THE SEX SERIES (Vol VI)

I sat there listening to Ann Marie. All she said made sense but could I really? I wasn't an adventurous woman by any measure so the fear I felt was justified. "Look Ann Marie continued. You are a married woman and it’s now the battle begins. The eye wey man dey take look girlfriend no be the same eye dem dey take look wife. You've got to bring spice to your marriage or you run the risk of becoming boring and once your husband gets used to the monotony of your marriage, the chances of him straying would quadruple."

I knew she was right. Chucks and I had been married six wonderful years but for the last two years, I could count the number of times we'd had sex. Don't get me wrong, he was a good provider and an amazing dad to our three year old twins but our sex life seemed to have taken a beating. Maybe I had the bigger chunk of the blame because, I was always tired. My job was grueling and by the time I got home, I was super tired from cooking and having quality time with my kids which included chasing after them.
Chucks always got home later than I seeing as from work, he always hung out with the boys till late. So at night when I get his light shoulder tapping for some "magic between the sheets" I'd be so bone tired and always said so. Sometimes, he'd give in, roll over and sleep. Other times, he'd pressure so much that I just open my legs and allow him get on with it.


"Move your waist small naaaaaa Nkem" he would moan passionately as he pumped away. Bone weary I would answer how tired I was and that was how it went till he barely touched me anymore.
I was glad for the sabbatical but when days began to stretch into months I began to worry to the point where I had to tell somebody. Who could I tell? Who could I confide in? Once in marriage, one had to be careful whom one confided in because many listening ears were not friendly at all. They would spread your story out of malice. Happy to know all was not well in your own marriage. I couldn't tell my mum because she would worry and also blame me. My phone suddenly beeped, bbm. It was Ann Marie. Crazy Ann Marie. She had a heart of gold, was funny and incredibly adventurous. I decided I would tell her. Why she made the best candidate? She was loyal, extremely loyal. She was the type of friend one relied on, in a fight she would take off her shoes and ear rings and get in the ring with you.

Though she had a few skeletons in her closet, who didn't? That was how I got her to come over and here we are. "Uzoamaka she said tapping me lightly. Are you even listening to me?! I snapped back to reality I'd been so lost in thought I'd completely tuned out Ann Marie. Spice up your marriage she began again. If you are at a loss I could give you a few pointers." I nodded and she proceeded to tell me things that made the tips of my ear burn. By the time she finished I had a plan but I would also never be able to look Ann Marie in the eye… EVER!
That night, Chucks came home a little early which was a surprise but I loved it. Apparently, the guys had things to do and so boys night out had been cut short. "Onyenwem" (he who owns me) I smiled up at him as he strode across the room to kiss me. "Nkem" (my own) he answered as I kissed him back. We settled in for a quiet night after that. In bed however, I told him I'd dropped off the kids with his mother and would like us to spend quality time together for the weekend. Shock registered on his face but smiling he agreed. We slept off again because... I was tired.

Saturday morning bright and early I got the maid to prepare the ingredients for native soup and pounded yam. I came downstairs and began cooking. Esam, ngolo, fresh fish, prawns and lots of other "inspirations." The soup I was cooking was to die for. As the house help began pounding the yam Chucks woke up and came downstairs following the aroma that the filled the house. "Something smells nice" he quipped as he stared into the pot. I took out a small plate and dished some soup with the goodies knowing his long throat was pushing him. His eyes lit up as he saw the plate and he took off with his prize to go settle in front of the TV.

Breakfast done, we lazed about gisting and catching up on each other’s lives. We had indeed let life get in the way of us. By 6pm, I suggested we catch a movie. He looked at me and said "you are planning something, I can feel it." I laughed and said "go get dressed jor." His eyes twinkling, he took off. Ann Marie really is a wise woman I thought as I went to get dressed myself.
"Remember to use red." Ann Marie's words floated in my head so I chose a lovely red mini dress Chucks had bought for me that I'd never worn because I felt it was too short. Nice wedge sandals to elongate my legs according to Ann. Red lipstick and then I let my hair down. "Heat go kill me" I thought as I let my hair fall but when I turned to the mirror, I gasped. I couldn't recognize myself. I looked different like all those chicks I frowned at on the road so I panicked. I didn't want Chucks to see me like this. I decided to take it all off. Just my luck that at that same moment the door to my room swung open. "Nkem I'm..." Chuck's voice trailed off. He looked stunned. My panic turned to fear. "I'll take it off" I said and he said "no, don't. I like it." And then added "a lot."

Sending silent thanks again to Ann Marie we set off for the cinema. My plan was in full swing. The movie? "Fifty shades of grey." We parked and went in with me choosing seats far away from people and in the darkest corner possible. Chucks wasn't sure what I was up to but silently followed me. The movie began and all was quiet. I held chuck's hand as the movie progressed. When the hot sex scenes came on, I could see my husband having a hard time seating still. He kept squirming. I let go of his hand and put my hand on his dick. It was rock hard. He couldn't look me in the face. Thank goodness for that because if he had, I would have lost my nerve. I began rubbing his hardness. Incredible! He didn't stop me instead he opened his legs wider for me to gain better access. I handed him a newspaper, he looked at me confused so I whispered "use it for cover." His grip on the paper was so tight I had to restrain myself from laughing. I unzipped him and began sucking his dick. Slowly to heighten his pleasure. I would lick the tip using my teeth to lightly graze the length of his dick. I could hear my husband panting trying not to moan. I continued my onslaught.

The newspaper he had been using for cover began to shake. It was clear to me he was having a hard time holding it up. Stopping for a second, I raised my head and whispered in his ear "should I stop?" He didn't answer but shook his head vigorously. I smiled in the darkness and licked his ear. He shivered and said "hewoo Nkem" a little too loudly and people who heard laughed because a wicked sex scene was also on the screen at the same time. I continued what I was doing. Suddenly, he tapped my head and I looked up to see people approaching. I sat back while my husband used the newspaper to cover himself. To anyone passing he was a man with a newspaper on his lap. No big deal. They passed and disappeared and I zipped my husband back up but I wasn't done yet.

Waiting fifteen minutes just to make sure the coast was clear, I turned to my husband, smiled and guided his hand to myself. I was so wet I felt sure I'd wet my dress. Shifting my thong aside my husband slipped in his fingers and began to finger fuck me. So slowly and oh so sweet. I lost my mind. He would rub my clitoris and then insert his fingers. I opened my legs wider as he slid his fingers in and out. "Chai, Nkem don't cum oh my husband whispered in my ear. I want to be inside you when you cum."

"Let’s go outside" I told him to which he quickly obliged. Outside, he looked at me questioningly. "Where to, the toilets?" I shook my head, "the car." We practically raced out of there. The car had been parked away from any lighting as per Ann Marie's instructions and now, I could see why. We climbed in the back seat with my husband scrambling to undo his zipper. "Suck me again Nkem I love it." I obeyed but this time, I sucked him so hard making sure my mouth was tightly wound on his dick. I kept it at a fast pace as my husband moaned "oh, Nkem, oh Nkem, oh natutohh oh" (meaning its sweet oh).

I'd never known my husband to react so wild before. I mean he had his hand pressed down on my head as he thrust with the movement of my mouth. I sucked him till my jaws ached. He wasn't going to cum. By this time, I was dripping all over myself. His reactions were so hot and I was on fire. Removing my mouth from his cock I pushed my thong aside, positioned on top of my husband and sat on him as his dick slid inside me. Daaaaaaaamn... The way his dick entered me felt so good. I began to move. Up and down, up and down as my husband rose to meet my movement. We began to fuck wildly. Only one thing in mind. To cum. It was so rough we were like animals fighting. "Tear am! Scatter it!" I kept saying as "Onyenwem" tore into me. I put my fingers on my clitoris rubbing hard as I fucked my husband. I was high as a kite as we pounded each other. Stopping for a second, I mashed my pussy into my husband's waist and began grinding. Rolling my waist in tight circles of the number 8 without moving upwards and he screamed. "Nkem! Nkem! Like that! Like that oh!" And he grabbed my waist rocking with me with such force. I felt him deep inside me. The feeling was out of this world especially as I began feeling something I'd never felt before and soon began screams of my own. "Obimo! Don't stop that one, I like it! I like it! I kept saying as we mashed into each other.

I was cumming but this time it was different. The sensation almost made me leave my body I just can't explain it. When my husband saw I was cumming his movement became wilder as he exploded inside me. Spent, I couldn't move and just rested on him as he heaved and panted alongside me.

"Knock knock" a tap tapping at the window had us looking up. A police man. Wahala I thought as we scrambled to cover ourselves. My husband arranged himself first and got down. I couldn't for shame. Minutes later he got back in the car and we burst out laughing. "What did you tell him" I asked as I watched the police man walk away. "I told him you were my wife and I was sorry. Once I said wife he lost interest though I had to part with one thousand naira." We burst out laughing when he suddenly said "Nkem, I love you oh." "I love you too baby" I replied as I once again sent silent thanks to Ann Marie. "Every man needs a lady in the streets but a freak in the sheets" she'd said. She was not wrong.

If you miss THE SEX SERIES Vol V, then HERE it is

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