by Letters to Penthouse VII- Celebrate the Rites of Pleasure (epub)
I was slightly confused, but Eileen took my hand and explained that she and Tasha had discussed the possibility of the three of us making love. She had told Tasha to think about it before making a decision. Well, obviously she had thought about it. I was ecstatic thinking about what lay ahead.
We went back to Eileen's house. Things started slowly, but after a while I sat next to Tasha on the couch. I took her in my arms and gave her a gentle kiss. She started to melt. Eileen came up from behind Tasha, removed her blouse and played gently with her nipples through her delicate bra. Tasha then turned to face Eileen and enthusiastically kissed her while sliding a hand under her dress and caressing her through her panties. I lifted Eileen's dress over her head, removed her bra and lovingly kissed her breasts while Tasha continued to tease her cunt with her fingers. Abruptly Eileen stood, took us both by the hand and led us to her bedroom.
Once there, Eileen and I removed Tasha's skirt. Then Eileen removed her bra while I peeled her lacy panties down to reveal a lovely, moist pussy with a fine thatch of trimmed pussy hair and the gorgeous butt of which I had been dreaming. We laid her on the bed and slowly caressed her from head to toe. Eileen whispered seductively to her, describing very graphically how good we were going to make her feel. Tasha just smiled and relaxed as Eileen started to nuzzle her small, firm tits and suck her nipples until they stood out like pencil erasers. I settled in between her well-toned thighs and licked my way around her fine snatch until she was squirming.
Then I concentrated on her clit. It was as sweet as nectar.
Tasha was really enjoying herself now. She couldn't hold still. After a bit she wrapped her legs around my head and bucked hard with her first orgasm of the evening. She and Eileen hugged and shared laughter and kisses as I removed what was left of my clothes. I lay down and Eileen seductively crawled over and placed my hard dick into her loving mouth. She really gave great head; she knew exactly what made me feel good: a combination of deep-throating, sucking and stroking with her hands.
I enjoyed this tongue bath for what seemed like hours but was actually more like ten minutes. As she bobbed up and down on the head of my rock-hard shaft, I shot a huge load of come into her lovely mouth. Her eyes opened wide with surprise at the size of my load, but she managed to swallow most of it. The rest dribbled down her chin, which I thought made her look sexy indeed.
She wiped my come away with the back of her hand and, with a proud smile, announced that that had been her first blow job! We told her she was a natural and she laughed. She said it had never appealed to her before, but when she saw how much fun Eileen was having she just had to try it.
We rested for a while and I went to the kitchen to fix some cold drinks. When I returned the girls were snuggling on the bed. I just sat back and marveled at their beauty. Eileen reached into her nightstand and pulled out a long, thin vibrator. She applied it to Tasha's nipples and then moved it down to her receptive, young pussy. Tasha then took the vibrator and returned the pleasure to her coach. She alternated between teasing Eileen's clit and sliding it into her pussy.
Eileen gripped the sheets and thrust her pelvis forward to meet each of the younger girl's thrusts. She shook her head from side to side and gulped for air when Tasha removed the vibrator and replaced it with her tongue. I had a great view of Tasha's breath-taking ass as she lapped Eileen's cunt with a vengeance.
Unable to remain a mere spectator, I walked over and began stimulating Tasha's pussy and clit with the vibrator. Eileen started shaking and screaming and clutching at Tasha's head as an awesome climax worked through her. Meanwhile, I used Tasha's juices to lubricate her perfect butthole, which I then teased with my finger and the tip of my dick. Once Eileen recovered, she saw what I had in mind and asked Tasha if she would like to try anal sex. Tasha said she was willing, but she was afraid it might hurt. Eileen and I assured her that if she was relaxed and we were properly lubricated it would be great.
Eileen got some lotion and applied it to the butthole of the pretty young thing, slowly working her middle finger into the virgin hole. Tasha gasped, but in a short time she relaxed and started to really get into it. I put my dick on the portal to heaven and watched in amazement as it slowly disappeared. What a sight!
Tasha groaned in pleasure. I proceeded slowly, letting Tasha dictate the pace as she grew accustomed to my size. When she was once more relaxed, she urged me to fuck her harder and I obliged. We were delirious; I was feeling pleasure I didn't know existed. This tight, young thing was just milking me. Eileen joined in by buzzing Tasha's clit with the vibrator, and the younger woman really went wild. She started bucking like a bronco and making unworldly guttural noises. I knew she was close. Finally, she threw her head back and screamed. I gave one last thrust and pumped my load into her tight-virgin ass. We both collapsed in a heap, totally drained.
Eileen got some wet towels from the bathroom and washed us with them as we lay recovering. Then we had a last group hug and kiss before we drifted off to sleep.
Tasha leaves for a four-year school in the fall; but we've already made some great plans for the summer, including a diving trip to the Caymans. I can't wait.—E.R., Tallahassee, Florida
KINKY CLASSMATES TURN WEEKEND SEMINAR INTO WEEKEND SEMENAR
My name is Lena. I have shoulder-length, dark-brown hair and my body has been described as full yet slender. My boyfriend Edward urged me to write this letter. He reads your magazine all the time. He says I'm the perfect lovemaking machine, and I am. I love to suck and fuck, especially with him. I work in an office as a systems analyst but I've been taking night and weekend classes in psychology. I recently met another woman in the class. Her name is Sylvia. She's married and has two kids.
Sylvia and I quickly became friends. We often sat around after class and discussed our sex lives. I knew that Sylvia was always interested in hearing about my romantic encounters, but I never noticed the hungry way she would look at me as she listened.
One day our psychology professor announced an upcoming weekend seminar. It sounded interesting, so Sylvia and I signed up. We booked a hotel room together to save money.
The seminar was held in a huge hotel conference room. Over two hundred people were in attendance, but I still thought it was boring. As I listened to the speakers drone on and on, I decided to call Edward and ask him to meet me at the hotel and fuck my brains out. The more I thought about it, the more I liked the idea. I excused myself and went to call him.
When I told Edward my idea, he was delighted. But then he said, “What about Sylvia? Aren't you rooming together?” I was so desperate to see Edward that, without even thinking, I told him we would worry about her later.
When the seminar ended for the day, Sylvia went out with some other students and I rushed to the hotel lobby to wait for Edward. When I saw him walk in, my sense of caution went right out the window. My pussy started heating up and getting wet as I stood watching him walk toward me. I kissed him, grabbed his hand and practically dragged him to the elevator and up into the room.
Once we were inside, I slammed the door behind me. I sat on the edge of the bed and unbuttoned my blouse. As Edward dropped his pants, a low moan escaped him. I reached over, pulled his boxer shorts off and, grabbing his ass-cheeks, directed his rock-hard cock into my mouth. It felt so good, so hot. I purred like a kitten. I could feel the muscles in his ass-cheeks quiver.
After a moment he pulled away and stripped off the rest of his clothes. I stood up and took off my bra and damp panties. Edward kissed me, walked over to the bed and lay down. He patted the bed next to him and gestured for me to join him. I put my hands against his chest and pushed him back onto the bed. Then I straddled him, grabbed his cock and guided it into my burning pussy. I was so ready to fuck that his cock slipped all the way into me in one easy stroke.
I started riding him like a bronco, back and forth and up and down. He reached up and cupped my breasts. He ran his fingers over my nipples, driving me close to orgasm. Edward says that one of the de
lights of making love to me is watching me have an orgasm. He says my face flushes red, my nipples get hard and pointy, and my pussy clamps down on his cock like a vise. I came in a rush.
Edward hadn't come yet. His cock needed some more pussy. But there was a problem: For about five or ten minutes after I come my clit is hypersensitive. I solve this problem by getting on my hands and knees, and letting Edward fuck me from behind. There's not as much direct stimulation of my clit this way, but I still get all the benefits of getting fucked.
I got off him and onto all fours. He loves to make love to me this way. He says my hips and ass-cheeks remind him of a Valentine's Day heart for which he provides the arrow. Edward must have been thinking about me on the drive down. His cock was as hard and full in my pussy as it had been in my mouth. He put his hands on my hips and pulled me onto his cock. It felt heavenly.
We were getting into a good fucking rhythm when I heard a key turn in the door. Much to my surprise, Sylvia walked in with her arms full of books. Edward was still unaware of her presence. She was so shocked she almost dropped her books. I swept my hair out of my face and looked into Sylvia's eyes. I could see her struggling with a decision and, quick as a flash, I saw my opening.
“Hello, Sylvia,” I said. “Why don't you join us?” She hesitated, torn between embarrassment and lust. Finally she walked in, closed the door behind her and sat down, her eyes glued to the bed. By this time Edward had a confused look on his face. I glanced over my shoulder and looked at him. “Edward,” I said, “Sylvia is going to watch us make love. I hope you're up for it.”
I soon knew that Edward was indeed up for it. His cock, which had deflated considerably when he first noticed Sylvia's presence, quickly expanded within me. He put his hands on my hips and started to thrust into me again, only this time he was even more excited. Sylvia was watching intently. A moment later, I glanced at her and saw that she had her hands under her skirt and was massaging her pussy. This was really turning me on.
I repositioned Edward so that I could watch Sylvia while he fucked me. Sylvia panted and moaned as she fingered herself. I was really turned on now and I suddenly wanted her to join in. I called her and beckoned with my finger. The look on her face showed that she was torn between wanting to join in and wanting to just watch. I puckered my lips, mimicking a kiss, and licked my lips seductively. This broke her indecision. She came over and knelt next to the bed. I reached over and touched her face, tracing her jaw with my fingers. She spoke my name in a quavering voice and I pulled her mouth down to my breasts.
Edward stopped moving as he watched me and Sylvia. Sylvia kissed one of my nipples gently, almost reverently. She looked up at my face and I could see desire burning in her eyes. She moved up to my face and brushed her lips against mine. Then she started kissing me, gently at first, then with passion and urgency. This was too much for Edward. He groaned and pumped his come into me. Edward's spurting penis and Sylvia's passionate kisses soon sent me over the edge and I had my second orgasm.
Now my clit was really sensitive, practically untouchable. Even so, I was incredibly turned on. Sylvia had sat down on the chair with a glazed look on her face. “Sylvia,” I said, “I want to kiss you some more. But I want you to take off your clothes first.” She looked at me, nodded and started to take off her turtle-neck sweater.
After she had taken off her sweater, bra and skirt and had pulled off her ankle boots, I said: “Come here. I'll get the rest.” I felt powerful and seductive. Edward's lustful gaze was fixed on me, and Sylvia was following all of my suggestions as if I had cast a spell over her.
She walked over and I reached up and touched her nipples. They were large, pink and erect. I started to take my hands away, but she clutched them and held them to her breasts. She leaned down and we started kissing again. The next thing I knew we were lying side by side on the bed with our legs entwined. “Do you want to come?” I whispered to her. “I can make you come if you want me to.” She took a deep, quavering breath and nodded. I slowly moved my right hand down her body and into her panties. Her pussy was warm and slippery. I brushed my fingers across the lips and then slid my middle finger into her. She jerked and rolled, moaning softly in my ear. This felt great! I found her clit and it felt just a little bigger than my own. I started to stroke it softly and rhythmically. I had never touched another woman's clit before, and I found the sensation incredibly arousing. I started kissing her breasts and licking her nipples. Sylvia moved her body in concert with my caresses. The longer I rammed my fingers into Sylvia's pussy and slid them over her clit, the more she reacted. Finally she grasped me and uttered a loud moan. She had had an orgasm.
Sylvia looked into my eyes. Then she gave me a deep kiss, using her tongue. When we sat up, I noticed Edward's cock was pointing straight out and was hard as a rock. Sylvia scooted over to the side of the bed and said, “I want to suck your cock.” Edward looked at me for approval, and I nodded. Sylvia took the base of his cock in her hands and directed the head toward her mouth. First she licked the tip for a while. Next she put the whole thing in her mouth. As her head bobbed up and down, Edward started moaning. Then she stopped and said, “I've got to have this in my pussy.”
Edward spread his legs and, holding her ankles, started fucking her. It was such an incredible turn-on to watch my boyfriend fuck my girlfriend! I had seen couples fuck in the movies and had watched-myself and a lover in a mirror once, but this was absolutely amazing. I lay down on the bed next to Sylvia, stroking her breasts and rubbing the palms of my hands over her nipples.
Then Sylvia said, “Sit on my face. I want to eat you out!” She pulled me toward her, and I straddled her face. She pulled my pussy to her mouth and stuck her tongue into me. I held on to the headboard and started fucking her face with my pussy as Edward fucked her from the other end. I could feel my juices and Edward's come dribbling down onto her. “Mmmmm, your cunt is delicious,” Sylvia whispered between licks. She took my clitoris between her lips and sent me over the edge. It was such a huge orgasm that I practically jumped off Sylvia's face.
I caught my breath, gathered my wits and told Edward to move out of the way. I could tell he didn't want to relinquish Sylvia's pussy, but he finally did. I then looked into Sylvia's eyes and asked, “Turnabout is fair play, right?” She smiled and nodded, and I started to lick my first pussy. I could taste some of Edward's pre-ejaculatory fluids, but mostly I tasted pussy juice. Sylvia was so turned on that the lips of her pussy were red and in some places purple. She tasted so good that I covered my face, from nose to chin, with her pungent juices.
Sylvia held my head between her legs as if she was afraid I might stop. But I had no desire to stop. I was in heaven. I found her clit and sucked on it as if it were a little cock. Sylvia came so hard that she stopped breathing for a moment. She arched her back and held on to the bed sheets as if she might fall off the bed.
Edward had only come once. His cock was standing straight up and he needed release. My clit was incredibly sensitive at this point and I just could not deal with him. Sylvia said that she wanted to help but that she was really tender as well.
I suggested the “Valentine position.” After I explained it to her, Sylvia smiled, flipped over and got on her hands and knees on the edge of the bed! I helped guide Edward's cock into her, which was a real turn-on. Sylvia moaned with pleasure as Edward's throbbing prick filled her. After a few strokes, Edward was ready to come. He closed his eyes, rolled his head back and clutched Sylvia's hips for dear life. Finally he groaned and shuddered. Then he stepped back a pace and pulled his cock out of Sylvia, leaving a trail of white come running down her thighs.
We all took a shower together, got dressed and had dinner. We spent the rest of the weekend either making love in the hotel room or relaxing in the hot tub. Sylvia and I checked into the seminar a few times as well. None of the other students could figure out why the two of us had smiles on our faces during such boring lectures!—L.A., Oshkosh, Wisconsin
LOVE BLOSSOM
S WHEN A THREESOME FORMS A DAISY CHAIN
After years of heterosexual bliss with my lovely, sexy wife, In-grid, I met a man named Nick who changed everything. I still can't explain why I was so attracted to Nick. Maybe it was because he was so damned attracted to me. Anyway, what was supposed to be an afternoon of typical male-bonding stuff—tooling around with the car and drinking beer—somehow turned into an afternoon of unbridled passion and the loss of my heterosexuality.
My first initiation into the joys of another man's penis ended with the unexpected arrival of Ingrid. She actually caught us humping on the sun deck. I suppose some wives would have taken it badly, but not Ingrid. She immediately headed back out, and when she returned forty-five minutes later she had an eighteen-inch, double-headed dildo in her shopping bag and a mischievous look on her face.
When I told Nick this bit of news the next day, he said he couldn't believe it. When I told him how horny I was, he agreed to come over around two in the afternoon for some nude sunbathing. I told him that Ingrid was out and wouldn't be home until after four, giving us ample time for boy-on-boy fun. Actually I knew that Ingrid would be home before two o'clock. She and I had planned for her to watch Nick and me from the shower window in the master bathroom.
When she got home, I told her that Nick didn't suspect a thing and would be over any minute. He arrived right on time and Ingrid dashed to her spy post in the bathroom clutching her new dildo.
Nick and I immediately stripped down to our birthday suits and went out to the deck. His dick was exactly as I remembered—a tantalizing piece of choice sirloin. He saw my stiffie and gave it a playful lick. “Do you want to feel me spurt in your throat?” I asked eagerly.
