Letters to Penthouse XVI

by Penthouse International

  Jake couldn’t keep his hands and mouth off my tits, and I loved all the attention he devoted to them. Rick followed us as we proceeded to suck and fuck our way through the house, trying a variety of positions. We even got into a wild 69, which I had never done before. Rick applauded that one. I never knew it was possible to have so many orgasms in only a few short hours. We finally ended up in the bedroom, where I mounted Jake on our bed, taking his big cock deep inside me. I fucked him hard, my breasts bouncing up and down, my big nipples jutting out with excitement. At this point Rick decided to join in, and suddenly I found myself in the middle of one very hot threesome.

  I loved it! Two beautiful, wonderfully different cocks, sometimes separately, sometimes together, fucking me into a frenzy. I especially enjoyed being on my hands and knees with Jake’s thick, hard shaft in my pussy and Rick’s stiff one in my mouth.

  Finally both men were ready to come, and they wanted to shoot it all over my tits. I lay down for them, thrilling to the sight of them rapidly stroking their own dicks, on the verge of orgasm. Rick let go first, and his aim was good, his big creamy load shooting onto my left tit. But Jake’s was even better; his spurting come landed directly on my right nipple. I rubbed their cream all over my chest then sucked the final drops of come out of their fading erections.

  We agreed that this would be our Sunday ritual, and we have been together every weekend since. Rick still likes to watch, but at some point he always joins in for a wild threesome. I have never been hornier—or more satisfied—than I am now, and Rick and I are really glad that we finally decided to share our fantasy!

  —S.B., Hyannis Port, Massachusetts

  Swinging & Swapping

  A TRIP DOWN THE AISLE CHANGES HIS LIFE IN MORE WAYS THAN ONE

  I’m as open-minded as the next guy, but until I got married I didn’t know what open-minded meant. Jackie and I have been married for just over a year after living together for more than three. As it turned out, our reception was wilder than I’d ever hoped for as our wedding night went from two to three to four. Here’s what happened.

  We’re both in our mid-thirties and would be considered attractive by any standards. Jackie’s got a tight little body, bouncy tits and legs that don’t quit, but her biggest asset is her enthusiasm for sex. She’s ready to fuck anytime, any place and almost anywhere. Although she’s never said as much, I think Jackie got divorced because her first husband couldn’t keep up with her sex drive. I know that if I want to keep Jackie happy, I should come to bed with a hard-on and wake up with one—which I usually do, since Jackie’s ready and willing to do most of the work if I’ve had a long day or a rough night. It’s usually pretty easy to please her—sometimes, just coming on her tits or her stomach is all it takes to get her off.

  Since we’d both been married before, Jackie just wanted a small wedding in the town where her parents and family lived, which is about three hours away from where we’d settled ourselves. There was no question that Katie, her best friend since their freshman year in high school, would stand up for her at the wedding (as she had the first time around). Katie and Jackie had shared everything while they were in high school, from lecture notes to lunches to lovers. I thought Katie had settled down since she’d left Evan, a hot-shot foreign car dealer, and married Kenny, who worked as a local teacher. Boy, was I in for a surprise!

  Jackie had planned a tasteful ceremony with a justice of the peace doing the honors, then a private dinner at the best restaurant in town. There were only about twenty of us there, but an hour after dinner, Kenny, Katie, Jackie and I and two other couples were the only people left at the reception. Kenny asked Jackie to dance so of course Katie and I trotted out onto the floor.

  At my request, Jackie had worn a little slip-dress for the ceremony. Since she never wears a bra, the outfit looked like it was painted onto her skin. Katie had worn a similar outfit, but in a pearl color. Katie’s a bit taller than Jackie and has a set of tits that a guy can’t help but appreciate. I could tell Katie was horny (I’ve known her long enough to spot the signs). That night I was tipped off when she told me the pearlescent color of her dress made her imagine that her body was covered in warm, wet come. Then she pushed her hips into mine and asked if Jackie wasn’t having just a bit too much fun with Kenny on the dance floor. I have to admit that there wasn’t much space for anything between their bodies, but since I was dancing there with Katie’s pussy pushed up against my cock, I couldn’t complain too much about what the two of them were doing.

  When it dwindled down to just the four of us at the bar, we all agreed that it was time to head back to the hotel. As we rolled into the lobby, Kenny said he and Katie had a surprise for us and that they’d be upstairs in a few minutes. Since Jackie and I had looked upon this as a special weekend, we’d booked the hotel’s best suite, but we hadn’t anticipated having any overnight guests.

  When Jackie and I got to our room, she flopped down exhausted on the couch and asked me to give her a foot massage. How could I resist? There she was in her sexy slip-dress, her thighs spread wide and ready for action. Besides, I know from experience that getting a foot massage really turns her on. It’s always a prelude to great sex.

  Just as I’d begun to massage her feet there was a knock at the door. I opened it up and Kenny and Katie trotted in with bottles of champagne and devilish looks in their eyes. I said I’d been massaging Jackie’s feet and Kenny said, “No problem.” He took my place on the couch, put one of Jackie’s legs over his lap and began massaging her foot and calf while I pulled up a chair and got to work on the other leg.

  I could tell that Jackie was in seventh heaven with two men massaging both her feet. “This is wonderful,” she kept saying.

  “That does look good,” Katie agreed with a hint of envy in her voice. “Let me get us some champagne,” she suggested. Katie was still wearing her tight, pearl-colored dress, but as she went to the bar area, she kicked off her heels and pulled off her stockings before pouring us all some drinks. “Are we intruding on your wedding night?” she asked with a laugh. I could tell Jackie was getting horny by the way she moved her hips. “This feels so good,” Jackie said with delight. Her dress was hiked up to her hips by then giving the two of us a good look at her calves and thighs. I could also see that her lavender panties were wet from what we were doing.

  “I’m getting a little jealous,” Katie said kiddingly. “Not of Kenny, but of you, Jackie! You’re getting all the attention!”

  Jackie said that since it was her wedding night, she thought she should get whatever she wanted, “And what I really want now is some hard cocks!” she said with a moan as she closed her eyes and started playing with her breasts. Suddenly Katie reached over and felt Kenny’s crotch and then mine. We were both hard as rocks. “I think that these guys are ready,” Katie said. “Let’s see if they can perform.” A short, stunned silence followed. “That’s our surprise,” Katie finally said. “You always talk about it, so tonight you’re going to get two cocks. The one I’m loaning you will do anything you ask. I’m sure we can expect the same from yours.”

  Kenny and I were naked in a flash and the four of us retired to the bedroom, champagne glasses in hand. Jackie lay on her back on the bed and Kenny crawled between her legs, sliding his tool into her pussy. Meanwhile she called me over, grabbed hold of my cock and began licking the shaft. “Remever to leave some for me,” Katie joked. She moved in and began offering her tits to Kenny and me. Jackie came in a screaming orgasm as Kenny pumped a load of hot spunk into her pussy, like he’d been saving it up just for such a special occasion. “I didn’t let him come yesterday,” Katie exclaimed, “so there would be plenty for you.”

  I was pumping away at Jackie’s face when she said she wanted come streaming from both ends of her, so I obliged, spewing my load into her mouth. She tied to swallow all of it, but some dripped down her chin. Kenny started licking my come from her lips. When Jackie said she wanted her pussy licked I got on my knees between her legs and
began licking Kenny’s come from her hairy cunt.

  Katie said she wanted in on the action and offered to get me and Kenny ready. She began playing with my cock and then moved around to suck it. It wasn’t long before I was hard again. Kenny was necking with Jackie and didn’t need me to get her wet, so I turned my attention to Katie.

  The next think I remember is that Kenny and I were on our backs with two gorgeous women riding our cocks: Katie on mine, Jackie on Kenny’s. I laughed when I noticed they were carrying on a conversation about men’s dicks as if we weren’t even there!

  Kenny and I came again then took a rest, sitting around naked, laughing and talking. Jackie wanted to relax and watch for a while, so she suggested Kenny and I take care of Katie. Katie said she had loved watching Jackie with a cock in both her holes, and she wanted to try it too. Kenny and I were happy to help her (we’d long since overcome any hesitation about being near each other naked). She alternately licked us both hard and while taking my cock in her mouth, grabbed hold of Kenny’s prick and inserted it into her hot pussy.

  The sensations were absolutely incredible and she was going at it like a bitch in heat. Watching Kenny fuck her while she deep-throated my cock only intensified the impending eruption in my balls. After we all collapsed in a three-way orgasm, Jackie came back to life and was ready for more.

  I slipped into her wet, fucked-out hole and began pumping away. Soon Kenny and Katie came over and started rubbing her tits and sucking her nipples. I thought Jackie would go berserk from it all! I could feel her pussy clamping down on my cock as she came with a loud, long orgasm. I don’t think she’d ever had both her nipples sucked at the same time while a long cock was pumping away at her, but she was loving the sensation, and we all knew it.

  Finally, we all fell asleep. The next morning I awoke to find myself alone in bed. When I checked the living room, I saw Kenny seated on the couch with Jackie riding his cock and Katie playing with his balls. They looked over to me and joked that they were just killing time until I woke up!

  Jackie confessed to me later that wasn’t the first time she and Katie had shared lovers—as college roommates, they would sometimes bring a boyfriend home and give him the surprise of his life: two horny women.

  It was quite a wedding night for Jackie and me thanks to Katie and Kenny. The four of us are planning a vacation together, but before that, Kenny and Katie have asked us over so we can help celebrate their anniversary!

  —A.R., Seattle, Washington

  HE DIDN’T KNOW WHAT LAY IN STORE FOR THE WEEKEND, BUT GAVE IT THE OLD COLLEGE TRY

  I’m writing to tell you about a wild night my wife Kerry and I recently had with two other couples. Kerry had always wanted to have her two friends from college fly in to visit us for the weekend since they hadn’t seen each other for a couple of years. Kerry finally got in touch with them and they all made a date to come up and see us. Her friend Donna was going to bring her husband, Ron and Sally would come with her new boyfriend, Tommy.

  Then we started to get things under way. Kerry planned some fun things we could do, which meant I had to stand in line for hours to get tickets to a San Diego Padres game. She told me from the beginning that she wanted this to be a grown-up-type weekend, not the typical college-girl slumber party she thought I was expecting.

  Frankly, I wasn’t too excited about the girls’ visit because I don’t feel very comfortable around people I don’t know and didn’t want to have a house full of strangers for the weekend. But Kerry was excited about seeing her friends and showing off her new house and the deck we had built on the back, so I couldn’t argue. Besides, I figured if I went along with this she would let me go on a fishing trip to Canada I was planning with a few of my friends from the service.

  The two couples were scheduled to arrive within forty-five minutes of each other so Kerry waited for them at the airport while I finished cleaning out the garage. When they got to our house, the introductions were made and Kerry gave everyone the grand tour. Donna and Ron decided to take the guest bedroom next to ours and Sally and Tommy took their suitcases downstairs to our rec room, where we have a fold-out sofa for guests.

  That evening we sat around the living room drinking beer while the girls talked about old college times and other goofy stuff. Donna told us about a trip she and Ron had made to Mardi Gras a few months earlier. Kerry started giggling when she heard that a couple of guys tossed beads to Donna and started chanting, “Tits, tits, tits!” This caught my attention since Donna is built like a centerfold model and is the kind I would probably toss beads to if I wasn’t married. Donna admitted she was embarrassed, but Ron had said it was up to her to show her body off. She said she flashed them quickly and kept walking.

  This got Kerry and Sally acting like college coeds again as they giggled and teased each other about what they would have done in that situation. The conversation was really geared to the girls, so Ron, Tommy, and I left them alone and went downstairs to the rec room to play some pool.

  After about an hour the girls came down with some fresh drinks for us. It was obvious that they had been drinking a little upstairs as well. Tommy and I were just starting a game and the girls were acting goofy, cheering us on with each shot. Donna then said that since Sally and Kerry had so much fun teasing her about Mardi Gras that whoever’s husband or boyfriend lost the game had to lift their shirt and flash everyone in the room. This caught me off-guard because I’m pretty protective of my wife and wasn’t too high on the idea of the other guys seeing her tits. Kerry and Sally got more nervous as Donna took on the role of announcer. Tommy and I both missed some pretty easy shots because we were getting nervous and distracted. Thankfully the fact that I play pool a lot paid off and I won. Kerry jumped up and down as I sank the last shot.

  I wasn’t sure if the girls were serious, but soon they were chanting, “Tits, tits, tits!” like a bunch of horny guys at Mardi Gras. Sally stood at the end of the table blushing and trying to talk her way out of having to flash us. After a couple of minutes she decided to get it over with and quickly lifted her sweatshirt up and down. I caught a quick glimpse of her white bra, but that was about it. That didn’t satisfy everyone, though. Donna said Sally wasn’t getting away without showing us her tits.

  I guess Donna was the wild one because she said since Sally cheated she had to take her sweatshirt all the way off, remove her bra and then she could put her sweatshirt back on. Sally balked at the idea but Donna and Kerry chased her around the table and said they’d help her if she didn’t do it on her own. Us guys just kind of stood around speechless as the girls played their little game.

  Soon her sweatshirt was off and Donna was dancing around the room waving Sally’s bra like a flag. Sally is five foot four and has blonde hair that was tied up in a loose ponytail. She has a nice petite figure with smaller breasts than the other two. All of us got a good look at those pert breasts before she finally put her sweatshirt back on. After that demonstration, Sally got more into the game the girls were playing, maybe because she knew Tommy wouldn’t be playing the next round and she had nothing to worry about.

  Since Sally lost it was her turn to set the stakes. She obviously wanted to get back at the other two, so she said the loser had to serve everyone drinks topless. Unfortunately, I lost. Actually, Kerry was the loser that time, and I could tell she knew it by the pissed-off look on her face. She was hesitant but she eventually unbuttoned her shirt and asked me to unsnap her bra. Her breasts bounced free from the cups as the girls hooted and hollered and the guys just sat and watched, not really sure how to react.

  Sally and Donna tried embarrassing Kerry even more by rubbing their cold beer bottles against her nipples. Soon Kerry’s points were as big and hard as the end of my cue stick. I don’t even think I’d ever seen them that hard. This definitely caught the guys’ attention. Surprisingly I was more turned on than I’d ever imagined I could be. But I was even more surprised when Kerry didn’t put her top back on.

  Then it was Ker
ry’s turn to set the stakes. I knew she wanted to see her friends undress in front of everybody, but instead of only the loser undressing, each ball that we pocketed cost an article of clothing—and Kerry got to choose what came off! I immediately began to get hard at the thought of the other two women undressing in front of all of us.

  Ron sank two balls on the break and the game was off to a quick start. Off came Sally’s sweatshirt. She had lost her bra earlier so her pert breasts stuck out at attention. Next were her shoes. All of a sudden I felt a weird electricity sweeping through the room. We guys started giving each other knowing glances as the girls teased each other and tried to persuade Kerry to take it easy on them.

  When Ron sank a third ball I started hoping that he wouldn’t run the table because I wanted to at least get a good look at Donna’s tits. Kerry skipped the socks and demanded Sally’s pants. Remembering how the others had gotten her bra she hesitantly unzipped her pants and slowly pulled them down. She stood there in her panties and socks as the girls teased her mercilessly because her panties had Betty Boop faces on them. This loosened up the other guys and soon everyone was joking with her.

  Tommy finally made a shot and Kerry instructed Donna to remove her top. Underneath she was wearing a lace bra that did little to cover her dark areolae. I took a hit off my beer and thought, “Damn, this is getting pretty good!”