by Letters to Penthouse XXXVI- Sultry Passions, Sinful Desires (epub)
Her astrological sign is Scorpio, so you know she’s a sex freak! She loves giving and (especially) getting oral sex. Even though she’s only had a couple of sex partners in her life, I love to hear how she learned about sex from all of them, especially her lesbian girlfriend.
She says that I’m the best lover she’s ever had and that she’s never been as uninhibited with anyone as she is with me. I’m not too sure about all that because she’s told me plenty of sexy stories in great detail, but it’s still a nice thing to hear. Luckily, she loves to hear about my sexual history, too.
Whenever we get together and exchange stories, it always leads to a night of fantastic sex. We’ve managed to create plenty of sexual history with each other over the last four years, so choosing this one out of all our encounters was very hard (pun intended).
I had to visit my family in Southern California one weekend, and I stayed with them from Saturday until Wednesday. I usually called her every night to tell her how much I missed her and to let her know how horny I was for her. She would tell me that she missed me, too, and that she was going to jack off before falling asleep, thinking about having my big dick inside of her. In the morning I would call again to wake her up, and as soon as she got her child off to grade school she would head back to bed for another hot masturbation session. This girl loves playing with her pussy whenever she can!
I flew back to Washington on a Wednesday (I had to work late that afternoon) so my lover came to pick me up and drive me to work. After asking about my family, she asked me how my dick was doing and what I did when I got a hard-on while I was staying at my mom’s house. While we were talking, she started rubbing her hands on my chest and then all over my body, getting my rod good and stiff.
The trip to the office went faster than we thought it would. We were already in the underground parking garage when we realized that I didn’t have to be upstairs for another forty-five minutes, so we decided to fool around in the car a little (four days without getting any loving feels like a month to her). We climbed in the backseat and were all over each other in seconds.
Her lips tasted so good! I kissed all over her neck and as far down her chest as her shirt would allow. She was doing the same to me, licking my ears, nipping my nipples through my shirt, and rubbing my dick with her hands. It was starting to get real steamy in there.
I just wanted to fool around a bit so I could be horny when I got home that night, but my fiancée had other ideas. She pushed my hand between her legs so I could feel the heat coming from her pussy, then she rolled down her pantyhose so I could get a whiff of her sopping-wet cunt. She had the whole car funked up with the smell of that grade-A puss! I reached down and slid two fingers inside her and they came out dripping with juice. I started to work nice and slow on her clit, because I love to hear the low moan she makes as she builds up to an orgasm.
By this time she had pulled out her fat 34Ds so they could get some attention from my lips. I love sucking on her breasts; she once told me that the way I suck her titties sends a buzz straight to her clit. So there we were sitting in my car with all those cars passing by, the windows getting steamed up and us getting hotter by the minute.
Both of us knew that something had to happen pretty soon or we would just explode. Finally my lover unzipped my pants so she could have some skin-to-skin contact with my dick. We started stroking each other harder and faster. I could hear her starting to breathe heavily, I saw her nipples were getting hard, and I could feel her pussy starting to come—and then, with a big gush of pussy juice, she did!
Whenever I make her come with my fingers or my tongue, she wants to feel my big rod inside of her. My car has a lot of room in it, but I knew it wasn’t going to be easy to screw in the back seat. At first I thought I’d turn her around and do her doggie-style, but that looked like it would be a little awkward, too. Then we thought that she could sit on me, but her long legs had nowhere to go. All this time I was still playing with her clit, making her even hotter than before the first time she came. That’s when she decided if she couldn’t feel my cock in her pussy, she’d feel it in her mouth.
She leaned over and started giving me the sucking of a lifetime! She knows it usually takes me a long time to come when she gives me head, but that day she was determined to get me off before I went to work. It started out real slowly. At first she started with just her mouth and lips, teasing the head of my cock and licking my shaft like a big chocolate ice-cream cone, getting my dick and balls soaking wet. Then she started working on me with her hand, too.
Pretty soon I was losing control and started to hump her mouth. I could feel my dick swelling up inside her, and she was making these slurping and moaning sounds. That was it—I let go with a gush of come that seemed endless! My baby doesn’t usually swallow when she gives head, but this time she took my whole load and held my dick in her mouth until I finished coming. She then deposited my deposit on the garage floor.
After catching my breath and making some major clothing adjustments, I kissed my lover and went up the freight elevator so I could sneak into the bathroom and wash my hands (after all, I couldn’t go to work smelling like pussy). Weak knees and all, I got to work on time, counting the hours until I would go home for the main course.
Thanks for letting me share this with you. I’m looking forward to wearing my T-shirt. My girlfriend will probably want one, too. I told her she could get one if she told her “First Kiss, First Night” story about her and her girlfriend. We’ll see.
—F.P., Washington, D.C.
A Rock and a Hard-On
A perfect fall afternoon filled with golds, oranges, reds, and purples served as the backdrop for a lovemaking session I won’t soon forget. The smooth, flat rock David and I were sitting on was still warm from the day’s sun. It felt wonderful against my skin. Any other time, the panoramic view from our favorite mountaintop spot would have been breathtaking enough, but that day I was more interested in other things.
A warm rain started to fall as I lay back onto the warmed stone, looking at David. He knelt in front of me smiling as he stroked my legs from my ankles to my thighs, inching my dress up until it revealed the trim of my black lace panties. He slowly pulled them down my legs and over my red high heels.
I moved one of my hands down to grasp the cock that was straining to greet me through his jeans. He moaned as I started working on his dick. I’d recently divorced an unimaginative lover. Our foreplay had been minimal: a couple of licks here, a suck there, a little touchy-feely if I was lucky. That was pretty much it. But David showed me how much fun oral sex can be.
Our kisses were getting wetter and wilder, the soft slurping sounds mixing with our moans. I whispered into his ear, “I really want to taste you.” Without waiting for an answer, I dropped to my knees and undid his pants. His engorged rod flipped out and I took it in my hand. “You’re so big,” I said, my voice raspy and filled with lust.
David whispered, “Let yourself go and enjoy, baby.” That simple little instruction was all I needed to hear.
I took just his cockhead in my mouth, sucking it gently and running my tongue over its veiny surface. His groans indicated that I was on the right track.
I closed my eyes and began exploring the entire length of his shaft, using both the tip and the flat side of my tongue. When I licked the underside from top to bottom, David gasped loudly and grabbed my head in his hands. I teased his cockhead some more, letting the cool fall breeze chill the wetness on him before plunging his hard rigid cock back into the hot recesses of my throat.
I kept pressing my face against his tool until my nose brushed against his pubic hair. Never in my entire life had I felt that I held the universe on the tip of my tongue until that moment. His cock was steel-hard and slick with my saliva. Again and again I devoured it, sucking his entire length into my mouth.
David was moaning uncontrollably and running his hand through my hair as I licked and sucked, his body moving in a gyrating frenzy. He moaned, “
Oh, that’s so good.” He made me feel like a princess. I had never felt so powerful before.
“You’ve got me so excited,” I said between slurps.
“I need to be inside you,” he murmured in reply. He moved to position the head of his member at the entrance of my waiting cunt. He was kneeling in front of me, my thighs spread wide around his. I pulled him close to me so that his enormous cock nestled between my labia. I whimpered softly as he slowly eased forward to stretch my cunt lips to the limit.
He instantly seemed paralyzed, his body taut as he looked into my eyes and said, “You are so beautiful. I want this moment to last forever.” He took my hand and placed it on his nipple, telling me to close my eyes and feel with my body. He hovered just within the opening of my cunt and penetrated no further, letting my body get used to the feel of his. I began pushing my pulsating mound toward him in an effort to release some of the pressure that was building inside me. David was teasing me mercilessly. Once in a while he would withdraw so that just the head of his big, hard cock was in the warmth of my tight, throbbing pussy.
By then I was whispering into his ear. “I want all of you inside of me,” I managed to say, hardly able to get the words out. I was so turned on that I felt drugged with desire.
“Just let it happen,” he said. I closed my eyes and let myself experience the sensation forming in my vagina. I took his nipple into my mouth and worked it with my lips until it was hard, then I moved to the other one.
“Oh, God,” I groaned, “fuck me, please.” Ever so slowly, he eased himself into me, moving his cock in a rhythmic pace.
“Yes,” he hissed through clenched teeth. His strokes became more purposeful, and my legs spread wide to accommodate him, flexing up against his thighs with each thrust. My fingers dug into his back, and soon I was humping and bucking my hips as he pressed himself inside me. David groaned with every move. I held on to him as he fucked me, grabbing his shoulder as the passion mounted.
I just couldn’t get enough of his dick. I wanted to take as much of him into my pussy as possible, yearning to stay entirely full. He fucked me using short, fast strokes. “Oh, my God,” I moaned as David’s whole weight jammed against my swollen clit. He sawed his huge cock in and out of my clinging cunt lips, grinding against my hard little nubbin. I was pinned beneath him, happily accepting his vigorous thrusts with my wet, grasping pussy.
I was feeling like a bitch in heat at that moment, wanting nothing more than to be fucked soundly. The sounds I was making were certainly more animal than human.
“Now,” David called, “come for me now!” He grabbed my hips, helping me grind against him even harder.
“Please,” I begged breathlessly. “Please make me come, David.” He started fucking my cunt with long, powerful strokes. I finally came, writhing and twisting so hard that he had to grab my ass with both hands just to stay inside me. All the leaves overhead became a swirl of colors as my body spasmed out of control.
I could tell by the look on his face that he was ready to come, too. I felt the release building from deep within him, and then he thrust hard and deep one last time before he filled my pussy with his hot seed.
When the last shudder of delight passed through our bodies, I snuggled up close beside him, panting, exhausted, and very, very satisfied. I wish I could have thought of something profound to say, but as we lay there hearing each other’s heartbeat, I knew he understood and we would share this moment in time forever.
—L.M., North Bennington, Vermont
Need for Speed
I have recently discovered Forum on a newsstand in a local convenience store and have found kindred spirits in the writers of the letters you publish. I hope you will allow me to add my letter to your collection.
I am a twenty-six-year-old with long blonde hair that goes all the way to my hips. My boyfriend Zack loves it and gets extremely excited when I go down on him with my hair tickling his chest, thighs, and balls while my hot, wet mouth sucks his cock.
Last Friday, after going to my best friend’s bachelorette party and watching all of those gyrating, muscle-bound fantasy men, I found myself considerably hot and horny. I rarely wear underwear and my pussy was so wet the damp stains would have been noticeable if I hadn’t been wearing my little black miniskirt.
It was a lot of fun. Shoving a dollar bill down my blouse and inside my bra, I made the hunky stripper who was dressed as a doctor dig for his reward. And he did, putting his head down to my generous mounds and giving one aroused nipple a secret little lick before extracting the dollar with his teeth.
He must have liked how I tasted because he came back to my table after working the room for a second helping of the sexual essence I knew my body was giving off. While I sat on the bar stool, he pulled my legs apart and dry-humped me until I was trembling with need. He pulled away and a wet spot from my bare pussy’s juices smeared the front of his neon green G-string.
I was so horny, I thought I was going to self-combust, but when the stripper invited me to join him after the show, I declined. He was beautiful, but the gift between my legs belonged to Zack and Zack alone.
Wishing all my friends the best, I got into my car to go home. Zack worked the late shift and would be getting home soon. My pussy was on fire and only the jism from his cock could extinguish the flames.
I turned onto a dark, deserted back road. Very few police patrolled it and I was free to use a lead foot on the gas pedal and make it home in no time.
I realized my luck had ended when the sight of blue lights appeared in my rearview mirror. I pulled over to the shoulder with the police cruiser stopping behind me.
A big, burly officer got out and, with flashlight in hand, approached my vehicle. I breathed a sigh of relief and lowered my hands from the steering wheel when I noticed it was just Zack.
“Please keep your hands on the wheel, Miss, where I can see them,” he said.
His voice was stern, but the twinkle in his eyes and the one-sided grin he offered let me know he was just going to play with me. Surely he wasn’t really going to write me a ticket.
“Patricia, do you realize you were doing sixty in a thirty- mile-per-hour zone?”
I responded sweetly, “Yes, sweetheart.”
“I hope you have a good excuse,” he warned me. “I can only let you go so many times.”
“Yes, baby. I understand. You have to do your job. It’s just that I am so horny, it hurts. And if I don’t get home and get some dick soon I just might die.”
“Well, we wouldn’t want that to happen. I’ll need you to step out of the car so I can verify your statement.”
I wondered how he was going to confirm my horniness. Whatever his methods, they sounded delightfully kinky and I was more than willing to try.
He commanded that I take off my blouse and unfasten my bra. I did as he wished and watched his pleased expression when he came face to face with my swollen tits and their taut nipples.
He laid the flashlight down on the hood of the car and said, “Yes, the nipples are very hard. A good sign, so far. Let’s see if they taste horny.”
Taking one in his mouth, he sucked forcefully. It felt so good. I was mindless with pleasure. When Zack starts to suck my breasts, he doesn’t stop until he’s satisfied and my mounds are deliciously sore and tender to the touch. He licked and nibbled until I cried out and started to wiggle. As he moved over to nuzzle and nip at the other one, I writhed into direct contact with the steel-hard bulge forming between his legs.
He stopped sucking and put his hand up my black miniskirt, inserting two fingers into my pink, swollen pussy. His hand became covered with my juices as he moved it in and out, stroking my clit with his thumb. I cried out, and my body began to convulse in orgasm.
Feeling weak in the knees, I thought I was going to collapse, but Zack caught me in his arms and lifted me to a sitting position on the hood of my car.
“Your pussy feels wet enough to belong to a horny woman but I have to take a look-see.”<
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He pushed me gently onto my back with my legs hanging over the side, open and easily accessible. Taking the flashlight, he flashed a beam of light onto my swollen cunt.
“It looks horny,” he said.
Dropping the flashlight, he lowered his face between my legs and licked the lips of my pussy in a circular motion that caused me to arch my back and cry out with pleasure. He sucked on my clit and penetrated me with his tongue while I quivered with another orgasm.
“It smells and tastes horny,” he commented huskily. Looking up at me with a wide grin, he said, “Yes, this appears to be a horny pussy, but there is only one way I can know for sure. I have to fuck it.”
“Fuck it, officer,” I replied. “Fuck it now.”
He undid the fly of his uniform and rolled me over onto my stomach. Pulling his dick out, he opened the lips of my pussy and shoved all eight inches inside me with one powerful thrust. He entangled both of his hands into my lion’s mane of long blonde hair and rode me like he was a cowboy and I was a wild mare he was bent on taming.
In and out, he pumped my love-tunnel, growing faster and harder with every stroke. In this position, I could feel every inch of his manhood, thrusting and pulling, until the walls of my tunnel trembled with the impact of a grand finale of orgasms. He grunted and in hot spurts, filled me with his come. A little of it trickled down my thighs when he pulled out.
After returning his rod to its former place inside his uniform pants, he told me, “That was very good, Trish. I want you to know your man really loves and appreciates having you for his woman.”
“I know. He shows me often,” I responded. “His shift ends in about twenty minutes. Can I go home now? I want to be in bed waiting for him when he gets home.”
