After a hard night of partying with her friends, 52 year old Faye was left alone on the crowded bus on a Saturday night. She definitely had more than her fair share to drink and probably should have called a taxi, but she had somehow convinced herself that she'll be fine catching the bus - despite the fact that the bus she caught meant going the long way round: a near forty five minute trip before it got to her stop.

Her friends hooked up with some boys from the club and left her to her own devices (what a pair of skanky bitches, she thought) and somehow, despite having drinks brought for her half the night by a group of promising young men, she found herself deprived when said group got into a fight with another one and as a result were escorted out of the club by police.

To make matters worse, she was sure by now that someone had definitely put something in one of her drinks at some point. Every little accidental touch or bump sent shockwaves through her. Causing the nipples on her thirty two C cups to go extremely hard, almost to the point of discomfort, if it wasn't for the fact that their rubbing against her tightly fitting pink shirt was causing her to soak her black thong in her matching pink skirt that barely went beyond her thighs. She was also wearing pink high-heeled shoes that made her round but firm arse stick out even further, causing all the men on the bus to stare.

Her red lipstick went well with the black mascara - the colour of which matched long black hair that reached down to her shoulders. She had a good figure for her age and wasn't afraid to show it, despite the protests from her now adult son who lived with his own wife and child. He would often tell her that she shouldn't be going out dressing like some kinda teenaged slut, but as Faye pointed out, her husband Mark passed away nearly four years ago, and the idea of starting a new relationship just wasn't something she was interested in. If she was going to be single, then she might as well enjoy the single life whilst she is still able to.

But right now, she couldn't help but feel that maybe she had bitten off more than she could chew. Here she was, alone on this bus, pressed in on all sides by strangers, strangely feeling more and more aroused with every single electrifying touch that sent a jolt coursing through her body, making her tingle all over and causing her pussy to become drenched. Her head was swimming, her breathing more ragged.

Oh fuck, she thought, some prick definitely drugged me!

A bump in the road, and she lost her balance, falling into the arms of some stranger.

"S'rry, " she murdered drunkenly, she tried to look up to the man she fell into, but this only caused the bus to spin, so she decided not to do that again and kept her eyes firmly on the floor, pretending to be interested in her shoes.

The man didn't seem to mind. In fact....he didn't seem to mind at all, according to the bulge Faye noticed in his jeans. That could only mean that his cock was erect, she thought, oh god! Why am I just getting more turned on by this?!

To make matters worse, the stranger's hands appeared to be doing some exploring of their own, choosing to move up under her blouse and feeling her breasts, causing Faye's breath to hitch in her throat. She had every intention of telling him to fuck off, yet instead she had to fight to stifle a moan as his fingers played with her nipples under the bra she was wearing. She bit her lip to prevent herself from making any noise, as her own hand wandered down to the bulge in the stranger's trousers, her feeling the length and girth through the fabric before unzipping them.

People on the bus were turning their heads to see the sight, Faye could feel their eyes on her, but didn't seem to care as the electric sensation coursing through her made every touch amplify its effects tenfold. Her hand stroked the extra thick member, stroking it up and down as it became unleashed and in full view, just as his hands moved down to underneath her skirt, pulling her thing to one side so that his own fingers can stroke, tease and then invade her aching, needy pussy.

She moaned at the intrusion, feeling his fingers working like pistons in and out of her pussy, the sound of her soaking wet sex cutting through the bus as the crowd moved in closer for a better view, some had their phones out to video the whole thing. Because of her high heels, Faye was the perfect size for the stranger to slip his cock between her legs, which is precisely what he did once he had her shaking at the legs from the overwhelming sensation of his fingers diving deep inside her pussy. He started to fuck her thighs, Faye pressing them together to give him a better experience as her soaking wet fuckhole lubricated his long cock as he thrusted it between her thighs, the full length of it rubbing against her entrance, causing her to moan.

He pulled further back, angling the head of his cock at her entrance and pushed upwards, filling her up with one long push. She groaned loudly as people on the bus started cheering, chanting over and over for him to "fuck the slut", so, grabbing her arse - which was now in full view as her skirt was hiked up to her hips - he thrusted hard, with long deliberate thrusts to ensure that she enjoyed every inch of his length and he enjoyed every second of her dripping wet pussy.

In the clouded, over stimulated corners of her mind, Faye worked out that she was due her period next week. That meant she was ovulating.

"D-don't cum inside, " she moaned, the words barely audible, "I'm ovulating...not on the...pill."

This seemed to excite the crowd, as those who heard her words started to cheer even louder and their chants from "fuck the slut" turned to "cum in her, cum in her!"

Her breasts completely exposed, the stranger suckled on her nipples as his cock thrusted inside her pussy even faster, causing Faye to have an orgasm so powerful that she screamed loudly. Her legs started to go weak, but two other men held her up so that her "assailant" (surely that's what he is in this situation? She thought, but it didn't sound right) could continue to drive his cock into her, his thighs slapping against her as his cock buried itself over and over again into her cervix, until finally, with a growl, he erupted deep inside of her.

The crowd cheered, the two of them standing there still for a minute, both panting. He pulled out and soon had to press the button for the bus to stop - even though he had missed his four stops ago.

Faye didn't know how she got back home, all she knew was that she had cum dripping down her legs and that after the first had a go, then went in another cock, this time from behind, then once he had cum inside, another took it's place. Then another. Then another. By the time she had gotten off the bus, her legs were weak and everything was just a strange blur.

But, despite the rather dubious nature of it all, she rather enjoyed the experience. If she hasn't been caught and not carrying a sprog inside her after this, she might have another go again sometime soon. Or heck, even if she had one growing in her, she might go back still.