"I Dream of Cuntie" "I know Zilley!", the major said into the phone. "I don't know what I'll do without her.. . She just left me. Just up and left me.. . . Yes. . . . Right. . ." The major felt someone watching him and began to speak in lower tones. "Major Cocker! Get in here." "Hmm. The Doc wants me Zilley. We'll talk later. . . Right." He hung up the phone and rubbed the back of his head before looking out the doorway and stammering, "Umm. Yes Sir. Right Away sir. . . old cow." "I heard that Major!" "Comming sir.. . " Major Cockey rose to his full six foot two inch stature and tried to smooth the ripples which had formed over his athltic chest. The blue air force uniform looked three or four sizes too small for his bulky form. He chuckled under his breath as he left his tiny office and crossed over the hall into Major Flaccid's study. Flaccid was a military doctor and quite a bit older than the bright young Cockey. "Now Major Cockey. . . your team is training over for the next week in splash-down survival techniques. You did remember not to tell anyone about this right?" The Major fiddled with his cap and shifted his weight uneasily. "Well, I did tell Major Zilley . . . but he's almost in the program himself so-" Flaccid cut him off with a flick of the wrist. He stood and poured himself a small white cup of coffee before sitting again and picking up a pencil. Major Cockey looked about uneasily. "I'm not going to put this in your report Major Cockey. . . Not this time. Just stay out of trouble. . please? The ruskies may be watching and who knows what they might do." Major Cockey laughed uneasily and tried to make a joke, "Well I suppose I could swallow a poison pill if they capture me." Major Flaccid looked at him evenly and said, "Thats a very good idea. Better take twice the normal dosage. You are a big one." "Ah. Well thank-you Sir. I'd better get going. Training and all." In that odd way Major Flaccid had he began to drift out of reality and after a minute flicked his wrist. "Sure. See you after training." - - - Major Cockey rode in a cold helicopter for several hours with a few other young astronauts. They were all in training and could hardly complain that they were cold, hungry, and tired. At least considering that the actual training mission hadn't even started yet. The drill commander, wearing an enormous pilot helmet and bug-eye sun glasses gave directions with his hands over the whine of the chopper engines as they approached a group of south pacific islands. It was still night out but the moon cast an adequate light with the reflection from the frigid waters below. When everyone was holding at least part of a headphone the commander spoke. "Ok men. None of you have been privy to information related to our destination. We are somewhere near the Solomon Islands. That is all you need know. Each of you will be dropped hard without parachute from a height of 35 feet onto the beaches of seaperate islands. We will pick you up sometime between five days from now and twelve days from now." With that he opened the helicopter cargo door and started pulling one of the men towards the opening. The poor guy started mumbling something about darkness and height. Just when the commander had him calmed down one of the other astronauts shoved him out and onto the beach below. Nobody else hesitated after that. Major Cockey was let out last of all. He had not braced his legs as he jumped fearing that would encourage a fracture. He had planned on rolling when he hit the ground, but the sharp pain in his side completely knocked the wind out of him. As the sun began to rise far to the east and the helicopter moved out of sight he felt under himself at the ground. The sand was moist and soft. Not at all what it felt like when he had fallen onto it from so high up. He stopped trying to figure out what had given his side so much pain and looked at his gear. He had an inflatable life preserver, one match, a knife, a compass -- and thats what really pissed him off. Why did he have a compass and no map? He didn't plan on exploring the island. It would be far safer and easier simply to go spear fishing or crab catching. After about an hour he started to get up when he felt the pain in his side go away a bit. "Hello.", he said as he noticed there was a glass bottle right under where he had fallen. He picked it up and started to heave it into the sea with all his might while chanting, "I got the right one baby!? Well Uh Huh this. . ." Just as he threw with all his might something odd happened. The bottle didn't go flying off into the sea. He was carried forwards by his own throw a few feet almost landing on his feet. The bottle was stuck to his hand as if by super glue. He looked at it. Just what the hell was going on, he wondered. Perhaps heating it up would help. He rubbed the bottle lightly on the side. Was that a giggling sound he heard? Sounded like a girl giggling. No. Surely not. He rubbed some more but stopped as soon as he heard the sound of wind blowing from the bottle. A plume of pink gas filled his vision for an instant then he was on his knees before the best looking asian woman he had ever seen. She was naked except for some flimsy sheer material that formed a light robe. Her skin was a perfect golden tan that cried out for loving. She had strong atheletic calves, thick but perfectly placed proportions that made the Major sweat. Her tits were sizable and didn't seem to be quite made for her tiny waist and small height. She was only about five foot three -- at best. Her hair was long and naturally full. Hazel eyes, sweet juicy, tiny full lips. A goddess. Oh my God, he thought realizing. A genie. I own another genie! What a wicked stroke of good luck. . . . His hands went towards her breast. "Stop.", she said in a stern voice that gave him a startle. "Oh. You probably want to know my name.", the major said. "Well I'm Major Cockey and you're my Genie and we're gonna get it ohhhhnnnn!" He lunged at her trying to take her in his arms but ended up on his face with a mouth full of sand. She had blinked herself a few yards away. "I'm no bimbo Major." The Major blinked. "No. Of course you're not my sweet. . . I had another Genie once, you know. She was blonde. Slight build. . ." "Oh. Her.", the genie said. "You know her?", the major asked feeling his cock pressing painfully against a leg of his pants. "Yes. But enough of her. If you wish to keep me you must agree to certain conditions." He nodded. What else could he do? "First, you will do my bidding. I am your master and you my slave." The major started, "But. . ." then thought better of it. Perhaps there were all sorts of genies and this one wanted to call the shots. With a body like hers he wouldn't mind. "I was once a mere mortal like you, myself Major Cockey." Of course, he thought. So was the old Genie. "But I was a prude, frigid little girl. Pompus and selfish. I actually told people they had no right to treat asian girls as sex objects. ", she paused to laugh as she started playing with her nipples. The major edged a little closer in her direction. "But that doesn't mean-", she started quickly moving away from him. "Did you really. I can't imagine you being frigid. . ." The Major's sentence trailed off into silence as he unzipped his pants and pulled the life gear over his head. "Now I see why they call you Cockey, Major." She giggled in a tone that made his thick prick dance with anticipation. He was close enough to touch her now, but the look in her eyes told him not too. She took the life gear from his hand and pulled it about her neck, wearing it like a fur coat. It completely covered her nipples. But the sight of it there just turned him on more. He sunk to his knees before her as she continued to make small talk. "It is not all fun being a Genie. We get stuck in bottles for years and years. A few centuries without sex and I guess anyone will give in-" she hesitated as she felt his rough giant hands on her delicate ankles. "I was a good girl once. Really. . ." His nose was just inches from her mound. He could smell her, and see that she was getting wet. Very wet. He brought his hands upwards slowly, savoring the feel of every inch along the back of her legs, knees, thighs, incredibly round ass. . . "You don't think of me as just a sex object do you Major?" The dazed way she had said it urged him onward. "No. Of course not baby." He kneaded the two cheeks overflowing into his hand as he lapped at her labium and already wet slit. Her legs spread open in reflex and invitation as her toes curled upwards and she arched her back. "Arrrrgh! I . . I I hold five degrees and OH! Can solve exponential equations of unlimited scope in my head --IEEEE". The Majors nose and chin were dripping with her juices as he pressed further towards the mark. A middle finger found her sticky itching backdoor and made her gasp with delight. She started bucking at the knees trying to ride his arrow sure tongue like it was a little cock. She was squating over his upturned head as she came. Her sweet juice squirted like a man's come into his mouth. He swallowed, surprised but not disapointed. After a few more wet loads she was done, panting at his feet holding her tummy. He rested his head on her breast, the life preserver there made his cock even harder. They cuddled for a time then she started asking him more questions. "Do you think I'm a sex object?" "Yes. The Best!" "But will you respect me in the morning?" "Genie. . baby. . . I will eat you for breakfast in the mornings!" "But I mean... isn't there something sick and perverted about what we just did? We hardly know each other. . . We just did it. I wanted it too. . . but somehow what we did . . isn't it dirty?" Major Cockey scratched his balls and looked about the desolate beach. "That reminds me, I need to take a shower." She frowned. Was he joking? He laughed and chuckled. She punched him in the gut with her tiny fist resulting in a pain for her hand. The Major decided to answer the question. "Well I hear what you're saying. . . But I do respect you. . . I wouldn't lie and say I love you, because I take that very seriously. But I do want to share myself with you. And we both wanted it. . ." The Major looked uneasy. He didn't usually have to get into deep conversations so soon after sex. And his cock was still hard. "Now you didn't do as I said Major." "Hmm?" "I told you I would be the master, yet you did those things to me without asking. You will be punished." Twisted man, he thought. Probably just part of a game. She blinked and suddenly they were sitting in a room quite familiar to the major. "Hey. I know this place. . ." The major jumped to his feet and zipped up his pants. He looked like a young boy as he ran from wall to wall of the small room pointing out pictures and posters to the slightly interested genie. "Yes. I know. This is your boyhood room." "Umm. So why are we here anyhow?" "Like I said, you must be punished." The major didn't know quite what she meant by that but it felt great to just be there. He felt like a lad again. Young, no responsibilities, an allowance he didn't have to work for. . . Ahh childhood. "Your mother's room is right across the hall. . ." "Yes, I know but-", he stopped. He felt his cock getting stiffer. He had always thought his mom was cute enough to fuck but would never dare. . . . "Yeah. So?", he asked. "So you will bang her brains out or you'll never see me again." The major gulped. What a choice. He wouldn't mind screwing what he knew would be in the room across the hall, but being forced into it like this was so humiliating. "Well. Get to it then!", the genie screamed. "Shhhh. You'll wake up the dead.", he said quietly. "She won't know its me. . will she?", he asked. The genie shook her head from side to side. Good. He opened the door and crossed the short hallway. His mom's bedroom door was open. There was a shapely woman lying there just under the covers. Dad isn't home, must be late afternoon he thought as he walked over to stand beside the bed. Damn. She was quite a looker. She was asleep and probably quite tired. She had worked nights and mornings in a local store all during his childhood. How would she react to a stranger comming in the room and banging her brains out? Probably not well, he decided. A plan came to mind. He gently pulled away the covers revealing her young body. She was only as old as he was due to whatever genie had done to get him there. Pert, large breast, cute face and large juicy bottom. She was wearing white stockings and high heels in bed! The skirt tossed on the floor meant she had just climbed in exhausted and forgotten the shoes. Her pussy was clearly visible between her thighs as she lay there on her belly. She didn't have any panties on but she was wearing a brownish braw. The random way her limbs had fallen in her sleep made her look so helpless. His cock jerked begging him to use it. He quietly closed the curtains, drew the blinds. It was dark in the room then and he waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness. Genie blinked into a corner of the room and stood there watching him with a smirk on her face. "And you talked about perverted!", he whispherd across the room. "Just get on with it." He unzipped his pants as quietly as he could and pulled them off. Next came his shirt and shorts. It took awhile but he was able to climb into bed beside his mom and cuddle up to her without waking her. When she did start to stir she felt a wet spot between her legs and a hand on her tit. "Oh George.", she said. Dad!? the major thought. Then he settled back down and started planting kisses on her neck. Soon they were locked in the deepest most erotic kiss he had ever been part of. He was afraid she would tell he was a stranger at that point. But nothing was said to stop him. She took off the braw and pressed his head towards her thick breast. Slurping, kissing sounds filled the room as he explored them. He nibbled and licked, swirled his tongue about her nipples, got her good and hard. Then he started twisting them till she screamed in painful pleasure. "Oh George. Whats gotten in to you!?" He paused. "No. Don't stop you fool!" He shruged then stuck two fingers up into her cunt as far as he could without warning. She gasped in shock. He rubbed his come dripping cock against her slit in the dark. He grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs up into the air, pressed her thighs against her chest, hooked her legs over his shoulders and aimed his cock for home. She held her own legs to keep them out of his way and spread her pussy as wide as she could for his cock. "Oh. Oh... OHHHH MY .. OHHH You're so big!", she screamed. He said nothing but grunted and panted with the effort as he stroked into her. The room answer'd her cries with the echoes of lewd liquidy sounds and flesh slapping flesh in time to his thrust. He knew she was starting to notice he was different than his Dad then, as she moaned something about how he hadn't came yet. He tried but couldn't speed himself up. She shuddered and bit her lip in quivering pleasure as she came and came. He almost lost it then, but for some reason he just couldn't shoot. But he decided to pull out anyhow, lest she discover he was some stranger. . . "I know you're not my husband. . ", she started. His heart jumped. What if genie left him here and she called the cops. They wouldn't believe his story. "I've often dreamed of having some strong man break into my house. . . and take me in his arms. And love me. And use me. And do all the things George can't.", his mother said as she beat his prick off with her hand. He decided not to speak and simply pressed his cock against her backdoor. She pressed her hands against his chest. He moved aside allowing her to turn over and arch her rear up towards him. She rested on her forearms and waited. The major stuck his tongue into her pussy as far as he could while holding onto her hips. She squirmed in pleasure and moaned her delight. It was hard at that angle but he managed to lick her clit and swab the whole area pretty well. Then he used his fingers, two first, then three, then five to poke in and out of her. She was hotter in there then he had ever felt a woman before. When he had gotten enough lube he gathered up he let it run from his fingers onto the crack between her buttocks. He had planned on going slow and gentle but she shook her head and told him to be rough. That was all he needed and soon he was on his knees behind her, humping for all he was worth into her tight little ass. Her head started bumping into the headboard with the force of his thrust before he was done and he could even hear the sound of her breast slapping together. "Ahhhhhh!", he cried as he came in long gushing torrents, flooding her rectum with his seed. Her own son's seed. He just had time to slap her on the thigh and let her lick his cock clean before genie blinked them back to the beach. "Hey! No fair.", Cockey cried. "You were having too much fun.", she giggled. "And you too I take it", he said observing the slick path of running come on her inner thigh. "Yes. I did! I think I'll bring my strap-on next time." The Major and genie cuddled together again while she thought up a new punishment for his latest sin. -- end --