Chapter 1: Mile High and Loving It

"I'm all packed, Master," came the voice of my beautiful girlfriend, Beth.

I know what you're thinking: Why is my obscenely beautiful girlfriend, who is light years out of my league, calling me "Master"?

Well, the somewhat long explanation is that only weeks ago, Beth was not a girl. She was a succubus. I guess I'm not even sure she's a girl at this point. She refers to herself as a "sex genie". She's currently coming up with some complicated rules and descriptions that explain what a sex genie is, but I guess you could say that she was just a non-evil succubus. Where it truly mattered, she was all woman in my book and luckily for me: My woman.

How did she get this way, you may ask (if you did not hear the story)? I walked into my dorm room and found her lying in a pentagram. She was quite literally screwing the life out of my stupid roommate, Martin, who had summoned her. After some cute bantering with the demon, I managed to distract her with my sterling wit and personality and tricked her into using the experimental VR Hypnosis equipment I invented. I then reprogrammed her hypnotized brain to destroy her evil persona (AKA her "demon soul"). What was left was the sexy creature that was playing havoc with my life for the last few weeks. To make things more complicated, we had fallen in love (as it turned out, love at first sight while we were bantering).

OK, that was the long answer. The short answer as to why this beautiful, sexy woman was calling me "Master"? Because she liked to piss me off. OK ... maybe not piss me off, just tease me (not sexually, but I guess she does that too). I've told her hundreds of times to call me "Josh" (which is my name, by the way. Otherwise, it would be a strange thing to ask her to call me). She does call me Josh or Joshua a lot, but every once in a while, when she's in a teasing mood, out came "Master".

Anyhow, I figured she was a bit nervous. To be honest, I was too. You see, I was bringing Beth home to meet my family and friends. This was the first time that I've ever had a real girlfriend and I was sure we would face the scrutiny that only your family, friends and ex-classmates could provide. To make things more complicated, we were heading home for Christmas. The holiday is always full of expectations. While I was looking forward to spending time with my girlfriend at a special time of year, I was a bit worried that things would not go smoothly. Still, we were both packed and we were waiting for the cab that was going to take us to the airport.

As we waited outside the dorm, we exchanged hugs with Martin and his girlfriend Mara (who happened to be another "sex genie" but that's another story) and then exchanged kisses with Kelly and Nora (who were my other girlfriends and yes; other sex genies too ... again, another story). When the taxi arrived, we put our bags in the trunk and soon we were off to the airport.

The flight home was relatively uneventful ... compared to what it could have been, I guess (I'm sure Beth could have provoked a massive orgy if she had wanted to). Due to Beth's uncanny ability to get money (I later learned that she had Swiss Bank accounts for more than a hundred years. She kept transferring funds to new identities every twenty years or so. Recently she had just switched names to "Beth Andros", her current name), she bought us first class tickets, so the flight itself was comfortable. What made things uncomfortable was that Beth kept teasing me about seducing a particular flight attendant. She was a gorgeous, busty, black woman who appeared to be in her late twenties.

"Come on, Josh. You know you want her. I'm sure we could convince her to help you join the 'Mile High Club'."

I knew I could not lie to her. "Deirdre" was gorgeous. "She is beautiful, but you could just take her form."

"I could. If I did though, you would have to do one thing."

"What?" I asked warily.

"You'd have to confess that you want her."

"OK, I may want her, but Beth you have to promise me..."

"I know ... I know ... I won't turn her into a sex genie against her will."

I groaned. "OK, I really do want her," I admitted.

"I knew it," she gloated. "Just let me know when and I'll take her form."

"Well, maybe later. I'm too tired now."

I was not lying. I was exhausted. I had spent most of the day yesterday, getting our stuff into storage, as Beth, Kelly, Nora and I were moving into nearby off-campus housing. It was part of a two bedroom duplex across the street from campus. Martin and Mara would be moving into the other unit. As much as I wanted to join the famed 'Mile High Club', I figured I could just wait to join on the return trip.

Of course Beth knew what I was thinking (as she always seems to know what I am thinking). "Well if you want to join the 'Mile High Club' our flight lands in three hours, so don't sleep too long," she grinned, as she unfastened her seatbelt and stood up.

That made me nervous. "Where are you going?"

"Just using the little girl's room. Wanna cum?" she smirked.

"Cute," I grinned, before yawning.

As she started to move, I put my hand on Beth's arm before she walked off, "Remember, don't change her into a sex genie."

"Of course, Honey. You know I would not change her into one without your permission."

I gave a sigh of relief, leaned back in my comfy first class seat and was asleep before I knew it.

"Are you comfortable, Sir?" came a female voice above me that awoken me from my slumber.

I looked up to see the lovely Deirdre standing in front of me, but I did not see Beth. "Yes, I am, thanks," I smiled and then she giggled.

"Don't recognize me, huh?" she winked.

"Beth?" I whispered and she nodded. "Where did you get the uniform?"

"In back. I wanted to complete the illusion. You like?"

"Yeah!" I grinned.

"Let's see if we can get your membership punched in the 'Mile High Club'," she husked.

All of a sudden, I was not so tired anymore. We practically sprinted to the bathroom.

Me and my stupid possessiveness during sex.

"You're mine!" I growled, as I thrust up into the lovely dark chocolate form that was writhing up and down on top of my sitting form.

"Oh yeah! Josh, baby! Fuck me yours!" moaned "Deirdre's" mouth!"

"Oh, shit! Baby, this form feels so good on my cock!"

"It's yours, just like the rest of me," she exclaimed, as I felt her pussy muscles clench violently around my embedded member.

"You're going to make me cum." I groaned.

"Oh yeah! Cum in my pussy, baby! I want it! Fill me up!" she started before moaning "Cumming!"

She used her mouth to silence our mutual orgasms, as I fired a number of powerful spurts into her clenching channel.

We continued to ride out our climaxes, as we deeply frenched, with an enthusiasm that was usually reserved for our most intense lovemaking sessions (though to be fair, these kinds of sessions were quite frequent for us).

"Oh, that was the best, Beth!"

"For me too, lover, but I'm not Beth. I'm Deirdre, but you can call me 'Dee', Josh.

"Very funny, Beth," I laughed, but noticed that while my partner was grinning ear-to-ear, she was not laughing.

"No, really," her smile was brighter than the noonday sun.

"But you said you were Beth," I murmured, hoping that my girlfriend would grin and tell me she was fooling. That did not happen.

"She suggested that we handle you like this. Otherwise, you might not have gone along with taking me."

"Crap!" I muttered under my breath, realizing that my cock was still fairly hard and deeply embedded in the incredibly hot woman. "Where's Beth?"

"I gave her one of my spare uniforms. She's out there working as me."

"Why would you do this?" I asked.

"Because Beth asked me to," she smiled.

"Don't you find it strange that you just did as she asked?"

'Well, yes and no?"

"Yes and no?"

"Yeah. I find it strange because after my bastard of an ex-husband, I consider myself a lesbian."

"I see you're still wearing a wedding band," I observed.

"It's probably the only thing he gave me that's worth a damn. The ring tends to keep jerks away, or at least helps."

"You said in a way that agreeing to have sex with me was not strange in some way."

'Well, when your girlfriend fucked the shit out of me and made me cum harder than ever before in my entire life, I figured it was the least I could do. When she told me that I would cum even harder with you, I couldn't wait."

'And you believed her?"

"I love her. Of course I'd believe her. I also really wanted to make her happy. By the way, she was right about you."

'How?"

"As good as it was with her, the sex I had with you was even better! I love you both so much! I'm so glad that I live only about ten miles away from where you two go to school."