please ladies learn from this story.
am an undergraduate of a university in nigeria.
I happened to have a married man as a contact on my BBM. He had been asking me out for over six months and I refused to date him.
As time went on, he invited me clubbing with him when his wife was outside the country,
and I went with him all night. We spent most of the night at a Lagos club .I also met his clique of friends, married as well with their various mistresses.
We had mad fun. After all the clubbing and drinking,
he lodged me in a hotel somewhere in ikeja. I felt sort of safe with him. We did not have sex, but he touched me in places I had never ever imagined.
He kissed me passionately but guess what? He did not have sex with me. We did all sorts but there was no penetration. So to an extent, I trusted he was a good person to be around with. I did not know that it was all part of a grand plan. He gave me N10,000 naira and put me in a cab to go home the next morning. We kept talking and chatting and sending naked pictures to each other and he told me naughty things of how he wanted to whisper things in my ear, I blushed We didn’t see for two weeks and that was because his wife just came back from Turkey.
one faithful evening he pinged me that he was organising a beach party/boat cruise and that he would love for me to be his date and that he wanted to open a BBM chat, as a medium for his friends and my friends to interact.
I was excited about it, I just wanted to have fun.
I was able to get five of my very hot friends! The BBM group opened and we got chatting. I also realise that majority of them were married and working in reputable firms. It was fun and we didn’t mind if they were married, we just wanted to have fun, as well as some other girls apart from my friends in the group. We chatted exclusively, sent pictures to the BBM group to introduce ourselves,
and we had opened group conversations pending the beach party. And as excited as we were, we went shopping for nice sexy beach wears.
The D-day finally came, we all assembled at the Lagos Island Boat Club. I was wowed because it was a high class party. We were cruising in a boat loaded with goodies drinks and hot babes, and as well ‘MARRIED MEN’. I did not care, I just said in my mind that I would not roll with married men anymore after this, that for now, all I wanted to do was to catch some fun. After all, I wasn’t paying the bills. We got there it was a private beach resort.
Most of the beach facilities I got to see there were owned by multinational companies. We got out of the boat and went to where we were partying. It was a duplex made with wood. It was a very nice setting. I felt comfortable because it even had a fence around it separating it from other beach houses around. So there was privacy and of course bouncers guarding the place. I said to myself this must be heaven, I must be dreaming. anyway, we felt free with each other because we had been chatting.
It was 5:30pm and the party just started. We had drinks flowing from the private bar tender which happens to be owned by one of the men in the group. Reality struck when I realised that I was feeling dizzy and feeling really funny and light headed. Not only me, but other girls around me too noticed there was something strange about it.I was also feeling horny as hell!
I had been drugged. They monitored us and when they knew the drug had really gone deep into our system,
they moved us up into the main beach house.
I could still see faces, but was too weak and horny to react.Mr B, the man who took me clubbing, carried me in his hands like a sacrifice and put me down on the floor just as other men also did with their girls. We were eight in numbers 8 girls, 8 guys, and they all stripped us down and had sex with us.I enjoyed it a bit because I was horny.
It was a mixed feeling because I cried, I moaned, but I did not know how many times he came into me. He pounded me hard. I was dizzy, but he grabbed