Web of Desire

by Ray Gordon

  ‘Are you all right?’ Jackie asked her as she appeared from beneath the quilt and lay by Mandy’s side. Whimpering, dazed, Mandy was unable to speak. ‘That was a good one, wasn’t it?’ Jackie said, giggling. Locking her wet lips to Mandy’s mouth in a passionate kiss, she squeezed the firm mounds of her breasts and pinched her ripe nipples. ‘You’re beautiful,’ she breathed, moving down and sucking Mandy’s erect milk teat into her hot mouth. ‘I’ll always love you and make you come, Mandy. Always.’

  Finally coming to her senses, Mandy lay quivering on her bed as her lover bit gently on each milk teat. Jackie certainly was amazing, she thought dreamily as the girl’s fingers thrust deep into her sex-drenched vaginal sheath and massaged her hot inner flesh. She was also insatiable. Feeling dazed after her incredible orgasm, Mandy moaned softly as her lover stirred the cream within her tightening vagina. Writhing, gasping, she wondered about the future as her sensitive clitoris swelled again and demanded attention.

  Lesbian sex with Jackie was beautiful and felt so natural, but images of rock-hard cocks loomed in her conflicted mind. Her thoughts also turned to David as Jackie massaged her hot vaginal flesh and induced her lubricating milk to flow in torrents. She’d have to see him again, if only to tell him that it was over between them. Could she do that? she asked herself. David had made his plans, said that he wouldn’t cramp Mandy’s life, would allow her to go out with other men and … Confused as never before, Mandy wondered what Jackie was doing as she slipped her fingers out of her wet sex sheath. Turning her head to face her, she smiled.

  ‘Are you asleep?’ she asked her.

  ‘Just about,’ Jackie breathed softly, her eyes closing. ‘Remember this night, Mandy. Remember the sex, the feelings …’

  ‘I will,’ Mandy said. ‘How could I ever forget?’

  Mandy kissed her pussy-wet cheek and rested her head on the pillow beside her lesbian lover. It had been an interesting evening, she thought, recalling David’s cock sperming in her panties. She had to decide what she was going to do with her life, she knew as she closed her eyes. She’d see Jackie again, she was sure of that. But what about David?

  Eight

  MANDY WOKE TO find Jackie sleeping beside her. The events of the previous evening filtering into her mind as sleep left her, she slipped her hand between the girl’s legs and massaged the hairless lips of her vulva. The valley of her pussy was creamy-wet and hot and Mandy imagined licking her there. Her battle between right and wrong was becoming insignificant. Sex was sex, she mused. With a man, with another girl, sex was sex, so why not enjoy it?

  Moving down, she parted the girl’s long legs and lay on her stomach with her head between Jackie’s firm thighs. Breathing in the scent of her pussy, she planted a kiss on the puffy lips of her teenage vulva. Her tongue delving into her valley of desire, she tasted her slick wetness. Jackie stirred and stretched her limbs as Mandy repeatedly swept her tongue over the solid bulb of her clitoris. This seemed so natural, Mandy thought again as she parted the teenage girl’s fleshy outer labia and sucked her ripe clitoris into her hot mouth.

  Jackie stirred again and let out a soft moan of pleasure as Mandy repeatedly swept her tongue over the sensitive tip of her erect clitoris. The taste of the girl’s open pussy, the heady fragrance, the heat and wetness … Mandy moved down her yawning sex valley and slipped her tongue into the damp warmth of her open hole and licked the creamy walls of her young vagina. Again breathing in the girl’s sex-scent, she felt her own clitoris stir, her juices of desire flow from her neglected vagina.

  Lapping fervently at Jackie’s vaginal entrance, drinking her lubricious offering, Mandy jumped when a gush of hot liquid flooded her mouth. Initially shocked, she moved back and grimaced as the tangy flavour woke her taste buds. Watching as the other girl squirted a little more liquid, she pressed her full lips over Jackie’s hole and allowed her mouth to flood with the golden nectar. Breathing heavily through her nose, she swallowed hard. Jackie writhed on the bed, clutching Mandy’s head and forcing her to drink from her young body. Another first, Mandy thought, savouring the golden juice. Had Paula done this? she wondered as she drank.

  The golden flow ceased and Mandy positioned her naked body on top of Jackie, with her open vaginal slit hovering over her pretty face. Lowering her head, Mandy ran her tongue up and down her lesbian lover’s wet valley of desire, repeatedly licking her clitoris and lapping up her creamy juices. Jackie reciprocated, sucking on Mandy’s solid clitoris and tonguing her cream-dripping sex hole. Writhing on the bed, their naked bodies entwined in lesbian lust, the girls slurped and lapped between each other’s thighs until they were both on the verge of orgasm.

  Releasing her own golden shower, Mandy sucked hard on the other girl’s swollen clitoris as they shuddered and writhed in their girl-lust. Their orgasms erupting, they sucked out each other’s pleasure as their faces were splashed and drenched with golden rain. Mandy had never experienced sex like this. Locked in the sixty-nine position, they drank from each other’s bodies as they squirmed in the grip of their powerful orgasms.

  Mandy had never imagined that she’d be having any sex at all in her lonely bed, let alone sex with another girl. Until recently, her bed had been used purely for sleeping. She hadn’t even allowed her fingers to part her fleshy pussy lips and massage her clitoris to orgasm, until she’d met Paula. Once more draining her bladder as her orgasm peaked, the golden nectar raining down over her lesbian lover’s flushed face, Mandy forced her mouth harder against Jackie’s gaping vaginal hole and sucked out the cocktail of cream and hot liquid. Lost in her girl-loving, her naked body shaking uncontrollably, she now knew that she could never be without Jackie.

  As her orgasm finally began to fade, Mandy wondered what it would be like to live with the girl. They’d be good together, she thought as she collapsed on her female lover’s naked body and gasped for breath. They’d love every night, drink from each other, enjoy massive orgasms and … Coming to her senses in the aftermath of her orgasm, Mandy thought of David. He wanted her to move into his house. She could never live with anyone, she decided, clambering off Jackie’s sex-wet body and resting her head on the pillow.

  ‘It won’t work,’ she thought aloud.

  ‘What won’t?’ Jackie asked her.

  ‘Er … nothing. Jackie, that was beautiful.’

  ‘It was wonderful,’ the girl sighed. ‘I’d love to fill your hot pussy with a banana and eat it out of you. Do you have a banana?’

  ‘Yes … no, I mean. Look, I have work to do. God, I haven’t been shopping for ages.’

  ‘I’ll do the shopping for you.’

  ‘Don’t you have work today?’

  ‘Yes, but I’ll do it in my lunch hour. When I get back this evening, I’ll cook you a nice meal. What would you like? How about …’

  ‘Hang on, hang on,’ Mandy interrupted the girl. ‘When you get back this evening?’

  ‘Here, when I get back here with the shopping.’

  ‘Jackie, I … I’m going out this evening.’

  ‘That’s OK. I’ll be here when you get back and we’ll love each other again and …’

  As Jackie told her about her plans, Mandy stared at the ceiling and tried to think straight. Jackie couldn’t just move in, she mused anxiously. It would be handy if the girl did the shopping, but … As the phone rang, she leapt out of bed, slipped into her dressing gown and went downstairs to the lounge. It would have been easier to have grabbed the bedside phone, but she didn’t want Jackie listening to her conversation. If it was David, she wanted to talk in private.

  ‘It’s me,’ Paula said as Mandy pressed the receiver to her ear.

  ‘Hello, me,’ Mandy sighed.

  ‘Sorry, did I wake you?’

  ‘No, no. I was in the shower.’

  ‘I rang last night but you must have been out. So, how are things?’

  ‘Fine,’ Mandy breathed, hearing Jackie go into the bathroom. ‘And you?’

  ‘I’m OK. I was wonderi
ng what you thought of Henry?’

  ‘Yes, he’s … he’s a nice man,’ Mandy replied, feeling guilty.

  ‘Sorry I had to rush off the other night. Anyway, I thought we’d do a foursome again.’

  ‘With Henry?’

  ‘Yes, of course. You and Gary and Henry and me.’

  ‘Oh, well … yes – yes, that would be nice.’

  ‘Are you all right, Mandy? Only, you sound worried or something.’

  ‘I’m fine, honestly. It’s just that I have a mountain of work to do and it’s playing on my mind.’

  ‘Did you have a late night? Were you a naughty girl?’

  ‘I was a naughty girl, yes. I had lesbian sex last night and I’m shattered.’

  ‘Lesbian sex? Anyone I know, such as Jackie?’

  ‘Who? Oh, no, no.’

  ‘Tell me more.’

  ‘We’re both into water sports,’ Mandy said triumphantly, realising that she was still playing the game of one-upmanship.

  ‘Wow, really? That’s something I’ve never done.’

  ‘Haven’t you?’ Mandy asked her in surprise. ‘You don’t know what you’re missing.’

  ‘Well, there are limits.’

  ‘I didn’t think you had limits, Paula.’

  ‘And I thought you were a shy little thing. You’ve got a string of men, and now you play water sports with another girl. Have you always been like this?’

  ‘Only since I met … I mean, since I met the girl several years ago. I suppose I’ve always been oversexed.’ Dreaming up a story, Mandy was loving the game. ‘Do you remember Bryony from school?’

  ‘Er … no, I don’t think so.’

  ‘Never mind. Anyway, I’d better—’

  ‘What happened with this Bryony?’

  ‘I’ve been seeing her on and off since we left school. She’s a right little nymphomaniac. I thought you’d had lesbian sex, Paula?’

  ‘Yes, yes, I have. This Bryony, would it be possible for me to meet her?’

  ‘Well, I’m not sure. Look, I can’t talk now. I have so much work on at the moment. If I don’t get started, it will never be finished.’

  ‘Oh, right. By the way, I thought Gary was nice.’

  ‘Yes, he is. And he’s loaded.’

  ‘Really?’

  ‘It’s funny, Paula. When we met up, you told me about your men and your gardener and the cleaning woman. I didn’t like to say too much at the time, but … I haven’t done the housework or washing and ironing for years. My lesbian friend does all that for me.’

  ‘You are doing well. I thought you had a man to do your shopping?’

  ‘Bryony does it now. The trouble is, I have too many sexual partners. I’m like you, in that respect. I have men on the go everywhere.’

  ‘They can be a pain,’ Paula sighed. ‘Henry is my main man at the moment. He’s damned good in bed and he has a cock to die for. It’s so big, Mandy. I’m telling you, it would rip you open.’

  ‘I didn’t think his … well, you’re a lucky girl. Has he got money, though?’

  ‘He’s absolutely loaded. I’d better get on with some work, Mandy. I’ll ring you later and we’ll fix something up.’

  ‘OK, great. Bye.’

  Hanging up, Mandy grinned. Paula had never been into water sports? she mused triumphantly. Mandy was now well ahead in the game of one-upmanship, and she hadn’t had to lie about lesbian sex and water sports. But where was her deviant lifestyle getting her? Her thoughts turned to Henry – she hadn’t reckoned his cock was that big. He was big enough, but nothing like Paula had suggested. Why was she lying? Mandy wondered as she made two cups of coffee. There was something about Paula that didn’t add up, but she couldn’t put her finger on it. Henry was her man, or he had been. Perhaps she was just exaggerating about his cock.

  ‘I’ll make a mental shopping list,’ Jackie said as she bounded down the stairs after a shower. Her long blonde hair cascaded over her white blouse and she looked stunning. ‘I’ll do the shopping in my lunch hour and see you when I get in from work.’

  ‘Oh, right,’ Mandy said, wondering what to say. ‘I’ve made you a coffee.’

  ‘I’ll buy a rubber sheet for the bed,’ Jackie said, giggling as she sat at the kitchen table.

  ‘Jackie …’ Mandy began. ‘It’s nice of you to do the shopping. The thing is—’

  ‘I have money,’ the girl cut in. ‘My father gives me an allowance. I only work to keep him happy. He’s got more money than you could ever imagine.’

  ‘Really?’ Mandy said, her interest rising.

  ‘He bought me a house and a car. I’m an only child, so he spoils me rotten. Mum left years ago, so Dad only has me. You’ll have to come round to my house.’

  ‘Yes, I’d like that. How old is your dad?’

  ‘He’s thirty-six. You must meet him. We’ll have to go to his house – I’m sure you’ll like him.’

  ‘I’m sure I will.’

  ‘It’s strange, really. He has all that money, and no woman in his life. So, what would you like to eat this evening? Apart from my pussy, I mean.’

  ‘Anything, I’m not bothered,’ Mandy replied nonchalantly. ‘Does your dad know that you’re a lesbian?’

  ‘Yes, and he’s fine about it.’ Leaving the table and opening the fridge, she sighed. ‘Milk, cheese, eggs, butter … looks like you’re low on everything.’

  ‘Yes, I should have been shopping days ago but I’ve been so busy.’

  ‘That’s OK, you have me to do it now.’ Jackie downed her coffee and kissed Mandy’s cheek. ‘OK, I’d better go. I have to walk home and get my car. I didn’t use it last night in case I wanted a drink. I’ll see you later.’

  ‘Yes, right.’

  ‘What time are you going out?’

  ‘I’m … I’m not sure,’ Mandy sighed. ‘I’ll be here when you get home. When you get back, I mean.’

  ‘OK, keep your pussy warm and wet for me. Bye.’

  Thirty-six years old, single, loaded, and with a horny lesbian daughter, Mandy thought. ‘Before you go …’ she called, following Jackie to the front door. ‘How about taking me to meet your dad this evening?’

  ‘OK, he’d like that.’

  ‘Right, well … I’ll see you later, then.’

  Wandering back into the kitchen as Jackie closed the front door, Mandy sipped her coffee and made her plans. Thirty-six years old, single, loaded … She imagined having a sexual relationship with both father and daughter and grinned. The evening was going to be interesting, she thought, taking her coffee into the dining room and switching her computer on. Very interesting.

  After working all day on the web site, Mandy had a shower and dressed in a red miniskirt, stockings, and white blouse. Pacing the lounge floor, wondering what time Jackie would return, she was becoming impatient. If Gary turned up, things could be very awkward, she mused anxiously. She didn’t want anyone else to meet Jackie. The girl was her secret, and she was determined to keep it that way. She grabbed the ringing phone and felt her stomach churn as David asked her out for the evening.

  ‘I can’t,’ she breathed. ‘I’m sorry, David. I’m … I’m seeing a client about a web site this evening.’

  ‘OK, not to worry. Work must come first. How about tomorrow?’

  ‘Yes, yes – that should be fine.’

  ‘You obviously got home safely last night. Did you sleep well? Did you dream about me?’

  ‘I went straight to sleep. I never dream.’

  ‘I had the most amazing dream about you, Mandy. We were in this huge bed and—’

  ‘There’s the doorbell,’ Mandy cut in. ‘It’ll be my client.’

  ‘Yes, I heard the bell. OK, I’ll see you tomorrow.’

  ‘OK, bye.’

  Letting Jackie in, Mandy helped her to lug several carrier bags of shopping into the kitchen. This had saved a lot of time, she thought as she put the food away. Time, and money. Looking forward to meeting Jackie’s father, she suggested that they should l
eave straight away and eat later. Jackie was happy with that. Clutching Mandy’s head, she kissed her full lips and slipped her tongue into her mouth. Mandy felt her stomach somersault, her clitoris swell and her pussy milk seep into her tight panties as she returned the passionate kiss.

  ‘I want you,’ Jackie breathed.

  ‘Later,’ Mandy said, pulling away. ‘Let’s go and see your dad first.’

  ‘OK, my car’s outside.’

  Mandy grabbed her handbag and left the flat, eyeing Jackie’s short skirt as she followed her down the path to the street. She had beautiful long legs, she thought. Shapely thighs, trim, firm buttocks … Trying not to think about lesbian sex, she pondered on meeting the girl’s father. Feeling anxious, she recalled taking John round to meet her parents. It had all been rather awkward, she reflected, wondering what he was doing now. Wallowing in self-pity?

  ‘Wow,’ Mandy breathed as they reached Jackie’s car. ‘A Mercedes?’

  ‘As I said, Dad bought it for me.’

  ‘That’s a coincidence,’ Mandy murmured, sitting next to Jackie and closing the door. ‘Paula has one just like this.’

  ‘Did she tell you that?’ Jackie asked her as she drove off.

  ‘I’ve been in it. She gave me a lift and—’

  ‘That was this car,’ Jackie cut in as she turned onto the main road. ‘My car.’

  ‘What?’

  ‘She borrows it sometimes, to do her shopping. She doesn’t have a car so …’

  ‘But I thought she was loaded?’

  ‘She earns good money, but she’s not loaded.’

  ‘Hang on, Jackie. Paula is your boss, isn’t she?’

  ‘Yes, she runs the office I work in.’

  ‘She doesn’t own the company?’

  ‘Own it? God, no. Did she tell you …?’

  ‘No, no, she didn’t say anything. I just assumed that she … I obviously got the wrong end of the stick. Who would have thought that I’d be in the very same car with you?’