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LOLA’S NEW PET – Chapter 6
Elaine had worked at the Travelers’ Rest for almost three years. She had arrived at the
motel after six months of tramping around Los Angeles looking for a commercial, a bit
part, anything to start her going as an actress. She was pretty, they all said, but… they’d
call her.
Nobody ever called. But a friendly agent – strictly small-time stuff – that she was
fucking told her about the Travelers’ Rest. It was a good place for whoring, he’d told
her, because it never got any hassles from the police.
Three years ago, Elaine had considered her job at the motel as temporary. Now it was a
way of life. She no longer had any aspirations to becoming an actress. She made
enough money to live in relative ease… and she liked her work. No longer could she
imagine herself getting by without fucking at least three or four times a day. That was
what she told her friends anyway. Somewhere inside she was still a star-struck girl from
Kentucky, but on the outside, the stars had all vanished from her eyes.
Tonight’s trick was one of Elaine’s regulars – a guy called Mark. He was a good solid
family man with a good solid job. One night a week at the Travelers’ Rest helped keep
Mark in line. Elaine was his favorite among the girls.
When Mark arrived at the room, Elaine had already made a noticeable dent in a bottle
of Scotch.
"Pour me some of that, baby! I need to relax!" His loud voice and boisterous manner
energized Elaine. She giggled hilariously when he picked her up and whirled her
around the room. She landed with a squawk back on the big bed.
She freshened up her own drink and poured one for Mark. "Ice?" she asked, her
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eyebrows arching sexily as she looked back over her shoulder at him.
"Yessir! You know me, baby… I like my drinks cold and my pussy hot!"
Elaine was good company. She always laughed at Mark’s jokes. Her enthusiasm egged
him on. He liked to keep a captive audience. They drank and joked for a half-hour
before Mark was ready to get down to business.
Elaine was a natural blonde. She wore her hair short, in little curls all over her head.
Tonight she was wearing a black negligee that showed every swell and curve of her lush
body through a thin material. When Mark stopped himself in midsentence and began
to stare at her boobs, she knew the time had come for action. She felt a hot surge in her
pussy. She was ready.
"What you looking at, big boy?" she demanded pertly. "You looking at my tits?"
He set his drink carefully on the bedside table. His next action was so quick and
unexpected that it took Elaine completely by surprise. He turned abruptly toward her
and pushed her down flat onto the bed. Automatically her arms and legs splayed out.
His powerful arms gripped her thighs and pushed them wide apart. Her negligee fell
open, giving him a tantalizing view of short curly pubic hair and a pink fleshy slit of
cunt. She groaned submissively, obviously enjoying the helplessness of her position. "I
want to eat your cunt," he hissed through clenched teeth.
The young blonde could have thought of nothing she’d like better. She could feel her
twat throbbing in anticipation of his greedy mouth on her most sensitive parts.
"Oh yeah! Do that, baby! My pussy really needs some of your good tongue-loving!"
"Ooooohhhh… it’s a sweet-looking snatch, baby!"
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Impulsively, he bent forward and stabbed his tongue against the moist bud of her
clitoris. All the muscles in her legs and belly immediately tightened and strained
upward. It was an effort to hold her down.
"Aaaaiiieee! Oh God, baby, that’s good! Suck my clit, lover!"
To her delight, he puckered his lips around the slippery little member and sucked it
hungrily. As though it were a miniature penis, he worked his mouth up and down its
blood-swollen length. From time to time, he would close his mouth over the entire area
and blow a hot blast of air onto her cunt. Her wanton squeals and wails showed him he
was on the right track. She was really going for what he was doing.
To tease her, he pulled back for a moment. The ecstatic contortions of her facial
muscles seemed to freeze. She looked down toward him in horror.
"Good God! Don’t stop, Mark! I was just beginning to get really high! Please… suck my
clit, baby! Do it to me!"
Satisfied that he had made her suffer long enough, Mark molded his face once again flat
against the slick, hair-fringed surface of her cunt. He fluttered his tongue like a darting
snake and began to work his way up one pink fluted cunt-lip and down the other.
Then, when she was groaning contentedly in hypnotic pleasure, he delivered the coup
de grace. He stabbed his tongue deep into her hot clutching hole, squirmed it around
inside.
"Aaaaaaggghhhh!"
He thought the woman would go out of her mind with passion. Her strong young body
squirmed deliriously under him. Her hands reached down and entwined in his hair. She
forced his face closer into her wide-open pussy.
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Egged on by the woman’s lusty abandon, Mark stabbed his tongue deep into her hair-
fringed snatch again and again and yet again. He could feel his cock throbbing
painfully in his pants. The sensation inspired him to greater effort. He sucked hard on
her clitoris and shook his head crazily from side to side. He thought the woman would
go right out of her head with ecstasy.
"Oh God! It’s sooo fucking good!"
For several minutes more, he nibbled hungrily on her cunt, until at last the aching in
his prick could wait no longer for a sample of that warm wet enclosure. He freed his
cock from his fly and crawled up over her. He guided the pulsing head to her waiting
hole and stuffed her deep.
"Aaaaaggghhh!"
She jerked her loins frenziedly up against his, encouraging him to establish a frantic
fucking pace into her clinging hole. They ground against each other. She wriggled her
cunt up over his filling prick. He slammed it down into her with equal ferocity. Cries of
passion filled the air, which was becoming hot and aromatic with the fury of their
fucking.
Mark spent the whole week looking forward to his visits to the Travelers’ Rest. His wife
was almost indifferent to sex and, though she never would have condoned his visits to a
whore, she was grateful for every night she was able to get to sleep without his
bothering her. Mark, on the other hand, had an explosive sexual energy. With Elaine he
could work it all out in one fast, furious fucking session that left him spent and sated,
for a while at least. The tumultuous orgasms he enjoyed with Elaine were like nothing
he had ever known with his wife.
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He could feel the energy flowing through him now like intense shock waves of molten
pleasure. Her cunt was so hot, so greedy, so good. He wanted to fill her full of his
sperm. He strove to make her cum with him.
"Jeez, baby, it’s good! It’s good pussy, Elaine! Your cunt’s so damned tight… Come on,
sugar, let it go! Cum for Daddy!"
His words acted like an electric prod on the quivering girl. She closed her eyes tight,
her face tense with the effort of climbing up there with him. She was feeling so good…
so goddamned good…
"Uuuuuuhhh… Chrrist, lover… I’m cummingg-g!"
"That’s what I wanted to hear, baby! Shit… here I commmme!"
Right at that moment it seemed to Mark that he had never cum so hard before in his
life. His balls were exploding. His cock was shooting her full of cum in hot urgent
spurts. When at last he had no more to give, he dropped heavily on top of her and let
his body go limp.
When the main purpose of Mark’s visit had been accomplished, they lay on the bed
together, drinking Scotch, until at last the big man pulled himself to his feet.
"I’ve got to hit the trail, baby. My wife made me promise I’d be home early tonight."
She reached over and clutched his balls through his pants. "Do you really have to,
lover? I could go for some more of that prick of yours." Elaine was feeling pretty drunk
by now. She enjoyed the feeling. This way, she didn’t have to think, just let it all
happen.
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He pulled roughly on her matted hairy snatch. She shrieked, and pulled her hand from
his groin. "Yeah, I have to, you greedy little pussy you! But don’t worry… I’ll be back
for more of the same."
"You just better."
She caught the two twenties he threw her way and followed him a little shakily to the
door. Outside, an attractive brunette was following the sidewalk away from the main
office. Elaine felt an immediate rush of jealousy as Mark eyed the girl with obvious
interest.
"Hey, how do I get to know that?" he asked. "She one of your regulars?"
"Naw… she’s just some kid from the sticks, passing through."
"Too bad. If she decides to stay on here, let me know. I’d like to meet her." He patted
her ass and left.
Not on your life, buster, Elaine thought as she watched him disappear out of the dimly
lit courtyard. She had disliked that Lola bitch the first minute she laid eyes on her. Now
she realized why. She was dangerous competition. Too fresh-looking. Too young. She
hoped Lola would be moving on… soon.

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LOLA’S NEW PET – Chapter 5
Just to be on the safe side, Lola chose a seat next to a dumpy-looking woman of middle
age. She felt safe here. No one would bother her… specifically, no men would bother
her. She didn’t have a window seat this way, but she no longer cared. All she wanted to
do was get to her destination. She was tired. Despite the long deep sleep she had had
the night before, she had never been so tired in her life.
She tried to doze on the moving bus, but it was no use. Eventually she got into a
conversation with her neighbor. The woman suggested she choose a motel in one of the
residential communities that surrounded Los Angeles. Cheaper and less smoggy, she
told Lola.
As they approached the big city, the bus passed a cozy-looking motel with little
adjoining cottages. It appealed to Lola. It looked like a nice quiet hideaway. She found
public transportation back to the Travelers’ Rest Motel.
There was a couple sitting behind the desk in the office, a man and a woman a few
years older than Lola. The brunette was stunned by the attractiveness of the redheaded
woman. Her hair was full and kinky, like a model’s. Lola thought she was the most
beautiful woman she had ever seen in person.
"Do you have any rooms?" Lola asked shyly. There was something formidable about
these West Coast people. They had so much self-assurance, Lola was afraid they would
recognize her as a farm girl and snub her.
The woman’s smile was kind, her voice soft, though deep, almost like a man’s. "Gee,
honey, I’m afraid we don’t. Didn’t you see the ‘no vacancy’ out front?"
Lola was stunned at her own stupidity. And at an overwhelming feeling of helplessness.
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For some reason it had never occurred to her that the motel might be full. Now she had
to face the awful prospect of going out, in a strange neighborhood, and looking for a
place to stay. Already she was tired from carrying her suitcase. To her embarrassment,
her eyes began to fill with tears.
For the first time since Lola entered the office, the man spoke. "Just a minute, Sadie.
This little lady looks really desperate, and we do have the ‘blue room’. It’s not booked
for tonight."
Sadie looked skeptically over at her husband, then back at the girl. The poor thing did
look desperate. Sadie was just a little worried about what Jake might have in mind. The
‘blue room’ was a special room with two-way mirrors. It was used normally only for
customers who were into voyeurism. They would watch from the adjoining ‘red room’
while a couple of Jake and Sadie’s hired girls made love. As often as not, such a
customer would hire another girl to get him off while they watched. The Travelers’ Rest
was known far and wide for its special services. A total of eight girls worked the motel,
either as regular call girls or as performers in the blue room.
The girl looked so hopeful that Sadie didn’t have the heart to contradict Jake. The
redhead decided right then and there, though, that she would keep close tabs on Jake’s
plans while the girl was their guest.
"Yes, all right. You can have the blue room, honey. How long were you planning to
stay?"
"I’m not sure. I just arrived. I’m looking for a job… or I will be, as soon as I have a roof
over my head."
"Where you from, honey?"
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"Illinois."
Sadie sighed. She had seen many such young women come to the big city to "make it
big". She had seen most of them grow hard and jaded when the city consistently
refused to live up to their expectations. A few did make it, of course. It was those
success stories that kept the rest on the leash.
"You an actress, honey?"
"Oh no. I was a waitress back home. I’d like to get a job in a nice class place, with big
tippers."
"I’m glad to hear that, sweetie. Too many girls get their hearts broken trying to be
actresses. In my opinion, a girl should stick to a nice reasonable ambition, like yours.
You should be able to get a job easy enough. You’re very pretty. Of course, so are most
of the young ones in this town."
Such a compliment from a woman Lola considered so beautiful herself left the girl
speechless. She stared dumbly at the older woman, oblivious to the appraising stare of
the man. She shrieked and jumped when something hard and cold struck her leg.
She looked down. The something had been a dog’s nose. Embarrassed, Lola giggled an
apology. "I’ve been traveling for days. I’m a little edgy."
The man grinned. "Whopper’s the friendliest dog I’ve ever known. You don’t have to
be afraid of him. He’s kind of a mascot around here."
"Our guests usually fall in love with him," his wife added.
Lola bent over and caressed the animal’s head and neck. "Hi, fella. Hey, you’re a pretty
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one, aren’t you?" She looked up at the amused older couple. "I’m crazy about dogs. I’m
going to get one of my own when I get an apartment and a job and everything."
"Every girl should have a dog," Jake told her.
He offered to show Lola to her room after introductions were exchanged. Sadie
accompanied them. Lola was flattered by the attention. But she felt relieved when she
finally found herself alone. This was the first peace she’d had since she found out about
Kenny’s betrayal.
Knowing that the bitter truth would seem that much worse when she was alone, Lola
had bought herself a bottle of vodka and some orange juice on the way to the motel.
For the first time in her life, she intended to get drunk. She had some serious forgetting
to do, and she chose to do it in the time-honored tradition of thwarted lovers. She
found a plastic glass in the bathroom and filled it to brimming with half and half of the
juice and vodka.
She downed the drink greedily and poured a second. She took off her clothes and
wrapped her lush body in a soft flannel robe. Propping herself up against the pillows on
the bed, she surveyed her new home.
The room was large and rather ornately decorated, with floor-to-ceiling mirror covering
the wall facing the bed. The curtains and wall paper and furniture all reminded Lola of
pictures she had seen of times back before the turn of the century. She could scarcely
believe such a grand room was only twelve dollars a night, but she had asked the kind
redheaded lady twice about the price just to make sure she had not made a mistake the
first time. Finding this bargain was some small consolation for Kenny’s mean treatment,
and for the more than a hundred and fifty dollars he had cost her.
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A remote control switch next to the bed operated the television. Lola switched channels
idly, until she found an old movie. The old movies were her favorites. Though they
depicted times long before she was born, Lola loved the romance, the idealism they
portrayed. This one was about a young man and woman who fell in love and planned
to run away together.
The scenes that showed them kissing brought tears to Lola’s eyes. She ran to the
bathroom and poured herself another drink. Now she was able to lose herself in the
film. Instinctively, her body began to remember the good parts of meeting Kenny. She
remembered how it had been when he lay on top of her, his swollen cock pressing
insistently against her belly, eager to enter her. She sighed, and opened the front of her
flannel robe. A hand found its way down to her cunt and rubbed it to stop the strange
throbbing there. But the throbbing didn’t stop. It grew more intense as her hand grew
more adventurous.
For the first time all day, Lola smiled. She was feeling so good. The vodka had been
such a good idea. Her pussy felt so nice…
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"I know exactly where you’re going, and I’m coming with you!" Sadie patted her big
husband playfully on the ass as she followed him out the door of their apartment.
"So you want to have a look – see at what’s happening too, do you? You horny little
bitch you!" He put an arm around Sadie and squeezed her nipple. "Let’s do it, baby!"
The red room was furnished with plush chairs and sofas rather than a bed. This was the
viewing room. Jake sat down in one of the chairs and pulled his wife onto his lap.
"Jee-zuz, will you look at that!" he exclaimed. "What a body!"
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His eyes riveted on Lola’s large firm tits that heaved as she became more and more
absorbed in her self-exploration. The entire front of her naked body was exposed. The
brunette’s hand was probing deeper and deeper into the nest beneath her kinky dark
pubic triangle.
"Mmmmmmm… good…" The room was also wired for sound, and Lola’s throaty
murmurs carried loud and clear into the adjacent room.
"She sure is carrying on in there," Jake observed excitedly. "She looks really excited. I
wonder what she’s on. Nobody gets that hot without a little something to loosen the
inhibitions."
The brunette had raised her entire torso off the bed. She had embedded a finger deep
into her twat, and it gleamed wetly as it moved in and out, in and out of the inviting
pink hole.
Sadie too was spellbound by the exhibition the young traveler was putting on in the
next room. She watched with bated breath as the pretty stranger’s face contorted in her
mounting sexual agony. The redhead liked to make it with women when she got the
chance. The thought of sucking on those dainty little pussy-lips on the other side of the
mirror made her cunt flare with moisture.
For a moment, Jake turned his attention to his wife. "Turn you on, baby? You like the
look of that succulent young cunt?"
Sadie was too absorbed in the show to bother to respond to her husband’s teasing. Her
only reply was a salacious churning of her buttocks, down into Jake’s crotch. She could
feel a bulge there. His prick was hard! Great! Because she sure wanted to fuck. She
raised her ass from his lap and began to jerk on the zipper of his pants.
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"Hey! Hey! Hold on a minute there! You could do a guy damage attacking him like
that! There now… a good stiff prick! What did you want to do with it, baby?"
"Uuuuuuuhhh…" In the blue room, Lola was flailing her dark hair from side to side on
the pillow as her finger fucked her pussy more and more rapidly. Her thighs were
spread lewdly wide, giving easy access to her groping hand. Her other hand tugged at
first one hard pink nipple, then the other. The girl was obviously in a fantasy world, in
ecstasy. "Oooohh, Kenny…"
Hypnotized by the lusty scene taking place on the other side of the mirror, Sadie raised
her skirt up over her hips and squirmed her bare cunt down onto Jake’s cock. He held
his prick upright for her, found the slick, yielding opening. She sat down. He surged
deep inside her.
"Aaaaahhh… Jee-zuz, that feels terrific, honey! Ooohh, good!" She showed her teeth as
she began to move her ass up and down over her husband’s rock-hard cock. It excited
her to indulge in this kind of depraved scene. Turning on to watching someone else
masturbate. Screwing her old man in a chair, her skirt pulled up to reveal just her
crotch and belly.
"Good cock, Jake! Your cock’s the best, honey!"
Jake was riding right up there with his wife. Her tight, clasping cunt sucked greedily on
his cock as she maneuvered her ass with incredible dexterity around and down and up.
"Shit, move it, baby! Christ, look at that little pussy next door! Ain’t she something!"
Lola was obviously not far from a climax. Her eyes were wide open, hungry for a
release that lurked just beyond her grasp. For the first time in her life, she had stuck
two fingers deep into her craving cunt. One finger had always done the job before, but
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this time she definitely needed two. Her day with Kenny had taught her a few things
about herself, and her capacity for pleasure.
She had never realized how greedy her own cunt could be. How much it could take.
And still want more.
"Oh, I feel good! I feel good!" she moaned wantonly to an empty room. In her drunken
arousal, memories of Kenny had resumed a romantic aura of excitement. She didn’t let
herself think about the bad part. Just the good part, when her cunt, her mouth had
been full of stiff cock. Her body was alive right at this very moment as it had never
been alive before.
"Shit, screw yourself, baby!" Jake encouraged her excitedly.
Sadie took his words to refer to her, and she squirmed her cunt down more tightly onto
his swollen cock.
As the girl on the bed came closer and closer to her climax, the sweating tension in the
observation room increased apace. Jake grabbed hold of his wife’s hips and guided her
energetic movements over his cock. She braced herself against the arms of the chair and
fucked him ruthlessly.
"Oh God, look! She’s cumming! Aaahhhh!" Sadie came too. She rammed her ass down
hard against her husband’s loins and doubled over in the final wrenching spasms of
release.
Jake wasn’t quite ready to let go. He grabbed hold of his wife’s shoulders and forced her
to move up and down just a few more times. That was all he needed. "Christ! Yeah! I’m
cumming!"
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***
Alone in her room, lulled by the torrential flow of her climax, Lola let herself drift into
sleep. She was no longer bothered by the troubles of the day. She felt safe, secure,
content. Rather than frightened, Lola was pleased to be alone – really alone – for the
first time in her life.
Tomorrow, she would start a new life in a new land. Kenny didn’t matter anymore. She
didn’t need him. She had herself, her own body. And she felt good.

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