Red White and Boobs (Rita Ora)

[Gianni Shamari]

The Fourth of July had arrived, and the heat of summer enveloped America. It was the perfect time to head to the Hamptons and revel in the joy of Independence Day. The atmosphere was ablaze with excitement, drawing the affluent crowd from New York City to this summer playground.

Within the East Hampton lounge, an exclusive rooftop party, a sanctuary of the elite, was in full swing. The mesmerizing sunset painted the sky in a breathtaking display of colors as guests, adorned in designer clothes and bikinis, mingled beneath its awe-inspiring canvas. The pulsating rhythm of rap music filled the air, blending with the joyous laughter and the sound of clinking glasses.

As the evening unfolded, there was a palpable anticipation, a sense that something extraordinary would happen. Then, like a lightning bolt, the enigmatic figure, “Nature Boy” Maré, made his grand entrance. Whispers of awe and admiration followed in his wake like a gentle breeze, electrifying the atmosphere and exuding an aura of royalty amongst the gathering.

Dressed in his resplendent red/white ‘King of NY’ rhinestones T-shirt and white pants, with the latest Nike Air Force 1 Low ‘Independence Day’ sneakers, Maré was a beacon of attention. The women gravitated toward him, drawn by his magnetic presence. The music throbbed, and as Maré danced, the room seemed to pulse with his movements, igniting a fervent energy that was palpable, infusing the party with a new level of excitement.

“Maré, you're the life of the party!” exclaimed a voice in admiration as he swayed to the rhythm.

“You know it,” Maré replied with a mischievous grin, his voice carrying over the beats of the music.

Sensing the charged atmosphere, the DJ skillfully mixed in 2Pac’s iconic tracks. In a bold move, Maré shed his shirt, and the music and the crowd responded in kind. The scene unfolded in a whirl of movement and laughter as the sultry summer night brimmed with an undeniable, vibrant celebration.

After sweating on the dance floor, Maré headed to the bar for a refreshing drink. As the ice-cold Jack & Coke flowed down his throat, he sensed a pair of eyes on him. Turning to his left, he was captivated by the sight of a vivacious woman in a stars and stripes bikini top, denim daisy dukes showcasing her long, sun-kissed legs, and stylish white and vivid-red Adidas sneakers. Her bright smile drew him in, leaving him momentarily speechless.

Their eyes met, and Maré couldn’t help but return her infectious smile. Just as he thought he couldn’t be more intrigued, she strolled over to him and said, “Hi, my name is Rita Ora.”

Rita Ora was a talented singer, songwriter, and actress known for her powerful voice, catchy tunes, and captivating stage presence. Her unique style and charisma gained recognition and admiration from fans and critics alike. Rita Ora’s vibrant and energetic performances have solidified her status as a prominent figure in the music industry, and her contributions to pop and R&B music have earned her a dedicated following worldwide.

“Maré,” Maré told her. “Nice to meet you.

“Nice name.” Rita continued. “You seemed to be the most popular guy here.”

“I’m the King of New York. My name gets around.” Maré beamed. “The love is real. I love it.”

Rita smiled. “I see that. You’re in a great mood.”

“Yes, I’m in a great mood. The weather is perfect for this Fourth of July. I love the music and scenery.” Maré looked down at her tits and continued. “It’s all about the red, white, and boobs.”

Rita chuckled. “Fresh. You like?”

“Yes,” Maré replied smoothly. “Can you blame me for looking? They’re nice!”

“Can I ask you something, King of New York?” Rita asked softly.

“Sure. Go ahead.”

“Can I have this dance with you?”

 Smiling, Mare responded, “Only if you let me kiss you and take you home tonight.”

Rita giggled. “All right.”

Maré gazed at her eyes, slowly leaned in, and locked lips with her for a minute. Then they proceeded to dance to the hottest hip-hop songs such as “Excited” by Lloyd, “Smile Bitch” by Lil Duval, and “Don’t Matter To Me” by Drake. The freak was on, and they had a great time bumping and grinding each other like they were trying to reach some sexual healing. The more they touched each other and flirted, the more arousal they became. The erotic looks in their eyes were like fire and desire. It was more potent than a simple sexual attraction and more intense than lust. Fabiana’s pussy needed his cock, and Maré knew it.

“Oh, my God, you are making me so fucking horny,” Rita confirmed. “I’m ready to leave and fuck. Let’s go.”

“Cool.” Maré agreed. “I hear your body’s calling for me.”

As the vibrant celebration continued, Maré and Rita were drawn to each other, their connection growing stronger with each passing moment. Soon, they decided to leave the party and seek a quieter space to continue their conversation without the blaring music and the crowd around them.

Making their way to the sleek Ferrari parked outside, the warm summer air caressed their skin as Rita’s “Girls” song blared from the car’s sound system. The bass thumped through the vehicle, pulsating with their racing hearts, creating an electrifying atmosphere. The engine roared to life, complementing the energetic buzz between them.

As the Ferrari glided through the winding roads leading to Maré’s East Hampton estate, the stars dotted the night sky, casting a dreamy glow over their surroundings. The intoxicating scent of the ocean lingered in the air, mingling with the earthy fragrance of the lush greenery that framed the road, creating a sensory symphony that added to the night’s enchantment.

Their laughter and lively conversation filled the car’s interior, punctuated by Rita’s rich tones as she shared stories from her remarkable journey in the music industry. Maré listened intently, occasionally interjecting with his anecdotes, his admiration for Rita evident in his unwavering gaze.

Arriving at the estate, the sleek Ferrari came to a smooth stop, and the warm glow of the outdoor lights welcomed them to their destination. Rita and Maré stepped out of the car, their excitement palpable as they went inside, still immersed in animated conversation and infectious laughter.

The East Hampton estate exuded an air of sophistication and refinement, its elegance enhanced by the tranquil sounds of the nearby ocean. The soft glow of warm lighting illuminated the pristine interior, casting a gentle, inviting aura.

“Thank you for sharing this incredible night with me, Maré,” Rita said, her eyes reflecting her genuine gratitude and excitement.

“The pleasure is all mine, Rita. I’ve enjoyed every moment,” Maré replied, his voice warming and sincere.

As they continued their journey inside, the promise of an unforgettable night lingered in the air, mingling with the rich fragrance of the estate and the electrifying energy that enveloped them. Maré and Rita were in the main bedroom behind locked doors. Tamia’s uptempo R&B song “Leave It Smokin’” played smoothly in the background as Rita took Maré’s cock in her mouth and performed fellatio on him. Maré was lost in ecstasy as he moaned while touching her breasts.

“I’m going to suck the soul out of your cock.” Rita slurped.

She wrapped her lips around Maré’s cock and stroked it with her tongue. Having his dick blown by her made Maré desire Rita more than ever. He put his hand on her head and began fucking her mouth. Maré’s scent drove Rita wild with lust as she became addicted to his cock. Rita worshipped his cock like a loyal slut, and her oral skills made Maré tremble. When Rita deepthroated Maré, she nearly drove him to ejaculate. He had to pull away from her slowly.

“Damn, that head is amazing.” Maré expressed. “The pleasure is incredible. You were about to make me cum. You like sucking my dick?”

“I love sucking your dick!” Rita exclaimed. “Your dick is so delicious. Blowing you turns me on so much that I think I could orgasm simply by sucking your cock.”

“Your dirty talk turns me on. You have me so fucking horny. I want you to ride me.”

Rita smiled and jumped in Maré’s arms. He fell backward to the bed, and Rita mounted Maré. Once she inserted his dick in her pussy, Rita began riding Maré like a Harley-Davidson. Rita bounced up and down to the rhythm of the R&B music in the background. The sight of her tits bouncing in his face caused Maré to lift his head and suck on her nipples. His sucking, biting, and tugging from one hard nipple to the other triggered the erotic sensations of orgasmic ecstasy that rippled through Rita’s sexy body. She played musical chairs with Maré’s dick as her erotic juice flowed smoothly down his cock. Rita painted Maré’s dick with her cream as she climaxed.

“Oh, God, I came so hard on your cock.” Rita sighed. “It feels so good.”

“Time to take this to the next level.” Maré winked.

Maré kissed her and laid Rita softly on her back in the middle of the bed, her legs in the air like a peace sign. He buried his face in her pussy, performing cunnilingus on Rita. Licking and sucking her pussy front to back, side to side. Then he penetrated her. Maré was balls deep, thrusting fast and hard into Fabiana’s pussy. She moaned out loud and lovingly.

“Yes, fuck me!” Fabiana screamed. “Fuck me hard!”

Rita pulled Maré deeper inside her. The bed was rocking and slamming against the wall from the power of Maré’s thrusts. Rita enjoyed every second of the pounding as she wanted the most brutal sex.

“Oh, your pussy is going to make me cum.” Maré moaned. “I need to cum deep inside you.”

“Cum in me.” Rita encouraged him.

Maré was desperate for the pleasure to release inside her. He couldn’t help but bang Rita harder, faster, and more profoundly. She arched her back and screamed his name. At that moment, Maré ejaculated deep inside Rita’s wet pussy. When he withdrew his dick from her cunt, cum oozed out and dripped down into her asshole.

“Damn, baby, you have some good pussy.” Maré murmured. “I had to give you a hot creampie.”

“It’s so warm.” Rita smiled. “We’re not done yet. I want you to fuck my ass.”

Rita stroked his dick to keep it hard. Then she got on all fours with her ass high in the air. Rita looked over her shoulder and flashed Maré a sultry smile. Smiling back, Maré approached her and gently inserted his cock in her butthole. Once he managed to put every inch in her, Maré began nailing her. The pain and pleasure drove Rita wild as she was plowed doggy style. Maré pulled her hair and spanked her ass. He rammed Rita as she threw her ass back as hard as she could without Maré’s cock slipping out her hole.

“That’s right, girl!” Maré shouted. “Back that ass up. Take this dick!”

“Fuck me good, King of New York.” Rita shrieked.

Maré rested his hands on her lower back and penetrated her hard with backshots that made his balls slap into her. He felt an intense orgasm building up inside him. Rita reached down to her pussy and rubbed her clit. That was it. Maré’s dick erupted magnificently as thick ropes of cum shot out and landed on Rita’s back. She climaxed and moaned with pleasure.

“Fuck.” They spoke in unison.

Maré took a moment to restore vitality, and Rita rolled on her back to compose herself as she was drenched in sweat. A combination of sexy and wild, Rita lay there naked and vulnerable. She reached down and rubbed her pussy as she smiled up at Maré.

“You made this Fourth of July epic, girl.” Maré felt.

“Thanks.” Rita giggled. “I haven’t been fucked like that before. It was epic!”

As the fireworks exploded in a shower of colorful sparks that painted the dark sky, Maré and Rita embraced with a French kiss, and marathon sex ensued the rest of the night.

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[Cadeauxxx]

Loved this! Rita Ora is hot, that line about sucking the soul out of his cock was really hot.

[John Connors]

Love it. You portrayed Rita perfectly.