The following story is a work of fiction.  Its contents are of a graphically sexual
nature and may involve non-consensual sexual acts between underage partners. Any 
resemblance to persons either alive or dead is purely coincidental. This story is 
intended for ADULTS only.  If you are under the legal age of consent in your local 
jurisdiction, or if you are easily offended, kindly STOP READING NOW.


Big Game Hunting - by - The StoryMaster

"Do you want a sandwich, Kyle?" Amanda asked,
turning and opening the picnic basket.  The two
teenagers reclined on a blanket in the grassy clearing
in a remote corner of the municipal park.  Amanda and
Kyle met there often when the days were warm and
the sun shown brightly.  They thought of the small
clearing as their secret place.  After all, it was spring
time and the two young people were in love.
Amanda had been dating Kyle for two years now.  On a
gold chain around her neck, she wore his high school
ring.  Kyle was a senior this year and planned to go to
the State University the following year.  Amanda, a junior had vowed to wait for
him.  The two youngsters had even talked about marriage some day.  Amanda was a
good girl and was saving herself for her true love.

Kyle was a lucky young man.  Amanda Billings was as lovely a specimen of young
womanhood as one could imagine.  At sixteen, the golden haired beauty tended to
occupy the idle thoughts and private dreams of most of the male population of her
high school, young and old alike.  Amanda had an exquisite face with striking blue
eyes.  Her smile was absolutely captivating with perfect, sparkling, white teeth. 
Amanda's figure was a symphony in perfection with narrow waist, well shaped hips
and pert, little breasts.  Her long legs were well muscled as a result of the many
hours she spent practicing with her cheer leading squad.  Everyone agreed that
when Amanda Billings was on the sidelines not much attention was paid to the game.

"Kyle?" Amanda repeated when her boyfriend didn't answer right away.  She
continued to rummage through the wicker basket, her back to her beau.  "Kyle?" she
queried again, turning to see what was distracting him.  "Kyle!" Amanda shrieked
when she saw her true love lying motionless on the blanket.  On her hands and knees
the pretty teenager scrambled over and knelt beside her man.  "Kyle," she called,
shaking his shoulder.  

Something was terribly wrong, Amanda knew.  Her handsome boyfriend not only
failed to respond to her pleadings, but he seemed to be paralyzed.  "Kyle, what's
wrong?" Amanda asked practically in tears.  His brown eyes were open, but had a
blank look to them.  Amanda rolled Kyle onto his back on the blanket then leaned
over him, brining her cheek close to his lips.  A wave of temporary relief washed
over her when she felt his breath against her soft skin.  "He's breathing.  That's
good," Amanda thought, trying to remember her basic first aid training.  Still on her
hands and knees Amanda started to feel Kyle's chest, looking for what, she didn't
know.  After a minute, her search turned up nothing.  Bringing a hand to her mouth,
the pretty blond sat back on her haunches, trying to figure out what to do next.  

What Amanda had failed to discover in her search was the small feathered dart
that protruded from the back of Kyle's rugby shirt, just above his right hip.

Suddenly, almost unnoticed by the perplexed young girl, from the nearby tree line
came a second soft, hissing crack.

"Phhhttttt!"

"Ow!" Amanda squealed when she felt the tiny dart strike her right buttock.  It
stung only for a moment.  The next thing Amanda knew, she was lying atop Kyle. 
Her thoughts were muzzy and thick, but she sensed she'd somehow lost her balance
and pitched forward onto her boyfriend's supine form.  "Weird," she thought as she
tried to rise.  Something wasn't at all right Amanda soon realized when she found
her body didn't appear to want to respond to her wishes.  She lay there mystified
for several seconds, her body across Kyle's chest, the right side of her face resting
on his left biceps.  She could feel his warmth beneath her.  She could see his face
looking skyward just inches from her own, but Amanda Billings was totally unable to
move.  Her voluntary muscles seemed to have been disconnected from the circuitry
of her nervous system.  It was a truly odd sensation. One that should have
frightened Amanda and very soon would.

"It worked!" the first young man said in an excited but hushed voice from his
concealed position just inside the tree line.  In his hand he held an odd looking rifle.

"I don't know, man," one hooded accomplice replied.  "They might be dead, Randy." 
His voice had the broken quality of an adolescent male.

"No they're not dead, you idiot!" the first young man retorted, his head covered
with a an olive green ski mask so that only his dark eyes, nose and lips were visible. 
"I'm tellin' ya.  It's just a tranquilizer.  My Dad uses the stuff all the time at the
zoo."

"Let's go see," a third and much smaller figure said as he and two other young men
dressed in camouflaged clothing and hooded like their partners in crime crowded
forward to see into the brightly lit clearing.

"Give it a rest, Billy," the crouching figure with the air rifle snapped.  "You gotta
give this stuff a minute or two to work.  I've been planing this for too long to screw
it up now."  Randy Martin lay his father's dart rifle on the detritus covered forest
floor next to him.  He waited patiently, observing the two motionless bodies that lay
just a few yards away in the sunny grass clearing.  All was progressing exactly like
he'd planned.

For several months, Randy Martin had stalked his prey.  He'd followed Amanda
Billings everywhere, monitoring her comings and goings until he thought knew all of
her hangouts.  Amanda was a popular girl and had lots of friends.  Randy Martin was
not one of them, however.  The beautiful girl had rejected him earlier that year
when he'd asked her out.  She'd told him in no uncertain terms that she belonged to
Kyle and no other.  Randy had gone away seething.  

It was only two weeks ago that he'd discovered Amanda and Kyle's little clearing.  It
had only been by chance that he'd been in the right place at the right time to
observe the two young people stroll toward the less frequently visited end of the
park.  Following at a discrete distance, Randy watched Amanda and Kyle cut into the
trees near Adams Creek.  Momentarily losing his quarry in the dense trees, Randy at
last spied sunlight coming from up ahead.  Moving stealthily up to the edge of the
little clearing, Randy sat for over an hour watching the two young people on the
blanket.  He was a bit disappointed in their performance, though.  Randy had
expected a little more than simple kissing and petting.  He'd always suspected that
Amanda Billings was a real prude.  It was that very afternoon, however, that Randy
began to form his plan.

Randy's father was a large animal veterinarian employed by the City Zoo.  His
specialty was big cats and thus was often required to use some rather exotic
tranquilizing drugs and delivery systems.  Quite some time ago, Randy had become
aware of the pneumatic rifle his Dad kept in the trunk of his car.  Once he'd asked
his father about the weapon and had been told that he was never, ever to touch it.

"You could seriously injure yourself, Randy," his father had lectured.  "Some of the
stuff I use can knock down an elephant."

Being a devious lad, Randy had quickly discovered his father's cache of drugs in his
black medical bag.  The clear glass vials were all plainly marked, and it only took a
couple of hours on the Internet to identify the drug that would best suit his
purposes.  Randy chose a rare chemical made from some kind of African berries. 
Unlike most tranquilizers and sedatives, this drug did not affect the involuntary
nervous system.  It did not render the patient unconscious, but rather induced
temporary muscular paralysis.  Veterinarians found this particularly useful for
diagnostic purposes when having the subject immobile yet still conscious was
desirable.  Randy had pilfered a small amount of the drug as well as several tiny
hypodermic darts that he'd found in a small metal case in his father's bag.  Then he'd
waited.  

At last the day came when his father told the family one evening at supper that he'd
be involved in a lecture series for the next several weeks at the University, and
that his assistant, Dr. Hopkins would be taking over for him at the zoo for awhile.  

That night after his parents retired, Randy stole out of the house.  Moving quietly
around to the garage, he approached his father's car.  In the semi-darkness of his
suburban neighborhood street, Randy slipped the copy of the trunk key he'd had
made a week ago into the lock.  Hoping against hope, Randy carefully opened the
trunk.  "Yes," he hissed under his breath.  There on the floor of the trunk was the
elongated shape of a gun case.  Quickly, Randy snatched the case out of the trunk
then silently closed the lid.  He managed to make it back to his bedroom undetected
where he hid the rifle away in the very back of his closet.  Randy had figured
correctly that his father would not require its use in the immediate future.

Randy looked at his watch.  "Ten minutes," he muttered.  "That should be enough
time."  Turning to his cohorts, Randy said, "Let's go, but keep it down, OK?"  Randy
was last to leave the concealment of the trees.  As he followed the four others
toward the two prone bodies in the center of the clearing, Randy had a brief feeling
of regret that he'd involved the younger boys.

Randy, himself almost nineteen, seemed to have a magnetic quality when it came to
young men a few years his junior.  He inevitably found himself in the roll of leader,
which he enjoyed immensely.  Just ahead of him Billy, age fourteen, Mark, age
fifteen, Ted, age seventeen and Ward, also seventeen, crept toward the blanket in
the sunshine.

Amanda lay across her boyfriend, confused and afraid.  She heard birds singing in
the forest and the rustling of the leaves in the trees.  Then, unexpectedly she
heard what she thought were whispers.  Although she was unable to move her head
to see who was approaching, Amanda felt elation surge through her.  Help was
nearby.  She tried to speak but found that although she had been able to make a
few sounds just a minute ago, she was now unable to make a peep.  

It was then that Amanda heard one of the unidentified voices say excitedly, "This is
great.  It really worked.  I can see one of them breathing."

"That's an odd thing to say," Amanda's mind registered fuzzily.  

"Shut up, you idiot!" another voice hissed.  "Of course it worked.  Now get the dart
out of her ass and get her off of him."

Amanda was unable to see the sources of the voices, but they seemed to be coming
from the direction of her feet.  All she could see in her present position was Kyle's
profile.  He looked somehow worried she thought absent mindedly.  First came the
sound of soft scuffling then Amanda felt hands on her body.  "What's going on?"
Amanda's mind reflected, the very beginnings of concern creping into the forefront
of her psyche.  Several pairs of hands felt around her legs and bottom, a couple
coming close to touching her where they shouldn't.  

"Got it," Amanda heard a new voice proclaim.

"Got what?" she wondered.

"Good.  Now move it.  Get her off her boyfriend and roll her over," the now familiar
voice of one in command spoke gruffly.  "Come on.  Come on," he then went on
impatiently.  "We haven't got all day you know.  Not if you guys all want a turn with
her."

"What did he mean by that?" Amanda thought, fear beginning to make itself known
to her.  The hands returned, and she felt herself pulled and lifted.  Amanda's head
drooped to the blanket as her body was pulled off of Kyle's, her new view of her
world revealing several sets of feet and legs up as high at the knee.

"Roll her over, you guys and drag her up next to her boyfriend.  I want him to watch
this," the one in command said ominously.

Amanda was momentarily blinded and stunned by the bright sunlight when she was
rolled over like a log by several pairs of hands.  Before her vision cleared, Amanda
felt herself pulled by her armpits.  Out of the corner of her eye, she could see
Kyle's chest.  She realized she was now lying beside him on the blanket in the sun in
their secret clearing.  The big problem was the other forms that gradually swam
into focus.  Icy fear gripped Amanda's chest when three faces in masks leaned over
her.  One was grinning through the mouth opening of his olive green mask.

"Hi, baby," the one in the green mask said.  Amanda recognized the voice as
belonging to the one she presumed to be in charge.  The voice also struck the young
blond as being somehow familiar.  "We're gonna have a little fun in a minute, baby. 
My buddies and I are gonna show you a real good time."  While Amanda stared
upward, unable to move a muscle, the person in the green mask knelt beside her.  

The only response Amanda could manage was a gasping inhale of breath when
completely unexpectedly she felt someone's hand touch then squeeze her through
her clothing in her most private place.  The grin on the lips of the green masked
individual grew broader.  Through the haze of rising panic Amanda saw the faces of
the other two who leaned over her just above their leader turn and stare in the
direction of her waist.  Amanda quickly guessed what they were gawking at, when
she felt the warmth of sunshine on her upper thighs.  The person in the green mask
glanced toward her waist as well.  Somebody had pulled her skirt up, Amanda's mind
cried in dismay.

"Very nice, baby," Green Mask murmured.  Leaning close enough that Amanda could
smell his stale breath, he gazed directly into her staring blue eyes.  Amanda felt a
hand on the bare skin of her tummy for an just instant before her whole world took
a drastic turn for the worst.  Amanda could only stare upward into the dark eyes of
the man in the green mask as what she now knew to be his hand slid unopposed down
into her panties.

His grin widened further still before he spoke.  "How's that feel, pretty baby?"  His
fingers slipped through Amanda's soft, blond, pubic curls beneath the smooth satin
of her panties then pressed against her supple flesh.  Amanda's mind screamed for
her body to move.  With all her will she tried to clamp her legs together as she felt
his finger tips begin to explore further, but to no avail.  "I've been watching you and
your boyfriend here."  Green Mask nodded toward where Kyle lay helpless beside
her, while inside her panties, he moved his fingers together.  Trapping some of
Amanda's soft fur between them, he then raised his fingers up against the inside of
her panties, tugging gently at her blond curls.  "Judging from what I've observed of
your relationship, sweetheart, I'd have to bet that I'm the first guy to touch you
down here."  Randy smiled down at the distressed girl as he cupped her and
squeezed.  "I'm right. Aren't I, baby?" he then said with a knowing smile after seeing
Amanda's blue eyes grow wider still.  Then glancing toward Amanda's feet, Randy
said to one of his buddies, "Spread her legs for me."

From outside of her limited field of vision, Amanda felt a pair of hands obediently
take her by the ankles.  Although she issued the mental command to resist, Amanda
was unable to prevent her legs from being spread by the unseen accomplice. 
Immediately the hand slipped farther down between her thighs.  "You have a nice
pussy, baby," the man in the green mask cooed from above her.  "I'll bet your
boyfriend wishes he had his hand in your panties right now.  She's real warm down
there, man," Randy said, looking in Kyle's direction.  "And I'll just bet she's startin'
to get wet too."

Amanda exhaled sharply when Randy slipped a finger between her vulva.  Waves of
utter dismay rolled over her as she was systematically touched and probed where no
one had ever touched her before.  In addition to strong feelings of fear and
loathing, Amanda experienced for the first time in her young life odd new tingling
sensations which at the same time both confused and terrified her.  Then, abruptly
the man removed his hand from her panties.  "She's wet alright," the young girl
heard her attacker say as he brought his hand into view.  Amanda watched him rub
his finger tips together and was mortified to see that they glistened with moisture.  

"Her own moisture!" Amanda's mind cried.  It was at that moment that Amanda
Billings learned how a woman's own body could betray her in times such as this.  It
was a lesson she would never forget.  

While Amanda watched in disgust, Green Mask brought his fingers up to his nose
and inhaled deeply.  "Mmm.. The sweet smell of love," he murmured.  Then he did
something altogether unexpected.  With his other hand Randy turned Amanda's
head toward Kyle.  Amanda refused to believe her eyes and ears when Green Mask
next reached the hand he'd had in her panties toward Kyle's face.  "Let's let your
boyfriend have a little whiff.  OK with you, baby?  I know he wants to."  Amanda
thought she would die right then and there when Green Mask proceeded to wipe his
still glistening fingers across Kyle's nose and upper lip.  Then with a chuckle he said,
"That's all you get for today, man.  Told you she was a wet one.  Now my buddies
and I are gonna do you a big favor.  We're gonna break your little girlfriend in for
you.  Next time you two are alone in your little nest here, maybe you'll put your time
to better use."  He gave an ironic laugh.  "Too bad you can't help her the first time,
but you can watch, and don't you worry, man.  We'll treat her real nice." 

Amanda was so shocked by what she heard that she almost didn't notice when Randy
slipped his hand back into her panties.  "We're gonna take real good care of you,
baby," he said smiling down at Amanda once again as he started o rub and squeeze. 
"And your boyfriend will be right here with you.  Won't that be nice?"  He chuckled
cruelly.  "And now, baby, I want you to meet your new boyfriends for the day. 
Guys," he said.  "I want you to meet Amanda."

As what seemed like a sea of faces crowded into her field of view, Amanda's mind
speculated, "He knows my name.  How does he know my name?"  Soon however, her
attention was drawn to the fact that all four of the bodies which now stood over
her were naked.  Amanda knew that something terrible was about to happen to her
and there was nothing she could do to change that fact.  "They look pretty young,"
she caught her mind wandering, perhaps in an attempt to remove herself from the
gravity of her situation.  Amanda actually felt an unusual calmness come over her as
she gazed up at the four erect penises above her.  

Green Mask must have guessed what she was looking at, because while he continued
to rub the most private area of her body, he said, "Those are all for you, baby, but
I'm going first."  Then after a brief pause.  "OK, fellas, let's get her clothes off,"
Randy said, removing his hand from Amanda's panties.

The next several minutes were a blur of activity.  Amid excited laughs and hushed
exclamations of shear wonder, Amanda experienced the sensation of a flurry of
hands passing over her body, touching, pinching, probing.  While Randy Martin looked
on approvingly, his friends went at the pretty young blond like a swarm of army
ants.  Button's popped and material ripped as Amanda was peeled like a ripe piece of
fruit.  Her mind reeled as Amanda was forced to endure these indignities, but as
quickly as they had begun, abruptly all hands were removed from her body.  Amanda
lay on the blanket in the clearing, feeling the warmth of the sunshine on her skin. 
She knew with certainty that she was naked.

"Good job, guys," Randy commented as he again knelt beside Amanda.  "You have a
very pretty pussy, Amanda.  It's good to see you're really a blond."  With no
hesitation what-so-ever he reached down and cupped her.  Then after a second or
two of rubbing, he slipped a finger between Amanda's full vulva and began to
explore her most intimate tissues.  "You're all wet for me, aren't you, baby," Randy
cooed as he rubbed his finger up and down Amanda's warm, moist vaginal valley. 
"And just look at these pretty little titties.  They're so nice and firm."  Randy
squeezed one soft mound then the other while Amanda lay helplessly staring up at
him.  While Randy handled her at will, behind him two of his buddies began to
masturbate.  Looking up at them, he smiled then said, "One of you guys turn her
boyfriend's face this way.  I think he'll wanna watch while I turn his little girl into a
woman."  

While his buddies did as he asked, Randy got to his knees and dropped his pants.  If
she could have made a sound, Amanda might have cried out in alarm when she saw
the size of her attacker's manhood.  Noticing what appeared to be a look of
recognition in her blue eyes, Randy said with a chuckle as he took his cock in one
hand, "Ain't it a beauty, baby."  The heavily veined, fleshy cylinder seemed to grow
even as he spoke.  "And it's all for you, Amanda."  

Fear grabbed Amanda by the throat as she stared in horror at Green Mask's penis. 
It had to be ten inches long and at least two in diameter.  Below its root were two
large hairy testicles held snugly by Randy's now constricted scrotum.  Amanda was
terrified.

Without further delay, Green Mask took Amanda's leg closest to him and spread it
aside.  Then after crawling between her legs, he slipped his hands beneath her
knees and raised them upward.  Randy then let Amanda's knees fall apart, gravity
doing its part to prepare her for him.  He crawled forward another foot so that his
knees tucked up under her splayed thighs.  What a lovely sight she was before him. 
Her neck and shoulders were flushed from fear and excitement.  The rest of her
flawless skin glowed a creamy pink shade in the clear sunlight.  Amanda's small pink
nipples stood erect in the cool breeze, and between her thighs Randy could just
make out the slightest hint of moist darker pink petals.  She was perfect and she
was his.  

Taking his big cock in one hand, Randy slapped its heavy head down onto Amanda's
plump pussy.  He saw her tummy tighten in response.  "Can you see, OK, man?" he
asked cruelly of Amanda's paralyzed boyfriend.  He'd been moved so that he now
stared down the length of Amanda's luscious nakedness from just above her left
shoulder directly into Randy's dark eyes.  Randy slapped his penis against Amanda
repeatedly while he spoke to Kyle over his helpless girlfriend.  "You think she'll want
you back after she gets some of this?"

"Slap.. Slap.. Slap.. Slap"

"I dunno, man.  They say that once a girl gets used to having a real man, she rarely
wants to go back to boys.  No offense, guy." he chuckled in the direction of his
audience.

"Slap.. Slap.. Slap.. Slap"

Then as he looked once again at the lovely girl before him on the blanket, Randy
noticed that she was staring straight up into the sky.  That would never do.  "Why
don't one of you guys do me a favor and lift Amanda's head up.  I think she needs to
watch too, and I know I want to see her pretty face at her special moment."  

One of Randy's friends quickly knelt behind Amanda and held her head in his lap. 
She now had an unobstructed view between her breasts and over her flat tummy of
the man in the olive green ski mask who knelt between her widely spread legs.

"Slap.. Slap.. Slap.. Slap"

"You all ready, baby?" Randy asked as he rose up over her helpless form.  Randy
partially supported his weight with one hand on the blanket about even with
Amanda's rib cage.  With his other hand, he clutched his cock, moving it toward its
target.

Amanda tried desperately to close her eyes, not wanting to have to look at her
attacker, but she was of course unable to do so.  Her breathing rate was rapid and
gasping as she stared down at the meaty shaft that the man held poised just inches
above the soft blond curls of her womanhood.  "Oh, God!" her mind screamed when
he touched the bulbous head of that meaty shaft to those very curls.  Then while
Amanda looked on in horror, Green Mask dipped the head of his weapon downward
so that it disappeared from her sight.  Amanda knew exactly where it was, however,
when she felt its smooth heat touch her.  Shifting her gaze upward, Amanda would
never forget the smug expression on his face as he stared down at her.  Her
stomach muscles flexed tight as a washboard as she instinctively prepared herself
to 'repel boarders'.  Amanda felt sick as she felt the head of Green Mask's cock
begin to hunt up and down slowly.  Suddenly it stopped.  An animal wail began to
form deep in Amanda's soul as she felt him press against her opening.  

Then abruptly her thoughts shifted to Kyle.  "Oh how I wanted to save myself for
you," Amanda thought.  Although she could not see him, Amanda knew that her true
love was near.  True love or not, Amanda Billings was about to have a new love in her
life.

"Look at me, baby," she heard the man's voice command from above, snapping
Amanda back to reality.  She didn't want to but felt her eyes somehow drawn to his. 
His smug expression never changed as without warning he thrust his hips forward. 
The last thing Amanda remembered seeing clearly was the man's arrogant grin as he
became her first lover.  That image would form a lasting impression in her memory,
one that she would never be able to purge.

Amanda first felt tremendous pressure, then a brief piercing pain, then a rapidly
increasing sensation of fullness like she'd never experienced before as her body
accepted her lover's cock in one smooth motion.

Randy felt Amanda attempt to resist him at first, her strong vaginal muscles
clamping down on the head of his cock when he first entered her virginal vestibule. 
When he saw the telltale signs of exertion painted upon her lovely face, Randy
pushed harder.  Then as he felt Amanda's gates fall, he looked down at her flat
tummy.  As he burst through the barrier of her childhood Randy saw the flexed
muscles of her tummy first slacken, then bulge markedly outward as he thrust
himself into Amanda Billings' deepest inner sanctum.  

Events had progressed rather rapidly for Amanda after that.  Her new lover had
gone right ahead with his fucking without giving Amanda much of a chance to
consider her options, which of course were few.  In actuality, Amanda could either
look down her body at Green Mask's humping hips, his glistening shaft alternately
appearing and disappearing above her pubic arch.  Or she could stare up into his face
and watch him watch her.  Neither choice was particulary attractive to the hapless
young teenager.  What Amanda could not do was to prevent in any way the man
from delivering to her with ever increasing tempo and force all ten inches of his
manhood.  Her previously unexplored interior was being thoroughly investigated with
no soft fold or tender tissue left untouched.

Randy was unusually quiet as he administered to Amanda, amusing himself not only
with her exquisite vaginal prowess, but also with the medley of expressions that
played across her lovely face.  Even though the paralyzing drug did not allow her the
pleasing winces of pain that he so much enjoyed in a taken woman's face, Amanda's
beautiful blue eyes were highly expressive.  Through them Amanda shared with
Randy her anger and humiliation, her sweet surprise when the head of his cock hit a
particularly tender spot deep in her spiritual center, then after fifteen minutes of
steady, hard fucking causing Amanda's blond head to bounce in the lap of Green
Mask's helper, the softer look of reluctant submission.

Then unexpectedly, Randy spoke up in a hoarse voice.  Rather than to Amanda,
though, he directed his comments in Kyle's direction.  "You've got one hot little
girlfriend here, man.  She's got one of the tightest pussies I've ever been in, and
she fucks back too, man."

Amanda thought she would die.  She'd never been so embarrassed in her life.  As
the masked man's cock continued to flash in and out of her carnal canal, he talked
about her like she was a side of beef.

"You ought to feel her squeezing me, man."

Once again Amanda was reminded of her body's treason.  Unknowingly she'd been
participating in her fucking.  She was utterly mortified.

Suddenly, her masked lover stopped almost in mid-stroke.  Amanda thought she felt
him swell within her, but really didn't understand what was about to happen.  She
huffed softly when Randy thrust his hips forward with tremendous force,
effectively crushing the head of his blood engorged penis so deeply into Amanda
that the young teenager thought she would split open.  He then proceeded to
explain to Amanda what he was about to do to her via her boyfriend.  In a strangled
sort of voice Amanda's first lover groaned, "I'm gonna cum inside her now, man.  I'm
gonna cum hard, so deep inside her that no matter what she does, she'll always have
some of me inside.  And you'll always know, man...  Ahhh, God!!!" he cried out. 
Amanda felt a strange warmth in her depths.  Breathlessly, Randy continued, "You'll
always know I've been there.  Ahhhh, Amanda, baby!" he groaned.  Randy erupted
into her.  To Amanda it felt like she was being pumped up like a balloon.  Her soft
belly bulged from the pressure as liquid heat spread through her abdomen.  In her
widely staring blue eyes Randy saw the beautiful girl's recognition of her plight.  

"Noooooooooo......" her mind wailed.  With a deeply routed primal certainty, Amanda
Billings knew she'd just been impregnated.

After a couple of slow thrusts which caused some pleasing squirting sounds to come
from between Amanda's still quivering thighs, her first lover finished with her. 
There was no ceremony of pomp and circumstance.  Amanda's masked lover simply
rolled off of her and said, "Who's next?"

A veritable cacophony ensued.  "Me.  No it's my turn.  No me!"  Soon, however a
pecking order was established, and shortly after that Amanda's world became a blur
of sweaty bodies, heavy breathing, penises and semen, as the pretty blond was gang
fucked by the entire entourage.  Some were tender, one was almost brutal, but
soon Amanda lost count as one young man after another mounted her and had his
way with her.  The day wore on and the shadows were growing longer in the small
clearing when yet another twitching penis sprayed its offering into Amanda then
slipped from her cramping vaginal passage.  

Randy had also lost track, but he thought that each of his buddies had been with
Amanda at least twice.  He'd had her twice himself vaginally then had mesmerized
the entire crowd when he'd unexpectedly held Amanda's mouth open and forced her
to swallow him whole.  Her throat had been wonderful as her gag reflex milked him. 
Randy'd surprised himself when he came a third time pumping a unexpectedly large
quantity of semen into Amanda's esophagus and stomach, another first for the
young girl.  The best part was that he'd fucked Amanda's pretty mouth just inches
from her boyfriend's face, giving him a real close-up view of his progress.

And now, as young Billy crawled off the semen filled teenager, Randy had but one
gift left to offer her.  He'd sat patiently watching while the last three of his
friends took their turns, and now he was ready to go again.  Randy figured that for
her first time, Amanda had been given a pretty thorough introduction to the fine
art of love making, and her boyfriend had certainly been made aware of her sexual
capabilities, but Randy felt he owed it to Amanda to be as comprehensive as
possible.  Amanda Billings still had one portal that remained unvisited.

His young friends looked pretty fatigued as they lounged on the blanket around
Amanda's motionless body.  Amanda's heart leapt in her chest then when she heard
Green Mask say, "OK, who wants another crack at her?  I need two volunteers."  His
query was met with groans.  Amanda held her breath.  Her tummy ached and her
thighs were numb.  She didn't think she could take any more.  "Come on, you bunch
of pussies.  No offense, sweetheart," he chuckled in Amanda's direction.  "When do
you think you'll ever get a blond high school cheerleader again just where you want
her, Huh?"  He was gratified to see that Ted and Ward, the two oldest of his
compadres at least looked in Amanda's direction.  They were thinking about it. 
Randy waited, letting them eye the enticing form of the naked young girl lying there
ready to be taken.  

Finally, after several moments Ted punched Ward on the shoulder playfully and said,
"Let's go, man.  I think she's fallin' in love with you anyway."  They both guffawed. 
Turning to Randy, Ten asked, "Who's first?"

Amanda's heart sank.  Would this awful day never end?  She burped up some cum
then gagged miserably.

"Hang on a minute, boys," Randy said holding up his hand.  "No one's gettin' left out
this round.  We're all going first!"  He smiled at the confused expressions on his
friends' faces.

Horror spread through Amanda as she listened while Randy laid out his plan.  "I
think you guys are forgetting something.  Our little lady there can handle all of us
at once.  After all, she's got three holes, doesn't she?"  Randy smiled as
understanding dawned on his friends.

The tiny amount of self-confidence that Amanda still possessed went up in smoke as
she felt herself lifted straight up by four pairs of hands.  Randy then scrambled
under her then lay on his back, his already erect cock pointing up at its intended new
home.  "OK, let her down slowly," Randy said when he was ready.  "Spread her legs
around my cock and lay her back on my chest.  Here, let me help you," Randy
instructed.  He reached up and guided Amanda's inert body down onto his, resting
her head at last on his right shoulder.  He felt Amanda's soft warm bottom in his lap
and her wet pussy against the back of his rigid manhood.

He turned his head toward Amanda's and whispered in her ear, "All comfy, baby?" 
He kissed her on the cheek.  Then turning to Ted he said, "Give us a minute to get
reacquainted then jump in there, OK?"  Ted gave him a big grin and the "OK" sign. 
To Amanda Randy then whispered, "I'm gonna fuck you again, baby," he said as he
reached over Amanda's right leg and pressed the head of his cock against her pussy
lips with his finger tips.  Kissing her cheek again, he whispered on, "I need to get
myself wet for you," he paused and grunted slightly as he moved his hips up and
down, moving his cock between damp folds of flesh.  Finally he found his target. 
"Mmmm, yeah, Amanda," Randy sighed as his cock slipped into the helpless girl. 
"You're so tight, baby," he whispered into her shell-like ear which he then nibbled
softly.  Then he went on with his explanation.  "I need to fuck your pussy for
awhile, sweetheart."  He moved his hips up and down, slowly moving himself within
Amanda.  Meanwhile, with his hand he rubbed her, finding her clitoris and tending to
it with one finger.  "You need to make me nice and wet, Amanda, baby." Already
Randy felt the pretty blond getting warmer.  "You need to make me nice and wet so
I can fuck your pretty ass."  Randy felt her clamp down on him.  "That's right,
sweetheart.  I'm gonna put my big cock all the way up into that fine little ass of
yours."  While he whispered his plans into Amanda's ear, he continued to fuck her
slowly.  "You think we ought to tell your boyfriend?" he chuckled.  "I think we
should."  Rolling his head to the other side, Randy came face to face with Kyle.  "I'm
gonna fuck your girlfriend in her ass.  Did you know that?  And I'm gonna cum in her
again too." He laughed then tuned back to Amanda.  Randy whispered, "I think you're
ready for me now, baby.  You just relax and let us do all the fucking, OK?"  He
chuckled. 

"OK guys, you need to pick her up again."  Randy's big cock slapped against his
stomach with a wet "smack" as it slipped out of Amanda when she was lifted off him
by his friends.  Randy grabbed his cock with one hand and was very happy to find
that it was well coated with sticky, silky vaginal fluid.  "This might be a little tricky
until I get inside her, guys," he coached.  "You need to keep her legs spread real
wide, and give me time to get the head of my cock into her before you let her
down."

All of this Amanda heard, but she was beyond caring by now.  Randy went on, "Once
I'm in her, one of you can fuck her pussy and one can have her mouth.  You can
trade off if you want, but it would be really cool if we can all cum in her at once."

Amanda Billings was then lowered slowly onto Randy's waiting cock.  The first
sensation was one of stinging pressure against her highly resistive sphincter.  Then
what felt like a hot cue ball literally jumped inside her.  

"I'm in," Amanda heard Randy grunt from below her.  "Go ahead, let her down easy. 
Wait... wait.  Slow down you guys.  You wanna break my dick!"  Randy moved his hips,
working the head of his cock inside the unbelievably tight confines of Amanda's
rectal portal.  "OK, let's do it, guys," Randy said at last as he held his shaft, the tip
of which was out of sight between Amanda's shapely buttocks.  "Lemme have her,"
he said with bravado.

Randy held Amanda by her hips and guided her down into his lap much like a space
shuttle docking maneuver.  For the first time that day, Amanda made a sound.  It
was like a soft, gurgling noise that came from her throat.  Randy almost missed it,
because he too groaned audibly as his friends lowered his cock's new receptacle
onto him in one swift move. 

"You like that, don't you Amanda, sweetheart.  You like that big cock up your ass. 
Don't you?" Randy nibbled the pretty blond girl's ear after pulling her trembling
body back onto his chest once again.  Each time Randy flexed his cock inside the
young girl, she gripped him with powerful anal contractions.  "Yes, Amanda.  You've
got a great ass, baby.  Now let's get some more cock into you."  Reaching up, he
pinched one of her erect nipples.  Then he began to fondle her right breast idly as
he called to his buddies, "OK, you guys, she's waiting.  Amanda just told me she
wants one of you studs to fuck her pussy real hard."  Randy turned and kissed
Amanda on the neck.  He flexed his cock.  She hugged him back.  "You should feel
her squeezin' me, man.  I'm tellin' you guys.  She wants another cock in her right
away."

Ted was first to step up to bat.  With cock in hand he knelt down between Randy's
thighs.  Amanda's legs lay limply over Randy's, spreading her open invitingly.  Ted
thought it looker rather odd to see a pair of testicles protruding from beneath
Amanda's shapely butt.  Just above those testicles he could see about one inch of
Randy's thick cock shaft.  Ted knew exactly where the rest was.  Randy swore he
felt Amanda tremble inside when Ted started to hunt for her vaginal opening with
his stiff cock.  It was a short hunt so well prepared was young Amanda.  Randy
rubbed first one supple breast then the other while he kissed the young girl on her
neck and cheek.  "This is gonna feel really good, baby.  Why I hear that once a girl's
had two cocks at once, one is never enough after that.  You think your boyfriend
over there would go for that kinda thing, Amanda?"  Suddenly he felt her tense up
in his arms.  "Oh, yeah, baby.  Here comes that big ole' cock, sweetheart."  Randy
felt her squeeze down on him hard.  "Relax, baby," he whispered.  "Don't fight us,
Amanda.  All we wanna do is fuck you , baby.  Just one more time and then we'll let
you go, OK."  After a minute Randy felt her relax.  No sooner than she did, Randy
next felt Ted's eight inches slid effortlessly into Amanda's abdomen just a few
millimeters from where he resided.  

Beside Randy's ear, Amanda made that same sweet, gurgling sound.  "What, baby?" 
Do you like that?  Is that what you're trying to say?"  He reached up and turned
Amanda's pretty face toward his.  He brushed some stray hair out of her face then
wiped up a little line of spittle that trickled from the corner of her mouth.  She
looked so lovely that Randy couldn't help himself.  Pressing his lips to hers, Randy
kissed Amanda gently.  You can imagine his surprise when Amanda slowly opened her
mouth, allowing him access.  Randy then held Amanda by the back of her neck and
kissed her deeply for several minutes.  

Ted waited patiently while Randy kissed the girl, but finally he could wait no longer. 
"Come on, man, let's fuck her before I lose my hard on."

"You hear that, baby?" Randy asked tearing his mouth from Amanda's.  "My friend
here wants to fuck you again, and you know what?  I wanna fuck you too.  You think
you can fuck both of us at once, baby?  Let's try, OK?"

For the next half hour, Amanda entertained not just Randy and Ted, but after
about ten minutes, Ward also joined in, and young Amanda Billings found herself
with a mole organ in each of her openings.  Her supple young body writhed and
pitched between those of her three lovers.  

At first Randy and Ted traded strokes, alternately filling Amanda's abdomen with
their hot shafts.  Randy felt certain the young blond had at least one orgasm during
this period of time.  "Together for a minute, man," Randy half spoke half groaned to
his friend ,Ted.  Both young men paused, extracted their cocks from the tight
confines of Amanda Billings, then together, they entered her quickly.  Randy who
had been toying playfully with Amanda's clitoris, felt her belly bulge outward as she
took in both of them.  For the next few minutes Randy and Ted fucked Amanda
Billings in unison.  

Meanwhile Ward slowly fucked Amanda's mouth.  This was indeed a treat for the
young man since he'd only experienced oral sex once before in his life, and then he'd
had to practically beg his then steady girlfriend.  Now he had the perfect beauty
queen with her pretty red lips wrapped around his cock.  He could feel Amanda's
body tense up each time the head of his penis made contact with her soft pallet.  "I
don't think she's done this much before, man," Ward said to Randy.

"Naw, man, I don't think she put out much at all.  Ask her boyfriend there.  Hey,
buddy, Amanda ever suck your cock like she's suckin' my friend here?"  After a
pause, Randy then said, "I don't think he wants to talk about it."  Randy, Ted and
Ward all three cracked up, but quickly got back to the business at hand.  For the
next several minutes, Amanda Billings was treated to the attentions of the three
very enthusiastic young men.  

Ted was first to cum.  While Ward and Randy labored on, barely breaking stride,
Ted, groaned, slammed his hips forward, driving himself into the deepest reaches of
Amanda's vagina then unloaded.  Randy felt the helpless blond shudder as she
accepted yet another offering of semen.  Amanda Billings would surely be the
mother of someone's child.  

Ward was next.  Amanda choked down his hot, ropey seed.  All five of her new
lovers had now fed her orally.  Ward was her last for the afternoon.  Ward then
leaned his head on one elbow and relaxed, allowing his cock to slowly become flaccid
in Amanda's mouth while he watched Randy take his last few strokes.

Randy controlled Amanda by cradling her firm buttocks in his hands, then bouncing
her in his lap. The net effect was to hammer the end of his ten inch cock deeper and
deeper causing her rectal muscles to go into rapid clonic spasms.  Amanda was
ramping up to another orgasm.  "You're gonna cum for me again, aren't ya, baby?"
Randy grunted into her ear as her head lolled against his shoulder.  Ward sat up and
leaned against Kyle, using him like a backrest.  From there he watched the "Happy
Sandwich" contentedly.

Amanda felt herself becoming aroused against her will.  The hapless girl was utterly
demoralized by the fact that her own body would betray her in such a manner and
under such horrible circumstances.  But as the hot shafts pistoned in and out of
her, cum she did.  She heard her lover beneath her groan, "Oh, yeah, baby!  That's
my girl.  Cum for me, Amanda.  Cum for me baby!"

Randy then looked sideways toward where Kyle lay taking in the entire spectacle. 
"I'm gonna cum in your girlfriend's tight little ass now, ole' buddy.  I'm gonna fill her
up with my hot, sticky love potion."  He groaned, trying to control himself 'til the
very last minute.  "And she just came for me, too, man.  You shoulda felt her little
ass squeeze me, man.  She's really somethin', Amanda is.  Oh!!  Oh, shit, man.  Here it
comes.  Listen to her, buddy boy.  Let's see what our little girlfriend says when I
pump her full."

Randy gave Amanda a couple of short thrusts then groaned softly as the damn
broke.  Even had she been able to, Amanda, by that time was too far gone to even
consider resisting.  A soft, cooing gurgle escaped her lips as the liquid fire spread
inside an entirely new area of her anatomy.

Randy heard Amanda's love rattle, and he was quite sure that Kyle had heard it also. 
Turning in the strickened young man's direction, Randy chuckled cruelly.  "Did you
hear her, man.  I think little Amanda has really gotten so she likes all that meat in
her.  Told ya, man.  You think she's ever gonna want to fuck your little dick now,
man?  I don't think so.  Your little lady is pretty full now too, ole' buddy.  I don't
think there's anywhere else where a fella can stash a load of cum in her anymore."

While Randy was talking, Ted climbed off of Amanda, his flaccid penis slipping from
her with a wet sucking sound.

"Well, it looks like Ted's had enough.  Anyone else want some before we call it a
day?"  He waited, feeling Amanda's anal muscles contract and relax slowly around
him.  "No takers.  Well, I guess our little princess is gettin' a little sloppy."  Randy
reached over Amanda's tummy and cupped her pussy.  The well fucked young girl
was wet as she could be down there.  Her once soft, golden curls were now sticky
and matted with a mixture of vaginal juices and semen.  With the palms of both
hands, Randy proceeded to transfer some of this love byproduct up onto Amanda's
belly, then onto her breasts.  Soon her entire torso glistened with wetness.  "You're
one wet little cheerleader, Amanda, honey," he murmured into the helpless girl's ear.
"Did ya ever think when you left home this morning that you'd be lying here covered
with cum with a big hard cock up your ass?  Pretty nice way to spend the day, I
think."  Randy ran his hands over Amanda's breasts, allowing her tight nipples to
flick from one finger to the next.  "Oh, baby, I hate to give you up, but all good
things must come to an end.  I know you love it, but I'm gonna have to take my cock
away now."  Rolling slowly onto his side, Randy rolled his young lover with him.  Then,
after kissing Amanda on the back of her neck he slipped his penis from the tight
confines of rectal canal.  He felt the young beauty shudder in his arms as he exited
her.

The sun had set over the nearby tree line, and twilight was settling over the group
on the blanket in the secret clearing.  Amanda lay on her left side facing her lovers
as they lounged on the blanket close by.  Kyle, her hapless boyfriend, lay behind
her.  He had closed his eyes and appeared to be dozing.  

Ted spoke up at last asking, "So now what?  Does that stuff wear off or what?"

"I don't think so," Randy answered.  "I remember my Dad saying something about an
antidote.  I think he said the stuff lasts for days, unless you use the antidote."

"You mean she's gonna be out of it for days?" Ward chimed in.  "What're we gonna
do with her, and what're we gonna do with him?"  Ward nodded toward Kyle's
inanimate form.  "We can't just leave 'em out here, man."

Randy thought about it for a moment.  He had to admit, this was one part of the
plan that he really hadn't considered very carefully.  Now, here it was getting dark. 
"Tell you what," he said after another minute.  "Let's take her out to the cabin.  By
the time we get outta the woods it'll be too dark for anyone to see.  Once we get
her out there, we can have some more fun with her for a few days.  I know a couple
of other guys who'd like to have a go with our sweet Amanda."

The others considered Randy's suggestion for awhile.  Then Ted asked, "What about
her boyfriend there?  What should we do about him?"

Randy looked toward Kyle who's eyes were now definitely open.  "You listenin', ole'
buddy?  I think we're gonna borrow your little girlfriend for a few days.  You don't
mind do ya?  We'll take real good care of her.  I promise."  He grinned cruelly at
Kyle.  "You, on the other hand, I'm gonna have to leave here for awhile.  Soon as I
get some of the antidote, I'll come back and find ya.  Shouldn't be more than a day. 
I hope."  He grinned again.

"Do ya think we should just leave him here?" young Billy piped up at last.

"Sure, kid.  He's a big boy, and we're in the park for Christ sake.  I'll come back for
him tomorrow.  He'll be OK.  Won't you, ole' buddy?" Randy said, getting to his feet. 
"Sure you will.  Mean time, we need to get our new girlfriend ready to travel.  We
wouldn't want her to go out in public looking like this."  Again, the wicked grin.  "OK,
guys.  Let's roll our little lady up in the blanket.  We'll make ourselves a cream filled
burrito."  Randy guffawed loudly at his attempt at humor.

After rolling Kyle off onto the damp grass, the five young men proceeded to roll
Amanda's naked body up in the blanket that the two young lovers had brought along
on their planned romantic afternoon in the sunshine.  Then leaving Kyle alone and
immobilized in the darkening clearing, the band half carried half drug Amanda
through the trees, eventually depositing her roughly into the back of Randy's old
Ford Bronco.

Kyle was eventually revived the following afternoon by one of the gang with a dose
of antidote stolen from Randy's father.  Amanda, on the other hand, the group
unanimously decided to keep for awhile.  For the next week or so, the small
abandoned cabin just outside of town on Randy's grandfather's old place was a very
popular spot.  At just about any given time of day an observer might see one or two
young men entering or exiting the old clapboard building.  Inside, on one such
afternoon, Randy and Ted sat chatting at an unfinished wooded table in the center
of the main room.  Both wore masks to conceal their identities.  They were
discussing plans for another hunt next week.  

"Her name's Becky Lassiter," Randy said, patting the dark wood stock of his air rifle. 
"She's a freshman at the community college," he explained to his friend.  "She
should be pretty easy to bag, and we do need some fresh game."  He grinned his evil
grin.  "And I think Amanda's about used up.  Don't you?"  Then, leaning closer to his
friend Ted, Randy whispered, "Jeez, man.  Can you believe Mr. Adams is here.  For a
minute there I thought we were busted for sure."  

The two young men turned and looked toward the back of the room.  There against
the back wall stood an old metal frame bed with a bare mattress on it.  The old
bed's venerable springs were currently squeaking loudly and rhythmically beneath
the combined weight of its occupants.

"Man, he's really drillin' her, ain't he?" Ted said with a chuckle.

"Yeah.  Maybe Amanda'll get a better grade in trigonometry this semester."  

The two friends guffawed as they watched Amanda Billings entertain her
mathematics teacher.  The older man seemed to be holding his own pretty well with
her.  Randy guessed that Amanda's math teacher was her sixth lover of the
afternoon.  They were both quite proud of their little blond catch.  Granted, she
needed a break, but for now Amanda Billings had developed a pretty loyal following,
and was certainly living up to her reputation as the most popular girl in school.

"Well," Randy said, standing up from the table.  "Let's go huntin' !"  As the two men
left the cabin, three others were donning masks on their way inside for an
afternoon with Amanda.

End - SM