— ʟᴏʟᴀ (ꜱᴛʀɪᴘᴘᴇʀ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ)

BougieBunnyLola posted:

ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴍʏ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ꜰᴏʀ ʟɪꜰᴇ
ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ,
ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ?
ɪ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ
ᴊᴜɴᴏ~

🩷🩷🩷

"If this were a brothel, I'd probably be naked with your cum shooting into me right now~."

Lola smirked, stepping closer to the bed as she spoke.

Lola's heels clicked against the stage as she stepped away from the pole, now intently watching the lust goddess play with her tits.

"You seem very distracted~."

Dahlia was clearly horny, maybe not just from the stripper's private dance show either. The blonde hadn't taken her clothes off yet.
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Dahlia did - in fact - remove more of her clothes. She had to see that cock free.

The petite blonde was an open book right now, easy to push to a point of irresponsible arousal whenever the goddess of lust desired it.

Now Dahlia was more exposed than she was. Lola got more than a little distracted by her client's reveal. Nowhere in the rules did it say customers couldn't get comfortable in private rooms~.

"Careful... My manager might try and hire you if you take off much more~."

Lola jested, while hoping >

It was likely clear as day for Dahlia. Lola wanted that cock, but surely that desire she felt couldn't get any worse, right~?

"No comment~. Maybe I am doing what I want to be doing right now~."

"I hope you stripping doesn't come with a charge, Sugar."

Lola jested as she performed a vertical, upside-down split manoeuvre on the pole, looking across at the bed as she did so.

The blonde's answer didn't come with words, but her eyes lingered for a few seconds on the bulge.
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way the stripper could resist further increases to her arousal. In all likelihood, if pushed to the depths of depravity, Lola would allow the goddess to fuck and breed her here and now; no-touching rule be damned.

Lola danced around the pole, putting on more of a show for her client as she spun and gyrated around the metal fixture.

Dahlia would likely sense a higher-than-average amount of arousal in the blonde. It could certainly be increased~.

"Is that wishful thinking, Sugar~?"

There was likely no >

"I don't usually get clients who want to behave~."

Lola commented as she span around and danced her way to the pole in the middle of the private room. She arched her back and pushed her rear against it, grinding like she would against that obvious tent.

Who would know or care? Lola was just a stripper... It would be so easy to claim her in seconds and truly make the night memorable.

The blonde's fingers caught the straps of her thong, pulling them higher up her hips and exaggerating the view of her small, round rear.
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revealing more of the lingerie the stripper had on beneath. Her lacy thong was clinging to all the best parts, giving the smallest peek at what treasures she hid beneath.

"I know~. That tent is getting worse by the second~."

"Uh-uh... No touching allowed~."

Though, it seemed likely that Dahlia could use her powers to change that rule quickly. Lola was a prime target after all.

She moved out of her client's reach, teasing the fact that the other woman could no longer reach. The fishnet skirt was getting higher now, >

which translated into even sluttier movements of her body.

She moved between Dahlia's legs, rolling her body like a wave as she performed for her client.

"Do you want me to want it all to myself~?"

How could she tell that?

It didn't matter, but it made Lola curious for sure. She had felt the urge to take her clothes off far quicker than a talented stripper should.

For now, though, she was keeping that feeling at bay.

Being called a slutty bunny did things to her that she hadn't expected >

of Dahlia's growing bulge.

She pulled the fabric of the fishnet skirt higher, revealing the first glimpse of her gorgeous bubble butt to the sex goddess.

"Is that ~all~ for me~?"

"Lola? Bitch? Slut? Call me whatever you want, Sugar. This is your private dance~."

If that oxytocin burst hadn't happened, there was no way she'd be suggesting a client could call her something derogatory, but here she was.

"You look so hard already~."

She then commented, fully taking notice>

body for her client, ready to put on one hell of a show. That little rush of arousal certainly made her feel even sexier.

She'd use that self-confidence to blow the other woman's find, she was sure of it.

"Dollface~? Are you saying I look plastic~?"

Lola teased.

The release of oxytocin from the lust goddess made Lola feel a rising arousal. She sometimes got this way with clients, but never so soon after starting.

Maybe it was the surprise bulge she felt beneath her, which she purposefully brushed against while standing up.

Lola began moving her entire >

her lower half. Rolling her hips; grinding against the older man's bulge.

It was true, though. If their suspisions became reality then there was every chance things between them would get even spicier.

And that was saying something!

Watching and feeling the older man's hands curve around her supple body, cupping her breasts, drew a gentle moan from the blonde stripper.

"You already can't keep your hands o-off me..."

Her nipples quickly stiffened.

"That's why Shauna happened~."

Lila whispered, biting her lip as she moved>

her hips and instantly making this private dance feel as erotic as possible.

If Dahlia did use any of her sex goddess powers, they'd likely not make it off the bed of the private room, let alone making it all the way to a motel.

"I hope you've got the cash to back that sort of request up~."

Lola shot back as she turned around and sat in Dahlia's lap, beginning to grind slowly to the erotic beat and bass of the music below.

"Plus, my pretty face should be enough of a reason already."

The blonde then murmured, swaying >

would reveal her small, perky breasts to them both as her bra dropped to the floor and was summarily kicked away by one of her heel, fishnet covered feet.

"I bet you always hoped I was yours~."

"I don't need to say it when it's already so true~."

Lila purred as she leaned forward just enough to give her enough room to unclasp her bra strap. Arty deserved the full works. An entire show. Maybe even an explosive finale if she could keep quiet enough~.

The mirror on the opposite wall >

down onto the comfortable seat.

"Lola, by the way."

The blonde said, offering her name as she guided Dahlia to the bed. If she'd known she was dealing with a literal sex goddess, would she have stopped?

Likely not.

"... but what are you looking for? A full strip? An intimate dance?"

Lola asked as she gently pushed her client>

come to a strip club just to watch your own daughter dance for you...~"

The petite stripped muttered as she leaned back into him fully, reaching back to comb her fingers through the older man's hair.

Would Naomi keep denying it? Especially now that she was divorced from Lila's 'real' father. Or, would she come clean and reveal the truth?

It wasn't something Lila or Arty could answer right now, not least because they were both getting so lost in the erotic moment.

"I can't believe you'd >

incredibly arousing; knowing I get them all worked up."

She then took Dahlia's hand, slipping between the crowds towards one of the private back rooms.

As they entered she pulled the curtains closed, dimming the lights from the main club on the floor below and giving them full privacy.