Letters to Penthouse V

by Letters to Penthouse V- The Ways of Sexual Pleasure (epub)

  About two months ago, I began noticing a friend of my ex-husband. What I began noticing, actually, was the hard bulge in his pants whenever I was around. Neither of us being the aggressive type, it wasn’t until we got drunk together that we finally ended up in the sack. Neither of us had ever been with anyone other than our spouses. Since then, we have had an incredible love affair. We have made love in so many places—his plane, his hangar, his office, on the road, in his truck, in parks … we’ve managed to have sex just about everywhere we’ve been alone together. The best part is we are also the best of friends.

  When we first met, he was still married, but I couldn’t help myself. He has the kind of body women crave. I could just sink into his broad shoulders, slim waist and firm butt. His cock is long enough to touch bottom when we fuck, and also quite thick. He is uncircumcised, which has proved to be a lot of fun for me. I love playing with his foreskin. And does he have endurance! Oddly enough, he doesn’t realize how sexy he really is, the result being that he’s modest and doesn’t try to act like a stud.

  Mike is an airline pilot, which causes him to be out of town for long periods of time. Recently he was gone for two and a half weeks. While we were able to talk and fantasize for hours each day on the phone, it just wasn’t the same as being in the bed together. The sexual frustration was building up in both of us.

  Finally one morning he called to inform me that he would be back in just thirteen hours. His wife was out of town, so the night would be ours. It was the Fourth of July weekend, and as I watched the fireworks from my front yard, I grew wet with anticipation thinking about the fireworks that would take place in my bedroom that night.

  He got to my house at five minutes to midnight. I met him at the door and gave him the biggest kiss and hug he’d ever had. We made our way to the kitchen so I could fix us a drink. He couldn’t keep his hands off my body! I managed to get the ice and bourbon into our glasses while he stood behind me kissing, sucking and biting my neck and shoulders. My neck is extremely sensitive, so this was driving me nuts.

  While his mouth was busy on my neck and shoulders, his hands roved under my shirt and kneaded my braless tits. I was grinding my butt against his incredibly hard dick. We were still standing in the kitchen when I turned around and undid his pants, pulled out his dick and began playing with the hard, swollen flesh. He unbuttoned my shirt and started sucking on my tits.

  We decided to move to my bedroom. We grabbed our drinks and literally ran up the stairs, tugging at each other’s clothes on the way. Mike quickly stripped off the rest of my clothes—but I removed his clothes even faster! He kept commenting that it was going to be a long night without sleep, which was all right by me. We are both very oral, and couldn’t keep our mouths off each other. He was sucking and biting my tits and nipples, while I kissed and sucked anything I could reach. He knows I love to suck his cock, so we finally ended up in a 69.

  I was devouring his meat, balls and butt-cheeks while he kept himself busy sucking and licking my pussy and tonguing my asshole. He has a very talented mouth! Butts are a major turn-on for both of us, so we always spend as much time as we can probing them with our fingers and tongues getting the most out of our lovemaking.

  After getting him close to orgasm, but not letting him come just yet, I rolled him on his back, straddled his cock and gave him a ride to remember. He loves coming with me on top, and I usually climax three to four times this way myself. I pumped up and down on his stiff-as-a-board cock, and seemed to come on every downstroke! After two and a half weeks without my man, it felt fantastic. It didn’t take long before he exploded deep inside my pussy.

  One great thing about Mike is that once he’s come, it takes him just a couple of minutes to get hard again, and then he can fuck for hours. We shut off the lights and got down to some serious lovemaking. I pulled him on top of me and let him use that beautiful tool on me in a way my ex-husband never could. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he proceeded to stroke deep and hard, filling me completely with every thrust.

  While he’s thrusting into me, I like to finger-fuck his butt. It makes his dick throb and gets him so horny that he pumps into me a mile a minute, guaranteeing me a fantastic climax or two. This night he surprised me by asking, “Do you want me to fuck your ass?” Although we always played with each other’s asshole, we’d never gone that extra mile. In fact, I’d never had a cock in my anus. But with Mike, I knew it would be fantastic.

  “Yeah,” I said. “Stick it right in my virgin hole.”

  Mike seemed especially delighted that I’d never been butt-fucked before. He reached into my nightstand and took out some baby oil. I massaged it all over his cock and balls, as well as on my asshole. After lubing us up, I fingered his bunghole and said, “That’s where I want you to give it to me.”

  I stopped finger-fucking and got on all fours. We both grunted loudly as, inch by inch, his fat dick sank into my asshole. What an intense feeling—it was like being fucked for the first time. I loved it!

  My asshole was so tight that I could feel every vein and curve of Mike’s dick as it traveled in and out of my chute. The orgasms I experienced as he did this were unlike any I’d ever had before. They seemed to start from deep within my gut and explode outward until every part of me was tingling—even my scalp!

  Mike couldn’t hold back his climax for long. “I have to come!” he announced breathlessly.

  “Pull out and soak my ass,” I told him. He took his cock out of me just as the first blasts of semen spewed forth, bathing my buns in a creamy coating of sperm that he rubbed into my skin like lotion.

  After some cuddling, we got up, showered and then sat up all night drinking and talking about his trip. I’m sure that in the years to come I’ll have plenty more to write about the time Mike and I spend together. For now, let me just say that my ass, pussy and tits have never been happier.—A.P., San Jose, California

  Pursuit & Capture

  SEX-STARVED MARINE IS GUNG-HO FOR LOVING AFTER BOOT CAMP DEPRIVATION

  I am a young marine stationed at a base in the South. I come from a small town in Iowa, where I have a very sexy young lady waiting for me. Her name is Jenny. Before I was stationed at this base, I attended boot camp on Parris Island. While I was in boot camp, the only thing I could think of was my beautiful hometown honey. There were many times when thoughts of making hard, passionate love to her were all that kept me going. At least once a week I would have a wet dream in which she was the star attraction. She has an excellent body and an awesome pussy, so you can understand how horny I was most of the time.

  I was thrilled when graduation day finally arrived. Although boot camp had seemed like it would go on forever, it was finally over and I knew I’d get to see my honey again. I could hardly wait! Jenny accompanied my mother and stepfather to the Parris Island graduation ceremony. She wore a beautiful floral print dress that showed just enough skin to tease me. Of course I couldn’t look at her very much during the ceremony for fear of my madman drill instructor jumping all over my ass, but I snuck a peek at her whenever I thought the coast was clear. There I was, standing ramrod straight in the scorching heat with a huge hard-on in front of hundreds of people. I couldn’t wait to get the fuck off that island and sink my cock into my baby doll’s hot, wet pussy.

  Immediately after graduation, Jenny and I headed for home. I had a two-week furlough before I would be shipped off to my first assignment, and I was really looking forward to having some time off. Since Iowa is a long drive from South Carolina, we planned to stop off at a motel to spend the night. When we arrived at the motel, I felt myself getting extremely nervous as well as excited. After all, it had been a long three months without any sex in boot camp! I was dying to feel Jenny’s mounds of flesh in my mouth and to feel her tight pussy engulfing my cock. Although on one hand I couldn’t wait, I was also feeling some performance anxiety. After all, we hadn’t been together in months.

  When we got to the room and slowly started to kiss and c
aress each other, it was like our first time all over again. After about fifteen minutes of foreplay, I slowly started to take off her dress, which I had been dying to take off for hours anyhow. First I exposed her tits. Her nipples were hard as rocks. Let me tell you, they were a sight for sore eyes!

  It wasn’t long before I had her completely undressed and lying on the bed. I immediately started to run my tongue all around the hot lips of her sex. She squirmed in ecstasy under me. She was so wet, and her juices tasted so good, that I licked up every drop of pussy juice that I could get from her.

  She begged me to fuck her, and by this time I had the biggest throbbing hard-on that I’d ever had in my life. I slowly took off my pants and exposed myself to tease her a little. I stood there for a minute to show off my new, hardened Marine Corps body. She was quite horny, so she just grabbed my ass-cheeks and pulled me down on top of her.

  I ran my cock up and down her slit to stimulate her a little more. When she couldn’t handle it any longer, she grabbed my cock and guided it into her pussy. Her tunnel was so tight I could hardly believe it. It felt so good, I came almost immediately. I shot a huge load of come into her.

  My cock continued to stay hard, so I kept on going because it felt too awesome to quit. Besides, she was loving it, and I didn’t want to let her down. After about half an hour of steady pumping, I blew my second wad into her. By this time she had had several serious orgasms and was squirming all over the bed. I love it when she does that. I actually enjoy her orgasms more than my own, because it gives me a great deal of pleasure to know that I have satisfied her completely.

  The sex we had that night was probably the best we’ve ever had. We have been lovers for almost two years, but that night was simply awesome. After all, they do say that absence makes the heart grow fonder! I’d like to add that it also makes the dick grow harder! You never forget the first time you and the woman you cherish make love, and you never forget the best time either.—C.J., Cedar Rapids, Iowa

  WHEN YOU CAN’T SLEEP, HERE’S SOMETHING TO DO BESIDES COUNTING SHEEP

  I’m lying in bed naked. You’re all I can think of. It’s so lonely here. I can’t sleep. I wish you were here with me. I pretend that you are lying next to me in bed. I imagine that I can even hear you breathing.

  I turn to lie on you, resting my head on your chest. You put your arm around me and pull me closer. I start to play with your nipples. My tongue slowly circles your left nipple as my fingers caress your right nipple. You moan lightly. I slowly suck on your left nipple as I move my hand down your stomach.

  My hand reaches the waistband of your briefs. As I start to lick your neck, I slowly slip my hand into your underwear. I gently touch the tip of your penis, and you moan and pull me even closer. I tilt your head toward me and press my lips against yours. Our mouths open and our tongues begin to dance a slow dance. My hand strokes your penis and your balls. Our kiss grows more passionate. Your penis becomes hard and erect. I run my fingertips lightly up and down the shaft, hearing you moan with passion.

  I pull away from your lips and start to nibble on your ear. You reach over and cup my left breast, squeezing it lightly. You tease my nipple with your fingertips and I squeeze your penis. Then I push your hand away and lean over to suck your nipples. My tongue playfully moves from the left one to the right one. Next it travels down your stomach to your underwear. I pull off your briefs and move down to the foot of the bed to suck your big toe. Then I start licking my way back up the inside of your leg.

  When I reach your scrotum, I gently suck your right ball and then your left. My mouth moves up and I take your penis into my mouth. My head bobs up and down while my tongue dances around your penis. I caress your inner thighs with my hands as I suck, suck, suck your penis.

  I lift my head and dangle my breasts over your penis and balls. I move my body up onto yours and we kiss hungrily. You roll me over and suck on my tit. Your fingers play with my nipple. My legs are spread wide with desire. Your hand moves down and you slowly play with my clit. You push a finger deep inside me. You remove it and bring it to my lips to suck dry.

  Then your head goes down to suck the sweet juices out of my cunt. Just when I feel as if I am going to explode with passion, I lift your head. I position your penis between my breasts and slowly tit-fuck you, pressing them tightly around your cock. Suddenly you explode, bathing the sheets with your semen. I scoop some up and massage it into me like an exotic oil, making my breasts sticky.

  As I turn over to kiss you, I realize you are not there. It was only a dream.—L.M., New York, New York

  SIXTIES REVIVAL CONCERT HELPS BRING BACK THE SUMMER OF LOVE

  Last summer my brother dropped by one evening to invite me and my roommate to a sixties rock ‘n’ roll revival concert he had tickets for. When I heard who was going to be playing—Hot Tuna, The Band and Iron Butterfly—I knew I had to go! I had never had the chance to see these groups in concert when I was younger, and I didn’t know if I’d have the opportunity again. I was especially looking forward to seeing Iron Butterfly because they’d always been one of my favorite groups. In fact, their song, “In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida,” was my absolute favorite song. So we headed for the club they were to play at that night.

  We got there much too early, so we had to wait to get in. Fortunately we came prepared with some beer and several joints, so the time passed quickly as we partied and hung out. Finally they opened the front door, and we got seats at a table on the second-floor balcony. It was a small club, so no matter where you sat you had a great view of the stage.

  The first group soon took the stage and started jamming, and shortly after that I lit up another joint and passed it around. By this time we were all having an excellent time and feeling pretty mellow. We were really getting into the music, and seeing so many foxy ladies—many of whom were wearing miniskirts or short shorts—made it even more enjoyable. After the first group left the stage, I got up from the table to take a walk around the club and check out some of the babes.

  The place was packed, and by the time I had made my way to the other side of the dance floor, the second group had come on. I walked out toward the middle of the floor, where the crowd swelled up in front of the stage, to get a better look at the band. I started dancing in place along with the music, trying to be careful not to bump into anyone. Every once in a while some beautiful creature just passing by would stop for a minute to dance a few steps with me before continuing on.

  By the way, I’m about six foot three and weigh about one hundred seventy-five pounds, so I’m on the slender side. I’m a relatively good-looking (and freckleless) redhead, with wavy, shoulder-length hair, blue eyes and a neatly trimmed beard. That night I was dressed rather nicely in blue jeans, a white shirt and a blue-and-white striped jacket. After the second group played their set, I went back to our balcony table to tell my brother and my roommate what a good time I was having even though I didn’t have a lady friend along with me.

  Before I could say a word, my roommate told my brother to check out the foxy chick in black shorts. He pointed toward a girl who was standing on the right side of the stage in front of the speaker column, and handed my brother the binoculars. Now the place was rather small, so the binoculars really weren’t necessary, but when I spotted this babe I borrowed them next. She definitely deserved a close-up look!

  What I saw was a gorgeous, well-rounded ass sitting on top of the best-looking pair of legs in the entire club. These luscious charms belonged to a petite blonde who was wearing black shorts and a black halter top. Her hair fell gracefully past her shoulders. I handed my roommate the field glasses and said to myself, “Now instead of just sitting here, why don’t you give these guys a lesson in the art of picking up girls. Just light up a cigarette and walk down there. If you stand by that chrome pole you’ll be able to see whether or not her face matches the rest of her.” To be honest, I was feeling a little nervous about it, but the next thing I knew I had a lit cigarette in my hand. So I got up and went back d
own to the dance floor. When I had made my way to the chrome pole, I moved over next to her, trying to act nonchalant although my heartbeat was beating a hundred times faster than the music. My heart rate slowed considerably, though, when I saw she was talking to a guy standing next to her. I figured that he must be her boyfriend, so I resigned myself to just seeing Iron Butterfly up close. They came on soon after that, and were totally hot. They even played some new material and really kept the tempo going. I play the guitar myself, so I appreciate the smooth transition a good group can make when segueing into the next song.

  This dynamite lady was dancing in place right at the edge of the stage, and I thought to myself, those boobs of hers are going to be sore by the end of the night if they keep hitting the stage that way. She wasn’t very tall, so her-perfectly rounded boobs were just an inch or so above the stage, and she was bopping around so much that her tits kept bumping into the stage. I started dancing to the music too and really began to get into it. She and I even did the Bump together for a few minutes. I tell you, that really picked my spirits up!

  When she wasn’t dancing, she’d prop herself up on the edge of the stage with her arms, her feet off the ground, and bend over onto the stage from the waist up, seemingly trying to get as close to the band as possible. Every time she did this, I was offered a tantalizing side view of her exposed ass-cheeks. After a bit of these gymnastics, her arms were obviously getting tired. I noticed that no help was being offered by the guy she had been talking to, so I wondered what would happen if I gave her a helping hand to stay up there. As I placed my right hand on the stage and caught a whiff of an excited female’s odor, I suddenly realized what this chick was doing. I could feel the stage vibrate under my hand, and she was obviously using it as the world’s largest vibrator.