Glancing at me, she reached up with a grin and grabbed a handful of meat. As it grew, she slowly rubbed the spot just under the rapidly expanding head with her thumb.
She seemed hypnotized as the giant cock inflated in front of her face. She rose on her knees, stroking it with one hand and gently tugging on Chip’s balls with the other. Opening her mouth, she tongued the opening of his cock, causing him to stiffen even more.
As her tongue attempted to penetrate Chip’s peehole, Robyn smiled at me again, then opened her mouth wide, allowing him to push his dick in slowly. She swallowed as much of it as she could, but several inches remained that she could not suck in, try as she might.
I had always told Robyn she looked great with a cock in her mouth, and she did. Her head moved slowly back till the tip of Chip’s cock rested against her teeth. Then, while we all watched, she again sucked his pole as far in her mouth as possible.
Chip’s knees began to shake, and he sat down in a nearby chair. Robyn continued to suck him. In this new position she bent lower, her pretty ass stuck up and the pink folds of her pussy peeked out at us spectators. Ted and Ernie stripped quickly and rubbed Robyn’s ass and fingered her cunt as her head bobbed up and down. She spread her knees on the carpet, and Ernie positioned himself to fuck her from behind.
Ernie mounted her with a quick lunge, his dick sliding easily in her slippery pussy. She pushed her ass backward to meet his thrusts. While he fucked her juicy hole, he held on to her tits to increase penetration. Within a few minutes he was in her balls-deep. He grunted as he shot his hot cream in her.
When he slipped out of her now-dripping hole, Ted quickly took his place. He nearly lifted her off the carpet as he pounded her with powerful thrusts of his cock. She switched from sucking Chip’s cock to licking his balls as Ted kept thrusting in her from behind. Her juices dripped down her thighs.
As Ted unloaded the last of his come in Robyn with a final thrust, she climaxed too, moaning and bucking convulsively. When he finally pulled his dick out of her twitchy hole, a syrupy drip of cream flowed out of her and onto the carpet.
As soon as Robyn caught her breath, she asked Chip to lie down on his back. She then straddled him, guiding the thick head of his gigantic cock in her slick cunt. I was surprised at how easily her pussy stretched, allowing most of his dick in her. She moaned loudly and began to hump him. With every downward thrust, her pussy took in a little more of his meat. After a few minutes of this slow fucking, his huge pole would disappear inside her almost completely on every stroke.
As that giant dick made its mighty way in and out of my wife, my already-hard cock felt like it was about to explode. I moved up behind Robyn and positioned my purple dickhead at her tight asshole, which was already slippery with the juices from her pussy.
When she realized what I was doing, she stopped her humping to allow me to enter her butt. She stiffened as the head of my dick disappeared up her brown hole. It was extremely tight, and in addition I felt the pressure of Chip’s cock up her snatch. As my shaft slid in, she pushed against me, so she was now impaled on a pair of stiff dicks.
It was an incredible feeling, her bottom gyrating around the cocks thrusting in her, which banged into each other through the thin membrane inside her. I pushed my dick all the way in her ass and held it there, feeling the movement of Chip’s cock as it pumped in her pussy. It seemed to jack off my dick like a hand as it pressed against the semen-swollen underside of my tool. I had never felt anything quite like it.
Robyn continued fucking us forcefully. I held on to her shoulders as she bucked and squirmed, trying to force our cocks deeper in her holes. My balls tightened, and my come began to squirt out of my cock. I pushed hard against her with each spasm as I shot my load in her bowels.
As I withdrew from her come-filled ass, Chip pulled her hips down and jammed his cock as deep in her as he could. From the way his entire body convulsed, I knew his cock was exploding inside her, and she joined him in orgasm. Their bodies bucked together spastically, grinding against each other.
Eventually they became still, Robyn rolled off of Chip and lay down beside him. Apparently reluctant to abandon the cock that had given her so much pleasure, she slurped it, now shrunk to its merely outsize “normal” state, in her mouth and sucked on it for a while, finally releasing it with a wistful look. At that point we said our good-byes and returned to our spot on the beach. Almost immediately Robyn fell into a deep sleep.
She says this was a one-time thing. But she also says she loves cruising, and wants to go on another one. So I guess we’ll see!—L.R., Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
SHE WAS A CAGED ANIMAL SET FREE, AND THERE WAS NO STOPPING HER
For years I have been an avid reader of Penthouse Letters, much to the disdain of my wife Shauna. Every now and then I would talk her into reading a story or letter that really excited me—usually about a married woman fooling around while her husband watched. Shauna would always question me as to why that turned me on, and would tell me she thought it was disgusting.
Then one night, for whatever reason, a particular letter piqued her interest, and she asked me if it was a fantasy of mine to see her screw another man. I told her I wasn’t sure, but that I thought it might be a turn-on if it was done right, and if it was a sharp-looking guy with some class.
Here let me tell you a little about Shauna’s physical attributes. Although she is thirty-nine, she looks much younger. She’s five feet five inches tall and weighs one hundred twenty pounds. She has beautiful eyes, small but firm breasts, well-toned, curvaceous legs and a perfect ass, and she keeps in shape with a daily exercise regimen. I’m always getting comments from both men and women about how pretty she is.
Shauna and I have been married twenty-one years, and for most of that time we had a good but ordinary sex life. Many times I had suggested we do something to spice it up, but with little result.
One day several years ago I persuaded her to let me buy a twelve-inch-long dildo, to see how she liked it. That night I tried it on my prudish wife. After about a minute of easing only a couple of inches of it in and out of her, her juices began flowing, her cunt got very moist and the look on her face changed to one of pure pleasure. Eventually she placed her hand on mine at the end of the dildo and began ramming it in and out. With each thrust she raised her hips higher, all the while kissing me and nibbling at my lips. I couldn’t believe it when she worked all twelve inches into her dripping cunt. Shortly after that she exploded, and her excitement caused me to shoot a load of sperm on her belly. What a thrill it was, seeing her so turned on and hot. After that we acquired a few more toys, but otherwise our sex life had been pretty ordinary.
Now, after reading that letter about a wife fucking another man with her husband close by, Shauna expressed some interest, and we began to talk about it. It was then that my wife told me something I hadn’t known.
During our marriage, things hadn’t always been as good as they are now, and early on there were times when we were separated. Shauna now told me that during one of those separations, a girlfriend of hers had set her up on a date with a male friend. His name was Hal, and he had attended the same high school as Shauna.
Shauna and Hal went out for dinner, a movie and a few drinks, and then returned to the place where Shauna was staying. After some flirting, a few more drinks and some kissing and petting, they found themselves in bed together. Shauna told me that she played with Hal’s dick, and he had fingered her pussy. But though she said it had felt really good and exciting, she just couldn’t bring herself to have intercourse with her newfound friend.
Now this had happened at least fifteen years ago, but as Shauna told me about it I found myself getting excited. My manhood swelled and throbbed as she recounted the events of that night. I found I was disappointed that, at least according to Shauna, it hadn’t gone any further. I begged her to be truthful, and to give me all the details if she had gone through with it, but she again assured me she hadn’t. I then showed he
r how much her story had stirred my passion, and we made love more intensely than we had in quite a while.
Shortly after that, Shauna suggested that we go to a nice restaurant on a Friday night. When I arrived home from work she was dressed very provocatively, which was unusual for her. She was wearing a tight, low-cut minidress, with high heels that showed off her well-tanned legs, and a push-up bra that showed off her cleavage. The dress clung to every curve of her body, but instead of making her look trashy, it looked sophisticated, classy and sexy.
As we entered the restaurant it was obvious that every eye was on my partner. Shauna picked up on this and seemed to sashay as she walked by the ogling men, most of them much younger than us. It was obvious she was enjoying the attention and playing up to it.
When the maitre d’ sat us at the table, I told Shauna how proud I felt to be with her, and what a turn-on it was to see her not only looking sexy but also acting the part. Then I thanked her for telling me about the incident with Hal, and reminded her of how it had made me feel.
At the table adjacent to us were two sharp-looking businessmen having a few drinks after their meal. Shauna had caught their eye, and they had caught hers. Obviously enjoying her role as a vamp, she smiled a seductive smile at them, then whispered to me that she was going to play a little game with them. Looking very voluptuous, she told me to sit back, watch and enjoy.
With that Shauna shifted her body and crossed her legs, which made her skirt ride up, revealing her creamy thigh almost to her crotch. One of the men nearly dropped his drink. He nudged his partner to take a look, and when he did his mouth fell open. Without looking at them, Shauna asked me how she was doing. I told her she had their full attention. I felt my cock hardening as my wife showed herself off to the two men.
After holding this pose for a few minutes, Shauna then put it in high gear. She turned her chair slightly toward her audience and very slowly uncrossed her legs, leaving them slightly parted.
Although I couldn’t see what they were seeing, I could tell from the expressions on their faces that they were getting a special treat. Shauna let her thighs slowly fall further open, and it was then she told me that she wasn’t wearing panties. I couldn’t believe how nonchalant she was as she put on a show for the men, who were now staring at my wife’s pussy. I had a raging hard-on, and I was sure they did too.
One of the men couldn’t take it any longer, and had had enough drinks to boldly invite himself over to our table. Leaving his friend behind, he came over and introduced himself as Brad. Brad’s initiative would later pay huge dividends for him.
Brad was a well-built man of about thirty-five. After some brief introductions, he suggested we go dancing at a ritzy club down the road from his hotel, and we accepted. Shauna seemed to be really taking an interest in Brad. She suggested that since he had drunk a good bit, he should ride with us. I pointed out that we were driving a little two-seater sports car, and there wasn’t any room. To which Shauna replied that she could ride in Brad’s lap. Which is exactly what she did.
At the club Brad soon asked my permission to dance with Shauna, and I told him it was okay. Shauna eagerly accepted his invitation, and as he led her to the dimly lit dance floor, every eye was on her. She had undone a few buttons on her blouse—or maybe Brad had done it on the way over—and more cleavage was showing. I knew that if I stood up my hard-on would show, just as Brad’s was showing now. I wondered if he knew how lucky he was.
On the dance floor, Shauna was soon thrusting her hips against Brad’s, and his hands were all over her as their pelvises ground together. At that point I decided to move closer to the dance floor to see this exotic show. Shauna looked at me with a questioning but excited look on her face, and I nodded to show my approval.
Immediately my wife’s ringed hand went to Brad’s crotch, slowly massaging his dick through his pants. In return, Brad massaged her ass with one hand, feeling the rounded mounds of her buttocks through the thin fabric of her dress. He slid the other hand under the dress, and I could tell by the way Shauna leaned her head back that he had inserted his finger into her pussy.
When the dance was over they sauntered back to the table, giggling. Shauna then asked me if we could go to Brad’s hotel for a nightcap. To persuade me, she sat on my lap, pressing her butt into my hard-on and kissing my ear, which she knew I couldn’t resist. Grabbing the lump in my britches, she said, “I knew you would love the idea, let’s go.”
Brad’s hotel room turned out to be a very nice condo that was rented by his company. He put some romantic music on the surround-sound stereo system, then asked to talk to me in another room. There he told me that he would really like to get it on with my wife, but that he wasn’t into threesomes. I told him I wasn’t either, and that I was content to watch, because I got my satisfaction from my wife’s satisfaction. He said that was fine, and I went back to join Shauna. We were both very excited. A few minutes later Brad reappeared, dressed only in his shorts.
It was obvious that he kept himself in shape. His arms and legs were muscular and well defined. Shauna’s eyes lit up when she saw how good he looked. She sauntered over to him and, with no hesitation, pulled down his shorts. Out plopped his huge dick, which was much larger than mine. Shauna slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders and pulled the dress down enough to reveal her tits, their nipples already erect. I was about to explode.
With both hands massaging Brad’s throbbing dick, she slowly knelt in front of him. I knew she had reached the point of no return when she opened her mouth wide and took the head of Brad’s cock inside it, running her tongue all around the ridge before she closed her lips on it. Then she began to suck, and the more she sucked the more cock she was able to take in, until she finally had the whole thing in her mouth. After another minute Brad’s knees seemed to buckle and he shot off in her mouth. At the same time I spurted my load into my hand. Then Shauna did something she had never done with me—she swallowed his come down her throat, and then delicately licked her lips, as if she wanted more.
Shauna was like a caged animal that had now been set free. She had lost all her inhibitions. She got up now and came over to me to give me a huge kiss. But then she turned her attention back to Brad.
As she moved back to where he was standing Shauna slipped out of her dress, then removed her bra and stood completely naked in front of her lover. Brad’s cock began to stiffen again immediately. The two of them stood silently for a moment, admiring each other. They were two masterpieces.
Now Shauna walked right up to him and lifted one leg to wrap it around him. Brad reached down and parted her glistening pussy lips, inserting his finger into her wet flowing cunt. In a moment he pulled it out and sucked on it. Then he repeated his action, but this time offered his finger to Shauna to suck, which she did, eagerly lapping up her own juices.
Brad now hoisted her up in his muscular arms and carried her to the bed. Shauna was panting as he laid her down, and she immediately spread her legs. Brad bent to her and feasted for a few minutes on her sopping-wet pussy, as Shauna clutched the back of his head and pulled him closer, moaning with every stroke of his tongue. As he pulled away, his face wet with her juices, Shauna gasped out, “Oh god, I want to feel your huge dick in me now. I want it now. I’ve got to have it!”
As he moved to comply, she spread her legs even wider apart. And then Brad became only the second man ever to enter Shauna’s pussy with his dick.
My turned-on wife was wilder than I had ever seen her before as Brad proceeded to give her the fucking of a lifetime. He started pumping her with long, slow strokes. With each thrust Shauna let out a combination of grunts and squeals. As Brad picked up the tempo and started pounding at her eager pussy, my wife began to scream in ecstasy, begging him to fuck her harder. Then she began to come and come, arching her back and grabbing his ass and pulling him further into her raging pussy. She seemed to be coming almost continuously, until finally Brad exploded and let off his load into her squirming body. She
rocked her hips back and forth as if to squeeze out every drop, and when he pulled his limp dick out of her, she guided it to her lips so she could lick off the last oozings of his come.
Shauna gave Brad our phone number before we left, and now every time Brad and his partner come to town, they call us and we get together. Yes, Brad’s friend has gotten to be part of our scene too. Shauna now loves the role of wanton seductress, and our sex life has never been better.—F.J., Los Angeles, California
HIS WIFE SAID SHE DIDN’T MASTURBATE, BUT ONE DAY HE CAME HOME EARLY…
Like many of your readers, I greatly enjoy reading about other people’s exploits, but never thought I’d have an experience of my own to write about. That changed last month. I had always fantasized about my wife masturbating in front of me; but Helen claimed she rarely did it at all, and certainly wouldn’t be comfortable having me as an audience. After a while I resigned myself to just watching women do it in the few porno movies I have at home.
About a month ago I called home and told Helen that I would be home much later than usual, due to some unexpected developments at work. But to my surprise, I finished much earlier than I had expected, and headed out without calling Helen. When I got home, I was glad I hadn’t called.
When I came into the house, it seemed very dark and quiet I walked upstairs to the bedroom. The night light provided enough glow for me to see my way around. As I approached the bedroom door, I could see a glimmer underneath it. The light seemed to flicker, and I realized that it must be candlelight. I could hear soft music coming from the room. I slowly opened the door a crack, as quietly as I could. My suspicions were confirmed; I saw lit candles on the dresser and the TV stand.
My wife was lying on the bed, reading one of my adult magazines. Her legs were bent at the knees, and I could just make out the shadow of her pussy underneath the green silk nightgown she was wearing. It was obvious that she hadn’t heard me come home. As I watched breathlessly, she started caressing her right breast gently pulling on the nipple. My heart began to race as she slid her hand down her body. Slowly she began stroking her pubic hair, her motions causing the hem of the nightgown to fall back around her hips. My heart was pounding so hard I was afraid she would hear it. As I began to rub the bulge that was forming in my pants, I could almost feel the heat emanating from my rapidly hardening penis.
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