I WISH I KNEW

I sat in my room all alone.

The only thing that kept me company was the television in my room while thoughts roamed my mind over and over again.

I was happy and sad at the same time. My life was about to take a new cycle and I was not emotionally ready for it.

I smiled as I remembered that I had finally gotten admission into the University to study Mass Communication.

The course I was to study was not the problem, I just wanted to be set loose.

To me I was in deep captivity and school was going to set me free.

They were going to finally buy me a phone and other accessories. Back in secondary school I was been mocked of not having a phone and always staying indoors.

The time for me to regain my social life has finally resurfaced and I’m going to take the bull by the horns this time.

My parents were very protective of me. They would never let me about of their sight for the slightest second.

I didn’t know why they acted that way, but I found it weird and it made me uncomfortable at times.

But University would sure change everything.

The Admission list came out quite quickly and I made it. So they had to prepare me because the University was quite far from home.

Thankfully my Dad got me a Phone amidst other things. The night to my departure was filled with advice and it focused on me reading my books and making them proud.

And that was what I planned to do, sincerely.

But I never knew how things got to turn out and I wasn’t ready for the wave the consequences carried this time around.

I was a beautiful and curvy type so getting friends and entering a clique was no problem.

I met all types of girls, the Good ones, the Bad ones and The Condemned ones.

The Good ones were academically stable but they didn’t seem cool enough for me. So I had to find the place with the proper vibe so I could belong.

With time, my parent’s advice began to vanish from my memory. I had to enjoy the good life properly.

Life as they say is pretty short after all.

I met one girl by name Sarah. I picked her as my best friend because a lot of people knew her.

With time her fame got associated with mine. I was living the life I usually dreamed of.

My best friend, introduced me to a guy by the name Duke.

Men with their sweet words, he was the nicest person I’ve met and had min-blowing choice of words.

It was easy for him to get to me because I was not exposed so I fell for him deeply.

He was in his 2nd year studying Political Science. We got along pretty well and I fell in love.

I loved him dearly, and as I was away from my parents, I could express my love the way I wanted to and however I wanted to.

With time he began to cheat on me, when I found out, I didn't get angry but got sad and broken.

I confronted him and he opened up and said I caused everything.

I was so confused because I knew no other person at all. I was broken and had to find advice and know where I actually went wrong.

I told Sarah and my roommates and she asked if we had sex before and I said NO. She laughed so hard I felt embarrassed for even asking.

I pondered on the advice my parents gave me. They told me my body was a temple of God and had not to be defiled. That it was my pride and I had to cherish it.

It was shit to me now and I got over it.

Would they even find out?

I had to get my dream man no matter what it takes. I already had fantasies of marriage and kids with him and no girl would take that from me at all.

Sarah gave me some concrete advice and I was to deploy my mission

The next day I went to his residence with enough determination to get him back.

Everything about me changed right from my dressing sense to my reasoning and perspective.

I wore matching under wear to look nice and a tight short gown that showed my curves properly and exposed my bust thereby making them look bigger.

I was ready to do everything.

And I mean every single thing.

I got there and met him and I was on my best behavior. He was sitting and sipping juice.

He greeted me and I hugged him. He asked why the unusual visit and I replied I had a surprise for him.

Confused, he asked “What?”

I told him with a sexy grin on my face, “You’ll see baby”.

I sat down and raised the short gown till my hips were fully visible. Then I titled my legs apart.

He saw my body and he tried to restrain himself.

I stared with lust and when I noticed my plan was working, I had to make him wish he never cheated.

I didn’t wait for his next statement. I went to his bedroom, sat on the bed and told him to meet me there.

In the blink of an eye, he was there, looking and waiting for the next line of action from me.

I then said, “Let’s have fun”.

I adjusted my dress and raised the gown above my waist exposing my underwear. I got on top of him and gave him a long kiss, pushed him to the bed and faced him. I felt him getting an erection and I knew my plan was working.

He began to mutter how he loves me and can never trade me for anything.

I cut his speech short, by kissing him again and having a firm grip of his nipples.

I removed the gown totally and ensured his face was interlocked in my breasts.

I could feel his moans and heavy breathing. Then I removed his belt and his shirt, letting his trousers drop gradually as he looked at me on the bed half-naked.

I was ready to drop my virginity to keep him/

He fell on the bed and kissed me really deep and I felt his muscular body having a grip on me which gave me a sensation that I never felt before.

My hormones were at work and I could feel my heartbeat increasing than its usual rate.

He took my bra off and stared at my breasts with so much lust and began to suck it lightly.

I was on top of the world and I pressed his body against mine.

He then took off the rest of my clothing and he still had his trousers on.

I told him that I wanted to feel him inside of me this time.

Then I pulled off his trousers leaving him stark naked.

He said “I love you” then he opened up my legs and then………….

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