Chapter 3

With a slow, deep inhale, Freya’s mouth opened a little more while her eyes glazed over with a dreamy fog. Her head tilted a bit to her right and hung forward somewhat as if suddenly too heavy to hold up. Alex continued to fondle the small bead that was her nipple, both hard and delicately soft at the same time. Her breathing began to pick up as he started getting a little more forceful with her tit.

Exactly as she liked it.

Even at this early stage in their relationship, he knew her well.

Her first blowjob had, somewhat surprisingly to her, gotten her quite wet, but having her tits played with always opened the floodgates. She was on fire and the inner heat spread from her vagina, as she still called it – anything else just seemed too crude – down her legs and up her belly to join with the tingling shooting from her nipple. Her mouth was dry and she couldn’t catch her breath. She swooned and gripped his dick again, almost to steady herself as the room started to swim.

“Ohhh...” she moaned.

It was one of Alex’s favorite sounds. Passionate, vaguely animalistic and somehow innocent all at once.

Not for the first time, he marveled at how her breasts were almost perfectly round high up on her chest with tiny nipples pointing ever so slightly upwards. Her tits were so incredibly soft but still firm. Pliant. Yielding under his hand and fingers with her nipples tight and puckered and so amazingly sensitive. If he simply brushed against them, even while nestled in a bra, she would let out a tiny gasp and give him that sweet, knowing smile of hers.

Alex wanted to feel the soft flesh against his palm. He needed to feel her bare tit.

But he had pushed her too far.

Just as he was reaching for the bottom of her tank top, she snapped out of her daze.

Neither one wanted to leave this little sexual world that this evening’s events had created between the two of them. But, “No, no, no,” Freya whispered. “I still have dishes to clean before bed and you really have to leave.”

Momentarily disappointed, but accepting, Alex told her, “I’ll wash the dishes. You head upstairs and do whatever you need to do to get ready for bed. I promise no more funny business.” He smiled at her.

“Okay. I love you.”

“And I love you. Now get upstairs and I’ll meet you back in the kitchen in a few minutes.”

He watched her almost dance across the floor and up the stairs, her ass swaying slightly, her hair bouncing behind her as he imagined her tits must be doing in front of her. His thoughts were just a jumble of feelings that all added up to his unimaginable love for her.

“Oh crap!” breaking him out of his revelry, Alex looked down and saw his dick still hanging out of his pants. What if Freya’s parents had come home just then? He hurriedly pushed his still somewhat erect dick into his underpants and zipped up. He turned off the entirely unwatched DVD and headed to the kitchen to clean up.

Just as the last dish was placed into the drying rack, Freya walked into the room. Her hair combed and neat with the small amount of makeup that she usually wore scrubbed clean from her face. Still barefoot, but now dressed only in the button-down flannel shirt that she had “borrowed” from Alex a few months ago.

“Thank you for cleaning up.”

Alex smiled and said, “No, thank you for an incredible evening.”

Freya smiled back and could feel heat rising in her cheeks. “It was truly my pleasure.”

She walked him to the door and they stood facing each other. She lifted her head up while he tilted his down and they kissed. And kissed deeply.

Alex reached down and under the hem of the shirt and roughly grabbed her bare ass cheek pulling her body against his. For a moment, she allowed herself to almost melt against him, then reluctantly pulled away.

He continued to hold her and gaze into her eyes.

“What?” she asked.

“You are amazing and I am so lucky to have you.”

“I’m the lucky one,” she replied. “Now, get out. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

He held her a few seconds longer looking closely at her face. She was just his sweet Freya once again. There was no trace of the intense, cock-hungry seductress she had transformed into just a short time ago.

But now they both knew the passion that was lurking just under Freya’s cute, girl-next-door surface and they both were excited to see where this new journey would take them. For Freya, it was more than excitement. Her first blowjob had awakened a hunger she never knew she possessed. A craving for sex. No, it was even more basic than that. She realized that she just needed cock and she was determined to get as much of it as she could.

Freya arrived at the gym early for her meet. She wanted plenty of time to warm up and, more importantly, she wanted plenty of time to get into her gymnastic head space. Since last night, all she could think about was Alex and his cock – she was becoming much more comfortable with that word. It seemed like the only thing she wanted was to have his cock back in her mouth.

While she was stretching, her two best friends in the entire world, Cyn and Katie, showed up. Katie was also a gymnast. Cyn just came along to cheer them on.

The two girls hurried over to Freya and Cyn started to ask, “So, did you...” but when she saw Freya’s face, she stopped short and exclaimed, “You did!” It was as if the answer was tattooed on Freya’s reddening face. Lowering her voice to a whisper, Cyn continued, “You sucked his cock.” It wasn’t even a question. Katie’s mouth hung open staring at her friend.