Annie the driver takes a hands-on approach

"Any one else want a turn?"

There was no lack of eager response among the crowd of belligerently drunk sorority girls. Several were already haunching over you with a hungry look in their eyes.

But then, the bus jerked to a stop. Several of the more enebriated girls stumbled, and a few fell into a seat giggling.

Annie, the bus driver, piped up from the front.

"This is your stop, girls.", she said. "It was a fun rearview mirror show, I'll give you that, but if you want to continue the hanky-panky you'd have to go along for the rest of my ride."

"Tch," Monica said, "Too bad, babes. Gotta get off. We still gotta finish the prep for the community service program at the retirement home tomorrow."

A blonde, frog-faced girl who was standing and jerking off over your knocked-out body spoke up disappointedly. "Aww, but Moniii. Can't we take him with? Pass him around a bit in the dorms maybe?"

Monica chuckled as she tucked her still semi-erect dong back under her skirt. "Damn Ellie, we got like half a dozen fuckboys still chained up in the toilets, remember? There's probably still a few usable holes there, if you need 'em."

Ellie complained nasally. "But I like *this* onnne~uh. He's still freshhh~uh."

"That's true,", Monica conceeded. "But I ain't carrying this slut. We could order in mebbe? I know this pizza-place that only uses delivery boys.". She chuckled. "They never catch on."

Another blonde girl (who was more than a little overweight) perked up at the idea. "Ooh, I wanna calzone!"

Ellie considered the proposition as she groaned and distractedly ejaculated all over your face and stomach. "Hmm, if the boys're cute - unngg - enough, I guess."

The other blonde girl spoke up again. "Ooo, Moni, remember last time we lured one in and then made him eat a slice with all of our jizz on it?"

Several of the girls laughed, and another one replied. "Yeah he threw up all over Chandra's varsity jersey, shit was totes hilarious!"

Elle sighed as she squatted and squeezed a final spurt of semen into your hair, and then tucked herself in her panties. "Awright,", she acquiesced. "But I get first go this time! You bitches always stretch 'em out too much."

"Later, Annie!", Monica shouted to the driver.

The bickering, giggling crowd of college girls followed Monica out the bus raucously.

The bus started up again, and for a while everything was blissfully silent but for the purring sounds of the electric engine and the occasional bump in the road. You had been barely conscious to begin with, but the calm finally lulled you into a full black-out.

...

Dimly, you became aware of wet spittle landing on your forehead, and a distant grunting chuckle sound. And then, a sharp, furious stabbing pain shot you into full screaming consciousness.

As your eyes flicked open, you saw only dark asphalt - a strong, massive hand was holding your head pinned to its rough surface, face down.

It was Annie, the bus driver. She had dragged you off the bus into what seemed like a parking lot, and the reason she was holding you down so tightly was directly related to the incredible, blinding pain you were experiencing. It was to stop you squirming too much while Annie was forcing her entire right fist into your asshole.

It was excruciating. While Annie's forearm was actually maybe less girthy than Monica's penis, she had clearly rammed it in with little to no foreplay, and the hard knuckles, sharp manicured nails and her many rings and bracelets were scraping their way through your anal cavity brutally.

You screamed hoarsely, as the pain made you hyperventilate and your eyes tear up and bulge.

"Thaaat's right, baby, let Annie feel you out like a good little bitch.", Annie crooned huskily in her deep, gravelly voice - panting with combined arousal and exertion as she was sadistically fisting you. The spittle you felt earlier was dripping from her grinning mouth as she leaned over you - she was literally salivating all over your face.

If the pain wasn't taking your full attention you would have felt disgusted. Annie wasn't exactly a looker; all wrinkled skin draped across a seriously obese figure. Yellowed teeth amidst a crooked smile, and far too heavily made-up face. Both she and her spit smelled like a foul cocktail of sweat and stale cigarettes.

Annie's face looked horribly bloated and patchily flush with her excitement, as she explored your insides - now rhythmically slicking her fist in and out of your tender butthole.

"You little whore, you *groan* seductive little piece of trash, stinking up my bus, horning everybody up,", she was panting hoarsely into your ear. "This is what you get. Annie'll teach you good, boy. Gonna mess you up proper."

With a disgusted startle, you felt her begin to snake her rough tongue deep into your ear, slobbering into it and **** your ear canal with her mouth. As she slid out, she slimily licked the side of your face, nibbling hungrily at your cheeks with her smoke-stained incisors.

"Ya got a real *pant* gifted tush, baby, I'll give ya that. I can't believe how *pant* tight you already are again after that absolute wrecking Monica gave you back there. Hmm, still too loose for a proper fucking for little ol' Annie, but *pant* nice and tight for my fist to give ya some good hurtin', honey."

Nauseous with the pain, and clawing impotently at the pavement around, you finally found your voice.

"P- please... I-I just wanna get home...", you sobbed.

Annie perked up and giggled.

"Ooo, the waterworks always really get me going, doncha know. You --"

She brutally punched her fist extra deep into you without warning, **** your pleading shut.

"-- dumb -- "

Another, even deeper punch, now practically slamming her fist into the pavement through your belly.

"-- WHORE."

She jackhammered your battered insides a few more times for good measure, then slowly withdrew her thick forearm and fist and slicked out of your butt wetly - leaving a now comically distended and grotesquely prolapsed anus shivering on the ground.

You threw up.

Laughing, Annie took out her phone and flashed a few photos.

"That'll be going in my fapbank for sure... Nuh-uh you don't!"

You had begun crawling away impotently. Annie put a stop to it by not too gingerly stepping on your exposed nuts with her boot, crushing them painfully into the ground.

"Yer not going anywhere, honey. Annie still has to get her nut off!"

Twitching, shivering, you blubbered: "But... Please... I- I thought I was too loose anyway...?"

Annie chuckled again as she unzipped her pants and whipped out her cock. "Nice try, honey, but ya got more than one good hole, I'm sure. Now be a sweet little whore an' open that bitch mouth up."

You relented. At this point, what else could you do? This day had been a never-ending nightmare, might as well try to get it over with.

Annie squatted over you, spreading her massive, stretch-marked ass over your face - and unexpectedly grunted out a wet fart straight into your open mouth. Even with all the depravity you had experienced today, this new act of degradation managed to surprise you, and you coughed and gagged violently in response to the vile smell and taste.

Annie was cackling. "See I'm even bein' nice and lubin' ya up beforehand, ain't I a sweetheart? Don't wanna get shit on my stick though, so... unnhnnh."

She had repositioned, aimed her dick at your face and began washing you with a warm flow of her putrid, dark-yellow urine. She slapped her cock into your face a few times to shake out the last few drops. Then she grabbed a fistful of your hair - with the same hand she had fisted you with, as you could clearly smell. With the other other she lined up her cock, softly rubbing your lips and cheeks with its glans.

"Such a, hmm, soft little whore...", she moaned, almost gentily.

Unfortunately though, her cock was as foul as the rest of her. Modestly sized, but crooked, almost entirely covered with a sticky mass of greying pubic hair - and filthy. If you thought Margaret had been bad, Annie took it to the next level. Given her weight, she could probably barely reach down there to clean - and clearly never took the effort. Chunks of ossified smegma dotted the folds of her warty foreskin, and a thick mix of slimy, foamy gunk spread over most of her purplish, bumpy member. The gigantic folds of fat all around her genitals clearly hiding their own layers of uncleaned gunk to add to the heady smell.

As she smeared her tip across your face in breathy preparation, she got rid of the worst of it and - forcefully pulling your head up and closer - inserted herself into your oral cavity, sliding fully into your uncontrollably gagging throat.

"Ffuuuuuuccck!", Annie gasped as she relished what was obviously the first male attention she had gotten in a while. She now leaned forward on both hands and lied down over your face. You were immediately covered in a blanket of heavy flesh as the grossly protruding folds of her stomach and hairy mound engulfed you. And Annie began to pound, fiercely thrusting herself into you - and your skull into the pavement.

Each downward thrust was terrifying, as Annie's incredible size and weight crashed down on your skull and upper body with a thunderous SLAM time and time again, knocking you against the floor and almost cracking your skull. She was so fat that your head remained entirely engulfed in her bulbous flesh even when she was fully pulled back. The smell was toxic. Sweat was practically streaming down every part of the aging bus driver as she exerted herself by using you. And it was flowing into your eyes, nose and ears as you were **** in the darkness of her fleshy prison. Your skull rattled violently into the asphalt with each heaving, gargantuan plap.

Thankfully, if you had any gratitude remaining to be mustered, Annie didn't last too long. With a few ****, pounding final thrusts, she hilted and collapsed on top of you, shooting splurt after splurt of thick, gelatinous spunk down your throat and into your stomach.

"OOOooo, ffffuuuucck, UNG. YES. Take me, take me, TAKE MY FUCKIN' LOAD YOU WHORE!", she bellowed as she violently ground you into the pavement during her protracted orgasm. She stretched her toes out and tensed up to push her full weight into you, **** to **** herself into your throat as deeply as possible while she emptied herself.

The volume was incredible - and as she continued to come, spurts of her putrid, moldy semen began to flow back up and leak out your mouth, nose and ears. You felt her furry ballsack draped over your chin, contracting to eject jet after jet after jet until finally, slowly, Annie's orgasm subsided.

Panting, exhausted, dripping with sweat, Annie took a few minutes before gingerly getting back on her knees and peeling herself off of you. She was almost fully upright before your head finally plopped free from inbetween her rancid flabs with a soppy squelch - and hit the ground with a worrying crack, passed out and battered.

When you finally woke up in a cold and stiff shiver, you found yourself still on the pavement; naked, ****, beaten in the middle of an empty parking lot in the middle of nowhere. Annie and the bus long gone.