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A Man, His Dick, and His Piano

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The time was 7:45 pm on Saturday 10th of August 2019, he sent a WhatsApp message asking me over to his place.
Babygirl was really tired but then l wanted to get out of the house as I was unable to go out the previous day.
P.S. I was really looking forward to going out on Friday but my date decided to cancel with no communication or explanation.

Don called, offered to send me a cab as a gentleman,l must admit it felt good lool. I don’t really enjoy spending my money on cabs …hahaha!!! In no time the driver was at my estate gate, wore my jumpsuit as fast as l could and off l went to Don’s house at T.S Estate (20 minutes away).

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We’ve matched a couple of times on tinder but never got past the tinder phase. A couple of days ago l pointed it out to him then we kicked it off from Tinder – Whatsapp – a Phone call.

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On getting to the estate gate, you wouldn’t believe this, my cab was involved in an accident. A motorcycle sped into the car, it was an awful sight but thankfully no one was badly hurt. The cab couldn’t drive me into Don’s Estate, l was kinda stuck at the gate. He called and after a couple of minutes, we drove to his house.

I must admit he looked better in pictures than in person but his voice and musical skills made up for his imperfections.

We entered into his living room, it was spacious and neat, it had the vibe of a bachelor. The first item that struck my attention was the piano and his guitars, I asked him if he could sing and play the piano, he answered yes.

I sat on the couch while he walked nervously to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of orange juice mixed with whatever. He then asked me to come to his bedroom to sit.

Why do guys do that?

I asked him if he could sing to me, he was reluctant as I have always wanted to be sung to while sitting beside a guy playing the piano.

The John Legend kind of cruise if you know what I mean? oh yeah!

He agreed to sing. Baba couldn’t say no to my cute face. He sang Beyonce’s Halo and Asa’s Bibanke. I couldn’t stop smiling it was like in the movies. After singing to me we proceeded to his bedroom…

I know what you guys are thinking we didn’t have sex durrh! but l was horny as fuck it took a lot of discipline to control my urge.

We talked about his new app which I think is an incredible invention. Then we cuddled for a while and home l went.

This was my little tinder adventure with Don yesterday. I ‘ve been on a couple of Tinder dates, Don’s own is the most recent. I have decided to write this in descending order,

Stay tuned for my Tinder Chronicles P.S this is not a fiction

It is 100 percent real

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12 Comments

12 Comments

  1. Vega

    May 10, 2020 at 6:44 am

    Wow

  2. Olaitan

    January 20, 2020 at 9:22 pm

    Interesting

  3. Brymore

    October 9, 2019 at 5:01 am

    seeming interesting

  4. JOKE

    October 8, 2019 at 10:48 am

    Let me go and open a tinder account too lol

  5. Anonymous

    August 12, 2019 at 3:03 pm

    Haaaaa’ this chronicle na Wa oooo. Looking forward to the next one. Can’t wait.

  6. Mariam

    August 12, 2019 at 2:58 pm

    Wow lol . I’m waiting for more chronicles

  7. Samson Oloto

    August 12, 2019 at 12:27 pm

    Don is a gentleman.

  8. Olu

    August 12, 2019 at 8:09 am

    Really good write up… you should have taken it to the next lever

  9. Anonymous

    August 12, 2019 at 7:31 am

    Interesting

  10. Ekauku Ruth Ifeanyichukwu

    August 12, 2019 at 7:15 am

    Interesting

  11. Don

    August 12, 2019 at 2:04 am

    Hmmm tinder tinder

  12. Dupsy

    August 12, 2019 at 2:03 am

    Wow l can’t wait to read the next one

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Tinder Chronicle

Depression: A Man, His Dick, and His Piano Part 2

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I know you guys have been waiting to read the next article about my encounter with Don. In the case you missed it here is Part one

It was another weekend with no boyfriend, being the only child life can be boring as hell having no one to talk to, I’m always left to my thoughts. lt’s depressing and honestly, I get depressed. The feeling l get is loneliness and I yearn for company. It makes me shut out the internet and friends, l even contemplate suicide but when l think of my mum and how sad it would make her, l try to get by.

—- My reality

Just like the first day, I met Don it was a Saturday, he has asked me over several times after our first meet up, which I’ve been postponing over and over again. This is not because l do not like him, but I have been depressed and l didn’t think meeting up with him or sharing how l felt would make me feel better, he did not seem like the type l could open up to. I really do not understand his true intentions for me.

I really wanted to download the third Season of Money Heist without having to use my data subscription. I decided to call Don.

I called to ask if he was free to meet up, to which he answered in affirmative. Being a gentleman that he is, he sent me a cab in a few minutes, l was at his place.

Ladies get a man that picks you up or calls you a cab. There’s nothing sexy about flying bus to knack oooo. The probabality of him getting married to you is really slim, the suffering is not necessary if he can’t pay for cab lool sit at home.

P.S If Don didn’t call me a cab l would have paid for it as a gesture for the first time we met. I believe the foundation for gift giving is reciprocity. So i would really love an opportunity to do that.

When l got into the house, he had just gotten out of the shower with his hair all wet, he smelt so good when l gave him a hug and surprisingly he appeared more attractive to me. Hahahahaha! I think this is because the great smell does it for me.

We entered into his room and l sat down on his bed, he laid down, touched my hair and said, “you look more beautiful than the last time l saw you and l prefer your straight weave to the braids” Then he gave me a hug and cuddled up. Guys can be so funny. He kept touching and smooching me. At first, I was disgusted but damn I’m smoking hot no one can resist me not even a Priest. I laid down beside him watching Money Heist on Netflix despite the touch but then I felt his bulge …hahaha! his Dick was massive, I’m not even trying to exaggerate, it is the biggest I’ve seen considering my ex was just about 4 inches.

Woah! you can imagine what is going through a sister’s mind. l saw that he was getting horny and frustrated as he was on his phone and he was not really talking to me was replying with monosyllabic words. I told him to drop his phone, immediately he did we started kissing, his lips were so smooth and sensual, and damn the foreplay was a bit long at a point l wanted him to get it over.

Finally, he reached for the condom, by this time my leggings were off. He was on top of me with is grey round neck t-shirt still on, brought out the condom from the drawer beside his bed, the condom smelt like strawberry lol! strapped it on and slowly he made his way into my wet pussy. It felt painful at first but after a while, it wasn’t so bad. His Dick was more than 6- inches and every inch and girth was inside me. The fuck was fast, intense and at some point passionate. He was so careful and caring he kept asking if I was okay lol… at some point it was getting annoying cause he kept asking after each stroke.

After the sex, I felt weird, a bit sad and empty. l think the reason is that the sex felt random. I stood up almost immediately to clean myself then stayed a while in the bathroom to think about what I had just done. Then it dawned on me that having random sex isn’t for me. l felt empty and unfulfilled, I realized I couldn’t have sex except I’m really into the person.

lt would have gone better if l actually got to know him before we got down. … it is not his fault though, it takes two to tango I wanted it out of curiosity and he wanted it too. Do I see us getting into a relationship? I can’t really speak for him, in fact, it is almost impossible to tell what another human being is thinking and l don’t think l can get in bed with him again without building some kind of connection… cause sex without some certain level of connection isn’t for me. You know going out and doing stuff together.

Thanks for reading… Stay tuned for my next escapade…………..,………………..

Let me know what you think in the comments section …..

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