Homeomorphism - Step 01 - Sex Stories

Homeomorphism - Step 01

... and wasn't quite sure where they were.

"I'm so sorry. I'm going to make it up to you, okay?"

"N- no, no, it's...um...it's okay."

Charlotte gave Hayley a kiss before rushing out of the bedroom, shouting to Hayley from the living room. "Take as much time as you need, I probably won't be back for another half hour, and I'll text before we get here. Take whatever clothes you need or anything else, okay?"

Hayley nodded, forgetting Charlotte couldn't see her.

"Okay, baby?"

"Oh- um...yeah! Okay!"

The sound of the door slamming behind Charlotte echoed throughout the empty house, leaving Hayley confused and naked on a bed that wasn't hers.

She left the house in a sort of trance, walking at an ambling pace to her car parked on the street. The leather seats were cold against her thighs and back as she sat down, startling her. With a glance, Hayley realized she had dressed in Charlotte's tiny clothes. It was too late to go back and change, as Charlotte's door bolted automatically behind her, and, in her daze, Hayley had forgotten her own clothing inside as well.

The drive home was short, but it didn't take long for the fog of her arousal to begin creeping back into her mind, staining her thoughts. She could feel a damp spot on her shorts every time she shifted in her seat. She felt so...empty.

She rushed into the bathroom as soon as she arrived home, ignoring Sophia's whoops and hollers at the sight of her clothing. She took as cold of a shower as she ...

... could, her second in under and hour, trying to scrub the arousal from her body, but the cold water tricking over her body felt like Charlottes fingers grazing up and down endlessly.

She locked herself in her room after spouting some quick, undercooked excuse to Sophia so she wouldn't worry, laying flat on her bed and breathing deeply. She tried as hard as she could to let the arousal fade away, as she had taught herself to do, but the ghost of Charlotte laid beside her, kissing her, breathing on her, stroking her outsides gingerly and rubbing her insides lovingly.

Hayley flipped herself over and buried her face deep into her pillow, crushing her head between her palms, hoping maybe she could squeeze the thoughts out. She felt her hips grind into the mattress against her will and Hayley groaned in frustration into her pillow.

She just wanted it to end.

If Charlotte would just come back for a minute. One minute was all Hayley needed. She didn't even care about the orgasm anymore. She just wanted the arousal to go away. But without Charlotte, it was hopeless.

Hayley couldn't do it herself. She couldn't...couldn't...

Hayley flipped herself back over, glaring at the ceiling.

Shecould do it herself.

It hadn't even been a month, but Hayley had grown so accustomed to Charlotte providing her relief that she entirely forgot she could do so herself.

Hayley didn't bother to turn off the lights as she normally would before frantically shoving her hand down her ...