Homeomorphism - Step 01 - Sex Stories

Homeomorphism - Step 01

... faux country accent, tipping his hat.

"Wait!" Sophia exclaimed in realization, "you were that boy talking to Hayley after class, right?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Well..." Sophia said with a smirk, "you look pretty different without a shirt on."

"Is that a compliment or an insult?"

"Oh, it's a compliment, trust me."

Hayley decided to slip away quietly while they spoke. She wasn't sure why she hadn't noticed it before, maybe because he was usually quiet, but Damien and Sophia were well suited for each other. He was tall, muscular, and "not white," Sophia's three criteria for any man she fucked, and if Hayley was any indication ofhis type, Sophia would fare well.

"Unbelievable." Melanie said dryly as they walked away.

"Hey, at least she got me out of there."

Sophia spent the rest of her time at Alpha chatting with her new cowboy. At one point the two of them disappeared, making Hayley nervous, but she found them shortly after on the couch. Hayley and Melanie spent their time wandering around, making small talk with the boys who approached them until they found an excuse to leave. Hayley kept her eye out for Mia's glimmering white hair to no avail. The president of the frat approached them at one point, talking Hayley's ear off about some new start-up he founded, or maybe it was a new cryptocurrency, she honestly couldn't remember.

The entire time, Hayley couldn't get Charlotte out of her head. She would drift off mid-conversation, imaging how good it would ...

... feel to be lying in her bed right now. Being kissed. Being touched. Just this once, she welcomed the thoughts, as they were the only think keeping her sane amidst the never-ending onslaught of NFTs and "once in a lifetime investment opportunities."

By the time the clock struck nine, Hayley and Melanie were itching to leave. Even Sophia had seemed to tire of Damien's drunken conversation, but was sure to get his number before they left.

Melanie and Sophia had both passed the threshold of tipsy by now, leaving Hayley alone with her thoughts as the two of them chatted happily about their plans at the next party.

Charlotte's cold fingers would feel so good on Hayley's hot, sticky skin right now. Her lips would feel so soft against her tired body. Her cock would feel so good pressing against her. Pressing into her...

Filling her.

Stretching her.

Claiming her.

Hayley was pulled out of her daze by a not-so-delicate tug from Melanie, the girls now in front of the much louder Sigma Phi Epsilon. The boys here weren't nearly as pretentious as those at Alpha, focusing far less on conversations and far more on party games, which was exactly what Melanie and Sophia wanted. In Hayley's opinion, it was just as bad, only for different reasons, but she would much rather spend her time with friends who were happy than friends who were miserable.

Any irritation Hayley felt towards the loud filthiness of the frat was immediately forgotten as she walked through the door and ...