NOTE: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are over 18 yrs of age.
"Is there anyone you want us to call Miss? The Police maybe?" The Transit cop was saying something to Jen. No, she definitely did NOT want anyone else to know about her bus ride gang-bang.
"The Driver found this purse and lap top in the back of the bus. I assume these are yours?" he asked. Jen nodded, and absently sifted through her belongings. Her dress was sticky with sperm and semen, as was her bra. Her missing panties had likely been taken by one of those frat boys as a souvenir. Everything seemed to be in her purse, even her phone, though it wasn't in the pocket she usually kept it in.
Jen's Hubby was out of town this week on a business trip, so at least she didn't have to explain herself to him. Her 18 yr old Stepson David was still at work, so she had time to shower and get herself cleaned up. Afterward she poured herself a shot of whiskey, and a second, for good measure. It was only when she heard her phone chime that she became aware of the time. Her Stepson would be home soon, But who would be texting her on her work phone at this time of night?
She pressed her thumb to the ID sensor. Unknown sender... spam most likely. But when she opened the text, she nearly choked. There were over two dozen images...of her, sucking and fucking those black frat boys on the bus!! Photos of her covered in shiny spurts of jizz, globs of black sperm dripping from her face, her hair, her tits. Close-up pix of her cunt leaking their black seed. Even more disturbing though were the photos that showed her cumming hard while those college boys did dirty things to her. Or was from the things they made her do to them....
Jen realized her hand was down the front of her satin panties, rubbing her swollen clitoris!! She wanted to cum, she NEEDED to cum. In her mind she replayed what had happened on that bus.
Ohhhgawd! It hit her like an electric shock... such an intense orgasm that it made her legs quiver. She could feel her cunt juice spraying, not dripping, from her convulsing
cunt. It was all she could do to keep standing. And then the door opened!!
"Mom, I'm home!" God, he mustn't see her like this. Shakily she pulled her hand from her panties and walked from the kitchen to greet her Stepson.
Later, alone in her bedroom she tried to puzzle it out. Who could have sent those pix? How did he have her contact info? Who else had those pix, or had seen those pix? Someone on that bus must have rifled through her purse while she was being used as a cum-dump! Whoever it was had found her phone, and likely pressed her thumb on the sensor during her confusion to unlock it. Did they have all her contacts...her family, friends, co-workers?
OMG, she felt so humiliated and violated again. But something else too. Jen realized her cunt was leaking...soaking her panties. And her nipples under her thin top were pointy and stiff. She was excited again! What sort of slut was she becoming? And what about the pregnancy risk? What if she was knocked up with a black baby?? She'd been off the pill for a few years now, ever since hubby had gotten a vasectomy.
Think Jen! When was your last period? She glanced at the calendar on her phone, did the math... and felt a wave of relief wash over her. It was just over a week since her last period.
But she couldn't deal with that now. Her hand was back between her spread legs, rubbing and teasing her aching clitty. She slipped off her white satin panties, spread her legs as wide as she could and began stuffing her fingers in ands out of her squishy cunt. God, she was sooo wet! Was some of their black sperm still inside her, leaking out now? That thought pushed her over the edge! With a stifled moan she felt herself cumming hard, once, then again, then a third time. The last thing that went through her mind as she lapsed in exhausted sleep was...God, i'm becoming such a cunt!
The annoying alarm on her bed-side clock woke Jen from a heavy sleep. God she was tired, and sore! Her cunt ached, from over-use she imagined. But it was a pleasurable ache all the same. The blonde wife doubted she'd ever had that many orgasms in one day... ever!
Jen slipped on her panties, and a robe and wandered downstairs to the kitchen for coffee. Even just walking seemed to stimulate her clitty. Her fat cunt labes rubbed her sore pleasure button and made her pussy wet. God, she really WAS becoming a cunt! Nobody in the kitchen. David had early practice and had already left for school.
Oh SHIT! There on the counter-top was her phone, right where she'd left it when her Stepson got home and interrupted her masturbating in the kitchen. Had she remembered to lock it? NO!! When she picked it up, those nasty photos were still on the screen! But had he looked on her phone? Had he seen those pix?
IF he had seen them, would he say anything? What would he think of his slutty Stepmom being black-banged? Some of his jock team-mates were black. Jen admitted to herself that she felt conflicted whenever she noticed her David's black friends watching her around the house. They were all over 18, so it wasn't like they weren't old enough, but it felt kind of funny since she'd known some of these boys for years, even babysat for a few when they were much younger.
Over the next few days Jen pondered over who might have sent her that dirty text message. She'd half expected to receive more, but it was four days now, and nothing. Maybe she'd been worrying for nothing.
An email chime on her lap top snapped Jen back to reality. It was probably work, asking her to stop and pick up something on her way in to the office. But it wasn't work at all. It was another set of photos, more pix of her having sex on the bus!
This time there were a few video clips included as well. Jen clicked on one to open the file and heard herself squealing and moaning like a bitch in heat as she was bounced up and down on some nameless black guy's cock! The other vid clips were much the same, but she found herself mesmerized by the humiliating way she had responded to their black cocks. She LOOKED and sounded like one of those sluts in the porn movies, insatiable for black cocks and cum! As she watched herself onscreen, fucking and cumming again and again, she felt gushes of twat sauce soaking her panty crotch. She needed to cum...again, but no time now! She barely had time now to get ready and still make the bus.
Late for work, and a stressful day, wondering again who had sent the text and now that email. And it didn't help at all that the videos had reawakened her feelings of need and guilt.
It felt good to get home, though the bus ride from downtown to the "burbs" had presented it own anxieties, as she often worried about seeing those black guys show up on her regular commute. David was going straight from school to work, so Jen had the house to herself. She slipped out of her dress and into a short robe over her bra and panties, then poured herself whiskey and coke. She opened her lap top and clicked on that mystery email with the video clips, searching for any clue who to who might have sent it, and why.
