I slept off when I got to the hostel after my day with ita. I must have slept for sometime as it got dark when my phone rang.
It was oge.
I haven't seen her since the last time we had that veracious sex at delta kitchen. The ugly one had adjusted the rules, so I wasn't too keen in seeing her again. Although I did enjoy every minute we spent together, I had a wager to win.
"Hello sweet", she called as I picked the call.
"How was your day?", I asked.
"Fine, somehow boring. My battery has been down so I've been charging it", she informed me. "Did you try my number?" She asked.
"Yes", I lied instantly. It saved me a lot of explanation if she was going to demand why I haven't called her.
"Where are you and what are you doing", she asked.
"I'm at the hostel, tired and resting". I answered.
"Ok, I just turned on my phone now, I'm kind of bored". She said.
It was an indirect way of trying to hook up with me. I didn't have plans for her this evening. I had ita in mind.
"I'm sorry, but if I rest much I will call you", I said.
"Alright, try abeg". She said as she hung up.
I dialled ita's number almost immediately.
"Hello", she answered.
"Its me", I said as I mentioned my name.
"Eeeyyyyy, platoon commander!" She exclaimed. I didn't border correcting her. I informed her I was ready for the date, but she declined coming out.
"I just finished having my bath, I've been reading some novels and I'm feeling sleepy already", she announced. I tried to persuade her but she refused.
"Let's reschedule", she said and I agreed.
"I will call you some other time", I said as I hung up.
It was a big blow! Not un-usual, but with someone like me and in a desperate situation to level up, this was definitely a big blow.
Jane!
Yes!
I called jane and she picked, then distorted her voice as she said;
"The girl you are calling is dead, she died after you abandoned her during her sickness".
It was so funny that I laughed out loud. I kept laughing and she eventually joined me.
"Let me make it up for you", I offered to take her out.
"Really?", she asked me.
"Yes of course".
We met at the volleyball pitch. Talked for some minutes as I offered to take her to mami. She declined, saying that the mami is always noisy in the evenings, with people smoking and drinking.
"I hate noise and crowd". She told me.
"Are you not hungry?", I asked.
"I don't eat at nights", she informed me.
"Why?".
"Its not healthy, and it leads to accumulated fat". In other words, she was watching her weight, and it was obvious she is doing a nice work with that.
We got some pop corn and ice cream and headed to the parade ground.
It was so dark at the parade ground, scarily dark that I thought she would opt to go back, but she came with me to an extreme part, away from the lights falling at the opposite extreme of the parade ground from shops nearby. We sat on a log of wood and started talking. It was those long evening when you have something in your mind but that perfect moment refuses to present itself. She switched from one topic to another, I flowed with her, trying so hard to stop myself from kissing her. It was sinfully dark, one or two other people where seated at different spots both within and far off the parade ground. They were only visible due to the white-on-white they wore.
She announced she was feeling sleepy and I asked her to lie on my laps. She hesitated for a while before lying down. She stretched her legs to cover the other part of the log as her head rested on my laps.
"Hmm. . .malizia", she said. "I so much love that perfume".
"Why don't you wear it if you love it soo much", I had to ask her.
"Its masculine", she answered.
She sniffed on my clothe jokingly like she really was enjoying the perfume.
"Hope you don't mind if I pet you to sleep", I said as I started caressing her bare hands. At least, it was an innocent place to start.
"Hmm. . ." She hummed without saying a word. I kept caressing her hands, and, taking the silence to be a permission for indulgence, I extended to her back. It was obvious she was enjoying it; who doesn't enjoy a smooth massage at the spa?
I continued running my hands down the full length of her back, then a little down the hips, then back to the shoulders.
I was gaining grounds.
"you have nice shape", I had to say as the silence was making me feel uncomfortable.
"Really", she asked with a low toned voice.
"Yes. And its very romantic".
"You are turning me on", I added.
"You are actually turning yourself on", she replied as she smiled a bit.
It was the truth. I was turning myself on, and the bulge was pushing against jane's head leaned on my laps.
I reached towards the bre'as't, she moved uncomfortably, then I moved my hands past it as I caressed the stomach. I moved my hands beneath her cloth and started caressing her bare stomach. Then I traced it upwards, to the br'e'ast which were caged deep inside her bra.
I moved out my hand, and moved them through the opening on chest to access her bre'a'st.
At this instant, my d'c'kk got harder and pushed against my shorts.
"Tell this thing to stay one place", jane said, hitting my di'c'kk with her head on the process. It gave me a painful pleasure as she laughed and sat up, removing her head from my laps.
"I'm really turned on now", I said to her.
"Eyyaaa, sorry", she was trying to sound funny, but so much testosterone had been pumped into my system, and the only relieve I needed wasn't comic relieve, it was sex'ual relief.
"You went and looked for trouble", she said.
"Jane, I'm serious, I want you".
"Hahahah, you can't be serious", she replied laughing at me.
The look of seriousness on my face made her stop the laugh.
"Ok, what do you want me to do for you?", she asked. At least she looked serious. "And don't tell me you want me because you know its not possible".
"Why not", I asked. I can't believe I was having this argument. I knew where it always ends. Anytime a pre-intimate activity lands in much talk and no action, its headed south!
"Let's forget the why not and look for a solution to your problem. I know how its like when you guys are high", she said lightly.
"So, what do you suggest?", I asked.
"Well, I don't know, since you were the one that turned yourself on, try and turn yourself off", she replied.
"Or I could help", she added finally. I nodded and watched as she ran her hand through my chest, caressing my Tip a bit.
This was not helping as my di'ckk was hard and waiting for action.
"Lie down on my laps", she commanded and I did just that. She sipped her hand inside my cloth like I did to her, caressing my chest, stomach and navel. She opened my shorts and moved them down a bit, moved the boxers and grabbed my hard dick. She stroked it lightly as I moved my hips in reflex. Then she placed some spit in her palms and started stroking me.
I didn't anticipate that, it was smooth and ecstatic. She stroked down and upwards, squeezing my the tip of my d''ckk as her fingers got to the top. She repeated the same movement, squeezing the tip at each stroke. She moved her left hand across my chest and squeezed my ni'p'le"s as she continued stroking my d'c'kk with her right hand. I kept moving my hips and at a time, my hips started moving naturally to the stroke of her hands. It got a bit dry and she applied more spit to wet her hands and continued. Each down stroke sent sensations to the upper part of my body while the up strokes sent the sensations to the lower part of my body. The squeeze of the tip of my dic'kk sent sensations directly to my brain.
I sipped my hand into her cloth, set a br'ea'st free from the bra and started squeezing it. The pleasure became intense when she increased the intensity of the stroke. She moved her hand so fiercely up and down my shaft, with the squeeze that I let out a soft moan and was about to co.me. She timed it perfectly, using the two fingers to hold the tip of my d'ckk, then as I was jerking up and down to pour, she held the spe"r"m at the tip of my d'c'kk and released gradually, intermittently to control the flow of s'pe'rm. She let the first flow go off, then held the tip again, let out the second flow, and held the tip back as more sp'er.m gathered up again at the tip, waiting to be released.
She totally drove me crazy as I moaned with each rel'ea'se.
I was almost quaking after the frenzy flow of sp'e'rm. She held me to herself and caressed my back as my nerves calmed down gradually.
Still holding me like we were hugging, she rubbed my back and asked how I felt now.
"do you feel better now?", she asked.
"Yea, but I would have felt much better if it was your warm and soft veegee rather than your hands", I replied.
She smiled at my reply and asked why guys never get satisfied.
"You said you were turned on, now I've helped turned you off".
"I also said I wanted you", I told her.
She paused for a while, then answered me.
"There's time for everything".
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We left the parade ground and I saw her off to her hostel before going to mine.
I still had the ugly one to contend with. I knew he would be waiting for me. I knew he will have two condoms like he signalled, and wouldn't sleep until I return to the hostel. I had earlier noticed his arrogance, so I wouldn't be surprised what was waiting for me at the hostel.
But I had a plan.
My plan didn't include the adventure with Jane.
No!
I didn't border with any condom or pix with jane, it wasn't a f'u'ck per say: but I had other plans.
I got to the hostel and the ugly one was lying on my foam. I was expecting that. He was not sleeping, he must be waiting for me. To gloat and request for 4k. To rub it on my face that he was the champion.
He bent the rule when I came back with 2 used condoms from my outing with oge.
I was going to bend the rule a little further to suit my own course.
He almost jumped up when he saw me. He tried to talk with me to ensure I didn't return with any surprises. After a while, I went outside and took my bath. I returned and changed to my sleeping wear, and demanded for my foam.
He brought out two used condoms, and a phone to show me a video clip.
I was more interested in the video clip than the used condoms. I watched the brief video clip. It was evident enough; the both were start Unclad, the ugly guy videoed his face but excluded the girl's. There were pant and bra and white shirts all over the room.
The room.
"Where is here", I asked pointing at the dark-red rug on the video.
"Its the room I told you I go to tidy outside".
"Outside, where?", I asked. I already knew it was outside camp, I wanted him to say it.
"Outside in kabba nau", he was getting pissed.
I laughed a bit and informed him sternly;
"We agreed on fu'c'king girls in this camp! Not outside in kabba or ajeokuta or lokoja! Inside NYSC orientation camp, assaya".
He looked like he was going to bounce on me and bite my ear off.
"What do you mean!" He retorted. "We didn't say whether it will be inside or outside this camp" he added.
"Yes, that's the same way we didn't say whether it was on same girls or not, but you included that part. So here is the part I am including - it must be inside assaya camp -".
He looked at me for some minutes and I could see the look of disappointment on his face.
Even in law courts, there are jurisdictions. The law and wager we made was to have jurisdiction, it can't be applied elsewhere but inside the camp.
I explained to him, and he returned my foam.
I could hear him swore as he lied down to sleep.
Who cares. . .
Revenge is sweetest when served chilled. . .
Whatever made me think I was going to have the last laugh on this was leading me to the wrong direction. . .
Because the ugly one started hatching a pay back
I will like to wish you all Happy New Year in Advance and Pray God grant you your wishes Next Year
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