By Enny Kastiel and The Grandiose team
The heat from the sun was so blazing that he was thankful he made it to class. It was a large auditorium and students were already on sit in wait for the Professor. Amidst girls pouting, taking ‘selfies’ and guys arguing about the match played during the weekend, he found his way to the middle row where his friend had kept a sit for him. He was hesitant to say thank you to Alfred after grunting about the location of the sit for he was shortsighted. He wore his recommended silver plaited glasses with resentment and sat appropriately in wait for the professor.
The heat from the sun was so blazing that he was thankful he made it to class. It was a large auditorium and students were already on sit in wait for the Professor. Amidst girls pouting, taking ‘selfies’ and guys arguing about the match played during the weekend, he found his way to the middle row where his friend had kept a sit for him. He was hesitant to say thank you to Alfred after grunting about the location of the sit for he was shortsighted. He wore his recommended silver plaited glasses with resentment and sat appropriately in wait for the professor.
The lecturer still yet to come, the heat and the boredom was excruciating so he picked up Alfred’s phone and went through his picture gallery to amuse himself. There as he flipped through his gallery was the picture of a beautiful lady. It was a picture of her taken in front of a mirror with a filtered face and a nice behind to entice. His heart beat faster and all sorts of perverted thoughts ran through his mind.
‘If only I could get a beauty like this laid…’
He had been hooked up with girls like this before. So it won’t be a big deal
He then tapped Alfred and with a smug on his face,
“Who is this fine chick that has this tempting onion booty that makes me want to cry?”
Alfred playfully ruefully smacks his head.
“That’s Lucy my cousin, she studies law here, and she’s high class. She is definitely not in your league man.”
After much persuasion Alfred gave her BBM pin to Charles.
“Don’t worry, I’m a pro at this, I respect the Bro code and won’t make mention of your name’.
Alfred Chuckled and said, “Lucy is quiet a handful snub. I can’t wait to hear your embarrassing stories of your adventure’.
After three weeks of patiently waiting, Charles checked his social media refresh feeds and to his amusement,
“Hashqueen is now a contact.”
He couldn’t be happier so he texts her quickly. Just like Alfred said, she was hard to get. She ignored his messages and several pings. The inspiration to endure this harsh and rude treatment was her display picture, showing her in a sexually suggestive pose and with her fair cleavage showing with ease. The game had just begun.
Finally, Hasqueen decides to reply. He would write a whole paragraph while she replied in monosyllabic words. His lust kept him going and with time her attitude started changing towards him. Alfred, her cousin, noticing things weren’t going as expected, decided to confront Lucy about his friend. Lucy replied him with words that seem to be said with utmost seriousness and sincerity
“So you’re the one that gave him my pin, there can’t be anything between me and him. I have been seeing him around, he is such a showboat, too self conscious about is looks and great pride is obvious to see in the way he walks and acts”
As weeks passed, things began to be different between Lucy and Charles. She had started telling her girl friends how cute he is and he had started flaunting her on her display picture. Several dates were set up which ended up promising and pleasant. Alfred got more troubled on seeing the several numerous and intimate selfies taken on dates they went on. Lucy’s heart had started caving in thoughts of what an awesome boyfriend he was going to be while he was glad in his mind, knowing her faith was sealed up in two Durex condoms.
It was a sunny afternoon when Lucy visited him at home. He had asked the previous night and she agreed after much persuasion. The chilly atmosphere created by the AC in his well furnished apartment relaxed her nerves. He acted like a perfect gentleman that day. He cooked for her and made sure she was comfortable and well entertained. Then a thought popped up in his head.
“This is how nice guys finish last, better cook up something or you will end up playing with yourself at night, besides you’ve exhausted your porn collection.”
He then urged her that they play a game of TRUTH or DARE but this wasn’t the first time she had been in this mischievous games of boys, so with a grin on her face and a raised eye brow, she asked him a question that shattered his ego.
“Why are you such a chicken, so you need this game to ask me intimate questions and make me do naughty things?”
He was speechless because her question rendered him in shook. He smiled to hide his embarrassment which was obvious, but she was gentle on him. They later asked each other personal questions which they both answered sincerely, although there were bits of exaggerations in his answers and she downplayed truths on her sex life. The raging desires in him had started to get the better of him so he dared her to kiss him. She laughed at him and with an indifferent look on her face she said, “naaaa I’m not attracted to you.”
He smiles at her mischievously and told her he really liked her face, the compliment was all he needed as she blushed from ear to ear. His motto of, “no risk taken, nothing ventured” kept him going. With eyes locked on each other he moved in to kiss her and with little hesitation she moved nearer. The kissing starts slow, gets more intense and as she struggled to fight her brakes, her clothes dropped. The sex was intense and the powerful orgasm was the payment for ALL THAT WORK, euphoria was the feeling of his conquest.
She looked gored with the expression of being used but he barely noticed as he watched her pick her clothes. If only he had cuddled her and said sweet things to her, she would have been happier. He walked her to the gate and hugged her not. He went out with his friends that night and told them what an animal she was under the sheets and he gave out her pin to some of them that hoped to have their way with her. Two days passed he only messaged her once for the thought of not using protection haunted him. The double lines on the pregnancy kit sealed their faith.
“How could I be so stupid, I barely survived the last abortion.”
It’s another day in class and news of Lucy’s pregnancy had spread throughout the school. Alfred kept brooding on the matter knowing it originated from him. He was brought back to reality as another friend of his tapped him and asked him who the girl on his wallpaper was. His eyes glowed red as he clenched his fist around his pen, in an attempt to stab him.
“Never look at my sister like that!!!!!”
THE END
