Date: 6/25/2016, Categories: Masturbation, Author: SparrowMus, Source: LushStories
Nicole pointed at a picture of me and Peter. “Isn't is about time you forget about him? It’s a bloody month, time to move on!” “He was my first love.” I knew Nicole was right but I wasn't ready yet. “Oh, come on, Ellen. You’re in your early twenties, right? You should have men crawling at your feet with a body like yours”. I knew she was right. Many women look with envy at my body. I hardly have to put any effort in it but I remain slim, and at my age, my breasts aren't influenced by gravity yet. They remain firm and I often wonder why I need a bra. This, in combination with my long blond hair, has made the heads of several men turn but I don’t really care or provoke anything. Nicole shook her head. “Please, don’t tell me you’re looking for true love?” “What’s wrong with that,” I replied. “True love doesn't exist, look at what happened between you and Peter. You really think that was true love?” Again, Nicole was right. According to him we grew apart which I never understood. I never felt something was wrong until the day he said we needed to talk and then he left. Maybe that was exactly the problem, me not seeing it. Maybe I didn't understand Peter which created the barrier between us. Maybe it was all a lie and he ran away with some bimbo. I’ll never know anyway. “You know, you need to relax a little. That will help get over Peter.” “I tried,” I explained to Nicole. “Hell, I've even been to yoga classes but nothing seemed to help.” “Those things never work,” she ...