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By Yetunde Arebi Hi, Remember that song “Tonight is the nightâ€Â by Betty Wright? It’s one of those blissful oldies that takes one tumbling down memory lane, no matter how much we may want to pretend. It talks about those secret three letter words that we all love secretly but try hard to deny openly. The lyrics of the song is actually about the first time a young lady did the “thing†with her lover. It talks about the anxiety, the pain and pleasures of the act.
But instructively the song opens with a call for listeners to accompany the singer on the journey, though individually. Have you ever tried to think back, capture the first time you had sex? What was it like? For different people, it is different strokes.
That is why we tried to capture the experiences of readers in this article. Together with Onozure Dania, we asked respondents the following questions: When did you first have sex? Why did you do it? With whom and are you still with the person? What was your experience like, was it as you imagined? Given a second chance will you do the same thing?
We continue today with what our respondents have to share with us on the issue. You too may be a part of this wonderful journey down memory lane. Write to us and capture those moments with us, bearing these questions in mind.
Our address remains: The Human Angle, Vanguard, P.M.B. 1007, Apapa, Lagos. Or e-mail address: humananglepage@yahoo.com We are expecting to read from you. Cheers!
For Gabriel, (28), Accountant gaduate, its not something he wants to relive:
Anyway, this girl in my areaurage to remove all my clothes. Even now, the whole thing is still blurred in my mind. I did not enjoy it at all. Even as we were doing it, I kept removing my “thing†to clean. It was that bad. At the back of my mind was the fact that she could become pregnant, also, that I could contract some form of infection. because we were not using any protection.
By the time we finished, it wasobvious to me that she was nota little, innocent girl at all. She mut have been doing the “ting†for some time. After that, I managed to keep my distance from her. To my surprise, she also did not bother with me.
However, in my first year in the University, I met and think I fell in love with a curse mate. We started dating and eventually we had sex. To my surprise again, this girl also was not knew in the game as she was the one who sort of took me through the process.
I must confess that again, though this time I liked it, I felt funny right after we finished. I thought that I had done something really bad. Bu after discussing it with my friends, they hailed me and told me it was a normal feeling. That I had to continue doing it and also put my heart into it if I want to enjoy it. That if I don’t do it to the girl very well, she will go and tell her friends that I am not man enough.
That I will begin to like it with practice. So, I must go to her whenever I felt the urge to have sex. So, for a couple of months, I found myself going to her, more out of fear that I will be ridiculed than any other reason.
However, I went to Church one Sunday and it was as if the preaching was directed at me. So, when they made the alter call, I found myself joining those who wanted to give their lives to God and came forward. That was how I confessed my sins because we had done it about three times then.
I became born-again and left that life. I am happy I did because when we were dating, I got myself involved in a lot of activities in the Campus just to protect our relationship. God knows what might have happened to me or my education if I had not given my life to Christ, because this girl later got involved with some funny guys on Campus.
So, on the question, if I want to relive the experience again? I will say no. Sex is not for unmarried people. For Shola, (27), Lab Technician, every time is a first time: I had my first sex when I was 23. I didn’t feel bad about having sex, I enjoyed every bit of it. It was fun for me. It was like a sense of accomplishment, like, finally, I am there. I didn’t get to know how to have sex from any where, it’s something that just came and I had to do it.
I had never watched a phonography film like many of my friends do, at least not seriously. This is something most young boys do when they are together.
You want to see what adult girls like undressed. Many are obsessed about big boobs and shapely bums. Some go further to develop interest in watching couples do the thing, which is why they see those movies anyway.
After watching, many only discuss what they see and leave it at that, while some others go on to practice them. I did it because I am in a steady relationship with my fiancé and it felt like the most natural thing to do.
Since we know that we love each other and want to spend the rest of our lives together, we guessed there was absolutely no need denying ourselves the pleasures we could share.
We are faithful to each other and we will bee getting married soon. I have never had sex with any other person, though my fiancé had. With her first boyfriend. No, I do not feel hurt or jealous, life is like that. Anyway, he is in her past and I am the present and the future.
These things depend on how much control we have over our minds and senses. So, given a second chance, I think I will still have sex with the same person. I am doing that, in fact. For me, every time is a first time.
Rimi, (30), Metrologist, loves doing it with his sister: The first time I had sex was with my sister. I was 16 and she was 12. We were young then and I was in love with her. I am still and she loves me too since we still do it together once a while.
Now we know it is bad just because the society thinks it is. But personally, we don’t see anything bad in it, after all, many men in the Bible and Qu’ran married their siblings and other blood relations. I treat her better than any of her boyfriends has ever treated her.
I buy her things and take care of her. I feel compelled to protect her and feel great pain in my heart when I see her hurt or she is troubled about anything.
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I know coming to SE++ for advice is a top notch bad idea, but I honestly have no where else to turn because this situation directly involves my family, and friends.
Let me start from the beginning, I am 18 and my sister is 21. I just finished high school and my sister is home from college. I guess this year her grades started slipping or something, because I walked past her room and she was crying. I walked inside her room to ask her what's up and she hands me a letter - apparently she's up for review by her college for dismissal. I feel kinda sorry for her so I gave her a hug and one thing led to another and we started making out. This is really weird because I've made out with girls before, but my sister blows them all out of the water. In the back of my mind lies the fact that she's my sister and what we are doing is sick and wrong, but I guess my sister has more experience and it felt so fucking good.
Here's the dilemma - after making out, Karen started taking her clothes off and she started pulling my pants down. I'm like, hey, what are you doing? She's like, oh come on Jordan, aren't you even a LITTLE curious? I felt bad because its true, my sister is a hottie and I always wished that she wasn't my sister. I've even gone as far as to fap to thoughts of doing her. She then said "For tonight, let's not be brother and sister. I really need this because I feel like shit right now and our parents won't be back till late and we aren't going to tell anyone.
I pretty much just fucked my sister. No, to be more honest, I just lost my virginity to my sister. My question, SE++, is WHAT THE FUCK DO I DO NOW?? What do people usually do after they fuck their sisters?
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Sleeping With My Sisters
By Adele Slaughter
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Nights we all piled into the same double bed.
Five girls, a huddled mass of elbows and rear ends.
Each one massaging, scratching, begging
another to rub her back.
The little two got crammed in between
our arm pits, honeysuckle on the vine.
All those girls and I was the biggest,
the one that took everything first,
even stepped on a rusty nail
saving my sisters the shot, the infection.
Mary fought me—
a sister with more hip and bigger breasts.
She was choppy: red cut curls, round stormy eyes.
Her nails bitten, not any moon showing.
Contrary, a curl, so proud of being so very good
and so very bad.
Sister—dark and wild.
Her hips are wide and spread easily
but tight like a wet wish bone
she opens to let men in.
They only get one wish
which they can’t tell.
She was like humid weather,
something I learned to endure.
Her temper sat in a cold bucket
turning her white skin red.
When her lower lip shoved out
the others gave her anything she wanted
to keep her calm,
but not from me. Not from me.
Fighting was a kind of loving in our family.
That Sunday all us girls were crammed in the back seat
I got the window
She pinched my thigh.
After church, I took the bottom sheet off her bed.
She ripped the bedding off mine
leaving me a bare mattress and a bed to make.
I threw her sheets and blankets down the stairs.
A rage of hot wind flew at me.
I turned, raised my right hand.
Stop it Mary, please stop.
My fist landed in the middle of her back. Hard.
Winded she slumped. Sobbed.
Her fingertips scratched the wooden floors.
It is nightlife now. He rises above me
looking like a man on a cross,
his hands supporting himself over my body.
His right leg tucked behind his left,
he is pushing himself into me
searching for a sweet spot.
I press my legs into the small of his back.
Just as I climb up toward his breath
I miss sleeping with those sisters—
I miss the honeysuckle I used to pick and suck
those sweet insides—sweet yellow pollen fills my lungs
and they are in my skin, rubbing my back,
tangled in the sheets. Please, little sister
please rub my back just a little longer.
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I stayed at my sister’s house recently, as I have done many times when my husband works away from home.
However, on this particular night, she was called into work at the hospital at short notice.
I went to bed early but got up to go to the bathroom.
As I passed her bedroom, the door was ajar and I heard moaning from inside where my brother-in-law was supposed to be sleeping.
I saw him through the crack in the door and, for some reason that I cannot fathom, I took a deep breath, opened the door and stood there watching him pleasure himself.
He got even more excited so then I dropped my dressing gown and joined him in the bed. We had fantastic sex and never said a word to each other.
Since then nothing has been mentioned about this by either of us – it’s as if it never happened – but I can’t stop thinking about him.
This is weird for me as I have never been the sort of person to take matters into my own hands before or do anything impulsive.
I’m also 50 now and have been through the menopause, so what’s happening to me?
Maybe it’s connected to going through the menopause in your 40s. You might have wanted to prove that you’re still a sexual being and attractive to men. However, it’s just terribly sad that you’ve chosen your sister’s husband to live out this fantasy with.
You’re also married yourself, so you’ve cheated on your own hubby as well as betrayed your sister.
I think you know in your own heart that if you have any chance of having a relationship with your sister in the future that you a) can’t revisit it b) you can’t stay the night at hers again and c) you can’t tell her what happened.
What’s worrying is that you can’t stop thinking of him. I’m not condoning what either of you did, but sometimes ignorance is bliss. This might be one of those times, if you can guarantee it won’t happen again.
If you come clean, she’ll either dump her husband and your relationship wi
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