Letters to Penthouse VI (21 page)

I paused for just a moment to take in the sight. Robin's back was arched right in front of me. Her ass was sticking up in the air and her juices were flowing down her thighs. She was driving Tal up the wall with her blowjob, and me out of my mind with lust.

As I held the head of my prick at her opening, Robin began to wriggle toward me. She wanted me. She wanted to be fucked, and she wanted it now! I jammed my meat into her with a powerful thrust. She let out a gasp. Her pussy was so hot and tight that I could feel her pussy muscles gripping my cock like a vise. I hoped I could last long enough to give her the pleasure she so rightly deserved.

As I was giving her the fucking of her life, Tal was really groaning. She was going up and down on him like there was no tomorrow. All three of us were moaning loudly. I started to feel a tingle in my balls, and I knew I was losing control. I screamed “I'm coming!” and began to unload more jism into Robin's snatch than I thought was possible. At the same time, Tal began to shoot his load. Robin's entire body began shuddering, and Tal's cock slipped from her mouth. Tal spurted his love juices all over as Robin screamed in ecstasy. We all collapsed in a heap on the floor.

Finally I got dressed and headed for the door. I turned to take one last look at Robin and Tal. They were curled up on the couch, murmuring endearments to each other. It was an experience I'll never forget, and I'm thankful that I was able to share such an intimate experience with my friends.—
J. M., Saint Petersburg, Florida

WHAT'S A BEST FRIEND FOR? CONNUBIAL COMRADERY, OF COURSE

Many times while Ronnie and I were having sex that was not particularly inspired, my friend Barry came to mind. And when Ronnie and I got married, I continued to think about threesomes. Ronnie was hesitant, of course, but I knew she'd love it if she'd try it. I made a plan.

One night, knowing we were going to fuck right after dinner, I sneaked into another room and phoned Barry. I told him what I had in mind and asked him to come over. He agreed to watch through our bedroom window, and when he saw us playing around in bed walk right in on us. Ronnie and Barry are good friends, so I hoped she wouldn't be too shocked.

Ronnie and I were soon in bed, on our sides, enjoying a hot 69. As Ronnie kissed and sucked the tip and shaft of my penis, I was applying broad strokes to her pussy that had her dripping onto the sheets.

We were in the throes of passion when Barry walked in. Ronnie's mouth was stuffed, and she was too carried away by sexual ecstasy to complain.

My friend sat on the edge of the bed and removed his T-shirt. His sleek, firm body excited me, and I knew it would excite my wife as well. Barry smoothly stripped the rest of his clothes off, and I gently turned my wife over to face him. He gently caressed her small, warm ass, and ran a finger lightly over her creamy slit. Ronnie seemed in heaven! I felt her up as well, while Barry's free hand was pleasuring his own stiff cock, which was already sticking straight up.

Barry stood up and offered to feed Ronnie his cock. To my surprise, she unhesitatingly guided it into her mouth. My dick was at maximum hardness, and throbbing as I kissed my wife on her cheeks, feeling Barry's cockhead massaging her mouth through them. I gently squeezed his big ball sac, while pinching and squeezing my wife's erect nipples.

Suddenly she popped Barry's cock out of her mouth, spread her legs and cried out, “Somebody fuck me!” Barry glanced over at me for my ready approval, and slid his body between her thighs. Ronnie raised her sexy legs over his shoulders, and I leaned over so I could watch Barry's hot, hard prick slide easily into my wife's dripping pussy. I reveled at the sight of his shaft going in and out of my wife's pussy, her juices shining on it, and dripping profusely in her excitement.

Moments later, Barry announced in a breathy voice, “I'm gonna come!” As she too shuddered all over, she moaned as if out of control. Meanwhile, because I enjoy a bit of a foot fetish, I had been sucking on her toe. Then I fucked the underside of her foot, my head pressing into the bottom of her warm toes. Within seconds, I shot my come all over her toes, grunting involuntarily with pleasure. I sucked the come off, then I slid smoothly into her well-fucked, sperm-filled hole.

We enjoyed our three-way afterglow, and when Barry left I fell asleep.

It's now been about six months since our first time, and we've agreed to let Barry be our only extra lover. Barry and my wife now enjoy sex regularly and often, by themselves as well as with me. Since our first threesome, Ronnie has become entirely uninhibited, sucks our penises better than ever, and has even mentioned to me that she now fantasizes about certain women as well. Sex has become better than ever, and we may try something new, tomorrow.—
A. R., Nashville, Tennessee

SHY WIFE LETS HER HAIR DOWN AND GOES TO TOWN

I've always enjoyed reading your magazine. My very straight, shy wife, however, used to get pissed whenever I bought it, so I've mostly had to read it on the sly. I particularly like reading about men who share their wives with other men. Since Lynnette has always been very traditional about sex, I thought these experiences would remain fantasies.

But, then, my college roommate Rick separated from his wife and, in order to get away from her, transferred his job to the town we live in. I offered to let him stay at our house while he looked for a place to live. Since I work days and he nights, I didn't get to see him much.

Once he found his own place and moved out, we kept in touch partying frequently on the weekends. During these times I noticed Lynnette would pay close attention to him. It was innocent things, like serving him drinks, giving him back rubs and dressing up more than normal when he was around. In particular, she would wear her more revealing outfits. Most women wouldn't consider them very daring, but for Lynnette they were pretty wild, and not what she'd normally wear for company.

One night while we were in bed, I asked Lynnette why she was paying so much attention to Rick. She said she felt bad for him, because his wife always treated him badly and he deserved much better. She wanted him to feel loved, and to be proud of his good nature and good looks.

I wasn't sure how to take this, so I continued to probe for answers while rubbing her belly and breasts. When pressed about how she felt about him, she said that she loved him as a family member, but finally admitted that she was also physically attracted to him. Lynnette began to respond to my caresses, fueled no doubt by her thoughts of Rick.

My next question was whether she'd ever thought of doing anything about her attraction. Looking at me to gauge my response, she stammered a little, then bit her lip and started talking freely. “One morning,” Lynnette told me, “when I went to wake Rick up to go house hunting, I seriously fantasized about dropping my nightgown and climbing in bed next to him.”

As she spoke I moved my hand to her pussy, and was surprised to find how wet it was. She was really responding to my attention, and continued to talk in a dreamy voice. “I'd like to make love to him, to show him how loving a woman can really be. But I could never do anything to hurt you.”

Rolling on top of her and guiding my hard cock to her entrance, I asked, “Does it feel like I'm hurt?”

Lynnette yielded to my thrusting, and as I stroked in her wet tunnel I kept talking, looking for more answers. As our love-making became more urgent, I asked if she wanted to feel his hard cock inside her, and she was panting, “Yes … yes … yes!” as she came.

My problem then was how to get something going between them. I knew they'd never do anything on their own. One day things just fell into place. Rick called me at work, explaining that he had the day off and wanted to come by my shop and hang around. I called Lynnette and told her to come by for lunch, and that Rick would be there.

Rick was the first to arrive, and I kept talking about how attractive Lynnette was. Rick said she sure was.

Lynnette showed up, wearing a summer dress that buttoned in the front. She'd left it unbuttoned down to her navel and up to her thigh. It quickly became obvious that she had nothing on under the dress. We made some small talk, and I made some drinks and passed them around. As the alcohol took effect, I could see Rick trying to get a peek at her tits.

That was all I needed. Moving behind Lynnette, I reached around and held her dress open so that Rick got a clear look. I told him, “I think Lynnette wants you to see these, and it's pretty obvious you want to as well.”

Rick responded by saying, “What, just look?” He knelt in front of her and took one hard nipple into his mouth. I stood behind her, kissing her neck, as I watched my old friend suck my wife's tits and slide his hand up her dress.

Lynnette shifted her weight, to open her legs and give him access to her wet pussy. Rick stopped sucking for a minute to admire her shapely thighs and hairy cleft. She moaned, “You guys can't get me all worked up and then leave me horny like this.”

I led her over to my desk and laid her on it, saying, “We have no intention of leaving you any way but satisfied.” I kissed my wife as Rick dove into her pussy and started slurping away. Lynnette was very excited, moaning and sliding her ass back and forth on the desk. Her legs kept clutching Rick's head and then releasing it. The eagerness with which she pressed her tongue between my lips had me almost as excited as she was.

After a while Rick and I traded places. I was eating her velvety cunt. Looking up, I was surprised to see Lynnette struggling to undo Rick's pants and free his hard cock. Once she succeeded she took him deep into her mouth without hesitation. That was something she had done for me only reluctantly and after much coaxing. Even then she was always very tentative about it.

Not anymore! Lynnette rolled onto her side on the desk, grabbed Rick's ass in both hands and pulled his hard dick deep into her mouth. She sucked him with wild abandon, her cheeks hollow from the suction she was applying.

I repositioned the group. Rick was sitting on the desk with Lynnette bent over in front of him, sucking his dick. I lined up behind her and guided my cock into her clutching pussy from behind. This was great! My normally timid wife was bobbing her head up and down on Rick's hot prick and at the same time grinding her hot cunt back into me at every stroke. She couldn't get enough dick in her at one time, and kept trying to draw us deeper into her.

Rick looked as if he was going to blow his wad, so I told Lynnette that if she wanted to have him in her pussy she should hurry up and get it. She climbed up on his lap and sank down on him in one stroke. She bounced up and down on his pole while I held her jiggling tits from behind.

Not satisfied with this, as she wasn't getting him in deep enough, she climbed off and knelt on the desk, with her ass up in the air. Reaching between her legs and spreading the swollen lips of her pussy, Lynnette growled, “Come on, Rick. Give me that dick and fuck me hard.” I couldn't believe my ears. Here was my shy wife talking and acting like a slut and really enjoying it. Rick fucked her furiously, and I moved around to get my rod sucked, but she turned away to watch Rick pound his meat into her.

Rick was right on the edge of coming. Lynnette told him not to come, inside her, as she hadn't inserted her diaphragm, so he pulled out. Seizing the opportunity, I took his place, sinking into her to the hilt in one stroke. In fifteen years I had never felt her this wet before. Lynnette ordered Rick to come to her mouth and feed her some more of his delicious dick. He quickly obliged, and we were soon pumping her full of prick from both ends. I came first, which triggered her orgasm. She loves a spurting dick in her snatch, and it almost always brings on her own climax. Then Rick started to grunt, and muttered “Oh, great Christ I'm coming!” When he tried to pull back, Lynnette grabbed his ass and pulled him hard against her. His dick slid down her throat, and she swallowed his tremendous load, which continued to flow for a long time.

As we all were catching our breath Lynnette kissed me full on the lips, working her tongue into my mouth. I could taste Rick's come in her mouth.

We got dressed and everyone left without saying much of anything. Later that night I asked why she sucked him dry so enthusiastically. Lynnette replied that he couldn't come in her pussy, but that she wanted him to come inside her someplace. She added that his smaller cock was more comfortable to suck, that she could relax and enjoy it, which she's never been able to do with my larger rod.

Rick has since moved out of state. We never repeated our original scene. I'm still hoping, and always on the lookout for some other stud whom she might like enough. I can't wait to see her once again transform into the wanton slut that she was that day in the shop.—
W. D., Denver, Colorado

SEXY INGENUE RELIVES THE MEMORY OF HER FIRST TRIO

When I was eighteen I went to spend the summer with my sister, who lived in an apartment complex. My bedroom faced a swimming pool, and beyond the pool a construction crew was working on the apartment across from my room. I was hypnotized by their lean, tanned bodies, and sat there for days watching the men come and go from that apartment.

One day, after a long hot shower, I lay on my bed with only a towel on and began watching the men at work. As it turned out, two of the men were already watching me.

Standing up and letting my towel fall to the floor, I stretched my arms as if tired, and lay back down on the bed. A few minutes later, when I looked up from the book I was reading, the men were still standing on the opposite balcony watching me. It turned me on knowing they were staring at my body.

As I lay there, fantasizing about what it would be like to have these two men in the room with me, I began touching myself. I began rubbing oil on my breasts and then all over my body. When at last I looked up, the men were walking across the complex toward my window.

By the time the men reached my window my whole body was covered with oil. My nipples stood as erect as two soldiers. I looked over at the men, then nodded lazily at the door, as if to say, “Don't just stand there. Come on in here and show me what you can do.”