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Fucks Her In Vegas: #4

"Speaking of the boy toy," Ellie said, her tone not about flattery.

"Ladies," | said, trying to be suave.

"Go get dressed sexy, we're going out for supper and a show," Miranda said.

I asked. "And which room is mine?"

"Our room is the first on the left," Miranda said.

"Cool," | said casually. | left the ladies, rolled my luggage into the room and got dressed.

Strangely, the rest of the evening proceeded completely uneventfully. | learned later that during their brief girls’

only tthey'd agreed there would be no sexual conversation, flirting, not even word play for the remainder of

the evening. In sways this was good news as | was a bit worn out by the constant sexual tension between

Ellie and Mom that had her so stressed out.

Supper was amazing, the show, a Cirque de Soleil, was stupendous and a late-night walk along the brightly-lit

Strip was the coolest thing ever. By the twe got back to our penthouse suite we were all wiped and we all

crashed rather quickly. Miranda and | got a room together, while both mom and Ellie had separate rooms,

although Ellie stressed they'd be sharing one room before the weekend was over.

Miranda and | shared silent nods of agreement. That sharing was an agreed-upon portion of our master plan for

the weekend, albeit the most risky portion.

After Ellie had retired, Mom snuck in for the good fucking I'd promised her for tonight, and she rodeto

completion while Miranda rode her ass with a strap-on. In addition to it being over-the-top sex for all three of us,

it was yet another layer of our three-way emotional bond which Miranda and | knew Mom needed to have in

place as strongly as possible.

The next morning started amazingly as | was woken up the best way possible, with a blowjob. Opening my eyes,

| saw Miranda bobbing up and down leisurely on my cock. Seeingawake, she smiled, "Good morning,

sleepyhead."

"Good morning, beautiful," | replied.

"| bet you say that to all the girls who wake you up this way," she teased, returning to my cock.

"Now that you mention it, that's true," | agreed, thinking of the many times recently Mom had awakenedthe

sway.

"You male slut," she joked, briefly taking my cock out of her mouth.

"There are worse things to be called," | quipped.

"And the Mommy facial, that was so naughty," Miranda commented, as she returned to deep throating my cock.

| moaned, but not because of her gentle reprimand, "I didn't think she would go through with it."

Five minutes later the conversation continued after | had shot cum down my beautiful girlfriend. "Your mom kept

the cum on her face the whole twe were in the bar." "Really?" | asked, surprised by mom's full obedience.

"Yes, it was so fucking hot," Miranda said, still stroking my cock.

"That it was," | agreed.

"Your Mom can be really wild, and being in a city where no one knows her gives her the freedom to cut loose

without any worry of consequences," Miranda explained. "Like the last tyou two were in Vegas for example,"

I smiled.

"For example," she agreed, smiling.

Positioning myself between her legs, | smiled, "I think it's t| return the favor."

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She purred, "You treatso well, baby."

"| bet you say that to all the eighteen-year-olds you bring to Vegas," | teased.

"Every single one," she played along as | began licking. As much as | loved fucking Miranda and Mom, |

particularly loved the sweet intimacy that cfrom licking their pussies. | loved hearing their breathing slowly

escalate, | loved hearing their moans increase in volume... and all because of me.

Hearing Miranda coo, "Oh Curtis, don't stop," and "Yes, baby, | love your tongue, baby," and "Oh God, you're

gettingso fucking wet," only enhances my eagerness to please.

| took my tenjoying the slow build of Miranda's orgasm. Finally, ten minutes later give or take, her moans

had escalated and | knew she was near the brink of euphoria, so | sucked her clit into my mouth and slid two

fingers inside her very wet pussy.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuck!" Miranda screamed, as she wrapped her legs around my head and quaked, her pussy juice

flowing out of her.

| savored her sweetness as her body continued trembling... all because of me.

When she finally releasedfrom her leg embrace/leglock, | crawled up her body and kissed her tenderly.

When | broke the kiss a few seconds later she smiled, "Fuck, do | taste good."

"You won't ever hearcomplaining," | agreed.

She leaned up and kissedagain. This tthe kiss had a tenderness I'd never felt from her before. This

wasn't the sintense urgency it often was, nor was it full of hungry passion, but something more: as if we had

transcended to a different world where only we existed.

When she broke the kiss she looked nervous and vulnerable; an insecurity | rarely saw in my confident, celebrity

girlfriend. Our eyes locked as tstood still and for a brief moment there was only us, and nothing else

mattered. Finally my dream woman affirmed the words she'd said the other night at the TV station that had

prompted my long, heartfelt declaration to her. "I love you, Curtis."

Those three words and my nand | was speechless. | knew that fifty years from now if she repeated them

again I'd still be thrilled to hear them. | knew that, but apparently my new but enduring love for her hadn't yet

sunk in.

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She kissedsoftly before continuing, her vulnerability clearly on her sleeve, if she had been wearing clothes,

"I know it sounds crazy, you're just a boy and we haven't known each other long even though I've told you

before," she continued between sweet kisses. "And | don't expect you to say it back this time, but | had to let you

know."

They say when you fall in love you

just know. It's like every earlier

relationship was just a milestone on

the journey to real love. I'd long lusted

after Miranda, then once | began

seeing her with Mom occasionally |

knew | liked her a lot, but (ironically

the day after the first tI'd fucked

her and right after the second time

she'd stood up for,@gainsther’

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info her sincere eyes, past the

beautiful exterior, past the sexual

seductress, | saw the real Miranda...

the girl behind the woman, the girl

who longed for unconditional love

and not the superficial surface love

just based on looks and sex. No,

behind her tough confident exterior

was a vulnerable woman wanting

someone to love the real her. | knew

right then, just like | know the sky is

blue and the grass is green that |

loved her. Not the pantyhose-wearing

sex goddess that | grew up

masturbating to, but the woman who

was sweet, caring, sassy, warm,

funny, quirky, and a million other

traits was the one with whom I'd

fallen in love. And it was at that

moment as | saw deep into her soul, |

took her heart and claimed it. "I've

said it before and I'll say it again: |

love you too, Miranda Collington."

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| put my finger to her lips. "Shhhh, my

sweet Miranda. | would never have

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to her, this twith fresh

observations. | gave her quick soft

kisses between each beloved quality

as | spoke. "I love your loyalty." The

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"I love your smile," | continued, kissing just her upper lip.

"| love your compassion," | added, replicating my gentle kiss on her lower lip.

"I love your sarcastic wit," | said, kissing her left cheek.

"| love the twinkle in your eye," | complimented, kissing her other cheek.

"But most of all I love your heart, Miranda," | finished, our eyes locked to each other's. | hoped she saw the

sincerity in my eyes the way | saw it in hers.

We kissed like the two lovers we were.

After a brief moment her sweet smile curved to mischievous. Rubbing her stocking feet onshe asked, "You

don't love my pantyhose legs?"

"Sure, they're all right," | shrugged playfully.

She laughed before adding, her shift

from insecure and vulnerable to sexy

and confident instant, "So should |

take it that the factiama abmillive

whelovek Swallowing your cum and

taking your cock up my ass is also

irrelevant?" | shrugged, "Those

qualities are awesbonuses, as

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"You fucker," she said, hittingplayfully.