Chapter One "I should have brought a newspaper or a book or something." Nearly unpacked, having already survived her first class at the Savannah College of Art and Design in the old Barnard School building across the square, and feeling the itch to get back to her dolls, Ginny had eschewed the thought of fixing her own breakfast of burned toast and weak co...
Ginny's earlier adventures can be found on this site. I suggest you read those first just because things in this story will make more sense. In any event, enjoy. I appreciate your comments and I will try to respond to them, and yes, I also appreciate your votes. ***** Ginny and Mike had been back from Japan for three weeks. Ginny had told Mike everything t...
"On the rug, on your knees, head down and ass up, beautiful." She crawled from his lap, his wet, sloppy cock slapping against his stomach. Drew was awestruck at the view in front of him. Her knees spread wide, her ass shiny from all her wetness, her pussy gaping, waiting for him to re-enter her. The lips on her beautiful bare smooth pussy were so engorged...
Chapter 12: Wedding Bells by Micaela Reynolds as told to BrettJ © 2009 We were all having a late lunch one afternoon and Christina ran into the room, squealing and nearly hysterical. Neither her mother nor I could understand a single word she was saying, she was crying and emotional. Chris, who can normally understand his twin in the oddest of situations...
"Great," Doug said, and walked a slow half circle around her, behind her but very close. He went to the chair in which Ginny had been sitting and slid it over in front of her. He then sat down in the chair, and leaning on the front edge of it, he looked her slowly up and down, as if contemplating what to do next. Ginny figured he had some ideas, but she thou...
My name is Eric Dennison, and I'm going to get right to the point. Today, my girlfriend and I had the heavenly experience of fucking Shy Beaudelaine. Shy (or Sheriton, as her European mother named her just short of 20 years ago) is the Aphrodite of Glenn College- the unreachable, blindingly sexual creature who's one purpose seems to be to inspire lust and...
That was an outburst. An unnecessary one. Mason had a plan. He was going to reinforce the importance of Ginny talking to her father about her lifestyle choices. But the audacity of her questioning was crossing a line he couldn't ignore. Mason got out of the car and opened the door, gesturing Ginny to get out. She got out laughing and fumbling in her heels on...
This is the second part of Ginny's 2nd Auction. You should read Part 1 first. It will make this part easier to follow. Please feel free to comment, good or bad, and I would really appreciate your votes. Thank you. ***** The drive to Connie's house took about an hour. There was very little said on the drive. The SUV pulled into a circular drive and stopped...
"Hey, twig!" From the corner of her eye, little Ginny noticed the two boys by the fence down the forest trail. She preferred to avoid them, but this was the only path she could take without getting lost. Ginny kept her gaze down, pretending not to hear, and stepped a little faster. The boy who had spoken before walked up to block her path. He folded his ar...
To all, My apologies to all for the tardy submission of Chapter 9. My muse and inspiration for writing this series has taken a hiatus, due to plague, family, work, and home repair. Her editing skills are sorely missed. Alas, my personal motivation evaporated, so it was time to pull up the big boy shorts.. As in all things with life, one muddles through, an...