This is the 13th (and final!) story in the
Freya's Sexual Adventures
series following the lives and loves of Freya, Alex, Cyn, and Katie. It can certainly be read as a stand-alone story, but if you want to read the entire series in order, it starts with
The First Blowjob
Either way, I hope that you enjoy reading my work!
Love, Frey
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Alex rolled over in bed and through blurry eyes saw Freya sitting up next to him.
"Did you have a dream last night about Katie?" Freya demanded.
Still foggy from sleep, Alex just stared at her with his mouth open.
"Last night you were saying her name in your sleep."
"Who?" Alex slurred trying desperately to understand what was happening.
"Katie." Freya said. "Katie McMillan. My best friend."
She looked down at him. "Did you have a dream about Katie?"
Alex blinked. "I don't know..."
"You were talking about her in your sleep last night." Freya started to cry. "You've said her name before in your sleep, you know." She started to get out of bed.
Alex sat up. "Wait --"
"No! You wait!" Freya was furious. "Are you attracted to her? Are you attracted to my best friend?"
Her face scrunched up. "Do you want to..." Freya started sobbing.
Alex reached for her but she pushed him away.
"Do you want to fuck her?" She yelled at him.
"I love you, Freya." He told her. "I don't want anyone else."
Again, he reached for her and this time she allowed him to hold her as tears poured down her face.
Not knowing what to say or do, Alex just held her. He thought of all those times that he had lusted after Katie. After his fiancée's best friend. He thought of all those times that he had jerked off to images of Katie in his mind. Just recently, he had been fantasizing about Katie while cumming in his fiancée's mouth! Despite his horror at Freya's possible discovery and his own shame and self-loathing, he started to get an erection.
'What is wrong with me?' he asked himself. 'I'm marrying this woman.'
Panicking, he tried to think of anything other than Katie. Anything other than her tight, young body. Her petite ass. The nipple ring that he could always see outlined against her shirt.
That damn nipple ring.
That damn day at the beach.
None of this helped Alex's erection. It only made things worse.
"I'm sorry," Freya mumbled. "I don't know what's wrong with me."
"Nothing's wrong with you, honey," Alex assured her.
Freya shrugged in his arms. "The stress of the wedding. School. I think I'm getting my period... Everything." She wiped her tears. "I don't know..." Freya thought back to her own many dreams -- both sleeping and waking. "I can't blame you for your dreams."
Alex just held her.
"Katie
is
cute, though." Freya admitted.
Alex closed his eyes trying to keep his thoughts on the present situation. "She doesn't hold a candle to you."
Freya kissed his chest and he hugged her tighter.
She lifted her head up and gave him a quick peck on his cheek, then slowly slid a hand down under the sheets finding his semi erect dick. "Oh! For me?"
Alex's cock pulsed as she touched it. "Uh-huh." And it
was
for her. Even though he may have gotten erect thinking about Katie and her sexy body, his cock was always for Freya. Ever since that day she walked into his life looking for pink wall paint, everything he had was for her. So, that certainly wasn't a lie.
He would never lie to her.
Freya wiped her eyes with her other hand and peeled the sheets back. She looked at his now raging erection.
She smiled and bent down to take it into her mouth like she had done so many times before. Sucking Alex's dick had almost become mechanical for her. But it was also soothing for her. A great source of comfort. Sure, there was love there -- she honestly loved him more than anything -- but sex had become more than that to Freya.
Or less.
It had become about her own fulfillment. And not emotional fulfillment as much as purely physical.
A deep craving.
Feeding "The Need" inside of her.
What had started out as an expression of love so many months before, had become different. She was starting to see that and was becoming worried about their future. She had been able to control herself, but would she always be able to? Her own dreams were getting more and more frequent and pervasive.
And real.
She didn't want to ever do anything to hurt him.
She
did
love him, but was her love -- his love -- their love -- always going to be enough?
Freya pushed these thoughts aside fairly easily as she pushed her head down to engulf his cock. She had become quite good at ignoring these concerns.
Alex was a little concerned about his fantasies, but also so worked up, that in that moment, he gave in and just let his mind imagine that it was Katie sucking him. Again. He ran his fingers through Freya's hair and imagined what Katie's straight and silky hair would feel like against his skin. Freya's nipples dragging against his thigh easily became the tiny pebbles of Katie's breasts. He imagined her nipple piercing scraping against his leg as she sucked his cock. He reached down and cupped one of Freya's ass cheeks and squeezed. Taut but yielding. Under his hand, he felt the hardness of Katie's perfectly round ass and with a moan, came into his fiancée's mouth thinking about her best friend.
For the second time.
As always, Freya swallowed it all down and then slowly pulled her mouth up his shaft coaxing every last bit of sperm out of him and into her. She sat up and kissed him. As their tongues played with each other, he could taste himself on her. He wondered what Katie would taste like. Both her mouth and her pussy.
When Freya finally pulled away from Alex, she was pleased to see his cock still fully engorged and waving slightly in the cool morning air. She got out of bed and pulled her panties off. She carefully climbed on top of Alex straddling his hips. Hovering over him.
She gave her pussy a quick couple of rubs to lube herself up and then spread her lips around his cockhead and let her body settle onto his lap enjoying the feel of him sliding into her. Nestled in his lap and on his cock, she leaned forward and they resumed kissing.
After the last few weeks of tension between them -- outside tensions with the wedding and house hunting as well as their individual inner sexual turmoil -- they both enjoyed the feeling of just being together. His cock in her, their arms around each other, and their mouths locked together in the comfortable, easygoing love that they really needed right then.
Freya straightened up and looked deep into Alex's eyes making sure that she had his undivided attention. Of course, she did. Sitting very still, impaled on his cock, she slowly looked down at her nightshirt. The old, tattered flannel that she had "borrowed" from Alex one evening when they had first started dating. Before they had engaged in any sexual activities. She just wanted to sleep with the comfort of his scent.
And now, with her head still bowed, she looked back into Alex's eyes and gave him a tiny smile.
As she reached for the third button down -- the first one that was actually buttoned -- she clenched her pussy around him and was rewarded with a quick gasp from her soon-to-be husband. Holding him tightly, she pulled the button free and let the shirt fall open revealing the smooth, pale skin between her breasts.
She released her grip on his cock and gently rocked her hips forward and backwards once, then began to tug on the next button pulling it free. Alex could see the swell of her tits and reached a hand out to one. Freya simply shook her head and his hand returned to rest on her upper thigh. He knew this game.
The fingers of one hand pulled the material aside revealing an erect nipple. Freya reached a hand towards him and delicately put an index finger into his mouth. He sucked on it for a moment and then she pulled it free. Alex watched as she lightly painted her nipple with his saliva. Freya closed her eyes and ran her finger in tiny circles around the hard, pink nub of flesh.
As her nipple dried, she slipped her finger back into his mouth, but when she pulled it out this time, her hand went downwards. Freya placed it at the very top of her pussy and pressed. With her other hand, she pulled the bottom of the shirt up. As her finger pressed against her clit, she moaned. Freya deftly used two fingers to pull her labia apart and to give Alex a completely unobstructed view of the swollen clitoris peeking out from under her finger.
She slowly rocked her hips against him and continued to slide her finger back and forth across herself. Alex was hypnotized watching her clit flick back and forth. He could see the moisture coating her and suddenly needed a taste. He grabbed her wrist and roughly pulled her hand up and started sucking on her fingers.
Freya laughed in surprise, then pulled her hand free. She rubbed her pussy again and used the finger to trace Alex's lips. Before he could lick her juices off, she did it for him. Her tongue followed the exact path that her finger had just moments before, then snaked its way into his mouth. Alex and Freya savored the intoxicating mixture of his cum on her tongue and her honey on his lips. Freya reached down again, then quickly added her finger to their shared kiss. They both greedily sucked on it and on each other's lips.
As their tongues continued to flutter against each other, her fingers returned to her pussy and Freya started to rub herself in earnest. Within seconds, she was moaning into Alex's mouth and cumming hard on his lap.
When she was finished, she casually looped her arms around his neck and laid her head against his shoulder. Alex tilted his head down against hers and wrapped his arms around her waist as she began to roll her hips smoothly against him.
"I love you so much, Alex."
"I know. And I love you more than anything in the world."
With her head still on his shoulder, she smiled into his neck. "I know."
Freya's hips rocked so subtly, that it was almost ten minutes before Alex came inside her. After he was done, she continued her movements, but added a gentle finger to her clit once more. Within a few minutes, she brought herself to a mellow but extremely pleasurable climax cradled in her future husband's arms.
The two lovers looked deeply into each other's eyes and any troubles that they had felt between them simply melted away. This was how it was supposed to be and they both knew that everything between them would be fine.
Alex broke the silence. "We have some houses to look at today."
