Homeomorphism - Step 01 - Sex Stories

Homeomorphism - Step 01

... on the three girls every time they scored and offering to help every time they missed. As the table grew louder, Hayley grew irritated. It wasn't even what the boys said (although that certainly didn't help), it was how they said it. Loud and slurred, spitting everywhere. It was disgusting.

Hayley was quick to duck back indoors the second the game ended, scanning up and down the frat house for any sign of Mia's sparkling white hair. It was nowhere to be found. Without anything to distract her, thoughts of Charlotte were beginning to worm their way back into her consciousness again.

As she walked aimlessly throughout the crowded house, every brush against her exposed skin reminded Hayley of Charlotte's fingers. Fingers creeping up and down her stomach. Fingers ticking the insides of her thighs and her ribs. Fingers slipping beneath her skirt. Playing with her. Squeezing her. She kept turning her head, thinking she could hear Charlotte's voice calling out from behind her, only to realize it was her imagination whispering to her. Soon, it was the only thing she could hear. The sound of a thousand voices was drowned out by a single, sweet purr, praising Hayley for doing as she was told. Encouraging her to take control of her body. Reminding her that she deserved to feel good.

Granting her permission to cum.

Tomorrow. Hayley just had to wait until tomorrow.

No. Tuesday. You have to wait until Tuesday.

Fuck.

Hayley rushed back outside, hoping the cold October ...

... air would help cool her off, but the voice inside her head only grew louder.

It was calling to her. Drawing her further and further away from the loud, idiotic sounds of the party. Drawing her somewhere warm. Somewhere safe.

Hayley wanted to be there. So badly, she wanted to be there. But she couldn't, because...because...

...why couldn't she be there?

Hayley walked to the edge of the lawn, doing her best to hide behind a large tree, and called Charlotte's phone.

No answer.

She called again.

No answer.

Could she just show up? Would Charlotte be mad?

Hayley's brain didn't have the energy to consider all the possibilities. It would be okay. She could just leave if Charlotte didn't want her there.

Hayley snuck over to Melanie, careful to avoid Sophia who she knew wouldn't let her leave.

"I'm going to head out. Make sure Soph gets home safe?"

Melanie nodded, and Hayley was gone.

***

21 minutes later, Hayley was stepping out of her Uber onto Charlotte's front lawn. Her driver had been a friendly old man, eager to ask Hayley questions about her night and her schooling, but Hayley had been too preoccupied with her thoughts to respond with more than one- or two-word responses. She felt like a kid on her way to the amusement park, a pit of excitement and fear brewing deep within her stomach.

Now, standing in front of Charlotte's house, Hayley felt suddenly unsure of herself.

What would she tell Charlotte? That she just wanted to see her? ...