Double The Pleasure 9

Well, this is the fifteenth story in the second "Freya and Friends" series. One more story to go before the next series!! I'm getting very excited about where these people are going!!! I hope you are, too!!

Anyway, I do want to mention that

RowWithFlow

has been helping me with health and fitness research (thank you so much for all of your assistance so far!). And

Figjamkiss

has been editing and proofreading and cheering me on! And speaking of cheering me on,

AlexFourways

has been in my corner for quite a while and I definitely want to add him in here, too! I cannot thank them enough. These stories would be so much less without their assistance!

If you'd like to start at the beginning of this series, check out:

I Will Love You Forever

If you'd like to begin at the very start of my Literotica journey, please click here:

The First Blowjob

Enjoy!

Love, Frey

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There was a suckling sensation on her nipple. Cynthia mumbled something incoherent in her half-sleep stupor. As she gradually drifted towards wakefulness, the idea of holding something warm in her arms floated through her subconscious then quickly dissipated into the mere wispy remnants of a vague thought, and then dissolved into nothingness.

"Hmm?" she asked no one.

"Good morning, sexy," Katie cooed, her fingers lightly pulling on one of Cynthia's fat nipples under her nightshirt.

Cynthia could feel Katie's fingers on her breast and sighed happily. She could feel the tingling begin between her legs as Katie tenderly kissed the back of her neck. Usually, Katie was up and already doing things -- dishes, laundry, prepping meals, even just sitting quietly in the living room reading -- by the time Cynthia woke, but on the rare occasions that Katie slept in, Cynthia was often roused from her slumber with a sexy treat.

"Mmm..." Cynthia rolled onto her back so that Katie would have full access to any part of her body that she would like to fondle. Katie's standard "go-to" move in situations like this, was to finger fuck Cynthia while sucking on one of her nipples.

Cynthia was fully ready for that!

But turning away from Cynthia, Katie told her, "We have to get up. We have a very busy day."

"What?" Cynthia squinted at her as Katie got out of bed.

"We have to take Rio out, and then I promised you that special shopping trip."

"Oh, right," Cynthia mumbled. Remembering that they were going to pick up some new sex toys took a little sting out of the apparent no-sex morning.

"And Frey and Alex are coming back today. I want to make a casserole for them, so they'll have some dinner. I'm sure they won't want to cook or anything right when they get home." Katie started pulling on a pair of running shorts, then impatiently ordered Cynthia to get out of bed. "Let's go. We're going for a walk."

"I wish I never met you."

Katie came over to Cynthia, still lying in bed, and gave her a loving kiss on her forehead. "Well, you did and now you're stuck with me. Let's go."

Twenty minutes later, they were halfway around the two-block loop that they had walked twice yesterday. "Are you feeling less stiff and sore?" Katie asked Cynthia.

"Yes. A little. But I'm still not happy about any of this."

"I don't care," Katie replied tersely.

"You fuckin' suck." Then Cynthia looked down at Rio trotting along beside them. "Rio, your Aunt Katie fuckin' sucks." Rio looked up at her and almost seemed to smile. "Eh. You don't care. As long as she feeds you and plays with you." Then Cynthia added remorsefully, "I thought she was going to play with

me

this morning, Rio."

"Rio, all Aunt Cynthia ever wants to do is play. But we have a busy day," Katie told the dog.

To Katie, Cynthia asked, "Do you remember when you used to love me?"

"No."

"Mm," Cynthia grunted in response. "What's for breakfast?"

Katie looked down at the little dog again. "Food and play. That's all I'm good for."

As they turned the corner towards their house, Katie told Cynthia and Rio, "Come on. It's starting to rain. Let's go inside and I'll feed you both."

After breakfast, the two girls were in the car on their way to pick up some new toys. "You know," Cynthia said, "If we owned a sex shop, I'd want to call it 'Toys in Us.' Because of the dildos and whatnot."

Katie sighed. "I get it."

"That would be funny."

"Yeah. Hysterical."

"You must have lost your sense of humor in the same place you lost your love for me," Cynthia commented.

"Probably." Katie rolled her eyes. She looked out the window at the dark clouds rolling in. "We're supposed to be getting quite a storm today. Maybe we should just work out at home."

"Work out?" Cynthia exclaimed. "We worked out yesterday and then took a walk this morning!"

"And we'll keep doing all of that. So, get used to it."

"You are so damn lucky that you're adorable."

Katie smiled. "Oh, I know."

"Fuck you."

"I'll let you fuck me tonight. I promise."

Cynthia's mood lifted at that, and her mind started to wander thinking about what new toys they could play with as she pulled the car into a parking space.

"Okay. So, for your positive reinforcement, you can pick out two things."

"What am I? Your kid?" Cynthia complained. "I'm older than you."

"Barely," Katie responded. "By nine months."

"I was alive before you were even conceived."

"First, I don't want to think about my parents

conceiving

, and second, what do you even know about conceiving?"

"I've had sex with Alex three times to your one time," Cynthia boasted. "So, there's that."

Katie held the door for Cynthia. "He wasn't

conceiving

with either one of us. He's not even

conceiving

with Freya."

This caused Cynthia to stop dead in her tracks. "I just remembered a really weird dream that I had last night." She looked at Katie. "I was holding a baby." She paused. "Do you think Freya's pregnant?"

"Dreams don't mean anything," Katie said.

"But what if she is?"

"Okay, Nostradamus," Katie sneered as she pushed Cynthia into the store, "Pick out two things."

Cynthia placed an index finger against her right temple and moaned, "I'm getting a vision... You will fuck me hard with a strap-on dildo tonight."

"You are truly a pig. Get what you want and let's get back home."

In her normal voice, Cynthia commented, "Oh! Now you can't wait to fool around?"

"No! We have stuff to do. And it's going to pour any minute. Hurry up."

"Fine," Cynthia answered. "Go wait in the car. I want to surprise you."

Katie held out her hand. "Give me the keys. And make it fast!"

Ten minutes later, Cynthia came out with a black plastic bag in her hand. She tossed it on the back seat, just as the skies opened up. Jumping into the driver's seat, she mumbled, "I hate rain."

"I love the rain," Katie said, watching the water ripple down the windshield.

"You would," Cynthia retorted, then started the car. "Let's get home where it's warm and dry."

Entranced by the rain, Katie intoned, "Then we can work out."

"You hate me and want me to die, don't you?" Cynthia asked, but got no response. They drove home in silence, Cynthia concentrating on the road and Katie concentrating on the water everywhere.

Back at the house, Katie told Cynthia to get into something comfortable while Katie took Rio out. Rio barked excitedly when Katie said the word, "walk" to him... until Katie opened the door and he saw the rain. But Katie persuaded him outside, he peed, and then yanked her back into the house as quickly as his little legs could pull her.

Immediately inside the door, Rio shook violently and wet, dog-smelling water sprayed all over Katie. "Ugh! Rio!" Katie complained, but the dog was already happily trotting into the kitchen in search of kibble. She kicked off her soaked sneakers and headed for the bathroom.

"Katie?" Cynthia called out when she heard the bathroom door close.

"Yeah?"

"Frey called. They won't be home until early tomorrow morning."

Katie opened the door a crack. "Oh, okay."

"And she said that her mom will pick them up at the airport and she will have dinner ready for them."

"Well... then I guess I won't be making a casserole today," Katie replied, a little disappointed. "You know, I can scrounge up something for us here at home. I won't have to go out at all today." She closed the bathroom door and continued peeling her wet clothes off.

"You know what I was thinking --" Cynthia opened the door and saw Katie standing in the middle of the bathroom wearing lace panties, a heart-shaped pendant fastened with a thin gold chain around her neck, two tiny gold nipple rings, and nothing else. "Wow! Is that your workout outfit? I

love

it."

"No." Katie blushed. "Of course not."

"Why not?"

Katie looked at Cynthia.

"See? No reason

not

to work out in panties."

"No. I was --"

"You paused, so I win," Cynthia crowed smugly. "And besides, it's just us. So, a practically nude workout it is! Of course, I'll have to wear a bra. With these hooters bouncing around unrestrained, there'd be way too much collateral damage."

Katie smiled at Cynthia. It was one of the dozens of different smiles that Katie had that Cynthia loved so much. And Cynthia knew exactly what this particular smile meant. Cynthia knew that she had won this argument. And there was a hint of sex to come in that smile, too!

"Yeah. I guess there's no real difference," Katie agreed.

"And just like that," Cynthia snapped her fingers, "I'm now excited about working out! See? We just needed to figure out my motivation."

"Sex and food," Katie responded. "In that order."

"Yes! Sex and food! In that order!" Cynthia cried as she started pulling her shirt off. "Let's work out so we can get to the sex and food!"

Katie drew the curtains of the two windows in the living room, although on the second floor, and facing the back yard, there was virtually no chance anyone would be peeking in. Then both girls stood facing each other in the middle of the room.

"Alright," Cynthia started, "what do we need to do before we get to the lovin' part? The positive reinforcement that you promised me."

"Before the sex part, we have to do the workout part," Katie answered.

"Ugh. I knew you would say that."

"We'll start with some stretching. We want to keep things loose," Katie said as she positioned herself behind Cynthia. "Your shoulders, glutes, quads, iliotibial --"

"What?" Cynthia barked.

"It's a band of tissue that runs from the gluteus down the outside --"

"No. I mean, I don't care! I don't need the science lesson."

A little hurt, Katie muttered, "I'm sorry."

"It's boring and it always has been. You and your fitness shit. No one wants to know about the gluty-thing and bands of tissue."

"Jeez. You really woke up on the wrong side of the bed."

"

You

woke me up!" Cynthia exclaimed.

"Sorry." At this point, Katie was near tears. Nevertheless, she tentatively wrapped her arms around Cynthia in a show of love.

Cynthia sighed. "Fuck," she muttered. "Katie-bear, I'm sorry. I just don't want to do all this."

Katie squeezed her tightly.

"And I don't like the rain." Sighing again, Cynthia said, "Let's do the stretching. I'll do my best not to complain anymore." She then added, "Not too much, at least."

Katie helped Cynthia with some stretching, and although there was an air of tension, it quickly dispersed. Like it always did.

"Well, I'm all stretched out. I feel like a new woman!" Cynthia pronounced, trying to be funny. "Like a million bucks."

"Jerk," was Katie's one-word response.

"What's next?" Cynthia asked, eyeing Katie's tiny nipples adorned with the equally tiny gold rings.

"We could do some jumping jacks," Katie suggested.

"Not in this bra," Cynthia informed her. "I need a

lot

more support that this flimsy thing can provide."

"How about some burpees?"

"What the hell is a 'burpee?'"

"A squat thrust."

"Oh, of course!" Cynthia replied, lightly smacking her head with the palm of her hand. Then she looked at Katie, sternly, and asked, "And what the hell is a 'squat thrust?'"

Katie showed her.

"Absolutely not. I'll hit the floor and never get back up."

"You said that you wouldn't complain," Katie pointed out.

"I'm not complaining. I'm just stating the facts."

Exasperatedly, Katie said, "Fine. How about some sit-ups, push-ups... maybe some isometrics?"

"Will it get me into your panties sooner?"

"You're a pig," Katie answered. "But, yes it will."

"Then let's do those things you said!" Cynthia struggled through a few of each exercise but actually kind of liked the isometric ones, even though Katie kept insisting that she push harder. When Katie finally told her that they were done, she grabbed the smaller girl and kissed her.

"I hope you know how much I love you, Katie-bear. Even though you're trying desperately to change who I am."

"I know how much you love me," Katie answered, holding her girlfriend tight. "And you need to change."

Cynthia looked towards the windows. "It's really raining out," Cynthia commented. "And listen to that wind."

"I hope it doesn't thunder and lightning. I might get scared," Katie whispered.

Cynthia knew that she was kidding. She doubted that Katie was scared of anything. For a quiet, shy, little slip of a thing, Katie was almost pure power and strength. Then she surprised Cynthia by placing her hands on Cynthia's shoulders, almost effortlessly pulling herself up off the floor, and wrapping her legs around Cynthia's hips.

Katie lowered her eyelids in a seductive look that melted more than Cynthia's heart. "You would protect me, right?" She whispered in a make-believe little girl's voice.

"Oh, I'll do a whole lot more than protect you!" Cynthia carried Katie to the couch and laid her down. They continued kissing while Cynthia gently teased Katie's very sensitive nipples. Katie reached around and unfastened Cynthia's bra just as there was a simultaneous flash of lightning and a crash of thunder. Both girls jumped and Rio growled menacingly from his little bed in the corner.

Katie started, "That sounded close --" but she was cut off when the lights went out.

Both girls laid there on the couch in each other's arms in the dark for a moment, then, despite the shades and curtains being drawn, the room was lit up by another flash of lightning which was immediately followed by a shuddering explosion of thunder that shook the house.

Momentarily blinded by the intense flash, Katie blinked repeatedly and asked, "What do we do?"

Cynthia grinned in the darkness. "There's not a lot we can do. Just keep fooling around, I guess." Then going in for another kiss, Cynthia banged her nose against Katie's nose. "Sorry."

"Go open the shades," Katie told her. "We'll have a little light."

"I could get some candles," Cynthia suggested.

"No. Just the shades. I think it'll be kind of sexy."

At that, Cynthia jumped up and opened the shades. This caused a very small amount of ambient light to come into the room, but as their eyes got used to the dark, they would be able to see enough. Certainly enough to do what they'd been doing quite naturally for the past few years.

Watching -- and listening -- to see if Rio had moved from his bed, Cynthia carefully made her way back to the couch and to her waiting lover. In the gloom, Cynthia could just make out Katie's angular silhouette against the lighter color of the fabric, but Cynthia's focus was on the dimly glittering triangle outlined by Katie's nipple rings and pendant. She eased herself down next to Katie and in one smooth motion, slid an arm behind her neck and took one of Katie's nipples into her mouth.

Cynthia loved the sweet taste of Katie's tit mixed with the faint metallic twang of the gold ring. Katie let out a soft moan as Cynthia gently sucked her nipple. The moan morphed into a more guttural groan when Cynthia started to lightly flick the piercing up and down inside her mouth.

Katie sighed, "Cynthia... Mmm..." as her hands caressed her girlfriend's shoulders and upper back. Cynthia continued to manipulate Katie's nipple with her mouth and tongue, while Katie squirmed a hand between their bodies and pulled one of Cynthia's giant tits slightly to the side, freeing one of her nipples. When Katie tweaked it between her thumb and fingers, it was Cynthia's turn to moan.

She sucked Katie's nipple a little more forcibly and Katie reciprocated by pulling Cynthia's nipple harder. Unless Katie was clearly taking control, their lovemaking -- really, almost every aspect of their lives together -- was usually guided by Cynthia's lead, and in this instance, with Cynthia setting the pace, they promptly fell into their familiar pattern of mutual nipple stimulation. Cynthia sucked on Katie's nipple and Katie pulled on Cynthia's.

Usually, Katie was the one doing the sucking, and she wanted to be the one doing the sucking, now. But also enjoyed having her own nipples sucked. 'If only Frey was here,' she thought.

Then Katie had an idea.

"Cynthia?"

Cynthia reluctantly pulled her mouth off of Katie's perfectly tiny nipple. "Yeah?"

"I want to try something." Katie wriggled out from underneath Cynthia and carefully walked through the dark and out of the room leaving her lover alone on the couch. Cynthia could hear her feeling her way down the hallway and a minute later, Katie reappeared in the shadowed doorway. She was holding a large, amorphous shape in her arms.

"What's that?" Cynthia asked.

"A comforter," was Katie's reply and she laid it out on the floor. She walked over to Cynthia and held out her hand, which Cynthia took as she stood up. Katie held one of Cynthia's heavy breasts in her hands and brought it to her mouth, planting a soft kiss directly on the nipple. She then held the other breast up and kissed that nipple, too. This act struck Cynthia as almost reverential -- which, of course, she ate up.

Katie led her over to the comforter and told her to lie down on her back with her knees bent. Once Cynthia was lying comfortably, Katie knelt on the floor above her head and, in the gloom, placed her hands on Cynthia's shoulders. She bent down and gave Cynthia an upside-down and slightly sideways kiss. It was somewhat sloppy, but both girls found it to be unique and highly erotic.

Then Katie moved down Cynthia's body and with one hand on the floor beside her and the other holding Cynthia's left tit, she sucked the nipple into her warm mouth and Cynthia moaned.

With a slight shuffle of her knees, Katie was able to bring one of her own nipples to Cynthia's lips which instantly latched on and the two girls were immediately engaged in a new and exciting form of their tried and true mutual nipple stimulation, made all the more sensual by the fact that they could barely see and were navigating almost solely on their sense of feel.

And then it was Cynthia's turn to have an idea.

She snaked one of her arms along the comforter over her head and between Katie's knees, then reached upwards, feeling Katie's slender thighs getting closer and closer until Cynthia was touching Katie's slick pussy.

"Mmmmmm," Katie moaned around Cynthia's nipple.

Cynthia felt some stubble on Katie's pussy lips. The scratchy feel under her fingertips made Katie's pussy feel even naughtier than its usual smooth and clean-shaven state.