I gave FISTING to a SUBMISSIVE man from Barranquilla on an intercity bus.

His ass smelled of sweat, and its taste was slightly salty and delicious. I love giving black kisses, dominating a man with my tongue, submitting him to pleasure with the simple touch of my lips.

Enjoying the moment, I grabbed his round, large, fleshy buttocks... They must be a size 32 or 34... Perfect for me. I squeezed those beautiful and appetizing buttocks that were being offered to me... I felt his smooth, dark skin. I don't know if he waxes or if it's naturally hairless... What I do know is that it's beautiful.

I squeezed his buttocks and separated them with my thumbs.

There it was, what I wanted... His anus was closed, the folds of his anus formed a perfect asterisk.

I brought my face closer and inhaled to smell his anus... Like any good passive anus, it was clean, smelling of sweat from the journey and baby lotion... Without further ado, I passed my wet tongue over it, feeling how his body trembled, a wave of pleasure started from his anus, ran down his spine, and exploded in his head... I know... I love licking anuses.

I licked and moistened his anus with care, then played with my breathing; I blew to make him feel warm, sucked in air with my mouth to make him feel cold, and again, a shiver of pleasure ran through his body. I licked every delicate fold of his anus, and little by little, his sphincter opened up for me... and I noticed something strange...

I'm from Bogotá, Colombia, and due to circumstances, I had to be in Barranquilla on Tuesday. I went to book tickets online, and... damn it!!! It's high season, and flights are very expensive, so expensive that it's impossible for me to pay for them. The alternative: traveling 17 hours by bus... a nightmare, but there was no other option.

I arrived at the bus terminal at 3:30 to board the 5 pm bus and arrive in Barranquilla the next day at 11 am.

I packed the basics and dressed comfortably, wearing sweatpants, a t-shirt, and two jackets, plus gloves (they put the air conditioning on very cold in these buses).

When I arrived, I asked about the 5 pm bus, and they offered me tickets for the 4 pm bus. Is it very full? I asked, and the damn ticket seller told me... There are several seats left, I accepted and paid for my ticket without choosing a seat, 1/5 of what the plane ticket cost me... but with a 17-hour difference.

When I arrived at the platform, there were a lot of people handing over luggage to be stored in the bus's cargo hold, and that's where I saw him... A beautiful costeño, with bronzed skin, 183 cm tall, wide shoulders, and a dark face with big eyes, thick lips, and a short, thick nose... I couldn't stop looking at him; those drill pants in a bright blue color accentuated his glorious buttocks... Perfect. And he walked like a good costeño: straight back, wide chest, strong, and buttocks held high (I envy the Afro genes they have).

I only had carry-on luggage, but I decided to st...