Letters to Penthouse VI

by Penthouse International

  She lowered her pussy over my cock and whispered in my ear, “I'm going to fuck you and talk dirty to you. I want you to squeeze my nipples and play with my tits. I'm going to slide my pussy up and down your cock. You've checked out my body in the parking lot many times, and now you're going to have all your fantasies fulfilled.”

  “Oh, yes,” she went on. “Your cock feels so good in my cunt, and your hands feel so good on my body. I'm going to fuck you hard now.” She pumped up and down on me. “I'm fucking you, baby. Come on, lover, fuck me back!” I fucked Stephanie as hard as I could. We both came quickly and collapsed in each other's arms.

  I gathered my clothes and went back to my apartment. After an hour I couldn't stand it anymore. I knocked on Stephanie's door. A minute after she let me in, I was fucking her on her couch. This time she fucked me until I was about to come, then took my load down her throat.

  After fucking Stephanie for the second time, I went back to my apartment, thinking our quick affair was over. I was wrong. Later that evening there was a knock on my door. It was Stephanie. All she said was, “I can't sleep, and there's nothing on TV.” In a flash we were in my bed, fucking again. “Give me that cock,” she urged. “My pussy needs to be filled up. Fuck me harder, harder. I just love fucking your prick. Don't forget my tits—suck them, do my nipples. Oh yes, yes yes!” Stephanie's hot words led me to pour yet another load into her soaked cunt. Again, we collapsed in each other's arms.

  I was awakened early the next morning by the sublime feeling of Stephanie's lips on my cock. I turned her around and we went at it in a 69. After a little of this, Stephanie took me by the hand and said, “Come with me into the bathroom. I want you to fuck me in the shower.” We made the water as hot as we could stand it. Stephanie stood in front of me, and I rammed her from behind. She groaned with every stroke and begged for more.

  When it was over, Stephanie gathered up her stuff and thanked me for a wonderful evening. I thanked her in return, kissed her, squeezed her tits and rubbed her pussy once more before she left. That was two months ago. Our spouses never found out, so my memories of that night are still good ones. We haven't slept together again since then, and probably won't, but when our eyes meet, we both still smile.—Name and address withheld

  IT WAS A DARK AND STORMY NIGHT IN WHITE SATIN …

  It was one of those nights perfect for curling up on the couch in front of a warm, cozy fire and escaping into a good book. I needed the time to relax after the week I'd just had. Working as a nanny for a wealthy Boston family was a lot more exhausting than I'd imagined when I took the job a year ago.

  After reading the children a bedtime story and tucking them into bed, I was relishing the idea of a relaxing evening. The sound of thunder and the lightning flashing outside the windows set the perfect mood for my night as I walked over to add another log to the fireplace. The chill in the room caused my nipples to become erect as they brushed up against my blouse. The sensation gave way to a longing that I was all too familiar with since my recent breakup with my boyfriend. Although I'm an ace at satisfying myself, masturbation is just a temporary relief and not nearly as good as the real thing. What I really wanted at that moment was a slow, sensuous fuck. Just thinking about it was driving me crazy? Maybe a nice hot bubble bath would help ease the tension and chase away the horny thoughts that were running through my mind.

  I poured myself a glass of Chablis, grabbed my novel and headed upstairs to the Jacuzzi. As I started up the stairs I smiled, thinking about the delightful times I had spent making love on that magnificent staircase when I had the house all to myself. I've always had a thing for “stair sex,” as I liked to call it. In my mind, I could see my ex-boyfriend Roy and me getting it on as he stroked me with his fingers and fucked me from behind. I could still hear my moans of pleasure echoing off the cathedral ceiling.

  The lightning and thunder continued outside as I lowered myself into the hot, stinging water. Suddenly the rain began beating down on the roof. I was glad that I was safe and warm inside, feeling sorry for whoever had to deal with Mother Nature at her worst. I sipped my wine, opened my book and began to read, remembering that I had left off at the beginning of a hot, steamy love scene. Just what I needed!

  I found myself holding the book with one hand while I spread my thighs apart to allow the warm, pulsing water from the jet spray to hit my clitoris. So much for the book, I soon decided as I reached under the water with my other hand to play with my hard nipples. I felt at any moment that I was going to explode, and soft moans escaped my lips.

  At that exact moment the lights flashed once, the jets on the Jacuzzi stopped and everything went pitch black. Great timing! I groped for a towel, slipped on my bathrobe and went in search of a candle. It wasn't difficult finding my way through the house, since the lightning was getting stronger, illuminating everything as though it were daytime. After locating a candle, I went to check on the kids to make sure they were okay. Even with all that thunderous racket outside, they were still sound asleep.

  Just then I heard what sounded like something or someone pounding far off in the distance, but it was difficult to tell if the sound was due to the storm wreaking havoc outside, or if someone was actually knocking on the door. Then I heard it again between the claps of thunder. It was definitely someone pounding on the door.

  My heart began to race as I wondered who on Earth would be out on a night like this. Mr. and Mrs. Kelvin weren't expected back for several days, and I was sure that their family and friends knew this, so who could it be? I was a little scared and apprehensive as I slowly made my way downstairs, unlocked the door and opened it a fraction of an inch. There, standing in the small halo of light cast by my candle, stood a long-haired man who looked like he'd just taken a shower with all his clothes on. In a pleading voice he said, “My car broke down about a half mile from here, and I was hoping I could use your phone to call for a tow truck.”

  I'd seen this scenario before in dozens of horror movies. Somehow, though, the look on his face, and his expensive clothing, wet as it was, made me trust him. I let him in, and we stood looking at each other while a puddle of water formed around him on the floor of the foyer. “The phone is in the den,” I said as I led the way. I wasn't about to leave him alone, so I watched while he made the phone call. What a body this guy had! I've always had a thing for long-haired guys, and I saw that his fell well past his shoulders. I started stoking the fire and, when I turned around, his eyes were glued on mine with a burning intensity.

  “It will be a few hours before a truck can make it out here,” he said. “The storm has stranded motorists everywhere. Do you mind if I get out of these wet clothes?”

  “No, not at all,” I replied, hoping that he would feel free to get all the way out of them. My heartbeat quickened.

  He started to undress, still piercing me with those emerald green eyes, and I felt the heat rising up through my body. I couldn't help but notice that his huge cock was fully erect, and I instantly felt the moistness between my legs. He walked over to me and untied the sash holding my robe closed. He knelt down on the floor in front of me, slowly licked and kissed his way down my stomach, then moved on to my thighs. I spread them for him and felt the gentle play of his fingers, followed by his hot, moist tongue on my clit. This man knows what he's doing, I thought as I heard myself moan.

  He sucked me with a passion that was unbelievable. It was as though he didn't want to waste a drop of the juices that were flowing from my pussy. I felt myself coming close to an orgasm, and he must have sensed it because he started sucking harder. At the same time he began fondling both my taut nipples until I felt myself coming all over his face. I moaned and pushed his face against my wet pussy as I hard as I could. I knew right then and there that I wanted to please this mystery man as much as he was pleasing me.

  I led him over to the staircase, sat him down on the steps and began to suck his engorged cock. He moaned, which told me he was enjoying it as much as I'd hoped. While I suc
ked him, I felt his hand reach between my thighs to play with my swollen clit. I came several times until I couldn't stand it anymore! I think at that moment we both wanted to fuck.

  I took his hand and led him halfway up the stairs. I knelt down on my knees with my ass raised in the air, while he stood one step below me. He guided his cock into me, pumping it in and out slowly at first, moving it in little circles. Then he started going deeper and deeper into me, playing with my nipples and stroking my clit faster and faster until neither one of us could hold back any longer. He pounded into me with such strength that it gave me a feeling of pleasure I'd never before experienced. I was in total ecstasy!

  When it was over, we quickly ran up the stairs to the master bedroom, and jumped into Mr. and Mrs. Kelvin's enormous bed. We busied ourselves beneath the satin sheets until the tow truck came for his car nearly three hours later. Long after the time the stranger left, I could smell his come in my pussy, and taste it on my lips. Just as he was leaving he said to me, “Now that's what I call riding out a storm!”—Name and address withheld

  SEMPER FUCK! MARINE'S WIFE IS LOYAL TO THE CORPS

  I'm in the marines, stationed in the Washington, D.C. area. I admit I've often fantasized about watching my wife Kathy make it with a well-hung guy, preferably a black man, or watching her take on two horse-hung studs at once. Talking about it with her, and visualizing her satisfying a bunch of sex-starved guys, turns us both on.

  Recently I was away on temporary duty for six months. When I finished my assignment, my friend Paul had a welcome-home party for me at his house. He got a keg of beer and some smoke, and a bunch of guys came with their wives and girlfriends.

  By three in the morning, all the couples had gone home. Paul, four single guys and I were still drinking and carousing in the basement. Paul's wife Liz was upstairs with Kathy. One of the guys suggested we put on an X-rated video, and popped a tape in the VCR. Paul jumped up as soon as it started, yelled, “Not that one!” and hit the Eject button with super speed. They all seemed to act a little strange, and it seemed they were all looking right at me. I asked what was going on, and Paul said, “You wouldn't be interested. It was just a tape I made myself. Let me put on a real juicy one instead.” After he'd reloaded the VCR, I noticed that he didn't put the first videocassette back with the others, but went to a storage closet and tossed it in there.

  We finished off the beer and watched the video, and then the last of the partiers departed. Paul was upstairs in the kitchen. I hollered up and asked him if I could borrow one of his sexy tapes. “Sure, help yourself,” was his reply. Naturally, I took the tape from the storage closet.

  When we got home, I was keyed up and couldn't sleep. Kathy went to bed and dropped off instantly. My curiosity was aroused, so I put Paul's tape on to find out what it was about it that made all the guys act so strangely.

  Suddenly a picture came on the screen. It revealed my wife dancing seductively, stripping and coming on to Bill and Charlie. Bill and Charlie are two big, tough, well-developed Marine M.P.s who happen to be black. Kathy was dancing around them, moving her hands over their shoulders and chests. Nearly nude, she next leaned over them, running her hands over her thighs and their bulging cocks. She was really turning them on.

  My cock was steel-hard and getting cramped in my trousers. I had to release it in order to continue watching the tape. Now nude and standing in front of Charlie, Kathy allowed him to insert a long black finger in her pussy while his left hand caressed her ass. Bill stood up behind her and cupped his hands over her tits. He began massaging them, then twisted and tweaked her nipples while Charlie stuffed two fingers up her twat. Kathy was hot, and so was I!

  Bill took Kathy by the shoulders and turned her around to face him. He lowered his head to kiss her passionately. Bill's hands moved from her face, which he was holding between his hands while he Frenched with her, to her shoulders. He gently pushed her down to her knees. He undid his belt and fly, then dropped his trousers around his ankles. My wife reached for the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down, revealing the biggest, fattest, darkest cock I'd ever seen. It was throbbing right before her eyes, just inches from her mouth. She gingerly planted a soft kiss right on the tip of the large purple cockhead, then ran her tongue over the slit to taste the pre-come that was already oozing out.

  On the sidelines, Charlie was stripping. When he was naked, he stepped up on the far side of Bill, stroking his monster cock and bringing it next to Bill's big dick. By now my wife was avidly sucking all she could of the first black cock. The head alone filled her beautiful mouth. Charlie rubbed the soft, rubbery knob of his cock on my wife's face while she desperately struggled to suck more and more of Bill's long shaft. What a fabulous sight! It was more thrilling and exciting for me to watch than anything I'd ever imagined.

  After a while Kathy released Bill's shining black pride and turned to suck Charlie's cock. Charlie's was huge and a little thicker, but not quite as long as Bill's. Trying to suck Bill's cock was a challenge, but trying to manage with Charlie's even thicker rod was quite a task for Kathy. But she did it, and soon was moving from cock to cock, going wild over that double portion of dark meat. What a fabulous wife I have. I'm sure those guys envy me a hell of a lot.

  The scene switched from our living room to our bedroom. There was my wife spread-eagle on the bed, holding her pink, juicy pussy lips open while Bill dived in to eat her out. I could hear him slurp up her juices. Charlie got into position and nibbled on her nipples. My wife was writhing around on the bed like a woman possessed. She started screaming, “Fuck me! Fuck me, please! I need a big fat cock in my cunt!”

  Bill provided what she so desperately needed. He eased his shank into her cunt, stretching her pussy so it could accommodate the biggest cock she'd ever had inside her. Then he began fucking her in a slow, easy rhythm, sliding his monster all the way in, then almost all the way out. She was moaning and cooing, and I could see that this fuck was the best she'd ever had. You don't know how pleased, proud and turned on I was watching these two athletic studs treating themselves to my wife's sexual gifts.

  Charlie's need to sink his fat cock in my wife was too great to allow him to wait any longer. He told Bill to move aside. Kathy let out an anguished “No!” as she felt Bill withdraw. But then Charlie got between her legs and started rubbing his cockhead up and down her pussy lips. Kathy begged him, “Put it in, put it in me now. I want a cock in my cunt!”

  Charlie said. “You want it? You got it!” and rammed his meat all the way up her pussy. Charlie was really ripe to fuck, and he pounded Kathy's pussy relentlessly. Her moans had turned to grunts and screams of “Yes … yes, harder! Deeper! Fuck me harder!” I saw Charlie stiffen, and I knew he was pumping his load into my wife's pussy. She scissored her legs open and closed while he emptied his sperm-filled nuts into her box.

  Paul got a close-up of Charlie pulling his slimy black cock from my wife's pink pussy. Kathy seemed eager for more, and she was not to be disappointed. Bill turned her over, lifted her ass, spread her cheeks and fucked her doggie-style. He was able to slide his black beauty right into her come-filled pussy without any effort whatsoever.

  Charlie watched for a few minutes, then took his semihard cock in hand and scooted in front of my wife's mouth. He guided her lips onto his cock and urged her on. “Suck it, baby. Get it nice and hard again. Think about how turned on your husband would be if he knew what you were doing now.”

  Kathy fed on that cock like a starving woman. The sight of her sandwiched between two muscular black studs, fucking one and blowing the other, was what did it for me. I shot my load all over the television screen. As my semen dripped down the glass, Charlie and Bill each shot a huge wad. Kathy gulped down Charlie's thick spunk, and let Bill fill her pussy with his.

  Paul then evidently gave the camera to one of the men, because in the next shot, he was sticking his dick into Kathy's come-enriched cunt. Kathy was so horny, she even seemed to enjoy the fuck she was getting from Pau
l's dick, which was no more than half the size of Bill's and Charlie's cocks.

  After Paul shot his load, the scene changed. Now it showed big, brawny Bill slouched in our bedroom chair with his muscular thighs spread wide, waving his erect, ten-inch dick and telling my wife to come suck him off. Kathy crawled between his legs, anxious to get that cock down her throat, no matter what. She did gag a bit, but she was obviously turned on and determined to do her best. She actually did suck him down to the base a few times, but she couldn't keep that much cock in her mouth for long. When Bill suddenly grabbed her head, lifted his ass and rammed his cock deep into her mouth, I knew she was about to drink another big load of his liquid protein. When he relaxed and slumped back in the chair, my beautiful, sexy wife let a few drops of his come leak from her mouth, and smeared them all over her lips with his glistening prick.

  I'd shot a second load of come by that point. The television screen was a mess. I cleaned it off and tried to figure out what to do about this tape. I decided to get it back into Paul's storage closet as soon as possible. I wasn't angry, jealous or upset that three of my buddies had used my wife for sex. I was thrilled and pleased, and thought it best not to mention the fact that I knew about it to them or my wife. I did make a copy of the tape for myself before returning it, however. It's the best fuck tape I've ever seen, and never fails to make me come at least twice.

  My wife is better in bed since she took on those extra-large dicks. I hope that Charlie, Paul, Bill and my wife will soon have another wild get-together. But next time, I'd like to participate.—S.U., Richmond, Virginia

  Head & Tail

  DONNA SHOWS OFF A VACANT APARTMENT—AND OTHER PRIME REAL ESTATE

  A couple of years ago, when my wife Donna and I were still in college, we lived in an apartment complex near the university. One afternoon I skipped my last two classes and went home early. After searching through the apartment and not finding Donna anywhere, I went out the back door to continue looking for her. The apartment next to ours was vacant, and just for the hell of it I went up to the window and peeked inside.