Sexy Girl Next Door Novels & Stories

Only sheer willpower kept him back. I reached Selena’s room. I knocked once. The door opened quickly. Selena stood there, smiling softly. She was dressed in a silk nightgown. Her hair was brushed over one shoulder. “Kayden! I was just....” I didn’t let her finish. I grabbed her wrist hard and shoved the door open. She gasped as I stepped inside and slammed the door behind me. She stumbled back but I held on, dragging her forward. “Kayden...what are you...."

She said, not realizing that Chloe and her best friend, Sophia were walking toward the elevator as well. Sophia and Chloe stopped and Sophia whispered to her. “Isn’t that the woman from that night?” Chloe was a little surprised as well. She didn’t think Gianna would turn out to be the woman from that night. Obviously, she didn’t know Gianna was Selena. Selena was wearing a black, V cut dress that showed a little bit of her cleavage. Her hair and makeup was all done and she looked like a goddess, matching her persona. She looked slightly different though thanks to her heavy contouring and red lips.

For a moment, she paused and sighed, steadying herself. Then she pushed the door open and stepped inside. The interior was exactly as she remembered—expensive, elegant, and utterly cold. The marble floors gleamed beneath her feet. In her room, Selena sat on her bed with her iPad resting on her knees. The screen glowed brightly as her fingers moved across it, scrolling through colorful videos that chimed and chirped with manufactured cheer. When she heard the door open downstairs, she lifted her head quickly. "Daddy?" she called out excitedly.

Without wasting another second, Selene washed up, scrubbing herself clean of the underground filth. She made use of the girls’ clothes, shoes, and makeup to look like one of them, transforming herself from the haunted girl down there to someone else entirely. She was glowing, exceptionally beautiful. She also made sure not to put on too much makeup, because from what the girls had said, it seemed this Lennox Zephyr was attracted to innocent-looking girls. Outside the dressing room, as she walked, her hips swaying side to side, every head turned toward her. Who is this new innocent-looking yet hot stripper?

The seat for the bleachers seemed too small for him and he had his hair in an onyx ponytail. “Don’t frighten her so much. She’s supposed to like us Teddy.” This time I actually squeaked. The voice came from my left and instead of a husk, it sounded like something that would put you to sleep. A sirens voice. It was the other person from yesterday. Her eyes were so grey it was almost translucent. Her hair was a platinum blonde pixie cut and she had piercings on every part of her face. “Hi,I’m Selena. Teddy is just a tiny bit socially inept. Don’t pay him any attention.”

she leaned forward towards him and tilt her head, her breath fanning his neck. "Hey...I'm selene....and I wanna make you cum''

“I don’t feel that good today. Can you tell Lacy that I’ll skip tonight? I have this shitty feeling that I’d puke on some asshole’s dick, if I do the round today.” Gia talked over the phone as she paced in her mini kitchen, only clad in a thong and fish net bra, she shook her ass to the tune of her favorite song, RODEO by LAH PAT booming softly from her speaker. "You have fine luck today. Lacy also called in sick. I’ll make sure you don’t get a spank on the ass tomorrow.” Rachel chuckled.

Then he made his way out of the room, closing the door. Cassie was now left alone; she did not even feel like crying anymore. The guy had distracted her from her puddle of depression. And knowing herself, she knew that she was not going to sleep any time soon. So she made her way to her suitcases and started unpacking them. This was a great way to distract herself from bawling her eyes out. The next morning, miles away from where the blonde girl was, Selena was up at 6 A.M. She was beyond excited about her sister. She has never been this happy in a long while. Last night, her mom and her had come home after the meeting with the doctor.

I said, already heading toward the door. When I opened it, a girl stood there—pretty in a way that felt effortless. Long hair, soft smile, confidence in her posture. Her eyes flicked past me instantly and landed on Elijah. “Oh!” she said brightly. “You must be—” “Elijah!” she said over my shoulder, stepping forward like she belonged there. “I didn’t know you’d be here.” My chest tightened. Just a little. Elijah smiled, confused but polite. “Hey… uh—Lena, right?”

Aunt Sema and her girls were asleep and since it was Sunday, everyone would just wake up late I imagined. I quickly got changed into a black tank top, some camo capris and a loose olive green button down which I wore open on top. The overshirt was a bit loose on me but if it became too hot in the afternoon, I’d just take it off, I reasoned. I didn’t want to bother with makeup and so I kept it minimum, some sunscreen, a little lip gloss and some waterproof mascara was all it took to make me decent, thank God for low maintenance skin. I strung on a cross body bag, wore a single gold chain around my neck and my white sneakers.