The only thing a Nigerian woman has to offer a man is sex

Just sit down n think about it if you remove sex from the equation what else can this girls offer...
Advice from them is zero
Care they don't have
Brains they dont have
All the babes on my whatsapp contacts are just hungry.. out of 200 girls no.one could patronize my products, poverty strickened people.

Remove sex from the equation what else can they offer

Allaboutkatiee:


Always slutshaming ladies,thats all what you guys know
If you don't want them to bill you, then why ask for sex
Will her parents want to do thing bleep that you want to do to her? A Big NO
So please shut up and slutshaming ladies
Thank you.

the only thing that Nigerian girls has to offer a man is sex. Apart from sex you people are nothing to the community..

fergieboy:
Tried going celibate for 2month... Omo the wet dreams I had eh.. I can't deal

lollll

Dem don go rivers..lol

LuciferOluwaWah:
A real man cannot stay two weeks without fvcking something.

Whether frozen chicken, torn mattress or live goat, something has got to give.
Same with women.


OP go for a fertility test.

*spits

habsydiamond:
Why cry for Nigeria while naija dey cry for herself already....Ur tears go just waste for nothing.... If I want Nigeria to be a better place... kindly do your best, be faithful and advice others to do the same..

You no lie bros

GreenWhiteGreen:
Most of these girls are greedy. The want to use latest iPhones and wear designer clothes. Billing guys the amount their parent can't even afford to give them.

see eh. This thing tire me

OladimejiRufai:


Now dont lie!

The question I will ask you is...

When and How did you meet the girl??

Your time starts now!!!

lol

She came with my friends.

Can a man go celibate for one year? If yes pls help I need to go celibate before I get married.. Tired of one night stand and those girls with bad vibes.. cant wait TO get married and have my own wife

Yesterday was my birthday.. wanted to have a birthday sex ..but when I finally met the girl .. we talked at length she told me things about her n why shes into prostitution. I just couldn't have urges again I paid her to go. .. I dont think .. I can find a girl to marry in this country.. the economy has made 80percent ladies go into prostitutions.. I cry for Nigeria

Girls at 18to 25 their blood too dey rush.. I cant date them. Have suffered in their hands mostly Nigeria girls they are just too ambitious.. n half of dem are prostitute..

Kidaholic:
God have mercy
How do you walk in public?

see eh. I don tire

royalair:
Have this, use it morning and night but if symptoms persist after 3 days consult your doctor

lolllll jeezz

cucumbae:
When the sperm don full and he dey find way to erupt your thing go dey charge all the time.Masturbation will help reduce your constant erection.If you get babe service her with raincoat.Except you don ready to be a baby daddy under this buhari jubril depression regime.

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MissRaine69:

Yes it’s normal
When you learn to control both of your heads this matter will resolve itself.

Hi. I like to know if its ok to have an hyperactive manhood am always erect in the morning ,even wen the sun is hot and wen at night.. I have strong sexual urges I love to know if this is normal. Are there any doctors in the house?

Women dont really care about the size of a mans dick what dey want is sexual satisfaction.. sexual feeling and sexual healing. Give them this 3things n you become their boss

Robbers enter a house, asks for all the money and
valuables.
After they collect what they can, they give the man of the
house a gun with instructions to shoot his wife or else he be
shot himself.
The man gets the gun, points it at his wife and hesitates.
He is thinking of what he has gone through in life with his
wife and how she has suffered and sacrificed for him.
He hands back the gun and says, “I am sorry I can’t do this…
“The boss of the robbers silently grabs the gun from him and
passes it on to the wife with the same instruction.
The wife gets the gun and without any single hesitation
points to her husband’s head and pulls the trigger.
But at last, the gun had no bullets in it. The robbers get their
gun
and walk out of the house laughing.
QUESTIONS FOR DISCUSSION
1. If you were the man in that house how would you react
towards your
wife?
2. If you were the wife, what explanation can you give to
your
husband!
3. If you were invited to bring peace between this couples,
what advice
would you give?
Drop your Comments & this should really be an interesting
topic to discuss as counsellors.

I don't wait for ladies to give me a sign. I create it by licking her pussy through whatever shes wearing. Its a seductive play. She drips wetness at instant

My niece,  she is a stunning ghanian descent and  a true tiny beauty. ” she’s slender, well groomed with long dark hair. She is my little Mermaid. We go into the ocean with my son and other siblings. Soon we are bouncing on the waves. Her tiny bikini leaving nothing to the imagination up top. I decide between swells to pull out my kock and get it hard underwater. She glances but doesn’t “seem” to be able to see. The water is cold but I am able to get fully erect and pull my shorts aside under the salty water.

I leave it out and move around behind her tiny body preparing for a rondevou with young skin. Lily bounces up on a wave and right back onto my cock. She looks at me sheepishly and smiles. Suddenly she’s swimming closer and closer. intentionally brushing up against my kock until FINALLY she settles and hones in. She grabs my kock still bobbing and acting completely oblivious and starts to jerk  me off. Stopping only to catch the occasional big wave but always coming back. At one point she when she comes back, she  grasps my hard kock with one hand and guides me with her other hand to her tiny bikini bottom. I feel the slipperiness of her youthful  cunt and go numb. Positioning herself in front of me, she moves back, until the head of my kock is at her slit. No one notices as I slide my kock deep inside of her.  She shivers but then regroups will the same youthful grin as if she is still playing in the waves. I slide in and out riding that soft pinkness until I can’t take it anymore. I pull out and cum in the water and soon a white cloud is floating on the surface surfing toward shore.

She smiles and says, “good game!” Then bounds away to catch the next wave..



My Encounter With An African Size Queen.


Three years ago when I was a college student in Lagos, West Africa, I sat in a cheap restaurant on campus one evening quietly enjoying my dinner when Tracy walked in. Instantly, all eyes were on her as she sauntered across the diner.

Tracy had broad hips and a fat ass that was very much emphasized that evening in the tight jeans pants she wore. But it wasn’t just for her endowment that she attracted such instant attention as she walked into the restaurant. She was the daughter of a Nigerian multi-millionaire and easily one of the richest babes on campus. Talk of movers and shakers on campus, she’s one of them and not a few students would want to be in her shoes.

She ignored everybody and walked in my direction with a smile on her face. When she got to my table, she called my name and asked how I was doing.

“I’m fine,” I responded wondering if this was a case of mistaken identity. I was a poor guy on campus and by no means in the circle of friends that Tracy kept. We were not in the same department either and our paths had not crossed before. So how come she walked straight to me to say hi and even mentioned my name. 

“Do you mind if I sit with you?” She asked politely still smiling.

“Please do,” I responded flashing a smile. “The pleasure is mine.”

She pulled a chair and sat opposite me, still beaming with smiles. “How is the campaign in your department going?” she asked. “I’ve seen your campaign posters.”

“Oh great,” I responded. “Everything is going on fine. I’m contesting for Fin. Sec. (Financial Secretary) and so far, I’m unopposed. Next tomorrow is deadline for nomination and if by then nobody comes up to contest with me, I’ll have automatic ticket. Notwithstanding, I’m putting all efforts in my campaign.”

“Don’t worry whether you’re opposed or not, you’re going to win. I have lots of friends in your department and everybody I’ve spoken with told me they would vote for you. It looks like you’re very popular in your department especially with the girls.”

“Me popular?” I asked laughing. “I’m not popular; I’m just an average guy trying to exercise his civic rights.”

Unmindful of the inquisitive stares at us from other dinners, Tracy continued to chat with me and I was surprised that she seemed to know so much about me. I tried to find out from her why she was interested in me and she explained that she saw my photographs on my campaign posters and just liked me and wanted to know more about me.

Well, I didn’t totally buy her explanation but decided not to push her further. I was convinced that with time I would know her real intention.

By the time we left the restaurant that evening, we had exchanged phone numbers, became friends on Facebook and followed each other on Twitter. And in the next few days, she was hanging out with me on campus and tongues were wagging that I was her new boyfriend.

I was rather uncomfortable with the development. Like I said, I was not convinced that she was hanging out with me just because she saw my photographs on my campaign posters and simply liked me. I felt there was more to the sudden friendship. Why me when she had a lot of rich, handsome dudes at her beck and call she could pick on for a date?

However, my friends felt I was being ridiculous. The girl was in love, they concluded and I should consider myself lucky that I was her object of desire. All I needed to do was hit on her and possibly have a chance to access her father’s wealth. Well, I told them I wasn’t a gold digger and hitting on rich girls for cash wasn’t part of my resume.

Anyway, Tracy didn’t leave me guessing for long about what she wanted from me. She offered to take me out one evening and we drove in her Aston Martin sports car to a five star hotel in downtown Lagos and checked into a luxurious suite. We drank expensive wine, ate chocolate and ice cream as slow music played in the background. The ambience was good and the wine relaxed my nerves and I was mentally and physically ready for whatever surprises she had up her sleeve to throw at me.

Before long, Tracy asked me, in a rather commanding tone, to stand up and stand in front of her. I was taken aback but I stood up from the couch were I sat with her and stood in front of her like a slave before her master.

“Drop your drink,” she ordered and I put away the glass of wine I was holding and stood hands akimbo before her.

Tracy looked at me, scanning me from head to toe, and then a mischievous grin with a tinge of passion to it spread across her face. “Take off your clothes,” she ordered.

“What?”

“You heard me, take off your clothes… UnCloth for me.”

“Everything?”

“Yeah, take off everything… No more questions just do what I said.”

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First I want to say my ex was a very sexy girl, she had a nice bubbly ass and huge boobs so this was the time my ex gave me a Mouth Gig, after practice she wore volleyball shorts and a right T shirt, we drove out somewhere private, at the time I was on my mom’s car so while hanging out, my to my was limited, we sat in the back seat and made out, tongue kissing but after a while I knew I had to drop her off home cause of course at the time we were in school so I didn’t want anyone to worry, but she didn’t want to leave, but I had to so in order to spend a few more minutes with me she actually kneeled down face to the bulge of my pants, ass up and started unbuckled my pants, I completely froze, I hadn’t been in this sort of situation so I just watched her, as soon as my kock was out it was in her mouth, this was my first Mouth Gig and her first time so of course she used her teeth. I sat back down to get comfortable and she had paused sitting back up, but now I was to far in the mood to stop there. I grabbed her hair and pulled her back down, I guided her head up and down, she was gagging, squinting and had watery eyes, by the time she came up from me throat fucking her she was hyperventilating, but I wasn’t quite finished this went on for a few minutes, she pushed on my thighs to get air until her makeup was messed up, she leaned back against the door of the car smiling looking at me we didn’t have sexc but it was the best first Mouth Gig ever.

Have been having this crazy thought for a while now.. am not looking for critics though.. just thinking out loud. I will like to have a girl friend who is bisexual and I will also like her to have a girlfriend too .. my girlfriend will be loyal to me and her girlfriend will be loyal to both of us .. oh shxt how crazy can that be..I would really love that!

After school we’d xuck on my bed with the shades drawn.

We’d walk in separate directions, meeting around the corner, so our friends wouldn’t know, and I’d let her in the back door when no one else was home. She was always quiet as I led her up the stairs, and even as we undressed in the near darkness we hardly talked at all. I’d kiss her for hours, taking my time with everything, and she’d sigh as she squirmed on my lap breathing into my mouth in between biting me on the chin.

I spent the most time between her legs, kissing her thighs and licking her xussy over and over again. I loved feeling her grow wet from my fingers and tongue, and I loved watching her lips swell and change color. She clenched her thighs around me as I xucked her that way, and she wouldn’t let me move until she had come at least once.

When we xucked it was always the same. Her shyness vanished after that first orgasm and she’d push me down to my bed with a grin. She’d climb on top of me, looking around the room, searching for something to put in my head. I could feel her teasing me before she ever said a word, but once she finally buried me in her xussy I knew it would come.

“I could open the blinds,” she whispered, starting to move.

“Please don’t,” I’d moan back, knowing what was next.

“I’ll walk out the front door, my dress falling off my shoulders with a smile for your neighbors,” she cooed.

“No,” I groaned, trying to xuck her faster so I might come before she finished.

“You can’t resist, can you?” she whispered, leaning down to my ear with a kiss. She pulled my xick from within her wet xussy and held me against her skin. “Even though I threaten you each time, you won’t stop, will you? Even though all I have to do kiss you in the hall and it would all be over.”

“Don’t,” I mumbled, trying to pull her back onto me.

“Do the photos upset you?” She asked, turning my head to the bedside table and forcing me to look. I opened my eyes just as she started to xuck me once more and I was shaking already. “Do the photos of your wife upset you? Or do you like xucking my pretty little xussy while she watches? Do you like xucking me here on your bed without her ever knowing?”

“Don’t stop,” I finally whispered, getting closer with each word. Hating myself and hating my situation, but never hating her. Never even coming close.

“Come for me,” she finally whispered, rocking her hips at just the right angle for me to feel everything. “Come inside me, so tomorrow in class you’ll remember. Each time I open my legs you’ll remember that you xucked me and there is nothing you can do to make it untrue.”

“Yes,” I screamed, pulling her down to a kiss as I filled her once more. As I filled her perfect xussy for the last time, promising myself in the midst of my release that it was done. That I would let her go. That it would never happen again.

“I’ll see you tomorrow Mr. K.,” she teased, pulling on her clothes in the dark room.

“Go out the back door,” I mumbled as she made her way down the hall.

“I’ll think about it,” she yelled back, my xick twitching once more