A slut for errands

The black girl continues her pounding just as the bus driver under you screams, growls in pleasure, stroking and gripping your face as you continue to suck and fuck her while getting fucked. The bus driver starts laughing in ecstasy and the black girl’s moans get louder and more violent as she SLAMS her cock into your rear, AGAIN and AGAIN, roaring.

You feel a tingling in your arse as it grips around her member and you brace yourself, holding yourself inside the bus driver, as she blows her load, filling you with cum that spurts around the edge of your arse, as she continues to thrust, hammering the cream further into your belly. Your eyes roll back into your head as you feel the cum sliding round inside you, the bus driver grabbing your face and looking at your eyes.

“HA! I think we fucking broke him!”

The black girl snorts, thrusting more, harder now, clearly not hindered by any refractory period.

“Awww. Who’s a good little buttslut?” She continues to plot you, uncaring, smiling your arse continues to tighten around her member and you start to whisper, murmur, under your breath, mind broken. The bus driver leans into you, driving more tit for you to suck into your mouth.

“What was that?” You stammer and try to do your best to reply.

“Uhh, uhh, I - I am! I’m a buttslut!”

The black girl roars and finishes cumming, collapsing on top of you.

“Oh, gods. Such a tight hole... wish we could keep you...” Huh? “I’ve had my eye on you since you got on here. So... eager to please. Huh, you’ll do anything for us, right?” You nod furiously, suckling harder now. “Good. You’re going to be our little whore, pimped out to anyone with a dick big enough or a cunt. Just had to break you in...”

She gets up, pulling you out of the bus driver who lies back in exhaustion, holding you lengthways behind her head with ease, as if you were nothing but a doll. Cum practically floods out of you, all down her back, but she doesn’t care.

She steps off the bus with you in hand, and cars slow down around you, to honk and catcall your broken form, with the black woman laughing with some stacked amazons sitting in a car behind the bus, leering at your ass. Eventually, the door the bar is opened by a bouncer who slaps your ass as you go by, making more cum slide out as you cross the threshold into the smoky, booze and futa filled bar, every patron staring at you as you get dumped on a bar table and as the owner passes your captor a stack of money.

“For the week?” says the patron, to which the black girl nods, blows you a kiss and walks out. The room suddenly gets smaller, as more and more futas crowd around you, licking their lips and grabbing their bulging dicks in anticipation.