Unspoken Pleasure

My legs went weak and my heartbeat picked up at hearing words I’d never expected to hear from the girl of my dreams. I didn’t hesitate as I replied, “I love you too, Miranda.”

“You don’t have to say it just because I did,” she said, again unable to hide the insecurity in her voice.

I took her hands in mine and told her sincerely, “Miranda, I’m not saying that just because you said it to me, although I’m thrilled that you did! I’ve loved you since I was a child, but now that I know you I love you in the real sense, not as just some abstract lustful vision like all teenage guys do.” I kissed her softly before continuing.

“I love your smile.” I kissed her lips.

“I love your compassion.” I kissed her cheek while looking into her eyes, which were watering slightly as she listened to my declaration.

“I love your eyes.” I kissed her other cheek.

“Of course I also love your body, your legs in stockings and your relentless sexual appetite,” I said, kissing her neck.

I leaned back, holding her hands in mine and looking directly into her eyes, which were sparkling with unshed tears, as I declared my devotion and finished with, “But most of all, my Miranda, my darling, I love you for who you are. A beautiful woman with a heart of gold who deserves to be treated like the princess she is.”

Tears streamed down her face as she smiled, but she made a quick joke out if it. “A slutty princess.”

“Well, yes, a very, very slutty princess,” I agreed, “but a princess nonetheless. I love you, Miranda.”

“I love you, too Curtis,” she replied earnestly as we pulled each other into a warm embrace.

Finally, both of us completely drained from our two-hour sex session, we got dressed.

Miranda had deliberately left my cum all over her face as she grabbed my hand and intertwined her fingers in mine as we left her dressing room and headed out, everyone else in the studio long gone other than Phil the janitor, who gave both of us a knowing look.

“Your face looks radiant tonight, Ms. Collington, is that your new look?”

Miranda replied, playfully fingering another dollop of her ‘new look’ off her face and sucking it between her lips, “Just in front of my friends. Could you hear us tonight, Phil?”

“The whole state heard you tonight, Ms. Collington,” he replied with a smile, “I had the outside door open.”

We all three laughed as my lovely, slutty, unashamed girlfriend and I headed into the darkness and fresh air of a lovely cool evening.

“So do you still plan to fuck Ellie?” Miranda asked, as we walked to the car.

Unsure how to answer that after our recent declarations, I paused.

“Because I have a new rule,” Miranda announced as she stopped and turned to face me eye to eye.

“And what is that?” I asked, dying to know.

“You’re only allowed to fuck people that I get to fuck too,” Miranda announced with a smile. “Of course the other way round doesn’t apply if I fuck some guy, which I’ll only do if you tell me to.”

I laughed as I said, “I have to say that may be the best fucking rule I have ever heard!”

“I thought you’d like it,” she said, squeezing my cock through my pants.

“Don’t you dare,” I protested.

“What?” she asked with a shrug and a look of innocence. “Are you really done for the night already?”

Sliding my hand under her skirt and directly to her commando cunt, I explained, “No, but I’ve got to save my last load for my Mother.”

“Bastard,” she said, hitting me playfully in the chest.This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

We kissed one more time and made final plans for the flight tomorrow before heading our separate ways.

As I drove home alone, my balls aching, I wondered if I could keep up with Miranda, and I wondered what our declarations of love would do to our steamy relationship.

…..

Next morning I refused my usual morning romp with Mom, much to her dismay. I was still a little tired from last night’s marathon session with Miranda, but I also wanted to be fresh for our planned initiation into the mile-high club where bunny-quick is an asset.

As I’d instructed, Mom wore a simple sundress, beige thigh high stockings and that was it. No inconvenient undergarments to get in the way during our initiation ceremony.

Dad, oblivious to the new, closer relationship between his wife and son, drove us to the airport. Dropping us off, he kissed his wife goodbye and joked to us both, “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

I chuckled at the unintentional humor as I planned on doing exactly what he should be doing more of… pleasuring Mom.

Mom joked back, although it really wasn’t a joke, “Oh Ted, you know the saying, ‘What happens in Vegas…'”

I finished, “… Stays in Vegas.”

All three of us laughed, my dad completely unaware of the sexual debauchery I was planning for his wife… my Mom.

Once he drove off, heading to a meeting of some sort, Mom shook her head, “He really is clueless. I love him, but seriously he is fuckin’ clueless.”

“Most guys are,” I shrugged, explaining as my hand squeezed her ass, “We have very limited ranges of interest.”

“No greater truth has ever been spoken,” Mom agreed, as we headed into the airport while I demonstrated my own limited range of interest by pawing her perfect body.

Miranda was already waiting for us in her usual sexy attire, this time a leopard print skirt that barely covered her mocha-colored thigh high stockings and wouldn’t cover them at all when she sat down, four-inch black heels, and a colorful blouse that screamed ‘look at me’… as did the skirt and heels and her long, fabulous legs of course. Ellie was the only one of the three women dressed practically, in jeans, tight jeans that showcased an amazing ass, and a red t-shirt that seemed a size too small and showcased her large breasts perfectly. Her flaming red hair and exotic green eyes made Ellie looked amazing no matter how conservatively she dressed. I flashed back to her dressing so much sexier at the Halloween party not so long ago, especially the rear view when she’d worn a thong beneath her transparent harem girl trousers, making my cock hard.

Ellie’s look was priceless as she saw Mom and me walking towards them. Ellie asked, “Alexis, you’re coming too?”