Homeomorphism - Step 01 - Sex Stories

Homeomorphism - Step 01

... sounds nice."

"Orrr..." Charlotte began, avoiding eye contact and rocking back and forth on her heels in a display of pretend sheepishness, drawing out the moment, "we could...go lie on my bed and make out?"

Charlotte's eyes snapped back to Hayley's, pleased to see the excitement that had been there a moment ago returning. Hayley just nodded.

As she always did, Charlotte ran quickly into the bathroom while Hayley got comfortable on the bed. The towel that she sat upon, the one that tickled the undersides of her legs, felt strange to Hayley. Uncomfortable. As she sat there, Hayley felt unsure for the first time all day. Unsure if she could really do this. Unsure if it was even what she wanted.

Hayley shifted uncomfortably on the bed. Why was she here again? Was this really the only reason she came? Why had she been so eager at Charlotte's doorstep? That wasn't like her. Was her body winning again? Was it tricking her into this? Was she giving into her weakness?

Why is this towel so fucking uncomfortable?

All of Hayley's thoughts were silenced in an instant as she heard the bathroom door click open. It was like Charlotte's room was only big enough to fit the two girls, nothing more. So as Charlotte stepped into the room, all of Hayley's thoughts - all of her fears - were forced out the window. There was no room for them anymore.

Hayley's eyes were immediately drawn to Charlotte's enormous bulge, visible even from across the room, the lose fabric of her ...

... pajama bottoms providing no resistance whatsoever. She watched, transfixed, as it swayed gently from side to side with each one of Charlotte's steps, shamefully withdrawing her gaze as Charlotte stopped beside the bed.

"I want to talk with you before we do anything, okay?" Charlotte said sweetly.

Hayley nodded.

Charlotte crawled onto the bed and laid down, encouraging Hayley to do the same so they were facing each other. Charlotte took Hayley's hands in her own, kissing them softly.

"No matter what happens tonight, no matter what we do, I want you to know that I am so fucking proud of you, Hayley."

Hayley brow furrowed and her lips formed a small pout, looking confused, almost fearful.

"You lasted four days. Four days straight!" Charlotte was laughing with joy. "I knew you could."

Hayley looked away with red cheeks and a tiny smile. Charlotte drew her gaze back with a gentle hand.

"See? You control your body, Hayley. Not the other way around."

"It was only because-"

Charlotte quickly slapped her hand over Hayley's mouth, muffling her speech.

"Don't you dare. You did this. Nobody and nothing else. You."

Hayley relaxed in Charlotte's grip, admitting defeat.

Charlotte gently released her. "Say it."

"Charlotte," Hayley whined, "I don't like-"

"Say it. Please."

"I...I did it."

"Yeah, you did," Charlotte said with a grin. She pulled Hayley close, and, between light, intermittent kisses, continued to speak.

"I'm also...very proud of ...