This is going to sound crazy but I need too talk to someone cos I feel terrible and I need your opinion on this. I am a 33 years old. I was in a long distance relationship for two years but we broke up three months ago.

The reason we broke up was because: the toll of not seeing each other was getting to both of us. And I was hearing rumors of him seeing other girls. And then, my ex led me to believe that he was still in love with me and we could work things out.

So, while I was having issues with my long distance relationship, my ex reached out to me and somehow, he became my confidant, I found myself telling him about the challenges i was having in my relationship. Of I asked him if he was still single and he said the relationship he is in, is not serious. In fact, he told me he was thinking of breaking up with the girl cos she was not his type.

He then went on to make me feel like he was just being friends and missing how I was such a good girlfriend and he didn’t appreciate me then. That , being with other women, he sees his errors and wants us to give it a try again. But I kept telling him I have a boyfriend. And that is how he got me.

My ex got me because he took advantage of the knowledge he has of me, which he clearly knew I was lacking from my boyfriend. What I mean is my love for s8x. When we were together, my ex and I had a great s8x life. I loved our passion and chemistry then. We used to love aggressive s8x. And I told him how I truly missed that cos obviously, I was in a long distance situation.

Before long, our conversations became raunchy and I began to fall for him again. He knew the type of dirty talk that got me turned on. This convinced me more that I was in the wrong relationship. Here was my ex, who knows me and knows what I love…and here I was fighting over a guy who I don’t even know what he is doing over there in Dubai.

Some would ask, why did I break up with my ex if he was this good? Well, at the time, he was not ready to settle down. We started like just casual relationship and when I asked him where the relationship was leading to, he told me marriage was not on his radar, so I left. I met my current boyfriend who made me think marriage was going to happen but he keeps also telling me that it will be this December but we are having so much trust issues.


My ex made me feel that he has finished exploring and is ready to settle down with me. I met up with  my ex last week after several persuasions from him. Before I agreed to come though, I told him that there would be no s8x o…he laughed and said ok but if you change your mind…its all good. I got to his place and he made the most romantic set up. My goodness, I was in love. There was candles and he cooked me dinner. How was I to resist all of these.

After dinner and watching some movies, he started to make advances to me. I did not want to sleep with him that first night of coming back together so I told him so. I told him, that yes, I wanted him but not tonight. Because of our past, he thought I was pretending and wanting him to be aggressive with me. I kept telling him no…but he raised the volume of the music, pinned me down and forced himself on me.



That is why I say this story might seem strange. Yes, I love aggressive s8x but that night, he r*ped me. It was against my will. I started to cry after

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Be careful who you call your friends. I only wish that listened to this warning but I trusted Cece (not real name) like a sister. We were friends from year one. I met her during matriculation day. She had not gotten her accommodation and she was so worried. I offered her to come stay in my room and that is how we became room mates and best friends for all the years we were in school together.

Cece and I were so close that even our families knew each other. I spent several holidays in their house and she did same too. We graduated and even worked our service year to the same place so we can be together. It was during orientation camp that Cece met David. David was after Cece but Cece did not seem interested. Infact, she used to underrate him and say he was not her class.


So after camp, we got deployed to different local government and that is how I found out David was in my LCDA. We would just say hi and hello but after we met one day at a canteen.,we got talking and it was really surprising that David was really someone very nice. I liked him. I wondered why Cece called him low life. David is very intelligent and knows what he wants.

I texted Cece that I met David and we are now friends but I didn’t tell her when David and I started to date cos I did not want her to discourage me cos I liked David and she thought him a low life. I pretty much kept my relationship with David away from her. I was happy and David was such a great guy.

After service year, David and I continued our relationship. He proposed three months after his first job. I was working with my Aunty’s company. At this rate, I was so happy and of course, you cannot keep an engagement a secret. I told Cece and she was shocked. She said that she didn’t even know we were serious. I told her so many nice things about David and she said…hmm..be careful, you just never really know a guy.

Well, that is why I didn’t want to tell her cos of her bad belle. But to my uttermost surprise, this witch of a girl, Cece called David and told him that she is surprised that she went after me, her friend and engaged her in just a little over a year. That she likes him but she was playing hard to get because she wanted him to fight for her.

Hmm…David started to behave like someone under a spell…he became very friendly around Cece and I did not like their closeness. They would joke that if only she agreed first, he would have married her. I don’t know why that was funny to both of them. I told David I didn’t like the joke and he apologized. However, I noticed, David and I never could go back to how we were before.


We began to have disagreements like we never had before. And one time, David now said,maybe we are rushing this marriage thing. Maybe we should slow down. I was heartbroken cos I knew Cece was behind it.

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My husband and I haven’t been the best of couples but, somehow, we have made our home a nest of true lovers. Through thick and thin, he has never left me in doubt of his love, care and commitment. But I don’t trust him with women. Even when he is not chasing them, women are always crushing on him. Kerry has it all. Sweet, suave, statuesque fluent and affluent, he has a dignifying dress sense and dizzying romantic courtesies that would keep any lady salivating.

Apart from his physical attraction, upscale lifestyle and comical appeal, Kerry is a workaholic behind close doors. Even after a decade of regular c3x, I still m0@n like a lunatic whenever Kerry mounts me; especially when he suspends my legs in the air for optimum penetration. His manhood is thick when in full throttle. So, my unexpressed fear has always been that any lady that tastes Kerry’s sweet banana is bound to stay around him. My husband is endowed in all ramifications and particularly influential in bed.


We don’t agree on many things but we don’t disagree either. In most cases, when we have contentions we look at the intentions and the tension disappears. That explains my choice of ‘true lovers’ in describing our relationship.


For instance, early last month we took a decision to beef up security in our house in the wake of rising cases of burglary in our Estate, Gaskia Golden Court, Garki Abuja. We both agreed on the installation of CCTV but we disagreed on whether or not a camera should be placed in our bedroom. Kerry insisted and I concurred based on superior argument that a camera in our room would snoop on our cleaners who have access to our inner chambers. It was done.

Three days after the installation, Kerry and I left home together one Saturday morning. We drove in different cars and went in different directions. While I went to a salon to braid my hair, Kerry drove to a neighbourhood supermarket to buy some bottles of red wine, whiskey and champagne. He returned home early while I spent the whole day in the salon.


Two days later, I did a routine check of the recordings of the CCTV. I was shocked and shattered. Apparently, Kerry brought a woman home last Saturday while I was in the salon. Not just any woman but our neighbour’s wife, Jane. Unfortunately for him, it didn’t occur to him to switch off the CCTV before embarking on his adulterous romp.

In the 26-minute footage, Kerry was seen making a phone call. Five minutes later, Jane entered our living room, beaming with smiles. My husband hugged and k!*sed her passionately, pushed her towards the sofa. Jane quickly unstrapped her wrist watch and stepped out of her fitted short gown. Her round, robust hips stuck out atop her hot heels. Kerry slouched and held her laps, using his fingers to comb her curled pubic hair lusciously.

At once, he led her into our matrimonial room. From the way Jane jaunted into the king size bed, it showed that she was familiar with my room. In other words, this may not be their first adulterous act in our bedroom. But this should be the most audacious. Kerry inserted a finger into her p*$sy while sucking her n!*ples. Suddenly, he rolled off the bed, brought a pack of condom from his wallet and wore it on his turgid d**k.

He k!$sed her again as he began to thrust from her backside. Jane twitched and turned her neck uncontrollably.

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My name is Kunle. I live in a moderately large area in lagos. I’m 20 years old and an undergraduate in unilag. Everything about me is average. Average intelligence (B student), average size (5’10”, 150 pounds), average athlete, average looks (not repulsive, but not a movie star) … just an average guy. Except for one thing: when God was handing out d**ks I must have been close to the head of the line. I’m somewhere between 9 to 10 inches when hard, which is almost all of the time and I think I’m still growing….


….. So far my above average prick has been a well-kept secret. Obviously my friends have seen it in the shower and might have buzzed it around that I have a pretty good sized pr*ck, but so far that hasn’t helped me with the ladies at all. My pesky 18 year old sister [jennifer] has tried to peek at me in the bathroom a few times and who knows who she told what she saw.

I’ve had a few girl friends of course, but being only averagely aggressive not much has happened there. So, I spend a fair amount of time watching p*rn and wacking off. Hey, if you have a world class instrument you should play it as often as you can. And I have to say the monster pr*ck is pretty impressive when angry. Actually, I don’t even have to watch p0rn; just thinking about all of the hot girls in unilag can get me going.

Ah, the girls in unilag. I have to say we have more than our share of good looking honeys of all sizes and colors. It must be  Maga’s money, clean air and fresh food. At times that can be a real distraction especially since I really have to concentrate in class just to keep my average grade point level. So I try to keep the faith and hope that sooner or later there will be a breakthrough on girls/my c3x level.

I live in a BQ [boys quater] , not much of a place, but definitely in the low end of Unilag close to the clinic. I mostly go to the unilag guest house were they have swimming pool and that’s where you can find a lot of the secondary school girls congregating, It’s a flesh feast for my roving eyes and active imagination. It seems like the girls are competing to see who can wear the skimpiest bathing suits and still be seen in public.

So it was one Saturday afternoon my crew decided to hang around the guest house. We had the usual gang of girls and guys swimming, eating and just lazing around in the sun. Mercy showed up and I have to admit I have a giant crush on her. She’s a gorgeous Edo girl with long dark hair, black eyes, honey-colored skin and a nice ripe little body … the complete package and a great personality to boot. She is also a genius, first class and smart as hell. In other words the type of girl with whom I have no chance, but we are friends and liked to hang out…

We were lying next to each other on chaise lounges talking desultorily about nothing much at all. Every once in a while I would steal a glance at her tight little a$$ (she was lying on her stomach). Her bikini bottoms barley concealed her a$$ cheeks. It was quite a sight and it was having the usual affect on me. My pr*ck was approaching full arousal and even though my swimsuit was bit baggy things were getting out of hand.

Then mercy rolled over an announced she was going to jump in the pool to cool off and why didn’t I join her? OK. This was going to be a challenge. Mercy ran ahead of me, jumped into the pool and started doing laps. I sort of lurched along, slightly hunched over and made it into the water without my pr*ck popping out of the top of my shorts. Nobody else was in the pool so we swam together, lap after lap. We are both good swimmers and had a little competition going to see who could finish first. After about 10 laps mercy stopped in the shallow end and lay back on the steps. “Enough,” she said, “I need a breather.” I swam over and laid beside her as our breathing return to normal. She slid over closer to me so our bodies were touching. This is different, I thought, and kind of out of character for her. I could feel her thighs alongside mine and I could also see most of her br€@sts. Unless I was imagining things her n!*ples were getting hard and pushing against the light fabric of the swim suit top. I’d lost my €r£ction while swimming the laps, but her proximity brought my pr*ck back to a position of attention, bulging in my swimsuit..

I could feel mercy shift slightly on to her side and her hand rested lightly on my thigh. I was so startled I jumped, splashing the water a bit. She giggled, but didn’t move her hand. I gave her a quizzical glance and she stared back intently. Slowly her hand slid up my thigh and began a careful exploration of what was lurking in my swim trunks. Her eyes widened and she leaned close and whispered, “It’s true what I’ve heard. It’s really big!” What could I possibly reply, “Yeah baby it’s huge. Want to see it?” However I was so caught by surprise I was reduced to incoherent babbling, stammering something like, “Oh it’s no big deal,” sounding like a complete dufus.

She must have read my mind when she said, “I wish I could see it.” Finally, what I’d been waiting for all my short life, I’m with the girl of my wet dreams, she has her hand on my pr*ck and we’re in the pool surrounded by 15-20 course mates. Shit! Then she whispered, “I’m going into the pool house to use the bathroom. Follow me in about five minutes.” I told you she was smart. This might actually work.

She hopped out of the pool and languidly walked to the pool house, her cute a$$ swaying side to side and her full br€@sts bouncing lightly. What a sight. A few minutes later I followed her, trying to look like everything was normal. In fact I could barely walk. My close friend and his crew were at the other end of the pool, eyed me suspiciously, but there was no turning back now.

I went into the pool house, closing the outside door and mercy immediately came out of one of the bathrooms. I opened the door to the changing room, ushered her inside and closed and locked the door. The smell of pool chemicals was a bit strong, but tolerable. She turned to face me, her eyes wide and tentatively reached out to the front of my swim trunks, gently feeling my €r€ction. I thought, “Well here goes nothing.” I pulled my trunks down over my hips and untangled my hard pr*ck from the fabric. My trunks slithered down around my ankles and there I stood in all my glory – at least ten inches of hard flesh proudly standing upright and throbbing like a drum.

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