I was in complete shock and I have seen men ripped limb from limb by magical creatures on a regular basis. Somewhere in the back of my well trained mind a voice was screaming that I needed to get up and back away from the possible dangerous entity now crawling from the picture frame. But that voice was becoming quieter as her mouth and hands caressed my still twitching cock and balls. It was her voice that brought me back to reality.
"Jokes aside though, I am actually stuck." She said, "You gonna be a gentleman and help me out of this picture frame? Or do I need to do something lewd in exchange for help?" She kissed the tip of my shaft and ran her tongue along the underside of the head.
"Uh yeah sure I can help you get unstuck," I said, my brain finally making an attempt at getting my body to do something. I stood up and pulled away from her. My sex machine's tentacle pulled from my ass with a loud squelching noise and I blushed in embarrassment. "Not usually this uh..."
"Of a butt slut," she said, finishing my sentence for me. "Don't worry sweetie, I like a man who doesn't mind a thick cock pumping inside him." She gripped her own cock and then said, "I actually prefer it." She bit her lip and let her hand continue lightly stroking her spire.
"I was gonna say shell shocked in the presence of beautiful women." I said quickly regaining my composure, and also a little defensive. "And I am not a butt slut." I walked to her thick ass that was stuck in the frame with some of my lube and lathered her up. "I am just a regular slutt."
She laughed, it was small laugh, but the kind that made you want to make it grow. "A gentleman with a sense of humor, a big cock, and enjoys getting fucked. How did a girl get so lucky?" She smiled at me over her shoulder and I smiled back. Gods she was gorgeous.
"I was just about to ask you how I got so lucky. Not often I masturbate and have a beautiful futa fall onto my cock from a picture frame." I put the lube down and started slowly using my hands to work the flesh of her ass out of the frame.
"I am a djinn," She said, "think of the painting as my bottle except you get me to come out by looking into my eyes and rubbing yourself." She moaned quietly and bit her lip when my finger brushed her asshole as I pulled her out of the frame. Instead of falling onto the bed she just floated there above the bed, whatever magic she had allowed her to levitate.