A Very Intense Evening

The bike ride home is yet another humiliation for Josh. Still completely naked and erect he endures honks from cars and vulgar shouts from women on the street. Finally they get back to the cottage where Josh only has four women leering at his bare body.

"Well," Natasha begins, once the group is safely inside, "Doctor's orders. We need to make that thing of yours burst by any means necessary. I think I can find it in myself to help."

She starts to stroke Josh's throbbing cock and he can't help but loudly moan. Tina sneaks up and pushes him onto one of the beds holding him down as Natasha continues to stroke. Josh can't help but react even more wildly to this as a kink he didn't even know he had is unlocked.

"We're a little bit shy though" says Jessica. "If we are going to really try our best to help you out would you mind wearing this?"

Jessica holds out a sleep mask. Josh is incapable of speech outside of his uncontrollable groans and moans. He is terrified at this point of any fabric touching his skin, but he can't find any way to communicate that with Natasha and Tina having their way with him.

"I'll take that as a yes" declares Jessica with a smile.

She straps the mask tightly to Josh's face, and to his immense relief there is no pain or discomfort, other than it being slightly too tight. He is plunged into full darkness and almost immediately he feels warmth and wetness engulf his aching cock. Someone has shoved his dick into their mouth. He presumes it was Natasha, but with the mask he can't be sure. He is barely able to process this when he feels something warm and damp press up against his mouth. It is open from his continued moaning and he tastes something salty and musky. He almost can't believe it but he has to conclude that one of his companions had pressed their bare pussy up against his face. He has no idea whose it is. Not knowing what to do he does his best to lick and suck, trying to pay attention to the sounds coming from this woman over his own, now muffled, moans, to guide his efforts.

Without warning the mouth leaves his needy dick and is replaced by a tighter and even more stimulating sensation. The only explanation he can imagine for this change is that someone is know riding his hard cock. It feels incredible. Like nothing he's ever experienced before. He can't believe this sensation isn't bringing him over the edge. The pain in his balls is building even as the pleasure increases. He isn't sure whether he would end this if he could, though he knows that the situation is entirely out of his control.

Josh loses all sense of time as he submits fully to the sensations he is feeling. Sometimes the pussies on his face or cock briefly leave only to be replaced by, presumedly, another one of his companions. Hands caress, grope and pinch all over his body as his face and dick continue to be ridden.

Hours, days, or years later he is eventually left alone. Still in darkness, his body still begging for release, but fully exhausted, he is able to sleep a bit easier.