Ginger & Kim Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Ginger & Kim Pt. 01

... as I did I slid my member into her very wet pussy. We kissed as passionately as I always do with my two ladies. Slowly I pumped, moving deeper and deeper into her body with my rigid cock. Our mouths were hungry for each other, needful of each other. The passion was real, we needed this. Not just fucking, but in these moments we truly understood that we were part of each other. That this was now our family. I was making love to her, slowly pumping my very rigid manhood in and out of her. She wrapped her arms around me, holding me, her legs up in the air bent at the knees. "Baby, yes. God yes. Oh, yes Kyle, make love to me. God yes..."

I was pumping her, pumping her gently, making love to her. I felt so good, it felt so right. My hands were on her body, investigating all of her parts. Her breasts, her sides, her so lovely skin all over her torso. Then I said it. I said what I had wanted to say for weeks but was too stupid, too shy, or too much of a coward to say. I whispered in her ear, "I love you, baby, I love you, Kim."

I lifted my head and looked into her eyes, "Baby..., I love you too, but you had better say it to Ginger." There were tears in her eyes, tears in mine. We sort of giggled at the situation, but that did not stop me from making love to Kim. "God, I know I said make love to me, baby. But..., but can you make love to me harder now? Fuck me, Kyle." Never let it be said I did not do as my lover asked of me.

Chapter 9:

Now I know what the reader is ...

... thinking. When did I say it to Ginger? I mean did Ieven say it to Ginger? How did I say it to Ginger? I'll get to that, I promise. Anyway...

That very week Kim took off. She had to burn some vacation days. For a couple of days after that evening of lovemaking, Kim became insufferable. She walked around humming, a big smile on her face almost all the time. It was annoying. I was not sure what she said to Ginger, but my other girl had to know something was up. I worried that she would let slip what I had said to Kim, so I kept giving her looks, hoping she would understand my hints. Kim is very smart, but she was playing dumb. Finally, I believe two days after our confession to each other, I managed to get Kim aside. "Would you cut it out? I want to talk to Ginger. To tell her. But you are being a brat."

We were in our new garage, still under construction. It was almost finished at this point. Kim giggled, "Hey, I'm sorry. I am just so happy. Can't I be happy?"

She raised her voice just a little too much for my liking, "Shh, keep it down. Can you please go to work or something?" Again she laughed, this time out loud and Ginger must have been in the kitchen. She came out the door from the kitchen to the not-quite-finished garage. "What the hell are you two on about?"

I know she saw the look of shock on my face, "Uh, ya know, just laughing at an old joke." Kim covered her mouth with her hand but did not say another word. "Just an old joke. What's up, Ginger?" No, I was not ...