Letters to Penthouse XXXI

by Penthouse International

  “Yes, baby,” she panted. “Fuck your wife’s hot little pussy. God, I love your cock inside me. My pussy wants your come, baby, do it for me, fill me with your sweet thick come. Ahh, I’m coming! Come with me, baby, fuck me and come now!”

  And with that we climaxed together, clutching each other tightly as we both exploded in ecstasy. Vivian’s tight pussy contracted again and again around my cock, which pulsed in passionate counterpoint as my balls tightened and I drenched her sucking cunt with a flood of warm come. Thrusting deeply, emitting hoarse cries of epic pleasure, I continued to pump her full of my jism, until it overflowed her pussy and dripped down to soak my balls.

  Our moaning mouths mashed together as we rode the waves of our mutual climax. Vivian fell forward, collapsing on my chest as we clutched at each other’s body. Our clinging kiss was a wild mixture of tenderness and passion, her tongue gently exploring my panting mouth. We were still connected, the soft inner walls of her pussy continuing to coax small amounts of come from my still-throbbing cock, until I reluctantly slipped out of her and we lay back side by side, reveling in postorgasmic bliss.

  —R.G., Omaha, Nebraska

  He Gave Her a Chocolate Kiss, but What She Gave Him Was Sweeter

  I truly enjoy reading your magazine, and have often envied the people who write you letters and wished I was in their shoes. But I am a fairly conventional guy, and sexual adventure really wasn’t part of my experience—at least until a few months ago, when I met Kimberly.

  The minute our eyes met we both knew we would eventually become intimate. At first we just flirted with each other, mostly through body language and sexual innuendo, since I am married, and Kimberly had been seeing someone for over two years.

  But finally I got up the courage to push things past the point of teasing. One day I gave her one of those foil-wrapped Hershey Kisses, along with a note, which read, “Any time you want to try the real thing, just give this back to me.”

  A short time later she invited me over to her house on a Saturday. We made some small talk, but there was definitely a lot of sexual energy in the air. Finally I came out and asked her if she had given any thought to my proposition. With this she smiled very coyly and pointed to a table behind me. On it was a bowl filled to the brim with Hershey Kisses!

  Taking my cue, I gently took her in my arms and began to French-kiss her, practically losing my tongue in the process. After several more deep kisses we were both ready to explore further. With lustful eyes and roaming hands, we started to familiarize ourselves with each other’s body. Kimberly stands about five feet five, with shoulder-length brown hair, gorgeous dark eyes, and a body that stops traffic as well as hearts. I’d guess her measurements at 36D-24-35, weight about 125. I didn’t waste any time getting to those luscious tits. I groped them through her shirt while she was busy fondling my prick, which by now was threatening to bust the zipper in my pants. Breaking the kiss, I asked coyly, “Is there anything else you want to kiss?” And with that off came my pants, and off came her shirt, bra, and panties.

  Kimberly’s breasts are huge, with big brown nipples that just seem to cry out, “Suck me, big boy, I love to be kissed!” Which I immediately did in earnest, moving from one tit to the other and back again.

  Meanwhile, Kimberly found my cock again and was making me grow to new heights. As much as I loved what her hand was doing, I knew I wanted to feel those lips wrapped around my steel shaft, and I wanted to taste her sweet nectar.

  I laid her down on the bed and dove for her dripping snatch. Now if there’s one thing I truly love, it’s eating pussy. I’ve been told I’m pretty good at it, and judging from the moans and groans coming from Kim’s muffled mouth (it was muffled because she had slipped into a 69 position and stuffed my dick down her throat), I knew that she thought so, too.

  For the next fifteen minutes I licked and sucked on her pussy and her excited clit. When I slipped a finger into her ass I knew I had hit pay dirt, for she sucked my dick even harder than before, and now it turned into a race to see who could first bring the other to orgasmic bliss. Somehow I managed to hold off, in spite of her superb blowjob, and finally brought her to a gut-wrenching climax that had her flopping all over the bed. She was still trying to catch her breath as I rolled her onto her back and eagerly drove my cock into that sweet pussy. With one long plunge, I was balls-deep inside her, and the sensation of her warm, dripping love tunnel wrapped so snugly around my lance was simply incredible.

  For the next twenty minutes or so we tried several different positions—missionary, doggie-style, over the side of the bed, and whatever else we could come up with. Kimberly really knew how to milk my cock with her magical pussy, and after keeping each other on the verge of coming until we couldn’t stand it anymore, we finally erupted simultaneously and collapsed in each other’s arms.

  That was nine months ago, and we’ve had numerous encounters since then, each one new and different. In fact, Kimberly, bless her heart, even helped fulfill a fantasy of mine by bringing another woman into our sex life. But that’s a whole other story, and I’ll tell it to you at another time.

  —Name and address withheld

  She Dressed Like a Devil for Her Lover, and They Had a Hell of a Time

  After spending twelve long hours in the airport because my flight was delayed till the next day, I finally got to St. Louis. I was there to visit my boyfriend, who met me at the airport. We were both ready for a hot, wild, sex-filled weekend—or what was left of it. As it turned out, neither of us was disappointed.

  After getting some dinner, we headed for Gary’s place, where we immediately proceeded to get comfy—meaning that we took off all our clothes. Then we sat on the couch and started to kiss. I just love the way Gary kisses, and he seems to feel the same about me, and within minutes those hot kisses had us both turned on and wanting more.

  Soon his mouth was moving down my body, and I felt his tongue gliding across my erect nipples. Then it continued downward, down over my stomach to my hot, wet, waiting pussy. He hadn’t had any dessert with dinner, and when I asked him why, he’d said that he was going to eat my pussy for his dessert, and now I was more than ready.

  My body shivered with excitement as I felt his tongue gliding across my already dripping slit, sucking my hard clit, licking my swollen lips. I was moaning and telling him how good it felt as his tongue slipped inside my wetness, and soon I was filling his mouth with my juices.

  He stood then. Pulling me to the edge of the couch, he raised and parted my legs with one swift motion and slid his hard cock inside me. Oh, God, feeling him inside my body, feeling his hard cock fucking me, was so good I nearly came again right there. Oh, I had missed him so much! I had missed the wonderful, fantastic sensations he always aroused in me. With his strong cock thrusting in and out of me, I knew I couldn’t hold back. I yelled out to him that I was going to come, and I did, soaking that couch for the first of many times that weekend.

  After that Gary and I went into the bedroom to continue our lovemaking. First he fucked my pussy again with his wonderful cock, and then my ass, making me so damn hot that I started coming and just couldn’t stop. I climaxed again and again until at last he joined me, shooting right in my spasming ass. Oh, God, it was good! Soon afterward we fell asleep, awakening the next day feeling great and ready for more.

  After fucking for most of the morning we went out and spent some time at the beach. That night we met some friends for dinner, and then returned to Gary’s. Now it was time for my special show. It had become a tradition that each time I visited Gary I would bring along a different kind of costume to surprise him with, that I hoped would turn him on.

  I knew he was wondering what I would present him with this time. Not that he really cared, because he knew that whatever it was, it would be hot and wild, as always. And he was right. This time I had conjured up a devil’s costume, and a very horny devil it was, in more ways than one. I had a pair of plastic horns, along with a low-cut red and black teddy
, complete with red feathers around the bust line. I had sewn a pointed devil’s tail onto the rear, and my accessories included a pitchfork and a black notebook with a red cover on which was printed, “The Devil’s Contracts.” That was because I planned on making him give me his all!

  Actually, when I came into the living room where he was waiting for me, I was wearing a blue dress over my devil’s outfit, which fit the song I had put on the stereo—“Devil With a Blue Dress.” And as the song played on I slowly removed the dress to reveal the devil inside! Gary took some pictures of me, as was his habit, as I danced for him in my satanic outfit. When the song ended, I handed him an extra set of horns to put on, showing that he was a horny devil, too. And then the two of us got into some very devilish play. His mouth went to my breasts and worked them over so thoroughly that the flimsy teddy was soon shredded, giving him access to my hard nipples, which he licked and sucked and nibbled until I was moaning and twisting on the couch. In retaliation I put my mouth on his throbbing cock and teased it in the same manner, until we were both so hot we couldn’t wait any longer. We were barely able to make it to the bedroom.

  As soon as we got there I bent over the edge of the bed as Gary stood behind me, lifting my teddy so he could slide his hard pulsing dick inside me. Then he was fucking me, so good, and I was fucking him back, moaning about how good he felt, crying out, “Oh, God, yes, baby, fuck me hard!” And he did, his cock ramming deep inside my dripping pussy, both of us fucking like there was no tomorrow, our bodies moving in perfect rhythm. I was so damn turned on I was practically yelling, shouting at him to fuck me, and then I was coming, coming so much, soaking Gary and the bed and the floor and everything around us.

  And just as I was thinking I could barely stand any more, Gary pulled his cock out of me and slowly began sliding it into my twitching ass. Oh, my God! I was really out of control now as I felt him slide deeper and deeper, and it felt so good I could hardly believe it. My mind was nothing but sensation and my body took over completely as he fucked me harder, moving in rhythm with his thrusts.

  “You love this, don’t you, baby?” I heard him say. “You love me fucking your ass.”

  “Yes, oh, God, yes, fuck my ass, fuck me hard!” I was babbling, hardly knowing what I was saying, as he slammed that hard cock deep inside my ass. Then I was pushing against him, my body out of control, feeling orgasm after orgasm erupting inside me, until finally I was practically screaming. “Ohhh, Gary, Christ, now, I’m gonna come again. Come with me, baby, please, come with me, I want to feel you!”

  And then again we were orgasming together, and I was twisting and convulsing and it felt like I was literally on fire as both of us came and came. I collapsed on the bed, gasping for air, still burning up. As soon as I could move I crawled over to the air-conditioner to cool off, but no air-conditioner could cool the flames my sweet lover had ignited in me.

  I guess that’s the price the devil has to pay, to sizzle and burn with constant fire. Well, sizzle and burn we did, and oh, how we both loved it!

  —F.D., Hartford, Connecticut

  She Was a Girl Who Believed in Taking It Easy, but Taking It All

  My girlfriend Shauna had been teasing me all evening. During dinner she had put her foot in my lap under the table and let her toes play with my crotch. At the movie she had run her hand up and down the inside of my thigh, but when I tried to urge it higher she had pulled it away with a giggle and whispered to me to wait until we got home.

  So when we did get home I was really worked up. As soon as we were in the door I was trying to take her clothes off, but she wouldn’t let me. My need was intense, and I figured hers was, too. It may have been, but she was still in a teasing mood. She wanted to do a strip for me, and to show me some of the new lingerie she had bought recently. She removed her clothing slowly and provocatively, which was frustrating, but pretty damn sexy, too.

  Of course I was more interested in looking at her lovely, alluring body than at her lingerie, but I had to admit that she certainly knew how to enhance that body. All that satin and lace definitely set off the high curves of her breasts and the mouth-watering shapeliness of her hips and legs, but not so much that I wasn’t still aching to see and touch what was underneath it.

  Then, when she was right down to her bra and panties, she stopped! But I couldn’t really complain, because then she began to remove my clothing. First running her fingers lightly over my body, she played with me teasingly, kissing me lightly as her hands went to my shirt buttons. I tried to stay calm, letting her move at her own speed, but it was difficult. Why couldn’t she move faster? My cock was straining to get free, and she was still fooling around with the shirt buttons. But there could be no doubt that her performance was working. I was as highly aroused as I had ever been, and still almost fully dressed.

  After an eternity, she finally got my shirt off and moved down to my pants. She began wickedly by brushing one swift finger over my crotch, causing my hard cock to kick quite obviously against the material that covered it. She raised her eyes to mine and gave me a little teasing grin before reaching slowly for my belt buckle.

  But even after she got my pants off, she managed to ignore my enormous erection, moving up to stroke my chest and nibble on my ears, and then my nipples. That felt wonderful, but it only made my lonely dick throb even more. Then I gave a sigh of relief and anticipation as I felt her mouth moving down my stomach. And her hands were there, teasing, caressing, her fingers running lightly over my legs, my balls, even stroking the shaft of my cock. I closed my eyes and moaned.

  Then she stopped again.

  When I opened my eyes in disbelief, I was at least partially mollified to see that she was removing her brassiere. Oh, those breasts! I never got tired of looking at them. I was happy to see that her nipples were hard and stiff. Like my dick, only smaller. Given her obvious arousal, how long could she keep up this slow, teasing pace? I wondered.

  Shauna was a real beauty. She had long blonde hair and soft brown eyes, and because she worked out a lot her richly curved body was strong, though still very feminine. In fact, I had first met her at the gym, and we had been immediately attracted to each other.

  One of the things that drew me to her, aside from her face and her body, was her straightforward attitude toward sex. The first time we met at the gym we just talked a little, but the attraction was already there. The second time, we ended up having furtive but steamy sex behind a row of lockers in the semideserted men’s changing room.

  No, there was nothing coy about Shauna. But once we became a steady thing, she showed another side of herself, one that liked to tease and to delay our pleasure in order to intensify it. This could be maddening, but I had to admit it was ultimately rewarding as well.

  Now she resumed moving over my body, nibbling, stroking, letting her breasts rub against me. It was as though she was intent on driving me crazy. And when I tried to do the same to her, she wouldn’t let me. She explained that the last time that happened she had lost control, and she didn’t want that to happen today. If anyone was going to lose control she wanted it to be me. I told her that if she kept this up she would surely get her wish.

  Shauna knew just how far to carry it, though. After several more minutes of continued teasing, she finally took me into her mouth. I nearly screamed with pleasure. It was a moment that will live in my memory for some time to come. And once she had put that warm, wet, and tender mouth around my dick, she knew just what to do with it. She slurped, licked, and sucked at my tool with the touch of a master, while her hands again teased my thighs, my balls, and the base of my shaft. If I could have stopped time right then, I would have been happy to lie there experiencing that pleasure forever.

  But time didn’t stop, and neither did my growing arousal, until finally Shauna’s loving lips and tongue brought me to the point of eruption. When I gasped out that I was about to come, she only sucked harder, until a warm flood of passion burst out of me and down her sweetly gulping throat.


  What a fantastic woman, I thought as I fell back limply onto the bed. My breath was ragged, and I was still trembling a little from my climax. My beautiful Shauna was still lightly fingering my detumescent dick, occasionally running her tongue up and down it, which didn’t do much to help the detumescing process, but which sent pleasant shivers up and down my spine.

  I had no doubt that my cock would soon be back in action, especially if she kept playing with it as she was, but it would probably take a few minutes. Let’s see, was there anything I could do for her in the meantime? Well, yes, I just might be able to think of something.

  With my breathing gradually getting back to normal, I propped myself up on my elbows and enjoyed the sight of my lovely blonde girlfriend. She looked magnificent, wearing only her panties now, her nipples still nice and firm. I pulled her up to me and gave her an enormous kiss, searching for her soul with my tongue, and she responded with a passionate eagerness that told me she was more than ready to embark on an orgasm of her own.

  But recalling the way she had teased me and drawn out the pleasure process, I figured two could play at that game. I wasn’t going to rush this. She was going to have to wait while I played with her body for as long as she could stand it—or I could.

  As I held her close to me and began to rub her back, I felt her shudder slightly. Good, she really was aroused. My hands roamed over her, and as always I marveled at the supple smoothness of that beautifully conditioned body, so strong and yet so feminine.

  I slipped down on the bed just far enough to nuzzle her neck and massage her right breast. Yes, that was definitely a moan of pleasure coming from deep inside her. Telling myself not to rush, I ran my tongue over the hollow of her neck, at the same time sliding my hand down to slip my fingers into the waistband of her panties.

  My mouth slid down and to the right, my lips tracing the contours of her left breast. My tongue circled her nipple, while my hand moved further beneath her panties. My fingers ran lightly across her pubic hair and down to stroke her swollen lips. She was as wet as I had ever known her to be, and she began to push against my hand. I pulled back slightly to maintain only a grazing touch, as I moved my mouth to her other breast. Taking the stiff nipple between my lips, I began to suck on it in earnest. Shauna gave a little gasp.