abba190:
thank god u can now stop disturbing us with that ribdo shit

hmm. Though my alliance with them was ephemeral, I am grateful for their support. Seeing their alert every Monday then was a relief, considering no one hardly remembered me

DevilishMan:
Been a long time we had a Nairaland funeral since Hunge.rBAD.

Looking forward to it...

hmm. I shall not die. I will keep striving

ahnie:
Your problems strong oooo

yea. I keep telling myself it's a stage in life I will overcome. Now 31, still finding it hard to

At times, we sit and reflect retrospectively on our obnoxious lifestyle since we became an adult and begin to feel penitent and sardonic.

I wish I could turn the hands of time, to the nostalgic moments of childhood with no worries.

I have lost it all. My sense of reasoning, my sanity, my finances, my peace and my health. I now intermittently wake up at night with paranoia, scared of what each new day will bring. I am a ticking bomb

When money comes, I misbehave. Later, I exude contrition when i am broke and wish to change

- for food, I only get a miserly meal now. When money was available, I was a spendthrift & prodigal, instead of planning for the tough times. The woman who gives me free food on credit till my pay comes, is now late. Lots of financially indebtedness to people

- for health, during my reckless patronage of oloshos, I sucked clitoris and their mammalian glands. This now gives me throat discomfort that alters my voice, food passage & body temperature.

- for source of income - my side hustles have been cut off. ribdo.com terminated my writing contract. The extra lesson I used to do is also off. I couldn't meet up I guess. Now I hope on the monthly bank pay that is paltry

- trustworthiness - after recently abstaining for 26 days from betting, I used both my money and customer's money (to open account) yesterday. Now I am palpitating and contemplating running. But to where I wonder. Make Dem nor arrest me or lynch me one day. Its hard even asking colleagues or friends for help. Them don tire for my matter. Just looking unkempt.

Contemplating what to sell to offset this new debt. I don already sell my generator and TV (the only asset I have) when I was flexing and patronizing olosho. Hopefully I can sell this phone to sustain me a little

Illegal1:
omoh........dis ur story go make person preek rise ooh..


anyway sha,u try.and u also get luck say nah quite grl u meet,if nt,2k too small for her,after all the fucking and sucking

I was just lucky with the girl. Some do bill o

Just 2018 here. You still have some few years to suffer before you advice yourself. I have been there. If you have not lost much or suffered much, you will continue to bet

Our love for sports as guys is our own downfall.

The only quick fix now is to get another addiction. Like me, I chose brothel visitation and upped my sex game.

Now I struggle to get money (both legally and mischievously) to satisfy the urges of my groin.

Instead of struggling to satisfy baby (virtual), choose from quick teller, balling, smoking drinking or womanising

Continued...

I asked her if she knew doggy and she responded by turning and getting on all fours. I was startled. Probably she had been well trained. I held her waist and knelt behind her. I began pounding in out. She swallowed her moans initially and later let it out when the thrust was much. But I was gleeful that she did not respond over board as experienced olosho did faking moans. Her moans were from real discomfort that turned me on



After some time, I lied flat and made her climb me and ride. As she did so, I sucked her boobs at interval when she reduced the pace and bent to meet my face. Intermittently, I would hold her waist and raise it up down up down as her opening pleased my rod that thrust from underneath.



At a point, she would open her mouth down as she savoured the sweetness of sex/love making. I wasted no time to envelope her lips with mine. She responded well as she seemed to be enjoying my style of sex. One thing that made the ladies at the brothel subsidize for me and rush me also was because I knew how to explore and please them



At a point, she was like 'I don tire o' repeatedly. I was not concerned. I was hustling for my cum. I had done soapy earlier that day. It had a way of delaying my climaxing. My length of pounding was non negotiable no matter the size of girl involved. I was burning my money too. So I chuk till I am satisfied (difference between banging a call girl and girlfriend I guess)



At a time, she went numb as I raised her waist up down to go down my cock. I was kind of palpitating, hoping within me as I continued the thrust that she had not given up the ghost. I was kind of relaxed when I felt her Breathing on my shoulders.





I turned her over back to missionary style. If I wanted to cum, I had a move I used in missionary. I will make the lady lie flat, close the legs and thrust that way. It gave me a fetish picture of forceful tight thrust. I sucked her nipples at interval as i performed this act. In few minutes, I came inside the condom and got up to dress up. Instead of her dressing up before me, and dressing the bed like other oloshos, she was just lying exhausted and pleased. She was also smiling sheepishly with eyes closed or in dreamland. The knock on the door from her roommate who wanted to entertain her own guest or probably check if she was okay, got her up to tidy the place. Surprisingly I gave her 2k on my way out and she didn't complain.


(More of my sexcapades in brothels is on r i b d o . c o m)

Throwback to two weeks ago, as I reminisce with nostalgia, the hot sex romp I had with a new girl I saw at the familiar brothel I visited.

When I got to Ezeka brothel, I saw the skinny ladies with skimpy clothes close to the entrance of the olosho house, convincing prospective customers to go in with them and pay for their services. I noticed a tall promiscuous lady on red hair dancing with all her strength to the music from the big speakers playing in the brothel. It caught the attention of everyone. I wondered if it was her own way of attracting people or she was fvcking high.

Moving forward to the passage rooms of the brothel, looking for my spec, I noticed two naive new faces, sitting quietly near the entrance of the brothel. I approached them. I wanted to quickly test the waters before the monstrous dick guys expanded their opening

I approached them with the intent of going in with one (or both if possible). I noticed the one with big boobs was withdrawn, so I went in with the ebony chubby one on low cut. She was numb as I followed to know her room. Getting in, my john Thomas became hard already thinking of the bad things I would do to her. I could hear a senior olosho talk to her from afar "do am well o and collect better money". I grinned

I undressed. After some nervy moments, she undressed too. I made her relaxed, held her clothes and romanced her boobs one by one as I asked her to stroke my cock gently.

After I was hard, i couldn't wait to 'taste the meal'. I wore the condom myself and directed her to lie down. I wasn't a fan of missionary style but I just started with it. She rubbed cream on my cock enveloped with condom and a little on her pussy to ease the stiffness I guess

I stroked in. Inside was hot, meaning I wasn't the first to go in. However I was glad it was a tight hole. I pushed in out with mild difficulty till I could push my cock in with ease. I admired her relaxed and submissive nature as not all call girls allow you explore their body. I removed her bra to feel the pointed, perky boobs direct to increase current. Being a babe less guy, I threw caution to the wind and did all kinds of things boyfriend and girlfriends do, forgetting she was an olosho. I wanted to feel passion. From boobs sucking, to clit rubbing to direct kissing when I noticed she was lost in the moment. I fvcked and fvcked her till she tapped out saying 'I don tire o' repeatedly

More explicit details of the romp is on romance section of r i b d o . c o m. You will find this topic. There, I am loquacious sinner.

I have always had a sensitive body system. My stomach reacts to many things. E.g

- cold food
- spicy food
- cassava flakes
- overdose of carbonated drinks
- Aboki mixed pepper used on suya
- protein like beans, egg etc

This usually gives me stomach upset. My own kind of diarrhoea takes lots of medication and grace of God to stop.

My mum once told me that when I was a baby, I once had serious stomach upset that was making me have running stomach when I took anything. They tried different drugs that didn't work, till dey tried combatrin that saved me from getting so lean.

Now it doesn't work for me again. I have tried different Loperamides with little result till I discovered diaflux/diaglow. It has been effective so far. But not with the normal two dose recommended. I have to take up to eight tablets and rest for a while before I take any food, to avoid upset.

I am so addicted to diaglow now for my salvation. I could overdose on it today, after like two to three days and I notice a stomach upset again, I take 6 - 8 dose again to calm it. I literally buy like four to five packs down for emergency

The chemist woman is baffled at how frequent I patronise her for the drug. My question is, is there any health implication from this diaflux overdose?

Snowx:
Nkogheri

meaning?

nifemi25:
All this with just 2k ?

I have become a regular customer there. They subsidise the price when I come

Yesterday 16th July was fun and strange too. It was the first time I saw a bouncing ass. I will give you the details.



I was damn broke and in penury. Salary was still about ten days away. I called my mum to bail me out. She always delivered as my hero. Though loaning me was the only language she understood. She lent me 5000 naira. I was excited as I visited the Aboki near a bet shop I was charging my phone to order mishai (complete package of toast bread with egg, then fried indomie). I washed it down my alimentary canal with a bottled pepsi. I felt affluent.



I promised myself to manage the 4000 naira left till I was sure of getting another one. It was dusk and I was just at home, bored. Pressing my phone was not enough. I wanted something adventurous. I had two options. One was to buy cat fish pepper soup, drink beer and merry with drunkards at a bar near my house or go to the brothel near my place to satisfy my sexual urge. The latter option won it.



As I was approaching the brothel, my panting accelerated. So many rhetorical questions conjured to my subconscious. E.g how do I feed after squandering what I had? I made up my mind to go just one round of 1k and manage the rest, at least till I get alert from r i b d o . c o m for my content creating



I got to Ezeka brothel and was amazed that the crowd there was much. This has been recurring every Sunday. Either it was a day people had chance to ease their sexual tension or it was a time the 'strong men' that run the brothel gathered. Lots of drinking and smoking. I tried to dodge the Oloshos that were not sexually exciting. One k-leg girl that always saw me from afar and rushed to me came along. She was dragging me to her room but I was indifferent. My eyes searched for a 'fresh meat'. I quickly settled for a voluptuous/curvaceous advanced lady to prevent me going in with the unappealing girl holding on to me. The k-leg girl hardly got customers as she doesn't dress appealingly. I was high one day and just managed her when all ladies were booked. Since then, she has been a stalker



As I picked the advanced lady, she was kind of surprised as she knew my spec was young ladies. She went in blushing. She waited for me to UnCloth before pulling her bum shot. There were stretch marks on her laps and thighs which she tried to hide. I was unbothered and made her feel comfortable. I came close to her and gently patted her shoulder and asked her to stroke my cock till I was fully erect. As she did, I imagined the bad things I would do to her and got fully erect. She wore the condom and I gave her 1k for missionary. As she moved to lie down, the bouncing ass were shaking in front of me. I quickly gave her extra 1k to change to doggy style.



She climbed the bed and knelt well in doggy posture. I knelt behind her, ready to penetrate. I was ready to massage and squeeze the bum bum as I stroked from behind.........................................

As I charged for the ride, she spread her legs in subservience. She probably had not made much that night and wanted to please me. I held my rod with one hand and rubbed it up down her clitoris. At that point, I was stimulating her and also trying to locate her vagina opening. It was easy slipping in as she rubbed some cream on my dick cap (covered with condom) and some on her kitten. As I entered, I was surprised the hole was tight. Could it be I entered the wrong hole? I wondered. But she didn't panic. So I felt I was on track



I couldn't see much of her pussy hole as I stroked my man power in, as the ass was gargantuan. As I pounded in more, I decided to hold on to the ass to feel It and increase the conji. To my greatest surprise, the ass was so soft and light. It was like an inflated balloon. It was obvious she once underwent liposuction. I had to handle the ass gently as I went in. I hard crazy thoughts of it bursting if my ride was ferocious. If I wanted to hit hard in the 'pussy', I would hold her waist instead and drive hard. My fantasy of manhandling the uncontrolled bouncing ass disappeared.



The new target was to sweat and enjoy the ride. It was like a kind of a sleeping medicine. At times when I was tired, I would rest my head on her back from behind and dig in slowly and deep from behind. She always let me massage her boobs one by one to heighten conji. I couldn't help but wonder why a big lady with artificial ass was at a local brothel. Probably she once had big clients in a municipal or urban area. But had to relocate here to make ends meet.



I deployed my killer move. In doggy when I wanted to end, I normally pushed the lady to lie flat on her pussy, with me lying on top her and digging (while I fantasize on my past romp to cum) or I continued normal doggy but increased the pace. I applied the second option. I raised one of my legs, with my right foot on the bed. Then I held her shoulder as I smashed my whole rod in hard till I shot my cum into the condom. After that, I vibrated and came down. She undressed the condom from my pweek like a pro. She did it carefully with tissue and cleaned my rod. I dressed, pleased and staggered home.


Follow me on r i b d o . c o m for more on my sexual life. I am loquacioussinner there. I will drop 'how marathon sex exposed my health condition' in their romance section

peropoliet:
guy if you start writing you will get lot of gigs

tnx

progressb4andno:
You are a doomed guy

hmm. I will regulate it. Addictions get the best of us

So I got alert from r i b d o . c o m yesterday and I was excited. I had begun to wonder how my next meal will come before then. I pondered selling some items to make up numbers. I promised myself I would manage whatever money I got again till my next salary. Luckily as well, I got some tips from some customers I helped at the bank. I had up to five digits cash at hand and was elated. Instead of planning my life, thoughts of visiting a brothel to quench my sexual thirst came into my mind.



I had no girlfriend and felt jealous when my colleagues were talking about their planned romp for the evening to 'rock their boat'. I got home around 6pm and could not wait for the day to get gloomy to enable me visit Ezeka brothel. Around 6pm, I quickly put on a short and white polo and hit the road. The thoughts of selecting from a wide range of young ladies there on skimpy clothes gave me irregular erection.



On getting to the brothel, I observed that the Oloshos I once had sexual encounter with rushed after me. But I was not interested. My eyes looked far and wide till I saw a petite lady on long eye-lashes, conspicuous tatoo, perky boobs and round butt. She caught my attention



I had earlier learnt from one of the Oloshos that she was a retired Olosho that came back. I was shocked. She looked so innocent to be experienced. I was initially worried that she might be too deep down there but I just took my chances.



I could hear one of the Oloshos (though not clearly because of their dialect) saying 'e go finish you o. Do am well may e pay you well. E dey try'. We entered her room and my statue of liberty becAme fully erect immediately as I pulled my shorts. I think I am grateful for is that, despite years of soapy, once I am indoors with a woman, the thoughts of the action gets me well hard (as far as I take things easy and hot without panic).

(R i b d o . c o m has the latest news, visit to see the hottest gist in town, be sure to make comments. I am loquacioussinner there. I have dropped a new post there on how i substained knee injury from doggy)

She was smiling sheepishly and probably did not want to disappoint. Or was blushing as per I will pay well. Omor I was on a disciplined budget of 3k. I kept the rest at home to avoid temptation of going after different ladies. As soon as she wore me the condom and I asked what I will pay, she said I will use my mind to give her at the end.



She laid down missionary style. To my surprise, as I dug In, the hole was tight to my surprise. I imagine Oloshos had a way of making their pussy tight despite meeting different people. As I rode, she raised her legs to make it easy for me. I was uncomfortable though as I didn't have much strength to climb. I switched to doggy and woe and behold my high conji was let loose.



I began to ride her with reckless abandon. This lady was really experienced. She kept spicing up the doggy section. She would change her doggy posture and ask me how I wanted it. Her moaning was top draw. She helped the process of Cumming. When I was holding on to her boobs, she helped my hands tighter to squeeze more (she later felt the pain). That moment of ride, i could feel myself like a wild horse rider being charged with a whip. I was hitting deep. At times, she laid flat and I on top, as we rested and dig gentle from underneath



The style that messed with my rod was cowgirl. Immediately I asked her to ride, she was doing it with reckless abandon. I had to hold her waist at times to regulate her ride. But at times, I was exhausted and let her ride. At times when she was tired, she would rest on my chest and let me dig. Her dancing boobs were handled. She removed the bra and let me press well. I finally came and paid her 3k. She grumbled but I assured I would pay better next time. I woke up this morning with some discomfort in my dick cap. I will reduce how I do my cow girl style going forward

Temiii69:
Did u nack raw why the tests? Well sha chop life while u can.

Just yesterday one keke guy park jeje na so SuV smash am to death. This life na 50/50.

hmm life is a risk

I did some raw

But going forward, I will be careful

karkinase:
Child of doom dun come back again from gambling to lashing oloshoes

hmm. Don't even know which is worse?

One thing for sure is that, a new addiction helps keep the old one in check

Belteshazzar1:
You should be more careful....
Ya living by grace..
why not make up ya mind to make God and ya self proud and quit fornication.

the body nor ya feelings will never be satisfied.. Having sex all the time can't make u have it enough.....

Ya health is important..
Ya eternal security is too..

yea. Living by Grace. Probably fortunate that those I knacked are yet to be infected. My only worry now is the mouth action I did still giving my body discomfort

As for quitting, it's not easy o. Once in a while, one needs that spark to regulate the body. Maybe a companion will help if I can afford one

As for going to church, I will try tomorrow. Only if men of God keep to time. Too many offerings and Thanksgiving

'once one tastes from the forbidden fruit, it's hard to resist it'

I summoned courage to go for an HIV test yesterday. As I boarded a bike to the health centre, I had zeroed my mind to prepare for the worst.

I got to the place, alighted and paid the bike fare. On entering the secluded HIV Test registration centre, I noticed prying eyes like 'you have done bad abi'. One of the health practitioners there even recognised my coming for the test three months ago

After registering me, I was counselled non stop by the Mountain of Fire officer on the need to reconnect with God. At that point, I was ready to go back to church. I later proceeded for the test and was asked to check back in 30 minutes.

During that time, so many things crossed my mind. If it was negative, I promised never to fvck Olosho again. If positive, I was prepared to start taking antiretroviral drugs to live longer. Surprisingly, I was HIV negative. I was excited. I was asked to come for another test in 3 months time

Immediately I came out, I forgot all my promises. The small 3000 naira I had planned to manage till my next pay from ribdo.com, I used 2000 naira to lash one tall Chubby Olosho on my way home from work. She was generous to allow me ride her doggy, cowgirl and missionary for that price. In fact, 90 percent of Oloshos at Ezeka are now considerate with me as a regular customer. I used soapy to top up the sex romp I did before I slept

devilmaycry:
E dey advertise him blog ni

all my stories about gambling and visiting brothels are real

Haakeem:
Na mu.mu you be nothing like this ever happened.
Werey like you.

hmm. You don't know me. My life has been filled with misfortune for a long time

I visited a familiar brothel, the day before yesterday to quench my sexual urge. To my greatest surprise, the promiscuous ladies there rushed after me. Probably the rains had reduced their clients visitation or people have reduced their regular visitation due to hardship or they liked me because of my generosity to those I lashed



I had to find a way to dismiss them one by one. To the one that had k-leg and big breast, but was not good in doggy, I gave her 500 to buy suya and free me. As they were dragging on whose room I would enter, I forced myself into the first room of the lady that once infected me with Chlamydia.



Though I had made up my mind I would not bang any lady raw again. So I insisted to her that I must use a condom, lying it was the only way I could enjoy sex. Omo I be dey fear to catch more infections. But I liked her because she was submissive. She undressed totally, and let me press breast as I like as I rode her without complaints. She responds to any style I want. Though she doesn't take doggy dig for long. I had become more of a sissy and did not want missionary. She climbed me and i held on to her waist as I hit in to meet her ride. At times, I held both of her shoulders and push her in more till I came. She had firm pointy boobs to heighten the current anytime I pressed it.



When done with her, I planned to escape but one short Olosho who knew how to bill, held me to her room. I tried subtly to pull out but I later smiled sheepishly as she took me in. I tried to discourage her that I was broke but she said she would hold my phone so I go home and bring money. I couldn't say much as she was smooching my prick all the while to stimulate me. I loved her petite nature and my guard of honour stood erect. (Read how the hot sex went with the second lady on r i b d o . c o m romance section. I am loquacioussinner there)



At this point, it was enough. But I could hear them say they would share me. Or so I thought from their gesture. They spoke Calabar. As I attempted to flee, one held me by the shirt and one hit my bum bum. The one holding my shirt directed me to her room. I was weak but her busty ass and boobs was tempting. When in, I volunteered to buy her suya so I let go. But she was more interested in deals.i just lay on her bed confused. We were just discussing for a while till I told her if she could make me high, I do. E never reach two minutes, my ashawo prick rise again as she stroked it. She was in for a ride. My third round took time normally. I gave her hard doggy till my stomach began to pain me. I had to lie down and let her ride till I lost strength.



I left the Olosho house weak but feeling naughty and fulfilled. About 10k spent total. Eyes turn me. How do I leave this web?

imagrg:
Your preek will put you in debt soon.

I swear.

Still struggling with an obstruction in my throat after giving mouth action the other time. Seems like a lump in there. I am yet to even run some tests after exposing myself during sex to promiscuous ladies.



But since I started visiting brothels, I have become addicted. But I feel this addiction is far better that masturbating (self-pleasing and messes with your erection) and also better than betting (that only takes and doesn't give joy)



Now I have reason to be motivated to work as there is an end point of pleasure at the end (pussy). Though, money is parted with. But I believe Oloshos are less expensive than planning hook up online.



That feeling of exploring the female anatomy regularly is second to none. Squeezing breast, ass and 'doing the do'. Gives me erection anticipating the next time I visit.



Though I do lose control and pay above budget to get marathon sex. Had to sell my big TV (still have a small one) to have something to feed after patronising Oloshos too much.

BOSSkesh:
You're a finished man
Werey

well.. I seem finished because I am the most honest person here

Illegal1:
Omoh........bros abeg no vex ooh,i wn ask u sum questions.


1)did u create dis nairaland acct(child of doom)jst to lament/wail all the time?


2)omoh...people rub powder the day ur mum born u?


3)did u offend any old woman in ur village?


4)are u sure,ur problem is ordinary?


bros abeg the questions still plenty,bt answer dis ones 1st.

hmm. I may not be the worse of them all in this era

In the different epoch of my life (childhood, adolescence and adulthood), I have always showed traits of worshipping women.



As a growing young boy, I crushed over girls. I would romance bras and pant to feel good. I was always excited to hustle for rubber band and give to the opposite folks to allow me climb them and move up down (while clad though) to feel excited.



As a teenager, it was fun waiting all night to be able to watch explicit movies on E channel that year that was aired weekends. This was because I idolised women. I can stare carelessly at voluptuous ladies and forget eye contact, looking out for exposed cleavages or thighs. This aided soapy



As an adult, not much has changed. Back then as a tutor, it was hard flogging the girls. I was like father Christmas to them. Now as a banker, I get the opportunity to stare at all kinds of ladies that come around and fantasize. At times, I will just stay by the translucent (where they can't see through the other side) window at the security man's post in the office, admiring ladies that pass, some as they adjust themselves by the mirror



Scared entering a relationship as it is hard saying no to a lady's request as a woman wrapper. In the past, I have borrowed before to please my woman. Little wonder it is hard resisting the temptation of visiting Olosho house to have them all when I have money. There is a tactics Oloshos at Ezeka now use to get me. (Read all about it on r i b d o . c o m. Check their romance section for this topic. I am loquacioussinner there)



I even suck breast and pussy just to impress. My lust for women is so strong that I can be with one lady and still be staring at another. At times I wish I had the stamina or the money to handle all the women that comes my way.



Is my treating of women ideal or it will lead me into insolvency?

jamesversion:


Some people may find it enlightening.

exactly. So they know what to expect when they go there.

You can share your observations too

Though I have not spent much time in Olosho houses in Nigeria, but the over six to seven months I have patronised the one close to my house, i deciphered some things I will enumerate:



1) There is always a madam in charge of the brothel. If an Olosho mess up, they are beaten. I once noticed from afar a naive Olosho I patronised being beaten for revealing too much



2) Oloshos are not measured up to size the customers that comes. What I mean is, any size of man can take any size of girl and they must not complain. One girl once avoiding till day break with a big man was called out by the man and she responded sharply



3) Oloshos are not static. They come and go. At times one wonders what happened to previous ones. Those who breach binding agreement are dealt with I guess. Others gain their freedom by working out a certain amount of money.



4) Those who break free become dick hungry and greedy. If you date them, money is never enough. One rod is also not enough. Some fall back to the act when broke or in need



5) Those who are sales girls in brothels, join the trade in no time. I know one wey dey form for me say na sales girl, one week later she don change cloth dey rock dick. I collect my share



6) Those in the act are given special incentives to introduce their sisters to the trade. Common to have siblings Olosho



7) Olosho use some form of voodoo to swingle money or get you hooked to patronise them or to visit them often. My experience with Eva confirms this. (Please view this same topic on the Romance section in r i b d o . c o m to see full explanation of how I suffered in her hand. My name there is loquacioussinner)




Oloshos can not be trusted. When a quarrel breaks out, they will unite against you. I was once a victim. A girl I trusted so much, lied to the madam she did not receive transfer from me. Na God save me



9) Olosho steals. Most times when I am patronising one Olosho, she will ask me to pack all my things into her room so I don't look for it later



10) There are cult guys hanging around brothels to treat guy's Bleep up that refuses to pay. Saw how one guy was rough handled for not paying up. These guys are likely those that initiate new girls in. Who knows by gangraping them



11) The low lives in the Oloshos house. All they do is party to the music playing, smoking and drinking out life. At times I wonder why they just hang out smoking without patronising women. Till I join them one day to drink and I forgot my worries for that moment with two Life beer (I pray this is not a Calling to switch addiction to drinking)



12) the broke guys that badly needs to Bleep, hence patronising cheap Oloshos like the elderly and fat at a subsided rate. Some act as the boyfriend of these girls, laugh with them and await free Bleep at night when customers are done

My name is Pandor Latif (Pseudonym). I am a bet addict cum addict to brothel. Started towards the end of last year. I had the habit of changing Oloshos anytime i visited the brothel. I am the greedy type that tastes all the girls round before my conscience is satisfied. Oloshos at Ezeka dey beef me because of my infidelity (not loyal to any of them). All that changed when I met the lady that infected me with Chlamydia.



She was all i wanted in a lady. This was around March 2023. Ebony lady, perky fine boobs. A good rocker of dick. I asked her how much for one round, she said 1000 naira. If i add backy (doggy), 2500. I decided to pay for both styles. She laid down, pulled her bum short and spread her legs for me to enter.



She fixed a condom on my standing cock and pushed it into her pussy. I could feel inside was hot. Probably she had satisfied other men before me. I pushed in but couldn't enjoy much. Then i turned her doggy and started stroking in fast fast. Doggy was just dope. It made the pussy feel tighter. I pounded the ass from behind with reckless abandon as she moaned. After a time, I came



I lay on the bed discussing with her. She caught my fancy. If not that she be olosho, i for date her. She asked for my phone to chat up her friends she left behind in Akwa Ibom. I obliged. While she was on it, i was gently handling her breast. We began to chat. She asked of my profession and where i stayed.



Told her i was a banker but didn't reveal my house. Never took any one there for security reason. I never had a relationship in a long while. So i felt connected. We went to the suya stand and i bought her 400 naira suya. After which she sat on my leg as the music from the loud speakers serenaded us. She rocked my dick. With time, i was hard again. I suggested i go for another round.



There was a problem. When i undressed, my cock became high but once she fixed condom, the dick fell. I was confused. I had paid 2000 naira. She suggested i Bleep her raw. Immediately i heard that, my prick stand once. Without thinking of the repercussions i dived in raw. (For details of my full experience during the raw sex, please visit r i b d o . c o m and check for this post by loquacioussinner in their romance section)

The next morning my dick was heavy. I noticed painful urination and milky discharge at intervals. I visited the nearest NHIS hospital close to me (having registered for free HMO) and complained. I was given azithromycin. After sometime i became better. I pledged no more raw sex but after some days abstinence i went back. Now addicted to raw sex. God save me