Don Scott
Two raped schoolgirls

CHAPTER ONE

Sandy Hamilton wasn't thinking about anything but her upcoming English exam. She hadn't kept up with the work and now she was in the basement of the high school library, cramming.

She pushed a strand of strawberry blonde hair away from her eye, unmindful of the silence around her. All the other students had gone, leaving her alone in the musty basement of the ancient library. Sandy hadn't yet learned to be wary of being alone in such places.

It was a lesson she would soon learn.

Sandy was one of the most beautiful girls in the high school. She had bright eyes that sparkled when she felt happy or mischievous, and hair that fell in loose waves to several inches past her shoulders. Sandy wanted to be an actress, and she kept her hair in a Farrah Fawcett-style, parting it slightly off center, combing it away from her face in loose, silky waves.

Her body measured a cock hardening, but it wasn't her body that drove men and boys crazy with lust. It was her face. She was simply so damn beautiful that every man wanted to fuck her. Her mouth was so sensual that the thought of Sandy Hamilton giving a blowjob was all but guaranteed to give a boy a throbbing – and sometimes embarrassing – hard-on.

Sandy did not hear the two sets of footsteps as she turned the of her textbook. She was hunched over the book, concentrating on the complexities of the English language. Then, she heard a sound and looked up from the book.

"Be very quiet and you won't get hurt," the masked man said.

The teenager's mouth went bone dry in an instant.

She couldn't have screamed even if she wanted to. There were two boys, dressed in letterman's jackets, jeans and leather jogging shoes. They looked almost identical – including the ski masks they wore.

"Who are you?" Sandy finally managed to ask, her voice quivering with fear.

The taller of the two said, "You can think of me as the Phantom."

"And I'm Trouble," the shorter one said.

"Stand up," Phantom said, his voice soft yet firm, letting Sandy know that she couldn't do anything but follow his orders exactly. "Stand and turn around."

The strawberry blonde turned around slowly, feeling their eyes on her body. Despite her fear, she could feel the pussyjuice moistening the rosy lips of her cunt. Sandy was an exhibitionist at heart. She wanted to be an actress and she loved it whenever anyone watched her.

"Take your clothes," Trouble said. "We're going to fuck you but good!"

Sandy was trembling from head to foot. She could only hope the two boys wouldn't hurt her. Maybe, if she satisfied their lust, worked their cocks over until she got them to cum harder and more forcefully than ever before, they wouldn't hurt her that she began unbuttoning her dress.

"I'll do anything you want, anything you ask of me," the girl whispered. "Just don't hurt me. That's all I ask of you."

Sandy unbuttoned the front of her dress, letting the two halves separate to show off the front of her body. Since her tits weren't really very big, and since they were nicely rounded and riding high on her rib cage, she wasn't wearing a bra. The boys could nearly see the dark, chocolate-brown circles of her areolas and her fear-hardened nipples. Her stomach was flat and tanned. The skimpy, clingy bikini panties she had on barely covered up her triangular patch of pussy hair.

"Take it off, Goddamn it!" Phantom hissed. The gorgeous young girl shrugged her shoulders and the dress filtered down her arms and fell in a heap around her ankles. She stood motionless, hands at her sides, Sandy didn't know what to do next. She felt like hiding her tits, putting her hands over the ripe mounds of succulent flesh so the boys couldn't gawk so openly at them. But to hide her tits might annoy them and she didn't need to fire up these boys' anger as well as their lust.

Sandy hooked her thumbs into her tiny bikini panties, sliding her thumbs under the elastic band. She bent forward at the waist, dragging the sheer material past the delicate curve of her hips and down her thighs. Her ripe, hard nippled tit fell away from her body and Sandy's luxurious mane of strawberry blonde hair fell down the sides of her beautiful face.

"Holy shit!" the Phantom groaned.

Sandy brought the panties down to her ankles, then stepped out of them. When she stood up again, she as wearing only thigh-high white stockings with an intricate pattern running diagonal lines down them and her shoes with three-inch stiletto heels. Around Sandy's neck, hanging front a gold chain, was a medallion. She smoothed her hair away from her face after righting herself, licking her lips nervously, unintentionally making them glisten.

"Everything," Phantom said, his voice ominous and commanding. "You're getting completely naked, or we'll help you. Now you don't want that, do you?"

"No… of course not," Sandy replied in a whisper.

Sandy kicked off her shoes and pushed the stockings down her shapely legs. When the masked boy who called himself Phantom reach out his hand, she gave him the stockings.

"Don't hurt me," she repeated, the fear she felt now mixing erotically with anticipation.

She wondered what their cocks were like, if they were big and strong or small and weak. Sandy Hamilton certainly wasn't a virgin, but nothing like this had ever happened to her before.

The boys attacked swiftly and before Sandy could even think about defending herself she was on her knees with her arms outstretched in either direction. She felt her stockings being tied around her wrists, then the opposite ends being tied to the desk she had been sitting at and the post of the bookshelf.

"Nooooo," she whimpered.

Sandy, the most beautiful girl in the high school, was naked, on her knees in the aisle with her arms extended at her sides, tied securely with her own stockings.

"Suck this," Phantom said, stepping in front of Sandy as he unsnapped his jeans and jerked don his zipper.

Sandy stared at the crotch in front of her, unable to tear her eyes away from the bulge in the Phantom's pants even though she was frightened out of her wits. When he pushed his jeans down his thighs, a massive, rubbery knob of cockmeat drooped away from his body. The prick, though it wasn't completely hard yet, was already ten inches long. When it had grown to its full, jaw-stretching length, the Phantom's prick would be an even foot long and nearly as thick as the girl's wrist.

The lusty teenager shivered, feeling the hard tile floor against her bare knees. Her tits jiggling from her chest, the please capping lust darkened areolas. Sandy didn't want to believe she was hungry for the taste of the Phantom's prick, but she was. Eves though her hands wee tied away from her body and she was nothing more than a captive about to be gang-raped by the two masked boys wearing letterman's jackets, she was horny.

"Just don't hurt me, pie…" she said, then was silenced when Phantom hooked his hand behind her neck and pulled her face over his cock.

The bullet-shaped tip of his prickrod forced Sandy's painted lips apart. She squeezed her lips around the rubbery knob as it rolled deeper into her mouth. The ridge of the cockhead slipped between her lips and she began rubbing the underside of the crown with her tongue. The manly, meaty flavor of his cockrod delighted Sandy, made her pussyjuice glisten in droplets on the delicate lips of her hot cunt.

"Ohhhhhh!" Phantom groaned, shoving another inch of his cock into his gorgeous captive's juicy mouth.

Sandy shivered. She had given blowjobs before, but never had it excited her like this. She checked the stocking on her right wrist, feeling it bite into her tender flesh. There wasn't any way she could getaway from Phantom and Trouble until they untied her.

"Mmmmmm," she moaned, then silenced herself. Sandy Hamilton had to remind herself that she was being raped, and that she wasn't supposed to enjoy it.

"Suck it! Suck my cock!" Phantom urged, pumping his hips slowly back and forth, working his foot-long cock between Sandy's clutching lips.

As she sucked cock, Sandy nibbled with her lips and danced her tongue over the undulating prickmeat. She breathed raggedly through her nose, struggling for air.

Sandy whipped the throbbing, spongy cockhead with her tongue, lashing at the crown of Phantom's cock to make it thick and hard. Her ripe lips were ovaled around the huge stem of cockmeat and Sandy's lipstick got rubbed off on the prick.

"I'm going to fuck you, Sandy," Trouble said.

Sandy wished she could turn around to see Trouble. He was behind her and it added a dimension to her fear to know that she couldn't defend herself against the boy who obviously knew who she was. This wasn't a chance meeting, Sandy decided. The two lettermen had clearly waited until she was alone in the library before attacking her.

She slurped as the cockhead slammed hard against the back of her mouth. The Phantom's big, pulsating cock head nearly reamed the girl's throat, and her eyes got glassy as she choked slightly on the prick.

The cock continued driving deep into her mouth, sliding between her lips to fill Sandy's beautiful face. Behind her, she could feel Trouble's cockhead rubbing against her asscheeks as he got down on his knees behind her. She could feel from the pricktip that he, too, had a big cock. Big, but not as big as Phantom's foot-long prickpole.

"Fuck the bitch!" Phantom hissed.

Sandy tried to pull her hands together and felt the stockings tighten around her wrists. The Phantom had both his hands on her head now, holding her still as he fucked her beautiful face. She couldn't make even the slightest attempt at defending herself.

"Ummmmm!" the horny girl groaned as the pricktip wedged firmly, threateningly against her tonsils, nearly jamming down her tortured throat.

As Sandy felt the cold tile floor against her naked knees becoming uncomfortable, she also felt the hot, spongy head of Trouble's cockpole against the lust-inflamed lips of her pussy. She spread her knees slightly, pushing her ass back toward Trouble, making it easier for him to shove his red-hot cock into her equally hot pussy.

"You're going to get it now, cock-sucker," Trouble said.

Sandy could feel him guiding his cock to her pussy as he reached around her body, cupping one of her luscious tits at the same time.

The cocks worked on Sandy's body, heightening her lust, driving her crazy with desire. She gnawed on the see-sawing prick that stuffed her mouth while Trouble rubbed her clit with the blunt, conical head of his prickrod. Each time her clit was rubbed, more hot pussyjuice oozed from her cunthole. A moment later Sandy felt her cuntlips being pried apart as Trouble's big, iron-hard prick began shoving into her cunt.

"Yeahhhhh!" Trouble hissed through gritted teeth.

He was squeezing Sandy's right tit with one hand and he hip with the other. He plowed half of his nine-inch cock into her hot cunt on the first lunge. Then he reared back, then sank all of his prickpole into Sandy Hamilton's pussyhole with the second invasion.

The force of Trouble's hips slamming against her half-moon asscheeks knocked Sandy forward, forcing her to gulp down more of Phantom's cockpole than she wanted. The awesome, blunt cockhead crammed against the opening of her throat, nearly choking her.

The boys went at her, throwing themselves at her face and ass, reaming her mouth and cuntlips with their big, fiery column of cockmeat. Sandy trembled and shivered, sucking on Phantom's prick as she worked her cunt muscles on Trouble's pistoning cock.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Trouble grunted as his lean, sinewy hips slammed hard against the taut melons of Sandy's asscheeks.

He shoved his cockrod into her from behind, feeling her delicate cuntlips working almost magically on his fleshy prick. The cum simmered hotly in his churning balls. He, like Phantom, had his jeans down to his thighs.

Each time the cock moved in or out of Sandy's pussy, the broad, veined upper surface of Trouble's cock slid against her slit. Hot, jagged bolts of electricity jolted from Sandy's luscious body as she jerked against the stockings holding her arms away from her body. She squirmed, twisting her hips in a circular motion to take Trouble's cock into her oozing, tight cunt from different angles.

"Mmmmm!" Sandy mewled, mouthing Phantom's prick.

When the cockhead was, all that filled her mouth, Sandy tongued lovingly at the pisshole, tasting a pungent drop of pre-cum. She was delighted with the salty flavor of cum and knew from experience that if she continued to give the heated blowjob, she would get the full wad of fuck-cream that she craved so desperately.

Phantom looked down at Sandy, watching his prick sinking deep into her mouth. He couldn't believe that such a beautiful girl was sucking his cock. She might pretend that she hated his gigantic prickpole, but he knew better. He knew that she was really getting turned on by his massive prick. He reached down with one hand, pinching Sandy's pebble-like nipple and she squirmed, tightening her lips around his cockshaft, heightening his pleasure.

The exhibitionist part of Sandy's psyche came to the fore. She could almost see herself and the image fired up her lusty emotions more than ever. There she was, kneeling in the aisle of the basement library, completely naked with her clothes strewn about her on the floor. She was on her knees with her arms outstretched in either direction, her own stockings used to tie her hands.

Behind her, kneeling, was someone wearing a letterman's jacket. He was shoving his big prick into the fiery recesses of her juicy cunthole, fucking the beautiful teenager with hard, choppy strokes. In front of her was another male, wearing a ski mask, shoving his enormous prick deep into Sandy's lovely face.

The mental vision of what she was doing and what was happening to her was more than Sandy Hamilton, would-be actress, could take. She suddenly began shivering, twitching on her knees, swaying from side to side as much as her bound hands would allow her. A moment later, as the jackhammer fuck-thrusts of Trouble's prick continued relentlessly, she spewed out oily waves of hot, slick pussyjuice.

Her clit exploded, sending out gushing jets of girl-cum, overheated by the stimulation it was receiving. The young girl squirmed, struggling to continue sucking Phantom's monstrous prick. She nearly choked and for a fleeting moment, she thought she might accidentally sink her pearly teeth into the awesome shaft of Phantom's prick.

But she didn't bite the cock. It tasted so magnificent and she would never want to injure a prick that made her feel so hot and horny.

"I can feel her cunning!" Trouble shouted, his powerful fingers gouging into Sandy's hips as he pounded her asscheeks with his torso, sinking his throbbing cock full-length into her quaking pussy.

They went at her like a team, gang-fucking Sandy Hamilton. Phantom, holding Sandy's face in his hands, reamed her mouth with his twelve-inch cock, shoving his prick between her lips until the flaring cockknob shoved three inches down her straining, protesting throat.

"Ummmmm! Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Sandy slurped, choking on the mouth-filling prick as it ripped down her gaping, tortured throat.

As Trouble fucked Sandy's hot cunt, pussyjuice gushed out in slick waves, coating his balls. He felt the succulent, feathery cuntlips tugging his prick. He could feel the walls of her cunt surrounding and massaging his prick.

The added stimulation was more than Trouble could take.

"Ahhhhh," he shouted, throwing his had back on his shoulders as he powered all of his overheated cock into Sandy's pussy.

His big balls slapped the inside of her thighs as they pulled up tight between the rapist's legs. With his prick rod buried completely in the velvety smooth, liquid-filled cunt of Sandy's turgid cunt, he released his pent-up load of jism.

Sandy was just coming back down to earth after soaring in the heights of ecstasy when the pungent eruptions of cum started gushing in her cunt. She chewed harder on Phantom's prickpole as it see-sawed between her lips, sucking furiously to get his load of spunk down her gullet while her cunt was deluged with cream.

The trick worked and Sandy got her wish. While Trouble skewered her sizzling cunt with his prick, throwing his fiery rod into her pussy and splattering her womb with jism, Phantom's stalk detonated.

"Suck!" he groaned, reaming out Sandy's tortured throat.

The slender, attractive strawberry-blonde tuned her head back as far as possible to get the fat cock head out of her throat. With all of Phantom's prick wedged firmly against the back of her mouth, the first load of cum shot from his balls. The cum trickled down her gullet and Sandy swallowed quickly.

With her cheeks hollowed as she took a spine-tingling suction to the cockpole, Sandy mouthed the undulating prick, nursing on it as salty jets of cum splattered against the roof and back of her mouth, spraying over her frisky tongue. The heady flavor of the Phantom's cum delighted Sandy and, for a moment, she thought she might be wrenched by another bone-jarring orgasm.

But she wasn't, and Sandy really wasn't disappointed. If she had cum, she would not have been so vividly aware of what was happening to her. As it was, she could feel the blasts of fuck-cream filling her pussy and she could feel Phantom's prick flexing between her lips as sticky, syrup-like streams of white spunk gushed in her mouth.

Sandy swallowed, then swallowed again and again. She couldn't believe how much cum Phantom was giving her! It had seemed to her impossible that any boy could hold that much jism in his balls. While it was true that she was sucking cock, she was really getting her face fucked by Phantom. Sandy had no choice in whether she wanted to toss her head over the cockpole or not because he held her face in his hands and pistoned his hips to and fro to work his gushing cock into her mouth.

When it was finally over, Sandy's pussy was filled with fuck-cream Trouble left behind. She trembled slightly, making soft, mewling sounds when she felt her cunt suddenly get emptied of cockmeat.

Phantom uncorked his cock from the teenager's mouth. A white drop of cum, like a pearl, clung to her bottom lip, right at the corner of her beautiful mouth.

"That should teach you a lesson, Sandy Hamilton," Phantom said.

Sandy closed her eyes, not wanting to believe that she had become so excited by what had happened. But she had gotten excited. She had tucked and sucked two boys whose faces she couldn't even see. And she had loved every single second of her gang rape. She loved the way she had been forced to strip in front of her captors, and loved the way they had used her own thigh-high stockings to tie her hands apart.

She hung her head down and licked her lips, tasting Phantom's cum and feeling Trouble's cum warming her pussy. She heard them laughing softly as they adjusted their jeans and walked away.

"Don't leave me here like this," she whispered softly, not looking up.

Somehow… someway… Sandy Hamilton was going to find out who her masked attackers were. She had to find them again!

Sandy Hamilton needed their cocks shoving in her body and she knew it. She had to find out who they were.