Letters to Penthouse XIII

by Penthouse International

  She seemed to relax even more as Ginger unbuttoned her own blouse, to expose her big breasts with their perky, pierced nipples. From the size and stiffness of those nipples, Abby surely understood that Ginger wanted to do her, badly!

  Now Ginger unzipped her skin-tight miniskirt and let it drop to the elevator floor. She had nothing underneath, and her exposed pussy was dripping wet. Then she helped Abby pull off her work shirt, with the motto that read: “We Deliver Fast!” Ginger certainly hoped that was true.

  She gasped as Abby’s 34D chest was revealed to her eyes, then lowered her mouth to Abby’s nipples and sucked them in, licking them until they were hard as rocks.

  Ginger now laid her naked body down on the carpeted elevator floor, and spread her legs wide to reveal her hot throbbing hole. Abby dropped her jeans and knelt in front of Ginger’s dripping pussy. She started by massaging her inner thighs, her hands working their way up to her crotch. She fondled Ginger vigorously, while the blonde woman screamed in excitement. Abby then dropped her head to Ginger’s crotch and started to suck her pussy lips. She fucked the writhing blonde with her fingers until she was close to coming, then finished her off by sticking her tongue in her hole.

  Knowing that Ginger was done for the moment, Abby lay back on the floor. Ginger saw that Abby was just as hot as she was, and immediately buried her face in Abby’s hot pussy. From the way she screamed with pleasure, Ginger was sure that Abby had never had it this good before. She began to lick her clit and finger-fuck her vagina, and Abby came several times before Ginger quit.

  Once Ginger was done playing with Abby she got up and got dressed, while the other girl still lay there on the floor, looking satisfied. Ginger told her that there was more where that came from if she was interested, and gave her the address of her apartment. Ginger’s fiancÉ happened to be out of town, and she figured it was the perfect time to play around.

  Once Ginger was dressed, she pushed the go button and the elevator started up again. Abby hastily pulled herself together, and they both went back to work.

  It was around seven o’clock that evening when Abby showed up at Ginger’s place. She rang the bell, and before she could ring a second time Ginger opened the door, wrapped in a towel. She grabbed Abby, pulled her into a lip lock and slammed the door behind her. She pulled Abby over to the couch, where they kissed and petted until they were panting like a pair of bellows and heaving like dogs in heat.

  Ginger stood up and removed her towel, letting it fall to the floor. Then she pulled Abby to her feet and tugged her shirt up over her head, revealing her erect nipples. Her jeans were next, and then her panties; and then Ginger sat Abby back down and placed herself in the brown-haired girl’s lap. Abby began to massage Ginger’s breasts and suck on her erect nipples, while Ginger cooed with delight.

  After a while Ginger parted Abby’s legs, slid down between them to the floor and lowered her mouth to the other girl’s pussy. Abby’s slit was soaking wet, but Ginger stuck her tongue into that dripping hole and probed so deeply and so rapidly that Abby was overwhelmed by the sensation, coming more violently than she ever had before.

  Ginger then crawled over to the coffee table and sprawled across it, spreading her legs wide open so Abby could look into her hungry pussy. Abby followed her and stuck her head in the blonde’s open crotch, sucking her cunt lips and finger-fucking her vagina, pumping deep into that hot hole while Ginger screamed for more.

  All the screaming coming from Ginger’s apartment had frightened the neighbors, who called the landlord of the building. Going up to investigate, he heard the screaming from outside the door. The landlord’s name was Chuck. He is six feet two, dark and heavily muscled. He was the type who seldom wore a shirt, so people could see his bulging muscles and the sweat glistening on his chest.

  Chuck used his passkey to open the door, and peeked in on Ginger and Abby in the middle of their love fest. For a moment he watched wide-eyed as Abby sucked on Ginger’s twat. He was about to leave when Ginger caught sight of him. The two passion-maddened women jumped to their feet, and Ginger grabbed hold of Chuck while Abby shut the door behind him.

  Ginger led Chuck over to the couch, where she softly kissed his chest and slowly trailed her hands over his body to his jeans. She unbuttoned the top button, and then the rest, until his rock-hard cock sprang up in front of her face. She pushed him back onto the couch while she pulled his jeans down to the floor so she could study that huge dick more freely.

  Chuck groaned as Ginger guided his cock into her mouth and proceeded to suck the hell out of that throbbing rod. As she sucked she motioned for Abby to join them. The couch was too narrow, so they slid to the floor, where Abby got on her knees and began licking Ginger’s butt, while Ginger went on sucking Chuck with all her considerable talent.

  Ginger told Abby to take over with Chuck, while she went to the bedroom to grab a vibrator. With a moan of anticipation, Abby hopped on top of Chuck’s primed cock. Chuck grabbed her thighs and held onto them tightly while he pushed his big wand into her hot juicy hole. Abby gasped with delight as that hard throbbing cock crammed itself up inside her.

  Ginger came out of the bedroom holding a ten-inch-long vibrator, just in time to see Abby convulsing in orgasm around Chuck’s still pumping dick. As Abby fell away from him, Ginger dropped the vibrator and climbed aboard the massive meat stick. Once it was inside her, Chuck rolled them over so he was on top of her. Ginger wrapped her legs around him and screamed louder than ever. Chuck rode her as though she was an untamed horse, harder and faster, until she howled like a banshee, coming and coming as though she would never stop. A moment later Chuck pulled out of her and shot his jism all over her stomach.

  The two girls lay sprawled on the floor in happy completion as Chuck buttoned himself up and left. “Just go on with what you were doing, girls,” he grinned at them. “I’ll tell the neighbors not to worry about the noise.”

  Abby spent the rest of the night with Ginger, who finally got to use her vibrator. After that Abby got another job, and Ginger didn’t see her any more. She often wondered how her fiancÉ would react if she told him about that night, but she never did.—K.S., Los Angeles, California

  IT’S AMAZING WHAT A LITTLE LESBIAN FANTASY CAN DO TO LIVEN UP A DYING MARRIAGE

  When my wife told me she had taken a lover, I wasn’t really surprised. Our sex life, which for years had been quite robust, had pretty much petered out. We still loved each other, but the passion was mostly a memory. I’d had a few flings on the side myself in the past few years, and Mary was probably aware of that, though I hadn’t announced my affairs, as she was doing now.

  “I see,” I said. “Well, I guess there’s no reason why you shouldn’t. Anybody I know?”

  “Actually, yes,” Mary said. “As it happens, it’s our next-door neighbor.”

  Now I was surprised. “Glen?” I said, staring at her. Glen and his wife Tina were casual friends, but I wouldn’t have thought Glen was Mary’s type.

  Mary smiled a little. “No,” she said. “It’s not Glen.”

  I was puzzled. We lived at the end of the block, so there was no house on the other side of ours; Glen and Tina were our only next-door neighbors. “But you said—”

  “It’s Tina,” Mary said.

  Now I was more than surprised. I was literally struck dumb. I just stared at her. She didn’t say anything more, and finally I said, “You’re kidding.”

  “No, I’m not.”

  “You—you’re—but—but you’re not a lesbian!” I blurted. “And neither is Tina. You’re pulling my leg.”

  “Why would I do that?” Mary said. “Look, I don’t know if I’m a lesbian or not. God knows I’ve always liked men. And I never did anything with a woman before—well, except once in college, but that was just fooling around. But Tina—well, it turns out she’s bisexual or something. And she—she kind of…”

  “What? Seduced you?”

  “Well, yes, I guess. But she didn’t have to work very hard
. You know how sexy Tina is. You’ve said so yourself.”

  “That’s different, I’m a guy, for god’s sake.”

  Mary shrugged.

  I took a minute to digest this news. “So,” I said finally, “you’ve seen Tina naked.”

  Mary grinned at me. “You’d love her body, Tim,” she said. “It’s amazing. Her breasts are just as firm as they look, and she has these really long nipples. And she shaves all her pubic hair. It’s really hot.”

  I was starting to get hard. “Tell me how it happened,” I said.

  “The first time? Well, we were sitting in her kitchen, having coffee and talking, you know, and she was telling me about how things weren’t so hot with her and Glen— you know, in bed and all…”

  “Oh, and I suppose you told her the same thing about us.”

  “Well, I guess. So anyway, at one point she just up and asked me if I’d ever thought of doing it with another woman.”

  “And you said no.”

  “Yes. Well, I said I’d tried it once in college, but that I really wasn’t that way … at least I didn’t think so.”

  “That’s what you said?”

  “Yes. So she asked me if I thought she was sexy. Well, what could I say? I said yes. So then she just stood up and kind of came around the table.”

  “And you didn’t exactly run away.”

  “I stood up too. I didn’t know what she was going to do. I felt kind of funny. She came right up close to me so her tits were touching mine. And then she kissed me. Just touching lips at first, just little touches. Then she licked my lips with her tongue. And then she really kissed me. And she put her tongue in my mouth. Oh my god, Tim, what that woman can do with that tongue! You wouldn’t believe it.”

  Now I was really hard. We were sitting in the living room, Mary on the couch, me in a chair. I shifted my position to ease the strain on my trousers. “So you kissed her back,” I said.

  “After a minute, yes. I mean, I was getting really hot, Tim. Her tits rubbing against mine, and her tongue practically in my throat, and her hands were on me, and I was—I mean, you and I hadn’t done it for I don’t know how long, and I was … well … ready.”

  “Go on,” I said. “Then what?”

  “Then she started taking my clothes off. She kept kissing me and unbuttoning and unhooking, and before I knew it she had me down to my panties.”

  “This was all in the kitchen,” I said.

  “Yes, but then we moved into the living room. We lay down on the sofa—you know that nice big sofa they have—and she kissed me again, and then she started kissing my body.”

  “Your tits?” I said. My breath was coming faster.

  “Yes, at first. Kissing them and sucking my nipples until they were really hard. Not as long as hers though. But she had them throbbing like hell. Then she moved down. God, I could feel her lips and her tongue all the way down over my tummy and right into my pussy hair. Then … well…”

  “Don’t stop now!” I said.

  “Is this turning you on?” Mary asked.

  “What do you think?” And to show her I unzipped my fly and let my pecker out. It stood straight up.

  “Me too,” Mary said. “My panties are soaked.” She reached under her skirt and pulled her panties down and off. I caught a glimpse of her smooth white thighs.

  “Keep talking,” I said. I got up and moved toward her. Mary slid off the couch onto the floor. Her skirt rucked up. She spread her legs as I got down and crouched between them.

  “She put her mouth on my pussy,” Mary said, her voice strained as I slid my cock inside her. “And she started licking me. Yes! And that damn tongue of hers seemed to reach all the way in, and—oh god, yes!—and then she started licking my clit, and I went crazy—Yes, like that, harder—and when she put a finger in my ass I started moaning, and I knew I was going to—ohh Christ ohh shit baby yesss—and I screamed—now now NOW YES NOWWWWW …”

  The next day I saw Tina in front of her house as I was coming home from work. “Hi, Tina,” I said. “Hey, Mary told me about you and her, and I think it’s great.”

  She stared at me. “What? What are you talking about?”

  “You know, about you and her making it together. You think maybe I could watch sometime?”

  Tina looked absolutely shocked, and before I could say anything else she slapped me across the face as hard as she could. Then she marched into her house and slammed the door.

  Mary had been watching out of our front window, and she was laughing as I came in the door. A terrible suspicion came over me.

  “Shit!” I said. “You made that all up, didn’t you? You did it to get me hot. To get us both hot. Right?”

  “Well it worked, didn’t it?” Mary said. “Best sex we’ve had in years.”

  “Damn!” I said. “Well yeah, it worked all right. But what are you gonna do next time?”

  “I’ll think of something,” she said.—D.D., Houston, Texas

  A CHARGED ENCOUNTER WITH THE BOSS’S WIFE RESULTS IN AN INVITE TO A WIRED PARTY

  My boyfriend and I have been invited to some very elegant parties given by his boss in his large, lavish town house. For the most part these gatherings, while very fancy, have been pretty stuffy and conventional. But at one of them I happened to have an encounter with the boss’s wife which got us an invitation to a different type of party, the kind that previously I had only fantasized about.

  Jeannette, the boss’s wife, is a stunning blonde beauty.At these parties of her husband’s I had always found it hard to stop looking at her. I would always find myself making excuses to talk to her, stroke her hair or touch her clothes—anything I could think of just to be able to get close to her body, to touch it, to feel its supple shape.

  I don’t suppose I was all that subtle, and she probably didn’t have all that much difficulty figuring out what I was thinking. Anyway, one evening when my boyfriend was off talking with his boss, his wife came over to me and led me away from the other party guests. When we were alone, Jeannette asked me, in a sultry, confidential tone, “Does Steven know that you’re into women?”

  I told her that he did know, but that I hadn’t been with a woman since college. Jeannette pushed her body up against mine, with her lips just inches away from my mouth, and said, “You and Steven should come by the house next weekend. We’re having a get-together that will be much looser than these stuffy dinner parties. Be sure to wear something really sexy, okay?”

  And with that she kissed me, briefly but purposefully, with her soft lips. Then she left and went to rejoin her husband as if nothing at all had happened!

  When I found Steven, he could tell by the look on my face that something was up. I convinced him to leave the party early so I could tell him everything that had taken place, and also so I could get his seven-inch cock in my pussy, which was already extremely wet and needy. We had talked about going to a swingers’ party, but it had never gotten beyond the talk stage. Now it appeared that we had been invited to one in his boss’s house!

  Normally I wore modest dresses to the parties we were invited to. This time, thinking about Jeannette’s request that I “wear something really sexy,” and thinking about the kiss that followed, I put on white hip boots, a white miniskirt to show off my long legs and a crop-top blouse to reveal my toned stomach. I was a little nervous how Steven’s boss and his wife would react, but I needn’t have worried. As soon as we entered the house, they both took new notice of me.

  At that point I was amazed at how calm I suddenly felt, as if I knew just what I was doing. Steven was still a bit nervous, though, until his boss helped put him at ease by assuring him that this party was totally off the record and saying that he should just relax and enjoy himself.

  Steven and I went out to the pool area, which was already buzzing with activity. The bar by the pool afforded us the clearest view of an X-rated threesome that was taking place on a couple of lounge chairs that had been pushed together. A beautiful Asian girl was sucking t
his one guy’s dick while another guy tongued her pussy. Everywhere we looked, we saw all kinds of other erotic activities going on as well.

  Steven shrugged and said we might as well join the party. He leaned me over a barstool and hiked up my skirt to reveal my firm ass and dripping-wet pussy. (I know how much he loves it when I wear skirts without any panties!) In a minute he had filled up my pussy with his rock-hard cock. Just as we were really getting into it, Jeannette came over.

  “Steven,” she said, “you better not come inside her, because I want to taste that sweet pussy first.”

  Steven pulled out of me and followed along as Jeannette led me over to one of the lounge chairs. I was self-conscious but also very excited to see people watching us. Jeannette lifted my top off and pulled my skirt down until I was standing there with nothing but my hip boots on.

  She eased my feet apart and just looked at me for a moment, which aroused me even more. As if teasing me, she stuck her finger in my pussy, then pulled it out and slid it up my body, circling my breasts. As we started kissing, I untied her halter top to expose her large, beautiful tits.

  But before I had a chance to suck on them, she pushed me gently down on the lounge chair, then got down and started licking my thighs, staring up at me as she made her way to my pussy. When her tongue touched my clit, I moaned, and when she began to eat my pussy with abandon, I felt myself churning toward what was bound to be a powerful orgasm,

  I looked over at Steven as Jeannette nibbled on my clit, and saw that he was thoroughly enjoying the sight. And that wasn’t all he was enjoying. He was having his cock sucked by the beautiful Asian girl.

  After a while Jeannette and I changed places so I could taste her sweet pussy. As soon as I pulled off her skirt and saw her well-trimmed blonde gash, I couldn’t wait to spread her legs wide and get my mouth on it. Licking her and making her juices flow was too much stimulation for me. I started to play with myself with one hand.