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It's been a week since my high school reunion; taking that big stroll down memory lane, falling for one of my old classmates. Rhonda James; an African American goddess who was once a volleyball playing tomboy. That night was magical and since our encounter at my place we stayed in touch and spent plenty of time together. One day we even visited her mother; the one responsible for Rhonda's transformation. Mrs. James was in her mid forties and was a total knockout herself. Seeing them together you wouldn't think they were mother and daughter. Once the evening came the two of us spent the whole weekend at my place. I was watching the latest game on television with Rhonda's pretty little head on my lap, munching on a bag of chips, and wearing one of my blue denim shirts.
"Hang on to the ball!", I yelled at the quarterback on screen. "Fucking bum. My grandmother can throw better passes."
"You should give her a call", said Rhonda.
"If she were young and strong I would."
"This is boring anyway. Put something else on."
"I thought you were watching the game."
"You're watching the game. Show me one volleyball game and you got my attention. "
Rhonda got my attention with one last chip sticking out of her mouth. I bent over taking a bite and kissing her lips, still with the taste of salt and grease.
"Better yet", she said, raising her head and sitting up on her knees, "why don't we go see one? It'll be just like high school."
"There aren't too many volleyball games in person. You could wait for the Olympics."
"I hate waiting for the Olympics."
"Can't help you there."
"Give me the remote. I'll find something."
"No way. The only one who handles the remote is me."
"Fuck that. Give me the damn thing."
"I will not."
"The hell you won't."
"The hell I will."
Next thing you know the two of us wrestled over it like a couple of k**s. Rhonda even bit my finger to try forcing me to let go of it but to no avail. Then a knock on the door diverted my attention giving Rhonda the opportunity to snatch the remote from my grasp. I allowed her to play with it while I got up to answer the door.
"Good evening, Robert," said my landlady, Mrs. Tate.
"Mrs. Tate. I didn't expect you to drop by at this hour."
"I hope I didn't come at a bad time."
Mrs. Tate was referring to my appearance by the door; standing there shirtless and wearing my boxer shorts. At least I wasn't completely naked.
"Hi, Sandy", said Rhonda.
"Hello, dear. Sorry I disturbed you two."
"Don't worry, Sandy. I forgive you."
"Charming, isn't she?", I asked Mrs. Tate. "You were saying?"
"Oh, yes. You promised me the rent by the end of the week. So I figured why don't I come by and collect. You do have it?"
"Yeah, no problem. Give me a minute."
I was a little late for the rent but she gave me break, giving me a little time to collect and save by the end of the week. Many others have come up with the rent late but Mrs. Tate was always patient and understanding. They were some of the reasons why she was liked and well respected. Though there have been rumors about her making special arrangements with one of the tenants, a younger guy I think. The envelope full of cash was kept hidden behind my flat screen. As I picked it up Rhonda snatched it from my hand, continuing her silly little game with me.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Come get it."
"Not now."
"Come and get it, Aggie."
I tried grabbing the envelope but she quickly hid it behind her back. Then she went so far by tucking it in her pink undies, teasing me even further.
"Come on, Aggie", she said. "You're really starting to bore me."
"You believe this?" I said, looking at Mrs. Tate.
"You k**s today," she said. "If you like I'll come back later."
"No", I said. "We end this now."
"Well, come on", said Rhonda, "show me what you got big boy."
"Is that your old coach?"
"Where?"
Rhonda looking at the screen gave me the chance to spin her around and take the envelope out of her undies. She was not happy over the trick I pulled on her.
"You bastard", she said.
"Yeah, yeah", I said, giving her a pat on the ass for her troubles. "Here you go, Mrs. Tate. I apologize for her actions, but I promise I'll have her spayed."
"Thank you, Robert. Goodnight you two."
After locking my door, Rhonda continued with her silly games. This time she was hiding the remote behind her back. She got so annoying that I was thinking of giving her a good spanking, but then again she might even enjoy it.
"All right", I said, "hand it over."
"Hand over what?"
"You're being a pain in the ass tonight. What happened, you couldn't find any volleyball games on TV?"
"I wish. Come on, Aggie, let's continue what we started."
"Is that your team mate?"
Rhonda didn't fall for the same trick twice.
"Really, Aggie? You think I'm going to fall for that again?"
"That was the idea. Now give me my remote."
Rhonda quickly backed away and hopped onto the couch, still hiding the remote behind her back instead of tucking it in her undies.
"Get down from there", I said.
"Make me", said Rhonda, showing off those pearly whites of hers.
"You're really asking for it."
"What are you going to do about it? You want to punish me, Aggie? I've been very naughty."
"Oh, you have no idea."
"Let me make this easy."
Rhonda made it easy stepping down from the couch and tucking the remote in the front of her pink undies. Seeing the remote sticking out made it look like Rhonda was having one big hard on. All I could do was stand there and smile, but I also had other things in mind on what I wanted to do to her.
"See something you like?" Rhonda asked.
"Come a little closer so we can talk", I said, taking slow steps toward her.
"No, I don't want to."
"I got plans for you."
"Is that right?"
"Yeah, that's right."
"What to tie me up?"
"If I had rope."
"Cuff me?"
"Don't have that either."
"You could use your belt."
"No way. That was a gift from my mother."
"Shoe laces?"
"No, I'm not going to use my shoe laces."
I grabbed her by the shirt, looking straight at her eye-to-eye and planting one big kiss on her lips, leaving her weak in the knees. I slipped my hand down her undies and took the remote out before she had a chance to get away.
"You cheated again, you fuck", she said.
"Yeah, I'm still the champ."
I tossed the remote aside and shoved her down on the couch. With a surprise look on her face, Rhonda laughed herself silly after hitting the cushions. I just stood there admiring her beauty. A goddess with dark curly locks, chocolate brown skin, and one killer body. She was exquisite, sensual, and amazing. Who would have thought a guy like me would fall for a tomboy.
"Hey", she said, "I'm suppose to be the tough one in this relationship."
"Not tonight you're not."
I laid on top, kissing those juicy lips and soft neck. Slowly, I unbuttoned the shirt, giving me room to plant wet kisses on her shoulder. Right in my ears I listened to the familiar sounds of moaning and giggling.
"Hmmm", she said. "Make love to me, you sexy b**st."
Rhonda's manicured nails slipped down into my boxers, caressing my buttocks. I was all set to remove them and get into action when we were interrupted by the ringing tone of my cell phone.
"Ah, shit", I said.
"Fuck the fucking phone and fuck me", said Rhonda.
"This is not happening. This is not fucking happening. Give me a minute."
"Are you fucking k**ding me?"
"It might be important."
"More important than this?"
"We got all night."
Rhonda took her time before finally letting me go to answer the phone. I should have taken her advice and ignore the phone; it turns out the phone call wasn't so important. On the other line was my cousin Ray, the one relative I have trouble getting along with, due to his constant alcoholism and poor choice in women. Right now he was telling me that his lady got caught cheating and is planning on leaving him.
"You called me for that?" I asked. "She's leaving you? I'm surprised she didn't do it sooner."
"You have to talk to her", said Ray.
"Talk to who?"
"To Kate."
"No, I'm not. That's your problem. You deal with it."
"Come on, man. You owe me."
"I don't owe you shit. I told you from the very beginning she was nothing but trouble, and still you wouldn't listen."
"Don't be like that."
"Don't be like what?"
Rhonda grew frustrated and tired of waiting on me. She climbed on my lap, covering my face with her chest. I was now unable to continue the conversation, but deep inside she was doing me a favor. I couldn't stand my cousin nor the sound of his voice. Rhonda gave me some breathing room to finally end this call.
"I got to go", I said. "You want my advice.? Dump the bitch and have a good life. Good night."
Once that ended, I ripped the shirt open, letting all the buttons fly in every direction. I had a clear view of those luscious titties of hers and rock hard nipples ripe that were good enough to eat. Rhonda allowed the rest of the shirt to slide off her arms while I started sucking each of her chocolate brown titties. Her nipples felt good in my mouth I wanted to bite into each of them. They were so sweet and perfect to the touch.
"You like my titties?" Rhonda said.
"Love your titties", I said.
"Is this better than answering your phone?"
"Much better."
We both laughed at that.
"Are you still mad at me?" I asked.
"Damn straight I am. You got some fucking nerve to answer the phone while we're fucking."
"Technically, we weren't fucking yet."
"I don't give a shit. You don't do that."
"Okay, okay. How can I make it up to you? You want me to ride your ass for awhile?"
Rhonda took her time before finally deciding on my offer. "Uh, all right. You better make it good."
Gently, she climbed off my lap and quickly getting into position. I slipped off her pink undies down her smooth silken legs, tossing them aside. I dropped my boxers and my hard cock deep inside her ass, giving her one hell of a ride.
"Oh, shit", she said. "Ah, yes. Yes. Shove that hard cock in me. Shove it nice and deep. That's it. Harder. Harder! Yes! Fuck! Deeper! Deeper! That's it! Make it last and make it good. Come one. Ooooooh! Yes! Tear that fucking shit up! Fuck! Fuck!"
Once again the phone rang and all hell broke loose.
"No!" Rhonda yelled. "Don't do it. Don't fucking it do it!"
"It could be important", I said, hopefully I was wrong again.
"Is every call going to be important?"
"No. Still, I better answer it. Move over."
"Move over?"
"Yeah, you and me move over to the phone at the same time."
"Are you fucking k**ding me? Move over with your dick still in my ass?"
"Do you want me to take it out?"
"Don't you fucking dare."
"Good, then it's decided. On three."
"I'm going to kill you. Before the night is over, I'm going to fucking kill you."
"Whatever you say."
Step by step we slowly approached the phone laying near the lamp. From the position we were in it looked like we were playing leap frog. After reaching the phone and answering it I continued on fucking Rhonda in the ass no matter what.
"Hello, Roberto", said my mom of all people.
"Mom? Why you calling me at this hour?"
"Did I wake you?"
"No, not at all. Is everything all right?"
"Did you hear about Ray?"
"He called me a little while ago. He was expecting me to help him out and I told him forget it. He needs to grow up is what he needs to do."
"Are you all right?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Why you ask?"
"You're breathing a lot."
I nearly forgot I was still fucking Rhonda in the ass. Doing her while talking to my mom on the phone was wrong on so many levels. It felt like I was fucking Rhonda in front of my mom.
"You have asthma?" Mom asked.
"No, I'm only working out."
"Are you sure? I could come over and-"
"No, no, I'm fine really. Don't worry about me."
"Hang the fuck up!" Rhonda shouted at the top of her lungs.
Suddenly it got quiet after that outburst. I already knew my mom heard that and probably the entire neighborhood.
"What was that?" Mom asked.
"That was the TV", I said. "Listen, mom, I really have to go. I'll talk to you soon and tell everyone I love them."
"As long as you're all right."
"I'm fine. Goodnight, mom."
"Good night, Roberto. I love you."
"I love you, too."
This time I turned off my phone so there wouldn't be anymore interruptions. The ass fucking was all but over and I was feel Rhonda's wrath. She had that look in her eye like she was ready to bite my head off.
"No more interruptions," I assured her. "I promise."
"Not good enough," she said.
Without warning she grabbed a handful of my dick and balls, dragging me into my bedroom and far enough away from my phone. She then shoved me down on the bed and landed on top of me, still with my dick and balls in her hand. Now it was her turn to ride me like a bull.
"I can tell you're still mad," I said.
"Shut up," she said. "You're staying put. I don't give a shit if the door knocks or if my own phone rings."
"You're the boss."
"Fucking A I am."
Rhonda slid my hard dick in her and began fucking my brains out. One thing about her she knew how to pleasure me in her own way, whether it was painful or not. Once in the bedroom we knew what to do with each other's bodies.
"You like that?" Rhonda asked, digging her nails into my chest.
"Fucking love it. Give it to me."
"I'll fucking give it to you, motherfucker."
Back and forth, faster and faster, and deeper and deeper Rhonda gave it all she got, and doing so with a vengeance. I was nearly out of breath and my heart rate grew rapidly, beating hard in my ears.
"Had enough?" Rhonda asked. "I'm not done with you yet. I'm gonna suck that cock dry."
Rhonda was doing me in a whole different level. She sucked that cock like a pro, and she meant business when it came to her technique. My heart continued beating and I was feeling breathless every single minute. Her sucking sounds grew louder and more intense than ever before.
"Oh, shit", I moaned. ""You're getting better at this. You suck that cock good. Oh, yeah."
Once she was done, she wiped off her lips and started licking my neck and chest, leaving a little trail of saliva on each. Soon it was my turn to give her oral pleasure and Rhonda immediately got into position, opening up those legs and showing me that beautiful pink piece of flesh. My tongue licked every tasty morsel it could find. I went deeper and deeper still until I reached her G-spot, leaving her screaming and begging for more. Rhonda had handfuls of my hair, keeping my face right in front of her pussy as I kept on tasting every bit of her.
"Fuck", she moaned. "Oh, shit. You suck good pussy. Oh, shit. Don't fucking stop. Don't you fucking stop. Suck that shit up. Suck it nice and hard. Fuck! Oh, shit! Oh, that's so good. So fucking good! Fuck! Shit! Don't stop! Don't stop! Shiiiiiit! Love that fucking tongue in my pussy. Fuuuuuck! Oooooo! Aaaaaah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Oh, that's so good. Fucking good. Fuck!"
I could have gone on all night if I wanted to, but I was ready to give her what she desired most. The look in her eyes pretty much told me she was ready for what's coming next.
"You're ready?" I asked.
"Yeah, I'm ready. I want that hard lock inside me, lover boy. Put that shit in."
Slowly and gently I put it in. Rhonda laid there smiling at me and letting out soft moans of pleasure. I started slowly, letting her feel the hardness of my cock inside her.
"Ah!" Rhonda shouted, feeling the hardness going deeper and deeper until I hit that G-spot. "Ooooh! That's good. Ah! Hmmmm!"
Back and forth I went until finally I went faster and faster, and Rhonda's screaming grew louder by every passing moment. We were both breathing heavily and getting sweaty by the minute. Our eyes were closed tight and our mouths were wide open, letting off deep breaths of warm air.
"Fuck!" Rhonda shouted. "Oh, shit! Love that hard dick inside me. Fuck that shit up. Fuck! Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Fuck me harder! That's it. Harder! Harder! Deeper! Deeper! Fuck! Don't stop now! Don't you fucking stop! Shit! Shit! Love that hard cock. Oh, yes. Fuck that shit up. That's right. That's what I'm talking about. Fuck it! Fuck me good. Fuck me hard! Right there! Right there! Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuuuuck!"
I took my cock out and sprayed all over her chest. I let out one big sigh of relief and collapsed on the bed, letting all the sweat soak up my sheets. Rhonda just laid there giggling and smiling, leaving her in complete exhaustion. I needed some time to catch my breath but it took plenty for Rhonda to return to Earth after this little trip.
"That was better than the last time", she said. "That was the shit."
"Yeah, sex interruption is the best."
Rhonda continued with her giggling and a smile that could brighten any room.
"Hang on to the ball!", I yelled at the quarterback on screen. "Fucking bum. My grandmother can throw better passes."
"You should give her a call", said Rhonda.
"If she were young and strong I would."
"This is boring anyway. Put something else on."
"I thought you were watching the game."
"You're watching the game. Show me one volleyball game and you got my attention. "
Rhonda got my attention with one last chip sticking out of her mouth. I bent over taking a bite and kissing her lips, still with the taste of salt and grease.
"Better yet", she said, raising her head and sitting up on her knees, "why don't we go see one? It'll be just like high school."
"There aren't too many volleyball games in person. You could wait for the Olympics."
"I hate waiting for the Olympics."
"Can't help you there."
"Give me the remote. I'll find something."
"No way. The only one who handles the remote is me."
"Fuck that. Give me the damn thing."
"I will not."
"The hell you won't."
"The hell I will."
Next thing you know the two of us wrestled over it like a couple of k**s. Rhonda even bit my finger to try forcing me to let go of it but to no avail. Then a knock on the door diverted my attention giving Rhonda the opportunity to snatch the remote from my grasp. I allowed her to play with it while I got up to answer the door.
"Good evening, Robert," said my landlady, Mrs. Tate.
"Mrs. Tate. I didn't expect you to drop by at this hour."
"I hope I didn't come at a bad time."
Mrs. Tate was referring to my appearance by the door; standing there shirtless and wearing my boxer shorts. At least I wasn't completely naked.
"Hi, Sandy", said Rhonda.
"Hello, dear. Sorry I disturbed you two."
"Don't worry, Sandy. I forgive you."
"Charming, isn't she?", I asked Mrs. Tate. "You were saying?"
"Oh, yes. You promised me the rent by the end of the week. So I figured why don't I come by and collect. You do have it?"
"Yeah, no problem. Give me a minute."
I was a little late for the rent but she gave me break, giving me a little time to collect and save by the end of the week. Many others have come up with the rent late but Mrs. Tate was always patient and understanding. They were some of the reasons why she was liked and well respected. Though there have been rumors about her making special arrangements with one of the tenants, a younger guy I think. The envelope full of cash was kept hidden behind my flat screen. As I picked it up Rhonda snatched it from my hand, continuing her silly little game with me.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Come get it."
"Not now."
"Come and get it, Aggie."
I tried grabbing the envelope but she quickly hid it behind her back. Then she went so far by tucking it in her pink undies, teasing me even further.
"Come on, Aggie", she said. "You're really starting to bore me."
"You believe this?" I said, looking at Mrs. Tate.
"You k**s today," she said. "If you like I'll come back later."
"No", I said. "We end this now."
"Well, come on", said Rhonda, "show me what you got big boy."
"Is that your old coach?"
"Where?"
Rhonda looking at the screen gave me the chance to spin her around and take the envelope out of her undies. She was not happy over the trick I pulled on her.
"You bastard", she said.
"Yeah, yeah", I said, giving her a pat on the ass for her troubles. "Here you go, Mrs. Tate. I apologize for her actions, but I promise I'll have her spayed."
"Thank you, Robert. Goodnight you two."
After locking my door, Rhonda continued with her silly games. This time she was hiding the remote behind her back. She got so annoying that I was thinking of giving her a good spanking, but then again she might even enjoy it.
"All right", I said, "hand it over."
"Hand over what?"
"You're being a pain in the ass tonight. What happened, you couldn't find any volleyball games on TV?"
"I wish. Come on, Aggie, let's continue what we started."
"Is that your team mate?"
Rhonda didn't fall for the same trick twice.
"Really, Aggie? You think I'm going to fall for that again?"
"That was the idea. Now give me my remote."
Rhonda quickly backed away and hopped onto the couch, still hiding the remote behind her back instead of tucking it in her undies.
"Get down from there", I said.
"Make me", said Rhonda, showing off those pearly whites of hers.
"You're really asking for it."
"What are you going to do about it? You want to punish me, Aggie? I've been very naughty."
"Oh, you have no idea."
"Let me make this easy."
Rhonda made it easy stepping down from the couch and tucking the remote in the front of her pink undies. Seeing the remote sticking out made it look like Rhonda was having one big hard on. All I could do was stand there and smile, but I also had other things in mind on what I wanted to do to her.
"See something you like?" Rhonda asked.
"Come a little closer so we can talk", I said, taking slow steps toward her.
"No, I don't want to."
"I got plans for you."
"Is that right?"
"Yeah, that's right."
"What to tie me up?"
"If I had rope."
"Cuff me?"
"Don't have that either."
"You could use your belt."
"No way. That was a gift from my mother."
"Shoe laces?"
"No, I'm not going to use my shoe laces."
I grabbed her by the shirt, looking straight at her eye-to-eye and planting one big kiss on her lips, leaving her weak in the knees. I slipped my hand down her undies and took the remote out before she had a chance to get away.
"You cheated again, you fuck", she said.
"Yeah, I'm still the champ."
I tossed the remote aside and shoved her down on the couch. With a surprise look on her face, Rhonda laughed herself silly after hitting the cushions. I just stood there admiring her beauty. A goddess with dark curly locks, chocolate brown skin, and one killer body. She was exquisite, sensual, and amazing. Who would have thought a guy like me would fall for a tomboy.
"Hey", she said, "I'm suppose to be the tough one in this relationship."
"Not tonight you're not."
I laid on top, kissing those juicy lips and soft neck. Slowly, I unbuttoned the shirt, giving me room to plant wet kisses on her shoulder. Right in my ears I listened to the familiar sounds of moaning and giggling.
"Hmmm", she said. "Make love to me, you sexy b**st."
Rhonda's manicured nails slipped down into my boxers, caressing my buttocks. I was all set to remove them and get into action when we were interrupted by the ringing tone of my cell phone.
"Ah, shit", I said.
"Fuck the fucking phone and fuck me", said Rhonda.
"This is not happening. This is not fucking happening. Give me a minute."
"Are you fucking k**ding me?"
"It might be important."
"More important than this?"
"We got all night."
Rhonda took her time before finally letting me go to answer the phone. I should have taken her advice and ignore the phone; it turns out the phone call wasn't so important. On the other line was my cousin Ray, the one relative I have trouble getting along with, due to his constant alcoholism and poor choice in women. Right now he was telling me that his lady got caught cheating and is planning on leaving him.
"You called me for that?" I asked. "She's leaving you? I'm surprised she didn't do it sooner."
"You have to talk to her", said Ray.
"Talk to who?"
"To Kate."
"No, I'm not. That's your problem. You deal with it."
"Come on, man. You owe me."
"I don't owe you shit. I told you from the very beginning she was nothing but trouble, and still you wouldn't listen."
"Don't be like that."
"Don't be like what?"
Rhonda grew frustrated and tired of waiting on me. She climbed on my lap, covering my face with her chest. I was now unable to continue the conversation, but deep inside she was doing me a favor. I couldn't stand my cousin nor the sound of his voice. Rhonda gave me some breathing room to finally end this call.
"I got to go", I said. "You want my advice.? Dump the bitch and have a good life. Good night."
Once that ended, I ripped the shirt open, letting all the buttons fly in every direction. I had a clear view of those luscious titties of hers and rock hard nipples ripe that were good enough to eat. Rhonda allowed the rest of the shirt to slide off her arms while I started sucking each of her chocolate brown titties. Her nipples felt good in my mouth I wanted to bite into each of them. They were so sweet and perfect to the touch.
"You like my titties?" Rhonda said.
"Love your titties", I said.
"Is this better than answering your phone?"
"Much better."
We both laughed at that.
"Are you still mad at me?" I asked.
"Damn straight I am. You got some fucking nerve to answer the phone while we're fucking."
"Technically, we weren't fucking yet."
"I don't give a shit. You don't do that."
"Okay, okay. How can I make it up to you? You want me to ride your ass for awhile?"
Rhonda took her time before finally deciding on my offer. "Uh, all right. You better make it good."
Gently, she climbed off my lap and quickly getting into position. I slipped off her pink undies down her smooth silken legs, tossing them aside. I dropped my boxers and my hard cock deep inside her ass, giving her one hell of a ride.
"Oh, shit", she said. "Ah, yes. Yes. Shove that hard cock in me. Shove it nice and deep. That's it. Harder. Harder! Yes! Fuck! Deeper! Deeper! That's it! Make it last and make it good. Come one. Ooooooh! Yes! Tear that fucking shit up! Fuck! Fuck!"
Once again the phone rang and all hell broke loose.
"No!" Rhonda yelled. "Don't do it. Don't fucking it do it!"
"It could be important", I said, hopefully I was wrong again.
"Is every call going to be important?"
"No. Still, I better answer it. Move over."
"Move over?"
"Yeah, you and me move over to the phone at the same time."
"Are you fucking k**ding me? Move over with your dick still in my ass?"
"Do you want me to take it out?"
"Don't you fucking dare."
"Good, then it's decided. On three."
"I'm going to kill you. Before the night is over, I'm going to fucking kill you."
"Whatever you say."
Step by step we slowly approached the phone laying near the lamp. From the position we were in it looked like we were playing leap frog. After reaching the phone and answering it I continued on fucking Rhonda in the ass no matter what.
"Hello, Roberto", said my mom of all people.
"Mom? Why you calling me at this hour?"
"Did I wake you?"
"No, not at all. Is everything all right?"
"Did you hear about Ray?"
"He called me a little while ago. He was expecting me to help him out and I told him forget it. He needs to grow up is what he needs to do."
"Are you all right?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Why you ask?"
"You're breathing a lot."
I nearly forgot I was still fucking Rhonda in the ass. Doing her while talking to my mom on the phone was wrong on so many levels. It felt like I was fucking Rhonda in front of my mom.
"You have asthma?" Mom asked.
"No, I'm only working out."
"Are you sure? I could come over and-"
"No, no, I'm fine really. Don't worry about me."
"Hang the fuck up!" Rhonda shouted at the top of her lungs.
Suddenly it got quiet after that outburst. I already knew my mom heard that and probably the entire neighborhood.
"What was that?" Mom asked.
"That was the TV", I said. "Listen, mom, I really have to go. I'll talk to you soon and tell everyone I love them."
"As long as you're all right."
"I'm fine. Goodnight, mom."
"Good night, Roberto. I love you."
"I love you, too."
This time I turned off my phone so there wouldn't be anymore interruptions. The ass fucking was all but over and I was feel Rhonda's wrath. She had that look in her eye like she was ready to bite my head off.
"No more interruptions," I assured her. "I promise."
"Not good enough," she said.
Without warning she grabbed a handful of my dick and balls, dragging me into my bedroom and far enough away from my phone. She then shoved me down on the bed and landed on top of me, still with my dick and balls in her hand. Now it was her turn to ride me like a bull.
"I can tell you're still mad," I said.
"Shut up," she said. "You're staying put. I don't give a shit if the door knocks or if my own phone rings."
"You're the boss."
"Fucking A I am."
Rhonda slid my hard dick in her and began fucking my brains out. One thing about her she knew how to pleasure me in her own way, whether it was painful or not. Once in the bedroom we knew what to do with each other's bodies.
"You like that?" Rhonda asked, digging her nails into my chest.
"Fucking love it. Give it to me."
"I'll fucking give it to you, motherfucker."
Back and forth, faster and faster, and deeper and deeper Rhonda gave it all she got, and doing so with a vengeance. I was nearly out of breath and my heart rate grew rapidly, beating hard in my ears.
"Had enough?" Rhonda asked. "I'm not done with you yet. I'm gonna suck that cock dry."
Rhonda was doing me in a whole different level. She sucked that cock like a pro, and she meant business when it came to her technique. My heart continued beating and I was feeling breathless every single minute. Her sucking sounds grew louder and more intense than ever before.
"Oh, shit", I moaned. ""You're getting better at this. You suck that cock good. Oh, yeah."
Once she was done, she wiped off her lips and started licking my neck and chest, leaving a little trail of saliva on each. Soon it was my turn to give her oral pleasure and Rhonda immediately got into position, opening up those legs and showing me that beautiful pink piece of flesh. My tongue licked every tasty morsel it could find. I went deeper and deeper still until I reached her G-spot, leaving her screaming and begging for more. Rhonda had handfuls of my hair, keeping my face right in front of her pussy as I kept on tasting every bit of her.
"Fuck", she moaned. "Oh, shit. You suck good pussy. Oh, shit. Don't fucking stop. Don't you fucking stop. Suck that shit up. Suck it nice and hard. Fuck! Oh, shit! Oh, that's so good. So fucking good! Fuck! Shit! Don't stop! Don't stop! Shiiiiiit! Love that fucking tongue in my pussy. Fuuuuuck! Oooooo! Aaaaaah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Oh, that's so good. Fucking good. Fuck!"
I could have gone on all night if I wanted to, but I was ready to give her what she desired most. The look in her eyes pretty much told me she was ready for what's coming next.
"You're ready?" I asked.
"Yeah, I'm ready. I want that hard lock inside me, lover boy. Put that shit in."
Slowly and gently I put it in. Rhonda laid there smiling at me and letting out soft moans of pleasure. I started slowly, letting her feel the hardness of my cock inside her.
"Ah!" Rhonda shouted, feeling the hardness going deeper and deeper until I hit that G-spot. "Ooooh! That's good. Ah! Hmmmm!"
Back and forth I went until finally I went faster and faster, and Rhonda's screaming grew louder by every passing moment. We were both breathing heavily and getting sweaty by the minute. Our eyes were closed tight and our mouths were wide open, letting off deep breaths of warm air.
"Fuck!" Rhonda shouted. "Oh, shit! Love that hard dick inside me. Fuck that shit up. Fuck! Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Fuck me harder! That's it. Harder! Harder! Deeper! Deeper! Fuck! Don't stop now! Don't you fucking stop! Shit! Shit! Love that hard cock. Oh, yes. Fuck that shit up. That's right. That's what I'm talking about. Fuck it! Fuck me good. Fuck me hard! Right there! Right there! Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuuuuck!"
I took my cock out and sprayed all over her chest. I let out one big sigh of relief and collapsed on the bed, letting all the sweat soak up my sheets. Rhonda just laid there giggling and smiling, leaving her in complete exhaustion. I needed some time to catch my breath but it took plenty for Rhonda to return to Earth after this little trip.
"That was better than the last time", she said. "That was the shit."
"Yeah, sex interruption is the best."
Rhonda continued with her giggling and a smile that could brighten any room.
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