(A husband’s interview about his wife.)

My wife lives as if we are in Eden.

You mean the Garden of Eden?

Yes.

How exactly?

She likes to be naked mostly. She lives a care free life, being sexy all the time. She doesn’t understand why people have associated the concept of sex to the devil, and then left righteousness to God. She believes and sees that it was God who created sex, when he said, “Be fruitful and multiply”. How was Adam and Eve going to be fruitful and multiply? And how or why did he create them naked and not give them clothes? How is it that it is written, they were naked and unashamed? There is surely a wisdom in there which we haven’t tapped into yet, because we don’t understand it, or because it has not been revealed to us, and our children.

My wife doesn’t live life separate from sex, and God. She sees them as one.

In fact can I tell you something she did recently?

Yeah. Sure. It will be a great pleasure to hear it.

Good. Can you imagine that recently my wife made us play a sex game?

What was it?

Okay. I wasn’t informed initially. I guess she wanted to see my true reaction to her innovation. So, she dared me to strip naked in front of her.

Don’t you usually do that?

I do. But hold on, and listen to the rest. So she dared me to strip in front of her. That was no brainier to me so I did with ease. Then she stripped too. I was surprised and excited, Is it about to go down.” I thought, and was excited. Then, after she had stripped, she came unto me and gave me a passionate kiss, and then told me to kneel with her besides our bed. I did. I was excited for whatever adventure that was coming up. In fact I liked the fact that I didn’t know what she was up to. “Take me by surprise baby. Surprise me.” I told myself.

After we kneeled, she continued to kiss me, while holding my hands to my back so that I wouldn’t touch her, but soak everything in. She usually does this from time to time when she wants to blow my mind. So I was all in. Then, what she said next blew my mind. It shook the earth under my feet. She said, “Let’s speak in tongues for 1 hour.” I said what? She saw the surprise on my face. I was naked, I was almost getting an erection from the deep kisses she was giving me, and now you want me to wait for a whole hour? And not just wait, but pray too?

Wooow… I can imagine your surprise.

I was surprised as f*ck. Then she said, it is all part of my adventure, if only you will be patient with me, you will reap its fruits darling. For a split second, I realized that I was being carnal. She wasn’t telling me to go to work or do anything. She just told me to get into the throne room of my head, Christ, and communicate with him for an hour. Gosh… I was torn between self, and loving God here. I wanted the sex that bad, and in fact she had made it worse by kissing me first and getting me all aroused.

She didn’t mind what I was thinking. She then pulled out her new testament bible and read the part of scripture where Jesus had gone to the mountains with three of his disciples, Peter, James, and John to pray.  He had left them to pray elsewhere, and when he returned, he found them asleep. He told them, “couldn’t you have kept watch with me for just an hour?” my wife looked at me, I looked at her, then she turned her gaze away from me and began to pray.

Mehn… I was at a crossroad. Here is the bed before me which I could lay on it and wait for her to finish her one hour prayer, but as if she knew my intent, she had read a scripture to me where Jesus himself complained about his disciples sleeping and not keeping watch with him for an hour. Also, here I was all erect ready to penetrate and you are telling me to pray. She made me reconsider sex all over again. I got to understand for myself how we have associated sex to the world, and left the Bible to God. No! Sex is of God, and it is from God. In fact, it is when a couple come together to have sex, that they are demonstrating the wholeness of God, God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit all in one. Sex makes us (different but) one.

So I gave up my carnal thoughts and began to pray with her. We were holding hands, one hand from each person. Our other hands were free for us. She chose tongues because she didn’t want each of us to know what the other person is saying, but wanted each of us to have that private moment with God.

I prayed for one hour. The alarm went off and we brought our prayer to an end. “What next?” I thought. When she opened her eyes, it was as if there was a new fire in her. She burned with sexual fire. I could literally see it in her eyes. I was wondering, did she ask for sexual superpowers or what. I was scared a little. She then came unto me, kissed me so differently. Mehn… I felt like a lady. I was getting f*cked, and I was having the time of my life. She kissed me passionately, more passionate than before. Deep kissing me, french kissing me, all sort of kissing but they weren’t light. And then, she blew me away. She performed blow job on me. Humming while doing it, causing the vibration from her throat to strike the chords of the nerves in my big man. Mehn… it was exciting. At some point, she looks up to my face. Sometimes our eyes met, other times I was just in wonderland, and couldn’t look down to her. Then she said, “F*ck me.”

“Not make love to me? I like that phrase instead.”

Well, she uses that phrase too. But ‘f*ck me’ is our code language. It means, we are going to the gym and we are going to sweat “it”out. It means whatever will be required is a necessity. I like that. She said f*ck me, and mehnnn, I was in a hurry. Because remember I had waited for a whole hour in prayer, being kissed, and sucked on. What more don’t I want. But when I f*cked her, she performed kegal exercise with my d*ck in her. While I was thrusting my d*ck in and out of her, she was tightening it up and down, making me feel magical. I couldn’t believe what I was going through. My body was dripping with honey here and there. If the sweetness which was dripping all over my body was actually physical, I am sure our bed would have been covered with a whole colony of ants. For the first time in my life, I was feeling what women feel when they receive great sex. Mehn, it was goooooood. You ladies are lucky. It is good to have great sex, and have multiple orgasms. Can you imagine that I was moaning like a lady? Not literally with a lady’s voice, but I was moaning in great pleasure like a lady? I was receiving it all, and I wanted to be selfish with all of it. She didn’t mind, she kept going on and on, giving it to me hard and soft. Mehn, it was exciting. And when we were done, I didn’t notice. I was just so high that I couldn’t make out my environment. All that I knew was that I was dreaming, and even in the dream, everything was replaying, so I couldn’t know that we were done. When I opened my eyes, she was sleeping next to me, laying her head on my chest. For your information, that is the part of my body she likes most, apart from my d*ck. Yes.

Just looking at her peaceful laying on my chest was so comforting, and encouraging that I didn’t want to wake up for days.

Wooooooow… that is awesome. I hope she peed after sex though.

That is no question. She got her sexual hygiene to the top that I needn’t worry or even ask about that. Everything sexual is on her fingertips. Peeing after sex is the least of them. She actually peed, and washed herself. Because I tried sneaking my finger into her p*ssy to kind of give her what I thought I didn’t give her, because remember I was receiving it all in.

Yes.

So I sneaked my finger into her p*ssy, and it wasn’t all slippery, and all. I hope you understand what I mean. I mean, it was fresh in there as if nothing had happened. I kept my finger in her for a while, I guess I was also trying to experiment with whatever. I kept in there for a while, turning it here and there for a while. I could hear little moans from her, and that even encourage me to keep my finger in her for a while, since she seems to be enjoying the fingering even in her sleep.

After some minutes, I pulled out my fingers, and licked the juices. Mehn, she was sweet as f*ck.

Wooooooooo….

Yeah. We do crazy things; we f*ck while playing gospel songs or worship in the background. She will say, “Sex is not for the devil. It is for God and of God. So if playing Gospel songs while having sex distract you, then you may be carnal, or may have misplaced the identity of sex for a thing.”

We sometimes, lay naked by each other, and just suck on each other, blowjob or cunnilingus. Only that and we are done.

And in spite of these, her Christian faith is top-notch. She all about God. In fact, the key to unlock her heart is you loving God. She doesn’t separate sex from God. It is all intertwined. God may create us in his own image, but we have sex to create man in our image too, and in our likeness (like God). As simple as that.

If you try to play a secular song, or even a sensual song as a background for sex, she will say, “The devil is in the room.” which means, she is no show girl for the devil to have sex in the presence of the devil (the song). In other words, sex isn’t going to happen.

Just like that?

Yes, just like that. She is very sexual. She got her game on. So if she says no secular song in the sexual room, I know that the gospel song isn’t going to flop. In fact, she introduces new gospel songs to me through sex, and the excitement she gives me in sex makes me like the songs even  more. Every time I listen to those songs, it makes me remember what happened in bed. You feel me?

Yeah. I do

Good.

Your wife must be a sexual goddess.

She is. No doubt about that. Actually, she tells me that her energy is from her biblical understanding about sex, and how sex is of God. So as long as God exist, sex will exist. And as long as God’s Love is new every morning, Sex will be refreshing every morning.

Does that mean that you both have sex every day?

Pretty much. Days which we don’t have sex, we do kiss, or cuddle, or touch each other, or be in each other’s arms watching television or doing something. No matter what, our skin touches each other intentionally EVERY DAY.

Every day?

Every day. And it is not a chore. Like, “I must do this every day.” No! It is a privilege. We have conscientized ourselves that sex is a privilege. We see it as such. So we remove the have Dos, which come with else… calamity. No! We say, “We get to have sex, because it is exciting.” That is all. We are bonding, and showing forth the Trinity of heaven down here on earth.

Don’t your children worry you?

With my wife holding the wheel, I will laugh at the storm….hahaahhahhaha

Hahahahha….really?

Yeah. My wife takes care of everything perfectly. She loves sex more than I can say I do. So if the kids will be in the way, she knows how to manage them. And by God’s grace, the kids are very obedient. She could engage them in a task where she knows that it will take an hour to decode, because she wants to have one hour of sex.

One hour of sex?

That is not much. Because of the scripture I read to you earlier, one hour is our least time to doing something good. We usually say, “At least, one hour” to everything good and productive. She may tell the children to write, paint, draw, or do something in relation to their interests and purpose. And after that one hour, she rewards them like the rich man in the bible who gave his servants talents according to each other capabilities.  I don’t know how she does it, but she brings up our children in a unique wisdom which intrigues me so much that I learn to add to what I already know and am doing.

Nice.

Yeah.

Your wife is amazing.

Can’t say anything less.

Thanks for coming through.

You are most welcome.

But before you go, I heard your wife runs a sex booth.

Yes she does. It helps couples to make the best out of their sex time, and also, it gives her room to create more sex, which she mostly experiment with me to get my candid opinion or reaction.

She tries them with you?

She tries her sexual innovations on or with me. But at the time when she had created them, I wouldn’t know. I will be thinking I am enjoying a new part of her, not knowing, she is experimenting with me. So if I enjoyed it, she knows that it will work, because it is good. If my response is not all that positive, she goes to refine her inventions and come again. So our bed is never boring. Sex is always fun for us, because of the mindset she carries that sex is of God, and it is not a performance. Rather, it is an expression of self (soul).

And let me add this, those inventions don’t come to light right after I have unknowingly approved of it. No! Sometimes, it takes about a year for it to be birth out into the system. I will see it and say, “Babe, isn’t this what we have been doing all day recently?” and she will say, “Yes babe. Did you like it?” Of course I did. I say in excitement. Then she adds, “Then I think it will help this or that couple.” Mehn, it is so fulfilling. It is so refreshing that you are making an impact in somebody’s life, and yet enjoying yourself too. I couldn’t ask for more, because I am getting it all.

Woooooooow…