Instead of Sweety always getting it she sets her boyfriend up this time
Sweety always got gangbanged…this time she set up her boyfriend and lived one of her fantasies out…
Andrew laced up his new running shoes, the blue ones that hugged his feet just right. Sweety watched him with that mischievous smirk, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip as she bit back a laugh. “Turn around,” she commanded, her voice thick with something playful and wicked.
He obliged, and the moment her palm connected with his ass through the flimsy black shorts, he yelped. The fabric barely below his ass, the material so thin and light it might as well have been air. “These are *adorable* on you,” she purred, giving him another sharp smack. “Go for your run. Meet me up the road around mile six. And *enjoy* yourself.”
Andrew didn’t question it—why would he? A quick fuck in the woods sounded perfect during a sweaty run for motivation. He jogged out the door, the summer heat already sticking to his skin, his white tee clinging to his chest as he pushed himself into a steady rhythm.
By mile two, he was drenched, his muscles burning in that delicious way. He turned onto the side road where Sweety said she’d meet him, wiping sweat from his brow. That’s when he saw the van.
Two women stood beside it, one bent over the flat tire, her ass cheeks peeking out from under a tiny denim skirt. The other fanned herself with a hand, her dark hair tied up in a messy bun. Andrew slowed, jogging over. “Need a hand?”
The one with the skirt straightened, her lips curling into a grin that made his stomach flip. “Oh, *sweetie*,” she drawled, “we need *way* more than a hand.”
Before he could react, the van door slid open with a metallic *clang*. Strong arms yanked him inside, the mattress beneath him soft but firm as he was slammed onto his back. His wrists were cuffed above his head, the cold metal biting into his skin. His heart hammered against his ribs. All the ladies had jumped onto him
“Surprise, *Andrew*,” Sweety’s voice purred through a hidden speaker, her laughter echoing around him. He whipped his head around, but the van was too dark—he couldn’t see her. “You thought *you* were going to get off easy? No way, babe.”
“It’s your turn to get a little surprise for once”.
There were 7 women now in the van. They started stripping down with deliberate slowness. Smooth curves, perky tits, and hungry eyes locked onto him. One—all toned muscle and a buzz cut—straddled his chest, her waxed pussy hovering over his face. “Eat,” she ordered, pressing down until his nose was buried in her slick folds.
Andrew gagged, his tongue flicking desperately against her clit. She rode his face like a champ, smothering him until his lungs burned. His cock was already rock-hard, straining against the flimsy shorts.
Two others descended on him, tearing his shirt off with vicious tugs. Sharp teeth sank into his nipples, twisting until he screamed around the pussy on his mouth. His cock throbbed, desperate for touch. It was slapped hard.
Then they were on him hands, mouths, fingers digging into his thighs as they tore his shorts off in one brutal motion. Andrew was being degraded and used how his Sweety usually was. His legs were pinned. A mouth wrapped around his dick, hot and wet, biting it while another set of fingers wrapped around his shaft, choking him just enough to make his vision blur. Fingers pressed below his wet cock and slowly slid down teasing his asshole.
“Fuck—!” he gasped, his voice muffled against the pussy still suffocating him.
One of them flipped him over, cuffing his wrists together behind his back. Before he could process it, something slick, wet and cold pressed against his ass. A dildo. “You’re gonna take this *nice and deep*,” a voice snarled in his ear. “You slut!”
He clenched, but the moment it breached him, he howled. The woman behind him laughed, shoving it all 12″ in until his balls ached. Then she *fucked him* with it, her hips slamming against his ass as she used him like a toy.
Another woman lay beneath him, her legs spread wide. “Fuck me,” she demanded, guiding his cock inside her with a greedy moan. He thrust into her, his body a mess of sensation—dildo pounding his ass, mouth sucking his cock, hands everywhere.
A new face appeared in front of him, her thighs squeezing his ears as she forced his mouth onto her dripping cunt. “Clean me up,” she ordered, grinding against his face.
Andrew was lost. Used. Completely at their mercy. His orgasm built like a storm, his body trembling as the dildo worked him over, the woman beneath him moaning as she came around his cock.
“Cream him,” Sweety’s voice ordered from the shadows.
The woman beneath him gasped as he spilled inside her, his cum pumping deep. The dildo in his ass twitched, then emptied some sort of liquid, hot ropes of come filling him as the woman behind him groaned in satisfaction.and then she gushed spraying him from behind with her own juices.
One by one, they finished, their bodies glistening as they stretched out beside him, panting. Some stood over him fiercely rubbing themselves to spray on him. After they all had gotten off at least once the van door slid open, letting in blinding sunlight. Sweety’s laughter filled the air as she stepped inside, her hands on her hips. “So? Worth it?”
Andrew, still cuffed and trembling, could only groan in response. She smirked, leaning down to press a kiss to his sweaty forehead. “Poor baby”, she said uncuffing him. He fell outside of the van all naked and cum covered. “You like that you little slut?”Sweety asked? She threw a new little pair of shorts onto him and said, “run home now”.
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