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# Posted: 1 Feb 2008 00:30:39 · Edited by: goodhusband
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It was the first Monday in March. I was in the library studying. Ginger Taylor was sitting at the next table. We weren't acquainted, but I knew who she was. Kelroy was a very small college. Everyone knew Ginger Taylor. She was the Kelroy College queen of sex. Just mentioning her name was enough to make a nerd like me get an erection.
I was having trouble concentrating. I wasn't very good with women. Being in this close proximity to a sex goddess like Ginger was all it took to make me nervous.
I was a good student. School work was generally very easy for me, but not on this night. For some odd reason I'd talked myself into taking a literature class. I liked to read. I thought the class would be fun.
It was fun when we were reading John Steinbeck, but now were reading James Joyce. I was finding his book "Ulysses" to be an insurmountable challenge. It was quite a bit heavier than the Rex Stout mysteries I was used to reading.
I glanced across the table. Ginger wasn't doing any better than I was. There was an open mathematics book on the table. She was swearing under her breath while she stared at the notebook next to her math book.
I was a mathematics major. I had this thought that maybe I could help her. I was just leaning over to get a better idea of what she was struggling with when she happened to look up.
Her eyes caught my eyes. I looked away immediately.
"It's okay, you can look at me. I don't mind. I'm used to it. Lot's of people stare at me." She had the sweetest, most musical voice I'd ever heard.
I timidly looked up at her.
She giggled. "You're blushing. That's really sweet."
I was so nervous that I couldn't speak and even if I could, I had absolutely no idea what I might try to say.
Ginger smiled at me. "You're really shy. I like that. What's your name?"
I somehow managed to stammer out, "Michael but everybody calls me Mikey."
"Well everybody calls me Mikey, my name is Ginger Taylor."
Her sweet manner was starting to relax me. I nodded, "I know."
She sighed. "I suppose you do. I guess everyone's heard of me."
It took every bit of courage that I could muster, but I managed to say, "I can help you with that."
She stared at me. There was a puzzled look on her face. "What do you mean?"
I suddenly realized that she thought I was talking about her reputation.
I got very nervous again. I started to stutter. "Yo yo your calculus. I'm a mathematics major."
She studied me, after a moment she smiled. "Really? That would be very sweet." She patted the chair next to her. "Why don't you come over here and sit by me Mikey."
I tried to pick up my things. My nervousness turned me into a complete klutz. I felt like I had ten thumbs.
Ginger started to giggle. She got up and walked over to me. "Here Mikey, let me help you."
She picked up my back pack and carried it to her table. I somehow finally managed to pick up my book, notebook and pencil and followed her to her table.
I tried to sit down in the chair opposite her.
Ginger patted the chair to her right. "Mikey honey I think it will be a lot easier for you to help me if you sit next to me."
I got up, walked around the table and nervously sat down next to this sex goddess.
As soon as I was seated she looked at my book and exclaimed, "Ulysses, I love that book."
I shook my head. "You must be a lot smarter than I am. It's completely incomprehensible to me."
Ginger started laughing. "I'll bet it's not as big a mystery as calculus is to me."
I was starting to relax again. "Let me look at the problem you're working on."
She passed me her notebook. I studied it or a moment. It was pretty basic stuff. I quickly saw where she'd gone wrong.
I picked up my pen. "Try this." I changed several of her calculations."
She looked at my changes for a moment and then nodded her head. "I see." She picked up her pencil and quickly finished the problem."
When she was done she smiled at me. "Mikey, you're a wonderful teacher."
I beamed with pride.
We spent the next two hours working together at that library table. I helped Ginger with her calculus and she interpreted James Joyce for me.
At 10:30 Ginger looked at her watch. "Mikey, I have to go." She shrugged. "I have a date."
She leaned over and kissed my cheek. "I really enjoyed studying with you tonight. Maybe we can do it again sometime."
I smiled at her. "I would like that. Thank you for your help with "Ulysses", I think I can write my paper now."
She giggled and patted my head like I was a little puppy. "It was my pleasure." Ginger picked up her books. "Baby, I have to run."
I sighed as I watched her walk out of the library. Ginger Taylor was the most beautiful girl in the entire world.
The pictures representing Ginger Taylor in this story are actually erotic film star Missy Monroe
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# Posted: 1 Feb 2008 01:32:54
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On Tuesday and Wednesday I went back to the library and sat at that same table. I had a tiny hope that Ginger might come back and study with me again. Sadly, there was no sign of her on either night.
On Thursday evening I went back to that same table, but I'd given up any hope that Ginger might return. Now I was just trying to relive that one beautiful evening.
I'd just opened a physics book when I heard a voice behind me. "Hi Mikey can I join you?"
It was Ginger. My heart soared.
I stood up and turned around. "Yes please, I would love it if you joined me." I pulled a chair out for her. "Won't you please sit down."
I really wasn't all that suave, but I looked good because I’d rehearsed this moment a thousand times in my mind since last Monday night.
Ginger giggled as she sat down. "My aren't you a gentleman."
We talked and studied. We had both had a similar sense of humor. It was easy to make Ginger laugh.
At 10:00 she looked at her watch. I assumed she was going to tell me she had a date, but instead she shocked me.
"Mikey do you have an apartment?"
I nodded. "Yes I do."
"Would you like to show it to me."
I was flabbergasted. My jaw dropped to the floor. I didn't know what to say.
Ginger misread my expression. She frowned and looked down at the floor. "I'm sorry, it's obvious that you don't want to be seen with someone like me." She stood up. "I'll leave. I don't want to embarrass you."
I stood up and madly shook my head. "No no, you misunderstood. I would love to be seen with you. I just couldn't understand why a beautiful girl like you would want to be seen with a dork like me." I took a deep breath. "Ginger, I've never had a girl ask me to show her my apartment before."
Ginger smiled at me. "Aren't we a pair, were both so insecure that we almost scared each other away."
She grabbed my arm. "Come on sweet Mikey. You now have a girl who wants to see your apartment."
I grinned at her. "Can we walk out of the library very slowly?"
"Why?"
"I want everyone on the campus to see you holding on to my arm."
Ginger leaned over and kissed my cheek. "Mikey, that might just be the nicest thing a boy has ever said to me."
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# Posted: 1 Feb 2008 01:44:25
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Well, well. Nice to see you GH. Is there a story about green grass somewhere ? Either way, lovely romantic bit here. Your touch gets lighter and surer every time. Beautiful.
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# Posted: 1 Feb 2008 01:58:41 · Edited by: goodhusband
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Hey Peak
Sometimes you find out that it's just sand that's been dyed green.
I'm a little nervous about starting this story right now because I'm a little pressed for time, but it got into my head and I started writing it.
I may have to end up taking serveral large breaks while I'm telling the story.
After finishing April's story, I also swore I'd never write another serial, but here I am at the beginning of one.
Peak you're right, this is going to be a very romantic story. Those are my favorites. I'm already in love with Ginger. She's sweet, smart, vulnerable, independent and in love with sex.
GH
PS There is do doubt in my mind now that this is the best place to introduce a story.
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# Posted: 1 Feb 2008 02:00:44 · Edited by: goodhusband
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It was early March. It was still winter in the upper Mississippi Valley. The temperature during the day hovered around freezing. At ten o'clock at night it was much colder. We were both wearing jackets, caps and gloves; but it was still a chilly five block walk to my apartment.
Ginger held on to my arm very tightly. She was trying to use me to keep her warm. I liked it.
At first we walked in silence. There was a full moon. It was a beautiful evening.
After about a block I looked at Ginger. "Why did you think I wouldn't want to be seen with you. You're one of the most popular girls on the campus."
Ginger shook her head and laughed. "Oh no I'm not. I'm the campus slut. Nobody ever wants to take me to the theatre or a dance. When I get asked out it's to go over to a guys apartment to watch television." She shook her head. "Half the time when I get there the son of a bitch doesn't even have a television."
I stopped walking and held Ginger's hand. "I'd love to take you to the theatre. Would you go if I asked you?"
Ginger grinned at me. "Mikey I would love to go to the theater with you."
She put her arms around me and hugged me. "Mikey, you might be the nicest boy I've ever met."
"Will you go to the theatre with me Saturday night?"
Ginger's face broke into a big smile. Suddenly her smile turned into a frown. "Mikey, I'm sorry. There's a big fraternity party Saturday night. I really need to go to it."
"Why?"
"What do you mean why?"
"If I understand what you just said, you're telling me those guys only want you for your body."
Ginger slowly nodded. "That's right."
"So why are you going to the fraternity party?"
She smiled at me, but didn't say anything.
I stared at her for a moment and then turned and started walking away.
"Mikey where are you going?"
I stopped and looked at her. "It's not nice to toy with someone just because he's a nerd."
"Mikey I wasn't playing with you."
I stood still.
"Mikey please come back."
I walked over to Ginger.
She took my hand. "Mikey I do want to go to the theatre with you. I like you a lot." She took a deep breath. "Okay, I'll try to answer your question. It's a question I've spent a lot of time thinking about."
Ginger took my arm. "Can we start walking again?"
"All right."
We walked for about a 1/2 block in silence. Finally Ginger said, "I like sex Mikey. It's a passion for me."
We kept walking. I didn't say anything.
"But there's more to it than that." She smiled. "I also like being bad."
"I don't understand."
"I don't want to be a Barbie doll cheerleader. I like being the campus slut." She shrugged. "I don't know, maybe it makes me feel like I'm a rebel. In class I like to speak my mind. I don't kiss up to anybody."
She shook her head. "I work hard in school and get good grades. I have a part time job and a full scholarship. I support myself. I don't belong to anyone and I don't have to rely on anyone.”
She smiled at me. "Sex is my only vice, and I enjoy it. I fuck lot's of different guys and I don't give a damn about what anybody thinks."
Ginger squeezed my hand. "Sometimes I fantasize about living in Paris in 1890. I'd hang out in the Moulin Rouge with Toulouse-Lautrec, Jane Avril and Aristide Bruant. I'd spend every night drinking absinthe and fucking rich French aristocrats."
I didn't know what to say, so I just kept listening.
Ginger suddenly stopped. She held both of my hands in her hands and looked at me. "Mikey there's one more reason. Having unattached sex with lots of different guys is safe. There's no commitment. I can't get hurt." She stared into my eyes. "Mikey, you scare me. Promise me you won't hurt me."
I took a deep breath. "Ginger I don't think we know each other well enough to be able to honestly make that promise." I paused to think. "I'm also afraid you're going to hurt me." I smiled at her. "But right now I think I'm willing to take that risk."
Ginger smiled back at me. "I'm going to keep going to fraternity parties and dating lots of guys. It's an important part of my life right now, but I'd also like to be able to go to the theatre with you."
I laughed. "you’re asking to have your cake and eat it to."
She nodded. "I guess I am. Will you let me?"
I stared at Ginger. After a moment I nodded my head. "Yes I think so, at least for the time being."
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# Posted: 1 Feb 2008 02:13:14
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Welcome back GH!
Great to see that you're writing again. If it's anywhere near as good as your previous offerings I know we are in for a treat!
subchard
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# Posted: 1 Feb 2008 02:17:12 · Edited by: goodhusband
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When we got to my apartment, my roommate Tony Milner was sitting in the living room watching the end of the ten o'clock news. Tony was a shrimp wimp just like me.
He jumped up when we walked in.
I took Ginger's jacket.
While I was hanging it up in the closet she walked over to Tony and extended her hand. "Hi I'm Ginger Taylor."
I smiled as Tony shook Ginger's hand and barely managed to stammer out, "I'm Tony Milner."
Ginger turned to me. "Mikey can I use your bathroom? I really have to pee."
I nodded. "Of course, it's right next to the kitchen."
As soon as Ginger closed the bathroom door Tony looked at me. "That's Ginger Taylor."
"I know."
"What's she doing here. She's way out of your league. Hell, she's way out of your universe."
I shrugged. "I don't know. I met her in the library. She seems to like me."
Tony shook his head. "This is too fucking weird."
"What's too fucking weird?" It was Ginger.
Tony and I had been so busy talking that we hadn't heard the toilet flush or the door open.
I looked at Ginger and laughed. "Tony was just explaining to me that you're not only way out of my league, you're way out of my universe."
Ginger walked over and kissed Tony's cheek. "You're very sweet"
Tony's face was beet red.
Ginger was giggling as she grabbed my hand. "Come on stud man. It's time to show me your bedroom." She looked at Tony. "Your roommate is about to get lucky."
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# Posted: 1 Feb 2008 02:20:19
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Hi Subchard
Thankyou, It's nice to be back.
You can read what I wrote to Peak. I'm probably going to do more writig in bursts this time. Daily posts are a lot of work and a lot of pressure.
Thanks again
GH
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# Posted: 1 Feb 2008 02:37:18
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As soon as I closed the bedroom door Ginger grabbed me, pulled my face to hers and kissed me on the lips. As she kissed me she brazenly pushed her tongue into my mouth.
After a moment Ginger broke off her kiss and stared at me. "Baby is this going to be your first time?"
I nodded and very timidly said, "Yes."
Ginger started giggling. She grabbed my hand and pulled me over to my bed. "Come on Mikey, this is going to be fun."
Ginger sat down on the edge of my bed and pulled me down next to her. She took her top off and placed my hand on her naked breast
I was very inexperienced with women. This was the first time I'd ever been allowed to touch a girl's breast. I was outrageously excited.
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# Posted: 1 Feb 2008 02:47:59 · Edited by: goodhusband
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Ginger unbuttoned my pants and quickly pulled my jeans and my jockey shorts down.
I have a very small penis. It's only about three inches long when it's erect.
When Ginger saw it she gasped. "Oh my."
There was a frown on her face. She was obviously very disappointed.
I was embarrassed. I hung my head. I didn't know what to say.
Ginger recovered quickly and kissed my cheek. "It's okay sweetie. It's very small, but I can still have fun with it."
She started flicking it back and forth with her finger. "It really is very cute. I think I'm already falling in love with it. It's going to be my little pet dickie."
Suddenly I realized that I was losing control. I could feel that wonderful sensation of pleasure that comes right before ejaculation building in my loins. I wanted to tell Ginger to stop, but I knew it was already too late.
Ginger realized what was happening as soon as the first dribble of semen oozed from the tip of my penis. She quickly pumped my tiny cock and milked the rest of my cum out of me.
When I was done she put her semen covered fingers into her mouth, licked them clean and gave me a big smile.
"It's okay Mikey. That happens to lots of guys, especially when it's their first time."
She leaned over and kissed my cheek. "But if you're really my friend, were not done yet."
"What do you mean?"
"Now it's your turn to do me."
I gave her a puzzled look.
Ginger grinned at me. "I'll bet you've never eaten pussy before have you."
A little thrill of excitement shot threw me. I'm a normal male with a normal sex drive. Since I hadn't been getting my sexual needs fulfilled by dating women, I spent a lot of time masturbating while I looked at erotic internet sites.
Over the past year I developed a real fascination with sites that featured women in dominant roles. I wasn't really into whips and chains, but I loved the face sitting sites.
Ginger must have noticed my excitement because she started giggling. "Oh my, I do believe the idea interests you."
I grinned at her and nodded my head yes.
Ginger laughed. "Let's get undressed. Mikey honey you are about to get your first taste of pussy."
I was beginning to realize that Ginger loved to talk dirty.
As soon as we were both naked Ginger lay back on my bed and spread her legs.
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# Posted: 1 Feb 2008 02:50:13
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welcome back
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# Posted: 1 Feb 2008 02:53:12 · Edited by: goodhusband
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I was fascinated. I stared at her.
Ginger smiled at me. "Is this the first time you've seen a cunt?"
I was a little shocked and very aroused by her use of a word that I thought girls never uttered.
Ginger saw the shocked expression on my face and laughed. "Mikey I love to talk dirty." She sat up. "Try it, say Ginger I want to eat your cunt and play with your tits."
I hesitated.
"Don't worry it's okay. Try it."
I very tentatively repeated what she told me to say. "Ginger I want to eat your cunt and play with your tits."
Ginger leaned forward and kissed me. "Very good. now say it again with feeling."
Her smile was infectious. I started laughing. "Ginger I want to eat your cunt and play with your tits."
Ginger picked up my hands and held them. "Mikey I don't think I have ever had this much fun with a guy in my whole life. I'm starting to like you very very much."
I looked into her eyes. "I like you to Ginger."
She lay back on the bed. "Mikey make love to me. Make love to me with your tongue."
I took a deep breath and lay on my stomach between Ginger's legs. I closed my eyes and softly kissed the lips of her pussy.
Ginger shivered with excitement when she felt my lips touch her. "That's right baby, just kiss me."
I obediently followed her instructions and gently planted soft kisses along the entire length of her cunt.
Ginger sighed. "Mikey, that feels so nice."
As I kissed her I realized that Ginger was wet.
I wanted to taste her. I very slowly pushed the tip of my tongue between the lips of Ginger's moist pussy.
She shuddered when she felt my tongue.
Her response made be bolder. I licked her. It was a long slow lick. I stopped when I got to the top of her cunt. I'd read enough internet stories to know about her clitoris.
I looked. I could actually see it. It was a little button of flesh with a hood of skin around it."
I leaned forward and gave it a kiss.
Ginger started laughing. “Mikey you sweet son of a bitch, do that again.”
I kissed it again only this time I gently sucked on it.
Ginger gasped.
I quickly started licking the entire length of her cunt.
Ginger started giggling and wrapped her legs around my shoulders.
Her breathing started to get faster and faster so I started licking her faster and faster.
Suddenly all of the muscles of Ginger's body seemed to tighten. She gasped and then she screamed. As she screamed her whole body shook.
I knew she was having an orgasm, but I was still scared.
When she finally relaxed I gently rubbed the outside of her thigh and asked, "Ginger are you okay?"
She laughed. "Mikey I am wonderful!"
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. "Is everyone all right in there?" It was Tony.
Ginger answered. "We’re fine Tony. Your stud roommate just made me have an orgasm."
We both started laughing.
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# Posted: 1 Feb 2008 05:05:16
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We cuddled together quietly for a few minutes.
Finally I looked at Ginger and asked, "Are we done?"
She smiled at me. "Mikey you’re so cute." She paused for a moment and then she asked me, "Do you want to be done?"
I shook my head. "No I'm having way too much fun to stop."
Ginger laughed. "So am I." She leaned over and kissed me. "What would you like to do next Stud man?"
"Could I eat you some more?'
Ginger looked at me. "Really?"
"Yes, making you cum was fun. I want to do it again."
Ginger shook her head. "Mikey honey where have you been all my life?"
"What do you mean?"
"Baby most college guys don't like to eat pussy. They think it's dirty."
"I don't"
Ginger laughed. "That's obvious." She smiled. "Okay, how do you want to do it?"
I knew exactly how I wanted to do it, but I was a little afraid to tell her. I thought for a moment. Finally I decided to be adventurous.
"Would you think I was a pervert if I told you I wanted you to sit on my face?"
Ginger grinned at me. "No honey I wouldn't. First of all I am very open minded about sex. Secondly that sounds like a lot of fun."
She pushed me down on the bed. "Lie back baby."
Ginger turned around so that she was facing my feet. She straddled my head and slowly lowered her cunt onto my face.
"Mikey I don't want to suffocate you, so tap my thigh if you have trouble breathing. I'll get off of you."
I was in heaven. I pushed my tongue into Ginger's cunt. I heard her sigh.
I started licking her. Ginger started rocking back and forth on my face. I suddenly realized that she was fucking my tongue.
We quickly fell into a nice rhythm. Ginger rocked back and forth while I licked the entire length of her cunt.
Each time she rocked Ginger went a little bit further. As I was licking her, I noticed that when she rocked backward the tip of my tongue was getting closer and closer to her asshole.
This was my latest internet fascination. I’d just found a story about a submissive man who was required to lick his dominant mistresses asshole. Every time I wanted to masturbate I found myself going back to that story.
Now Ginger's gorgeous ass was right over my face. The opportunity to do it was right in front of me. Ginger just told me that she was very open minded about sex. I decided to risk it.
She rocked forward. I sucked her clit for a moment and then she slowly started to rock back. I let my tongue follow her movement only this time when I got to the base of her cunt I didn't stop. Instead I let the tip of my tongue slide into her asshole.
Once my tongue was touching her asshole I pushed it in. I pushed it in as far as I could.
Ginger stop rocking. For a moment she was perfectly still and then she jumped off of me and turned around.
"What did you just do?"
I was suddenly ashamed. My face turned red and I bit my lower lip. "I'm sorry I ah well...."
Ginger took a deep breath. "Mikey you licked my asshole."
I stared at the floor.
"Nobody's ever done that to me before."
"I'm sorry Ginger."
She laughed. "No honey don't be sorry." She shrugged. "I admit that I was just a little bit shocked when you did it, but Mikey that’s the hottest thing anybody's ever done to me."
She grinned at me. "Would you like to do it again?"
I very tentatively said, "Yes."
Ginger giggled and rolled over on to her stomach. "Mikey honey this might be one of the most exciting things I've ever done."
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# Posted: 1 Feb 2008 05:52:12
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I have to admit I kind of passed up this story until I saw it was written by you GH. I'm very happy I noticed and started reading... its a VERY nice start. I look forward to seeing more as you have time.
If you don't mind me asking, where are you from? If you don't want to post it here, please PM or email me. Take care and keep up the great work.
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# Posted: 1 Feb 2008 07:53:48
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Welcome back GH......fantastic start, lots of romance and a little introduction of loving female authority with the "asshole" licking, I'm guessing that'll lead onto things , as always you have the balance just right......kindness, romance, the love of raw sex, and the power exchange balance being established from the outset......it's shaping into another fantastic read by your good self....thank you!
Mel x x
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# Posted: 1 Feb 2008 12:13:21
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Hi Mel
It's nice to hear from you. As always thanks for your nice comment.
You have a pretty good idea of what's coming. There's going to be a little process of discovery, but it's all coming.
GH
Everyone
I'm sorry I tried to finish this segment last night, I feel asleep at the keyboard (that happens sometimes) I'll try to finish it right now before I go to work.
GH
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# Posted: 1 Feb 2008 12:55:43 · Edited by: goodhusband
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Sorry I ran out of time. It's almost done, but it needs to be proofread and revised.
I post the final part of this segment tonight (It's 6:00 am here.)
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# Posted: 1 Feb 2008 22:49:16 · Edited by: goodhusband
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I got on my knees behind Ginger. I was excited, very excited. Now I didn't have to be nervous about what Ginger would think, she asked me to do this.
My loins tingled with excitement as I slowly spread the cheeks of Ginger's gorgeous ass. I closed my eyes, Ginger sighed when she felt my lips touch her puckered little anus.
At first all I did was kiss her.
I discovered internet sites dealing with dominant women when I was eighteen. I immediately realized that they appealed to me. Since then I fostered a secret desire to submit to a powerful woman. This was one of my deepest secrets. I didn't dare to divulge it to anyone.
Now as I pressed my lips against Ginger's asshole I secretly fantasized that I was submitting to her will. When I pushed my tongue into her anus I imagined myself agreeing to become Ginger’s slave. I was wildly excited. Of course, there was absolutely no way I was going to tell her this. I was certain she would think I was a disgusting pervert and immediately get dressed and leave.
Ginger reached back between her legs and started rubbing her clit. I could tell that she was also excited.
She masturbated while I pushed my tongue in and out of her asshole. It wasn’t long before Ginger started to moan. I grabbed her hips with both of my hands and buried my face into her ass. Both of us were on fire.
Suddenly Ginger stopped moving. For a moment she stayed absolutely still and then she arched her back, gave out an wild scream and started to shake.
This orgasm was even more intense than the last one.
I sat up and waited. When Ginger's climax finally started to subside, she collapsed on the bed.
After a moment she rolled over and grinned at me. "Mikey that was fucking amazing."
I smiled. "I like it to."
She looked down at my crotch. "Look at you, you have a little stiffy."
I looked down. My little penis was sticking straight out.
She wiggled her finger. "Come here baby, it's time for you to lose your virginity."
I climbed on top of Ginger. She deftly guided my tiny penis into her wet vagina.
We both giggled when I slipped into her.
As I started fucking Ginger I asked, "Is this safe?"
She looked up at me with a puzzled expression. "What do you mean?"
"I don't want to get you pregnant."
Ginger grinned at me. "Mikey you're a prince. Thank you for being concerned." She shook her head. "No I'm not going to get pregnant. This is very safe."
I fucked Ginger for several minutes. When I felt myself getting ready to cum I pulled out and ejaculated on her stomach.
When I was done Ginger looked up at me and asked. "Baby why didn't you cum inside me?"
I shrugged. "I didn't think I was supposed to."
"What do you mean?"
"In the porno movies the guy always pulls out before he comes."
Ginger started to laugh. "Sweetie I can see that I'm going to have to do some serious educating with you."
She sat up. "Mikey will you get me a towel or a wash cloth."
I ran into the bathroom and came back with a clean hand towel.
Ginger wiped my semen off of her stomach and patted a spot on the bed next to her. "Lie down next to me."
As soon as I lay down, Ginger put her head on my shoulder and snuggled up to me..
We cuddled together quietly. After a few moments Ginger said, "Don't worry Mikey, I'll get up and go in a few minutes, but I‘m really enjoying lying here with you right now."
I rolled over and looked at her. "I don't want you to go."
Ginger stared at me. "Really?"
I nodded. "Really."
Can I stay and sleep with you tonight?"
"I would love that."
She smiled. "Mikey you're wonderful."
"You can sleep with me tomorrow night to if you want."
Ginger got really quiet. After a moment she said, "I'm sorry Mikey, I have a date tomorrow night."
I suddenly got jerked back to reality.
I looked at Ginger. "You're going to that fraternity party on Saturday night aren't you."
"Yes honey, I'm sorry but I am and I also have a date on Sunday night." She smiled. "But I don't have any plans on Monday night. Can I meet you in the library again?"
I sighed. "Yes, that would be nice."
Ginger heard the disappointment in my voice. "Honey I'm sorry, but I told you that seeing lot's of guys is a very important part of my life right now. I guess I'm sowing my wild oats. I want to be with you, but you're going to have to live with this. Can you do it?"
I looked at Ginger. She was so beautiful.
I nodded and said, "I'll try."
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# Posted: 2 Feb 2008 08:25:30
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Excellent.....I wonder if Ginger really has all the dates she says? is she saying she has them just to establish the dynamic as she recognises that Mikey is a keeper, a perfect cuckold slave.....my mind ponders Goodhusband, yet again your writing takes us through the twists and turns of a relationship forming and keeps us on the edge of our seats with excitement and antisipation.......
A great story teller is what you are Goodhusband
Thanks for taking the time to entertain us all
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# Posted: 2 Feb 2008 13:23:35
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Good morning Mel
Although I think it's probably afternoon in the UK. Thankyou, that was a very nice thing to say.
I won't make any comments on the plot just yet. I guess we just have to see how all this unfolds.
GH
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# Posted: 2 Feb 2008 13:24:04
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The next morning I woke up before Ginger. I watched her sleep for a few moments and then I slipped out of bed and went into the bathroom.
I showered, shaved and brushed my teeth. When I was done I left my toothbrush and hairbrush out and grabbed a clean towel.
Ginger was awake when I walked back into the bedroom.
She smiled when she saw me. "Good morning Mikey."
I smiled back. "Good morning."
I sat down on the edge of the bed.
Ginger sat up and kissed my cheek. "Are you still glad I'm here?"
I nodded. "Yes, waking up and finding you in bed next to me this morning was like having a fantasy come true."
Ginger stared at me. "Mikey that was a lovely thing to say."
I got embarrassed and stared at the floor.
Ginger started to giggle. "You are absolutely the sweetest boy I have ever met and you deserve a reward for being so sweet."
She pushed me down on the bed, slipped between my legs and picked up my little penis.
Ginger looked up at me and grinned. "This is my private toy now. I don't want to hear about any other girls getting to play with it."
I knew that Ginger was just teasing me, but I was more than willing to comply with her directive. As far as I was concerned, Ginger Taylor could own me if she wanted.
"I love my little toy. It's so easy to make it stand up."
I looked down. I had an erection.
Ginger looked up at me and smiled. "Mikey honey you are about to get your very first blow job."
I watched Ginger. She gently held my tiny erection between her index finger and her thumb. I gasped as she slipped her lips around the head of my little penis and started to suck on it. I closed my eyes. The next minute was pure bliss for me.
It didn't take Ginger long to make me cum. When it happened, she kept my cock in her mouth while I ejaculated.
When I was done she sat up, licked her lips and smiled at me. "Mikey I love the taste of your cum." She leaned forward. "It really is wonderful. You should have a little taste."
Ginger started laughing, grabbed my face and gave me a big wet cum filled kiss on the lips.
I know that I should have been horrified, but I wasn't. There was absolutely nothing that Ginger Taylor could do that would horrify me.
After she kissed me, Ginger stared at me with a big smile on her face. "Come on Mikey, do it. Lick your lips."
At that moment I would have done anything that Ginger told me to do.
I grinned at her and licked my semen off of my mouth.
Ginger giggled. "Doesn't it taste wonderful!"
The consistency was a little difficult to cope with, but It really didn't taste all that bad so I smiled and nodded.
Ginger laughed. "Mikey you're so much fun."
Suddenly she got very quiet and just stared at me. After a moment she put her arms around me and hugged me. I hugged her back. We didn't say anything. We didn't have to. At that moment, with that hug, we told each other that we cared.
Finally Ginger let go of me and sighed. "I need to use your bathroom."
I handed her the towel I'd brought out. "This is a clean towel in case you want to take a shower. I left my tooth brush and hairbrush out so you can use them if you want to."
Ginger giggled. "We must be getting very serious about each other if we’re sharing a toothbrush."
I smiled at her. "We can be toothbrush buddies."
Ginger laughed. "I like that." she kissed my cheek. "Toothbrush buddy, I'm going to go take a shower. I'll be right back."
I watched Ginger run into the bathroom. She was gorgeous.
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# Posted: 2 Feb 2008 14:54:46
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I walked out to the kitchen. Tony was sitting at the table eating a bowl of cereal.
As I opened the refrigerator he said, "It sounded like you had fun last night,"
I took out four eggs and block of cheese. I set them on the kitchen counter and turned to Tony. "It was the most amazing night of my life."
Tony grinned at me. "That's how it sounded."
I shook my head. "I'm sorry if I made your evening difficult."
He laughed. "Are you kidding me. Vicarious sex is the only kind I get."
I cooked two omelets.
Just as I was setting them on plates, Ginger walked into the kitchen. She was freshly showered and her blonde hair was brushed. She wasn't wearing any makeup. She was gorgeous.
I stared at her. "you're the most beautiful woman in the world."
Ginger turned to Tony and grinned. "If you want to get laid, pay attention to him. He knows exactly what to say to a girl."
I smiled at Ginger. "I made cheese omelets. Would you like one?"
Ginger nodded. "I would love one."
As she sat down at the kitchen table she shook her head. "Mikey I've slept with a hundred guys. You're the first one who ever made me breakfast in the morning."
I laughed. "I guess that makes me the perfect lover."
Ginger stared at me. "I am starting to believe you might be the perfect boyfriend."
I stared back at Ginger. After a moment I said, "I think I’d like to try to fill that role."
She winked at me. "It won't be the easiest job in the world."
I sighed. "No I don't think it will be, but I’d still like to apply."
Ginger smiled. "Really?" She paused, "I think I'm getting very excited about Monday."
When we were done with our breakfast I walked Ginger to her dormitory.
When we got to the front steps she hugged me. "Mikey I had a wonderful night."
I smiled at Ginger. "So did I." I sighed. "Monday seems like it's a long ways off."
Ginger kissed me. "It will come very quickly." She patted my cheek. "I have to go."
Ginger turned and ran into her dorm.
I stood on the steps for a moment and wondered exactly what I was getting into.
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# Posted: 2 Feb 2008 15:48:18 · Edited by: goodhusband
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I was all alone Friday evening.
Tony had left about an hour earlier to go home to visit his family. It was his usual weekend routine. His parents had a dairy farm in southeastern Wisconsin. I'd gone home with him several times. It was a nice place to visit.
I couldn't go home. It wasn't a choice for me. I didn't have a family. My mother got pregnant by a man she met in a cocktail lounge. She didn't even know his last name. I guess you could say that I was a real bastard.
My mother was a good woman and a wonderful mom, but she didn't have any education. She made her living by cleaning other peoples houses.
My mother was diagnosed with breast cancer when I was sixteen. She was dead six months later. She was only forty-one.
The doctors told me that the cancer was just too far along when they found it. Everyone shook their heads and said that my mom should have been getting regular checkups. If they could have caught the cancer earlier they could have saved her.
We didn't have any money. My mother couldn't afford to go to the doctor. America, the land of the free does a very poor job of caring for the health of many of it's citizens.
The county tried to put me into a foster home. I wasn't in a very good state of mind during the period after the death of my mother. I ran away from every home they put me into.
A high school social worker finally saved me. She found an independent living group home for me. Basically I lived on my own. I got a part time job and took care of myself while I finished high school.
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# Posted: 2 Feb 2008 15:51:26
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I made myself some spaghetti. It was my favorite food. After dinner I cleaned up the kitchen and tried to study.
I couldn't do it. I couldn't concentrate. I kept thinking about Ginger.
I looked at the clock, it was just after 7:30. I doubted that her date had even picked her up yet.
All kinds of question occurred to me. Did I know him? Was he taking her out to eat or to a movie before they went to his apartment, or were they just going to go to his place and fuck?
I wondered how Ginger was dressed. I imagined that she looked beautiful. She was probably getting ready right now. I pictured her sitting in front of a mirror putting on her makeup. She would want to look gorgeous for her stud.
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# Posted: 2 Feb 2008 16:18:33
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I imagined her date picking her up at her dorm. He would certainly be tall and very handsome.
Ginger would most likely give him a kiss when she walked up to him.
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# Posted: 2 Feb 2008 17:08:41 · Edited by: goodhusband
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Suddenly I realized that I was getting excited. I stopped. This was all wrong. Guys weren't supposed to get turned on when they thought about their girlfriends and other men. Guys were supposed to get jealous.
I was jealous, there was no doubt about that. At that moment I would have given anything to be with Ginger. But I wasn't with her. Instead she was with another man and she'd made it very clear to me that she fully intended to let that man fuck her tonight.
That knowledge should have been tearing me apart; but it wasn't, it was giving me an erection.
I felt like a pervert. I tried to force these thoughts out of my mind. I turned on the television. It didn't help.
I kept thinking about Ginger and her date.
I imagined her holding on to his arm as they walked to his car. I was certain that he'd be one of the rich frat boys, so he probably had a fancy sports car.
I pictured them having dinner at a fancy restaurant. Ginger would be flirting with him and laughing at all of his jokes.
These thoughts were both incredibly painful and incredibly exciting to me. I started to understand that they were related to my masochism.
I got up and went to my computer. I turned it on and went straight to the web sites that dealt with female domination. I started looking at the pictures and imagining that they were Ginger and me. I found a picture of a man groveling at a woman's feet and dreamed about groveling at Ginger's feet when she came home from a date.
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I started following links on the web sites. Suddenly a site opened up with the word cuckold across the top. I knew what the word meant, but I’d always considered it archaic. Now it was being used in a modern context.
I opened up the site and started reading. There seemed to be several variations on the cuckold theme.
One of the themes struck a chord with me. It was the submissive cuckold whose dominant wife dated other men as a marital right and an expression of her supremacy.
These men were not allowed to play with other women. They were required to remain chaste and faithful while their dominant goddess wives played with any man they chose.
I remembered Ginger’s playful comment when she was fondling my penis this morning. “This is my private toy now. I don’t want to hear about any other girls getting to play with it.”
I took a deep breath as I wondered just how serious she might have been when she said it.
I noticed that most of these men also served their wives as slaves. This was my fantasy. As I read the stories on the site I longed to become Ginger's slave.
The time passed quickly.
I looked at the clock. It was almost 11:00. I imagined that Ginger was in her date's apartment and he was most likely fucking her at this very moment.
Suddenly there was a knock on my apartment door.
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# Posted: 2 Feb 2008 18:10:05
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I got up and went to the door. It was late, I couldn't imagine who would be stopping by at this hour.
I opened the door, but left the chain hooked.
"Mikey, it's me. Can I come it?'
My heart soared. It was Ginger.
"Yes of course." I quickly took the chain off and opened the door.
Ginger stepped in, took her jacket off and handed it to me. She was gorgeous. Her hair and makeup were perfect and she was wearing a very sexy pink dress.
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# Posted: 2 Feb 2008 19:35:41 · Edited by: goodhusband
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Ginger looked around the apartment. "Where's Tony?"
"He went home for the weekend."
She smiled at me. "That means we're all alone tonight doesn't it."
I nodded. "Yes it does."
Ginger walked over, gave me a hug and kissed me. "I missed you Mikey."
I sighed. "I missed you to Ginger."
She started to kiss me again, but I stopped her. "Ginger what happened to your date?"
She looked at me. "You mean Dave Reynolds? Boy was he a dud. He fucked me one time and fell asleep." She patted my face. "I’m actually glad it happened. It gave me a chance to come over and see you."
She stopped. "Mikey, I hope it was okay that I just dropped in. Dave's apartment is only two blocks away. I probably should have called, but I thought it would be fun to surprise you."
I smiled at her. "It was very nice surprise. I'm glad you came over."
"I went into his bathroom and fixed my hair and makeup before I left. I wanted you to see how pretty I looked tonight."
“Ginger you look absolutely stunning tonight.”
She grinned at me. "I was hoping you would think that."
"Did you get any dinner?"
"Oh yes, Dave took me to a fancy restaurant downtown. It was called the Goldenrod Supper Club. I had a nice steak."
She grabbed my hand. "Let's go into your bedroom. I want to play with your cute little dicky."
Ginger led me into my bedroom. As soon as we were inside she noticed that my computer was turned on.
I was horrified. I knew exactly what I'd been looking at when she knocked on the door. Fortunately the screen saver was on.
I tried to get to the computer and turn it off, but Ginger beat me to it.
She tapped my mouse. "I want to see what a math wiz looks at when he's surfing the net."
I watched in horror as the submissive cuckold story I’d been reading and the accompanying picture came onto the computer monitor.
The picture showed a very slender man lying on his back. He was wearing a dog collar. A very attractive young woman was sitting on his face. She was holding a leash that was attached to the man's collar.
The caption under the picture read. "That's right baby, lick all of my lover's cum out of my cunt."
Ginger looked at the picture and read the caption. After a moment she turned and looked at me.
I was totally flummoxed. I didn't know what to do. I started to mumble, "Ginger, I'm sorry. I ah..."
She stopped me and smiled. "Mikey you are full of surprises. I think I would like to read this story and then I want to talk about it with you. I think that you and I might be able to create some very fun games tonight."
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# Posted: 2 Feb 2008 20:22:23
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It's coming along great GH
Mel x
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