Confused - Naughty

Jessica’s story
At the age of 25 I’m looking the best I have ever done but I’m beginning to doubt myself. I mean how many more guys do I need to meet until I meet ‘The One’ or ‘Mr Right’? Is there even such thing? Or is it just a lie parents tell their little girls to make them think the world is a happy place where fairy tales come true and Prince Charming is out there waiting for you? I don’t even think I’ve been in love. I mean of course there’s been times where I’ve thought I might be but I soon realised it was more lust than anything. I get a lot of attention - at 5ft 8 with long light brown hair, tanned olive skin and the classic hourglass figure I get the feeling most men aren’t looking for a relationship when they look at me. I wouldn’t say I’m beautiful nor would I call myself ugly but with a largish nose I’ve never been the prettiest of girls. My big eyes and large mouth balance out my nose but it’s always been something I’ve never been completely happy with. Most men that capture my attention are tall, dark and handsome and when I say dark I mean dark. As a teen I always had a thing for black and mixed raced guys – I still do but now my types a little more open and personality attracts me more than anything. After graduating university I bought my own space and started my cake making business which had nothing to do with my degree in psychology. As a teenager in college and university I did some crazy stuff that still haunt me and I may even say I regret. An ex-boyfriend turned out to be a psycho when I dumped him and he blackmailed me into doing stuff I still regret. I felt so trapped and vulnerable; I didn’t think I could turn to anyone. Eventually I got help and got out the crazy situation but its left me with serious trust issues. Sometimes I get scared these things may come back to haunt me and ruin things for me but so far so good! Let’s hope it stays that way. Fingers crossed!

James’s story
Dreading my 30th birthday I’ve become a party animal trying to drink away the pain of a failed love affair with who I thought was the love of my life. I’d known her my whole life and I always thought I would marry her. From the age of 7 I was in love. Short, cute and with a dimple on her right cheek I couldn’t stop starring at her. Blonde with blue eyes of course - even to this day I love them. As we grew up she began to become even more beautiful with her full breasts and perfect round arse. She was my first and even now I remember how that felt. We were high school sweethearts but we lost contact for about 5 years when I moved away to Canada but when we reunited it felt so right. Anyway, long story short she fucked my best friend. Yeppppppp my best friend, the guy who I thought I could trust more than anyone in the world. It’s ...


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