Freya's Sexual Adventures Book 3: Freya Wants a Baby

Freya’s Sexual Adventures: Book 3: Freya Wants a Baby

by Freya Gersemi

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This book is dedicated to AlexFourways. He contacted me over two years ago and we quickly became virtual friends. He has provided support, been a cheerleader, and a confidante through those years and I thank him dearly.

This book is also dedicated to Figjamkiss. His guidance and his belief in my writing have been crucial to my work. Without him, none of this would have been possible. And without him, I would have many more grammatical errors!!

I also would like to add James Bassytian to this list of dedications. He has been another good friend supporting my work. And a bad influence on me. I think he gets some twisted pleasure out of encouraging my craziness.

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I am honored to have these people in my life.

Thank you!

Chapter 1 - “Teasing Alex”

Standing in the doorway of the kitchen, Freya looked at her husband and wearily rubbed her tired eyes. “What are you doing up this early?”

“I couldn’t sleep.”

She sat down across from him at the kitchen table. “Is everything all right? You areokay with us starting a family, right?”

“Yeah. Yeah.”

“What’s wrong?” Freya could read him like an open book and knew that there was more.

“Nothing,” Alex said, thinking about the dream/nightmare that had woken him. He took Freya’s hand. “I mean, nothing other than the usual worries. Can we afford it? Will the baby be born healthy? Things like that.”

Freya smiled. “It’s a big decision. Are you absolutelysure that you’re ready?”

Alex took a deep breath. “Yes. I am.”

“Okay. Sorry that I keep asking.” Freya gave him a half-hearted smile. “I’m pretty scared, myself.”

“Um-hum.”

Standing up, Freya said, “Let me make some coffee and we’ll talk.”

“There’s some left in the pot,” Alex answered. “I made a lot.”

Freya gave him a kiss on the top of his head. “The vacation was great, but tiring. And, of course, my sudden decision to start a family –”

“Our decision,” Alex corrected her.

“Of course. But it was my decision to start now.”

Alex nodded.

As Freya poured herself a cup of coffee, she asked, “So, do you want to talk more about it? I mean, this needs to be our decision. The two of us together.”

“No. It’s fine. We both want kids…” Alex shrugged. “So, why not now?”

“I do love your enthusiasm,” Freya told him as she spooned sugar into her cup.

“Well, you know what I mean.”

“Yeah…” Freya sat down opposite him, again, and took a sip of her coffee. “It’s a big decision.”

“But we’re going to do it,” Alex said.

Freya nodded, and then they sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes, each lost in their own thoughts.

“When do you think we can go up and get Rio?” Alex asked.

“I was just thinking that,” Freya answered. “This house has never seemed so quiet.”

Alex looked at her. “Enjoy it while you can. With kids, it’s going to be a madhouse for the next twenty to thirty years. You were an only child – and a girl. You don’t know what it’s like.”

“I can’t wait.”

Alex smiled and nodded.

Another minute or two went by with the only sound being the occasional sip of coffee, when they heard a floorboard creak above them.

“Someone’s up,” Freya observed. Alex’s eyes brightened. “We have to give them a few minutes to wake up before we can get Rio.”

“Fine,” Alex begrudgingly agreed.

A few minutes later, they heard the door open at the top of the stairs, and the unmistakable clittering of a small dog’s nails on the wooden steps. Then they heard Katie tell Rio to hold on a minute. Alex all but ran to the door that led to the foyer and flung it open.

“Rio!” He cried as the dog began to jump up and down in shared excitement. Alex bent down and had to scramble to grab the quivering little Yorkie.

“Was I really that terrible of a babysitter? You’re so excited to get away from me?” Katie asked the dog, hooking his leash to his collar and then handing it to Alex. “He has to pee and poop. He just got breakfast,” she told him.

As Alex and Rio went out front, Katie hugged Freya. “How was your mini vacation?”

“It was great. But I have hugenews for you guys,” Freya gushed.

Excitedly, Katie asked, “What? What?”

“I want to tell you both.”

“Come on upstairs. I’ll wake Cynthia.”

“Oh, no. Don’t wake – Yeah, okay. Yeah, wake her up!” Freya said as they both started up the stairs.

Alex and Rio were in the front yard when they heard all three girls screaming. Halfway through his poop, Rio looked up at Alex, startled by the piercing volume, even through the closed windows. “Well, it sounds like mommy just told your aunts that you’re going to be a big brother.” Satisfied with that explanation, Rio finished his business and the two boys went back into the house.

Ten minutes later, Freya came back down with Rio’s toys and his container of kibble. “You probably heard, but the girls are pretty excited with the news.”

Alex gave Rio a knowing look. “We heard.”

“Unfortunately, Cynthia…” Freya stopped and tilted her head to one side. “You know, with Katie always calling her Cynthia, now it seems really strange to call her Cyn. And I’ve called her Cyn for pretty much my whole life.”

“Things change,” Alex observed.

Freya took his hand in hers. “Yes. Things change.”

He lightly squeezed her hand in agreement.

“Anyway,” she continued, “Cynthia has to work today, so our planned ‘last hurrah sex party’ is going to have to wait until tonight.”

Freya watched Alex’s face cloud over. “Yeah, about that…”

“What?”

Alex took a deep breath and told her all about his dream. Right up until it turned into a nightmare.

“Katie was giving me a blowjob, and then you, Katie, and Cynthia all wanted me to decide who gave the best blowjobs. So, you each took turns, but then… I’m not sure what happened or how it got to…” Alex trailed off trying to remember the details of his dream.

“Well, I know that Ilove to suck your dick and we both know how much Cynthia lusts after cock – even as much in love with Katie as she is – but Katie… And I get that it was a dream, but I’m not sure she would do that even in yourwildest dreams.”

“But then it got even weirder,” Alex told her. “Someone suggested a ‘Fuck Off’ contest.”

“A ‘Fuck Off’ contest?” Freya asked.

“Yeah. All three of you lined up and I took turns having sex with each of you until I came.”

“Oooo!” Freya exclaimed. “That sounds so wonderfully naughty! We should do thattonight!”

Alex just looked at her.

“What?” Freya shrugged. “It’s just a suggestion.”

“So, right before I woke up, you told me that all three of you had somehow gotten pregnant and that I was the father.”

Freya looked at him in astonishment. And then, much to Alex’s chagrin, she burst into peals of laughter. When she was finally able to speak, she apologized and reminded him that it was just a dream. “You definitely have nothing to worry about with that. I mean, if you get me pregnant, then that’s great. That’s what we want. Cynthia has been on birth control pretty much since she hit puberty. You know her mom…”

“Yeah,” Alex replied with a hint of disgust. He had never met Cynthia’s mom, but had heard stories from all three girls.

“And I seriously doubt you’re going to get another crack at Katie.”

“Why not?” Alex replied, a little hurt.

“No. No. It’s not you. She’s just soooototally not into guys. You’re lucky that you got the one shot that you did.”

Alex frowned in dismay.

“Tonight, I’m sure that Cynthia will give you anything that you want,” Freya assured him, being careful to lightly massage his bruised male ego. “I’ll be more than happy to keep Katie busy – and don’t worry, I will make sure that that cute, little girl is in full view for you to lust after.”

That perked Alex up as his cock stirred in his pants at the thought of Freya and Katie enjoying each others’ carnal pleasures while he watched.

“And soon enough, I will be allyours and you will be allmine! And we’ll make a baby!” Freya couldn’t – and didn’t try to – conceal her excitement at starting a family.

And thatthought perked Alex up emotionally. Although Freya had kind of just sprung the decision on him over their little weekend getaway, he was really warming to the idea of becoming a dad. His father was a great role model and Alex was starting to look forward to raising a family like his parents had raised him and his little brother. But then these pleasant thoughts were interrupted – much more pleasantly – when Freya stood up and slowly pulled her T-shirt over her head. Standing in the kitchen, now only in a pair of panties, Freya announced that she was going to take a shower. Without giving Alex a chance to respond – verbally, at least – she turned and walked down the hall.

Alex almost knocked his chair over scrambling after her swaying ass.

He quickly followed her into the bedroom, grabbed her by the shoulders, and spun her around. Freya squealed with laughter as Alex started pawing at her.

“Hold on! Hold on!” Freya implored him. “You need to save your energy for tonight.”

“I have plenty of energy,” Alex assured her and wrapped his hands around her bare waist, pulling her in for a long, deep kiss.

When they both finally came up for air, Freya gently pushed him away and said, “Here. Sit on the bed.”

“Yeah?” Alex asked expectantly as he sat on the very edge of their bed.

Freya took two steps back, lowered her eyelids, gave him a small lopsided smile, and answered, “Yeah,” in barely a whisper.

Alex watched as she carefully pulled the waistband of her sky-blue panties down just enough to show the barest hint of red hair, then she traced a finger back up her tummy, lingering at her belly button for a moment, then continuing up to the underside of her right breast. He watched intently as she dragged a fingernail ever so lightly across her erect nipple.

His head swam as he instantly thought back to the very first time they had sex, Freya had done a crazily sexy striptease for him, and then rode him until they shared a mind-blowing simultaneous orgasm. It was just a few years ago, but seemed like another lifetime. Or rather, the beginning of thisamazing and wonderful lifetime.

Freya brought her finger to her mouth and studiously sucked the tip, then brought her finger back to her nipple, circling the wetness around her tiny, pink areola. She watched in quiet amusement as Alex needed to readjust his pants.

“Enjoying the show?” She asked.

Alex vigorously nodded. “Yes, ma’am.”

Freya put her hands on her hips and pouted. “I’m not old enough to be a ‘ma’am.’”

“Yes, beautiful,” Alex corrected himself.

“That’s better.” She slowly turned and plucked a hairbrush from the dresser beside her, then faced Alex again. She closed her eyes and tilted her head to one side and slowly – sensuously – began to brush her hair.

It had been a while since she had had it cut and it was longer than Alex had ever seen it. And her hair was stunning. “Hot as hell” as the random guy in the convenience store had commented, not knowing that the girl he was admiring – Freya, of course – was there with him. But the description fit. Her hair was a dark reddish brown, that Alex had been told was called auburn. But it would always be “hot as hell red” in his mind.

He watched her meticulously brush her hair and admired her lithe figure. With her arms up, her tits were even more perky than usual. Perfectly shaped and perfectly sized. He watched as the muscles under her breasts flexed causing first one and then the other to bobble ever so slightly. It was a display of hypnotic proportions. And knowing Freya like he did, Alex was sure that every single movement was carefully choreographed for his pleasure.

Freya was nothing if not a studious planner. Especially in matters pertaining to anything sexual. He had learned that quite early in their courtship.

She heard him repositioning himself on the bed, then the very faint but distinct sound of his pants zipper. Freya smiled, but continued brushing her hair with her eyes closed. Shifting her weight a little, she started brushing the other side, cocking her hips a bit in a way that she hoped looked jaunty. And sexy.

“If I open my eyes, will I see you being a naughty boy?” She asked.

“Maybe,” came the coy reply.

“You need to save that for tonight, you know.”

“Um-hmm,” Alex answered distractedly.

Freya opened her eyes and looked at him looking intently at her. And slowly stroking his cock.

“Oh!” She exclaimed. “You arebeing naughty!” Freya put the brush back down and took a step towards Alex. He stopped mid-pump and held his breath as she slowly slid two fingers into the top of her panties and languidly slid them down her long legs stopping just above her ankles. Bent over, she looked up at him, her dangling tits now in full view, and gave him a sly wink.

Alex sat dumbfounded with his pulsing dick, leaking precum, forgotten in his hand as she stood back up, gracefully stepped out of her panties, and then dropped to her knees right in front of him. She pushed her hair behind her ears and carefully smoothed the slight waves falling down her chest, being sure to leave her breasts fully exposed. He just stared at them. The creamy white flesh that only a true redhead possessed. The small, hard nipples perched upon them. The defined curvature now framed with the mysteriously dark red coloring of her hair.

Freya was beautiful – there was no doubt about that – but her true talents were knowing exactlyhow to work what she had for maximum sexual impact.

She glanced at his hand on his lap still wrapped around his erection. “Are you going to just hold that thing all day or can I play with it?”

Alex eagerly let go of his dick. Freya lowered her body down and crawled towards him on her hands and knees. Alex couldn’t really spread his legs much because his pants were still up, but there was just enough room for her to reach out with her tongue and lap at his barely exposed balls.

Alex groaned at the feeling.

Then she slowly – agonizingly slowly – ran her tongue up the underside of his cock stopping just before she reached the head. She licked her lips and then gave the tip of his dick a sloppy wet kiss. Alex could feel her saliva mixed with his precum drooling down the side of his cock. He closed his eyes ready for what would come next.

Freya placed her hands on his knees to give herself some leverage and stood up. “Like I said, I’m jumping in the shower and you, mister, need to save thatthing for tonight.”

Alex’s eyes shot open.

“I know that Cynthia is going to be sad that I’ll be keeping you all to myself for a while, so we have to make sure that she has a night to remember.”

Alex’s mouth gaped open but nothing came out.

“Get dressed. You said that you wanted to stop by the hardware store to check on everything, then you were going to swing by your parents’ house to thank them again for the amazing weekend away.” Freya walked to the bedroom door and Alex, much to his dismay, watched his naked wife go. At the doorway, she turned. “Are you going to tell them?”

Alex closed his mouth, his poor cock wilting in his lap.

“Alex?”

“Umm…”

“You know what? Maybe don’t tell them, yet. We’d never hear the end of it. ‘Are you pregnant, yet?’ ‘Do you have any names picked out?’ All of that.” Freya shrugged and Alex watched her tits bounce ever so slightly and oh so sexily. “Yeah. Maybe it’s better not to say anything, yet.” Then she turned and disappeared down the hallway.

Alex sat there for a couple of minutes before he finally pulled his pants back up. As much as he wanted to join her in the shower, he knew that there would be no point in pushing the matter. Freya could be quite stubborn. While she showered, he grabbed some breakfast, then washed up and headed into work.

Chapter 2 - “Alex and Cynthia Take a Shower”

“So, hang on.” Cynthia looked at Freya in utter disbelief and in abject admiration. “You did a striptease? You flaunted your tits at him? You licked his dick? And then you told him to shove it back into his pants and wait for tonight?”

Proudly, Freya smiled. “Yup. I primed the pump and tonight it’s all yours.”

“Well, I’m honored.”

“But after that, I’m taking him back. So, enjoy the last cock that you’ll be having for a while.”

Freya could see the lust in Cynthia’s eyes. “Oh, I will.”

“She definitely will,” Katie agreed. She had been helping Freya with dinner. She washed her hands, then gave her girlfriend a kiss. “How was work, hun?”

“Ugh!” Cynthia scoffed. “Betty is such a pain in the cunt.”

Katie hugged her. “Oh. I’m sorry that you have to deal with her.”

“It’s okay. The hardest part is biting my tongue. I always have so many great insults to throw at her.” Cynthia clenched her fists. “Argh! She’s just such a pain!”

“Why don’t you go upstairs, take a shower, and change? You’ll feel better.”

“Hey, Frey, can I grab a root beer?” Cynthia asked.

“Of course. In the fridge,” Freya told her.

Now it was Katie’s turn to bite her tongue. She and Cynthia had been working out and trying to eat healthier, and Cynthia had actually lost enough weight that it had started to be noticeable. But Katie knew that she really had to pick her battles with Cynthia and right now, a can of soda wasn’t a battle that Katie felt was worth fighting. Kate thought, ‘For everything that she does for me, she deserves a night of complete debauchery – food included.’ They could always eat healthier tomorrow.

Tonight was a night for some fun.

Cynthia sat down at the kitchen table while Freya and Katie resumed the dinner preparations. “So, you teased your poor husband, then sent him off to work with a raging boner in his pants?” Cynthia mused. “Freya, you are downright evil.”

Freya turned from the sink and smiled. “Oh, he just loves ‘Evil Freya!’”

“He loves you!” Cynthia corrected her. “‘Evil Freya,’ ‘Sweet Freya,’ ‘Homemaker Freya’ – he loves every Freya.”

Freya’s smile widened. “He really does. I’m so lucky.”

“Lucky?” Cynthia cried. “You’re the luckiest girl I know. You have an adoring husband, live in a house with your two best – and hottest – friends, and get to have sex with any one of us at your whim.” She took a gulp of root beer and let out a loud belch.

Katie glared at her. “Cynthia!”

“Sorry.”

“No you’re not,” Katie mumbled.

Cynthia shrugged, then continued, “Freya, you hit the fuckin’ jackpot.”

“We kind of all did,” Katie pointed out.

Cynthia nodded in agreement. “We did. We definitely did. The four of us live a truly charmed life. Still nodding but now with a frown, she added, “Betty the Bitch notwithstanding.”

The girls finished up at the counter, and Freya put the mac and cheese in the oven while Katie put the salad in the refrigerator. They both sat at the table with Cynthia.

“You know what we should do?” Cynthia asked. “We should dress up Katie to cock-tease Alex all through dinner.”

“Oh! I love it!” Freya replied.

Cynthia put the empty can on the table and told Katie, “Come on, let’s go upstairs, raid your ‘Dresser Drawer of Slutty Clothes,’and get you all dressed up for dinner.”

“And what about you?” Katie asked, picking up the can and placing it in the can return box. “Aren’t you going to dress up?”

Cynthia stood, putting herself on full display. “I’m sexy enough as-is. In fact, probably too sexy. I should put on a pair of sweatpants and a winter parka, just to cover up all of this sexiness.”

Katie took Cynthia’s hand. “All righty, Miss Fat Ass, let’s go upstairs so you can dress up your favorite little dolly.”

“Potty mouth,” Cynthia admonished Katie’s choice of words. “With all of the healthy swill that you keep feeding me and then making me join you at the gym all the time, I would now like to be referred to as ‘Miss Slightly LessFat Ass,’ please,” Cynthia corrected her.

Freya laughed. The three girls had always amused each other, but ever since Katie came out as a lesbian – and finally confessed her love to Cynthia – she had really come out of her shell and as their relationship blossomed, the two of them had become quite the comedy team. “Dress her up in that schoolgirl outfit. Alex lovesthat look.”

“If only you were Japanese,” Cynthia mused.

“Sorry,” Katie answered, pulling Cynthia to the door. “You’ll have to take that up with my parents.”

“Damn them for not being Asian!” Then to Freya, Cynthia said, “We’ll be right back. And, you know, it wouldn’t hurt for you to put on a little makeup. You know, if you’re going to be preoccupying my girlfriend while your husband fucks me, you may as well put in a little effort. Katie deserves that much, at least.”

“ Girlfriend?” Katie pouted. “When are you going to make an honest woman out of me?”

“You won’t let this shit go, huh?” Cynthia answered, opening the door. “Get the hell upstairs, wench.”

Freya laughed again as the door shut behind them. She looked down at Rio staring up at her. “Your aunties are insane.” Rio barked his assent. “Come on, let’s go out. Then I guess I’ll throw a little makeup on.”

By the time Freya had done her modest makeup, and changed into a prettier outfit – jeans that really showed off her ass, cowboy boots that also helped in that regard, and a thin blouse with no bra, of course – she knew that Katie loved boobs – Freya could hear the two girls back downstairs in Freya’s kitchen.

“Freya,” Cynthia called out, “Come here and see this hot babe.”

Freya walked into the kitchen and stopped dead in her tracks. “Wow,” was all she could say.

“Right?” Cynthia asked. “Alex will barely be able to control himself. And when he can’t control himself anymore, then he’s going to be all mine!” She was practically salivating at the thought.

Freya was practically salivating, herself. Staring at Katie, all dolled up in heels, stockings with garters, wearing her old pleated school uniform skirt, a sleeveless button-up blouse knotted just above her tiny belly button, her nipple piercings barely visible through the thin material, and her dark hair in pigtails, Freya told Cynthia, “You can have him tonight. I will be more than fine with Katie.”

Katie smiled back at Freya.

“Just don’t break him,” Freya warned Cynthia.

“Well, I can’t promise that.” Then Cynthia asked, “Hey, so you’re cool with whatever? I mean, we can do anything, right?”

“Yup,” Freya answered. “I trust you.”

“Just checking.” Then, almost ominously, Cynthia added, “I have plans for that man of yours.”

“I’m sure he’ll be up for anything,” Freya said. “He knows what he’s gotten himself into. I mean, he’s a guy who suddenly found himself in the middle of three women that are more than happy to share him, so…”

Katie inserted, “And share each other.”

“Jeez. Keep your skirt on, super dyke,” Cynthia shot at her. “Anyway, just because Alex is going to be off-limits for a while, doesn’t mean that Freya is. We’ll still have her as our own personal playground.”

“That is true,” Katie agreed. Cynthia watched as her young lover slowly walked over to Freya and gently took her hand. Freya slid an arm around Katie’s waist and pulled her closer. Their lips touched and they both felt the electricity between them. Freya’s tongue slipped between Katie’s lips and curled upwards, running across her front teeth and the tender inside of her upper lip. Katie moaned as she felt her pussy tingle.

Letting go of Freya’s hand, Katie ran her fingers up the nape of Freya’s neck and deep into her thick hair, pushing her mouth harder against her own. She felt Freya’s arm leave her waist and move downwards. Freya reached under Katie’s skirt and her fingers traced the outline of her lace panties hugging the taut skin of her ass.

Katie moaned again and pressed herself against her best friend. Freya could feel the muscles of her buttock tighten as Katie did. She spread her fingers, almost able to cover Katie’s entire tiny ass cheek, and squeezed.

They never heard the front door open or close.

“Are you all starting without me?” Alex asked.

Freya, slowly – and regrettably – released Katie. As she stepped aside, revealing Katie in all of her timid schoolgirl finery, she heard a low, shaky groan from her husband.

Katie smiled at Alex, but thinking to herself that another special moment was ruined by a man. Even if it was the very sweet Alex.

Cynthia broke the momentary silence. “Welcome home, honey!”

Alex blinked, unable to take his eyes off of Katie.

Freya strode over to him, gave him a kiss on the cheek, and told him, “Katie’s mine tonight. This one’s for you.” She grasped his chin and turned his head towards Cynthia.

Still in her rather dowdy work clothes – not that she ever really dressed up anyway – Cynthia raised one hand in a perfunctory wave. “Hey, there.” Then in a move that really shocked no one, she pulled her shirt and bra up, freeing her monstrous tits, and said, “She may be pretty sexy, but she doesn’t have anything even close to these things.”

“Will you put those away?” Katie moaned. “We haven’t even had dinner.”

Cynthia looked at her as she lowered her shirt. “You don’t like being upstaged, huh?”

“Can we skip dinner?” Alex asked, now unable to take his eyes off of Cynthia as she struggled to push her enormous tits back into their brassiere confinement.

Katie’s heels clicked on the tile floor as she strode over to Alex. “I think you’re going to need at least somethingto eat before tonight,” Katie told him, then carefully raised the front of her skirt up just enough to show Alex how wet she already was.

She turned to Cynthia. “You can’t upstage me.”

“Ladies! Ladies! I use that term veryloosely – do you want my poor husband to have a stroke?” Freya chastised them. “You,” pointing at Cynthia, “Cram those things back into their holsters. I don’t want to see those hooters again until after dinner. Katie, cover up your girly bits. Alex, you wash up. Dinner will be ready in about twenty minutes.”

“Don’t take a shower, yet, stud,” Cynthia said to Alex. “I have plans for us involving washing up.”

Excited and curious, Freya and Katie looked at each other. “Can we watch?” Freya asked.

“No,” Cynthia answered firmly. “That’s going to be private time for Alex and me.”

“Oh! Then you definitely have to let us watch!” Freya whined.

Cynthia frowned. “Katie, darling, you’ll keep our super horny friend occupied while I have my perverted way with Alex, right?”

Katie’s eyes lit up and her smile couldn’t have gotten any wider. “Absolutely.”

“You can watch us if Ican watch that.” Alex enthused.

“Okay. Hang on.” Cynthia held up her hands. “We’re gonna have a nice dinner. Then Katie and Freya can do the dishes or whatever the fuck they want to do. But after dinner, Alex is all mine. In the shower. Just us. All wet and slippery.”

Alex stared at her wide-eyed, his imagination running wild at the ‘wet and slippery’ phrase that she had added.

“Oh, yes,” she told him, noticing the look on his face. “If this is the last time I can have me some cock for a while, I am going to make it count. It’s going to get wild. We aren’t stopping until you’re begging me for mercy.”

The kitchen was absolutely silent, everyone just staring at Cynthia. Even Rio stood frozen in place at Alex’s feet looking up at his auntie.

“Now, let’s enjoy dinner,” Cynthia declared.

And enjoy they did! In the comfortable, unselfconscious way that only three life-long friends – and a newer fourth addition to the lifelong friends – that have begun sharing everythingin their lives could.

After dinner, Cynthia leaned back, stretched her arms, patted her stomach, and announced, “Okay. Katie-bear, would you handle the clean-up? Alex and I have a date.”

“Of course, your majesty,” Katie dutifully replied.

Standing up and beginning to gather the plates, Freya said, “I’ll help.”

“Big Al,” Cynthia said, standing up and reaching for Alex’s hand, “Let’s wash up before bed.” Alex looked at Freya who smiled and nodded, so he followed Cynthia down the hall to the bedroom.

“Poor Alex,” Katie commented as she watched them walk through the doorway. “Cynthia is going to absolutely pummel him.” Then she was suddenly spun around and found herself tightly wrapped in Freya’s arms resuming the deep kiss that had been interrupted by Alex before dinner.

“Mmmm,” she purred in her chest as Freya held and caressed her, slowly walking her backwards until Katie’s ass was pressed hard against a kitchen cabinet. She felt one of Freya’s slender fingers reach under her blouse and tease the nipple ring on her left tit. Although Katie’s heart had always belonged, and would forever belong, to Cynthia, it was exciting and fun to explore her very strong feelings towards Freya.

How could it not be exciting and fun? That’s exactly what Freya had always been: exciting and fun. Growing up, Katie’s entire shy existence had been centered around the brassy but strong and fiercely protective personality of Cynthia and the exciting and fun – and wild and sexy – Freya.

And now her two best friends had become her lovers. Something that Katie never could have imagined in her craziest fantasies.

“You really do look super sexy,” Freya whispered into Katie’s ear.

Katie shuddered at Freya’s warm breath tickling her ear and whispered back, “I dressed this way for you.”

“I figured as much. You don’t care about Alex.”

“No,” Katie replied, “I do. Very much –”

Freya teasingly scolded her. “You know what I mean… Katherine Elizabeth.”

Hearing Freya use her full name sent a new ripple of tingles up and down Katie’s spine. She was almost always “Katie.” Sometimes “Katherine.” But never “Katherine Elizabeth.” When Freya whispered her name, It made her feel very special, which, of course, she always had been to both Freya and Cynthia. And in light of events over the past few years, they had all become very special to each other in a much deeper sense.

More than friends.

Closer than sisters.

“I know that you care very much about Alex. Just not in one specificway.” Freya reached a hand between them and roughly stroked Katie’s damp crotch. Just then, and very rudely, Rio barked and spun around in a circle.

“Are you kidding me, Rio?” Freya asked, still holding Katie with one arm around her back and one between her legs. “We’re two consenting adults. We definitely do notneed a chaperone.”

Rio barked again and ran to the door. When he saw that he hadn’t been followed, he ran back to the girls and barked a third time.

Freya sighed, reluctantly pulling her hand from Katie’s thighs. “Fine. Let’s go out. But then it’s bedtime for you, killer.”

“I’ll go out with you,” Katie said. “I think we have plenty of time before we’re needed in bed.”

Freya laughed. “I don’t think we’ll be neededat all.”

In the bedroom, Cynthia had already torn Alex’s clothes off and torn her own off, throwing them all into a pile on the floor. “Where do you guys keep lube?”

“We need lube for the shower?” Alex asked.

“Oh, yeah. We’ll need lube for what I have planned,” Cynthia told him.

Not sure what to think, Alex said, “Okay. I’ll grab it.”

“Ya got a condom, too?”

“I think so.”

Cynthia lustfully watched his muscled ass flex as he walked to the nightstand by the bed, then watched even more lustfully as his cock bounced happily back towards her. She took the bottle of lube and the foil condom packet from him and practically dragged him across the hallway to the bathroom.

Ever the gentleman, Alex held her hand as she stepped over the side of the tub and under the running water of the shower, then eagerly stepped in behind her. As she turned to face him, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close. Cynthia maneuvered her legs to straddle his cock, trapping it in the wet vice of her thick thighs and her already dripping pussy, and pushed her massive tits against him.

“Are you ready, handsome?” Cynthia asked. She got her answer when Alex reached around her, grabbed two handfuls of her ass, and started sliding his dick in and out of the, now slippery, triangle of flesh. “Hold on. Not so fast. You gotta pace yourself if you’re going to handle all of thisall night.” She squirmed her soft body against him.

He stopped and held her close. He was enjoying how warm and plush her body felt in his arms. Cynthia was all perfectly smooth curves and sweetly comforting softness pressed against him.

In a tentative voice that was very much unlike her, Cynthia asked, “Will you kiss me or would that be… too… weird?”

Alex kissed her and Cynthia felt all of the passion, the tenderness, and the caring that he had for her in his lips. Cynthia knew how much he loved Freya – and how much she loved Katie – but it was nice to know that a man cared for her. That a man truly cared for her for the first and only time in her life. “Thank you,” she whispered.

Still holding her tightly, Alex smiled.

“Freya is a very lucky girl,” Cynthia whispered into his ear while casually fondling his cock and balls under the running water.

Alex looked at her and thought that he saw her eyes welling up, but it may have just been water from the shower.

Regaining her composure, Cynthia smiled, cocked one eyebrow, and asked him, “So, you wanna fuck me in the ass?”

The surge of his dick against her pussy lips gave her his answer clearer than words ever could have.

“Okay!” Cynthia said, pushing him back. “Let me just wash up real quick and we’ll get to it!”

“Please, allow me,” Alex told her. Picking up the soap, he began to lather his hands.

As he began to gently rub her hips, working back towards her ass, Cynthia smiled and commented, “I’d say that I might be too much woman for you, but I think I’m just enoughwoman for you.” Crouched in front of her, holding her ass cheeks, Alex kissed her left nipple, sending a shudder down her body.

Using his slick hands against her skin, Alex urged her to turn around. Cynthia placed her hands on the tile wall, leaned forward into the shower spray, and arched her back pushing her ass out towards him. Alex washed her lower back then moved down to the cleft of her ass. Cynthia felt his strong hands on her – so unlike Katie’s tiny hands – and shuddered again when she felt his fingers brush against her asshole.

“Ohhh,” she murmured into the water falling from her downturned face. She could feel his fingers circling her asshole and gently pushing against it, testing it. This wasn’t Cynthia’s first anal rodeo, and she knew that no ‘testing’ was necessary, but she doubted that Alex was aware of this, so she let him explore. And she knew that men liked to feel in control, especially when they weren’t, so she just spread her legs a little more and enjoyed his somewhat inexperienced fumbling.

“Does the shower head come off?” She asked him, innocently. The hose was right in front of her face, so she knew that it did.

Alex reached above her, inadvertently pressing his dick against the crack of her ass, and pulled the shower head down. With one hand, Cynthia reached back and held him against her, savoring the feeling of what was to come – his huge cock inside her. After a few moments, she let him go, but noticed that he remained where he was for a few moments longer. Cynthia smiled to herself wondering, despite his obvious taste in thinner women – his wife, Freya, and his not-so-secret-anymore crush, Katie, both fit the bill in that regard – if perhaps he was a bit of a closeted chubby chaser.

“Rinse me off and you can slide that bad boy in there,” she told him.

Alex began spraying the lather from Cynthia’s back and ass, marveling at her smooth, bronze-toned skin which contrasted beautifully with her golden hair. Although she wasn’t as stunning as Freya or as adorable as Katie, Cynthia had a certain attitude that Alex had always found quite attractive. After he had gotten over the shock of his wife asking him to become a part of their foursome, he had been more than eager to indulge in any of Cynthia’s charms.

He ran his hand between the round cheeks of her ass again, running his thumb against her hole and when she moaned again, he pushed against it a bit. Using the warm spray of water to loosen her up a little, he wriggled his thumb into her up to the first knuckle. Alex could feel her muscle gripping him, urging him further.

“Let me grab the –” Trying not to dislodge her little friend that was now inside her, Cynthia tried to reach the lube, but only succeeded in knocking a bottle of shampoo and a bottle of conditioner off the ledge. They clattered to the floor of the shower. “Whoops,” Cynthia said, having been unable to catch them in time.

“I’ll get it,” Alex told her, grabbing the small bottle that Cynthia had been unable to reach.

“You guys okay in there?” Freya asked through the bathroom door.

“Yeah. We’re fine,” Cynthia hollered back. “I knocked over some shampoo because your husband has his thumb up my ass.”

There was a pause, then Freya replied with a giggle in her voice, “Okay. I’m not even going to ask.” Then she added, “You kids have fun in there.”

“We are,” Cynthia answered. She turned the shower off. “We don’t need that right now,” she said to no one in particular. Then to Alex, she said, “You got the lube. Now, get to work, buddy. I want to feel you cumming deep inside me, pronto.”

Not one to question anything that promised to end with him involved in having sex, Alex squirted a little lube around his thumb and began working it in small circles inside Cynthia’s ass.

She pushed her backside out a little more. “Oh. That feels good,” she encouragingly told him.

Alex now had his thumb fully inserted into her rear end. Cynthia tried spreading her legs a little more, but the shower was only so wide. “Ahh, fuck this,” she grunted and slid the shower door open. Alex could feel her ass clench around his thumb when she did. Cynthia raised her left leg up and put it on the metal track for the glass door running along the top of the tub’s side. “Much better,” she sighed, and Alex could feel her asshole relax again.

With her leg up and out of the way, she leaned down even more. “Oh, yeah. That is so much better.”

Little did she know how much better it was about to get as Alex reached his fingers under her and started to play with her pussy.

“Mmm-hmmmm,” she hummed in appreciation.

With his thumb in her ass, his fingers could only reach so far, but it was far enough. He could feel the soft petals of her pussy opening up for him as he continued fingering her cunt and thumbing her asshole.

Then he felt her fingers meet his as she started to furiously rub her clit.

In between haggard breaths, she huffed, “Alex, fuck me with your thumb.” He started to pull his thumb out and gently press it back in and she practically shouted, “Fuck me with your thumb!”

Alex made a fist with his fingers and started pounding her ass.

“Yes! Yes! Ohhhhh!” As Cynthia’s howl reached a crescendo, Alex could feel her tighten around his thumb that was deep inside her ass. There were a series of soft grunts synchronized with clenching and releasing and then a low moan and his thumb felt her totally relax.

“Oh, Alex,” she groaned. Cynthia took a deep and shuddering breath, then told him to grab the lube. “Do you think your cock will fit in there?” She knew full well that it would. Judging by the size of it, it may take a little work, but when Cynthia wanted something, she could be doggedly determined.

“I don’t know,” Alex answered, not exactly sure what answer she wanted from him. “I don’t know,” he repeated. “It’s a lot bigger than my thumb.”

“Well, I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised,” Cynthia told him. “Just use a lot of lube and go slow. And grab the condom. It’ll make things easier. And cleaner for when we fuck later.”

Alex still had no idea what he was in for, but things were beginning to get a little clearer.

He gently pulled his thumb from Cynthia and stepped out of the shower. She heard the water in the sink running while he washed his hands. Then she heard him fumbling with the condom. She stood up to stretch her back. “Do you need a hand with that?”

“No. I’m good,” he answered, stepping back into the shower with his cock fully sheathed.

“Hand me that towel,” Cynthia said, pointing to a small, beige towel on a rack by the shower.

Alex gave her the towel and she folded it, placed it on the metal rails for the sliding glass doors, and plopped a foot onto it. “There. That’s good.” Then she added, “You know what? Grab a bath towel and lay it on the bottom of the tub. It may get slippery in here.”

After Alex laid a towel down on the wet floor of the shower, Cynthia repositioned it a little bit with her other foot, then leaned forward and slightly bent down, pushing her ass up and backwards towards Alex, and told him, “All right. Let’s have some fun.”

Lubing up his condom-covered cock, Alex positioned it pointing directly at Cynthia’s dusky puckered asshole. Pressing lightly against her, he dribbled a little more lube directly on the juncture of cock and hole.

“Ready?” He asked.

“Ready,” came the enthusiastic reply.

Alex pushed against her.

“Make sure you use plenty of lube,” Cynthia advised him.

Looking down at her shiny asshole, Alex figured that maybe a little more wouldn’t hurt. He let a couple more drops fall while he gently pushed and watched as the tip of his dick started to spread her hole open. Carefully keeping himself straight and on target, he dripped a couple more drops and pushed a little bit further.

His deep concentration was interrupted when Cynthia asked him, “Hey, Al?”

He stopped and answered, “Yeah?”

“Could you do me a little favor?”

Thinking that it was a somewhat odd time to ask for a favor, he simply answered, “Yeah, Sure.”

“Squirt a whole bunch of that stuff on me and you, then could you please hold my hips for a second?”

“Okay…” Alex squeezed a good bit of lube down her wide open ass crack and then on himself.

“Put the bottle down and grab my hips, okay?”

Alex did as she asked.

“Grab me nice and tight.”

Alex did.

With an almost animalistic bellow, Cynthia pushed backwards against Alex and after a mere split second hesitation, his cock shot straight into her.

“Hold me! Hold me!” She gasped.

Unsure of whether he was holding herup or if he was holding himselfup – or a lot of both – he held onto her wide hips as best as he could. If not for Cynthia’s foresight with the towel on the floor, they would have surely slipped and probably been badly hurt. Over the next few weeks, Alex would spend quite a lot of time imagining exactly what Cynthia and Katie did in the privacy of their home that warranted so much knowledge of safety precautions. But right now, he had his hands full of – and his dick deep inside of – a sexy, curvy woman.

“You okay back there?” Cynthia gasped.

Alex took a deep breath. “Yes. Uh-huh.” He couldn’t believe how she felt. Every fraction of his cock felt like it was cradled in a warm, soft cloud balanced by an unbelievably erotic, tight grip on the very base of his dick.

“Okay. Just stay right there for a minute.”

Alex could have stayed there all night.

While Cynthia caught her breath, Alex placed a hand on her lower back and felt her sphincter tighten at his touch, then felt it loosen a little as he started to caress her. “That feels so good,” she sighed.

And then she felt something in her chest.

‘Oh, shit!’ she thought, alarmed. ‘No! No! No! Please, no!’ But it was too late.

She tried to be as lady-like as possible, but she was no match for the bare and unforgiving walls of the shower.

“Buurp.”

“Oh! I’m so sorry!” Cynthia apologized. “Bent over like this… Dinner… I think I ate a little too much…”

“It’s fine,” Alex assured her.

Cynthia was mortified.

And then she felt one of Alex’s hands sneak around her waist and begin to rub her belly which had been made horrifyingly more pronounced by her arched back and crouched position.

“I shouldn’t have eaten so much,” Cynthia began again. “Katie’s been trying to help me lose weight –”

“It looks great on you, Cynthia. You’re a beautiful woman.”

She almost swooned at the unexpected compliment and had to grab the faucet for support.

Alex reached for the bottle of lube and squirted himself a handful, then began methodically rubbing Cynthia’s belly and giant, hanging tits. She closed her eyes and focused on steady breathing for fear of fainting.

“You said that Freya was a very lucky girl?” Alex whispered to her. “Katie is also a very lucky girl.”

At that second compliment, Cynthia let out a slow moan and Alex felt her asshole relax further. Holding onto her lubed up waist as best as he could, his fingers gently but firmly pressing into her lush flesh, Alex began to slowly fuck her in the ass.

He pulled out until the head of his cock was just about to leave the wonderful comfort of her bowels, then he slowly pushed himself back in.

She moaned.

He slowly pulled almost all the way back out again, then slid himself back into her.

Tenderly pushing against her hips with his hands, Alex came back out and with increasing ease, slipped himself back in.

Gliding in and out of her ass, he found a leisurely but intensely passionate rhythm, and by her quiet grunts and moans, knew that she was feeling the same.

Alex reached a hand under her and held her small pot belly as he fucked her and she moaned louder. As a woman who enjoyed eating as much as Cynthia did, clearly, this was a body part that held a lot of erogenous energy for her.

Surprisingly, Alex actually found it quite sexy.

He wished that he could reach far enough forward to caress her round tits too, but unfortunately, from his upright position behind her, he was unable to. But there would be plenty of time for that later. Right now, he focused on just holding her, slipping his hands across her lube-covered tummy, and sliding his cock in and out of her heavenly feeling asshole.

In and out.

In and out.

Alex noticed that Cynthia was subtly pushing and pulling her body in time with his thrusts, obviously enjoying the sensations of his dick invading her.

He had no idea how much she was enjoying the feelings until he reached two fingers past her deep belly button and pressed against the top of her pussy.

“Ooohhhh!” she moaned. He felt her freeze and clench around his cock. Alex pushed the last half of himself into her just as his fingers found her fat clitoris and her clenching became a death grip as she screamed in ecstasy.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck… Unghhh!”

Alex felt her pussy pulse in his hand and her ass palpitate around his cock.

“Uh, uh, uhhhh… Uhhhhh!”

Between hearing her cries of passion echoing off the hard walls, grasping her plump pussy in his fingers, and the almost ethereal feel of her body experiencing such a delirious reaction to his ministrations, Alex couldn’t control himself any longer.

Nor did he want to.

As he emptied himself into her, his mind went almost blank with the intensity of it all.

Almost blank.

In the far back reaches of his mind, he wished that his cum hadn’t been contained by the condom. That he could have been pouring his seed directly into Cynthia. That she could be a willing receptacle for what he had to give. It would be a few days before he fully realized these thoughts, though, but then he would spend many months wondering exactly why he had these thoughts and feelings towards her.

But for now, after having been teased by both Freya andKatie, he was more than satisfied with finally having a long-awaited orgasm.

“Oh, Alex,” Cynthia moaned. “That was amazing.”

Slowly, Alex pulled himself out of Cynthia.

Cynthia mewled at the empty feeling she now had inside, but knew that there would be more to come. As she pushed herself upwards and stretched her back, thinking about how Alex had played with her full belly, she timidly asked, “Did you like that?”

Alex turned her around and kissed her hard on the lips. Cynthia melted against his mouth. Feeling a bit more confident, she kissed him back with the unbridled fervor of a true lover.

After their bri