Homeomorphism - Step 01 - Sex Stories

Homeomorphism - Step 01

... shorts. Shame and disgust washed over her like a cold shower, shocking her from her slumber.

Fuck. What the fuck.

Her dream was fading rapidly from her memory, but Hayley could still remember the desperation with which she screamed. With which she writhed and whined and begged.

Memories of her denied orgasms began to swirl around her head, making her dizzy. Charlotte had left her sweaty and desperate twice in a row, even if the second time was unintentional.

But Hayley had cum. She had dispelled the arousal herself.

So why couldn't she stop thinking about how it felt to be left helplessly staring over the precipice of release? To be stranded just a single stroke away?

Angrily - determined - she slid out of bed. Hayley was certain that two hours at the gym would be more than enough to make her forget about it entirely.

Cautiously, she peeked her head into the hallway, pleased to hear silence throughout the apartment. She crept quietly into the bathroom, emerging from an ice-cold shower 20 minutes later dressed in leggings and a sports bra. She rummaged through the kitchen pantry for some makeshift breakfast, deciding on a Clif bar that had been hiding behind boxes of cereal for god knows how long, hurriedly unwrapping it and holding it in her mouth as she filled up her water bottle and left the apartment.

She hit legs. Hard. Trying with all her might to exorcise the anger and confusion from her body. Hayley generally exercised with restraint, trying ...

... to look like the "hot girl at the gym" all the men expected her to be. Melanie liked to call them her "princess workouts" (although Hayley would never forget the night when, after half a bottle of Pink Whitney, Melanie admitted to Hayley just how much she admired the physique Hayley had built - a compliment that meant the world to Hayley given Melanie's gym-rat reputation). Today was not one of those days. Hayley strained herself, pushing to red-faced failure on every set. She could always tell when she had done a great job because men stopped approaching her during her rest periods.

As she drove home, sweaty and exhausted, her arousal was the last thing on her mind, so distant that she couldn't even remember she was trying to forget it in the first place. By the time she got home it had been nearly three hours, deciding to do some grocery shopping while she was out.

"Damn, you look hot," Sophia remarked as Hayley walked through the door.

"I look sweaty," Hayley corrected her absentmindedly as she put her groceries away.

"Hey what time do you want to leave tonight? Doors open at six."

"Hmm, eight?" Hayley retrieved her protein powder from the pantry above the oven and began to mix herself a smoothie for lunch. "We honestly only need to stay at Alpha for an hour."

If the girls could have it their way, they probably wouldn't even go to Alpha Phi Alpha at all. It was true that they threw the best parties, but any fun was canceled out by the self-righteous frat ...