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Wednesday, 24 May 2017



My head spun in a wide circle. What the fuck is happening? After this long years of marriage, and still Titiloye can't still accept spankings? No matter how light? She still can't find it in her heart to accept the full me?

I sat down on the bed heavily.. And stared at her dry cunt. It's drier than the deserts of sokoto. I shook my head. But fuck it! I need to tie a woman down, spank her cunt, push her to the very limits before I feel satiated.

A woman's pleasure is mine as I've showed it to her a million times over, but I guess it's all for naught. I can only get her wet the vanilla way, and for years, it's been my only succour with her.

Now, it seems like all aspects of sex is disgusting to her and she's shrivelled up! I don't even understand her anymore. I tried my best to discuss our sex life with her, but whenever i bring it up, she shrivels up like a dried prune.

I shuddered in distaste. I need the spicy edge of sex to inflame me, to push me past the edge of crazy boundaries, and I thought it best to introduce this into my marriage. I've been doing it slowly over the years, but still, I'm not making an impact.

She flat out refuses my advances to delve into more adventurous sex play, and frankly, it's starting to bore me! I cannot understand why a woman, a married one at that, wouldn't want to try out new things in marriage! Sex especially! This sex issue is getting to be a bone of contention, and it's not making things cool again.

This woman has changed! She isn't the pretty free woman i married in my early teens- she's even more beautiful and due to her obsession with her body, it's toned and incredibly flawless.

Infact, after the birth of our baby, Tiwa, whom she gave birth to at 23, she kept on nagging me about her sagging breasts (not even a sag) and stretch marks- which were figments, until I paid for a thorough make over and she got a brand new body.

And we tried harder, but were unable to have other kids. I met her at a family gathering and her tinkling smile was my weakness. I saw her that day and vowed to make her my wife.

I succeeded, but it seems like, things have to take a new turn in our relationship, or I'm giving up totally. Sex is an integral part of my life, and I'm tired of keeping it under a leash.


I rushed in from my boyfriends place. We were supposed to fuck tonight-for the first time, but my mom called my phone and I had to stop all the play. Sope wasn't really happy about the disruption- he was fucking my cunt with his tongue and his cock was buried in my throat.

I was sopping wet and I had images of riding that glorious cock at last- but my mom smashed that dream. I fumed in anger.. I've never met a 45 year old woman who's as bitter as my mom!

She's beautiful, sexy- I envy her body and I wish to have such, but She's incredibly bitter. I didn't know where it came from, but suddenly, my nice mom became a shrew!

She raved and ranted over everything and kept on preaching to me about the depravities of sex. How much I shouldn't fuck, how bad fucking is, how awful it is, and a lot of bullshit!
Frankly, I don't know how my dad copes with her. My dad on the other hand- A handsome caring man, who's sweet and softly firm. She's reducing the happiness is the house and I'm tired!

At 22 years old, I have no freedom. At first, I assumed it was an over protective motherly instinct- because I'm her only child and times in this recession has increased the cases of kidnapping. But no! This is over the top.

She insisted on my studying my Master's from home and I regretted ever agreeing to that crap of bull. And did i add that she has a serious case of loading guilt on you? You'd feel so bad at hurting her that you'd forget you're hurt. I mi my mom, the one that we loved and smiled all the time. No the nasty bitch waiting for me at home.


I felt a wave of disgust fill me at the books I was riffling through. Oh my goodness my daughter is turning into her father! That perversion has is pervasive! It has seeped into the blood of my lovely daughter.

My heart clenched with love. Tiwa. She's my baby, my only anchor in this storm. The only reason i hold on to my sham of a marriage. She's the only one not tearing me apart emotionally.

She's doing so now anyway! I felt anger fill me at the explicit content of the books! I packed them from under her pillows and shivered again in disgust. My eyes fell on the image of a woman restrained in a surprisingly erotic tangle of ropes. And a man wielding a handcuff. Her ass was bright red and her lips were opened in a moue of joy.

I quickly reverted my eyes from the image, and for the first time in a long long time, I ventured into Lanre's wing. I swept in like a majestic goddess- and I flung the pictures in the general direction of his office table.

The room was a bit dim and it took a moment for my eyes to adjust, but I totally didn't care. I hurtled hurtful words at the pervert that is turning my daughter into something else! I heard footsteps behind me.. I looked back.."Mother," Tiwa called tentatively behind me.

I gestured to the books strewn on the floor.."You perverse sinner! What have you turned into?!"  She squinted her eyes, and then paled when she realised what they were.

"What's happening here?!" The commanding voice of lanre called out. A light switch turned on and I stared in shock. Lanre was naked! And a woman was spread eagled on a bed! I didn't even know he had a bed in his office!

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