Summer run lesson yet again for Sweety

The Marines conquered Sweety by using her teasing tight hot little body...

Sweety stretched lazily in the morning sun, her lean, tanned body glistening as she rolled out of bed. She glanced over at Brad, who was still half-asleep, and smirked. His eyes flickered open, catching the sight of her in nothing but a thin tank top and even thinner panties. She had just finished masturbating and had stirred him from his deep sleep. The fabric clung to her curves, her nipples already hard from the heat. She knew exactly what she was doing.

"Gonna go for a run," she purred, stretching her arms above her head, making her tits press against the fabric. "Don’t wait up."

Brad groaned, his cock already twitching under the sheets. "You’re gonna kill me, woman."

Sweety laughed, blowing him a kiss before slipping into her brand new running outfit—$120 pink shorts so short they barely covered her ass, an $80 pink tight tank top that did nothing to hide her perky tits, and those little $350 runners that made her legs look even more toned. No panties. No bra. Just her natural, fuckable body. She ran as light as she could.

The desert heat hit her like a wall as she stepped outside, but Sweety didn’t care. She loved the way the sun warmed her skin, the way her body felt alive and needy. She tied her long black hair into two ponytails, letting the ends bounce against her shoulders as she started her run. Her braids whipped her almost turning her on with every step.

Brad watched from the window, his hand already wrapped around his cock. Fuck, she was a tease. And he loved every second of it.

He grabbed his drone, firing it up before launching it into the air. Sweety’s tight ass disappeared over the hill, and Brad followed, keeping her in sight. He adjusted the camera, zooming in on her perfect little body bouncing with every step.
Her bright pink outfit was an attention beacon for cum filled perverts. ,,(see photos below).

Then he saw them.

A group of Marines, their bodies glistening with sweat as they jogged along the same trail. Sweety was getting closer, her pace slowing as she neared them. Brad’s cock throbbed as he watched her curve around the bend, her shorts riding up just enough to tease the crease of her ass.

Sweety didn’t see them coming. She had her music on and head down running up the hill

One second she was running, the next she was surrounded. The Marines stopped, their eyes locked on her soaked tank top, her heaving chest, the way her shorts barely contained her. Her tanned soaked body needed to be licked from head to toe.

"Holy fuck," one of them muttered.

Sweety froze, her breath coming in quick gasps. Before she could react, hands were on her, pulling at her clothes. The Marines didn’t ask. They didn’t hesitate. They just took. Twenty hands pawed at her some pulling on her braids, others grabbing her waist and ass. As she swatted at them more grabbed her. They picked her up easily and carried her struggling flailing body off the trail to the woodline. Hands easily slid up her legs of her shorts grabbing her tight round firm ass. Fingers slipped in-between her ass cheeks penetrating her pulsing excited asshole. She moaned and pleaded. It excited them more. They groped her defenceless body to orgasm quickly.

Brad’s cock pulsed in his hand as he watched the scene unfold from above. She was was on the ground and pinned. Sweety’s brand new expensive shorts were pulled off in seconds, her waxed pussy glistening under the sun. Her tank top was stretched over her head, her tits bouncing free, her nipples hard as rocks. Her full form perky breasts were grabbed, squeezed sucked and fucked. Her runners were pulled off, her feet kicking as she was pinned to the ground.

"Please!" she squealed, but no one listened.

One hundred glistening, throbbing wet erect cocks waited their turn for some part of her.

Five of them made her shorts a soaked disgusting cum dump. They held the light flimsy fabric in a circle and rubbed pre-cum on them. Then they jerked off using the soft fabric to stimulate their cocks to ejaculation.

Hands grabbed her wrists, stretching her arms out as six of them held her down. Others knelt between her legs, their tongues diving into her dripping cunt. They played her pussy like an instrument. The attention was way to stimulating. Sweety moaned, her back arching as pleasure shot through her. She begged to cum and then did again.

Brad’s breath hitched. Fuck, she was being used hard and she loved it. He wanted to hear her cum over and over. He wanted to see cum ooze from between her legs. He wanted to see her tight tanned little body painted with strings of cum.

One of the Marines lined himself up and thrust inside her with a groan. Sweety’s scream was muffled as another shoved his cock between her lips, fucking her mouth with slow, deliberate strokes. Brad could see her throat bulging as she took him deep, her saliva dripping down her chin. Fill her he thought. The Marine with a 10" cock put his shaft right down her throat. She gagged and choked a little. He plugged her nose and fucked her face thrusting harder as he ejaculated down her throat. Sweety took it all.

The Marines took turns, passing her around like a fuck toy. Some came in her mouth, ropes of cum splattering across her face. Others came on her tits, their loads dripping down her stomach. One knelt between her legs, jerking himself off as he watched another fuck her tight ass. There was no shortage of loads. Some came very fast while others got their money's worth of tight pussy or pouty mouth time. Brad knew Sweety secretly liked the thicker cocks in her tight pussy. She couldn't get enough of that.

Brad’s cock ached as he watched her get flipped over, her face pressed into the dirt as a thick cock lined up behind her. She moaned into the ground, her ass trembling as the first thrust pushed inside. That ass specially in little shorts or jeans teased everyone. So many men had seen her wiggle it around and gone home and ripped one off to it. She deserved some cum in it for that he thought. The man in her ass came hard grunting as he released his seed into her tight throbbing ass. He ejaculated so much it came out of her with every thrust he jammed into her while ejaculating.

"Fuck yeah," Brad growled, his hand working his cock faster. He wanted to see her filled.

The Marines didn’t disappoint.

They took her in shifts, their stamina relentless. Sweety was a mess—her shorts torn and soaked in cum now sat on the ground beside her and her tank top stretched and useless also. Her body was now covered in marks and loads. She took every inch they gave her, her moans growing louder with each thrust.

Brad’s orgasm crashed over him as he watched the final Marine pull out, his cock glistening with Sweety’s spit and cum as he came all over her back. She collapsed from her sexy ass up presenting in the air, her body trembling, her pussy leaking. Not the first time and definately not the last Brad had seen this scene. He loved going to rescue her and then hear her ordeal from her. He was twisted too.

The Marines dispersed, leaving her there in the dirt, her body a canvas of their lust. Her body a 10/20, a teasing canvas of art to fuck.

Brad landed the drone, his breath ragged. He needed to go get his girl.

As he jogged toward the trail, he grinned. Sweety was going to be sore tomorrow. She had never looked so helpless and spent. Little moans came from her and coughs of spit up cum as she gathered her strength back. Brad masturbated again as he watched good amounts of cum drip between the gap in her legs. They really filled her this time he thought. Her legs trembled by themselves.

Sweety could not walk and had to be carried home. Brad grabbed her cummy shorts as she would wear those again. She was thrown over his shoulder and carried home. She was a slippery sweaty mess. Cum oozed out of her soaking Brad's shirt.

She told Brad in bed her favorite part is when she leaves dressed so fucking skimpy. She loves the fact very little fabric protects her sexy body. She gets wet wondering if anything will happen to her each time she goes out. She always wants more

1. If you were the commander of the Marines out running what would you do if you encountered her? Explain. She needs it worse than this story.
2. Any ladies out there would take Sweeties place if you had the chance?