Letters to Penthouse V (5 page)

When I got to work the next day everybody knew that I had seen the video. I was invited to Glenn’s office, where six of my co-workers told me how good a fuck Reggi was. I was very humiliated. Liza was brought in, and she repeated her performance, letting the guys triple-penetrate her. She said she was sorry that I couldn’t fuck her, but Reggi wouldn’t allow it. The guys also suggested that I watch the rest of the tapes and see how much Reggi loved being fucked.

When I got home that night, video number three was in the machine. Reggi again sat on the couch while I watched. This tape started with both Reggi and Liza naked on my desk. Both women were masturbating themselves with vibrators. Reggi pulled hers out and inserted it into Liza’s ass. Liza was on her back with her legs spread wide while Reggi worked one vibrator in her ass and one in her pussy. Liza was soon bucking all over the desk, moaning, “Oh, God! Here it comes! Oh, Reggi, fuck me!” Compared to this, Liza had been laid back when we had sex together. Now she was screaming and throwing herself around as she had a tremendous orgasm.

Liza left the picture. She was replaced by a guy named Ben, also from the office. He stripped, and stuffed his cock in Reggi’s cunt. He came quickly, but Reggi went to work on his softening cock with her mouth. Glenn appeared, and fucked Reggi while she sucked Ben’s cock. I watched three tapes that night. In the first five tapes, Reggi had fucked six different guys from my office. Still I was monstrously turned on by it, and that night I again ravished Reggi’s pussy.

The next day was Friday, and my co-workers all had a good laugh trying to guess what tape I was up to. I was humiliated all day and I was glad it was Friday. I was prepared to go home and spend the weekend seeing what was on the rest of the tapes, to get it over with. That night Reggi and I watched three more tapes. In one tape Reggi had four of my co-workers jerk off on her face. In the last tape that night, after three guys fucked Reggi, Liza appeared again and sucked the come out of her pussy.

When we went to bed that night I sucked on Reggi’s shaved pussy until she came twelve times. We spent the entire night in a 69. We awoke early Saturday morning, and Reggi served me breakfast while I watched more tapes. The tapes were of more of my co-workers with Reggi.

Around noon Reggi left me alone to watch more tapes. One tape was made in a hotel room, with just Liza and Reggi. They were fucking each other with a double dildo. At the end of the tape Liza shaved Reggi’s pussy, then Liza got on the phone and called a guy named Carter. Carter was a friend of Liza, and he was the first to fuck Reggi’s newly shaved pussy. On the next tape Carter and two of his friends fucked Reggi silly. It was very exciting to watch my wife being serviced by so many different studs.

When Reggi got home, around eight, I was ready for more fucking. When I asked where she had been, she asked me what tape I was up to. I said I had viewed twenty of the tapes so far. She said she was with the guys on tape number twenty-four, and suggested I skip to that one.

I put the tape in. There were Reggi and Liza, in a room with many men. First they did a striptease, then they went over to each guy, opened his pants and sucked his cock. Eventually they lay down on a blanket in the middle of the room and masturbated for the crowd. Occasionally, guys would come over to them and jerk off on them. I recognized some of the men from my office and others from previous tapes. At one point Liza was surrounded by eight cocks. She was sucking some while others were fucking her. The camera moved to Reggi, who was fucking one guy and blowing two others. At the end of the tape Liza had several of the men fuck her in the ass.

When the tape was over I turned to Reggi, who was now naked. She told me she had just been gang-banged and asked if I would like to fuck her also. I was a little upset that my wife was fucking so many different guys, but I was so horny that I just stripped and fucked her. Her pussy was still loaded with come from her adventures earlier in the evening.

When I asked her if she felt that she was even with me, she told me she really enjoyed slutting around, and if I wanted to stay married I shouldn’t complain. In addition, she told me that, since I had started this, I was not to be allowed to fool around with other women.

Recently Reggi invited some of her boyfriends over to our house. While I watched from the couch, Reggi got fucked in her asshole for the first time. She was telling the guys how much she liked it and each took his turn in her rear. Glenn and Billy were there that day, and when I saw them at work the next day they really humiliated me. They had brought in pictures of my wife letting them fuck her ass. Of course, they showed anyone who they could get to look.

I protested to Reggi that I couldn’t take any more. She said she was bored with all those guys anyway. I was thrilled. We went to the bedroom and I fucked her up the ass. Since then, neither of us has fooled around. But I am looking for a new job, as it is hard to work in an office where almost every guy has fucked your wife. We often watch her videos. Now that I feel safe again in our relationship I get really turned on, and we end up fucking like bunnies.—
L. J., Tampa, Florida

DOES SHE OR DOESN’T SHE? JUST ASK EDDIE, VINCE, MILT, ALAN
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Angie and I have been married for twenty-two years, and for about twenty of those years we have been using domination to spice up our sex life. Angie is a true submissive who enjoys being tied up, humiliated and exposed. She is forty-two years old, has blonde hair, blue eyes, long legs, a great ass and nice tits.

After our first two years of marriage, things started to become routine. Angie read an article about women who like to be slaves to their men, and said she wanted to try it. We started slowly, with me demanding that Angie be naked whenever we were alone in the house. I would order her to cook and serve my dinner, dance for me and kneel at my feet while I watched television, all in the nude. From there we progressed to bondage. At first Angie loved being tied spread-eagle to our bed. But soon she learned to enjoy being tied up in different places throughout the house and, finally, outside.

Over the years we’ve met several other couples who played the same sex games we do. We’d get together a few times a month. The wives were always the slaves, and the husbands their masters. All the slaves were required to service any master who demanded it. Usually the night would start with the wives stripping and putting on their slave collars and wrist and ankle cuffs. One of the games the wives seemed to like best was when one wife would serve all four masters at once. This happened about once a month, usually on a Sunday afternoon while the masters watched sports on TV.

One hot July afternoon last summer, it was Angie’s turn to be our slave. She spent the afternoon naked, serving four of us snacks and drinks whenever we asked for them. Best of all, she gave each of us at least one blowjob (I got two), and fucked two of the other husbands. To cap off the afternoon’s activities, we tied her facedown to the dining room table and took turns spanking her ass-cheeks. When her behind was all hot and pink, one of the masters, Eddie, butt-fucked her. After that, we called it a day.

Angie was sitting next to me while I drove home. Her dress was open, and she had nothing on underneath. She said, “I’d love to do all the things I did this afternoon again, but with three guys I’ve never met before.”

I gave it a little thought and came up with an idea. We have a small campsite in the Adirondacks in New York State. Angie and I have spent many wild weekends there with her as my full-time, nude come-slave. The camp is at the end of a dirt road. About a quarter of a mile down the road is another camp, owned by a group of guys who come from the city to hunt and fish.

The next day I called one of the guys, Milt, and found out that he and two of his friends were going up that weekend to do some fishing. It was the perfect arrangement for what Angie wanted. That night when I got home, I told her I was in the mood to head up to the country. “It could be the weekend your wish comes true,” I said. She was so excited she could hardly speak.

We arrived about noon on Friday. We spent the afternoon in the woods, with me leading my naked Angie through the underbrush, tying her up in several different places. At one point I trussed her spread-eagle between two trees, then found a branch and whipped her butt, tits and pussy. She climaxed from the moment the branch first made contact with her skin.

That evening, Angie and I went to a restaurant and bar in a small town not far from the camp. At nine o’clock, the guys from the city showed up: Milt, Vince and Alan. I introduced them to Angie, and we sat around and had a few drinks. Then Angie announced, “I’m my husband’s come-slave for the weekend, and will do anything he wants.” The guys fell silent—they must’ve thought Angie was drunk and out of control. But I assured them that what she’d said was true.

The five of us left together. In the parking lot, I decided to show the men I meant business. “Take your blouse off, Angie!” I commanded. She did so immediately, revealing a skimpy black bra. “Take off your shorts,” was my next order. Angie obeyed, stepping out of her shorts. The men stared at her in her black bikini panties. Seeing my wife there in the parking lot, wearing just her underwear, gave me a raging hard-on. I was sure the other guys had erections too. I decided to go for broke.

“Take off your bra!” I ordered. Angie unhooked the garment and let it fall to the pavement. “Now your panties!” I continued. She slowly peeled the bikinis down her long legs. When they were off, she draped them over the end of her finger and offered them to Milt.

“We’ll be down to your camp to pick those up in a little while,” she said to him. With that, she strutted off to the van and got in.

We drove to our camp and stayed there long enough for me to get Angie ready for the night’s fun. I attached her slave collar, wrist and ankle cuffs, and secured her hands behind her back with a light chain that looped between her legs and up to the front of her collar. Angie said she wanted to walk to the men’s camp. She was quite a sight walking through the woods in nothing but her sandals and slave regalia.

When we got to the camp, the guys were ready and waiting. When they saw Angie, they couldn’t believe their eyes. I unhooked her hands, and we sat around and downed a few brews. Vince asked, “Will she dance for us?”

I said, “She’ll do anything you want.” Vince put on some music and Angie began to dance in a very provocative way. After a while, I hooked her hands back together, then raised her arms above her head and attached them to an overhead beam. Angie continued to sway to the music, and I told the guys to start feeling her up. They ran their hands over her body and pumped their fingers in and out of her pussy. Milt even shoved a finger up her ass.

I let Angie down, and Milt ordered her to crawl over to them and start sucking their cocks. With her hands behind her back, she made her way to them and sucked them off, one at a time. It was fantastic to watch her filling her mouth with one hard dick after another. Angie sucked all the guys to creamy climax and drank their sperm, leaving me with a hard-on that wouldn’t quit. She then sat in a chair, her legs spread, and played with herself. “My wife loves being a sex slave,” I said. “It was her idea to be a slut for men she’d never met, which is why I brought her up here to meet you. Do anything you want to her. Believe me, she loves it.”

The rest of the night was filled with one erotic display after another. We all fucked Angie while she was tied spread-eagle to a cot. For the night’s final activity, she bent over a chair and blew me to orgasm while Vince fucked her in the ass and Milt and Alan masturbated onto her face. We made arrangements to meet the guys the next day and videotape the proceedings, and then Angie and I went to sleep.

She woke up about noon, and put on the only things I allowed her to wear that day: makeup, sandals, and her slave collar, wrist and ankle cuffs. At one o’clock Milt, Vince and Alan showed up, and off we went into the woods. They took turns leading Angie by her chain. I got some great footage of them on videotape. We spent the afternoon tying up Angie in as many ways as we could think of. Each time she was strapped down or trussed up, we’d all fuck her cunt, mouth and pussy. Whenever one of us blew a load, we shot it all over her skin, but didn’t clean it off. Before the afternoon was four hours old, she was coated from head to toe with a layer of sperm you could smell a mile away.

Milt really got into it, making Angie crawl through the woods, ordering her to pose in a number of raunchy positions for my camera and constantly reminding her that she was the come-slut of four horny, demanding men. The afternoon ended with Angie being tied over a fallen tree. This time she sucked three of us off at the same time, moving her mouth from cock to cock as Milt drove his prick up her ass.

That night I asked Angie if she’d had enough, but she said she still hadn’t had her fill. She told me she wanted to go off by herself with the three men, but that I could watched them if I kept my distance. Within the hour she was again stripped down to her chains and restraints, and walking away with Milt, Alan and Vince. As they headed off, I could hear her say, “Remember, boys, I like a little humiliation.”

I watched from a distance as my wife was led to their camp. I moved closer to their cabin so I could look inside and see what was going on. Milt started things off by having Angie finger herself to a climax while sucking each of them off. He made her rub their come all over her tits, then lick it off.

Next he took a chair and put it in the middle of the floor, then made Angie stand on it and dance while he drank a beer. When his bottle was empty, he ran the lip of it up and down the puffy slit of her pussy.

“Do you want to come, slut?” he asked.

“Yes! Make me come.”

“No, we want to see you make yourself come,” Milt said. He handed her the bottle and told her to masturbate with it. She pumped it in and out of her pussy, bringing herself to orgasm in a matter of minutes. I could see the pussy juice pouring down her legs. Unable and unwilling to control myself, I masturbated at once, soaking the side of the cabin with a thick blast of spunk.