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Demeter's Pet
a Novel by Varkel
Summer, 2008


Chapter 13: _The Gangbang_


Sam slipped into Tanya's mind just before noon on Tuesday.  The girl was
hurrying down a long hall thronged with students in their deliberately 
shabby styles.  She had apparently recovered from Friday's painful 
defloration, Sam decided, because he felt no genital pain despite the 
fast pace.  The crowd around her was laughing and shouting back and 
forth, happy teenagers on the way to lunch, but no one spoke to Tanya.
Alone in a crowd!  Recalling similar treatment, Sam felt a touch of 
sympathy.

She passed through large double doors that were latched open and took 
her place in the serving line while scanning purposefully around the 
huge but rapidly filling cafeteria.  "There he is," she muttered as her
eyes fell upon Elgy, seated alone at the table in a far corner.  When 
she had filled her tray, she made her way in that direction.

He sat with his head down, eating slowly, and failed to notice her until
she slid into the seat beside him.  His eyes widened and he smiled.  
"Where'd you come from?"

"I've got second period lunch too."

"You're a fox, Tanya.  Want to trade desserts?"

"Sure."

They swapped and ate busily.  Tanya said, "I sort of expected you over 
the weekend."

"Well, I ..."  He heaved a sigh.  "I got busy."

"Busy?"

"Yeah.  My uncle put me to work."

They finished their entrees.  When Tanya rested her fork, she said, 
"I've been thinking, Elgy.  I should've asked on Friday.  What were you
doing in the furnace room?"

He looked at her while his jaws worked.  "Checking it out."  He grinned.
"And getting a blowjob."

She heaved her shoulders in exasperation.  "I don't know why I did 
that."

"Because you like it."

"Yeah, but with a strange boy!"

"I'm not a stranger.  We got two classes together."

"I hardly ever spoke to you before.  Which is another thing.  I don't 
know why I said half the things I said."

"You couldn't tell?  Remember: I hypnotized you."

"But why would you want me to say things like, 'Looks like we're all set
for Monday?'  All set for _what_?"

"Not Monday, Tuesday."

"Okay, it's Tuesday.  What are we all set for?"

Elgy sighed and shook his head.  "Sam, I sure hope you're in there."

Sam assumed control.  "Yeah, I'm here."

"Thought you were going to take _care_ of her!"

Sam smiled.  "Has she been a problem?"

Elgy's anguish eased.  He even managed a grin.  "Anything but!  She's 
the sweetest thing I ever heard of.  But what can I tell her?  I really
don't want to turn her off."

"Tell her to pay attention.  You know what it's like to be taken over."

"Like you're riding in the back seat."

Sam nodded.  "But seeing, hearing, feeling everything that happens."

"That's true."

"All right.  First, I take it Fred has showed up."

"Yeah.  We went for a ride Saturday."

"For a ride?"

"With two old guys in a car.  And other guys on Sunday and Monday."

"I ... see.  Does he know about today?"

Elgy chuckled.  "Yeah.  He's not sure he likes the idea."

Sam grunted.  "Did he say why?"

"You know why.  He doesn't care for girls."

"Did he refuse?"

"Not exactly."

"Tell me what he said."

"Soon as the last guy jizzed on Monday, he wanted to suck me again.  I 
reminded him of the gangbang.  'As a girl you can get all the jizz you 
want.'  He liked that idea.  Can I ask you something, Sam?  Does the guy
-- person -- you take over have any influence over you?"

"I never noticed, other than the obvious."

"What's that?"

"You can't do the same with a girl as you might with a man."

"Maybe it's different for Fred.  In some guys he only wants to fuck, in
others to only suck.  Anyway, he said he'll drop by about three."

"How?"

"He'll take me over, see what's happening and ask for Sam."

Sam nodded slowly.  "That might work."  He looked around at the buzzing
cafeteria.  "So where are the victims?"

Elgy blinked.  "They will be, won't they?"

"I was kidding.  Females are meant to be screwed, you know."

"Yeah."  Elgy took a deep breath and tilted his head.  "A lot of them 
are at those two tables pushed together over there."

Sam turned the girl's body and searched in the indicated direction.  He
saw two tables crowded with chattering girls and one oversized male.  
"The one with the big-tittied blonde in the red satin blouse?"

"Yeah.  That's Hannah Woosenan.  She's my prime target."

Sam watched for a minute and grunted.  "Reminds me of a queen holding 
court."

"She thinks she's queen of the school."

"Who's the boy?"

"Our varsity quarterback.  He's probably fucked most of them."

"Including Hannah?"

Elgy sniffed.  "Word is, 'Not.'  She's too stuck-up for cocks."

"Maybe she prefers tongues."

"That could be: girls' tongues."

"Think I'll slip over there and check her out."

"You'll --"  Elgy blinked in wonder.

"Take care of Tanya."

"Oh.  Oh, yeah."

Sam released control but lingered in Tanya's head to see how she would 
react.  As in the usual case, she was slow to discover her autonomy.

Elgy asked, "You okay, Tanya?"

"Ah, ah --  God!"  Her eyes widened dramatically.

"Now do you know what happened?" he said.

"I couldn't so much as lift a finger.  That was Sam ... in my head.  
Wasn't it?"

"Yeah, it was.  But he didn't hurt you."

"He's the one who made me suck your cock!"

"But you liked it.  I licked your twat and, boy, did you love that!"

"H-how ... how does he do it, Elgy?"

Elgy shrugged.  "He has the power."

"And there's another one, this Fred?"

"Yeah.  He was my uncle."

Her eyes were huge.  "They're body-snatchers!"

He chuckled slightly.  "Guess that's a word for them.  But you get your
body back."

"Without its cherry!" she exclaimed venomously, though keeping her voice
down.

"But you're glad that's over."

The girl heaved a great sigh.  Suddenly her eyes sparkled.  "What are 
you two planning for Hannah Woosenan in the furnace room?"


* * *


Sam entered the mind of the blonde in the red blouse and paused, 
listening to the conversation.  Four girls, bodies nearly mature, sat 
across from her.  A hulking boy sat beside her with two other girls 
beyond him.  All the girls wore jeans and short-sleeved blouses with 
varying designs in applique, none quite so striking as Hannah's crimson.
The lad wore a tight T-shirt that exhibited his impressive muscularity.

Hannah chewed while the lad spoke aggrievedly.  "I never had any good 
face time with her.  You foxy karenas won't let me."

A brunette across the table sniffed.  "You mean _head_ time, don't you?"

"That too."

"Poor Logan!" sneered another brunette.  "She the only chick that never
hooked up with you?"

Hannah had just swallowed.  She interjected, "Not the only one."

"Yeah!" the lad agreed with a snarl.  "Why's that, Hannah?  You think I
got a tiny chode?"

Hannah grinned at him slyly.  "You mean you admit it?"

"Hell no!  It's a good six inches.  Ask anybody."

"What if I asked Tanya?"

"All right!  Ask anybody else at this table."

Hannah giggled complacently.  "I might if I cared."

"You got something against cocks, Hannah?"

"Only that they're stuck on boys."

That drew a laugh from all the girls.  The girl on his other side, a 
pert black head, dropped her hand into his groin.  "Too bad it's not 
detachable."

"Eat your lunch!" he ordered, capturing her wrist and raising the hand 
to the tabletop.

"Sounds like an invitation," sniffed the brunette, adding to the 
laughter.

"Katy needs the protein," suggested another.

"Ooo, I love protein!" chorused several.  They all laughed heartily.

"Logan fries up pretty," said the Katy, the black head beside him.  
Indeed the lad's face was suddenly a dark red.

"Tanya's at it again!" said Hannah.

The facing girls twisted to look over their shoulders.  To Sam's 
surprise he found Hannah's eyes locked on the table containing Elgy and
Tanya, heads bent together but peering back across the bustling 
cafeteria.

"Wonder what she thinks she's staring at," said the brunette who had 
teased the lad.  She turned back with a grin.  "Katy, did you pull out 
Logan's dick?"

"Not yet."

"Both of them are staring," said Hannah above the laughter.  "I'm 
getting curious.  What's she see in Elgy?"

"He's such a jork!" said another girl contemptuously.

"Two jorks together?" suggested still another.

Sam saw an opportunity.  He took control of the blonde and caused her to
stand up.  "I think I'll go find out."

Logan caught her hand.  "Wha'do _you_ care?"

The teasing brunette smiled crookedly.  "You ought to care, Logan.  
Elgy's your competition."

The lad stood up also.  Taller than six feet, he towered over Hannah, 
herself no small girl.  "I'll turn him inside out."

Grinning, Katy rose also.  "Ooo, Logan, you are such a peach!"

Sam marched the blonde around the table and wove sinuously across the 
crowded floor.  The rest of her table advanced in line behind her.  When
she stopped at her target, the entourage filled in around her.  Elgy and
Tanya looked up wide-eyed.

Sam asked in Hannah's dulcet voice, "See something interesting at our 
table, Elgy?"

Elgy stared past her to the hulking Logan and stammered, "Uh ... ah ..."

Hannah said, "How about you, Tanya?"

Tanya seemed more pleased than intimidated.  "You mean like a hook 
looking at a fish?"

Some of the female entourage gasped.  Hannah smiled.  "Did Elgy finally
get up the nerve to say what's going down?"

"He started to.  How'd you know --  Oh.  Of course."

"I'm so glad you understand.  Are you thinking of joining us?"

Tanya's eyes sparkled.  "God, yes! ...  Well, for a little while.  
When?"

"When, Elgy?"

The lad swallowed visibly and said, eyes still on Logan, "Ah, ah, after
Seventh Period."

That was too much for Logan.  He tapped Hannah's arm.  "What's he going
on about?"

She grinned over her shoulder.  "Stick around after Seventh."

Elgy's eyes enlarged.  "Uh, Sam ..."

"What happens after Seventh?" demanded Logan suspiciously.

"Hang out with me," she answered, eyes twinkling.  "Bring your homies --
and every other stud you can find."

"Bring them where?"

Katy pushed up beside him.  "Is it a gigging?"

Did she mean "party?"  Sam hesitated to inquire.

"A real hopper!" Tanya declared with a leer.

But Katy was unimpressed.  "Don't hose me, Tanya.  Wha'do you know about
anything?"

Tanya's eyes were bright.  "A lot more than you think."

Katy said incredulously to Hannah, "You can't be planning a gig with 
Elgy!"

The blonde chuckled.  "Not just Elgy."  She regarded Katy speculatively.
"Can you come along this afternoon?"

"Sure.  You mean I'm invited?"

Hannah nodded.

"B-but --" began Elgy.

"How about us?" chorused the girls in the entourage.

Tanya lifted her chin and said sarcastically, "You think it's a rave?"

One of the brunettes suggested, "You'll need us if you want all Logan's
homies."

Sam partly turned to face the girls behind Hannah and said firmly, 
"You'll get your chances, just not today."  She scanned the group, not 
smiling.

Their faces fell.  "Aw, Hannah!" several complained.

"What do you want with my homies?" asked Logan, eyes narrowing.  "Huh!"
He gestured at Elgy.  "What do you need _him_ for?"

"He's calling the gig," said Sam, hoping he was using the word 
correctly.

"Damned if he is!"  Logan's firsts curled and he leaned forward.  "That
jerk won't call anything."

Sam snapped from the girl's head to Logan's and forced him to relax, to
step back and generate a smile.  No one noticed Hannah's eyes blink and
widen.  Her mouth fell open incredulously.

"Just kidding," said Sam from Logan's mouth.  "I'll stick with Hannah."

Hannah took a breath and began, "I don't --"

Before she could finish Sam was back in control.  He made her continue 
with,  "-- Want you to show your ass, Logan.  You hear me?"

For an instant the tall boy looked puzzled but managed, "Yeah."

Hannah turned around and pushed through the group toward her table.  The
others looked at each other, shrugged and followed.  Sam heard one ask,
"If it isn't a rave, what is it?"  Another responded, "All Logan's 
homies makes it sound like a sword fight."

"Not over Hannah!" was the instant chorus.

When he had seated the girl before her yet-uneaten dessert, a tiny bowl
of vanilla pudding, Sam released control but lingered, waiting while the
others resumed their seats.

Logan cocked his head at Hannah.  "What happened?  What did you just set
up?"

Her response was only to dip a spoonful of pudding.

Katy said brightly, "I'm anxious to see what's _going_ to happen!"

"You lucky dork!" declared one of the brunettes enviously.

Hannah's elbows compressed her sides.  She continued to eat, not looking
up, apparently lost in thought.

Sam returned to Tanya's head, still content to listen and watch.  She 
was saying, "It'll serve her right!"  Her eyes glared at Hannah 
Woosenan, now on the other side of the cafeteria.  "She's always been a
stuck-up bitch."

Elgy grinned.  "Hannah's on top of the world and knows it.  Her rich dad
gave her a new convertible; she's the prettiest girl in school --"

"_Thinks_ she's the prettiest!"

"-- And the most popular; and she's a first class bitch who won't give 
guys like me the time of day."

"But she wasn't such a bitch just now."

"To us.  You do know why."

"Sam?"

"Right."  Elgy chuckled.  "Wonder what she'll say when Sam let's go of 
her."

"Not much," Tanya answered thoughtfully.  "I've been there.  You don't 
know Sam was making you, but you know you said it or did it.  You'd 
sound worse than a fool if you bitched."

Elgy nodded slowly.  "Yeah.  I've been there too."  He shook his head 
and changed the subject.  "Did you notice Sam invited Katy too?  I guess
Fred can control _her_.  Huh!  I thought he was going to bring _all_ of
them."

"What're you going to do when Logan sees you fucking Hannah?"

Elgy grinned sheepishly.  "Hope Sam reins him in again like he did just
now."

Tanya mused, "They say the whole football team boned Katy, but not 
Hannah.  She might still be a cherry."

"Ha!  Not a chance!"

"And if she is ..."  Tanya frowned.  "You'll hurt her.  She may have it
coming, Elgy, but what you're planning is gang rape.  Why don't you just
screw her while Sam makes her hold still?"

"She and her gang are too fine.  I want revenge, Tanya, the revenge of 
the nerds, and not just on Hannah."

"Who else?"

"Maybe twenty more snooty girls.  You know them all."

"Am I included?  I like the idea of getting screwed by a lot of guys in
a row, but I don't want to get a bad reputation."

"You're not on the list, Tanya, unless you want to be."

"How are you going to manage with half a dozen girls?"

"Fred and Sam will be working overtime, especially because some of the 
holier-than-thou types really are cherry."

"But ... they can't control but one at the time, can they?"

His eyebrows rose thoughtfully.  "Well, you saw Sam cool Logan off while
he was still running Hannah."

"Wonder how many they can control?  No, I don't believe it.  Otherwise 
why wouldn't he want more than Hannah and Katy?  How many boys do you 
expect?  How'll he manage _them_?"

Elgy grinned confidently.  "Boys won't need much management after they 
smell pussy."

"Maybe.  _I_ never thought they were so tame!"  She shook her head.  
"Some of the girls will get pregnant, Elgy.  Have you thought of that?"

"I hope they all do!"

"What!"

The lad grinned smugly.  "That's what you call total revenge."

She sighed heavily.  "That's what you call huge trouble, Elgy.  There'll
be a panic."

"I hope so, especially when Sam starts bringing in really young chicks.
He's a pervert who's hooked on sixth and seventh graders."

"So you're not going to stop with just stuck up juniors and seniors?"

"I want total crazy, Tanya!"

"Then maybe you can fit me in."

"How do you mean?"

"If so many girls are going to get screwed by a lot of guys, I could 
become a 'victim' and no one will think the worse."

"Are you still sore, uh, from Friday?"

"Last night I tried my hairbrush handle.  That was ... wow: super fly!
I really want a gang-bang."

"You're a strange girl, Tanya.  You look and act so proper, but you're 
addicted to cocks."

She grinned saucily.  "It's a great disguise, Elgy.  I can't wait.  What
do we do: just go to the furnace room?"

"Yeah, after Seventh Period and wait for Sam."

She thought about that.  "That door was locked Friday.  How'd we get 
in?"

Elgy shrugged.  "I told you: Sam has powers."

"To pass through a locked steel door?"

"I think he can do just about anything he wants.  Like he said, pay 
attention they next time he takes you over."


* * *


Approaching three P.M., Sam searched out Hannah and found her sitting in
a sleepy class while a gray-haired man droned away on biological systems
in the insect world.  Her laptop was open on her desk and she was 
typing, apparently taking notes in a small window, using a curiously 
small type size.  He read her words with interest.

[Small Font]
I think I'm losing my mind.  At lunch I led the crowd over to a table 
with two sophomores, that pest Elgin Hasher and Tanya Narding.  Katy had
to tell me her name.  Unbelievably I made some kind of date with them 
after Seventh Period today.  I don't know why I did it or what the date
is about.  I've totally lost control.  It scares me to death.  What's 
happening to me?

It won't be long now before the end of Seventh Period.  Needless to say,
I plan to stay as far away from Elgy and Tanya as I can.  God help me!

[Normal Font]
She saved the note in _My Documents_ and sat staring at it.  Sam was 
tempted to take control long enough to finger her for virginity.  He 
resisted that impulse but not the following one.  He made her type,

[Small Font]
If anything happens, I'll follow Confucius's advice to relax and enjoy 
it.

[Normal Font]
When he released control, she froze briefly, stared at the screen, took
a deep breath and typed,

[Small Font]
There I go again.  Oh, god!

[Normal Font]
She did not save the additions.

When a bell terminated the class, she sighed, closed her laptop and 
joined the exiting throng.  At her locker she apparently decided to 
stash the computer just in case, probably on the theory that it wouldn't
hurt to skip homework for one night.

Katy jostled her elbow as she was closing the locker door.  Logan, the 
quarterback, stood behind her, frowning.  The girl was grinning.  "Cool!
You got rid of the rest."

Hannah took a deep breath.  "Katy ..."  But what could she say really?

The other girl's eyes flashed.  "Don't tell me you're getting cold 
feet!"

Sam decided this was the moment to take over.  He caused the blonde to 
grin archly.  "Cold feet about what, Katy?"

"Whatever we're up to."  The black-headed girl leered.  "I'm sure it'll
be fierce!"

Fierce?  Sam almost made a quick transit to Natty for a translation, but
contented himself with having his hostess declare, "It'll be fierce, all
right.  Let's go."

"Go where?"

"Where the fun is.  Did you tell your homies, Logan?"

"I started to.  But I don't know where the gig's going to be."

"Collect them as we go.  Just don't be obvious about it.  Come on."

Though this part of the school was strange to Sam, he reasoned that he 
need only find a down staircase.  Indeed the hall proved to terminate in
bidirectional stairs, now thronged with descending students, all of whom
exited at the next level below although the staircase descended further.
Sam caught Katy's hand and pulled her out of line to continue down.

A boy behind them called, "Where you guys going?"  He was a stranger to
Sam, who nevertheless made Hannah flash a smile and wink.  The boy 
grabbed another and fell in behind the three.

Someone had turned out the overheads.  The bottom hall was dim, lit only
by light spilling down the staircase.  Sam could not recall which of the
closed doors belonged to the furnace room.  He made out two figures 
waiting farther along and relaxed as he recognized the minds of Elgy and
Tanya.

When he reached them, he turned the blonde around, pointed behind his 
straggling followers and said loudly with an expression of surprise, 
"What's that?"

Instantly, while their heads were turned, he transported Elgy and Hannah
into the locked furnace room, reached out and turned on the light.

Elgy flinched and blinked several times.  "Hannah, you made it!"

"Sam made it," she retorted.  "No, don't unlock the door yet."  As the 
girl spoke, Sam was toeing off her sneakers and opening the waistband of
her designer jeans.

Elgy paused, hand on the knob.  "Why not?"

"You want first shot at me, don't you?"

The crimson blouse gave Sam trouble.  Elgy stared as the girl reached 
over her head and found the inward-facing zipper.  He gulped audibly.

"What's the matter?" asked Sam.

"It's Hannah!  She ... she's so fine."

When the blouse cleared Sam's head, he found Elgy staring at the girl's
shaven pubes.  He chuckled in her soft voice.  "Then maybe you'll get a
fine cherry.  Give me a hand.  I can't find this damned bra hook."

When she turned her back, Elgy undid the brassiere.  His eyes widened 
comically as she faced him, heavy breasts jiggling.  "God, Hannah!" he 
breathed.

"Well, at least pull your pants down!"

While Elgy's britches descended, Sam thrust the girl's middle finger 
into her pussy.  It sank completely within the velvet folds.  His 
surprise appeared as a giggle.

"What's funny?" demanded Elgy.

"She's not so innocent as everybody thought.  Christ, what're you afraid
of?"

The girl sank to her knees and slurped up the boy's flabby cock, 
mouthing it vigorously, tasting piss.  It rose to stiffness quickly, 
though barely before the lad moaned, "Oh, god, Hannah!" and soaked her 
throat with powerful squirts of semen.

She swallowed it all and rose to her feet with a giggle.  "What were you
doing, Elgy, jacking half-way off throughout Seventh Period?"

"Ga, gah ..."

She folded her hastily removed clothing and stowed it neatly beneath the
cot.  "Let them in before they give up."

Elgy staggered to the door, turned the knob and swung it open.  Logan 
loomed before it.  Katy and Tanya crowded close beside him, other boys 
behind them.  The quarterback's eyes widened at sight of Elgy's 
half-naked condition.  "Goddamn you, Hasher, you fucked her!"

"She wants you," said Elgy, standing back.

Pushed from behind, Logan lurched into the large room to stop suddenly 
when he faced the fully nude blonde.  His mouth worked in a mixture of 
emotions, amazement perhaps the most identifiable.

"Hannah, I can't believe --"

"I'm human too," she said, spreading her arms, "and here I am."

He shook his head, eyes raking her from top to bottom.  "God, Hannah!"

"Come on," she said.  "Or was it all talk?"

He snatched down his jeans to gather around his high-laced sport shoes,
stumbled forward, caught her in his arms and bore her down onto the 
canvas cot.  He would have kissed her except Sam turned her face away.
She spat what was left from Elgy into her hand and caught Logan's cock.
A few strokes brought it fully erect.  To Sam's internal amusement it 
proved slightly smaller than the memory of his own original.  The size 
of the man is no reference of his cock!

Guided by her hand and assisted by spittle, the organ battered into her,
requiring half a dozen strokes for full penetration.  Sam was beginning
to recognize the openness sensed by the female when her own juices start
to flow.  Logan's pistonning was warming her belly.

Sam tried an experiment.  He released Hannah and slipping into Tanya's 
mind.  Like the rest, she was gaping at the spectacle on the noisily 
rattling cot.  Otherwise the room was silent.  The prone blonde seemed 
unaffected by Sam's departure.  Her hips continued to roll beneath the 
lad's pounding, apparently with undiminished enthusiasm.

He transferred to Katy's mind and took control.  Leisurely he began to 
strip her.  When her body, almost as shapely as Hannah's, was fully 
exposed, she grinned brightly around at the boys, several of whom now 
studied her instead.

She said, "Who's first?"

One lad cleared his throat.  "Shouldn't we wait for the cot?"

She pulled him against her, hands undoing his belt.  "We don't have to 
lie down, you know."

His cock was already hard.  "Gimme!" she declared, holding it tight and
leaning back against the wall.  Unlike Hannah's initial condition, this
pussy was already wet.  The cock slipped into her easily.  The lad 
lunged upward, lifting her feet from the floor on each stroke.

"Oh, wow, Katy!" he murmured in her ear.  "My grandpa talks about stand
up fucks in London alleys during the big war."

Sam released control to see if she would respond.  She did.  "I can see
why they did it.  You're hitting me just right, Davey."

A shorter boy took down his britches and stood before Tanya, hard cock 
in hand.  "You a player too?"

"That's what I came for," she said, opening her jeans.

When she was nude, she bent forward, hands on her knees, and said over 
her shoulder with a grin, "You tell me: am I a player?"

"Oh, yeah!" he cried, putting into her from behind and catching her hips
to hold them together.

Other boys were lowering their britches.  Sam slipped into Tanya's mind
and felt the cock plunging pleasantly in her bottom.  He looked around 
for Elgy, who was standing nearby with an unhappy expression.

"What's the matter, Elgy?" he asked in the girl's voice.  "Where's 
Fred?"

"He hasn't showed up," said the boy grumpily.  "How're you making this 
work by yourself?"

"That turns out to be easy.  Boys will fuck anything.  The only problem
is Hannah.  And the air supply.  You need to hold that door open."

"Okay."  Grudgingly he swung the steel door wide open.

Three more boys waited there along with a girl.  All four wore 
backpacks.  The nearest boy said, "We heard they're fucking in there."

"You bet," answered Elgy, "and you can come in if one of you will hold 
this door open."

"Ms. Purcell has got an extra doorstop," said another boy.  "I'll be 
right back."

The speaker sped away while the other two boys squeezed into the room.
The girl, slim and pretty in recently renewed lipstick, wearing her 
sandy hair in a long ponytail, shrank back.  "This is where I cut out!"

Elgy looked worriedly at Tanya.  "Sam, can you stop Shayna?"

The new girl had spun away but now spun back and grinned brightly.  
"That's a room full of boys!" she declared.

"It sure is," Elgy encouraged.  "And three other girls."

"Oh, wow!"  She pushed into the room, already forcing down her jeans.

Elgy caught her shoulders and helped her remove backpack, blouse and 
brassiere.  During the undressing, Sam verified that Shayna was no 
virgin.  Three out of four so far!  Apparently modern high school girls
were even wilder than he remembered.  For this one he adopted Tanya's 
stance with hands on knees, backing up to Elgy and calling over the 
girl's shoulder, "I'm dry.  Use your spit."

Shortly the lad effected their coupling and began to piston, holding her
by the hips.  The room was filling up.  An erect cock stood within arms'
reach.  Shayna's hand caught it and pulled it to her lips.  A few 
sucking strokes produced a plentiful ejaculation.  Swallowing and 
laughing, she spat it out and found another.  This one showed promise of
lasting longer.

With warmth expanding in Shayna's belly, Sam checked on Hannah.  To his
surprise he found her in the arms of another lad, moaning and vigorously
accommodating the plunging cock.  Her enthusiasm became understandable 
when he realized that she was coming more or less continually to waves 
of pleasure both high and low.  Where was Logan?  Ah, yes: sitting on 
the floor with back against the wall, slack-jawed and fondling his wet 
cock, eyes on Hannah's red and glowing face.


* * *


Shayna lay on her back with knees raised and legs spread wide.  The tile
floor beneath her offered some cool relief in the room, stuffy, hot and
redolent of semen and sweat despite the wide open door.

Sam had found that he couldn't release her.  He had tried after the 
second boy left his deposit in her pussy but she had screamed and darted
toward the doorway.  Only a quick reapplication of control had stopped 
her.  She had grabbed a lad, naked below the waist, mouth hanging open 
while jerking his cock languidly, and pulled him down atop her.  
Thereafter Sam consciously applied his Climax Spell and at last she 
began to climax, although as separate occurrences in the masculine 
manner.  He knew he'd have to stay with this one.  Why not?  Orgasms 
could never be boring.

Stay he did, even after he lost count of the guys who had drilled her 
three major orifices.  Her butt hole throbbed, and there was a sour 
taste in her mouth, but her pussy remained eager for more action.  Her 
body and even her hair were slick with boy juice.  Some of the guys, 
masturbating while awaiting their turn, had slimed her with their 
copious, youthful effluent.

Hannah's orgasmic groans, although less boisterous than earlier, had 
deepened and were a _continuo _in the subdued din of the orgy.  Katy 
screeched drunkenly; one of the guys had arrived with a bottle of booze.
Tanya too had sagged to her back on the floor and was fucking 
continually, mouth slack, moaning between gasps.

"Are you still there, Sam?" Elgy asked.  The naked boy. glistening with
perspiration, stood between Shayna's legs.  His cock drooped in half 
erection.

"Where else would I be, Elgy?" Sam responded.  "Shayna would go out of 
her mind, if I cut her loose."

"She's one I wanted.  I've watched her.  She's been coming."

"Yeah, because I made her.  I'll have to take her out, shower then dress
her before releasing her.  Do you know if she has a car?"

"She does."

"Good.  Then I'll release her in the hall."

"I'm about ready to go too," the boy said.  "I'm completely fucked out."

"You're hard enough for another go, Elgy.  Stick it to me.  You said 
you've wanted her."

"I'll try," he said with little enthusiasm, sinking to his knees.

"Jesus Christ!" a voice exclaimed from the doorway, drawing the 
attention of Elgy and Sam's hostess, who lay near the door where Sam had
interrupted her escape attempt.  "This can't be real!"

The voice, cracking from soprano to baritone, belonged to a lad no older
than fourteen.  The boy flipped open a cell phone and punched a few 
buttons.

"Reggie!" he shouted into the piece.  "You won't believe this!  I'm in 
the school basement.  There're naked guys in the hallway and a dozen 
more in the furnace room."

He paused briefly.  "No!  It's not queer stuff.  There're girls here too
-- naked ones who are fucking and sucking the guys...

"I don't know who they are, except for Elgy and Tanya.  They must be 
from the high school...  That's right: Tanya!"

He listened, eyes alight.  "Well, she's got nice charleys but not racks
like the other girls.  Christ!  She's blowing a guy and another one is 
fucking her from behind...  I don't know the other girls, but I 
recognize the one on the cot.  I've seen her with my older sister."

He paused.  "No, no!  The guys are taking turns.  No one is pushing or 
shoving...  Do you think I should?  Do you think they'd let me?"

He listened for a moment.  "They're all covered with jizz and it stinks
in here...  I want to fuck just as much as you, Reggie, but this scene 
is really gross.  Elgy is fucking a really messed up girl right in front
of me.  She's looking up at me like she wants more...  She's got my leg.
She wants to suck my cock!

"I'm not going to wait for you, Reggie.  I'm going to get some of this!
Run your bike over here as fast as you can."


* * *


As Shayna's latest climax subsided, Sam looked around.  The boys were 
thinning out.  No one showed continuing interest in his hostess.  Hannah
and Katy were still fucking, but Tanya sat against the wall, body 
streaked with various fluids, eyes closed in a happy daze.  As he 
watched the last boy rose from Katy, looked around for his britches and
tugged them on.

The black-haired girl sat up, heaved a sigh, and said dreamily, "What a
gig!"  She looked at Shayna and continued, "How'd you hear about it?"

Before Sam could decide on an answer, the boy rose from Hannah, found 
his clothes and shambled out of the room, leaving Elgy as the only 
remaining male.

Hannah sat up on the creaking cot.  She had obviously received a great 
deal of attention.  Sweat and semen coated most of her body and darkened
her blonde hair.  Her hands went to her groin and she sighed heavily.

Katy grinned at her.  "You sure came out with a bang, sweetie!"

"Oh, god!" Hannah murmured.  Her hands rose to cover her face.

"Don't tell me you're sorry!  You've been coming out loud for two 
hours."

Hannah's hands sagged away.  She raised a face that was wet but 
expressionless.  "I knew it would happen."

"Well, yeah."  Katy frowned as if puzzled.  "I guess you did.  You set 
it up."

"Oh, god.  I guess it does look that way."  She straightened up.  "Where
are my clothes?  Oh yeah, under the cot."  She began to dress herself.

Sam looked at Elgy.  "Help me with Shayna."

"Help you with Shayna!" Katy repeated with a giggle.  "Who do you think
you are anyway?"

"Find her clothes," said Sam, raising the girl tiredly to her feet.  Her
bladder was painfully full.

Elgy scratched around among tumbled garments on the floor, picking up 
several but shaking his head.  "I can't find her panties."

"Is that her backpack?"

Elgy looked around.  "I guess.  It's the only one."

In a flash Sam transferred Shayna, Elgy, his handful of female clothing
and the backpack to the bedroom of his newly acquired "safehouse."

Elgy stumbled.  "Where are we?"

"A place I use.  It's safe.  I'm going to put her in the shower.  You're
welcome to join us."

Both of them relieved their bladders under the falling water.  They 
bathed and dried off without touching each other, in the manner of 
siblings.  Sam combed her wet hair before the mirror but left it hanging
in pointed strips.  Elgy helped with the brassiere, but Sam was 
competent to pull on blouse and jeans -- even without panties -- socks 
and sneakers.  Elgy helped again with the backpack.

"I'll leave her in the hall at school," Sam said.  "What about you?"

Elgy grunted.  "All my clothes are in the furnace room."

"Okay.  Back you go."  The lad vanished.

Verifying an empty hall on the main floor of the school, Sam transferred
the girl there and released her.  She staggered and retreated to lean 
back against the wall.  She looked around wildly.  Her hands went to her
face.  After a while she burst into tears.


Contact:
Varangian: ludmax11@hotmail.com
Kellis: kellis@dhp.com

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