Homeomorphism - Step 01 - Sex Stories

Homeomorphism - Step 01

... all of it was worth it if it meant Charlotte got to see it too.

Charlotte stood on her tippy toes and craned her neck to kiss the taller girl who, in her heels, stood at 6' 2".

"My beautiful, stunning angel," she whispered.

Charlotte gently sat Hayley back down on the bed, kneeling down herself to delicately undo the straps of Hayley's high heels, sliding them off with care and massaging each foot, certain that Hayley was sore.

"As much as I wish you did, I can't imagine you dressed up like this just for me. Where were you?"

It took Hayley a moment to realize Charlotte had asked her a question, her mind lost in the sensation of Charlottes soft hands kneading and stretching her feet so firmly.

"Um...just at some stupid parties. Mia was there, she...um...she said she missed you."

Hayley could see Charlotte trying to stifle a smile.

"And you? Didyou miss me?"

Hayley nearly choked on her own breath. "D- did I...?"

"Well, that's why you're here, isn't it?" Charlotte stood up so she was looking down at Hayley's flustered expression. "Or am I mistaken?"

"N- no...I...I missed you."

"Mmhmm." Charlotte leaned forwards, watching as Hayley did the same, her lips parting in anticipation. Charlotte pulled away just before they met. "Is that...the only reason?"

Hayley looked away nervously, nodding her head in an entirely unconvincing performance.

"So then...you don't want to kiss me?"

Hayley's eyes snapped back to Charlotte's, wide and ...

... pleading.

"Oh, you do?"

Hayley head moved up and down in small but frantic nods.

Charlotte could feel her pussy twitching. The sight of Hayley Strickland - calm, refined, disinterested Hayley Strickland - unable to form a complete sentence, quivering beneath her, drove Charlotte wild.

She kissed Hayley lightly, enjoying the desperation with which Hayley kissed her back. Charlotte let her take control, becoming no more than a pair of lips for Hayley to satisfy her longing. But before Hayley could fully satiate herself, Charlotte pulled away.

"Is that all? Just kissing?"

"I want you to touch me."

Charlotte was momentarily taken aback by the request, not expecting Hayley to admit it so readily. Hayley looked just as surprised.

"I didn't...I mean...I-"

"Shh," Charlotte hushed with a grin, "thank you for telling me, pretty girl."

Charlotte resumed her kissing, taking the lead this time. She grabbed softly against Hayley's body as they kissed, pulling her deeper. Slowly, she slid her knee onto the bed so it rested between Hayley's legs, inching it as far under Hayley's short leather skirt as she could. She filled with satisfaction as Hayley slid forward the rest of the way, letting Charlotte's thigh push her skirt up, exposing her compression shorts beneath.

Hayley humped Charlotte's knee lightly, as though it were more of an unconscious response than a deliberate decision. Charlotte liked the thought of that.

"You're so needy, baby. I thought you ...