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Seasons Greetings

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Seasons greeting to you. Wishing you; Inner sight to discover your purpose Strength to pursue your goals Boldness to stand against all fear. Humility to sustain your success. Wisdom to reject subjugation And, Thirst to break new grounds Profound, Peace Profound.  We're Great and Getting there. This is Sound of Freedom, a sure Sign of Victory I love you. We'll meet at the top. © FERT, 2015 Proudly 🇳🇬

Humans of Lagos Episode 64

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Humans of Lagos "I've been hit by the stone of a hater for no just reason. I daily have to watch and guide myself to safety from the hands of those who take pleasure in killing my kind. I sleep under the cold of the night, while I run as fast as I can from my predators in the daylight. When I'm hungry, I must muster much strength and instinct to overpower my prey, else I starve to death. With courage I procreate, and in hope for a better tomorrow I raise my offspring. I see no suffering but adventure, I know no hustle but I'm having fun. I'm undomesticated, wild like the rose flower. However, I've heard about my domesticated kinds. Fed with foods compounded by humans, housed under conditioned predetermined by the owners and my kinds converted to pets. Humans;  Saw dogs copulating and they copied it and named it Doggie style. Observed our ways of walking and named it catwalk for their use. I envy not the humans, nor my domesticated kind. ...

Humans of Lagos Episode 63

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Humans of Lagos "Life can be extremely tough in a judgemental society where your own very mother made you susceptible to abuse because she won't listen to you. My body exploded with a fierce passion that I could not fathom when he touched me. I quivered and longed and we fucked. The taste of sex was sweet and pleasing that I wanted more but he betrayed me. It was a fling to him. I then met others and others and I was in heaven, we fucked, we shagged and we then fucked some more. Sex was sweet and I couldn't have enough. When my mother got wind of my escapades, she dragged me to her pastor for sexual exorcism. But the man of god shagged and fucked me repeatedly instead. I was satisfactorily exploited. My mother didn't know because she would not believe it was not my fault. The judgemental society labelled me promiscuous and perverted. But I'm just a normal girl who gets horny and want to cum and find a way to fuck. I slept with several guys...