Unforgettable Night Bus

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UNFORGETTABLE NIGHT BUS

 

Tracy’s barking voice resounded in my ears over and over again as i

walked towards the park my large travelling bag hung loosely over one

shoulder while i clutched the smaller bag containing the jewelries Tracy asked for.

 

Tracy was my over domineering, bossy and classy girl friend who always

wanted things to be done her way and no other way. Only her beauty

could match the her over domineering and rude attitude which was why i always managed to tolerate her.

 

“You promised you would be back last weekend now its tuesday and you

are not yet back. what are you still doing in lagos?”

Her voice rang through the phone when she called this evening.

“Baby am sorry my business partners shifted our last meeting

yesterday”

 

“And so? haven’t the meeting finished yesterday? now its tuesday and

you are still telling me about the crappy meeting eeeeehn sky?!!”

I could hear her heavy breathe through the phone buttered into a faint

sound of music and i could swear am sure she was in my house having insisted i leave her my spare key, she has been with it since last year and have somehow cut my tail shot when it comes to taking women home.

 

How could i when the thought of tracy barging in without being

announced kept haunting me, even Amaka my hot secretary at the office would have made a good catch but “The fear of tracy is the beginning of wisdom”.

 

“Sky are you sure you are not straffing all these dirty lagos ashawo” she sang again still sounding desperate and washy.

“Aaaah baby oo no na, am i mad?” I teased out to let the temper

minimize.

 

“Biko don’t baby me, i have been here for 4days waiting for you and you keep telling me stories and babying me, mtcheeeeew” sounds like my tease work is working.

 

“Baby you don’t have to wait anymore, am taking the first flight early

tomorrow morning back into your arms, i even got you the promise white gold Burito necklace, the designers bag you love and the gold Rolex watch” I added to soften the horse more.

 

“Aaaaah baby really?”she shrieked “Thank you, i will be expecting you

to wake me up tomorrow with your kiss” She blew out chuckling.

I knew my magic had worked and the bull was tamed. It was 4:30pm, the

hotel room was chilly and stale nothing moved and i was alone.

 

“I think i have to go today with the night bus and ge to the east by

morning, whether na night bus or morning flight no be still morning i go

reach?” I thought loudly. As a sharp igbo boy it sounded good to me at

least i could save up to 20k for some other things if i take the night bus.

 

I grabbed my bag from the ward rope did a quick pack of the few clothes

i came with, carefully slipped the versarc bag, white gold necklace and

watch into the bag and zipped it, i wouldn’t want any stories that touch

they cost me 250k and Tracy would definitely have my head if any story

comes up with those not after she had fought tooth and nail for it until i

later bulged and promised to get them on my next trip to lagos.

 

I checked out of the hotel leaving a few naira tip with the hotel

receptionist who had lavished me with flirty eyes which gave me flashy

images of what i would love to do with those killing body of hers.

Hitched a taxi to the luxurious bus park and spend almost 3hours stuck

in Lagos traffic.

 

The bus park was buzzing with activities, agboro boys shouting

dragging people by the bag to corner them down to their own bus.

I held on to my bag tight feeling the package bulging slight from the

side, in a brisk unshaky strides i walked into the bus park heading

straight to pay for my ticket.

 

The large long bus shuddered slightly as the engine kept humming in a

singing manner, could see passengers sticking their faces out of the

windows looking down, it was almost a full bus.

I paid the ticket woman left the change for her, i needed to be on that

bus already as it was the last of the luxurious bus heading towards the

east that night.

 

Finding my seat in the pitch black night was almost one of Hercules

12Tasks, as i had to excuse many people to look under their board to

read the numbers. finally i relaxed at number 47 which complimented

the shaby number 47 written by the ticket woman which almost look

more like a 44.

 

“Good evening” A figure seating on my spot greeted, the shadowy light

that struggled to sip into the bus only showed a figure and no feature.

I flashed the light from my phone screen casting the silvery light all

over.

She wore a blank face, large silky eyes and a very dark mascara,

wondered why she had that on in the night.

 

The complimenting glow of her skin from the light made her out to be

fair complexioned, Angelina jolie type of kpomo lips and a relatively

slim figure.

“Good evening how are you?” I said letting out a smile that i wasn’t sure she saw.

She adjusted her legs a bit to allow me pass to the inner seat beside the

window which bore my number, i slid pass her and dumbed my weight

hard on the seat heaving out a heavy sigh, clutching the bag tightly on

my laps. It was a long journey and i can’t take chances with this bag.

“Sir can’t you keep your bag on the compartment above?” she asked me looking intensely into my face.

 

“Aaaaah No, its fine dont worry dear. Thank you”

The bus roared and shuddered and sighed loudly as the driver caressed

it the way he knows how to do best. in about 15minutes time it roared

hard and taxied slowly out of the park, the journey had begun.

 

My phone beeped and it was tracy on whatsapp

 

Tracy: Baby have you eaten dinner?

Me: Yes sweery am about to sleep now, you know i have a flight to catch

in the morning.

Tracy: Yes baby i can’t wait. How much did you get the white gold in

lagos?

Me: Just 150k

Tracy: Woow baby and licia said she got hers for 120k, am sure she was

given a fake…**laughing smiley**

 

I rolled my eyes and caugha glimpse of the girl beside me watching

my phone.

 

Me: hahahaha abi, oya baby let me sleep now see you in the morning..

Goodnight, love you **Kissing smiley.

 

I couldn’t wait for her reply before slipping my phone back into my

pocket and looked out of the window watching as small cars raced along side the huge python of the road which i was in.

 

The winds slapped hard on my face causing me to blink faster than

normal, it smeared a soothing cold feel as the tarmac raced behind.

It was a very cold stale atmosphere, it was quiet only occasional coughs

was heard every now and then and the speedy rush of tyres on asphalt.

 

Turning towards her, she seemed busy fixed directly on her phone

working her fingers sharply through the keypad of the blackberry Q10

like a machine.

 

“So whats your name?” i asked trying to break the grave silence that had

engulfed us for hours now.

 

“Am lucia” she said placing her phone into a little purse she had.

“Hhmmm lucia am sky, so i guess you live in the east too?”

“Noo i live in lagos, just heading down to the east to visit my aunty who

just gave birth last week” she smiled out.

 

“Aaaaw thats so nice, congratulations” i said

“Yes oo we thank god for that” she added before i finished. “What about you?”

 

“Ooh me? i live in Enugu, i came on a business trip to lagos” I sang out,

the conversation helped eased my mind about the disturbing rumours of

armed robbery that is rampant during night journeys.

I talked with Lucia for about an hour getting to know some details about her; she was the third child in their family, schooled in Unilag and

studied Mass com which she showed evidently in her constructive

method of discussion in which we dabbled into many fields of life, i was truly impressed by her intelligence.

 

My alarm beeped to announce 1am, the whole bus was still except for

some that shifted and turned while they snored away on their seat. i

slipped my hand into my bag and fetched a can of Heineken.

“Do you care for some?” I asked her.

 

“Uuuuh, shaaa ok” she collected the can from me and took a gentle sip

from it while my throat flushed down large gulps of mine.

We talked more as we washed down the drinks, gentle laughs at some

dry jokes she threw, i seized every chance the brush my hand slightly on her body.

 

2am, the beer cans had run dry and i was feeling airy and a bit sleepy

but i had to stay awake for my bag, the boys i had seen in this bus is not

the type you would trust your bag with.

I felt lucia’s head gently slide to my shoulders, the passing lights that

sipped into the bus showed her to be closing her eyes.

Finally she had slept off and the best part was it was on my shoulder, at

least this could keep me awake as long i focus on the pound of flesh

that smeared on me.

 

My hand slid over shoulder clutching her arms gently, i relaxed my head

on my seat and savored the feel of her open arms on my fingers.

She kept twitching and adjusting until her whole frame was almost

buried inside my chest, “the closer the better” i grinned naughtily.

 

I felt her hand rest on my chest, she twitched again and her hands

started caressing my chest slightly inducing a goosy chill on my chest.

the caressing hands on my chest intensified with every passing second

making my hand stroke her upper arm faster in a subconscious reflex.

I could feel her hands working its way down my stomach taking the

goosy feel down with it which gushed down into my boxers this time as

she drew nearer towards my pubic region.

 

I closed my eyes and abandoned my body to the feelings that rushed

through me.

she pushed her body up into mine, could feel her breathing shakily and i knew her face was up on mine, my eyes slid open and bit enough to

catch her lips glowing in the shadows, i crashed my lips into hers hard

and fluidly taking them fully into mine.

 

My hand slid down her back pushing her deeper into me, could now feel

her cold hands grazing my crotch area.

I cast a desperate look around the bus, it was dark and nothing moved,

no voices were heard.

 

My right hand grabbed her boobs which were average sized and

definitely firm. she moaned into my mouth yanking at my belt.

Could smell alcohol in her breathe or was it mine?

My fly flew open in seconds and she buried her hands into it grabbing

my d–k with only my flimsy boxer standing between my D and total

Paradise, the bag on my laps had slipped down to the floor.

 

I slid down my boxers a bit allowing my D a total freedom to throb out

hard from prison.

my hands slid into her dress feeling her boobs inside the bra, i pulled

the bra down a bit and furiously pinched and caressed the bosoms like

my life depended on it.

 

I took my hand down her pubic region trying to open the button which

she took from me and opened it herself sliding it down her thighs.

Could make out the immaculate white G-string on her which sent my

D–k on a suicide mission, throbbing hard that i fear it might snap.

 

I have heard about sex in night buses as rumours and tales but it never

rang any bell to me but here it is happening in full 19D before, maybe i

might wake up and realize it was just a wet dream.

 

Her cold hands were wrapped smoothly around my s—t wanking it

gently as our tongues danced into each other and my hands now rubbing

her Kitty-Cat through the pant concentrating on the wet spot.

 

Her slight moans were buried into my mouth and i intensified the finger

work.

 

She dove her hand into her purse and brought out a condom and handed

it to me still kissing me hard.

 

I sharply OFFed the condom pack with jet speed before she changes her mind.

 

The condom was on my d–k within seconds fitting tightly and

comfortably on it like a second skin.

I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her up to seat on me, noticed as

she ran her eyes all around the bus as she noiselessly pulled her body

on mine.

 

She shifted her panties to the left and slowly lowered her waist into my

rock hard s—t which seemed to be shouting in anticipation.

My whole body went stiff as her Kitty-Cat slowly buried my d–k inch by

inch, a warm cold feeling, slippery but tight and gripped my d–k like its

fitted in it.

 

I closed my eyes hard, shut my mouth to avoid impending groans from

escaping, my breathing sounded like it had been amplified with a

microphone and i did my best to keep it soft and noiseless.

 

Her right hand were over her mouth and her left rested on my laps, my

two hands held her waist firmly and she slid gently up and down my

s—t.

 

“Oh my goodness, this girl will give me a pleasure heart attack at this

young age” i muttered to myself.

 

The rhythm was steady and slow, my eyes were shut but sometimes

peeped open to scan the bus for the slightest movement or sound which

called for caution and a temporal stop for few seconds.

Her waist rolled round, up, down my s—t like she was rocking to a

music.

 

The tempo intensified slowly, my body getting numb, a surge of alien

pleasure quaked my spine, my toes curled hard and my grip on her waist

got tighter, i subconsciously grinded and slammed her harder into me,

at this juncture i didn’t care what went on around me because my brain

was literally shut down.

 

Could feel my whole body convulse, quake and shake. d–k became

harder and stiffer as a heavy toll of orgasmic wave rushed into me.

I wriggled uncontrollably forcing myself not to let out the groan that

lumped hard on my throat as wads after wads of love fluid spurted from

my D and into the rubber.

 

She slid off me breathing heavily, i too bore a shaky breathing tempo as

i gently slid the fluid filled rubber off me and threw it out the window.

Replaced my semi-flaccid d–k back into my boxers which it happily

obeyed.

 

I pulled up my trouser and zipped up my fly wearing an evil grin feeling

like “Baba baaaaaaaad boy”

Her clothes were back to default within 60seconds she moved back into

me and placed her head on my chest, my arms went around her and i

closed my eyes savoring every ounce of post orgasmic bliss.***

 

“Oga, Oga wake up” A strong baritone voice called out from my dreams.

“Oga we don reach!!!”

My eyes weakly slid open, the blurry images registered little by little, the

golden baked sun bathed my face.

 

A very dark man stood over me looking down on me with a twisted face

that betrayed the contempt he held within.

“Oga wake up na, we don reach enugu na” He said again this time more

serious and a bit angry.

 

I opened up wide, looked beside me but lucia wasn’t there, nobody was

in the bus except for the man.

 

“When did we reach?” I asked him still recollecting my wits back.

He cast a stern look at me “Aaaah since last year weh we reach, you

were just sleeping like you deh your room”

 

I ignored him, proceeded to straighten my creased shirt, picked my bag

and place the hand over my shoulder again.

 

“Where is the girl that sat beside me?” I heard myself ask out.

The look on his face was definitely “This guy is mad” kind of look.

“which gal, everybody don comot since na” He said turning to leave.

Anyway nothing spoil shaa, maybe i might bump into her or something

cus i don’t even have her number.

 

My hands felt beside my bag she seemed smooth and straight instead

of the slight bulge it gave out the night before.

My eyes popped and i flew the zipped open, dove my hands into the bag

and checked everything, that was when it dawned on me the Jewel box

containing the gold and watch was gone, even the hand bag and the 20k

i tucked into the inner compartment of the bag.

 

“Jesus oooooooo!!!!!!!!!!” I shouted placing my two hands on my head,

shakily poured out all the contents of my bag over and over again but

reality was dawning on me, it was gone.

 

I rushed down into the park, few people were there most of them

boarding the morning bus, i searched around for any thing that may

resemble lucia that is if am even sure i will recognize her if i do. My

250k worth of jewelry and 20k transport awoof gone in a whim.

 

“God punish that devil of a girl” I cursed under my breath as the drove

towards my house. But looking at the bright side, it was the best

travelling experience i ever had except for this morning, and the angelic

devil gave me one of the best straff of my life, but tracy will be waiting

and expecting her jewelries.

 

“Now i have to go and face 2nd world war with Tracy at my house”

Sighed hard and melted into the taxi seat… Have learnt my lesson the hard way.

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