by Letters to Penthouse VII- Celebrate the Rites of Pleasure (epub)
Once Stephanie caught her breath, she urged me to continue. But first she had another request: “Kiss me now. I want to taste my come on your lips.”
I moved up and put my dewy lips on hers. Her tongue began to lick and explore my mouth. As she pressed her lips against mine, her muffled groans told me that she enjoyed what she was tasting.
As we continued to lock lips I put two fingers into her cunt. I rubbed my fingers inside her, moving them around so that she would get the full effect. Then she hit her second orgasm, this one even hotter and wetter than the first.
As she lay on the bed catching her breath I worked my hand back up her body. Then I whispered in her ear, “I'm hot for you. Please get me off with your fingers and tongue.”
Stephanie and I switched places. Before she began to play with my sex, however, she reached into her drawer and pulled out a bottle of baby oil. She squirted the oil all over my tits and stomach and rubbed it in slowly. I began to groan and move my hips in response as she had done minutes before.
“I'll get you off like you've never felt it before,” Stephanie said.
She put my legs over her shoulders so that my gap was wide and exposed for anything that she had in mind. She put three fingers into my cunt and began to play with me, saying, “Come all over my fingers. I want to taste you on my fingers. I want you to taste yourself when you come on my hand.”
Her fingers danced over my clit and I quickly covered them with my cunt juice. She pulled her fingers out, put two of them in her mouth and licked them clean, then put the other two fingers she had used in my mouth.
“Don't you like the way this tastes?” she asked. “Don't you like the way your come tastes on my fingers?”
My skin was burning like never before. In fact, Stephanie and I remained hot all night and into the early hours of the morning, when we took a long, cool shower. She soaped me from head to toe and I returned the favor. We didn't overstay our time in the shower for fear that some of the other girls might walk in on us Instead, we ran naked back to our room and jumped into her bed
We continued dating guys, but if we were dumped, it didn't bother us.—S.L., Lincoln, Nebraska
SHE COULDN'T FIND A BRA THAT FIT—SO SHE FOUND ANOTHER'S TITS
It was a rainy day and I was bored, so I thought I'd go to the mall to pick up some new lingerie. I'm a full-figured woman who's a bit overweight, so I can't buy average-size clothing. But I like going to department stores anyway, to browse through the latest styles and designs.
I was in the bra section when one bra in particular caught my eye. As I picked it up a lady walked by me and knelt to look at some bras hanging at about knee height. As she reached past my knees to get the one she was looking at, her hand brushed my thigh and her face passed within six inches of my leg, causing my pussy to tingle.
“Excuse me,” I said, moving a bit to the left.
She put back the bra she had and said, “You smell very nice.”
“Thank you. It's lily of the valley soap,” I answered.
“Mmmm, nice,” was her response.
I experienced more tingling sensations and felt juices stirring in my love-hole. I've never been with anyone but my husband, so I didn't know what to make of this. I took a long look at her while she was busy browsing. I thought she was nice looking, almost beautiful, with beautiful, hip-length blonde hair.
“Do you like this one?” she asked. I just about jumped, I'd been so lost in my own thoughts.
“What?” I asked.
“I'm sorry. You were looking at me, so I thought I'd ask your opinion,” she responded, smiling.
“I was admiring your hair,” I answered, hoping she couldn't read the truth. My cheeks were turning pink.
“Don't be embarrassed. I enjoy being looked at. My name is Terry,” she said.
“Mine is Wednesday,” I answered, blushing madly.
“That's a beautiful name. You know I can never find anything in my size in the styles I like. How do you do it?” she asked.
“I don't usually get my stuff in the stores. I order most of it. But I do get lucky every once in a while, so I come in and look around.”
“I thought so,” she said, looking at my tits. “I'm a 38B and I have a hard time. And you are much better endowed than I.” This really got me tingling, because while she was looking at me she was licking her lips. Then she stepped closer, reached across at tit level and grabbed a bra. God, I thought she was going to grab my tit! By this time I felt all wet and ready to be fucked. “Do you like this?” she asked, holding the bra tightly across her chest.
“It's okay, but this one is much prettier,” I said, passing her the one I had been looking at.
“Yes, I agree. It's beautiful,” she nodded. “But do they have my size?” We both began looking for the bra in her size. As I began searching the upper rack, she bent over and reached for one at knee level. When she stood up she said in a husky voice, “Yes, you do smell good. Your soap mixed with pussy juice smells quite edible.”
“I'm sorry?” I gasped, jumping back nervously.
She reached up and laid her hand on the inside of my thigh, just above my knee. “Don't move,” she whispered. “I enjoy smelling you. You smell very sexy.”
“Please, don't,” I said in a quavering voice. I hadn't been this turned on in a long time, and I had never been turned on by another girl.
As I was deep in thought, she said, “I think I'll buy the one you chose. It's very nice.” Then she found a pair of panties to match, looked at me, smiled and said, “Thank you for the help and for such an interesting hour.” Then she left. I was shaking so badly I don't know how I made it to my car, but I do know that once I was there the first thing I did was put my hand under my skirt.
I was so wet that my fingers emerged covered with juice. I lapped it off.
A truck pulled in and four guys got out and went into the mall. I spread my legs a bit and started playing with myself. Because of where I was parked and how I was sitting no one could see me fingering myself.
I was really getting into it, so I didn't see the men come back until I heard voices. I opened my eyes and one of them was smiling at me. Then, making sure the men were busy talking among themselves and that no one else was watching, I very slowly eased my index finger in and out of my pussy.
I knew they couldn't see me or what I was doing, so I wasn't worried when the guy who smiled at me kept looking over once in a while. I slowly continued what I had been doing. Every once in a while I would suck my fingers clean.
Now, if it wasn't for a slight change in my breathing, no one would ever know when I get off. So after about ten minutes I came, not the least bit worried that anyone knew. But God I felt so much better!
I removed my fingers, sucked my come off and started my car. Then the guy who had watched me walked over to my car, bent down and said, “I couldn't help noticing you getting yourself off. I just wish it was me eating your pussy juice,” he said with a big grin.
I stared at him for what seemed forever and stammered, “I'm very quiet and no one usually knows. What gave me away?”
“Hon, with tits like yours, anyone who enjoyed sex would notice the change in your breathing. Anyway, thanks for letting me watch,” he said, and walked away.
About a week later I went to the beach. I was lying on my stomach reading a book when someone started rubbing my shoulders. A female voice said, “Fancy meeting you here. Lie still and I'll grease you up so you won't burn.”
After she rubbed lotion on my back and shoulders, her hands moved down to my thighs. I looked around and, Lord have mercy, it was Terry from the mall. Man, she was a knockout in her swimsuit! She tenderly stroked my thighs, occasionally slipping her fingers up to my crotch but not quite touching it.
As she rubbed a bit more, she said: “You're a very naughty girl. You made me so horny last week I had to go to the ladies' room at the mall to get myself off. And I'm loud when I come!”
Then I related my story to he
r. “Such a pity,” she sighed. “You should have gone to the ladies' room with me and I'd have eaten you out … Such a waste.”
I smiled and asked, “What makes you think I'd let you eat me?”
“I'd like a chance to prove just how enjoyable it can be,” she whispered.
I looked at her and said: “I've never been with a girl. I wouldn't know where to start.”
“Hon,” she replied, “I'd be pleased if you would let me be the first. Come with me.” Well, by this time I was so turned on that I was weak in the knees. We got up and I followed her into a nearby beach house. I sighed as she put her arms around me and kissed me full on the lips. She tasted sweet. Her tongue forced my lips open and she French-kissed me. I just about melted. She broke the kiss, led me into the bedroom and took off her suit. I looked at her body, wishing mine was built more like hers.
“How do I look?” she asked.
With a voice made husky by lust I answered, “You're breathtaking.” She walked close to me so that our boobs touched. Then she stood there swaying so that our tits rubbed back and forth. I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation. Then I felt my suit leave my shoulders, and we were flesh against flesh.
I thought I was going to come right there and then. She gently pushed me backward until my legs touched the bed. Then she knelt and removed the rest of the suit. I felt the suit land around my ankles. “Lift your foot,” she told me. As I did so, she planted a kiss on my pussy fur. Then she moved between my legs and slid her tongue in between my pussy lips, brushing my clit. My knees gave way and I landed on the bed. She was on top of me as fast as you could blink. She rubbed her titties against mine and I started coming.
“My God, I'm coming!” I screamed. She quickly slid down between my legs and lapped my come-juice until it stopped flowing.
“Well, that didn't take long.” She smirked. “How about we start all over?”
“I've never done this before, and I don't know where to start,” I said.
“Sure you do. Look, let's start with a 69. Whatever you want done to you, do to me and I'll copy you. It's great. You get an extra thrill because you actually feel like you're doing it to yourself.” She turned herself around so her pussy was on my face and her face was in my pussy. Not sure what to do, I blew on her triangle. I felt her blow back on mine.
This might be okay, I thought, as I reached up and very lightly rubbed her cunt lips. She did the same. I eased apart her cunt lips and played with her clit with the end of my index finger. Again she did the same. The more I got into this, the more I felt like I was playing with myself. I decided to get braver. I lapped at her clit and the outer edges of her hole. As I in turn received these manipulations, I felt my juices drip down my ass-cheeks. I stuck my tongue into her hole and wiggled it in and out as if it was a small dick.
“I thought you said you'd never done this before,” she gasped. Then she screamed, “Ohhh, I'm coming!” I kept working her with my tongue, every once in a while replacing my flicking tongue with small butterfly kisses. By this time I was in my own world, so I was completely unaware of the fact that the closet door had opened.
I was on the verge of coming all over Terry's pretty face when I felt a hand rub my titties. “I told you I'd help get you off,” said a deep male voice.
I must have jumped ten feet. Then I turned to see a hunk of a man with the biggest dick I'd ever seen. He smiled and I recognized him from the mall parking lot. It was the man who had watched me masturbate.
“Now I know I just died and went to heaven,” I said.
“Think you could handle ten inches in that pussy?” he asked as he mounted me.
He slid it in as smooth as silk. His penis was so enormous it felt as if it was reaching up to my chest. As he fucked me, Terry kissed and licked my belly and chest. Then she moved down and started lapping and kissing my ass and his balls. At that point I lost it. I came so hard I think I must have had five orgasms all at once. I felt like I was going to pass out. Moments later he pulled out, shooting his load all over my face and mouth. I tried to catch most of it with my mouth, and what I missed Terry was quick to lap up.
The man explained, “I came home that night and told my wife about this hot chick who got herself off in the parking lot. Then she told me about this girl with great tits she had met in the mall. Well, we put two and two together and discovered we had both met the same girl. By the way,” he added, “thanks for allowing me to watch … again.” W.T., Los Angeles, California
GO, GIRLS! SUPERCHARGED LOVERS CAN'T WAIT TO FONDLE IN THE FAST LANE
This past summer my lover and I, while on a road trip to Florida, had an experience that I won't soon forget.
I am twenty-seven years old and stand five feet five inches tall. I have a dancer's body: lean, well-shaped, muscular. With blondish-brown hair and eyes that change color, many men find me attractive. My lover is twenty-six. Susie is five feet six, with short brown hair, beautiful light blue eyes and a fabulous body. A real knockout, she is always turning heads.
It was a very pretty afternoon. We had been driving quite a while and were becoming restless with the monotony of the highway. To relieve the boredom we decided to talk about the things that make us horny. Susie said she loved seeing me in skirts. Just to get her going I mentioned that I was wearing a lacy G-string underneath my skirt, which I casually pulled up a little higher so that she might catch a glimpse.
As the conversation continued we became more and more aroused. While I was driving Susie reached over and kissed me, her hands sliding underneath my blouse to feel my breasts. I have small tits, and they almost always have erect nipples. Susie began to roll the ends around in her fingers until they became rock hard. The next thing I knew she pulled a pillow from the backseat and placed it between us, partially on my lap. She laid her head down on it. With one hand on the wheel I stroked her hair, caressing and touching her face, ears, nose and lips. Susie has full lips, soft to touch and wonderful to feel. She looked up at me with those beautiful eyes and said she wanted me right there. I could feel myself getting excited just by the thought of it.
I could hardly believe what happened next. Susie started nibbling, licking and kissing her way up my stomach until she found my breasts. She started sucking on my nipples, making me hot with anticipation of what was to happen next. Her hand slid up the insides of my thighs until she found my crotch, which by this point was wet with excitement.
Susie loves playing with my hair. Exploring, teasing and arousing me to greater heights, she soon lifted my skirt over my hips.
Being the athletic type, I am pretty flexible, a trait that comes in handy when you're having sex in a car. I found myself with my right leg stretched across Susie's body. Susie repositioned herself so that she was able to slide her tongue down from my belly button to my hot pussy, rolling it around until she found my clit. I reached over and felt the small of her back, my hand meandering lazily to her beautiful ass. How I wished I could lick and suck on this wonderful creature in my car. I could see her body contracting with pleasure, which made me want more. She told me to continue driving or else she would stop.
By this point my love juices were flowing. She slipped one finger inside my pulsating cunt, sliding it in and out, driving me crazy! In seconds her head was buried deep between my legs and I found myself driving faster. Her tongue found my clit and her lips surrounded it and sucked. I moaned with pleasure, at which point Susie stuck a second finger in my cunt and began pistoning them in and out of my soaking hole. I felt as if I would come all over us both. I really had to concentrate on not losing control of the car, as traffic seemed to be picking up. I think this excited Susie even more.
Susie loves to be inside my butt. She says it is so soft, tight and welcoming. So I was not at all surprised when I felt a finger probing my other hole. Lifting my hips and thrusting deep inside my ass as her tongue teased my clit, Susie sent me skyrocketing into the most exciting orgasm I have ever experienced. Realizing that I was speeding down the
highway and that the truck drivers probably had a wonderful view made it even more exciting.
That was one road trip I'll never forget. I'm looking forward to our next trip so that I can return the favor to my sweet lover.-Name and address withheld
CAREER GIRL LEARNS THAT A GOOD MASSAGE RUBS HER THE RIGHT WAY
Being a fast-rising female senior executive in an international accounting firm, I have little time for a social life, let alone sex or other physical enjoyments. As a matter of fact, the most exercise I get is a steady workout in hotel exercise rooms when I travel.
Because of all the stress I have on the job, my work was be coming more seriously affected as time went on, until one day friend of mine suggested that I get a total body massage to relieve my tension.
I scheduled the event for an afternoon when I could afford to be away from the office for a few hours. I arrived home just minutes before the masseur was due. The service didn't mention who would be coming, but assured me that I would get my money's worth, I just didn't know how true their promise would be. When the doorbell rang I opened it to find an attractive young woman of medium height and build with soft brown hair shimmering in the afternoon sunlight. Her eyes were warm and riveting. I was immediately attracted to her, in a way I'd previously only felt toward men.
I invited her in. Dominique commented on the fact that I was still dressed and that our time, though not rushed, was limited. I watched as she immediately set to work setting up her equipment and preparing the oils and scents. I should have been getting ready, but all I could do was watch, mesmerized by the beauty of this woman's lithe body covered by her light cotton shift. I asked Dominique if she might like a glass of wine. “That would be lovely,” Dominique said.
Dominique prepared a warm bath and turned on some soft jazz music. Returning to retrieve me, she took my hand and led me into the bathroom, where she began to remove my clothes. Gently she turned me to face the full-length mirror. Standing behind me, she reached around and began to slowly smooth my blouse over my breasts, searching out the buttons and deliberately taking her time unbuttoning each one, beginning at the top. My heart began to race, my breathing became deeper and shorter as a warm glow began to sweep over my entire body. Soon I began to tingle all over and felt the juices flow in my pussy. I was not sure of what would come next, but I was not terribly worried.
