Once Ginger and Jay had made it out of the club, she was all over him, pressing as much of her body against him as she let him lead her to his house. Throughout the bus ride, she had clung to him tightly, pressing her breasts, now only covered by her bra to his back. Her hands explored his body, gently kissing his neck. Her antics were definitely drawing attention from the other riders, and one older woman seemed to be taking great offense, glaring at Jay. The young man just smiled weakly, and shrugged. He didn't dare tell Ginger to stop, not after the way she had fought for him in that club. The woman just huffed, having deduced what had happened at the club and turned her back to him. The other, much younger women were glaring at Ginger with envy. However, like the older woman, they knew what happened in the club. None of them looked fit enough to take on Ginger, so they just let their jealousy brew.
When the bus reached Jay's stop, he got off that bus as quickly as possible, not wanting Ginger to decide she needed to fight for him again. One fight was more than enough for him. He led Ginger, who was still clinging to him fiercely, to his house. Once he reached his door, he reached into his pocket, fumbling with his keys, as Ginger had decided she had explored his upper body enough and was now feeling the crotch of his jeans, which slowly began to make Jay's cock grow hard. The woman purred into his ear as she felt his member harden through his jeans. Eventually, Jay got the door open and they practically fell into his house from the pressure she had been applying to him.
The door hadn't been closed for more than a millisecond when Ginger jumped into his arms, wrapping her legs around him, forcing Jay to carry her. Jay easily hefted Ginger who had pressed her lips to his, kissing him fiercely. The redheaded woman didn't waste any time at all with closed-mouth kissing. Instead, she traced along Jay's lips with her tongue, requesting entrance. Jay, barely able to keep up with this woman's almost animal-like pace, eagerly allowed her tongue to enter his mouth. Ginger was dominating the kiss as Jay was still sort of stunned by this woman's eagerness. However, that didn't last long, because Jay eventually managed to catch up and began to win the tongue fight. During their making-out, Jay had carried Ginger up the stairs to his bedroom. Once he had arrived at the edge of his bed, he laid the redhead down, who was still clinging to him like a koala bear had pulled him down with her.
Ginger's hands slid up Jay's shoulders and pulled his leather jacket off Jay's body. She tossed it aside and then her hands found the bottom of his white tee shirt, pulling it off of Jay's chest. She then roamed her hands all over Jay's bare chest. The young man then found the bottom of the rip of the redhead's dress, pulling it off her body, discarding them along with his jacket and tee-shirt. This exposed Ginger's green, lacy thong to match her bra. Ginger then flipped them over, and for the first time since their kiss started, she pulled away for longer than the half-second she took to remove Jay's shirt. Ginger sat up and smirked down at Jay, her hands coming to the clasp of her bra, undoing it, slipping the shoulder straps down and pulled her bra off her chest, tossing it aside with the rest of their clothes.
Jay stared transfixed at Ginger's breasts, the pale globes of flesh were almost entirely unmarked. The only mark that Jay could see was what looked like a scratch mark on the side of her left breast. It looked like Jay wasn't the only man she had fought for. Jay's hand reached up to gently glide along the scar. Ginger smiled down at him as his hand moved to her small, pert nipple that had practically no areola. They were a beautiful pink, that Ginger had clearly matched to her lipstick. Ginger let out a soft moan matched by an equally gentle smile before she leaned back down to plant a light kiss to Jay's lips. She didn't linger however, and began to kiss her way down his toned and fit chest.
She traveled down his jaw, pausing at his collarbone to leave her mark by giving him a gentle bite. Jay groaned at that, and Ginger smirked before continuing to plant gentle kisses down his body til she reached the button of his jeans. Ginger's hands deftly undid the buttons of his jeans, and pulled the zipper down. Her hands came up to the top of Jay's jeans, grabbed hold of both his pants and boxers and removed them both slowly and teasingly. Jay couldn't help but notice how her pace had drastically changed. The animal that Jay had seen in the nightclub was totally gone now, replaced by a girlish young girl who was clearly doing everything in her power to drive him wild.
Ginger planted gentle kisses on Jay's legs as she pulled down his jeans and boxers. Her eyes weren't meeting his own, or looking at his legs. They were instead transfixed by the beast she had just unleashed from Jay's pants. Jay's cock was nine inches long, and to boot it was girthy as well. Ginger was practically salivating just from the sight of it, but she restrained herself as she finally removed his jeans. His shoes weren't a problem as they had both kicked off their shoes downstairs. She then pulled off his socks and since she didn't have a foot fetish, she didn't waste any time on those. She just didn't like fucking with socks on.
Ginger's kisses then slowly worked their way back up Jay's now naked body. The young man groaned and Ginger smirked again. Finally, she arrived at Jay's dick. She started by putting one of his testicles in her mouth, while she traced her finger up his shaft. When she reached the tip of his cock, she gently wrapped her hand around it. It was girthy that she couldn't even connect her fingers together. She then moved her mouth to his other testicle, rolling it around with her tongue. Her next move was to give his shaft one long lick from the base to the tip. She made eye contact with him as her tongue teasingly flicked over the slit in his penis. Jay groaned again, and Ginger smirked once more. Clearly, she always felt very proud of herself when managed to coax sounds of pleasure from Jay.
Ginger then popped the head of his cock in her mouth, continuing to flick her tongue over the slit while gently suckling on the head. Jay groaned again, and his hands came down to tangle themselves in her hair. Ginger's hands meanwhile continued their work on his cock, one hand stroking his shaft while the other one caressed his balls. Ginger then began to take more of his cock down her throat, slowly working her way down his shaft till she had taken all nine inches in her mouth. She used her hands for leverage, grabbing onto his hips as she slowly bobbed her head up and down his shaft. Jay's hands continued to hold onto her head, but didn't force her down. The gagging and choking sounds she was making were all on her own accord. Jay, however was not objecting - he was groaning loudly in ecstasy in fact.
Ginger eventually had to come up for air, and as she did the evidence of just how sloppy she had been was evident. Her spit was all over Jay's cock, and she used that as a lube for her to stroke him a bit while she sucked on his balls. She had full intentions to deepthroat him again, she just needed some recovery time. Plus, she wanted to draw out this blowjob long as possible. The longer she actively sucked on his cock, the sooner he would cum. Ginger really liked sucking cock and intended to do it as long as possible.
Eventually Ginger recovered and licked his shaft once before taking him in her throat again. She built the speed of her bobbing up quicker this time, and Jay moaned out his appreciation. Ginger was now determined to milk his balls for his cum, she wanted him to fill her belly with his baby batter, and to accomplish this end, she was throatfucking herself on his cock. Jay was not going to last long at this rate, and told this to Ginger through his heavy breathing and loud groans. Ginger was struggling to breathe a bit, choking on his big cock but she didn't relent. She really wanted to taste Jay.
Jay obliged her wishes with his loudest groan yet, and for the first time, he lost control and held Ginger down on his cock while he shot his load down her throat. Ginger didn't really mind though, and allowed him to hold her down. When Jay's orgasm passed, his hands relaxed and Ginger came off his cock. Some of his cum had leaked out around the sides, and Ginger eagerly lapped it all up while Jay recovered from his climax. His cock stayed rock hard, something Ginger was very excited about.
Once Jay's cock was clean, all of his cum now in Ginger's stomach, she crawled up to kiss him again slowly and sensually while she rubbed her covered pussy against his cock. Ginger was so horny and wet that her arousal was visible through her lacy green thong. After a couple minutes of slow and gentle kissing, she began to nibble on his ear. "I want you to fuck my tight little pussy with that huge cock of your's," she whispered into his ear. Jay smirked and whispered back into her ear.
"How do you want it?" he asked her. Ginger giggled and responded by rolling off of him and getting up on all fours. She turned back to look at him with a devilish look in her eye.
"Fuck me like the bitch in heat I am," she told him in a lusty voice. Jay grinned and got up to grant the redhead her wish. The young man got up on his knees and took a second to admire Ginger's very round ass. The girl whined a bit, "Come on Jay. Fuck me!" she said wiggling her ass. Jay shook himself out of the trance the redhead's bottom had put him into. He grabbed her panties and pulled them down off her body to reveal her pussy. Ginger had what could probably be called an 'innie' vagina. Meaning that her outer pussy lips were totally non-existent, and her cunt looked like a slit in her pelvis. Jay grinned and gently inserted two fingers into the redhead to discover that she was already soaking wet.
"Well, well, it has been a while hasn't. You're practically dripping," Jay said in a lusty voice as he hooked his fingers and found the girl's G-spot, rubbing on her internal pleasure center. This caused the girl to moan loudly.
"Yes, it has. Please, Jay, fuck me already! I want your cock!" the girl whined loudly. The way she was so desperate for him made Jay's cock get even stiffer if that was possible. It also made him remember the other Ginger he had seen tonight. Deciding it was not worth pissing the redhead off, Jay pulled his fingers out of her pussy. He lined his thick cock up with her pussy, and inserted himself into her. This caused both of them to moan loudly in pleasure as her warm and wet pussy wrapped itself around Jay's large cock. Jay then took hold of her hips and began to slowly, and teasingly insert all nine inches into the girl. Ginger, from between moans, whined again. "Faster Jay, fuck me harder!" Jay didn't say anything and continued to tease the ginger, just like she had to him.
Ginger wanted to ride him at this point, but getting into that position without taking his cock out would have been very difficult. However, she had to try and suddenly, without warning bucked backwards. This startled the boy who fell backwards, but didn't let go of Ginger's hips. This of course, pulled her back with him and buried the rest of his cock into her with one swift motion. Both of them moaned out loudly at that. Ginger then turned around, leaving his cock buried inside her. She smirked down at Jay. "I told you to fuck me harder. Now I get to fuck you," she said with a devilish grin. Jay pouted, and Ginger laughed as she began to use her powerful thighs to bounce up and down on his cock. "You can fuck me in doggy when you take my ass later," she said with a wink. Jay grinned broadly at that remark, which made the redhead girl laugh again in between her sounds of pleasure.
Jay sat up and began to use his mouth to lick her breasts while his hands wrapped around the girl. He could feel the scratches that Ginger had sustained while fighting for him earlier. Despite his reservations about catfights, he couldn't help the feeling that bubbled up in him. Ginger had taken some serious pain and fought with an almost animal like intensity just so she could fuck him. That caused a strange feeling of pride in Jay that he couldn't really explain. However his train of thought was broken by one of Ginger's loud moans as she had begun to nibble on his ear again. Ginger's bouncing was reflecting some of that animal instinct Jay had seen earlier this evening. It was fast and powerful, as she went up all the way, till only the tip of his cock was inside and then slammed all nine inches back inside.
The girl was clearly enjoying the feeling she was getting from Jay's cock and her orgasm was rapidly building. She hadn't climaxed this evening after all. Her breaths got deeper and more rapid, her moans got louder and louder. She couldn't even talk at this point, or close her mouth, just breathing heavily into Jay's ear as she fucked herself on his massive cock. Jay's attention to her breasts, which had progressed to sucking on her nipples now, was certainly only moving things along faster. Ginger suddenly gave out a loud moan after a couple minutes of heavy breathing and Jay could feel how her pussy had clamped down on his cock. The young man wanted to take a more dominant role now, and figured the girl's climax was the perfect time to strike.
He rolled them forward so Ginger was now laying on her back with her legs spread wide for Jay's cock to continue fucking her. Jay's pace at least matched Ginger's and may have actually been faster. Since Jay hadn't slowed down, which would have allowed Ginger to come down from her orgasm, the redhead couldn't speak as her climax got stretched out til her eyes rolled back into her head and she shook. Only then did Jay pull out, allowing the redhead girl to come down from her orgasm a little.
Cum-drunk, Ginger reached up with a giddy smile to pull Jay's lips down to meet her while she recovered. "Fuck… you're even better than I thought you would be," she breathed out. Jay smirked as he inserted himself into the girl making her gasp out loud. "And you're so big," she moaned again, her arms holding onto Jay while he slowly built up speed in his thrusts. He could tell that he was reaching his second climax of the evening, but he wanted to make Ginger cum again before he blew his load deep into the redhead's pussy.
They continued kissing while Jay used all nine inches of his dick to fuck the redhead's pussy. This round was definitely more intimate and sensual than the raw passion the last round had been. Clearly, the two of them were growing very tired and this was likely to be the last round of the evening. Jay's slow, but lengthy thrusts felt good for the young redhead, but in a very different way than what she was used to. Most of her fuck buddies were the raw, animalistic type and not even capable of the slow and sensual fuck that Jay was giving her. Ginger hadn't thought she would actually enjoy sex like this, but she was defintely enjoying it. Her moans were softer, yes but much more frequent. It was a different kind of sex, Ginger wouldn't want it all the time, but she could definitely get used to the occasional, more intimate round of fucking.
The slower pace drew out this last round of sex, which had likely been the reason Jay set it. Eventually though, Ginger's breaths grew heavy and her moans got louder and louder. She then moaned out loudly, not quite loud as her first orgasm had been, but still louder than all of the other moans she had given Jay this evening. Her pussy however, clamped down even harder onto Jay's cock, and the young man couldn't take it anymore. He blasted his load deep into Ginger's pussy. His load was even bigger than before and filled Ginger to the brim, so much so that some of it leaked out from the sides of his cock. Jay then collapsed sideways so he was now normally aligned on the bed, as they had wound up fucking width-wise somehow.
Ginger didn't waste any time, slowly crawling over to Jay and cuddling up into his side after giving him one quick kiss. Jay allowed his hand to rest on her arm, his hand accidentally brushed up against the bite mark that Natasha had given the redhead. The girl quickly dozed off, which allowed Jay some time to think about that fight some more. Before his mother's death, like all teenage boys, Jay had loved watching a good catfight. When he got older, and had girls fighting over him, he liked it even more. Then his mom had died in a fight, and his feelings had rapidly shifted. Or so, he had thought. Apparently he just needed a couple of incredibly sexy girls, hotter than any girls he had fucked to date, fight over him for those feelings to come back. They were however still conflicted. What happened tonight didn't take away from the fact his mother had died in a catfight. Jay stubbornly refused to admit, even to himself, that he liked catfights.
Jay's mind was racing and confused, but his body was incredibly tired and after a while, he dozed off as well. If he had been alone in his bed, he likely would have had a very restless night. Ginger's weight on his chest, and her head, which tucked into the nape of his neck made sure he didn't move an inch.
Jay still awoke before the redhead however. Ginger was sleeping soundly, and Jay didn't want to disturb her, so he didn't move. At least, not for a while. Eventually though, he detangled himself from the girl. He didn't seem to even make her stir, which he was quite proud of actually. He walked over to his bureau and pulled out a pair of clean sweatpants and pulled them on, being very careful so as to not wake the redhead. Jay then made his way downstairs to his kitchen. He figured that since he had gotten up first, that made breakfast his responsibility.
Jay thought for a moment, and decided he would just make a second helping of what he liked. He didn't know the girl's tastes and decided that it would be better to make what he liked, and if she didn't… well Jay could always go for seconds. Jay was a big fan of protein, so he liked having an omelette, toast and bacon for breakfast. At least, on days when he had the opportunity to make a more involved meal.
Jay walked over to his fridge and pulled out the bacon, putting that on his skillet. Jay always used the bacon grease to cook the omelet, it was just as effective, and didn't require the use of butter. He also had pulled out the eggs, shredded cheese, peppers, onions, and the ham. He went about dicing the peppers, onions and ham. His knife made chopping sounds on his cutting board as he went, and the smell of bacon began to waft throughout the house. Jay half expected that would wake Ginger up, but apparently she was out cold. So, Jay moved onto his next step, cracking the eggs into a mixing bowl before adding the cheese, peppers, ham, onions and milk. He whisked it all together til it was ready to be poured.
By this point, the bacon was done and Jay ate a strip while he poured the first omelette, making sure it only took up half the pan, so it got that typical omelette shape. Once the underside was cooked, Jay flipped it masterfully and waited for the other side to cook. The sounds of popping bacon grease and the sizzling eggs were rather loud and Jay was surprised to find that Ginger still hadn't woken up. She must have been really tired after last night. The first omelette was then finished and Jay took it off the skillet. He then popped four slices of bread into his toaster, since they would be done when the second omelet was finished.
Jay ate his omelet while he cooked Ginger's, and he killed it off very quickly. Apparently he was hungry. He made sure to restrict himself to only half of the bacon, though it was very tempting. Once Ginger's omelet was finished, the toast popped out of the toaster. Jay assembled Ginger's omelet, share of bacon and toast onto a plate. While munching on one of his pieces of toast he poured her a glass of orange juice. He then grabbed the tray for breakfast in bed, which had really only been used on Mother's Day. Seeing the tray caused Jay a bit of pain, but he pushed it down, popped his second piece of toast into his mouth and started up the stairs.
When he came to his open bedroom door, he found the naked Ginger still fast asleep. Jay knocked on the door, finally waking the girl up. She slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes to see Jay standing there with breakfast. She grinned widely and clasped her hands together. "How sweet! Breakfast in bed! You really are pampering me," she said as Jay grinned through his toast, making the girl giggle as Jay set the tray down in front of her. He was then able to bite into his toast, taking it away from his mouth and swallowing as he took a seat next to her on the bed.
"I didn't know what you liked, so I just made a second helping of my breakfast," he told her. She smiled and kissed him gently.
"It's perfect," she said as she dug into her breakfast. Jay smiled a bit as he watched her eat. Clearly last night had worked up an appetite in both of them as Ginger began to scarf her food down very quickly. Jay let her eat for a couple of minutes, finishing off his toast, before he spoke. He had a few questions about last night's catfight. He wanted to resolve his conflicted feelings on the subject in the cold, hard light of morning and figured Ginger would be the perfect person to help him.
"So… I have a question. About last night," he saw Ginger look up startled, and Jay quickly continued. "I'm not going to ask you to date me or anything." Ginger breathed a sigh of relief and nodded at him to continue as she kept on eating. "Why… why… Did you fight that hard for me?" Ginger blinked at him, swallowing her bite of omelet before speaking.
"Because you're hot. I hadn't been fucked in a good, long while and was desperate. I know you can't imagine it, because you can get some pussy whenever you want I suspect… but it's hard to be a straight girl," she said, taking another bite of food. "There just aren't a lot of men, especially hot and fit ones like you," she said, giving him a wink. "I have had many times had to satisfy my sexual desires with fat, ugly men with micropenises and zero stamina." She took another bite of food. "Coming across a man in your league is rare, but one who is into me… that's even rarer. So, if another woman tries to step in on things, I have an obligation to fight for him. I can't let opportunities like that slip me by, and I'm certainly glad I didn't let Natasha have you last night." She says with another wink and a kiss. Jay returned the kiss, but the next question fell out of his mouth without a second thought.
"Would you do it again? Fight for a chance to fuck me I mean?" he said. Ginger looked at him with a sly smile on her face. She took another bite of food before replying.
"Why? Do you want me to fight for that cock of yours?" she asked him with an almost seductive grin. Jay couldn't help the feelings that bubbled in him from that remark. The idea of Ginger fighting for him made his cock stiffen. He didn't want it to. As a matter of fact, he kind of hated that fact he had discovered this hidden fetish. It was fights like last night that had taken his mother away from him. Jay tried to formulate a reply but Ginger just laughed and kissed him. "It's okay if you do, hon. Some men like how it makes them feel desired. To answer your question… yes, I would fight for a chance to fuck you again. Especially after last night," she said with a smirk.
Her innocuous statement of how some men like to feel desired actually made Jay feel better about it for some reason. Really, the reason men liked catfighting was simple - it meant he had multiple women who desired him. Any man with a pulse would like that feeling, but still, Jay couldn't get rid of the fact his mother had died in a catfight. Despite what Ginger had said, it still made him feel guilty.
Ginger noted his confliction, and deduced what was going on. After all, Jay was quite young to be living in a house grand as this one. He couldn't have made the money all by himself - and since in the new world, few humans knew their father, it likely had come from his mother. Ginger doubted that Jay would have brought her home if his mother still lived here, so she had to have passed on. Coupled with his questions about catfighting and his clearly mixed feelings about the subject, mis mother had probably died in a fight. Ginger then finished her food and decided to change the subject.
"So, I have to get going. I have work this evening," she told him as she got out of bed to start pulling on her underwear and bra. Jay, worried he had done something wrong, blurted out his next question without thinking.
"Did I do something?" he asked. Ginger, who was now dressed in her thong and bra smiled gently and came over, kissing him softly.
"Yes," Jay's face fell, but Ginger continued. "You did absolutely everything perfectly. Truly, I just have to be going. I'm a bartender," she explained as she picked up her ripped dress and sighed. "My shift starts at five o'clock tonight and goes until five in the morning." She smirked again. "And I didn't get much sleep last night." That made Jay feel better, and he got up out of his bed and walked over to his closet, pulling out a baby blue button down shirt and handed it to her.
"Take this," he told her. "It should be long enough to cover what you had covered last night," he says with a smirk as Ginger smiled coyly at him, putting on the shirt. Jay was right - there was enough of a height difference so that his shirt went down to her mid-thighs. Of course, if she bent over, her green thong would be plainly visible. Coupled with a ripped dress and heels for her shoes, everyone she passed on the way home would know exactly what she had been up to last night.
"And gives you an excuse to see me again?" Jay smirked even wider and walked over to her, wrapping her up in his arms.
"Exactly," he says before planting a kiss on her lips gently. The girl practically melted into his arms, and she could feel herself moisten as his cock started to stiffen. She then pulled back quickly. She wrote down her phone number on the receipt from last that she pulled out of Jay's pants, along with a pen. Clearly Jay had intended to give his number out if he couldn't get a girl home. She handed the paper with a coy smile.
"For round two," she told him with a wink before continuing. "I really do have to go. Much as I want a round two…" she paused, like she was about to give in before she steeled herself. "I need sleep before work." Jay sighed, and she smiled softly at him. "I know… but we can meet up again. I do have your shirt," she told him with a wink before walking out of the bedroom. Jay followed her down the stairs and to his front door. She paused at the door after pulling her heels on, and Jay wrapped his arms around her again, kissing her deeply. She could feel herself melting again and wriggled away. "Jay…" she whined. Jay just smirked and backed off.
"Alright, alright," he told her. Ginger smiled at him before quickly leaving before Jay could convince her to go for a second time. Jay watched her leave through the window, the girl turning around to kiss him goodbye, clearly knowing he was watching her. Jay smirked as he watched her board the bus and leave, feeling the receipt of paper in his pocket and pulling it out to put in his phone. He definitely wanted a second go at Ginger, but for now, he would wait.