Why Not Ron

Pansy woke up slowly. Ron had slid onto his back during the night. She grinned as memories of their first night in this house came back. Ron was all man, and he had shown her last night.



She looked over at him. Flat on his back, with the bed sheet at his waist, Ron slept with his chest exposed. She had seen that chest move and flex above her.



She leaned closer and inhaled. His chest was strong. While not overtly muscular, she saw the definition under his skin. She examined him closer. He had a scar along his ribcage on his right side. She never noticed it before, but then again, the times they had been together it had not been in broad daylight.



Growing suddenly brave, she reached for the sheet at his waist and slowly pulled it down to his thighs. He was hard already. His cock thick and resting against his lower stomach. He hadn’t let her touch him last night, wanting to please her completely.



This morning however, he was powerless. She pushed the sheet off her naked body and straddled his knees. Taking his cock, she slipped her mouth over him and slid up and down. She felt his knees shift under her but she held him still. She slid down as far as she could and began sucking gently.



“Oh Great Merlin…..” Ron groaned as he woke up. She smiled to herself, and slid off his cock, keeping him in hand.



“Good morning lover.” She said then slid back on his cock and sucked again, sliding up and down. His groans were filling her ears. She had never been more turned on, and it was his reaction that was doing it.



She released his cock and crawled up, straddling his cock. She was filled with a drive she never felt before. For some reason, the urge to shag was filling every instinct. She looked down at Ron, panting beneath her, waiting to see what she would do.



“Did you like that Ron? Being woken up with my lips?” She had no idea what possessed her to talk to way she did.



“Yes.” His voice was husky as he answered her. But he answered her. He would respond to her in every way. Her pussy juiced up even more.



“I want to ride you now Ron. Will you let me?” She asked, sliding her pussy up and down along his shaft as she talked.



“Oh yes.” His hips arched slightly as he spoke. Seeing his body wanting hers brought a flash of heat through her system. She leaned down and brushed her nipples against his chest, whispering in his ear.



“I’m going to take you inside me, and shag you until I’m satisfied and cum all over you.” His loud groan filled her ears. She hadn’t been able to say it to his face, she was blushing to hard and would have failed in the middle of it. “Will you let me?”



“Yes.” His breathing was hard and labored. She felt her power level rise.



“Will you let me use your body to please mine?” She wondered if she had phrased that right. She hadn’t felt used with Ron last night.



“Yes. I’m yours in any way you want me.” Her heart almost burst. She reached down and grabbed his cock, aiming him up at her cunt. Rising up on her arms, she looked down at him. His eyes were heavy, his lips parted and panting. She did this to him. She made him lose control.



Keeping her eyes on his face, she slowly sank down on him until he was immersed inside her completely. Pansy had never seen a hotter sight then Ron closing his eyes, and straining his neck at the pleasure he felt. She smiled as she rose and fell again, making him moan.



She began rocking quicker, looking down at the glorious sight of Ron beneath her giving in to the feelings she was bringing out. His head began rocking back and forth, he arched his hips up to meet hers.



“There is no one to hear you but me,” she said, as he had told her the night before, “you can give in to everything.” She began rolling her hips in large circles. He groaned loudly along with her. She sat straight up, keeping her hips moving as she threw her head back. The way she moved hit her in a new spot. She felt her orgasm building and she rode Ron toward it.



Ron felt a hot splash as she came hard, thrusting against him, and letting out a mild scream low in her throat. It took her only a moment to open her eyes. Ron was watching her, still panting. He was close.



She started riding him again; overdosing on the power she had over his body. He reached for her hips, but lightning quick, she grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head. She knew he could easily overpower her but she also knew he wouldn’t. Instead he let out a groan as she ‘restrained’ him.



“You have to tell me how to move Ron, “ she said to him, “this morning is about you.” The power display from the night before had been reversed. Now Ron knew what ecstasy he had brought her to.



“Faster.” He managed to get out. She complied, watching his fists clench above his head, listening to his noises, and feeling his hips raise up as she rode him.



“Ah……ah…..ah..Pansy……I……” He was grunting every time, she moved.



“Tell me Ron….tell me what you need.” She said as kept moving on top of him.



“Harder.” His noises grew louder. Pansy kept her movements but began raising about an inch higher, then slammed down on him. To Ron, it was perfect. He let out a shout every time she came down on him. She felt his body stiffen.



“Let…me..go…” He grunted out. She released his hands, keeping hers beside his head. He locked his arms around her waist, buried his face in her breasts, and thrust up hard, several times. Pansy would have flown into the headboard if Ron hadn’t been holding her.



She felt him deflate inside her followed by the seeping of fluid as it flowed out of her but she didn’t move. She merely watched Ron come back to reality.



He gave her a brilliant smile that she returned. “Love,” he said, “It’s shaping up to be quite a good day indeed.”