So, for this year's Kiss a Ginger Day, not only was my goal to beat my total
of 5 kisses from last year, but I had to do so by letting people come to me
rather than me hunting them down and badgering them for a kiss.
Of course, that would only work if people knew that they should come find me.
So I put out a bunch of tweets to alert everyone to the fact that it was Kiss
a Ginger Day and that I would be stationed at the Erotic Bathhouse where they
could all come and form an orderly queue for a quick snog.
And then I waited... and waited...
Eventually, Erotic Bathhouse host, Ember, was free to get me off the mark. She
totally has the hots for me and routinely tries to talk her way between my
legs so I knew she wouldn't pass up the opportunity to get a little bit
intimate. The only surprise was how long she kept me waiting.
Obviously, she was naked and she insisted that I would get more suitors
approaching for kisses if I was too. Suspicious that this was just a ploy to
perv on me, I was reluctant at first. The lack of any sort of queue forming
forced me to confront the truth that she may be right. A compromise then; I'd
take one article of clothing off for every person that kissed me.
More tweets went out to notify the world of this new policy and then it was
just a waiting game to see who would be lured in by this promise.
As I patiently waited, I allowed Emmy to, not only choose which article of
clothing would come off, but to be the one to take it off. Interestingly, she
went for my skirt before making a cheeky enquiry about whether giving me
another kiss from her would count towards more clothes coming off.
I think she knew the answer but wanted to try her luck anyway. Obviously the
answer was "no" but I didn't discourage her for kissing me some more to kill
the time whilst awaiting my next kisser.
And, my social media campaign then finally started to gear some fruit as
TaliaVonHydra arrived and brought my tally to two. I was feeling pretty
good that she would just be the tip of the iceberg and that more would soon
follow.
Once again, though, there was no sign of a queue forming, so I was happy to
let her kiss me for as long as she wanted to. And she took full advantage of
that. So much so that it was tricky to find a moment where out lips parted
long enough for me to pull my top off over my head to leave me down to just my
bikini.
Surely, the promise of me having to reveal either either my perky boobs or my juicy, tight cunt would be enough to attract more kisses?.... Err, no. I stood there for what felt like an eternity waiting for another kiss. It began to feel like a futile exercise and one that I should give up on.
Then, just as I started to gather up my discarded clothes to at least take a
break from my kissing station, Jess arrived to give me renewed hope and
vigour. Maybe a little too much vigour as my hands couldn't resist wandering
across her naked body as we passionately made out. It's not often that I have
an excuse to play with her wonderful titties though. I wasn't going to pass up
this opportunity!
The feeling was reciprocated as Jess selected my bikini top to be the next
item of clothing to come off. Like Emmy, she was more than happy to do the
honours of taking it off for me, freeing my boobies to smush against hers.
It was honestly getting a little too heated so I had to exercise some
self-restraint and call it off there, even if I could have quite happily
continued to swap saliva with her. Jess trying to tug my bikini bottoms off
prematurely told me I had to get things back under control though.
Things then became pretty quiet for a while. Even though Jess hung around, meaning there were now two sexy redheads wearing just a pair of bikini bottoms between them and waiting for kisses, we didn't get any interest.
Jess eventually had to depart because of other plans she had but I was
determined to hang in there. Although I was bracing myself for failure in my
attempt to surpass last year's 5 kisses, I wasn't going to give up just yet,
even if my confidence was not exactly high.
Thankfully my perseverance was actually rewarded. Smirky Phoenix, who had bee
chilling in the bathhouse for most of the evening, approached and enquired
about whether the things he'd been seeing on social media about Kiss a Ginger
Day were true. Naturally, I confirmed that it was all true and invited him to
join in.
He didn't need a second invite as he pressed me up against the wall and shoved
his tongue down my throat. It was delightful and a relief for me to finally
have a kiss from a guy on the board. Considering I identify as straight, I had
been very conscious of the fact that until now, all of my kisses so far had
come from other women.
You know, I don't want to give peeps the wrong idea about me or anything but
It does often seem that I have more female admirers than male. Or maybe the
ladies are just less shy in telling me about it. Either way, Kiss A Ginger Day
is a nice opportunity to give something back to them by letting them have at
least a little bit of fun for me for once.
That said, the one benefit of making out with women is you'll never find
yourself getting poked by erections when your partner gets a little
over-excited. And I could certainly tell that he was getting very excited.
Especially, when I allowed him to slip my bikini bottoms off, finally getting
me naked. A shame that Emmy was no longer around to see he wish finally
realised.
I think the glory of my bare bod was a bit too much for Smirky and he had to
go for a cool off in one of the pool. He was pitching quite the tent in his
trunks whilst doing so. Thankfully very respectful though. For sure, many guys
in his position would have tried to push for more. Tried to convince me to let
him have more than a kiss. There was none of that. Like I said, very
respectful and I appreciated that immensely.
Something I didn't appreciate so much was the long wait for anyone else to
join. I'm pretty sure that my wait for my next kiss was the longest gap
between kiss of what turned into a marathon effort to beat last year.
In the end, I resorted to ask some random bather if he would like to give me a
kiss. I get the impression he felt a bit awkward about the whole thing, just
giving me a rather tentative peck on the check. They all count so I was happy
to take what I could guess. Especially since that brought me level with last
year on a total of five kisses.
I was actually more than prepared to just make do with that as I didn't expect
to get any more kisses. Despite my efforts (and also the help of some others)
to drum up some interest in my celebration of redheads, the Erotic Bathhouse
was basically empty now. Just a few random bathers who would occasionally come
and go.
It's worth point out that I'd been manning my kissing station for probably
around 10 hours, so my feet were really starting to kill me by now. That's
quite a while to spend on your feet, especially when barefoot of stone floors.
I was very happy to get one final visitor before I called it a night though.
Mr Eastwood, who you may know from Hustler Productions, stopped by just to say
hello. Seemed like he didn't even know what I was up to until I very excitedly
explained it to him. Suffice to say, he was quite keen to help me move passed
my score from last year.
He was also very considerate of my aching feet and had no problem with my
request for us to take a weight off and sit down for our kiss. Actually, as
our lips pressed against one another, he gently laid me back and climbed on
top. I don't know which was more heavenly; the kissing or the being about to
lay back and relax after all that time on my feet.
Much like Smirky, he was clearly enjoying it very much as well. So much so
that his hands couldn't resist starting to wander across my soft skin. I
didn't mind until on started to creep betwen my legs. I swiftly relocated that
hand a little higher up to my chest. He'd have to be satisfied with a handful
of boob instead. He got the message and behaved himself after that.
Once he was done, I hung around for a little while longer just in case I could
snatch one more cheeky kiss. Realistically, I wasn't expecting that to be it
for the night and that was how things played out. It had been a long session
but I'd managed to complete my goal so it was with no regrets that I could
then call it a night.
Now I get to look forward to next year's Kiss a Ginger Day and seeing if I can
get even more kisses. I would also like to share more kisses with other
redheads next year.
Last year I managed to snag Jess and Reena but this year I was down to just
Jess. It's important to share some love as well as receive it, so that will be
my other goal for next year; to give at least 2, but preferably more, redheads
a little kiss.
I can't wait!
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