Freya’s Sexual Adventures: Book 1 - the Beginning
Copyright© 2025 by Freya Gersemi
Chapter 40
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 40 - 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
“Okay.” Katie got up as Cynthia grabbed the bag of bras and walked down the hallway.
Cynthia brought the leftover fruit from breakfast, some cheese and crackers, and two glasses of sparkling cider into the living room. Placing them on the coffee table in front of the couch, she asked Katie if she needed anything. Katie shook her head.
Sitting down next to Katie, Cynthia gently placed her hand on Katie’s thigh.
“Glad you did it?”
Katie smiled and nodded. “Yes.” Her smile faded. “It’s just really sore.”
“Is there anything I can do?”
“No.”
“I’ll take good care of you, Katie-bear.”
“I know.” Her smile returned and Katie said, “You always do!”
They sat in silence watching a sitcom rerun, casually munching on cheese and fruit and sipping cider. After the sitcom ended, Cynthia asked if Katie wanted to watch a movie.
“No. I think I’ll just go lie down.”
Cynthia jumped up. “Here, lie on the couch.” She helped prop Katie up with a few throw pillows and took her sneakers off. “Do you want a blanket?”
“No. I’m fine.”
Cynthia tried to sit down between the couch and coffee table, but her hips were too wide. She carefully pushed the table out a little and sat next to Katie on the floor.
Katie opened her eyes. “Here, sit on the couch,” she told Cynthia as she pulled her knees up.
Cynthia sat on the couch and placed Katie’s legs across her lap. As she started to rub Katie’s shins, Katie smiled, closed her eyes, and sighed in contentment. Cynthia, ever the horny lesbian, started to rub higher up her legs. She watched Katie, and encouraged by the sweet smile on her face, journeyed even further up. Katie’s legs parted slightly and Cynthia timidly reached up and ran a finger over the crotch of Katie’s cutoff shorts.
The “Mmmm...” from Katie was all that she needed to hear.
She hooked her fingers under the top button and asked, “May I?”
Without opening her eyes, Katie quietly said, “Please.”
Cynthia unbuttoned the top button of her shorts and trailed the back of her fingernail along the waistband of the panties exposed underneath and Katie shivered in expectant bliss. As the second button was undone, Katie slightly wiggled her hips in anticipation. Cynthia wrapped two fingers into the top of her panties and ran her fingernails across the very top of Katie’s pubic hair. And, again, Katie sighed. This sound always caused Cynthia’s heart to swell in her chest.
The third and fourth buttons were quickly unhooked revealing the edge of Katie’s dampness and Cynthia smiled. She reached in and took her time exploring the moistened fabric with her fingertips.
Prior to Cynthia, Katie had never had a lover. Her only outlet for her festering sexual frustration had been herself and as she had confided to Cynthia, it had almost always been quick and fraught with disappointment and anger. And although Katie still enjoyed a bit of roughness – sometimes even edging into actual pain – in their newly-shared love, Katie had discovered a profound appreciation for the tender side of receiving sexual gratification.
And with Katie not feeling well, Cynthia was intent on taking this very slowly and being as comforting as possible.
There was no need to unfasten the final button. Katie’s narrow hips allowed the shorts to slip right off.
Cynthia looked Katie over and delighted in her luck at having such a beautiful girlfriend. Her slender legs, toned by her years of competitive gymnastics, shone with her light olive skin tone. Cynthia ran each of her hands up each of Katie’s legs and could feel the tiny hairs tickling her palms. Katie didn’t bother herself much with shaving her legs – once or twice a month, tops. And her body hair, interestingly enough, was very spare and much lighter than her inherently darker complexion would suggest.
As Cynthia slowly stroked Katie’s flat tummy, Katie purred in delight. Another sound that made Cynthia’s heart fill to bursting.
Katie lifted her hips to allow Cynthia to pull her panties off. Noting how wet they were, Cynthia told Katie, “I think I’m gonna go grab a towel.” She wisely refrained from making a vulgar joke about Katie’s gushing fluids. She doubted that she was in the mood.
“Yeah,” Katie murmured, blushing.
When she came back, Cynthia placed the folded bath towel under Katie’s ass and resumed her position on the couch under Katie’s legs. Despite her urge to dive right into Katie, Cynthia instead peeled Katie’s socks off and started to soothingly massage her dainty feet.
“Oh ... That feels amazing,” Katie muttered, even in her arousal, gradually falling closer to sleep.
After a few minutes, Cynthia hears Katie’s light snoring. Slightly disappointed, Cynthia places her hands on Katie’s shins and turns her attention to the TV set, still playing in the background.
“Why did you stop?”
A little startled, Cynthia answered, “I thought you were asleep.”
“Hmmm...” Katie mumbled. “Don’t stop.”
Cynthia’s interest renewed, she let one of her hands creep up Katie’s leg while Katie wordlessly mumbled something else.
As Cynthia’s finger traced her wet slit, Katie moaned. “Ohhh...”
Cynthia drew her finger further upwards and let it wander through Katie’s pubic hair. Her dark brown hair and her darker complected skin was at odds with the practically invisible hairs above her sex. Cynthia could almost feel the lightly curled hairs more than actually see them. To Cynthia, it all looked delicious.
She was practically salivating with lust, but she reined in her aggressive libido for the benefit of letting Katie relax and enjoy herself.