I just remembered a memorable experience I had and this happened in the mid-2000. I was a Chartered accountant and about 23yr old at the time, an auditor at a multi-national company in Lagos.

We usually would make lots of money when would go on audit trips round the country and I would do about 3 to 4 trips in a month.

I was scheduled to travel from Lagos for audits in Kano and also cover our depots in Katsina at the time. I was usually paid by my company to fly, but we had this habit of taking the night bus, we had to resume at the depot the next morning.

We had a reliable contact at MMA who would come to my after each trip to provide us with fake travel and hotel reservation tickets. This is useful to claim trav expenses upon return from our company. There was so much money in each audit trips, at the time, you could go on about two trips and buy a car on return.

Now, I decided to corner some free cash for myself by taking the night bus instead of flying even though it was a risky proposition, Also, there were lots of plane crashes at the time and I was morbidly terrified of our domestic flights, It would be my first time of traveling to Kano and a night journey journey for that matter. I was very nervous and having some security concerns.

On the D-day, I had left my office around 4pm for the bus park, got to Jibowu early, at around 6pm. I had prceeded to buy
my ticket and was directed to a nice and cozy spot right beside the window close to the back row.

Being a chatty person, I became friendly with the ticket guy and we got talking, I told him I didn't want an ugly fat passenger sitting next to me, and if he could arrange a beautiful lady to sit beside me, I gave him extra cash, I was very loaded at the time and didnt know what to do with money.

He told me not to worry and I went off to get myself a nice egusi soup at the park. I returned and got on the bus to go relax before the take off. After a while, I came down again and noticed a very beautiful petite young lady walking toward our bus, she was carrying a luggage. I had my eyes on her the whole time and she truly looked very beautiful, about 5ft 4", a perky small firm breast with hard nipples jutting through her tight tops. As she walked pass me toward the ticket guy, my gaze went to her ass, Omg! they were perfectly rounded, slim waist and my gaze could not leave the ass as I was admiring the beautiful work of the creator.

My mind started jumping wild with excitements, at last it was going to be a memorable trip. I started to worship God for little miracles,WHAT A NIGHT THIS WAS TURNING OUT TO BE! The ticket guy winked at me stylishly, smiled and sold a ticket to the lady.
I was kinda wondering wadda hell this boy was winking at me for.

Guess what guys!

I later realized this beautiful damsel was going to be seated next right to me all through the journey, mostly in pitch darkness . I silently thanked God for this miraculous coincidence, alas, my night would not be boring and dangerous as I had initially thought, up to this time in my life, I have never had any tango with an Hausa lady and determined to make the most of that night.
My chin droppe slightly on my chest while I offered a silent prayer to God to give me the wisdom of king solomon and courage to execute with precision all my daring plans that very night.

The journey was going to be more than 7hours and I was determined to make the most of it. I started getting visibly excited with my heart palpitating, excitements building and tingling down in my dic*k.

To cut mattaz short, this pretty lady came in on the bus, walked up to my sit and sat right beside me, she looked at me shyly with a coy smile on her twisted lips , greeted me and I responded with a great enthusiasm. I was quietly observing the beautifully rounded ass slowly sinking into the seat beside me with my bombastic side eyes. Hahaha!

Now, I did not waste time at all and launched into conversations, I became a caring dude suddenly, spoke in a gentle and sexy tone and, introduced myself , told her. Told where I worked, purpose of my trip to Kano, all the while making slight eye contacts, I was also smiling coyly the whole time and at some point, eventually was able to summon the courage to asked for her name,

"Jumai", she quickly replied with a sweet smile!

I decided that journey was defo gon be a very exciting one and launched into a series of funn conversations.

At around 8pm, the bus was leaving the park with me seriously plotting devious strategies on how to get my hands on Jumai's perky boobs and caress the rest of her body. It was a near impossibity to expect a Bleep in a crowded bus without arousing suspicions . I would bid my time until the lifghts were turned off to make my move. I must touch those alluring breasts before the night was over and I wouldn't mind if I had to give all the cash I had with me, I didn't give a shit If I was later kidnapped by bandits that particular night, I was a man on a mission, a mission to caress and possibly fingerfuck this girl on this particular trip.

I asked " hey Jumai, what's a pretty girl like yourself doing on a night bus alone?" She told me she had came to visit her uncle in Lagos and was returning back to her base in Kaduna.

We started talking again and she told me all about herself, her family.

I reciprocated as a guyman, told all colorful and exaggerated tales about myself, mixing up lies and half truth, for a moment, J felt the bait was slowly sinking, Jumai would look at me In the eyes with that occasionial laughs displaying perfect teeths and succulent lips. Omg! I was being tormented! I wanted to grab and passionately kiss those lips. Jumai was still smiling with twinkles in her eyes, giggling in those girlish ways at my funny tales while I patiently bid my time.

At some point, I decided to shoot my shots and told how beautiful she looked, her dreamy eyes and how I kinda felt attracted and sold at the moment. As a matter of fact, I had never laid eyes on such beauty ever in my life, I was rambling on how northern girls were the sexiest and jad always dreamt to have one as a girlfriend. Babe was smiling and just nodding her head at my tales the whole time and eventually told me she had a boyfriend in Kaduna. WHAT DA Bleep! "I BIND EVERY SPIRIT OF BOYFRIEND" I exclaimed in my mind, being a man on a mission, I was not discouraged and decided to have the most of that night before Jumai returned to her bf.

Wetin concern me, boyfriend ko boyfriend ni! Jumai told she would be stopping in Kaduna

Around 10pm, the lights were turned off and most passengers were already beginning to fall asleep. There were deep snoring around me and Jumai started yawning, signs of drowsiness.

We were still talking and when the bus would hit a gallop, she would fall sideways against me. Babe was beginning to feel seriously drowsy while I was alert like a soldier posted into sambisa forest. Bad thoughts and strategies nor gree me sleep, my mind very active. I was determined to caress every part of Jumai before she got to Kaduna and nothing was going to stop me.

Our bus continued in total darkness while Jumai's to drowsy progressed considerably, her head would occasionaly drop on my shoulder, she would wake up and sit up straight. Me, I was also pretending to be in deep sleep.

Eventually, she slept off, fell fully sideways into me and and after about 15 minutes began to snore. The whole time I was holding my breath , my hear thumbing away. I knew for sure the time for action was near, I slowly raised my right hand so she could fully lean into me and after a short while fell fully on my lap. I slowly brought my right hand down on her right body and slowly crept my hands rubbing from the waist upwards towards those delicate boobs , Breathing heavily and pretending to be in deep sleep myself. I got my hand to circle the mould of her right boobs and an electric jolt like a lightening bolts ran through me, my heart's pounding ferociously in my chest while my dic*k stiffening. It was like my hand had developed a mind of it's own and went instantly rock hard against my Jean's with a hard throbbing. Oh my Gawd! The feeling of my palm against her breast was heavenly, my heart palpitating with excitements and I was afraid Jumai was going to wake up, I was gentle at first and eventually threw caution to the wind, after about five minutes, I started to slowly and steadily caress her soft nipple, Jumai was wearing this fancy sport bra and my hand was cupping and slowly rubbing the nipplesm and remember, I was in a a deep sleep doing a fake snore whith my right hand having a mind of it's own and doing wonders.

Suddenly without warning, Jumai stirred from her sleep, sat upright, opened her eyes and looked me in the eyes with that funny expression written all over her face, I stiffened suddenly, my breathing becoming short and rasped, heart pounding, SHITS!, had she woken up? was she aware what I was up to this whole time?

I was relieved when she eventually continued smiling, leaned back ully against me and went back into slow deep sleeps.
Hmmmmmm! I breathed down a BIG sigh of relief and slowly, steadily continued with my hands cupping and caressing Jumai's small firm breast. I honestly believe she was pretending to sleep at this point and that night, my mission was very clear, I would have to get my hands under that sport bra and feel that soft breast in my hand, I would caress it and eventually find a a way to play with and finger Bleep this beautiful girl, It was once in a lifetime opportunity which I would never allow to slip from me, NEVER.

It was that very night I discovered my talents, I had a gifted hand just like Ben Carson, my hand could do wonders on a lady's body, it would travel far and wide this particular night with with my boxers soaked with precum before 6am in the morning. .

To be continued.....

I am waiting for the full gist to drop my feedback

@OP

Why do you feel we need to hear this your story?

CountinBlessins:
@OP

Why do you feel we need to hear this your story?

To be frank . I honestly don't know. I have been prayerfully asking myself the same question Hopefully I get an answer.

After all this epistle, u still get mind type to be continued.

Come and continue ur story ooo

mejai:
After all this epistle, u still get mind type to be continued.

No vex bros.

Helo story teller...

Ur story never hapnd

Sapasenator:


To be frank . I honestly don't know. I have been prayerfully asking myself the same question Hopefully I get an answer.

You should stop being so fickle minded that you crave validation from strangers it shows a deeply seated flaw of weakness.

You need to grow up and learn to be your own self.

So weak indeed

Authoreety:
Helo story teller...

Ur story never hapnd

What led you to that conclusion? Can you share how you knew it never happened?

I am just curious and want to understand your reasoning process

CountinBlessins:


You should stop being so fickle minded that you crave validation from strangers it shows a deeply seated flaw of weakness.

You need to grow up and learn to be your own self.

So weak indeed

You should stop being angry and bitter and kindly get a life.
I am not the reason for hour misfortunes in life. Kindly direct your anger at your leaders and parent.

I honestly don't know your opinions mean shit to me.

Sapasenator:


You should stop being angry and bitter and kindly get a life.
I am not the reason for hour misfortunes in life. Kindly direct your anger at your leaders and parent.

I honestly don't know your opinions mean shit to me.

How am I being angry or bitter? Because I pointed out that as a grown man, on a Monday morning, when your mates are going to work you chose to wake up instead of being productive to start writing a story no one asked for ?

And you say I am being bitter? Tomorrow when you turn to armed robbery our of frustration you will be arrested.

Bye

😂😂

IamDora:
😂😂

Care to share why the laughs. Just curious?

CountinBlessins:


How am I being angry or bitter? Because I pointed out that as a grown man, on a Monday morning, when your mates are going to work you chose to wake up instead of being productive to start writing a story no one asked for ?

And you say I am being bitter? Tomorrow when you turn to armed robbery our of frustration you will be arrested.

Bye

U are very very very very stupeeed😐 On a monday morning and so what u blockhead? how close are u to him to know he isn't working? Are u feeding him? Has he begged u for help before? Do u know if he works from home and makes that money you that go out every early morning and comes back late at night can only dream of? Must everyone do a hard job like you in this time and age of technology? must everyone be a sufferhead like you? U better start working smart not hard u Go@t...

Gedifok out of dis thread if u don't have meaningful contributions to add to it pls....

Op, please continue,,, ur story sweet😁

MrGOAT:


U are very very very very stupeeed😐 On a monday morning and so what u blockhead? how close are u to him to know he isn't working? Are u feeding him? Has he begged u for help before? Do u know if he works from home and makes that money you that go out every early morning and comes back late at night can only dream of? Must everyone do a hard job like you in this time and age of technology? must everyone be a sufferhead like you? U better start working smart not hard u Go@t...

Gedifok out of dis thread if u don't have meaningful contributions to add to it pls....

Op, please continue,,, ur story sweet😁

Who is this hungry illiterate 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
Or did my armed robber comment strike a nerve ? Are you a thief ? 🤣🤣🤣🤣

Sapasenator:


Care to share why the laughs. Just curious?

You write so well. I am equally enjoying the story. Been a while I came across a perfectly written article as this on NL. Ignore the negative comment(s), do not allow them derail your thread

Continue. I am waiting🙂

IamDora:


You write so well. I am equally enjoying the story. Been a while I came across a perfectly written article as this on NL. Ignore the negative comment(s), do not allow them derail your thread

Continue. I am waiting🙂

Thank you. This means a lot to me. My primary motivations for writing are to improve my writing.

Thanks once again.

Sapasenator:


Thank you. This means a lot to me. My primary motivations for writing are to improve my writing.

Thanks once again.

Welcome!!!! We are waiting 🙂

Oga, come and continue your story nau.
You write so well, I'm not sure I could write like this.

Lol,

See the Early Mormor when this OP take create this thread.

We don't need YANCH issues on a Monday morning Plz.

IamDora:


You write so well. I am equally enjoying the story. Been a while I came across a perfectly written article as this on NL. Ignore the negative comment(s), do not allow them derail your thread

Continue. I am waiting🙂

Na so.

The OP Pressed BREASTS, You like the Story. Your Body is doing TininiTeteTen.

I Wish he can conclude by Saying He Raped the lady.

Let me Hear what you will say.

Sapasenator:

if he could arrange a beautiful lady to sit beside me, I gave him extra cash.

Sapasenator:

noticed a very beautiful petite young lady.. perky small firm breast with hard nipples jutting through her tight tops. my gaze went to her ass,.. slim waist and my gaze could not leave the ass.

Sapasenator:

this beautiful damsel was going to be seated next right to me all through the journey, mostly in pitch darkness .

Sapasenator:

I was quietly observing the beautifully rounded ass slowly sinking into the seat beside me with my bombastic side eyes. Hahaha!

Sapasenator:

the bus was leaving the park with me seriously plotting devious strategies on how to get my hands on Jumai's perky boobs and caress the rest of her body. It was a near impossibity to expect a Bleep in a crowded bus without arousing suspicions. I would bid my time until the lifghts were turned off to make my move. I must touch those alluring breasts before the night was over and I wouldn't mind if I had to give all the cash I had with me, I didn't give a shit If I was later kidnapped by bandits that particular night, I was a man on a mission, a mission to caress and possibly fingerfuck this girl on this particular trip.

Sapasenator:

I wanted to grab and passionately kiss those lips.

Sapasenator:

I was determined to caress every part of Jumai before she got to Kaduna and nothing was going to stop me.

Sapasenator:

I knew for sure the time for action was near,.. . I slowly brought my right hand down on her right body and slowly crept my hands rubbing from the waist upwards towards those delicate boobs ,.. I got my hand to circle the mould of her right boobs and an electric jolt like a lightening bolts ran through me, my heart's pounding ferociously in my chest while my dic*k stiffening.... Oh my Gawd! The feeling of my palm against her breast was heavenly,.... after about five minutes, I started to slowly and steadily caress her soft nipple...

Sapasenator:

my mission was very clear, I would have to get my hands under that sport bra and feel that soft breast in my hand, I would caress it and eventually find a a way to play with and finger Bleep this beautiful girl, It was once in a lifetime opportunity which I would never allow to slip from me, NEVER.

Sapasenator:

with with my boxers soaked with precum before 6am in the morning. .

OMG!

SIMP!

Go on I love the fiction

Sapasenator:
I just remembered a memorable experience I had and this happened in the mid-2000. I was a Chartered accountant and about 23yr old at the time, an auditor at a multi-national company in Lagos.

We usually would make lots of money when would go on audit trips round the country and I would do about 3 to 4 trips in a month.

I was scheduled to travel from Lagos for audits in Kano and also cover our depots in Katsina at the time. I was usually paid by my company to fly, but we had this habit of taking the night bus, we had to resume at the depot the next morning.

We had a reliable contact at MMA who would come to my after each trip to provide us with fake travel and hotel reservation tickets. This is useful to claim trav expenses upon return from our company. There was so much money in each audit trips, at the time, you could go on about two trips and buy a car on return.

Now, I decided to corner some free cash for myself by taking the night bus instead of flying even though it was a risky proposition, Also, there were lots of plane crashes at the time and I was morbidly terrified of our domestic flights, It would be my first time of traveling to Kano and a night journey journey for that matter. I was very nervous and having some security concerns.

On the D-day, I had left my office around 4pm for the bus park, got to Jibowu early, at around 6pm. I had prceeded to buy
my ticket and was directed to a nice and cozy spot right beside the window close to the back row.

Being a chatty person, I became friendly with the ticket guy and we got talking, I told him I didn't want an ugly fat passenger sitting next to me, and if he could arrange a beautiful lady to sit beside me, I gave him extra cash, I was very loaded at the time and didnt know what to do with money.

He told me not to worry and I went off to get myself a nice egusi soup at the park. I returned and got on the bus to go relax before the take off. After a while, I came down again and noticed a very beautiful petite young lady walking toward our bus, she was carrying a luggage. I had my eyes on her the whole time and she truly looked very beautiful, about 5ft 4", a perky small firm breast with hard nipples jutting through her tight tops. As she walked pass me toward the ticket guy, my gaze went to her ass, Omg! they were perfectly rounded, slim waist and my gaze could not leave the ass as I was admiring the beautiful work of the creator.

My mind started jumping wild with excitements, at last it was going to be a memorable trip. I started to worship God for little miracles,WHAT A NIGHT THIS WAS TURNING OUT TO BE! The ticket guy winked at me stylishly, smiled and sold a ticket to the lady.
I was kinda wondering wadda hell this boy was winking at me for.

Guess what guys!

I later realized this beautiful damsel was going to be seated next right to me all through the journey, mostly in pitch darkness . I silently thanked God for this miraculous coincidence, alas, my night would not be boring and dangerous as I had initially thought, up to this time in my life, I have never had any tango with an Hausa lady and determined to make the most of that night.
My chin droppe slightly on my chest while I offered a silent prayer to God to give me the wisdom of king solomon and courage to execute with precision all my daring plans that very night.

The journey was going to be more than 7hours and I was determined to make the most of it. I started getting visibly excited with my heart palpitating, excitements building and tingling down in my dic*k.

To cut mattaz short, this pretty lady came in on the bus, walked up to my sit and sat right beside me, she looked at me shyly with a coy smile on her twisted lips , greeted me and I responded with a great enthusiasm. I was quietly observing the beautifully rounded ass slowly sinking into the seat beside me with my bombastic side eyes. Hahaha!

Now, I did not waste time at all and launched into conversations, I became a caring dude suddenly, spoke in a gentle and sexy tone and, introduced myself , told her. Told where I worked, purpose of my trip to Kano, all the while making slight eye contacts, I was also smiling coyly the whole time and at some point, eventually was able to summon the courage to asked for her name,

"Jumai", she quickly replied with a sweet smile!

I decided that journey was defo gon be a very exciting one and launched into a series of funn conversations.

At around 8pm, the bus was leaving the park with me seriously plotting devious strategies on how to get my hands on Jumai's perky boobs and caress the rest of her body. It was a near impossibity to expect a Bleep in a crowded bus without arousing suspicions . I would bid my time until the lifghts were turned off to make my move. I must touch those alluring breasts before the night was over and I wouldn't mind if I had to give all the cash I had with me, I didn't give a shit If I was later kidnapped by bandits that particular night, I was a man on a mission, a mission to caress and possibly fingerfuck this girl on this particular trip.

I asked " hey Jumai, what's a pretty girl like yourself doing on a night bus alone?" She told me she had came to visit her uncle in Lagos and was returning back to her base in Kaduna.

We started talking again and she told me all about herself, her family.

I reciprocated as a guyman, told all colorful and exaggerated tales about myself, mixing up lies and half truth, for a moment, J felt the bait was slowly sinking, Jumai would look at me In the eyes with that occasionial laughs displaying perfect teeths and succulent lips. Omg! I was being tormented! I wanted to grab and passionately kiss those lips. Jumai was still smiling with twinkles in her eyes, giggling in those girlish ways at my funny tales while I patiently bid my time.

At some point, I decided to shoot my shots and told how beautiful she looked, her dreamy eyes and how I kinda felt attracted and sold at the moment. As a matter of fact, I had never laid eyes on such beauty ever in my life, I was rambling on how northern girls were the sexiest and jad always dreamt to have one as a girlfriend. Babe was smiling and just nodding her head at my tales the whole time and eventually told me she had a boyfriend in Kaduna. WHAT DA Bleep! "I BIND EVERY SPIRIT OF BOYFRIEND" I exclaimed in my mind, being a man on a mission, I was not discouraged and decided to have the most of that night before Jumai returned to her bf.

Wetin concern me, boyfriend ko boyfriend ni! Jumai told she would be stopping in Kaduna

Around 10pm, the lights were turned off and most passengers were already beginning to fall asleep. There were deep snoring around me and Jumai started yawning, signs of drowsiness.

We were still talking and when the bus would hit a gallop, she would fall sideways against me. Babe was beginning to feel seriously drowsy while I was alert like a soldier posted into sambisa forest. Bad thoughts and strategies nor gree me sleep, my mind very active. I was determined to caress every part of Jumai before she got to Kaduna and nothing was going to stop me.

Our bus continued in total darkness while Jumai's to drowsy progressed considerably, her head would occasionaly drop on my shoulder, she would wake up and sit up straight. Me, I was also pretending to be in deep sleep.

Eventually, she slept off, fell fully sideways into me and and after about 15 minutes began to snore. The whole time I was holding my breath , my hear thumbing away. I knew for sure the time for action was near, I slowly raised my right hand so she could fully lean into me and after a short while fell fully on my lap. I slowly brought my right hand down on her right body and slowly crept my hands rubbing from the waist upwards towards those delicate boobs , Breathing heavily and pretending to be in deep sleep myself. I got my hand to circle the mould of her right boobs and an electric jolt like a lightening bolts ran through me, my heart's pounding ferociously in my chest while my dic*k stiffening. It was like my hand had developed a mind of it's own and went instantly rock hard against my Jean's with a hard throbbing. Oh my Gawd! The feeling of my palm against her breast was heavenly, my heart palpitating with excitements and I was afraid Jumai was going to wake up, I was gentle at first and eventually threw caution to the wind, after about five minutes, I started to slowly and steadily caress her soft nipple, Jumai was wearing this fancy sport bra and my hand was cupping and slowly rubbing the nipplesm and remember, I was in a a deep sleep doing a fake snore whith my right hand having a mind of it's own and doing wonders.

Suddenly without warning, Jumai stirred from her sleep, sat upright, opened her eyes and looked me in the eyes with that funny expression written all over her face, I stiffened suddenly, my breathing becoming short and rasped, heart pounding, SHITS!, had she woken up? was she aware what I was up to this whole time?

I was relieved when she eventually continued smiling, leaned back ully against me and went back into slow deep sleeps.
Hmmmmmm! I breathed down a BIG sigh of relief and slowly, steadily continued with my hands cupping and caressing Jumai's small firm breast. I honestly believe she was pretending to sleep at this point and that night, my mission was very clear, I would have to get my hands under that sport bra and feel that soft breast in my hand, I would caress it and eventually find a a way to play with and finger Bleep this beautiful girl, It was once in a lifetime opportunity which I would never allow to slip from me, NEVER.

It was that very night I discovered my talents, I had a gifted hand just like Ben Carson, my hand could do wonders on a lady's body, it would travel far and wide this particular night with with my boxers soaked with precum before 6am in the morning. .

To be continued.....

.xcfbsyshs,..,

Helo story teller...Ur story never hapnd

Sapasenator:


To be frank . I honestly don't know. I have been prayerfully asking myself the same question Hopefully I get an answer.

Hahaha guy man. The girl was already prepared for the action and wasn't genuinely sleeping.
She also wasn't coming from her uncle's side either, she was coming from a boys place 😂😂

WAILAI! Your story dey give person serious kongyll.