Chapter 3
Parker fucked Lola all night long. He released her in the morning, early, and only because he had to go to his office.
"Shall I see you tonight?" he asked her, as he prepared to depart.
"I don't know," Lola declared.
Frustrated and indignant as she had been when he had bound her for the second time, she was thoroughly enthralled by his masterful handling of her.
"Good. I'll decide for you. You be at my office at about seven, and we'll go to dinner again. Or perhaps you'd like to see a movie?"
"There's a really good one at the Rialto," she said.
"We'll have a quick snack, then, and go to the movie. See you at seven," he replied, kissing her on her cheek.
Lola wandered around the apartment for a while, nude, and thoroughly bemused by Dr. Parker Evans.
At noon, the phone rang.
It was a very irate Lenny.
"You were supposed to be at my house at one!" he barked.
"I'm sorry, Lenny. I got, err, tied up."
"What do you mean?"
"Oh, some personal business came up and I just couldn't make it."
"You could have called me!" Lennie declared. "I waited up for you."
"Oh, darling," Lola purred. "Can I make it up to you?"
"You sure can. Can I see you right now?"
Lola shivered with delightful expectation.
"Of course. Shall I make you lunch?"
"Don't bother! You know what I want. I'll take a cab and be right over!" the horny stud declared.
Lola hung up the phone, changed the sheets on the bed, and took a shower.
When Lenny rang the doorbell, she was ready for him. She answered the door in a white silk negligee which clung to her body like a second skin.
"Hey, babe, I'll forgive you anything for this!" he gasped, pulling her hard against his chest, and covering her lips with a kiss.
"Mmmmm! Let's go into the bedroom."
Lenny picked her up in his arms, and carried her into the bedroom. As he walked, Lola took off his tie, and started to unbutton his shirt, all the while planting light, biting kisses on his face, Lenny threw her on the bed, and ripped the white silk negligee from her body. Lola didn't mind at all.
The hotter a man got for her, the more she liked it.
She squirmed, and spread her legs, fingering her pussy for Lenny's benefit as the hot and horny man took off his clothes, throwing them on the floor in his haste to get into her little honey pot.
"Ohh, nice," Lola gasped, reaching out to grasp his thick, pulsating prick, as Lenny pulled his shorts off.
"Hey, watch it!" he growled, as he kicked the shorts off his ankles. "It's loaded."
"Well, come shoot it in me," she murmured.
Lenny fell on the bed, and pulled her hard against his body.
Lola threw one of her legs up over his haunches. They were lying side by side. She reached between their bodies, and grasped Lenny's prick at its hairy base, and pressed it against her juicing cunt.
"Eeeh!" she gasped, as Lenny thrust inward powerfully. His prick slithered halfway into her pussy, spreading her cuntal walls, and stuffing her the way she liked to be stuffed.
With another violent lunge, he buried his massive, fleshy sword of lust to the hilt in her creaming cunt.
Lola squirmed against his hairy loins, mashing her passion-bloated sex flesh against Lenny's hairy loins. She felt the hairs which covered his balls rubbing against her sensitive ass cheeks, tickling her, and sending delightful shivers of carnal excitement coursing through her body.
Lenny growled and kissed her passionately, as he started to pump his prick in and out of her cunt, his hot hard shaft thrusting deeply into her teeming twat, battering against the base of her tunnel of lust.
Each inward thrust created more wildness in the pit of Lola's lust-besotted body. She felt her sweat pouring from her overheated skin, felt her heart beating furiously.
She rubbed her tits against Lenny's chest. Her nipples puckered hotly and tingled with the stimulation of the fleshy contact.
His cock rubbed against her itching, hungry pussy walls, driving her crazy with desire. She moaned against his mouth, and rocked her hips against his, mashing her pussy meat against his hairy loins, as she felt his cock slithering deeper and deeper into her hot little hole.
She started to cream heavily, her juices oozing out of her well-stuffed snatch, and pouring over Lenny's prick. His pubic hairs became wet and matted as he thrust inward, driving his cocks into the quivering, moist depths of her hungry twat.
Lenny's moved his hands to her ass cheeks and he started to knead her dimpled rump. Then he traced the curved line of her ass crack, and pushed his finger between her crack.
Lola started to moan when she felt his finger probing her asshole. The pre-orgasmic pressure which had already gripped her body, increased as his finger slithered into her dank after passage, spreading her bung hole walls and driving her crazy.
She moved her hands down to Lenny's muscular buns, and caressed the smooth flesh, kneading the hard, rippling muscles beneath his flesh. Then she returned the favor, prying her finger between his buns, and pressing the tip of it against his puckered asshole.
She pushed inward, and Lenny grunted. Her prying finger stimulated his prostate and he started to pump into her with more and more frenzy.
His balls slapped against her humping quivering ass cheeks and his finger wreaked a hot devastation in her bung hole, as she thrust her own finger to the knuckle in Lenny's shit chute. She twirled her finger around and around, and felt Lenny's cock swelling in her pussy.
Her clitoris was inflamed, and it tingled with the stimulation it was receiving as Lenny's hairy loins battered her sex flesh.
His cock was like a firebrand and it struck sparks of pleasure in Lola's pussy which seemed to turn into a wild conflagration.
Goose flesh formed on Lola's skin as she felt the first fiery pin pricks of passion gripping her sex flesh.
She bucked her hips against Lenny's hard-driving loins faster and harder, and she pumped her finger into his asshole with increasing fury, as she felt her cuntal walls closing in greedily around her lover's hard-driving prick.
Her juices flowed so heavily that Lenny's prick made wet sucking noises as he lunged into her hot little hole over and over again.
She stiffened as she felt the hot, sweet spasms gripping her cunt. It felt to the lust-besotted Lola as if her cunt had turned inside-out, as the convulsions gripped her sex flesh with increasing intensity.
Lenny's prick hammered into her pussy like a battering ram. She felt his body trembling with his own orgasmic frenzy, as she started to come wildly.
As her orgasm peaked, Lenny's prick exploded with a seething spray of scum. His gism mixed hotly with her pussy cream and flowed downward, adding to the wet sticky mess which delighted the sensual nymphomaniac.
Over and over again, Lennie thrust into her, each inward lunge depositing more of his man juice into her seething snatch.
As the convulsions intensified, Lola had the feeling that her cunt had turned into a sucking mouth that was slurping up all of Lenny's come cream, almost vacuuming his heavy load out of his balls.
They battered each other's bodies in the throes of their orgasms, and then they started to come down from the delicious delirium which had seized them.
"Ohh, that was nice, Lenny. That was worth waiting for," Lola said, pressing her trembling body against Lenny's warm, wet one.
"Yeah, babe," he said, biting her lower lip. He fucked her again before he left the bed and took a shower.
Lola just lay in the bed, wallowing in her post-orgasmic bliss. She watched Lenny dressing, as she caressed her body. She was getting horny all over again.
"Do you have to go?" she asked.
"Yes. I have things to do. But I'll pick you up about seven for dinner, all right?"
Lola's smile faded.
"No, not tonight, Lenny. I have things to do."
"What things?" Lenny asked irritably. He reached down to the floor to pick up his tie, and came up, at the same time, with Parker's billfold which had fallen out of his pants pocket.
He threw it on the bed after examining it.
"Is this what tied you up last night?" Lenny asked, putting one knee on the bed where Lola was now sitting up. She had a rueful grin on her face.
"No, Lenny, honestly. I-I had a date with him about four nights ago."
Lenny looked down at Lola and frowned.
"You know, you play around too much."
"Lenny, I have a right to live my life any way I please."
"Not when you break dates, and put off important questions, like 'Will you marry me?'. "
"Lenny, I told you before, I am not ready to get married now, and I will not be ready to get married for years! I'm going to live my life my way!"
Lenny turned to storm out of the room, and then changed his mind and returned to the bed.
"You know, you just need some handling, that's all."
Lola had lain down on the bed again. Her hands were cradling her head, and her ankles were crossed. When Lenny left she was fully determined to call another boy friend, to see if she could get some more good sex. ' "Don't be silly, Lenny."
Lenny walked to the bureau, and opened one of the drawers. He pulled out several pairs of panty hoses.
Lola sat up abruptly, glaring at her presumptuous lover.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she demanded, rising from the bed.
"I'm going to make sure you keep your date tonight," Lenny said, pushing her back on the bed.
"I already told you! I have a date tonight."
"You sure do, babe, with me!" Lenny said.
Lola tried to struggle but Lenny managed to secure her wrists over her head, tying them to the headboard with the panty hose. Then he spread-eagled her legs and secured her ankles to the footboard.
He stood up and surveyed his work.
Lola's body writhed sexily as she struggled with the bonds which held her.
"You let me go!" she shrieked, struggling wildly.
"Sure. Tonight when I pick you up for our date," Lenny said.
He left the house and went back to his office to finish his work, quite satisfied that for once he had secured the elusive Lola.
Lenny might not have done what he did, had he not picked up a magazine on bondage and discipline. He didn't think it was kinky.
He was crazy about Lola, and wanted to marry her, but Lola insisted on playing the field.
Lola was furious. She struggled with the bonds which held her, and shook the bed with the violence of her struggles.
All of a sudden the bondage was no longer enthralling. She was furious with Parker for binding her to the examining table, and she was furious with Lenny for tying her up.
Lenny had had the nerve to take her keys with him when he left, too.
By some means, Lola managed to release her wrists, although the process left her smooth skin chafed and red.
She showered, livid with rage, and then called a locksmith and changed her lock.
When the locks had been changed, she made a phone call.
"Hello, Freddie? It's Lola. Would you like to come to dinner at my place tonight? Good. I'll see you at about six."
Lola smiled, and did some shopping. Then she started to make a very good dinner. She was going to fix both Lenny and Parker. No man had a right to tell her what to do.
She didn't owe anyone anything!
At six o'clock, Freddie showed up. He was a tall, very handsome stud, a gym teacher in peak physical condition.
He kissed her and handed her a bouquet of flowers.
"It smells good, whatever it is."
"London broil. Let me have your jacket."
"How have you been? I haven't seen you for a long time."
"I know. I've been busy."
Lola sighed, and fixed Freddie a drink.
Freddie and she had dated a lot at one time, until Lola had met Lennie. Freddie had persisted in calling her, and her refusals to go out with him became more and more frequent, as she became more interested in Lenny.
Freddie was a nice guy, but he was a little on the dumb side.
"Too busy to see old friends? Or was it that new guy of yours," Freddie asked, sipping his drink.
"Well, it was that, too. Lenny's very jealous, you know. We've broken up. I changed the locks today."
Freddie seemed very encouraged by that news.
Lola excused herself to finish preparations for dinner, and then settled down to waiting. Sooner or later, Lenny was going to get what was coming to him, and that was exactly what Lola was waiting for.
They sat in her lovely dining room, eating dinner by candle light, when she heard Lenny putting the key in her lock.
Freddie looked at her and frowned.
"What was that?" he asked.
"Probably Lenny, thinking that he can come back any time he pleases, even if our split is official," she said. "Thank God I changed the locks!"
Freddie rose from the table, and put his napkin beside his plates.
"Excuse me, if you don't mind. I'll take care of that bastard."
"Well, if you insist. I'd rather not have too much noise."
"Don't worry," the well-developed gym teacher said. "I'll take care of him."
Lola followed him into the living room, and kept a safe distance, as Freddie stood in front of the door, listening to Lenny trying to get the key to work in the changed lock.
Finally Lenny gave up and started to knock on the door.
"Lola! Lola!"
It was at this point that Freddie unlocked the door and swung it open, so that Lenny staggered through it and almost fell against Freddie.
Freddie grasped him firmly by his tie and yanked him upward, slamming him against the wall.
"What. . . ? " the shocked man gasped.
"Listen, buddy, the lady doesn't want to see you any more. So take off!"
Freddie pushed Lenny through the door and then slammed it shut. Then he turned to Lola.
"My hero," she said as he walked up to her, and pulled her hard against his powerful body.
"Want to finish dinner?" Lola asked.
"Later. Right now I'd like to finish you off."
Freddie's lips covered Lola's lips with a moist, passionate kiss. She moaned as she felt his tongue slithering between her non-resisting teeth, raking the roof of her mouth.
Her body sagged against his, and she rubbed her muff against his powerful bulging crotch.
"Oh, fuck me, Freddie," she gasped, curling her arms around his neck.
Freddie picked her up and took her into the bedroom.
In moments, the couple were undressed, and writhing on the bed together. Lola never got enough sex, and she was more excited more than ever by the fact that Freddie had effectively squelched Lenny's aggressive moving-in on her.
Freddie may not have had much to talk about, but he was powerfully built and he had an indefatigable cock.
She moaned as she reached between their bodies and started to pump on his prick. She pressed her fingertip against his drooling piss slit and smeared the drop of pre-come around on his bulbous, mushroom-shaped cock head.
Her pussy was on fire.
"Ohh, hurry up, put it in me!" she gasped, rolling onto her back.
Freddie grunted and rolled on top of her as Lola spread her legs wide. Her pussy meat, bloated with her growing lust, flowered outward like some lurid pink blossom, glistening with the dew of her desire.
Freddie pressed his powerful prick against
Lola's quivering little hole and thrust inward.
Lola squealed and threw her legs up in the air, as she felt her pussy walls stretching before the fleshy onslaught of Freddie's prick. She squeezed her cuntal walls tightly around his prick as he thrust inward, burying himself to the hilt in her creaming cunt.
His cock head butted against the fleshy roof of her tunnel of lust, and the impact of his rod shot wild volts of pleasure through Lola's quivering, overheated body.
"Oh, it feels so good, Freddie!" she gasped, as she squirmed around on his prick.
She mashed her pussy meat against his hairy loins, feeling the hairs which covered his pendulous balls tickling the sensitive flesh of her ass.
Freddie braced himself in a push-up position, Ms arms braced on either side of her undulating body, and started to move in her.
The sight of him, hovering over her, only drove Lola crazier. She squealed and started to buck her hips up against his hairy loins, as he lunged into her, his cock pumping into her pussy powerfully, creating wild and wonderful sensations.
She looked down over the lush expanse of her body, watching her flesh ripple as she humped up and down, watched her fiery red pelt meshing with Freddie's dark bush. As his long, fat cock appeared, glistening with her juices, she reached down and squeezed it, letting go as he lunged inward again.
The sight of his prick appearing and disappearing made her wilder with lust, and she pulled her legs from around Freddie's waist, pressing the soles of her feet against the mattress to brace herself.
Her ass muscles rippled as she pushed herself upward against Freddie's down-thrusting loins. His cock lunged deeper and deeper into her quivering, overheated pussy, his hard shaft rubbing against her stimulated inner flesh, causing fiery pin-pricks of passionate pleasure to possess her.
Her juices gushed hotly from her well-stuffed snatch, and she felt the oozing out around the hairy base of Freddie's prick, trickling down her ass crack, as she humped with increasing fury against Freddie's massive prick.
Her body started to gleam with the sweat which poured from her heated body. Freddie's magnificent torso was also gleaming with a thin patina of sex sweat. His perspiration poured off his flesh and added to the wetness which gleamed on Lola's body.
She reached up and caressed Freddie's pectorals, pinching his manly nipples between the thumb and forefinger of each hand.
Freddie grunted, as she moved downward over his rippling belly, and his prick started to piston in and out of her faster and harder.
"Aiiee!" Lola screamed, as she felt the heated release building in her body. Her muscles quivered and tensed as she felt her orgasm gripping her belly, sending lightning-like flashes of bliss coursing through her.
Her pussy muscles tightened rhythmically, almost sucking the juices out of Freddie's balls, which were slapping against her humping quivering ass faster and harder.
She felt the sweet, carnal upheaval gripping her pussy, getting wilder. Her come cream flowed heavily from her stuffed snatch, and Freddie's prick started to make wet, sucking noises as he plugged her twat over and over again.
"Oooh, coming, Freddie, coming!" Lola squealed. Her body arched stiffly, her muscles almost vibrating with the wild sensations which surged through her.
Her head snapped back against the pillow as the convulsions gripped her cunt and spread outward.
Freddie slammed into her furiously, his cock pistoning in and out of her pussy like a pile driver, as he felt her pussy convulsing around his prick.
He winced, and a fine tremor of passion gripped his body, as he slammed into her sweet, creaming snatch furiously, his balls contracting as they churned up his heavy load of come cream.
At the height of her orgasm, Lola felt his juices flowing into her overheated snatch. The soggy sweet mess filled her pussy and oozed downward, mixing with her heavily-flowing cream and driving her wild.
"Yeah!" Freddie gasped, as he lunged into her like a mad man, emptying his balls into her sweet, sucking snatch.
Lola started to writhe again as her orgasm faded. With her eyes closed, she caressed her passion-swollen tits, pinching her nipples as she writhed in the throes of her orgasm.
When she finally came down, gasping, Freddie's powerful body collapsed on top of hers, pressing her into the mattress.
"Nice," he gasped, kissing her on her moist, parted lips.
He pulled out of her.
"So soon?"
"That's just an appetizer," Freddie said, grinning. "Let's go finish dinner, and get on with the main course."
The very idea of it caused Lola's pussy to quiver in sexual anticipation. They ate dinner nakedly, sitting opposite to each other.
There was a dark stain on Lola's chair when she finally got up. Her pussy hadn't stopped creaming once.
As they were heading back to the bedroom, the phone rang. Freddie stopped and looked at Lola, who smiled.
She knew who it was-Parker. She knew she had his wallet, but she could return that to him tomorrow. Tonight she wasn't going to give one inch to either Lenny or Parker.
She couldn't stand their dictatorial attitudes, and their coercive techniques. Lola did not intend to knuckle under to anyone, and after being tied up by both Lenny and Parker, she didn't trust them.
She let the phone ring, as she and Freddie went into the bedroom. In a few moments, with the phone still jangling in their ears, they were locked in a sixty-nine position, eating each other out.
After a while, the sound of the persistently-ringing phone became a part of the noise of Lola's ringing ears as her impassioned blood boiled in her veins.
She was feeling very smug and very happy. She had her nookie for the night, and she had also had her revenge on two very domineering men.
Since there was no dearth of men in Lola's life, she had no reason for regretting the loss of either Lenny or Parker. Of course, both of them were better-hung than any of her other boyfriends, and they were more intelligent than, say, Freddie.
But Lola was too determined to have her own way to count the cost of the loss.
With her self-assurance, her confidence in her beauty and her ability to please sexually, she wasn't terribly sure that they were lost to her anyway.