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It had to be a dream! Even though John was sure he was awake, the tall, blonde genie towering over him couldn't possibly be real. He blinked up at the illusion. She looked exactly like Barbara Eden in full Jeannie regalia, except her navel showed above her hip hugging harem pants. It occurred to John that he could bury his whole hand in that interesting cranny, and the thought was oddly arousing. Her voice, looming and yet with the hint of a laugh crackling just beneath the surface, forced him to focus higher up, onto her face. "You've freed me from the bottle," she told him with a twinkle in her eye. She looked so mischevious! "For that, you may have three wishes." Made sense. That's what genies were supposed to say. Since this had to be a dream, John said the first thing that popped into his mind. "I'll take a mansion on a private island, a harem filled with the world's 100 most beautiful blondes, and all the money it takes to run that household for my lifetime." "Done!" Jeannie told. She gave a throaty chuckle, crossed her arms across her oh so huge bosom, and gave a quick nod, blinking her eyes simultaneously. There was a bright flicker, like a camera flash bulb going off. It was John's turn to blink, and when his vision cleared, the genie was gone. He found himself in the vast entry hall of the most elaborate mansion he could have ever imagined. All around him, gorgeous blondes were busying themselves with the sorts of things bored women find to do.
Most of the women were strangers, but occasionally, he would spot a celebrated face. Kim was in a group of bathing suit clad women who were apparently headed to a pool somewhere else in the mansion. Madonna wandered by, dressed in lacey black underwear, and tossed him a sultry glance. Well, he hadn't said "natural blonde". John chuckled to himself and continued to explore his new domain. In the large ballroom, Dolly was perched on the dias at the far end of the room. She plucked her guitar as she composed a song about her love for John. He smiled, and started to move closer, but Christina wandered through with short shorts plastered to her buns, and he couldn't resist following her to enjoy the view a bit. "Why don't you let me show you the upstairs," came a sensuous voice. John turned to see Marla approaching him. She wore a tight lycra workout suit that molded her curves deliciously. "Sure," he told her as she took his arms and led him up the stairs. Bo, Ursula, and Linda, were on their way down the wide steps looking like three sisters. They smiled at him, but Marla nudged him when he tried to stop. After he passed them, one comment followed him up the stairs. "This John is _much_ sexier!"
Cheryl was soaking in a bubble filled tub in one bathroom, another famous Cheryl was doing her nails in another. The rumpus room, as Marla referred to it, was filled with women lounging on pillows. John spotted Jodie and Meryl in the crowd before his guide pulled on his arms. "The tour's not over!" she insisted. Cindy stood lounging against one of the doorways up ahead. She wore a loose, short lounging robe. John felt Marla's fingers tightening possessively on his arm. Cindy smiled a long, inviting smile up at John. She licked her lips suggestively before glaring at Marla. "It's not your turn yet!" Marla scowled back. "It's not your turn, either," she grumbled. "No," Cindy said, "but John can have us any way he wants." She took his other arm. "You want me right now, don't you?" she whispered into his ear, her lips brushing his skin. The tight bulge in his pants made it clear that John wanted someone right now. He swallowed, hard. "Who's turn is it supposed to be?" he asked, licking his own lips and wondering if he could keep from coming in his pants at the mere thought of these beauties competing to pleasure him. "Farrah's," Cindy answered with a pout. "She's waiting down the hall, in your room." "But you can have anyone you want," Marla reminded him. "What if I want all three of you?"
Cindy's eyes lit up. "Sure!" Marla seemed just as pleased. They dragged him towards the master bedroom. Just as well, John would have had trouble walking as aroused as he was. Farrah was waiting, all right. She was lying on her side on the bed, clad in a sheer nightie. Her tousled hair framed her beautiful face and her blue eyes sparkled. "Welcome home." "John wants all three of us!" Cindy said. She dropped her silk robe, revealing a perfect body. She jumped onto the bed because Farrah could protest, not that she looked like she would. It took Marla a few minutes to peal off her clothes. John watched appreciatively as he stripped out of his own. Next time he'd order the women to help him out of his clothes. For now, though, he enjoyed having three pairs of eyes rivetted on his body. He blushed a bit when his erection sprang from his pants as they fell to the floor. Marla threw herself into his arms, and their lips met. Together, they moved together to the bed. John's hands touched her breasts and their tongues danced together. Other hands grabbed his hips and fondled his balls and Farrah and Cindy's tongues duelled along his cock. In moments, he erupted from the excitement, but they gobbled down his cum and continued to lick him. When his penis became too sensitive, they moved to his legs and his belly. Marla's mouth moved down to his chest, working on his nipples. John started to get hard again and the women shifted positions. Cindy and Farrah offered him their breasts as Marla worked his cock with the mouth and hands. Soon he was erect enough for her to mount. He gasped as he felt her hot cunt lower onto his throbbing prick. Somehow, he managed to pull one each of Farrah's and Cindy's nipples into his mouth. Sucking them both at once, he let his hands explore between their legs. He found Cindy's wet slit, then Farrah's. As he buried his fingers in the moist, inviting tunnels, all three women moaned. Marla began moving up and down on his cock with more urgent movements. His hands matched her rhythm as he finger-fucked the other two. He found himself rising for another climax...the women all breathing harder as they too reached the crest of their passion. As one, they began to shudder and whimper. Pussies tightened around his fingers and his spurting cock. John's moans were smothered by their breasts as Farrah and Cindy seemed to collapse against him. Soon Marla had leaned forward to kiss his chin, as near as she could get to his lips. She stretched out on top of his to relax as Cindy and Farrah each snuggled up against his sides. He cradled their heads on his arms. "Nice to be home," he whispered, kissing each blonde head before dozing off. John hoped this would be a very long dream.

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