by Letters to Penthouse V- The Ways of Sexual Pleasure (epub)
I have never seen such a sexy look of fulfillment and lust at the same time, and this was my very conservative, loyal wife, not a porn queen. After about six strokes my wife said to him, “Let me on top.” Sharon stood up, pulled off her blouse, stepped out of her skirt and stood in front of this guy naked, so that he could see those beautiful tits sticking straight out and that pretty blonde patch between her gorgeous legs.
She pulled him to the floor, put the pillows from the sofa under him and stood over him. Then my wife started to lower herself onto his love-pole. This was the best sight I have ever seen—my wife above this king dong, wearing only her black heels, hose, and black garter belt, and with the biggest “fuck me” look on her face I’ve ever seen.
As the head of his cock touched her pussy, she lowered a little more and let out another groan, then impaled herself on this man’s stiff rod. I was amazed as Sharon started fucking this guy. She was doing deep knee bends on this huge cock, with every plunge a scream of joy and with every withdrawal a deep breath and a call for more cock. She was going crazy with lust and desire. I didn’t know this woman, but loved her desire to be completely and totally fucked. Those deep knee bends must have taken their toll on her gorgeous legs, as my wife fell on top of this newfound fuck partner and, with a wide-open mouth, gave the professor a very lusty French kiss. So much for keeping her love for me! With all the passion I’ve ever seen from her, she nearly screamed in his ear, saying “Fuck me now. Fuck me like I’ve never been fucked before.”
The professor quickly stood up, gathered up the couch cushions that were piled under his ass and put two of them in an arm chair. He scooped up my wife and laid her across the arms of the chair. Eli then put one of her legs on the back of the chair and with one thrust buried that giant, hard dick deep inside my wife’s love-hole. My wife once again moaned loudly with joy, yelling, “Yes! Yes! Fuck me. Fuck me hard!” The professor was sawing in and out of my wife’s cunt with fury. My wife started yelling, “Oooh, oooh, yeeeaaah!” By the look on her face and the broken words she was screaming, it was apparent my wife was coming violently and continually, wave after wave rushing through her body.
The professor just kept fucking that sweet little box for upward of half an hour before he finally moaned and started shooting his seed deep within my wife’s now well-fucked pussy. Sharon told him that she had never felt so full of dick in her life, nor had she ever experienced so many orgasms during one encounter.
I hurried back to my car and then home to change my come-drenched pants before Sharon got home. She came home about an hour after I got out of the shower. She smelled fresh as a daisy. She came over to me, gave me a big, wet French kiss, and said she had danced with a guy who had a bulge in his pants. “It made me very horny,” she pouted, “I need a big dick in my pussy, right now.”
Being the guy I am, I gladly helped her with this problem. She was very wet and sticky inside, but had obviously taken a shower before returning home. We fucked for a while and she came only once, but while we were fucking I again mentioned how much I would love to see her with a big dick in her pussy. She told me that she had been thinking about me wanting this and was considering doing it, but not as a threesome. She didn’t want me fucking anybody else if she did agree to fuck somebody for my pleasure. My pleasure, I thought, yeah. While this will give me great pleasure, I wonder if she will try to convince me that her friend the professor would be a good choice or whether she will opt for someone I know nothing about. She did admit that she has a couple of ideas, but would not tell me who until she thought about it some more.
I’ve just found out that I have to leave town for a few days and my wife has told me that she and her girlfriends were planning on going out that weekend, since I would be gone anyway. I wonder if it’s true this time.—W.S., Cleveland, Ohio
DANCING, DRINKS AND DALLIANCE WHILE DADDY DIDDLES
My wife Lynn and I have been married for ten years. We have two great kids. We have never fooled around on each other, but I have often told her that it is my fantasy to watch her being serviced by a couple of well-hung studs. She always said maybe some time soon, but she also laughed and blushed, and I didn’t know if it would happen.
One night we were at a dance dub and ran into a business contact, Earl, who was visiting from out of town. He was there with another friend, Dryfus, and I invited them to our table for drinks. Earl is a tall, athletic black man, as is his friend. When they arrived at our table I introduced them to Lynn, we ordered drinks, and Lynn and I went to dance.
When we came back Earl invited Lynn to dance. That Lynn immediately said yes surprised me.
Lynn was wearing a tight, red mini-dress with string straps. It barely covered her tits and was short enough that it barely covered her ass. The first dance was lively, the second a slow one, and then they returned to the table. I put my hand under the tablecloth and onto Lynn’s legs. I often like to play with her pussy when no one can see. When I got to her panties, they were soaked. I realized that Lynn was slightly drunk, very horny, and was staring at Earl as I stroked her thighs. I’m sure he noticed as well.
When Earl and Lynn went again to dance, I could see that Earl had his hands all over Lynn’s ass and was grinding her pelvis. When they came back, Earl invited us to his hotel, and in a moment we were in a limo and on our way. In the limo, Lynn sat between Earl and Dryfus in the car and I sat across. I knew that Lynn was about to be fucked by these two black studs. In the car Earl had his hand on Lynn’s thigh, and he looked over at me. I smiled, and nodded that it was all right. As he worked his hand up her thigh, Dryfus began to kiss her. She offered no resistance when Earl put his fingers in her panties and fingered her very wet cunt.
When we arrived at the hotel we all got out, and I told Lynn that I loved her and wanted to watch as they fucked her. She kissed me and we all went to the room.
I sat in a chair in the corner as Earl pulled Lynn’s dress off and let it fall to the floor. Dryfus came over and started kissing her. Lynn, clad in only sheer bikini panties, was being kissed and fondled by her black lovers. They laid her on the bed and removed her panties. While Earl was kissing her tits, Dryfus stripped off his clothes and put the head of his cock in Lynn’s mouth. Earl also stripped and, while Lynn was sucking on Dryfus’s cock, Earl got between her legs and gently penetrated her pussy. With her legs wrapped around him, Lynn begged him to fuck her pussy hard.
After twenty minutes her studs switched positions, and Dryfus was now banging her pussy. Earl was first to come, and he shot a huge load of come in her mouth and all over her face. Lynn eagerly swallowed what she could. When Dryfus was ready to come, he pulled out of Lynn’s pussy and put his cock in her mouth. She ate his sperm and licked his cock clean. Earl lay on the bed, Lynn got on top of him and put her pussy over his mouth, asking him to eat her. Lynn humped his face and had a huge orgasm.
They then positioned Lynn on her hands and knees so that Earl could fuck her cunt from the rear while she again sucked Dryfus’s cock. By now I had my cock out and was masturbating. While Lynn was having her mouth and pussy fucked she was telling them how she loved having black cock in her.
After a couple of hours of their little gang bang, Earl called room service for some food and drinks. The waiter was a little stunned when he entered to see a beautiful white girl lying naked in bed between two black studs, and he watched Lynn suck cock while he arranged our food. After the waiter left we all sat around a small table and ate. Lynn sat on Earl’s lap. She asked me if I liked watching her as much as she liked being fucked by her studs.
When we finished eating, Lynn told her lovers she was ready for more. She fucked and sucked her two lovers for hours, until Earl and Dryfus both said they were done. Lynn dressed, kissed her lovers, and we left.
In the morning Lynn told me that she was sore but that she wanted to be fucked by more young black studs. Since then, Earl and Dryfus have visited three more times, resulting in all-night fuck sessions, and we’re looking for ot
her black men for Lynn to bring home and seduce.—J.C., Albany, New York
GOOD FOR THE GOOSE, GOOD FOR THE GANDER, GOOD FOR A LAUGH
My wife and I read your Penthouse Letters magazine all the time. We have a whole drawerful! We would like to share an experience.
This past summer we went on a campout. The campsite we had in mind was only a thirty-minute drive from our home, far enough away to shake a few hassles but close enough to run home if we discovered we’d forgotten anything.
Becky and I arrived at the campground around noon. It appeared to be dead, hardly a person there. I noticed three guys in a camp across from us, and that was it.
We set up camp and went for a swim. It was already hot. It always is around here in July.
Becky stands five feet five inches tall and weighs a hundred and thirty-five pounds; it’s all in the right spots too. She has long, slender, milky legs and gorgeous red hair. When we went to the water I noticed the three guys at the other camp looking at her, and of course she would occasionally steal a look at them.
After a little splashing, crotch-grabbing and other fun, we got out and went back to our camp. I took out the grill and fired it up. While I was lighting it I noticed a lot of activity on the lot next to us. I couldn’t help noticing that the new recruits were all women. As it turned out, it was an all-woman campout sponsored by a local company. By nightfall there were fifty gals and bunches of tents. I tried to act cool, like I didn’t even notice, but my wife didn’t fall for it.
We had dinner and turned in early. I tried to sleep, but hell, there was just too much noise from the women next door. Then, as always happens when you can’t sleep, I had to piss.
I felt for the door in the dark and slipped out as quiet as a mouse. I went to the outhouse, then headed back to the camper. As I passed in the shadows, one of the girls called me. For a moment I just stood there. I knew if I was caught I was dead but, like any fool who thinks with his crotch, I went into their camp.
The girls did all the intros, and I was offered a cold beer. I don’t know for sure how long we sat, but I finished three or four Buds and found myself in a tent with a little blonde. She was round and soft, with skin like snow. We fucked and sucked for what seemed like hours (actually only thirty to forty minutes, but you can get a lot done in that little time). She loved to be on top, and that gave me a chance to paw her cute little tits. She had the kind on which the haloes start getting hard before the nipple and stand out like little cones from the rest of the tit. I couldn’t get enough of watching them grow and then wrinkle up, and I was really sorry when she came, because her pussy squeezed me so tight I couldn’t stop myself and shot up into her with everything I had.
I was pulling on my jeans, thinking, I’m dead. What a dumb fuck, going to get killed over some girl and you don’t even remember her name. It was only a couple hundred feet to our campsite, but I came up with and discarded a dozen excuses over that distance. As I opened the door I thought, Fuck, this is it. To my surprise, Becky was gone.
I thought at first I had lucked out, but then I thought, You’re not out of this yet, stupid. After a few minutes passed, I started to worry more about my wife than my own sorry ass, and left the camper in search of her. I checked the outhouses: no Becky. So here I am, two hundred thirty-five pounds of bull fool creeping around the shadows like some fucking commando or something, except that I kept stepping on sharp rocks in my bare feet and cursing. It was pretty funny, but I wasn’t laughing then.
I had searched everywhere except the camp with the three young guys in it. I crept slowly over to their tent and looked in the side window. I couldn’t believe my eyes. There on the tent floor lay my wife. One of the guys was pumping his dick in her tight pussy like mad! The other two were up at her head, one on either side. She was sucking on one and pumping away at the other with her hand. Every few strokes she would switch the one in her mouth.
Becky is a very talented woman, and she managed to calculate how close those guys were until she had them both hanging over the edge of the cliff. She then started working them both with her hands, and when she touched the heads of their two dicks together, just over her mouth, they both exploded, their jism spraying all over each other’s dick and dripping down into her open mouth. She swallowed for all she was worth, but a little still leaked from the corner of her mouth.
They backed away with big grins on their faces. I looked at the other guy. I knew he was close, and when my wife moaned, “Yeah, baby, shoot me full,” I knew he was done. His face looked like a devil-mask, it was so red and twisted with the intensity of his pleasure, and I could see the blood drain from it as the sperm drained from his dick.
I hurried back to our camper and waited for Becky to return. She came in and told me that she had seen me. I told her what I had seen. Mexican standoff. Then we both began to laugh. We made hot love and left before dawn. We didn’t want to face anyone the next day.—B.B., Trenton, New Jersey
THEY WERE READY TO SPLIT, UNTIL SHE DISCOVERED STRANGERS
I’m a guy who loves to see my wife get fucked by other guys. People might be surprised to hear that it hasn’t hurt our marriage—in fact, it’s improved it!
Our relationship had been falling apart, and Sunny and I decided to go out for what we thought would be one last night. We were in a nice bar and Sunny, a beautiful woman, started opening up to all the guys, since she felt she was now free. She became particularly friendly with two men, and one of them invited us all over to his place, where the partying continued.
My sexy wife could always turn guys on, and she really went to work on those two fellows, probably to make me jealous and let me know she’d have no trouble scoring on her own. She was sitting on the couch with them, and all three were making suggestive moves while I looked on.
I went to the bathroom, and when I came back I couldn’t believe what I saw. My wife was already naked and she was helping the two guys get their clothes off. She said I could join in, but didn’t pay much attention to me as the three of them entered the bedroom.
I took off my clothes and followed, but was left watching the action as Sunny began jerking off her two new friends on the bed. She was definitely leading the way, and got on her knees so one of the guys could enter her from behind. Then she began sucking the other guy’s cock. I was reduced to jacking off while I watched my wife go wild getting fucked by and sucking off strangers. The guy in her mouth shot his load, and Sunny swallowed it, something she had never really liked before.
The guy fucking her started pounding away, and I could see Sunny was in ecstasy. She came twice before he finally did.
I couldn’t stand it anymore and jumped on Sunny. She came again before I shot my love-juice into her hot pussy. She got up, looked at the three of us and said, “Well, I saw, I conquered, and I came,” then walked out to get dressed.
That was fourteen years ago, and our marriage has been great ever since.—B.N., North Miami Beach, Florida
I SAW BILLY KISSING LORELEI, AND THAT AIN’T ALL
Our whole family was together for the holidays, and let me tell you I have a big one: I’m one of eight brothers, two of them adopted. We also have a huge house, and some of the guys had brought home not only their wives and fiancees, but buddies as well.
On the second night that I was home I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. To get there, I had to pass the room that my older brother Eric’s friend Billy was staying in. He and his wife Lorelei were the only other people in that wing of the house besides myself.
As I walked by, I noticed that the bedroom light was still on and the door was slightly ajar. I glanced in and caught a glimpse of Billy’s wife getting out of bed—completely nude. She is a tall woman, with really large breasts, and dark, sexy-looking nipples. As she stood up I looked her over from head to toe, pausing to admire her neatly trimmed but still full-looking bush. The bed in the room is fairly close to the door, so I could really get a good view.
As she stood u
p, she was looking back at the bed where Billy lay, swinging his legs over the edge. She began running her hands all over her body, rubbing her breasts and pinching her dark, protruding nipples. She then reached down, slipped two fingers into her already swollen pussy and squished them around. After a minute of this she took her fingers out of her pussy, wafted them under Billy’s nose and then slipped them into her mouth.
I heard some rustling, and before I could move I saw Billy scoot forward toward the edge of the bed, also completely naked. Now, I’ve seen guys naked before, but I’d never seen anyone with a hard-on. And what a hard-on this was. It must have stretched eight or nine inches away from his flat stomach, and it had a large bulbous head that had the skin stretched tight.
As he watched his wife dip her fingers in and out of her pussy, his hand slipped onto this massive cock almost by itself. In a trance like state he began moving his hand slowly up and down the shaft. As he did this, the head of Billy’s prick began to take on an almost crimson shade. I began to feel stirrings inside my own pajamas as I watched this man and his wife warm themselves up.
Well, the sight of Billy working his staff back and forth made his wife moan, and she dropped to her knees between his legs. I was frozen. I couldn’t have moved if I’d wanted to. For the next fifteen minutes I watched, mouth agape, as Lorelei gave Billy the blowjob of his dreams. I could see the crimson head and moist shaft disappear into her mouth with a pistoning action. Every once in a while she would pull it out and run her tongue along the length of it, and then bury her nose in his balls until he arched his back and made guttural noises of pleasure. Then she would re turn her warm, wet mouth to the straining purple head of Billy’s dick. She continued this intense, constant action until Billy was ready to come.
