Katie Saves Valentine's Day
Copyright© 2025 by Freya Gersemi
Chapter 7
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Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Humor Masturbation Oral Sex Petting
“Fine.”
Katie turned to go, but Cynthia grabbed her by the shoulders. “I’m sorry,” she said, squashing Katie to her imaginary gravity-defying breasts. Katie smiled. As infuriating as Cynthia could sometimes be, Katie really loved those boobs.
“So, how can we get Freya to win?” Cynthia asked.
“Fisty me goad.”
“What? I’m not going to fist you. We need to make sure Real Life Freya wins a competition,” Cynthia chided, releasing her grip on Katie’s head and shoulders. “Unless you think fisting you would help?”
Katie looked at her. “What in the world are you talking about? Fisting me?”
“You just said ‘fisty me good.’”
“I said, ‘first, let me go.’”
“Oh.” Cynthia blushed. “Hee hee. Sorry.”
Thinking, Katie ran her fingers through her hair and scratched her head. “Alright. So, Real Life Freya doesn’t write everything we say or do or think. It’s like we have to ‘send’ it to her or something. So, we can discuss things and then one of us can ‘send’ her the idea and she’ll write it in.”
“And then that Figjam guy will fix all of her grammar fuck ups,” Cynthia added. “Although, I think he gets some weird kind of kick out of leaving in a few of the stupid words that Real Life Freya makes up.”
“The made-up words are fun and quirky,” Katie said. “It’s part of Real Life Freya’s charm. Besides, she’s a good writer.”
“She’s quite excellent at losing every single Literotica Contest that she’s entered so far.”
Katie sadly nodded. “True.” She thought for a moment. “Okay. Real Life Freya needs to focus on one thing. I think she gets way too scattered. Like how her stories keep jumping back and forth between characters.”
“Right,” Cynthia agreed. “One focus. Deliciously dirty sex.”
Katie frowned. “No. A strong plot, fun banter between characters, and witty wordplay.”
“Wrong, wrong, and ... very wrong,” Cynthia replied, tapping a finger in the air to punctuate each word. “Alex has no fun banter in him. Never had and never will. He’s boring. Nice guy – great guy – big cock – but a boring personality. And Story Freya’s not too great with the fun banter, either. She’s a lot of fun, but she’s not very funny. I’m the funny one. But anyway, no one comes to Literotica for fun banter. They come here for pervy sex. Pervy sex with me involved.”
Katie opened her mouth to speak, but Cynthia barreled on. “And what ‘witty wordplay’? Are you talking about that overuse of asinine alliteration that Real Life Freya throws into every damn sentence? Seriously? She may think it’s pretty clever, but it’s not. It’s lame and dumb.”
“Okay. Then what do we do?” Katie asked.
After a couple of minutes of their usual arguing, Cynthia finally got her way.
As usual.
“Alright,” Cynthia said. “So, we agree that dirty sex is the way to go.”