Freya’s Sexual Adventures: Book 1 - the Beginning
Copyright© 2025 by Freya Gersemi
Chapter 32
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 32 - Freya was the hot but innocent girl-next-door. Until she got her first taste of cock! Join her as she explores her budding sexuality – alone, with her new boyfriend, even with one of her best friends in a dream sequence you just HAVE to read! “Nasty stuff. Thoroughly sexy.” “OMG! How could you want anything more than this?” “Wild. Like Dali meeting Russ Meyer!” “Freya is such a good bad girl!” Dive head-first into the Freya-verse!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Humor Anal Sex Cream Pie First Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys
“You’re turning into a real freak, you know...”
“And you love it!” Freya gave him a quick peck on the cheek.
Alex frowned and rolled his eyes. “Tragically, I do.” He surveyed her body from head to toe and back up again, and told her, “You know, if you were just one point lower on the hotness scale, I’d be out of here.”
Freya put her hands on her hips and scowled at him. “So, now you’re rating me? I’m just a hot number to you?” She smiled and cocked her head. “What number am I?”
“Ten, of course.”
“Just a ten? I figured I’d be higher than that.”
“Out of a one to ten scale?”
“Yeah,” she demanded. “I’m at least an eleven. I mean, look at me!”
“Okay,” Alex conceded. “I can go as high as ten-and-a-half.”
“Hmph,” Freya answered, pouting. “So, what are we doing today?”
“I was thinking maybe the beach? Since it’s a holiday, the hardware store is only open 12-6:00, so my dad doesn’t need me, and you don’t have school.”
Immediately brightening up, she answered, “Ooh! Okay! Can we see if Cyn and Katie want to join us?”
Now, it was Alex’s turn to fake pout. “I guess ... I knew when we started dating that the three of you were a package deal, but when will we ever get some alone time...?”
Freya touched his arm. “You’re the best boyfriend ever! Especially since you know that I’m in charge!”
Alex smiled. “I only let you think that so I can keep getting sex from you. So, who’s really in charge, here?”
“You’re a pig!” she told him. “You and Cyn are like two pig peas in a pod.”
“Come on. I have to fix the faucet and the sooner I start, the sooner we can hit the beach.”
Less than thirty minutes later, Alex had fixed the leaky faucet, put his tools back into his bag, and was washing his hands.
“Thank you so much, Alex. You really are such a dear,” Mrs. Gersemi told him.
“My pleasure, ma’am.”
“And so polite!” Turning to Freya, she asked, “What do you kids have planned for today?”
“The beach!” Freya exclaimed. “All four of us!”
Mrs. Gersemi patted one of Alex’s hands and said, “Good luck with that!” She tucked a $20.00 bill onto Alex’s tool bag. “For lunch. Have fun,” and walked out of the room.
“I’m going to get changed and grab a few things. I’ll be right back,” Freya said.
“Sure,” Alex answered. “We can pick the girls up on the way.”
“Do you have to stop back home to get your swimsuit or anything?”
Alex smiled. “Nope. I’m all set. I had already figured that you would say yes to the beach idea.”
“You know me all too well, sir!”
“Just part of my job, ma’am.”
“Don’t ‘ma’am’ me. I’m not my mom,” Freya scolded him.
“But, you said –”
“No buts! Now, come upstairs while I pack a bag.”
Freya was in her bathroom changing while Alex sat on the edge of her bed. He looked around thinking back to that first day he was in this room. It was their first date and they spent it painting her bedroom walls. He chuckled to himself thinking what a crazy idea that was for a first date. Not dinner for a first date, although they did have take-out subs. Not a movie for a first date. Not even a sporting event or a play or a concert.
Technically, Alex had initiated the conversation by asking her what she was doing that weekend, but it was Freya who had asked him to come over and help paint. His very first date with Freya Gersemi was unpaid forced manual labor. And he had to foot the bill for dinner!
And his payment was just a quick kiss on the cheek.
And it was so very much worth it!
But that was Freya. Crazy to the core.
Painting the walls that day, sitting on the floor eating a sub with pink paint under his fingernails, and that chaste, little thank-you kiss when it was all done was when he had fallen deeply and madly in love with that crazy girl.
“Hey, Alex?” Freya asked through the bathroom door.
Alex stood up. “Yeah?”
“Can you give me a quick hand?”
“Sure.” Alex walked to the bathroom door. “Are you decent? Can I come in?”
Suddenly, the door pulled open just wide enough for Freya’s arm to reach out and yank Alex inside.
The door closed behind him and Alex was staring at a completely nude Freya.
Stunned, at first Alex could say nothing.
Freya just smiled at him.
Then in hushed tones, Alex said, “Your parents are home!”
“I locked the door.”
Freya walked behind him and pressed her naked body against his fully-clothed one. Alex opened his mouth to protest, but knew that it would be falling on deaf ears. And besides, his growing erection wanted to see where this was going to go anyway.
“I didn’t really need a quick hand, but you do!” Freya told him.
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