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Debbie was only sixteen when she gave birth to her son, Jake. The father was only eighteen himself and didn’t fancy the responsibility of fatherhood, and he didn’t stick around. In fact, he never saw his son. Debbie’s parents were supportive and looked after baby Jake during the daytime to allow their daughter to finish her schooling. Debbie took her toddler son to college with her where she obtained a degree in business studies. Then she moved to the big city and started working for a big insurance company.

Jake was then starting school and they made a happy mini-family – Debbie the twenty-something professional career woman, and her young son to whom she was devoted.
Plenty of Debbie’s friends and colleagues were just in casual relationships with motherhood far away yet, so they all adored young Jake when they came to visit Debbie’s apartment. The boy was quite happy to be pampered and cooed over by all these broody young women!
In 1999, when she was twenty-six and Jake was ten, Debbie moved out to the suburbs to a small neat home down a quiet leafy street. Jake was approaching puberty and enjoyed being the man of the house – mowing the lawn, washing the car, rescuing his mum whenever she encountered a spider – her greatest fear – going for a leisurely stroll to stretch it’s eight legs round the bathtub. For the mother of an adolescent boy, Debbie was still a relatively young woman. Her and Jake were sometimes more like friends than mother and son, and very open and affection towards one another. Debbie had taught Jake about the facts of life and where babies come from when he was only eight, wanting to be completely open with the boy with regards to such subjects. Jake wasn’t in anyway embarrassed because his mother wasn’t. He enjoyed having a mum who was just as much a friend and confident as she was a loving mother. He even once asked her what masturbation was, having heard the word on TV. Debbie had explained it without shame, saying it was ‘when boys and girls play with themselves because it feels good, and it simulates the pleasures of sex but without an actual partner.’. It wasn’t an explicit description, but nonetheless it was far better than the reaction of most mothers, who would have been mad that their eleven year old son knew such a word! Debbie simply said that ‘all boys’ do it when they enter their teens and that ‘it’s a private act but not one to be ashamed about’. Jake had blushed a little at hearing his mum talk about such things, even though she was normally open about things anyway. But nonetheless it made him feel so glad to have a young and open-minded mother. He knew one friend who’s prudish, nagging middle-aged mum was still telling her boy that masturbation (or ‘touching yourself impurely’) was ‘wicked’ and, furthermore, still repeating the age-old crap about it making you go blind!...... CONTINUE READING BELOW

https://www.awaflix.ng/stories/a-maternal-affair-18/

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Unspoken Desires: My Best Friend’s Dad Part 1

https://www.awaflix.ng/stories/unspoken-desires-my-best-friends-dad/

Unspoken Desires: My Best Friend’s Dad Part 2

https://www.awaflix.ng/stories/unspoken-desires-my-best-friends-dad-ii/

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Seventh Heaven: Stories About Tolani [18+]

Part 1

https://www.awaflix.ng/stories/seventh-heaven-stories-about-tolani-i-18/

Part 2

https://www.awaflix.ng/stories/seventh-heaven-stories-about-tolani-ii-18/

Part 3

https://www.awaflix.ng/stories/seventh-heaven-stories-about-tolani-finale-18/

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During the course of the years in which I have been more or less closely associated with other prostitutes I have frequently listened to explanations as to just what this one or that owed her degradation; the particular villainy to which she attributed her advent into a life of shame. The usual story is one of seduction by a lover under the inevitable extenuating circumstance of “before I really knew anything,” with the occasional variation, “he put something in my drink, and when I came too…” or, “he was stronger than I was and I couldn’t do anything.” In these glib stories, in which none but the inconsequential details vary, the man is always to blame and the girl is never a willing accomplice. She is always, by artifice, force or deception, and subsequent abandonment, the victim of some man’s depravity.
I confess that I have listened to these tales and even witnessed a few tears of self-pity, with a certain amount of skepticism. In thinking back over my own life I can find nothing which would serve as a valid excuse to shift upon somebody else the responsibility of my own condition, nor can I in justice accuse any man of having instigated my moral degradation, although the number of those who have taken advantage of my voluntary delinquency is legion. True, were I to hypocritically search for some contributing factor with which to justify myself in my own mind or in the minds of others, I might place some blame upon the environment under which I was raised as a child, yet, a conscientious analysis of my subsequent life leads me to no other conclusion than that had these conditions been entirely normal I would still, just as water seeks its level, have drifted into a life analogous to that in which you find me.
I do not believe that character is made by environment or training. I am something of a fatalist and it is my conviction that the seeds of goodness or badness, kindness or malevolence, virtue or viciousness, are implanted in the soul right from the beginning, and while some slight modifications either for better or for worse may be possible under varying circumstances, the net result will not be greatly changed.

In my childhood days I knew two brothers, sons of affluent parents highly respected in the community. These two boys were raised under the most favorable home and moral environment possible to imagine. The elder, always the personification of honor and circumspection, occupies a position of trust high in the affairs of the nation. The younger child of the same parents, raised under exactly the same conditions and influences, early in life manifested all the characteristics of an irresponsible nature and is today being sought for his participation in a robbery which culminated in murder. I know of other such instances.
I was seduced by no man, but I managed to get rid of my maidenhead before I was twelve years old. By the time I was fourteen I had been bleeped by a dozen young fellows and several older men. I wasn’t infatuated or deceived or coerced. I let them Bleep me because it felt nice, because I liked it, and even the fact that shillings and even larger sums of money could be easily and pleasantly acquired didn’t play any very important part in my complacency.
I was eight and Rene, my foster brother, ten when mutual curiosity about each other’s little sexual attributes first began to take the form of child efforts to unravel Nature’s mysteries. These efforts, which at first did not pass much beyond the observational stage, with an occasional touching and fingering, were inspired more by curiosity than sexual promptings; nevertheless, we sensed more elements of forbidden fruit and exercised considerable caution in hiding ourselves when the impulse was upon us to gratify our curiosity.
Under the roof of our home was an attic which was used as a sort of storeroom for discarded furniture and other odds and ends. Rene and I converted it into a species of playhouse.
Access to this attic was gained by a steep and narrow stairway enclosed between dark walls, and our parents rarely climbed these stairs, and would have given us ample warning by their footsteps had it occurred to them to do so; we felt reasonably secure, and always repaired to this obscure hideaway when the mood to do something naughty was upon us.
Mamma Agnes was not my real mother. My own mother had died when I was four years old. With the practical philosophy of a widower left with a small child on his hands, Papa lost no time in acquiring a new wife, and in less than six months I had a mamma and a stepbrother two years older than myself..... Continue reading below >>
https://www.awaflix.ng/stories/confessions-of-an-english-maid/

I can do it seun.

I can do it

What could be better than having better sex in 2024?

Here’s what you can do to spice things up in 2024:

Flirt more

According to Culley, continuing to flirt in your relationship could be beneficial for your sex life.

Essentially, it’ll help them to feel more desirable.

Do you have a sex bucket list?


This is your moment to explore the world of sexual fantasies.

Whether you’ve got a myriad of kinks, or you don’t really know what you’re into, creating a bucket list can be a fun way to try new things with your partner.

Compliments are key


Everyone likes to be told they are beautiful or good at thing, which is why giving your partner compliments without expecting anything in return can boost their self-esteem, and improve your connection.

Save the date

Scheduling in sex doesn’t sound particularly fun, but sometimes it can be difficult to know when you’ll get the chance during the week.

As it’s easy to lose track of the days and if desire has been dwindling, it can even disappear entirely.

So, to combat this, schedule in a weekly romp and focus on ‘responsive sex’ to fuel your lust.

This is when you get turned on by your partner touching you.

You can even set a little ‘sex alarm’ if it helps.

Date nights need to be a regular thing.

Don’t sleep on pre-intimacy


pre-intimacy isn’t just about making sure that your partner is turned on and then it’s forgotten about, it’s essential to many women’s ability to orgasm.

According to Culley ‘more than 75 percent of women will struggle to orgasm through penetrative sex alone, so aim for the 10:10 rule – ten minutes of pre-intimacy and ten for sex’.

Have adventures away from the bedroom

If you’re finding that your sex life mainly revolves around your bed, cut it out.

Go and try sex in fun places (legal places, like in your home) to spice it up.

You could try it in the shower, in the kitchen, on the sofa - the list is endless.

Commit to weekly dates


It’s important to keep dating your partner, long after your initial beginning.

Whether you choose to go out to dinner, bowling or to the cinema, it’s keeping the spark alive that’s important.

Also, making sure that you’re focusing on each other is key, so turn that phone off.

Focusing on the moment is what Culley believes will help. Credit: PixabayFocusing on the moment is what Culley believes will help. Credit: Pixabay

More orgasms = better sex, duh

Instead of rushing to finish, take your time and enjoy yourself in the moment.

It’s not a race to see who can reach the finish line, it’s about being present in the moment and focusing on your own pleasure.

Once you stop obsessing over the big O, you’ll have longer, stronger orgasms.

intimacy gadgets are a great addition

There are so many things out there on the market that can help you to feel more pleasure during sex.

From vibrators to rings, clamps and more risqué accessories, you’ll have fun searching for something new to try out every now and then.

Remember, a intimacy gadget is your partner, not your competitor when it comes to sex.

Dirty talk

Talking dirty is a trick that’s been used to get loads of people going, which is why this is the last tip.

Culley recommends building it up with an ‘I love it when you do X,Y,Z’ and go from there.

https://www.awaflix.ng/stories/10-tips-to-improve-your-sex-life-in-2024/

Wutinky:






Are you sure Tinubu is a Nigerian talk less of being a Yoruba? No brother or father or mother and relatives and childhood friend

Yes o

Hi

It's well

Ngozi123:


You just insulted all Igbo people in one of your comments above so why are you upset when one insults you back?

I didn't insult anyone

Ngozi123:


You just said tribalism is killing Nigeria and then you post this... You're also killing Nigeria.

My post is to take back our country from wicked leader, there's no form of tribalism here madame

StarRida:
this is a welcome development especially as it's coming from a Yoruba man so if I may ask how do you propose we fight this useless Government as you said earlier

Is come together and strategies on how will can chase out of this old political prostitute out of powers, and let the youth take over the country, even if is by force, or a start a armed rebellion team, or we can do peaceful, but doing it peaceful as never worked properly like you saw In the Endsarz police and army killing innocent citizens

NimrodEndOfDays:
same you would say Igbos should leave Lagos,same you would start giving advice on how igbos dont love themselves. Which tribe in Nigeria doesn't have these issues? I schooled in The SW and in my university,there are factions of Yoruba's that segregate bases on which yoruba town you are from. Don't forget ife and Modakeke have been at logger heads for years too. Don't worry about us, worry about yourselves

Nice statement, but the truth is, instead of wasting time arguing , let's come together and make Nigeria better again, we are too lazy in this generation, our forefathers will be weeping in their graves, for our ignorance.. we are letting all this old bastard in power dictate how will should live our lives, are happy with the killings in Igbo Land, UKM and IPOB OR whatever it doesn't matter, let's start a revolution, if not you guys are going to be living in a fantasy of separating from Nigeria, those old bastard will not allow it work, even some of the Igbo people in power are supporting them

EmperorCaesar:


This is a silly statement

How does producing a President help a tribe to grow?

How would producing a president help an avarage Igbo person

U guys should just rest with your zero logic assertions

My point exactly

gidgiddy:


Yeah, keep believing, just that you guys should allow those of us who no longer care about Nigeria to go peacefully, via referendum, and the rest of you can carry on believing

Lol.. you think is by just saying, when Nigeria broke out from Britain were are we now in Nigeria, and now you want a separate when una self no like una self you guys are fighting a confused battle that will give you premium tears in the future

gidgiddy:


So my Grandfather has been saying since 1960

Just believe it will happen, and also make moves to making it a reality you can't just sit down and expect the unexpectedable to happen

Emetex22:

Why are you worrying about Igbo unity, you should be fighting to exit the union so bad if your IGR is greater than China as u always boast 😆 🤣 😂, hunger will do the needful, no gun will be fired this time

It's well my brother

Splashme:


OP, shebi Tinubu abi Thiefnùbu is president of the entire Nigeria?

Now, you criticise your president but one miserable 'suffering and smiling' Yoruba tribalist attacks you hard for criticising a man that is president of the entire Nigeria.

The Yorubas are throwing in too much emotions and tribalism in this Tinubu project. They should rest abeg! Ain't they suffering the current hardship and hyperinflation as well?
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We all are suffering it, but it shouldn't mean that we should be criticize for having a Yoruba president

gidgiddy:


The mistake people like you make is thinking we are one. We are just ethnic groups brought together by the military force of the British, held together by the military force of Nigeria, but we have never been one

Nigeria should have disintegrated a long time ago, we are wasting our time in an unworkable union

We can still make it work my brother

NimrodEndOfDays:
we have not had an Igbo president in the last 50 years! We are still progressing even with all the animosity and hatred from the yoruba and Fulani people. And why do we have to behave like you for we to get anything from this cursed country? We don't we just separate so you can enjoy your region without the Igbos?

You will never learn my brother, keep on thinking about this separatist movement, you think today if Biafra Is a country, you will still have that peace you are looking for, like anambra don't like ebonyi state people as a Yoruba man I have lived in east for a long time, I stayed in Owerri, Anambra and Enugu, I know how you guys behave, learn to love yourselves first before thinking about separating, it won't end well trust me

JagabanB:

They don't even like themselves but themselves.
Anambra doñ't like Ebonyi, same as other states, within the state, they still doñ't like themselves, within the LG, they doñ't like themselves, down to family, siblings doñ't even like themselves.
They cañ't give what they doñ't have, we have allowed them to spill bile for too long.
That's why they are getting brutaI replies now.

You are right when you said they don't like themselves I stayed in Owerri imo state, for 3 years, before moving back to Lagos, I learnt how they behave and what type of things they are capable of

NimrodEndOfDays:
They just shout and make noise online. All that shouting stops when they cross ore into another state that has no Yoruba's. That's why you will know how cowardly these people are.

You can see again this same thing am talking about, what has insult got to do with peace, you don't to stop this mindset, if not we will continue enjoying bad government, do you think if things continues like this, that they will ever be an igbo President, of course because those bad government in the top won't allow it, this wrinkly old bastard that doesn't want to retire, but all the youth from all tribes comes together and fight for revolution we will win and take back our country

JagabanB:
lgb0s àttàckèd the north and called Hausa-Fulani names for 8 years.
Praised Yorûbas so well especially in 2019 election results collation thread on Nairaland here, u can check that thread and see.
Today, a Yorûba person won election, they turn against Yorûbas.
Tomorrow, if someone from SS wins on the pIatform of APC, lgb0s will rechannel that negative energy towards SS.

Is what am saying those people are nepotic and selfish, if an igbo man becomes president you won't even hear one Igbo man saying trash, what is causing their problem now is this cultural racism, they don't like anyone but themselves