After waiting a moment he fed her a few more inches, as she moaned and panted in evident delight. He pushed in still further, and I knew he had to be touching places inside my wife that I never could. I couldn’t deny the excitement I was feeling, watching another man’s cock disappear into a place in my wife that only I had known until now, knowing he was going deeper than I ever had, and that he intended to plant his seed in her fertile womb.
As I stood looking at his cock, still not all the way inside Norma’s cunt, so thick it touched both her inner thighs where it entered her, he said, “Why don’t you come around and suck on your wife’s breasts. Start at the bottom and work your way up to the nipple. Take your time, and when you take the nipple in your mouth, suck as hard as you can.”
Not knowing what else to do, I did as he requested. Her breast was so hot and red! I took it easy until I placed my mouth over her nipple. I could feel her body moving forward and back with the motion of his fucking, and as I rolled my tongue around her nipple I was amazed at the size of it, protruding out at least an inch and harder than I had thought possible. Norma rubbed my hair with her hands and pulled my mouth tighter against her breast, groaning with pleasure as I sucked as hard as I could on those stiff rubbery nubs.
Then she started making sounds I had never heard before. At first I thought it was because of my sucking her tits, but then I realized that Biff’s strokes had become faster and more pronounced. I knew without looking that he was fucking harder and slowly inching his mammoth cock deeper into my wife with each stroke. Then without warning Norma’s body moved down on the couch, pulling her nipple from my mouth. I looked up to see that Biff had let go of her ankles and was holding her up with his hands under her ass, her lower body inches above the end of the couch. In this position Norma could do nothing but hang on in anticipation of what was coming. He swiftly pulled his cock almost all the way out of her, then slammed it all the way back in with one quick thrust. He did this several more times before modifying his pace, pulling out slowly, pausing for a moment, then pushing steadily back in, burying his cock as deep as it would go, as Norma moaned her approval.
After a few minutes more of these slow, passionate strokes he stopped moving. With his cock buried to the hilt, he looked down at Norma and said, “Lie still now. I’m going to come. I want you to feel my manhood grow larger and harder. I want you to feel the throbbing of my member as it warns of my imminent release. I want you to feel my sperm shoot hard against the walls of your fertile womb, and keep shooting, filling you to overflowing.”
I got up and walked around behind him, wanting to get a good look as he inseminated my wife. I squatted between his legs with my face just inches from where his cock entered her body. He squeezed her buttocks and pushed forward, trying to get even deeper inside her. I heard him groan and saw his huge balls contract as he came. I knew from the sound Norma made exactly when the first spurt of sperm-laden semen shot into her. The realization hit me: my wife now had another man’s sperm in her womb. I continued to watch as he spasmed, shooting into her over and over again. His come started oozing around the sides of his cock and dripped onto my face as he kept coming.
Finally he started to pull out. I watched as his still turgid cock, now slick and sticky, slid out of my wife’s vagina, the huge head making a loud suctioning sound as it came free. He still had his hands on Norma’s buttocks and was holding them right above my face. My wife’s vagina was gaping open, and I swear I could see two or three inches up inside her. His come started flowing out and down the crack of her ass. Before I could move Biff lowered my wife’s bottom toward my face until her sopping vagina covered my mouth, which reflexively opened to receive it. His huge load literally poured from Norma’s cunt, filling my mouth, and I excitedly swallowed the thick salty liquid. I sucked at her cunt, ingesting the heady combination of his sperm mixed with her juices. Soon Norma began to get turned on by this, and before long she had a tremendous orgasm, flooding my mouth and face with still more of her sweet-tasting nectar.
Biff finally released his hold on Norma’s hips, allowing her to climb off my face. As she did, he stepped in front of me, his now flaccid cock still covered with their combined juices. “This was inside your wife,” he said.
“Do you want to clean it off too?” At that moment I did want to, and I eagerly took his cock into my mouth and sucked him clean.
After that Biff put on his clothes. Before leaving he went to Norma, took her naked body in his arms, and caressed her bare bottom as he kissed her passionately using his tongue. I watched as my wife kissed him back. As they broke their embrace he gave her ass a final stroke and said, “Next time I’m going to try that beautiful back door.”
My wife looked up at him. “I’ve never allowed anyone there, and don’t know if I could take something that large, but I want you to try.”
I had often tried to talk Norma into anal sex, but she always said no way. Now she was willing to let this stranger have her anal cherry with a cock that barely fit in her vagina. I just stood there, my face sticky with drying come and the taste of his sperm in my mouth, as he once again took my wife in his arms and said, “It would be an honor.” With that he kissed her and slid a hand between her buttocks. I watched as he slowly worked a finger into her tiny rectum, while she moaned and squirmed against him. “That’s where my cock will be next time,” he said. Then he turned and left.
Norma came over and put her arms around me. “I love you very much,” she said, “and I would never leave you, but I’m not sorry for this night.”
I put my hands on her soft butt and caressed her cheeks as I kissed her. I was extremely horny. I started to push a finger into her anus but she stopped me and said, “You can’t go there, but I want you to make love to me.”
I took off my clothes and gently laid my wife on the floor. As I entered her she grabbed my ass, raised her legs in the air and tried to pull me in deeper. I knew I was no longer large enough to please her. For the next three days Norma told me she felt like she still had a cock inside her, keeping her constantly horny. We fucked all week and I thought things were great, but when it was time to go, Norma told me she wanted to be with our dancer friend again before we left.
I called the service and Biff came over that night. As soon as he walked in the door he went to Norma, stripped all her clothes off, wrapped his arms around her and kissed her with his hands on her ass. As he undressed, Norma got on the bed on her hands and knees, and at her request I lubed her rectum with K-Y jelly. It took over half an hour, and several orgasms on Norma’s part as he manipulated her ass and her clit, but Biff finally managed to get his entire cock buried in her anus up to his balls.
After he came Norma told me I could do her ass also, if I wanted to do it with his load still inside her. I agreed, and was delighted at how tight she was even after being stretched by his cock. Her rectum was hot and slippery, and the slurping sounds it made as I fucked her butt made me come quickly. As soon as I pulled out and rolled over, Norma turned her back to me, scooted up and, spreading her butt cheeks apart, lowered her gaping, oozing hole over my mouth. I sucked and swallowed both Biff’s sperm and my own, and when I worked my tongue up inside her stretched rectum, Norma had another violent orgasm.
Since that week our sex life has greatly changed. Norma has many lovers now, some of them black, all of them with large cocks. I usually have sex with her immediately after one of her lovers is done. As soon as he pulls out I slide into her creamy cunt. The sloshing noise really turns Norma on, but she usually orgasms when I’m sucking out the massive loads afterwards. Sometimes she takes on two lovers at once, one in her cunt and one in her ass. On one occasion I joined in. I lay on my back as Norma lowered her ass onto my cock while facing away from me. She then lay back on top of me while one of her lovers fucked her cunt, so I could feel another man’s cock inside her. At the same time she sucked her second lover’s cock right next to my face; but when he announced he was coming she pulled his cock out of h
er mouth and put it in mine. He blew a massive load, only half of which I could swallow. This really turned Norma on.
My wife discovered she was pregnant shortly after our San Francisco trip, and I’m sure Biff was the father. She has also given birth to our fourth child, whose father is unknown, though definitely black. I don’t know how many children we are going to have, as Norma has no intention of changing her ways, but I love them like my own.—H.S., Charleston, South Carolina
SHE DREAMED OF MAKING LOVE TO A WOMAN—BUT SHE DIDN’T EXPECT TWO
I recently separated from my husband of ten years, and have been trying to rediscover my sexuality after many years of repressing it. I currently have a wonderful semi-platonic friendship with a man named Philip, who is a confirmed voyeur. We have enjoyed many tantalizing conversations, and one rather memorable finger-fucking session that still gets me hot just thinking about it. We have also been experimenting recently with phone sex, and it’s been thrilling for both of us, but we have never actually fucked.
One night I confessed to Philip that my all-time biggest fantasy was to be with a woman. I had had crushes on several women when I was younger, but not one of them would let me sample her most desirable treasures. Ever since then I had fantasized about being intimate with a woman and eating pussy. Philip became very turned on imagining this, and told me he would love nothing better than to find a woman who would willingly fulfill my fantasies—as long as he could watch, of course!
Some time after that I was invited to visit Philip’s country house for a weekend. I was looking forward to a couple of days of mutual masturbation and the other pleasures we had indulged in. As I pulled into his driveway, I noticed another car sitting there. Philip often invites friends over to play music or whatever, so I just figured our sex play would have to wait until later.
Philip greeted me at the door, along with two very attractive young women who he introduced as Joyce and Peggy.
I could feel some extra energy in the house, and it didn’t take long for me to figure out what these women were there for. I felt a bit nervous, but excited.
Peggy brought up the subject first. “Philip tells us that you would love to eat some pussy, Donna,” she said boldly.
I blushed with embarrassment, but I figured this could be my only opportunity—and hell, there were two of them!
“Yes. Yes, that’s true. I very much want to eat some pussy,” I replied. I was sitting next to Peggy on the sofa, and with that she leaned over to kiss me. Philip was sitting across from us, and I could see him watching eagerly as the show began.
I kissed Peggy passionately on the lips, our tongues roaming and our breathing becoming erratic. Now Joyce came over and started undoing the buttons of my dress, one by one, kissing my exposed flesh as she went.
“Peg, take a look at this!” Joyce said, staring in awe at my heaving chest. My size 38D breasts awaited their attention. Peggy and Joyce each grasped a tit and quickly teased my nipples into erection. I glanced over at Philip and winked at him, mourning the words, “Thank you.” Then I closed my eyes to savor the pleasure I was feeling.
Joyce’s hands started to move slowly up my bare legs. I undid Peggy’s blouse and fondled her small but firm breasts, getting hotter and wetter by the second. I suggested we all get undressed and lie down on the living room floor. As Philip watched, the three of us took our time undressing each other, taking in every tiny detail of each other’s body.
Finally, we all stood naked. Joyce set to work on my breasts again, while Peggy’s hands roamed my body. She started at my feet and stroked her way very slowly up my legs, first one and men the other. When her fingers reached my pubic hair, my knees buckled. Joyce and Peggy gingerly laid me down on the soft carpet. Joyce resumed her tantalizing teasing of my boobs, while Peggy’s fingers started playing with my clit. With a soft moan I spread my legs apart for her.
Philip was sitting in the best seat in the house. His face mirrored my own excitement and passion. He had taken his cock out, and his growing erection was grasped firmly in his hands. I smiled at him once more before totally abandoning myself to Joyce and Peg.
Peggy’s fingers playing with my crotch were so tantalizing that I couldn’t take it any longer. “Eat me, Peggy,” I moaned. “Please, eat my pussy.” Peggy looked up at me, a beautifully wicked grin creeping across her face. Her eyes were glassy, and seemed to melt into mine. Slowly she began to slither down my body, caressing me as she went along. When her mouth reached my twat, I started to whimper. “Oh, that feels fucking amazing!” I breathed. Her tongue felt absolutely delicious. It flitted around my clit with a slow rhythmic motion, its warmth and wetness mingling with my own. She eased a finger into my pussy, then started to move it with exquisite slowness in and out of my slit. My muscles spasmed and clenched around that probing digit. I was so hot!
Meanwhile Joyce was massaging, tweaking, licking and sucking my tits, driving me to even greater sensations. “Oh Peg,” I gasped helplessly. “Oh yeah … Oh God! … Fuck me! Oh shit, oh God … yes … yes!” I started to feel the heat spread. “Oh God, I’m coming!” I screamed. My body spasmed and shook convulsively, and Joyce and Peg slowly eased off their ministrations.
“Oh my God!” I said breathlessly. “That was too bloody amazing!”
Joyce and Peg stretched themselves out alongside me, one on either side, and gave me the best hug I have ever experienced, full of love and tenderness. I moaned and hugged them back, loving the warmth and passion of these two beautiful women. I felt my nipples harden again. Then realized that part of my lifelong fantasy was still longing to be fulfilled.
“I need to eat your pussy, Joyce,” I said. Joyce stroked my breasts wife tender hands. “Whatever you wish,” she said throatily. Peg rolled away, caressing my body as she did, and I lay flat on my back. Joyce straddled my head and positioned her cunt directly above my mouth. Its delicate odor made me dizzy. I gazed up at that sweet pussy, noticing how different it was from my own. I was feeling exhilarated. This moment was what I had always dreamed about, and my fantasy was about to come true. I grabbed Joyce’s buttocks and pulled them down until I was able to touch her with my tongue. She tasted so sweet and lovely!
It’s hard to describe the emotions that rushed through me at that moment. What made it really incredible was that the act of eating pussy was even more fabulous than I’d ever dreamed. It seemed to come so naturally to me and to make me feel so good, that I had absolutely never been so turned on in my life.
After a few minutes of thoroughly enjoying my first taste of female honey, I felt Peg’s tongue creeping its way up my thigh. I moaned deeply and spread my legs wider. When her tongue reached my clit I heard myself moaning, “Oh God, Peg. Eat me!”
Joyce was moaning loudly too. My tongue lapped at her clit, and I reached up and plunged a finger into her twat, moving it in and out of her slowly, then faster and faster. Joyce was now writhing wildly on my face, crying out, “Oh God, Donna. Lick me, baby! Fuck me. Oh yes, oh yes!” I was moaning and whimpering now, trying to stay focused on my sweet-tasting Joyce while Peg was driving my frenzied body to the point of ecstasy.
All at once Joyce went rigid above me, sighing and moaning and gasping for air as her climax overtook her. As her juices flooded my face I felt ripples of heat spread up and down my own body in wave after wave. “I’m coming!” I cried, my voice muffled against Joyce’s twisting twat. “Oh God, I’m coming!” My hips were bucking as if I were electrified. And I was! Electrified with the passion of making love to a woman. Two women! I had never felt more right, more naturally and thoroughly satisfied, than I did right then.
I turned my head to glance at Philip. He had jerked himself off as he watched us; his recently spent penis was still in his hand, limp now, but oozing his juices. His body was slumped in the chair, as though he had just run a marathon. His sweat-drenched hair hung over his eyes, and the silliest lopsided grin played over his mouth.
Too weak at that moment to stand up, I crawled over
to him, propped myself on his knees, smiled up at him and purred, “Thank you, lover.”
Peg called out, “I don’t know about you guys, but I think all of us ought to stick around for the whole weekend. What do you think, Donna?”
I turned to see Peg and Joyce lying there with their arms wrapped around each other. I smiled widely in agreement. As I turned to Philip to gauge his reaction (as if I didn’t already know what that would be!) I felt his finger plunge deep into my dripping cunt. I gasped as another electric charge raced up my spine. Philip smiled wickedly at me and nodded his head. I knew this was going to be one hell of a weekend, one that was going to change my life forever. And I couldn’t have been happier!—G.O., Harris-burg, Pennsylvania
HE LENDS OUT HIS TIRE TOOL AND GETS HIS PERSONAL TOOL SERVICED
I have read Penthouse Letters for many years now. Even my voluptuous wife, who says that her full lips are “made for sucking dick,” enjoys the magazine.
I was making love to her last week when I told her I’d like to watch those lips of hers sucking off someone else. She gave me an impish smile, but didn’t reply.
Last Saturday night we were out partying. Around two in the morning we were feeling horny and rushing to get home when our car had a flat. I got the flat tire off and put the new one on, but my tire tool broke as I was tightening the lugs. Now totally frustrated, I threw my hands up, upset at not being able to get home to fuck my wife.
At that point a truck pulled up behind us, and a tall, well-muscled guy got out to see if he could help. When I told him what was wrong, he got his tire tool out and tightened the lugs. My wife, who was feeling no pain from the drinks she’d consumed, leaned out of the car to ask what was up. Her hard nipples were poking out the material of her low-cut top. I got in the car and told her she should do something nice for our friend with the tool. She smiled and said okay.
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