Freya’s Sexual Adventures: Book 1 - the Beginning
Copyright© 2025 by Freya Gersemi
Chapter 41
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 41 - 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
“Come on!” Katie exclaimed, trying to suppress yet another fit of giggles.
“What should we name it?” Cynthia thought for a moment. “Either Itty Bitty Tittie or Gwen. I like Gwen.”
And with that, Katie burst into hysterical laughter dislodging her breast from the glass and dumping salt water all over herself and the floor. This, of course, made her laugh even harder.
“I’m glad you find humor in all of this mess you’ve created,” Cynthia pretended to admonish Katie. She put the now empty glass onto the table and started mopping up the water with the towel.
“Sorry. Sorry. But –” more laughter from Katie. “Gwen!” Katie almost fell out of the chair, she was laughing so hard.
Cynthia looked up to see tears running down Katie’s red cheeks while she held her right breast against the violent shaking of her hysterical convulsions.
After some minutes, Katie was finally done. “Oh!” she groaned holding her stomach. “Why do you always do this to me?”
“Ever since we were little girls, you’ve always been my best audience, Katie-bear.” Katie looked at Cynthia with an almost painful amount of love and Cynthia was practically crushed under its weight.
“Cynthia, is it weird that I’ve always thought of you as my second mother?” Katie asked. “I mean, now that we’re dating and all ... I still think that way.” Katie’s look turned to one of deep concern. “It’s weird, isn’t it?”
Cynthia took Katie’s hand in hers. “I don’t think so.” She smiled. “I’ll always love you.”
And, of course, Katie started to cry again.
“Let’s get you washed and bandaged back up. You can put on one of your new and totally boyish sports bras.”
After Katie and Cynthia and the kitchen were cleaned up from the “pet tit” incident, as it became known, they decided to try that salad place that Freya was always raving about. Cynthia was honestly determined to eat healthier – while occasionally stuffing herself silly, of course.
Cynthia got the “All Hail Caesar” salad and Katie got the “Polar Plunge” because she thought it was cute. She laughed reading the description out loud. “Titanic chunks of iceberg lettuce floating in a sea of watercress and slivered water chestnuts sprinkled with a flurry of cool ranch crispies.”
“Yup,” Cynthia declared. “This is just as cheesy as Alex said it was.”
Back at Cynthia’s apartment, they were eating their salads and making small talk.
“Katie, are you staying over tonight?”
Katie finished chewing and answered, “Yes.” Then quickly added, “If that’s all right?”
“Of course it’s all right. You don’t have to get my permission.”
Cynthia put her fork down. “In fact, why don’t you move in?”
Katie stared at her.
Cynthia continued. “I mean, we’ve been best friends forever. So what we’ve been only quote/unquote dating for a few weeks. I’m not going anywhere. You’re not going anywhere. C’mon. Move in with me.”
A worried look came over Katie. “I’d love to, but my parents...” Katie started crying. “They’re still just getting used to me being a lesbian. I mean, they love you, of course – they always have – but I don’t think they’re ready.”
The tears suddenly transformed into full body-quaking sobs.
Katie looked at Cynthia in horror.
“I don’t think I’m ready!”
Cynthia leapt out of her chair and pulled Katie up into her arms.
“Sweetie! That’s okay! Like I said, I’m not going anywhere, you’re not going anywhere, everything’s okay!”
Katie held onto Cynthia for dear life burying her face in her giant breasts.
Cynthia rubbed her upper back. “I know that we’ll be together. You can move in whenever you’re comfortable with it.”
“I want to,” Katie whispered. “I really do. I want to fall asleep nestled against you every night. I want to wake up every single day still in your arms. I just need a little more time.”
Cynthia whispered back, “Katie-bear, take all the time you need. You’re nineteen. I’m twenty. We have time.”
Katie stayed clutched to Cynthia until her tears dried on her cheeks. Cynthia let her go and watched as Katie wiped her eyes with the backs of her hands like a child. Katie was the strongest person that either Cynthia or Freya had ever known, but at that moment, Cynthia saw the scared and timid girl that she also was.
“I’m going to clean up dinner,” Cynthia said. “Go into the living room and find something fun for us to watch.” Then with a sly grin, she added, “I have ice cream for us!”
Katie smiled, but she still looked like a frightened little girl. Cynthia thought that from now on, when she looked at Katie, maybe she would always see that scared little girl buried underneath the fearless warrior.
Maybe.
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