House Blues – Episode 20

I stayed up to watch the new series of the EMPIRE movie I bought on my way home after dropping Iya Tosin off so I woke up late the next morning. I quickly got dressed and ready to hit the road for the rest of the morning. I opened my door to meet a smiling Yetunde. We greeted and she was heading out too so I offered to drop her off on my way. We drove out of the house gate and talked for the next fifteen minutes until we stopped in front of the bank. She needed some cash for her day so she stopped for a withdrawal. I won’t be waiting for her so we wished each other a great day ahead and she went into the bank. I began scanning from the next bus stop for a passenger.

I soon got waved down by a lady and her teen daughter after about two stops from the bank and they hopped in as soon as we agreed on the charge. My car became lively again when the teenager and her mom engaged me with several questions about the roads and the funny attitudes of the commercial bus drivers. I could tell they just got into the country from their accents so I told them to start getting used to the way things are in Lagos. Besides, they’ve only seen a tip of the iceberg. I’ve hardly finished my statement when a commercial bus overtook and veered in front of us instantly without a horn or traffic light warning. I reacted on instinct and slammed my break immediately. “Good Lord we have our sit belts on!”, the lady exclaimed beside me while her daughter had both hands covering her face in the back seat. They were both scared.

The remaining thirty minutes they spent in my car was more of background music and the discussions reduced to the barest minimum as they both watched carefully for oncoming commercial buses. They must have concluded in their minds that Lagos commercial bus drivers are crazy humans as they warned me to watch out each time they spot any yellow buses with black stripes on them. They got to their destination and the lady paid me accordingly. I gave her my business card and greeted her ‘welcome to Lagos’ as I drove off. I knew they’ll get used to it in a week or two as long as they use the Lagos roads regularly. I picked up another passenger who was heading to the island. A young man in his mid twenties I guess. We were approaching the third mainland bridge when Iya Tosin’s call came in.

“Tunde, bawo ni?”, she greeted in Yoruba before informing me she’s on her way to Opebi and will be getting there in about an hour at most so I’m not to keep her waiting. I remembered I have a date with her at the same location we met the day before. Instantly, memories of the previous day started replaying in my head. If my passenger was observant, he would have noticed the happy wood that was beginning to grow in my pants right after the call. Immediately, I switched from mp3 mode to radio. I started listening to traffic news and it really helped me avoid the busy paths until I dropped my passenger off and headed back toward the mainland. I made it to the hotel in Opebi about one and a half hours later. Iya Tosin was already in the room and waiting.

I greeted but she refused to answer even after the second time. She was pissed that I delayed by half an hour. I understood what she wanted immediately so I moved closer to her in the bed. I pulled her closer but Iya Tosin just hissed, “don’t touch me o”, she managed to grumble. “You kept me waiting for so long”, she added, then she took a sip from the wine cup on the bedside. I realized Iya Tosin has almost downed a full bottle of Amarula cream liquor but I cared less. It made her more vulnerable to my seductive moves on her. I removed my v-neck vest to reveal my torso. Iya Tosin gently bit her lips in anticipation and then I knew she couldn’t wait for another round of pounding from me.

“I’m sorry to have kept you waiting baby”, I said as I undid my belt and yanked off my trousers. Iya Tosin grabbed my heavy cock immediately. She squeezed the base with her palm so close to my balls. She started licking my balls which sent some signals to the tip of my cock and made it shiny hard. Iya Tosin was tipsy as fuck and I knew I’m about to get the fucking of a lifetime from this mature pussy. She took my cock inside her mouth and started sucking on it.

To be continued…

This article was written by Tunde Jones.

I am Tunde 'Bebo' Jones from Lagos Nigeria. I love my taxi driving job. I encounter a lot of passengers on a daily basis, mostly females. Some are horny while some are not but I have pledged to fuck as many as are willing. This is my diary and you're always welcome to read.

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