Web of Desire (21 page)

‘I don’t care what the slut is, as long as she opens her dirty little cunt and also takes it up her arse.’

‘And in her mouth. She’s a filthy little whore, and whores are made to be fucked. The next time we come here, I’m going to …’

Listening to their crude banter, Mandy wondered whether to give up her web-site business and earn money by selling her young body for crude sex. Wondering how much she’d make from a session like this, her reverie was broken as a hand landed across one of her buttocks with a deafening slap. She didn’t want a gruelling spanking and she tried to move her head back and slip the cock out of her mouth to protest, but her head was held tight. Again and again the hand spanked her glowing buttock so hard that she squeezed her eyes shut and moaned through her nose.

‘Not too hard,’ Gary said as loud slaps resounded around the room.

‘The harder, the better,’ the young man retorted. ‘Sluts like her need a damned good thrashing.’

Spunk jetting from the throbbing knob and flooding her mouth, Mandy involuntarily released a gush of urine as the merciless spanking continued. Laughter filled the room as Mandy’s golden liquid splashed over the men’s bouncing balls. Her buttock stinging like hell, she opened her eyes wide as the man behind her yanked his rock-hard cock out of her burning rectum and tried to force it into her vagina alongside the first cock. She’d tear open, she was sure as the bulbous knob was forced into her stretched sex
cavern
. As the shaft drove deep into her aching vaginal duct alongside the first cock, she couldn’t believe that her tight sheath had opened wide enough to accommodate two huge penises.

Her solid clitoris was forced out from beneath its pinken hood and another gush of urine sprayed from her small pee-hole. This was degradation beyond belief, Mandy thought as the men found a pace for their thrusting rhythm. The two swollen knobs repeatedly battering her ripe cervix, sperm flowing from the restricted sheath of her rectum, she moaned again through her nose as two fingers drove deep into her tight anal duct. There was no way she could halt the abuse of her naked body, she knew as the man fucking her aching mouth held her head tight. Her right buttock still stinging, she grimaced as a hand now repeatedly spanked the previously unblemished skin of her other bum cheek.

Her nipples painfully pinched and twisted, a third finger forcing its way into her hot rectum, Mandy thought that the men had lost control of their actions. She no longer had power over her slaves, she reflected anxiously as her vaginal cavern stretched painfully to accommodate the huge cocks. Was this the life she wanted? she asked herself. Three men using and abusing her young body … Now she was a slave to the men.

Her mouth again flooding with creamy sperm, she repeatedly swallowed hard as the thrusting cocks pumped their sex fluid into the yawning fleshy cavern of her aching vagina. Her naked body was awash with the products of male orgasm and she breathed heavily through her nose as the men drained their balls. Their cocks finally began to deflate and the male shafts slipped out of Mandy’s inflamed sex holes as she keeled over and lay on her back. She knew that she couldn’t take any more.

‘Talk about tight,’ she heard a distant voice say through the mist of her blown mind.

‘The slut took a double cunt-fucking,’ someone breathed.

‘Next time we’ll give her a double arse-fucking.’

Delirious in the aftermath of her gruelling ordeal, Mandy was oblivious to her surroundings as the men dressed. A crumpled heap of female flesh, she lay on the floor trembling uncontrollably as sperm oozed from the abused holes between her splayed thighs. She didn’t hear the men leave the flat. Unsure whether she’d been sleeping or not, she finally hauled her naked body up and flopped into the armchair. The phone rang.

‘It’s me,’ Paula said. ‘How are things?’

‘Oh, er … hi,’ Mandy stammered. ‘I’m … I’m fine.’

‘Are you sure? You sound different.’

‘I’ve had three men here this evening. Needless to say, I’m worn out.’

‘Three men? God, Mandy. Where do you find all these men?’

‘It was Gary and two teenage friends of his. God, what a session.’

‘I wish I’d been there. Why didn’t you invite me round? If you’re having an orgy, I’d …’

‘I didn’t know until the last minute. Anyway, I thought you had more than enough men on the go?’

‘Yes, yes, that’s right. But I’d have loved to have joined in.’

‘Next time, maybe.’

‘I’m phoning because I have the day off. I thought I might come round for a chat over coffee.’

‘Yes, that’s fine. Just give me half an hour to shower and dress.’

‘Great, I’ll see you soon.’

Replacing the receiver, Mandy looked down at the inflamed lips of her hairless pussy, the deluge of sperm flowing from the aching sheath of her inflamed vagina. She’d beaten Paula hands down, she thought as she climbed the stairs to the bathroom. Paula was nothing more than an office worker with no car and no money. It was a great shame that the girl had lied, she thought as she stepped into the shower and washed the spunk from her young body. They’d been friends at school, and that friendship could have continued if she hadn’t … They might as well remain friends, Mandy decided.

After her shower, Mandy dressed in a miniskirt and T-shirt, went downstairs and filled the kettle. There was no need to let Paula know that her lies had been discovered. There was no point in causing a rift between them. Answering the door and leading the girl into the kitchen, Mandy poured the coffee and sat opposite her at the table. Paula looked tired, she thought as she asked her what she’d been up to. More late nights? Or too many nights home alone, drinking wine?

‘Nothing much,’ Paula said softly. ‘I’ve just been working hard, as usual.’

‘I must come and see where you work,’ Mandy said, smiling at her. ‘You’ll have to show me round the place.’

‘Yes, I … I’m pretty busy what with board meetings and … The car outside … Has Jackie been here?’

‘What car?’ Mandy murmured, forgetting that the Mercedes was parked outside.

‘I thought I saw Jackie’s car in the street. I must have been mistaken.’

‘She hasn’t been here, Paula. Talking of Jackie, what’s she like? I mean, does she have her own flat or—’

‘She’s never said much about her private life,’ Paula cut in. ‘She never mentions her home or family. I have asked about it, but she just clams up. Maybe she’s hiding something.’

‘Has she talked about being a lesbian? I remember you saying that you’d had sex with her.’

‘Yes, we … we did have a fling. Why all these questions about Jackie?’

‘I’m intrigued, Paula. I’m mean, it’s not every day you meet a real-life lesbian.’

‘She’s a funny girl, keeps herself to herself. I think she must have money because her car … It’s only an old car, but …’

‘I thought I saw her driving a Mercedes the other day,’ Mandy said, waiting for the other girl’s reaction.

‘Yes, she … she borrows my car on the odd occasion.’

‘I’d like to meet her again. I only saw her once, when she brought the money round, but she seemed nice. You’ll have to take us out in your Mercedes one evening. We could all go to that pub down by the river.’

‘You don’t want to bother with Jackie,’ Paula said, forcing a giggle.

‘But you were the one who wanted me to meet her.’

‘Yes, well … I just thought that you might enjoy a little lesbian sex with her. She has a lovely body but, to be honest, she’s boring.’

‘I think I’ll meet her again anyway,’ Mandy persisted. ‘She was only here for a few minutes, so I don’t know what she’s like. She did seem quite chatty. I think I’ll call into your office and see her.’

‘No, no … she’s leaving at the end of this week. Going abroad, I think. Let’s not talk about her. Tell me about these three guys.’

‘There’s nothing to tell, really,’ Mandy said, concealing a grin. ‘Three guys, three cocks … Nothing to write home about. Going back to Jackie …’

‘God, not again,’ Paula sighed.

‘Lesbian sex intrigues me. I’d like to … well, I’d like to try it.’

‘Well,
I
’m here,’ Paula said, with a giggle. ‘I’m game for anything.’

Wishing she’d kept her mouth shut, Mandy thought that Paula must have been joking. She didn’t
really
want lesbian sex, did she? But perhaps Paula was a lesbian? She didn’t seem to have much luck with men, and she’d talked about Jackie in the past, so … Mandy tried to imagine what it would be like to feel Paula’s tongue lapping at her wet vaginal entrance. It would certainly bring a new aspect to their friendship. The trouble with Paula was that she’d told so many lies that Mandy didn’t know what to believe any more. Deciding to call her bluff, she grinned.

‘OK,’ she said, finishing her coffee and leaving the table. ‘Come into the lounge and teach me about lesbian sex.’

‘What, now?’ Paula breathed, her eyes wide.

‘Yes, why not? I’ve just had a shower and my pussy is smooth and bald, so come and play with me.’

‘Well, I …’

‘Come on, Paula. We’ve both had lesbian sex before. You’re the one with real experience, so teach me.’

Paula followed Mandy into the lounge, her expression pained as she glanced at her watch. She wasn’t going to get out of this, Mandy thought. She’d lied about everything, and she was probably lying about having had lesbian sex. Now she was going to have to prove herself. Mandy didn’t particularly want
the
other girl licking between her thighs, but she looked upon it as a moment of truth. Slipping her panties down, she sat in the armchair with her legs open and her skirt pulled up over her stomach.

‘Well?’ she breathed, smiling at Paula. ‘That’s what you’re into, isn’t it?’

‘I don’t have a great deal of time,’ the girl murmured, staring wide-eyed at Mandy’s shaved outer lips, her tightly closed sex crack.

‘If I remember correctly, you said that you enjoy a wet pussy now and then. Do you remember saying that when you were here?’

‘Yes, yes, I do. It’s just that …’

‘Give me a quick licking, Paula. Just for five minutes, OK?’

As the girl knelt in fron to her, Mandy moved forward in the armchair and positioned her firm buttocks over the edge of the cushion. Paula had tripped over her own lies, she mused. Owning a successful business, a new Mercedes, having a string of men chasing after her, and then saying that she enjoyed a wet pussy now and then … she’d got herself into a corner, and she couldn’t back out.

Parting the fleshy lips of her vulva and exposing her creamy-wet sex hole, Mandy felt no shame or embarrassment. She was used to sex now, crude sex with both men and a girl. Exposing the most private part of her young body, she felt her arousal heighten, her juices of lesbian desire flowing from her open hole. Paula’s eyes were wide, her mouth hanging open, as she gazed at Mandy’s blatantly displayed pussy. There was no way out of this, Mandy thought again. If the girl was going to retain any credibility, she was going to have to commit the lesbian sex act.

Paula moved forward, her eyes squeezed shut as she planted a kiss on Mandy’s hairless mons. Poking
her
tongue out and tentatively licking the swollen outer lips of Mandy’s vagina, she mumbled something about the time. Mandy’s arousal was running high, though, and she ignored Paula’s comment. Holding Paula’s head and forcing her mouth hard against her own open sex flesh, Mandy let out a gasp of pleasure. Paula licked the pinken folds of Mandy’s inner lips, her tongue delving into her tight vaginal sheath as Mandy writhed and gasped in the armchair.

This was definitely Paula’s first taste of lesbian sex, Mandy thought as she gazed at the girl’s closed eyes. Why did she have to tell so many lies? Swivelling her hips and aligning the swollen bud of her clitoris with Paula’s wet mouth, she ordered her to suck. Paula complied, pressing her lips against the wet flesh surrounding Mandy’s clitoris and sucking hard. She wouldn’t have to lie about licking a girl’s pussy now, Mandy reflected as her clitoris swelled in the girl’s hot mouth.

‘Suck my clit hard,’ Mandy breathed as she neared her orgasm. ‘And finger my tight little cunt.’ Her crude words sent her arousal soaring and she gripped the arms of the chair as her reluctant lesbian lover thrust two fingers deep into her contracting vagina and repeatedly swept her wet tongue over the swollen tip of her sensitive clitoris. ‘More fingers,’ Mandy gasped, arching her back as the birth of her orgasm stirred deep within her young womb. ‘I’m coming. Finger-fuck my cunt harder. I’m … I’m coming.’

Her pleasure erupting, her young body shaking uncontrollably, Mandy had never dreamed that she’d be licked and sucked to orgasm by her old school friend. The day Paula had pulled up at the bus stop and given her a lift, she’d never have believed that her life was about to change so dramatically. Her pussy milk spewing over the girl’s hand as she repeatedly
rammed
her fingers deep into her spasming vagina, Mandy writhed and whimpered in the grip of her lesbian-induced climax. Her lower stomach rising and falling jerkily, her eyes rolling, her thighs twitching, she cried out as her orgasm peaked and rocked her young body to its core.

Her pleasure finally began to fade and she looked down at Paula, the girl’s full red lips pressed hard against the pink flesh surrounding Mandy’s deflating clitoris. Had she enjoyed it? she wondered dreamily as Paula’s fingers left her vaginal sheath with a sucking sound. Paula raised her head and licked her lips as she gazed at the sheer pleasure evident on Mandy’s flushed face. Paula was good, Mandy thought. But not as good as Jackie.

‘That was heaven,’ Mandy breathed softly as the other girl rose to her feet and wiped her mouth on the back of her hand. ‘Did you enjoy it?’

‘Yes,’ Paula murmured, forcing a smile.

‘We must do it again. Come round this evening, and I’ll suck your clit to an orgasm so intense that you’ll pass out.’

‘I … I can’t this evening. I’m … I’m seeing Henry.’

‘Tomorrow, then,’ Mandy persisted.

‘Yes, maybe. Look, I have to go. I’ll ring you, OK?’

‘Yes, ring me and we’ll arrange a lesbian sex evening.’

‘I have to go,’ Paula repeated.