Lolita and her saps - PART 01

Lolita was named after her Spanish grandmother Lola, whom her granddaughter never met, but whose reputation as a sensual and instigating female continued even after her death, even to the knowledge of her own granddaughter. Upon reaching adolescence, Lolita turned into a young woman whose attributes spoke for themselves, given her inclination to flaunt them with immense pride. The fact is that the young woman was a plus size female with attitude, endowed with large proportional breasts and a rear whose prominence activated the imagination of all the males whose gullible eyes lay on her coveting her in eloquent silence. Even noticing these gluttonous looks on her body, Lolita displayed herself with pride, walking with an always provocative giggle and with a naughty smile stamped on her face; in fact, Lolita had an angelic face that hid a libidinous side that she loved to use at just the right moments as a way to further incite male libido. With her mother's premature death, she found herself forced to shoulder the household chores that she would have to share with school activities, leaving her little time for fun or small entertainments. Sharing the house with Alonso, her father and Diogo, her brother Lolita took care of practically all the chores from washing and ironing clothes, preparing meals and keeping the house clean and in order; meanwhile the accumulated tribulations with housework and school led the young woman to an exhaustion that one night made her stop in an emergency room, which led her father to think about the possibility of hiring someone to take care of the house. In fact, what stimulated Lolita was her curiosity for sex! And with more freedom of action she began to scour this universe through videos, erotic stories and exciting images; it is also true that she was not interested in boys of her age, always preferring more mature and experienced men who she assumed were able to provide her with all the pleasure she craved. Constantly harassed by the young people of her school, she always avoided them, sometimes with politeness, other times with ironic excuses which earned her the reputation of "difficult little whore", even though no one had proof that she was an enjoyable young woman. One day, as she was leaving school, Lolita noticed that she was being followed by a vehicle; a quick glance made her realize that the driver was a mature man, a fact that immediately left her with wet panties! Determined to risk snacking, Lolita changed the course of her walk back home making sure that the car continued to follow her; in a few minutes she was in a small public square that at that time of day seemed deserted and timely. The subject approached the car until he could talk to Lolita; first he honked his horn to get her attention and when she looked in his direction he waved calling her to come closer. With her heart pounding and a mixture of awe and excitement, Lolita walked toward the vehicle standing beside it as she was examined by the gluttonous gaze of the subject. "Hello darling! You are very beautiful did you know? What's your name?" he asked in a kind and restrained tone. "Thank you, young man, my name is Lolita", she replied, trying to keep her mouth shut. "Why do you want to talk to me?" -I told you, I think you're very beautiful! <unk> he replied still in a friendly tone <unk> And I thought that you, perhaps, would like to earn a little money ..., what do you think? -Money? And how am I going to earn it? <unk> she asked feeling her heart leaping inside her chest <unk> Look at it huh? I'm not going to do anything bad, see? "But of course not!" he replied firmly. "Look, come in here and I'll explain everything to you straight! Lolita felt her heart beating wildly and the air lacking in her lungs; if on the one hand her soaked panties urged her to accept the invitation of the stranger, on the other she feared being the victim of an abuser or something even worse ..., not knowing what to do she hesitated taking a few steps back thinking of a quick way out. "Look, Lolita, I'm not a rapist or anything like that ..., I just want to have some fun with you ..., if you're afraid I understand!" said the subject with an emphatic and seemingly sincere tone. She then took a deep breath, turned around in the vehicle and boarded it; exhibiting an enigmatic smile, the subject introduced himself; his name was Hector, an executive in a multinational passing through the city. "What do you know about sex, dear Lolita?" he asked, changing his tone to full of libidinous intentions. She smiled and remained silent for a few seconds until she mustered up the courage to answer. "I know enough!" she said with some empathy. "But what do you want from me, anyway?" -Look, I'll give you that note if you show me your breasts! <unk> he suggested taking out a high-value note and shaking it in the air. "All this just to show my breasts?" she asked, showing surprise at the offer, to which the subject nodded in affirmation. Finding it very amusing, Lolita took off her T-shirt and then her bra, proudly displaying her huge breasts with slightly pointed beaks crowned by slightly darkened haloes; as the car's air-conditioning was turned on her nipples faded quickly, causing Hector to swallow dry with a puffed-up look; taking advantage of the man's momentary prostration she soon tried to grab the ballot by tucking it into her waist. That wasn't part of the deal! <unk> She cried when Hector tried to touch her breasts <unk> You said it was just for show! The subject backed away with a wild chuckle between his lips; he put his hand in his pocket and pulled out another note, lifting it up. "This one is for grabbing, licking and sucking ..., will you or won't you?" he asked in a naughty tone, waiting for Lolita's reaction. She looked at the note and thought there was nothing wrong with grabbing or even falling out of her mouth, which is why she snatched the money from Hector's hand and leaned over the car door to facilitate what was coming. Feeling the touch of Hector's warm, masculine hands, Lolita felt a pleasant chill run through her skin and for the first time felt that her little belly was crying with excitement! And everything became even more exciting when Hector began to lick and suck her nipples, gently squeezing her breasts and forcing the young woman to finally collapse into frantic groans, letting herself be carried away by the excitement of the moment. Lolita wished that Hector's oral caress would never end and stroked her hair as if she could prevent him from stopping the licking and sucking that became more and more intense and voracious. After a while, Hector stopped sucking Lolita's boobs and resumed his position in the car seat and smiled with satisfaction. For a while they stared at each other as if there was something more that still needed to be done. "If you want more money, you have to give me something more", the guy said in an insinuating tone. "Thursday morning!" replied Lolita after a brief silence. "I don't have class and I'll wait for you right here... and if I'm late, I'll leave!" Without waiting for an answer and feeling her panties soaked, Lolita pulled herself together and jumped out of the car rushing home. That night after everyone had gone to sleep, the little girl stood naked in her room and fingered her little pocket until it was mocking a few times, avoiding screams or moans and falling asleep happily and eagerly for Thursday.