Bus to Badagry
Her Tinder profile said very little: "I'm not sure I'm in the right place but I'm up for a good laugh". "Congratulations. You have a new match", read the little screen of his 5S. Ada, 25, 5 Km away. There was a certain sensuality about her eyes but he ignored it as usual, trying to make sure things with her started out as platonically as possible. At 28, Tosin still believed in a bit of chivalry - be polite, have excellent conversations and have no expectations.
They chatted on Tinder for a few hours and then moved to exchanging voice notes over BBM as she wasn't big on typing. She had a delicate British accent and he could tell it was the real deal - not like those IJGBs that went for 6 months and won't let everyone "hear word" with "innit" and "bruv" up and down. He invited her to see Assassin's creed the day after and she was way more delightful than she had let on over the phone. For the first time, he managed to stay awake throughout the movie and even though it was a bit of a letdown, he still enjoyed her company. He wanted to lean in and hold her hand but the overwhelming risk of embarrassment and over-familiarity kept him in check. He did relish the opportunities he had to whisper into her ears when he had to make the occasional remark. They both agreed it was a terrible movie as Tosin drove her home and they said their goodbyes.
They played a little game a few days later over the phone where her presented her with options. She would reply with her preference. Initially it had started out rather innocently. "Chicken or Beef?", "London or Paris?", "Sweet or Savory?" and then proceeded delicately to "Breakfast in bed or Head?", "69 or Missionary?" and the like. They had become a lot more comfortable and expressive and soon the conversation had become completely carnal. She liked to be spanked, she was the dominant one, she preferred rear entry while she lay on her side and she had a number of unfulfilled sexual fantasies - a key party, (which he had to look up since he had never heard of it), bondage, and of course, sex on a bus. By then he had become mentally captivated by her and even though it went beyond pure carnality, he was eager to explore her most lecherous thoughts. For the hours and hours the conversations went on, he had a raging boner, a testament to how excited he was about her.
They realized they would be on the same bus to the Whistling Pines resort to Badagry two days later and whether they knew it or not, that encounter would change everything. Being an evening ride, they both arrived at the pickup point in Lekki along with about 20 other people. They both headed to the back of the bus and sat next to each other. The bus was filled and there was barely space at the back to sit comfortably. They were so tightly sandwiched during the ride that within the first 10 minutes, Ada asked to sit on his lap. "With an ass like that?", he thought to himself, "Why not?". And so the bumpy ride began. Another set of passengers at the back had to lap each other so nobody really paid much attention to the situation. Unbeknownst to them, a lot was already going on with Tosin's anatomy. There was no way Ada didn't feel the throbbing.
Being in such close contact with each other stirred her up. The bumpiness of the ride coupled with the vibrations from the throbbing happening underneath her made her tingle. She reached down and attempted rather clumsily to unzip Tosin's jeans. That was the hard part. Almost instantly, his raging boner slipped right out. Her loose fitting black and white dress flowed over his lap so nobody could see a thing. From underneath, he slid her thong to the side and almost instantly, she was adjusting herself to take all of him into her. Her wetness eased his entry and almost effortlessly, he was inside her...throbbing uncontrollably since he couldn't move. They had to be quiet in order not to attract any attention at all. They couldn't move either...all they had were the vibrations of the bus on the bumpy road pushing him deeper into her as they tried as much as possible to occasionally readjust their positions for comfort. They fucked in silence but the warmth and wetness of her pussy was as heavenly as he could have ever imagined. The taboo factor of the setting kept him hard for almost the entire length of the trip. He occasionally stroked her clit gently while inside her, his fingers sliding effortlessly with the abundance of her wetness as it soaked his jeans. She let out what sounded like a yawn as they approached the gates of the resort and as the dimly lit bus came to a halt, he managed to tuck his semi-turgid erection back into his trousers. He whispered into her ears and put his fingers in his mouth, tasting her, making her watch as he did. "You taste like French Vanilla", he said to her as she stood up. He recognized the look in her eyes...the night was only just starting....
She followed him to his room that night and as they closed the doors behind them, he lifted her dress, pinning her against the door, sliding her thong once again to the side. With her thigh draped over his shoulder and his head covered by her dress he kissed her lips down below...his lips were instantly drenched by her wetness and as his tongue eventually met her throbbing clit, she let out the moans she had been suppressing for the last 45 minutes...one orgasm followed closely by another until she could feel a cramp in her left thigh. "I wanna ride you", Ada said as she pushed him onto the bed and stripped off his jeans...the night was only just starting....
They chatted on Tinder for a few hours and then moved to exchanging voice notes over BBM as she wasn't big on typing. She had a delicate British accent and he could tell it was the real deal - not like those IJGBs that went for 6 months and won't let everyone "hear word" with "innit" and "bruv" up and down. He invited her to see Assassin's creed the day after and she was way more delightful than she had let on over the phone. For the first time, he managed to stay awake throughout the movie and even though it was a bit of a letdown, he still enjoyed her company. He wanted to lean in and hold her hand but the overwhelming risk of embarrassment and over-familiarity kept him in check. He did relish the opportunities he had to whisper into her ears when he had to make the occasional remark. They both agreed it was a terrible movie as Tosin drove her home and they said their goodbyes.
They played a little game a few days later over the phone where her presented her with options. She would reply with her preference. Initially it had started out rather innocently. "Chicken or Beef?", "London or Paris?", "Sweet or Savory?" and then proceeded delicately to "Breakfast in bed or Head?", "69 or Missionary?" and the like. They had become a lot more comfortable and expressive and soon the conversation had become completely carnal. She liked to be spanked, she was the dominant one, she preferred rear entry while she lay on her side and she had a number of unfulfilled sexual fantasies - a key party, (which he had to look up since he had never heard of it), bondage, and of course, sex on a bus. By then he had become mentally captivated by her and even though it went beyond pure carnality, he was eager to explore her most lecherous thoughts. For the hours and hours the conversations went on, he had a raging boner, a testament to how excited he was about her.
They realized they would be on the same bus to the Whistling Pines resort to Badagry two days later and whether they knew it or not, that encounter would change everything. Being an evening ride, they both arrived at the pickup point in Lekki along with about 20 other people. They both headed to the back of the bus and sat next to each other. The bus was filled and there was barely space at the back to sit comfortably. They were so tightly sandwiched during the ride that within the first 10 minutes, Ada asked to sit on his lap. "With an ass like that?", he thought to himself, "Why not?". And so the bumpy ride began. Another set of passengers at the back had to lap each other so nobody really paid much attention to the situation. Unbeknownst to them, a lot was already going on with Tosin's anatomy. There was no way Ada didn't feel the throbbing.Being in such close contact with each other stirred her up. The bumpiness of the ride coupled with the vibrations from the throbbing happening underneath her made her tingle. She reached down and attempted rather clumsily to unzip Tosin's jeans. That was the hard part. Almost instantly, his raging boner slipped right out. Her loose fitting black and white dress flowed over his lap so nobody could see a thing. From underneath, he slid her thong to the side and almost instantly, she was adjusting herself to take all of him into her. Her wetness eased his entry and almost effortlessly, he was inside her...throbbing uncontrollably since he couldn't move. They had to be quiet in order not to attract any attention at all. They couldn't move either...all they had were the vibrations of the bus on the bumpy road pushing him deeper into her as they tried as much as possible to occasionally readjust their positions for comfort. They fucked in silence but the warmth and wetness of her pussy was as heavenly as he could have ever imagined. The taboo factor of the setting kept him hard for almost the entire length of the trip. He occasionally stroked her clit gently while inside her, his fingers sliding effortlessly with the abundance of her wetness as it soaked his jeans. She let out what sounded like a yawn as they approached the gates of the resort and as the dimly lit bus came to a halt, he managed to tuck his semi-turgid erection back into his trousers. He whispered into her ears and put his fingers in his mouth, tasting her, making her watch as he did. "You taste like French Vanilla", he said to her as she stood up. He recognized the look in her eyes...the night was only just starting....
She followed him to his room that night and as they closed the doors behind them, he lifted her dress, pinning her against the door, sliding her thong once again to the side. With her thigh draped over his shoulder and his head covered by her dress he kissed her lips down below...his lips were instantly drenched by her wetness and as his tongue eventually met her throbbing clit, she let out the moans she had been suppressing for the last 45 minutes...one orgasm followed closely by another until she could feel a cramp in her left thigh. "I wanna ride you", Ada said as she pushed him onto the bed and stripped off his jeans...the night was only just starting....
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