Homeomorphism - Step 01 - Sex Stories

Homeomorphism - Step 01

... compression shorts. Relief washed over her as Hayley slipped her own fingers inside of herself. Her body relaxed and her eyes drifted closed as she slid a second hand under her waistband and began to rub at her clit. She felt an uncomfortable pressure as her cock hardened beneath the tight fabric of her shorts. With much difficulty, she managed to peel her hand away from her clit, rubbing her insides more roughly with the other to compensate, and used it to tug at her waistband. She pulled it down only as far as necessary, eager for her hand to return.

As the liquid warmth of relief coursed throughout her veins, Hayley found herself craving the pleasure of an orgasm again. She imagined it was Charlotte touching her. Teasing her. Hayley bent her wrist forcefully, trying to touch herself deeper as Charlotte would, but she couldn't. She felt herself being pulled out of the moment and quickly slid her fingers out, using them instead to pinch at her nipples through her shirt, Charlotte's presence returning beside her. She tried to imagine Charlotte's voice in her ear, soothing her, commanding her, praising her, but she could only replay moments that had already happened, incapable of imagining new words.

But that was enough. Hayley felt herself teetering atop the cliffs edge and she quickly slid her hand from her clit up her shaft where she began to stroke, choosing to leave her other hand pinching and pulling at her nipple. Hayley braced herself for her orgasm, imagining ...

... Charlotte's voice granting her permission to cum as she tipped over the cliffs edge and began her descent. She felt her body stiffen and her balls tighten, the fuzzy whiteness creeping around the edges of her brain, smothering her thoughts as cum sprayed violently from the cock held firmly in her grasp.

Then it was over. Suddenly and all together, the pleasure went away. Hayley had expected something grander. She expected the world to disappear around her, only to awaken from her mindless state feeling peaceful and fulfilled. But it hadn't. She hadn't. It was just...over, as if it had been no more than any one of her other, countless, ordinary orgasms.

Hayley did her best to ignore the disappointment creeping around her thoughts, focusing instead on her newfound clarity. It had worked. The arousal was gone.

Oh fuck. Goddamn it.

Hayley looked down with disgust at her shirt, now covered with ropes of cum. She forgot that Charlotte's mouth wasn't there to collect it. Surgically, she removed the shirt and took it to the bathroom where she rinsed it off as best she could before tossing it in her clothes hamper. She reluctantly took one final shower, three being excessive even for her, before putting on a new pair of clothes and exiting her room.

"That was quick." Sophia said with a smile.

Hayley's eyes widened fearfully before realizing that Sophia must be talking about the excuse she came up with.

Shit. What did I tell her?

Assignment. Right.

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