Letters to Penthouse VI (3 page)

We kissed, and I closed my eyes and felt her breasts press against me. With my fingertips I gently caressed her face and stroked her beautiful hair. Barely touching her skin with my hands, lightly brushing her lips with mine, I started to drive her wild. Knowing how much she desired me gave me a deep surge of fulfillment. Neither of us wanted our embrace to end.

I could have kissed Robin for hours, my lips pressed against hers, slightly parted, our tongues tangled. Instead I opened my eyes and broke the kiss so that I could look at the rest of my darling. I moved my hands along Robin's neck, her shoulders, arms and breasts. I couldn't get enough of Robin's body. My fingers wandered underneath the straps of her red negligee and slid it down her shoulders, exposing her perfect, round breasts. Teasing her breasts with my mouth and hands, I avoided her nipples as long as I could will myself to resist. Robin's nipples were hard, and so was I, as her hands began to roam over my body. Our breathing was heavy, our bodies hot—it was heaven for both of us.

We continued exploring each other's body, yearning for each other. I moved my kisses lower, moving around Robin's love-nest but avoiding direct contact, kissing and touching every where except the center of her desires. Her body was begging for release. Breathing lightly on the lips of her pussy, I extended my tongue and moved it along the outside of her labia, from bottom to top, then down the other side. Next my tongue ran along the insides of her lips, lightly at first, then harder.

Finally I approached Robin's musky entrance, and began pushing my tongue as far inside her as I could. Her pussy is so soft, and it tastes sweeter than a dream. When at last I focused my attention on her clit, it grew inside my mouth as I sucked on it. Robin climaxed again and again, spreading her juices all over my face. The waves started low, rose to a furious intensity and then subsided.

I moved up to kiss her again, and our lips met with as much passion as before. Kissing me, she used her tongue and mouth to taste her own sweet juices. Robin couldn't get enough of her slick essence, and the sight of her tongue darting here and there, seeking the feminine flavor, deeply excited me.

She was on fire as she grabbed my hardness. Robin wanted to take it in her mouth. With her tongue she teased me for the longest time, finally engulfing my cock. Oh, what a feeling it was, having her warm mouth all over me. Her breasts rubbed against my legs, my balls, my shaft. I was breathing so heavily that my face started to tingle. Then slowly the warm, prickling sensation spread through the rest of my body. I felt her hair and her skin with my hands. I wanted to explode in her mouth, to see my come dripping from the corners.

But not this time—I wanted more to be inside her. Robin gasped that she longed to feel my hardness inside her. Straddling my cock, Robin slowly swallowed my cock with her velvet sheath. My penis seemed to swell until it filled her up inside. The feeling is difficult to describe, but I know I'll never forget it. I rolled on top of her and surrounded her body totally with mine, slowly moving in and out of her. At first I went in and out just an inch at a time, then another inch, until we could no longer bear the pleasure and I buried my cock inside my beloved. I pulled out the entire length, then slid in again repeatedly, stimulating her clit by moving my cock back and forth as I reached the deepest part on each stroke. Intense pleasure built inside our bodies. Our climaxes couldn't be stopped, and we writhed in each other's arms as our bodies exploded from an overdose of lovemaking.

I will remember this always as the most sensuous and passionate experience in my life.—
A.M., Chicago, Illinois

THE BEST LOVERS ALWAYS START OUT AS FRIENDS FIRST

I've been friends with a wonderful man for years. His name is Eric. He is very handsome with a beautiful, warm smile and a great personality. We've always been close and have often had conversations about sex but we never actually made love together until one night last month when I decided to seduce him.

After thinking about it for a while I concocted a scheme. Eric has his own business so I arranged for a friend of mine to call him and make an appointment to discuss a business venture with him. This person asked Eric to meet him at his hotel since he would only be in town for one night. Of course I was the one who had something to discuss with him.

When Eric got to the door on the prearranged night he found a note telling him to come in and make himself at home. He walked in to find the room filled with candles and roses. There was a bottle of chilled champagne with two glasses sitting on the coffee table next to a tray of caviar and a bowl of fruit. He called out, “Hello,” thinking he must have the wrong room.

I walked out wearing a black lace bustier with garters, black nylons and high-heeled pumps. His jaw dropped in shock as I walked slowly toward him. He couldn't take his eyes off my full breasts, which were peeking over the top of the low-cut bustier just enough to give a hint of my pink nipples. I closed the door behind him and poured us both a glass of champagne.

I took one look into his passion-filled eyes and knew I couldn't wait any longer. I pressed myself against him, pushing him against the wall. The full force of his masculinity so close to me was overwhelming. I looked into his eyes and hungrily gave him a deep, probing kiss. I could feel the tip of his growing cock pressing into the small space between my legs.

Pulling myself away from him I lay back on the sofa. After slowly taking off my panties I wet my finger and started massaging my juicy cunt. He looked at me with a devilish smile and the bulge in his pants grew larger.

I took a banana from the fruit bowl, peeled it and started to mold a penis out of it with my teeth and fingernails. I pulled him over and unzipped his pants, freeing his cock so I would have a model for my sculpture. I ran my fingernail down the length of the banana to make the underside ridge and then I used my teeth to carve the tip. At the same time I fondled Eric's rock-hard cock to make sure I got it right.

When my sculpture was perfect I began to lick the banana, my long tongue caressing the soft, curved flesh. Eric's breathing got heavier. I pulled him toward me and closed my lips around the tip of his cock, sucking it deep into my mouth.

His hands pulled the straps of my bustier off my shoulders and he slowly searched my breasts until he zeroed in on my hard nipples. I moaned with pleasure from the combination of his rock-hard cock in my mouth and the feel of his fingers slowly moving across my sensitive nipples. I let the shaft of his penis slowly slide out of my mouth and then pressed it between my large breasts, never releasing the head of his long cock. He moaned with pleasure as I slowly licked up the pre-come that dripped out of his cock.

Suddenly he pulled me up to him, pressing my breasts against his broad chest. He began kissing me deeply and passionately. I ran my fingers across his nipples as he worked his way down to my wet pussy. He separated my labia with his fingers and placed his tongue on my clit. The pleasure was so intense I couldn't stop moaning. Every flick of his tongue brought me closer and closer to orgasm. Finally I couldn't stand it any longer. I had to have him inside me.

I turned around and bent over, pressing my ass against his cock. I could feel the head of his huge cock nestled at the entrance of my vagina, probing gently. I guided him into my moistness. He slid in inch by inch until our bodies touched.

The sensation of his large cock moving slowly inside me drove me to a frenzy. His lips began to wander down my neck and my nipples hardened in readiness as his fingers played over them. As I ran my fingers up his thigh and around his balls he moaned loudly.

“Fuck me,” was all I could utter as his hands gripped my hips. In perfect unison we thrust against each other. His fingers rubbed my clit and I screamed as the sensation took me over the edge. The spasms of my climax made him come and I could feel his prick convulsing inside me as his warm come filled me. We collapsed, sighing in pleasure, totally spent.

As we lay there I murmured, “I've wanted this for so long!” He took me in his arms and gently kissed me. “Me too!” he said.—
L.S., Austin, Texas

DARING DUO RISK EXTRAMARITAL EXPOSURE WITH PUBLIC PLAY

Sara and I have enjoyed a loving relationship for more than six years. We are both married to other people and accept that it has to stay that way. Therefore we are very careful about keeping our relationship a secret because we do not want to lose either what we have together or separately. Fortunately from time to time we get the opportunity to enjoy each other's company and to express our pent-up feelings and passions.

On one of the rare occasions that both of our spouses were out of town I suggested we go out for a romantic dinner. Sara had a better idea. We live very close to the ocean and she wanted to have a sunset picnic of sushi on the beach.

As soon as I left work I went to her favorite Japanese restaurant, ordered an assortment of sushi and a carafe of sake. Sushi is such a sensual food. It was a perfect choice for the evening we had planned.

We met at a previously agreed upon spot: a sand dune that is topped by wooden walkways and benches so people can just sit and look out at the ocean and enjoy the balmy breezes. The walkways start about ten feet from a very busy street that runs parallel to the beach. We laid out a blanket at the base of the dune within fifty feet of the ramp that comes down from the top. It was still light out when we sat down.

Sara is a beautiful blonde with sexy blue eyes and a smile and body that make both older and younger men lust after her. She's a flirt and loves male attention. She takes pride in herself and dresses in a way that makes most of her contemporaries jealous.

I poured the sake and we toasted our evening together. I spread out the sushi and we began to eat.

Although we need to keep our relationship a secret, Sara and I can't help being exhibitionists when we're together as far as showing our passion for one another is concerned. Although we are over thirty we sometimes act more like teenagers. I guess we like shocking people.

Well, we ate most of the food and drank through about half of the sake before we began caressing one another and engaging in our typical deep-throat kissing. The remaining wine got kicked over and the food pushed aside but by this time we were too turned on to care.

We were both dressed briefly. Sara wore a low-cut top tied below her full breasts and a pair of shorts. I had on shorts and a tank top. While we kissed we began pulling off each other's clothes and it was only moments before we were completely nude. People were walking by in the sand but we just didn't care.

As we knelt back and looked at each other, Sara commented that she loves the sight of a naked man.

I lay Sara down and began slowly kissing her body all over, hesitating only slightly at her soft and sensually aromatic bush on my way to her toes. This really turns her on, especially when I stop and visit those gorgeous tits on the return trip. Her nipples are large and dark, and the velvety texture of her skin and the firmness of her flesh are enough to keep me happily kissing and sucking for a long time. I began to finger her moist, swollen clit while I alternated between kissing her mouth and her tits.

But there was more to indulge in and I soon proceeded back down the center of her torso. I probed her belly button with the tip of my tongue. Then I teased my way down to that golden bush, which rivaled the beauty of the moon just visible above the horizon.

We both had fleeting fears that the police, who patrol regularly, would either happen by or be called to the scene by someone who was offended by our antics. But we were too far gone to even consider stopping.

I was lost in the wonderful taste and smell of her pussy and I wasn't about to relinquish her until she had been satisfied. I've been told I have a talented mouth and I proceeded to apply what I had learned would give her the most pleasure. I nibbled lightly on her swollen clit and then slid my tongue into her. She raised her hips to meet my tongue. Then it was back to teasing and licking her clit. Sara held off as long as she could but was soon gushing oceans of love juice and writhing all over the blanket.

As soon as Sara calmed down a bit I kissed her while I held her close. After all it's love that keeps us together, and the sex is so much more pleasurable because of our feelings for one another.

Sara said, “Now it's my turn.” She turned us over and let her mouth dance lovingly over my chest and stomach. My pole was throbbing by the time she teased her way down to it. She knelt between my legs and began to suck on my cockhead, drawing out the pre-come and relishing its taste. She slid her hands under my buttocks and pulled me up into her waiting mouth. She would alternate between encircling the tip of my prick with her tongue and driving her head down to the base of my tool. I enjoyed the sweet sensation as long as I could but my cock was soon exploding down her throat. She swallowed every drop, which always pleases me. She stayed there sucking me until I was totally dry.

We had not been conscious of our surroundings for a long time so we nervously looked around to see if we had drawn an audience. Luckily we hadn't. We caught our breath as we stood and held each other close.

It was getting dark and Sara was expecting a call from her husband shortly so we put on our clothes, picked up our belongings and climbed back to where our cars were parked. We really had no idea if the looks we received were in appreciation, envy or disdain. Looking into each other's eyes, we knew that we had just enjoyed something that would stay with us for the rest of our lives. We kissed deeply and proceeded to our cars.

When I got home I found that Sara had left her panties around the base of my passenger mirror. I've kept them as a keepsake and she has kept the sake glasses and carafe as a reminder of one of our most glorious and passionate evenings.

The public exposure enhanced the passion far beyond what we would have normally experienced. We don't know if we will ever top this fantasy fulfillment but we will certainly keep striving to do so.—
J.K., Tampa, Florida