Homeomorphism - Step 01 - Sex Stories

Homeomorphism - Step 01

... continued, it became increasingly difficult for her to stay focused. Charlotte's hand, the one that had been holding her waist tightly when the episode began, had slowly crept its way backwards until it was resting on Hayley's stomach. There, Charlotte's pristine black nails began to dance across her sensitive skin, tracing their way across her musculature, traveling up and down, ticking her. Hayley would look down at Charlotte periodically, always expecting to see her looking back mischievously. But she never was. As far as Hayley could tell, her entire focus was on the tv show, the movements of her hand unconscious. Every time her hand would travel up, it would push her top just a little higher, exposing more and more of her stomach beneath the soft blanket, until the hem of her top was flush with her bottom of her bra. From there, Charlotte's fingernails would trace their way down, following the contours of Hayley's stomach, all the way down where it would linger just above her waistband, tracing little circles atop her hip bones or below her navel, making her crotch twitch with excitement. Occasionally, Charlotte would stretch her hand all the way across Hayley's stomach, to her side, where she would gently drag all five of her nails across her ribs, sometimes over them like a washboard, sometimes through the individual spaces between.

Hayley's breath was growing heavier and heavier, seemingly going unnoticed by Charlotte whose attention was still entirely devoted ...

... to the misadventures of Walter White before them. Shamefully, she found herself hoping that Charlotte's fingernails would travel just a little lower, under her waistband, to the place so desperate for attention. But they never did, always lingering just above. Before she knew it, Hayley was watching the credits.

"Tha- that was good," Hayley choked out, "I didn't expect to-"

Hayley was cut off by a deep kiss, Charlotte having turned over and latched herself to Hayley's lips in an instant, wasting no time before invading Hayley's mouth with her tongue. She held Hayley there, only pulling away after feeling Hayley relax beneath her, a thin strand of saliva connecting their lips then snapping.

"Sorry," Charlotte said with a smile, clearly not sorry, "I've been holding that in all night."

Hayley smiled bashfully, a smile that turned quickly into an open-mouthed gasp as she felt Charlotte's hand break the invisible barrier of her waistband for the first time since her incessant teasing began.

"God, I can't fucking resist you," Charlotte growled into Hayley's ear, kissing it and biting it hungrily.

"Charlotte, I-" Hayley choked on her words as she felt her pants fully engulf Charlotte's hand, which was now resting on her compression shorts beneath.

"You know you don't need to wear these around me anymore," Charlotte softly reminded her, pinching and pulling at them.

"Charlotte, I...I can't." Hayley twisted her head until she met Charlotte's lips with hers, ...