Freya’s Sexual Adventures: Book 1 - the Beginning
Copyright© 2025 by Freya Gersemi
Chapter 47
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 47 - 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
“Is everything okay?” Edith asked.
“Um-hum. Fine,” Freya called out.
“Okay. I’m coming in,” Edith said as she slowly opened the door.
She took one look at Freya and exclaimed, “Oh, my! You look stunning. Do you like it?”
“Yes. Yes.” Freya hurriedly answered. “It’s lovely.”
“You look very flushed, dear,” Edith commented. “Are you feeling well?”
“It’s just the excitement of dress shopping,” Freya told her.
“Oh, yes! I remember trying on so many amazing dresses. Of course, this was decades ago,” Edith laughed. “It’s such a wonderful time in a young woman’s life.”
“Um-hum.” Freya frantically tried to think of a way to get Edith out of the room. Alex, crouched behind her, was staring right at her behind. Uncharacteristically, he suddenly felt very mischievous. As Freya shifted her weight from one foot to the other and her ass tilted ever so slightly to the right, Alex reached out a finger and poked her dead center in her butt crack.
Involuntarily, Freya let out a tiny yelp. Edith had been hanging up the second dress and turned to Freya who was trying to cover for herself by pretending to clear her throat. “Excuse me,” she said.
Edith stepped closer to Freya. Freya was really starting to panic. And then if things couldn’t have gotten any worse, Edith started fussing with the sleeves and shoulders of the dress. Really close. She was standing mere inches from Alex hidden under the dress.
And then things got worse.
Freya could feel Alex slowly pulling her panties down. She tried her best to stop him, but Edith looked at her and somewhat sternly told her to stand still. She had no choice but to stand there and let Alex be a complete jerk.
“I think we need something a little more flattering for your bust,” she told Freya as Freya’s panties were sliding down to mid-thigh.
“Okay. Sure.” Freya just wanted Edith to leave.
Freya breathed a sigh of relief as Edith finally turned to leave until she felt Alex’s hand reach around her legs and push a finger against her pussy. She started vigorously pushing down on the material around her crotch and the sudden movements caused Edith to turn back around just as she was opening the door.
“Is everything alright?”
“Everything’s fine,” Freya gushed. “I just love the ... bottom part of the dress...”
Edith smiled. “That’s called the skirt of the dress. It is lovely, isn’t it.”
“It really is,” Freya answered. “Do you have any others like this?”
“Oh, of course!” Edith replied. “Let me go get some.”
Freya finally saw a microscopic light at the end of the tunnel. “Sure. Sure. Take your time. Give me a few minutes to try on these two. Thanks.”
“Of course, sweetie.” Thankfully, Edith finally left and closed the door behind her.
Freya punched Alex’s hand through the dress. Furious, she told him, “You’re an ass!” just as a finger slid between her moist pussy lips and pushed into her.
“Ohhh ... Fuck you...” She sighed and leaned forward almost losing her balance.
Still under the dress, Alex steadied her and slowly worked his around her legs to the front of her. “Sit on the bench,” he instructed, his voice muffled through the layers of fabric. Freya was already plummeting into the “point of no return” and simply shuffled backwards until her calves hit the bench. She plopped down and Alex pulled her legs apart.
She let out a quiet moan as she felt his tongue push into her.
“Shhh” she heard Alex say from between her legs and under the dress.
Freya clamped her mouth closed as Alex’s tongue went back into her. After a few minutes, she felt his mouth searching for her clit. When his lips found it, she moaned again.
‘We’re gonna get caught,’ she thought and that immediately turned her on even more. ‘Ugh. What is wrong with me?’
She was now gasping for air as Alex sucked on her clit. She pushed her hips forward on the wooden bench and felt two of Alex’s fingers push into her. He was sucking on her clit, stuffing his fingers into her, and she was panting in a sexual frenzy.
Freya pulled the dress up to cover her mouth as she came. “Mmmmm...” Her legs clamped around Alex’s head.
“Ow, ow, ow,” he mumbled into her soaked vagina.
“Are you okay?” Edith opened the door and stopped in her tracks, stupefied.
Freya had the dress balled up against her face, her panties down around her ankles, and Alex’s head locked between her thighs. She slowly dropped the dress to her lap, then slowly covered Alex and her vagina with it. She looked at Edith who had gone from white as a sheet to blood-boiling red.
With measured words, she said, “Get ... Out...”
Freya released Alex and he crawled out from under the dress.
“Of course, ma’am.” He muttered. “I’m so sorry.”
Louder, Edith commanded, “Both of you!”
“All of you!” she shouted. “Take that dress off and get out of my store!”
She turned and pointed at Cyn and Katie who had been standing behind her watching it all unfold. “You two! Out!”
Gaining momentum, she yelled, “Get out! All of you!”
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