The name of this story has nothing to do with the main characters names. The story is about a 40-something guy having sex with an 18 year old girl, so I just took the name "Lolita" from the Nabokov novel.
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-- From the last story
John sat on the couch and the naked little vixen sat to his right and cuddled up to him. "Based on the amount of cum I just swallowed, I think you liked that scenario."
"Who wouldn't? That was fantastic Dana. I assume you got that idea from the videos I sent?"
She grinned. "Yep. And then I watched some other ones like that with Mel and Debra."
"And did you guys play a little?"
"Of course. I used one of Mel's dildos that is almost the same size as you. Debra used a vibrator, but then Mel got down and ate Deb's pussy until she came. I watched and got really turned on by that, but I didn't do anything."
"Why not?"
"I don't know. I'm still getting used to sex. I just want to fuck you right now."
They sat quietly for a while, then Dana spoke up again.
"I think Deb knows I am doing something with you."
"Why do you say that?"
"I forwarded the emails you sent with the babysitter videos in them and forgot to strip your email address out of one. I think she saw it before I hid it and opened the link."
"Did she say anything?"
"No. She wouldn't."
"Okay, but if you have to tell her, I don't mind. Just try to keep it quiet and not get to anyone else."
"Yes, sir." She snuggled closer. "I don't want to lose my lover when I just started."
John liked the sound of that. He pulled her close. "Me neither."
They were sitting there recovering, John in just a shirt and Dana completely naked when there was a knock at the door.
-- And the story continues
John quickly moved to put his pants back on and dressed himself. Dana grabbed her clothing and moved to the kitchen to stay out of sight. John then moved to the door.
When John opened the door he was quite surprised to see Dana's friend Debra standing there. Deb was a cute, pixie of a girl who probably stood about 5' tall. She was a petite brunette with a great lean shape and enough tits and ass that still showed she was a girl. He took in what she was wearing. It was yoga pants and a t-shirt that was long enough to go to the center of her ass. He couldn't tell if she was wearing a bra.
"Hello, Debra. How are you?"
"Uh -- hello Mr. T. I'm fine. I was just looking for Dana."
"What makes you think that she's here?"
She smiled a small, shy smile and looked down to the floor. "Uh -- she told me to meet her here."
"Well," was all the start of a denial that John could get out before Dana made herself known.
"Hi, Deb, come on in." Dana walked up next to John. "Let her in, Mr. T."
John turned to let her in and when he did he gave Dana a hard stare. Dana just grinned.
"Hold on just a second." Dana grabbed Deb by the hand and led her to the kitchen. She was in there a couple of minutes and then came back, alone. John looked at her questioningly.
"Come over to the couch, Mr. T." She led him to the center cushion of the couch by his hand and he sat. "I haven't told you something important Mr. T. so I misled you a little. I need your help." She stood in front of him in that outrageous outfit and he hoped he could be logical and not think only with the small head. "I invited Deb over here today so that she could be with us and become comfortable with a real cock." John's eyes opened a little in surprise so Dana smiled. "You see, Deb was almost raped about a year ago by a date and has been wanting to get over it, but it's hard for her. She needs some help with somebody safe and reliable. I think it's you."
"So you want me to do what?" John was trying to figure out how far this would go.
"I just want her to get comfortable seeing and touching a man. Is that okay?"
John's little head was screaming "Yes!" but he tried to be rational. "Are you sure this is okay and that you are alright with her being here with us? You sure you want to share me?"
Dana smiled and leaned over and kissed him. "Yes, I'm sure, Mr. T. This is for a very good cause."