Letters to Penthouse V (8 page)

When she came back out, she stretched out next to me and started playing with my cock. It didn’t take long for it to get rock-hard again. I played with Denise’s tits, and she started sucking me off again.

George started finger-fucking her, and she moaned around my cock. After a few minutes of this, I told her I was about to blow, so she stopped and straddled my hips.

She spread her cunt lips, and George grabbed my cock and put the head in her hole. She eased her cunt down until I was in up to my balls. Denise’s cunt felt like a tight velvet glove, and every time I licked her nipples, her cunt muscles would contract around my cock and she would moan real loud. I couldn’t believe how good it felt.

Denise humped my cock quickly. Her juices ran down my balls as she had one orgasm after another.

When she climbed off me, George said, “Let me clean you up.”

George was a major come freak. My crotch was never licked so thoroughly. I rested for a few minutes, then looked at my watch. It was close to three o’clock in the morning, and I had to be at work at eight, so I got dressed and said good-bye.—
C.P., Terre Haute, Indiana

GENEROUS ROOMIE SHARES EVERYTHING WITH HER LONELY FRIEND

When my wife Penny and I were still dating, she shared an apartment with a girl named Betty. I spent just about every weekend staying at the girls’ place. I practically lived there.

Because the apartment only had one bedroom, I usually ended up sleeping on the couch, because I didn’t really know Betty that well, and things were rather awkward at first. It wasn’t long, though, before Betty felt comfortable enough to start walking around in her bathrobe in front of me, or just a T-shirt and panties when she was getting ready for bed. I found it quite arousing to catch glimpses of her cleavage when she reached for her coffee in the morning, or to see the dark shadows of her nipples through her T-shirt before she went to bed.

Betty had tits the size of grapefruits, and she couldn’t walk across a room without them jiggling around. I couldn’t help but look, no matter how many times Penny elbowed me in the ribs. Most of the time Betty’s robe hung half open, and I frequently found myself shifting position so I could get a good look at them when we were sitting around watching television. I’d always keep a pillow handy to cover my aching cock at times like that.

Because of the lack of privacy, whenever Penny and I fucked, we were restricted to a late-night rendezvous on the living-room floor. We tried to be discreet about it—at least at the start—but once we got into it, it was difficult to be quiet. Our breathing became uncontrollably heavy and ragged, we grunted and moaned, and Penny couldn’t help but whimper as I slammed my cock in and out of her cunt. Penny loved to take it from behind as she leaned against the coffee table, gripping the sides tightly in her hands, her tits pressed flat against the wood, her nipples so hard you’d think they might scratch it. Half the excitement was trying to keep quiet so Betty wouldn’t hear us, but I admit that sometimes I rammed it into Penny harder than usual, trying to make her cry out loud enough that Betty
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hear and come catch us in the act. Unfortunately, Betty never did come out.

Later on in our relationship, Penny didn’t think twice about having us sleep together in her bed. Just sleep, though. Sometimes I’d wake up fresh from some hot dream and press my stiff dick between Penny’s legs, but she almost always put me off—or if she did want it, she’d lead me out into the living room and fuck me there.

Soon, though, it became a game to try and fuck without waking Betty, who was sleeping only five feet away. Penny would reach back and give my cock a squeeze to let me know she was interested, then she’d raise her nightgown and pull me toward her wet and waiting fuck-hole. I’d press it in slowly, careful not to make any noise, burying it deeper and deeper with as little movement as possible. With my left hand I’d play with her nipples while chewing on her earlobe. Once I’d gotten all seven inches of my meat deep inside her, I’d just keep pressing into her, gyrating my hips ever so slightly while she worked me with her powerful cunt muscles. In no time my throbbing cock would be emptying its load, and we’d lie there panting, spent and satisfied, certain that Betty had no idea. We were dead wrong.

One night when Penny had come over to my apartment for dinner, she told me that Betty had confessed to hearing our love-making several times. In fact, she had stayed awake on several occasions just waiting for us to go at it. She told Penny it made her hot to hear us fucking so close to her there in the darkness, and that she never resisted touching herself while she listened. Jamming her fingers into her pussy, she’d lay there quietly masturbating, trying to come at the same time we did. It was all she could do, she told Penny, to keep from climbing into bed with us and joining in.

Hearing this, my cock twitched, needing some attention. Penny obliged, knowing how much the story had turned me on, and took me into her mouth, working her lips over me and stroking my balls until I’d blown my load down her throat, all the while pretending the lips that were wrapped around my cock were Betty’s.

“Do you really want to fuck her?” Penny asked afterward.

“What do you mean?” I replied hesitantly. Penny then told me her plan, guaranteeing that we’d all be satisfied when the night was finished. She said she’d set everything up for the following Saturday. I could hardly wait.

When that night came, the three of us rented a movie, and Penny made drinks for everyone, making sure they were a little stronger than normal to loosen everyone up. We were all fine-tuned before we hit the sack. As soon as the lights went out, Penny spread her legs invitingly, and once between them I began pumping my hard cock in and out of her. She moaned and bit her lip, and then began to whimper as she always does when she’s aroused.

“Do you like it?” I asked. “Do you like my hard cock, Penny?”

“I love it,” she breathed. “Fuck me.”

That was the prearranged signal. We both fell silent and held our breath. We couldn’t miss the rasp of Betty’s labored breathing and the moist sounds of her fingers working away between her legs. We heard a sudden, frightened intake of breath. I got out of Penny’s bed, went over to Betty’s, and drew back the sheet. She froze. She was lying on her back, her nightgown hiked up around her waist. Caught in the act, she could only giggle nervously and blush.

“Looks like someone else needs a cock,” Penny said. “Go ahead, give her what she wants.”

Betty bit her lip and stared at my rock-hard cock, still sticky with Penny’s juices, then reached out to touch it. Her hand shook in anticipation as she pulled me toward her waiting pussy. As she rubbed the head against her clit, rocking her hips up and down, I removed her nightgown and freed her giant boobs. The nipples were as big as silver dollars. I rolled them between my thumb and forefinger before working them over with my tongue. At that point she couldn’t take it any more. Grabbing me by the hips, she pulled me into her and, because she was so lubricated, there was hardly any resistance.

“Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah!” she said. “I’ve dreamed of this so many times. Penny, you’re so lucky!”

Betty’s tight, wet cunt felt as if it were on fire. I kept pulling all the way out, then jamming in again so my balls slapped against her ass, keeping time with our frantic movements.

It was Penny’s turn to watch and listen. She lay on her side, playing with herself and teasing her nipples. “Shoot your come in her mouth,” she moaned. “Come on, do it!”

Betty threw back her head and licked her lips, moaning, “Oh, yeah. Come in my mouth, yeah!”

Hearing them telling me what to do sent me over the edge. I pistoned in and out of Betty’s juicy cunt a few more times, then pulled out and shoved my cock into her mouth.

When I was empty, I presented my still-hard cock to Penny for her to lick clean. She did so with lovingly wet kisses and strokes of her tongue. I was in heaven.

Penny and I got married the summer after that. Betty frequently visited and I serviced her on a regular basis—even when she had a boyfriend. I guess you just can’t get enough of a good thing.—
E.N., Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan

AILING MAN LEARNS WHY WOMEN ALWAYS TRAVEL IN PAIRS

This event took place six years ago, but is burned in my memory as though it happened yesterday. I was single at the time, playing the field, and seeing four or five girls from work. An old friend with whom I’d shared an apartment in college was coming to visit me. Her name is Meryl. And man, was she hot. When it came to fucking, she was the best. She definitely made my experience at college more enjoyable.

While Meryl was visiting, one of the girls I was seeing, Lisa, showed up at my apartment. To say I felt a bit uneasy would be putting it mildly. I told Lisa I wasn’t feeling well, and really didn’t feel much like going out. To my surprise, Meryl spoke up and said, “No problem. Lisa and I will go out. Don’t bother waiting up. We’ll be gone for a while.”

With that, they left. The whole time they were gone, I worried that they were telling each other everything. It was getting late, so I headed off to bed and figured I’d deal with the situation in the morning.

Some time later I was awakened from a dead sleep by Meryl. She was shaking me and laughing. Both she and Lisa were taking their clothes off and giggling. I asked what they were doing, and Meryl replied, “We’re going to give you what every man fantasizes about! Get ready for the night of your life!”

Lisa straddled my cock and slowly lowered herself down onto it. She’s a bodybuilder, and she worked her finely toned body up and down my pole like a piston engine. Meanwhile, Meryl positioned herself over my face and mashed her beautiful pussy against my lips. I cupped her beautiful ass in my hands as I tongued her delicious hole. Her clit was standing at attention, and I lashed at it until she filled my mouth with juice. She tasted absolutely heavenly—even better than I’d remembered.

As soon as Meryl came, she immediately asked Lisa to switch places with her. Lisa then moved up and parked her wet slit where Meryl’s had been. I did the same to Lisa as I had to Meryl. Lisa bucked and rocked and shrieked and moaned.

Meryl was busy sucking my cock when Lisa released her nectar into my mouth. She then joined Meryl, and the two of them sucking me was a sight to behold. One would take my balls into her mouth while the other sucked my cock down her throat. Then they’d switch. Pretty soon they were both licking my cock up and down, one on each side. I knew I couldn’t last much longer at this pace. I was glad when Meryl climbed up and lowered her steamy cunt onto my throbbing member. Lisa resumed her position astride my soaking-wet face.

Meryl began bucking like a bronco—a familiar sign that she was ready to come. I started thrusting my hips upward to fuck her harder as her hips gyrated. When she let out her loudest moan and I felt her juices running down my hips, I lost it. My hands grabbed Lisa’s thighs as I jammed my tongue deep into her pussy. My balls spasmed as they shot a huge load into Meryl’s heavenly sanctuary. We all collapsed. I wanted a repeat performance the next morning, but Lisa was gone before I got up.

Since then I’ve moved closer to where Meryl lives, and I’d sure like to repay the favor with a friend of mine.—
S.W., Winston-Salem, North Carolina

HOT, STEAMY WATER IS THE PERFECT BACKDROP FOR HOT SEX

One day my friend Richard invited me over for a dip in his hot tub. Our wives were out of town, and the company was welcome. After several drinks our conversation turned to sex, and Richard commented that his wife Kara had always fantasized about threesomes, and was particularly attracted to me. Kara is a cute brunette with perky breasts and a fine ass. She always gave me lingering hugs or brushed her hands on my ass, and now I knew why! The thought of making it with Richard and his lovely wife Kara made my cock swell to mammoth proportions.

The conversation then turned to my wife Maureen’s attributes. Richard thought that she was one of the most attractive women he had ever known. The thought of Richard slipping his cock between her legs and sucking her nipples had my imagination running wild. I told him that I didn’t know how she’d react, but that I would definitely encourage it.

Over the next couple of months, I would suggest to Maureen, while we were having sex, that she fantasize about what it would be like to have four hands caressing her. Or how wonderful it might feel to have both of her fabulous tits sucked at once while she held a cock in each hand! Maureen never said anything, but as the weeks went by, our sex life got better and better. We were fucking with a passion we hadn’t shared since the early years of our marriage.

We had made plans to spend an evening hot tubbing with Richard and Kara, but Richard called that afternoon to tell us that Kara had been called in to work a night shift. Maureen really loves hot tubs, so we decided to go over and hang out with Richard anyway.

Soon the three of us were sipping our drinks and chatting away amid the bubbles of the hot tub. Maureen was sitting between me and Richard, her pink-tipped breasts bouncing. Richard became increasingly preoccupied with Maureen’s gorgeous tits, and our conversation began to lag. It was time for me to get things started.

Maureen was leaning back with her eyes closed when I reached over and stroked her nipples. She gazed at me through half-open eyes as her breasts heaved. Her nimble fingers toyed with my cock. One of Richard’s hands was parting her thighs, and he gently sucked one of her breasts as I nibbled on the other. My cock felt as if it were going to burst. With her other hand, Maureen brought Richard’s cock to full mast. It was quite impressive.

As Richard and I caressed, kissed and stroked her, her breathing (and ours) became labored. Her brown eyes glazed over. “Enjoying yourself?” I murmured as I kissed her. Her reply was a long moan. She was grinding her hips against our fingers as we took turns working her cunt and clit.

Maureen turned and kissed Richard, thrusting her tongue deep into his mouth as she stood up. She positioned him on the edge of the tub and slid his cockhead between her lips. I moved behind her, sliding one hand over her hot sex and cupping a breast in the other. Her nipples became as hard and firm as the cocks she had been stroking. She took all of Richard’s seven inches down her throat. He held the back of her head as she literally devoured his cock. I watched her mouth work its way up and down his shaft, her tongue teasing the underside of his manhood. Watching my wife give head was an incredible turn-on. I slid my cock into her hot, steaming cunt from behind. Richard was getting close to coming, and was now furiously pumping his cock into Maureen’s mouth. She stroked his balls and moaned in pleasure. My cock felt as if it were melting against her velvet walls of love.