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Contents
Copyright Page
Introduction to Letters to Penthouse XXXIV
Where to Find a Young Stud to Service Her the Way They Both Craved?
They Set Out to Procure Heavier Equipment Than He Could Provide
First His Friend’s Wife Lost Her Top on His Harley, and Then . . .
What Could Be More Romantic Than Fun in the Great Outdoors?
You’re Feeling Really Relaxed—The Tension Is Just Melting Away
What Except Romance Would You Expect in a Mountain Cabin?
Facing a Long Car Ride, What Can You Do to Pass the Time?
When He Can’t Find a Hooker for a Client, His Wife Agrees to Step In
When a Gal Is Used to a Big Dick, It’s Not Easy for Her to Settle for Less
This Virgin’s Birthday Bash Turns Into One Wild Gang Bang Party
It Turns Her on When He Films Her Naked. Who Else Might See Her?
Have You Ever Played Twister? Ever Played It Naked? With Oil?
Our Readers Helped Ease Her Misgivings About Fooling Around
When His Wife Asked if He Was Satisfied, What Could He Do but Lie?
Why, He Wondered, Did His Wife Tell Him to Call Before Coming Home?
He and His Two Friends Jump Off a Cliff and Right Onto His Sexy Wife
His Friend Saw the Nude Pictures of His Wife, and Then Took Some Himself
She Would Act Out His Fantasy Even if She Had to Tie Him Up to Do It
When a CPA Marries a Stripper It’s a Match Made in Heaven
She Had Posed Nude Before, but Now Her Body Was Even Better
She Wanted to Make It With Other Men, but She Needed a Little Push
This Big Black Man Spoke Her Language in More Ways Than One
In the End, She’s Happy Her Cheating Husband Stepped Out on Her
After She Did the Men a Big Favor, They Found Ways to Pay Her Back
How She Combined Her Desire to Get Pregnant With Her Stripping Skills
His Wife Always Wanted More, and Bigger.And She Got It
Two Nirvana Fans Meet and Make Some Music of Their Own
He Just Wanted to See What She Wore, but He Saw a Lot More
Just ’Cause the Lights Go Out Doesn’t Mean They Can’t Get It Done
Smart Coaching Can Turn a Sex-Deprived Woman Into a Tigress
In a Dark, Smoky Bar, With Music Pounding, She Nails Her Quarry
When the Teacher’s a “Total Hottie,” You Can Expect Some Real Heat
A New Neighbor Turned Her From Prude to Promiscuous
She Loved to Show Off, but She’d Never Gone This Far
According to Her, She Never Met a Man She Didn’t Lay
Sometimes the Real Excitement Isn’t at the Party, but Afterward
She Brings Back Tales of Seduction—And Loads for Him to Share
The College Boyfriend Had Lots to Be Arrogant About—And Still Does!
She Saw Him Checking Her Out, So She Gave Him a Real Good Show
Prescription for a Low Sex Drive: Take One Large Black Man . . .
She Wanted a Go-Go Boy for a Present, But She Got Five of Them
A Stranger at a Nudist Colony Offered Her a Massage. She Said Yes
When the Men Get Tired, These Girls Are Just Getting Started
When Your Wife Is Cheating, Don’t You “Always Just Know”?
He Was Dreading a Grim Talk. Instead They Had a Bit of an Orgy
A Bet Is a Bet, and His Wife Is Damn Glad She Lost This One
He Was Only a Gardener, but She Liked the Size of His Tool
From Nude Pool to Piano Bar to Hotel Room, Lust Lives On
A Former Student Gets to Show His Onetime Teacher a Thing or Two
His Wife Wanted to Play the Whore, So They Tried a Test Run
They Had Only Had Phone Sex, but This Was Real—Or Was It?
He Could Never Be Sure of Her, Even When She Returned His Desire
THEY LIKE IT HOT, THEY WANT IT NOW
Whether seducing the gardener with hubby watching, or transforming a mountain cabin into a sex de… tricks on a dare, or kicking up a game of Twister with a bottle of baby oil… stepping up to the camera as a nude model, or burning up the lines with spontaneous phone sex, these are the women who can’t say no. And in the pages of this exciting, all-new edition of Letters to Penthouse, you’ll say yes to each and every one of them.
OTHER BOOKS IN THE SERIES
Erotica from Penthouse
More Erotica from Penthouse
Erotica from Penthouse III
Letters to Penthouse I
Letters to Penthouse II
Letters to Penthouse III
Letters to Penthouse IV
Letters to Penthouse V
Letters to Penthouse VI
Letters to Penthouse VII
Letters to Penthouse VIII
Letters to Penthouse IX
Letters to Penthouse X
Letters to Penthouse XI
Letters to Penthouse XII
Letters to Penthouse XIII
Letters to Penthouse XIV
Letters to Penthouse XV
Letters to Penthouse XVI
Letters to Penthouse XVII
Letters to Penthouse XVIII
Letters to Penthouse XIX
Letters to Penthouse XX
Letters to Penthouse XXI
Letters to Penthouse XXII
Letters to Penthouse XXIII
Letters to Penthouse XXIV
Letters to Penthouse XXV
Letters to Penthouse XXVI
Letters to Penthouse XXVII
Letters to Penthouse XXVIII
Letters to Penthouse XXIX
Letters to Penthouse XXX
Letters to Penthouse XXXI
Letters to Penthouse XXXII
Letters to Penthouse XXXIII
Penthouse Uncensored I
Penthouse Uncensored II
Penthouse Uncensored III
Penthouse Uncensored IV
Penthouse Uncensored V
Penthouse Variations
26 Nights: A Sexual Adventure
Penthouse: Naughty by Nature
Penthouse: Between the Sheets
Penthouse Erotic Video Guide
Introduction to Letters to Penthouse XXXIV
Wild, provocative, and dangerously naughty are some ways in which to describe the femmes fatales you’ll meet on the steamy pages ahead of you. Sex-driven, horny, and hot as hell are a few others. But this is the way you like ’em, right? Powerful, lusty ladies who see what they want and aren’t afraid to go for it. Especially when it’s a sex partner to tear up the sheets with—boy, girl, both, many, it doesn’t matter. What does matter, though, is that they get what they came for. And what’s that, you might ask? A great fucking time! And we do mean fucking! Oh wait, did I give you the impression that sheets are the only things these vixens tear up? Well, rest as
sured there’s a whole lotta tearin’ up in store for you. So why not start a little tearin’ of your own—like through these pages! But I warn you, once you start, you won’t be able to stop.
Always my pleasure,
Kathy Cavanaugh
Senior Managing Editor
Penthouse Letters
Where to Find a Young Stud to Service Her the Way They Both Craved?
For some time now, my all-time favorite fantasy has been to watch my sexy but shy wife being fucked by another guy. This certainly wasn’t always the case. I remember when the very notion would have seemed utterly bizarre to me. But somehow after we had been married for several years, the idea started to appeal to me.
Bonnie is a sexy, petite blonde with a stunning body. She still looks about 30, even though she’s in her early 40s now. But even once the idea of watching her get fucked by another man took hold in my head, I found it difficult to bring the subject up. In time I did get up the courage to share my fantasy, but I was promptly reminded of why I had been so reluctant. Bonnie seemed both shocked and, perhaps worse, disappointed. I dropped the subject quickly. But after that I looked for other opportunities to keep the idea alive, however dimly.
As I had hoped, over time she came to realize that the reason the idea appealed to me wasn’t that I didn’t love her but that I loved her so much. Gradually she became more comfortable with the whole idea, and eventually she agreed that if the right opportunity were to arise, she would be willing to consider doing it!
In my fantasies, my preference had always leaned toward watching Bonnie do it with a young guy, an inexperienced yet deserving 18- or 19-year-old. I liked the idea of a good “compassion fuck”—you know, letting some young virgin or anonymous stranger that would typically have no chance of getting into your wife’s panties enjoy the unexpected thrill of giving her a good fucking.
I felt sure that if I could find the right deserving young man and set up a safe situation, we would all be in for a real treat. I just had to arrange the perfect opportunity for this to happen! Oh, and then I had to arrange it all without being pushy about it or otherwise turning Bonnie off.
In time, I came up with what I in all modesty had to consider a brilliant idea!
Every summer we participate in a big outdoor party put on collectively by all our friends in our neighborhood. Tents are set up in the backyards, and there’s always a lot of partying and drinking across the entire neighborhood until all hours of the night. There always seem to be a lot of young guys, most of them looking for some hot action. You know that they’re seriously horny just by their age! They have little hope of actually scoring, though, since most of the guests, after all, are the people from our neighborhood. Bearing in mind that we would know most of the people at the party, I knew I would have to be careful about even suggesting the possibility of some kind of hookup to my wife. Meanwhile I still had to figure out how it would be possible to fulfill my fantasy without the risk of all of our neighbors finding out.
So now the party was already in full swing, and I still hadn’t said anything to Bonnie about what I hoped might happen today. Also, I still didn’t know how to go about making it happen.
And then I saw Anthony!
I’d never seen him around the neighborhood, and he looked perfect for our purposes! He’d parked in one of the yards near our house. He was 19, I would learn, and seemed like a nice kid, really good-looking but in an unflashy way, shy and polite, exactly what I’d been hoping for! I knew immediately he was an excellent choice for this fantasy.
However, now that I had a suitable candidate, I still had to figure out how to actually arrange it. All I could think of was maybe to get Bonnie drunk enough so I might dare suggest to her that she seduce the fine-looking young man.
Sure enough, at one point in the evening I did find an opportunity to point Anthony out to Bonnie. As tactfully as I could, I sketched out what I had in mind. She didn’t reject the idea out of hand, but she didn’t show any favorable reaction either.
I waited awhile. Finally, making sure no one else was within hearing range, I told Bonnie that if she wanted to flirt with the young man, I thought it would be fun. I figured even if she was unsuccessful at seducing him, it might be fun to watch her get his hormones going and get his hopes up. To my enormous delight, she said she’d see if an appropriate opportunity arose.
Bonnie indicated that she also had reservations about actually doing anything. We were both worried that it might get back to the people we knew at the party. We agreed that if something happened, it would have to be on the sly. Since in addition we didn’t have any condoms, we agreed that she would have to be comfortable that Anthony (or whoever) was safe enough for her to fuck not just with total discretion but without any “protection.”
Later in the evening, after the majority of the people had cleared out, I saw Bonnie talking to Anthony over by the fire. I was delighted to see by her body language that she was flirting with him, and I could only hope that in his youthful eagerness he wouldn’t say anything stupid to ruin his chances. I kept watch from afar until she walked away. Then, watching the way the young man eyed her as she walked away, I knew that he was interested.
I motioned to Bonnie for her to meet me around the house to let me know what was going on. Once we got there, she said that Anthony was a perfect choice. She was convinced that he was a virgin, and I reflected that that meant she was more likely to let him fuck her without a condom.
She added that even though she was nervous as hell, this might be our one opportunity to live out this fantasy. She said she was willing to give it a try if I was up for it. But she also said that there would have to be no regrets, whether it happened or it didn’t. I agreed entirely, and without hesitation encouraged her to proceed. She said it would probably be best if she just led Anthony to believe he was catching her in an alcohol-induced moment of weakness. She had already told him she was married but had said she had no idea where her husband was.
That’s why she’d excused herself briefly at the fire. She said she was going to find me and “check in,” and she’d be back in a while.
I was so turned on that I was shaking. To my surprise and delight, Bonnie now seemed to take charge! She led me around several houses and through a yard, and we picked what looked like a good place—a good place both for her to take him and for me to watch. She was definitely a little tipsy at this point. I kissed her deeply before she headed back to the fire. Then I waited quietly in unbearable anticipation, praying that she would show up with the young man. The 20 minutes it took before she returned seemed like an eternity. But when I saw her leading him to the spot we had picked out, I knew that my fantasy might really happen!
I couldn’t hear their conversation, but I could see that they were getting closer and closer, and also quieter and quieter. It didn’t take long, and even though I couldn’t make out the conversation, I could tell when the sounds of conversation had stopped. I knew that meant that it was time for the show to begin.
Initially, they just kissed and hung all over each other. In the darkness I was just barely able to make out Bonnie’s tan lines, so I knew her shirt was up and her breasts exposed. Anthony’s hands were roaming all over her sexy body as the two of them made out like teenage lovers. Then she leaned back against a tree, and I could tell that he was sucking on her nipples, switching back and forth between her beautiful breasts.
Then I saw the familiar flash of Bonnie’s silky white panties, and I knew Anthony had his hands under her skirt. At some point she got down on her knees and started manipulating his shorts. While looking around nervously, he ran his fingers through her long hair and put one of his hands up against the tree.
I couldn’t make out much detail, but I knew my wife was bobbing her head as Anthony thrust his hips gently back and forth, still looking around to see that they weren’t seen.
I couldn’t believe my fantasy was really happening!
I was stunned to see that my shy wife w
as so prepared to suck another guy’s cock, but there she was—and she sure looked like she was doing a hell of a job. The kid fucked her mouth for a minute or two, and I started to think that Bonnie had decided just to give him a good blowjob. I figured she just didn’t feel comfortable enough with him to be as intimate with him as to fuck without protection.
Part of me really wanted to see Anthony come in Bonnie’s mouth, but a bigger part of me wanted to see him come deep inside her belly. After several minutes, she stopped sucking him and stood up. I couldn’t tell if he had blown his load down her throat or if she was going to take it to the next level. But when she leaned up against a tree and lifted her skirt, I knew what was coming next!
Anthony slipped Bonnie’s silky white panties down to her knees, then got on his knees and buried his face in her crotch, kissing and licking her trimmed pussy from top to bottom. Given his youth, I was surprised that he found just the soft, steady rhythm she prefers.
Within minutes her knees were buckling. He paused briefly to keep her from falling, then licked her clean. I could just about see the outline of her pussy lips as he spread them with every swipe of his tongue.
Anthony stood up and dropped his pants around his ankles, fully exposing his hard cock. Bonnie wasted no time working it into her—slowly at first, until it looked like he was all the way in her. They rocked together up against the tree for several minutes, during which he got into a good rhythm and brought her to climax again. He kissed her deeply as she came, perhaps to keep her quiet!
I was wondering if the kid had blown his wad inside Bonnie—until I saw her turn around and face the tree, put both hands up against the trunk, and stick her ass out toward him. He took another look around, lifted her skirt over her waist, and then worked himself into her from behind.
His hands were clasping her hips, presumably for stability, as he wrapped his legs around the outside of her thighs. He thrust himself into her in a rhythmic upward motion, fucking her hard for a minute or two before she came again. He stopped and balanced himself, then stood entirely still. His muffled groans told me he had just unleashed his youthful seed inside my wife.
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