Letters to Penthouse XXXIV

by Penthouse International

  When she saw my hard cock she smiled and told me how much she loved being my wife. She walked up to me and gave me a hot kiss, saying that she wanted to give me a great show tonight. I put my hand up under her short skirt, rubbing her bare bum and her shaved crotch, but she pulled away from me, kissing me again and telling me to save it for later.

  Phil and his friend Adam showed up on time, and Rachel ran to open the door for them as I went through our CDs, looking for some hot music to put on. It made me rock-hard to know that her new lover was now in our house, and would soon be playing with my wife’s boobs, her dripping pussy and hot ass.

  When Rachel ushered the guys in I could see that she was already glowing with lust. Phil introduced me to his friend Adam, and I discovered how big he indeed was. He filled the recliner when he sat down in it.

  At first it was a bit awkward, making conversation with this massive black guy who was about to fuck my cute little bubbly blonde sexpot of a wife right in front of me. That is, until he pulled out a big joint and fired it up. The three of us were soon talking like old friends about what a hot slut my wife was. Rachel was in the kitchen making some drinks, and when she came in with them she asked what we were talking about. We just grinned, sitting there all stoned and horny.

  Rachel looked really delicious with her big hard nipples pushing out against her nearly transparent top. She handed around the drinks, and when she got to Phil he whispered something in her ear. Rachel smiled, put the drink tray down, and bounced over to Adam, leaning over him and giving him a big kiss while rubbing his crotch. She then looked over at me with a naughty grin as she climbed up into the lap of her new lover.

  Phil and I passed the rest of the burning joint back and forth as we watched the action on the recliner. My hot wife soon had Adam’s pants open, rubbing her hand up and down along his big black baseball bat. By the time the roach was finished Rachel had unbuttoned her new lover’s shirt and was running her pouting red lips all over his huge dark chest. She looked over at me again and winked as she took his semihard tool into her hungry mouth.

  As Rachel wriggled around, trying to get more comfortable, I suggested that we all adjourn to the bedroom. That met with general approval, and we all got up and moved, with my horny wife leading the way.

  When we got there Rachel quickly took off the few clothes she was wearing, and Phil and Adam stripped down also, their semihard black hoses bouncing in front of them. Rachel then crawled seductively into the middle of the king-size bed as the two studs hastened to join her. I sat down in a chair a few feet away, eagerly watching as my wife entertained these two well-hung black guys. After a few minutes they took no notice of me. I sipped my drink and slowly stroked my throbbing cock, trying hard not to come.

  Phil’s cock, of course, was massive in comparison to mine, and before this night I’d gotten to watch my sex-hungry wife enjoy it many times. Adam’s cock, however, was unbelievable, and looked like it belonged on a horse. Rachel couldn’t wait to taste that monstrous dick again. She started sucking on the big fat head of it while Phil finger-fucked her very wet pussy, probing her willing asshole with his thumb at the same time.

  Rachel was soon moaning around Adam’s huge cockhead, but she hadn’t gotten him completely hard yet. At this point Phil got up behind her and went to work plowing away doggie-style at her slurping gash. She rocked back and forth on his foot-long serpent with her lips still wrapped around Adam’s cock, sucking and licking it with her eyes half closed as she responded to Phil’s powerful strokes. The porn show got better and better as my wife sucked on that massive chocolate pole while a 12-inch battering ram pounded away at her pussy.

  This went on for some time, Phil going at my wife like a jackhammer while she cooed with lust around Adam’s rapidly hardening tool, occasionally drawing her mouth away to rub that giant dick lovingly over her face, smearing herself with his precome. But finally it became obvious that both she and Phil were on the verge of coming. Rachel threw her head back and shrieked like an animal as she exploded in a wild orgasm. A moment later Phil came with a loud grunt, pumping load after load of come into my wife’s cunt for what seemed like an eternity. When he finally finished, he told Adam with a grin that his creamy seed should lubricate Rachel’s pussy for him real good.

  As Phil pulled his foot-long dong out of my wife’s clutching cunt with a loud slurp, I could see the fresh spunk oozing out of her. I’ll never forget the horny look on Rachel’s face as she rolled onto her back, ready now for Adam to fuck her. Looking right at me, she spread her legs wide to give me a better view of her hot pussy, smiling with lustful bliss as globs of creamy love honey dripped from her happy twat.

  She opened her arms as well as her legs to Adam as he positioned himself above her. “Fuck my pussy good,” she begged him breathlessly. “Give me all of that cock, baby, don’t hold back. Fuck me, fuck me hard!”

  Adam completely covered Rachel with his big body as he got on top of her. He put her legs over his shoulders, and as he probed at her pussy Phil brought his wet cock up to her face. I watched my wife lick that messy thing clean as she whimpered with desire and anticipation.

  Even with her pussy as wet and slippery as it was, I was surprised to see that Adam seemed to have a problem working his big tool into my wife’s creamy cavern. From where I sat I couldn’t actually see the action, but I knew that he had managed to bury that thing deep inside her when she stopped sucking Phil’s rapidly rising snake to let out a sharp cry of pleasure, followed by breathless moans as she panted out how she loved feeling that big cock work its way into her pussy.

  Adam now started fucking my very happy wife with long slow strokes. “Yes!” she yelled out, “Yes, oh, god yes, YES! That’s it, Fuck me hard with that big thing, oh, Jesus, fuck me, fuck me deeper, DEEPER!” Adam happily complied, and soon he and Rachel had worked themselves into a wicked rhythm. She then went back to sucking on Phil’s thing in earnest, while thrusting her hips up to meet Adam’s cock as he drove it into her.

  Adam seemed to have great control. He didn’t appear to be even close to coming as he finally pulled out of her and lay down on his back. By this time Rachel was overcome with lust and wanton desire, her eyes half closed, her lips pulled back as she snarled in angry passion, panting like a wild animal in heat. I could see her pussy gaping open as she climbed over him, oozing foamy white liquid. His black baseball bat was slick and wet as she took hold of it with both hands, rubbing it all around her crotch. Then she worked it into position, and with several deep grunts she impaled herself onto that throbbing black cock, forcing herself down onto it, taking that big tool deeper and deeper into her voracious pussy. Finally, with a wanton scream of joy mixed with pride, my hot wife worked the whole damn thing inside herself, and a moment later she burst into a powerful orgasm.

  I couldn’t hold back anymore. I stroked my dick harder as I watched Rachel’s red pussy lips spasming around the base of Adam’s dark dong, and then I came myself, practically blowing my load across the room. My sex-crazed wife had several quick orgasms in a row, rocking back and forth with that massive 14-inch dick all the way inside her. She gurgled with lust as she ground her hard clit into her new lover’s pubic hair.

  Adam wouldn’t let her stop there. He put his hands on her waist, lifted her body slightly, and then let her fall back onto his cock with a loud squeal of pleasure. He did this several times, until Rachel started moving on her own, bouncing up and down on his slick shaft with deep lustful grunts. Soon she was riding him like a cowgirl, hard and fast, her body writhing and twisting around his gigantic pole until she came again.

  All three of them were totally ignoring me now. Rachel stayed as she was, impaled on Adam’s cock, as she went back to sucking on Phil’s hard prick as if her life depended on it. She stopped only when Adam pulled her down against him, reaching back for her ass and spreading her butt cheeks apart to reveal the little rosebud of her anus. My spent cock began to harden again as Phil got behind her and prepared to fuck my
horny wife in the butt, with Adam’s huge cock still buried deep inside her creamy cunt.

  Watching the two of them fuck my wife at the same time was better than watching any porn film I’d ever seen. They fucked her that way until she was screaming with ecstasy, and after that they continued to fuck her in every way they knew, with her enthusiastic participation, until one in the morning, when they finally decided they had had enough, and left my still-horny wife for me to play with.

  Before the front door had closed I was climbing onto the damp sheets next to Rachel, who was covered in sweat and sticky love sauce. I cuddled up next to her, holding her tightly in my arms, amazed at the passion she still showed as she wiggled around, rubbing her hot wet crotch into my leg. Then she started licking my ear, purring with lust as she told me how much she wanted to suck my cock and eat my come.

  I couldn’t believe that Rachel still wanted to fuck and suck after all she had been through, but she did, and she proved it to me on and off through the rest of the night. She finally fell asleep when the sun came up, and didn’t wake up until that evening, when her two lovers came to take her to a party. That party lasted several days, and when she finally got home she told me every detail of what she had done as we enjoyed another wild night of sex.

  Now Adam and Phil drop by our place unannounced all the time. They hang out, drink a few beers, and smoke some weed, but mostly they spend the time fucking my wife, separately or together. Or they take her out to a party or to meet some of their friends, and sometimes she doesn’t come back for a week or more. But she always fucks my brains out when she finally shows up. She loves to tell me about her adventures as I lick out her creamy cunt, usually still redolent of semen from the guys she has fucked. It makes me so hot that I am ready to screw her all night long— almost as ready as she is.

  I know a lot of people will not understand how I can put up with my wife being such a tramp, but all I can say is that it has revitalized our once-failing marriage, made us both lusty as hell, and given us more happiness than we have ever known. So as far as I’m concerned she can keep on doing it forever.

  —A.D., Jersey City, New Jersey

  Two Nirvana Fans Meet and Make Some Music of Their Own

  Last Saturday night my wife Pauline and I were sitting home alone, our kids having made plans with their friends, so Pauline suggested we go out and hit the local bars. As we live in a very small town, there were only two bars to choose from. We started at the quieter of the two, so we could have a peaceful drink and play some darts. After a couple of rounds we were in more of a party mood, so we decided to head for the other bar, which generally has more people and some music.

  As we had only decided to go out at the last minute, Pauline had just thrown on a pair of jeans, heels, and an old Nirvana tank top. Now my wife is a woman in her 40’s, blonde and pretty, with a killer body. As we arrived at the second bar I suggested to her that the tank top she was wearing really was not intended to be worn with a bra. Pauline grinned at me, then quickly pulled off her top, removed her bra, and slipped the top back on before getting out of the car.

  The music in the bar was loud and the crowd kind of young, but we found ourselves a table and ordered some drinks. Occasionally Pauline would wander out on the dance floor and dance with no one in particular, and all in all we were having a pretty good time.

  We were sitting there watching the dancers when a tall, good-looking man came up to our table and introduced himself as Milt. He was closer to our age than most of the people there and seemed very pleasant. He said that he had noticed Pauline’s tank top, and since he had been to a Nirvana concert with his ex-wife some years ago, it brought back a lot of memories.

  We sat and talked for a few minutes about old bands, and then about other things. Milt told us he was a musician and just in town for the night, having played a gig nearby. As the conversation progressed and the liquor flowed, he began to make remarks about how hot my wife was, and what a lucky guy I was to have such a sexy woman. He also took every opportunity to rub up against her, brushing the back of his hand across her nipple on more than one occasion. Pauline didn’t seem to mind, so I didn’t say anything either.

  When it got close to closing time, Milt told us that he was staying at the hotel across the street from the bar and invited us to his room for a nightcap. Pauline and I looked at each other, and I could see the willingness in her eyes, so I accepted for both of us.

  In the hotel room, Pauline sat on the bed and Milt sat down next to her, telling her again how great she looked. I sat in a chair opposite them. After a bit of small talk, Milt leaned over and began to kiss my wife’s neck, running his hand up under her tank top and fondling her breasts as he laid her back on the bed. He lifted her top and sucked at her nipples, then licked his way down her stomach, undoing her jeans as he reached her waist. Standing up then, he removed her shoes and then her jeans and panties. Then, kneeling between her legs, he started to lick her pussy, to the accompaniment of her approving moans.

  I noticed a video camera sitting on the dresser, and I figured that since Milt was appropriating my wife, he wouldn’t really mind if I borrowed his camera. I got up from my chair, grabbed the camera, and turned it on, training it on them and catching the hot scene on video. But watching them got me so hot that I had to do something more. Putting the camera down, I removed my clothes, then moved around to the side of the bed and positioned myself so Pauline could take me in her mouth.

  At this point Milt looked up and at me and asked, “Can I fuck your wife?” Pauline and I both answered yes at the same time.

  Milt reached down and removed Pauline’s tank top, so she was now completely naked. But as she lay back on the bed to take him, he said to me, “You fuck her first and I’ll film the two of you.”

  He went and picked up the camera as I moved over to be in front of her, as she sat up again, taking me in her mouth and sucking me to the verge of climax before lying back and telling me to fuck her. I climbed between her legs and slid my cock inside her as she let out a groan of pleasure. Milt stood over her as I fucked her hard, and she played with his balls and sucked his dick as he kept the camera going.

  I pulled out of her then and we switched places, Milt handing me the camera as we did so. Pauline gasped as he slid his cock, which was a good nine inches long, inside her. I just stepped back and filmed them as he fucked her hard, coming after about five or six minutes. I then climbed back on the bed and flipped her over as he grabbed the camera and filmed us in turn.

  As I fucked my wife doggie-style she slowly crawled up the bed and took him in her mouth, sucking him hard again. Watching this was more than I could stand, and I shot a huge hot load inside her. Milt flipped her over once more and entered her again, fucking her longer this time, bringing her to orgasm after orgasm until he finally groaned loudly as he shot up inside her. I fucked her once more after that, while he stood beside the bed and stroked his cock with both hands until he shot for a third time, this time on her tits.

  After that Milt finally gave us the nightcap he had promised us, and we sat around talking for a while until Pauline and I put on our clothes and went home. Milt took down our address and promised to send us a copy of the tape. I’m pretty sure we will hear from him next time he’s in town.

  —Name and address withheld

  He Just Wanted to See What She Wore, but He Saw a Lot More

  I knew Jan was married, but she was a hell of a dish, and she didn’t seem to mind carrying on a certain flirtatious banter with me via interoffice e-mail. During our last exchange I had asked her whether she ever wore thongs, and she had replied with, “Wouldn’t you just love to know?” Damn right I would.

  On Friday I wandered over to her cubicle with the object of engaging her in some idle chitchat, but her desk was unoccupied. She was taking a day off, and I suddenly remembered her saying how she needed to start working on her tan. Deciding to take a chance, I took the rest of the day off, too, and headed for Jan’s house.r />
  I knew where it was from a party I had attended there the previous winter. It was located in a new housing development, and on the lot behind it there was a stand of trees slated to be cleared for more housing. I parked a block away and walked over a small hill and into the trees, to find myself about 50 yards from the deck at the back of Jan’s house.

  This had to be my lucky day, because just as I settled down beside a large tree, the back door opened and out walked the woman of my dreams in a minuscule pink string bikini, with small bows at the neck and on each hip. I figured that qualified as a thong, all right. Bingo! The truth had been revealed. But it turned out that that was only the start of this afternoon delight.

  Jan sat down in a lounge chair and began to sip at the drink she had brought out with her. A minute later the door opened again, and out walked a naked man with a hard-on, who I took to be her husband, Sean. His dick was at least eight inches long, and fully aroused. He walked straight over to Jan and straddled her chair. She took him in her mouth without any foreplay and went to work. He was too large for her to take all of him, and when he got carried away and started fucking her mouth, she had pulled back to avoid choking. As she did so his dick popped out, glistening in the sun. It seemed to have grown another inch just from the blowjob.

  She smiled at him as he pulled her up off the chair and untied the strings of her thong. As it dropped to the deck he bent her over the deck rail and moved to take her from behind. If she had looked up, she might well have seen me watching her getting nailed by her husband’s monster cock. But she was already lost in the pleasure of that hot dick in her squirming hole. As she pushed up from the deck rail, I could see that he was now achieving maximum penetration, his huge balls slapping against her belly with every forward thrust.