Homeomorphism - Step 01 - Sex Stories

Homeomorphism - Step 01

... go. Nothing she could do against Hayley's bigger, stronger body.

Hayley brushed her lips against Charlotte's, pulling away every time Charlotte tried to kiss her back, grinning in satisfaction as Charlotte's attempts became more and more desperate.

"Say please," Hayley whispered. Charlotte felt her pussy twitch, embarrassed that Hayley's behavior was exciting her, but not wanting it to stop.

"Fuck you," Charlotte whispered back through heavy breath, still trying to reach Hayley's lips with her own.

Hayley tsked, shaking her head disapprovingly as she groped Charlotte's firm ass, "maybe I should leave until you learn some manners."

"Uh huh," Charlotte pretended to entertain the offer, "or maybe I should chain you to my bed so you can never leave again. Keep you as my helpless little sex slave for the rest of your life. How does that sound?" Charlotte dove forwards, hungry, thrilled to find Hayley's lips frozen in place before her. She pulled away quickly, trying to leave Hayley desperate, a satisfied grin spread across her face.

Hayley was looking back at her with a skeptical concern.

"Um..." Charlotte cleared her throat, backing up, "I'm sorry, I didn't...that was weird...I just..."

Hayley smiled kindly, shaking her head. "It's...it's okay. I've heard less tempting offers."

Charlotte looked away, dejected, replaying her own voice over and over again in her head.

"You know Dylan Sheenan?" Hayley chucked softly, trying to dispel the tension. ...

... "He once asked if he could finger me in the bathroom, and when I said no, he called me a 'stuck up bitch' and said he couldn't understand 'why I would decline a free fingering.'"

Charlotte exhaled a small, breathy laugh.

"Oh, and on the last day of high school, a guy I knew for four years DMed me to ask if I could step on his face while he jerked off. Then, after I left him on read for a week, he said it was just a joke and his friends dared him to ask."

A smile was creeping on Charlotte's face now, and she could look Hayley in the eyes again.

"You're honestly lucky you don't have guys throwing themselves at you all the time, it's exhausting."

Charlotte smile quickly faded away. "Yeah...uh...I guess being ugly has its advantages."

"I- wha- no, Charlotte, that's not what I meant."

Charlotte stepped back, out of Hayley's embrace.

"No, you're right," she shrugged, her expression a mix of anger and desolation. "I've never had anybody do something like that. People don't even ask me out."

"Hey," Hayley took Charlotte hands, "you're beautiful, Charlotte. And hot. Like...seriously hot. I'm a lesbian, you know I mean it. You're just..."

"A loser?"

"Shy." Hayley squeezed Charlotte's hands.

"Jackie is shy. Lily is shy. And people still talk to them." "You just need to put yourself out there, Charlotte."

"Yeah?" Charlotte glared at Hayley. "Instead of always staring at people like a weirdo?"

Hayley's shoulders sank. "No...I- that wasn't- I ...