Another teasing run gangbang on my Sweety

Everytime she goes out running she ends up a cum filled and cum splattered pin cushion....

Jake wondered why the front door creaked open, when he
pressed against it? He stepped inside and smelled the familiar scent of home mixing with something else—something musky, salty, and undeniably *fucked*. His boots thudded against the hardwood as he kicked them off, but his brow furrowed when he noticed the open door to the bedroom down the hall. A low, breathy moan drifted toward him, followed by the unmistakable sound of skin shifting against wet fabric.

His pulse quickened.

The hallway was a minefield of discarded clothes—Sweety’s neon-pink running shoes, one sock balled up near the wall, her tiny tiny black running shorts crumpled like they’d been torn off in a hurry. His fingers twitched as he stepped closer, the moans growing louder, needier. The bedroom door was ajar, and through the gap, he saw her. Picture this is how my Sweety lay.

Q/ if you found poor Sweety like this what would you do to her?

Sweety lay face down on their king-sized bed, her tanned, little body sprawled out like a feast. The blankets were a tangled mess on the floor, the sheets beneath her soaked and twisted, dark with sweat and *other* things. Cum, do much ejaculate it looked unreal! Her legs were spread obscenely wide, toes pointed inward like she’d been fighting against something—or someone—holding her down. The bruises on her ankles were unmistakable: finger-shaped, deep, like she’d been pinned open.

Jake’s cock twitched in his jeans.

A thick streak of cum glistened on her calf, drying in the late afternoon light. More bite marks dotted the backs of her thighs, little crescent moons of red where teeth had sunk in. She was ever so slowly humping the mattress, slow and mindless, her hips rolling in tiny, desperate circles. Her ass—*fuck*, her ass—was a masterpiece of handprints, the skin flushed and swollen from what had to be a serious spanking. Between her thighs, a river of cum oozed from her pussy and asshole, dripping onto the sheets in slow, lazy strings. A puddle had formed.

His breath hitched.

Her back was a canvas of splattered cum, some fresh, some already drying in sticky patches. Her long black hair hung in a tangled, cum-crusted mess over the edge of the bed, her head dangling off the side. A thick rope of cum stretched from her parted lips, trembling on the verge of dripping onto the floor. Below her, a puddle of the stuff glistened on the hardwood—spit-out, swallowed, maybe even thrown up. Lots.

Jake’s mouth watered.

She whimpered, her voice raw, like she’d been screaming for hours. Her wrists were bound above her head with one of her own leather belts, the buckle digging into her skin. The sight of her—his *Sweety*, his usually feisty, stubborn girlfriend—reduced to this trembling, used-up mess made his dick ache.this time her ridiculously sexy little body had finally been fucked into submission. She had probably fought like crazy but was then taught a lesson. Jake could imagine her little screams and shrieks being made. That would have turned the men on more.

He knew what had happened.

She’d gone running alone again, despite his warnings. And some fuckers had seen her, followed her home, and *taken* what they wanted over and over again. Ten of them, if the state of her was any indication. Dicks in every hole, repeated loads painting her inside and out. Her flat stomach was distended, swollen with all the cum she’d been forced to swallow. She’d been *destroyed*. And fuck, if that didn’t make his blood boil in the best way.

He stepped closer, silently moving on the carpet. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, her body still rocking against the bed like she couldn’t help herself. He knelt behind her, his hands sliding up her thighs, feeling the sticky residue of cum and sweat. She gasped as his fingers traced the bruises on her ass, then dipped between her legs, gathering the thick mess dripping from her pussy. They had filled that tight little cunt well.

“You *like* this, don’t you?” he murmured, his voice rough. “Little slut couldn’t even wait for me to get home before getting filled up by a whole fucking gang.”

"I'm sorry baby," she moaned.

She whimpered, her hips jerking as his fingers pressed inside her, scooping out more cum. He brought it to his lips, tasting the salt of other men on her, and groaned. Then he leaned in, his tongue dragging up her slit, licking her clean. She cried out, her body trembling as he ate her out, his fingers working her asshole, stretching her open.

“Fuck, you’re *filthy*,” he growled, pulling back just long enough to spit on her hole before diving back in, his tongue fucking her like he was starving. She came with a broken scream, her body convulsing, her pussy clenching around nothing as she rode out the waves.

Jake didn’t give her time to recover. He stood, unbuckling his belt with one hand while the other fisted his cock, already leaking. He lined himself up with her gaping, cum-slicked asshole and pushed inside in one rough thrust.

Sweety screamed.

He groaned, his hands gripping her hips hard enough to leave more bruises. “That’s it, take it,” he grunted, slamming into her over and over, his balls slapping against her swollen pussy. “You *deserved* this, you know. Running alone like a fucking idiot. Now look at you—just a little cum dumpster for whoever wants a turn.”

She moaned ever so loudly, her body shaking as he fucked her, her asshole stretching around him, taking every deep thrust. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, and she came again, her body locking up as she wailed.her pussy soaked with excitement and baby juice.

Jake didn’t last much longer. Sweety knew her boyfriends cock was ready to empty into her slutty, naughty body. She mumbled to him to give it to her. With a loud groan, he buried himself deep and came, his cum mixing with the others’ inside her, filling her up even more. He pinned her down hard to the bed as she made sure his balls were completely emptied. He then eventually pulled out slowly, watching as his load drip from her gaping hole.

Sweety whimpered, her body still trembling.

He leaned down, pressing a kiss to her shoulder. “Next time, *listen* to me,” he murmured, his voice dark with promise. “Or I’ll let more of them have you again.”

A week later they watched this lesson from the security cameras in the house. Sweety fingered herself 5 times to orgasm watching her lesson. A true nympho slutty! She would be gangbanged many many more times.