The year was 1928. I had spent the last three years working in a small brothel in London that smelled of sweat and tobacco and burning rose petals. I had only just turned 19. I smoked cigarettes from a long, thin holder and walked around in a floral silk robe that was easily the most expensive thing I would ever touch. It had been a present from one of my regulars, a Chinese man with a surprisingly thick cock that visited every month or so. I remember the night he brought it back for me after we had fucked two or three times. He told me I had the tightest pussy he had ever felt. He was going back to China for several years for business, and he would miss me. I never knew if the men I served said those things because they were true, or because they liked doting on a beautiful woman. I didn't care. I loved my silk robe and the way my naked tits hardened when they brushed against the smooth material, swaying back and forth freely and making my pussy tingle and burn.
Sometimes I would catch one of the girls looking me, eyeing me up and down and I could tell she was thinking about licking my pussy and what it would feel like to make me come hard. I had never had sex with any of the girls working, although some nights I could hear through the walls that my friends were pleasuring each other after a hard day's work. Sometimes a male customer would not be able to satisfy one of the whores, so she would walk into a friend's room, pussy throbbing, begging to be eaten out.
I would hear the sweet smacking of tongue and pussy lips, the moaning and sometimes screaming if she wanted it bad enough. I never was brave enough to venture in to the room, but I knew that others were. Nevertheless, I had always dreamed of tasting pussy.
Sometimes six or seven girls would all gather in the living room downstairs and eat each other out for all they were worth. I remember one day I walked out to the balcony and just watched them all from above. Jessa would be flicking her tongue across Anna's tits while Georgina sucked and licked her clit. Anna was screaming so loudly I could barely keep from coming listening to her. I started to feel my breasts and how hard my nipples were and finally my pussy and the wetness that was dripping down my thighs. I moved my fingers down while watching the scene unfold downstairs, listening to Anna's shrieks and getting wetter and wetter, my pussy so tender I could barely touch it. My breath was getting heavy, my whole body red and hot. I moved my fingers to my clit and my slippery hole, fingering myself and rubbing my clit over and over again. Rose emerged from her room downstairs wearing nothing but her robe and was playing with her own tits and pussy. She smiled and maneuvered her way underneath Jessa's pussy, moving her mouth up to her ass and licking her entire slit up and down, making Jessa pause and moan loudly. "Oh yeah, lick me you fucking whore. Lick me baby," she said. "You like licking that sweet clit?" She was clearly very horny from licking Anna's tits because she started shaking uncontrollably and all of the sudden squirted all over Rose's face! This sent me into shock and made me come so hard I yelled, making everyone in the room look up at me.
"Aww, Emily wants to get her pussy eaten, too," Georgina said sweetly. "Don't be nervous, sweetie. We will eat your pussy whenever you want."
