I'm a sex Maniac, and i'm proud! -blog visitor.

Sex is all I think. All I see. All I want to do. Not a day goes by that I don't have sex,not a day passes I don't feel the urge to part my thighs so wide to feel the pumping shaft of a virile male.
I'm telling you my story,not because I want to change into what you believe will be better for me,or because I wish to evoke sympathy from you but because I met someone recently who confessed to me that he loved me but wouldn't take a step further into the relationship because I loved sex too much!
 Can you just imagine that? I laughed after he said that! What rubbish! Who needed his love? Whoever told him I wanted love? I don't believe love was meant everyone. Some people were made to love while others to be loved. I chose to believe I was fashioned to be loved. Yes,to be loved by a man's big,hard,sweet dick! I was formed to crave and relish every second of wild sex,and if I didn't get it wild,i settled for the slow,easy,boring type!
 I started to have sex the day I turned 10. And the beautiful act was done by my elder brother's best friend who had come visiting in his absence. I'm sure my small,untilted breasts may have caught his fancy for he grabbed me and roughly took the hard pebbles into his mouth. It was funny that I didn't scream nor push him away as little girls my age would have done. Instead I guided his throbbing manhood into my tight body and jerked my hips to meet his hard,deep thrusts.
 We continued to have wild sex afterwards. It got to a point where he could no longer satisfy my ravenous appetite. I moved over to our driver,Oga Solo..i still remember his name. I f**ked his brains silly and before I knew he'd mentioned me to his friend,and in no time we were all having a threesome together.
 Before I turned 15,i'd slept with more than 70 men(that's me putting it mildly!) and had mastered the act of sex. I knew just how to turn a man into a lil baby in my arms. I knew just what to do to keep him running back for more. I gloried in the  mastery and  felt great about it. I still do.
 I know many ladies who sneak to me for special sex techniques and ways to keep their men glued to their 'V's ' yet they openly condemn me and even say I need deliverance! Hahahah.. deliverance from what? From good sex? From the urge? Or what? Hypocrites they are!
 I'm a sex addict and proud of it. I relish in the power I have over men. If you cuss me out here and stealthily come to me for sex,then you're no better than I am!
 I've been blessed to have used my V to achieve a lot -contracts,rich men,good sex,and influence. My V has taken me to places you would never dream of stepping your feet,yet you call me names?
 Well,i remain who i am with no regrets. You call me a sex maniac,I call me a talented and gifted lady!
 Stella Ade******
Ibadan.

*Hey guyz..#hugesigh# I had to read this a couple of times. Though I made  small corrections to some typo errors,this gist is as real as you can get! Hmmm,mails i'm beginning to receive as a blogger!
 Stella doesn't want no advise but i'll give it all the same. Whether you admit or not,Stella you need help ASAP.. but it will only happen the moment you realize you need help. Solution, I mean.