Letters to Penthouse VI (29 page)
While Debby was in the shower I went out and talked with the guys. There were five guys left standing, since two of them had passed out from too much beer and fucking. They wanted me and Debby to join them in the room next door, since the bed Debby had just been gang banged on was drenched with sweat and come.
I told the guys that I was willing to come with them, but that Debby was tired and wanted to go back to our room. The guys agreed, and I borrowed a shirt and a pair of shorts and handed them in to Debby.
When Debby came out she had put on the shorts and shirt. I told her she would find the key to our room under the doormat, and that she should go lie down. I told her I would join her later but that first I was going to go next door and get fucked by the guys some more.
As the guys filed out of the room they all stopped to tell Debby that she was the most sensual female they had ever met. Before following them out of the room I winked at Debby and said, “I think they're absolutely right.”
Once we got to the next room the guys started to strip right away. Then Debby surprised us all by walking in and sitting down in a chair to watch. I was determined to make sure she got an eyeful!
I sat down on the foot of the bed and stripped off the jersey I had borrowed from one of the guys. Then I started running my hands up and down my body and massaging my breasts. I asked if anyone had some Vaseline. One guy said he did, and jumped up to get it. I stood up, leaned back against the desk, spread my pussy lips enticingly and told the guys I wanted them all to fuck me.
The guy with the Vaseline came back and stood next to me, greasing up his cock. I told them that if they did what I wanted first, I would do whatever they wanted afterward. The guys all nodded agreement, so I took charge and started positioning them the way I wanted.
I had the guy with the Vaseline on his dick lie on his back. Then I straddled him so that he could fuck my big tits. I then had the guy with the biggest cock mount me and fuck me from behind. I then told the last three guys that I would suck on one of their cocks while giving the other two handjobs.
When the tit-fucker came I had one of the other guys take his place. Then the guy fucking me from behind came too, and another guy took his place. Each of those guys came in or on me at least twice as they took turns fucking my face, my tits and my pussy.
As the five guys took turns fucking me, I discovered I could make them come faster by tightening my cunt muscles. I did this trick over and over again, milking the last drop of come out of each of them.
After the last guy shot his load deep into my pussy I looked over at Debby, who, in the meantime, had taken off her shorts and fingered herself to another orgasm while watching the hot action.
Debby stared at me wide-eyed, as if she couldn't believe what I had just done. She asked if she could do anything for me. I just leaned back, spread my pussy lips and let the come drain down my inner thighs.
Meanwhile, the guy with the big dick was hard again, and told Debby he wanted to fuck her once more. Debby took me aside and said she was sore, that the only sex she wanted was for me to tongue-kiss her swollen pussy lips. I thought this was a great idea, so I told the guy and his buddies to go out for a swim while Debby and I took a shower. When Debby and I were in the shower I squatted down and started licking her very red, swollen pussy. Suddenly we realized we weren't alone. The guys had snuck back into the room and were watching us make it in the shower.
I told them to get out and wait for me in the next room. Then I wrapped a towel around myself and told Debby I would go get rid of them.
As I was talking to the guys Debby walked in, also wrapped in a towel. The guys were begging me to let them watch Debby and me get it on, and they promised not to interfere. I didn't think Debby would want to, and I started to say so, but she surprised me again. With a nervous look she kissed me, then, asking me to be gentle, she led me to the bed.
Licking my lips, I told her to get into the 69 position. As the guys watched Debby crawled up on the bed and lowered her pussy onto my face. We were really getting into tonguing each other's come-soaked pussies when the guys broke their promise.
Lifting her up as if she were no heavier than a doll, they lowered her onto me pussy-first, and started sliding her back and forth over my face. I gripped her ass-cheeks and started licking her entire come-drenched crotch.
When Debby saw that the guy with the big dick was hard again she took a deep breath and said, “Fuck me again, but be careful!” She went down on me while the guy lubed her aching pussy with Vaseline. When he slipped his big cock into her lubricated cunt, she moaned, her face rising for a moment out of my crotch. That triggered a convulsive series of orgasms in me, and I came and came as I watched two more guys take turns fucking her from behind.
As I drove home the next morning, I told Debby that I planned to write down the details of our gang bang and send them to
Penthouse Letters
! I also told her that in one year we were going to celebrate our first anniversary with a second gang bang!—
L.S., Gainesville, Florida
SHE WENT LOOKING FOR PUSSY AND GOT SNATCH GALORE
I'm a sexy twenty-one-year-old secretary. I recently moved out of my parents' house and into my own apartment. Like many women today, I've been curious about what it would be like to make it with another woman. My desire for girl-girl sex has long been fueled by the sapphic pictorials appearing in your magazine every month.
One night I decided it was time to shut up and just do it. I decided to try a gay bar. It was the first time I had been in one, and I expected to see lots of masculine-looking women. Instead I saw some rather beautiful, very feminine ladies. After a couple of drinks, I lost my timidness and noticed a gorgeous blonde sitting alone at a table. Her shoulder-length golden hair was parted in the middle. She was wearing tight jeans and a sheer blouse, and her large, round breasts were braless, the nipples poking through the gauzy material.
I stood and walked over to her table, feeling my own small but cute 34As bouncing freely under my sweater. I asked if I might join her. She nodded. I sat down and the two of us chatted amicably. Her name was Beth. A little later I asked her if she would like to go back to my apartment, as I had better-quality whiskey. She smiled and told me she would be delighted.
I drove us to my apartment. I fixed us both a drink and then joined Beth on the sofa. Neither one of us was feeling any pain at this point. I brazenly put my arm around her and drew her close to me. She leaned her head on my shoulder while I ran my fingers through her hair. Then she looked up into my eyes, as if she wanted to be kissed, so I obliged her. It was the first time I had ever kissed a woman, and it was great. Her lips were so small and soft. The whiskey had made me high, and Frenching Beth made me even higher. I was flying, and my pussy was wet and open. I reached down to her blouse, fumbled with the buttons and was soon cupping her warm breasts. They were so large, firm and soft, and her nipples were really long and thick. Her breasts were so different from mine.
My head was spinning. Sensing my giddiness, Beth held me in her arms and guided her nipple to my lips. While I worked on the hardening nub, she pulled my sweater completely off, exposing my little tits. Her caress was so gentle and tender that I shivered all over.
At this point Beth suggested we go to my bedroom. We staggered in and I flopped onto the bed. Beth unfastened my jeans and pulled them off, along with my drenched panties. I watched as she removed her blouse, then unsnapped her jeans and slowly pulled them down until her thick, blonde bush was visible. Obviously Beth didn't much care for underwear.
I lay flat on my back, and Beth got on top of me and French-kissed me, crushing my breasts against her own. Shortly thereafter, she pried my legs apart and guided her pretty face between them. While her nimble mouth sucked and nibbled my pussy, I erupted in a great, surging climax.
Beth wanted me to go down on her. Realizing that I was more than ready for her, she sat on my face, which allowed me to tongue her with minimal effort. Even in my overly anxious condition, I was able to bring her off.
After she regained her strength, she fingered me and sucked my stiff nipples at the same time. I grabbed her ass-cheeks and fondled them. We were very tired, so we soon fell asleep for the night. Since we both had to get up for work the next morning, we woke, showered, ate breakfast and left.
I truly love being with her, and at this moment she is my number-one lover. As long as I can have a sexy, warm lady, I'll be completely satisfied.—
Name and address withheld
AFTER MUCH FRUSTRATION, HE FINALLY GOT HIS MAN
I am writing this letter to let your readers know that even their wildest, most perverse fantasies can come true, as they will find out from my experience with my best friend Mark.
First I would like it to be known that I am not gay; in fact, I don't even think I'm bi. I simply have this uncontrollable desire to be intimately close with very good friends, male and female. I find it very hard to undress in front of my buddies without getting sexually aroused, and I wonder what they think when they see my cock growing hard. It can be very embarrassing.
Mark has been a friend of mine for three years now. Our experience happened only a few months ago, right after he turned eighteen. One night we went out looking for snatch. We couldn't pick anyone up, so we proceeded to his house, where I was to drop him off. As we turned down his street my tire went flat, so Mark invited me to spend the night.
We had finished off almost a case of beer while looking for girls that night, so I was feeling pretty good—and horny as hell. I had always fantasized about getting into Mark's pants and was hoping that maybe he wanted to get into mine.
We went straight to Mark's bedroom to smoke some herb. His room was furnished with a thick carpet, tables and chairs. There was no bed. A few sleeping bags were strewn on the rug instead. We sat around and got high, listening to music and talking about how horny we both were. I was praying that something sexual would happen between us.
The next thing I knew, Mark was sound asleep. I thought, Why not see what it feels like? I squeezed his dick through his jeans. He woke right up and I quickly pulled my hand away. He did not seem too upset. I asked him if he had ever been in a circle jerk. He said “No,” adding that he couldn't get off on anything like that. Then I asked him if he had ever jerked off in front of a mirror. I told him that I had and that I found I had better orgasms watching myself beating my meat, with my balls flapping against my inner thighs. He laughed and admitted that he occasionally used a mirror while jacking off.
I asked, “What's the difference between watching yourself and someone else? Either way it should feel better.”
“I guess so,” he replied. “But I still don't think I could get into it.”
Afraid that I had already said too much, and not wanting to lose Mark as my best friend, I suggested we crash before I put my foot in my mouth yet again. He crawled into his sleeping bag wearing his jeans, but I took mine off. Of course, my cock was ready to rip through my shorts. Mark looked right at it, and I explained that I was so fucking horny I could jack off right there. He told me he wouldn't care if I did.
I was still a little leery of what he would think, so I crawled in my sleeping bag before pulling my penis out of my shorts. I made a point of stroking it straight up and down so that Mark could see the length of it even though it was under the covers. I looked over at him and saw that he was jacking off also.
I put my peter back in my shorts, climbed out of the sleeping bag and said, “It's better to do it out in the open. That way I won't get come all over your sleeping bag when I shoot my load.”
“Good point,” he said.
I asked him if he had something we could catch the come in, and he told me where the paper towels were. I got a bunch and lay back down on the sleeping bag, rubbing my balls through the fabric of my shorts and groaning about how good it felt. Mark was still beating away under his sleeping bag while watching me play with myself. In order to heighten his excitement, I raised my hips up off the floor and slowly pulled my briefs down to my ankles. Staying in this position, I furiously pumped my rod, opening my mouth and pointing my prick toward my face.
By now I was so turned on, it didn't matter to me what he thought. All I knew was that I wanted to see what Mark had under the sleeping bag, so I sat up, pulled the sleeping bag off him and waited to get punched for invading his privacy. He was still wearing his jeans. They were unzipped and his cock poked through the open fly. It was exciting to finally see Mark's cock fully erect and ready to explode.
“Take your pants off all the way so I can watch your balls bounce,” I said. He was reluctant, so before he could say anything I quickly pulled them off. Now we were both stark naked, lying on our backs, pounding away on our love-muscles.
Then something happened that I didn't expect. Mark looked into my eyes and asked me if I wanted to suck his dick. I quickly moved toward his beautiful, pulsating hunk of meat, wanting to taste the juices oozing from the tip before he changed his mind. I pounced on his stiff rod, licking the head of his prick with my tongue and tasting his salty fluid. This was a first for me, and I loved it.
I worked my tongue down his shaft to his hairless testicles. When I looked at his face, his eyes were closed in ecstasy. (He later told me that while I was sucking him off he was imagining that it was a beautiful woman chowing down on his meat.) I put his testicles in my mouth, and then grabbed his cock with one hand and mine with the other and jerked us both off. When our pumps were nice and primed, I moved closer to him, rubbing my cock and balls against his knees and taking his dick into my mouth. I sucked his peter, sliding it in and out of my lips and tonguing the head.
Wanting him to see how large I was, I grabbed my cock at the base and hefted it before his eyes. “Wow!” Mark exclaimed. “What a fuck-rod you have!”