As we prepare to wrap up 2024, our team at Adventures From the Bedrooms of African Women is busy tying up loose ends and gearing up for much-needed rest and rejuvenation. This isn’t just about catching our breath; it’s about clearing our minds and bodies to leap into the fray of 2025, which already promises to be an action-packed year. One of the last big tasks on our plate is finalizing the December edition of our monthly newsletter. If you …
Written by Nnennaya Finding love in Nigeria is tough—especially when all you want is a healthy, fulfilling connection that’s free from stress and toxicity. After enduring the pain and exhaustion of three stressful relationships in the …
I want you to close your eyes (well technically don’t because then you cannot read this). BUT hypothetically close your eyes, imagine yourself wearing an outfit that makes you feel good about yourself. It may be …
Written by Moraa. Three months without your touch,seems minimal, but is much.My memory of you is outstanding,your painful absence notwithstanding. I touch myself to thoughts of you,I cum hard but still feel blue.I wish the world …
We’re thrilled to invite you to download your free copy of the inaugural Adventures From the Bedrooms of African Women magazine! This edition is more than just a collection of stories—it’s a celebration of 15 years …
Hey Adventurers! It’s your girl Malaka here with a message that I hope resonates with each of you. As Adventures Fam, you know that battles that we wage are shared in both their glories and horrors. …
“Where would I go?” I asked, still staring at her. I wasn’t completely convinced that it wasn’t just some sick joke my husband had thought up to torture me some more, but this was the first …
In two years, I lost five pregnancies. Then my health began to deteriorate. I was weak, exhausted all the time, and constantly bleeding. Beamah stopped giving me the concoctions, and she had many hushed conversations with …
I knew so little about my body, pregnancy, and childbirth that despite the signs, it never occurred to me that I could be pregnant. I missed my period, was perpetually tired, nauseous, and throwing up every …
Ton téléphone est allumé avec une notification. Tu l’ignore. Tu as la faim d’un loup et tu essaye de faire à manger. Il vibre à nouveau et le son vous irrite. Tu n’aimes pas que le …
Written by Wolverine Her: Lips warm, soft, pliant against mine. His tongue invades my mouth. I’m on my tippy toes, head tilted up, my arms on his broad shoulders. Him: As our tongues dance, I can …
