalising nipples and lovely pink areolas.

Oh Momma! Kurt blurted. He began to quickly fumble with the buttons of his shirt. 
As Marella stepped up to Kurt, she cupped his face between her warm hands and 
kissed him tenderly. Kurt felt her lithe mons brush gently against his crotch and 
Marella purred happily. Then she pressed her womanhood firmly against his trousered 
maleness and moaned in delight.

I can tell that I shall enjoy this very much, master. She smiled. Before Kurt could 
respond, her lips were tangoing with his once again. As every kiss waned, Marella 
would gently suck on one of Kurts lips, before occupying them with yet another 
delicious kiss. Meanwhile, Kurt quickly removed his shirt and began fumbling 
excitedly with his belt. Marella moved her hands down to her hips, to gently tug on 
the loose ends of the cords securing her exotic panties. She kept steadily pulling on 
them until the knots on either side of her hips unravelled and the panties dropped 
quickly to the floor, leaving the beautiful female creature buck naked. Kurt was still 
messing around with his belt buckle when Marella placed her hands around his head 
once more, this time pulling him close to her with a bit more force.

Finally! Kurt thought to himself, as he felt the buckle unlatch amidst the clumsy 
movements of his fingers. He undid his fly and let his pants fall to the floor. Then he 
quickly tended to his undershirt, while he pulled his feet from his shoes without 
unlacing them. The amorous pair had to break off their constant kissing for a spilt 
second while Kurt pulled his undershirt over his head, but they wasted no time in 
starting up again. Marella purred excitedly as she sensed that her masters sex organ 
would soon be filling the empty space within her. She was not wrong. The second 
Kurt had pulled his underwear down, unleashing his rigid manhood, Marella pressed 
her nether regions firmly against Kurt, sandwiching his cock between their two 
bodies. She treated him to an extra-passionate kiss as she rolled her soft, naked and 
utterly hairless mons firmly over the surface of Kurts upright penis. Kurt threw his 
hands around Marellas curvaceous waist, and then tentatively moved them down on 
to Marellas firm buttocks. To some extent, Kurt still could not comprehend that such 
a spectacular beauty was giving herself to a nobody like him, making it feel awkward 
to touch her so intimately. But a large part of him didnt give a fuck about the hows 
and whys, it just wanted to feel-up the ass of the hottest babe he had ever seen.

Marella pulled her hips back after a while, just enough for Kurts manhood to go 
horizontal again and for it to be the slightest distance from her waiting snatch. Then 
Kurt felt the bizarre, yet pleasant sensation of a magical force enveloping his rod, and 
guiding it towards Marellas slick opening as she gently advanced her hips once 
again. The beauty moaned seductively as the solid head of Kurts rod forced itself 
between her nether lips. An intense tingle of delight ran right up Kurts spine as a 
curtain of the most yielding flesh parted softly across the sensitive tip of his maleness.

Half of Kurts shaft had discovered the utopian hold of Marellas sex when he found 
himself stumbling over the armrest of his couch. Somehow, Marella had craftily 
danced him around so that his back was to the couch. As Kurt fell, Marella threw her 
weight forward so that she fell on top of him. The impact of them both landing on the 
couch forced Kurts rod completely into the welcoming fissure of the stunning 
creature. Marellas nether valley fit Kurt like a glove. Her tight flesh squeezed his rod 
pleasurably, without being at all painful. It was almost as if her amazing body had 
been sculptured just to suit him.

Once the erogenous depths of her womanhood had met the pillar through which her 
master could inflict such carnal joy, her self-control went out the window. As the pair 
bounced back after landing on the couch, Marellas sex began to drift away from 
Kurt. She thrust her entire body forcefully against Kurts, sending his maleness 
rocketing back into her center. As she continued to ride Kurt passionately, Marella 
held him down, thrusting her hands onto his shoulders with every couch-rocking 
gyration. Her eyes were closed, her mouth was smiling euphorically, and from her 
luscious lips, a perpetual melody of delighted moans floated through the air.

Kurts eyes were transfixed on Marellas opulent breasts, jiggling right in front of him 
with every thrust of her hips. They were practically begging to be touched. He 
brushed his hands gently over their outer sides, then rolled his thumbs over her 
yielding nipples, Then he reached his fingers across their soft surface and squeezed  
gently at first, but then a bit tighter. They were so wonderfully firm! Without him 
even consciously making them, Kurts hands began to knead and writhe against the 
attractive mounds, almost as if they were making love to them.

Marellas hips gradually found a rhythm, forcing her womanhood on to Kurts cock in 
smoother motions. But just because her gyrations had become less impulsive did not 
mean they were any less insistent. She pressed herself onto him until every inch of his 
maleness was inside of her and his butt had sunk deep into the couch cushion, only to 
release him so she could begin the entire process again. The intensity of her motions 
sent a very clear message; She was not going to stop until Kurt subdued her with an 
earth-shattering orgasm.

Every time she pushed the tender depths of her snatch over his quivering rod, Kurt 
could feel the pressure building. A massive stockpile of semen had collected in his 
cock and it was ready to blow any second now. Marellas merciless affections 
continued even after the first jet of sperm shattered Kurts resistance as it blasted into 
Marellas enticing center. Kurt lost complete control of his faculties as he was lashed 
by waves of incapacitating euphoria. His eyes clenched shut and he cried out in 
delight. His entire cock was buzzing with excruciating pleasure and madly thrusting 
every last drop of his seed into the magical beauty. Every powerful ejaculation sent a 
new wave of pleasure surging through his veins.

Even after her master was orgasming to the point where hed lost all grasp on reality, 
Marella did not stop riding him. Feeling his delectable rod filling her and probing the 
erogenous depths of her womanhood felt so good, so right; she did not want to stop. 
Then, the generous lashings of his seed began to take effect on her. It began as a 
pleasant warmth radiating from her womb, then a tingle. A buzz of delight began to 
radiate out into her body, then all of a sudden she felt herself accelerating 
uncontrollably towards sheer rapture.

OoohAhhh.Ahhh.AAAHHhhhAAAHHH!Oooh ItsAAAHHH!!!! 
AAAHHH!!!! OOOOHHHH!!!! ITTTS WOONNDDEERRRFFUULL!!! She 
screamed as the magical energy imbued within every one of her masters sperm 
unleashed itself upon her in the form of tremendous ecstasy.

As she succumbed to orgasm, Marellas gyrations stopped and she collapsed on her 
master. Still in the grip of his own massive orgasm, Kurt became vaguely aware that 
Marellas ample breasts were now pressing against his face. He absently nuzzled, 
kissed and licked the lovely mounds, before his climax began to wane.


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Kurt opened his eyes and found his gaze met by Marellas. He realised that he 
mustve temporarily blacked out. How long hed been out wasnt clear, but he felt 
exhausted. Marella was smiling contentedly at him and playing with his hair.

Thank you so much, master!, She said in an extremely grateful tone, How every 
can I repay you for such kindness?

Kurt stared at her, at a loss for words. He had just had the best sex of his life with the 
most gorgeous woman he had ever met, and then she acts like she owes him a favour?

As he pondered this exciting revelation about Marellas character, Kurt became aware 
that his (now limp) maleness was still inside Marellas sex, and that she was still 
gyrating her hips against his, albeit with somewhat lazier motions. On second glance, 
he noticed a slight hint of invitation in Marellas gaze, as if she were already trying to 
coax him in to round two. For Kurt, that wasnt going to happen any time in the next 
few minutes.

Ill think of something, Kurt answered, For starters, why dont you give me a 
little three-sixty degree view of that hot little body of yours?

Yes, master. Marella smiled. She climbed off of Kurt and padded a few feet away, 
swaying her shapely ass with each step. Then she placed her hands on her hips, tossed 
her hair over her right shoulder and shot Kurt a sultry glance over her left. Then she 
began to slowly turn, giving Kurt all the time he needed to admire her splendid 
profile. When she turned to face him front-on, Kurt moaned softly in approval. 
Marella sensed that Kurt liked what he saw and so she took a step forward to give 
Kurt a dogs-eye-view of her hairless privates and large breasts. After hed taken in 
that amazing view, Marella turned once again to display her right side in its full, 
naked glory, before turning her lovely ass back to her master. It was such an inspiring 
sight that it prompted Kurt to get off the comfortable couch and step over to the sexy 
creature.

He ran his hand all over one of her firm buttocks and then gave it a tight squeeze. 
Then he stepped around to her front. Marella gazed at him with a friendly expression. 
Kurt ran his hand around the top of her left thigh, then slid it over the vee of her sex 
and across her nether lips. Marella closed her eyes and purred. Kurt began to gently 
rub her womanhood back and forth while slipping a finger a little ways inside. She 
was still roasting hot and incredibly slick.

You have got to be the hottest babe on the planet! Kurt declared with a shudder of 
delight.

Thank you, master! Marella replied with a gracious smile. Kurt looked over her 
body from head to toe, while his mind silently celebrated his amazing situation.

Let me get this straight, Kurt began, You are my servant and you have to do 
what I say?

That is correct, master. Marella nodded.

So if I want to have sex with you, anytime, anywhere?

Oooh! I can tell that we are going to get along wonderfully, master! Marella replied, 
seeming very enthusiastic about having a sexually rich relationship with her master.

Marellas expression of eagerness triggered a profound sense of joy and attraction in 
Kurt. Marella was so wonderful! He needed to take her, now! Without a word, he 
swept her off her feet and carried her into the bedroom. He plonked her down on the 
mattress, then moved up between her legs.

He extended his tongue and brushed it over her labia and clit. Marella shivered in 
delight. Kurt continued upwards, running his tongue over her mons. It was just as 
flawlessly smooth as it looked. Then he nuzzled her navel, while reaching up to knead 
her breasts. Eventually he managed to tear his face away from her slender belly and 
moved to features even more appealing. He began adoring her breasts by planting an 
open mouth kiss on the inner side of one of the orbs. Then he gently pushed the lovely 
mounds together and pressed his face into her cleavage. He teased, nuzzled, kissed 
and suckled her breasts for ages, all the while growing harder and harder. Even when 
his cock was harder than an iron girder and aching to be enveloped in Marellas warm 
folds, he did not enter her. He held out for many minutes, until his craving could no 
longer be ignored. He lifted his face from her luscious mammaries and guided his rod 
into her waiting womanhood. Marella hummed a little sound of delight as Kurt 
inserted the full length of his cock.

Kurt began grinding his hips against Marellas, his motions quickly becoming more 
and more forceful, until his exuberance rivalled that which Marella had exhibited 
earlier. He pressed his lips hungrily against hers in an open mouth kiss and sent his 
tongue in to acquaint itself with hers. Marella let out a repeating chorus of muffled, 
deep-throated moans as Kurts rigid probe incited massive lashings of bliss from her 
erogenous valley with every stroke.  She wrapped her arms around his back and held 
him tightly to her roasting body. One of her hands meandered down to fondle Kurts 
butt.

Kurt was already incredibly horny when he had entered Marellas slick snatch. He 
tried his best to endure the pleasure of her flesh, but it was a battle he could not 
weather for long. As he felt himself succumbing to a raging climax, Kurt pressed 
himself hard against Marellas hips, forcing her ass deep into the mattress. The instant 
his first jet of sperm had launched, Kurt felt Marella clench tightly on his manhood 
and through their ongoing kiss, she screamed in ecstasy. Her body began to writhe 
absently as the sheer delight of orgasm surged through it. Marellas legs hooked 
around Kurts, and she began to caress the backs of his thighs with her calves.

Milliseconds after every quaking ejaculation, Marellas womanhood spasmed tightly 
around Kurts rod and her muffled cries became distinctly louder. It was as if every 
blast of his semen triggered a new orgasm within her. After a while, her entire body 
began to shudder in time with her orgasms. The amorous clenching of her snatch was 
becoming so intense, Kurt began to wonder if his cock would be crushed flat, yet all 
the same it was, in many ways, the most wonderful sensation he had ever 
experienced.

After being lost in the rapturous warmth of the epitome of feminine beauty for some 
time, Kurts pumpings became dry. His rod quivered a few times with what little of 
Kurts strength remained, as the heavenly madness of orgasm departed it. The 
muscles of Marellas sex tightened around his member one last time, before they 
slowly began to release. Her own compounded climax slowly faded and dispersed 
into a warm sense of bliss throughout her naked body.

Once Marellas moans and whimpers faded into silence there was only the sound of 
the two lovers heavy breathing. After a few moments, Kurt summoned the strength to 
lift his sunken head. He planted a single tender kiss on Marellas lips (which elicited 
yet another appreciative moan), before sliding partially off her body, resting his 
weight on the mattress. Marella moved one arm around Kurt in a tentative embrace. 
When Kurt wrapped his own arms around her, Marella smiled and hugged him 
tighter. Before long, Kurt found himself lost in Marellas mesmerising blue eyes. 
They expressed a profound sense of affection that was so beautiful and pure, it 
touched Kurt deeply. Perhaps her eyes had always been so doting, but he was too 
distracted by her sexual appeal to notice something so subtle.

They layed there for almost an hour, not speaking a word, barely moving a muscle. 
Gradually, their two roasting bodies cooled down. Kurt had worked up a thick layer of 
sweat during their heart-pounding coitus. Eventually, he found himself feeling cold.

I could really go for a nice hot shower he said, breaking the long silence.

Very well, master. But if I summon a summer storm in here, your possessions will 
get wet. Would you like me to transport us outside? Marella offered with a helpful 
smile.

No, no Kurt chuckled. I dont want a rain shower. A shower its a device, 
kind of like an artificial waterfall. Its just through there in the bathroom, Kurt 
gestured towards the nearby bathroom door, We use it to wash ourselves.

Oh! Marella replied, seeming to understand.

Care to join me? Kurt invited with a smirk.

I have no need to cleanse myself with water, master. My skin is magical, and doesnt 
harbour the various forms of dirt and bacteria that your skin is susceptible to.

That may be Kurt smiled, unfazed by Marellas misinterpretation of his 
invitation, But while Im in there Ill have to lather my entire body with soap. It can 
be tiring work. I could use some assistance

Of course, I am more than willing to serve you, however I am able, master. Marella 
chimed.

They climbed out of bed and Kurt led Marella into the bathroom. He ran the showers 
hot water until steam began to rise from the flow, then adjusted the temperature to his 
liking and stepped in. After running a refreshing spray of water over his face, Kurt 
turned to Marella, who was standing just outside the shower, and beckoned her to join 
him. She stepped in and let the warm water wash over her naked body. As Kurt 
looked on, she slowly turned around, until every inch of her was sopping wet. An 
hour or so ago, Kurt had been gazing upon the sexiest sight he had ever seen, as 
Marella posed nude for him in his living room. But that was Marella when she was 
dry. Words could not describe how arousing she was with her flawless skin shiny and 
wet, as privileged trails of water danced all down her magnificent form.

Mmm This is most pleasant, master. Marella said.

Is it warm enough for you, Marella? Or too warm? Kurt inquired.

No master, the temperature of this water is perfect. Your kind is certainly very 
innovative. Marella complimented. Kurt ran a quick eye over her body and then took 
a step towards her. He left less than an inch of space between their bodies. Marella 
gazed at him intently as Kurt leaned a little towards her. Her lips parted, in 
anticipation of a kiss. Kurt, however, had other plans. He reached over to the soap 
holder behind her and grabbed the bar of soap.

Here, he said as he built up a lather on his hand, Let me show you how people 
wash in the shower. He hoped that Marella didnt take his lazy excuse to feel her up 
as an insult to her intelligence. Her expression showed no indication of offence. He 
began by rubbing his soapy hands over her shoulders and down her arms, then 
bringing them back up the sides of her body. When he reached the sides of her 
breasts, he moved his hands across to firmly rub and fondle them, making sure that he 
washed every last inch of them. His hands moved tantalisingly slowly, ensuring that 
every curve of her body received more than just a fleeting touch. He moved his hands 
all over her flat belly, across her smooth back up and down the entire surface of both 
her slender legs, around her shapely buttocks, not shying from the depths of her crack 
and then tenderly all around her most erogenous place. Before all was said and done, 
Kurt revisited her breasts a couple of times, too. Kurt loved every minute of it, and 
judging by the satisfied purrs he occasionally heard, Marella did too.

Kurt only re-lathered his hands a couple of times. Most of the time he was washing 
Marella with plain water. He wondered if he would later need to correct Marella about 
washing him with no soap on her hands.

He concluded the lesson by gently washing Marellas cheeks, then pulling her head 
to his for the slow, open-mouthed kiss hed teasingly denied her earlier.

Think youve got the hang of it? he facetiously asked her.

Youve taught me very well, master. Marella smiled slyly. She took the soap from 
the holder and lathered up her hands as much as Kurt had. Marellas style differed 
from Kurts, but the speed at which her hands moved was no different. She was even 
savvy enough to constantly keep her hands soapy. Much like her master, Marella 
made sure to wash every inch of her partners body. Much like her master, Marella 
saved his privates for last.

While down on her knees, she gently wrapped her fingers around his shaft and began 
to stroke it up and down. Every time she reached the head of his cock, she ran her 
thumb right across it, from one side to the other. Kurt was already semi-hard just from 
the anticipation of Marella washing his manhood. Her expert attentions to his rod 
soon had it fully erect. Once she had received a complete standing ovation from her 
masters cock, Marella moved her hand down to gently wash Kurts balls. She 
gently rubbed his testicles with her fingertips from front to back, back to front, front 
to back. After a while, Marella bought up her other hand to grasp and work Kurts 
maleness, a little tighter and faster than before. Kurt sighed deeply as the sensation of 
Marella teasing him with both hands sent a shiver of delight up his spine. The playful 
look in Marellas eyes suggested that she was well aware that she was no longer 
performing a domestic chore.

Marellas strokings were highly pleasurable, but they werent intense enough to get 
Kurt off. Apparently, Marella intended to accomplish that another way.

Oh! It appears that I have run out of soap, master. Marella declared, even though 
the soap had washed from her hands quite a while ago. Id best get some more. She 
said in a sultry voice, as she stood up. She shot him a lingering, wanton gaze as she 
slowly turned her back to him. She moved backwards slightly and the excited tip of 
Jeffs cock was pressed into the fleshy middle of one of her buttocks. As Marella had 
hoped, that was all it took to bring out Kurts animal side.

His arms swooped around her body with blinding speed and pulled her tightly to him. 
Kurt let out a lusty growl as the hilt of his shaft slipped upright between her buttocks. 
Marella purred triumphantly as Kurt began to hungrily gyrate his hips against hers. He 
kissed her madly along her shoulder and the side of her neck, furiously tossing her 
hair out of the way with his nose. One of his hands found a breast and began to fondle 
and rub it, while the other moved from her belly to her snatch. He began by rubbing 
her entire labia in broad strokes, back to front, but then he embarked on a precision 
assault on her clit. Marella let out a loud moan as her erogenous nub suddenly found 
itself the center of attention.

Meanwhile, the base of Kurts cock was being worked by Marellas soft ass, with 
every writhing motion the couple made. His balls were being repeated pressed into 
her yielding butt cheeks. The sensation was such that it could captivate any libido, but 
ultimately, it was only more fuel for the desire. The end of Kurts rod began to yearn 
for the tight embrace of womanhood. He slipped his hand around one of Marellas 
thighs and lifted it, so that her legs were parted. Then he removed his cock from 
between her buttocks and began guiding it to her carnal valley. With some assertive 
caresses, he got Marella to angle her hips back, to make it easier for him. Before long, 
her nether lips were once again welcoming his organ to the pleasures within. Once he 
was inside, Kurt began gyrating his hips even more passionately than before. 

Oooh, Yeah! Oooh God, Yeah! Oooh! He growled at random intervals. Marella 
uttered a vocal moan of delight with every ragged breath. He moved his other hand 
down to her privates, to pick up where its partner had left off, briskly rubbing her 
clit. Marellas moans became louder and more prolonged.

She rested her elevated foot on the soap holder, knocking the bar of soap out and 
sending it to the floor with a thud and a splash. The quiet voice of reason in Kurts 
mind reminded him that the holder was far too weak to support a persons weight, but 
a louder voice simply responded WHO THE FUCK CARES?!?. The delights of 
Marellas womanhood made everything else seem insignificant.

After a few minutes of passionate mating, Marella clenched hard on his rod.

OH, MASTER!!! She cried out in delight. The sudden tightening of her canal sent 
Kurt barrelling towards his own orgasm. He continued grinding against her as 
forcefully as he could, using his hand to hold her hips tightly against his. Within 
seconds her climaxing snatch was milking his maleness of what little sperm it hadnt 
already surrendered to her. Marella cried out a second time as the first blast of semen 
erupted from Kurts penis. The water washing over her face hid the tears of joy 
seeping from her closed eyelids.

As an intense sense of rapture thundered all through his body, Kurt felt his loins 
pounding wildly away, as they mindlessly strove to fill Marellas entire womb with 
his fluid.

Kurt lost his grip on Marellas leg, and it slipped out of the soap holder and on to the 
floor. He was still holding her tightly with his other arm, though, so there was no 
danger of her falling. As his strength left him, he pulled her over to the corner of the 
shower, and rested his weight against the walls.

As the shower head sprayed warm water over their lower legs, the two breathless 
lovers were gradually released from their amazing orgasm. Kurt was thoroughly 
exhausted, but the sense of contentment that radiated through him made it well 
worthwhile. They rested there in the corner for several minutes before getting up, 
sharing several kisses and then stepping out of the shower.

After they dried each other off, Kurt stepped in to his white bathrobe.

Im sorry, He apologised, I only have the one

Those are the garments that you wear after a shower, are they, master? Marella 
inquired, making bathrobes sound like some kind of sacred tradition.

Well Yeah. Kurt replied.

Very well, master. Marella smiled. She reached upwards with one hand and a 
waterfall of white cotton began to spill from it, twisting around itself as it fell. Within 
seconds Marella was holding an exact copy of Kurts bathrobe. Kurt nearly kicked 
himself for forgetting that Marella had abilities beyond those of an everyday hot 
chick.

She proceeded to wrap it around her naked body, which Kurt momentarily regarded as 
a shame, but then again, he didnt want her to get cold. Then she stepped over to his 
side and he wrapped an arm around the small of her back as they left the steamy 
bathroom.

While they had been drying off, Kurt had realised that he was hungry. For a moment 
he thought about taking Marella out to a fancy restaurant he knew about, a few miles 
away. But then he remembered what Marella had said about not needing to eat. Still, 
she insisted that she never needed to shower, yet she seemed to take pleasure in it

Marella, Kurt began, as they stepped into the living room, Id like you to clarify 
something for me. Is eating food something that you dont have to do, or is it 
something that you cannot do?

As I explained earlier, master, I am sustained by cosmic energy, and have no need to 
extract energy from foods as you do. Having said that, there is no reason why I cannot 
mimic your species by ingesting food. She explained.

Do you think its something you might enjoy? Kurt asked.

I am not sure, master. Marella replied with a ponderous look. I posses a sense of 
taste So I assume I would enjoy eating any food that you would.

Excellent! Kurt replied with a level of enthusiasm that seemed to surprise Marella. 
He briefly re-considered his idea of taking her out, but decided against it. Marella was 
unfamiliar with twenty-first century human life, and Kurt did not want to risk her 
saying or doing something in public that would draw undue attention to herself. He 
made a silent promise to himself to take her out for a nice meal once he was satisfied 
she could pass for a regular woman. But tonight they would dine at home. Marella, I 
think Ill take you up on your earlier offer of something to eat.

Very well, master! Marella said. Kurt was beginning to notice that the same 
beaming smile seemed to cross her face any time he gave her an opportunity to be 
useful. What would you like? She asked.

I would like two lobster dinners, one for each of us. And a bottle of fine champagne, 
with two glasses. He commanded. A broad grin crossed Marellas face and with a 
bright blue flash, two lavish plates appeared on the small table in the kitchen area, 
along with some champagne.

You are so very kind, master. Marella said, seeming flattered by Kurts invitation to 
dine with him.

The smell coming from the table was mouth-watering. Kurt had never eaten lobster in 
his life, but he had heard how good it was. Upon taking a second glance at the table, 
Kurt was shocked by how large the steaming lobsters were. Each one was nearly two 
feet long, and thats not including the claws. He suspected that Marella had gone 
overboard in an attempt to be generous.

Hoo boy If Id known they were going to be that big, I wouldve just asked for one 
lobster dinner for us to share! Kurt remarked. Taking her cue from him, Marella 
made one of the plates disappear in another flash of blue light. Kurt looked over at her 
and smiled.

They enjoyed the single, delicious lobster together. As they sat down, they used their 
two bathrobes to form a kind of warm cocoon around both their bodies, inside 
which, Marella sat naked on Kurts bare lap. Kurt took turns to feed a bite of lobster 
to first Marella and then himself. The meal was mostly silent, although there was 
nothing awkward about it. Kurt continued wondering about precisely what Marella 
was. Every now and then he would ask her some more questions about herself. He 
discovered that she had several other powers, such as the ability to change form for 
brief periods of time. She also had many therapeutic powers, such as the ability to 
alleviate a humans pain, help them relax, or pervade them with mild, non-sexual 
physical pleasure. But all her powers seemed somewhat limited (at least compared to 
the magical beings Kurt had seen in movies). The most interesting thing that he 
discovered about her was that she had a repertoire of sexual positions and techniques 
in her mind that would put the Karma Sutra to shame.

Kurt remembered hearing in highschool english classes that Shakespeare had written 
plays about magical sprites that only used their powers for entertainment and 
convenience, and also had strong sexual appetites. He began to wonder if perhaps 
Marella was one of them?

Theyd barely eaten two-thirds of the massive lobster when Kurt began to feel full. He 
fed one last bite to Marella, before she banished the remains of the meal into obscurity 
with a flash of blue light.

That was the best meal I have ever had. Thank you, Marella. Kurt smiled as he 
sipped his champagne.

Thank you, for sharing it with me, master. She replied. Kurt snaked one hand up her 
bare back and pulled her forward for a long, tender kiss.

I dont suppose theres any chance youre hungry, again? Kurt asked with a 
suggestive smirk. Marella chuckled.

Hunger is a funny thing, master. You might be totally free of it But then 
something comes close to you that you just know would be so fulfilling Marella 
reached down and began to gently trail her fingers over Kurts cock as she spoke. 
Then you want it And then you need it And then, finally, there is nothing you 
would not give to have it. She remarked in a sultry voice as she shot him a seductive 
glance. Does that answer your question?

Again, Kurt pulled her closer and stole a prolonged kiss from her warm lips. Marellas 
skilful fingers had only been stroking him for a couple of seconds, but already he was 
rock-hard. He slid his other hand around her butt and, while still kissing her, stood up, 
carrying Marella in his arms. Their bathrobe cocoon fell apart within seconds of him 
leaving his chair, leaving them both naked. He took Marella back into the bedroom 
and gently lowered her feet on to the floor beside the bed. They stood there kissing for 
several minutes. Kurt caressed and squeezed her buttocks with increasing passion, 
while Marella gradually moved her body closer and closer to Kurts, until his 
maleness was sandwiched upright between their bodies. When Marella began gyrating 
her lithe mons against his rod, Kurt took it as a sign that Marella had had enough 
foreplay.

He ordered her climb on to the bed on all fours, facing away from him, which she 
gladly did. He ran an admiring eye over her glistening labia, and then he ran his 
fingers over it. He rubbed her roasting sex a few times and then he slipped two fingers 
deep inside, which prompted an appreciative moan from his partner. At first, Kurt 
intended it only as a fleeting tease, but then he decided it would be nice to treat 
Marella to a free orgasm.

He penetrated her several more times with his fingers before he began rolling his 
thumb all over her clit. His fingers stroked her intimate depths with curling motions, 
as if they were beckoning her climactic ecstasy to come forth.

He could feel his manhood stewing with envy of his lucky fingers; it yearned to be in 
the paradise where they were dancing. But Kurt fought off his temptations, until his 
fingers made his lover cry out in delight. It was then, while her orgasm still ravaged 
her, that Jeff stood and forced his rigid maleness through her slick folds over, and 
over, and over again.

MAAAAAASSSSTER!!! OH, MAAAAAASSSSTER!!!! Marella cried, as tears 
began to roll down her cheeks. Her entire body was tensed in an orgasm that her 
master was refusing to release her from! If she squeezed the bedsheet in her hands any 
tighter she would surely grind the cotton to dust!

Kurt had held nothing back, drawing delight from her sweet womanhood in fast, deep 
motions. When his cock could no longer withstand the pleasure, Kurt forced her hips 
against Marella so hard that she almost fell on her face. He shouted out as he came, 
hard. He had barely any semen left, but his body acted as if it were trying to pump an 
oceans worth into Marellas sex.

As their climaxes subsided, Marella collapsed on to the mattress and Kurt did 
likewise, beside her. A few minutes later, when Marella had caught her breath, she 
shifted over, layed on top of her Master and began padding a continuous series of 
kisses on his lips. After a while she began softly pressing and releasing her mons 
against his limp cock. Kurt chuckled in the midst of a delicious kiss; his breath was 
still ragged from their lovemaking and his gorgeous partner was already prompting 
him to turn the page and begin the next chapter.

Kurt was impressed by Marellas patience. She continued to kiss him adoringly and 
gently gyrate her hips, but her attentions didnt become any more insistent and she 
showed no signs of frustration. A while later, when Kurts rod was once again fully 
erect and pressing against her nether lips, the pair re-arranged themselves and began 
having sex in the lotus position, where, after a few minutes, they each achieved 
another orgasm amidst their lovers tight embrace.

After that, Kurt began to feel the cold of night setting in. The couple restored the bed 
sheet and blanket (which had slipped halfway off the bed), and then climbed 
underneath. After many minutes of caressing Marellas most alluring places from 
behind, Kurt once again began to mate with his magical slave, this time in the spoons 
position. His hips ground hungrily against her pliant ass until he bought them both to 
overwhelming rapture. Yet even after the climax had retreated from his exhausted 
muscles, he did not loosen his embrace around the beauty. He delighted in the 
sensation of Marellas warm body being held so tightly to his own. It was almost as if 
he were still enjoying in the pleasure of orgasm, without the strain. As he basked in 
Marellas loveliness, she sung to him in moans of delight, in response to Kurt slowly 
rubbing her mons and clitoris.

Tired as he was, his libido could not help but respond to Marellas sexy moans. He 
asked her to climb on top and ride him, to which she replied As you wish, master., 
with a seductive smile. His cock stood proudly at attention, like a soldier ready for 
action, but the rest of Kurts body was too exhausted to do anything more that lay still 
and watch Marellas carnal dance. Marellas gyrations were no longer hungry, but 
rather tender and affectionate. It was as if she understood that her master merely 
wanted a gentle flow of bliss, rather than another mind-blowing orgasm. Perhaps, 
Kurt thought, that was all she wanted, too.

After a while, he asked Marella to turn around, so that he could watch her butt 
writhing on his hips. Marella happily complied. Kurt admired the spectacle for several 
minutes, then let his head sink in to the pillow with a sigh of satisfaction. Hed never 
dared to dream that life could be so wonderful.

He closed his eyes and focused on the enjoyable sensation of Marellas vaginal walls 
sliding back and forth along his manhood.


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Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock!

Kurt was roused from his sleep by the sound of urgent rapping on his front door. The 
light streaming in from behind the curtains made it clear that it was morning already. 
He let out a loud huff of frustration as he blinked the sleep out of his eyes. Whoever 
his inconsiderate caller was, they had just interrupted the best sex dream Kurt had 
ever had. Now that he though about it, why was it so hard to breath? He turned his 
gaze downward to find a head cloaked in silky black hair resting peacefully on his 
chest.

Holy shit!, he thought to himself, Shes real! Marella is real! My beautiful sex 
slave is real! his heart began to race as he realised that his wonderful dream was 
not over at all.

Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock!

Oh, alright! Keep your pants on! Kurt whispered to himself, unhappy about being 
dragged from his warm bed and naked lover. Although he had no direct intention of 
making his caller wait any longer, Kurt took the greatest of care to slide out from 
underneath Marella without rousing her. She looked so content, Kurt did not want to 
disturb her. He opened a nearby drawer, pulled out a pair of jeans, and quickly put 
them on.

Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock!

Marella stirred and moaned, though her eyes remained closed.

Shut up! Kurt whispered, vainly willing his insistent caller to let his female 
companion sleep in peace. He stormed down the short hallway to the living room. As 
he passed by the couch, he noticed his clothes scattered across the floor around it. As 
an afterthought, he grabbed his undershirt and slipped it on as he headed for the front 
door.

Yes, can I help you? Kurt asked abruptly as he opened the door. Behind it was a 
very professional-looking man, in his mid-thirties, Kurt guessed. The mans dark suit 
looked extremely fine, like it was the brainchild of an A-list fashion designer. He was 
tall, clean-shaven, and had neatly-cut dark brown hair. In his hands, he held a black 
combination-locked leather briefcase.

Im sorry to bother you so early, Mr.Foley, but I came across the photo you posted 
on the jewlers.net forums last night, and I just had to get in contact with you 
immediately. The man spoke with an air of dignity. His voice contained the slightest 
hint of a vaguely european accent. I represent a client who has commissioned the 
making of a rather extravagant piece of jewellery. My client has insisted that only 
the finest materials be used. Im happy to say that the size and refractive index of the 
gem you displayed on the forum is ideal for the project. I have been authorised to 
offer you ten million dollars for the gem.

Kurt shook his head, wondering if his ears were still asleep. The gem was indeed fine, 
but it was worth a hundred thousand, tops. This mans offer bordered on ludicrous.

Im sorry how much? Kurt asked.

Ten million American dollars. The stranger reiterated. Kurt was speechless.

As much as Id like to accept your offer, Kurt began (he was indeed tempted), 
The diamond isnt mine. I work at a local jewellers, and we were commissioned, 
ourselves, to fit the diamond in a brooch by its owner, Mrs.Deveraux.

Well could you inform me how to contact this Mrs.Deveraux? My client wishes to 
be in possession of the gem as soon as possible.

Uhh I dont have her details here, but if you stop by Adlers jewellery after nine, I 
could

Looking over Jeffs shoulder, the mans expression suddenly changed from calm and 
polite to downhearted.

Im sorry I dont think my client can wait that long Sorry Ive wasted your time, 
sir. The stranger stammered. He turned and started down the hallway, towards the 
stairs. Kurt watched him for a second, flabbergasted by the gentlemans sudden 
change of heart. As he began to close the apartment door, Kurt turned around and saw 
Marella standing in the entrance to the hallway, peering out curiously. She had 
somehow re-dressed herself in the same exotic costume shed been wearing the day 
before. Now Kurt understood! The man had seen Marella! She was the reason hed 
lost interest in the diamond!

I sensed magical residue on that man, master., Marella said, I dont think he was 
magical himself, but he has recently been in the presence of something or someone 
that is. Kurt tore down the hallway after the man.

HEY! he called out, stopping the man in his tracks, You knew she was going to 
appear, didnt you?

Im sorry? the man responded with a look of confusion.

Thats why you wanted the diamond, but you dont any more because now shes 
already been released! Kurt asserted, becoming somewhat agitated.

Shhh! the stranger hushed, before looking around as if to see if anyone had heard 
Kurts rantings. Could we continue this discussion in private? the man asked in a 
conceding tone. Kurt led the man back in to his apartment and closed the door behind 
him. Marella stood at the far end of the living room, smiling politely. Kurt, Marella 
and their mysterious guest all stood around silently, until Kurt realised the other two 
hadnt been introduced.

Im sorry This is Marella. Kurt said. Marella tipped her head politely to their 
guest. Marella, this is Who are you again? Kurt asked, realising he didnt even 
know the mans name.

Somebody who knows what its like to be in your shoes. The stranger answered 
cryptically. He looked over to see Kurts brow furrowing in confusing and chuckled 
to himself. I suppose its only fair that I explain it all for you. I know how confusing 
the situation can be. Theres only a handful of ancient scripts that offer any answers 
and now I own them all.

For a man acting like he knew everything, the stranger was explaining very little. Kurt 
decided to repeat his original question in hopes of getting some useful information.

You knew she was going to appear when that diamond was cut, didnt you?

Yes.

How?

Because I have ten more of her kind at home. Every one was trapped inside a 
remarkable diamond until I cut it in two, a diamond just like the one you 
photographed. You would have been my eleventh. The man said to Marella, with a 
hint of regret, as he ran his eye over her attractive form. A pity, too. You would have 
to be one of the prettiest Ive ever seen. Marella didnt react at all to the mans 
compliment, almost as if she hadnt heard it.

Kurt sat down in the living rooms second armchair, which he rarely used himself. He 
gestured over to the couch, offering the man a seat. As soon as her master had taken a 
seat, Marella walked over and sat beside him on the chairs armrest. Understanding 
now what enlightenment he could gain from this man, Kurt hung on the strangers 
every word. 

So what is she? Kurt asked, A genie? Or some kind of what are they called? 
Sprite?

Youre pretty sharp, kid. The man said with a smirk. It was the costume, that made 
you think genie, wasnt it?

Well, yeah and the fact that shes offered to grant my wishes. Except Ive made a 
couple of wishes already and she says she cant grant them. Kurt responded. A look 
of shame crossed Marellas face upon being reminded of her failures to please her 
master. Its okay Kurt assured her in a warm voice, placing his arm around her 
back. His efforts to cheer her up quickly restored her smile.

Thats because shes not a pure genie. The stranger explained.  According to the 
scrolls Ive collected, there was once a sacred grove along a coastline  Ive worked it 
out to be somewhere in modern Albania. Anyway, the story goes that one day a shiny 
lamp washed up on the beach near this grove and was discovered by a passing nymph. 
The nymph took the lamp back in to the grove and presented it to Hesperia, queen of 
the nymphs, and supposedly, the most beautiful creature to ever walk the earth. 
Hesperia rubbed the lamp and Shalakkesh, the great red djinn appeared before her. 
Shalakkesh informed Hesperia that he was bound to grant three wishes to whoever 
freed him. But, as he was a male, there was only one thing that the nymph queen 
wanted from him. Using her powers of seduction, Hesperia made Shalakkesh her sex 
slave and, so the legend goes, became pregnant by him. But, like their father, 
Hesperias children were born into captivity. Hesperia gave birth to magical jewels. 
Her children were trapped inside, bound to serve whoever might free them.

Kurt looked over at Marella. She was listening to the man with interest, but not as 
much as Kurt wouldve expected her to show in her own origins.

Hesperia kept Shalakkesh as her slave for two centuries,, The stranger continued, 
before an army of raiders passed through the grove. The nymphs sought to protect, or 
camouflage themselves by merging with the trees. When they came back out, they 
found that the raiders had stolen the lamp and most of the gems as well. From there, 
the gems were scattered across the globe.

When his story had concluded, the stranger sat quietly and allowed Kurt to absorb this 
information.

So Marella is half-genie, half-nymph? Kurt asked, checking to see if hed 
understood the man correctly.

Yes. Shes a hybrid.

So what does that mean?

Well Marellas kind embodies traits from both her parents. Like I said, they were 
born in to captivity like their father was, but they posses only a fraction of his magical 
power. Like their father, they are bound to serve whoever frees them from their 
prison, but like their mother, who was linked to the trees of the sacred grove, they 
become bonded to a living creature. Shalakkesh was always bound to his prison  the 
lamp, but once Marellas kind are freed from their prison they become bound to the 
person who freed them. So even if the diamond changes hands, Marella will always 
be yours. Which is why the diamond is now useless to me. The man explained.

Theyve inherited their mothers beauty, of course., He continued, And also, her 
lustful impulses. The great part is that somehow those impulses have been tainted by 
the djinn-master dynamic they inherited from their father. A nymph would have sex 
with anything male that they could find. But Marellas kind only lust after their 
masters. In their minds they feel a duty to serve you, and in their hearts all they crave 
is to have sex with you. They are, quite simply, the perfect species.

This man speaks the truth, master. Marella declared with a smile.

Kurt shivered in delight at Marellas confirmation of the strange mans arousing 
summation of her nature.

Thats all shell ever want? Just to screw me? Kurt asked.

Well, not entirely. How long has she been free? A day or two?

Less than 24 hours. Kurt replied.

Yes, well, she probably wont show much personality for a few weeks, keep in mind 
that she hasnt been awake for very long. But give it a while and shell start showing 
signs of individuality. Shell develop interests, likes, dislikes  by the way, just a bit 
of a heads up, eight of my ten are absolutely nuts about stir-fry, they love it. The man 
said with a smirk. Kurt chuckled and decided he would see if Marella shared her 
sisters taste by having her conjure some stir-fry for dinner that night.

But more than anything else, she will want you to regularly be sexual with her. The 
man nodded.

Again he speaks the truth, master. He does indeed know much about me. Marella 
responded. Kurt held her hand and gazed up into his doting slaves eyes. His 
mysterious guest had confirmed his dearest hopes. This gorgeous beauty wanted him, 
would always want him, and unlike the other pretty creatures he had fawned over in 
his life, she had no interest whatsoever in any other men.

So now you know The stranger concluded. Im sure that you can work out the 
rest of the details together. He said as he stood up. It wont take her long to work 
out what you like and dont like. When I freed Saraesa, my first, it was a bit of an 
adjustment, but before long I was wondering how I ever got along without her. He 
said with a smile. Oh! I almost forgot! Do you know that their lives are sustained by 
cosmic energy, and that keeps them from aging or dying?

Yes, Marella explained that to me. Kurt nodded.

Did she explain that she can draw on enough cosmic energy to overcome the decay 
and mortality of a second being? The man asked.

Wait Youre saying that

You stopped aging the second you split that gem, and now, for all intents and 
purposes, youre immortal.

Are you sure? Kurt stammered amidst several dumbfounded chuckles.

I was born two years before the declaration of independence was signed. The man 
answered. His expression was dead serious. So, yes, I am quite certain.

Kurt followed the stranger to the door in a daze, as he dealt with this surprising 
revelation. He was immortal! Man walking on Mars, all the amazing technology hed 
seen in futuristic sci-fi shows, he was going to see it all! And Marella she truly 
would be his forever!

I hope this has been enlightening for you The man smiled as he reached the 
apartment door.

Huh? Oh, you have no idea Kurt responded, shaken from his reverie.

Its been a delight The man said to Marella in a suave tone, as he took her gently 
by the hand and leaned forward to kiss it. A second before his lips touched her hand 
Marella yanked it out of the mans grasp and placed it firmly in her masters. She shot 
the stranger an indignant look that made it clear that her body was her masters to kiss 
and his alone. Of course, how could I forget The man chuckled, showing no sign 
of offence. Kurt opened the door for the gentleman, and he stepped out of the 
apartment, before stopping and turning around.

You know, I sat down and did the math once; in the two hundred years that Hesperia 
kept that djinn she couldve had up to 267 nine-month pregnancies. Thats even more 
than I think I could handle. The man chuckled.  I guess I could stand to have some 
competition hunting for the rest of the gems. Just dont go telling the neighborhood 
about this. I have a very big house, and Id like to find a few more magic lovelies to 
fill it up. The nameless man smiled and nodded at Kurt, and then Marella, before 
strolling down the hall of the apartment block and out of their lives. For now, at least.


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Kurt had Marella conjure some bacon and eggs for breakfast. As they ate, Marella 
confessed that she didnt enjoy this meal as much as shed enjoyed the lobster. Kurt 
smiled as he realised Marella was already beginning to develop her own tastes, just as 
the stranger had promised. He also noticed that Marella seemed a bit more eager to 
initiate conversation than she had the night before.

Kurt had nearly cleaned his plate when there was another series of urgent knocks on 
his door. For a second, he though that perhaps his mysterious guest had forgotten 
something, until he heard the voice.

KURT, YOU LOUSY SLACKER, ARE YOU IN THERE??!?

Kurt froze in terror and a look of distress crossed Marellas face.

Master Its the Adler! She said.

I GOT A CALL FROM THE MANAGER OF THE JEWELERY STORE IN 
WELLESVILLE, HE SAID THAT YOU RAN OFF LESS THAN TEN MINUTES 
AFTER YOU WALKED INTO HIS STORE! BOY, WHEN YOURE PAID TO DO 
A JOB YOU DO IT, AND YOU DO IT PROMPTLY! The angry old man yelled 
from behind the door. NOW GET OUT HERE AND EXPLAIN YOURSELF!

Marella looked over at Kurt. He was shivering. Suddenly her expression changed 
from worried to enraged.

Dont worry, master. I shall deal with him. Marella said. She left her chair and 
marched over to the to the door. Without even touching the handle, Marella threw the 
door open, sending a strong gust of air blowing through her hair and the veils on the 
back of her outfit. She glared angrily at the old jeweller, who appeared shocked and 
stunned by the oddly dressed woman before him. Then the old man noticed Kurt 
sitting in the back of the kitchen area and he let loose once again.

Boy, you better not have skipped work just to bang some whore! The old man 
admonished bitterly.

You have upset my master for too long. It ends now! Marella snarled. Then there 
was a bright flash of blue light and then the angry old jeweller was gone  vanished. 
An awful though crept in to Kurts mind

Marella, he uttered, You didnt

No, master..., She interrupted in a reassuring tone, To snuff out a life force 
requires dark magic, and quite a lot of it. I draw all my power from the light. Besides, 
I know that are too kind to wish the death of another living creature, even one as 
despicable as the Adler. Marella gently closed the apartment door with her magic as 
she wandered back over to the breakfast table.

So what did you do to him? Kurt asked, relieved that his lovely new companion 
hadnt become a crazed murderer.

There is a field of refuse within a few miles of here She began.

What? You mean the county dump? Kurt deduced. Marella briefly closed her eyes 
and Kurt felt her probing his mind for a definition of county dump.

Yes, master, thats right. Marella confirmed once her eyes had fluttered open. I 
transported the Adler there. By the time he makes his way home, he will be quite tired 
and he will smell awful.

Kurt chuckled in delight as he pictured the look on the old bastards face when he 
suddenly found himself in a big steaming pile of garbage.

No real harm has been done to him, but it should make him think twice about 
upsetting you. Marella continued. And if it doesnt I shall teach him another 
lesson.

Kurt could not find the words to thank her for slaying his demon. But Marella could 
read everything he yearned to express from his grateful smile.

I am delighted to serve you, master. She said with a smile and a bow.

As he finished the last few bites of his breakfast, Kurt planned out a rough itinerary 
for the rest of the day in his mind. At about midday, he would go to Adlers Jewellery 
store and if Adler had made it back by then, Kurt would turn in his immediate 
resignation. He would hand the segments of Mrs.Deverauxs diamond over to the old 
man and let him try to finish the job with his weak tools. Hed also let Adler know 
what he truly thought of him. Marellas presence would ensure that the old man 
would not respond with any verbal abuse of his own.

Then Kurt would have Marella conjure some valuable pieces of jewellery and begin 
selling them in various out-of-town jewellers. Once he had several million dollars in 
the bank, he would begin househunting for that mansion hed wished for earlier 
perhaps something in sunny California, by the beach.

But before all that, he had some important business to attend to.

Youve done extremely well, Marella. He said as he stood up from the table and 
approached the magical beauty.

Thank you, master. She replied with a delighted smile.

So well, in fact, that I think you deserve a reward. He said, playfully. He pressed 
his lips against hers in an open-mouth kiss, sending his tongue into her mouth to trail 
slowly across hers. As he did so he reached behind her back and slowly tugged on the 
loose ends of cord holding her bra to her body. It wasnt long before the two golden 
cords were dangling loosely at her sides. Kurt broke the kiss and lifted the meagre bra 
from his lovers body, tossing it somewhere on the floor.

He kneeled down and began kissing her breasts, mostly on the nipples, but also in 
other places. Meanwhile his hands had descended down the skin of her back and 
slipped under the veil trailing from her panties to test the firmness of her ass with his 
fingers. As her master adored her on two separate fronts, Marella gently rubbed his 
back through his undershirt.

The man was mistaken, master Marella moaned happily.

Mnm? Kurt mumbled in a semi-interested tone, as he slowly drew his lips over one 
of her delectable orbs.

The man who was here earlier, She elaborated between absent sighs, He said 
that I was of a perfect species. But it is not I that am perfect, it is you.

Youre very sweet, Marella Kurt chuckled dismissively as he continued kissing 
her mammaries.

Its true, master. She replied in an uncharacteristically insistent tone. She slid a 
hand under his jaw and tilted his gaze upwards so that their eyes met. You granted 
me freedom, and you give me all the love I could ever want, even though I cannot 
grant all your wishes. I couldnt wish for a more wonderful master. So you see, you 
are perfect. She declared with utter sincerity. She pulled his head back up to hers and 
gave him a long, tender kiss.

While flattered by her compliment, Kurt knew that Marella needed an important 
lesson. It was wonderful to be appreciated, but he couldnt stand the idea of Marella 
seeing herself as the lesser one of their relationship.

Im not perfect, Marella., He confessed, I have my weaknesses, just like you. But 
one thing Im sure of is that were gonna be very happy together. And really, I guess, 
thats all that matters

Marella smiled in agreement and they kissed once again. Kurts hands resumed 
squeezing Marellas buttocks, and Marellas hands wandered all over Kurts back. 
This continued for several minutes, their kisses growing more and more passionate, as 
was Kurts fondling of Marellas rear. But eventually, he craved more than just a 
delightful grope. He backed her against the kitchen wall, and then slid his hands 
around her thighs and began undoing the knots on either side of her hips. As he did 
so, he kneeled down once again to nuzzle and kiss her bountiful chest.

As soon as the knots had unravelled, Marellas panties dropped to the floor beneath 
her. Kurt slipped a hand between the djinn-daughters legs and pressed his index 
finger between her nether lips. As he did this, he pressed his thumb gently into her 
pliant mons and began tracing circles across it.

Her privates were very wet, and Marella purred in arousal as Kurt shifted his fingers 
slightly across her sensitive labia. Kurt smirked, pleased to see that his partner was 
just as ready for the main event as he was. He padded a single kiss just to the right of 
her navel before standing upright to resume kissing her on the lips, more hungrily 
than ever. As he continued to gently roll his finger around in the opening of her 
snatch, Kurt simultaneously pressed his hips repeatedly against hers and began 
unbuttoning his fly. The proximity of her body made the task difficult, but the extra 
arousal from his gyrations made it all worthwhile. Meanwhile, Marella had grabbed 
the back of his undershirt and began pulling it off.

Once his fly was undone, Kurt pulled down his jeans and underwear (which he had 
put on after his nameless visitor had left) in a single motion. Kurts maleness sprung 
from its denim restraint and plunged into the gap between Marellas thighs, feeling 
the gates of heaven brush across its top as it thrashed around during Kurts gyrations.

After absently humping the empty void just below her opening for a couple of 
seconds, Kurt felt Marellas gentle magic guiding his rod to its desired destination. 
He had originally intended to take Marella back to the bedroom and reward her 
there, but instead, he had become lost in the moment. He placed his hands under her 
ass and lifted her slightly as he inserted his cock into her lovely womanhood. Both 
lovers moaned in ecstasy as their bodies were joined. They continued kissing 
passionately as Kurts hips began to gyrate against Marellas, soon finding a rhythm 
in wide, fast motions. He was pressing her back hard against the wall. Marella hooked 
one leg around Kurts ass, to pull his loins closer to her own.

After enduring her masters amazing thrusts for a while, Marella broke their kiss off 
and began to moan uncontrollably at the ceiling.

YES! YES! YES! OH! YES! YES! OH! MASTER! YOUR SEED! PLEASE! GIVE 
IT TO ME! YES! YES! PLEASE! OH, YES! YES! YES!

Kurt continued kissing her with burning desire, just below her ear. Despite her 
impassioned pleas, Kurt was determined to hold off his climax for as long as possible. 
Judging from her tone, Marella was thoroughly enjoying herself at the moment, even 
though she craved his sperm.

As the pleasures of her sex began to overwhelm him, Kurts motions doubled in 
gusto. He drove his maleness deep into her body with powerful thrusts, while his 
hands pulled her hips tightly to his, to maximise his penetration. Marella helped by 
tightening her leg around his body in time with his motions. Her vocalisations grew 
even more desperate. Soon, Kurt was humping her so wildly that he had lifted her 
right off the floor, leaving her other leg dangling beneath her.

Suddenly, he began to grunt with each motion as he felt an epic eruption of semen 
building in his shaft. He drew his loaded cock back and forth through her luscious 
snatch with all his might, until the inviting caress of her tender flesh could no longer 
be resisted.

OOOOOOOOHHHHH, FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKK!  Kurt cried. He forced her 
hard against the wall as he came, burying his gushing rod completely in Marellas 
love canal. His hands clamped tightly on her firm buttocks. A meltdown of rapture 
shot through his body as his organ delivered its scalding semen.

Marellas incoherent moans grew increasingly louder, as her beloved masters 
orgasmic semen began to lash her receptive womanhood, sending a tsunami of rapidly 
increasing bliss hurtling through her. In a few seconds, she would be united with her 
master in sexual paradise.



The End


