1. Matilda's night ride


    Date: 10/3/2017, Categories: Interracial, Author: magentalips, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    The overnight VIP bus to Chiangmai is filling up fast as Matilda climbs up the stairs to her armchair seat towards the front of the bus. She is a little startled by the size and length of the dark man who is fully filling the neighbouring window seat. A basketballer? “Hi, I’m Al,” says the man with a smile. “I am going to Chiangdao.” “Hello, I’m Matilda,” she says, smiling back. As the luxury bus eases out into the Bangkok night to head north, Matilda places a flat red pillow that she always travel with for her head on the back of the seat and takes the thin blanket out of it plastic bag in readiness. It’s going to be a bloody cold air-conditioned ride, as usual. Before settling into her usual nest for the night, Miranda walks to the toilet at the back of the bus and slips off her flimsy pink bikini underwear from under her cool cotton skirt. She always sleeps naked, and this may be the closest way that she can tonight. But she senses that there may be another reason as well on this trip. The black man appears to be asleep, covered by his blanket. Matilda loves men with dark skin and she marvels at the way her neighbour’s skin on his muscular arms and face gleams in the streetlight. She also admires the fine features of his face that reminds her of an African tribal mask, carved from ebony. Matilda lifts up the armrest that separates their comfortable seats and sinks into hers. She enjoys the warmth radiating from the man muscular body and naughtily makes use of the bus ...
    bumping motion to place her bottom to touch his hard thigh. This bumpy stretch of the highway is pushing her bottom more heavily against her man. She is riding the bumps and enjoys what her bum is feeling. As the man moves, the back of his large left hand presses against her curves. “Jesus,” Matilda mumbles to herself. This is going to be a good all night ride. Still with the back to the man, she feels him turn towards to face her body. Then she feels his heavy right hand being placed casually on the full curve of her bottom, resting delectably on her filmsy skirt. Then the hand realises that she is bare underneath and her lower half is all open to it. “Scheisse,” Matilda thinks, she is in for it now. The strong hand and fingers caress her very slowly and gently now. Like a sculptor’s hand, it shapes the ample globes of her soft flesh, then dips under into the valley of her anus. Don’t stop, breathes Matilda. The wonderful hand doesn’t stop and his index and middle fingers are now caressing the short bit carpet of her fine pubic hair. Scheisse. The man’s thick index finger now picks up oozing moisture and runs it over to her bare anus that is now exposed to its mercy. The strong finger draws small rings around her dainty pucker the presses ever slowly inside her. Matilda does her best not to cry out but instead pushes her face deep into her square red. The naughty finger is slipping right in now and sliding back out again, causing further consternation. The old paunchy and balding ...
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