Gingerpuss

Ginger had been dating Jeff for almost a week now, but he was still incredibly awkward with her. Jeff was kind of a nerdy guy, and he’d never had a girlfriend before Ginger. He was a sweet, trusting boy, and Ginger felt the need to forgive a lot of his awkwardness. She found him strangely cute, when he wasn’t terrified of doing anything that might upset her. He had issues, but still, she loved him.

Knowing she was alone in the house, Ginger walked over to the bathroom, still wearing nothing more than her shirt and panties. Strangely, the fan was still running, so she switched it off. She applied toothpaste to her toothbrush, and started brushing her teeth. She looked at herself in the mirror, and admired the cute new shirt, which she’d just bought. Feeling a little naughty, she undid another button from the top, exposing a generous portion of cleavage. Her long red hair reached almost all the way down to her pert young ass.

Suddenly, the opaque shower curtain was pulled aside, revealing Jeff, clad only in a towel.

“Dughnuhl!” Ginger yelped, her mouth full of toothpaste.

“Ginger?” he replied, checking her out. His dark brown hair was still a little wet from the shower, but fluffy from having been dried. His tight, athletic body was slightly damp. A health appetite for fitness had moulded his body into a lithe, yet muscular form that drove her girlsfriends wild.

“What are you doing in there?” the redhead asked, after spitting out the toothpaste.

“Uh, drying off after my shower so I don’t drip everywhere?” he said, “Also, why aren’t you wearing pants?”

Ginger’s face went red. “Because… It’s, uh…” she stammered. Between her own embarrassment, and the sight of Jeff’s body, her brain was shutting down.

“Not that I’m complaining,” Jeff said with a smirk, “those are some tasty-looking thighs you’ve got there.”

Ginger blushed even harder. “You know, that’s why I’ve always loved you.” she giggled.

“I love you too.” Jeff said, then he laughed. “Why don’t we… Go to back to bed?”

The girl looked away, blushing. The young man stepped out of the shower, holding his towel.

“We don’t have any condoms.” she said.

“You’re absolutely right.” Jeff said, then dropped his towel, exposing a rock-hard 8-inch cock. Ginger’s heart skipped a beat.

She tried to look away from his sculpted form, but just couldn’t. All week, she’d been stealing glances of him in the pool and in the hot tub; wanting him but not wanting the vacation to be all about sex. But… She was losing control… Here. Now. Naked. She was unable to resist her body’s desire.

“Ginger, you are the coolest, craziest, sexiest girl I’ve ever met. And I’ve met enough to know that girls like you need to be treated with respect. But, respect with a health dose of lust and raw sexual desire. Every redhead I’ve ever met has a passion… A fire… That must be nurtured… A hunger… A thirst… That must be quenched. You want a guy you can level with, who can have fun with, who you can be real with. You are a princess… A whore… A lover… An intellect. You don’t need a man to put you on a pedestal and worship you. You-”

“Jeff…” Ginger said, interrupting him. “… please fuck me.”

The young man walked over to Ginger. “Well know,” he said, smirking, “Your fire burns brightly?”

Ginger looked away, playing coy…

“Yeah, I am a bastard, the bastard you want inside you. Don’t lie, you little slut, I’ve seen every single time your eyes drank in my body at the pool, every time you licked your lips at the sight of my abs, and I saw the fire in your eyes when you first saw my glorious eight inch-”

Ginger slapped him.

“Just fuck me, you son of a bitch. Fuck me before I change my mind,” she said.

Jeff put his hands on the redhead’s hips. “With pleasure.” He slipped his fingers beneath the sides of her panties, and began to slowly pull them down, getting down onto his knees as he went. Her little red bush was trimmed into the shape of a heart. “You’re too cute, Ginger,” he said before laying a kiss on her lower lips.

Ginger cooed with pleasure, biting her hand to keep from making too much noise. His skilled tongue worked up and down her slit, caressing every fold. Jeff’s mouth was a welcome reprieve from Her awkward masturbation. Her legs becoming weak from the pleasure, she shifted her weight to lean on the bathroom counter.

While his mouth worked, Jeff ran a fingertip up the front of Ginger’s body, slipping under her shirt, until his lithe fingers brushed against a nipple. “Oooh, Ginger,” he moaned, “Your pussy tastes like sweet ambrosia…”

The girl grabbed Jeff by the shoulders and pulled him up, so she could look him in the eyes. “Didn’t you just lecture me about not wanting a guy who wants to worship me?” she asked. The two of them both smiled deviously. “Don’t make love to me. Fuck me.”

Without saying a word, Jeff sat Ginger on the countertop and spread her legs. He moved into position, and mercilessly thrust his cock into her wetness. The redhead grunted from the impact of his cock entering her. It prised her labia open and disappeared within with little resistance, her body seemingly ready for this erect intrusion. As he bottomed out, the tip of his manhood pressed against her cervix, his heavy balls came to rest on her thighs. He exhaled and revelled in the ecstasy her hot vagina granted him.

“That’s more like it,” she purred.

Jeff’s cock thrust in and out of Ginger, extracting its pleasure from her tight pussy. His dark pubic hair tangling with her ginger curls. The young lovers shared a deep kiss, their tongues dancing in each other’s mouths. Aflame with lust, Jeff grabbed her shirt and started ripping it open, pulling off some of the buttons, exposing her pale flesh.

“Fuck, You’re certainly not new to the ways of sex,” Jeff moaned, “with a body like this, you should be a goddamn porn star!”

“Who says I’m not?” Ginger replied, an evil smile on her face.

Jeff thrust as hard as he could into her. “You’re saying…. you’re no stranger… to the sex industry?” He gasped as he pistonned his hips between her milky thighs.

Ginger’s body was quaking with pleasure, from probably the best sex she’d ever had. “No, but when I want a little… personal time… sometimes I like to have a camera on me.”

“You want me to film this right here?” Jeff asked, barely able to believe his ears, “we’ll throw it up on the internet, you’ll be a star overnight!”

“No!” Ginger gasped, “But I might write about it in my blog!”

“Fuck, Ginger!”

“I’d rather fuck you!”

Jeff grabbed the back of her head and pulled it close to his own. “What was that?”

Ginger looked him in the eyes with the sultriest, horniest look she could manage. “I said that I would rather fuck you.”

Again saying nothing, Jeff scooped Ginger up in his arms, cock still deep inside her. He opened the bathroom door and carried her out into the hall, her legs wrapped around his back. Her soft breasts with hard nipples pressed against his tight chest as he carried her back to her bedroom.

Walking up to a window facing the back yard, he set down her petite body and turned her around. “You see them out there?” Jeff asked.

Ginger looked out the window and saw her friends sitting around the garden. Even from a distance, she could see that her presence was being missed.

“I want you to watch your girlfriends worry about you, while I nail your hot cunt doggystyle,” he said, rubbing his hard cock between her asscheeks. “Press those nice tits up against the glass! ” he commanded.

Whether out of submission or excitement, Ginger bent over, her breasts squeezed against the window pane. Her hot breath fogged up the glass as she readied her body for penetration. Jeff worked her body over with his eyes, sizing her up. Her hips beckoned him. Taking hold of her pretty little waist, he slid his cock into her waiting pussy.

With her back arched, Jeff’s cock rubbed against Ginger’s g-spot, making her cry out with pleasure. He quickly moved his right hand to her mouth, muzzling her so their friends wouldn’t hear. His hand could feel her moans as he thrust hard and fast into her most sensitive spot.

By now, Ginger’s mind was full of nothing but lust. She watched her friends, and thought about all the times they talked about making love. She shook her red tresses from her shoulders and realised that she was getting precisely what she wanted. Thinking a little encouragement might get Jeff riled up even more, she grabbed his hand and pulled it off her mouth.

“You’re so much fucking better than anyone else I’ve ever had!” she moaned.

Jeff flashed an evil, toothy smile. “What was that?” he asked, grabbing her hair and pulling back her head.

“You fuck me so much better than anyone ever could!”

Jeff growled, thrusting viciously into Ginger’s hot slit. “I thought you were timid,” he said.

“I’m your red haired sex goddess. I’m yours… You’re mine!”

The young man could hardly believe what he was hearing. Was he really corrupting little Ginger just by fucking her? The idea that he was turning the adorable young redhead into a slut was the most erotic thing he could imagine. Her body accepted his cock so easily, and her voice cheered him on so eagerly, he was afraid he might fall in love with her.

“I don’t deserve you!” Jeff said between jolting penetrations.

But Ginger wasn’t listening. She was looking into the glass, and had seen something: her own reflection. She had never noticed before just how gorgeous she looked while in the throes of passion, but she could see now just how sexy she was.

“Ginger?” Jeff asked, “did you hear me?”

“I’m so fucking sexy…” Ginger purred.

“What was that?”

“I am so. Fucking. Sexy.” The girl said, then leaned in and kissed her reflection.

Jeff’s jaw dropped. “Are you… kissing yourself?” he asked, both surprised and aroused.

“Mmhmm,” the girl replied, admiring her own beauty, “I’m so hot…”

“Oh my god,” Jeff said, “You fucking slut!”

Ginger smiled deviously. “Hell yes I’m a slut!”

Jeff wanted to fuck her even harder, but simply couldn’t go any more than he was already. “I really doesn’t deserve you,” he said.

“No,” Ginger replied, a smirk on her face. “You don’t.”

“Oh yeah?” Jeff asked, sliding his cock out of the redhead’s pussy. He spread her perky asscheeks wide, then thrust his shaft deep into her tiny asshole. Ginger screamed, with a mix of both pleasure and pain.

Ginger’s whole body was quaking with pleasure. After Jeff claimed her asshole, he quickly set his hands to work pleasuring her dripping wet pussy.

“No one deserves my body,” Ginger purred, “I’m a fucking sex goddess, giving mere mortals a taste of heaven!”

Her words were making Jeff’s mind melt with lust. “Such a slut!” he moaned.

“I am the perfect slut!” moaned Ginger. With that, there were no more words.

The pleasure exploded in Jeff’s body, sending a river of cum pouring through his cock. Ginger shared in the climax, pussy juice squirting into the young man’s hands. Sparks of pleasure jumped between their bodies, the orgasm bending time into a single moment of ecstasy. They collapsed to the floor, where they started kissing passionately.

“I… I can’t believe I did that…” Ginger whispered.

“Having regrets?” asked Jeff.

“No. I want to be a slut,” she said, “life is too short not to have all the fun you can. I know that now.”

“Well, I happen to be in a line of work that could help you have all the fun you want…” he replied.

“What?” she asked.

“I’m a cameraman for company that makes films of an… adult nature,” he said with a smile, “while I’m sure you don’t need the money, I can imagine a rich young woman like you must be in need of something to occupy yourself. Are you interested?”

Ginger smiled a mischievous smile. “Extremely. I’ll post it on Tumblr.”