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Ultimate Tangled Web
Chapter 5
Mary Jane sat on the edge of the bed, nervously fidgeting with the hem of her nightshirt. It was an oversized Yankees jersey, perfect for a sleepover. MJ was able to hide inside it. It had been a rough week. "Liz, can we talk?"
"What is it MJ?" Liz asked, turning around from the computer. Her hair was in curlers. She wore a cotton undershirt, pink panties, and the stupidest looking pair of bunny slippers Mary Jane had ever seen. Liz was definitely in for the night.
Liz smiled. It made her freckles glow in the light. "No secrets during a slumber party MJ. Something’s been bothering you all week and I’ve been waiting for you to spill it."
"Spill it?" It was tough for Mary Jane not to laugh with Liz. "Is it that obvious?"
Liz was taken aback. "Obvious? They’re running a betting pool in study hall. I have a split dollar on either "broke up with Peter" or "he stuck it in MJ’s butt"."
Mary Jane’s face flushed with equal anger and horror. "You’re betting on my virgin ass in 4th period!"
"Psych!" Liz sprang of her chair and playfully tackled Mary Jane. Fingers danced at her sides, finding the ticklish spot between hip and rib. MJ tickled her back, precariously rolling off the edge of the bed. Liz was laughing too hard to break her fall. "Ugh!"
Mary Jane sat back, wiping tears of laughter on her eyes. "That sucked. Thanks Liz."
"You suck," Liz replied while rubbing her sore back, "and you take it up the butt."
"Do not…"
"So Peter broke up with you?"
MJ’s eyes turned down. "Yeah, but that’s only half of it."
Liz rolled onto her stomach and looked up in sympathy. "I figured. Last time you and Peter were off the rocks you slept over. Remember we snuck out to see that Molten Man concert?"
"Yeah," Mary Jane actually remembered it fondly, "Max Raxton kicks ass." MJ sat herself against the dresser.
Liz smirked at her. "You always ask your Mom if you can sleep over whenever something bad happens and Peter is being distant. If you don’t want anybody to know you two broke up, I understand."
"Nah," MJ retied her ponytail, "if you noticed I’m sure others have."
Liz rolled over onto her back, resting her head on MJ’s lap. "Do not doubt my powers of deduction my dear Watson?"
Mary Jane had to giggle at that. "A literary reference? From Liz Allen?"
Liz shrugged, "It must have been in Cosmo. So what’s bothering you about this breakup?"
It was weird having a conversation with ones’ lap, but Mary Jane adjusted quickly. "It’s not just Peter. I did something stupid and now I’m all messed up in the head-"
"Which is normal." Liz interrupted, "I told you, after you break up with a guy get in another relationship within two days. Prove to yourself that life goes on by having fun with somebody else."
MJ looked off to the side. "And what if that doesn’t go well?"
Liz rose to her elbows. "You saw another guy?"
"Kind of…" Mary Jane didn’t have to look at Liz to feel her eyes prying for more information. "…It didn’t go well."
"Who was it?"
"It doesn’t matter." MJ instinctively pulled her knees to her chest. She hid herself in the fetal position. "He rejected me."
An odd look flashed across Liz’s face. "Dumb-ass. You’re fun, funny, and like a total hottie… what dumb-ass turned you down?"
"You don’t know him," Mary Jane shot back, "he doesn’t go to our school."
"But he rejected you."
Mary Jane couldn’t hide her frustration. "Not really. I thought we were going to do… stuff…"
Curious, her eyes met Liz’. She was hinged on every word.
"…I thought we where going to do it but we stopped-, he stopped." Mary Jane corrected herself. She didn’t like hiding things from Liz, but much like Peter’s secret identity, something’s she couldn’t share even with her best friend.
Liz stood and went over to the computer. She spoke with her back to MJ, reaching behind the hard drive. "So you and this mystery man got all steamy and he couldn’t rise to the occasion?"
"No, he was hard." Mary Jane cut herself off. If she didn’t change the subject soon Liz would be impossible. She was an insatiable gossip, and MJ’s best friend. "He rejected me. I’ve never felt so rejected in my life. Not to mention the fact that I’m still in love with Peter, so I have all this guilt about being close to intimate with another guy, and then he rejects me."
Liz lifted a half-empty bottle for her to see. "Tequila, the only cure for guilt." She unscrewed it and took a swig, handing it off to MJ while coughing down the liquor.
Mary Jane took the bottle from Liz. "I’m so fucked up over this. I got all worked up to be with another guy and he kicked me to the curb." Mary Jane put the bottle to her lips and gulped down a mouthful. It burned, almost enough to bring tears to her eyes.
"Let’s cash this bottle and do girl-talk." Liz forced MJ to lower the bottle. "I want to know what’s really bothering you, so don’t get plastered."
"That is the truth." MJ said as she relinquished the bottle to Liz. "I went to another guy and got rejected." MJ stood, stretching her back.
Liz took another swig and handed the bottle back to MJ. "You can lie to me Mary Jane but I know you too well." Liz sat on the bed and stared up at her friend, "You get dumped by Peter, the geek-love of your life, and you try to tell me you feel more rejected because a guy denied you booty on the rebound? Try again, Brainy Janey."
MJ turned, not liking the fact that Liz brought up a nickname from elementary school. But it did show her that Liz knew her almost better than she knew herself. Liz didn’t know that Peter actually broke up with her two weeks ago, she’d seen Norman Osborn last week, and then all those Internet rumors about Spider-Man dating that tramp from the X-Men. All of it was coming to a head. But only now did she realize that it wasn’t the rejection and guilt from the breakup with Peter, but the way that Norman Osborn made her feel, and how he had taken it all away in an instant.
Mary Jane looked over her shoulder. "Liz, do I look sexy?"
Liz took the bottle and gulped. She wiped her lips and stared at the Yankee pinstripes on MJ’s back. "What do you mean?"
"Do you think I’m attractive?" Mary Jane’s face went red with embarrassment. It was easier to talk to the wall than talk to Liz. "If you were a guy do you think you’d want to have sex with me?"
"Yeah." Liz responded a little to quickly, "You’re funny, and sweet, and everything a guy could want."
Mary Jane took a deep breath, slowly turning around. "No Liz," she played with the buttons on her baseball jersey. "Do you think I’m sexy?"
Liz could see how serious she was by the look in her eye. She stood up and handed MJ the bottle. Liz turned MJ so she faced the closet door, the one that had the full-length mirror on it. "Take a good look at yourself Mary Jane. A real good look."
Mary Jane did. She saw her green eyes reflect back. She could see the sadness in them, the way that the corners of her mouth drooped downward. Had she always looked so dreadful? No. Even she could see that this look was unaccustomed on her face.
Liz had busied herself. She locked her bedroom door, turned on some music, and tapped a couple things on her keyboard before shutting off her monitor.
Quietly she came up behind Mary Jane. She pulled the tie out of her hair and let her red hair flow over her shoulders. "Look at yourself Mary Jane. You’ve got the best natural color. It’s so straight and fine." Liz swallowed, "Your eyes are some of the deepest green I’ve ever seen. Your lips are full, your mouth is heart-shaped."
Mary Jane was so mesmerized by her reflection and Liz’s voice that she hadn’t even noticed that her friend’s hands had reached under her arms and unbuttoned her baseball jersey.
"Your skin is so soft, smooth and pretty." Mary Jane let Liz’s gentle tug drop the shirt off her shoulders. "I’ve been jealous about your tits for years." Her friend spoke softly as her hands-
"Liz, what are you doing?"
Mary Jane turned. Liz had pulled the curlers from her blonde hair. She’s taken off the cotton undershirt, leaving her in nothing but her pink bra and panties.
Her sparkling blue’s stared into Mary Jane’s emerald eyes. "Don’t question it Mary Jane. You’re my best friend. You need this. It’s okay," Liz bit her lip slightly, MJ could see how nervous she was. "Just don’t tell anybody, alright?"
"I promise," Mary Jane whispered as Liz laid her down on the bed. She felt lips on her neck, hands on her sides. It didn’t tickle in the slightest. Her freckled friend kissed her neck and sent jolts of pleasure up and down her spine.
"Just don’t make me gay," Liz whispered into her ear.
"Deal." Mary Jane spoke with sudden need as she grabbed Liz by her curly blonde hair and pressed their lips together. She felt like she was melting. It had been so long since Peter touched her like this, longer still since she and Gwen-
Hot breath expelled from her lungs a Liz touched her through her panties. Suddenly she realized how real this was. Liz kissed her and pressed their naked skin together. Her flesh was soft and her kiss was hard. There was need there, a need in Liz like the one that burned in her. Mary Jane sat up, struggling her way out of her baseball jersey. With delicate speed she unsnapped the clasp on Liz' bra.
They abandoned their garments in desperation, reveling in the sensation of skin on skin. They kissed and caressed each other for what seemed like hours, long after the taste of tequila had left each others’ mouths.
Liz broke of the kiss and stared into her friend’s eyes with unabated lust. "You’re really good at this MJ." Her hands fondled her friends’ chest with a curious heat. "Your skin is so soft… your nipples are so hard…"
MJ didn’t let her finish. She rolled Liz onto her back and straddled her, rising so her tits were over Liz’ face.
"…Okay." Liz whispered as she drew MJ’s nipple into her mouth with her tongue. One hand grasped her other tit, Liz’ other hand gently stroked the heat under MJ’s panties. She gasped deeply in desire. MJ unconsciously began to rock back and forth with the sensation of Liz suckling and stroking her.
MJ grabbed Liz by the hair and pulled her head back to the pillow. Mary Jane kissed her hard, forcing her tongue into the girl’s throat and sucking at her lower lip. MJ slid her legs off the bed and broke off the kiss.
"Where do you think your going?" Liz had trouble hiding how upset she was.
Mary Jane had to get the fire out of her belly. She slid her panties off her hips and stepped out of them.
"What are you doing?" Liz’ voice quivered in fear.
Mary Jane stood naked and unashamed. One hand stroked through her flame red hair. The other fell to her hip. "Look at me, Liz." Mary Jane spoke in a breathless whisper. "I’m so hot for you."
Liz could see MJ’s erect nipples, the flushed redness of her skin, and the shimmering excitement between her legs. Mary Jane’s chest rose and fell with each shuddering breath.
"I’m so into this Liz. I want to taste your pussy. I want to make you come. Can we…?"
Liz swallowed dryly. "I don’t want to be gay."
A hurt look crossed MJ’s face. She bit her lip and turned away.
Liz stood, realizing what was wrong. MJ was hot for her; all revved up and ready. And Liz was turning her down, just like Mr. Anonymous had done. It almost brought Liz to tears.
MJ hid her hands in her face. She couldn’t look her best friend in the eye. Mary Jane tried to choke back the sobs-
And then she felt the touch on her back. It was followed by the soft arm that wrapped around her and the sensation of breath on her neck.
"Hey sexy," Liz purred, "are you ready to come back to bed?"
Mary Jane felt the heat of the blonde’s breasts on her back. She wrapped one leg around MJ’s. Mary Jane felt the prickly sensation of Liz’ pubes against her hip.
Liz whispered in her ear. "Don’t make me beg…"
Mary Jane looked over her shoulder. Liz was serious. She balled up her cotton panties and tossed them to the floor. They shared a secret smile.
"Check it out," Liz said as her eyes flashed to the full-length mirror, "we are so hot!"
Mary Jane stared at the mirror. They were hot, naked and holding each other. Blonde and redhead… young and pretty… sexy and athletic… naked and uninhibited. They held, touched and teased each other. With a sultry glaze Liz kissed MJ on the cheek.
Mary Jane spun and took Liz in her arms. She cradled Liz’ neck and kissed her deeply. She dipped her till they were both on the bed with Mary Jane on top. Liz smiled at the return of the feeling of MJ’s nakedness on hers. She seduced her with her eyes and lips as she kissed her way from the girl’s mouth and down her neck, throat, and chest.
"Just don’t tell anyone, okay?" Liz moaned as MJ continued downward.
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