The next morning, Freya rolled over onto her back in bed, still asleep. Her wet and "pruney" thumb fell out of her mouth. Completely unknown to her, Freya had been sucking her thumb in her sleep for the last week. It was a habit that she had stopped when she was three, almost seventeen years ago, but had recently started up again after sucking the dick of her boyfriend, Alex, for the first time last Friday.
Freya woke, twenty minutes later, from a dream that she would not remember. She languorously stretched her arms, yawned, and rubbed her eyes.
In her dream, she was fervently sucking a cock. And it wasn't Alex's. It wasn't anyone's. Just a dick in her mouth. Filling it. Stuffed halfway down her throat. Then another invaded her pussy. In her sleep, she spread her legs and gently bucked her hips. As oftentimes happens in a dream, this seemed to go on for hours. She was floating in the soft nothingness of fantasy being pussy fucked and face fucked by two huge cocks. What seemed like so long in her dream, was just a matter of minutes in real life.
She could feel the pressure building in both of the cocks that were stuffed in her and she knew what was about to happen. Within seconds, both cocks came inside of her filling her belly from both ends. In her dream she screamed in ecstasy, but in her bed, a bare squeak was all that escaped her mouth.
All of this was forgotten as she woke. Lying in bed, she stared at the ceiling thinking about last night at the movies. Alex had fingered her to two sensational orgasms, and they were wonderful. They really were. But then things had turned.
She could recall how she almost fell into a blind rage to get at Alex's cock. She vaguely remembered frantically pawing at the zipper of his pants. He had stopped her and she had been furious. She wasn't now, of course, but at the time, she had been infuriated by his denial of what she wanted.
Of what she needed.
The previous night, Freya had hoped that she would feel differently in the morning, and indeed she did, but maybe not differently enough. Her anger at her boyfriend's denial was in the past, almost too easy to downplay in the morning light, but she still craved his dick. She still wanted it. Needed it. It was an emptiness inside her. An incessant gnawing in her gut.
She chalked it up to her young-adult hormones being kicked into overdrive by finally becoming fully sexually active, but buried deep down, there was a part of her that worried it could be more.
She laid there staring at the ceiling, one hand unconsciously stroking the soft hair above her vagina, and started to plan her day -- or really her evening. Her parents had a dinner party that they were going to and they usually stayed late, and on top of that, it was an hour and a half drive, so Freya had the entire evening to just Alex and herself.
After a couple of months of dating, kissing, and fooling around, and the recent blowjob she had given him and the fingering he had given her, she knew that finally getting Alex's dick in her pussy wouldn't be much of an issue -- heck, she had been trying to keep it out for practically the entire time they had been dating! But Alex, always the perfect gentleman, has never pushed her too hard.
Now, she thought herself a fool. Now, she knew how amazing a dick inside her -- her mouth, at least -- felt. And tonight, she would find out how amazing a dick inside her pussy would feel.
Freya knew that getting his dick in her would be easy. She wanted it in her, but on her own terms. She had been dreaming about the first time for years and now that it was going to happen, she wanted it done right. And after last night's crazed delirium, she did not want to leave anything to chance. Alex had been so right. Their first time should be something very special. So, like everything else she did, she started to plan.
After breakfast, she called one of her best friends, Cyn. Cyn would help Freya formulate a plan.
Even though Cyn had recently "come out" when Katie had finally professed her love for her, Cyn still seemed to know an awful lot about guys. She certainly had some great ideas last week with the "blowjob plan." The "licking the sausage" thing at dinner, for one! And, of course, Cyn's suggestion to "go to an older, boring movie that no one ever goes to and sit on Alex's lap with no panties on to get fingered" was pure genius.
"Hey, I need another plan for tonight," Freya said over the phone.
"Oh!" Cyn exclaimed excitedly. "What's on the menu this evening?"
"Can I come over?"
"Of course," Cyn replied. "But bring snacks! I'm starved."
Cyn always seemed to be either eating or thinking about eating or talking about eating or had just finished eating. She was bigger than both Freya and Katie, but not what one would call fat. Maybe a little chubby. The way that she was constantly grazing, Freya always thought that she should be gigantic. Well, her tits were pretty gigantic and her ass wasn't exactly petite, but she had a defined waist, so she was still "shapely." What she liked to call "an hourglass figure."
"I'll bring snacks," Freya agreed. "Anything in particular?"
"Surprise me. You know what I like."
A couple of hours later, the two girls were sitting at Cyn's kitchen table with a bag of Oreo cookies between them.
Freya briefly brought Cyn up-to-date.
She looked at Freya and nodded. "Okay. My number one word of advice is: shave."
"Well, duh! I'm also going to shower and put on makeup," She scowled at Cyn.
"No, dummy! Shave your snatch," Cyn said.
Stunned, Freya stared at her friend. "Shave?" And then she added, "Everything?"
