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CHAPTER FOUR

If Melanie and Sandy hadn't been such good friends they never would have known that Phantom and Trouble had raped both of them. Melanie, so shy and introspective, confessed to Sandy that the two masked men had fucked her ass and cunt at the same time. Once Sandy had this information, it wasn't long before Maria Towne got involved.

At first Maria didn't believe Sandy's story of the twelve-inch prick, but when Melanie also said the masked man who called himself Phantom had a foot-long meat pole, she knew it had to be the truth.

"I say we find the bastard," Maria said, sitting in her private office in school. Melanie and Sandy were in chairs facing her desk. "No matter what it takes, I say we find the bastard."

"And you know how we're going to find him?" Sandy asked. "We'll have to get a look at every boy in school – we'll have to look at his cock. That's the only thing Melanie and I saw. We saw his cock and nothing more."

Maria nodded her head slowly. "Well, I'm up to it if you girls are. I say we do whatever is necessary to find that son of a bitch with the huge cock. Once we find Phantom, I'm sure we'll be able to figure out who Trouble is."

Melanie made an angry, hissing sound as she said, "Trouble! That rotten creep as the one who… put his thing in my butt! I'll never forgive him for that! Never!"

"Don't worry, Melanie," Maria said smoothly. "We'll get even with both of them."

Sandy brushed a lock of strawberry blonde hair away from her eye. "So then we go looking at cocks and whoever finds the foot-long dong tells the others, then we decide what course of action to take."

"That's it then," Maria said. "Keep me informed of any progress you girls make. And be careful. There's no telling what Phantom and Trouble are capable of."

It was seven o'clock and school wouldn't start for another hour. Sandy stood in front of the bathroom mirror at her home, inspecting herself with a critical eye. It had been two days since she had been raped by Phantom and Trouble, two days since she had been tied up and had three of her classmates shove their cocks into her mouth until they gushed out their hot fuckcream. Sandy had swallowed the first two loads, then let the third slip out from between her lips until it dribbled off her chin onto her tits. She simply couldn't swallow any more spunk.

But that was in the patio. Now she was hunting, hunting for cock, intent on finding out the true identity of Phantom.

To go hunting for this type of animal, Sandy realized she needed to dress the part. So she selected clothes that would insure her access to whatever cock she thought might possibly be Phantom's.

She pulled thigh-high stockings up her slender legs. The stockings were white and patterned, identical to the pair she had worn two days earlier. Next came a pair of satin bikini panties that were so sheer and skimpy they just barely covered the crack of her ass. Sandy chose not to wear a bra. The last garment was her dress, which she had hemmed up several inches higher than the manufacturer intended.

The dress was cut low in front, showing off the inner swells of her medium-sized tits. The dress came down to mid-thigh, almost to the tops of her stockings. When she would sit down, the dress would pull up so high on her thighs her cunt would nearly be exposed.

Sandy was dressed to kill, dressed to be seduced – dressed for hunting a Phantom.

His name was Benjamin Monroe, and from the bulge in his pants, Sandy figured he had to have a pretty big prick. The bulge didn't seem to indicate a foot-long cock, but then Sandy had seen how cocks could grow.

"Yeah, Sandy, what's going on?" Benjamin asked.

He didn't know Sandy very well, but had fantasized about her often. She was, in his opinion, the foxiest-looking girl in school. When she said she wanted to speak to him in private, he didn't hesitate for a second.

"There's something I want to say to you," Sandy said, fighting the trembling in her stomach.

This might be more difficult than she originally figured. She certainly wasn't a virgin, but seducing a classmate she hardly knew wasn't really her style.

"It's very difficult for me, so please don't say anything until I'm finished. Okay?"

"Okay," Benjamin replied, his mind reeling. Sandy shook her head, sending her shimmering strawberry blonde hair in motion. She was an absolute knockout, a real stunner.

"Will you tell me how big your cock is?"

Sandy could see the utter confusion in the boy's eyes and realized instantly there wasn't any way she was going to find out how big Benjamin's prick was until she took the initiative in getting his rod hard.

"I-I don't really know," Benjamin stammered.

"Will you let me find out?"

Sandy's wide, sensual mouth curled into a smile when Benjamin nodded his head. They were standing beneath the bleachers of the foot of the stadium and it was the middle. School was in session and they both had a free hour to do what they wanted. She looked around quickly, hoping there worst my students or teachers around who might see.

"Don't tell anybody about this," Sandy purred as she rubbed Benjamin's crotch.

She could feel his cock responding to her touch. The prick was stretching down his leg and Sandy figured that if she didn't get his cock out of his fly soon, she'd never be able to get it out until it was soft again.

Sandy jerked Benjamin's zipper down quickly, thrusting her small hand inside his pants. The cock was still rubbery, but she could feel the blood pumping into it, making it grow, and becoming harder by the second. She had to act quickly or would be forced to make Benjamin, with his pants down and she didn't want to take off any more clothes than was absolutely necessary in cue they needed to make a fast escape.

"Damn it all," Benjamin whispered, his eyes wide as saucers. "You've got no idea how may times I dreamed of you doing this."

Sandy knew then without a shadow of a doubt that Benjamin Monroe was the Phantom. If he had dreamed of her going straight for his cock, he certainly wasn't the kind of guy who would tie her up and force her to give him a blowjob. But as Sandy's hand worked from the cockhead to the root of Benjamin's prick, it grew to a monstrous ten inches.

"You're not him," Sandy said quietly.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Benjamin asked.

This was getting even more weird by the second and he hadn't the foggiest notion as to why Sandy Hamilton was dressed as revealingly as she was, or why her hand was moving back and forth on his bone-hard prick.

"You're not him and I've got to leave," Sandy said, the words coming out quickly. "I've made a terrible mistake."

"What? Wait, you can't leave me like this!" Benjamin said, on the verge of anger. If there was anything the otherwise mild-tempered boy couldn't stand it was a cock-teaser!

Sandy looked at Benjamin's big cock. It was big, all right. Big and hard as a rock. But it wasn't Phantom's cock and she really didn't want to do anything with Benjamin. But she didn't want to hurt his feelings either and Sandy knew that if she got the reputation as a cockteaser, it would be all around school in a day or two.

Bending over at the waist, Sandy flicked her tongue out, lashing at the conical crown of Benjamin's awesome cock. The cock leaped in her hand, ten inches and very thick.

Benjamin pushed his fingers through Sandy's satin-smooth hair, swirling it around her head. He looked down and watched her pink tongue flicking over the head of his cock. The sight of such an incredibly beautiful girl tonguing his prick was almost more than Benjamin could take. Sandy's face always looked beautiful, but seeing it at his prick as her tongue curled around his cockhead made her even more attractive.

"We've got to hurry," Sandy said, her right hand sliding over the cockshaft. "We can't stay here very long or somebody will catch us."

"Yeah, sure, sac," Benjamin answered quickly.

Sandy turned it on for the boy. She used her left hand to squeeze and fondle his balls through his pants, using her right to stroke the fiery prick. She opened her wide mouth and sucked the cockhead in, squeezing the cockshaft with her gleaming red lips while her tongue worked against the cleft. Hot, salty pre-cum dribbled from the pisshole and Sandy licked it up, savoring the pungent, manly taste of Benjamin's spunk.

"Mmmmm!" Sandy moaned, her satiny tresses flicking over her cheeks as she bobbed her face over the cock.

Holding the pricktip in her mouth, Sandy nibbled on the head, chewing on it with her lips as she danced her fiery tongue over the pisshole. Benjamin's crown was big enough to almost completely fill her mouth.

"Awwwwwww! Suck it, Sandy! You're so good! Ohhhhh!"

The words reinforced Sandy's belief that Benjamin wasn't the Phantom. He was too polite, too caring for him to be a bastard cruel enough to tie her up and rape her. Sandy was somewhat disappointed that he wasn't the Phantom, but she was also glad that Benjamin, who had always been polite and kind to her in school, wasn't some kind of monster.

As Sandy pistoned her face back and forth, dragging her hotly sucking lips over the rim of Benjamin's pricktip, her hard-nippled tits jiggled from her chest. The low-cut dress barely contained the swaying mounds of youthful, firm tit-flesh as she gulped hot cockmeat into her mouth. She rocked on her open-toed, high-heeled shoes, hoping that nobody was watching her.

Sandy moaned, filling her ravenous mouth with the cock. The taste of Benjamin's prickrod delighted Sandy and she felt her panda clinging wetly to the hot, lust-swollen lip of her cunt. Even though she had no intention of getting turned on – she was, after all, only hunting for the Phantom – Sandy Hamilton felt the growing, burning need to have a big, hard prick shoving into her pussy.

She gulped the throbbing cock into her mouth until the red, taut pricktip was against her tonsils. Sandy wished she could deep-throat the huge cock like she had seen Maria Towne do, but she just couldn't. Still, she knew that she was giving a good, sexy, hot blowjob because Benjamin's cockrod was pulsing between her lips.

Sandy chewed the cockpole. She removed her left hand from Benjamin's balls, sliding the hand up between her thighs to caress her red-hot clit through her panties. Whatever good intentions she had of remaining emotionally detached while searching for the Phantom vanished the second she touched her own clit. She shivered from head to foot, her nipples making sharp dents in her dress and her legs seemed to turn to Jell-O.

"Suck it, Sandy! Ohhhhhhh! Sandy, you're so beautiful," Benjamin hissed. "Ohhhhhh! Take me as deep as you can."

Her cheeks caved in as Sandy sucked hard on the prick that filled her gorgeous face. The emotions going through Sandy were more than she could stand, greater than what she had thought they would be, too powerful for her to deny.

Sandy bolted upright, releasing the cock from her mouth. When she was face to face with Benjamin, her lips were shining with a mixture of her own spit, lipstick and pre-cum.

"Do you want to fuck me?" she asked.

"Yeah!" Benjamin replied without a moment's hesitation.

The ground had plenty of refuse on it from spectators at the football games dumping their garbage, so Sandy wasn't inclined to simply lay down and pull up her dress. She thought for a moment and then turned her back to Benjamin, grabbing onto a steel support beam.

"Fuck me then," she hissed over her shoulder. "Go ahead and fuck me! Fuck me, but hurry!"

Benjamin grabbed Sandy's dress and pushed it up over her hips, exposing her panty-clad ass. He paused just a moment, running his palms over her asscheeks, feeling her flesh through the satin panties. His prick was hard as the steel beam Sandy held onto. Grabbing her panties, he jerked them down her thighs, below the to of her white, patterned stockings.

"Yesssssss!" Sandy purred, her hands clenched around the steel. "Fuck me any way you want to!"

The warm breeze against her cuntlips was nothing compared to the seething cauldron of smoldering desire that burned in the beautiful redhead's wanton pussy. She twitched, shaking her ass at Benjamin, waiting anxiously to feel his massive, rigid prick spreading her moist cuntlips.

In the distance Sandy could hear her classmates in a gym class, playing some game. She wondered if they could see her, too. The actress in her hoped they could, but reason told her it would be terrible if she did get caught fucking Benjamin Monroe.

Shown thinking about the repercussions of getting caught fucking the spit-slickened head of Benjamin's prick forced her cuntlips apart.

"Uh!" she gasped, feeling her body get invaded deeply from the very first lunge of Benjamin's hips.

The cock was big and thick, with a pulsing blue vein running the length of the shaft. It stuffed deep into the girl's juicy cunthole, driving the cockhead into her tight channel.

"Ohhhhhh! Fuck me fast, Benjamin," Sandy purred, no longer trying to control herself.

She wanted to be jolted by a spine-tingling, mind-boggling orgasm. She knew then that she had taken every inch of his awesome, outstretching prick into her cunt. The underside of Benjamin's prick rubbed against her hard, juicy clit, sending electricity through her veins, pushing her relentlessly closer to a jarring orgasm.

"Fuck me!" she crooned, ashamed of her own wanton ways, amazed that she could even act so lewdly without being forced into it.

Benjamin grabbed the girl by her slender hips, jerking her forward then puffing her back toward him to meet his charging thrusts of cockmeat. He fucked her furiously, skewering her pussy with his cock, plowing his cockpole into the depths of her cunt until the harsh zipper of his pants bit into her tender pussylips.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Sandy sighed, gripping the steel beam like it was a lifeline.

The floodtide of pussyjuice erupted from Sandy's hot cunt without the usual amount of Benjamin's forewarning. If it hadn't been for strong hands on her hips, she would have fallen over. Slick, clear waves of jelly-cum spent from her cock-filled pussy trickling down the front of her thighs until it mingled with the tops of her white stockings. She quivered, tossing her head back on her shoulders.

"I'm cumming!" Sandy shrieked, oblivious to the classmates playing a hundred yards away. She had completely forgotten about everything except Benjamin Monroe's huge, red-hot prick and how it made her pussy feel.

When her climax aided, nil the strength was sapped from Sandy's body. The gorgeous redhead had lost all her energy at the same lime she lost her pussyjuice. Her knees buckled and Benjamin, not completely understanding what was happening, let her fall to the ground.

Sandy – her face – the steel hard cock. It felt cold against her hot skin. She gulped in air, her mind reeling as she struggled to recover some semblance of rational thought. The orgasm had been complete, draining her of mental as well as physical energy.

"Y-you can't stop. You can't stop now!" Benjamin exclaimed, standing with his prick jutting through the fly of his pants.

With her back to Benjamin, Sandy replied, "I… can't fuck any more."

Sandy remained on her knees, holding onto the steel beam. It wasn't that she wanted to leave Benjamin frustrated, she just didn't have any energy left to get him off. Her tits jiggled from her chest inside the dress, the nipples becoming soft now that she had cum.

"Do what you must," she whispered, her voice weak and tremulous. "I can't help you. Do what you must."

Her mind was hazy, everything in a fog of sexual fulfillment. Sandy could hear the other students playing during physical education class, she could feel the light breeze cooling her overheated body.

Closing her eyes, Sandy breathed heavily, hoping Benjamin wouldn't make too much of a mess of her. She could guess what he was going to do and she didn't want him splattering her nice dress with his spunk. Still, she knew that her classmate needed to get his rocks off; and since she was unable to help him, she wasn't going to complain no matter how he finished himself off.

The beautiful girl closed her sexy blue-green eyes and waited. She heard Benjamin settle down on the ground behind her, and felt him raise the hem of her dress to expose the tight half moons of her pale asscheeks. Then she felt the warm, spongy cockhead touching her flesh. For the briefest of moments Sandy became afraid that Benjamin would try to wedge his big, throbbing prick into her asshole.

"You're so beautiful," Benjamin whispered, grabbing his cock firmly.

He rubbed his cockhead up and down the crevice of Sandy's ass, enjoying the heat, softness and smoothness of her skin, the fragrance of her perfume, the delicacy of everything about her.

Sandy quivered, clutching onto the steel beam. When Benjamin used his left hand to reach around her body and squeeze one luscious tit, a soft, passionate whimper was forced from her chest. Her nipples became hard again, responding instantly to his fingers. She wished Benjamin would push his hand inside her V-neckline to caress her burning, fiery nipples.

"Ohhhhhhh! My cock is getting so hard," Sandy heard Benjamin whisper. His lips were at her ear, her silky hair a satin-soft caress against his cheek.

"Cum," the strawberry blonde whispered softly.

As if on cue, Sandy felt the hot, creamy jets of cum erupting from Benjamin's big, over-heated balls. Streams of sticky, syrup-like jism shot from his cockhead to splash against her asscheeks. White, gooey spunk hit her puckered asshole. More jism struck the pale melons of her ass, trickling down her quivering thighs until the cum matted with the tops of her thigh-high stockings.

"Ahhhhh!" Benjamin hissed, aiming his pricktip left and right, blasting his juicy spunk on Sandy's quivering ass.

He inhaled deeply, his senses overpowered by the delicate scent of perfume and shampoo, pounding furiously on his big, geysering cock. The spunk left trails of cream and blobs of cum on Sandy's ass. She felt the hot fuck-cream trickling between her legs, running over her cuntlips and down her thighs.

When Benjamin was finished, Sandy thanked him and asked him to leave. Mane under the bleachers, she took a Kleenex from her purse and began dabbing at the spunk sticking to her skin.

It was clear to Sandy Hamilton that Benjamin Monroe was not the Phantom. But that really didn't matter. She had enjoyed sucking his cock and having him fuck her until she was all but blinded by ecstasy.

As the teenaged girl with the striking good looks and cock-hardening mane of reddish blonde hair rearranged her clothing, she made a mental note to fuck Benjamin again.