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Chapter 25 - Mid-day Massage

In the hotel bedroom, Miranda was asleep with a blanket draped carelessly across her. Her bathrobe had come undone through the night, exposing the curves of her voluptuous boobs.

"Ungghhh!!" She stirred with a low groan and raised a hand to rub her forehead, a deep frown etched between her brows.

She turned to roll on her side but couldn't move. She felt something heavy pressed against her, clinging firmly onto her body and holding her in place.

"Mmgpff..." A muffled moan came from under the blanket, forcing Miranda to open her eyes.

Confused and still half asleep, she turned her gaze to the strange bump in the blanket beside her. With an annoyed sigh, she reached down and flipped the covers aside to reveal a naked redhead snuggled up against her, as if she belonged there.

Talia was sleeping soundly, topless and wearing nothing but the kinky open crotch thong below. Her slender arms wrapped around the older woman's waist as she nuzzled her head against her flat belly.

As if she half expected it, Miranda closed her eyes for a long second before she proceeded to untangle the girl off her.

"No... Don't stop." Talia mumbled in her sleep as she tightened her grip around her.

"Ugh... How is she so strong?" Miranda grumbled as she struggled to free herself from the skinny redhead.

With a bit more effort, she managed to push the girl away and sat on the edge of the bed, massaging her temples to alleviate the growing headache.

A few minutes later, she felt a bit better and wandered into the bathroom, hoping for a relaxing hot bath. She first tended to her morning needs and then filled the tub with hot water before slipping out of her robe and stepping in.

The water was perfectly warm for a nice, relaxing soak as she slowly settled into a comfortable position, leaning back to rest her tired body.

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A few minutes later.

In the bedroom, the half naked redhead sat up groggily and looked around in a daze. She scratched her head and let out a soft yawn, rubbing the corner of her eyes.

With her hair in a disarray and her perky tits out in the open, Talia scooted to the edge of the bed and grabbed her phone from the bedside table. She scrolled through the messages, her fingers tapping away in quick succession. Her frown deepened with every reply as she exchanged several texts with increasing frustration.

"Ughh, I just can't believe him!" She finally snapped with a huff and threw her phone aside in anger.

Only then did she realize she was alone in the room. Looking around, she stood up and walked around, an eager smile on her face. She quietly made her way to the bathroom, and to her surprise, the door wasn't locked this time.

Talia's smile grew wide as she slowly opened the door and entered. And just a few steps in front of her, she saw Miranda's busty figure soaking in the tub with her eyes closed.

She seemed peaceful as she laid back leisurely with her legs stretched out in front and her head resting against the edge of the tub.

Instead of hiding her presence, Talia casually walked over to sit on the toilet, a few feet beside the tub. Soon, a thin stream of yellow liquid dribbled out through the open crotch of her thong and splashed into the toilet bowl.

The pitter patter of it seemed to echo loudly in the otherwise quiet bathroom but Miranda did not open her eyes. She seemed unperturbed about what was happening and did not care enough to acknowledge the young woman relieving herself right in front of her.

Miranda's calm indifference only served to annoy the redhead. She stood up with a pout and slipped the thong down her legs before tossing it aside and stepping into the tub from the other end.

With her eyes fixed on the voluptuous beauty, Talia slowly lowered herself into the water and crawled towards her. She quickly closed the gap between them and in one bold move — settled herself onto Miranda's lap, straddling her with knees braced on either side.

"What are you doing?" Miranda finally broke her silence, opening her eyes to glare at the girl with a slight frown.

Instead of answering her, Talia placed her arms on the woman's shoulders, and began to gently squeeze the neck and shoulder muscles. And almost immediately, Miranda felt a surge of relief wash over her battered body.

Talia's hands moved with practiced ease as she continued to massage the woman's stiff muscles. As the tension in her body slowly dissipated, her mind also relaxed along with it and her eyes fluttered shut in contentment.

"Mmm-aaanhh!!" Miranda threw her head back as a deep moan escaped her lips, lingering in the quiet bathroom.

The redhead stared intently at Miranda's swollen and cracked lips — a reminder of her weekend sexcapade.

Licking her lips in hunger and desire, she leaned closer, pressing herself deliberately against the mature woman's generous bosom. She then moved her hands up from Miranda's neck to the back of her head, fingers kneading through the tangled strands of brown hair and massaging her scalp. And just as Miranda drifted into a daze, Talia captured her bruised lips in an urgent kiss.

Miranda stiffened for a moment, caught off guard by the sudden kiss. Before she could react, Talia's grip in her hair tightened, holding her in place and refusing to let her pull away. She was forceful and unyielding, coaxing her lips apart and clashing with her tongue until Miranda's resistance began to falter.

As the kiss grew more heated, Talia's free hand slid beneath the water, gliding towards the narrow slit between Miranda's legs. Her fingers traced over the soft, hairy mound before prying the opening hidden in the folds. Without any hesitation or delay, two of her long, slender fingers slipped into her warm depths.

As her fingers dug in and out of her pussy, Talia released her hold on the squirming woman's head and grasped her wet boob. She pinched and pulled at the sensitive nipple while her other hand worked under water, teasing her clit out of its hood.

"Aaahn~ That feels so good..." Miranda gasped between moans as her body shuddered under the younger woman's skillful touch.

She felt a sultry heat rising from between her legs, as her body grew heavy with need and her mind cloudy with pleasure. Soon, the tension in her body broke and she completely let go of her resistance, allowing herself to be carried by Talia's rhythm.

Sensing the shift in her, Talia's lips curled into a satisfied smile. She guided Miranda with a careful and deliberate teasing touch. Each time Miranda's body tensed, trembling on the brink, Talia pulled her back, refusing to grant the final push.

'Not yet.' She thought as she kept the older woman hovering at the edge, craving for the release. Miranda felt a strong heat boiling in her abdomen, melting her mind and burning her body as she writhed under the sensuous torment.

"How do you feel, Mira?" whispered Talia, as she leaned closer, her breath brushing Miranda's ear. "Do you like my massage?"

"Mmm... Yeah-aah~" Miranda moaned agonizingly through her words as she could feel powerful tremors spreading through her body in slow waves. "Just... dont stop.."

"As you wish!" Talia grinned in triumph and turned her fingers to a different angle, pressing deeper and stimulating her sweet spot.

Miranda's body jerked up instinctively and she threw her head back as the redhead's fingers rushed her to the peak. With each deep, hard stroke, she was pushed closer and closer until the seductive woman reached the threshold.

"A-aanhh!!" Her raw, unrestrained moan echoed in the bathroom as all the tension in her body swelled and exploded into a powerful orgasm that shook her body from the inside.

The sweet, uncontrollable ecstasy seemed to last forever as wave after wave of endless pleasure ripped through her body, leaving her shuddering, breathless, and utterly spent.

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