Wednesday, 8 October 2014

Dr Says...

Posted by Oyinlola Sobowale on Wednesday, October 08, 2014 in , , | 30 comments
1. What’s good for the heart is good for the libido 
2. Doing chores with boo ensures a great sexual play 
3. The antioxidant found in tea promotes blood flow all over the body for brainpower

4. blah blah blah
5. more blah blah blah
6. The older we get, the better we should at sex and oral is the mature way to go
 

“Ahan! I got you right there,” she shrieked excitedly as her cat-like eyes roved the entire piece and settled on the sixth point.

“You and I both; taking over the night with breathless moans…going south baby”. She conversed with space, leaping for joy as her mind went into overdrive strategically planning a sweet welcome for her oyoyo.

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Food? Check. Wheat it is today; especially since she made his favourite Egusi soup earlier, seasoned with the assorted sallah beef sent in by grandpa. Going to the market had been a great ordeal what with all the traffic at every point in Lagos as it witnessed a barrage from returning Eid-celebrants. So when Darasimi got a call from her dad fondly referred to as grandpa that he had sent some ram meat over, pure relief enthused as she gladly made a U-turn from the bustling road, hitting the drive gear all the way home whilst singing along to R Kelly’s ‘Sex me’.

Toju was due back any moment now; his office had annoyingly pulled a fast one on them when he was pleaded with at the last minute to come prepare and clean up some office files in readiness for CBN’s inspection which was scheduled for Wednesday- immediately after the Sallah break. Toju’s work involves creating letters of credit for all customers and reconciling offshore accounts. Being a sensitive role, it had to be him and so all the initial weekend plan had gone to waste since he would also have to travel to Calabar in between for some other stuff.

Thank goodness Yemi had offered to keep the kids a day longer…sheer bliss. Isn’t she just awesomely blessed to have such wonderful in-laws? It would afford her all the time she needed to do the ‘R’ stuff with hubby without fear and worry of the little ‘goons’ sneaking up innocently on them.

Romantic setting? Check. The rooms were truly set now; bathroom, living room, dining room…basically all the rooms have a touch of the lavender petals oozing a special aphrodisiac smell. Scented candles well lit. Chardonnay was cooling in the fridge. Strawberry and honey laced ice-cream was her choice dessert. These alone would make any man’s knees weaken. Satisfied with her efforts at creating the perfect sexual alcove, Dara showered quickly changing into her outfit for the evening…a purple crop top showing off her smooth, radiant skin with a matching panties only that the bottom was a shade darker. Her long, elegant legs carefully accentuated with Jimmy Choos’ thigh high boots and of course her apron sexily tied around like a sarong to cover the ‘V’, she was ready to receive, serve and delight.

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The key turned in the keyhole a second time alerting Dara to Toju’s arrival even though he had called her on his descent from the Calabar flight at exactly 2.30pm which was thirty minutes ago…the exact time it took to drive from the Lagos airport to their Magodo abode.

“Mushberry I’m home,” he called out his eyes adjusting to the semi-darkness. Toju dropped his bags by the recliner and went in the direction of the glowing light all the while wondering what his wife was up to this time.

“Mushberry?” he called out again

A scantily-sexily clad Dara sat at the foot of the stairwell, her legs spread wide with a smile dancing around her lips.

“Babe you look jaw-dropping fabulous,” he pulled her up for a smattering kiss; his tall frame enveloping her smaller one. “Have you forced the kids to sleep or what? How did you manage to prance around in this without them seeing?” he asked as his eyes took in every bit of her luscious body. He was feeling all ravenous all of a sudden.

“No jor,” she chuckled loudly “the ferry mother carted them away so it’s just you and me,” her fingers trailed his pointed nose.

“I didn’t want to give away my plans so I avoided mentioning they were still with your sister”. Dara rose on tiptoes and kissed her husband hotly on the ears whispering, “This evening is for adults only, no underage allowed”.

“Hmmm. So how do we begin this my beautiful, erotic wife?” “A quick shower or...” he left the words hanging.

“A very very quick shower sweets while I pour out some wine for you” Dara sent him off with a gentle swat on his bum.

Whistling and pulling on his tie as he took two steps at a time, Toju showered in five not even trying to keep the hormones down. Hard to believe his wife of 17 years who just turned 43 and he, approaching his 49th still thump this hard like school children crushing in love.

He exited the shower into the waiting arms of his damsel; wine in hand, apron gone, her ‘V’ in his full glare and all he could think about was downing the wine there and taking a hungry lick.

Darasimi seeing the emotions flicker across his face shook her head, “No. No. No. No. It’s my turn sweets…I’m going all the way”. She pushed Toju on the chair just by the bed and made him gulp some wine.

“I just knew we bought this chair for good reasons sweets,” 

Going south with her mouth, Darasimi started off very easily and gently watching his every expression as she did so. She knew where it tickled her oyoyo and she wasn’t afraid to try, anything to keep him in her coffers. Having read so much on the art of testicular-pleasuring, she put her tongue and fingers to great work wanting nothing else than to see her man squirm in pure ecstasy. Having carefully cut her nails, she made a gentle push on his perineum to intensify his orgasm. She remembered all she read about ‘Deep Throat’. Only that came to mind now, even though she mentally plans to try The Hoover; Peppermint Stick; Butterfly Flicks and Love Nibs later. Using all four fingers to hold him, she removed one finger to let go down a little further letting her mouth adjust to a deeper penetration. Because she stuck out her tongue before taking him in, she realized she could take more and caressed him with the back of her throat, adding some flavor at intermittent with the use of a lube. From the obvious shakes Dara realized even hubby couldn’t take it anymore at this point.

“Oh Dara, nibo lo ti ko e ni eleyi simi?” he bemoaned in his favourite Yoruba Language adding a bit of her name.

“The power of internet sweets and this is just round one love, we shall soon proceed to the bath tub…a long evening awaits us”.
 
Writer’s note – I hope no one is expecting a second part, please don’t. End of story. No more. I know lots of my readers are unmarried like me; so let’s save the imaginations till later.

Photo credit goes to… I really don’t know who to credit this picture to. I actually saw it, loved it and saved it. So whoever you are, wherever you are, thank you for sharing this beautiful piece of art (I found the image owner...many thanks to Peniel Enchill, you rock ma'am).


"nibo lo ti ko e ni eleyi simi" literally translates to "where did they teach you this to do to me"
 

In case you are also wondering how I came up with this…erm *scratches head*plenty reading o. I actually stumbled upon this Christian site a couple of months ago for married women. Its aim is to spice up the sex life of Christian married women. You know how we act now when it comes to pleasing our husbands in that regard, well I hope to use some titbits  when I finally get married. If you desire to be like me please find link HERE
 

PS - All activities described are for married couples o *lips sealed*
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30 comments:

  1. Hahahahahaha u are not goin anywhere oh... Come back and finish this story .... Ow can u raise my hormones and leave me like this... lol zzz nice write up... U go girl!

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    1. Dearie, we shall continue with the story in your sleep. We will direct it to suit your imagination...hehehehehe

      Thanks for sharing your thoughts. Cuddly hugs

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  2. The concluding part is for the future husband. He should be prepared to ask where did they teach you this one to do me. Lol. Nice work

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  3. An Interesting read. A deviation from your usual style.
    Having read through half way, I skipped to the end just so I can get to the raunchy part (corrupt me)

    Why do I have a feeling you envisioned yourself and your future partner while putting this together?

    All the best

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    1. Anoooooonu...you sound like you know me so well but is this truly a picture of me? Don't let the cat-like eyes reference deceive you o. Pure imagination through n through *winks*

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  4. Not only hormones were raised oooo, need to marry was heightened oooo walahi....mennnnn ds one die....oyin husband don enter ammmmmmmmmm...... Grt read......demola.

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  5. Oyin, I'm glad you didn't finish the story here. My wedding is about a couple if weeks away. Find time to conclude the story with apt descriptions on how the 'kerewa' went. But restrict it to the married nes... Where I would be graduating into soonest.
    Kudos, Honeylola .

    Bm

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    1. Go get her Bm *dancing sekem*

      Cross my heart I'll send the concluding part to you personally or better still, send me madam's email address. *wide toothy grin*

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    2. lets go there!
      bimbumsie@yahoo.com

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  6. YaayyYY; Emi na n wonder...at suck it, meek it, go south
    Hahahahaha
    That Website is noted..lol
    Great work darling
    Each piece is always a good read
    ..moreeE inspiration

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  7. Let me too speak Yoruba. Oyinlola kileleyi ? Ehnnn ? hmm lol nice sha although honestly i skipped a few lines. I have bookmarked it and will come back when I am married love.
    Meanwhile I tagged you in my post.

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    1. *covers face* Let me whisper a truth in your ears..."even I couldn't read it a second time. The first time writing the piece was tortuous sensually enough but I didn't do anything to myself, I walked around a bit and just shook off the mushy feelings". Please don't tell. *running to view your post*

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  8. i wish..... hummmmmm..... grt write up oyin.

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    1. Keep wishing it and it shall come to pass. Just use the resources at your fingertips...Thanks for the glowing words.

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  9. Wow!!! Now this was as real as fiction can get... Mehn as I read it ehn, my head was all over the place, and my thought was in lala land :). This was a fun read i must say.

    Thank you so much for visiting the YnC Blog Bubba. I dont have too much courage to read and reply that Broken post cause it came from way deep inside yeah, but thank you for your comment a whole lot, it was warm and true :)... Oya lemme go read some more :)

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  10. ...and thank you so much for reciprocating Bubba. I hope I can call you that too;-)
    That's the beauty about people; we create these tiny strings which become stronger chords meant to support and hold us together. Have fun reading through as I am having right now on your page.

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  11. This is one post I couldn't read...I too skipped to the end sharp sharp, lol

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  12. www.eniwealth79.blogspot.com16 October 2014 at 08:43

    OK... There is God, in everything we are writing and not finishing, there's God. Continue!

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  13. Hmmm!!! honeylols, so i have the same question Anon 21:14 asked; were picturing you and bros 15 yrs down the line when writing this? i knew u always had it in u :p (sure u'r blushing beet-red now).
    Ok, so seriously i had been waiting for when u were going to write a post like this and this was very impressive. I love the way u ended it :p to people waiting for the next episode. Use ur imagination y'all.
    i especially like that the couple aren't so young with hormones raging and all but after 2 kids. We should all try to keep the fire burning always (romance and appreciation); men especially (we're guilty the most).
    Nice work again babes, i hope we can more with this theme of love and desire in marriages. ;)

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    1. How do I respond to this without revealing I know this "anon"? I think women are the guilty ones though, men are forever horny. I wrote it as a reminder to myself and it's something I hope to make reference to later...and I shall write more now that I got everyone's attention with this. He he he.

      Una too like mushy mushy things

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  14. Every word described here was what i had in mind some 3 and a half years ago somewhere in d North after Zamfara!... Hoping then these could have happened down the line.. Thanks for the expressions tho! GREAT WRITEUP Oyin!! Bundle of talent you are!... Funmie

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  15. Hmmmm. God bring back hubby safely home and let me do wonders that Oyin just described. I'm guilty but a christian man makes it hard.

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  16. Why on earth did you stop? You didn't even get us to point of orgasm *moans in disapproval. Not fair. We demand full sex, sorry full length

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    1. Laughs. Funny you. I shall write the concluding story soon...

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  17. Hey. You reaally are a great writer. I was directed to your blog by Duru. He said we write alike so I came to see for myself. I am impressed and will definitely drop by more often.
    You should drop by sometime.
    Great post... Great Blog!!!

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  18. Duru, Duru! Connecting bloggers since 1861 *shines teeth*

    Thanks ma'am. I will definitely drop by. I appreciate your time and comments.

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  19. Great, Great... Simply wow!!!! am dumbstruck and lost for words

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