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- Sep 27, 2010
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Lexi had always been perceived as the 'sweet, innocent girl' who always concentrated hard on everything she did in life, though she was definatly far from that stereotype. Mostly the ones who presumed this were thinking of studies, any jobs she had to complete and more serious things. She had other things in mind. She had always been addicted to sex. Not just for the sex, but the company of another person, the warmth and the feeling of being wanted, loved. She never lacked someone she could go to for a quick fix, but she lacked friends. No one wanted to be friends with an addict after all, though most were addicted to something that they themselves didn't know about. It was human nature to have something to cling to.
The celing was so plain, she'd spend most of her mornings staring at them. A tanned arm slowly slid across her bare stomach under the covers and she quickly rolled her head of messy long blonde hair to face her latest lover. He was tall and muscular, short spiked black hair with tanned features and chocolate eyes which were staring at her sleepily right now. Lexi's own bright blue eyes stared back, almost emotionless. "Morning sweetheart." The man mumbled groggily, he had to have been in his late twenties to early thrities, where as she was only nineteen years of age. She didn't respond at first and continued to lay naked under the thin cream sheet. "Morning." She said before sitting up, letting the sheet fall away from her porcelin, smooth skin. The blonde obviously wasn't bothered about being naked, she was not shy nor embarrassed. After all, she'd done this plenty of times.
On occasion she'd get the odd male who thought their fling had been something more, but she had to disapoint them, which usually meant her turning them down flat without a second thought. Slidding from the bed, she quickly stood and stretched before looking around on the floor for her disguarded clothes. Everything appeared to be there apart from her panties. "Where's my underwear?" She asked, a stern hint to her voice as she turned to face the man in the bed who produced said item from under the sheets, holding them up in victory.
Lexi simply frowned. She hated playing games. "Pass them." She ordered, holding out a hand. The man said nothing and waited for her to move, so she did. Crawling onto the bed on all fours, she quickly reached out, only to be grabbed and pulled on top of the tanned male. "Let's go again. I have the day off work." He sounded husky, and she could feel he was already growing harder under her body which had been forced to straddle him. "No. I don't have time today." She grumbled, obviously not up for it, though she teased him by rolling her hips down against the sheets and up his body. He seemed pleased. The blonde quickly reached out and grabbed the black lace material that was in his hand and pulled it from him, quickly scrambling off him and standing up once more. "Come on, babe. You seemed up for it last night." He wasn't taking no for an answer. "At least stay for breakfast." Again, something she did not want to do.
"Last night was last night. Today is different." Lexi stepped into the material and pulled them up her creamy thighs before pulling her black mini-skirt up them too, buttoning and zipping it before adjusting it on herself. She then reached down for her matching bra which was decorated with a small pink ribbon in the clevage, she quickly pulled it on herself and did it up before pulling a yellow vest top over her head and down over her generous chest. Flattening the material, she picked up her large, girly handbag, which was a white and silver colour, and she produced a brush. Taking as little time as she had to, she scanned through her hair to make it presentable and then stored it away again. "I'm leaving." And with that, she disappeared out the bedroom door without so much as a backward glance and left the mans home.
Yawning, she glanced up to the sky, which happened to be bright for a change. The sun was out and beaming down on her skin gently. It felt good, though she really needed a shower after last night. Lexi had to catch a bus back into the centre of town, and then another back to her home. It wasn't a long ride, only fifthteen minutes or so. Thanking the bus driver, she stepped out onto the pavement and made her way down the street, turning a left at the crossroad. As she did so, she heard her mobile vibrate and her ringtone sound from the depths of her bag. The girl quickly rumaged through to find it and opened it up. A text message.
It read, 'Lexi! Want to come over today? Parents are out of the house and I wanted to hang out with you. From, Alex.' Alex was a very good friend of hers, the only 'friend' she hadn't slept with, or even considered sleeping with. He was a best friend and nothing else, though his brother was rather interesting in her eyes. Those blue eyes shone as she paused on the street to text back with quick fingers. She sent, 'Alex! Of course. I'd love to come over. Just have to get home and nip in the shower, will be about thrity minutes, ok? Wait for me. Love, Lexi.' Smiling cheerfully, she made it home as quickly as she could. Even though she was nineteen and only had a part time job, she managed the rent and extra's rather nicely, sometime she got a little extra for her generous favours. Once inside, she dropped her bag at the door and went to jump in the shower.
Only ten minutes had passed when she had exited, damp and dressed in only a short towel. Drying herself as quickly as she could, she slipped on a pair of fresh underwear, a baby blue lace set decorated with white ribbons and such. Then another black mini-skirt, this one flared out a little, and a baby blue vest top with a black cropped jacket that was decorated at the end of the long sleeves with silver glitter and girly patterns. Drying her long blond hair with the hairdryer took a while, but once it was done, she quickly slapped on some mascara and eyeliner, along with a baby pink lip gloss and was ready to go out again. Picking up her bag at the door, Lexi slipped on a pair of black sandles with a tiny heel and then was out the door again within minutes.
It was lucky Alex only lived around the corner from her, so she was there rather quickly with five minutes to spare. Standing at the door, she pressed down the material on her stomach and then fixed her hair one last time before balling her right hand into a fist and knocking gently on the door, waiting patiently for a reply.
The celing was so plain, she'd spend most of her mornings staring at them. A tanned arm slowly slid across her bare stomach under the covers and she quickly rolled her head of messy long blonde hair to face her latest lover. He was tall and muscular, short spiked black hair with tanned features and chocolate eyes which were staring at her sleepily right now. Lexi's own bright blue eyes stared back, almost emotionless. "Morning sweetheart." The man mumbled groggily, he had to have been in his late twenties to early thrities, where as she was only nineteen years of age. She didn't respond at first and continued to lay naked under the thin cream sheet. "Morning." She said before sitting up, letting the sheet fall away from her porcelin, smooth skin. The blonde obviously wasn't bothered about being naked, she was not shy nor embarrassed. After all, she'd done this plenty of times.
On occasion she'd get the odd male who thought their fling had been something more, but she had to disapoint them, which usually meant her turning them down flat without a second thought. Slidding from the bed, she quickly stood and stretched before looking around on the floor for her disguarded clothes. Everything appeared to be there apart from her panties. "Where's my underwear?" She asked, a stern hint to her voice as she turned to face the man in the bed who produced said item from under the sheets, holding them up in victory.
Lexi simply frowned. She hated playing games. "Pass them." She ordered, holding out a hand. The man said nothing and waited for her to move, so she did. Crawling onto the bed on all fours, she quickly reached out, only to be grabbed and pulled on top of the tanned male. "Let's go again. I have the day off work." He sounded husky, and she could feel he was already growing harder under her body which had been forced to straddle him. "No. I don't have time today." She grumbled, obviously not up for it, though she teased him by rolling her hips down against the sheets and up his body. He seemed pleased. The blonde quickly reached out and grabbed the black lace material that was in his hand and pulled it from him, quickly scrambling off him and standing up once more. "Come on, babe. You seemed up for it last night." He wasn't taking no for an answer. "At least stay for breakfast." Again, something she did not want to do.
"Last night was last night. Today is different." Lexi stepped into the material and pulled them up her creamy thighs before pulling her black mini-skirt up them too, buttoning and zipping it before adjusting it on herself. She then reached down for her matching bra which was decorated with a small pink ribbon in the clevage, she quickly pulled it on herself and did it up before pulling a yellow vest top over her head and down over her generous chest. Flattening the material, she picked up her large, girly handbag, which was a white and silver colour, and she produced a brush. Taking as little time as she had to, she scanned through her hair to make it presentable and then stored it away again. "I'm leaving." And with that, she disappeared out the bedroom door without so much as a backward glance and left the mans home.
Yawning, she glanced up to the sky, which happened to be bright for a change. The sun was out and beaming down on her skin gently. It felt good, though she really needed a shower after last night. Lexi had to catch a bus back into the centre of town, and then another back to her home. It wasn't a long ride, only fifthteen minutes or so. Thanking the bus driver, she stepped out onto the pavement and made her way down the street, turning a left at the crossroad. As she did so, she heard her mobile vibrate and her ringtone sound from the depths of her bag. The girl quickly rumaged through to find it and opened it up. A text message.
It read, 'Lexi! Want to come over today? Parents are out of the house and I wanted to hang out with you. From, Alex.' Alex was a very good friend of hers, the only 'friend' she hadn't slept with, or even considered sleeping with. He was a best friend and nothing else, though his brother was rather interesting in her eyes. Those blue eyes shone as she paused on the street to text back with quick fingers. She sent, 'Alex! Of course. I'd love to come over. Just have to get home and nip in the shower, will be about thrity minutes, ok? Wait for me. Love, Lexi.' Smiling cheerfully, she made it home as quickly as she could. Even though she was nineteen and only had a part time job, she managed the rent and extra's rather nicely, sometime she got a little extra for her generous favours. Once inside, she dropped her bag at the door and went to jump in the shower.
Only ten minutes had passed when she had exited, damp and dressed in only a short towel. Drying herself as quickly as she could, she slipped on a pair of fresh underwear, a baby blue lace set decorated with white ribbons and such. Then another black mini-skirt, this one flared out a little, and a baby blue vest top with a black cropped jacket that was decorated at the end of the long sleeves with silver glitter and girly patterns. Drying her long blond hair with the hairdryer took a while, but once it was done, she quickly slapped on some mascara and eyeliner, along with a baby pink lip gloss and was ready to go out again. Picking up her bag at the door, Lexi slipped on a pair of black sandles with a tiny heel and then was out the door again within minutes.
It was lucky Alex only lived around the corner from her, so she was there rather quickly with five minutes to spare. Standing at the door, she pressed down the material on her stomach and then fixed her hair one last time before balling her right hand into a fist and knocking gently on the door, waiting patiently for a reply.