Mr. Machoka was making love to his wife.
Mrs. Machoka was bending, he was making love to her doggy style.
Mr. Machoka was pumping in and out, in and out; faster and faster, he was just about to climax.
“Ooh Mwende!” He said.
Mrs. Machoka stopped bouncing her butt on him and pulled him out before he could climax.
“Mwende? Who is Mwende?” Mrs. Machoka turned to face him with a no nonsense face.
Mr. Machoka’s penis went from 100 to zero, from hard to a hanging loose thing. His face froze.
“I asked you, who is Mwende? Are you cheating on me?” Mrs. Machoka demanded to know.
Mr. Machoka, gave a deflated breath and sat on the bed.
“No! I am not cheating on you” he said.
“I asked you, who is Mwende. Why did you call her name when making love to me?” Mrs. Machoka asked, covering her nakedness from her husband with the blanket.
“You want me to tell you the truth?” Mr. Machoka asked.
“Who is Mwende?” Mrs. Machoka shouted.
“Mwende is a lady I used to have sex with years before I met you. What we had was purely sexual. We used to just meet for sex and I will be honest, the sexual experiences we had are so engraved in my mind that when I make love to you, I sometimes imagine her. Sometimes when you are difficult to talk to, I retrieve the memories I shared with her and I get turned on for you” said Mrs. Machoka.
Mrs. Machoka slapped him.
“How dare you think of another woman. Do you want her back? Go back to her then, go back to having sex with her” said an angry Mrs. Machoka.
“Let’s not be violent. Can’t we have an honest conversation? I am never and will never go back to her or any other woman.
Let me be honest. Sometimes when I make love to you, you don’t squirt but I remember this lady called Shiru that I had a relationship with, she used to squirt all over me when she climaxes, that used to excite me and I think about her sometimes when you and I make love. When you are on top of me and riding me, sometimes I recall Atieno, the lady I first had sex with, I picture her breasts jumping up and down and it makes me more excited as you and I make love. When I am enjoying you missionary style, I remember Wakesho, she was a horny girlfriend I had who taught me so many styles and her memories sometimes flush in my head when we two make love, especially when I lick you. Then there is this lady, Natasha who we had sex only once but that experience is etched in my memory, that day when I told you to bite my nipples it was because she did that to me and it felt so good. She had the tightest vagina I have ever been in and sometimes I think of her when inside you. Then there are the porn stars I grew up watching and sometimes I imagine myself having…”
“Stop it! Stop it! Stop ruining our sex life, I don’t want to know what you did with them” Mrs. Machoka broke down banging her husband’s chest.
Mr. Machoka held her close and hugged her tight, she grew weak.
“I don’t want to know because I too have memories of men I have had sex with before stuck in my head. I may never have called their names, but I have thought about them when you rub my nipples and make love to me. Sometimes when you are inside me, I remember the bad boy I once dated who cheated on me but the sex was so good. When I ride on you, I remember Aleki who used to make me climax in minutes. Sometimes when you are inside me I remember Wafula, goodness that guy had a big penis, he broke my virginity and was the first penis that showed me pleasure. When you lick me, sometimes I remember Nyaga, that guy gave me orgasms with his tongue. In the past, I used to masturbate to porn stars and sometimes I imagine them when having sex with you, especially one called… “
“Mr. Full tank?” said Mr. Machoka.
“Yes! how did you know?” asked Mrs. Machoka.
“You once mentioned his name in your sleep” answered Mr. Machoka.
She laughed.
“Oh, I did? I have all these secret thoughts I battle with sexually because of my past sexual activities” said Mrs. Machoka.
“I guess this is what people call soul ties, that sex is more that physical. It gets to your mind, emotions and subconscious” said Mr. Machoka.
“What do we do? I don’t want to think of these men. I love you, I really do. These are just memories of pleasure from my past” said Mrs. Machoka.
He held her tightly then prayed
“Lord, please forgive us for the sexual experiences we engaged in that did not please You. We cut off these soul ties and ask You to give us fresh eyes. Bring purity to our marriage bed. Sex starts from the mind so transform us by the renewal of our mind. There is more to marriage than sex, so thank You that we have a marriage that is good in so many ways. Teach us to please each other without the need to go back to our previous sexual experiences. Amen”
“Amen” said Mrs. Machoka.
“I love you. I love you so much and I love the fact that we are able to be honest and transparent with each other. I have never felt this naked and close with you” she said, dropping the blanket and kissing him.
“I am sorry for slapping you” she added.
They kissed.
They kissed and made passionate love to each other, not to the sexual memories of their past.
If you are struggling with an inner battle of your past sexual encounters, may the Lord cleanse your mind.
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