Fantasy The Battered Lamp

Fatima, giggling, broke out of the ranks and found her two friends. Ann was lagging behind. She wasn't the most athletic girl despite her petite figure. And Niomi hated to run, so she paced Ann. Fatima grabbed both their hands and started leading them across the gym towards the store room where the gymnastic mats were housed.

"What are we doing?" Ann asked.

"I'm going to lick your pussy, Ann."

"We'll get in trouble!" the strawberry-blonde girl gasped.

"Mr. Benjaminson, we'll be fooling around in the storeroom!"

"Sure, sure," the short man answered, waving a wrinkled hand. He blew his whistle. "Okay, we're playing Volleyball today. Divide up into groups of six."

"See. We'll be fine."

Niomi gaped at Fatima. "How did you do that?"

She winked back. "I have my ways. Now let's have some fun!"

The moment the door was closed, Fatima peeled out of her sweats. Niomi shrugged at Ann, and striped as well. She had a curvy body and a rich, dark skin that looked so yummy. Ann just blushed, leaning against the wall.

"C'mon, Ann," Fatima cajoled. "Let's see that cute cunny."

She shook her head.

Fatima walked over to her, stroking her cheek. "You're so beautiful. I just want to see you in all your naked glory. I want to kiss every inch of your body, until you cream all over my face."

Ann stiffened as she kissed her lips. Fatima fluttered her tongue against her friend's lips, teasing gently. Ann parted, and Fatima darted in, exploring every inch of her friend's mouth. When she broke the kiss, Ann breathed heavily, her blue eyes shining with awakened passion.

"See, wasn't that nice? Why don't you get naked so we can see your cute body?"

"I can't," she whispered. "This is too much, Fatima."

"Fine," Fatima smiled. "You can watch while I make Niomi scream my name."

"Ohh, that sounds like fun," Niomi purred, stretching out on a blue gym mat. Her legs spread, revealing her pussy--a pink gash surrounded by her dark skin and neatly trimmed, black pubes.

"Doesn't she look yummy, Ann?"

Ann didn't answer, so Fatima shrugged and fell to her knees, ready to feast.

"Holy shit!" Niomi gasped as Fatima dove right into her spicy snatch. "Oh, my god, that feels so much better than my fingers."

Fatima laughed, then ran her tongue around Niomi's fat clit. Her friend's hips jerked as she swirled around the pink nub, then her new lover's hips really jerked when she sucked Niomi's clit into her hungry lips.

"Keep doing that. Oh, my god! I'm going to cum. Don't stop! Oh, fuck! Please don't stop!"

Fatima hadn't planned on it, and kept feasting on her friend's tasty snatch. She slipped a finger inside her friend, probing in deep. She nibbled at her clit. Niomi erupted. Her pussy convulsed about Fatima's probing finger, and she screamed Fatima's name as her body writhed on the gym mat.

Movement flashed in the corner of Fatima's eye. Ann knelt down beside her, and Fatima was pleased to see Ann's hand shoved down her sweatpants, diddling her pussy.

"Do you want to taste?" Fatima asked Ann with a big grin. Pussy juices dripped off Fatima's chin, landing with a splat on the vinyl gym mat.

Ann nodded, her cheeks red. Fatima took Ann's hand and pulled her between Niomi's legs.

"Oh, eat me, Ann," Niomi begged. "I need to feel that again. It was wonderful!"

The shy eighteen year old licked her lips--Fatima thought she looked so adorable, her cute face framed by strawberry-blonde curls--and looked down at Niomi's juicy twat. Taking a deep breath, Ann knelt down and took a hesitant lick.

"Mmm, that felt nice. Do it again, Ann."

"You liked it?" Ann hesitantly asked.

"Hell yeah, it did. Keep licking me. Please, please, please!"

Ann's smile grew more confident, and so did her tongue. Fatima beamed like a proud mother hen watching her chick. Her gaze slid down Ann's body to her tight ass wiggling in the air as she knelt down and feasted on Niomi's cunt.

Fatima slid around her friend and hooked her fingers into the waistband of Anne's blue sweatpants. Fatima yanked them and a pair white panties down with a single pull. Fatima gasped; Ann had a beautiful cunny. Wisps of red hair sprouted around the tight, wet slit. Not a hint of her inner pink could be seen. Fatima licked her lips, and spread open Ann's, and shoved her tongue deep into her sweet depths.

"Oh, wow," Ann gasped. "Oh, my Lord, that's nice."

"Right?" grinned Niomi.

"Yeah. Oh, stars, yes!"

Fatima burned with happiness as she shared her newfound passion for pussy with two of her friends. And she had so many others to share it with. I'll go home with Marjorie after martial arts practice tonight, and sex her up!

Humming happily, she found Ann's tiny clit and sucked the little bud into her lips. Ann's slit was tight and her hymen was still intact. She pressed her finger against it, feeling the thin membrane stretch. Ann squirmed, and Fatima swiped her tongue through Ann's pussy.

"Oh, fuck, Ann," gasped Niomi. "Your tongue is fucking amazing!"

"I can't wait for my turn," Fatima giggled.

"If you taste as great as Niomi does, I'll be happy to."

Fatima gave Ann's pale ass a slap. "I taste heavenly. You'll love it."

"Oh, keep licking me, Ann! I need to cum again. Your tongue feels so sweet on me."

Fatima buried her face back into Ann's delicious cunny, licking furiously. Ann moaned into Niomi. The room echoed with youthful pants, sucking lips, and girlish sighs. A symphony to Fatima's ears. She sucked every little crevice of her friend's slit. Ann's moans grew louder and louder, and then she screamed her orgasm into Niomi. Juices flooded Fatima's mouth, and she relished their creamy texture and sweet flavor.

"You little slut," moaned Niomi. "Keep moaning into me. You're vibrating my clit. Oh, yes, oh, fuck yes!"

Fatima licked her lips, and watched her ebony friend writhe and buck. She was so beautiful, her dark face twisted in passion. Fatima was thrilled to introduce her two friends to the fun girls could have, and couldn't wait to share this with all the others in her clique.

"Who wants to eat me out?" Fatima asked.

Ann looked up at her, face sticky. "Mmm, I would--"

The door banged open. "Look at all the dykes!" sneered Kayleah as she strode in. "Wait until the school gets a look at this."

A light flashed. Kayleah pointed her smart phone at them and snapped pictures.

Ann covered her face and scrunched up into a ball. Fire burned in Fatima, and she rose and faced the older girl. Kayleah snapped another pic, grinning like a vindictive bitch.

"The boys are going to love jerking off to you dykes!"

"Do you like what you see?" Fatima demanded. "Did you sneak in here because you really want to get a peek at my cunt?"

"That's disgusting!" Kayleah's pretty face twisted in outrage, quickly turning red, contrasting with her bleached-blonde hair.

Fatima stepped up to her. "Then why do you keep looking at my snatch? I bet you're just salivating to get a taste."

"Fuck you, bitch!"

She reached out, and stroked Kayleah's face. "Just get down on your knees and lick my pussy. I can see the lust in your eyes."

"Get away from me." Uncertainty had crept into the girl's voice. She took a step back, bumping into the closed door.

Fatima grinned, stepping up boldly and grasping the taller girl's hair, yanking her face down. Their lips were inches apart. "Beg me and I'll let you eat my juicy, delicious cunt."

"No," Kayleah whimpered.

"Beg to be my little, dyke bitch!" Fatima twisted her harder and pulled her just a little closer to her lips. "Just give in to your desires and be mine."

"Please, I'm sorry. I'll delete the pics."

Fatima kissed Kayleah's lips. Fatima thrust her tongue roughly into Kayleah's mouth. She tried to pull away, but Fatima would have none of that. Kayleah was my bitch now! Fatima pressed her body against the older girl, grinding her damp pussy against Kayleah's sweatpants.

"Please," Kayleah begged when Fatima broke the kiss.

"Beg to be my dyke bitch."

"Please."

"Please, what?"

The older girl trembled against Fatima. "I can't."

Fatima kissed Kayleah a second time. This time, Kayleah kissed back. Fatima squeezed Kayleah's round tit through her sweatshirt and bra. I can't wait to see these puppies. They feel amazing!

"Please."

"Are you begging to leave, or begging to be my dyke bitch?"

"Imbaygintobeyurdykbeetch," Kayleah mumbled.

Fatima dug her fingers into the coed's tit as hard as she could. "What was that?"

"I'm begging to be your dyke bitch," Kayleah panted then dropped to her knees. "Oh, my god! I can't fight it any longer. You're so beautiful. I've dreamed of you for weeks."

Kayleah's mouth glued to her pussy. Fatima gripped her bleached-blonde hair, and moaned as her delightful tongue wiggled up inside her. There was such fire inside Kayleah, burning as hot as Fatima's own passion. Pleasure blazed inside her, her back arching as an orgasm crashed through her. She leaned back, losing her balance, her body out of control with pleasure.

Ann grabbed Fatima's arm, stopping her fall. Fatima grabbed Anne's strawberry-blonde hair and pulled her in for a passionate kiss. Ann's body pressed against Fatima's side, Anne's hot, little cunny pressing against Fatima's hip, wet with passion. Ann humped, rubbing her hard clit across Fatima's skin.

"Fuck that is hot," gasped Niomi.

Fatima laughed, "I have two sexy, dyke bitches. Of course it's hot."

Ann whispered, "Am I your dyke bitch now?"

"Do you want to be?"

"I think so," she answered. "I've kinda been masturbating for months to lesbian porn. Particularly stories about women being forced to eat other ladies' pussies."

"I knew you were a little submissive slut," Fatima grinned.

Ann nodded shyly.

"Then get down on your knees, spread my ass open, and tongue my asshole."

"Y-yes," Ann moaned.

Having two submissive sluts tonguing her was amazing. Ann wiggled her tongue deep into Fatima's ass while Kayleah sucked on Fatima clit and worked two fingers in and out of her cunt. Her pleasure burned hot and fast, an inferno that burst through her, wiping away any thought, leaving only searing rapture. Fatima gasped and moaned and screamed both of their names as she came.

Class was almost over when Fatima fell onto the gym mats, her two submissive sluts cuddling with her. Niomi sat nearby, masturbating furiously. Fatima's orgasm slowly fading away. She took turns kissing her sluts, savoring the tart flavor on Kayleah's lips and the sour on Ann's.

"So what now?" Ann asked.

"You're my concubines," Fatima declared.

Ann blushed and Kayleah giggled while Niomi came in the background.

Kyle blinked in surprise when Fatima showed up at lunch, a pretty girl on each of her arms. One was her shy friend, Ann, and the other was a Sophomore with bleached-blonde hair that Kyle had seen walking the halls. Both had pink auras.

He had been introducing Christy and the other concubines to Carla when Fatima walked up, grinning broadly and bouncing excitedly between her two friends, her arms around their waists and her friends' nubile bodies pressed against Fatima's.

"Look at what I own!" she declared. Ann blushed, and the blonde girl giggled.

"What?" Kyle asked.

"That's hot!" blurted Corey, Kyle's friend, while Britney kept reading calmly from her text book.

"These are my concubines! Aaliyah, I need you to make the arrangements so it's official."

Kyle gaped and Aaliyah jumped in shock and fell from her seat. "You can't have concubines," Aaliyah protested, getting to her feet. "You're a woman. Only a man can have concubines."

Fatima dark eyes flared. "This isn't the dark ages! Women can marry women! So I can have concubines!"

"But...but..." spluttered Aaliyah.

"She's definitely your sister, Master," Alexina giggled.

"That's interesting," Christy said, looking at Fatima, her eyes growing distant and Kyle wondered what she was thinking about.

"That's right," Fatima declared hotly. "And I'm going to own them."

"Well, I can't help you do that," Aaliyah huffed. "I'm Kyle's Djinn, not yours!"

"Well, I'm Kyle's wife, so what's his is mine, and what's mine is his. Ann and Kayleah will be more than happy to spread their legs for our husband."

"Really?" Kayleah asked, raising her eyebrows. "But he's a guy."

"You're my dyke bitch, right?"

Kayleah sighed, and nodded. "Okay. I will for you." Then she gave a smile. "I'll do anything for you, Mistress."

"Good!"

"Not good!" The Genie's face was dark with anger. "I only helped you fool around with your friends so you could find concubines for our husband, not for yourself!"

"Oh, let her have them," Christy smiled, patting Aaliyah on the wrist. "It's perfect. They're so cute together. And it's important that Fatima's allowed to explore her sexuality."

Fatima fixed her eyes on Kyle, almost daring him to deny her. He stood up, cupped her face. "How can I deny you anything?"

An impish grin appeared on her lips and she enthusiastically, and noisily, kissed her husband. Aaliyah stewed, giving Fatima dirty looks. Fatima ignored the Genie, and took great delight in kissing one of her new concubines whenever she felt Aaliyah's eyes on hers. Kyle sighed, hoping his wives would get along better.

After school, they had to wait for the Pierce Transit bus. It was crowded on the way home. Kyle, his three wives, his three concubines, and Fatima's two took up the entire rear of the bus. The bus driver kept yelling at them to be quiet. It was embarrassing to have to ride the bus. He had been driving Faiza's car since he was sixteen. He had begun to think of it as his after all these years.

Everyone gawked at Kyle and his harem. The guys with envious looks, and the girls with judging eyes. He heard a few "sluts" muttered.

"And proud of it," Chyna had called back once, then promptly began kissing Carla. If the bus ride was longer, Kyle would have made a wish or two and had some fun. The bus stopped at the mouth of the cul-de-sac Kyle lived on and they only had to walk a few houses down.

Aaliyah stalked ahead, bursting into the house.

Kyle pulled his sister aside. "Did Aaliyah grant you a wish?"

Fatima shrugged. He gave her a rocky stare. She tried to look innocent, then began shifting. "Yeah."

"You need to apologize to her. You hurt her. She thinks you took advantage of her."

"I didn't mean to," she mumbled. "I was only planning on having fun with Ann and Niobe. But then Kayleah burst in on us and..." She shrugged again.

"Apologize and make things right."

"I guess..." She screwed up her face. "It was so much easier to ignore you when you were just my dorky older brother."

"I love you, too," he grinned.

Fatima darted upstairs, pulling Ann along behind her. Kyle followed them into the extra-dimensional suite's master bedroom where Aaliyah was curled up on the bed. Fatima led her slim concubine over to the Genie, pushing Ann forward. "Ann is still a virgin. I would like you to have her cherry."

Aaliyah frowned. "That should be Kyle's."

"Look, I'm really sorry, okay. I didn't mean to take advantage of your wishes. I just got carried away." She beamed then stroked her concubine's strawberry-blonde hair. "Besides, look at her. Isn't she just gorgeous? How can you pass up the opportunity to pop her cherry?"

Aaliyah bit her lip then looked at Kyle. "Do it," he grinned, his cock hardening. "I want to see that."

"Then I accept your apology." A smile crossed Aaliyah's dusky face. "She is so cute."

"I know. How could I resist making her my concubine?"

Aaliyah nodded, pulling the trembling girl to her, their lips meeting. Kyle's cock was at full mast and he looked around, wondering which woman he should use to satisfy himself. Christy sat in the corner, clutching something dark in her hand, maybe a pencil box, her eyes distant. What's wrong with her?
"Kayleah, this is the perfect time for you to get acquainted with Kyle's cock." Fatima pushed the bleached blonde towards him, her round breasts jiggling.

"Yes, Mistress," she smiled, falling to her knees and pushing down his pants. Her mouth was warm and Kyle forgot all about Christy's problem.

Aaliyah maneuvered Ann over to the bed, yellow dust swirling around her naked form, coalescing into a slim dildo strapped about her hips. Ann swallowed, her blue eyes wide as Aaliyah crawled between her thighs.

"I'll be gentle," the Genie whispered, stroking Ann's face, then she leaned in and kissed her, dusky flesh pressing against pale.

"Take her cherry," Kyle grinned, holding Kayleah's head as he slowly fucked her mouth.

"Let's make her a woman!" clapped Fatima. "Come on and watch, Christy."

"Oh, yeah." Christy put the object away, and smiled. Fatima snuggled into her lap and gave Christy a kiss.

"I'm ready, Mistress," Ann purred as Aaliyah rubbed her dildo up and down her tight slit. "Take me fully."

The young woman gasped as Aaliyah buried the dildo in to her virgin snatch. Kyle's dick throbbed, and he almost shot his wad into Kayleah's hungry mouth. Aaliyah kissed Ann, not moving for a minute until Ann began moaning, her hips twisting, and then Aaliyah's thrusts were slow and gentle, working up her speed and depth.

"Oh, yes," Ann gasped. "Oh, wow! That's so wonderful."

"Wait until you feel the real thing," Fatima laughed. "You'll love it!"

"It's better?"

"Definitely," Aaliyah purred, her ass clenching as she fucked Ann harder, her breasts brushing against the eighteen-year old's pale flesh. "You'll cum so hard the first time Kyle fucks you."

"I'm going to cum hard from you," Ann moaned. "That's it!" Her pale hands reached down to Aaliyah's dusky ass, pulling the Genie in deeper. "Oh, wow! I'm gonna cum. Fuck me harder."

"She's a hot, little slut," groaned Kyle, pounding Kayleah's mouth as hard as Aaliyah fucked the former virgin. His cock pressed down Kayleah's throat, his balls slapping her chin. "Make her scream."

"I will, my love." Aaliyah flashed him a smile. "And you flood that slut's mouth."

His cum boiled and he listened to his wife's suggestion. His cum flooded Kayleah's mouth. The concubine swallowed his thick load and panted when he pulled his cock out of her, his cum staining her teeth. Carla fell on the girl, kissing her, eager to get a taste of his cum, as Chyna pouted.

"I wanted some."

Alexina grabbed his cock, licking the drop beading at the tip. "You should have been quicker," she laughed.

"Fuck me! Yes, yes! I, wow. That's it. I'm cumming!" screeched Ann.

Everyone applauded. Aaliyah joined her a moment later. Kyle's cock hardened again as Alexina sucked the tip into her lips. Despite his wishes at working on schoolwork, another orgy was breaking out in the bedroom.

"It's almost time for your dojo lesson," Christy reminded, pushing Fatima off her lap. "Your uncle will be picking you and Fatima up. You two should go shower."

"Together!" piped in Fatima. "Sounds fun."

"No hanky-panky!" warned Christy. "Twenty minutes!"

Uncle Ethan, his father's brother, had a huge grin on his round face, almond-shaped eyes twinkling with mirth when he and Fatima walked out, smiles on their faces. There had been a little hanky-panky in the shower.

"So I hear you've been fooling around at school," their uncle grinned, clasping Kyle on the shoulder as they walked out to his car.

Kyle flushed and Fatima let out a wicked laugh. "Kyle's turning into a horndog!"

"Your dad got caught messing around at school once."

Brother and sister gaped at their uncle. "Really?" Kyle had a hard time imagining his father as anything but straitlaced and by the books before he died over in Afghanistan a few years ago.

"With whom?" Fatima asked. "Mom?"

Uncle Ethan grinned. "Yeah."

"Wow." Her eyes burned with mirth. "I never thought Mom would ever do anything wrong."

"You have no idea."

Fatima pestered their uncle the entire drive, her mind aflame with speculation on what sort of trouble his parents had gotten up to in college. Kyle had a hard time imagining his parents as anything other than responsible adults. To him, it was like they had just been tinier adults as children and didn't do any of the stupid, fun, or reckless things teenagers did.

Fumi, the fourth woman Kyle loved, was at practice. She looked as beautiful as ever, and her kiss fanned the passion in him, like a wind driving a firestorm. He wanted to fuck her so bad. Her scent was intoxicating. And she was so beautiful: pale-olive skin; dark, almond-shaped eyes with thick lashes; a lithe body that pressed against him. She smiled at him, and gave a shy wave.

They were going on a date tomorrow, but his cock was swelling as her lily-scented perfume tickled his nose. Practice can wait, he decided. Aaliyah. I want to fuck Fumi without being noticed.

His Genie wife didn't respond.

He frowned, and tried again.

Nothing.

His heart beat faster. She's probably just sleeping.

"Come on, Kyle!" his uncle shouted. "It's time for warm ups."

Aaliyah!

"I have something for you," Christy said, stepping up to the Djinn as Aaliyah watched Kyle and Fatima drive off with their uncle.

"What?" Aaliyah asked, turning from the living room window to look at her wife, curiosity stirring within her.

Christy smiled, a thin, tight expression. "A thank you gift for what you've done to Kyle."

The pale-faced coed pulled out a narrow box from her pocket covered in some sort of black felt. It looked like a pencil case, but the Djinn's instincts told her something more valuable was inside. Aaliyah took the box eagerly. It felt heavy--jewelry?

She opened it. Silver and gold glinted inside. A necklace of a serpent biting its own tale. Half-gold and half-silver, hanging from a delicate chain, the links alternating gold and silver. She held it up, admiring the details of the serpent's scales. Delight filled her. It was such a beautiful gift.

"Thank you," the Djinn gushed, bringing it up to her throat. The metal was cold against her skin. She glanced at Christy and saw hunger burning in her eyes. Her smile twisted, becoming vindictive and triumphant.

The clasps clicked as Aaliyah fastened it. Her body felt heavy, her limbs felt like they were made of sand. She fell down, landing half on the couch, bouncing, and rolling onto the carpeted floor. What's going on? Panic seized her. She couldn't move. Her body below the neck--below the amulet--wouldn't respond to her commands.

"What's going on, Christy?" she asked, staring up at her wife. "The amulet..." Her words trailed off as she saw the look in Christy's eyes.

"Is working perfectly."

"Help!" she screamed. "Someone help me! Christy's attacked me!"

"What's wrong?" Alexina shouted bursting into the living room. "Aaliyah!"

"Goddess Hecate, let sleep fall upon the mortals of this house," chanted Christy. Alexina fell on the floor next to Aaliyah, her blonde hair fanning out, eyes closed, slumbering.

"What are you doing, Christy?" Aaliyah asked. "What's going on?"

Christy flipped the Djinn onto her back, then pulled out a cell phone. "I'm sorry," Christy answered. "But you tried to take Kyle from me." Christy sent one of those magical, instant messages. A text, this strange, calm part of Aaliyah's mind realized as the rest of her struggled with the fear and hurt that twisted through her thoughts. She's texting someone.

"I don't understand Christy. How could I take him from you? We're sharing him."

"He was all mine until you came along!" Christy ranted, her pale face reddening. "We were happy! We had each other! We didn't need anyone else. Then you appeared and poisoned his mind with all these perverted thoughts. You ruined everything!"

"W-what are you going to do to me?" Betrayal and fear filled the Genie's heart. One of the people the Djinn loved was going to hurt her. She didn't understand. Christy had seemed like she had been enjoying everything. It's not supposed to be like this. She concentrated on Kyle and sent out her thoughts. Kyle, I need you! slammed into a barrier--the amulet did more than affect her body.

The front door opened. Aaliyah blinked as her biology professor walked in. "Very good, Amber."

"She's all yours, Celestite," Christy answered, bowing. "You won't hurt her, right?"

The grin on Ms. Franklin's face chilled the Djinn's blood. She screamed and screamed until the gag was forced into her mouth. Aaliyah's dream had come true--she had been betrayed by someone close to her.
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