Chapter 1

Room Service

I was naked on my back, rubbing my little clit, when the phone rang on the nightstand beside the bed.

I reached out with one of my pussy juice soaked hands and snatched the cordless phone off of the receiver.

“Hello?” I said breathlessly, answering.

“Miss Donovan? This is Claire from Guest Services,” a perky female voice said on the other end of the line. I circled my clit a few times, teasing myself and then tapped my button gently.

“Yea? Oh yea...” I moaned, breathing heavily into the phone, not bothering to hide that I was diddling my happy clitty.

Her voice lowering to a sexier tone Claire spoke again. “Yes, that’s exactly what we’re calling you about, that little pussy you’re playing with. We noticed that you may be in need of a bull this morning.”

“Oh?” I asked, intrigued, lifting my fingers to my mouth to suck off the juices. I tasted so good.

“Yes Miss Donovan, we can see here on your room cameras that you’ve been playing with your pretty pussy for about an hour now. You’ve been putting on quite the show.”

“Mmm I love my pussy,” I groaned.

“Yes, we can see that,” chuckled the girl.

I arched my back and pinched my nipple with my free hand, sucking in a breath with the quick burn. I always did love an audience when I was fucking.

“You’re watching me?”

“We watch everyone, you never know when someone might need a helping hand. Just like yourself.”

“You have a helping hand for my pussy?” I asked, sliding a finger into my pussy, I loved being finger fucked.

“That’s a good girl, finger that wet pussy,” she purred into the phone. “We thought it might need more than a good finger fucking though. We noticed that the last two mornings you’ve taken to fucking a stranger in the lobby before heading out for the day. Isn’t that right? Your cunt needs some good cock every morning doesn’t it?”

“Mmm yea I’m ripe for a fucking, I asked the first dick if he wanted to see my tits and he said yes. Things progressed from there.”

“Yes we saw that he spent a significant amount of time sucking on them before he bent you over by the elevators. You’ve got some great titties. Did you enjoy that?”

“I came on his cock if that’s what you’re asking. Oh fuck,” I whimpered, my pussy clenching on air as I came for the third time that morning, my hips humping in the air.

“Cumming on cock is so much better than an empty pussy, don’t you agree Miss Donovan?”

“Yes Claire,” I dutifully responded, taking some time to play with my breasts again.

“The second man we noticed you rode on the lounge couch next to his wife,” the woman shared. “She didn’t seem to mind.”

I chuckled, twisting my nipples back and forth with my free hand. “I asked him if he wanted to fuck and she didn’t even stop reading her magazine. So I moved my panties to the side, he unzipped his pants and ta-da, I got a nice load before my meeting.”