KingdomlessKing:
So on Thursday, my kid sis came back from school.. Telling me that they where asked in their history class to draw map of Ghana!
Oboy co.e see drawing me wey don tey since I sketch something on a paper, this cutie say make I do the assignment for am... Never ever thought in.my life that I will ever draw map of Ghana
Fellow NLanders,make Una come rate my drawing g oo

Aiel123:
Hit like if u don't know what the thread is all about
The thread is confusing me I tried to understand but made no headway
And more importantly there is less violence here

enter123:
With that her eerrie voice...still keeping the big hair...she is grown now o...

Even Susan pwajok of AM the Johnson's is now something else ..these small small girls ehn with big uhm

Beebah2000:
yep

abobote:
I was hoping to see the photos of the the two girls, so I can compare them, but with that her nails, she can't make a good wife. Meanwhile I have copied the number to try my luck

I gave you your hundredth like
You're welcome

formular760:
Last year December i made a resolution with God that I’d have my own place.

This year I finally saved the required amount and here’s a one room apartment and this is my first bachelor meal .

Better days ahead i pray

Beebah2000:

Chisos is lord , is that picture real?

leody:

$0.0000350 btc it came down to that cause of the crash .
What's yours .?

Tmberwolf1:

You are a SIMP! You fell for the oldest trick in the book. The "you are immature for blocking me" trick. Want she wants is an admirer, a fan. If blocking her was your way of recaliberating your emotional meter, please do it without any apologies.

GoodHardDick:


This is the most useless thread I have ever read on nairaland.

You weren't created to bring anything to the table, but you were created to take abi? Entitlement mentality kill you there. Mumu.

This is why they'll keep on using you girls to do rituals. Relax and be waiting for a SIMP man to come find you so he can be doing everything for you. I pity Simps!

I keep saying it,
Dating a Nigerian girl is a complete waste of time, energy and resources. They have absolutely nothing meaningful to offer a man in a relationship apart from their over used pussies.

Date a Nigeria girl at your own peril.

Kaykay999:
Called this bitch ok she said she will come
I went ahead to book a room and later this bitch whine me omo i vex ehh.

But i later catch her one day
The fuc*k was so hard that i ripped off her necklace.

NoahHadNoArk:
I sent her tfare, 3k to come from pH to UYO, she gave me all assurances that she's bigger and better than a meagre 3k, that as soon as she sees money she will head to park to spend the weekend with me. My mumu sense made me send the money plus 16# and 10# wey zenith bank charge for transaction fee, as I send am finish, I message am, "u don see am?" She first talk say she no see am, before she come gree say she don see am. Oya now, begin dey come. She first tell me say she dey on her way to park, before she tell me say she no go come again say she don dey hear plenty stori of girls wey dey loss, wey dey disappear, say I fit be yahoo boy or Ritualist me!!? ritualist na dia e clear me. she say she no dey come again make I drop my aza make she return my money. I been knw say e no go ever happen but I still drop aza sha as per say my last bar na 5k wey I comot 3k send am, sapa don dey already give me 5 miss calls. I come dey preach give am say I be crypto genius and guru, say dt 3k no b anything, say I been no say she no go come, say I been just wan test am. I was already staring and a very long weekend, alone and broke , say if she wan scam me next time make she do am 30k, 100k even 300k, say I get am, e no be anything for me say i for send am. Dz na on top the last 2k wey dey my zenith bank acct. Read the screenshot below for her final lines before she blocked me.


Well done Uju
You were smart, smooth and clean
Made me realise the heights of my Mumucity
Thanks so much for teaching me some sense.
I will never forget that lesson I learnt the hard way
Congrats to you, do well to use that 3k to buy a property in Banana Island. Its going to be a very wise investment in the nearest future




My peace I leave you

she talk say make you try get sense next time, i hope you don get am?

horpe25:
Hello nairalanders,
This is a true story i met this amazing lady last month we exchanged numbers and we started talking and later find out she is married but with that we started dating along the line we fix an appointment to yesterday and she agreed to pay for the hotel and it went smooth but what really shock me is that she told me my stuff is too small i still havent overcome the shock i am since yesterday what should i do should i let her be or we should continue

rocknation62:


That is a BIG fat lie. That means you never had a taste of kolaq Alagbo

rocknation62:


Exactly what i told him. The taste of Kolaq alone sef he will fall in love

Janicex:
What's your advice to this lady? Can she still save her marriage or is it truly over?... Here is her story


My husband of 8 years, is a professor at a college of education, and I'm also working. The "spark" in our marriage started dwindling, as the stress began to pile up from work, the in-laws, and managing our children. (Two beautiful girls) I love them to death but sometimes they drive me to the brink of insanity. I felt overwelhmed. The sex in our marriage wasnt where it used to be, it used to be crazy hot kinky. Now, sadly its just boring and feels forced. My husband is so busy with work and tutoring and i didnt feel wanted. He used to comment on how lucky he was to have me, or how beautiful i was. I just wasnt feeling the affection. My sex drive was going crazy for about six months, yet he only had time for me once a day if i was lucky. I started lashing out at him. I felt as if i wasnt worth his attention anymore.

I starting getting attention from one of my co-workers. Tall, handsome man, 35 with a hell of a body. He was married, with two kids. Our flirting started out playful, but the more and more he gave me attention the more it turned me on. The thrill of it was overwelhming. I knew where this was leading but it was becoming addictive. I knew it was wrong, but that was part of the rush. We ended up hooking up all the way, seven or eight times. sometimes at my house, or his, twice in a hotel "visiting friends" etc. each time we fuxxed, we fu**ed like animals. hours of fu**ing. I've never cum so much in my life. He a*e me out until i was shaking. He really knew how to please me. I let him do anything he wanted to me. I swallowed his c*m and begged him to c*m inside me. which he always did. somehow it even tasted better than my husbands. I wanted to do everything i wasnt supposed to. I felt a rush breaking every rule i established.

I let him do things i didnt let my husband do. It was so exciting! it was freeing and intoxicating. I gave him blow*obs during breaks at work, in the car after work. as often as i could.... and i enjoyed it. I told myself i loved it, and i needed it. but the truth was, it wasnt just my sex drive that was brining me to cheat on my loving husband. It was a misguided feeling of wrothlessness. Of becoming insecure in my age. Of feeling i was losing my sex appeal, some form of value. It wasnt sex drive that forced this, it was me. if it was my sex drive, toys wouldve fixed it. I was longing connection. a connection i feared i lost with my husband. I tricked myself into believeing this was what i needed. I told my co-worker we needed to stop, and we stopped fuxxing. but i still gave him blowjobs and swallowed his cxm around the workplace. I felt guilty when everytime i went down on my husband i was dissapointed for his cum not tasting as good. I felt guilty when we fxxked i wished he would make me cum as much as my secret lover. It wasnt my husband. It was my sexual excitment at the cheat, the sneaking around, the bad thing that i knew what i was doing that made me cum so much. I did everything with this man, because i felt "If i cheat i might as well make the most of it" kinda thought process. I was wrong. I was wrong. I was wrong. I could have spiced up the bedroom with my husband. The guilt was driving me crazy. but i was too far in to stop. Finally another co-worker caught us. I begged him not to tell my husband, he told me that if i didnt, he would.

I ran home, knowing that if i didnt tell him. he would find out. I ran home sat him down and told him ive been having an affair. He asked how far it had gone. I lied. He pressured and pressured and i told him the extent of it, i told him everything. I thought the truth would be freeing, it wasnt for me at all, and it condemned my husband to hear it. He never cheated, he never so much as looked in another woman's direction and this is how i repayed him.

The guilt came to a climax after seeing my husband react to the news. He listened to the story, tears forming in his eyes, at the end, he sat for a moment looking in my crying eyes, he got up and stumbled out of the living room. It was as if he couldnt walk briefly. seeing my husband like this, made me sick to my stomach. he was in shock. I followed and and tried to comfort him, he simply pushed me away. He went into the bedroom and he stayed in there for a half hour or so. I waited with the worse feeling crying alone in the living room.

The kids were sleeping, and he went in to go check on them, one by one. I watched crying as he ignored me and kissed the kids heads as they slept. He walked into the living room where i was, his face sullen. He sat down and looked me in the eyes. His eyes were red from his tears.
His words that he spoke killed my soul. He looked at me and he said "I have loved you from the moment i met you, I loved you when i married you, I loved you as I made my vows, and I loved you as I kept them. I know I will love you until the day that I die. But I want you to know, I will no longer be your husband. I will never again be by your side. You have made it clear, other things are more important to you." after that he told me that he didnt want the kids knowing until the paperwork was finalized

The kids were beyond heartbroken..
I feel as if this is all my fault. It IS all my fault. It wasnt worth it. I died losing my husband. Its been already eight months without him and i feel worse than ive ever felt in my life. He is a great father and was a caring husabnd but was getting caught up in work but was only working to be able to provide for our children.... I feel defeated in every sense of the word. He doesnt even bother to say anything to me. He ignores all my calls, my texts. my "how are you's". he just gives me a fake half smile....
I cut myself out of my own life. I fucking cant stand it! i feel trapped by my own mistakes. my family was dissapointed in me, my father tried to be a good father and talk to me. I just cant stand everyone knowing my mistakes. The day i made my vows, i did it before my family, my closest friends and before God. I failed them all. That is what kills me the most. The guilt consumed me until my mistakes saw the light of day and consumed the rest of my life. I cannot forgive myself. I ruined my one earth bound life. It will never be the same.
I threw it all away for some measly sex i could have had with my husband had I been honest and open about all my wants and insecurities.

HenryDion:


The wonder isn't in its size, but engineering. The igbos were said to possess an advanced form of technology, and were speculated to be the real Wakanda. But the colonial era was a blow as their European masters made away with not just their tools, but talents as slaves.

Uptownerd:

Nsude Pyramids: A Forgotten Historical Edifice Built by Ancient Igbos

congo4ka:
My educated friend just impregnated his mum's deaf and dumb illiterate house help.

He said the girl usually bleat like a goat whenever she is about to cumm but her round soft big assss made it difficult for him to bring it out when he was about to come so he mistakenly pour everything inside and it was really thick.

Now she is pregnant and my friends mum says she will not abort the baby that he must marry her. They are already calling him oko odi ( husband of the deaf) what should he do, he doesn't want to marry her.

Please all the yabs should be directed to my friend

Hello everyone, there’s this scammer on Instagram, her name is badmus Jumoke suliyat , @Cynosure_5k_closet she would stop responding to you after placing orders, talk to you anyhow and block you. She schools in Yaba tech, statistics department, her house address; No 4 ogundola street, shomolu. She has a Mum, boyfriend and brother. The person I paid 5k knows her, I had to tell the person to give me personal info about her, please I’d get her boyfriend’s picture soon, help me drag her thoroughly. That’s her picture, business and personal page

bodybuilder:
Prostitutes are not included in your body count.

Windscribe:
Between Wednesday night and the present moment, I've seen my body count skyrocket from 0 to 2 after making love with 2 sex workers spanning two different brothels.

On Wednesday night, I felt this urge to break this jinx, I'm not a small boy anymore, I don't wanna die without tasting the forbidden fruit, person fit die anytime, I was restless that very night, I left home with 2k in my pocket, got to the nearest Brothel, started looking for girls that appears in my age bracket, saw few, the rest were mamas in their late 30s-40s.

I approached a fair shorty young girl, she looks quite beautiful..

Me : hey are you available?
Girl : yes, fine boy
Me : how much for 2 round.
Girl : it's 3k
Me : 1.5k
Girl : no it's 2k last.
I left hoping to see more young attractive girls, but no I was wrong, had to go back to renegotiate with the previous girl.

Me : how much for 1 round?
Girl: it's 1k
Me: okay nah let's go

She led me to her room, he room wasn't bad, smells good, there was a fridge and lots of carbonated drinks and other drinks. (untop the fridge was a big nylon full of used condoms, chai).
The girl started undressing, she wore only a bumshort(no pant), I was already loosing confidence in myself, I asked her if she would compensate me if I cum quickly, she reply how? I asked for more round, she just laughed.
She unsealed the condom and wore it for me, my thing wasnt hard to the maximum sha.
She placed herself in bed in the missionary style, I bounced on her, found it difficult to insert but she helped me out.

I started stroking, for about five minutes I was doing it without a sign of ejaculating, girl was Pressing my two nipples , asked her to stop. She started complaining, "shey you wan sleep here ni? She stopped me and started complaining bitterly, her attitude just changed.
Me : let's do the doggy style, that would make me cum quickly.
Girl : how much did we agree that you're asking for doggy style? Is it because I didn't ask you for money first? Oya where is the 1k first? I reached out to my pocket and hand over the 1k to her.

We got back to action, this time around my dick was fully hard, I was rambling.
Girl:i hate men that talks during sex.

I ejaculated and the feeling was heavenly, mhen, I just collapse on top of her with no strength left in my body.

Time to remove the condom, she gave me tissue and requested I dump the condom in the big nylon bag on top of the bridge, I refused and asked we flushed it down the wc.

Girl : started rambling, shey I go drink your sperm ni?

We later flushed the condom, mehn the whole experience was 6/10.

sammuell:


Is a enough wise to the word

Dinah1991:
I read an article about anal today and it got me thinking