Date: Sat, 10 Oct 2020 19:19:17 -0400 (EDT) From: E MOSER Subject: A Sissy and Ginger Story:#27,Ginger and Al. (Bisexual,Interracial, Relationships, High School) A Sissy and Ginger Story:#27,Ginger and Al. (Bisexual,Interracial, Relationships, High School) Ginger and Al by Larry Marian Ginger O'Sullivan, thirteen, going on fourteen, watched out the window of the small turboprop plane taking her from the enormous Dallas-Fort Worth airport to the small Lawton, Oklahoma airport that was her destination for a two week visit to see her boyfriend Al Morales in Medicine Park, just north of Lawton and Fort Sill, where Al's father and mother both worked. As the plane banked for its final approach she could see the flat land suddenly change to hills looking green and red in the background. Those must be the Wichita Mountains, she thought.Looking closer to her she suddenly saw six puffs of black clouds, or smoke at the base of a single big hill, jutting up from the flat land around it.Oh, that must be the big guns Al talked about. she remembered. Then, with a bump, the plane landed.Soon after that she and the other five passengers in the plane, two in uniform, got off the plane, Ginger carryingher brand new make up bag. She headed for the single exit through the small TSA area towards the largerconcourse. Then she saw him, cowboy hat, western shirt, Levies, cowboy boots, lopsided smile on his face.Next to him was an adult male figure looking like an older model of Al, a female in a dress and cowboy hat, and a girl, maybe ten or eleven; Al never mentioning her much, just Squirt most of the time unless pressed for Sandy. She maintained her composure as she walked steadily towards the four and he stepped away from his family, walking towards her, the sound of his cowboy boots seeming to sound like kettle drums."Hi, Ginger," he said, sounding suddenly shy, "Hi," she responded, feeling shy herself, with six eyes looking at the two of them.His father advanced, maybe to have her turn around and flee home on the next plane. "Howdy," he said."Now, Alfonso, you have not seen this young lady in over a month.Now give me her small hand bag, let her keep her purse on her shoulder.Her mother and I will not look, nor will Sandy.Put your arm gently around her, tell her you've missed her, like you tell your mom and me every blessed day, and kiss her.Don't take more than three hours, son. "Now I'm going back to your mom and sister.When you're done, come introduce this stunning young lady." Ginger grinned; Al frowned."Dad!" he whispered. "You have permission.Kiss me."He did.It didn't last three hours, but it was long and some tongue touching happened.Then they broke, Al took her hand to lead her back to his family. "Mom, Dad, this is Ginger O'Sullivan who I've told you about.Ginger, this is my dad, Major Morales, mymom, Olivia Morales, and my sister Sandra. "Pleased to meet you.Thank you for your hospitality allowing me to visit out here," Ginger said. "You have a larger bag? Al's father asked. "Yes, sir. It's checked.There aren't many. "If I call you Ginger, I go by Major or Maj to my family.Please call me that.I'll let Olivia tell you what to call her. And no matter what Al says, Sandy does not like Squirt. So call her Sandy, please." "Is my brother fibbing?Do you all really go around naked all the time?Teachers too?" "Even the principal.And we're nude, not naked.If you're naked, you're ashamed. If you're nude, you're proud." "See, I told you....Sandy." "Well, Mom and Dad say I can go there too.Do I get to practice with you two?" "We'll talk about that at home, Sandy. Now let's get Ginger's bag and get home."The five, Ginger and Al now holding hands followed behind the other three.Ms. Morales turned her head. "I'm the forgotten one, Ginger.Please call me Aunt Olivia for now, okay?" "Thanks, ..Aunt Olivia. I do that with other adults who are not relatives. Mom says it's a Southern thing."Al and his family laughed at that. With that Ginger got her bag and holding hands with Al went to the family SUV, Ginger and Al in the back and Sandyin the middle seat. Along the way Al pointed out a few things of interest, promising to come back and show her more things later.They just wanted to get home before 1700.Theywent through Medicine Park, Ginger turning her head back and forth at the strange buildings, then past Bath Lake which she saw was a CO day with plenty of people in and around the water and on the island nude, from kids just out of a diaper to grandparents.She punched Al in the ribs."Go there?" "Sure.Squirt and I go all the time."He lowered his voice."For being eleven, she's pretty cool." They turned off East Lake Drive onto Big Rock Road."We're almost home.Just past the M'Urk compound. Here we are," as the SUV turned into an almost half klick drive to a large ranch house, complete with a porch along the entire front with a roof over it. The Maj picked up both of Ginger's bags, carried them inside and led the way into the family room whose big picture window gave a great view of the big lake below them. "Okay, kids.Let's sit down and talk a bit. I like to know what's going on.So how about everybody under the age oftwenty five sit on the couch and Olivia and I will sit in easy chairs. And talk a bit.By the way, this includes Sandy who says she really wants to go to Jones, and not Canon any more. So, Sandy,you want to ask Ginger or your brother any questions you have about Jones?" "Yeah.Like, I've known the kids at Canon all my life, and where we swim in Medicine Creek.But at Jones I won't know anybody cept Al and he kids me about my skeeter bites. How do I make friends?" Ginger and Al looked at each other and grinned.Gingernodded to herself."Sandy, when I started sixth grade in public school I hardly had skeeter bites.But by the end of sixth I had real boobs.You will too.If a boy is only interested in your boobs, he's not the boy for you.Believe me.Iknew one like that and then I met Al.Al?" "Yeah.First, sixth is in a separate cottage.It does have bedrooms, mostly like home and your roommate is, almost always, a boy, for you.Now the school says, and I believe it and Ginger believes it, that boys and girls are different, and it's not just what's between our legs or on our chest or the length of our hair. It's rooming with another person and getting to know about them and how they think.That's why Ginger and I fought so hard to room together next year.And we won. "You'll do fine.And you can always get a pass to come see either of us. The only thing a sixth grader or younger can't do is check out a PR by themself. Now, feel free to ask either of us questions.Okay?" "Thanks.I feel a bit better." "Now, for what parents are most worried about,Al says the two of you want to sleep together in Al's room.Well, the room is big enough and so is the bed. Ginger, can you explain why you feel comfortable about this?" "Well, Major... Maj, Al and I didn't really meet until right after Christmas, when we got back to Jones after Winter Break. It wasn't love at first sight, but then, well, we decided to go to a PR instead of asking Al's room mate to leave for awhile.Mostly we talked.Then, yeah, we started kissing...and stuff.And I was eighth and he was a freshman - middle and high divide. Then we got serious and I asked my folks if Al could spend the night while he had a birthday party.And it happened - Al spent Saturday and Sunday night in my bedroom. ""So Jones has a rule that a townie can't invite a dormie to theirhouse for the weekend no more than every other week.It was the end of the school year, but he came every other weekend.Then his roommate spent the weekend with a townie friend and I spent the room in his dorm - except they were room mates, not beddies and we slept in separate beds." "Let's stop there.Ginger, please explain these room mate terms.I went to one of the last woman only colleges," MS. Morales said. "Okay, Aunt Olivia, the first is room mate, I guess like any other dorm school.Your room mate is your partner. You help each other with room chores, with assignments, with lessons you don't understand.If your room mate isn't great with math, but wonderful with English and you're the reverse, you help each other understand.There may be a hug from time to time, but your boy friend or girl friend may be in a different dorm or grade.You may have met in chorus or band, or a team. "But often your room mate becomes your roomie.Your roomie is more than a friend, but a companion.You do the same stuff you did as a room mate, but more. You hang out together. You may even hold hands.You often shower together as backies - washing your roomie's back. A kiss good night's possible, though both of you probably have a boy friend/girl friend. "Then something happens and the two of you push your beds to the middle of the room. You're a beddie.There are degrees here. Some sleep under their own sheet and blanket.Others fasten top sheets and blankets in some ways. Others pester parents to buy full size top sheets and blankets.It varies. What happens after lights out varies. "Al and I already know the first thing we will do together is push our beds together. I've already told my parents I want three full size bottom sheets for my birthday and a full size blanket." "So, you are about to be fourteen and Al is fifteen and will be sixteen spring of next year.What about this fifteen/one?" The Maj broke in. "Dad, we want to keep it. Now, I'll be sixteen when Ginger hits fifteen/one.But we are going to be honest. Promise." "Okay, Ginger and Al.I'd like you to call your folks and let them know thatyou've arrived safely and haven't been scalped or molested by hostiles and Olivia and I would like to chat for a minute or so. Okay?" Ginger pulled her phone out and called home."Ginger, put it on speaker.Let both our parents hear." Al said. "Hi,Mom.I'm here. I'm supposed to say I haven't been attacked by hostiles.Would you put your phone on speaker?Al's dad, the Maj and Aunt Olivia want to say hello." "Hello.First, you have a very wonderful daughter.We're going to enjoy having her here.I just want to confirm that she did, in fact, spend several weekends with you and she and Al did sleep in the same bed." "Oh, yes. And they asked and got permission to room together.And they told us the first thing they would do was to push their beds together and the last was to give up their V early. "You're happy with this?" "Both of us are, Maj. Brenda and I talked to both Ginger and Al the first time he came for the weekend for his birthday.He's a pleasure to have." "That's all I want to know.Drop a full size sheet for her birthday.We'll add one and an Original American full sized blanket for her birthday.Ginger, your mom and I agree.If the Morales approve, we approve.Just take lots of pictures." "Thanks Dad.Thanks, Mom." Al saw a tear in Ginger's eye as the families signed off. He hugged her. "You going to sleep naked together?" Sandy asked. "No," Al and Ginger said together."Nude." "And shower together in the muck room like we used to,Squirt. " "Be nice,Al.If she goes to Jones like it sounds like, she may learn how to short sheet beds.I hear then sixth graders get good at it."That brought out laughs. The rest of the evening, to include supper, past pleasantly as Ginger talked about her family and the Morales theirs.She learned that Al's dad enlisted in the army to get ahead, got a college degree, went through OCS and got a commission. "Just what the Army does.Says you will see the world.Born and raised in Chickasha, I join the army at seventeen with parents' permission, and the recruiter sends me to Fort Sill to be a 13E in fire direction.I want to go to Germany, they send me to 2nd/2nd for three years.I take college courses. I manage to get an associate's degree and - finally - a one year tour in Korea.I'm so good in fire direction - I come back to Sill as a sergeant and teach fire direction during the day and work on a bachelor's at night.Then I meet Olivia, a specialist in communications.She helps.We get married. We get assigned to some place in the sands, but I'm still taking classes, getting closer to a degree.We leave the sand.I go back to.... 2nd/2nd.I get my degree. I apply for OCS.I get commissioned - field artillery.I go back to - 2nd/2nd.Three years of basic course lieutenants. "So we buy a house here and.... Well, anyway, that's the army.I managed to just makemajor before I retired. "Maj looked up."At least one of you had a long flight, two plane changes. You kids get to bed.Al, let her sleep in a bit. Big day tomorrow." "Thanks, Dad."Hugs came, with a kiss on Ginger from Aunt Olivia.The two went to the hall bathroom first to let Sandy scurry out in a baby doll night gown before brushing teeth and, horror of horrors, using the toilet one after the other. Lights, other than one bedside lamp, went out as two nude teens crawled into a bed new to one, together.They hugged, they kissed, and they said "good night," "Wake me in the morning, Al.Honest, I was atthe airport at0530 this morning." "Sleep well, Ginger."He fell asleep minutes after she did. Al had not warned her about the rising sun glittering off the big lake to the north.He raised his head, kissed her still sleeping forehead, then settled back down to doze as the door opened. He nudged Ginger."My folks are up," he said.Her response was a grunt.Then he turned to the door to see Sandy in her bedroom slippers and nothing else. "Squirt.What are you doing?" "STOP CALLING ME SQUIRT. I'm eleven years old and, big nosy brother, I had my menarche two weeks ago.So there!" "Sandy.I'm happy for you.And those aren't `skeeter bites.'Not sure I can force this boy to sleep on the floor tonight - but we'll see," Ginger said."And mine was about two weeks ago and Al hardly noticed.Ginger sat up in bed, her bare breasts obvious for Sandy to see. "Will mine really look like yours soon?" "Hard to say.But soon." Then a call came throughout the house came:"Breakfast detail - FALL IN." "Let's shock Dad and Mom.Let's just go like we are," Sandy said. "Great idea, SQ- er, Sandy," Al said and the three trooped into the kitchen to help, wearing slippers or sandals. Neither parent blinked. "If you are going to help in the kitchen, put an apron on, boys.Girls, put a full apron on.Bacongrease splatters," Aunt Olivia ordered. Even with bemused grins from Al and Sandy's parents, breakfast was soon made, eaten and cleaned up.It still being a work day, despite Ginger's Wednesday arrival, the Maj and Aunt Olivia headed out to points south withAl, Ginger, and Sandy left with the old, reliable Volvo. Al had a couple of old blankets with him as well as water.He turned to Ginger and said," Letd's go!" Al drove, the only one with a license, with Ginger beside him and Sandybehind them, jumping up and down.Al headed west into the Reservation, as Ginger took it all in.Then she saw the long horns crossing the road. "What are those?" she cried. "What you don't see in western movies," Al replied."Long horns.They really are wild. Every year some tourist wants to pet Bossy.Not a good idea.Fort Sill really doesn't want to send their medevac.We'll see buffalo soon." "Wow.I hadno idea."Soon enough Ginger spotted her first buffalo."Wow.They are big.How close can we get?" "This close.Like the long horns, every year some tourist gets hurt by them ." Al glanced at Ginger."Say, we could drive up to French Lake.There's a trail to a sort of beach.Sometimes kids go skinny dipping there. Want to?Today is a suits required day at Bath Lake in Medicine Park." "Sure," Ginger said."Won't be as noisy." "French Lake it is," as Al pulled away from the buffalo."By the way, they really should be called bison." "Yeah, but how would that old elementary school song sound with `Give me a home where the bison roam.." Ginger said. There was silence for a minute before Al started to sing `Give me a home where the bison all roam...., how's that?" "Great.Get you in show business.Your voice sounds nice." Ginger, at least, was kept interested as she looked back and forth over a landscape she'd never seen before.Some twenty minutes later, Al pulled off the main highway onto a narrowroad with a couple of curves until he parked the Volvo at a cul de sac with one jeep parked there. They got out with Al putting the water camel on and taking a long walking stick while Ginger took the blankets. "Watch out for rattlesnakes, Ginger. " "Oh, I will," she replied. So they took the quarter mile hike down to the blue lake and sort of sandy beach where they spread the two blankets and began to undress.Sandy looked totally calm as she unfastened her training bra to reveal nipples centered on tan areola mounted on top of definite mounds.When her panties came down, Ginger saw pubic hair above her split, a horizontal patch for now. "You're wearing a thong," Sandy said."How sexy. I want one." "Now who'd want to see you in a thong?"Al asked. "Gus Giovani up in the M'urk compound, that's who.Remember we talked at Bath Lake last week. He's twelve." "Budding romance," Ginger said." "Looks it," Al agreed."My little sister's growing up." "Appears so.Let's hit the water," Ginger suggested and they did. About forty-five minutes later the three got out and dried off by the sun, which was now closing in on noon.Al had the forethought to bring sunscreen and the three applied it to themselves and then the backs of each other. If Sandy didn't say anything about how certain butts and thighs got extra attention, it wasn't because she didn't look. Then Ginger and Al lay down on one blanket, leaving the other for Sandy.They began to gently kiss and then hands began to wander."You guys are making out. I know this is a lot, but Gus and I have been doing some stuff.Could you help me?" The two rolled away, Al trying to shield his obvious hard on, whichwas close to six inches and fat, with a bulbous head.His sister sure looked at it. "What do you want to know?" Ginger asked, thinking that coming from another girl would be the best way to tell the eleven year old." "How do I give Gus a blow job and how do I tell him how to kiss me down there?" Sandy said the words rushing out as though the tween was afraid she'd panic before she could finish. "Wow, Little Sister!That's a lot. Now think for a second.Do you really want to put in your mouth something Gus pees out of?" "Well Big Brother, I just happened to have heard you and Ginger talking on the phone just before she came and you said you were going to go down on her.And that's where girls pee out of." "Al, love, she's got you dead to rights. Maybe a little young.But how old were you the first time you got a BJ?Now, I'll admit, I'd just turned thirteen the first time I gave one."Ginger reached over to Sandy and gave her a pat on the other girl's leg, the best she could do." "Okay, I've tried to defend my sister.So, Ginger, do we explain or demonstrate?" "Well, you haven't gone down on me since I got here.No time like the present."With that, Ginger lay down on her back, her legs spread and knees raised."Okay, Sandy, the first thing, if you don't know, we have inner and outer lips.So the girl or boy first spreads the outer lips.Your hole is at the bottom.Your finger or fingers go in there, as does the boy's dick, or the tongue.Then the tongue or finger goes up your slit between your inner lips until it gets to your clitoris or clit.There's a little hood over it. The clit itself - herself? Can be rolled by fingers or tongue.So, Al, you ready to demonstrate on me?" "I thought you'd never ask. Now Sandy, I'd normally lie between Ginger's legs, but you can't see anything that way, so I'm going to lie outside so you can see."He smiled. "Here goes," as Al began to minister to Ginger as he explained. "See how he uses his tongue?Sandy, this is the way your partner gets you to cum.Boys do it once and thenit's over.He shoots his load and has to regroup.Girls can cum several times in one session if he knows what he's doing.And you can help.Play with your boobs.When she's tonguing you below, play with your clit.Oh, God, Al.That's a little cum.Yes.Go up. My clit, Al.YES!" Al raised his head."If Gus doesn't know, a girl can get very wet between her legs and his face might need to be washed afterwards.So, what do you think?Can you explain to him what to do?" "I think so.If Al wasn't my brother, but knew how to do this,he could demonstrate on me." "Sandy, if you want, I can.I've gone down on a girl; she went down on me.It won't turn you into a lesbian or something.If you want, lie down, spread your legs, and raise your knees."Ginger said softly and slowly. "You sure?" "I'm sure.My mom told me you don't catch being non-straight.I was about your age.She was two years older.We were god friends.We happened to see a video and we tried it.We liked it. Then we both discovered boys could do that too. "Tell you what. First I'll show you how to give a blow job.Then I'll give you a demonstration on what it feels like to get eaten out.Okay?" "Okay.But I do feel I'm a bit damp down there." "I hope you will feel damper soon.Okay, Al.I'm dropping to my knees."Ginger and Al smiled at each other as she did drop on her knees.He walked up to her, his dick really hard."Nice looking cock, Al.Nice." "Thanks," All replied as Ginger took his balls in one hand and his cock in the other to guide it to her mouth.First she licked the red tip, then slowly took it in all the way before bobbing back and forth a few times.Then she took her mouth off the cock to kiss and lick down the bottom of the shaft all the way to his balls when she dropped her hand so she could suck on them before returning to take the cock back into her mouth. "Oh, doing great Ginger.I'm not going to last long.I'm sure. Go faster, love.Go faster." Ginger did."Yes."OH.CUMMING!ONE!OH, TWO,OH, THREE."Sandy watched as she saw Ginger's throat as she swallowed twice. Finally Ginger let the deflating cock drop out of her mouth before standing up and getting kissed by Al. Then the three heard loud talking and singing, some adult sounding and some younger voices. "Oh, crap," Al said. "Somebody's coming.They're going to see us." "You said a lot of people skinny dip here,"Sandy said, accusation in her voice.OH,NO!! GUS!!" "It's all the Giovanni's," Al said."I've been here with all three a few times.And their folks, once."Hi, Luce, Fran.Hey Gus.Hi, Mr and Ms Giovanni, fancy meeting you here." "Hi, Al.How are your folks? Hi, Sandy.Look who's here, Gus."Ginger saw two faces looking beet red. "Who is the very pretty girl with you?Say, we were about to swim a la Tom Sawyer with our kids. Okay with you guys?" Al looked at Ginger who smiled as they looked at the cooler held by the older boy,then a basket by the girl, and a bag by the youngerboy, with both adults with packs on their backs. Within minutes the Giovanni family got introduced to Ginger as they spread out a large ground cloth, then beach towels, then getting undressed.Sandy had to giggle, hand over mouth and turn her head as Gus' hard on showed as he pulled down his underpants. He didn't even wait, but dashed for the water. Sandy looked towards Al, then went for the water, too.Soon the rest of the Giovannis were in the water. "Well, crisis avoided.But it's hitting noon.There's a place I want to take you to for lunch. Should we get Squirt out of the water?" "Call her out.Ask her if she wants to stay.If parents say yes, have her call home and get permission.Love, you're living proof that girls mature faster than boys!" Al looked at her, then walked down to the water, "Hey, Sandy.You want to come to Meers with Ginger andme or do you want to ask if you can stay with the Giovannis?" "Al, if she wants to stay, we'll get her home alive." "Yes, I want to stay, oh noble Big Brother.Please call home and ask." "Dialing!"Al went back towards the blankets, with Ginger already folding up one blanket. He had a short talk with a parent then walked back to the water's edge. "Sandy.Dad says you may stay here with the Giovannis as long as it is okay with them.You need to be home by seven. Understand" "I do.I'll call them.Thanks, Al." "You're missing a Meersburger for lunch." "That's okay." "Have fun."Al waved at his younger sister as she stood nude, hand in handwith a nude boy.They both waved back as Al and Ginger dressed, then brought Sandy's clothes, her training bra on top, to the Giovanni beach area. As they drove towards Meers and Ginger's next adventure, Al said, "Tomorrow, let's go into Lawton without Sandy and get her a pair or two of thongs." Ginger looked at him, smiled at him, and said, "You are a very bad boy, Alphonso Morales.But I love you anyway. " This is an offshoot of my TALES OF JONES LAB SCHOOL found in Bisexual High School. You may enjoy the background of this adult interracial story