Rhonda...

It all started around the seventh month after my girlfriend and I began dating. We had one monstrous weekend of Sex, where my lady and I had done it twelve times in three days. Now I know what you're thinking. You're saying to yourself, "It's impossible for a man to have sex twelve times in one weekend. That's impossible!" But the fact is it happened. Now I'll tell you how it happened. Condoms. I have always hated using them and the reason is that they take almost all the sensation out of my penis. So by using them, I got hard and then screwed for about twenty to thirty minutes, and still could not achieve an orgasm. So I had sex with my lady twelve times in one weekend as earlier mentioned, but out of those twelve times I only came about four or five times. Needless to say my lady had a little more than five orgasms that weekend. She said she had never experienced a "multiple orgasm" until she had met me, and while there was a chance she was lying to make me feel macho I preferred to trust what she was saying. So if the weekend was counted by how many times I orgasmed, then we only did it five times. Yet if you were counting by her amount of orgasms, we did it twelve times in one weekend. While it was the best weekend of my life, it was a moment that would be my infamous downfall...

One weekend, my lady went home to visit her friends and family for the mid-term break. Since my home was out of the province and too expensive to travel, I had decided to stay behind and catch up on some studies. I was alone in my apartment that weekend cause my roommate had also gone home for the break, so I was well on my way to finally getting caught up with my studies when there was
a knock at my door. I paused for a moment and thought to myself, "Who the hell could that be?" Huffing myself away from my studies, I placed by glasses down and walked over to the door of my basement apartment to see who was disrupting my studies. When I opened the door, there was a slender and very attractive looking woman, with long red hair and fantastic blue eyes. Her name was Rhonda and she was one of my girlfriend's buddies that she liked to hang around with
at the bars and on Campus. While comparing her with my lady would be like comparing oranges with apples, Rhonda was a fantastic woman all on her own. She was wearing a tight pair of black jeans and a coat since it was very cold outside. Without staring at her too much, I stepped aside and let her come in. She walked by and then took of her coat before tossing it on the couch. Underneath that coat she was wearing a black tank top that clung to her body like it was two sizes too small. Her breasts were magnificent and I could clearly see her nipples poke out and demand to be noticed. I couldn't help but wonder what she was doing here especially in the selected attire.

"I don't mean to be Rude, but what brings you by here?" I quietly said as she was looked back at me. Needless to say my attire wasn't as hot as what she had on. I was dressed in a loose white t-shirt and a loose pair of pajama pants.

"Well Peter," she said while checking out what I was wearing, "I just came back from hanging out with a few of the girls downtown and I thought I would stop by since I was in the neighborhood. You don't mind do you?"

"Of course not." I replied, not trying to look shocked. I knew that there was a chance that she was just returning from drinking downtown with the girls. There was a good chance that she was a little horny and looking for a piece of action. But she seemed to look quite sober, and since it was only eleven at night one shouldn't just to conclusions, "Nice outfit." I said to her trying to make conversation.

"Does it turn you on Peter?" She suddenly asked giving me a decent glare.

It was a question that I wasn't expecting so soon. I paused for a moment, and then finally replied, "It sure does. Who wouldn't be turned on by that?" I said trying to be a nice guy. The comment had made her blush and she stepped closer to me. I could see a little bit of cleavage as she walked closer, but never looked down that long as I didn't want to seem rude.

"What would you say if I wanted to get a piece of action, from the man who can do it twelve times in one weekend?" Rhonda asked as she slowly licked her lips.

Now I knew what was going on. My girlfriend had gone back to the group and told her friends every little juicy detail. While I wasn't really in the mood to get into too many of the details about that weekend, it was clear that she was impressed and wanted a piece of what I had to offer. She walked closer to the point where her breasts were started to brush up against my chest. I paused for a moment and enjoyed the sensation and then said, "Are you sure you want to
be doing this?"

"Oh I am very sure." Rhonda said as she cracked a smile, "I won't tell anyone about this if you promise to do the same." Just as she finished saying that, Rhonda leaned forward and our lips touched. It was an awesome sensation cause I will confess that I did sometimes fantasize about having this woman, but never thought that it might happen. Our lips pressed for a few seconds, and then I could feel her mouth open as she slipped me her tongue and we started to French kiss right there in the middle of my living room. As few seconds later, I was into it as well as my tongue returned the favor and our hands began to caress our bodies as we embraced deeper. I could feel her hands caress my back and even though I knew that it was wrong, I wanted her bad. I slipped my hand underneath her tank top and realized that Rhonda was not wearing a bra. She was more than eager to help as she slipped of her top and let me gaze at what were her very awesome breasts. I had caressed them for a moment and then began
to lick her nipples very gently as she gave a little whimper that gave me the impression that she liked it when I did that. Then we kissed again. She had removed my shirt by this time and her breasts were rubbing up against my chest and that was making me rock hard. After we kissed very passionately for the second time, she looked me in the eyes and said, "I wanna screw you so bad Peter. Do you want to make love to me?"

I paused for a moment and then pondered what I was getting myself into. She was a very hot woman and someone that I would die to have sex with. But then again she was a friend of my girlfriend, and it would almost be like betraying her in a way. I thought about it again for a few moments and said, "Yes, I want you bad Rhonda..." right after I had said that, she deeply embraced me again. We played tongue hockey for about a full minute before I finally got her to lay down right there on the living room floor. I again went on the
attack and started to caress her big and very beautiful breasts with my tongue, flicking them off her very erect nipples. She then moaned with great pleasure as myself and my tongue started to work our way down. Slowly I began to lick her belly and Rhonda even laughed when I licked her belly button. As I slowly made my way down to her pelvis, I was already unbuttoning her jeans and sliding them off her hips. She was eager to get them off as she wiggled to help me get them off her gorgeous body. From there her underwear was no trouble, and as I
pulled them down I say the most awesome sight I never though I would see. Rhonda had a small but very nice patch of red hair that made it a snatch that I was eager to get into. As I was pulling her panties past her knees, she moaned with delight as my tongue started to play with the lip of her vagina. I had always wanted to make out with a redhead, and took full advantage of the moment as I dipped my head in and went all out. Rhonda was moaning in full delight as my tongue penetrated her and slowly gave her sensations that would make any
woman want to sell her soul away. I could feel her hands slowly caress my hair as I never let off and continued to give her oral pleasure, eagerly wanting to make her orgasm. I could feel hear back arch as she started to buck her hips with excitement. I could also tell that Rhonda was a screamer, as she never hesitated to groan out in pleasure as she has what seemed like a really good orgasm.

I could tell that she enjoyed that little bit of foreplay as she was already sweating and huffing from what was good oral pleasure. I leaned over her and kissed her again, and she rolled over on top of me. She paused for a moment and then smiled, "My turn." she said quietly as she then started to move down towards my pelvic area. She slowly untied the lace on my pajamas, and was surprised to see that I was not wearing any underwear. To explain, usually when it's just me alone at the apartment I prefer to go "commando" as it relaxes me
and helps me study. (Yet I only do that with the roommate is not around.... Ok?) She was delighted to say the least, and all I could see was her gorgeous red hair as she started to bob her head up ad down over my groin area. I couldn't help but give out a tiny moan as I felt her lips slowly engulf my penis as Rhonda took it all into her mouth. Over the next ten minutes, I would say that I was given some of the best head of my life. She was awesome, and I was surprised that I had not orgasmed. Still she had crawled back on top of me and
there we were. Two naked and very sweaty bodies, both yearning for each other and wanting to go all the way. I could tell by the position that she was in that she wanted to start on top, so I gave no argument. She slowly straddled my now rock hard cock and I loved to sensation as I could feel her very wet lips wrap around my hard shaft and swallow up my cock. I couldn't believe I was doing this but
it was really happening. About five minutes into it, Rhonda began to moan again. I clearly could tell that she was coming again, as I could feel her wetness as her juices started to dampen my pubic area. This time she moans and wailed out even more, calling out my name and everything. After she had her second orgasm, I asked if we could change positions. She agreed and we then proceeded to do it doggie style. Clearly my favorite position, cause in all honestly I don't have what one would call a very "Massive" penis. So through
this position, you can achieve greater penetration and help her along while also pleasing one's self, cause this position stimulates the penis more. Once in that position, I could clearly tell that we were going to have a great finish. She was panting and moaning up another storm, I too was started to make sounds I as too was getting close to my climax. We both started to moan and groan together as suddenly we both began to orgasm at the same time. It was simply awesome. We both came and I could feel myself shoot an awesome load right into her, and I loved every minute of it. Once we were finished, we both laid down on the floor beside on another and held each other. We spent the next twenty minutes kissing quite passionately, and telling each other what a great time we had. (again, I don't know if she was lying... but let's just trust her... ok?)

A few hours later, Rhonda and I did it again. This time it was in the shower. Both of us had tried to clean up, but we couldn't keep our hands off each other. We both again managed to peak to another great climax, and I am sure that this night we were keeping the neighbors up with all our moans and groans. After making out for a second time, Rhonda and I finally had separate showers and cleaned ourselves up. Rhonda was thinking about going home, but later we had decided that she should stay over so that no one would suspect anything if they saw her leaving at such a late hour of the night. I offered her the bed, and said that I was willing to take the couch but Rhonda us to go to bed together cause she wanted to sleep in my arms. I pondered the idea and came to the conclusion that since I had gone this far it was not an outrageous demand. We both went to bed with not a stitch of clothing on and slept in each other arms. It was the perfect ending to what was an amazing night. I thought that I had gotten away with the perfect crime, and that no one would know what had happened. Little did we know that someone had been watching from a distance...