Every week, Culture Custodian talks to Nigerians who share tidbits about their lives. This time around, we have four Nigerian women telling us about their worst sex experiences:
I had decided to take a sabbatical from sex. I just didn’t find sex fulfilling anymore. It just left me feeling empty each time. So, I stopped having sex for three years. My friends kept saying it was because I hadn’t found the right person but, I couldn’t care less. I started focusing more on self-pleasure and writing my novel till I met this guy who sparked my interest. We went from chatting as casual friends to chatting intimately. I know you are wondering since I could stay away from sex for three years then I’m probably not a sexually active person. No, I fucking love sex. In short, all the time I had been having wild imaginations of the kind of sex I wanted to have and this guy seemed like the right fit with the way he had been giving me hints on how he wanted to fuck me and blow my mind. The day finally came. I was prepared to orgasm to my fullest. Only for this guy to just slide right in with no foreplay or anything. The worst thing was him whispering “I know you enjoyed it” as he came. I blocked his number immediately after and never spoke to him again. If I could turn back the hands of the clock. I would have probably told him the sex was whack! Honestly, It was a total waste of my celibacy.
I had been dating this guy for 4 years. He was a cool and nice dude but the sex was becoming boring. I didn’t know how I was going to tell him without breaking his masculine ego. I was watching this YouTube series on relationships where the therapist said it’s good to tell your partner if you do not get satisfaction from sex and that motivated me to tell him. We decided that we were going to spice up our sex lives in any way possible. So, I told him I had been fantasizing about anal sex and we decided to try it. After watching “Hot Ebony couple anal sex”, baba tried inserting his dick into my butthole. It had not even gone halfway before I started crying and telling him to pull it out. I didn’t know if I was to blame it on his large grilling machine or the fact that he didn’t use enough lubricant but it was the worst pain I had ever felt. I was torn and couldn’t defecate properly for a while. Talking about it now, I can still feel the pains.
There was this guy that had a crush on me back in the university. I had a serious boyfriend then so I didn’t agree to go into a relationship with him. He became more like my companionship buddy. I would call him on many occasions when I got tired during night class and we would go to his hostel to rest. We didn’t have sex all through that period. I was a loyal girlfriend until my boyfriend decided to serve me hot breakfast (he cheated and broke up with me out of nowhere). That’s when I started moving close to this guy. Sincerely, I thought he deserved to have sex with me after all the years of konji (horniness) I had put him through. When he gave me head at the hostel balcony, I was so sure the sex was going to be mad. While getting high with him one day, I made up my mind that it was time to do the main thing. To my astonishment, this guy came before he even inserted his dick in me. He was so embarrassed and couldn’t even look at me straight in the eye. Since then, I made sure that he gave me head before having sex with me because I knew the sex would be like 2 minutes instant noodles.
I had this friend who was always calling me. We would talk for long hours on the phone and I wouldn’t get bored. This was very rare for me because I’m not much of a talker but with him it was different. I went to his house one day and we had sex. It wasn’t what I expected at all for someone that was relating with me on a deep level. First, I started riding him because I wanted to show him my top-notch skills. His dick kept falling out and I always had to resurrect it. Still, it will fall out again. For somebody that had such a nice cock, I couldn’t understand why he didn’t know how to use it. I ruled out that day as a bad day and gave him another chance. This time, it was even worse. Oga was just turning me up and down and shaking my whole bed like he was doing the work well. Meanwhile, he was just stressing me instead of pleasing me. The worst thing is he came in me after assuring me his pullout game was strong. I was so angry that I had to take the morning-after pill for sex that I didn’t even enjoy.
This article is based on real-life events. Names used are mere pseudonyms to protect the identities of the individuals mentioned in the article.
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