Homeomorphism - Step 01 - Sex Stories

Homeomorphism - Step 01

... holding her in a kiss as she gently pulled Charlotte's hand from her pants. She pushed the smaller girl down to the couch and slowly crawled atop her, holding her firmly by the ribs, intensifying her kisses, trying desperately to take control of the situation. Charlotte felt so delicate in Hayley's hands. She presented herself so commandingly that it was easy to forget how small she really was.

"I was thinking I could take care of you tonight" Hayley offered, sounding slightly more confident now. Charlotte grinned. She didn't resist Hayley's advance, but it was clear to both girls that she was still in charge.

"I don't think so" she whispered, twisting her hips rhythmically so her thigh rubbed against the bulge in Hayley's pants.

Hayley's eyes drifted closed and her mouth parted with a desperate breath, but she quickly corrected herself, pulling her hips away.

"Come on," Charlotte coaxed, chasing Hayley with a devilish grin, "stop playing hard to get."

"Wait...I...I-"

"Don't you want to cum again?" Charlotte reached down to place her hand directly on Hayley's crotch.

"Charlotte I can't!" Hayley shouted, her voice afraid. Charlotte immediately withdrew her hand. Her face, seductive and tempting just a moment ago, was now afraid and confused.

"I...I...Hayley I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...I didn't..." Charlotte bit her lower lip to stop it from quivering, the blue of her eyes lacking its usual frigidity, masked by the glossy sheen of tears to ...

... come.

Hayley quickly sat up and reached out to Charlotte who had fallen back to the other side of the couch, taking Charlotte's cold hands in hers, holding them tightly.

"Hey," she spoke softly, as if any loud noise might shake Charlotte's tears loose. "It's not you. I promise. I just...not tonight. I can't tonight." Hayley sat silently, waiting until Charlotte finally looked at her. "I'm sorry. I should have told you earlier." Hayley slid toward Charlotte, then, with a smile, pulled on Charlotte's arms as she laid back, so Charlotte landed squarely on top of her where Hayley trapped her with a hug. Charlotte buried her face in Hayley's chest, wiping the wetness from her eyes on Hayley's top.

After drying off, Charlotte looked up, resting her chin between Hayley's breasts. Her face was still sorrowful, but it was marked by a distinct curiosity as well. "Tonight? Why...what's wrong with tonight?"

Hayley shook her head with a pursed smile. "It's nothing. Just...something I'm doing."

Charlotte's curiosity grew. She slid off Hayley, squeezing between her and the back of the couch and resting her head beside Hayley's.

"What is it?"

"N- nothing. It's stupid."

Charlotte nuzzled against Hayley, whispering softly into her ear. "Please?"

Hayley, her gaze fixed on the ceiling, exhaled in defeat. Charlotte's voice had a desperation that she hadn't heard before. "It's just...I don't...I try..." She shifted uncomfortably. "I don't like to touch myself...there...too ...