Quickly, he pulled the two seat cushions off the sofa bed and threw them on the floor. Moments later I was on my back with Bill crouched between my legs, his handsome face mashed against my steaming pussy, his tongue doing wondrous things on my clitoris. I squirmed on the cushions, savoring the sensations, and at the moment of truth I reached down and, clutching his head, shoved my convulsing cunt up into his face and came with a howl of pure pleasure.
His face smeared with my juices, Bill quickly got into position between my spread legs and in a single bold thrust entered me, wrenching a moan from my throat. Having him inside me was heavenly, and with my arms locked around his sturdy back and my legs hooked around his middle, I held on tight as he pounded my pussy with hard, fast thrusts. In no time I was coming again, using unladylike language to express my joy. And then Bill was letting out a growl and blasting his semen into my still-convulsing cunt.
I was exhausted, totally drained, and all I could do was lie there limply on the sofa cushions and watch Bill quickly put himself back together. “Don’t worry about the check today. We’ll send you a bill. Sorry, but I’ve got to run. See ya.” And then, blowing me a kiss, he was off, hurrying out the door. Moments later I heard the sound of the van driving away.
That night Doris came by to help me unpack. “What did you think of the guys?” she asked. “Did they do a good job?”
“I was very satisfied,” I answered with a grin.
—Name and address withheld
College Students Host Impromptu Orgy in Their Living Room
When I first started college, I knew I would have the most fun of my life, but while I figured I’d lose my virginity and have some sexcapades, nothing prepared me for what happened last weekend. Last semester, I moved into a big house off campus with four of my friends, after three years of living in the dorms. There are two other girls and two guys, and we all get along really well. So well, in fact, that there’s been some bed-hopping among us. I’ve tested out Derek, the hunky bodybuilder; Tara has slept with Scott, the nerdy literature student; while Martha has sampled both handsome men.
But on that fateful night, we got closer—a lot closer. We each headed out on Saturday to do our own thing, and I’d actually been out on a date with Derek. We went to the movies, where we’d been holding hands and groping each other as much as the public setting of the theater would allow. Needless to say, by the time we got back home, we were dying to touch each other and began to take our clothes off right on the couch. I was naked, with Derek’s head buried between my legs, his tongue doing marvelous things as it meandered along my slit. That’s when I heard the door open. I was en route to orgasm and couldn’t stop, so I called out, “Hello, don’t mind us,” to whoever was there, and went back to enjoying the sensations caused by Derek’s darting tongue.
It turned out to be our other housemates, Tara and Scott, and they seemed to take our public display of desire in stride. “You two are so naughty!” said Tara, laughing. Then I heard muffled whispers as Derek’s tongue flicked against my clit. I moaned, forgetting our audience for a moment as his oral caresses made me shudder. I reached down and tugged on his hair, urging him closer, and he dutifully plunged his tongue deep inside, adding a finger as well. Then I felt a hand on my forehead and looked up to see Tara lightly stroking me, brushing my hair back. Her cheeks were pink and she smiled down at me. “Mind a little company?” she asked, and then Scott came up behind her and lifted her in the air, pulling her away from me.
“The more the merrier,” I said, my breathing getting heavier as Derek really went to town. He planted his lips on my clit, sucking my nub mercilessly as he pushed two fingers into my sopping-wet pussy. I glanced over to see Tara unbuckling Scott’s belt, then pulling down his zipper. I’d heard them fucking once and remembered her loud moans, so I wasn’t that surprised when she unveiled his impressively large cock. I moaned at the sheer beauty of his dick, which made me want Derek’s inside me. He slurped at me for a few more minutes until I tugged him up and took off his pants.
Tara and Scott scooted closer to us, and I tossed them a pillow from the couch. “Thanks,” Tara said, then placed it under her ass as Scott prepared to fuck her. Being so close to my friends felt strange but exciting; even though we’d all heard—and heard about—each other’s sex lives, it was different to see it live. I didn’t get to watch for long because Derek flipped me over. I braced my hands on either side of the couch as he pushed me onto my knees before plunging his cock inside me. Doggie-style has always been a favorite of mine, and my pussy felt even tighter than usual. I peeked to the side to see Tara’s legs high up in the air as Scott plowed into her. Derek squeezed my butt cheeks as his cock slowly but forcefully eased in and out of my pussy. He began rotating his cock in a circle, and I buried my head into the couch cushion as I rocked my hips back against him.
I heard Tara’s shouts of pleasure as Scott made her come. “You know you can’t get enough of my cock, Tara,” he said, and hearing his dirty words directed at my friend made me shiver, too. I slammed back against Derek, wanting to feel him as deep inside me as possible.
Tara’s shouts finally subsided, and I opened my eyes again to see Scott pull out of her and then climb on top of her so he could fuck her face—that’s really the only way to describe how her mouth opened and he slid his fat, shiny-wet cock right in between her parted lips. This time, her moan was muffled by his dick overtaking her mouth, but she seemed more than delighted to suck on him. Her hands went up to his hips to guide him along. The sight was riveting, even as Derek lifted a hand to smack my ass while he plowed into me. I caught Tara’s eye as Scott pulled out and began beating off against her lips. I could already picture his hot cream erupting all over her face, and that image made me moan. This time, I didn’t bother holding in the noise—certainly not after what I’d just seen.
When the door opened once again as we were all in the absolute throes of ecstasy, I wasn’t nervous. Look how much fun having company during sex was turning out to be! I expected the newcomers to be Martha and a date, but it turned out to be Martha and her friend Jen. Both girls seemed a bit startled by the sight in front of them, but when they made for the stairs, Tara pushed Scott’s cock out of her mouth long enough to yell to them. “You can stay in here with us if you want.”
The two girls tentatively made their way into the living room. Even though they seemed shy, there was a look on Jen’s face that told me she was more than a little curious about our orgy. Tara must’ve picked up on it, too, because she patted the floor next to her and Scott. “You can help me, if you want,” she told them, and with a glance of confirmation at Martha, Jen nodded. Tara sat up and pushed Scott onto his back, then beckoned Jen over with a curled finger. The pretty, dark-haired girl crawled over, and Tara guided her mouth toward Scott’s bobbing cock. With her hand on the back of Jen’s neck, Tara got her happily sucking away. All this time, Derek had been fucking me, but then he pulled out.
When I whimpered in protest, he lay down on top of me and whispered in my ear. “Let’s show them what we can do.” I didn’t know exactly what he meant, but the whole situation was overwhelmingly arousing, so I agreed. This time, I got on top, and we both looked on as Martha got over her nerves and hopped onto Scott’s face. Tara took charge of Scott’s nipples, and the three-girl pile-on writhed against our lucky housemate, all intent on making him come. Tara had told me how much Scott loves to eat pussy, so Martha’s creamy cunt pushing down against his mouth was probably a dream come true for him. I swiveled around, enjoying being on top of Derek, then I leaned backward, feeling his rock-hard cock throbbing inside me as I moved around.
Meanwhile, Jen was gulping down Scott’s shaft like she simply couldn’t get enough. The four of them were moving in sync somehow, their actions as coordinated as if they’d all been fuck buddies for years. Their natural enthusiasm was infectious, and I smiled at Derek as I played with my clit. I leaned down and kissed him, moving slowly as our tongues connected. “We sta
rted all of this, you know,” he said, his lips moving toward my neck. Having him breathe on me there was enough to make my pussy contort in pleasure, which he quickly picked up on. “I always had a feeling you were a wild girl,” he said, his teeth nipping at my neck, while all I could do was slam my pussy down hard against him. I felt his dick pressing against my cervix, coaxing me closer to orgasm.
“There,” I said, and he took my hips and thrust me back against him. For that one explosive moment, I forgot about the group fucking next to us—all I could focus on was his dick pressing against my core, and I shook in his hands as my climax worked its way through my body. He lifted me up and down a few more times until he released his own load deep inside me. We were both flushed and sweaty when we were done, and I curled into his arms as we watched our friends’ energetic finish.
“That’s right, you horny girls who pretended to be all shy and uncertain when you walked in—you know you want Scott as much as I do,” said Tara as she put one hand on Martha’s shoulder, pushing her down against Scott’s mouth while her other hand rested on Jen’s head—though the girl didn’t need any encouragement as she slobbered all over Scott’s cock, twisting this way and that, taking his entire length and holding him there as she deep-throated him. Soon, though, the quadruple passion was too much for them, and Scott’s grunts could be heard even though Martha’s pussy muffled them.
Jen took her lips off him long enough to say, “I want to taste your come,” then took the head between her lips again. She got her wish, and I watched as her cheeks pulled in as she swallowed down his large load. When she’d consumed every drop, she eased his cock out and wiped the corners of her mouth, then turned around and grinned at her audience. Derek and I applauded her stellar performance, and she moved toward us, leaning her head against my chest while Derek cradled me in his arms. Together, we watched Tara sweetly torment her man’s nipples while Scott used his mouth as Martha’s pussy-licking machine. If a woman can be said to fuck a guy’s mouth with her cunt, that’s exactly what Martha was doing. Every once in a while she rose up to let him take a deep breath, then went back down to smother his mouth and nose with her juicy pussy. And he loved every minute of it.
“Aarrggh,” we finally heard her cry out, so loudly that even Tara backed off and joined the three of us onlookers as Martha erupted all over Scott’s face. He tried diligently to swallow all her output, but even his fast-moving mouth wasn’t a match for her pussy fountain. When she’d finally stopped gushing, she climbed off him, and Tara, quick as a flash, moved in to give a sloppy kiss.
All in all, it was one of the most memorable nights of my young life, and I learned much more than I have in any of my classroom lectures about my own desire to watch and show off. Now, I can safely say that my college years are the best time of my life—so far, that is!
—Ms. D.H., Berkeley, California
Man Bares Erotic Soul in Torrid Love Letter to His Girlfriend
I have been carrying on a long-term affair with a splendid woman who lives half a continent away, in a large eastern city. She owns her own business, and I am a tenured professor at a local university. As a result, our relationship has several torrid meetings a year, interspersed with a lot of fantasies shared by telephone and letter. Mine get especially detailed as the weeks since I have seen Gloria stretch on and on. Like this one I recorded for her in my last letter:
I walked through your door, and our lips met in a passionate kiss. My arms wrapped around the small of your back as my tongue explored your mouth. I kissed your neck and gently bit your ear as I took one of your breasts in my hand and slowly fondled it, making my way to its delicious center—an erect nipple. Then its twin became the object of my attention, before I removed your blouse to see the path my mouth would trace. Slowly I encircled each nipple with my tongue and bit it gently, just the way you like. The sultry sweetness of your scent and your escalating groans increased my ardor.
My hand slid down to your perfectly rounded ass, squeezing your cheeks as I continued to suckle your breasts. My other hand explored the dark, moist place between your legs, stroking and probing as you rubbed harder against me. Your hands unzipped my fly and pulled out my cock, rubbing me in the familiar way that drives me wild. I struggled mightily to shed my pants, eager to feel our naked bodies touch and mingle.
I worked my way down your body, kissing, nibbling, pausing at your breasts again, but desperate to taste you. The scent of your arousal wafted up to me, and I all but tore off your shorts and panties, eager for my prize. Your perfectly trimmed tangle of pussy hair inspired a jerk of my big, hard cock, and I envisioned it sliding in and out of you. First, however, I bent to enjoy your exquisite taste.
My tongue circled around, zeroing in on the cleft of your pussy. I blew softly on your lips, my tongue beginning to savor your nectar. My orbit became elliptical, closing in to pounce on your throbbing clit. Your moans of pleasure grew in volume as my tongue touched that tiny source of so much pleasure. You arched your back, your hands firmly clasped around my head. I held on to your thighs firmly, guiding you closer.
As I licked your pussy, I slid my middle finger deep inside you as a small preview of coming delights. My tongue moved faster on your clit, eliciting even louder groans as your orgasm neared. Finally I felt you jerking spasmodically against my face, your pussy grabbing my finger as you cried out in delight.
Panting, you lowered your beautiful face to my damp lips and gave me a deep, thoughtful kiss before sinking down to take my cock. Your tongue and teeth grazed my nipples and followed a familiar path down across my stomach. My whole body was quivering by the time you reached my cock, convulsing as you lapped up the preliminary wetness there.
Your exquisite tongue then licked along my whole shaft as your hands stroked my balls. I would not be able to take too much of this treatment, I knew, but I struggled valiantly to make it last as long as possible. Your tongue traced my cockhead, and before I could gasp my pleasure, your mouth descended to engulf me in its firm, hot wetness. I held your head in both hands, more to steady myself than to guide your expert sucking. As you increased your tempo, I began to move uncontrollably. You could sense the buildup in my balls, and your head bobbed faster, sucking harder. Your mouth tightened, and I could hold back no longer, shouting the intensity of my orgasm as long strings of thick white come shot into your pretty mouth. You swallowed every drop and licked my still-hard cock clean for the fucking you deserved.
With one firm motion, I lifted you up in the air so that our mouths could meet again. Then I rolled you onto the carpet and positioned myself between your legs. I rubbed my hard cock along your slit, teasing you with it until you begged for me to enter you. Slowly, as you wiggled beneath me, I shoved my cock inch by inch into your swollen pussy, loving its tight grasp. I pulled almost all the way out before slamming my shaft back in to the root, repeating this over and over, giving you every inch of my lust.
Your hips moved to meet mine, perfectly synchronized to my thrusts, our pace increasing and our moans muffled by wild kisses. Your pussy grabbed me tighter, and I lowered my face to your nipples, biting and sucking to bring you over the edge. Your legs wrapped around my waist, and I pounded you with all my might. My pinky invaded your tight little asshole, moving in tandem with my cock. A tremendous orgasm unleashed a series of unbelievably wild convulsions in you that brought my pleasure to the breaking point, and a wave of my come inundated your womb.
Exhausted, we lay together for a moment in blissful satisfaction until I found the strength to carry you to the waterbed and tuck you in beside me. Holding you close in my arms, I whispered sweet nothings in your ear until we both drifted off in satisfied slumber.
Return mail brought Gloria’s reply, which I am happy to report was very enthusiastic. And she added some inventive details I had been too single-minded to think of, but which will become the stuff of even more gloriously anticipatory fantasies until we meet again. Perhaps I’ll share them with Penthouse Variations’ read
ers.
—Mr. G.Y., Socorro, New Mexico
From Curious Virgin to Marriage Partner—a Gay Male’s Journey to Sexual Awakening
I can still remember my first blowjob even though it happened many years ago when I was in graduate school. Although I had dated a little, I was never that comfortable around women, so I didn’t have much of a sex life. In a word, I was a virgin.
Then one day I was in a men’s clothing store near the university, looking for a suit to wear to graduation, which was a few weeks off. I walked among the racks, fingering gray flannel and blue serge, when the clerk approached me and asked if I would like to try something on. He was about ten years older than I was, with closely cropped hair that was beginning to gray and a friendly smile. He seemed nice, so I asked him for some help.
He told me his name was Kevin, then picked out several suits and brought them to the dressing room for me. I tried on the first suit and came out to model it for him. He looked me over and said it looked all right, but suggested I try another. When I came back out he patted me on the back and said that I’d found my suit. When he touched me, I felt a stiffening between my legs that surprised me, but I ignored it and hoped that Kevin hadn’t noticed.
As I was taking off the second suit, Kevin came to the curtain and said he had something to go along with it, and asked if he could come in with me. I figured why not, but when he came in I noticed that his hands were empty. I must have looked confused, because Kevin quickly began to speak.
“I hope I’m not being too forward,” he began, “but I get the feeling that you could use some help with more than that suit. You’re not very experienced, are you?” Kevin made me feel comfortable so I shook my head and blushed, realizing that my cock was throbbing harder than before, straining at the fly of the new trousers. Glancing at my prominent bulge, Kevin put his arms around my shoulders, and then pulled me toward him, kissing me. It was awkward at first, his five o’clock shadow scraping against my cheek, and then I remembered that the store was still open and anyone could walk in. As I started to pull away Kevin must have realized my fear, because he whispered, “Don’t worry, I’ve locked the shop.” So I tentatively put my arms around his waist and returned the kiss, eventually opening his mouth to suck on his tongue. I could feel his erection pressing against my thigh, and soon he pulled away from my grasp. Since I was just getting into this I asked him not to stop, but he promised that he had something I’d enjoy even more.
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