Maestro and I were on vacation in Mexico and we had been looking for fun places to fuck outside from the time we had checked in (minus a quickie in the shower and another longer session on the king-sized bed in our luxury room). We wandered the beach; poked around the pools, corridors to the washrooms, service entrances, and the hotel's winding hallways and stairwells. Just the previous night he and I had tried to slip down to a deserted, grassy area near the theatre to play under the stars, but security guards had immediately flashed their lights at us as a warning. I'm sure they're used to horny couples wanting to play out their fantasies in anonymity while on vacation. We were no different, just more persistent.
Our third day there we realized that the VIP area was never more than half full during the day. This meant the stairwell connecting the 2nd and 3rd floors would be rarely used. Guests always took the elevators. After lounging in the moderate morning sun, and turning the pool boy on to Die Antwoord we decided it was time to play. So we headed for the stairwell.
As soon as we had reached the first landing Maestro took my arm and pressed against me hard, forcing my back painfully against the wall. His bare chest felt warm against my hard nipples, poking out from my black string bikini top as he roughy pulled it down. I shivered briefly against the cold concrete wall. No words were spoken. He pushed his leg between mine and pulled my little black bikini cover-up aside in one swift motion. I grabbed his silky soft hair and kissed him like a starving beast leaning over fresh prey. Who knows how much time we had until someone used the stairs? Our tongues and lips inseparable, and consumed with anticipation for a dirty public fuck, I quickly untied his swim shorts and released his magnificent cock. When Maestro's cock is hard, I can't wrap my fingers around it. His is the thickest cock I've ever taken and my pussy greedily hungered for it now. Pushing my hips out, I rubbed my exposed pussy against him lasciviously, desperately.
Maestro gets turned out by swimsuits, so I deliberately kept mine on - partly out of modest in case we got caught, but mostly to tease him. I love the pre-fuck teasing, the talk. I told Maestro the first night we fucked that my brain is my biggest erogenous zone.
"I want you to tell me sexy stories and fuck my brain," I had revealed to him that night. "Oh Marie, Marie ... If you get turned on by stories then you need to know what you're getting yourself into." I came to learn that Maestro and I were on the same wavelength; that we'd discovered a partner for our sexual adventures.
The thought of getting caught in such a public place, and during the day turned me into a beast; a RABID beast. Crazy, hungry, drooling for his cock; this was a long-time fantasy come true. "Fuck me now! Fuck me hard," I begged, my tongue circling his ear as the head of his cock teased the head of my clit.
"You forget, we fuck only when I say so, Marie," he ordered. "I say when!"
"Yes Maestro. But please baby I want your cock ... pleeeeeaaassseee." I continued to beg. I thrust my hips out harder towards him, feeling the hardness of his cock on my thighs. I swear he was growing harder and thicker as I begged.
