STOICREALIST:
At a party in the village.
Went for a wake keeping as part of obsequies for a very old relative. At night it turned out that all youths were exhausted in the family house after the dancing and singing and drinking.

Early in the morning while the event continued many others looked for where to sleep. A lot of us went to the main living room of the house and slept on the floor in the living room. It turned out that most of the girls were slightly intoxicated, ecstatic from the event, generally giddy and quite tired. While we all slept at various spots, corners and angles in the main living room which was a typical village living room, large and expansive, someone came to lay close to me. Apparently it was someone I couldn’t properly figure out, as the only available light came from the light outside by the bulbs attached onto the canopy frames for those still dancing, eating, drinking and talking. Noise from the generator and Music from the speakers also was quite loud.

Turned out that as we all took various manageable comfortable positions just to at least catch some sleep, I decided to lay close to the wall at one of the four corners of the living room. I noticed someone come lay close to me and the little space I had left between myself and the wall. Being a few distance away from me it was easy to spoon if I moved closer. Interestingly she was the one who moved backwards a few minutes later and snuggled with her back nestling against me.

In that night, under the dark, with the noise from the generator and music playing, we went silly and crazy. It began with a touch and light caress to see her response to a kiss on her neck, shoulder and her back. And from there my hands slipping into the burial T-shirt she was wearing to caress her boobs and gently and erotically lightly pinch and play with her hardened nipples. I eventually loosened the single “George” wrapper she tied setting it free . Laying on my left side, I used my right feet and thigh/knee to push open and widening her thighs apart, then shifted the edge of her already wet panties, while still kissing the back of her neck and shoulders. I eventually eventually, quietly kicked off my trousers and taking her from behind while she turned her head to kiss and stifle her moans which wouldn’t have been heard anyway. With the noise I got bolder to take strong thrusts as we spooned. Eventually came inside her as she tried to break free when she felt my orgasm build up as my thrust got slower, stronger and deeper. She knew what was about to happen and I think she realized the risk. She initially wanted to break free. However, when I held her stiffly with one hand on her hips while caressing her boobs, nipples and clit with the other hand, she succumbed as I came inside her. She turned her head backwards to kiss and moan and breath into my mouth. We stayed glued for a long time and eventually she got up and disappeared into the night.

I slipped back into my trousers and expected her to return because I felt she went to clean up. She never returned. However in the morning among many girls who are friends to my cousins, sisters and other relatives, I suspected a girl between 19-24 or 25 who had exchanged numerous glances with me during the wake as I refused to dance and would rather be on my own, sitting and watching. I typically do not fancy the idea of dancing during the burial of any person. Regardless of how old and how well they lived.

PlayMaker14:
My own mom will not even have time for this long talk... The day my friends convince me to buy Apple Relaxer and apply it on my hair just for it to grow, that was the day I knew she's a no nonsense beautiful woman... How she organized senior men to pin me down and gave me a very painful haircut with that scissors Obioma moves about with, is what I can't explain till this day.


Now, I am going bald on the right side, all as a result of me taking her simplicity for granted.

ASAPFERG1:
Yoruba leads, other pathetic tribes follow

Patrioticbreed9:

Abeg try dey avoid me.

According to you.

You'd rather save a drowning akwa ibom over a drowning ikwerre. Oga why are you still disturbing us?

Patrioticbreed9:

Abeg try dey avoid me.

According to you.

You'd rather save a drowning akwa ibom over a drowning ikwerre. Oga why are you still disturbing us?

Badboibipo:
Okay I know I’m not crazy and I’m definitely not the only person on earth who experiences this weird shit.

Some times we come out of our houses , irrespective of how we look. We may look very good or even very bad. But one weird thing happens, every eye is on you throughout that day. Everybody stares at you like there is something wrong with your face. People won’t stop looking at you and if you want to confront them they immediately look away.

Then you find a way to make sense of it in your head “ oh maybe is because of my beauty or my style or whatever” right? Okay.

So another day, irrespective of how you look again everyone avoids eye contact with you. It’s like you’re invisible to everybody, you could even walk nakeddd and nobody will notice you. Now you may even look your best and yet you will be invisible. And on days you even look your worst everyone focuses their eyes on you.

WHAT DOES THIS MEAN PLEASE?

If nobody explains this or can relate to this I will officially declare myself a mad person that experiences something no other six billion of humans experience and I will start seeing myself as a mad man.

Please explain this to me, I swear on everything I will give anyone with a satisfactory explanation 10k, just explain and drop your account number.

Thank you.

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Guys if you perform cunnilingus on women, can you please identify yourself here? I'm carrying out a survey.

First question.

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