Maestro Dominates Marie Pt 01

There must be something about 30 degree sun on his ass to inspire Maestro. He made me cum our first morning on vacation with just his fingers. In under 15 minutes. Not that this is unusual, as he is blessed with long slender fingers that play my pussy like a finely tuned violin. And did I mention that he's also ambidextrous?

Maestro is my teacher, my guide. After far too many years of no fucking, he taught me to love my pussy again. He loves it more than I do, so he owns my pussy. He does with it what he wants. When he wants. He controls my pussy, my clit, my ass - my body. He is my master.

Besides having the most beautiful cock I've ever seen - massively thick, straight, and a full 9 inches - he gets off on giving pleasure. He enjoys licking pussy more than any other activity in life. More than receiving blow jobs, more than sex itself, his fantasy is a pussy buffet with endless horny women waiting to experience the most intense orgasms of their lives. I get to watch when he lets me.

The vacation was a much needed reward after so many months of stress. Our 10 days of mostly fucking (DMFs) started at sunrise. His cock is my morning alarm, pulsing and throbbing against my ass, telling me it's time to play. Barely awake, I rolled over to see his amber eyes devouring me. His knee raised quickly to spread my legs, pinning my right leg down.

"Don't even try to move. You know who's in charge, right? Who owns your pussy?"

His leg pressed harder down on my right leg, forcing my legs open wider, exposing my pussy to him.

"You do, Maestro," I whimpered in lust.

"What do you say?" he demanded, raising his hand, ready to slap my already bruised inner thighs.

"Yes Maestro, you do."

"That's right. You say 'Yes Maestro. You do. You own my pussy."

Grabbing my clit between his thumb and forefinger, he squeezed and twisted roughly, before gently massaging it, running his thumb ever so lightly back and forth over the top, back and forth. My legs still pinned, all I could all I do was arch my back and raise my hips. My pussy lips parted, begging for attention as he intentionally ignored it.

"Mmmmm ..ahhhhhhhhh," I moaned as he pressed harder, grabbing my clit and pulling until it popped out like a swollen pink button. He deliberately pulled his hand away as my orgasm grew.

"Do you know what I'm going to do next? Do you?" He licked his fingers slowly before grabbing my pussy and inserted two fingers deep, almost lifting me off the bed. "Don't forget who owns your pussy. Right? I do. I'll let you cum when I want."

"Yes, Maestro," I whispered, as his fingers rolled inside my pussy, back and forth, around and around. He pulled out quickly, then grabbed my left leg. His fingertips teased the most sensitive spots on my inner thighs before he raised his hand and slapped hard. Four hard slaps.

"Owwwwww yesssssss," I screamed. The stinging slaps sent heat waves to my pussy.

He stabbed three fingers back inside my pussy, creating his symphony, expert fingers reading every moan and movement.

Feeling my pussy stretch slightly to accommodate his fingers, I continued to thrust my hips against his hand. His fingers stroked every inch inside me. The blood rushing to my pussy impaired my brain. I didn't know what he was doing. Did he slip a finger in my ass? Was that his thumb inching its way inside my pussy? When I'm that close to cumming everything turns to mush inside my brain and counting fingers and locations is beyond me.

He pressed a finger hard against my clit, my hips jerking up and twisting side to side. "Pleeeeeaaaaasssseeeese," I screamed. "Please make me cum, Maestro!"

"You want to cum now? Now?" he whispered as he shifted his thumb side to side, squeezing my swollen pink clit.

"Yeeeeeeessssss!"

My orgasm rolled over me in waves, rocking me backwards and pulling me forward in time to his symphony. He pulled all fingers out of me slowly, teasing me as another wave hit me. I kept cumming, little aftershocks that rattled me as much as the original.

"How was that?" Maestro laughed as he wrapped his legs around my still trembling body.

"What were you doing? I have no idea what your hands were up to," I giggled.

He held up his hand. "These fingers in your pussy. This one in your ass."

"Seriously? I had no clue what was going on."

"You never do!" Maestro laughed. "I can tell when your leg starts jerking and your eyes roll around. I can read your orgasms better and better. You know I learn quickly! Let's get some breakfast. You'll love Mexican breakfasts. Lots of rice and beans. Then we'll check out the pool. And then fuck. Fucking is the priority."