Homeomorphism - Step 01 - Sex Stories

Homeomorphism - Step 01

... help?"

Charlotte contemplated the offer, sighing tiredly, eventually shrugging with an eyeroll. The girls reclined in silence, independently admiring the notable blandness of the clouds above them.

"Do you think she's a bad person?"

Avery scoffed. "Yeah, she's a total bitch."

"No, not like that. Like...abad person."

Avery exhaled in thought. "I don't know. Aren't we all?"

***

Hayley sauntered into her apartment, exhausted from the long day. Immediately, she heard the sound of a door fly open and rapid footsteps racing towards her. Sophia shot out from the hallway, her fuzzy socks almost causing her to slip on the hardwood floor.

Hayley looked at her with a tired smile. "Let me take a shower and then I'll tell you all about it."

Sophia squeaked in glee.

"But I'm not telling you who it was!" Hayley shouted, already disappearing into her room.

She came out of the bathroom after a long, hot shower, feeling refreshed. Sophia was lying across the couch on her belly, her feet twirling in the air and her head propped atop her palms.

"I want details," she said expectantly.

"You just want an excuse to hear about lesbian sex, you closet pervert." Hayley smirked, taking a seat by Sophia's head, letting her turn over and rest it on Hayley's lap.

"First of all, I'm not closeted. You know I'm only gay for you and Emma Mackey," Sophia corrected her. "But yes, I want the details so I can think about it the next time Liam fucks me."

Hayley ...

... twinged. She hadn't heard that name before. "Liam?"

"No, no. You're not allowed to be jealous after fucking another woman. Clearly, I'm not enough for you." Sophia turned her nose up in pretend jealousy.

"Fuck you," Hayley laughed, "who's Liam?"

"He's a basketball player. It doesn't matter."

"Woah, a college one?"

"Yes! Stop trying to change the subject. Tell me about your secret lover!" Sophia exclaimed, clearly tired of waiting.

"Okay, okay," Hayley smiled. Under any other circumstances she would feel disgusted talking about it, but for whatever reason, with Sophia, Hayley felt no reservation. Maybe it was because they flirted so much? It didn't matter.

"First of all, we didn't actually have sex. It was just hand stuff."

Sophia rolled her eyes. "That's basically sex for lesbians."

"Oh yeah? You would know?"

Sophia swatted at Hayley. "Keep talking. And start from the beginning, I want you to paint me a picture of this woman."

Hayley talked to Sophia for almost two hours. She confessed that all her recent late-night meetings had been with the mystery woman, eliciting an excited whoop from Sophia who "knew it all along." She told her about all the things they had in common. How smart she was and how cute. She recounted their many conversations. Their stargazing. Their first night together.

She didn't tell Sophia everything, of course. She decided to keep her description of the sex brief, feeling a familiar tingling in her crotch at the memory. She ...