元ビデオモデルを掘ったら潮びしゃびしゃに吹いてた（没動画）
It was a sweltering summer evening, and the air was thick with anticipation as hundreds of men gathered in a dimly lit, underground smut den. The walls were lined with flickering screens, each displaying a different deviant video. In the center of the room sat a revved-up audience, their eyes fixated on a monitor showcasing the night’s main event: “Elemental Video Model – Unearthed”. The title alone sent shivers down their spines.
The video began with an aerial shot of a sprawling, barren field. The camera panned out, revealing a small, seemingly normal farmhouse nestled in the middle of the expanse. Suddenly, an explosion of activity! Three burly farmers burst through the front door, each one a mountain of pure, raw, manly musculature. They carried a fourth man, bare and limp, over their broad shoulders.
With a grunt, they threw the victim onto the dusty ground. It was the elemental video model, advertised to be the world’s greatest find. And boy, was he a find! Smooth, blemish-free skin, a plump, juicy ass that seemed to ripple even without movement, and an impressive package dangling between his legs. The crowd went wild at the sight.
The farmers circled their prey like wolves. The largest one, grizzled and battle-scarred, stepped forward and spat on the ground. “Time to plow the field,” he growled. His men cackled and began to undress.
“What’s going on?!” the model stammered, finally coming to. His eyes went wide as saucers when he saw the three growing erections pressing towards him. He tried to crawl away, but they surrounded him, each roughly grabbing a chunk of his luscious flesh and pulling him in different directions like a tug-of-war rope.
The leader barked out a command in Japanese. The model whimpered and went limp again, either from fright or excitement. The farmers contemplated which end to plunder first. The camera zoomed in as they made their decision – the model’s furled rosebud pucker winked at them from its pale, plump valley.
The leader squirted lube from a bottle onto his rigid shaft, then pressed the slick tip against the twitching brown hole. The model yelped and struggled, but the farmers held him firm. The leader shoved forward, breaching the tight ring of muscle with a lewd squelch.
“Nnghhh! Please, not there…” the model whined. “I’ve never…” But his protests morphed into a guttural moan as the fat cock head popped past his second hole. The farmers groaned in unison, their faces twisted in cruel glee as they stretched the model’s virgin ass wider and wider.
The leader began to pump his hips, savagely cramming his thick rod deeper inside. The moan turned into a high-pitched keen, a sound of overwhelming penetration and unexpected pleasure. Rivulets of clear fluid seeped out from the model’s stiffening member, soaking the dry earth.
The two other farmers coated their own cocks in lube and rubbed the slippery heads against the model’s gaping, spit-drooling mouth and rosebud asshole. The brute at the model’s front seized him by the hips and buried himself balls-deep in one merciless thrust. At the same time, the leader in his rear plowed forward, impaling his throbbing shaft to the hilt. “NnghhhhhHHHHH!” the model howled, drool spraying from the hole stuffed in his mouth.
The gang-bang had begun. The farmers pistoned their hips, pounding into the model’s (involuntarily) offering holes with animalistic vigor. His muffled wails quickly turned into garbled moans and shrieks of total surrender. The camera caught more close-ups: spit strings connecting the squirming, gasping model to the sweating, grunting men; cocks glistening dark with lubricant as they plunged and pulled from the red, raw orifices; fat balls slapping against the model’s quivering, sensate flesh.
The pace intensified. The model’s eyes rolled back in his head as his neglected third member jerked and spurted, fountaining pearly seed all over his heaving chest and belly. His stuffed holes clenched and shivered, milking the encroaching cocks for their loads.
“AaAaAAAaAAAAHHH!” the model croaked hoarsely. All three farmers bellowed, spraying thick, viscous semen deep inside him, marking him as their territory. The exquisite pain and pleasure overloaded the model’s senses. His mind went blank as he became nothing more than a receptacle for the trio’s hot, virile essence.
The men pulled out, their expedition over. Mounds of creamy spunk poured out of the model’s violated, twitching holes. He lay motionless, eyes unfocused, covered in a sheen of cum and his own fluids. The audience watched in vicarious ecstasy, the lewd squelches and splashes a cruel symphony played by the submissive, used lover.
The camera cut away, leaving the model in a puddle of spunk, humiliated and utterly satisfied. The audience erupted into depraved cheers and applause, the crudest men high-fiving each other over the total conquest of the legendary video star. He lay helpless, beautiful and destroyed, a masterpiece of ravishment and ruin.
