THE SEX SERIES Volume III

 EXCERPT FROM  THE SEX SERIES VOL II
I felt him stiffen. I knew he was going to climax but I wasn't close to mine yet "please...please...wait...don't cum." I whimpered. I could see the effort he took to hold on for me. Sliding in and out of me with such intensity as my emotions built up. I arched my back in sheer pleasure as I felt mine coming. Clinging to him in mindless passion I screamed as I came Ibe caught my mouth in his kissing me such that my screams died in his mouth as he grabbed me digging deep into me as his burst within me.
Sliding out of me, we spooned till he fell asleep. It was gentle, it was nice, it was everything I imagined it would be. I sighed contentedly as I too drifted into sleep.


VOL III STARTS AFTER CUT...


The scorching sun was relentless. I had been standing in the sweltering heat for over thirty minutes waiting for a cab. My head pounding from the onslaught especially as I was sporting "gorimakpa." Rivulets of sweat had begun pooling in my shoes. Damn this Abuja sun however, like a mirage in the distance, appeared what looked to be a taxi.
I began flailing my arm frantically hoping I wasn't hallucinating from the heat. Praise goodness, it was really a taxi. The colour green and white had never looked so good. I hopped in on my way home at Utako although I'd have preferred a trip to the moon instead I thought to myself as we sped along.


Lost in thought, I vaguely noticed the driver making a call which brought me back to reality. I better keep my wits about me so I don't get robbed as that was now the in thing in Abuja I remember thinking however, when the driver said "oh, so your aunty is lying about being around eh? Tell her, I can hear her voice in the background. So you too as small as you are, are also learning how to lie for your aunty abi? It is alright." He cut the line. We drove silently for a while with the driver intermittently sighing up and down. Not finding solace in sighing, he began to mutter. The type of muttering that elicits sympathy or comments from ears around. So when he said "women (sigh) maybe I will just leave her to follow the boyfriends that are shacking her head." I sympathetically made a noise in my throat. Sensing sympathy though, by now I was about ready to slap myself for even responding he began telling me how his wife was sleeping around because he had fallen on hard times. I found it hard to believe as he owned the taxi and that was a hustle in itself.

He laughed in my face while telling me how his wife mocks his honest work choosing to tell him instead which of their friends had bought SUVs for themselves or the ones who'd bought same for their wives. Apparently, she had now begun making more money than he and even went so far as to say his financial woes were as a result of his wife's actions though he refused to state how. When he lamented on how she told the whole world anytime he failed to put food on the table, I felt his pain.

"Other women would cover their husband's shame’’ he said ‘’But if I tell my wife please use your money and cook, I will give you back, NTA will hear, As it stands’’ he complained bitterly,’’I can't eat her food because it's money she gets from her boyfriends and I being an Ibo man, that thing could kill me" he finished.
For a while we drove in silence. Just as we turned into Jabi to hit Utako he piped up again. "Maybe, I will leave her. When what I'm waiting for comes in I'll leave the house and electronics for her, take my car and leave. Let her see what men will do to her." I kept up with the sympathetic grunts but his tirade had run its course and I kept could relax again. I really didn't like drama.

We turned into my street and my heart began thumping again. I paid my fare, thanked and blessed the cab driver because he sure needed it and entered my own personal hell. My wife's car was parked in the compound, so were my neighbours. I silently began praying she wouldn't disgrace me today for them all to hear and see. That taxi guy thought he had it bad? At least, he didn't fear his wife. Mine was a beast. See ehn, I more or less am in the same shoes as he only difference is my wife is aggressive... and loud. I often wondered how she managed to hide her character for so long but the minute I lost my job with an oil servicing firm due to the crude oil nose dive in Nigeria where my company had to downsize because of lost contracts thus making me redundant. She turned into Medusa.
I stood at the gate wondering whether to press the bell or tap the padlock. I remember one time according to her I had pressed the bell too long that she got annoyed and blasted me. Sad thing is I wasn't alone when she did that. Some friends had been with me. Oh did I forget to mention my friends no longer come over? Yes, my wife is that much of a bitch. I pressed the bell.

She kept me waiting outside for 10 minutes. Small price to pay to avoid insult before she finally opened the door. I entered and greeted her, no answer. ‘Praise be’ I thought. She is in a good mood. No shouting

All was quiet till about 9pm when she finished cooking. I was mad hungry but I had to wait to be offered if not... You know na. This woman did not offer me jack and by 10.30pm, I came out to see she had washed up and packed up everything. Rage welled inside me but I said nothing. I went inside my room got out my last five hundred naira and decided to go buy myself gala and coke because if I made the mistake of ever using her gas, CNN  will hear (to borrow the cab guy's lingo). As I strolled out, I heard her shout "abeg lock my gate and if you don't come back, better!" I said nothing, locked the gate and left. I stood outside the gate just staring out into the darkness lost in thought when a hand startled me out of my reverie. I jumped, turned to face my ‘accoster’ only to find myself staring into the beautiful face of Eka. "Your wife again? She asked. I nodded. Apparently, the whole area knew my story. "Have you eaten" she continued. I made a yimu face so she took me by the hand and led me to her house across the street.

Eka's house was really nice. Comfortable even A.C cooling in a corner, the television one side doing its thing. I envied the serene environment. Eka, a lovely Calabar lady whose husband had died prematurely, leaving behind a pretty young wife. Though life had been cruel to her she was luckier than most young widows. She still had a really good job so no one could kick her around.
She invited me to sit. I did and she disappeared only to return with semo, afang soup and a cold bottle of star lager beer. I began to salivate in fact no need to form, I was starving. I descended on the meal with Eka sitting by my side. And when she asked if I wanted more I declined but she went in and brought more o'l boy, I did the second plate justice as well. Chai!!! It had been a while I'd eaten food that good. She cleared the dishes with me suddenly feeling awkward. I made to leave but she insisted I stay. "Do you really want to go home?" She asked. Even though I was silent, my face said it all.

"Why do you put up with her nonsense?" She continued cross examining me. I shrugged as no ready answer came to mind. ‘Have you even bathed’’ she asked, I shook my head and that was how she led me to the guest room and allowed me shower even providing BYC whites and boxer shorts for me which I promptly wore once out of the shower. Choi!!! I felt taken care of. I felt like a man again. Thinking of that Medusa I left at home I shuddered. A woman who treated me like a leper to the point where at night I would resort to begging for sex when my tank needed emptying. Life.

Meanwhile, here was a soft, succulent woman treating me nicely. I remembered the way Eka's hips had swayed as she went to get me food and I got erect. It would be nice having a woman like that I thought as I got more excited. By this time, I had a full erection so imagine my shame when Eka returned unexpectedly and caught me in that state. Oh the horror! The shame! I quickly turned away. She laughed and came in saying it was only natural after all, wasn't I a man? I was shocked. I turned my head in her direction to see her face in case I was imagining what was happening but there it was. The smile I'd heard in her voice was clearly on her face.

"Samuel she cooed surely you must know I like you. What do you think my friendliness has been about? Your wife is a little fool. I saw you from upstairs standing outside and when a full minute passed and you hadn't moved from that spot, I knew something was up." I laughed at this brazen woman. It had been a while since I'd been serviced by a woman so I asked her "what do you want?" She paused for a second. "What do you think?’’ was her response ‘’let's just see where this goes" and then, she kissed me.
I didn't hesitate. I kissed her back as we stood there. Gently sucking on her tongue as she pressed her body into mine. I ran my tongue along her lips gently dipping my tongue in her mouth and sucking her tongue as I did. She moaned deep in her throat the sound sent a tingle up my spine. My hand travelled towards her south while I held her head kissing her gently. My hand found her mound already dripping. It was a surprise and a turn on finding out that she wasn't wearing any panties. I slipped my fingers inside her fingering her as she writhed against my finger. She opened her mouth against mine gasping as I gently pleasured her. I sucked on her lower lip as she trembled against my fingers. When she couldn't stand it any longer, she pulled me to the bed and raised her dress.

She was glorious down there. Her bush was trim and neat like a real woman should be not all that smooth and non hairy nonsense one sees these days. Spread eagled, I could only gaze in awe at her womanhood before sinking two fingers inside her again. She gasped as her hips lifted off the bed. I kept on driving my fingers into her as she moaned. "Oh I've missed this; I've missed this eeeehhhhh...!"

Clearly since her husband's untimely death she'd been celibate because her reactions were a sight to behold. I removed my fingers to replace them with my mouth. Sucking her gently as she bucked against my face. "Samuel! Samuel! You will kill me!" She gasped sharply "don't stop don't stop!" She screamed as I sucked her clitoris. Damn, this woman could move I thought watching her waist wriggle and writhe in pleasure. "Let me pleasure you she begged. Let me suck you too." "No’’, I replied my voice thick with longing. ‘’I want to keep sucking you’’ then, she screamed "69!" I laughed and agreed. She settled her cunt on my face as her mouth closed over my dick. Soon we were both moaning and groaning as she sucked my cock like her life depended on it. Her moans grew louder as I licked and sucked her often times sticking my finger in her pussy simultaneously. The only noise in the room was of us sucking away and moaning so loud. I wondered if people could hear us. That woman's mouth was made for my dick. Suddenly she shuddered and came in my mouth but I wasn't done with her.

I turned her over to enter her but she begged me to stroke myself that she enjoyed watching me ‘wank’ so I did. Stroking hard as she rubbed her clitoris. Watching her wank as well was such a turn on. "Talk dirty to me" she commanded and I called her a dirty bitch as she stroked herself. "You are my dirty whore" this excited her even further. The furious way she finger fucked herself made me want to cum there and then. "You fucking cunt" I whispered as the swirl of sensations tore through me. She groaned her head falling back clearly she enjoyed the name calling.
"I will fuck you raw’’ I whispered savagely stroking myself. What was this woman doing to me? Suddenly, I needed to take back control so I stopped stroking myself, turned her over and slammed into her hard. She screamed clearly enjoying the pain I caused. "Samuel, if you fuck me hard, I will give you anything". Clearly she too had lost her mind. I rode this bitch like a half crazed man. She screamed my name with each savage thrust. No matter how hard I pounded, she took it. She made me feel like a man. Soon she couldn't even complete my name all she could manage were short ‘S’ like sounds. Goodness I fucked the shit out of her. Soon I felt her pussy tighten I knew she was going go cum. I was pumping like mad as her voice and body let me know she was cuming it was so thrilling that I soon followed suit. Man, I came hard inside her. It felt good doing that. I felt alive. Spent, sweaty and heaving we tumbled in tangle of arms and legs.

Suddenly I bolted up. "Eka, I came inside you!’’ I said alarmed. She laughed. Don't be scared, I'm safe." I looked at her dubiously. "I just finished my period Samuel" she called my name as if I was a child. I lay back relieved. Looking up at the wall clock it was 2.30am but I wasn't afraid at all. I got up to pee with Eka looking at me like some demi god. Damn, if this woman gives me a chance, I could love her I thought. My phone rang from my trouser pocket. I walked over forgetting the toilet for a second to see who it was.

It was that she-devil but I didn't answer instead, I bent over to pick up the letter that had fallen from my pocket when I'd pulled out my phone. I opened it one more time to read its content. "Dear Mr. Samuel Igwe... We are pleased to inform you that jobs have picked up and you are being reinstated to you former position... I didn't need to read the rest, I did that earlier in the day. I start work on Monday. I continued to the toilet to pee. Eka lay languidly in bed. "I could love a woman like this oh" I thought. The taxi drivers words returned to me like a ghost. "Once that thing I'm expecting comes, I'd leave her with the house and electronics and leave.

I smiled as my pee hit the water in the water cistern. I want to fuck Eka again.

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