Ginger Snaps Taste Fucking Delicious

1.

“Are you ready?”

“What am I guessing?”

“Any requests?”

“Poetry please”

“Alright then, Sappho”, with a grin. “Get ready”. Ginger begins to kiss down E.P.’s body, she pauses to linger on her belly, her right hand flat on E.P.’s ribcage, left at her side, gripping her waist.

“Hmmm” softly.

“Mmm, mmm” Ginger mumbles as she continues back on her path. She reaches her destination and nudges E.P.’s legs apart with her hands as she begins to softly kiss her velvet skin. Ginger uses the tip of her tongue to trace the letters onto her beautiful canvas.

“Uuu, uh zzz Zee?”

“Armyooebentrrnn??” while slurping, Ginger looks up at her girlfriend squirming wildly.

“Yes! I’m trying. ‘I’, ‘C’ uhhh, ‘O’?”

“You got it” and she goes back to completing the poem, in cursive, creating a never-ending loop of words on her slate. E.P. only needs a few corrections, after three repetitions; but she guesses correctly.

“Mmmm, ’I conversed with you in a dream’ oooo” she shouts out the answer, Ginger then goes from cursive licking to voracious sucking. E.P. begins to arch her back while grabbing a fistful of the fiery locks on Ginger’s head. She groans loudly and begins thrusting forward into Ginger’s motions. The girls move into rhythmic swaying with Ginger cupping all E.P.’s junk and holding her into her mouth firmly. E.P. climaxes as Ginger only becomes more intense, thrusting her fingers into her girlfriend just to feel the muscular contractions of her orgasm.

“Mmmm… mmmm”, Ginger loves humming into E.P.’s body, it causes her body to stiffen magnificently.

“Uuu… Uhhh… UHUH OOOOO, Oh My Goddess Aphrodite!!” E.P. releases the fistful of fire and begins to signal to Ginger to stop. “Hmmmm… mmm… ok. Ok. Babe stop”, this is apparently Ginger’s cue to go Hoover on E.P.’s clit and gives the most intense sucking as E.P. cries out “Ahhhh!!! Ahh ooooKAY!!”

“MMMmmm” as she slurps up every last bit, “love you babe” she kisses E.P. on the forehead. There’s a bump on the door.

“What the hell Ginge?”

“Ughh, I’m sorry babe” then softer, “you know she has issues”. Now shouting, “B! What the fuck!??!” You could hear Brigitte scrambling on the other side of the door. She darts up and runs back to her own room. It’s too late, the pounding is angry and almost immediate. “Beeeeeeee…” Ginger starts screaming.

“WHAT??!!!”

“Open. The. Fucking. Door”, she didn’t scram that, just calmly stated one word at a time. B knows it’s best if she just deals with this now, she unlocks the door.

“It’s open”, she instructs with an attitude. Ginger walks in and closes the door behind her.

“You can’t do tha—”

“Do What!?”

“Lurk outside my door and listen in while I’m with Epione”

“She’s always here. When AM I allowed to talk to you?” she asks with venom and then childishly mumbling under her breath “what kinda name is Epione anyways?”

“B, you know how much I care about both of you. I can’t be with you 24/7. And honestly, it’s creepy of you to be listening in on us”, and with an attitude she finishes “it’s a beautiful name. That kind”.

“Psshhh… it’s barely a name. And I’m not listening”. But that wasn’t true, was it?

“Look B, you’ve never been in a relationship and sometimes I wonder if I’m to blame; but you don’t even try putting yourself out there”

“Is that you talking? Or HER?”

“Brigitte! You’ve lived with me for over a decade without getting a job or paying for anything, don’t you think it’s time for some independence?”

“Out by sixteen or dead in the scene but together forever. Wasn’t that it?”

“For the love of Zeus B, you even said yourself, we were eight when we made that pact”. Shaking her head in disbelief Ginger continues “it’s time to grow up B”. Ginger leaves Brigitte’s room. Again closing the door behind her, heading back to her room and to E.P.

Ever since ‘VAREPIONE’ showed up Ginger wasn’t spending everyday with Brigitte anymore. B’s whole life it’s been her and Ginge, they survived high school (a literal bloodbath) and embarked on the retched journey of adulthood together. But now her big sister found someone to lick her snatch and she basically fell off terra and straight in between that bitch’s thighs. B caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, it was after sunset and she was wolfing out, light-brown fur covered her body, she had fangs and her claws were out; she was obviously bothered. Why!? She wondered. Why did E.P. have to show up and introduce orgasms to her sister? Why did Ginger have to be so obsessed!?

B thought maybe she was missing something. THAT’S why she listened outside the door, she wanted to understand. What was this pleasure the two of them have found and why doesn’t it exist in B’s life? B considered clearing her mind and giving it, another attempt when the sounds from Ginger’s room started back up. B rolled her eyes. “Ugghhh” and, as if Fortuna herself knew, a gift was bestowed in the form of a phone call. She answered on the third ring. “What’s up Sam?”

“Bitch, what’s up??”

“Just the usual. Wishing I was in another dimension. You?”

“Going on an adventure and in need of a number two. You down?” Brigitte contemplated; she wasn’t a fan of people, but she loved Sam. She had no feelings for adventure, but she didn’t trust Sam on his own.

“Oooohhh Goddess Freyja of the Heavens!! Yes! Don’t stop” Ginger’s sultry voice cries out. Mind made up.

“I’m on my way to your house now”

“Fuck Yeah, little pup! You’re gonna love this one”

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever. As long as I’m not here”