Letters to Penthouse XV

by Penthouse International

  Kelley said, “If this is what it is like, I can't wait till I have sex with a man.”

  We rinsed off the sausage and returned it to the refrigerator. That evening at dinner, my dad said, “The sausage seemed extra good tonight.” I thought so too.—H.T., Tulsa, Oklahoma

  FOR HIS BIRTHDAY, HIS WIFE HAS SEX WITH A WOMAN FOR HIS ENJOYMENT

  My wife and I have always had an open sex life. We love to experiment and have lots of fun in bed. So much so that less than a year after our marriage, I convinced her to let me watch her fuck her boss.

  Recently, my birthday was approaching and she asked, “What can I do for your birthday?” I told her I'd think about it and let her know.

  A couple of days later, I told her, “For my birthday, I'd like to watch you make love to another woman. It's about the only thing we haven't done yet.”

  She smiled and said, “That's true, but I don't know if I could let another woman between my legs.”

  I smiled and said, “You said the same thing before you fucked your boss.”

  She sighed and said, “Okay, you're right. I'll do it.”

  I said, “Great! I can't wait. Do you want me to set it up or will you?”

  She said, “Leave it to me. On Friday, just make sure you're well-hidden in the closet.”

  When Friday night rolled around, I was in a chair in our walk-in closet. Clarissa was in a mini-skirt and the see-through blouse I had bought her when she seduced her boss.

  She was gone for over an hour and when she returned, she had with her the most beautiful redhead I had ever seen in my life.

  Clarissa giggled and said, “You know, I don't even know your name.”

  The redhead said, “My name is Yvette.” Without missing a beat, she kissed Clarissa and slid one hand under her blouse to her tits and the other to her ass. Clarissa moaned, unbuttoned Yvette's slacks and slid them down. It was at that point that we noticed she wasn't wearing panties.

  Clarissa smiled and rubbed Yvette's pussy, making her wetter than she already was. Then she said in an intense voice dripping with sensuality, “Please me with your hot, wanton tongue.”

  Yvette got on her knees and licked Clarissa's cunt. Clarissa smiled and kept saying, “That's a girl. Just like that. Ah, that's it. Fuck my clit. Just like that. Oh, oh, that feels so good!”

  I recognized the signs of an orgasm building in Clarissa. Apparently, so did Yvette because she shoved two of her fingers into Clarissa and tripped her orgasm. As she stood there recovering from her climax, she smiled and said, “That was the best I've ever had. Without exception! Now get on your back and I'll return the favor.”

  Yvette smiled and got on her back on the floor and spread her legs. Clarissa started by kissing her and unbuttoning her top. When she had Yvette's tits free she went to town on them, licking, kissing and sucking on the nipples and massaging them at the same time. She told me later that she had wished she had a bigger mouth so she could suck, kiss and lick both of Yvette's tits at the same time.

  Clarissa brought Yvette off, then she said, “Let's 69.”

  So they did. It was a show I won't ever forget. Clarissa told me that Yvette's come was like honey, sweet and thick. She also told me that Yvette knew all along that I was watching. They had met at a swingers club we occasionally visit, and she was all for it.

  Needless to say, Yvette has been by on more than one occasion for twosomes with me or my wife, and also a few threesomes with me and my wife.

  I haven't told my wife, but Yvette is almost as good in bed as Clarissa.—J.S., San Diego, California

  SHE CAME OVER FOR A SWIM AND ENDED UP COMING ALL OVER HER GIRLFRIEND

  The summer after high school, I had an experience which I still can't get out of my mind. At the beginning of that summer, my friend Vicky invited me over for a swim in her pool. We spent the day lounging, soaking up the sun and talking about all the things girls talk about—mainly boys. Neither of us were a stranger to sex and a great deal of our conversation centered on that.

  As we talked, I couldn't help but notice Vicky's body and how it compared to mine. She was wearing a small two-piece bathing suit which showed off her ample bosom and just a hint of her nipples beneath the thin fabric. This particularly caught my attention because while my breasts were pert, solid and perfectly adequate, they were small compared to hers.

  I had often been told that in addition to my Asian good looks, my best feature was my firm, tight butt. I also wondered about the size, shape and color of her nipples, and how they compared to my light-brown quarter-size nipples that got hard as a rock when touched or sucked.

  Her hair and skin were so fair compared to my dark hair and complexion. After a while we decided to go in and change our clothes. I entered her bedroom and looked for my clothes, which I had randomly tossed about earlier. As I searched, I heard her bedroom door close. I looked up to find Vicky staring at me. Her gaze caught mine and the next thing I knew, she dropped her bikini top. There, right in front of me, were the breasts I had been wondering about. I couldn't move. I was mesmerized. God, they were beautiful! I couldn't take my eyes off them.

  She slowly walked toward me. My heart was beating a million miles an hour. Those gorgeous tits were getting closer. Stopping right in front of me, she reached out and touched the straps of my bathing suit top. Ever so gently she slid them off my shoulders. I just let the top fall, bringing my hard tits into view. Her hand reached out and brushed against my left breast.

  “You don't mind, do you?” she whispered as her thumb moved against my stiffening nipple. I inhaled deeply, felt my pulse quickening and my knees weakening.

  Vicky pulled my hand to the underside of her perfectly shaped breast. “Touch me,” she purred as I caressed her firm mam. I cupped my hands underneath each one and felt their warmth and weight. Using my fingertips, I gently felt each and every inch of those magnificent creatures.

  Vicky was simultaneously doing the same to me, and I felt my nipples getting hard. I knew I was getting moist between my legs with anxious anticipation.

  I couldn't believe it! Touching another girl's tits was so different from touching my own. And these tits were perfect: large, firm orbs which swayed rather than jiggled, with tastey-looking, dark rose-colored areolae and hard nipples resting on top, stretching and getting harder against my touch. The sexual tension in the room was unbelievable, and I could feel our lezzie lust building.

  We were both totally into exploring each other's tits. Watching my fingers feel her up was wholly absorbing, but I wanted more. I had to taste those succulent morsels. Ever so slowly, I lowered my lips to her hard, protruding nipples, inching closer, I stuck out my tongue and gently sucked the object of my desire. They were cool against my hot tongue, firm, yet supple.

  She was anxious for more and I wanted to give more. Circling my tongue around her protruding nipple, I sucked it into my anxious mouth. I'd flick my tongue and then nibble, alternating from one ripe melon to the other, hungrily, back and forth. There was a fire building in my pussy as I greedily savored her luscious boobs.

  With one hand she stroked and squeezed my nipple, while she placed the other hand on the back of my head and pulled me into her heaving mounds. I continued to lick and suck her tits as if I were in a trance. My heart was about to pound out of my chest. Suddenly I felt the shudder of an orgasm rush through my body. God, I was coming just from caressing and sucking her tits!

  She pushed me gently back onto the bed. Then she straddled my waist and continued to stroke and caress my now rock-hard tits. I couldn't bring myself to let go of her heaving boobs. I looked up and watched my hands as they kneaded her soft, tender flesh. Even through her bathing-suit bottom, I could feel the heat from her pussy as she ground her crotch into my naked belly.

  She grabbed my wrists, pulling them from her luscious orbs. My desire for her grew. I was totally in awe of her now, and we both knew she could do anything she wanted with me. Leaning forward she teased me by slowly licking one and then th
e other of my pulsating nipples as I writhed in wanton ecstasy.

  Back and forth, licking and sucking, nibbling and tasting, she drove me insane. Teasing me, she leaned in as if to lick but instead, she mashed and rubbed her luscious tits into mine. What a wonderful feeling! With our tits and crotches grinding, instinctively our mouths came together as we nibbled, licked and sucked one another's tongue.

  My head was spinning and my pussy was on fire. She slipped one leg between my legs and ground her writhing pussy into my thigh as I pushed back. She raised her leg and I felt the pressure of her soft thigh against my molten sex.

  I reached for her tight buns and pulled her into me. I pushed and rubbed my burning cunt into her leg as she did the same to me.

  My hands slipped under the waistband of her bathing suit and I kneaded the soft flesh of her ass, grabbing and squeezing her tight buns, releasing and grabbing again. Breathing hard, starting to sweat, grinding uncontrollably, we were two bitches in heat!

  Suddenly she sat up and straddled my waist again. She reached behind to feel my inner thigh. She slowly worked her hand up to the crotch of my soaking wet bathing suit. I felt myself instinctively grinding into her searching hand.

  Finally, for the first time, I felt her hand slip under the elastic to rub the outer lips of my hot pussy, softly and slowly at first, then with more pressure and assurance. Her fingertips slipped into the folds of my inner slit as I continued to grind my hips in rhythm to her hand. First one, then two fingers penetrated my gash.

  As she finger-fucked my burning pussy, she slid up my chest, her covered pussy rubbing against my tits, the thin cloth pulled taut. I stared at the outline of her mound, her puffy outer lips and a slight indentation which outlined her quivering slit. A few light brown hairs poked out from around the elastic of her bathing suit. A wet spot was clearly visible where her pussy was leaking its lust.

  For the very first time, I could smell the sweet musky aroma of another girl's pussy as she slowly moved toward my face. My hands once again reached out for her buns as I pulled her toward me. She moaned as my nose rubbed up and down against the moist fabric of her suit. I inhaled deeply and flicked my tongue to lick that tempting wet spot.

  Releasing her butt, I cautiously pulled the crotch of her bathing suit aside and peered into another woman's pussy for the very first time.

  Tenderly and tentatively at first, my tongue reached out to taste her sweet muff. The aroma and flavor were intoxicating as my tongue pressed into the softest skin imaginable. Licking upward, I felt it slide into the damp smoothness of her tangy cunt.

  She moaned as my tongue swept lightly across her hooded clit. Sensing her increasing passion and becoming less tentative with each lick, I forced my lips and tongue into her hot, moist cavern.

  She was dripping wet and I slurped as much of her tasty juice as I could. I nibbled her pussy lips, kissing and pulling at them. I used my tongue like a tiny cock and fucked her sizzling hole, in and out, then playfully licked her hard little clit.

  She was moaning and grinding into my face as she increased the pace of her probing fingers in my slippery gash. She was fucking my hot fuck-hole. I had to come. I humped her hand and grabbed her ass in both hands and pulled her onto my thrusting tongue. My face was covered with her sex.

  I found her clit peeking out of its protective hood, and licked up and down as fast as I could. She was humping my face and screaming. “Lick my pussy! Lick it good! I'm gonna come. Eat me, eat me!” My tongue switched to a circular motion and she went over the edge.

  “Oh fuck, oh fuck!” she shrieked as I continued licking as fast as I could. Her pussy soaked my face with girl-lube.

  At the same time I felt like fire was coming out of my cunt. Before pausing for breath, she jumped off my chest, ripped off my soggy bottoms and stuck her mouth on my slit. I was humping her tongue like crazy. Without missing a lick she rammed two fingers up my hot hole. I came with a scream and a shudder, pounding my fists on the bed and shaking my head back and forth. God, this girl could lick pussy!

  After a few minutes, as we calmed down, nestled together naked, we just relaxed and stroked one another's body. That was when I had an opportunity to really examine Vicky and noticed the very fine, almost invisible hairs on her soft, supple skin, the color and texture of her areolae and the shape and skin patterns of her nipples.

  Just by being lightly touched, they seemed to come to life. I toyed with them for a while, bringing them to attention, then watching them relax. I could tell that she was enjoying it because her breathing picked up, and from time to time she would grind into my thigh.

  Knowing that I was turning her on, I felt myself coming alive again. I decided to play the same game using my tongue. I toyed with her, licking, then sucking and getting those nipples hard, then watching them wane. I lost myself in her magnificent orbs and couldn't get enough.

  She continued to sigh and undulate her hips into me. Cautiously, I straddled her chest and stroked both those beauties at the same time. Once again, my pussy was beginning to ooze. Moving into position. I maneuvered my cunt over her hard nipple. I tried to fuck myself with it, up and down, in and out, pushing her hard nipple onto my wanton clit and rubbing it into my hole. It wasn't long before her boob glistened with my pussy juice.

  The whole time I was trying to tit-fuck her, she was staring at my hot twat and sticking out her tongue, trying to lick me. But we'd already licked pussy. I wanted to girl-fuck. I wanted to feel my cunt rub against hers. I wanted to feel my fingers sink into her depths and get covered with her pungent honey.

  I reached back and pushed first one, then two fingers into her. She whimpered in ecstasy and pushed back to force my fingers deeper into her lusty cavern. Driving them in and out, I could feel her juices all over my hand. I pulled them out, licked her honey off one and then held the other out for her. She hungrily sucked my finger into her mouth and I felt her tongue licking her own juice.

  She was one hot lezzie bitch! I slid off her chest and scissored myself into position so that our pussies were touching, mine with the long dark hair, and hers with the light curly tufts. What a contrast. Grabbing her for support and traction, we rubbed out hot cunts together. This was unbelievable.

  Slowly but surely, we began to get a rhythm, grinding our muffs, rubbing the good spots and mashing into each other, when we hit the button. Things got slippery as our slits began to ooze more and more juice. The room was filled with the aroma of girl-sex. I loved it! We were toying with one another's tits, squeezing the nipples, twisting them and watching them bounce as we rammed our wet pussies together. Sweat mixed with our nectar. We were definitely well lubed.

  Grunting and groaning, we thrust into one another with wild abandon. Finally we couldn't take it any longer and I reached into my sloppy pussy and fingered myself. Vicky did the same and we looked into one another's eyes as we rubbed ourselves off to a shattering finish.

  We were exhausted and it was just the first week of summer!—Name and address withheld

  LESSONS IN SEX FROM A LESBIAN NEIGHBOR GETS HER AND HER HUSBAND OFF

  I have always had a secret desire to be with a woman intimately. I thought that just one time to see what it was like would do me just fine. I am, after all, a happily married woman.

  I shared this fantasy one evening with my husband. He seemed a little shocked, but encouraged me to try it. He said he'd even like to watch. I told him I'd feel too nervous if he watched.

  My friend Mitsy, who lives up the block, is a lesbian and had suggested a few times that she'd like to have sex with me. I never took her seriously until now.

  I called her and said I'd like to have that intimate evening she'd been talking about. We arranged for her to come over the following evening. Mitsy is a five-feet-six, blond, blue-eyed beauty. Her legs are long and slender. And she has perky tits and a tight bottom.

  I was glad to have this experience with her. Not only was she gorgeous, but we were also friends, which made it less awkward.
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br />   The next night my husband went out with his friends so Mitsy and I could be alone. He told me to relax and enjoy myself, gave me a deep kiss and was gone. I put on black silk panties and a slinky black dress which showed my ample cleavage. I lit some candles, threw a few overstuffed pillows on the floor and put on some music.

  A half hour later Mitsy knocked on the door. I nervously went to answer it. She had on a tiny tank top and shorts. “Hi Mitsy. Come in,” I greeted.

  “You look really nice,” she said. I thanked her and offered her a drink. “I'll take a scotch on the rocks if you have it.”

  We took our drinks over to the couch and sat down. Mitsy said she was glad I'd decided to try this and that I should relax. With that she took our drinks and put them on the coffee table, then bent to kiss me. It was a slow, exploring kiss. Our tongues entwined. I could feel myself getting wet.

  She stroked my hair and neck and her hand lowered to my breasts. She slipped her hand inside my dress and tweaked my swollen nipples gently. I took my dress off. I wanted to feel her mouth on my nipples. She lowered her mouth around my left nipple and I grew wetter with anticipation as she circled my nipple with her warm tongue.

  She did the same to my other tit as her hand slid down my stomach to my wet pussy. She slid her hand inside my panties, sliding them down, then off. She slid her finger into my pussy, fingering it and teasing my clit. I moaned as her finger rubbed my swollen clit.

  I stopped her and stood up. I slipped her shirt off and took her perfect tits in my hands, kneading them. As I held them close together, I flicked my tongue over her nipples simultaneously. “Oh yes, that feels good,” she moaned. I kissed my way down to her shorts and slipped them off.

  My face was at her muff and I kissed it. She spread her legs and I inserted my tongue into her hole. I licked lightly at her clit, then faster. She writhed with the pleasure. But she stopped me and said, “This is your first experience with this. I want you to climax first.”