Twisted Desires Leading to a Brutal Ending

"Come on Karen, I want to have a taste too," a red head lady said to her friend sitting on Johnny's rock hard cock, riding him with such vigor it was almost unnatural.

Her head flung back in ecstasy, and she moved faster until she was almost coming, but before she could get the satisfaction of riding a young cock, she was pushed off the dick by a blonde milf waiting by the side.

"Not today, Karen!" The blonde milf screamed as she hopped on Johnny's seven inches.

The redhead lady, Pamela, gasped in shock. She was supposed to be next, and now her position had been taken. She frowned slightly, but the next second she moaned, more juices from her pussy pouring into Johnny's mouth.

"Yeah, lick it harder!" She voiced out, her sultry voice piercing Johnny's ears like an arrow.

Johnny got harder by hearing those words, and the blonde, Cheryl, felt his throbbing cock digging deeper into her.

Two more ladies sat on a sofa not too far from the scene, fingering their hairy pussies and sucking on their nipples. Their legs were spread widely, one raised up and resting on the sofa, while the other on the floor.

Johnny laid on the floor, his two arms bound by a makeshift rope made from bra straps. His legs were behind Cheryl, his feet pressed flatly against the ground for balance as his waist moved up and down vigorously, pounding Cheryl harder as she squatted over him.

Pamela sat on Johnny's face, rubbing his nipples, chest and abs, and pleasuring him in the best ways possible.

The intercourse wasn't just one-sided. Johnny was having the time of his life too. Although he was forced into this by these drunk milfs, he didn't regret it one bit.

He had snuck out of home to the nightclub with his friends on a Friday night, only for one of the ladies to approach him, taking him to a corner and begin to blow him.

He had always had a hard time getting bitches to clap, but here he was, getting raped. He was the main character of a reverse gang bang, and he was loving every second of it.

He sucked on Pamela's clit harder, fucked Cheryl harder, and at some point, began to finger Carolyn and Teresa, the two other milfs.

His hands were unbound, and he was given free reign to use them as he pleased.

Johnny explored their bodies, doing some terrible stuff he knew he was never going to get the chance to do.

As a 19 years old teenager, he wasn't given much freedom in his home, mostly because his father was a Police officer who claimed he was the 'law', and wouldn't let Johnny do anything promiscuous.

His mother was a housewife, and she monitored him like a hawk.

Fortunately, his parents had celebrated their anniversary and drank a little too much.

Johnny ate ass, banged ass, and even got his own ass eaten. The rim job he got was probably the first and last, but it was worth it. It was the best.

Pamela eventually got to spread her legs for Johnny after much struggle with the others. Johnny took slow and fast rhythms in intervals, rubbing her clits at the same time and milking her E cup tits.

He buried his face in them. E cup, D cup and luckily enough, F cup, which belonged to Teresa.

In spite of Teresa's jugs size, they were firm and not saggy. Soft at the same time, and produced enough milk to drench him.

Five hours straight, the sounds of flesh slapping flesh and the moans of a man and some women were the only thing that could be heard… until the man's moans turned pained and laboured.

"Come on now little Johnny, we're not finished yet," Carolyn said, her face having a twisted smile as she moved her body rhythmically over Johnny's.

"I.. can't go on, anymore," Johnny stammered, his chest heaving.

PAH!

A slap jerked his head to the side.

"You're not the one who decides that!" One of the ladies claimed, picking up a bottle of wine and downing its contents. She burped loudly, a foul stench wafting from her mouth into the stuffy atmosphere.

The nightclub was already void of people, the women having spent some cash to clear it of everyone. They had it all to themselves, just so they could fulfil their dark desires.

Johnny was on cloud nine when it all began, moaning like the perv that he was, and now he had hit rock bottom, moaning in despair and extreme pain.

Why? Well, his dick was bleeding, and the women didn't seem intent on stopping.

What was a situation most teenagers would wish to be in, had turned into a horrific nightmare in no time.

The milfs took turns riding the bleeding dick, their libido only growing with each passing moment.

They didn't care if Johnny was in pain or not. As long as his dick was hard, then there was no problem… and there the problem laid for Johnny.

'Why the fuck am I still hard?!!' he asked himself, hopelessly searching for an answer. 'Do I have Priapism?'

Carolyn bounced harder on his dick, her wall tightening until she came, and so did Johnny.

"You see," Carolyn said, her eyes lingering on Johnny's reddened face. "You still have more in you, so why the complaints?"

Johnny remained silent.

His arms were unbound, but he just didn't have the necessary energy to escape. He didn't know what they might do to him if he tried, but he needed to do something. Anything.

He had barely begun to formulate a plan in his head when Karen squatted over him, and took his dick in her arms.

She smiled. "Still harder than steel," she said to herself and pushed the shaft slowly into her body.

They both moaned simultaneously, one from pleasure, and the other from pain.

Johnny's dick throbbed, and blood poured from its tip, spilling into Karen's womb and filling her up.

"Yes! Yes!" Karen uttered, a deranged smile on her face as she moved up and down.

The rest of the women watched the scene unfold with smiles, touching themselves roughly and weirdly.

Johnny's body began to twitch. He was losing too much blood. His muscles spasmed, and his face twisted in pain.

He looked to be having a seizure, but in a twist, this only made the women hornier, and they didn't make a move to help Johnny. They watched him with slutty looks, their hands moving to pleasure each other.

At this point, Johnny was just wishing for death. There was no way he was going to survive so much blood loss, even worse, no one would know how he died because he had snuck out.

Johnny was so angry, frustrated and pained, that he began to curse the women internally, swearing at them down to their third generation.

And when all faith seemed lost, and his hopes were dashed, something occurred.

[You have angered the Goddess of Lust by cursing her daughters]

[You have received a God Summon]

[An Evidentiary Hearing would be held in 2 Seconds]

[Transporting Defendant to the Goddess of Lust's Court]