by Letters to Penthouse VII- Celebrate the Rites of Pleasure (epub)
One night while lying in bed beside Carol, thumbing through one of our many issues of Penthouse Letters, I came across a series of photographs that made me do a double take. The model in the photos was the spitting image of Carol! I scrutinized the pictures for several minutes before sharing them with Carol. She marveled at the resemblance as well. Seeing my wife's look-alike in an erotic magazine really turned me on. It also inspired a plan.
The next day I dug my photography equipment out of a closet and set it up in the rec room. Then I went out and bought Carol a sexy set of white silk lingerie. That evening I took her out to a fancy restaurant for dinner and presented her with my gift. She loved it and said she couldn't wait to get home and try it on. Five minutes later the check was paid and we were on our way.
Once home, I ushered Carol into the rec room. The camera and spotlights were ready to go.
When she saw the setup, she smiled mischievously and said, “I guess I'd better go change into my new lingerie, don't you think?”
When she stepped back into the room she looked absolutely stunning. The lingerie fit her beautifully, flowing gracefully over her body and emphasizing every curve of her gorgeous feminine physique. She had applied fresh makeup and she looked like a sultry tramp. She leaned against the pool table and gave me a pose. I felt like forgetting about the camera and taking her right there on the pool table, but I managed to compose myself and start snapping pictures.
Carol really got into it. She knew how to make love to the camera. Each pose she struck was sexier and more revealing than the last. Soon she was on the couch with her legs spread, fingering herself as I took shot after sexy shot. After a few minutes of this I couldn't take it anymore. I put the camera aside and stripped faster than I ever had before. The camera wasn't the only tool that did a lot of shooting that night!
Several months later things were getting a little dull, so we decided to spend a day at the horse races to add some excitement to our lives. Carol added a bit more excitement to the event by wearing a low-cut top and tight denim shorts that exposed her ass-cheeks. Like all females, Carol really enjoys attracting male attention.
We bet on the first three races and lost each time. When I went to place our bets on the fourth race, I noticed a handsome, young, blond-haired man collecting his winnings. I struck up a conversation with him. It seemed that lady luck had favored him that day. He had won his first three picks.
We walked outside and talked for several minutes. After advising me on how to bet the next race, he nudged me with his elbow, pointed and said: “Now, there's a real winner.”
He was pointing at Carol, or rather at Carol's ass. Her tight denim shorts were quite an eye-catcher and left little to the imagination.
“She's a winner, all right,” I agreed. “And I should know—she's my wife.”
At first John (that was his name) seemed embarrassed, but I quickly put him at ease and introduced him to Carol. Then I hurried to place our bets according to John's suggestion.
When I got back to the grandstand I immediately noticed that my wife was very interested in John. They were flirting outrageously. She kept leaning up against him, and more than once I noticed his hand graze her plump ass.
Soon my attention was diverted by the race. John's tip paid off and we won a bundle on a long shot. Carol thanked John with a big hug that he obviously enjoyed. I went to cash in on our winnings, leaving Carol and John alone together. This time I made a point to discreetly observe Carol and John before returning. I saw John slip his hand into Carol's back pocket. Carol giggled and pulled out some of the erotic photographs that I had taken of her and showed them to him.
When I returned, John seemed unfazed by the fact that he was browsing through naked photos of my wife. He just told me what a lucky guy I was and kept right on looking, obviously enjoying himself immensely.
After the last race we all headed out the gate together. I wanted to thank him for his tip but didn't know how. Then, just as we were about to go our separate ways, Carol invited him over to our place for a barbecue. I thought I knew what she had in mind and I liked the idea, so I quickly seconded the invitation. He accepted readily.
Once home Carol strolled off to the master bedroom and slipped into a thong bikini. John's eyes nearly popped out of his skull when she returned. Carol's bikini was two sizes too small and her pussy hairs were peeking out the sides. Carol noticed John's reaction and seemed quite pleased with herself. She stepped up beside John, placed a hand on his shoulder and said, “Let's all go relax in the Jacuzzi.”
John immediately went to the cabana to get undressed, while I headed to the kitchen for some wine. When I returned I found John in the hot tub, buck naked. He couldn't take his eyes off Carol. I stripped off my clothes and joined them. Carol immediately stood up, water cascading over her firm, scantily-clad breasts. She must have felt our eyes devouring her as she poured us each a glass of wine.
After a few minutes of awkward silence Carol boldly made the first move. Laughing mischievously, she sat down between John's legs and began rubbing her ass against his erect penis. I could see why Carol was so attracted to him. He had a well-developed chest and a dark complexion that contrasted nicely with his sandy blond hair.
When Carol turned around, their lips met. As they kissed passionately, John's hands began roaming over Carol's body. He unfastened her bikini top and her beautiful breasts bounced free. Carol moaned with delight as he sucked and licked her swollen nipples. At the same time she reached back and gently stroked my throbbing hard-on.
After getting us both hotter than hell, she calmly slid out of the tub to refill our glasses. She handed us our wine, smiled at John and reached for a sex toy she had hidden beneath a towel. It was a short, fat vibrator. Carol, it seemed, was about to give us a show. She sat on the edge of the Jacuzzi, spread her legs wide, switched on the vibrator and started rubbing it across her swollen pussy lips. Then she penetrated herself with it. We watched in awe as her pussy engulfed the plastic cock with a soft, squelching sound. Over and over again she plunged that vibrator deep inside her pussy until she was shrieking with intense pleasure.
But the show had only just begun. After catching her breath Carol turned around, reached behind her and slowly began inserting the dildo into her asshole. Slowly her tight chocolate tunnel took in inch after inch of hard, vibrating plastic. When half the vibrator had entered her butt, she began to have trouble reaching it. “Help me, John,” she said. “Shove it in really deep.”
Like a shot John was at her side, helping her work the vibrator into her ass. I was a little disappointed that she hadn't asked me to help her, but I was enjoying the show so much that I didn't let it trouble me long.
Soon the vibrator was buried deep in her ass. Only the last inch of it was peeking out between her ass-cheeks. The pulsations of the sex toy were driving Carol crazy. “Fu— Fu— Fuck me, John,” she panted. “Fuck me deep and hard!”
John stood eager to comply, and Carol wrapped her legs around him and drew him to her.
His big dick slipped effortlessly into her wet and swollen pussy. John grunted with pleasure. Carol moaned with delight.
At first John pounded his penis into her fast and furiously. Soon, however, he discovered the titillating pleasure caused by the vibrator still pulsing in Carol's ass. He buried his shaft in her to the hilt and let the tickling sensation wash over his cock. He was on the verge of coming when Carol pushed him away. She pulled the vibrator out of her ass and demanded that I take its place.
Now it was John's turn to watch and my turn to play. Carol's ass was tight and firm and I could feel her powerful ass muscles repeatedly tightening and loosening their grip on my shaft.
Watching Carol get butt-fucked really seemed to turn John on. At Carol's direction he rolled Carol and me onto our sides and buried his penis in her cunt. Soon both John and I were slamming away. Carol was screaming in ecstasy as my balls bounced into John's. After a few minutes of this I exploded inside her ass.
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I pulled my penis out of Carol and sat back to catch my breath. Meanwhile Carol had again pushed John away in order to stop him from coming too soon. She had something else in mind.
She quickly maneuvered John into the 69 position. Her hands rubbed John's balls as she began working her bright red lips down to the root of his shaft. Finally, with apparent effort, she managed to work his cock into her throat. She began bobbing her head up and down, making his long dick fuck her tight throat.
This drove John crazy. Impulsively he wrapped his hands around her head and started fucking her face. Carol took it in stride and seconds later John's balls tensed up and he shot his load deep inside her gullet. As his cries of pleasure subsided, a trickle of stray come dripped down the corner of her mouth.
But Carol was by no means finished with her newfound stud. She never even allowed him time to recuperate. Still craving more sex, Carol began expertly massaging and kneading John's rapidly shrinking cock until it was a rapidly growing cock once again.
Then John fucked her pussy again and after a little while I joined the action and worked my dick back into her ass. We must have ridden her for over an hour before calling it a night. I lost track of how many orgasms Carol had.
John showered and left us with a warm good-bye. We never saw him again. I guess that sure was his lucky day!
That night my wife and I once again curled up with a copy of Penthouse Letters … but that's another story.—Name and address withheld
THEY ENJOY A SEXUAL SUNDAY WITH AN ANAL CHERRY ON TOP
Words simply cannot describe the excitement, intensity and ultimate joy of the experience I want to share with you. I am not especially kinky or perverted, but I recently had an experience that was truly remarkable and filled with the kind of passion that only two open-minded people can share.
Last September I met a very special lady. She isn't a perfect beauty like Cindy Crawford, but she certainly is one of the most striking women I have ever seen. Talia has an incredible body. She's five feet tall and weighs only one hundred pounds. She has a firm gymnast's body with a perfectly flat tummy, beautiful long legs and an absolutely amazing ass.
Talia is a businesswoman who can dress elegantly and erotically at the same time. Our sexual relationship was great right from the start but not nearly as fantastic as it became once we had learned all the subtle ways to tantalize each other's body.
Our bedroom takes up the entire top floor of an old house. Basically it is a six-hundred-square-foot space completely covered with deep, white shag carpeting—an ideal playpen and love-nest. We often disappear up the stairs early each evening to indulge in hours of pleasure. Both of us are equally turned on by giving or receiving. I delight in giving her orgasm after breathless orgasm. I am incredibly turned on by the way her tiny, lithe body convulses during her orgasms. She is better than any fantasy I have ever had.
For many years I was very promiscuous, and all that practice made me very good in bed. One of the first things I learned about women was that if I took pleasure in giving them pleasure I would rarely be rejected. Since then I have had the pleasure of helping many women achieve powerful orgasms. I have also learned that (unfortunately) only a handful of women are willing to try anal sex.
When Talia and I were first getting to know each other better, she asked me if I had ever experienced anal sex. I thought she was only asking to find out more about my past, but one evening as we were playing with each other's body, I discovered that her asshole was very sensitive.
I had just finished giving her a total body massage and she was lying on her stomach feeling very relaxed. I leaned over and ran my tongue slowly up her spine. Her body curled up the way cats do when you scratch them in the right place. I did this a couple more times and Talia's moans and sighs were delightful. As I licked between her legs she spread them wide and I was transfixed by the glorious sight before me.
The mounds of her plump ass and the pink lips of her pussy glistened with the oils I had used during the massage. Then, ever so slowly, I saw the lips of her pussy open. I ran my tongue up the soft, sweet skin of her inner thighs and lightly and tenderly probed the folds of her precious flower. Her hips undulated with the rhythm of my tongue. She spread her legs even wider and my tongue started dancing on her clit. As she got increasingly aroused, her hips moved faster and faster. I wanted to make the pleasure last longer, so I stiffened my tongue and ran it over her asshole and the crack of her ass up her spine to the base of her neck. I did this again and noticed that she really enjoyed it when my tongue lingered on the little bud of her asshole.
Gently I stuck my tongue inside it and Talia squirmed with delight. Moments later I pushed my cock through the folds of her pussy deep into her love-canal. A few strokes later we exploded in intense simultaneous orgasms. Exhausted, I collapsed on top of her. She sighed and moaned with satisfaction.
A couple of days later, after we had just made love, Talia was soaking wet. I playfully wriggled two fingers into her hot, wet box. She responded by grabbing my still-stiff rod and planting herself on top of it, pushing it into her as far as possible. Moments later, as she neared orgasm, I reached around and slipped my pussy-drenched middle finger into her tight little asshole. I pushed deeper and deeper until she came, shuddering uncontrollably.
Even after this experience I only fantasized about anal penetration. She was so small and tight that I was afraid it would hurt my precious little baby. Little did I know that she was having fantasies about giving me what she had never given any other man—her perfect, tight ass.
It was a Sunday morning, and as usual we started the day by making love. She really likes me to take my time in the morning and slowly awaken her passion. The rewards are always well worth the trouble. She was sleeping with her legs gently spread, one leg lying over my leg. I started running my fingers through her closely cropped bush, tenderly tugging on her pubic hair. Her bush was always trimmed and the hair on her pussy lips was just long enough to avoid the prickles. Slowly, in her sleep, her hips started moving with the rhythm of my hand. I gently lifted her leg and pressed my cock tenderly against her pussy lips as she started to wake up.
Drowsily, she pushed against my cock until it filled her completely. I put a finger on her clit and stroked it in time with the thrusts of my cock. Her gasps got shorter and shorter until she came. It was a long, drawn-out orgasm.
After she recovered from the high of her orgasm, she flipped me onto my back and lay on her back on top of me—snuggling her cute little ass into my crotch. As soon as my cock was hard again, she reached down and guided it back into her sopping pussy. Then she ground against me, rolling her hips in ways that drove me crazy. She creates tremendous pressure on the underside of my cock and usually makes me come very quickly. She delights in exerting this sort of control over me.
She continued working my cock in and out of her pussy until I succumbed to a breathtaking orgasm. While we paused to rest, I played with Talia, spreading her pussy lips wide with one hand and massaging her clit with the other. We watched ourselves in the full-length mirror conveniently placed on the wall near the bed and saw my come oozing out of her pussy.
Usually this sight gets Talia so excited that she immediately impales herself on my dick and begs me to fuck her again. But this time was different. Talia rolled over and slowly stroked me back to hardness with her expert hands and luscious mouth. As I approached orgasm she swallowed as much of my dick as she could and pushed the tip of one of her fingers into my ass. I exploded almost instantaneously. Gasping for breath, I watched as my cream trickled out of the corner of her mouth. Wow, talk about the rockets' red glare!
When I came back down to earth I really needed time to recuperate. Talia rolled over on her side and I snuggled up behind her. I hadn't yet had enough time to go soft, and she wiggled until my stiff cock was right up against the crack of her incredible ass. I wondered what it would be like to slip it into her asshole, but I worried about hurting her.
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this was going through my mind, Talia reached behind her, wrapped her fingers around my cock and pressed the head against her little rosebud asshole. I could hardly breathe in anticipation. With her hand still firmly wrapped around my cock, she slowly, ever so slowly, began feeding my cock into her virgin asshole.
A fantasy beyond my fondest dreams was suddenly unfolding. I didn't dare move for fear of disturbing the moment. Slowly Talia worked the crown of my big cock into her ass. When she paused for a moment to relax, we noticed that we were both sweating and trembling like virgins.
Talia was really getting into the groove. Gently and tenderly she worked my thick member in and out of her, taking a little more of my meat every time. With a little effort her fine ass finally swallowed my whole cock.
I increased the speed of my thrusts and Talia rocked her hips against me, straining to take in every inch. The pleasure was beyond description. After a couple more strokes I came harder than I ever had before. My cock popped out of her ass, shooting come everywhere, then plunged back in, lining her tight canal with jism.
Totally spent, we remained in the spoon position with me still buried deep inside of her for what seemed like hours. Talia had given me something that I had never before experienced—an anal cherry. The experience surpassed any that had come before. Since then we enjoy anal sex at least five or six times a month.—S.T., Tucson, Arizona
GAL'S AN ASS-TONISHING WOMAN WITH ASS-TOUNDING ASSETS
I'm a six-foot-four-inch black male with an average-size cock. I'm an avid reader of Penthouse Letters, so I thought I should make a contribution of my own. My story begins three years ago with a business trip to a large East Coast city. At one of the meetings I attended I met a very thin black woman named Beryl. She has tiny tits, a pretty face and a delicious ass. We went out for dinner the first night of my trip and she showed me some of the sights. Afterward we returned to her home and had a few drinks.
