Mia

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Author's note

I should get better rates at the Blue Parrot hotel (Playa del Carmen). I booked a room there so many times, even if my place was merely 15 min by cab away... But married pussy always had the right of way...

Always? Yes, you may ask. Well... cleaning my throat, I did bring more than just one willing pussy to this hotel... The coolest experience I had there was probably with Mia...

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I was, as almost always, at the Blue Parrot bar around midnight. Which day it was never mattered; there was a 24/7 party at Playa, with fresh tourist pussy being delivered on a weekly basis. I wore the usual garments: a white T-shirt, beige linen summer pants, and brown sandals. Typical Caribbean.

Slowly the party crowd was arriving, but the best action time was normally after 1 AM. I was sitting on a bar stool, sipping on my Coke, checking out the babes that were arriving. Many couples tonight. Some BFFs, but not cute enough to get my cock hard. The babes of three couples were pretty, so I started observing them as the typical Playa "shark" I was ("shark" was our nickname for pro divers who hunt a lot of tourist pussy and ignore most local babes).

One couple I discarded right away; he was having a good time with her, drinking, dancing, flirting, the whole package, together. No chance for me there. The second couple was simply too old. She wouldn't fall for a quick fuck, the way she glued herself to him. The next couple was a bit younger, like mid-twenties, and I smelled my chance because she wanted to go dance with him, but he refused two, three times, so they sat at the bar, simply staring into the crowd.

How do I get her away from him on the dance floor? I wondered. Maybe get her attention with some dancing move imitations, inviting her from a distance?

With flirting in Playa, you never get a second chance. And the first instinct or thought should always be followed. So, a couple of minutes later, as her gaze came to rest on me, I waved to her and offered her with my open arms the dance floor, smiling. She smiled back and gave her... boyfriend? Husband?...a quick look, and he glanced back at me, smiling. Since she did not me right away, I pouted, with my arms crossed over my chest. She laughed at my gesture. She looked again at him, stood up, said something to him, and walked towards me.

"Time for you to dance with me," I said to her, hoping she spoke English.

"Let's go." She answered, happy that this tall, well-built stranger wanted to dance with her. He must be a diver, she thought; he has this typical look, the muscles, the sunny-boy looks, the Mexican bracelets around one wrist, and half-long blond hair bleached by sun and salt. He must be Scandinavian or something like that, from the north of Europe, because of his height.

She must have been 1.79 m (5.9), with brown hair, a beautiful face, the eyes having a touch of Asian, a great body with C+/DD breasts, her butt matching their size, and an hourglass waist. She wore a wide, very loose, black summer shirt combined with a short black skirt.

Thank God a song was playing I could dance to. And the music was not too loud, so we could understand what we were saying.

I went straight into attack mode: "Nice tan lines." I teased her, smiling, looking at her shoulders.

"I have only been here a couple of days; give me time." She laughed.

"Are you soon sunbathing naked then?" I asked.

"Maybe..." She smiled.

"Let me know when and where." I teased. "I could rub something... on your back..."

"I hope it's sun cream." She grinned.

"I hope so too." I replied. "But what if I forgot to bring it? Can I still rub your back then?"

"Yeah, you can rub my back alright." She laughed.

"Do you get back rubs at night?"

"Sometimes..." she answered, giving me a flirty look.

We danced some more until a slower song came up. She was about to leave, as I quickly said, "Let me rub your shoulders."

She thought about it for a second or two and then simply said, "OK."

"Why don't you sit in that chair over there near the palm tree so I have better access?" I replied.

She didn't hesitate, walked to the chair, and sat down, giving me a slightly challenging look.

As I positioned myself behind her, I asked what her name was, but just before she could answer, I grabbed both shoulder muscles firmly and kneaded them strongly with my thumbs.

"Oh." She, letting out a sigh.

"That's a cute name." I teased her.

She looked up and grinned. "Mia."

"Nice to meet you, Mia. In Spanish it means 'You are mine.'" I teased, kneading firmly her shoulder muscles with my big paws, without inflicting pain, more like a mix of pleasure mixed with challenge, to see how much she could cope with.

"Right now, I guess I am yours." Replying to my teasing, enjoying the grinding I was giving her muscles.

I decided to expand the massage area and kneaded her upper and lower arms, leaving them deliciously numb for a couple of seconds.

"Oh." She yapped, "That's nice!"

"There is much more to come, Mia." I answered, putting my hands back on her shoulders, first massaging them again, and then stroking her upper back, that soft area in between the shoulder bones.

"Mmmh." She moaned, "So nice."

I kept alternating her upper back with her shoulders, getting her to moan a couple of times. Each time I did her back, I bumped with my hands into her bra back strap on purpose.

As I attacked her shoulder muscles again, I bent over, having my face real close to her neck, whispering, "Your bra is in the way; I will open it for you."

Not waiting for her answer, I kneaded her shoulders a bit harder and then went with my hands to her back again, kneading strongly, making her moan again, those hands lowering themselves inside her wide shirt until they found the bra clasp. Quickly I undid all three hooks and started massaging there, where I had no access before.

"Oh." She moaned again, enjoying what this big guy was doing to her. She wondered if he could do other parts too... Maybe he will try to do my chest, she hoped. Perhaps grab me there? To give me more hints about what to do, she moaned again, saying, "Oh! Soooo nice, keep doing that."

I was able to lower my hands all the way down, rubbing her entire back, reaching the curve of her beautiful butt. At the same time, having my hands so deep down, my mouth was very close to her neck. To get permission, without asking, I whispered to her, "You have a beautiful neck; I need to kiss it." And me doing so, very softly kissing her there.

"Mmmh." She sighed, and I saw her nipples stiffening against the thin fabric of her shirt.

I kissed her neck again, while my hands kept massaging her lower back, just before her ass curve.

She squirmed, wanting more.

"Can you massage my butt?" She whispered back to me.

I pulled my hands out of her wide shirt and said, "Sure. Stand up and lean against me."

She backed up her gorgeous butt against me, bumping into my bulge.

"Oh." She yapped. "Is everything big with you? Do you have a big bank too?" Teasing me.

I grinned and answered that, "Either big cock or big , you just choose..."

Now that nobody could see what was going on with her behind, I lifted her skirt from the rear over her ass cheeks, finding a small black thong. My big paws started abusing her ass right away, kneading a little bit harder than needed, making her groan right away, pushing her butt hard against my hands, wanting more.

My right hand snaked over her leg towards her pussy, sliding under the shirt, while my left hand kept mistreating her butt. She curved her entire body against me, making herself completely available for my hands. The right hand reached the soft fabric of her slip, moved over it towards the center, and went down south to find a very wet spot from her pussy juices. I ran my middle finger through the fabric up and down her slit, lingering a little bit longer over her clit.

"Oh. Oh. Oh." She kept moaning, forgetting the entire world around her, hoping my big finger would soon move the fabric aside.

Of course I did. Lifting it, my right hand slid inside her slip, having full access to her soon-to-be-cheating pussy. My middle finger slipped inside her very wet cunt, making her moan again. I now started finger-fucking her at a nice steady pace, while my thumb kept rubbing and playing with her clit.

I moved my left hand up, away from her butt, and it went under her shirt towards the no longer imprisoned breasts, her bra just hanging in front of them without a purpose. Her breast was very soft and warm as I grabbed it, pinching her nipple.

"Oh." She moaned again, enjoying the public fingering I was giving her. I sped up the fingering rhythm, but made sure to keep her on the edge, because I wanted her horny as hell so she would do whatever I told her to do, such as ing me in the hotel right beside this bar.

"Oooh. Oooh. Oooh. Oooh." She could only moan; she was getting very close now... Time for me to pull the brakes!

I slowly pulled my right hand back, and I put her slip back in place. My left hand kept kneading her breast, and as I pulled down her skirt again, I whispered to her, "You see that hotel there? I will meet you there in 10 minutes. Go tell your husband something and hurry, so I can fool around with your lovely pussy."

I added "Off you go." Giving her butt a slap to make her move.

She ran like a true bitch in heat to her husband, telling him she wanted to dance some more and she would be fine without him; he could stay seated there, but to please keep her bar stool reserved for her.

At the same time, I walked straight to the Blue Parrot hotel and asked if I could get room number ten. Yes, it was available. I paid for it and waited for Mia in the lobby.

To be continued.