Letters to Penthouse XXXIX

by Letters to Penthouse XXXIX- Hot, Horny

  I was breathless when he pulled away. Then he untied the lacing that held my bodice closed. My breasts seemed to push the fabric away as Adam carefully pulled the ribbon out of its holes. My nipples hardened as he cupped my breasts in his strong hands. He kneaded them and then pinched the nipples, rolling and squeezing until they became erect. I moaned as the tingling in my breasts went straight to my cunt.

  Next, Adam lowered his head to suck each of my nipples into his mouth in turn, nibbling them softly as he flicked them with his tongue. I couldn’t help moving my hips as excitement streamed through me. My breasts felt hot and swollen.

  I didn’t notice Adam pulling off my bodice and skirt, but suddenly I was naked above the waist. Smiling mischievously, he pulled me by the hand to the living room, where he sat down on the sofa. Then, without warning, he pulled me across his lap, raised my petticoat and ran one hand over my ass while holding me in place. He un-hooked my garters and then pulled my panties down to my knees.

  Whack! Adam’s hand slapped one of my ass cheeks, making me jerk. Obviously, he hadn’t forgotten his promise. Whack! His hand landed just as hard on my other cheek. I felt the wetness at my crotch pressing against his thigh. Whack!

  His slaps were starting to sting, and I knew that my lower cheeks were getting a rosy flush. “That’s enough,” I begged, though really I yearned for more.

  “Do you think so?” He laughed. “You’re not squirming enough yet.” My face felt as hot as my lower cheeks as I agreed that I deserved a few more spanks. I desperately wanted to be fucked, but I was still too proud to ask him for that.

  Whack! Whack! My bottom seemed to be vibrating as I squirmed against his hard cock, and my pussy throbbed in time. “Please,” I whimpered then, needing him so badly, and he stopped and helped me up. Then he pushed me gently to my knees on the floor in front of him. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick cock, stretched to its fullest size. The head looked as smooth as marble, and there was a drop of moisture at the tip. My mouth watered as I imagined that large organ entering my cunt.

  I cradled his balls in one hand and pulled his cock into my mouth with the other. I teased the crown with my tongue and licked up and down the shaft. Then I tickled the underside of his cockhead with my tongue. It had been so long since I had had such a hefty dick to play with that I was not in a big hurry to finish, despite the fire in my cunt. I tickled Adam’s balls with my fingernails as I stroked and licked his cock. Almost too soon, I felt a pulsing against my tongue and received a mouthful of frothy come as he released his load. I quickly swallowed it all down.

  “Good girl,” he crooned in a velvety voice. He ran a hand through my hair, and I couldn’t believe how much I wanted to please this man, as though I were really his devoted servant. Then he helped me to climb onto the sofa, where he positioned me on all fours. “Put your head down,” he instructed. This left my bottom sticking up for his inspection. He raised my petticoat up and over my ass cheeks, which were still sensitive from the spanking.

  I felt a wet finger at my puckered back entrance, and soon it was inching slowly inside. Adam delicately stroked the inner walls of my anus until I was pushing backward to get more of him inside me.

  With a patient, leisurely rhythm, he slid his finger in and out of my ass, going deeper each time. The pleasure of this intimate invasion was so intense that I felt as if I might faint.

  Adam rocked me back and forth as I moaned in rhythm to his thrusts. Just when I knew I couldn’t hold back any more, he ran a finger over my swollen clit. “Oh!” I cried as my orgasm washed over me like a tidal wave, making my anus clutch his finger and setting off echoing contractions in my pussy.

  Before my spasms had tapered off, I was bent over the broad arm of the sofa and Adam was fucking my cunt from behind. “Yes!” I gasped as he plunged in and out, filling me with his cock as my muscles squeezed around his shaft. Holding my breasts firmly, he pumped faster and faster as I moved in time with his thrusts.

  “Oh, baby,” he groaned, and as he reached his climax, he slid two fingers down to my bursting clit and ran his nails lightly across it.

  “Adam!” I screamed his name as I came again, this orgasm stronger than the one before. At the same time he groaned and shoved himself into me one last time as he released another load of come. I felt the sweat trickling through his chest hair as he stayed pressed against my bottom, his cock shrinking after its workout.

  Adam backed away and rubbed my shoulders, then ran his hands down my sweaty back and over the flare of my hips. Then he turned me around and kissed me slowly and deeply. I thought we would be done after that last orgasm, but he slid down my body and eased my legs apart. My wet pubic hair glistened in the light, and he spread my cunt lips with his fingertips to see my pink inner folds. The warm perfume of sex rose from my satisfied center. He lowered his head to my crotch and held my thighs apart with both of his hands as he tasted my sweetness.

  I gasped as he went to work on me with his talented tongue and lips. He took my clit between his teeth and nibbled it gently as two of his long fingers slipped boldly into me. “Mmm,” he hummed against my flesh, making it quiver.

  If Adam’s cock was the main course of the banquet, his mouth was a delicious dessert. His touch seemed sweeter now, and I loved every little teasing stroke. “Come on, baby,” he urged me, feeling my first spasms. I came hard around his fingers, his mouth sucking my clit.

  I collapsed onto the sofa as Adam walked off into the kitchen. When he came back, he held an open bottle of wine and two glasses. “Emily,” he said, “for years I’ve been looking for a woman who can keep up with me. A toast to you, wench of my dreams.”

  Of my dreams, I thought, lying in bed, as I brought myself to orgasm and then drifted off to sleep, still in my rumpled costume.

  —Ms. E.R., Lancaster, Pennsylvania

  Soccer Player Scores With Pretty Member of the Other Team

  At the beginning of summer, I joined a soccer team composed of neighborhood girls and guys. While I enjoy the game, what I was really looking for was some exercise. Well, I got more than I bargained for when I met a girl named Vicky.

  We met on the playing field at the park during the very first game of the season. We were on opposite sides, and Vicky—a fiery competitor—kept leading the charge toward our goal. I was able to fend her off at first, but after a while it became difficult, not just because of her considerable soccer skills but also because of her physical play. We spent much of the game in close quarters, and I got an eyeful of her gorgeous body. She was about five-feet-eight-inches tall with an athletic frame and tan, satiny skin. Thick, jet-black hair framed a face that looked perfect to me. In her sweat-soaked jersey and shorts, she was one sexy sight, believe me.

  I guess I was concentrating more on Vicky than what was happening in the game because I accidentally clipped her while going for the ball. “Hey, I’m a girl, remember?” Vicky snapped, as we both got up and dusted ourselves off. “Don’t be so rough, okay?” I quickly muttered an apology that she did not bother to acknowledge.

  I was still feeling bad about the hard tackle when the game was over and we were all gathering up our equipment. I summoned up the courage to go over to her with a second apology, and this time it went much better. In fact, Vicky understood, telling me that she sometimes got a little carried away, too. Then she offered to buy me lunch as a peace offering. How could I refuse? I almost tripped over myself trying to gather up my gear.

  We ate at an outdoor café not far from the park and ended up talking for hours. Vicky was not only gorgeous, she was also bright and witty with a great sense of humor. She caught me sneaking peeks at her fantastic deck a few times but she didn’t seem to mind. When it was time to go, I suggested we walk back to the park together to get our cars. We started holding hands, and by the time we arrived at the park her hand was roaming over the tight crotch of my shorts and mine was plastered to her fabulous bottom. Obviously as aroused as I was, Vicky asked me where my car was. Wh
en I told her, she said, “We’ll screw right there, in the backseat. I need to be fucked immediately and I don’t want to wait.” I had no argument with that.

  Without further ado, we made our way to my car and hopped into the backseat. Vicky was all over me, kissing me hard as she worked to take down my shorts and jock strap. Freed from captivity, my cock rose to full attention. As Vicky’s tongue jousted with mine, I started pulling up her jersey. We had to break the kiss so I could pull the jersey up over her head, and that done, I unfastened her sports bra and tossed it aside. There before me were those magnificent breasts, and I wasted no time fondling them as I sucked on one pebble-hard nipple and then the other.

  Vicky sighed deeply as she stroked my cock, making it even harder than it had been when it popped free of my jock. When she told me to lie back on the seat, I obeyed instantly and was rewarded with the feel of her teasing tongue swabbing my ear and then trailing down my neck to my chest. She paused to lick and nibble on both my nipples and then licked down my stomach to my crotch. I was tingling all over, and it felt like I was going to burst into a thousand pieces by the time she took me into her mouth. She sucked me slowly at first, taking about half my seven-incher in her mouth, and then, without warning, her lovely lips slid all the way down to the hairy base of my cock.

  I couldn’t believe it but the fact was that the entire shaft of my cock had disappeared! Vicky had it all, every last fuckin’ inch, and I looked down at her in wide-eyed dis-belief as she resumed sucking my engorged member like one to the manor born. Here, I thought, was one amazing girl. We had only just met and here she was wolfing down my cock like she hadn’t had a meal in days. Fantastic!

  And it got even better. When Vicky started massaging my balls while deep-throating me at the same time, I could feel myself begin to lose it, so I stopped her and urged her back down on the car seat. Quickly, I took off her shorts and soaked-at-the-crotch panties and tossed both aside. She was naked now except for her little white socks and sneakers, which I quickly removed. As she purred her approval, I started licking her feet, taking each of her toes, one at a time, into my mouth and swirling my tongue around it. I think this surprised her a bit. I doubted that many of her boyfriends, if any at all, had taken the time to tongue her toes before fucking her. But it was obvious she liked it. In fact, she said, “Ooh, that’s nice, Tommy. It’s such a sensuous tickle.”

  After a while, I turned my complete attention to her long, sleek legs, enjoying the feel of her smooth calves and thighs on my tongue. But then, with her beautiful pussy overflowing with her juices, I had to have a taste. Or two, or three, or more. So I dove right in, licking up and down her slit and lapping up her sweet-as-honey juices as she started panting and moaning. Parting her love lips, I went to work on her excited clit. And Vicky went berserk!

  It was all I could do to hold her down as I tongued her ultrasensitive pleasure bud. I licked and nibbled and gently sucked on it as she bucked her hips up toward my face and all but pulled the hair out of my head. She filled the car with howls of ecstasy and my mouth with her juice when she came. It was mind-blowing, believe me. But there was more.

  Hardly giving herself a chance to catch a breath, she took firm hold of my engorged cock and demanded that I fuck her. “Do me good,” she said. “Fuck me as hard as you’ve ever fucked a girl.”

  It was a little cramped there in the backseat of my car, but I wasn’t about to complain as I mounted my gorgeous new friend and slid balls-deep into her heavenly pussy. Right away I discovered that Vicky had this way of tightening her pelvic muscles so that her pussy felt like a velvet glove gently squeezing my cock. Remembering her request, I picked up the tempo after thirty seconds or so and began plunging into her hard. Vicky’s fingernails dug into my ass, and she wrapped her legs around my waist as I plowed her pussy with all the strength I could muster.

  We panted and moaned and grunted. Sweat dripped from my face and chest onto her dazzling tits, which were jiggling like crazy as we fucked. And then I felt that tell-tale tingling in my balls that foretold an orgasm—and in this case, a big one. I started fucking Vicky even harder. She came with a moan of pure ecstasy, her pussy tightening like a vise around my spurting member. I came so hard I thought the life force was being slowly drained from my body.

  Exhausted, I collapsed on top of Vicky with a sigh of complete satisfaction. After a few minutes, we pulled ourselves together and got back into our clothes. Vicky gave me a big, sloppy kiss good-bye before leaving to get her own car. She had not said anything about getting together again, and I was wondering where I stood when a red convertible pulled into the parking space next to me. It was Vicky.

  “Why don’t you follow me home and we’ll do it again,” she said with a beautiful smile. “One fuck, no matter how good, never does it for me. I need at least two, sometimes three, before I’m truly satisfied.” With that, she put her car in reverse and backed out of the parking space. She gave me a wave as she sped off toward the exit gate. Needless to say, I burned rubber leaving my parking space and didn’t relax until I was on the parkway and right on her tail.

  Once at her place, we were out of our clothes and in her bed in less time than it takes to heat up leftovers in the microwave. Vicky was hot all over again, and I wound up first fucking her face and spilling my load down her throat and then, after a brief time-out for a soda and snack, stuffing my third hard-on of the day into her delectable backside. She came for the last time that day with my cock shooting what semen I had left into her rear passage. What an amazing girl!

  Since then, Vicky and I have fallen into a wonderful routine where we play soccer every Saturday and then go either to her place or mine to make mad, passionate love. She is without doubt the most exciting, most uninhibited girl I have ever known, and my cock gets hard whenever I think about her.

  Well, that’s my story. I have to go now. I’m late for a game, and I never want to keep my sweet Vicky waiting—on the playing field or in bed.

  —Mr. T.V., Dayton, Ohio

  Workplace Injury Has Him Down, Comely Neighbor Gets Him Up

  Funny how sometimes the nicest things happen when you least expect them. Take me, for example. There I was at home, nursing a knee injury suffered at work, bored and blue, when who comes to my rescue but a beautiful neighbor I’d been lusting after for months. Sandy proved the best medicine of all, taking a guy who was down and lifting his spirits—among other things—in no time at all. Here’s how it all came about:

  It was around eight o’clock at night, and I had just eased myself onto the couch in the living room. I’d showered and eaten a frozen dinner in the kitchen while wearing my favorite bathrobe. I figured I’d watch an hour or so of TV before hitting the sack. As I reached for the remote, the doorbell rang and I yelled out, “Come in, it’s open.”

  I really don’t know who I was expecting, but it certainly wasn’t Sandy, the luscious blue-eyed brunette with the girl-next-door personality who lived down the hall and whose smile never failed to start my pulse racing and my cock rising.

  “Hi,” she said cheerily. “I hope I’m not disturbing you. I saw you walking with a cane the other day, and I thought I’d stop by and see how you were doing.”

  At my urging, Sandy took a seat next to me on the couch, and we started talking. My concentration kept wandering as I took in my gorgeous neighbor. With long, perfectly sculpted legs, a firm, round ass and breasts the size of cantaloupes, she was a sight to behold. Sandy always dressed provocatively, and that night was no exception. The short white dress she had on was almost transparent, and when the light hit her just right, I could make out her bra and panties.

  Without really realizing it, I lapsed into a state of self-pity, bemoaning my lousy luck as I told her about my bum knee and the problems I was having at work and in my personal life. Sandy listened attentively, and when I was through said, “You’re going to be fine, Joey. All you need is some cheering up.” She paused briefly, then smiled and said, “And I can help with that
.”

  The next thing I knew she was straddling my lap and, taking my face in her hands, kissing me full on the lips. Pleasantly surprised, I brought my hands to her calves, lightly caressing them. I started kissing her back, working my tongue into her mouth to entwine with hers. My robe had fallen open, and my cock—hard and throbbing—was sticking straight up between her open legs.

  Sandy gave a little chuckle and got off me. Quickly, she took off her dress, bra, and panties and then climbed back into my lap, slowly lowering herself onto my stiff cock. She mewled with pleasure as she filled her pussy with male meat, and I cupped her heavenly ass cheeks in my hands. Her big blue eyes looked into mine as she smiled and said, “Mmm… I kind of thought you’d have a big one. It feels really good inside me.”

  I took hold of her breasts and brought them, one at a time, to my mouth. As I licked and sucked her nipples, Sandy began moving on my cock. She fucked herself deliberately, lifting up off my cock and then settling back down on it almost in slow motion, seemingly resolved to draw out the pleasure for as long as possible. Up, down, up, down, until finally she settled onto my pole of flesh one last time and shuddered through an orgasm, her beautiful face twisted with pleasure.

  When she calmed down she resumed riding my cock, this time at a little faster pace, her tits bobbing up and down in front of my face as I held tight to her creamy smooth ass cheeks. Soon she was coming again, her hands tightening on my shoulders as her pussy contracted around my cock, and she emitted a long moan of satisfaction. How I managed to hold myself in check I’ll never know.

  Sandy got off my lap and knelt between my legs. Smiling up at me, she proceeded to lick my cock clean of her juices. That done, she put her full lips around my cockhead and, while gently squeezing my balls, took me deep into her silky mouth. Her nostrils flared wildly as my cock pushed into her throat. Reaching down between her legs, she began stroking her slick pussy lips and diddling her clit. Holding her head between my hands, I fucked her face quickly and deeply as her fingers danced over her sensitive button.