9ja_issues: I can’t stop cheating on my good husband,  please help! 


A woman addicted to cheating on the husband has cried out for help fearing that she might have been cursed as she cannot stop the ugly trend. I am young and successful and have been married for 6 years. My husband is the best husband one can wish for and we have healthy s*xual life. Continue reading “9ja_issues: I can’t stop cheating on my good husband,  please help! “

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9ja Story: PASTOR’S Daughter [Part 1]

After that first episode with Chioma, we started fucking all around the house like newly weds. Every moment we were alone, we would be in each other’s arms, either totally nude with me thrusting hard and fast into her or partly clothed while she sat on my dick and rode me joyfully.

Sometimes she would be in the kitchen preparing dinner and I’d sneak in behind her and grab her ass. She would gasp and tell me to stop the act seeing that my parents were in the sitting room watching the 7o’clock news. I didn’t care, I just wanted to have more orgasms. And since I couldn’t go out and ask any other girl for it, I wanted to exploit my one and only source till it dried up like a well that had run out of water.

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E-story: The pin


The Pin

My name is Cindy; I’m twenty one years old and in my third year of college. I’m about five foot six and weigh about one thirty. I have hazel eyes and natural chestnut hair which changes to auburn when I’m in the sun a lot. I don’t want to sound vain but a lot of my girlfriends say that I’m very pretty. I go to school about twenty miles from my parent’s house and I’m still living at home. My father is a retired Army full bird Colonel and when I was a child I lived on an army base for my entire life. I enjoyed the life, always going to different parts of the United States and overseas. While overseas we spent time stationed in The United Kingdom, Japan, Italy, and Germany during my childhood. During the course of my father’s career he had to sometimes go overseas by himself and being an only child it would be just me and my mother.  Continue reading “E-story: The pin”