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The girl says she still likes me but is afraid of cutting things off with the pastor because he would curse her

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I had been dating this stable girl for two years. We weren’t perfect, but we were both trying to make it work. She is a chrife, and when we first started dating, she established some ground rules for us. We couldn’t have s*x until we married, but she let us do foreplay and experiment with our bodies in new ways. We didn’t do the deed for about a year, but we were kissing, hugging, and dry humping. She can twerk on me naked and rub herself all over me in only her underwear till I reach climax. I did not complain.

I’ve had a lot of experience with chrife girls, and I know that if they allow some sort of closeness, they will eventually compromise and allow for more. Only kissing, according to my ex. Within a few months, she had opened the p*ssy for me, and I had nicely broken her. So all I had to do was wait for this girl to get to that point.

On our first anniversary in the relationship, we went out to eat and then we came indoors to watch a movie. We started some serious intimacy and then I started licking her. ‘Please f*ck me,’ I heard the next thing. That was all I had hoped for, and we did it for the first time in real life. Then, when we were finished, she began crying and pleading with God to pardon her.

She was always listening to her pastor’s sermons, and this man of God never preaches about anything other than immorality or adultery. That is all he lectures about in the Bible, regardless of how many themes are covered. I have my own qualms about religion, but I didn’t want to insult my partner, so when she stated we wouldn’t have s*x again after that mistake,’ I just said okay.

But we did it again and again, and each time, she pretended to sin, making me look like the devil who led her into temptation and she couldn’t resist. I was growing tired of the attitude. Even my 18-year-old ex, with whom I had broken her virginity, did not behave in this manner. I, on the other hand, opened her eyes to true pleasure, and she is happier in her new relationship.

I was having a massive argument with my girl about this s*x stuff when I went to one of my old schoolmates’ birthday parties. It had been a house party. I had told my girl about the invitation long before we fought, and she began lecturing me about how Christians should not go to such locations. I simply walked away from her. That night was one of the craziest of my life.

I f*cked two strangers who showed up at the party. There were rooms for that, and I would have gone a third time if they hadn’t all been taken. I always use protection, and there were condom boxes nearby. Finally, I was so high and intoxicated that I had to spend the night at my friend’s house. When we woke up the next morning, those of us who didn’t go freshened up, made some breakfast and resumed the celebration.

The weekend had not ended because it was a Sunday. I f*cked one of the girls I had yesterday in one of the rooms during the fun. After that, we exchanged numbers and began having filthy chats. The irony is that I had reconciled with my girlfriend. My sexual urge is shared by the girl I met at the party. She never complains or feels guilty after having s*x. She even desires more. My girl will be the one to initiate s*x and then treat you like the devil once it has occurred.

I had been managing these two women for some time, but my girlfriend’s attitude began to irritate me. She stopped coming over and telling me that if I wanted s*x, I should marry her and she would give it to me every day. In terms of marriage, I feel I will marry one day, but I was not prepared. I’m only 27 years old. It is far better to cheat as a boyfriend than as a husband, so I just began ignoring her and blue ticking her chats. When she calls, I don’t answer, and the feeling fades, and I no longer hear from her.

That’s when I decided to get closer to my party lady. This girl was constantly upbeat. One of my party buddies told me she’s a lowkey hookup gal. She has her clients, but she does not go above and above for them. The girl was fantastic in bed, but as I got to know her, I lost interest. She has no sense other than s*x talk and always demanding my d*ck.

She’s in her twenties, but she thinks like a kid. She wants you to be by her side at all times. If you upload a picture of yourself with a girl, she will be envious. I asked her if she would quit giving the p*ssy to other men if I found her a job. She stated that her job pays well and that she is not willing to stop now. I don’t pass judgement on anyone since we all sin. I’m ashawo pass since I don’t know what my body count is.

But this girl was unwilling to quit her hookup, and I wanted to date her at least to see how far we could go, but the vibe was off. So I quickly ghosted her and resumed vibing my chrife chick. Our only issue in our relationship was s*x. She is a potential wife.

I called her and began vibing her as if nothing had happened. After all, we never broke up; I simply stopped paying attention to her. She came over to my house, and I utilised my tactics to f*ck her. I assumed we were back because she claimed she missed me. She did, however, admit to me that she is now dating her pastor. It’s one of those small one-man congregations led by young males. I’m sure I’m older than or around the same age as the male. The preacher, who is usually preaching against fornication, has been eating the girl all the time.

She informed me herself. The preacher has also justified it to her, so she no longer feels guilty. All the while, the girl was not even following the Bible, but rather the pastor’s remarks. The man has assured her that as long as he marries her, there is nothing wrong with sleeping with her, and she has accepted.

The girl has also told me that she does not appreciate the man’s s*x as much as she does with me. So she comes to my side right now to knack her well. The girl did not unwind kraaaa oooo. She had started dating the pastor within three months of not hearing from me. Some of God’s men are evil paaa. He took advantage of the girl’s visit to him to mourn over her broken heart. Now the girl says she still likes me but is afraid of cutting things off with the pastor because he would curse her…lol

For the time being, I’m looking for another serious girl. I haven’t told my girl, but I can’t tell a preacher about her. But since I’m loving the s*x dierr, I’m not going to end things with her; I simply make sure I use protection at all times because I can’t trust anyone. I’m sure the pastor has other girls in his sights, but this girl loves him so much. I hope I’m not making any mistakes.

She comes to me for s*x every weekend since I do it well for her. When we’re done, we put on our clothes and she walks away as if nothing happened. The pastor is eating her, so I am eating some of her as well. She is old enough to choose between the two of us, but at this time she should go with her pastor because I am not going to take her back. Some of these young pastors are more ‘ashawo’ than hookup girls, but they all have the jie eye. Perhaps we should investigate religion and the no s*x before marriage rule. The pastors who preach against it are the same individuals who are doing it. Meanwhile, they are toying with the minds of our girlfriends.

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Woman confesses that her spouse always defecates in bed as he’s ready to ‘cum’

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"I've been married for eleven months now. My spouse has had this problem since we started dating till now. The problem is that whenever my husband and I have sex and he is ready to cum and it is at its climax, he eases himself into the bed. "We've tried to get him to stop, but he always complains it's too sweet and he can't contain himself. As a result, we decided that he would always relax himself before we started having sex. "But he will continue to do it while cuming. I refused to give him sex while we were dating because it was horrible. I married him because despite it, he is a responsible, nice, and caring spouse."

A Ghanaian lady who is married to a “loving and responsible husband” is looking for help dealing with what she describes as “disgusting” sexual encounters with her spouse.

The married woman with two children has said that her husband always defecates in bed when he is at his height of ecstasy during sex.

Revealing her traumatic situation to Ms. Nancy on Confessions on TV3, she stated that she is considering quitting her eleven-month marriage because she cannot bear it any longer.

“I’ve been married for eleven months now. My spouse has had this problem since we started dating till now. The problem is that whenever my husband and I have sex and he is ready to cum and it is at its climax, he eases himself into the bed.

“We’ve tried to get him to stop, but he always complains it’s too sweet and he can’t contain himself. As a result, we decided that he would always relax himself before we started having sex.

“But he will continue to do it while cuming. I refused to give him sex while we were dating because it was horrible. I married him because, despite it, he is a responsible, nice, and caring spouse,” she narrated.

According to her, the situation is impacting her mental health because all attempts to settle her issue have failed.

“I’m going through a lot because it makes me puke; mentally, I’m breaking down. I’m not sure whether to quit the marriage because we currently have two children. I tried every possible solution to the problem, but nothing worked,” she said.

She is presently seeking assistance to deal with the circumstance, as the problem is harming her mental health.

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I prefer to masturbate than have sex with my husband – Lady shares ordeal

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She stated that she has always felt sexually unfulfilled after intercourse, therefore she chooses to masturbate to satisfy herself rather than having sex with her boyfriend. "Within two minutes, he had come. As a result, I avoid him and prefer to masturbate to satisfy my sexual cravings since, as soon as we start having sex, he has come and the item will stand," she said Ms. Nancy on Confessions on TV3.

A Ghanaian woman has expressed her sexual discontent with her spouse.

The lady, whose identity has been kept hidden, told Confessions on TV3 that her spouse never stays in bed for more than two minutes.

She stated that she has always felt sexually unfulfilled after intercourse, therefore she chooses to masturbate to satisfy herself rather than having sex with her boyfriend.

“Within two minutes, he had come. As a result, I avoid him and prefer to masturbate to satisfy my sexual cravings since, as soon as we start having sex, he has come and the item will stand,” she said to Ms. Nancy on Confessions on TV3.

Meanwhile, Life Coach Ebenezer Quaye, a guest on the show, encouraged lovers to share feedback to each other after participating in physical intimacy with their loved ones.

This, he argued, will inspire spouses to work on their sexual deficiencies.

“If you are having sex and do not receive feedback from your wife, there is a problem.” Wives should also provide feedback to their spouses. “It’s so nice and encouraging,” he commented.

He also gave some strategies for improving sexual shortcomings between lovers.

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How my husband sex trafficked me for 13 years

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When I was about 14 years old, one of my neighbours came over and invited me to a pool party. "It's going to be fun." She said. "Sure. "I would love to." I didn't have many friends, so it felt good to be part of something for once. I got my bathing suit and followed the girl. Before we arrived at the place, we encountered a small gathering of teens. There was one person who stood out from the crowd. He had everyone's attention, and everyone wanted to speak with him. My companion began heading towards them, and I followed her.

I learned that life was unfair at an early age, and in the worst way conceivable. My stepfather used to sexually assault me, and when I eventually had the bravery to denounce him, he received only three months of treatment as punishment and was allowed to live with me again.

My mother brought him back for financial reasons, but she kept us apart. They slept below, while we slept above. Nevertheless, I was traumatised and lived in terror. As if I hadn’t gone through enough pain, I met a man who I believed loved me and who sex trafficked me.

When I was about 14 years old, one of my neighbours came over and invited me to a pool party.

“It’s going to be fun.” She said.

“Sure. “I would love to.”

I didn’t have many friends, so it felt good to be part of something for once. I got my bathing suit and followed the girl. Before we arrived at the place, we encountered a small gathering of teens. There was one person who stood out from the crowd. He had everyone’s attention, and everyone wanted to speak with him. My companion began heading towards them, and I followed her.

“Hello, Greg. I invite you to meet my buddy Wendy. “Wendy, this is Greg.” She spoke to the guy.

Greg turned to me, smiled, and extended his hand before saying, “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

At that point, my knees were weak. My heart began beating, and I couldn’t stop smiling.

“Can I get your number?” He asked.

“Sure,” I responded and handed it to him.

I didn’t expect him to call, but later that night he did, and we spoke for hours. That was the start of a relationship that led to my being sex trafficked.

Greg understood how to make me feel appreciated, which is all I wanted. We became amorous quickly, and I fell pregnant soon after. I had been under my mother’s care since I was 17 years old when I had my child. Greg demanded that I leave my mother’s house so that we could make our relationship work.

“How am I going to do that?” I asked.

“I’ve got a plan. You may relocate to a shelter, where they will consider you emancipated from your parents, and then you will be eligible for welfare checks, and we will be able to get an apartment and live happily ever after.” He explained.

At the time, it seemed like a fairy tale, and I was all in. I ran away from home, and Greg took me and my kid to a shelter. However, life at the shelter was not as easy as Greg made it appear.

It took long for me to receive my first welfare check, and I was running out of baby goods. So I contacted Greg and told him I needed money to take care of our child.

“Don’t worry, I have a job for us to do.” He said.

I assumed he meant cleaning people’s homes because that’s what he told me he did for money. So I picked up my kid and went to see him.

“What are we going to do?” I asked Greg.

“Well, you’re going to walk up this street, wait on that corner for a man to pick you up and you’ll have sex with that man in his car and he’ll pay you.” He explained without emotion.

I was perplexed and apprehensive, but he kept bringing up my daughter and insisting that if I loved her, I would do it. I felt like I had no option. My knees and hands shook as I proceeded to where he had instructed me to stand. As soon as I arrived, a car stopped in front of me, and the driver requested me to get in. That’s how my spouse started sex trafficking me.

“I know a place we can go in the woods.” He said.

I did not say anything. When we arrived in the woods, we both exited and walked to a private location where he began removing his clothing. I took off mine, we had sex, and he gave me the money before driving me back to where he had picked me up.

When I came out, I went to Greg, who was still standing in the same location and handed him all of the money.

“I love you.” I knew I had made the proper decision in choosing you as my wife. He said.

We went to purchase diapers and formula for the baby and had a little extra. However, a week later, we were out of diapers again.

That time, he encouraged me to take on two or three customers so that I might earn enough money to leave the shelter.

“Do you want your daughter to live in a shelter for the rest of her life?” He asked.

From there, he started one of the greatest prostitution networks in the region. It comprised four to ten females from various states. He sexually trafficked me for 13 years while I was still married to him. It varied from once a week to every other day, depending on how much money he received from the other females. I worked as a street girl, and escort, and made house calls. Not to add that I have two more children with him.

People continually questioned me why I stayed with him for so long, but no matter what I told them, they couldn’t comprehend what I was going through. Greg hooked us to drugs and physically abused us if we attempted to escape. He would also send the other girls to find any girl who had gone and beat her until she returned. I felt bonded to the other females since we weren’t permitted to have outside contact. So, anytime I managed to flee, I felt horrible and returned because I didn’t want them to suffer.

After 13 years, I was finally free of Greg. I had recently given birth and was in the kitchen making supper for us when I noticed police cruisers outside our house. The cops swooped in, arrested Greg, and detained me for interrogation.

However, I refused to talk to them because I was afraid Greg would beat me if he found out. Because I did not comply, they accused me of sex trafficking and sentenced me to 23 months in prison. Greg was also charged with sex trafficking and was sentenced to ten years in jail.

My children were removed while I was in prison, and because the judge in the custody case felt I was a sex trafficker, she promised that I would not be granted custody of my children. When I got out, I returned to school and earned an associate’s degree. In addition, I returned to the same judge who heard my custody case to request custody of my kid. I went with my attorneys, counsellors, and even the police officers who detained me to explain my situation to the court.

She returned my child to me, and I returned home to live with my mother, who sadly died later. Today, I feel comfortable and satisfied, which is a wonderful place to be. I’ve realised that there are individuals eager to help those who have faced the same hardships that I have, and if you’re going through anything similar, you don’t have to suffer alone or in silence.

This narrative is based on the Unfiltered Stories YouTube video.

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