Before God, friends and family, we had exchanged our vows and the covenant of marriage bound us. The afterparty was exclusively for the bridesmaids and groomsmen. We had candid conversations about marriage, how to handle each other and just honest advice as all of them were married and had known better from their different experiences. This was a priceless moment for my wife and I, we had chosen this particular setup to thank them for choosing to be part of our journey on short notice. We danced,played games until our energy exhausted.
At the break of dawn, we each retired to our rooms to rest. I was not allowed to be with my wife yet, despite blazing with desire to have her stay by me.
Later that afternoon, we got up and had our meals together with all of them.
We bid them farewell at around 3pm and our best couple offered to drive my wife and I to the airport.
We checked in at around 5pm and boarded our flight to Johannesburg. Judy was elated. I hadn't disclosed where we would spend our honeymoon yet.
We landed in Johannesburg and on the fifth hour after our departure from Nairobi, we checked in to The Houghton hotel. Sincerely,I was anxious. Things happened fast and this was the moment I had longed for for many years. A part of me was delighted for this new milestone in my life.
After settling in, I stared at my Judy in awe. A gentle kiss on her forehead, caressing her curvy body I cuddled her close. I nestled on her bosom and gently played with my wife. She raged for sex butthe more I denied her. It was lovely seeing her miserable in a good way. The deep kisses aroused her hormones the most and I penetrated to her vagina. All this time I knew she was a virgin and I was extra gentle with her cause I never wanted to hurt my wife.
Instead, the result of my being a gentleman was a hollow vagina. Every thrust was a reminder of a betrayed trust and my mind had endless thoughts on why this was so.
She had sucked my dick like a pro, she knew the exact areas that would have me aroused. Her kissing and caressing my body wasn't for a first-time. All these thoughts stormed my mind and my desire for sex shut down.
I got off her and lay on the bed. Judy realized my frustration and she sat up on the bed.
"I'm sorry Martin that I lied, I was afraid you'd leave me.
Before my parents died, my uncle would assault me sexually when I was nine years old. He threatened to killing me if I ever said a word to anyone concerning this. It's him who broke the hymen.
When my parents died, the pastor took me in his home where he had three other children older than me.Two guys and a lady. They were all adopted like myself since the pastors had no children of their own. While there, we were all sexually active amongst ourselves since when I was sixteen years old. The pastors never knew about it and they only thought we loved each other as siblings. We would have sex on a daily basis each time they stepped out for ministry.
I later joined university and I was obsessed with sex. A friend I met introduced me to prostitution along Koinange street. I was not needing money as my guardians provided more than enough. This was solely for fulfilling my addiction to sex. I would still masturbate as the men failed to satisfy me fully. Through my university, I never spent a day without sex. It never mattered whether I was on my periods or not. I had three abortions at the time.
Immediately after university, I was employed in a corporate job in Dubai, earning a good salary with added allowances. Still, I'd go to the streets to find men whom I would pay to have sex with me. I honestly do not know my body count but it sure does exceed five hundred persons.
I became more promiscuous while in Dubai and opted to have tubal ligation as I never wanted to have children. My house was filled with sex toys and dildos. I would masturbate early morning before going to work and would carry the dildo in my bag so as to sneak in to the bathroom within work breaks. I would have sex with anyone regardless of their age, gender or race.
I had no regard of where this would happen,anywhere was just perfect to satisfy my sexual urge.
I was later engaged to a prominent business man who noticed my addiction to sex. He took me for counseling and therapy for around six months. Afterwards I requested him we part ways and two years ago, I returned to Kenya.
The pastors never knew of my behaviour and immediately after I landed they asked me to take up the youth leadership in the church. I was eloquent and had a degree in public relations. So talking to people in a gathering was never a task. Never did I disclose to anyone of former lifestyle and I wished it remained that way.
I devoted my life to serving God and overseeing the youths in the church.
After a while, it's when you came to our church and we are now married.
I'm sorry Martin." Judy explained.
Oh no! A harlot? I'm doomed. I wept bitterly.
At the break of dawn, we each retired to our rooms to rest. I was not allowed to be with my wife yet, despite blazing with desire to have her stay by me.
Later that afternoon, we got up and had our meals together with all of them.
We bid them farewell at around 3pm and our best couple offered to drive my wife and I to the airport.
We checked in at around 5pm and boarded our flight to Johannesburg. Judy was elated. I hadn't disclosed where we would spend our honeymoon yet.
We landed in Johannesburg and on the fifth hour after our departure from Nairobi, we checked in to The Houghton hotel. Sincerely,I was anxious. Things happened fast and this was the moment I had longed for for many years. A part of me was delighted for this new milestone in my life.
After settling in, I stared at my Judy in awe. A gentle kiss on her forehead, caressing her curvy body I cuddled her close. I nestled on her bosom and gently played with my wife. She raged for sex butthe more I denied her. It was lovely seeing her miserable in a good way. The deep kisses aroused her hormones the most and I penetrated to her vagina. All this time I knew she was a virgin and I was extra gentle with her cause I never wanted to hurt my wife.
Instead, the result of my being a gentleman was a hollow vagina. Every thrust was a reminder of a betrayed trust and my mind had endless thoughts on why this was so.
She had sucked my dick like a pro, she knew the exact areas that would have me aroused. Her kissing and caressing my body wasn't for a first-time. All these thoughts stormed my mind and my desire for sex shut down.
I got off her and lay on the bed. Judy realized my frustration and she sat up on the bed.
"I'm sorry Martin that I lied, I was afraid you'd leave me.
Before my parents died, my uncle would assault me sexually when I was nine years old. He threatened to killing me if I ever said a word to anyone concerning this. It's him who broke the hymen.
When my parents died, the pastor took me in his home where he had three other children older than me.Two guys and a lady. They were all adopted like myself since the pastors had no children of their own. While there, we were all sexually active amongst ourselves since when I was sixteen years old. The pastors never knew about it and they only thought we loved each other as siblings. We would have sex on a daily basis each time they stepped out for ministry.
I later joined university and I was obsessed with sex. A friend I met introduced me to prostitution along Koinange street. I was not needing money as my guardians provided more than enough. This was solely for fulfilling my addiction to sex. I would still masturbate as the men failed to satisfy me fully. Through my university, I never spent a day without sex. It never mattered whether I was on my periods or not. I had three abortions at the time.
Immediately after university, I was employed in a corporate job in Dubai, earning a good salary with added allowances. Still, I'd go to the streets to find men whom I would pay to have sex with me. I honestly do not know my body count but it sure does exceed five hundred persons.
I became more promiscuous while in Dubai and opted to have tubal ligation as I never wanted to have children. My house was filled with sex toys and dildos. I would masturbate early morning before going to work and would carry the dildo in my bag so as to sneak in to the bathroom within work breaks. I would have sex with anyone regardless of their age, gender or race.
I had no regard of where this would happen,anywhere was just perfect to satisfy my sexual urge.
I was later engaged to a prominent business man who noticed my addiction to sex. He took me for counseling and therapy for around six months. Afterwards I requested him we part ways and two years ago, I returned to Kenya.
The pastors never knew of my behaviour and immediately after I landed they asked me to take up the youth leadership in the church. I was eloquent and had a degree in public relations. So talking to people in a gathering was never a task. Never did I disclose to anyone of former lifestyle and I wished it remained that way.
I devoted my life to serving God and overseeing the youths in the church.
After a while, it's when you came to our church and we are now married.
I'm sorry Martin." Judy explained.
Oh no! A harlot? I'm doomed. I wept bitterly.