👉🏽👉🏽black am above 30, female and with three children all with different dads. Am seriously worried that i will die alone at this age because up to now, am a sex maniac. My sexual libido still increases and that’s the primary reason i have never committed to anyone since i know myself, i will cheat. I honestly have no idea the number of men i have slept with because i have not kept the count but it must be over 100 and counting. I crave for different kinds of dick, am never satisfied with one. When it comes to the organ itself, i don’t choose based on size even though below 6 inch is capital NO. When i was younger in college, i fantasized and slept with married men, i remember sleeping with like 8 lecs over the course of my diploma. Then there was a period of like two years when i used to sleep with only women exclusively. What i’ve learnt about sex is that it transforms itself within time. When i started scissoring with women, i didn’t care who they were as long as they had a vagina but as i grew more into it, i developed and started having a thing for married women. It’s like it passes from stage to stage. Last year for example, i was all about college boys. College boys are the easiest to catch so every wednesday and the weekend, i slept with different boys but then i evolved and now am after married men again. There was a time i remember i decided to stop all sexual activity for a week but by the third day, i was so horny that the first guy i had a session with, i almost killed him when i sat on his face. He couldn’t breath and i was lost in my own world. My desire for sex continues to increase every single day and i think it’s time i got myself a partner just incase. Sex is so important to me that even though i have a big house n leave alone, it’s for sex only🐾🐾
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👉🏽Hello admin. i am a 37 year old man from Nigeria. I stumbled on this channel online and i must admit it’s interesting. i would like to share something with you to post to the channel. Eight years ago, i was married to my first wife, i loved her so much back then, we have two children together. From our first meeting the day i laid my eyes on her, she was a an innocent soul, very religious and quiet. It took me a whole year for me to finally crack her defenses and she agreed to be my girlfriend. we dated for three more years and then finally got engaged and married. On our honeymoon, i realised she was not a virgin as she had told me before. I had broken the virginity of about three girls by then and i knew perfectly the reaction of a virgin girl. I let it sink and never asked her the question. Two months into the marriage, she started going back to her home for the weekends saying she needs to be close to her place of worship in order to attend the service early.This happened for several years, every weekend she went back home then came back early monday morning. I never suspected anything, i trusted and loved her fully, never even thought of cheating on her. When we had sex she would mourn “daddy yeah”, “daddy right there”. I thought it was the normal bedroom chants until a long time friend of her broke the news to me after they had a quarrel. She told me that my wife had been sleeping with her biological father since she was 14 years old. I couldn’t believe it. That statement shocked the hell out of me. I knew i had to confirm it. Am a very cool person and decide to lay low and wait for the perfect opportunity to confirm it. One weekend i followed her every move, from our house to their house. I decided todo that even if that time went to waste, at least it would leave me with peace of mind. i spied on their house until evening and when night came, she left with her dad who was also well known to be a very religious person. I followed them and they headed to a cheap motel about 4km from their place. i could not believe my eyes, i slapped myself hard to make sure i was not asleep and dreaming. They got there and booked a room. Immediately they left for the stairs i too went and booked a room in order to see the room number they had gone to. The motel was manual, everything was handwritten. I waited for about 15 mins and went went and listened on their door. I could not believe my ears, seems they took no time to start their thing and all i could hear were mourns and “daddy” sound. I wanted to smash that door and kill them both but as i said am a cool person. I did not allow anger to take the best of me, i went back to her mom’s place and asked her where my wife was and poor her she told me her daughter had left with her husband for an overnight service. If she only knew the service they had attended. I told her nothing and i went back to my place, took everything that belonged to my wife and burnt it. i visited my psychologist who cooled my temper. When she came back, i told her the whole story. she couldn’t deny anything. She cried the whole night her excuse being that she was addicted to sleeping with her father but she loved me. I divorced her, remained with the children(who i had to confirm were biologically mine through a DNA test) and i left their family alone. Now i married again, i love my wife but will never forget that part of my life for as long as i live. I don’t know if i did the right thing by not telling their mom but i just felt i wanted nothing to do with that family. Keep up the good job admin. It’s a very “open” channel am curious to see how far it can go. all the best.🐾🐾
Story Six
👉🏽👉🏽I need to confess this …hope you don’t mind as am not from most of your close locations ….. not that I did anything wrong… I just need to tell what happened with the girl next door. A new family moved next door. Their daughter Taylor is fucking gorgeous… flawless! Come to find out that she is the same grade as me. We started driving to school together. All my friends were so jealous. I always seem to get with the hottest girl and it kind of pisses them off. Anyway, she became extremely popular. With in a couple weeks I asked her to go out. At first she said no, She heard all about me from some of the other girls I had been with. But after some serious coaxing she said ok.I went over to her house to pick her up and she invited me in. She said her parents just left to go for dinner and a play. I was getting hard already. We sat on the couch, talking and cuddling watching Netflix. I then tried to kiss her. She gave me a peck and pulled away. I tried again, and slid my tongue into her mouth. She reciprocated briefly then stopped. I was rock hard. I needed her badly!
I could see she was nervous but no way a chick with a body like this and as gorgeous as her, is a fucking virgin. No way! I kept trying each time she kissed me a little longer and a little deeper. She then pushed me back onto the couch and started undoing my pants. She kissed my neck and jerked my cock! It was so hard that it almost hurt. I kept telling her how much I wanted and needed her. I want to fuck you so bad I said… she then got on the floor in between my legs and sucked my cock like it had never been sucked before! Watching my cock sliding in and out of her perfect mouth was driving me crazy. Please let me fuck you I begged. She just shook her head no and continued to suck me. Just as I was about to cum she stopped. Taylor what are you doing? I cried. You want to fuck me? She asked. Oh hell yeah! I said. I’ll let you fuck me but I need to tell you something first.” As she continued to kiss and massage my cock and balls.
“What? What do you want to tell me?” She got up and took off her hoodie revealing her beautiful tits in a purple lace bra. Then she unsnapped the bra and her tits couldn’t have been more perfect! Just looking at them I wanted to cum. She then slid her yoga pants down over her hips! OMG her hips and her skin were gorgeous! I grabbed the waistband on her purple panties to slide them off. She stopped me. “Do you like what you see?” “I fucking LOVE it!” “Do you think I’m beautiful?” “Hell yeah! You’re so beautiful! I need you so bad!” I then tried to get to her pussy with my fingers and she pushed my hand away. “Cmon baby! I want to feel how wet you are!” She then dropped to her knees and continue to suck my dick! Then she kissed her way up and we were making out! She was rubbing my cock and balls! “Michael, I don’t have a pussy.”as she kissed me deeply.
I was so into the moment but then it hit me “what do you mean?” She then kissed me again so fucking passionately, stood up and took off her panties. There it was. A cock. Not as big as mine or that big anyway. She continued to stroke me as she took my hand and put it on hers. I was still hard. I was staring into her beautiful eyes. She liked the way I touched her. I then stopped and she looked at me with a little bit of disappointment. I then looked down right at her cock. I looked back up at her then I took it into my mouth! She looked shocked and I couldn’t believe it myself! She put her hands on my head and fucked my face. My cock was still raging! She then stopped me, laid down on the couch and flipped her legs up exposing her asshole that I swear looked like a pussy. She spit into her hand and massaged her asshole. This was too fucking hot! “Fuck me Michael! Please fuck me!” I slowly slid it in and laid on top of her as I slid in and out.
Story Five
👉🏽👉🏽My husband has this huge pot belly that is becoming a nuisance in our lives. Earlier on when we were broke, he was okay. Flat tummy, good body and no fats but since we started a successful business before covid, the tummy has grown to a tremendous size that am sometimes ashamed of walking alongside him. I agree, am also to blame for the huge tummy because i should have seen it coming and stopped him from eating all kinds of sweet delicacies but it’s too late now i guess and i’ll have to live with a “pregnant” man for the rest of my life. What’s worse is that he has also becoming a carnivore, eating all types of meat whenever he wants. This is the only downside of money to this day that i know. I wouldn’t waste time writing this if it didn’t have a twist to it. call what you have read so far as justification for what you will read next because with a tummy that huge, his game in the bedroom is at it’s all time low. He can’t perfom, i know he knows it and that’s why i got myself an energetic person whose only job is to service me proper whenever i want. This has been going on for a like a year and a half and my only fear is that i might get caught someday of which my marriage will come crumbling down to pieces. I was not a cheating type from early childhood. I respected everything a marriage offers and i hated those who cheated especially in marriage but right now am in a position am doing everything i hated and am enjoying it. How long it will last, am not sure but i know after 40 whether or not someone cheats in marriage it stops to matter.🐾🐾
Story Four
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Am 23 years and I’ve been dating this guy for 4 years , back in 2019 he started cheating on me and I found him cheating on me multiple times and found myself forgiving him as I was so much in love with him despite his cheating habits .Last year I started flirting with another man as I felt his cheating habits were too much and I kinda just wanted someone to make me feel loved and in the process we fell in love , the man had a girlfriend and I kinda felt bad that I knew his gf but I had already fallen in love with him ,,,,it happened the gf knew of our relationship and things got messy for like 3 months and he later strikes back we found ourselves back again ….I love him but ,,,we’re still with the 4 year boyfriend but I don’t feel any love left between us …I don’t even know why am still with him I want to quit this but I don’t know how .
All this time I’ve been feeling sad and all alone not sure of what to do .I hope I don’t sink to depression.
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Story THREE
👉🏽👉🏽I love my gf of 3years and I don’t want to hurt her but I don’t know why I lust after her sister since years now. Jerked off a lot thinking of her over the years and I am still physically attracted to her. I’ve tried everything to control myself. I’ve known them both couple years before we started the relationship. I was attracted to the younger sister physically since I’ve met them but slowly fell in love with my girlfriend for who she was and how much she cared for me. I’ve never been someone who will go for the pretty ones. I don’t want to jeopardize our relationship and I have definitely weighed pros, cons, our feelings, points in our lives, careers, mental health etc. I honestly am disgusted and ashamed that I am attracted to the sibling and have kept my distance, curbed my thoughts, helped her career wise and taken a good standing as a friend. I just don’t know why the attraction carried on even when I have a stable healthy relationship, which has been more long distance than close with ups and downs ofcourse. I haven’t talked to a therapist about this mainly because of the judgement and preconceived stigma they have in my country. I’ve always had poor mental health and this is bothering me from sometime now.
Thank you for reading.🐾🐾
Second story
👉🏽👉🏽For the last three years, I have been in a very secret and highly satisfying sexual relationship with one of my mother’s good friends. I am in my mid twenties, the woman in question is in her mid forties.
It all started when we both were co-workers a number of years ago. We got along very well from the get-go, joking and carrying on, completely comfortable with one another. However, when she got divorced from her husband, things started to change. While our relationship seemingly carried on as normal, it felt as though there was a developing sexual tension between us. Now, I had always found her to be a very attractive woman; combined with both of our rather flirtatious personalities, this only seemed to heighten the amount of lust that seemed to be welling up in our relationship. This continued to build for a few months until the day everything changed.
We had been working a long series of late nights, trying to get a major project off our collective desks. Often, we would go out and grab a bite to eat at the end of the night, as we both had little desire to go home and prepare a meal at such a late hour. After a particularly long night, one so late that we even outstayed the cleaners at the office, I swung by her office to tell her that I was calling it a day and that she would be welcome to join me for something to eat. I was a bit surprised to see she wasn’t in her office, so I called out her name. As I turned to head back to my office, I saw her standing in the middle of the hallway, naked except for her high-heeled work shoes. I was absolutely stunned; here was this beautiful woman offering herself to me – something I had only fantasized about in my wildest dreams! Feigning shock, I told her to wait a second as I ducked back into my office. After stripping off my clothes frantically, I returned to find her waiting in her chair. I’ve never seen a woman’s eyes open as wide as hers did the moment she saw my rather large erection.
For the next hour or so, we had fiery hot sex on her desk (and once in the main conference room for good measure 😉 ). Cleaning up after ourselves, we went back to her place, had a bite to eat and picked up right where we left off. We did this again every night for the next week and a half, until we had finished the project. Completion of the project didn’t stop us either; for almost another month, we’d either be at my place or hers each evening, fucking like animals. As time went on, we moved onwards to other jobs, yet we still managed to hook up once or twice a week. Also, we spent a number of weekends together, and we’ve gone on a number of holidays with each other in the ensuing three years.
Recently, our relationship has taken a very difficult turn, however. You see, over the last three years, we’ve fallen deeply in love with one another. Where the difficulty lies is in the fact that on our last holiday just a couple of months ago, we got engaged to each other. Since neither of our families know about this, we anticipate that it won’t be readily accepted – but then again, opinions can change over time, and we both really want this to happen.🐾🐾
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