The Ifeomas of this world simply develop the hives at the mere thought of smooching with a stranger
“What! Let a guy bang me on a first date? That is sick! Really sick! Honestly Julie, give me a break! Don’t tell me you go for such perverted behaviour!,” Ifeoma screamed.
Let’s face it, most ladies are like Ifeoma…ladies who can’t possibly, on a first date, allow a guy go as far as to take a peep into their bra, let alone to feel what those sexy dream dresses that send guys adrenaline pumping, cover.
The Ifeomas of this world simply develop the hives at the mere thought of smooching with a stranger.
How well one does really needs to know one’s date before going to bed with the person?
Tough question?
Most ladies have phobia for first date sex because of what they feel the guy may think of them. Not as if they don’t want to. Some guys have arrogated to themselves the position of jury.
They judge ladies, perhaps, because they are so blessed with balls and testicles.
They are quick to condemn and call ladies who express their mutual attraction on a first date, tramps!
They indirectly compel ladies to develop inhibitions. It makes one want to bawl at the injustices of life.
They call it a man’s world.
A guy bangs a babe on a first, he is called a stud, with a pat on his shoulder. While a lady that has the effrontery to do the same is tagged a slut! Quite unfair!
Just the other day, my humble friend, Bashiru, who is very religious, said he couldn’t imagine himself having sex with a lady on a first date.
He thinks that kind of lady is wacko or suffers from nymphomania! He said he would never get serious with such a girl.
His reason was not unconnected with the belief that the babe would still behave amorously given the time and chance with another guy.
The problem here lies in our African heritage, which sees virtue and moral decorum as twin sisters, thus connoting physical expression in any of its ramification as a flagrant vice.
The ridiculous thing about Africans and Nigerians in particular is that no matter how hard they fight to westernise themselves in accent, behaviour and mode of clothing, situations still exists that make the African in them stick out like a sore thumb.
Listen folks!
There are quite a large number of men out there who think it’s cool to get between the juicy cores of an attractive babe on a first date.
It boosts their ego positively. They even tell you in a point blank poker faced voice that guys who have divergent opinions had been brain washed.
Really sweetheart, one-on-one, do you think it has got a fig to do with illiteracy?
No, not quite!
I think it boils down to principle. What with the church explosion trend in our society. You get to meet people with visibly lofty principles in the day, but who strangely metamorphose into another character with questionable principles at night.
Hmm! So much for Christian virtues. Now, don’t get me wrong. Serving the Almighty God is good, but let’s do it with more sincerity and less hypocrisy.
Some guys would even argue that once the babe is willing on a first date, what the heck is wrong with ramming their shafts into her eagerly waiting centre.
Sex on a first date has been known to happen due to that foreign emotion called love or lust.
It could happen due to love at first sight! A stunning number of people have done one crazy thing or another in the throes of love. At times, it is something one would never have been caught doing alive. Something which, in retrospect, makes you ponder and wonder at your behaviour.
Love is a crazy emotion.
It knows no shame. And it has, on countless occasions, been used to cover many sins.
You might meet in a party… Your spirits are attuned to each other…You both simply want to love each other… What better way to cement such powerful emotions than through the physical fusion of your bodies?
Caught on the wings of love, you’ll turn deaf ears to stealth whispers of getting to know each other better.
Sex is a natural outgrowth of love. That‘s not to say you can’t have lovely relationships devoid of sex. It is no longer a secret that some relationships have collapsed because the partners denied each other of sex. How many ladies and guys have left their spouses or cheated outright because of lack of satisfactory sex life?
If you can sustain your relationship without sex, good for you. You are probably a rare gem, but if you can’t, you best know what to do. A lot of sex on a first date had happened because of that powerful uncontrollable feeling called sexual chemistry.
It hits you with a bang once you clamp your eye on that stranger that had just walked in.
The aura of mystery surrounding the stranger heightens your desire. The ache to possess and be possessed is worse if you have been practicing abstinence for a while.
Then the stranger throws you that burning passion filled look. It simply makes your blood boil. The heart beat goes into a crazy makossa gyration. The core uncoils. Wetness down there becomes an ocean.
The throbbing begs for a panacea and you know you just must have this stranger. A once surreptitious glance becomes fixed. Breathing becomes heavy; you are like a gasoline, waiting for the strike of a match to explode.
If people can be uninhibited enough to admit the truth, they’ll tell you that the thought that races through the track of their minds once they feel an attraction is sex! Take that to the banks!
The basic thing here is that sex on a first date is meant for mature folks. You may tango with the band wagon already indulging in it or you may choose not to, the choice is up to you.
Like I said earlier, you know the love medicine that is good for you. But whatever you do, always carry packs of condoms in your purse and wallets!
To lay off the issue, Benny met Cesca at a friend’s bachelor’s eve in Ibadan. They fell for each other. Before the night ran out, they’d both had fun and were crazy enough to go for a marriage introduction ceremony two weeks later.
Lo and behold, they are happily married and live in the US. No doubt continuing the feat they started at Ibadan.
Hello! Let’s say I stumble upon a guy, I was instantaneously attracted to him, he prayed me to honour him with my presence at dinner…he told me, oh, so softly, that he’d like to feel my cunt. What should I do? Your guess is as good as mine!
Remember, you could be wrong.
Article first published 2002.
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