Rita and Ron

This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. The Series contains BDSM, bondage, exhibitionism, and lots of kinky sex. If you don't like these things then this story may not be for you. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments.

PS -If you have fantasies, ideas, etc for new stories please let me know, that includes twists on existing stories and I will see what I can do. Many of my stories have started out that way.

Rita and Ron

Chapter 2

The next morning Rita woke, and she was untied from the bed. She squirmed enjoying the silky sheets on her skin and really looked around the room. Everything was like a dream come true. All the furnishings were high-end, and she slid across the bed and began to wander around the bedroom. When she found the bathroom and four head showers, she immediately turned it on and washed all the ickiness from yesterday off her body. She washed her long brunette hair and after she had scrubbed everything twice, she came out of the shower, dried herself off and wrapped her long hair in a towel.

As she walked out of the bathroom, she smelled coffee and went to find the source. With a cup of coffee in her hand, she padded naked back to the bedroom and sat naked on the bed contemplating everything that happened and where this was going. She sipped the coffee dreaming of where this was going.

Ron exited his bathroom naked drying off with a towel and he saw the sight that would always stun him motionless. Rita was absolutely the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Everyone has their own definition of beauty, and his definition was sitting on the end of the bed with a cup of coffee. As she sat on the bed staring at her coffee, her naked figure was perfect in every way. Her high cheek bones, celestial lips and beautiful eyes made him want to get a camera and preserve this moment.

Her sensual form was taut and athletic with almost no body fat. Her abs were sunken against her backbone, leaving her ribs exposed against her skin. If he was honest, she could use a little weight to flesh out her torso, but it led to the most perfect set of breasts he ever remembered seeing. They were the perfect pear shape, and he guessed a D-cup, which looked huge on her tiny frame. Her aureoles were the size of a half-dollar and pale pink with achingly delicious nipples.

Her hips were slim leading to a muscular ass that was small by todays standards but was a perfect fit to her barbie doll body. Her legs were slim but powerful and beautifully shaped. Everything fit together into a gorgeous shape that kept Ron mesmerized and despite his promise to JUST take care of her, his desire as well as his cock grew.

As Rita was sitting on the bed, she felt Ron's eyes caressing her. His eyes caressed every part of her and all of her responded with a growing desire. Until now there had never been a man that she wanted to really make love to her. All of her sexual experiences had been her being taken by the man calling himself her master. There had never been a man SHE had wanted, till now.

Rita took a sip of her coffee and looked at Ron out of the corner of her eye. Her desire blossomed in her chest as she scanned his ruggedly, magnificent body. He was ripped in every way. His face was strongly handsome with European features, while his chest was layered slabs of muscle leading to taut washboard abs, powerful hips and strong brawny legs. His magnificently formed cock topped everything and was easily the largest and most perfect cock she had ever seen. There didn't seem to be an ounce of fat anywhere on him. All of his strong body was covered in a chocolate silken skin and everything she saw made him the perfect man that had always been her dream lover.

Rita's dream lover had always been a handsome black man and here he was. Rita gasped as she took all of him in and that broke the spell. Ron realized he was nude and gathered his towel and ran back to the bathroom. Rita realized her nudity as well, but she still felt his eyes caressing all her sensual places. She stood as he turned to the bathroom, and she was trying to show him more as she turned away.

Rita stood posing wearing her nudity like a Vera Wang gown until he came out of the bathroom. She knew that her body was the only thing she had to make him want her. So, her pose was as fetching as she could make it, she wanted to stay here, with him. She looked at him and asked, "Do you have any clothes I can wear; this is all I have. While I think you really like this outfit, I may need something else to wear."

Ron blushed and answered, "I have a person that can take you shopping and get you a new wardrobe. In the meantime, wear this." He handed her a white button-down oxford shirt that looked sexy as hell on her. She slipped it on but only buttoned the middle two buttons. Most of her breasts were exposed leaving only her nipples barely covered and the tails of the shirt only high-lighting her stunning hips, and legs.

Ron gulped realizing that she looked sexier and more appealing now than she did naked. His starving look raked over her body, barely concealed in the shirt and Rita felt his eyes light a fire of passion inside her. The towel around his waist burst open and fell to the floor showing his real reaction to Rita's beauty. His cock was at full staff, showing just how massively beautiful it was. Rita almost swooned and her desire for him burst into an inferno. All these desirous feelings were new to her, she had never had a man affect her or one she wanted like Ron did.

They both turned and Ron dressed in jeans and polo shirt that was so stretched over his muscular torso that it almost ripped at the seams. He made a call and within a few minutes a sultry woman appeared, and she addressed Rita. "Come with me and we will find you a new wardrobe."

Rita and the woman named Carol went shopping for the whole day and even had dinner. All the clothes purchased were beautiful, sexy and really showed off her figure. At one point Carol told Rita that Ron's instructions were to find clothes befitting Rita's beauty and some were to be elegant, while others very sexy. Rita had never worn clothes like this and felt like she was in a dream.

When Carol dropped her off, Ron was not back from his meetings, and she gloried in all the new clothes in her closet. She wondered what to wear for Ron when he came home. After going through everything she decided on the white button-down Oxford shirt he had given her earlier, but this time she didn't button anything. Rita looked in the mirror, wiggled her hips and struck a fetching pose wanting to see what showed in this outfit.

She had worked all her life to keep an incredible face and figure, because it was the only thing she had to sell. At times like this her face and figure shined like a bonfire, and she wanted Ron to look at her with the hungry look he had given her when he thought she wasn't looking. She posed in front of the mirror imagining the ogling looks she would get from Ron as he came home. Her nipples ached and her pussy got wet just thinking about being virtually naked in front of him.

Ron came home from his meetings with his mind still spinning from the negotiations, but with Rita posed in the living room all those thoughts vanished. He froze the minute he saw her with his eyes taking in everything she was showing him. His entire body immediately determined that he wanted her and hardened everywhere that he should. Damn she was stunningly beautiful and sexy as hell.

While his eyes continued to caress her gloriously exposed form, he remembered her shopping and asked, "Why are you in the shirt from this morning? Didn't Carol get you a whole new wardrobe?"

Rita sauntered closer to him and seductively answered, "Yes, I have a whole new closet full of beautiful and sexy clothes, but I remembered the look you gave me this morning when I wore this shirt, and I wanted you to look at me like that again. Do you still like what you see?"

Ron didn't answer, but instead walked over to her, slid his hands through the shirt and onto her skin and then kissed her until she quivered in his arms. Rita felt her mind spin as his hands caressed her and his kiss devastated her. She knew she was playing with fire, but she stood seeing what he would do next. Every other man that owned her would have thrown her on the floor and fucked her, but Ron stepped back and said, "You look as gorgeous and sexy as you did this morning. Tell me about your day."

She looked at him, stunned that he didn't just take her. This might just be the man she had always dreamed of. He sat in his lounge chair and Rita came and sat in his lap telling him about her shopping trip and dinner, then asked, "Don't you want to fuck me, I can see in your eyes and feel the hardness in your lap that you want me. You bought me yesterday and you can have me anytime you want."

Ron looked into her eyes and realized one thing, being a fuck toy was all she thought she was worth. "Rita, my gorgeous baby, you are not my slave. I purchased you and got you away from those thugs, but you are not my slave. Instead, I see a beautiful woman with wonderful possibilities, and I want you to reach your true potential."

Ron looked into her stunned eyes and continued, "You have a choice, you are free now and no one's slave. From now on you can live here and we will work together to help you become the woman you have always dreamed of, or you can leave. You are a free woman."

Rita had no idea what to do. A free woman was something she had never been, and her only dreams had been to find a lover that made her feel loved, cherished and impassioned. Tears began to pool in her eyes, and she hid her face in his shoulder. She whispered, "I don't know what to do, where to go or what my potential is. Can you help me?"

Ron kissed her gently and responded, "You can stay here as long as you want and together, we can discover your desires, your talents and your potential. I will take care of you until you discover who and what you want to be, but you are not my slave. You are your own woman, with your own desires and dreams."

Rita's world was rocked, and she didn't know what to do. "Please tie me back on the bed for the night."

Ron picked her up in his arms, knowing that her world had changed. This was difficult for him as well, because he wanted to have her as his lover, submissive and companion, but it had to be her choice, her desires, her trust and what she wanted. He knew that for a perfect dominate/submissive relationship, there need to be love, trust and a bond like no other. At this point she felt obligated to him and that was not the relationship he wanted. He wanted her to be free and freely give herself to him, only then could they really be dominate and submissive.

Ron laid her on her bed, stripped her of her shirt and tied her spread-eagle on the bed. As she lay on the bed, she stared at him with a combination of, love, passion, fear and dread. He could see that she wanted him, and he definitely wanted her, but they needed to discover their real connection and not just sex. He left her and turned out the lights.

Rita woke screaming in the middle of the night filled with nightmares and Ron was there immediately. He untied her arms and legs then pulled her into his arms, holding and protecting her. He rocked her in his arms until she fell asleep again, but this time he lay down naked with her, holding her in his arms on top of him. Ron barely slept but Rita would continue to snuggle tighter into his arms all night. Her sleep was fitful but as she snuggled on top of him the hairs on his chest teased her nipples and she felt his impressive cock growing against her belly.

Rita squirmed her body against his and in her dream-state, she was pushing his cock between her legs. His arms tightened her against him, and she felt the soaking wet lips of her pussy wrapping around his steely shaft. She slowly began rocking her hips and glorifying the how his shaft cuddled between her pussy lips and caressed her clit, all while her nipples were being stimulated by the hair on his chest.

Rita felt this morning's desire blossom anew and she slowly woke feeling a craving she had never felt before. She wanted him inside her and she wanted him to actually make love to her. Never had she felt this way about a man and her hips began stroking his cock even more until she felt the huge mushroom head of his cock nudging against her pussy lips. In her dream-state his cock slowly parted her pussy lips, slowly spread her pussy lips and his cock slowly pushed inside her. She felt her body tingle, her nipples ache, her pussy was on fire begging for more and her heart pounding in her chest. Her craving dream-state was wild, and it was her dream lover making love to her. But it wasn't a dream-state and she was really taking his cock inside her.

When he woke in the middle of the night, Rita's gloriously naked body was wrapped around his and her soft, delicate form felt elegantly delicious. He felt her nipples nestled in the hairs of his chest, but better still he felt the warm wet lips of her pussy wrapping around the head of his cock and trying to suck more of him inside her.

As much as he promised he wouldn't fuck her, his cock had other plans and was hard as a bar of steel. She was lying sprawled on top of him and his stiff cock was trying to find its way inside her sopping wet pussy. Ron thought Rita was asleep, but her engorged nipples were digging holes in his chest and her hips were squirming, slowly taking more and more of his cock inside her. He had kept his word, but she wanted him inside her and she was using her magnificent body to take what she wanted.

Ron felt her glorious body seducing him and he closed his eyes revelling in the feelings. He tried to keep quite as his cock was wrapped more and more in her succulent, silky, wet, furnace. Her hips were slowly writhing and taking him deeper inside her pussy and oh god, it felt wonderful as more of his cock was enveloped by her wet, silky sheath. Then he heard her whimper, "Oh yes, yes, yes." Her lips latched onto his neck as she squirmed, kissed and took more of his cock inside her. Ron was loving all of this, but didn't know what to do. Should he just let her have a way with him or should he show her what making love is all about?

Ron felt her legs quivering as a climax rippled through her and he knew he needed to show her real love making. He pulled her head to the side as his lips latched onto hers. At first, she was fearful but his kisses and tongue lashing her tongue quickly showed her he had glorious plans for her. Ron stared into her desire-filled eyes as she sat up, rocking her hips to take him deeper and deeper inside her, all while moaning, "More, more, deeper, harder."

Ron grabbed her pendulous breasts in each hand and crushed her nipples as he thrust his hips into hers. Her mouth fell open in a silent scream and her eyes flew open as her whole body rippled with orgasmic exquisiteness. Ron flipped her onto her back as he began to pound his cock against her cervix, crushing her clit and giving her climax after climax. Ron watched as her body spasmed, twisted, and writhed as climax after climax rippled through her. She was so athletically nimble and beautiful as her body expressed the kind of unbridled passion she had never known.

Rita didn't know what was happening. She had never had more than one climax and rarely even that. As she had slept on his hard athletic body, she felt his cock begin to grow and grow, and the bigger it got the more she wanted it inside her. It filled her like no one ever had and her first orgasm was glorious, but then he flipped her over and began to drive that monster deep inside her and the kind of orgasms she always read about came true.

Oh god, she was in heaven as her fingers clawed at his back, her hips lunged to meet his thrusts. Her stomach muscles rippled, while her legs quivered in orgasmic triumph. Never had anything like this ever happened to her, and maybe she had finally found the black lover she had always dreamed of. Fireworks exploded behind her eyes, and she lost track of where she was and how many orgasms she had. When Rita came back to earth, she saw Ron hovering above her and his eyes filled with love and passion and his cock still hard buried deeply inside her. She remembered being rocketed into space with endless orgasms and this was the man that took her there.

She was overwhelmed with the passion, the caring, the love this man had given her, and tears of joy poured out of her eyes. Ron watched her disbelief, and her eyes fill with tears and he gently kissed her before he whispered, "This is only the beginning my love." He began slowly rocking his cock in and out of her, building her flames of need once again. Rita gasped and whimpered, "Oh God, More, so much more. Make me your slave."

Ron began to nibble down her neck and then nipples lighting more fires and making every part of her ache for his attention. After her aching nipples and needy clit combined to give her the next orgasm, he slid down her body until his lips began feasting on her clit. Climaxes and orgasms exploded through her body racking her with quivering spasms and rippling seizures. Never had she felt or even dreamed of something like this.

Even the orgasms before had not come close to these and her mind was lost in the fireworks behind her eyes. Once again, she came back to earth and Ron was hovering above her with his cock sliding slowly in a out of her. Her body and heart ached for more and she knew he was going to give her more. She gasped and whimpered, "Oh God what are you doing to me, whatever it is please never stop. Nothing in my life has ever felt like this and I never want you to stop."

As she begged him for more, he began thrusting his cock deep and hard inside her. Her voice was lost as screams of passion filled the air, until she lost her voice, and her screams were silent gasping gulps in between orgasms. Rita passed out and never felt the one thing she longed for and that was Ron pulsating his seed inside her.

Rita woke with the sun slowly beginning to light up the bedroom. Her body still tingled all over and there was a glorious ache in her body that she had never felt before. Her nipples were still engorged and throbbed beautifully, her pussy still pulsated with tingles and quivers, but it was her heart that felt the love and passion she had never known. She laid her head on his chest, which she renamed her pillow with a heartbeat and whimpered, "Where have you been all my life?"