Letters to Penthouse XXI

by The Editors of Penthouse Magazine

  At first the young hunk frustrated me by not removing his skimpy black Speedos; but as he returned my glances the bulge inside them began to grow, and I forgave him his modesty, wondering what he would look and feel like if I could peel those shorts off him. That thought, and the fact that my husband was caressing my butt and pussy lips, had me squirming on my towel very quickly.

  It was now late afternoon, and we really did want to go get those drinks. Alistair asked me if I wanted him to invite the hunk to join us and see what happened. Trying not to appear a total slut—why, I don’t know, since Alistair knew me too well to be fooled—I coyly said that I would leave it to him.

  But as we were packing up and pulling on our clothes, the hunky young man also apparently decided to call it a day. I couldn’t believe that was just a coincidence. In any case, we left at the same time, and as it was quite a stroll from the beach to the road, it was easy for Alistair to strike up a conversation with the guy, whose name turned out to be Grant.

  Sure enough, Grant said he would love to join us for a drink, and already I could feel my pussy starting to throb in anticipation.

  Well, the drinks led to dinner, and the conversation and wine flowed with ease. When Alistair invited Grant back to our house, none of us made any pretense of believing it was just for coffee or one last drink.

  When we reached the house we settled ourselves on the long couch in our temporary living room, enjoying the lovely view across the bay. I made myself comfortable between my two lovers, feeling warm and horny at the thought of the night to come. I rested my right hand on Alistair’s thigh and placed my left hand on Grant’s, and began languidly caressing them, enjoying the feel of their muscular legs through the denim of their jeans. Alistair’s left arm was resting on the back of the couch, and he was fondling my breast and tweaking my nipple. My right nipple has a ring through it, which makes it incredibly sensitive and easily aroused.

  As he sensed my state of excitement reaching the boiling point, Alistair reached over and unbuttoned my denims, sliding his hand inside to gently caress my swelling labia. By now I was fondling Grant’s hardening cock through his pants, and becoming anxious to set eyes, hands and mouth on it as quickly as possible. Finally I suggested he stand up and undress, so that I could watch him expose his lovely hunk of manhood for me. He quickly kicked off his denims, and stood there in his white T-shirt, gently stroking his rock-hard cock. It looked absolutely delicious, long and thick, with a wonderful slight curve to it, and the way he just stood there stroking and fondling himself was driving me crazy.

  Alistair quickly pulled off my jeans, and then my skimpy little top, leaving me naked, then led us through to the master bedroom. As I lay on the bed, Alistair got on top of me in the 69 position, which I adore. Grant knelt beside me with his lovely cock reaching out toward me. I grasped it in my left hand and held my husband’s tool in my right as Alistair gently lapped at my pussy. Playing with these two lovely cocks while Alistair ate me soon had me ready to fuck. I just had to feel Grant inside me before we went any further.

  Alistair sensed my need and moved away, leaving the coast clear for Grant, who immediately positioned himself between my thighs. I caught my breath as I watched him slip his gorgeous cockhead between my labia. The moment when a new lover enters me is one of the most erotic and sensual experiences I know, and I was breathless with the knowledge that I was about to feel this lovely young hunk sink his meat into me for the very first time.

  I was so lubricated from Alistair’s oral ministrations that Grant slid easily into me with one smooth movement. God, the sensation of his heat and hardness so deep inside me had me on the brink of orgasm almost immediately.

  Luckily, not only was Grant gorgeous, but he was also a considerate and accomplished lover for one so relatively young. He quickly sensed my urgency and wrapped my legs around his waist, so that he could enter me even more deeply. He then commenced a wonderful rhythmic motion, penetrating me to my core, and then withdrawing from me almost all the way.

  At this point I was totally taken up with my enjoyment of this new young lover. My body was wrapped around him, trying to draw him deeper and deeper into me. I could sense the heat of Alistair’s body next to me, and could feel his hard cock resting on my right breast, but other than that my whole consciousness was concentrated on the incredible sensations I was feeling as Grant pumped deliciously in and out of me. I could feel the irresistible tidal wave of orgasm rising to a great crescendo as Grant increased his rhythm, pounding at my soaking wet pussy.

  Just at that moment I became aware of Alistair’s body tightening next to me, and suddenly he spouted a torrent of thick creamy semen that splashed all over my breasts. Only later did I realize that he hadn’t even been masturbating; it was simply the heat of the moment and of what was happening that caused him to explode. The warmth and scent of my husband’s come spraying onto my naked breasts sent me totally over the edge, as Grant continued to fuck me, and I came with such intensity that my screams of ecstasy must have awakened any neighbors within hearing distance.

  To my amazement and gratitude, Grant hadn’t yet come, and as my orgasm subsided I could feel his cock, still wonderfully hard, deep in my pussy. As he slid out of me I could see his rampant rod shining with my juices, and could detect the aroma of my sex on him. I love to watch men masturbate for me, and so I immediately asked Grant to kneel over me and come on my body, just as Alistair had.

  I watched in fascination as he quickly jerked off for me. He obviously wasn’t going to last long after the way he had just fucked me, but the sight of him masturbating as I stroked Alistair back to hardness was wonderfully erotic. He quickly reached climax, and I felt for the first time the heat of his semen as he sprayed it all over me. The first blast hit me on the side of my face, which just drove me crazy, and I moaned with joy as he aimed the remainder of his load at my hard-nippled breasts.

  I rubbed my lovers’ mixed semen into my skin as Alistair took his turn between my legs. He loves to fuck me after another man has been inside me, and since he had come all over me only a few minutes before, I knew that he would last a very long time. I was now in the mood for anything, and as Alistair fucked me I went to work with my mouth on Grant’s lovely cock.

  One of the wonderful things about young lovers is their recovery time, and as I sucked him slowly and gently, Grant soon seemed to become even harder than he had been while fucking me. We went on like that for some time, Alistair gently fucking me in the special way he has, and me salivating on Grant’s cock as he fucked my mouth deeper and deeper.

  I was lost in a state of sexual euphoria when I suddenly felt a wonderfully cool sensation in my anus. Alistair was gently massaging Astroglide into my ass. That sensation, combined with that of Grant continuing to slide his cock deep into my throat, had me moaning with pleasure around that hard dick. I could feel Alistair now rimming my ass with his finger, and then sliding that finger into the tight opening, gently dilating me. Grant soon became aware of my reaction, and seemed to grow another inch at the sight of Alistair playing with my anus.

  Alistair and I enjoyed anal sex occasionally, but I had never done it with any of my other lovers, let alone a young hunk I had met only a few hours ago. However, as Grant slid his beautiful member from my mouth and moved down on the bed, I knew I would happily let him do anything he wanted.

  Without taking his hands from my butt, Alistair now turned himself around so that his cock was in front of my face. I licked it with my tongue and then slipped it into my mouth, savoring the scent and flavor of my sexual juices, which covered his cock and matted his pubic hair. I could feel his probing fingers as they continued to explore and lubricate my tight little muscle. By now I was pushing back at him as those fingers explored deeper and deeper.

  Then the fingers were gone, and I felt something else. It was Grant’s large knob, pressing against my anus. At that moment I wanted nothing more than for this young Adonis to penetrate my most private part, to fuck me
deep in my ass as he had fucked my pussy and my mouth. As I pushed back against his straining cock, I felt my sphincter open for him, and his throbbing tool slid into me. God, it was exquisite! I felt totally stretched and exposed for him in a way that was fabulously erotic.

  Grant paused for a moment to allow my body to adjust to his invasion, but the last thing I wanted was for him to stop at that point. I pushed myself back at him to encourage him to go on. Alistair knew what I needed, and he helped me by grasping my hips and pushing me firmly back, impaling my anus even further on Grant’s manhood. The sensation drove me to distraction, and I sucked on Alistair’s cock like a woman possessed, moaning and gasping around the hard flesh as Grant began in earnest to fuck my tight ass. My orgasm arrived violently just as Alistair exploded in my mouth, and a moment later Grant gave a hoarse cry and emptied his balls deep inside my still spasming, dilated asshole.

  I must have fallen asleep for a few hours, and when I awoke it was to the lovely sensation of my two lovers massaging me. I love to be massaged, and to have both of them rubbing and stroking me at once was an instant turn-on for me. I could hear Alistair whispering instructions to Grant on just how and where to massage me for best effect. Listening to my husband tutoring my young lover on how to turn me on was so erotic it just drove me crazy.

  The ultimate treat was when Alistair explained to Grant his special technique for giving me a total massage, by lying directly on my back and using his whole body to relax and arouse me. Grant immediately tried it out, and the sensation of his hard young body moving against me with increasing pressure soon had me writhing with delight. Grant obviously enjoyed it too, as his cock was soon rock-hard and rubbing between my thighs and buttocks as he moved against me. His penis had that delightful curve to it, and as I spread my thighs further I could feel him pushing against my swollen labia. One more thrust and he was inside my cunt, holding himself still as I again savored the feeling of that hard tool inside me. I began to rotate my hips and buttocks, reveling in the double sensation of my love mound rubbing against the bedsheets and of Grant’s cock churning in my pussy, perfectly positioned for my G-spot. This incredible experience could only have lasted for a few minutes before I embarked on a deliciously prolonged orgasm. When I felt Grant’s body stiffen and his hot come pour into my womb, I just let go, burying my face in the pillow to stifle my cries.

  As my senses returned I became aware of Alistair jerking off furiously right next to me, and I turned just in time to see him ejaculate over my breasts and neck. He told me later that he was so aroused because he hadn’t even realized that Grant was inside me until we both came right in front of him.

  Grant left at about seven in the morning, but not before my husband treated me to a long, languorous fuck while I stroked and caressed my beautiful young lover. When Alistair added his come to the copious deposit Grant had left in my pussy, I was in seventh heaven, knowing that for the whole day I would have the semen of both my lovers inside me, fighting to fertilize my womb.

  When Grant left we exchanged numbers, hoping to get together again before we left. And we did—but I’ll save that story for another time.—Name and address withheld

  HIS WIFE FACED THE YOUNG STUD IN JUST THIGH-HIGHS, STRING PANTIES AND HEELS

  We are just your everyday middle-class couple. Anne is thirty-nine, and I am forty-one. We have been together for twenty years (married for almost sixteen), and since both of us have always wanted to try new things, our sex life has always been on the cutting edge.

  At first it was just getting to know each other’s body. Then we tried sexy clothes, and moved on to toys. Later we started telling each other our fantasies. Anne said she would love to do two guys at the same time, and that sounded very interesting to me. But I just wasn’t sure about it.

  Then while we were having sex we started talking about swinging with another couple, and this made both of us hot. So we started surfing the Net, and after some time we did hook up with another couple. We’ve been swinging with them for almost three years and have some hot, wild times. But that’s another story.

  Recently Anne and I started talking again about the idea of threesomes, both with a man and with a woman. I was more receptive to the idea. So we got back on the Net and started looking. Now you’d think it would be easy to find a guy, but it’s just not that easy to find one who is for real. And finding a suitable female is like finding Bigfoot!

  After a while we did make contact with a man reasonably close to us who sounded like a possibility. He was about ten years younger than Anne and me, which I think she liked. We set up a meeting in a public place, so that if she didn’t like what she saw, we could leave without a problem. As the day approached, we were both hotter than hell with anticipation of what might happen that night.

  That afternoon Anne went to take a shower and get dressed for the evening. She came out of the bathroom wearing a halter top and a multicolored wrap-around skirt she’d bought in the islands, with a fringe on the bottom that barely covered her ass. She also wore black thigh-highs, black pumps and black string panties under the skirt. She was hot and just a little slutty-looking.

  So off we went to hook up with this guy. When we got in the truck, you could see the tops of Anne’s hose and a hint of her panties. Hell, I wanted to do her right then!

  As we pulled into the parking lot where we were supposed to meet Ron, he walked up to the truck. We started getting acquainted. I saw him looking down at Anne’s lap from time to time, and I knew she was giving him an eyeful. They seemed to like what they saw.

  I told Ron we were going to drive around the block, and if we came back, the deal was on and he should follow us back to our house. This way Anne and I had a chance to talk and make sure she was okay with him. She was way more than okay, so we went back and led Ron back to our place.

  When we got in the house, we went up to the bedroom and invited Ron to shower, giving him a robe to put on afterward. While we waited, Anne lit some candles and we started making out. I hiked up her skirt so Ron would be able to see her panties. I rubbed her pussy through them. It was moist. I untied her skirt and let it fall to the floor, then did the same with her top.

  About then Ron came out of the bathroom. I could hardly believe my wife was standing there in front of a stranger in black thigh-highs, black string panties, high heels and nothing else. To my surprise, I was as hot as she was! She unzipped my shorts and let them fall to the floor, then stroked my raging hard-on. I told Ron to jump in, but he said he just wanted to watch for a while.

  I laid Anne down on the bed and rubbed her pussy and sucked on her tits. It wasn’t long before Ron came over to the bed, got between her legs, pulled her panties to the side and started licking her shaved pussy. I moved up so she could suck my cock.

  In a flash Ron whipped off the robe and presented his good-size hard-on to Anne for sucking. She went back and forth between licking and sucking our cocks. You could tell by her moans that she was having the time of her life. Next Anne and Ron got in 69 position, with her on top. I came up behind her and slid my hard cock in her pussy as Ron licked her clit. Even with her mouth full, her moans got pretty loud.

  I moved to the edge of the bed, with my feet on the floor and my ass hanging over, and Anne got on top facing away from me. This left Ron lots of room to lick her clit. Then he and I put Anne on her back at the edge of the bed, with her legs up, and took turns fucking her while she sucked whichever of our cocks wasn’t in her pussy.

  Anne had Ron lie on his back, and she got on top of him. I got behind her for a good view of the action. I guess I got a little impatient, because I took hold of Ron’s cock and helped slide it in Anne. What a sight! Then I moved around in front of her so she could suck my cock while she rode Ron’s.

  Anne looked up at me with her big blue eyes and said in a slutty tone, “Do you like seeing me fuck his cock, honey?”

  “Yes I do, babe,” I said.

  She fucked him faster and faster, and finally cried out
, “I’m going to come on his cock for you, honey!” Then she took my dick back in her mouth and slammed up and down on Ron until she shuddered in orgasm.

  I positioned her on her knees on the edge of the bed and started pounding my cock in her. Ron was lying on the bed stroking his cock for her. I couldn’t hold out any longer and came in her pussy. Ron laid her on her back, put her legs over his shoulders and fucked her hard until he got off.

  We all lay there catching our breath. Ron said he had never had so much fun before in his life. We looked at the clock and were amazed to see that two hours had passed! Ron got up and put his clothes on, and we said our good-byes.

  That was our first threesome, and they’ve since become part of our regular sexual diet. With years of dedication and love, our relationship has allowed Anne and me to open our minds to each other. We are soul mates. When we’re alone, we make passionate love to each other. When we’re in a threeway or we’re swinging, we savor the difference of our temporary mates, knowing all the while that there is no one better for either of us than each other.

  This knowledge opened us up to an understanding of pure, wild sex. So when we’re old and gray, we won’t be the ones sitting on the porch saying, “Damn, I wish I had done that!” We’ll be the ones sitting there smiling!—K.R., Flagstaff, Arizona

  IF SHE WAS SPOILED FOR LESSER-HUNG GUYS, JUST BLAME IT ON THE BELLBOY

  Kelly called to say she had a day free from her work, her husband and her family. It would be a good time to try out one of the things we read about in Penthouse Letters. She assured me she was ready for anything.

  In the hotel room, I put the blindfold around her face and helped her lie on her back, nude, exposed to anyone who might come in. As we’d planned, I tied her hands to the head of the bed, then spread her legs and tied them to the bottom.