Web of Desire (26 page)

‘No, please …’ Mandy breathed, loving the game. ‘Please, let me go now.’

‘We have company,’ David said, leading two young men into the clearing.

‘Who are they?’ Mandy asked him, lifting her head and staring wide-eyed at the grinning teenagers.

‘Friends of mine,’ he said. ‘OK, lads, she’s all yours.’

The lads stripped naked and ran their hands over Mandy’s nude body as David and the old man stood back. David hadn’t said anything about bringing more people to the clearing, Mandy thought as one of the men slipped his bulbous knob between her wet inner lips and thrust his solid shaft deep into her hot vagina. Mandy was about to ask David what was going on when the other young man knelt on the
grass
and forced his ballooning knob deep into her mouth.

Her feet hanging from the ropes, her legs high in the air, Mandy’s young body rocked back and forth as one young man shafted her tight pussy and the other pushed his huge knob to the back of her throat. Four cocks, Mandy mused as she gobbled on the salty knob bloating her pretty mouth. Was this her dream? she wondered. Was this what she wanted? Her mouth flooding with sperm, she’d hoped that the young men would have lasted longer. They were young and overexcited, she thought as her tightening vagina overflowed with creamy spunk.

The cocks left her trembling body and she lifted her head as the old man parted the firm cheeks of her bottom and pressed his swollen knob hard against the brown ring of her anus. His knob entered her, his shaft stretching her tight duct to capacity, and she watched as David knelt down and drove his solid cock deep into her spermed mouth again. They were going to take turns to use and abuse her tethered body, she thought as she listened to the young men whispering and chuckling. Jackie couldn’t bring her such debased sexual pleasure, Mandy thought. Was this really her last day of freedom?

The cock pistoning her tight rectum pumped out its creamy spunk, lubricating the illicit union, and Mandy repeatedly swallowed hard as David flooded her gobbling mouth with his spunk. Breathing heavily through her nose as her mouth overflowed, she gulped down as much as she could as her tethered body rocked back and forth. She’d miss the taste of fresh sperm, she mused as she drank from David’s throbbing knob. Jackie’s girl-cream was heavenly, but there was nothing as delicious as fresh sperm.

Realising that her decadent sex session with four men wasn’t helping her to decide what it was she wanted, Mandy considered her options. Paula was moving into her flat, so Mandy either would have to live at home with her parents, move in with David, or take Jackie up on her offer. Ruling her parents out, she tried to imagine living with David. Would it work, being next door to her parents? Back to Jackie, she mused as David slipped his knob out of her spunk-flooded mouth and the deflating penis left her bottom-hole with a loud sucking sound.

Her eyes closed, Mandy had no idea whose cock now drove deep into her rectal duct. The anal shafting once more rocking her naked body, she listened to the squelching sound of sperm and gasps of male pleasure. Her anal canal inflamed, her tight brown hole burning, she whimpered and writhed as the crude abuse sent her arousal soaring. Fingers driving into the neglected sheath of her pussy, massaging deep inside her young vagina, she knew that this was the ultimate act of decadence. Jackie could never do this. The girl had love to offer, but Mandy craved lust and sexual abuse.

Her rectum flooding again with male sex cream, her erect clitoris massaged by the thrusting fingers, Mandy shuddered as she reached her mind-blowing orgasm. Shaking uncontrollably as fingernails bit into the delicate flesh of her pert breasts, she wondered how many more anal fuckings she could endure. Her orgasm peaked and she grimaced as teeth sank again into the sensitive teats of her brown nipples and more fingers drove deep into the inflamed cavern of her aching vagina.

‘No more,’ Mandy finally managed to gasp. ‘Please … no more.’ The men ignored her. The fingers left her sex-drenched vagina, the deflating penis withdrew
from
her tight anal sheath, but another solid cock took its place and slipped easily into the wet heat of her sperm-laden rectum. Her eyes rolling, her head lolling from side to side, she breathed heavily and convulsed wildly as the solid knob repeatedly drove deep into the dank heat of her sperm-bubbling bowels. More fingers stretched her inflamed vagina open to capacity and she murmured incoherent words of sex in her delirium.

Sperm flooded her bowels once more, filling her to the brim as the men looked on and chuckled and whispered their crude words. The cock withdrew and was immediately replaced by another rock-hard organ. The ropes bit into Mandy’s wrists and ankles as the enforced shafting commenced and she wondered again how much more her young body could take. Her holes would be bubbling with spunk for hours, she mused, listening to the sound of flesh meeting flesh. Would Jackie suck out the hot spunk from her tight bottom-hole and drink it?

Her thinking was perverse. She’d changed beyond belief in such a short time. Had she not bumped into Paula, had she not gone to the wine bar on that fateful evening … But it was the future that concerned her. She couldn’t spend the rest of her life fucking strangers. Confused, Mandy didn’t know what to do as another deluge of creamy sperm filled her hot bowels.

The men finally became exhausted. Mandy curled up in a ball on the ground as the ropes were released. Spunk oozing from the inflamed holes between her wet inner thighs, she watched as her abusers dressed. Would she be meeting them in the woods again? she wondered. Would David find more young men to use and abuse her young body? Grabbing what was left of her clothes, she managed to dress as the teenage
lads
slipped away. The old man said goodbye to David, and added that he was looking forward to the next time.

‘Are you all right?’ David asked her as his friend left the clearing.

‘Yes, I … I think so,’ Mandy gasped. ‘God, that was incredible.’

‘At least I now know what you want. I can give you anything you want, Mandy. If you move in with me, I can bring friends to the house and—’

‘I need to get home,’ she cut in. ‘Please, David, take me home.’

As they walked back to the car, Mandy felt sperm streaming down her inner thighs. Her clothes in tatters, her young body aching, all she wanted to do was get home and go to bed. The people outside the pub gazed at her as she climbed into David’s car. Her hair dishevelled, her blouse torn, they must have wondered what she’d been up to. They’d never know, she thought as David drove her home. No one would ever know what a slut she’d turned out to be.

Twelve

AFTER A SHOWER
the following morning, Mandy dressed in a miniskirt and T-shirt. Her body was still aching from her time in the woods with four men as she made herself a cup of coffee and sat in the lounge. She was going to have to ring Jackie, she knew as she checked her watch. Seven-thirty – the girl was bound to be up and about. Dialling the number and pressing the receiver to her ear, she had no idea what she was going to say. Should she move in with her?

‘Hi,’ Jackie trilled like an excited child. ‘I’ve missed you. How are you?’

‘I’m fine,’ Mandy replied. ‘Jackie, I … I think I’ve come to a decision.’

‘Really? OK, tell me the worst.’

‘Actually, I haven’t come to a decision. What I mean is … God, I don’t know what I mean.’

‘OK, calm down. If you need more time, that’s fine by me. I don’t want to rush you.’

‘I said that I needed twenty-four hours …’

‘Mandy, don’t worry about it. Just take your time. By the way, I rang you last night. I rang several times.’

‘Yes, I … I was out all evening. Look, can you come and pick me up?’

‘What, now?’

‘No, no. Say, nine o’clock?’

‘Er … you want me to take the day off work?’

‘Yes, if you can.’

‘OK. What’s the plan, where are we going?’

‘To your house, if that’s all right?’

‘Yes, no problem.’

‘Thanks, Jackie. I’ll see you later.’

Replacing the receiver, Mandy finished her coffee and checked her emails. Three more potential customers, she mused happily. A large company in London wanting a huge web site, an electrical wholesaler asking for a quote … Work was piling up, and Mandy knew that she had to clear her head and get down to business. This was what she’d always wanted, she thought. Customers building up, the money coming in … She switched the computer off, knowing that she couldn’t concentrate on the business until her private life was settled.

She bounded up the stairs, grabbed two suitcases and began packing her clothes. ‘That’s it,’ she breathed, emptying her wardrobe. ‘I’ve come to a decision.’ Realising how few clothes she had as she packed the cases, she gathered up the things from her dressing table. With money coming in, she’d be able to buy some new outfits. Perhaps Jackie would go shopping with her, she mused happily as she lugged the cases downstairs.

Opening the kitchen cupboards, Mandy gazed at the tins of beans. She hadn’t been shopping for so long that there was very little food in the flat. Packing bits and pieces into cardboard boxes, placing the food she had into carrier bags, she worked for an hour. Finally, having packed up the computer, she was ready to leave the flat. It seemed strange to be leaving, she thought, looking around the place. Two years, she thought, recalling the day when she’d
moved
in. Two years of working hard on her business, struggling to pay the bills … That was all about to change.

‘You’re early,’ she said, answering the front door to find Paula standing on the step.

‘I’m on my way to work. I thought I’d call in and make sure it’s still on.’

‘Yes, I’m packed and ready to leave. I haven’t been to the solicitor yet. I was rather busy yesterday and got tied up—’

‘You’re into bondage?’ Paula cut in, giggling.

‘No, I … I’ve worked out the rent,’ Mandy said, taking a piece of paper from the hall table. ‘Is that OK with you?’

‘Yes, that’s perfect,’ the other girl replied, gazing at the figures scrawled across the piece of paper. ‘I’m loaded, so money is no object. I’ll move in this evening after work, if that’s OK?’

‘That’s fine. There’s a key on the table. I’ll have my phone number changed later today and … God, there’s so much to do. I should have prepared for this.’

‘I get the impression that this was a last-minute decision.’

‘You’ll never know just how last-minute it was,’ Mandy sighed. ‘I haven’t told anyone that I’m moving yet.’

‘Not even Gary?’

‘No, not even Gary.’

‘What if he comes round? Where shall I tell him—’

‘No one knows where I’m moving to, and I’d rather keep it that way. Paula, you’re looking for a man, aren’t you?’

‘Several, if I can find any.’

‘You can have Gary.’

‘What?’

‘Gary will come round here looking for me at some stage. He’s married and likes a bit on the side, if you’re interested?’

‘Yes, but … will
he
be interested?’

‘Of course he will. You’re a very attractive girl, Paula. Gary will be only too willing to … There is one thing.’

‘Oh?’

‘Be honest with Gary. You won’t have to dream up fantasies, Paula.’

‘Fantasies?’

‘I think you know what I mean.’

‘Yes – yes, I do,’ Paula sighed, hanging her head. ‘I didn’t think you’d fall for my lies.’

‘You don’t own the company, do you?’

‘No, I don’t. You see … when we met at the bus stop, I wanted you to think that I was successful. I was in the Mercedes and … I thought you must be doing well, so I exaggerated a little.’

‘A
little
?’ Mandy retorted. ‘Owning your own company, travelling abroad, owning two houses …’

‘I lied,’ Paula confessed. ‘I’m sorry, Mandy.’

‘You don’t have to apologise to me. I lied, too.’

‘What do you mean?’

‘Paula, when we met I was stony-broke. I’m doing very well now, but … Remember when I met Gary in the wine bar?’

‘Yes.’

‘I’d never seen him before. He chatted me up and …’

‘God, Mandy, you’re as bad as me.’

‘Yes, I do believe I am.’

‘You must be doing very well now. I mean, to rent the flat out and buy a house, you must be raking it in.’

‘I’m doing OK,’ Mandy murmured.

‘So, when do I get to see your new house?’

‘Er … I don’t know. We’ll obviously keep in touch, so I’ll let you know.’

‘Right, I’d better get to work. Seeing as I don’t own the company, I don’t want to be late. I’m sorry that I made up all that crap, Mandy.’

‘Don’t worry about it. We all have dreams and sometimes they spill over and become a sort of reality.’

‘I believed it myself at times. All that stuff about travelling abroad … I’d better get to work. I’ll see you around.’

‘Don’t forget the key.’

‘God, yes. Thanks, Mandy. You’ve got me out of a real spot.’

‘I’ll see you soon, OK?’

‘Yes, OK.’

Mandy shook her head as Paula left. At least the girl had been honest at long last, she thought. No doubt she’d lie about being rich to Gary and … It didn’t matter what Paula did, she decided. As long as she paid the rent, she could do and say what she liked. Taking one last look around the lounge, Mandy imagined Paula entertaining Gary on the sofa. Gary would satisfy the girl, and Mandy was sure that Paula would be more than happy with him. Everything was going to work out well, she thought.

Jackie arrived and gazed at the suitcases and boxes in the hall. Beaming, she realised that Mandy had come to a decision and was ready to leave. Mandy smiled, saying nothing as her lesbian lover helped her to load the car. She didn’t know what to say – there were no words. Finally locking the front door and joining Jackie in the car, she reached over and placed her hand on the girl’s slender thigh. Jackie squeezed her hand, her pretty face smiling as she pulled out
into
the traffic. Mandy still wasn’t too sure about giving up her men, and she hoped that she wouldn’t crave a solid cock and fresh spunk.

‘Here we are,’ Jackie breathed, parking outside her house. ‘We’re home.’