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It's been a long day at Runway—stressful to say the least, but when is it not? Roy had just dropped her off at the townhouse; it's late, and all she wants to do is destress and have a glass of wine.
Her temple was throbbing as she walked through the doorway to the living room, and lo and behold, her wonderful partner was sitting on the couch with her laptop on her lap, presumably working on an article.
Miranda's headache is already healing.
The editor abandons her idea of wine and heads to her Andrea for a glimmer of relaxation.
“Hello, darling.”
That makes the brunette jump in surprise and almost drop her laptop; however, the younger woman quickly recovers and welcomes her lover home.
“Mira, you're home early.” Which is true, so far this week Miranda had only been home after midnight; the issue had been causing many problems, so the white-haired woman was at the office late every day.
Miranda took off her heels and coat and set them on the coffee table and sat down by Andy, who, of course, made room for the editor. “We managed to finish the issue early. No, more incompetent photographers making problems for us at the end of the issue.”
Andy set her arms around Miranda and gently pulled her in, which the older woman readily agreed with, “That's great, baby. Glad you and the team are done and can relax, at least for a short while.”
The older woman hummed and snuggled closer to Andrea, “Yes, we can have the weekend to ourselves, thank God.” Andy responded by kissing Miranda's neck, getting higher and higher to get behind her ear, “Yeah, the twins wanted to go to the zoo after they get back in the morning tomorrow.”
The editor exposed her neck more to her lover. “They've been wanting to go for the past month.” Miranda reached up, her fingers threading softly through the hair at the base of Andrea's neck. “I'll have Emily arrange it for us.”
The brunette pressed her face against the older woman’s neck, shaking her head, “No need, baby. I already arranged that for us earlier—just in case you were free tomorrow.”
At that, Miranda held her breath and gave Andrea's hand a reassuring squeeze. “Thank you, darling.”
Andy smiled into her neck, “Anytime, Mira.”
They sat there on the couch enjoying each other's presence—the twins were at a friend's house tonight.
So, the two of them were on their own tonight.
How exciting!
Miranda slowly stirred awake, with Andy holding her from behind. They both must have fallen asleep. Which is good—they both needed it.
It's late; they should move to bed and go to sleep for the night, but her lover's bulge has her thinking other ideas.
The younger woman is slowly awakening, and Miranda takes it upon herself to slowly grind against Andrea's cock.
That makes the brunette moan and pulls Miranda's hips closer so that she has better access to grind against her front.
“May I touch you, Mira?” She asks while running her hands along the side of Miranda's torso.
The older woman moaned, “Yes, darling…please touch me.”
“Don't have to tell me twice.” She quipped, while raising the editor's blouse and cupping her breasts through her bra, “You feel so good, baby.”
Miranda ground her hips against Andy's cock even harder. “You feel good as well, darling.”
The younger woman groaned with pleasure, “God, Mira. Keep doing that…please.”
She did just that, and they were both exploring each other; however, their desires are getting the better of them, and urgency is coming fast.
Andy broke first, “May I take your blouse and bra off, baby?” The editor nodded, “As long as I can do the same.”
The brunette responded by turning the editor's head towards her and kissing her senseless. Miranda grew impatient, and while they explored one another's mouths, her fingers made quick work of Andrea's shirt and bra. She also managed to unzip her pants because Andy was busy kissing down the older woman's collarbone on the way to her breasts.
Andy caught up, though, and quickly shook off her clothes and cupped Miranda's breast, gently teasing her nipples. The editor moaned and urged her to continue—so, she got to work.
One hand was teasing her nipples, and Andy's mouth quickly found the other. She gave Miranda a sensual look and wrapped her mouth around the other, using her tongue to help her girlfriend feel pleasure—just how the older woman liked.
Miranda wrapped her arms around Andrea's head and pulled her closer. “Just like that, darling—just like that.”
She groaned in agreement and started humping her cock against her pants and the couch.
Miranda's tits always got her going; that was no secret between them. The editor uses that to her advantage… a lot.
“God, baby—your tits…they're beautiful. I could taste them all day and night.”
The editor ran her thumb along the younger woman's cheek. “As lovely as that would be, darling—I think we should take the rest of our clothing off.” She bit her bottom lip and gave Andy a heated gaze. “I need to see your cock, Andrea.”
“Fuck.” The brunette cursed and rushed back up to Miranda's lips to intertwine them. She pushed the editor onto the couch and started taking off her pants. “Baby, you know what his lingerie set does to me.” She husked while taking her girlfriend in. She was perfect; her chest was heaving with pleasure—the redness throughout her body just added another touch of beauty.
Miranda got her attention back. “Well…you should take it off. I believe what's underneath will have you aroused even more.”
Andy nodded in agreement and started pawing off the older woman's underwear. While she was doing that, Miranda started palming the brunette's bulge through her pants. The editor could tell how aroused her lover was just on how hard she was.
It turned her on even more, since she was the one doing this to Andrea. Her beautiful partner—the love of her life—was pudding in her hands. That's an arousing thought.
She started tugging the younger woman's pants off—and of course she was wearing her heart boxers. She won't tell, Andrea—but she secretly loves them. After all, those were the first boxers the brunette wore when they made love for the first time.
They both took each other's underwear off at the same time, and they took one another in. Andy snapped back into the moment first and started kissing her way down Miranda's body. When she got to her thighs, she took extra care and kissed and sucked into the warm skin that was clenching around her head.
She loved when Miranda got impatient—she got needy and hot, which was always a favorite for Andy.
She massaged the thighs she just spent attention on while kissing above the editor's pubic bone. Miranda huffed, “Andrea, touch me.”
Andy smirked, “What do you say first, baby?”
The older woman rolled her eyes and sighed but quickly agreed, “Please, touch me—darling.”
“That's better.” She said while placing a last kiss on her pubic bone before making her way to the woman's lower lips.
She started licking and taking her time on the older woman's pussy—enjoying her taste, and from the sounds she was making—Miranda was enjoying herself as well.
Andy inched her way up to her clit and started sucking on the hood. The older woman's thighs clenched tighter around Andy's head, and she tugged her hair even harder—Andy got the message.
Keep going so the editor can cum.
That's exactly what the brunette will do. She sucks and licks her clit even faster and harder—switching from left to right in quick succession.
She lifts her head up to check on Miranda, and the older woman has her head tilted all the way back—gasping for breath. Squeezing and tugging on her tits—that makes Andy's cock twitch against the couch and makes precum leak on Miranda.
The younger woman doubles her effort and brings her pointer and middle finger up to the editor's pussy. Her fingers spread the wetness around the woman's cunt, and she teases the entrance—when she did that, Miranda lifted her hips up to Andy's fingers—so that the brunette will get the hint to hurry up.
She gets the hint and slowly enters her fingers into the editor's cunt—she's tight, but Andy eating her out has loosened her up, so it's not a struggle to enter deeper into her pussy.
Her mouth continues on her clit, and her fingers curl into just the right spot—Miranda is seeing stars, and she's so close.
That's when Andy puts in a third finger: “Cum for me, baby—please cum for me.” She asks—no, begs.
Miranda squeezes Andrea's head and cums against her lover's face—her moans are music to Andy's ears. Wetness splashes against the brunette's mouth, and she can't get enough of it—so she keeps going until Miranda gets too sensitive, and she pulls Andy back up to her so they can kiss.
She threw her arms around Andy’s neck, kissing her forcefully and plunging her tongue into his mouth.
The younger woman moaned, “You taste amazing, baby.”
Miranda breathed a deep, happy sigh. “And you always know how to make me feel exquisite.”
“Damn right.” Andy said while she puffed her chest.
The editor kissed near the younger woman's ear, “I believe your cock could use some attention too…isn't that right, darling.”
Andy bobbed her head eagerly. “Yeah, baby—I wanna use my cock to make you feel even better.”
The other woman teased her fingers along the back of Andy's neck, which made her shiver in anticipation. “Well, darling—what are you waiting for?” She whispered into her lover's ear.
Andy pushed the older woman back onto the couch and spread her legs open—the view was beautiful. Miranda's wet cunt was glistening—she was more than ready for her cock…although some teasing wouldn't hurt.
Andy grabbed her length and teased the top along Miranda's slit—precum leaked even more from her cock, directly onto Miranda's wet pussy.
She then focused on teasing her clit with the head of her cock—that made them both moan in pleasure. “Andrea—hurry…please.”
Fuck. Miranda must be gone if Andy didn't have to ask her to say please—who is she to deny her.
She aligns her cock with Miranda's opening and looks into Miranda's eyes to make sure it's still okay—the editor's blue eyes are glassy, but the desire was burning bright. Andy kissed her deeply and started pushing her length into Miranda.
The older woman moaned into her mouth and wrapped her legs around Andy's waist.
The brunette was in heaven—Miranda felt amazing—she was squeezing Andy just right. It took a few moments for her to make it all the way inside and even more for Miranda to get adjusted to her length. But when she did, she urged Andy to start moving, “Andrea—I'm ready.”
The younger woman’s lips brushed softly against her cheek. “Okay, baby—tell me if anything changes.”
Miranda nodded, and Andy started moving—slowly at first—so they could both get used to the pace. The editor was moaning softly and clenching her thighs around Andy. When she hit the right spot—Miranda's nails went across her back—the brunette hissed in pleasure at the feeling and started going faster and harder.
Her cock was reaching deep into the older woman's cunt—they were both seeing stars. Andy kept up the pace while her hand massaged the other woman's tits. Her hips snapped hard against Miranda—in return, the editor's unrestrained guttural moan escaped her. That made Andy speed up and change the angle of their position.
She grabbed Miranda's legs and put them on her shoulder—this angle was good for reaching deeper into the older woman's cunt. Andy slowed down—just a little—and used more force in her thrusts. Her cock was getting squeezed in all the right places, and Miranda was getting closer to release. “Touch my clit.”
Andy shook out of her gaze from enjoying her tits and started circling her clit—while upping her pace. Thunderous claps were coming from their hips snapping together. Andy's cock was twitching—Miranda could tell she was close. The older woman wanted them to cum together.
"Darling…cum with me—fill me—please. I want to feel you so deep inside of me.” She husked into her lover's ear.
Andy groaned in pleasure. “God, baby—I'm gonna fill you. You're gonna be so full of me.”
“Do it—I need to feel you—Andrea.”
Andy doubles her efforts—her hips move faster and harder, and her fingers do excellent work on Miranda's clit. They both cum at the exact same time—Miranda clenching Andrea deliciously and wetness covering Andy and her length.
At the same time—Andy's cock filled the older woman's pussy—her cock buried deep inside her, and her cum hot and thick as it spread through Miranda's cunt.
Both of their thighs are trembling from the pleasure. They both go still—taking in the moment and catching their breaths. Andy gently sets Miranda's legs back on the couch so she can get comfortable while Andy's length is still inside of her.
The younger woman starts stroking Miranda's hair—gently soothing her. “You okay, baby?”
“Never better, darling—never better.”
Andy smiled. “Good.” She moved them to their sides—so Andy was behind her—her cock still resting in her cunt.
Miranda snuggled into Andrea further, “Let's stay like this for a moment, darling. I want to enjoy you in me for a bit longer.”
Andy hummed in agreement, “For as long as you want, baby—I'll stay in you forever, if I had the chance.”
“Don't tempt me, Andrea.” She quipped while closing her eyes and resting further into her lover—she was just so comfortable.
“Wouldn't dream of it, Mira.” She said back sleepily—it seems they were both falling asleep while attached to each other.
They would regret the couch because when they eventually moved to their bed, their backs were killing them.
All Andy said was it was very worth it, and Miranda rolled her eyes and told her to get into bed.
Overall, a great night in the Priestly-Sachs house.
Now they had this weekend with the twins to look forward too.
Life was great.
And more sex, of course—that got Andy lightly swatted on her behind…but once again—it was worth it.
Totally worth it.