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In twaci i believe !!!! |
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Pls advice |
Hhmmmmmmmm, i heaved in relief. Could this be true? Was i been punked? OMG is this just a fictional story? How on earth can this be happening? How,why, when, who......my head kept on murmuring. Happy new week my dear readers. I must say i feel so depressed for a monday morning. My bones still aches from yesterday's church dance while my heart still rue from the sorrows of yesteryears. I cant but wondered if there is God sometimes, not that i dont know he does but life issues can be so overwhelming . Yesterday, i posted a brother's story in which he explained the genesis of his travail and he quite sought for our help. Responses hasnt been that amazing but am trusting God to show us the way. So today, am goin to publish the sister's version and you may not believe whats about to hit you. Just sit tight and see what this world has become. "Chaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii, ther is GOD Ooooooooooo" IN HER WORDS Hello mr scent. Am sure yu know why am sendin yu this mail so i will go straight to the point. Am two years younger than my brother but our education has always gone hand in hand. We shared virtually everything together and i love my brother. Yea, its true we do have sex but what you dont know is that he wasnt the one that disvirgined me. Life hasnt been fair to me while growing up coz those that were meant to shield me sold me out without a blink. Confused?? Let me xplain. In my ss2, i came home earlier than my bro dat day for some reasons i cant remember right now. On getting home, i met chaos and pandemonium. At first i saw my dad sweating like a drowned chicken and later i saw flurry of our neighbours trooping out of my parents bedroom. What could be going on?.. I imagined as i trolled in gently. Not so long, i was shocked by the reality. Our landlord's daughter was lying in the room naked and crying like a christmas chicken. Shuuuuuuuuuu, chineke!!!. I wondered if i was dreaming or just hallucinating. "So dad and sikira has finally bleeped themselves.....but why on his matrimonial bed??" I kept on wondering. That day, mum beat the hell out of sikira and she also made sure dad had a mark to remember for his misdoing. Days went by and weeks passed but i cud still hear neighbours gigglin behind my back anytime i passed and this do make me really really sad. On one of such occasions, i threw caution into the wind and caused a scene. It took the intervention of my dad to douse the tension. My dad lifted me on his arms and pet me to sleep in his room. Where the hell my brother and mum went that day, i wouldnt know. As the petting continued, i began getting aroused. My dad seemed to notice this and he kept handling and stroking my hairline. I was furious, curious but yet ecstatic. I didnt know where this feeling might lead too but i was happy i could feel that way. When i was beginning to fall asleep, i felt a wet thud on my mouth.....jhesus, i was being kissed!! By my dad I flinged up but he overpowered me and had his way. I wept and cried for days and my mum wouldnt stop asking why. Ohh lord, i love my family and i cant survive a broken home. But if my dad went for restitution afterwards, i wouldnt know.Now am free, am disvirgined. My dad made me a woman, a bad one at that. Every day, every night, i crave for sex. So you see, while living with my brother in school, i wondered what could be so grave than having sex with my father and my answer was....NOTHING!!!! My brother wasnt really strong spiritually which was why he fell for my pranks. I would strip to teeth and then cuddle him on the pretence that i am feeling heat and also scared. I started by kissing him and it was only a matter of time before we both lost our keys. Things went beyond control. I also couldnt stand by and watch my brother digging another chic which was why i overfed him with sex for years. While i was shagging my brother on one side, my dad kept asking for more anytime we were on break. If my mum knew anythin about all this, i wouldnt know. Now am serving and so is my brother. He has resorted to masturbating while i still collect my kondo from time to time. Awhhhhhhh, i may sound raw to you but so is my problem. Even in church, i always feel like someone is stroking and kissing my clitoris. I will begin to shake. By the time service was over, all i can ever think of is my sexmate, eddy. Eddy serves me neat and hard. And when he is not around, i go meet spankyy....and the list doesnt end there. Maybe because am enjoying the sex was why i didnt know my destiny was whithering away. How God has managed to keep me alive till now is still a mystery. I want to change. I want intervention. I want counsel. I want LIFE. Have had enough "PLEASURE FROM HELL" REMARK OMG, i can hear someone saying, Many things is happening in this world. Here you have it ooooo. Please give your advice to this dying girl. Whatever we can achieve together, stays with us forever. Thank you. Take care fellas, i love you all. Till next time i write your way again, dont lose it !!!!!!! More @ http://scentmarlc./ |
sauceny:So? |
[quote author=SuperSuave post=33609437][/quote]Really, you did this?? |
BasseyJ:Ok whaat? |
kestolove95:It depends on the producer... You can adapt it into a movie |
chowlade:What an angle |
Skanas:You dont have to spit your gut if you dont believe it. |
diamondtutu:Awhhh people can be discouraging ehnnn!!! |
Basildvalour:Thank you and God bless you |
Segeggs:pls i wana know more about the facebook ads. Scentmarlc@gmail.com |
chowlade:is that an advice ? |
izuch:are you trying to buy space!!!! I guess you are battling with demons too... |
Mod kindly please move this to the front page !!!! Its urgent!!! |
Happy sunday palz. Hope y’all had a swell night. While still rolling over the sheets early this morning, my phone rang, but it wasnt a call. In recent times, i have often set any music i like as the tone for my email, atleast my blackberry allows me to do so. While still half asleep, i managed to end the noise by picking up the phone grudgingly….awhhhhhh, i yawned. Alas, i saw two new mail in my inbox and all i could do was just sleep back again. I think i might have thought on who the sender could be in my short dream – skyebank whom i recently opened an account with? Could it be my dear friend from cashbackresearch? Ohhhh who could this be sef? I cant IN HIS OWN WORDS… Hello scentmarlc, am an ardent reader of your blog but i seldomly comment. Pls hide my email and kindly edit my grammar as much as possible. My reason for the subject title is not farfetched from the way i presently feel. I feel so empty. Pardon my manners but i still wont reveal too much details about my personal self. Thats the same reason i couldnt post on your wall on fb. I grew up in an average nigeria family. We aint too poor neither were we rich. My parents hustled and never stop to do that even as me and my younger sister finished has obtained our bachelor degrees. Yea, we are just two. My sister and i practically grew up together having been in the same class, same department in school, same chorister band in church, same this same that. Huhhhh. Did i mention we also lived together throughout my university days?? But thats because our parent didnt have much to spare. In no time, my sister got comfortable undressing while i was in the room and i practically didnt feel a thing – you know what i mean right!!! Before long, i started having feelings for a girl in my class during our sophormore year but my sister wont have anything like that, she hated even the thought of it. At first i thought my sister was just being protective but things got worse as time passed. She would UnCloth her self and tell me to Bleep her if that was what i was looking for outside — whaaaaaaat?? I can hear you scream. I tried and God knows i tried to resist and rebuke this newfound temptation but all my effort to make her see we are gona be committing incest fell into deaf ears. To cut the long story short, i had sex with my sister almost every blessed night for almost two years. Wheeeew, i know what you must be thinking right now! I got addicted to sex big time, with my sister ofcourse but right now, we are serving in different state. The last time she came visiting, we just couldnt keep hands off each other. My problem now is that, i do not have a girlfriend and i am always feeling Hot. I hardly can stay a day without masturbating atleast thrice. Have tried stopping several times but i always find myself back in. Alter call? Severals. Infact i have been to deliverance on numberless occassion but i keep falling back into this mess. When i see a young girl, all i feel like doing is undressing her sharply and inserting my JT. Its that bad. Am always feeling depressed after i must have expurged the ‘pap’ but the urge bounces back as soon as the next fine girl passes. I recently discussed this issue with my sister and her response shocked me. She told me in plain terms that she’s got so addicted that she does have sex atleast thrice a day. I probed further by asking her with whom and she simply replied, with anybody she sees. Ohh hell no. I think we are doomed for our incest and grave misdemeanour, pardon my grammar. Mr scent, please publish my story with that caption but do not reveal my identity. I have also instructed my sister to send in her own version of the story to your mail. Maybe you can make it a series-post whereby people get to read my side today, and my sister’s side tomorrow. We need help. I dont even know where to start. Pray for me. For the concluding part of the story visit http://scentmarlc./ For other stories, articles, expositions, and information visit http://scentmarlc. |
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englishmart:Brother, God bless your jokess...its evergreen and refreshing |
MuguliciousMUGU:You are a dunce of the highest multipying factor |
Your mumu get wheelchair. Who be benin and if we were to check the roots of all this tribes in east, am sure most of them evloved from monkeys |
hedonistic:Your mumu no get second hand |
tblacker:Abeg tell them make dem hear oooo |
Babzilla:Oga oooooo. You don mash P |

I flinged up but he overpowered me and had his way. I wept and cried for days and my mum wouldnt stop asking why. Ohh lord, i love my family and i cant survive a broken home. But if my dad went for restitution afterwards, i wouldnt know.
