AUTHOR'S NOTES:This is my first ever fanfic, so do go easy on the criticism, and drop me some comments. Ideas for my next chapter are also very welcome, as I plan to develop this into a series of stories involving Megan and Miranda. And Megan Shepard can be seen in this video here: .com/watch?v=IVPIKd0LUQI. Just so you know what Megan looks like.
Commander Megan Cassandra Shepard awoke with a splitting headache, and the world around her was spinning. She reached up to try and pull herself up, but was stopped by a gentle yet insistent hand pushing her back down again. There was something very familiar with that touch, but Megan could not figure out what it was, especially with her head doing the merry-go-round. "Damn it Wilson, I TOLD you your estimates were off! Run the numbers again."A very beautiful face soon came into Megan's field of view, and she spoke. "Lie back down Commander. Don't try to move, just rest." Megan tried to speak, but she couldn't get her throat to work. Only one thought flashed across her mind before she fell back into unconsciousness due to the influence of the painkillers.
Miri? Is that... you?
"Wake up Commander! This facility is under attack!" Megan woke up to Miranda's distressed sounding voice and the staccato noise of heavy gunfire. She groaned in pain as the fabric of the Cerberus officer's uniform they has clothed her in rubbed against her newly healed scars. "Miri? Is that you? Goddammit Miri, stay with me!" Megan shouted. "There's a pistol and armor in the locker on the other side of the med-bay!HURRY!" As soon as Megan suited up in the armor that curiously had 'N7' stencilled on it, and loaded a thermal clip into the S3 Predator pistol, she felt like she was back to her old self. She ran through the labyrinth-like corridors and past offices, guided by Miranda over the comm channel. She blasted through waves of mechs and finally met another operative who was pinned down by heavy gunfire. Both of them made short work of the mechs, and Megan found out that he was Jacob Taylor and Miranda was indeed the Miri she knew and saw when she first woke up, which overwhelmed her with happiness as she finally had a chance to meet Miranda Anne Lawson again after so many years apart.
After running into, and helping an injured med tech named Wilson, the trio shot their way through even more mechs till they reached the shuttle bay. "C'mon, the shuttle's right through these doors. Let's get..." Wilson was interrupted by Megan. "We should wait for Miranda. Hang back, Wilson." However, Wilson was dead set on getting out of the station, and completely ignored her. He opened the doors... to reveal Miranda Anne Lawson. Megan was overjoyed to see Miranda unharmed, and was just about to grab Miranda in an embrace when Miranda's beautiful features, which had become even more so in their years apart, contorted in rage. She wordlessly raised her X4 machine-pistol to Wilson's throat and fired, killing him instantly. "What the hell are you doing?" Jacob asked incredulously. "My job. Wilson betrayed us all." Miranda replied coldly. Megan could only stare in numb shock at Miranda, her S3 pointed squarely at her pretty features, thanks to habits built during her 3 years of N7 training, and her 7 years as a Special Forces operator and Spectre.
Oh Miri... what the fuck happened to you? Don't you recognize me at all? When did you become so ruthless?
On the shuttle ride to another Cerberus facility, Megan noticed Miranda rubbing her left thumb with her right index finger and right thumb, which was a trait that Miranda had even as a child. Maybe the sweet Miranda Anne Lawson I know is still somewhere in there, Megan thought.
After being her new orders by the Illusive Man, Megan did her best to talk to Miranda, but she simply brushed her off, saying, "We may be colleagues, but that doesn't mean we'll be friends." It took everything Megan had to refrain from slapping Miranda and storm off in tears.
Don't you remember me at all, Miri?
After investigating Freedom's Progress and recruiting Professor Mordin Solus, as well as recruiting Archangel (who turned out to be Garrus Vakarian), Megan was dead tired. She lay down on the luxurious queen-sized bed, courtesy of Cerberus, and thought about her childhood. And especially about Miranda.
Megan Cassandra Noakes was 9 and she had a very happy childhood by anybody's standards. She had loving, caring parents who gave her whatever she wanted. Her father, a wealthy businessman, and her mother, a Lieutenant in the Alliance Navy, felt guilty that they weren't spending enough time with her due to their crammed schedules, so they spent all their free time with her and showered her with love and affection. However, due to her father's status as a powerful businessman who had some enemies, and her own shy, introverted nature, she only had a few friends, and no best friends, which left her feeling lonely quite often. However, that all changed one hot July afternoon. She was reading a romantic novel in her bedroom when she heard laughter and greetings being exchanged at the door of her father's mansion. She curiously went to the door see what the fuss was all about, and saw her father exchanging smiles and handshakes with a slightly overweight brown-haired, grey eyed bear of a man she assumed was the Aaron Lawson who would be their houseguest for a year. She shifted her gaze to the girl standing beside the elder Lawson, and she summoned up her courage to walk up to who she thought was the most beautiful girl she had ever seen.
The girl saw her and just as about Megan was about to introduce herself, she smiled with a smile so radiant it would've lit up just about half of Washington D.C., which stumbled Megan. She then introduced herself first. "Hi, I'm Miranda Anne Lawson. But you can just call me Miri." "H-hi Miri...I'm... umm... Megan Cassandra... Noakes." Megan turned slightly pink as she had just tripped over her own words, and Miri giggled, and gave her another one of her multi-million watt smiles to reassure her. "And what do I call you, Megan? Just Megan?" she asked, still smiling. "Yeah... just Megan... or you can...umm... call me... Cassie." "I can't decide which name I like better... Can I use either name when I feel like it?" Miranda teased, trying to get Megan over her shyness. "Umm...sure." Megan smiled at Miranda.
Megan had just made her only best friend that day.
They immediately hit it off. By the 2nd week of the Lawson's stay, Megan and Miranda were virtually inseparable. They went just about everywhere together, and where Megan went, Miranda would be there as well, and vice versa. And by the 5th week, they were constantly holding hands, and would only let go only in certain circumstances. Even then, it would be with lots of reluctance.
The months flew by, and it was soon March and the start of spring. The snow completely melted, and the flowers were starting to bloom again. Megan and Miranda were strolling through a park in Washington D.C. alone, but had to call back to their parents every 15 minutes. They were holding hands as per normal and strolling through when Miranda suddenly pulled Megan to a bed of yellow tulips in bloom and stooped down to examine them. "Wow look at this Cassie! Aren't they beautiful?" Miranda exclaimed. "Oh wow! They're really pretty!" Megan agreed. Miranda was so engrossed with the flowers that she didn't notice that Megan had broken their handhold. Megan went over to a bed of roses and selected a particularly beautiful one. Carefully plucking it out of the flowerbed, she went up to Miranda who was still engrossed with the yellow tulips. "Miri, I'd...umm... like to give you... something." Megan stammered, proffering the rose in front of Miranda. "Oh, Megan, that's so sweet! Thank you!" Miranda smiled her trademark multi-million watt smile and accepted the flower from Megan. She inhaled deeply and let the fragrance just seep into her memory. "Megan, that's really nice of you. Thank you." Miranda said sincerely. "My pleasure, Miri." Megan smiled back at Miranda, happy that Miranda was so ecstatic with her gift. Miranda stood up and kissed Megan full on the lips. Megan's eyes widened in pleasant surprise. The kiss lasted only a few seconds, but it was more than enough to turn Megan's face redder than a tomato. She turned away, not wanting Miranda to see her that embarrassed. She felt a heat and a warm, fuzzy sensation rising in her chest. Her mind was too juvenile to know exactly what it was at that time, but Megan knew something had just happened.
Miranda Anne Lawson had just become her first love.
They walked in silence, holding hands till Megan broke the silence. "So Miri... umm... was that the first time... you ever kissed and... umm... got kissed by... someone else?" Miranda started to turn pink, and Megan was about to tell her that she didn't need to answer when Miranda turned to her and replied with a small, embarrassed smile. "Actually... yes... that was my first kiss ever." They both smiled large smiles at each other and continued strolling through the park.
5 months later, Miranda and Megan had to say goodbye, as Miranda had to return to London with her father, even though she desperately didn't want to leave. Megan and Miranda were tearfully hugging one another tightly, saying their goodbyes. "Message me, please Cassie?" Miranda pleaded tearfully. "Of course I will. I'll do it everyday." Megan promised, sobbing. "Goodbye Megan. I really hope to see you again." "Me too Miri. Come back soon, please!" And with that, they parted tearfully. It would be the last time they saw each other again.
Megan Cassandra Shepard was now 18. When she was 12, her father was killed in an accident, and her mother remarried to an Alliance N7 marine captain a year later. Her step father showered the same amount of affection on Megan, but she still dearly missed her father, even though she loved her stepfather just as much. She messaged Miranda everyday, but never got a reply. She wondered if Miranda still remembered her. And when Megan was 15, she would dream extremely erotic dreams about Miranda and herself almost every night, and she would sometimes wake up in the morning to find that the part of her bed under her bum and legs were wet, due her giving herself intense orgasms when she had those dreams. Till this day, she was still having sexual fantasies about Miranda almost every night and occasionally masturbating herself to an intense orgasm in her sleep .Megan knew that being in love and having sexual fantasies about another woman was wrong, but she couldn't stop herself from doing so. She decided to enlist, go to military college and follow in her stepfather's footsteps just to stop thinking about Miranda every day. Megan sighed as she came out of her reverie. She needed to confront Miranda, and do so now. She headed for the elevator.
In her office on the crew deck, Miranda was putting on a fresh uniform after showering. So far, things had gone exceptionally well under Megan's command, and they had just recruited Garrus, and he was still kicking despite his serious injuries. Done dressing, she sat on her sofa, and her mind soon drifted to happier times.
When she was 13, her father brought her along to Washington D.C. to stay with one of his closest business partners to iron out a multi-billion credit deal. She resignedly came along as she did on her other trips, and fully expected to be lonely and bored again. As she stood next to her father and saw him exchange pleasantries with the man she assumed to be James Noakes, she saw from the corner of her eyes a very pretty girl with her brown hair tied in a ponytail who couldn't be any older than 10 curiously approaching her. Miranda flashed the girl her brightest smile and the other girl seemed to want to say something, but was stumbled by Miranda's smile. So she took the initiative and introduced herself, and told the other girl to just call her Miri, which was a nickname she allowed only her only other friend to call her. "What's your name?" she asked the shy girl, smiling at her to try and put her at ease. "H-hi Miri...I'm... umm... Megan Cassandra... Noakes." The other girl stammered. "And what do I call you, Megan? Just Megan?" Miranda asked, still smiling. "Yeah... just Megan... or you can...umm... call me... Cassie." "I can't decide which name I like better... Can I use either name when I feel like it?" she gently teased Megan, trying to get her over her shyness. "Umm...sure." Megan smiled at Miranda.
Miranda had just made her second and only best friend that day.
They immediately hit it off. By the 2nd week of her stay, Megan and she were virtually inseparable. They went just about everywhere together, and where Megan went, she would be there as well, and vice versa. And by the 5th week, they were constantly holding hands, and would only let go only in certain circumstances. Even then, it would be with lots of reluctance.
The months flew by, and it was soon March and the start of spring. The snow completely melted, and the flowers were starting to bloom again. Megan and Miranda were strolling through a park in Washington D.C. alone, but had to call back to their parents every 15 minutes. They were holding hands as per normal and strolling through when Miranda suddenly pulled Megan to a bed of yellow tulips in bloom and stooped down to examine them. "Wow look at this Cassie! Aren't they beautiful?" Miranda exclaimed. "Oh wow! They're really pretty!" Megan agreed. Miranda was so engrossed with the flowers that she didn't notice that Megan had broken their handhold. She only realised that Megan had gone off on her own when she shyly offered a beautiful rose to her. "Miri, I'd...umm... like to give you... something." Megan stammered, proffering the rose in front of Miranda. "Oh, Megan, that's so sweet! Thank you!" Miranda smiled brightly and accepted the flower from Megan. She inhaled deeply and let the fragrance just seep into her memory. "Megan, that's really nice of you. Thank you." Miranda said sincerely. "My pleasure, Miri." Megan smiled back at Miranda, seemingly happy that she was enjoying her gift. Miranda stood up and kissed Megan full on the lips. Miranda closed her eyes and savored the kiss, till she realised what she was doing. She broke off the kiss a few seconds after it started, but it was enough to turn her face red like a tomato. Miranda quickly turned her burning face away from Megan, not wanting her to see how embarrassed she was. She felt a warm sensation rising in her chest and the warmth she felt washing over her was simply indescribable. Her mind realised what it was and screamed at her. "OH MY GOD! Miranda Anne Lawson, you just kissed another girl. Not just kissed her, but it was RIGHT ON HER LIPS! What are you trying to do, seduce an innocent 9 year old girl? If it was a boy, it isn't so bad. But not only did you kiss ANOTHER GIRL full on the lips, you're IN LOVE with her!" Even though her brain was screaming those accusations at her, Miranda knew in her heart something life-changing had just happened.
Megan Cassandra Noakes had become her first and only love.
They walked in silence, holding hands till Megan broke the silence. "So Miri... umm... was that the first time... you ever kissed and... umm... got kissed by... someone else?" Her face started to burn again, and Megan was about to tell her something when Miranda turned to her and replied with a small, embarrassed smile. "Actually... yes... that was my first kiss ever." They both smiled large smiles at each other and continued strolling through the park.
5 months later, Miranda and Megan had to say goodbye, as Miranda had to return home to London with her father, even though she desperately didn't want to leave, and constantly thought that Washington D.C. was more of a home to her than her father's mansion in London would ever be. Megan and Miranda were tearfully hugging one another tightly, saying their goodbyes. "Message me, please Cassie?" Miranda pleaded tearfully. "Of course I will. I'll do it everyday." Megan promised, sobbing. "Goodbye Megan. I really hope to see you again." "Me too Miri. Come back soon, please!" And with that, they parted tearfully. It would be the last time they saw each other again.
Miranda Anne Lawson was now 17, and had a doctorate in molecular biology, as well as a Masters in philosophy and history. However, none of those achievements could fill the void left by Megan in her heart. She heard that Megan's father had died in an accident, but heard nothing of or from Megan since then. She wondered if Megan was still alive, and if she remembered her promise to her. Her father was constantly demanding more and more from her, and she never felt any affection from him. She had enough of her life. She was going to run away and become a totally different person. From then on, the warm, caring Miranda Anne Lawson was lost, and all that was left was the cold, calculating Miranda Anne Lawson, one of the top officers in Cerberus. However, that couldn't change the fact that she would dream exceedingly erotic dreams about herself and Megan doing every imaginable sex act and masturbating herself to a powerful orgasm in her sleep nearly every night since she was 16, and she couldn't stop herself from doing so or stop loving Megan despite her repeatedly telling herself it was absolutely wrong to even think about another woman that way.
Miranda was jolted out of her reminisce by her office doors whooshing open, admitting Commander Megan Shepard inside. "Do you have time to talk, Miranda?" Megan asked. Miranda sighed, as she could tell that this wasn't about work. "Maybe later, Commander, there's a lot…" "Miri, we need to talk. Right now, Miri."
As soon as Megan spoke that sentence, Miranda froze. Suddenly, Miranda sprang into action, grabbing her X4 from the drawer in her nightstand and shoving the barrel straight in Megan's face.
"How the fuck… who the bloody hell are you? How do you know my nickname?" Miranda asked coldly, her voice raised. Megan trembled, not with fear, but with disappointment and rage. "Don't you even remember me, Miri?" Megan asked her voice breaking. Tears were beginning to pool up in her beautiful green eyes. "I think you've mistaken me fo..."Miranda softened up, as she was unnerved that Megan was starting to cry, but was cut off by Megan's scream. "ARE YOU FUCKING ABOUT WITH ME? YOU SAID THAT I WAS THE FIRST PERSON YOU'D EVER KISSED, AND NOW YOU SAY 'I DON'T REMEMBER A SHIT'?" Hot tears of anger, sadness and disappointment were streaming out of her eyes in a steady flow.
Oh my God, Miranda thought. The Megan Cassandra Shepard standing in front of her couldn't possibly be… could she? "C-c-cassie?" Miranda stammered in a small voice. Tears were beginning to form in her magnificent blue eyes. The gun in her hand started its fall to the floor. No. This can't be… "Yes. It's me, Miri."Megan immediately rushed over and drew Miranda into an extremely tight embrace, and Miranda was only too happy to melt into her embrace. They both cried tears of joy on each other's shoulders, and stayed that way for a long time.
Finally, Miranda broke the silence and looked straight into the eyes of her first love. "Why Cassie? Why didn't you contact me?" "I did Miri. I emailed a message every day to your father, and he promised that he'd make sure you'd receive it." Megan sobbed, her voice slightly hoarse from her scream of rage. "Oh God... that fucking bastard..." Miranda cursed tearfully. Megan wiped her tears away with her finger, and looked straight into Miranda's eyes with her own teary eyes. "And why didn't the Illusive Man mention anything..." "That's because I never gave the Alliance recruiters my middle name." Megan interrupted Miranda gently, and continued. "Also, next to nobody knew that my mom remarried after my dad's death and used my stepdad's family name as ours, except for close relatives."
Megan and Miranda spent hours catching up on Miranda's luxurious queen sized bed, and Miranda shocked Megan when she revealed that she never had a mother as she was genetically engineered from her father's genetic material and was gestated for 9 months in a test tube. Megan's eyes grew even wider when Miranda told of her kidnapping Oriana, her genetic twin, to get her away from her domineering father who would use her for his own ends. Megan recounted how heartbroken she was after her father died and that Miranda never responded to any of her messages, and she reassured Miranda that she never held any hatred towards her for that.
Megan looked deep into Miranda's eyes, and 22 years worth of sexual frustration, loneliness, desire and lust overwhelmed her as she pushed Miranda down onto the bed and held her down by her shoulders. She then crushed her lips against Miranda's and slid her tongue deep into her mouth, teasing Miranda's tongue. Miranda's eyes shot wide open with surprise and arousal, as never in her life did she imagine that she would even see Megan again, let alone be touched and kissed by her this way. She willingly gave into Megan's kiss, and she slid her tongue under Megan's. Mmm, she's quite the kisser, Miranda thought delightedly.
Miranda then slid out of Megan's grasp, much to Megan's surprise. "What are you doing, Miri baby?" Megan breathed sensually. Miranda didn't answer. Instead, she smiled salaciously and slowly unzipped her uniform top and shrugged it onto the floor, and she did likewise for her pants. She then proceeded to undo her lacy black bra, but before she could start on her matching panties, Megan couldn't resist her anymore and she leapt onto Miranda, dragging her panties off with her teeth. Megan looked up at Miranda and swallowed thickly when she saw her flawless, creamy white skin, her perfect, full D-cup breasts, her shapely waist and hips, her taut, flat belly, and her large, firm, and finely sculpted ass. "My God Miri. You REALLY ARE engineered for perfection." Megan murmured, her breath taken away by what she saw. "You like what you see, don't you Cassie dearie? Now, I'm going to make up for lost time to you." Miranda purred with an extremely naughty grin on her beautiful face.
Megan started to unbutton her Cerberus uniform, but was cut short when Miranda simply ripped the buttons off, and she yanked her trousers off. Megan then removed her lacy pink bra while Miranda ripped her matching pink panties off, and threw them into a corner. "After all these years, you're still a big fan of pink aren't you Megan honey?" Miranda giggled as Megan giggled along with her. "Oh yeah. Especially considering that the panties you left at my house 22 years ago was pink too..." It was now Miranda's turn to have her breath taken away, as she admired Megan's well toned arms and legs, her washboard-like abs, her fully rounded, firm B-cup tits and her equally finely sculpted ass.
Megan then threw Miranda flat on her back onto her bed and proceeded to suckle on her perfectly-formed nipples with her tongue for a few minutes, which made Miranda moan sensuously in pleasure. Megan then smiled salaciously at Miranda, and kissed her way down to Miranda's crotch, where she buried her head, her tongue teasing Miranda's womanhood agonizingly slowly. "Oh God Megan, your tongue feels sooo good running over my pussy..." Miranda moaned as she pulled Megan's head deeper into her crotch. Megan paused and looked up, smiling devilishly at Miranda. "Oh Miri honey, I've barely just started fucking you, believe me..." she purred before she went back down to lick Miranda's sensitive clit, but faster this time. "Uunnghh! Oh yes Cassie, faster! Oh fuck... grab my tits now Cassie!" Megan was pleasantly surprised and even more aroused to discover that Miranda was a vocally expressive lover. She preferred her women to be vocally expressive as they were the ones who typically gave their partners and themselves the most pleasure. Megan gladly obliged Miranda, squeezing both of Miranda's breasts while she gradually sped up the teasing play of her tongue on her clit, and the lips of Miranda's vagina soon parted slightly, as if daring Megan to take it to the next level. Megan then accepted the 'invitation' and slid her middle finger deep into Miranda's sex, immediately eliciting an "Oh fuck Megan that feels sooo good in my twat! Faster Megan, please!" Megan kept licking and fingering Miranda that way for more than a good 10 minutes, before she inserted her index and ring fingers into Miranda's tight and now dripping wet pussy as well." "OH MY GOD CASSIE YOU DIRTY FUCKING WHORE!" Miranda screamed in pleasure when she felt Megan insert two more fingers. Megan looked up and gave Miranda an evil, perverted grin. "I see you're fully enjoying yourself, Miss Lawson. And you will regret calling me a dirty fucking whore Miri, I promise." she whispered over Miranda's moaning. She then buried her head in Miranda's crotch again, licking her sex furiously. "Oh shit Megan... I think... I'm... I'm gonna cum!" Miranda cried out. Megan then started licking and fingering Miranda even faster and harder when she heard that, wanting to own Miranda and her body. "Oh God yes-yes-yes-yes-yes I'm cumm-OH MEGAN! FUCK YES! OH MEGAN I'M CUMMING! UUHHH! MEGAN!" Miranda screamed as she was overwhelmed by pleasure and her body convulsed in orgasm. Megan had just given Miranda an intense orgasm, and Megan knew it as Miranda squirted her juice into her mouth. "Ooh Miri, so you're a squirter just like me. I like it." Megan licked her lips and kissed her way up, across the taut abdomen, through the deep valley between Miranda's more than ample breasts to her lips, leaving the taste of her own orgasm on her tongue. Miranda lay there on her back, kissing Megan passionately, sweat beading her forehead, her vagina dripping wet, totally breathless, and relishing the way her limbs felt boneless. Miranda broke off the kiss and murmured sultrily into Megan's ear, "Jesus, Cassie, I never knew how good you were with that beautiful mouth and amazing hands of yours." "Now you know how powerful I am, don't you Miri baby?" Megan grinned.
Miranda then grabbed Megan and pinned her to the bed, which got a squeal of mock horror and excitement from Megan. Miranda held one of Megan's rock-hard nipples between her perfectly white teeth while she flicked it with her tongue, which caused Megan to moan in pleasure. "Ooh yeah Miri... just keep doing what you're doing..." Miranda then slid up Megan's body to kiss her passionately one more time before she sat up, straddling Megan. She started grinding her crotch against Megan's while she sensuously moaned to Megan. "Did you think you could make me orgasm and just get away with it? Now, its payback time... and I'm going to fuck you. So just lay there and take the punishment like a good girl should." Megan's eyes widened in mock horror. "I'm sorry Miri... please don't punish me too hard... mmm that's good..." she moaned in reply. Megan's breath was coming much harder now, and her hips rose to increase the friction with Miranda's crotch. Both of them moaned. Megan had never been this aroused in her life, not even when she had sex with Gunnery Chief Ashley Williams 2 years ago. A heat and a lot of wetness were building up in her vagina, and Miranda could feel it. The ability to invoke such a strong arousal in someone as heroic and strong as Megan gave Miranda a sense of power, and she was aroused like never before as well, and her sex was starting to get dripping wet once again. "Oh Miri, touch me now." Megan groaned in pleasure. "Of course, Commander. Anything you wish." Miranda smiled wolfishly as she slid off Megan and slid her index and middle fingers up and down Megan's soaking wet pussy lips. Megan arched her back, moaning and Miranda reached up and grabbed Megan's right breast, massaging it gently. "Please Miri, put your wonderful fingers into me." Megan nearly begged. With agonizing slowness, Miranda acceded to her request with her index and middle fingers, and began to stroke Megan's sensitive clit with her tongue.
"Oh Miri baby... faster please. Harder... yes harder! Uunghh yes! Just like that!" Megan gasped as Miranda sped up her licking and her fingering... and she stuck her ring finger in as well. "MMUUHHH! Oh Miri! You're... sooo wonderful... you feel so wonderful..." Megan moaned, roughly pulling Miranda's head deeper into her crotch. Miranda then fingered and licked Megan's vagina at an extremely rapid rate, determined to send Megan over the edge of pleasure. The results manifested itself after just 3 minutes, as Megan's moans started to grow in volume and intensity. Finally, Megan could not resist it anymore. "OH FUCK YES MIRI I'M CUMMING!OOOHHHH MY GOD!MIRI!" Megan screamed as she squirted her wetness into Miranda's eager mouth and her entire finely sculpted body spasmed in a powerful orgasm. Her head fell back onto the pillow, and her forehead was drenched in sweat. She was completely breathless, and tired, but even more satisfied. Miranda sensuously slid up her body and pressed her lips against hers, and Megan slid her tongue into Miranda's mouth, and Miranda responded likewise. Megan waited till Miranda fell back onto the bed before Megan interrupted the sound of their heavy breathing by turning to Miranda and asking her a question she had always wanted to ask.
"Miri baby? Can I ask you something?" Miranda turned to her and grinned a satisfied grin before replying. "Of course... Commander." She giggled. "Well... I was wondering if um... you ever had any...um...ah...erotic dreams about you and me performing every... sex act imaginable?" Megan asked coyly. Miranda's beautiful face turned bright red, and couldn't get her mouth to work for a minute before she managed to get it out. "Why... erm... actually... I did. Almost every night." "And did you ever masturbate yourself to a powerful orgasm in your sleep when you dreamed of us fucking?" Megan giggled with a mischievous grin on her face. "I did quite often... wait a minute. You had those dreams too, didn't you? And you gave yourself orgasms too?" Miranda laughed. "Smart girl, Miri. Here's your prize." Megan smirked as she rolled on top of Miranda and engaged her in another passionate lip lock. When they broke off the kiss after half a minute, Miranda asked Megan "Cassie honey, when we had sex in your dreams, which place appeared the most often? For me, it was a beautiful, deserted beach with clear blue sea water lapping against the shore." "Really, Miri? Because that is exactly the same place which I often dreamed we were making love at!" Megan looked amazed.
"Oh wow we dreamt almost exactly the same things!" Miranda exclaimed. "And Megan? When this mission is over, will you bring me to the beach? We'll go alone and carry out our fantasies, okay?" Miranda replied with a perverted smirk and a sly wink. "Of course Miri. I can't wait to ravage your sexy figure in the sand and surf." Megan replied with a salacious smile of her own. "Promise, Megan?" "Promise, Miri." They kissed passionately again before they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.
After 22 years, Megan and Miranda were finally reunited. They were finally sated emotionally and psychologically with the embrace and love of their first and only true loves.