Comfort Chain
This story involves a sexual content. Also this is my first FanFic so like don't hate on me ok thanks. :)
Good Morning
Alea was asleep in bed one afternoon. It was a restless night, unfortunately. The time was 3:00 PM.
She opened her eyes slowly. She lay on her back, blanket half on her. Her long, dark brown hair spread out on the bed.
She wore a T-shirt and a pair of High-Waist shorts.
“Mmm…shit.” She mumbled. “What time is it?” She checked.“Damn, I slept in.”
She yawned, and stretched out.
Her T-shirt rode up her stomach.
The afternoon sun beamed gently through the window, making her skin glisten.She sat up and ran her hand down her legs, before standing up and yawning again.
“I need a shower…” She said, pulling her arms above her head.
She unbuttoned her shorts, sliding them off with a sigh. Random thoughts filled her head. Her life, her family. She wished she could trust someone. Anyone. After all, having so much money, brings in a lot of needy people. She wanted someone, who wasn’t there for the money. Someone who was there because they enjoyed it. Someone to be there for her.
Alea turned on the shower, stepping in under the warm water and closing her eyes. It calmed her down a bit.
If only she could find someone. But she was impatient, and she knew this.
*Calm down, ‘Lea. You just turned eighteen only 6 months ago…* She told herself.
*It takes time…*
Alea sighed and opened her eyes. She stared at herself. Alea certainly was a stunning girl. Of course she knew that, and everyone else did too. But that just added to the problems
*What a great position im in.* she thought angrily. *Everyone only talks to me because they want my money or sex! That’s it!* She made a long, exasperated exhale.
“This fucking sucks.” She said aloud, the sadness clear in her voice.
She gazed at her body, the water pouring down on her. She was really hot, whether she liked it or not.
Something tugged at her in the back of her mind. She knew what it was. She had done it before…that sweet, captivating sensation.
The urge grew. She shook her head.
“Dammit, ‘Lea!” She scolded herself. “Stop thinking about this shit! You…” she paused. She was wet. “…know better.”
She finished quietly, but her tone was weak. One more time couldn’t hurt, right? It would only be her 3rd time.
*That’s not too bad…* she thought. She held her breath, fingers hovering over her opening
*Just one more. It’ll be quick.*