Sunlight shines through the blinds as I awake. One might think it was a morning like any other, except I knew differently. I rose from the soft comfort of my bed and let out a sigh. A good night of rest works wonders for the body. Rhonda's words echo in my mind as I stretch my arms. 'I better meet up with her soon, or I might regret it.' Rhonda is not one to wait on someone very long. I sit at the edge of my bed and get to it. A half-hour later, I'm ready to go. The massive sword fit nicely on my back with my green camo shirt and vest. I'm surprised by the easy access that this setup gives me. I finish a few more tasks and leave my cabin to meet the deputy.
I arrive at Rhonda's cabin ten minutes later. A quick knock reveals something odd. The door was ajar. Upon further examination, it is more like she didn't lock her door at all. A chill runs down my spine. On instinct, I pull out my sidearm. I nudge the door open slowly with my foot. The lights are on, so she must still be in the cabin. I sigh heavily. This isn't like her keeping her door unlocked or not securing her home. This isn't normal, as I knew Kurt hammered that into his daughter. I keep my eyes sharp as I scan the living room. No doubt she was here last night. The longer nights here are more like two-day, and nights are hard to adjust as changes are still occurring. Anyone can already notice each day is a little longer than the day before. One can say this is true for the nights. Once inside, I smell food coming from the kitchen. 'She must have made breakfast for herself.' The aroma is mouthwatering, but my focus is now on finding the deputy. My mind went to those monsters. 'Could one of those spider-scorpion creatures have sneaked into the city?' I doubt that. Sheriff Orkan has both roads into town blocked. 'Did one get inside and…? No, the inside would be a mess. It doesn't look like a struggle occurred here.' Yet, there isn't a sign of her.
For a moment, I doubt I may be wrong. My instincts take over, and I clear the living room and kitchen. Both are empty, but I notice the oven is on, and it's the source of the food I smelt upon entering the cabin. I paused as I heard a sound come from down the hallway. A moment later, I heard a door open and close, and I heard someone approach. Rhonda appears from the hallway with nothing but a towel around her head and a towel under her arm.
"Jesus, Thomas! What the hell are you doing with a gun pointed at my face?" Rhonda snapped.
The sight of her nude body stuns me after she drops it. Her voluptuous melons hung freely and the way they bounced as she walked into my view immediately gave me a hard on. She stood there looking at me with a red face. I couldn't tell if she was embarrassed or angry. Not knowing made me even more aroused. Her beauty was on a level comparable with Aphanea and I was imagining myself making love to her the way I did with the lamia woman. My mind started to wonder what would have happened if she was there instead.
"C-Come… C-Come on, Thomas… it's not like you haven't seen a girl naked before… right?" Rhonda whispered.
The tone of her voice changed from what I knew of her. It's not like her to sound so vulnerable. Her expression and her words made my hormones rage out of control. I feel that otherworldly energy swells within my body. The more our eyes locked on one another, the more I felt that energy surge throughout my body. My focus is completely on Rhonda. I memorize every aspect of her behavior. The scent of her conditioner lingers in the air, overshadowing the smell of food coming from the kitchen. She tilts her head toward me for a moment, and I can see waves of emotion shift in her expression. That's when it happened. I can see the moment Rhonda gives in. She takes a few steps back as she drops her towel. Her hands fall to her side. She blushes, then looks away from me. I feel she is not sure what she should do next. I walk closer to her, and she moves right into the wall. She looks back at me with curious eyes. Her gazes lock with mine, and the Rhonda I knew for years returns. She straightens her back and puts her arms on her hips. The confidence I know her for returns to her demeanor.
"Okay, big guy, what's on the menu, then?" she whispered.
"You Rhonda…," I whispered. I wrap my arms around her waist to lift her.
She has to wrap her legs around my hips to stabilize herself as I kiss her, pushing her back into the wall. Her arms wrap around my neck while we kiss each other more deeply. Our tongues interlock and my hands grip her soft bottom tightly. My manhood was fighting to break out of my camo pants to reach her peachy womanhood. The wetness of her mound soaks the front of my jeans. I take her to the master bedroom. I know where it is, as this cabin is identical to my parents'. The door bursts open, and I flop her down on the bed, going straight to the awaiting cherry between her legs. My tongue finds its way inside her in record time, and the sweet sounds of her moans fill the cabin. I waste no time milking every bit of her feminine juices into my mouth. The taste of her peach is delectable, like fresh watermelons in the summer. She wraps her legs around my head and grips my head with her hands.
"Yes… keep going!!!" Rhonda moaned.
I did just that, but I flipped her over and ate her cherry from behind. My tongue explores every inch of her vagina and anus. It was almost like she was wiggling her bottom in my face. Every inch of her womanhood was like nectar.
"Mmmmh… awww!!!" Rhonda cried.
Rhonda's pussy is dripping wet, and I know she's ready to receive my cock. I disrobe as fast as I can while Rhonda waits with wanting eyes. She arches her back as my rod penetrates her womb.
"Oh, my god! It's too big!" Rhonda shouted.
My cock stretches her vaginal wall as it slides deeper inside her. I feel how tight her pussy is as the sensation sends pulsating waves of excitement through my body. She squirms and fights as my oversized shaft continues to enter until I'm my balls pressed against her pussy lips. She struggles as the length of my cook pushes deep inside her. Her back is tense as I start the impending pounding with a slap to her round rosy tush. In seconds, the loud clapping sounds of my hips slamming into her callipygous booty fill the room.
"Ahh… aww!!!" she moaned.
I had her firmly in my grasp as my unrelenting assault on her rear end continued. She makes numerous attempts to run from my manhood. My arousement heightens as her butt wiggles against my cock. Rhonda bucks her back, which inadvertently forces her butt against my hips. She moans louder as she tries pushing away from my dick, but I bring her back with firm hands. That only made the smacking of our flesh and moans louder. The gyration waves of her ripe bottom motivate me to thunder her bottom far harder with an overwhelming conviction. I couldn't count the number of times Rhonda climaxed. They came one after another. Her moans only intensified the tremendous strides I gave her as I let out low grunts. I can tell she is getting closer to her limit. Her pussy is so soaking wet that I can hammer her butt as fast and hard as I want. My relentless pounding assault stimulates her to cum over and over again, nonstop. Then I felt it, the massive buildup of an impending climax. I ramp up the thrusting of my hips until I feel a tremendous burst of heat surge into Rhonda's pussy. A wave of ecstasy and pleasure erupts throughout my body like explosive fireworks. My thick and hot melton load fills her womb to the brink of overflowing. Rhonda collapses onto the bed, completely drained. I ease down on top of her. She tenses up again once she feels me entering her succulent body again.
"Oh my God, Thomas! I know you're not about to fuck my ass?" she whimpered.
My schlong enters her tight virgin anus, down to my balls. She screams like a banshee, and her moans reverberate through the cabin. I bear hug her body, groping her melon-sized breasts as I drill her anus with the same ferocity as her virgin cherry.
"Not so damn hard, Thomas! I'm not a goddamn piece of ass!" she cried.
I grunt loudly at her words, and my hands move to her hips. They give me the control I need to bounce my hips like a jackhammering rabbit into her bum. The force of my dick ramming her butt feels as if I am trying to merge our bodies into one. I want to go deeper with each pump. No matter how hard I pound her anus, I feel I cannot go deep enough. She struggles like a wild animal beneath me, which only sends me into a raging fit, as if I am nothing but a primate. The smell of her sweat, pussy, and ass is intoxicating. I'd never felt this way with any woman before I met Aphanea. Everything felt hyper-sensitive. I even thought I could feel the pleasure Rhonda was receiving.
She clasps her hands over mine and squeezes tightly.
"Not… N-Not… Thomas!" she said, whimpering.
Her breathing is labored as she pants heavily.
"Almost there!" I mumbled in her ear.
I bury my head in her ginger brunette hair, taking in her scent. I feel like an animal as I grunt and grind my teeth. Her sweat smells so sweet, it drives me insane.
"Hurry… Hurry… up, already. Thomas!" she whimpered as her ass clapped louder.
I put all my strength into corkscrewing her bottom into oblivion. The moment came faster this time. I estimate Rhonda's experienced over a dozen orgasms by now. The moment comes like an erupting geyser. My hot, steamy seed fills her anus to the brim, squirting out like thick goo. Cum leaks from her pussy and anus as I flop over on the bed. We both pant like animals in heat as we lay next to each other.
A few minutes pass, and she turns toward me. Her ginger brunette hair spills over her shoulders. She looks at me, but her expression is not of anger.
"Never go that deep into my ass again, without asking, you giant jerk! You can't break a lady in like that on the first time," Rhonda said, panting.
A moment later, she blushes and kisses me. I let her kiss me as long as she wanted. I look her in the eyes when she pulls away.
"I couldn't help it. That ass was just too much for me to control myself!" I whispered.
She rolls her eyes, but a smile creeps at the corner of her lips. I could tell she was not angry.
"Geez Thomas! Next time say something if you are going to go ham like that…," she whispered in my ear.
I look into her beautiful eyes. I realize they are even more gorgeous than I ever thought. I felt something stir within. It didn't feel like how I felt with Aphanea. For some reason, my energy was off the charts. It felt like I could go forever. It is almost like the same feeling I had with Aphanea, except it is much stronger. Whatever it was, I knew I had to be with her more. Rhonda can already see where this is going and braces herself as I pull her closer. I knew this morning was going to be a long one, predominantly for Rhonda.