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Romance / Re: Don't Kiss And Tell? Bullshit by MrsExplorer(f): 3:23pm On Oct 12, 2016 |
charix: Are u talking based on your own generalization or based on facts, believe it or not most ladies are hyper sexually active. It's just either of these 1. Most ladies need an excuse to have sex, the excuse is usually , if and when I have a boyfriend then I can have sex, which is not really different from someone who has no boyfriend but has sex nonetheless. 2. And our society/cultural understanding. A gal could probably have had more than a 100 body count and you ll never know cos she ll never tell,,,,, So what are we saying 1 Like |
Romance / Re: Don't Kiss And Tell? Bullshit by MrsExplorer(f): 10:26am On Oct 12, 2016 |
STFUareyouG0d: Reading it, I believe it's written in arabic |
Romance / Re: Don't Kiss And Tell? Bullshit by MrsExplorer(f): 9:47am On Oct 12, 2016 |
STFUareyouG0d: How do you manage the Quran |
Romance / Re: Don't Kiss And Tell? Bullshit by MrsExplorer(f): 9:47am On Oct 12, 2016 |
OBTSubtle: At least |
Romance / Re: Don't Kiss And Tell? Bullshit by MrsExplorer(f): 6:08am On Oct 12, 2016 |
charix: Well believe it or not, most nigerian ladies are even more sexually active than you guys,,,, what do you think,, that sex was made for only men 2 Likes |
Romance / Don't Kiss And Tell? Bullshit by MrsExplorer(f): 10:53pm On Oct 11, 2016 |
I was chatting with a guy and he asked for my body count(whatever that is) I gave him my answer and he just couldn't believe it. Thanks to the anonymity of nairaland, I ll be able to share some of my stories...., DAVID I really can't remember my age when it happened but I was very young cos I was still playing hide and seek with the guys in the neighborhood. my body was already budding and I had a tiny boil like thing growing on my chest, something you people call breast. Anyway I quickly noticed David loved hiding with me, it was innocent at first but one day as we played hide and seek, me and David hiding in the exact same spot, he got close to me and began to gently rub my ass, I slapped his hand off at first but then he continued so I let him. Truth is I liked the way my body tingled as he moved his hand round my ass, I drew close to him and pretended I didn't know what was happening all the while enjoying that feeling. I have never felt that way before as he moved his hands to my lap and rubbed my thigh. I wanted to hold him, to rub him just the way he was rubbing me but I stayed still fearing that he might stop. Over many hide and seek games, I and David would go to our spot and I ll pretend not to know what was happening as he rubbed my ass and prodded my thighs, soon he started to touch my tiny breast but I ll slap his hands off. Not cos I didn't like it but cos I was scared. I quickly learnt that, you can be scared and be totally unaware of what you are scared off. David and his family left the neighborhood and I never saw him again. The rubbing and prodding stopped. CALEB Nothing happened till I got to jss3, I was already fully developed and a close friend with caleb, a guy i shared a desk with. Most parents lock their children inside for fear of them getting promiscuous forgetting that majority of the child's life is spent in school. It all started with us holding hands as we head over to the school cafeteria, he would buy this GSM juice drink and we would share it, laughing and patting ourselves. My body was literally a walking pile of sexual tension waiting to explode, I would gently rub my breast on caleb's shoulder hoping he'll get the message. when no one was watching, I would lie on his shoulder, squeeze his hands and sniff his neck but he did nothing. Then one day some S S 3 students came into our class and ordered us to put our heads on our desk and sleep, the teachers were having a meeting. We did as we were told, about 10 mins into the fake sleep I felt caleb's hand on my lap, my heart started to really beat fast, 'don't stop' I said in my mind. Caleb slid his hands into my skirt and rubbed my laps, he was going further than David ever did, almost touching the spot where my thighs met. But it seem lik his hand couldn't just reach that spot no matter how hard he tried so I shifted forward in my chair making it easier for him, all this while I was still pretending to be asleep. My slight movement made him remove his hand but then after about 3 mins he started again, massaging my thighs, going further, into my skirt and this time he was able to reach that spot, the moment he touched and stroked my vg, it was like I was slapped on the face with something marvelously hot. My excitement was crazy, and my legs felt so light, as he stroked I couldn't pretend anymore, I shifted forward again and held his hand in as he made to bring it out. He kept rubbing, touching what I came to later discover was my clit. He was clumsy but it was exciting, it something I can't describe, all I know was my thighs were really hot and I was beginning to get really wet and I didn't want him to stop. It took every iota of nerve in me not to moan. My advise to parents out there is instead of acting lik angry gods at home,locking them in and shit, draw ur children close and communicate with them. JIDE Caleb and I never went past the thigh rubbing experience, in fact that was the only time we did something like that. It's was a closely watched private school. Anyway I left the school and started a government school from SS1 TO SS3. For 2 years I was angry with my parents for sending me to a government school not just understanding the concept of my dad loosing his job. They are my parents and ought to give me the best no matter what. As a result, I kept to myself and became fully introverted keeping to my romance novels and solving maths questions. But that was until I met Jide, Jide is the first and only guy I know who reads romance novel and the way he talks is just so attractive. Soon it became a habit that I'll dodge classes and head over to our school cassava farm, lay on his legs as he reads out romance upon romance scenes to me. It was a fantasy, a fantasy I loved even than food. Needless to say, he asked me out and I accepted, my first boyfriend. When we eventually kissed in that cassava farm I knew I would always want to be kissed, the pleasure was so much to no want more. On several occasion we would kiss but then I ll slap his hands off as he tried to touch my breasts. Guys can do anything to touch a breast, it's like their whole life depends on a breast. Jide would go into a lot of theatrics just to touch my breast and one day I let him. That day, we were kissing in the cassava farm as usual and he moved his hands to my breast, I let him, so he squeezed gently, the pleasure was crazy. I pulled the first two of my button and unclipped my bra, something I hadn't don't before, he took this as an invitation and I could see the excitement in his eyes, there are two sure ways women have power over men, one is SEX, the second one is FOOD, and one of my stupid frnd would say sex is food. I let my breast fall bare and moaned as he squeezed, he pinched my nipples and I moaned even more, I couldn't lie still so I climbed on top of him while he kept rubbing my breats. It was really easy to be on him as I was wearing this really big Ballon skirt. I do not know what I was doing bit I knew I started grinding on him by impulse. When I could take the pleasure anymore, I planted my breast and his face and he took one nipple in his mouth, it was at that moment everything went crazy. As he suckered my nipples, fire jolted through my body and sent springs of wetness to my thighs, I moaned louder than ever, not caring for whoever was going to hear me. I raised my skirt even hiigher, pull down his Zipper and began stroking his dick with my inner thigh, grinding as his dick came in contact with my vg. He was very hard and I was vibrating with all the sexual emotion running through me like wildfire. The more I grinded on his dick the more I wanted him inside me, I stood up and pulled of my pant. It's crazy, I have never been sexually active but here I was pulling of my pant while Jide was on the ground, he must probably be thinking the kind of wild girl I am. But I didn't care, all I wanted was to do something about this emotions, I pulled of my pant in that cassava field and climbed on top of him. The moment his dick touched my inner thigh I knew heaven and hell was mixing one mighty juice down there as I was so wet. I kept grinding slowly, rubbing the edge of my pussy on his dick, it was sweet pleasure, if only I was a good enough writer to describe that feeling, but you know as they say, the best things are better not spoken. As I grinded, Jide turned so he was on me and started to rub his dick round my pussy lips, heaven is real, I know cos I felt it that day, all my inside churned with a hunger dt made my stomach. That was all we ever did, rubbing and grinding. I was never brave enough to take him in, I heard the first time iS always painful,,, even though it eventually was painful, Jide was not brave enough to take me. MOSES He was a romance story that could have been but never was. He wanted love, I wanted someone that would suck my breastS and drive me wild, in the end we became just good friends. Dan Think of any bad guy you know, now multiply his badness by 3 , what you get is Dan. I met him after my WAEC in a wild birthday party. I was wearing a bum short and white singlet, how I got to the party is an interesting story for another day. I hit the dance floor and started dancing, lik I said it was a wild party, the dance floor was almost dark and slutiness was everywhere, it was in the music, in the dancing, and even in the drinks. As I danced, Dan came behind me and started rocking If I swing my hips to the left, he ll do the same, we danced in synchronization and soon I started to feel the sexual tension between us. He held my hips and planted my ass directly on his crotch. I could feel his bulginess and I knew I shld have stopped that moment and walked out of the dance floor but I just wanted to see how far he would take it. I kept dancing while he dick kept getting bigger, he didn't seem to care, soon instead of holding my hips he was holding caressing navel. No one had ever caressed my navel, and the feeling was really great, I kept dancing, suddenly he gabbed my hand and led me off the dance floor into one of the rooms in the compound, he started kissing me immediately without saying a word.., I pushed him off and just stared at him, he stared too then he started to walk towards me, very slowly but with the cofidence of a man who knew what he wanted. Slowly he planted a kiss on my lips and I kissed him back and in dt moment we became two wild animals, lost in the sheer lust of the moment, he kissed me with more force almost brute like cavemen but it sent fires down my spine, I clawed my finger into his back and he groaned. It was an unspoken agreement, we would be wild and so it was. He tore off the white singlet I was wearing and yanked my bra off. I didn't care or bother, I clawed deeper into his skin as I pulled him close, raising one of my legs and wrapping it round him as I savored the taste of his lips on mine. We kissed for what must have been lik a moment lost in an infinite loop of eternity. I was out of breath by the time he planted his lips on my breast. Moving his tongue round the base of my breast, he created circular paths with his tongue while one of his free hand moved slowly to my thighs. I patted my legs slightly to give him dt space and the assurance dt I love what he was doing, he slid into my pant and covered my pussy with his hands, cupping it as if it was a scoop of ice cream. He pressed his hands on my clit and held it there not moving while he continued to slowly suck my breast all the while not even touching my nipples. My stomach rose with anticipation, my nipples ached to be touched, I pushed he head to my nipple but he would touch it, I couldn't take this torture anymore. I pulled down his Zipper and then his trousers with as much force as I could muster and grabbed his dick with a brute Ness that made him wince, I began to stroke. When he eventually planted his tongue on my nipples, I went crazy. My legs turned jelly and moaned Lik I have never done before. He sucked my nipples just as he was rubbing my clit. Dan is a master. After 2 or 3 nights of wild kisses and torturous romance I finally gave myself to him,,,,, allowing his essence prod my sexuality,, So there you have it,,, a mild beginning of a life that'S overly sexually active. A live most people term as sluty cos it breaks the realm of what they understand. 9 Likes 1 Share |
Literature / Re: A Client From Hell by MrsExplorer(f): 7:15pm On Oct 11, 2016 |
adeniyi65: Feel free, just add the link here and tell frnds there are great stories on nairaland 1 Like |
Education / Re: A 2:2 In These Universities May Equal 2:1 Or First Class Of Other Universities by MrsExplorer(f): 11:25am On Sep 30, 2016 |
abeloureal: May my Almighty God bless you for this |
Poems For Review / Re: CHAOS (my Collection Of Poems Or Something To That Effect) by MrsExplorer(f): 8:34pm On Sep 17, 2016 |
I heard once, there was a seven point agenda, how time flies. I break her wings and piss on my calendar cos everyday gone is a remembrance of failed promises like prophets we struggle with this apocalyptic tendencies there's no revelation, the end is here even before the start of genesis In the beginning was their word and in the end was our blood....., 3 Likes |
Literature / Re: The Ambush - a very short illustration by MrsExplorer(f): 5:39pm On Sep 17, 2016 |
nuwell: very funny |
Poems For Review / CHAOS (my Collection Of Poems Or Something To That Effect) by MrsExplorer(f): 5:38pm On Sep 17, 2016 |
I've come to realize the more you hold the less you can keep So break the bones in your palms and loosen your grip, or lets play a game, its called truth or dare i dare you to live each day without using something that was shared. How did it go? Did the air choke in your breath? What kind of heart would i find if i dared to open your chest? Chaos is sweet for those with a bitter tongue so they carry in their belly the melodies of a bitter song till the thoughts in their head burst with the stench of disease then they do things that troubles our soul and distorts the peace. I know enough to know what you have is what you release. This is not how life is supposed to be i know this from the verses that were spoken to me be your brothers keeper! be your brothers keeper!! be your brothers keeper!!! but we stretch our legs, dodge them and laugh like street side strippers. Cupid is in the air looking for who to shoot drunk and tired from lack of a heart to bruise broken hearts erected as a reason to choose between 'to love' and another stupid excuse. I know a game it's called truth or dare I dare you to live each day without using something that was shared from the loving heart of another. 3 Likes 1 Share |
Literature / Re: The Ambush - a very short illustration by MrsExplorer(f): 12:11pm On Sep 17, 2016 |
can you add one more update? 1 Like |
Literature / Re: The Seven Witches And The Kind Woman by MrsExplorer(f): 12:05pm On Sep 17, 2016 |
I think i lost you along the 4th and 5th update. I loved the story and i'll be reading it to my younger ones. 1 Like |
Literature / Re: I Have Just Written This Poem..please I Need Your Compliments And Critics.. by MrsExplorer(f): 11:52am On Sep 17, 2016 |
meckiano: i get the poem but i really don't see how it is feminist (maybe you should shed more light on that) I love this line "the birds quirk in my heart" i'm thinking your use of the birds means the thoughts that are going through your mind and giving you that sleepless night. In addition,this line caught my attention A night that gives more strength to humanity How does a sleepless night give strength to humanity? I'm sure it's by working on your thoughts, ideas and plans and make them fruitful for humans to enjoy. In all its a nice poem but you can do better. |
Family / Re: I Killed My Husband And Mistress by MrsExplorer(f): 3:19pm On Sep 16, 2016 |
AjFive: I love this,,, now i got so many people stalking me. any lady to the rescue? |
Family / Re: I Killed My Husband And Mistress by MrsExplorer(f): 5:45pm On Sep 15, 2016 |
hahahahahaha, this is getting out of hand 1 Like |
Religion / Re: Which Thread, Topic Or Person You Enjoy Here? by MrsExplorer(f): 3:37pm On Sep 15, 2016 |
NevetsIbot: i'm in the corner watching you kiss him oh oh, (your signature) |
Religion / Re: Which Thread, Topic Or Person You Enjoy Here? by MrsExplorer(f): 1:37pm On Sep 15, 2016 |
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Family / Re: I Killed My Husband And Mistress by MrsExplorer(f): 8:50am On Sep 14, 2016 |
Royver: i'd be very happy. n i do not mind at all....,plus i would love to read it too. 1 Like |
Family / Re: I Killed My Husband And Mistress by MrsExplorer(f): 2:29pm On Sep 13, 2016 |
Royver: Hi friend, i know i should keep this going but lol, i can't. maybe we could arrange a more elaborate drama some other time...., Thanks for ehm, ehm......., everything. 1 Like |
Family / Re: I Killed My Husband And Mistress by MrsExplorer(f): 2:27pm On Sep 13, 2016 |
nuwell: this is really good, really really really good. But i give up on the both of you. You can have me now......, LOL!!! 2 Likes |
Literature / Re: Mysterious Ileya Ram by MrsExplorer(f): 8:53am On Sep 12, 2016 |
bibijay123: lol, which kind ransom |
Family / Re: I Killed My Husband And Mistress by MrsExplorer(f): 1:17am On Sep 11, 2016 |
Dear John, I did not mean it to get to this, to kill my husband and watch as his mistress bleed to death. What do they say about the choice of a lonely woman? Nothing. I made my choice and right now i am supposed to live with. But what can i say about you? Can you really live with the choices you've made? You watched with your friends as a lonely woman go crazy, i'm not blaming you or anything but i mean you could have done something. I remember you, Dear John, the construction guy that would smile at me when i go to dry my clothes outside, my eyes swollen from the tears and lonely orgasms from last night. I love watching the way you lifted those heavy duty machines, the rips in your muscles and then i'd swallow my spit almost choking my self in the process from the way i was hungry to have a man treat me like the woman i am. You knew this, you knew i was lonely, you know my little secret, peeping from your own little hole, But what did you do? You followed the perverted path, you and your friends having a hang from watching me and i guess with some few bottles of beer. Was it fun? Did you enjoy the view, the minutes details of how i masturbated my misery away only for it to come back the next instant with the force of a thousand demons. Oh, you knew i was going to do something silly, you knew that no woman can perfectly handle what i was going through, you see, the difference between you and i is, i did not know what i was capable of, i never planned to kill anyone. You should have offered a helping hand or your di.ck, which ever you think was strong enough to lift me from that pit of loneliness. I would have been more than willing to play along with you, if not for anything but to spite my husband, to pay him back in his own coin. I know you have a thing for watching crazy and lonely people do crazy and lonely shits, maybe that's all you are good for, but next time when you see a lonely heart, a broken mind, or a hungry and sex starved woman who's only way of getting it on is watching as her husband sleeps with numerous ladies, its best you offer any help you can in anyway that you can. I'm lying in my room right now, on my bed with a yellow bed sheet totally rumpled cos I've been in this position for the past 8 hours, too weak to stand up, too distraught to move and in truth I've been playing a game. You know chess? Its a game of kings and queens, that's the only thing that can take my mind off this pit hole i dug for myself. Its a game with tactics and strategies, offering poisons to kill your opponent, the opening i love most is called the Queen's gambit. Beware John. I've read your message and i feel compelled to reply and also to say you would never see me upclose. Your threat don't do anything to me, my husband's people can go to hell, but most importantly its the fact that you could have helped but you choose to do nothing. Now that i know you are watching, i'll be watching too. Its now a game of chess for the both of us and know this, I'm the queen here and i have a gambit; dear John, i have a gambit. I have killed before, 2 people i must add and i won't be afraid to kill again. I am determined to live through this no matter what but i cannot say the same for you. Watch your back! A woman like me is not someone you want to fvck with, Literally. 6 Likes 1 Share |
Literature / Re: Blood On The Coat Hanger by MrsExplorer(f): 12:13pm On Sep 10, 2016 |
Niwdog: You are about to see scary,, read this last chapter at your own peril |
Foreign Affairs / Re: BREAKING: Supreme Court Says Public Masturbation No Longer A Crime by MrsExplorer(f): 10:45am On Sep 09, 2016 |
off to italy |
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