Part 1

I glanced at myself in the reflection in the hotel lift, my appearance not giving away how hard my heart was thumping and how I was currently driven by nothing but desire and temptation.

The lift doors closed. This was it. I stood motionless, still not fully comprehending what was happening, or what was about to happen.

I stood with my back against the wall. There were two other people standing in front of us. My shoulder brushed against Lucy's as the lift jolted into action and I felt that spark of energy pulsating throughout my body. I looked up towards her, her face was serious and unreadable.

Her expression changed and a sly smile appeared on her face. I exhaled as I realised why. She gently lifted up her skirt, revealing her naked pussy.

I looked away before hearing the lift bell ding and seeing Lucy leave. I followed in a trance, feeling powerless to turn back now.

I followed Lucy into her room. She threw her stuff onto the floor and immediately came towards me, her stunning figure towering above me, making me feel helpless and weak. She took my bag off my shoulder, also throwing it down casually.

She knew what I wanted. What I desperately craved. She kissed me, softly at first, her tongue penetrating my own gently. I had to stand on my tiptoes to reach her. The kiss soon turned passionate. I couldn't stop thinking about her bare pussy underneath her skirt. How wet she was. I wanted to feel but held back.

To my surprise she pushed me towards the large window overlooking the city.

Without warning she spun me around and lifted up my dress, unhooking my bra then lifting my arms up to support myself against the window.

Any sort of panic of being seen by people looking in soon dissipated as I felt her tongue licking my pussy from behind. I gasped as her hot warm tongue slipped up and down my already soaking pussy.

Abruptly, she stood up and pressed her larger body against mine so my breasts were squashed against the window, her mouth moved closely so that her lips brushed my ear lobe as spoke. I shivered.

“I want the world to see what a needy, desperate girl you are,” Lucy said as her hands glided down my body, brushing my sides, over my hips and finally my ass.

Her hands moved between my legs and pushed them further apart. I was spread open, exposed, vulnerable and not caring one bit.

No sounds came out as I felt her fingers enter me once again, the pleasure and the moment was too intense for me to express. I pressed harder against the window and pushed my ass out further, unable to disguise my lust for her.

“Oh look. Your poor desperate needy cunt needs taking care of. I can tell it's been a while. You're so pent up. Tight.” Lucy said, as she fingered harder. She placed two fingers on my clit and I thought I might explode at any moment.

I lost all control and composure and started grinding on her fingers. The sounds of my wet pussy filled the room. I was lost, no longer caring who saw or heard me.

I rotated my hips faster and harder. I could feel the tension leaving my body. I was letting go.

“Hmm. Let it all out. Think about my soaking wet pussy underneath this skirt. How I'm going to make you repay the favour. Don't deny it. You need to eat cunt. You're going to eat your first. It's going to taste delicious, like nothing you've ever tasted,” Lucy said confidently.

That was it. What I needed to hear. I let go and orgasmed hard on her fingers, my hands pressing harder on the window as my hips gyrated wildly.

I turned to kiss Lucy, breathless and bathed in ecstasy. The kiss lingered, long and sexy.

My energy was surging once again.

That question that had always lingered in my mind for years, all those fantasies, stories and chats deliberating whether this was what I really wanted.

I didn't just want it. I needed it.

I needed to eat pussy.