Page 26 of Kingmakers, Graduation

She prowls around the chair, never taking her eyes off Kylie, letting her fingertips trail along the seat back. As she comes around the front again, she whips her hair so the wild dark waves flow like a waterfall down her back, dropping to the carpet, crawling over on hands and knees.

There’s nothing subservient about this movement. Sabrina’s stalking like a tiger. Kylie sits back in the chair, breathing heavily, her eyes fixed on Sabrina’s face.

I can see Sabrina’s asscheeks exposed beneath the short skirt, and the marquise shape of her neat little pussy glistening in the lamplight. Like her nipples, her pussy is darker than her skin, which strikes me as undeniably womanly and erotic, especially when contrasted with the baby pink paleness of the blonde in the chair.

Sabrina reaches Kylie. She sits back on her haunches, pushing up Kylie’s skirt. She seizes the band of Kylie’s thong in her teeth and pulls it down the length of her legs, spitting it aside.

Then she stands once more, pulling her own dress overhead, baring her nude body.

My jaw drops.

I’ve imagined Sabrina naked a thousand times.

Never once did I get it right.

I could never dream up a body like hers. Curves like a Stradivarius, skin glowing like bronze, every millimeter of her designed with lust in mind.

This is no angel fallen from heaven; the devil made Sabrina, and he knew what he was doing.

Sabrina sits down on Kylie’s lap, grinding her ass against the other girl. She lifts Kylie’s hands and places them on her breasts like she’s a stripper at a club giving permission to a John.

Kylie touches her with reverence. She runs her hands over smooth brown skin that gleams like silk, down to Sabrina’s tight waist, and then to those exaggerated hips that make me want to throw Sabrina over the bed and mount her like an animal.

I’m storing up every second of this, because I know I’m gonna run it through my head over and over and over again.

My mouth is salivating, my balls boiling.

Sabrina reaches down between her legs and finds Kylie’s pussy. She rubs the shell-pink pussy as if it were her own, her delicate fingertips drawing exquisite pants and moans from the other girl.

I watch exactly how she touches the other girl so I can imitate it later. I watch how lightly she dances her fingertips over the exposed clit, how slowly and sensually she builds the waves of pleasure, how she varies her touch, never staying too long in one place.

The sounds she draws out of Kylie are insanely erotic. She has complete control of the other girl. Kylie’s head is thrown back, her eyes half-closed, lids fluttering. The moans coming out of her are low and guttural, shooting up into high whimpers and pleading;

“Oh yes baby, yes baby, pleeeeease … ohhh, exactly like that …”

Kylie cups Sabrina’s breasts in her hands, pulling on her nipples. Sabrina leans her head back against Kylie’s shoulder, eyes closed in ecstasy, grinding with sinuous grace.

The doubling effect of two beautiful women stacked on each other is warping my mind. Sabrina looks like Shiva, four arms and four legs, glowing like a goddess. I want to fall on my knees and worship her.

I cross the space between us in two steps, dropping in front of her and burying my face in that perfect pussy. Her taste and scent fill my mouth, rich and intoxicating.

Sabrina lets out a long groan, arching her back so her breasts press harder against Kylie’s palms.

I slip my fingers inside of Kylie, using my hand on one girl and my mouth on the other. I can hear them moaning together, Kylie soft and light, Sabrina low and husky.

I lick Sabrina’s pussy in slow, measured strokes, softly lapping at her clit. Building her pleasure in layers, like a pearl. Listening for each gasp and groan, finding exactly what she likes and then hitting it again and again and again.

“Ahhh!” Sabrina gasps. “Don’t stop!”

I wouldn’t stop if this whole hotel were burning down around us. I’m not stopping till she fucking explodes.

Sabrina starts shaking like she’s hooked up to a generator. Thrusting both hands into my hair, she presses my face against her pussy, grinding against my tongue, crying out, “Ohhhhhh my fucking GOD!”

I keep licking until she lets go of me, until she slumps back against Kylie, limp and weak.

I scoop her up, carrying her over to the bed and throwing her down on top of it.

Then I grab Kylie and lift her out of the chair, setting her down directly on top of Sabrina.

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