Something Different

After the parade, we met with the platoon members to finalize our expenses and income, and we officially presented our representatives for the social night competitions.

Big and brazen. Ms. Nysc Mr. Macho Beautiful Face. Wangu was still busy with her representatives after the meeting, so I left the parade ground. "What are your plans?" It was a friendly voice.

When I turned around, I saw Chifawu smiling at me. She was as cute as ever, with those dimples on her face when she smiled. “Hostel.” I responded.

"Are you doing anything at the hostel?" "Not at all. "I still prefer to be with you." She smiled as I teased her. She informed me that she needed to go to the accounts department to sign her monthly allowance.

We went together because I had yet to sign mine. We didn't have to wait long to get our first allowance. We sat down at the photo stand and took some pictures.

I held her close while we took the photos. I was surprised she didn't resist some of the postures, the majority of which would be rated 18 or higher. I had a great time hanging out with her.

She elicited some deep emotions from within me that were pure and unadulterated. As she walked to the mami for my breakfast, I held her hand. "I like you a lot." I said. a s we sat at one of the tables, 

"Whenever we're together, you arouse something deep within me." Sincerely, I said. After staring at me for a few seconds, as if weighing me, she simply replied, "I'm glad you enjoy my company."

I didn't want to push myself any further. I didn't think I was ready for commitment; we only had a few days in camp and could be assigned to completely different areas. But I was glad I made it clear to her that I liked her.

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Later that night, I joined my platoon for the football game. We were the underdogs because everyone was rooting for platoon 10.

They played the best football in camp, coordinating their passes, playing as a team, and always producing results.

Sanni insisted on starting the game, much to my chagrin. I couldn't see myself playing the entire 90 minutes. I agreed to start the game after much persuasion.

We filed onto the field, had some pre-match talks with the officials, took pictures, and prepared for the game. I stuck to the same strategy I used in the previous game, going for tackles and aerial balls.

Every time I had possession of the ball, I kicked the ball away from my side. But something was different about this game. My opponents were not passing the ball to their striker, who I was keeping an eye on.

They made their way through the flanks. It was challenging for me because closing in on the flanks exposes the central areas where I was supposed to defend.

Sanni was always telling me what to do, but it was clear that we were in pain. Their midfielder was far too talented. While his teammates rush in all directions towards our sides, he always advances with the ball.

He always has options for passing the ball. They controlled the majority of the territory, tormenting us from the left, right, and center positions. In defense, however, Sanni was astute.

They were unable to score for the duration of the first half. We almost never got to their half. The second half began almost identically to the first, except that my opponents were shooting from outside this time.

They must have changed their strategy after bombarding our goal post with shots. Nonetheless, we remained strong.

Then, in a single wave of attack, they broke in from the left flank and advanced towards the post, while I and Sanni formed a small wall, blocking the player from the goal post.

For a brief moment, he was hesitant, but then our player bursts through the back door, pouncing on the opponent as if it were a karate match.

He screamed in agony and collapsed. Without hesitating, the referee awarded a penalty. The same guy who was screaming like he was shot moments before stood up, dusted himself off, and calmly scored from the penalty spot.

The entire audience was absolutely thrilled and there was massive jubilation. They were clearly rooting for them to win. It was a tough blow for us because we were struggling to keep the ball. Always making mistakes and dropping the ball. But we kept our cool during the defense.

They won a free kick, and Sanni motioned for me to join them in forming the wall. I've always seen players do this whenever I've had the chance to watch a football match. We formed a barrier between our post and the shooter.

What I didn't notice was my teammates covering their groins with their hands. I focused on the ball as my opponent kicked it hard. I saw the path and blocked the ball; it landed hard on my groin, causing a sharp pain.

I clutched it while on the ground because the pain was excruciating. I opened my eyes and bit to see if I was still alive; I was, as I saw my teammates attempting to revive me. I felt better after a few minutes of agonizing pain.

The pain had subsided, and I told Sanni I couldn't go on. I'd rather have risked a broken rib in a rugby match than this. I finally gave in after much persuasion.

He told me that we had less than ten minutes to finish the game. I just had to hang on for the sake of the team. As the game progressed, Sanni became increasingly desperate for a goal.

He began to move forward, asking me to stay back and cover for him. In one of those unfortunate events, the opponents launched a counter-attack and surged forward in numbers against us; I, the left back, and the goalkeeper.

Others ran back to try to retrieve the ball, but the guy with it pushed it forward to the goal scorer, who was waiting.

My left back charged forward and was neatly dribbled by the goal scorer. I chased him down, hoping to win a tackle and take possession, but he dribbled me as I stretched and collapsed, sprawled on the ground.

The crowd erupted and applauded as he faced off against my goalkeeper. The goalkeeper rushed forward as he moved the ball towards him.

He moved to the left after lightly kicking the ball to his right side. The keeper remained stationary in the middle as he rounded him up and scored in an empty net.

The audience went crazy with jubilation! Everything exploded! I had to join them in their celebration because the goal was so fantastic.

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After the game, my teammates and I were pleased with our performance against a much stronger opponent. We congratulated ourselves and then left.

Wangu waited for me the entire game. She stood back and watched as I and my teammates congratulated each other.

She later joined me as I marched out of the pitch. "You guys did fantastic." She stated. "They were superior to us." Much improved." I responded. "I hope that ball didn't hurt you during the free kick." She inquired, laughing aloud.

When the incident occurred, I heard a few people laugh, but I was in too much pain to care. "I'm not sure; we'll both have to find out this evening." With a smile on my face, I said.

she laughed again "Is everything set?". She inquired. "I am ready to go." I responded.

The ugly one and his soldier  friend had already assured me that I would have a room today. I wasn't sure whether I should go with wangu or sonia, but I decided on wangu.

Mrs. Smith is willing to wait for the ideal scene. "I'll be waiting for your phone call." She said this as she walked to her hostel, while I went to the male hostel. As she walked back, I turned to look at her...

Her a'r's'e was unique; it gracefully danced as she walked to her hostel. I grinned to myself... As I considered what I was going to do with that a'r'r's'e... It was an unforgettable evening.

I went to the mami with the ugly one and his friends. After a while of drinking, I invited Wangu to join us. The military man asked if wangu was the girl at the scene, and I said yes.

He went ahead and told Wangu about the entire ordeal. I expected her to be irritated, but she actually laughed about it.

She asked if I had known all along, and I nodded. "How come you didn't tell me?" She inquired. "I didn't see the point." I responded to her.

She lightly hit me on the back and then leaned on my shoulders. We drank and talked while Wangu clutched me as if I was going to flee if she dared to leave me.

After a few hours at the mami, the military man escorted us to the quarters, first with me and then later with wangu.

When I arrived, the room was in disarray, with clothes strewn about and cigarette stubs strewn about.

I set it up before Wangu arrived. The military man and the ugly one remained outside the room, smoking, while we locked the door.

Fortunately, the room's fan was working, so we didn't have to suffer through the stuffiness in the room.

"At last, we have a place for ourselves." Wangu said  as she lay on the bed, staring at me and smiling.

I remembered the futile attempts we'd made to f'u'ck. Being a victim of the ugly one's evil scheme, and then being unlucky when the nysc store officials decided to change the lock on the day we wanted to sneak in.

I joined her on the bed, and we clutched each other like two lovers who had been separated for a long time but had recently been reunited.

We kissed like we hadn't kissed in ages. When the passion reached uncontrollable proportions, we stripped naked as if we were on fire.

I unhooked her bra and fondled her breasts for a while before sucking them hard. As she took deep breaths and moved her hips on the bed, I teased the nip'p'le softly with my tongue.

As I sucked her br'eas'st, I stroked her croutch, rubbing her inner laps. She stroked my joystick sofly while I felt them harden.

Then I yanked her pants down while she adjusted her legs to get it off. I undressed and reached for my condoms. As I tried to open the condom, she caressed my joystick*.

"It's clear that the ball didn't destroy anything." She said this as she stroked the d'I'kk in search of the balls. "Ahaa, they're still fit and in good condition." She laughed at her own joke.

"We'll find out soon if there were real damages." I responded by grabbing her legs and spreading them apart. I knelt in front of her, placed the tip of my d'kkk on her cl*it, and gently rubbed it.

She moaned silently as she moved her hips. She was getting so wet that she began dripping on her laps and the bed.

I lowered my d'kk slightly and moved in slowly. She gripped my buttocks tightly and spread her legs wider. I banged her hard, making sure the shaft of my d'kk rocked her veegee walls over and over.

With each thump, she lets out a loud moan. As she wrapped her legs around my hips, she pushed my hips deeper into her.

I put my mouth on her ni'pp'le and sucked at them while f'u'c'king her warm c'u,nt, giving her two sensations.

Her c'u'nt cringed and poured out all her wetness in a ferocious cl.ma.x, so she began to trash over the bed, moving her hips so strongly against my di'kk as her c'u'nt cringed and poured out all her wetness in a ferocious cl.ma.x.

I eased up on the thumping to give her time to recover from her cl.I.ma.x. I was thumping hardly on her c'u'nt again moments later. 

As I bang'e'ed her c'u'nt, she raised one of her legs high and rested it on my shoulder. As I fu'uc kked her hard, she went from moaning to screaming.

We rocked together a few moments later, she moving her hips quickly to meet my ban'gin' halfway as I rotated my hips before thumping into her. I kept moving on her until we both c.am.e.

I moved away from her as she lay on the bed, trying to catch her breath. I caressed those big soft a'r'se she backed me with after a few minutes of rest.

As I reached for the last condom in my wallet, this gave me a hard on. She paused for a moment before succumbing to my caresses. She knelt on the bed, burying her head as I f'u'c'ked those lovely a'r'se.

I f'cked it and watched it bounce up and down in time with my hips. I held them and moved them apart, giving my d'ickk more room to rock her wet c'u'nt deeper and deeper.

She screamed and moaned, "yyeeeeesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss As my stomach hit her big a'r'se on the process, I kept f'uckckking her from behind.

As I ba'n'g into her c'un't, she held her hands firmly on the bed and rocked her a'r'se against me. I quickened the thumping, hitting her gee'spot repeatedly as she had another set of her o.r.gas.s.m, the loud screams echoing off the walls of the room.

I c.a.me again, pulled out of her, and collapsed on the bed, her c'u'nt muscles playing tricks on my d'I'kkk.

"The ball did not cause any damage." As she lay motionless on the bed, I said.

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Why don't you go zamfara, Asaya, Asaya? Those morons can't get enough of that vexing biggle!

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Saturday, Day 18 

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That morning, my eyes were still heavy with sleep. The football game, combined with the hot se.x with Wangu, sapped a lot of my energy.

I fell asleep as soon as I arrived at the hostel that night, missing out on some of the social activities that were going on.

I was curious whether my platoon had made it to the finals of the dance competition. Then I remembered Sonia and wondered where our act would take us.

She insisted on not attaching any kind of devotion to the relationship, calling it an act. But camp was almost over, and we still hadn't found our groove.

Then I remembered Chifawu and my newfound affection for her. She was the only girl for whom I had a soft spot.

If my heart were a three-bedroom apartment, she would be in the master bedroom! I had no intimate acts with her thus far, but I felt a special bond between us.

I wondered if she shared the same feelings as I did. I had dropped a hint the previous time, but I never knew if she got the whole thing or just a portion of it.

She was naturally beautiful, intelligent, and easygoing. Then I remembered wangu; my sex-capade with her the night before had created a special bond between us as well.