I Dream Of Bridgette

admin · 25 Mayıs 2023, 01:53

Introduction: Bridgette B. is one of my favorite pornstars and so when I came across this photoset of her in a harem girl outfit, I knew I had to make a story of it! This story is a sexy parody of the old TV show "I Dream of Jeanie? but with a few sexy twists! I hope you like the story as much as I liked writing it!* * * * * * * * * *Tony Williams sat in the holding position, awaiting permission to enter the runway and take off. His small Cessna 340 twin-engine plane was fueled and ready for its flight to the Bahamas. He was a pilot for a prominent real estate agency, and was to fly to Nassau to pick up some clients who were looking to invest in a hotel deal there.It was a good day to fly too; the sky was clear, there was no weather to be concerned with, and his plane was in top condition. It should only take him about an hour to fly there and pick up his people, then an hour flight back and he?d be done for the day.Simple? or so it would seem.But today was not going to be an ordinary day. Not for Tony.The tower called him and gave him clearance to take off, and he rolled his aircraft onto the runway. A minute later he was airborne and headed for Nassau. But about 120 miles out, his aircraft started acting funny. He had passed Bimini and it was only another sixty miles to go to reach Nassau - a lot closer than trying to turn around and return to Ft. Lauderdale where he started from.He tried calling the airport at Nassau to let him know he was having troubles, but he couldn?t seem to get through, even though he was well within range. He tried calling some of the other airports around the area - San Andros, Mastic Point, even South Bimini, but he couldn?t raise anyone. Then, in desperation, he tried calling back to Ft. Lauderdale to see if maybe he could get them, but all he got back each time was static.Tony knew he was in trouble, but he had no other choice but to try to make Nassau and hope that his plane didn?t fall out of the sky before he could put it down himself. He took a look at his instruments. His altitude was good. His speed was good. He was flying level. He had plenty of fuel. The only thing that troubled him was that his compass seemed to be acting strangely.He looked at the direction the sun should be in and it wasn?t there - it should be just off his right side at about 2:00 or 30 degrees roughly, however, it wasn?t there. It was actually straight out his left-hand window at 270 degrees. This was completely wrong. He was lost and there wasn?t anything he could see to orient himself. He knew that he was in the infamous Bermuda Triangle, but he?d never had any troubles with this trip before and had no reason to expect anything different this time.Suddenly, his situation went from bad to critical; his left engine sputtered and died. A few seconds later, his right engine also died. He looked at his fuel gauge and, horrified, it read EMPTY!! He was miles from any land whatsoever and he was out of fuel! His plane began sinking closer to the water. He could glide for a little bit, but there wasn?t even land on the horizon anywhere around him. He was going to crash into the ocean and he didn?t even Ankara bayan escort know where he was - and he couldn?t call for help!The dark water crept closer and closer? it sure looked like the end for him. As he got closer to the water, he noticed how choppy the sea had gotten. This was going to be a hard crash landing and his plane would most likely break apart. At least he would sink fast and drown? it looked like a quick, albeit premature, death. Just before his plane struck the water, he blacked out, his mind not wanting to witness what was surely going to happen next.The next thing Tony knew, he was laying on what appeared to be a beach. He was flat on his back on the sand. He didn?t remember any island nearby? he certainly didn?t remember swimming to it. He was alive - at least he thought he was - and not even wet! What had happened? Was he alive or was this what happens when you die?He wasn?t sure of anything at this point. He felt hot, like the temperature was hotter than it should be. Hell, perhaps? No, it wasn?t that hot and there was no fire or anything he had come to associate hell with. But it wasn?t that nice seventy-two degrees it was when he left Ft. Lauderdale. His throat was burning and he stood up. His legs worked fine it seemed. He began walking, not having a clue where he was or where he was going. He just hoped he could find someone or something to explain all this.Tony walked for what seemed like hours. But he couldn?t know because he found that somehow his watch had gotten broken in whatever had happened to him so he had no idea of the time, adding even more mystery to his plight. He was sure now that this was no beach, but where was he? Tony?s throat was really burning now. He felt hot and he had stopped sweating. He knew from his first aid classes that he was suffering the early stages of heat stroke and that if he didn?t find some kind of shade pretty soon, drowning in the ocean would have been a much better death than what would befall him.Tony climbed one more sand dune and then he saw it. Something was out there in the distance. Or at least he thought it was something - at this point, just about anything was possible! But at least it was something to aim for? it was hope.Tony began walking toward the unknown object. It was some distance off; he could see it shimmering in the heat. And as he walked towards it, it got bigger and clearer. After about an hour of trudging through the sandy soil towards the object, he realized it was a tent! A multi-colored tent! Finally, maybe he could find out where he was and hopefully get rescued!He picked up the pace and scrambled the last little ways to the tent. He went around looking for the entrance and found it but when he went inside, a surprise awaited him beyond anything he could have possibly imagined!Inside the tent, laying on some fancy looking pillows and colored sheets, was a stunningly beautiful young woman! She appeared to be about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with long blonde hair and green eyes.She was wearing what to Tony looked like a harem-girl costume? something a girl would Escort bayan Ankara wear to a sexy Halloween party. But she was rocking it! She had a killer body and her outfit showed off every amazing feature of it. Tony stood there in the doorway of the tent, slack-jawed as the beautiful woman rose and came over to him.She spoke something to him, but Tony didn?t understand the language? it sounded like something you must hear in the Middle East someplace, but that was ridiculous - his plane only had a range of 1400 miles and the Middle East was almost 7,000 miles - and in the wrong direction! And because he was only going 400 miles round trip, he wasn?t even carrying a full load of fuel!?Where am I?? he asked the woman, ?What is this place??Again, she answered in the same strange language. This was getting him no place. He tried a different tactic. ?Is there anyone else around?? he asked, making hand gestures that might help get his question understood. But she just looked at him still confused.Great, he thought, the one person I find that might help me doesn?t speak English!He sighed in frustration, ?Oh, I wish you could speak English!? he said.?Your wish is my command, Master!? she said in perfect English.Tony was astonished. ?You speak English! Why didn?t you say so before???Because you didn?t wish it before, Master,? she replied.?What?? he said, puzzled, ?Who are you???My name is Bridgette, Master. I am your genie,? she said.?My WHAT?? he asked again.?Your genie, Master. I am yours to command. Anything you wish shall be granted,? she replied calmly.?I?m dead. That?s it. I died in the plane crash and this is my heaven. Or hell. That?s the only explanation!? he said aloud to himself.?But you are not dead Master! You are here with me. I saw you wandering in the desert and guided you here to me. I am yours now Master,? she said, trying to explain things to him.?In the desert? What desert - there?s no desert in Florida!? he said.?What is? Florida?? she asked.?Florida? you know, the United States! America, that?s where I?m from,? he said.Bridgette looked at him confused. ?I do not know this Florida or America,? she said.?Of course you do, everyone knows of America!? he said.?No, Master, I am sorry. But I do not know of this place you speak of,? she said.Tony gave up on that line of questioning at that point. ?Okay, that?s not important right now. Where am I? What is this place?? he asked.?It is Hasi al-Tabook, Master,? she said, astonished that he didn?t know where he was either.?Hasi al-Tabook? Where is that? What country is this?? he asked.?It is the Great Desert Master,? she said. ?Now please rest, Master. You have walked a long way and you are tired. Lay here and rest, Master, please. Would you like something to drink?? she asked.?Yes, that would be nice,? he said. And with that Bridgette clapped her hands twice and a small table with wine and glasses suddenly appeared just to his left side next to Bridgette. Tony was shocked, but Bridgette poured some wine into a glass and handed it to him. He sniffed it, then sipped it, then took a good mouthful of the sweet wine.When Bayan escort Ankara his thirst was slaked and his burning throat cooled, Tony laid back on the soft pillows. Bridgette sat down next to him and began running her fingers through his hair comforting her new Master.?So you are a genie, are you?? Tony said, skeptically.?Yes Master,? she said.?And I suppose you are to grant me three wishes, then?? he said somewhat mockingly.?Oh no, Master! I will grant you as many as you like! I wish to be your genie forever, Master!? she said.?I see. So how does this work?? he asked. Tony was still quite doubtful that he was fully in charge of his senses.?All you need do is wish for something and I will grant it,? she said. ?I am here to serve your every desire, Master.??I see. Well then, I wish to go back home to Ft. Lauderdale then,? he said.?Oh, Master, I am sorry but I cannot do that,? she said, sadly.?Why not? I thought you were a genie and could grant me anything I wished?? he asked.?Yes, Master I am a genie. However, I cannot grant that wish because you see not only have you traveled far from where you live, but you have also traveled back in time. This is the year 668 A.D. Master,? she explained.?Holy cow! That?s some 1300 years back in time! America won?t even be discovered by Christopher Columbus for another 824 years!? he said.?Being a genie means not only granting my Master?s wishes, but it also involves protecting him from any harm. I cannot send you back home because your Ft. Lauderdale, Florida doesn?t exist yet, if what you say is true. I would not know where you were, I would not know you were safe, and I would not be able to bring you back! I am sorry, Master, but my genie laws do not permit me to send you into unknown dangers, even if you wish it,? she said.?Yeah, I guess I understand. But what do I do now? I?m sure my boss is wondering where I am - I was supposed to be flying to Nassau to pick up some clients and bring them back to Ft. Lauderdale and the office to sign papers. He?s probably furious at me right now, I?m sure to get fired over this!? Tony said.?Master, you can stay here with me. You do not need to worry about your boss; here, you are the boss. You do not need to worry about being fired because I will stay with you for as long as you wish me to. And you needn?t worry about what to do now, because I will provide everything you could want and need, Master. I am yours to command,? Bridgette said.Tony listened to what Bridgette told him. He thought about his situation and about what he had left back home. He was single with no relationship ties. His parents were gone, and he had no siblings. His job, while fun and interesting, was still just a job.Then he looked at Bridgette. This woman, this beautiful sexy woman, was making him an offer no red-blooded man would turn down. She was his? she would give him whatever his heart desired. All he needed to do was wish for it and she would grant it. And then Tony had an idea.*I wonder? he thought to himself.?Bridgette, you say that you are mine to command and anything I wish you will grant me. What all does that entail, exactly?? he asked, trying to be as tactful and polite as he could.?Anything you wish, Master. Anything you desire, you need only wish it,? she said.?Even you?? he asked, finally having to be blunt.Bridgette smiled, lowering her head a bit but still looking at him coyly, ?Yes, Master? even me.?Tony felt his cock stir at her words.

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admin Admin Üyelik tarihi: 25 Şubat 2015 Mesajlar: 20.307	I Dream Of Bridgette `En Ateşli Sex İçin Arayın 0023780009232` Introduction: Bridgette B. is one of my favorite pornstars and so when I came across this photoset of her in a harem girl outfit, I knew I had to make a story of it! This story is a sexy parody of the old TV show "I Dream of Jeanie? but with a few sexy twists! I hope you like the story as much as I liked writing it!* * * * * * * * * Tony Williams sat in the holding position, awaiting permission to enter the runway and take off. His small Cessna 340 twin-engine plane was fueled and ready for its flight to the Bahamas. He was a pilot for a prominent real estate agency, and was to fly to Nassau to pick up some clients who were looking to invest in a hotel deal there.It was a good day to fly too; the sky was clear, there was no weather to be concerned with, and his plane was in top condition. It should only take him about an hour to fly there and pick up his people, then an hour flight back and he?d be done for the day.Simple? or so it would seem.But today was not going to be an ordinary day. Not for Tony.The tower called him and gave him clearance to take off, and he rolled his aircraft onto the runway. A minute later he was airborne and headed for Nassau. But about 120 miles out, his aircraft started acting funny. He had passed Bimini and it was only another sixty miles to go to reach Nassau - a lot closer than trying to turn around and return to Ft. Lauderdale where he started from.He tried calling the airport at Nassau to let him know he was having troubles, but he couldn?t seem to get through, even though he was well within range. He tried calling some of the other airports around the area - San Andros, Mastic Point, even South Bimini, but he couldn?t raise anyone. Then, in desperation, he tried calling back to Ft. Lauderdale to see if maybe he could get them, but all he got back each time was static.Tony knew he was in trouble, but he had no other choice but to try to make Nassau and hope that his plane didn?t fall out of the sky before he could put it down himself. He took a look at his instruments. His altitude was good. His speed was good. He was flying level. He had plenty of fuel. The only thing that troubled him was that his compass seemed to be acting strangely.He looked at the direction the sun should be in and it wasn?t there - it should be just off his right side at about 2:00 or 30 degrees roughly, however, it wasn?t there. It was actually straight out his left-hand window at 270 degrees. This was completely wrong. He was lost and there wasn?t anything he could see to orient himself. He knew that he was in the infamous Bermuda Triangle, but he?d never had any troubles with this trip before and had no reason to expect anything different this time.Suddenly, his situation went from bad to critical; his left engine sputtered and died. A few seconds later, his right engine also died. He looked at his fuel gauge and, horrified, it read EMPTY!! He was miles from any land whatsoever and he was out of fuel! His plane began sinking closer to the water. He could glide for a little bit, but there wasn?t even land on the horizon anywhere around him. He was going to crash into the ocean and he didn?t even Ankara bayan escort know where he was - and he couldn?t call for help!The dark water crept closer and closer? it sure looked like the end for him. As he got closer to the water, he noticed how choppy the sea had gotten. This was going to be a hard crash landing and his plane would most likely break apart. At least he would sink fast and drown? it looked like a quick, albeit premature, death. Just before his plane struck the water, he blacked out, his mind not wanting to witness what was surely going to happen next.The next thing Tony knew, he was laying on what appeared to be a beach. He was flat on his back on the sand. He didn?t remember any island nearby? he certainly didn?t remember swimming to it. He was alive - at least he thought he was - and not even wet! What had happened? Was he alive or was this what happens when you die?He wasn?t sure of anything at this point. He felt hot, like the temperature was hotter than it should be. Hell, perhaps? No, it wasn?t that hot and there was no fire or anything he had come to associate hell with. But it wasn?t that nice seventy-two degrees it was when he left Ft. Lauderdale. His throat was burning and he stood up. His legs worked fine it seemed. He began walking, not having a clue where he was or where he was going. He just hoped he could find someone or something to explain all this.Tony walked for what seemed like hours. But he couldn?t know because he found that somehow his watch had gotten broken in whatever had happened to him so he had no idea of the time, adding even more mystery to his plight. He was sure now that this was no beach, but where was he? Tony?s throat was really burning now. He felt hot and he had stopped sweating. He knew from his first aid classes that he was suffering the early stages of heat stroke and that if he didn?t find some kind of shade pretty soon, drowning in the ocean would have been a much better death than what would befall him.Tony climbed one more sand dune and then he saw it. Something was out there in the distance. Or at least he thought it was something - at this point, just about anything was possible! But at least it was something to aim for? it was hope.Tony began walking toward the unknown object. It was some distance off; he could see it shimmering in the heat. And as he walked towards it, it got bigger and clearer. After about an hour of trudging through the sandy soil towards the object, he realized it was a tent! A multi-colored tent! Finally, maybe he could find out where he was and hopefully get rescued!He picked up the pace and scrambled the last little ways to the tent. He went around looking for the entrance and found it but when he went inside, a surprise awaited him beyond anything he could have possibly imagined!Inside the tent, laying on some fancy looking pillows and colored sheets, was a stunningly beautiful young woman! She appeared to be about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with long blonde hair and green eyes.She was wearing what to Tony looked like a harem-girl costume? something a girl would Escort bayan Ankara wear to a sexy Halloween party. But she was rocking it! She had a killer body and her outfit showed off every amazing feature of it. Tony stood there in the doorway of the tent, slack-jawed as the beautiful woman rose and came over to him.She spoke something to him, but Tony didn?t understand the language? it sounded like something you must hear in the Middle East someplace, but that was ridiculous - his plane only had a range of 1400 miles and the Middle East was almost 7,000 miles - and in the wrong direction! And because he was only going 400 miles round trip, he wasn?t even carrying a full load of fuel!?Where am I?? he asked the woman, ?What is this place??Again, she answered in the same strange language. This was getting him no place. He tried a different tactic. ?Is there anyone else around?? he asked, making hand gestures that might help get his question understood. But she just looked at him still confused.Great, he thought, the one person I find that might help me doesn?t speak English!He sighed in frustration, ?Oh, I wish you could speak English!? he said.?Your wish is my command, Master!? she said in perfect English.Tony was astonished. ?You speak English! Why didn?t you say so before???Because you didn?t wish it before, Master,? she replied.?What?? he said, puzzled, ?Who are you???My name is Bridgette, Master. I am your genie,? she said.?My WHAT?? he asked again.?Your genie, Master. I am yours to command. Anything you wish shall be granted,? she replied calmly.?I?m dead. That?s it. I died in the plane crash and this is my heaven. Or hell. That?s the only explanation!? he said aloud to himself.?But you are not dead Master! You are here with me. I saw you wandering in the desert and guided you here to me. I am yours now Master,? she said, trying to explain things to him.?In the desert? What desert - there?s no desert in Florida!? he said.?What is? Florida?? she asked.?Florida? you know, the United States! America, that?s where I?m from,? he said.Bridgette looked at him confused. ?I do not know this Florida or America,? she said.?Of course you do, everyone knows of America!? he said.?No, Master, I am sorry. But I do not know of this place you speak of,? she said.Tony gave up on that line of questioning at that point. ?Okay, that?s not important right now. Where am I? What is this place?? he asked.?It is Hasi al-Tabook, Master,? she said, astonished that he didn?t know where he was either.?Hasi al-Tabook? Where is that? What country is this?? he asked.?It is the Great Desert Master,? she said. ?Now please rest, Master. You have walked a long way and you are tired. Lay here and rest, Master, please. Would you like something to drink?? she asked.?Yes, that would be nice,? he said. And with that Bridgette clapped her hands twice and a small table with wine and glasses suddenly appeared just to his left side next to Bridgette. Tony was shocked, but Bridgette poured some wine into a glass and handed it to him. He sniffed it, then sipped it, then took a good mouthful of the sweet wine.When Bayan escort Ankara his thirst was slaked and his burning throat cooled, Tony laid back on the soft pillows. Bridgette sat down next to him and began running her fingers through his hair comforting her new Master.?So you are a genie, are you?? Tony said, skeptically.?Yes Master,? she said.?And I suppose you are to grant me three wishes, then?? he said somewhat mockingly.?Oh no, Master! I will grant you as many as you like! I wish to be your genie forever, Master!? she said.?I see. So how does this work?? he asked. Tony was still quite doubtful that he was fully in charge of his senses.?All you need do is wish for something and I will grant it,? she said. ?I am here to serve your every desire, Master.??I see. Well then, I wish to go back home to Ft. Lauderdale then,? he said.?Oh, Master, I am sorry but I cannot do that,? she said, sadly.?Why not? I thought you were a genie and could grant me anything I wished?? he asked.?Yes, Master I am a genie. However, I cannot grant that wish because you see not only have you traveled far from where you live, but you have also traveled back in time. This is the year 668 A.D. Master,? she explained.?Holy cow! That?s some 1300 years back in time! America won?t even be discovered by Christopher Columbus for another 824 years!? he said.?Being a genie means not only granting my Master?s wishes, but it also involves protecting him from any harm. I cannot send you back home because your Ft. Lauderdale, Florida doesn?t exist yet, if what you say is true. I would not know where you were, I would not know you were safe, and I would not be able to bring you back! I am sorry, Master, but my genie laws do not permit me to send you into unknown dangers, even if you wish it,? she said.?Yeah, I guess I understand. But what do I do now? I?m sure my boss is wondering where I am - I was supposed to be flying to Nassau to pick up some clients and bring them back to Ft. Lauderdale and the office to sign papers. He?s probably furious at me right now, I?m sure to get fired over this!? Tony said.?Master, you can stay here with me. You do not need to worry about your boss; here, you are the boss. You do not need to worry about being fired because I will stay with you for as long as you wish me to. And you needn?t worry about what to do now, because I will provide everything you could want and need, Master. I am yours to command,? Bridgette said.Tony listened to what Bridgette told him. He thought about his situation and about what he had left back home. He was single with no relationship ties. His parents were gone, and he had no siblings. His job, while fun and interesting, was still just a job.Then he looked at Bridgette. This woman, this beautiful sexy woman, was making him an offer no red-blooded man would turn down. She was his? she would give him whatever his heart desired. All he needed to do was wish for it and she would grant it. And then Tony had an idea.I wonder? he thought to himself.?Bridgette, you say that you are mine to command and anything I wish you will grant me. What all does that entail, exactly?? he asked, trying to be as tactful and polite as he could.?Anything you wish, Master. Anything you desire, you need only wish it,? she said.?Even you?? he asked, finally having to be blunt.Bridgette smiled, lowering her head a bit but still looking at him coyly, ?Yes, Master? even me.?Tony felt his cock stir at her words.