Sweet Lolita and her Swallows - IMPASSES

From that night on, Lolita and Diogo began to enjoy every possible moment to be together delighting each other. Sometimes during the dawn she would run to his room and they would end up in an insane copulation, forced to be quiet so as not to be denounced by their own desire. On other occasions, it was Diogo who ran to his sister's room for them to perform a half nine until she received her semen in her mouth after enjoying many orgasms provided by his tongue. One night, coming out of her work, Lolita noticed Diogo standing in a corner smoking a cigarette; she had the urge to run up to him, hug him and kiss him until she lost her breath, but she knew that this was not possible. With measured steps she went up to him and when she arrived she opened an insinuating smile. Diogo stared at her and also smiled; they looked like two teenagers mad for each other and eager for a hot and juicy sex. "Hello, darling! Did you come to pick me up from work?" she asked in a sullen tone. -Hi, Lola <unk> he replied in a kind and affectionate tone <unk> Actually I don't know why I came ..., I think I can't stop thinking and wanting my little whore! "Oh, honey, that's so nice!" she said euphorically. "Are you taking me somewhere now?" - The places I know are fleas! <unk> he answered looking down <unk> Nothing that deserves to receive you ... -My love..., I'll go wherever you want! <unk> she interrupted in a categorical tone <unk> I just want to be by your side! "Then come with me!" he said, taking Lolita's hand. "I know a place... and today I got some change for a kiss". With hasty steps the couple ran in the direction set by Diogo; they reached a degraded area of the city and Lolita felt a certain dread of walking there; Diogo stared at her face and smiled, following safely ahead of herself asking her not to let go of her hand. They reached their destination: a hotel foyer whose luminous neon now flashed, now did not; they entered and Diogo looked at the subject behind the counter and shook his head; the man emitted a sarcastic look as he picked up a key hanging on a stand behind him throwing it in the direction of the boy who picked it up still in the air. They climbed up the wooden stairs that were stubborn as if complaining about their luck and fate; they entered a room where there was a double bed with clean sheets, a kind of dresser with a mirror and a bedside table; Lolita was still examining the room when she was grabbed tightly by her brother who sealed her lips with a succession of warm, wet and deep kisses that almost left her breathless. The next moment they were lying naked on the bed clinging to each other between kisses and caresses full of voluptuousness soon resulting in a long half-nine where they both relished each other without stopping. In the midst of that mind-boggling voluptuousness, Lolita pushed her brother and climbed over him taking it upon herself to keep her member pointed at her vulva as she slowly descended towards her; the instant she found herself filled by her brother's wonderful intrusion, Lolita let out a long-winded cry and then looked at him and smiled. "For the first time I can scream my love for my man! For my man!" she babbled as she began her ride over the male who was enjoying having his sister's breasts in his hands squeezing and nipping them. -Ahhh! Uhhh! My ..., my little whore! <unk> stuttered the boy in an anxious tone <unk> You are my little whore! Of no one else ..., Ahhh! Bitch! "Yes, yes, yes, I am yours and yours alone", she whispered. Not satisfied, they decided to swap positions with the male over the female, hitting hard with his pelvis and sucking his nipples while his breasts were still crushed in his hands. Lolita had already lost track of how many orgasms had shaken her body and still did not give up as her desire for her brother had reached unimaginable limits. Diogo continued to stoke vigorously filled with caresses, kisses and smiles until, finally, realizing that his joy was too close, he pulled the rod from his sister's winged cave offering to end his delirium. Lolita smiled and wrapped the member with her lips as she masturbated the member with such intensity that the flowing joy flooded her mouth with her brother's hot and slimy semen. Overwhelmed by an overwhelming exhaustion, the couple eventually fell asleep, losing all sense of time; it was only when the sun drove out the darkness of the night bathing the interior of the room that Lolita opened her eyes and realized that she was still in the hotel that she was seized by a talkative despair; pushing her brother and jumping out of bed, she tried to get dressed as quickly as possible. On winning the street with Diogo still a little sleepy. Lolita asked what they would do in that situation. "All right, whore! Take this money and take a taxi home ..., at that time dad has already gone and you take care of Djanira ..., I go to Quitéria's house and spend some time there ..., we'll see each other tonight!" he said, extending some money to his sister and kissing her lips. Lolita fell the brother away from her and then returned home; upon arriving there he met Djanira and his always accusing look. -Don't even tell me where you slept! <unk> growled the maid with a sour look <unk> It's better I don't even know! Go! Take a shower and change your clothes ..., the coffee is on the table! Lolita had her disagreements with Djanira and could not trust her; she suspected that in a crisis the maid would try to crucify her by all means. In any case she decided to go on with her life; and the days always went on with Diogo and her finding a way to stay together even if it was for a short time. Everything seemed fine until a bomb exploded on the young woman's head. It happened one afternoon at the end of the case when Quitéria burst into the office screaming looking for Lolita. "Where? Where is that tramp! Lolita! Your piranha!" the woman shouted, advancing through the corridors, awakening the attention and curiosity of all present. -Ah, you're there, aren't you? ..., you whore! <unk> yelled the woman as she reached Lolita's table <unk> Look here you fifth-rate bitch ..., just know that he's my man! Do you understand? MY MAN! And no one else's! Get out of his life, or I'll put you on the street of bitterness! Lolita looked at Quiteria with a terrified expression as a painful lethargy took over her body; she didn't know what to do let alone how to stop her from continuing to pour insults against her in her workplace. - I'm going away, but stay away from him, you understand? <unk> threatened Quitéria with a harsh tone and a look of pure anger <unk> Look at you there! THAT GIRL IS A WHORE! She even had to have an abortion because besides being a whore she's stupid! And now she wants to fuck other people's men! Go fuck yourself, you whore! As soon as she arrived, Quiteria disappeared through the same door, leaving behind a trail of hatred and tarnished reputation; Lolita was slow to recover from the shock and immediately burst into copious tears, unable to look around to perceive looks of disapproval, repudiation and even of scorn. With trembling hands, she picked up her purse and her books and crawled out of the office, walking faintly without knowing where to go. From her living room, Alfredo, the owner of the agency, had overheard everything through a crack in the door and then began to think about what should be done about what had happened. Lolita arrived home shattered and with eyes red from so much crying. She retreated to her room and sighed relieved that her father had not yet returned from his work preventing him from seeing her in that state. Curled up in a fetal position lying on her bed in the dark room Lolita cried and sobbed copiously feeling torn apart inside. The next morning she got up and took a bath trying to recover from what had happened the previous day, thinking about the tragic consequences of the spectacle that Quitéria had starred in her work; she thought that the best thing to do was not to go back there and arrange an excuse for the owner asking for her discharge without further explanation; on the other hand there were other things to worry about and the first of them concerned her father and the possibility that he would discover her involvement with her brother, which would certainly be an incalculable disgrace; besides that there was still the question of Quitéria and Diogo and how much damage the discovery would cause in her brother's life. During the lessons she was not able to keep herself concentrated on the contents and soon after the break she returned home already waiting for the reproachful look of Djanira, which strangely did not happen; in an unexpected behavior the maid seems to sympathize with the situation of the young woman and both her look and her gestures wanted to demonstrate some affection, a feeling with which Djanira did not know how to deal and thus chose to remain silent. Diogo did not appear at home which left Lolita even more worried about what could have happened to the brother. Patiently she waited until late in the afternoon and headed for the office; she stood outside until all the employees had retired to then gather courage and enter to have a conversation with her Alfredo who to her surprise was waiting for her. Upon entering her room she saw the subject comfortably seated in his chair keeping an enigmatic expression that caused a shiver in Lolita who still feared for more consequences, especially bearing in mind that this man was a friend of her father. -Hello, Lolita! How nice that you came ..., I think we need to have a conversation <unk> he greeted with friendly tone and moderate gestures <unk> Please sit down ... -No need, your Alfredo <unk> interrupted Lolita breathing deeply to build courage and speak <unk> I know that not only more welcome in this company ..., after what happened yesterday I can no longer work here ..., I just came to apologize to you and beg that my father does not know of the scandal caused by that woman. - Calm down, dear..., I ask you to sit down and let's talk <unk> replied the man still in a friendly tone hiding something <unk> What happened yesterday? Actually, nothing happened! You know what's happened and you've reassured her by showing her astonishment at the manager's words. -Lolita, pay close attention <unk> interrupted Alfredo raising his voice without shrieking <unk> I have already advised all my collaborators that yesterday's event was a mistake, because this woman came to you even though her target was someone else ..., so it's all solved ..., you understand? Lolita muted, trying somehow to understand what Alfredo had said to her; the young woman was sure that he knew she was Quitéria's target and that even if he invented a lie for the others, he would still know the truth. This made her even more insecure, fearing that there was something else behind Alfredo's action. - As for your father, you don't need to worry either. - Alfredo resumed, maintaining an emphatic and solemn tone. - Of course you will continue to work for me, and with a small salary increase, of course, and all this I believe deserves a reward, since I helped you in this turbulent time of your life. "What kind of retribution are you talking about?" asked the young woman, sensing her employer's libidinous intentions. - I'm talking about you serving me <unk> he replied emphatically <unk> It's an irresistible offer! Lolita's first impulse was to utter a barrage of profanities and then leave the place without looking back; however, she knew that Alfredo had all the cards in his hand and that her refusal would have catastrophic consequences not only for her but also for her brother and her father. The young woman took a deep breath and sought some resignation in the image of Diogo in her mind and how important he had become to her. "All right, your Alfredo! I'll do anything you want, as long as you're within my reach and you keep your word!" she said in exasperated tones, feeling her heart beating within her chest. - That's great! Now, come over here and suck me good tasty! <unk> she answered by extending the pointer to her <unk> Come on, you little bitch! Feeling a shiver take over her body, Lolita went around the table finding Alfredo with his wet pants stroking his stiff member; she examined him quickly realizing that he was not as big nor as thick as those she had seen before; she knelt between the subject's legs and after girding him with one of her hands began a gentle masturbation before bringing him into her mouth. Lolita preferred to close her eyes and let herself be carried away by the image of her brother dreaming that he was the one awarded with the caresses of her mouth and the only one to deserve them. Alfredo didn't take long to grunt like an animal before writhing as he was seized by the sudden and quick joy that swelled up in Lolita's mouth that didn't have to try very hard to hold it back, swallowing it without hesitation. "Ahhh! What a delicious little mouth you have, bitch! ..., I think that for today it's just that ..., you can go away ..., but don't forget our agreement, you see?" said Alfredo still in a hoarse and embarrassed tone. She returned home anxious to meet her brother and reassure him about the situation of both of them and what was not her frustration to find out that Diogo no longer lived in her father's house. From the middle of the room, Lolita saw Djanira approaching carrying a small enope in her hands. "Here, read this, and then shut up, girl!" she said in a guttural tone, without looking at the young woman's face. The note said: <unk>Lola, I'm leaving here! I accepted a job and Quiteria goes with me; if I stay it will be bad for all of us. Don't get mad at me, I do it for our good. The scandal would be too much for all of us and we would have no future together. Diogo. I will never forget you my whore!<unk> When she had finished reading those words, Lolita wept profusely and uncontrollably, seeing her life fall once more into disgrace, abandoned by those she loved and outraged by all. Without thinking of anything else she ran out of the house fleeing to some place where she could forget and be forgotten; as she ran wildly through the streets a heavy rain burst in with all its fury leaving her drenched and even more disoriented; only stopping when she had no more air or energy to go on, she sought shelter under a marquise and cockerel and began to cry more and more, cursing her life and wishing that death would free her from her suffering. She noticed a giant walking towards her and thought that her appeal would be answered; with a clouded look and a troubled mind she took some time to discover that the giant was Diogo; he made her get up and took her in his arms while they walked still under the heavy rain that persisted; he took her to that same hotel where they were alone for the first time and already inside the room, he undressed her helping her to dry herself with a towel. They stared at each other intently and an unexpected kiss united them once more; Diogo squeezed her against him and then got rid of his clothes making Lolita his female again; then they were on the bed between kisses and long caresses that were repeated with more voracity and desire; the boy delighted in his sister's stuffy nipples sucking them greedily while holding her breasts with firm hands squeezing them and causing a wave of moans and sighs in Lolita who wanted to make sure it wasn't a dream. <unk>Ahhh! My love! Make me your woman again! Make me your whore! All yours! <unk> She babbled stroking her brother's hair and demanding that he stop licking her little breasts. It happened then that the male covered the female by penetrating her and striking with energetic and vigorous pelvic movements, resulting in a succession of orgasms sweeping the body of the partner who twisted and moaned always in search of the mouth of the brother to satiate himself with more kisses; Diogo demonstrated an uncontained desire that reverberated in each blow delivered against the belly of Lolita who received them opening even more to receive all the power of the male inside himself. Despite the enormous resistance of Diogo, Lolita insisted on riding him which was readily accepted. Sitting on top of her brother, Lolita slowly climbed and descended over the sturdy member, always twitching her body and also contracting her sphincter in such a way that her vagina seemed to bite the member, driving the boy to the edge of madness between grunts interspersed with hoarse moans; she did not cool off as she tried to make the most of her partner's voluptuousness, suspecting that it would probably be the last time they would be together. And when Diogo warned her that her joy was very close, Lolita jumped, snuggled between the legs of the male and took her member in her mouth, delighting herself with quick smiles, until she felt the member pulsate violently, coming to shed the load of semen she had taken upon herself to retain and swallow. Overcome by the effort they fell asleep, with Lolita hugging her brother so tightly dreaming that she could have him for herself forever. When she opened her eyes again she saw that Diogo was already dressed sitting next to her on the bed. "Come on, get dressed, I'll take you home, because that's where you belong!" he said emphatically. Lolita still tried to resist, but she knew it was useless. They said goodbye at the door of the house and Lolita stood there with her eyes watery watching her brother disappear at dawn. Djanira received her without saying a word and helped her with towels and dry clothes; fed her and then went to sleep. The next day, after school, Lolita headed to Alfred's office, and even noticing reproachful looks and veiled whispers, she shrugged her shoulders, for without Diogo her life had lost its meaning and reason; it was now left to her to survive and bow to whatever came. And so it was, for that very day she was obliged to remain after the expedition to satisfy the libidinous pleasures of her boss, who was already waiting for her in ragged trousers, eager to feel Lolita's mouth swallowing his stick; she satisfied him to pleasure and then returned to her home. And that became a whining and almost tedious routine that she endured as best she could, always imagining that her sacrifice was a way to compensate for her brother's sacrifice. -No, Lolita, today I want something else! <unk> warned Alfredo as soon as she closed the door of the office <unk> Take off your clothes ..., to see you naked! Somewhat reluctantly the girl obeyed and upon seeing her naked Alfredo's eyes became inflamed and he was seized by an uncontrollable impulse that made him take her by force forcing her to bend over the work table with her butt pointed; he separated her legs with kicks and after exploring her cave with two fingers, took position, burying her member inside her with a quick and forceful blow that caused more pain than pleasure. Lolita well complained, but what she received back were some offenses while the subject moved her pelvis always pulling and sticking her mast mercilessly without caring about what the young woman could feel. <unk>Aiii! They were slowing down! More slowly, Alfredo! Br<unk>, she complained in murmurs that were ignored by the male for his animal desire. "No, you Alfred, don't laugh at me, please, have pity on me", begged Lolita, her voice drowning in tears. Finally, the subject reached his peak, pulling out the member and ending the wild copulation with an ejaculation licking the sweaty body of his victim. <unk>Ahhh! What a good time, you bitch! I'm not going to fuck you because I don't want you pregnant! Now get dressed and fall off!<unk>, he growled as he tried to pull himself together. Lolita dressed anyway and went away having the certainty that this was the first of many ..., she had become a whore available to the boss and knew that no one could ever discover the blackmail on pain of putting her in a vexatious situation. He thought of Diogo ...