r/unhingedKenya

So yesterday for the very first time i decided since I'm bored, why not try this escort thingyy. Mimi huyo haraka kwenye site,browsed for a fine one yellow yellow and within some 2mins i got one. Hit her up and discussed the price then dropped the pin.

After some time,she came and was dropped by an uber. Exactly what i odered.Now it was tiiiime....i enjoyed it pretty much especially the head but the highlight of the day is tulipiga story sana..like for 2hrs after first session...she got to tell me alot...how she started it,why and how her day in the life is like,her family,tribe,..blah blah .. then did the 2nd half,was done then she cleaned herself,paid her and waved goodbye.

That was somehow relieving can't lie and i never felt any guilt in any way. I actually liked it, especially the courage to do that.

Tip: also their hygiene is top top tier btw and not the way people stereotype. Also i learnt that these escorts our regular girlfriends...and the girls we meet on daily basis and maybe take them on dates😂 only that we are ignorant and assume our girls are so innocent. She told me she has a boyfriend and the boyfriend doesn't know. Shakaaaa!

If I'm having sex and I'm about to cum, I announce but the girl locks me with her legs and begs me to cum inside her. If she turns pregnant, am I obliged to be present in the kids life? You know how hard it is jumping out of a moving vehicle.

Is it just me or is reddit the most gay app on the planet .... You meet someone and they are either a gay man pretending to be getting the most pussy but in real sense he's getting they ass dug out ... You meet a woman and you quickly realize she has dark lesbian tendancies and the only reason she'll pretend to be straight is so that she can either turn you cuck as a man or eventually convince you to try bi/gay things

EVERY SOCIAL MEDIA PLATFORM IS THE GHETTO WHEN YOU OPEN YOUR EYES

Back in the days of my youth, I sat on his face and being a spacious gal he was gagging for air. He had always wanted to experience that, so with edibles in the system and while sat on his face I went to town blowing him, this man was shaking from goodness. When I was done, he shed some tears and I got off on that. He was a nice, charming and a quiet guy but sexually deprived. He was also very conflicted because of his conservative upbringing, moved for work. Antony wherever you are I hope the world has been nice to you.

First time in my 25+ years of existence cd inanitenda ivi, trust classic condoms why today jamani? At the worst possible time when it was random sex with a girl nimeteka kwa club. A minute or so into pumping, it slipped out dem akanotice imepasuka na ata hashtuki but I couldn't continue, nlipata post nut clarity without nutting. Sema regrets na kitu ilinipeleka uko ni kuona game ya Portugal vs Norway, nkt Sasa magonjwa zinanipea wasiwasi, been google searching chances of getting infected na ukedi inanishow ni low. Also washed dick na maji na sabuni heard that huwa inasaidia. Now nashindwa if I take my chances and hope dem hana infection ama niendee izo dawa sijui za pep.

Some time back there’s a dude on here who was posting about an older babe kwa ofisi akimtaka…I think his description was tall lightskin and I remember the last update I saw from him was him saying ameweka the lady butt plug kwa ofisi and she was telling him “Thank you daddy I only get wet for you “or some shit like that🤣🤣

He was warned not to ati itaisha vibaya.Nataka ajitokeze anipee update

I read a post today from a girl asking if she was crazy for DMing her ex.boyfriend’s brother. I remember thinking, damn, I’ve been crazy.

I followed and DM’d his friends on IG after knowing him for three weeks, when he went MIA on me and I thought he was dead. This was the second time I’d done something like that. The first guy reacted okay.

I remember his IG had no photos of him and no tags. I went through about 400 people he was following. None of them were tagged, so I found his old account and started making matches and estimations of who was who.

With the first guy I tracked, I found his best friend, so I was pretty sure my findings weren’t going to be completely off. I already had stalkerish behaviour and tendencies, and my friends loved exploiting that whenever they wanted me to investigate their men and whatever else.

Some habits are bad.

I didn’t tell him about any of it. I unsent my texts to them. Thank God for Instagram’s unsend option. I cancelled my requests and, by that point, I had narrowed it down to three men.

I still think it’s crazy that one of the requests actually went through. I don’t know if he ever found out, or if he did and thought, this girl is a crazy bitch.

Honestly, I wouldn’t blame him.

I learnt to have no expectations or tie my life to people after him. I’d forgotten about all of this, and now I wonder how much more I’ve forgotten that was worse.

It was a typical Sunday evening until something unexpected happened.

After being cooped up indoors all day doing some cleaning, I decided to order some food.

Where I live, delivery drivers have a recurring disagreement with the concept of directions. So, rather than subject the poor guy to another fifteen minutes of “bro, you're almost there” while he is demonstrably nowhere near there, I decided to walk down to the front gate and meet him.

Ten minutes pass.

I'm standing there chatting with the shopkeeper, who, for context, is usually the mother—a woman in her late forties who owns the place and lives in the same apartment building with her daughter. Her daughter is the one who was running the shop tonight.

And, well...

She's beautiful. For context, she's a brown skin toned petite babe, about 5'2, and has the kinds of boobs you can't resist glancing at.

The kind of beautiful that has been the subject of multiple warnings by the mum to one of my friends some months ago.

We've known each other for a while. I'd go as far as to say I'm her friend. Sometimes, when I'm heading to work in the morning, we end up walking in the same direction as she heads to uni before I catch a matatu to work. So there was already some familiarity between us.

Furthermore, the mum and I have this aunt-nephew kinda relationship as she's always thought highly of how I carry myself. We've never butted heads when it comes to high music volume or rent payment. I also don't like having too many friends at my place except for the occasional homies to watch a football match or a girl to do you know what.

Anyway, back to the issue at hand.

Tonight, though?

It started innocently enough: a little conversation catching up as I last saw her on Monday, I think. 'How is school' that kinda conversation in between her serving customers as I monitor my delivery guy's progress. Eventually, he does arrive, and after picking up my food, I playfully tell her, “When you're done here, si you can come upstairs for like twenty minutes tumalize story.”

Twenty minutes.

A hilariously optimistic estimate, as it turns out.

Around 9:30, there was a knock at my door.

She came in, and I immediately noticed how her nipples were straining through her top. I had to subconsciously remind myself to focus. I was eating some of the food I'd ordered, so I gave her some while we talked. We carried on with normal conversation in between some flirting.

Then, the flirting became harder to disguise. Then out of nowhere "na kwani hunanga manzi?" I think it's best to assume she hadn't seen me bringing ladies up to my place, unlike like her mother.

I make up a story about how I don't have time for a girlfriend as I'm working.

One thing led to another, and eventually, we were kissing.

Started out slow, then it became hurried as I moved her to straddle me. Goddamit, she's such a good kisser! She proceeds to blow me and I had to reach for a serviette so as to not cum in her mouth. She stands, readjusts her clothes and says she needs to go home before her mum starts being suspicious as to her whereabouts as she'd closed the shop a while ago.

At this point, I'm walking around with a spectacular case of blue balls as I haven't had sex in about two months and wondering whether inviting the beautiful girl from downstairs upstairs was the best decision I've made all month—or the beginning of a very complicated chapter.

Because now I'm sitting here thinking:

Is it worth exploring this further and risk the wrath of her mum/my landlady?