There's something about men who smell nice that makes me want to fuck them on the spot. I am not sure if I am just a naughty and horny bint or there's a loose screw in my head. What do you think? Is it wrong for me to crave a man with a nice odor?

Bended over the edge of the bed, my hands bound together and being pulled back behind me. Having a sizable cock fucking me from behind slowly. Hands grabbing my hips like a vice and throaty moans against my ears. That's my version of heaven.

I've had wet dreams for so many nights. They are so vivid, I can remember every detail. Is this the effect of not having sex for too long? Every time wild dreams visit me, my urge to have sex gets stronger.

Sometimes, I can't help but wonder about what my life would be if only I didn't become very naughty and wild as if I'm a slut. Maybe right now, I'm settled down and building a family with a successful bloke. But since I didn't choose that path, I'm h...

I don't go to pubs on the weekends. I've received enough alcohol to keep me going, so I'll never be in nice places to have a drink. If I go out, that's because my appetite for food is nudging me to try new dishes in restaurants nearby.

My relationship with my sister is perfect. We always go to shopping centres to buy clothes, eat in restaurants that serves scrummy food, and watch movies. We usually go home together, but there are times we can't. Ask me why.