my nysc service ,a story by mable

🙉 MY NYSC SERVICE 🙉

✊ EPISODE 13 ✊

I got home faster than flash. I met ada
sitting on
a chair in front of my neighbor’s kitchen. I was
glad
to see her, it’s been just 5 days or so but it
felt like I
hadn’t seen her in a million years. We went
inside
and hugged, then she gave me juice and some
apples she brought for me. We talked about
the
past few days that we didn’t see each other.
She told me about how her ex (fiance
actually) was
trying to come back into her life and how she
was
doing everything possible to turn him down.
Secretly, I hoped she wasn’t turning him down
for
my sake, because I was almost certain that
what we
had wouldn’t lead to marriage. I was far from
marriage but I couldn’t tell her that because I
didn’t
want to hurt her and moreover, that might
cost me
the coochie!.
But I did like her though, and she meant more
than
$3x to me. Swear down.
I told her that she was right to have rejected
him.
Sometimes you have to lie to comfort the
ones you
care about. I bought two tubers of yam from
the
market as well as some items to prepare yam
and
egg-stew. She offered to cook it, I refused but
she
still insisted. To settle it, I decided to make it
a duo:
I let her be the head cook while I assisted her.
We
were cooking, jisting and watching a movie at
the
same damn time! Lol. The title of the movie
was
“Friday” starring Chris Tucker and ice cube.
It was a 90’s black comedy heavily influenced
by
hip-hop. Best movie ever!!. This moment was
good… Days of our lives. After we finished
cooking,
we ate and then started playing video games.
One
of the most amazing things about ada was
that
she was really open with me, she tells me
everything including her private life.
That earned her some trust from me because
naturally, I don’t trust Nigerian girls. Lol.
Sometime around 5 p:m, ada said she
wanted to
take her bath and then head back home, said
she
needed to go and check on her mum. My
heart
literally sank. I was like Missing
today again ?!., Well, next time then. I
continued
playing my video game with heavy rap songs
blasting through my speakers.
Ada came out of the bathroom tying one of
my
towels. Her @as and boobz were bouncing
underneath. Damn! This girl was on fire!. Then she
sat
on the bed, started rubbing lotion on her skin
while
browsing the internet with her phone (This
girls
spends 99% of her time on her phone)
Probably
chatting with her multiple admirers on
Facebook, ig
and co, but who cares? They had her online, I
had
her in my room with nothing but my towel on.
I’m
winning I guess, but I still hadn’t scored yet.
I paid her little attention and continued playing
my
video game.
Around 15 minutes later, I noticed that she
was still
on towel, browsing with her phone. Smh!  Is this not the girl that tolds me shes going to her mum to check her up? Hmm, nigeria girls, you cant understand them sometimes. I looked at her legs, damn!
the
towel was way too small for her fat @ss. I
could see
bare thighs: s3xy as ever.
Then she dropped the towel from her chest
and
started rubbing the lotion on her boobz . Damm
Her
succulent boobz , this girl have risen my hbp, her areora was masive. Our eyes met, she was trying
hard to
conceal a laugh. I dropped my game console
and
started crawling slowly to the bed, towards
her.
She grabbed the towel back to her chest,
laughing
mischievously.
I got close to her, she was trying to protect
her
goodies with her hands as best as she could.
She sat in an L position: legs on the bed, back
on
the wall. I lay flat on my stomach just beside
her,
one hand rubbing her thighs and sweet-talking
to
her. Damn! Her skin was smooth as butter and
she
smelt good too.
I started kissing on one of her thighs and still
rubbing the other with my palm. I would kiss
her
from down her knee then move up: towards
her
coochie region. But, she would hold my,
laughing,
begging me to stop.  I would
have
stopped if I could, but I just couldn’t. Lol. She
said:
“Corper, please stop , I need to go home
now.”
Ada always called me “Corper” and I
always told
her that it made me feel casual to her. All my
efforts
didn’t change that, so I was gradually adapting
to
it. Anyway, none of that mattered now … I
don’t
care if called if she called me anything:
corper,
papa, or even ‘tata’. I just wanted to make
love to
her, right now, if she would let me. I replied
her:
“I know. I just wanna appreciate you for
everything”
“We still have a lots of time. I’m not traveling
out of
the country”
We laughed. As am laughing  i use style to
rest
my head on top her soft laps close to her
Pu$$¥. I
could smell the sweet scent of her fresh washed pu$$¥.
Oh
lawd!, Sweet scent of sin peoples called it .
Damn! I’d love to lick and hit that, and
planned to
do it like I owed her. This would be special.
And yes,
I did owe her: for all the care, soul and
companionship she gave to me. I don’t really
believe in debts and payments when it comes
to
relationships. But then again, one way or the
other,
we all pay (sacrifice) in relationships. I owed
Ada a good round of ‘s3x service’ and I was
dying to
pay.
* back to the matter at hand*
I started kissing and licking different places on
her
thighs. I was doing it like I was actually licking
her
Pu$$¥. Lick and kiss, different spots. I am a
professor at this art but I did it episode extra-
professionally because I wanted to send a message
to
her: that I wanted to eat her snail face and that
I was
a super-man at it.
Ada was getting the message, I knew so
Because her
little resistance was beginning to fade. At a
point,
she just gave me freedom, no resistance
whatsoever. Hoo-hoo!. Hard works pays!.
Ada
was still operating her phone but I knew deep
down
that her mind was in my art, she was
anticipating
about what I was gonna do next… guess what?
Watch out for part 14..