Chapter 20

Katie smiled shyly, but said nothing.

“First, you’re secretly in love with me. Secretly a lesbian,” Cynthia said, “Now, this crazy passion for ramming giant dildos into your ass? What’s next?”

Katie still said nothing, and still had a shy smile on her lips.

Both wearing towels wrapped around them, Cynthia grabbed Katie and hugged her. Katie’s head rested on Cynthia’s chest. Slowly, Cynthia whispered, “You know, I have a secret kink, too.”

“I know,” Katie replied.

“I like to eat.”

“I know.”

“A lot.”

“I know.”

Cynthia looked long and hard at Katie, then hugged her. “I love you, Katie-bear.”

Katie hugged her girlfriend even tighter and said, “I love you, too, Cynthia.”

“Want to have a sleepover this weekend, Frey?” Alex asked. “It’s my birthday and we can spend it together.”

“Yes!” Freya answered, then added, “A ‘sleepover,’ huh? Like a pajama party?”

“You know what I mean,” Alex replied, smiling at Freya’s playfulness.

“Can we play Spin the Bottle?”

Alex rolled his eyes. “Sure, but it’ll be just us two.”

“Perfect!” Freya replied. “I’ll just run it by my parents. You know how they are. I’m still their little girl and all that.”

That evening, Freya’s parents were in the kitchen, her mom finishing the dishes, her dad at the table paying some bills.

“Hey, is it alright with you guys if I spend this weekend at Alex’s?” she asked, trying to hide the excitement in her voice and to sound as nonchalant as possible.

Mrs. Gersemi turned to look at Mr. Gersemi, who raised his eyebrows at her then looked back at the papers spread out on the table before him. He was not thrilled, but knew there was not much that he could say at this point. His daughter was nineteen, after all.

“Sure. Absolutely,” her mom told her.

Over the last few months of Freya dating Alex, he had never been anything less than a polite and a perfect gentleman. In fact, both parents had grown quite fond of him. Freya’s parents knew that something like this was coming, and had already discussed it. But the bottom line was that the kids weren’t kids. They were both, technically, adults. And furthermore, both parents trusted their daughter to be smart and to take care of herself.

Then her mom asked, “Are his parents okay with you staying over?”

Freya paused. Alex’s parents were spending the weekend touring a few colleges with Alex’s younger brother. “They won’t be home.” She quickly added, “But come on. I’m an adult.”

“I know. I know,” her mom said. “It’s fine.” But she thought to herself that her daughter had left that little fact out on purpose until after they had agreed to the weekend. Both parents knew how much of a planner Freya was. She didn’t like to leave anything to chance. But again, Freya wasn’t a child anymore and they both knew that she could take care of herself.

“Thank you!” Freya said as she ran upstairs to pack an overnight bag.

That evening, Freya showed up at Alex’s with a backpack and a grocery bag. After cooking him a delicious dinner, they went into the den to watch a movie which, of course, quickly turned into some heavy kissing and fooling around.

Alex reached up under Freya’s sweater and started playing with one of her tits. She could feel her nipple harden as he was lightly pinching it through the thin material of her bra. She moaned into his ear and reached for the erection outlined in his pants.

After a few minutes of this “over-the-clothes” fondling, Freya couldn’t stand it anymore. She unzipped his pants and reached in to grasp his dick. Alex moaned into her ear as she worked it out of his underwear and started to slowly pump it. With one of her hands on his shoulder, her lips pressed against his, and the other hand working his cock, Alex closed his eyes. He was still holding one of her tits, but for the moment, it was almost forgotten.

In a half-daze, he felt her stop kissing him and then felt the warm softness of her lips wrap around the head of his cock. Freya continued to slowly pump the thick shaft of his dick, while she swirled her tongue over its head. She could taste the very faint flavor of his precum. It was almost more of a feel than a taste. She started to suck harder, urging more of it out. She heard him moaning and starting to breathe heavier, so she began positioning her hand on his cock. Within thirty seconds, she had a mouthful of his cum.

With her lips still around the head of his dick, she held his cum in her mouth savoring it with her tongue. She swirled it around her mouth like she had swirled her tongue around his cock moments before. Although she loved the taste and feel of it in her mouth, what she craved even more was having it deep inside her. Holding his sperm in her mouth for another moment while he gave a final spasm, she carefully slipped his cockhead from her mouth pursing her lips so as not to lose a single precious drop.

Freya sat up, still holding his cock in her hand, looked at Alex, and gave him a small smile. Her mouth still full of his cum, she tilted her head back and closed her eyes. With a final swirl and a low purr in her chest, Alex watched her slender neck as she let his cum slowly dribble down her throat coating her insides with its warmth. With a final small gulp, she looked back at him, this time with a bigger smile. She leaned in and kissed him. He could feel her tongue, slippery with cum, probing into his mouth. He could taste himself and it caused his cock to twitch in her hand.

“Oh?” Freya looked down to see a small drop of cum oozing out of his cock. She gave him a squeeze and licked it off, smearing it over her lips with her tongue, then smacked her lips. It was one of the most erotic things that Alex had ever seen and he twitched again, still in her firm grasp. But to his great dismay, Freya started to pull his underwear back up and over his erection.