Graduation Weekend: Part One

Marley wakes with a pounding head, her dark hair matted and a silver bar glinting at her navel. Across the pool, Kylie stands in last night’s tank top and shorts, blonde hair wild. They start to clear bottles and cups, yet the mess feels trivial next to the words Kylie suddenly lets spill: she has wanted Marley since their first lecture together. Marley answers with a slow, sure kiss. When she pulls back, she lifts Kylie’s shirt, drawing one full, bare breast into her mouth. Kylie’s nipples tighten under the soft pull of teeth and tongue. In the same motion Marley pops the button on her own jeans; Kylie tugs them down, exposing smooth skin and the glint of another small piercing just above her cleft. They sink onto a lounge chair. Kylie settles between Marley’s parted thighs, tongue tracing the slick heat, two fingers sliding inside the snug grip. Marley arches, moaning, then shifts to return the favor—her mouth eager, her fingers thick and curling. Blonde hair brushes dark as their tongues lap and their hands work in steady rhythm, each woman’s cunt tightening, flooding, until they come hard against each other’s mouths in shared, shaking release.