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First eBook Edition: May 2008
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Contents
Tales of the Unexpected . . . and the Sinfully Erotic!
Other Books in the Series:
Introduction
He Was Hoping This Evening Would Be the Culmination of Their Romance and It Exceeded His Wildest Expectations
His Wife Surprises Him by Showing Up at His Hotel in Sexy Undies, and in Heat
A Weekend at a Secluded Country Cabin Is a Romantic Dream Come Ture
This Lady Calls in a Professional to Tend to All Her Plumbing Needs
Under the Skylight, Their Passion Matched the Storm Raging Outside
Happy Birthday to You! Happy Birthday, and Whew!
Strange but True: Absence Makes the Cock Grow Harder
She Did Everything (Everthing!) in a Park She’d Loved Since Childhood
Their Physical Lovemaking Brings Their Souls Together Too
His Pursuit of Her Happiness Is the Most Liberating Thing in His Life
A Mysterious Journey Reveals the Secrets of One Man’s Love
When She Hurts Her Ankle, He Plays Doctor and Gives Her an “Injection”
What’s for Breakfast Following a Night of Lust? More of the Same!
How Far Can You Get With a Sprig of Fantasy and a Slab of Produce?
They Didn’t Know Where They Were Heading. It Turned Out to Be to Bed
He Tries His Best to Fight Fire With Fire, but Can’t Quite Put Hers Out
When She Became a Blonde, She Changed Her Attitude to Match
With a Few Drinks in Her, His Wife Lets It All Hang Out—in the Front Yard
It Was Lust at First Sight, but She Didn’t See Much When They Finally Did It
Just When You’re All Set to Pack It In, the Love of Your Life May Come Along
She Didn’t Even Jerk Off Before Marriage; Now She Gushes Like Old Faithful
What Do You Do if You Meet Ms. Right—While Married to Ms. Wrong?
In the Building Trades, They Know How to Do a Real Job—on Each Other
Sometimes It Takes Being Apart for Some Lovers to Really Get Together
Working Hard Takes On a New Meaning for These Two Lucky Lovers
An Evening of Card Games Shows That This Duo Is Also Lucky in Love
At This Pajama Party, There Weren’t any PJs to Get in the Way of the Fun
Her Lover Lends Her a Helping Hand, and Some More Personal Help, Too
She Found Just the Kind of Guy Mom Always Warned Her About
Her Man Wants the Whole World to See What a Sexy Lady He’s Hooked Up With
Her Stories Got Him All Fired Up, and She Was Happy to Fan His Flame
If Her Husband Wants to Be With Another Woman, Why Can’t She Be the One?
Both of Them Wanted It to Happen, but Both Knew It Could Never Happen Again
It’s the Scent of a Woman, and the Sights and Sounds of Raw, Uncontrolled Lust
He Introduced Her to the American Custom of Fucking at the Drive-In Movie
She Was Determined to Get Him Into Bed and He Was Willing to Let Her
She Didn’t Mind Him Putting the Eight Ball in Her Pocket, for She Trusted His Aim
Just When She Thought She Shared All—She Remembers the Brothers She Fucked
One Good Deed Deserves Another—Especially When Panties Are the Reward
Their Passion Didn’t Require the Exotic Locale, the Hot Tub, the Mirrored Room—but Those Things Didn’t Hurt
He Gave Her a Chocolate Kiss, but What She Gave Him Was Sweeter
She Dressed Like a Devil for Her Lover, and They Had a Hell of a Time
She Was a Girl Who Believed in Taking It Easy, but Taking It All
These Two Have Learned How to Get the Most out of Their Stolen Weekends
After Clearing a Weekend for Just Each Other, They Got Down and Real Dirty
Sometimes the Best Way to Control the Action Is by Playing “the Submissive”
This Duo’s Island Getaway Developed Into Something Like a Nonstop Sexathon
Rub-a-Dub-Dub, There’s a Horny Girl in This Tub—And a Horny BF Watching
His Birthday Present From His Wife Had Endless Legs and an Eager Disposition
For Her Afternoon Fantasy, She Knows What She Needs: A Truck, a Toy—and Him
He Was a Rising Executive, and She Was the Boss’s Secretary. Do the Math!
He Nearly Froze His Fingers Off. Luckily, She Knew Just How to Warm Him Up
TALES OF THE UNEXPECTED . . . AND THE SINFULLY EROTIC!
Strangers in the dark . . . lovers reunited . . . the plumber seduced . . . grown-ups playing doctor . . . brunettes transformed into very dirty blondes. Serendipity is around every corner and at the lift of every skirt. Take a chance and embrace the dare. You’ll find every letter as arousing as it is amazing—and turn each new page faster than the last!
OTHER BOOKS IN THE SERIES:
Erotica from Penthouse
More Erotica from Penthouse
Erotica from Penthouse III
Letters to Penthouse I
Letters to Penthouse II
Letters to Penthouse III
Letters to Penthouse IV
Letters to Penthouse V
Letters to Penthouse VI
Letters to Penthouse VII
Letters to Penthouse VIII
Letters to Penthouse IX
Letters to Penthouse X
Letters to Penthouse XI
Letters to Penthouse XII
Letters to Penthouse XIII
Letters to Penthouse XIV
Letters to Penthouse XV
Letters to Penthouse XVI
Letters to Penthouse XVII
Letters to Penthouse XVIII
Letters to Penthouse XIX
Letters to Penthouse XX
Letters to Penthouse XXI
Letters to Penthouse XXII
Letters to Penthouse XXIII
Letters to Penthouse XXIV
Letters to Penthouse XXV
Letters to Penthouse XXVI
Letters to Penthouse XXVII
Letters to Penthouse XXVIII
Letters to Penthouse XXIX
Letters to Penthouse XXX
Penthouse Uncensored I
Penthouse Uncensored II
Penthouse Uncensored III
Penthouse Uncensored IV
Penthouse Uncensored V
Penthouse Variations
26 Nights: A Sexual Adventure
Penthouse: Naughty by Nature
Penthouse: Between the Sheets
Penthouse Erotic Video Guide
Introduction
As editors in this arousing genre we’ve pretty much read it all—every position, every combination of players, and every situation. But that we’ve read it all doesn’t mean we tire of it. To the contrary, this wicked selection of lust, love, and longing brings to the forefront what we’ve known all along—people LOVE SEX! Any time, any place, anywhere, with whomever it may be; a coworker, a friend’s lover, a boss, a bartender, or believe it or not, even their spouse!
The letters we’ve selected for this round of touching yourself and each other are n
othing short of hot, steamy, and downright naughty. Each has something different to offer and yet they all succeed at getting you to turn the page a little faster than the one before.
We welcome you into this touchy, feely, get-naked-and-have-fun world of sinfully forbidden confessions. Be prepared, you’re about to be swept away!
Kathy Cavanaugh
Senior Managing Editor
Penthouse Letters
He Was Hoping This Evening Would Be the Culmination of Their Romance and It Exceeded His Wildest Expectations
The anticipation of her arrival was almost unbearable. I had prepared the apartment thoroughly. The candles were lit, the incense burning. The stereo played softly in the background. I lit a cigarette and sat nervously, waiting. My mind was abuzz with a million thoughts, but they all blurred together. I had dreamed of this night for so long, and could envision every detail, but now that it was here l could do nothing but let it happen.
Finally I heard her soft rap at the door. I sprang up with one fluid motion and flew toward the entranceway. Opening the door slowly, trying to conceal my eagerness, I saw her. JoAnne—a heavenly vision that was quite breathtaking.
We made eye contact as I ushered her in. Her eyes were a piercing electric blue. I glanced down at the rest of her, enjoying the sight of her feminine frame, knowing that she was watching me look at her beauty. I complimented her on the outfit she was wearing, and she thanked me. We smiled at each other a little nervously, and she looked down shyly as she walked by me. I was intoxicated by her scent. I helped her off with her jacket and offered her a seat on the couch, then went to the kitchen to fetch a bottle of wine and two glasses. I sat next to her on the couch and poured the wine. Our fingers touched as I passed her the glass. I felt the electricity intensely between us, and her smile indicated that she had felt it, too.
We sat back, relaxing into pleasant conversation and the enjoyment of each other’s company. She complimented me on my taste in music. I wondered what she was thinking. I was still feeling a little nervous, and I sensed that the same was true of her. After a while I reached out to stroke her arm softly, meaning to relax her and let her feel the gentleness I felt toward her. Our eyes met, and for an instant the world stopped spinning and time stood still.
I leaned in to kiss her softly. She received my lips hesitantly at first. I was content just to taste hers gently, until after a moment they parted to receive my tongue. A deep euphoria filled my body as I put my arms around her and pulled her closer. Her mouth tasted of wine, both the wine she had been drinking and the more intoxicating wine of her special sweetness.
The touch of her lingered on my lips as I drew back and stared into her eyes. Our shared desire was now evident, and I felt very excited, but at the same time more relaxed, knowing that she wanted me as I wanted her, and that there would be further intimacy to come.
But now there was no hurry. JoAnne kicked off her shoes and got more comfortable as I suggested we try some of the sweet culinary delight I had prepared for our enjoyment. Baking is one of my primary delights. I went to the kitchen again and returned with two slices of homemade cheesecake, but only one fork. Sitting next to her again, I sliced off a small bite with the fork and offered it to her. I reveled in the act of serving her this way, and she gracefully let me. Her lips wrapped around the fork very sensually. A small piece of cheesecake stuck to her upper lip, and I leaned in to kiss it off. After she swallowed the bite, she took the fork from me and served up a bit of the cake to me in turn. Then she put down the fork, took my face in her hands, and leaned in to kiss my lips, sharing the sweetness that was still in my mouth.
Her obvious desire was getting to me now. Uncontrollable urges flooded my body. I wanted her—all of her. My skin tingled with excitement at the very touch of her body against mine. I could feel the electricity right through our clothes, but I was impatient to get out of those clothes and satisfy the hunger that had burned in me since we had first met. Searching her eyes as I stroked her hair and played with her ear, I knew that the slowly developing romance we had nurtured over the past few months had been leading inevitably to this moment.
The skin of her neck glistened in the flickering candlelight. Her erect nipples poked out from the thin fabric of her blouse. I leaned in to taste that neck, giving it a gentle flick with my tongue, and she released a breathy moan in response. My hand gently caressed her jaw line, and then trailed down the surface of her skin until it reached the start of her cleavage. Her breathing grew slightly ragged. Raising my head, I again found her lips and felt her passion building further. My hand now cupped the soft mound of her breast, and I massaged her nipple through the blouse. She moved to press her body against mine, running her hands over my shoulders as we shared a long, deep, wet kiss. My tongue probed her mouth intently, and she nibbled it lightly with her teeth.
Casting reservations to the wind now, JoAnne began undoing the buttons on my shirt, and as she did I reached down to pull her blouse over her head. With a quick motion I reached around to unfasten her bra, then pulled the straps off her arms and let it drift to the floor. Her breasts were enticing, and I longed to feel their softness pressed against my chest. Gently, I laid her back on the couch and climbed on top of her, running my tongue teasingly across her nipples, then taking an entire nipple in my mouth and sucking it softly. She arched her back in pleasure. I knew she could feel my penis hardening as it pressed against her thigh, and I in turn could almost feel the warmth of her vagina radiating through her skirt.
The skirt came off easily as she helped me unzip it and pull it off her legs. The moistness of her excitement was visible on her panties. I anxiously anticipated the removal of this last article of clothing, and the pleasure of gazing at all of her. My hands ran lovingly up and down her thighs, stopping at the elastic of her panties, my fingers almost touching her vulva. I smiled down at her, enjoying the vision of her soft pale skin and the gentle curves of her womanhood. On impulse, I abandoned her thighs to run my hands passionately over her breasts, ribs, and stomach. They finally came to rest at her waist-line, and she instinctively arched her hips to allow me to remove her panties. As I did, she began to loosen my belt and open my trousers. Then she sat upright in her full glory and helped me pull the trousers off each leg. She reached up to run her fingers through my chest hair, then gently grabbed the waistband of my boxers and began to pull them slowly downward, catching her breath softly as she released my now fully erect member.
After removing my shorts, JoAnne knelt in front of me and spread my thighs apart, running her hands up from my knees to my groin. She leaned in to take my penis in her mouth, and I shuddered as I felt her hot breath on the tip. Her tongue followed, flicking and circling the head. I was throbbing with excitement, my breath quickening. I reached out to caress her head, playing with her hair as she continued to suck and stroke my engorged cock, lightly massaging my testicles with her fingers as she did. I couldn’t hold back an occasional moan as her lips slid up and down on me with just the right amount of pressure.
The pleasure was so intense that I feared losing control and ejaculating too soon. I reached down to stop her, and as she stood up in front of me I pulled her body close to mine and kissed her again. My penis rubbed against her pubic mound, and she took it in her hand and held it throbbing in her fingers. My lips found her nipples again, and my hand ran down her stomach until it reached her clitoris. I massaged it softly at first, then more firmly, enjoying her increasing moistness. We were both almost panting with excitement.
I wanted to taste her, and to give her the same pleasure she had given me. I sat her back down on the couch and knelt between her thighs. I spread her vaginal lips apart and began stroking them up and down. I grazed a finger across her clitoris, then placed two fingers on either side of it, and spread her pussy lips to expose it fully. Leaning in, I began massaging it with my tongue. JoAnne gave a soft cry of pleasure, her body writhing under my ministrations. Her love juices were a pleasant taste on my tongue.
I moved my hands up to her breasts and gently tweaked her nipples as I continued to run my tongue up and down over her clitoris and inner labia. My heart sang as I felt her tense with excitement, and then she gave an even louder cry, her muscles contracting and relaxing spasmodically as she surrendered to her orgasm.
I knew she was satisfied for the moment, but I also knew there was more desire in her. I gazed lovingly into her eyes, and she smiled back, still breathless. I stood up and leaned over to kiss her lips, so she could enjoy the taste she had left in my mouth. Her body was glowing with passion and perspiration, and I longed to feel her warm moistness wrapped around me. My cock throbbed again with the thought. I took JoAnne by the hand and pulled her up, suggesting that we adjourn to the bedroom. I let her walk in front of me, so I could watch the poetry of her naked body as it moved. I grabbed her butt cheek and nibbled on her shoulder as we walked up the stairs. She laughed and ran up the rest of the stairs, with me chasing her. We ran into the bedroom and fell on the bed together, laughing.
We were lying side by side, facing each other, and the laughter died as we began exploring each other’s body. As much as I wanted her, I knew this was more than just a physical infatuation. Looking deep into her eyes, I told her how much I enjoyed being with her, and wanted to go on being with her. I could see in her eyes that she knew I was being honest with her, but her immediate response was lighthearted. She said I was lucky she had a soft spot for liars and fools, for I surely must be one or the other to be so captivated by her.
We smiled at each other, and then in response to her playfulness I rose with a sudden movement and straddled her body, mischievously tickling her ribs and armpits. JoAnne giggled and tried to tickle me back. And then, in a flash, the playfulness turned into uncontrollable passion. I bent down to kiss her face, my lips frantically traveling over her neck and jaw line before finally rediscovering her waiting mouth. My tongue darted in, encircling hers, then probed the depths of her, trying to reach down her throat. JoAnne was as passionate as I was, gasping into my mouth, her body thrusting upward to rub against my crotch.
The moment we had been building up to all night had arrived. I put one leg between her thighs, and she spread them apart as I moved the other leg into place. I pulled her legs up onto my shoulders as she tilted her pelvis upward to welcome me. She reached between her thighs to stroke my hard penis, then gently guided it to her opening. We looked into each other’s eyes, sharing our mutual pleasure, both of us moaning as I moved into her, penetrating her fully. I stayed motionless for a moment to enjoy the long-dreamed-of sensation of being inside her. I couldn’t stop gazing at her beautiful face; I wanted to ingrain this moment in my memory forever.
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