Letters to Penthouse XXX

by Penthouse International

  After I’d driven the first leg of our trip, my husband took over and I climbed into the back where Brandon and Gaye were sleeping. They were a little too sprawled out for me to be comfortable, so I shoved Brandon in the center between Gaye and me and climbed under the blanket. We were all wearing light summer clothes. I turned away from Brandon and promptly fell asleep.

  A few hours later, I awakened in a state of arousal and realized that Brandon had a hand under my T-shirt on my bare tit. My nipples were as hard as they’ve ever been. I didn’t move away or adjust my position but instead I looked up to make sure we couldn’t be seen in the rearview mirror and just left Brandon’s hand on my breast. I could tell from his deep breathing that he was probably still asleep, his body pressed tightly against mine.

  I reached back to feel his cock and found Gaye’s hand already there. She grabbed my wrist and held me there until she was sure I wouldn’t pull away. She reached up into his shorts and fished Brandon’s cock out far enough for both of us to feel him up. Although he pretended to remain asleep, Gaye and I rolled him on his back and removed his shorts so we would have access to his cock and his balls. I slid out of my shorts and placed his hand on my hot cunt. Not to be left out, Gaye removed her blouse. The only light came from an occasional passing car.

  Gaye spread her husband’s limbs wide and we each humped our hot pussies against a leg while we took turns jacking his cock and juggling his hairy nuts. We had to be careful to remain below the two-foot level so that my husband couldn’t see us in the rearview mirror.

  I remember hoping that he wouldn’t come too soon because I was really enjoying our game. By then we could see that Brandon was faking sleep because his fingers moved aggressively in my pussy as he gave me an orgasm. I rewarded him by sticking my tongue down his throat.

  Brandon put his arms around our shoulders and played with our tits while Gaye and I continued to fondle his dick and balls. When Gaye finger-fucked his asshole, his body suddenly got rigid. Gaye grabbed a tissue from her purse to catch the healthy shot of come that spurted from his cock.

  We lay still for a few minutes before Brandon moved Gaye into the middle between us. He leaned over and started sucking her tit. I didn’t know what to do so I ran my hand over her smooth body and sucked the other tit. It took some real effort from all three of us to remove Gaye’s snug shorts and then we were all pretty much naked.

  Brandon wiggled two fingers inside her pussy and I teased her clit while we both sucked her nipples. She cried out but we both covered up her mouth to keep my husband from hearing. When she recovered, she gave each of us a grateful kiss. We quietly dressed and got some much-needed sleep as though nothing had happened.

  Later on I told Ethan about this incident. He found it as exciting as I did, so as soon as the chance came up Gaye and I got him between us while Brandon drove. Unfortunately, it wasn’t quite as exciting this time because Brandon knew what was going on, but at least we could move about more and not have to worry about being seen. It was a really delightful experience to let my husband have Gaye alone in the back while I shared the front seat with Brandon. I took advantage of that opportunity to get a little more acquainted with Brandon’s fascinating cock.

  We nearly decided to forget the amusement park altogether, but I’m glad we didn’t, because it was fun changing partners on every ride. And did I mention the money we saved by sharing a single room?

  —H,D., Richmond, Virginia

  A Well-Hung Stud Rings Her Bell When He Gives Her a Taste of His Ding-a-Ling

  I was sitting on my couch one Saturday afternoon reading a book when I heard the doorbell ring. I was surprised because I rarely got visitors, especially in the middle of the day. Since I’d planned on just spending some quiet time alone, I was only wearing a pair of sweats and a T-shirt. My hair was pulled back in a ponytail and I wasn’t wearing any makeup.

  I opened the door to see my old college roommate and a large black guy. I hadn’t seen Allison in a few months and I’d never met her friend, whom she introduced as Reginald. He must have been six foot four and looked very athletic. He didn’t say a word to anything I said, he just nodded.

  Allison has always been the wild one in our group. She was constantly pushing the envelope, doing things that were borderline acceptable and always going for shock value. On the other hand, I was the more conservative girl in our group, rarely taking chances and always trying to be the voice of reason.

  “Wha’cha doing, Rachel?” she asked me. I told her I’d just been relaxing and catching up on some reading. “Boy, some things never change. You’re still the most boring person I know! But that’s just one of the things that makes you so sweet! Go ahead, sit back down. Let me tell you about the incredible time I had last night and how I met Reginald.”

  When Allison sets her mind to something there’s no stopping her, so I sat back down on the couch and listened to her ramble on about this party she had gone to the night before where she met Reginald, who’s a basketball player. The party turned into a gang fuck that she’d only just left because she had to tell someone all about it—and my apartment just happened to be close by. The whole time she spoke, Reginald was sitting next to me in complete silence, smiling dumbly at Allison.

  When Allison got to the sexy parts of her story, I felt the couch shift and looked over to see Reginald with his hand down his pants, playing with himself! I turned to keep my attention focused on Allison, but I could tell what Reginald was doing the whole time.

  She was telling me all about the different people there, especially the guys. Then she started to describe how well-hung Reginald was. She said, “You should see the size of this guy’s dick. It’s bigger than anything I’ve ever seen before, and you know I’ve seen my share.”

  I instinctively turned over to look at Reginald and couldn’t resist the temptation to get a peek at his crotch. But I let out a yelp when I saw that he’d actually taken his cock out of his pants and was stroking it. Allison got up out of her chair and came over and put both hands around it, guiding its heft so it stood straight up in the air. “See!” she squealed. “Isn’t this the most beautiful cock you’ve ever seen?” At that point, I looked Reginald square in the face and he finally gave me a reaction to what was happening— a big, wide grin. “Here, feel this thing,” Allison said, grabbing my wrist and guiding my hand to his monster.

  My hand cupped the top portion of the long prick. “It tastes as good as it feels, too,” she cooed in my ear. “Go ahead. See if I’m lying.” With that, she guided my head down to Reginald’s massive tool. I have no idea what came over me, but I let her take me down until the head was pressed against my lips. I stretched my mouth as wide as I could to fit it in and was able to get maybe three or four thick inches in. That was about all that would fit.

  I felt Reginald’s hands replace Allison’s as he started to push me farther down onto his cock, but there was no way I could take any more, although I tried my best. The excitement of such a spontaneous sexual act had me incredibly excited. I suddenly decided that I wanted to throw caution to the wind and take Reginald in my pussy.

  I pulled my mouth off his cock and stood up. With one quick motion I slid my sweats and panties off and climbed on top of him. If I was going to try to stuff that whole thing up inside me, I decided that I wanted to be on top where I could control things a little better.

  I grabbed hold and guided it to my pussy as I slowly pushed myself downward. Reginald had my hips in both his hands and started to lift me up and down on his pole, trying to push me farther down with every stroke. He gently built up to a tempo that was so heavenly all I could do was throw back my head and close my eyes and appreciate the pleasure I was feeling. He finally gave one great thrust and held me. I’d taken all of him. I stood still for a few seconds, feeling completely filled, before I began to pump up and down on him. All of a sudden I started to feel the rumblings of an orgasm. I’d never before been able to come with a dick in me, only by being orally or manuall
y stimulated, but this was different. I could feel my climax build and build until it exploded inside me. As I cried out, Reginald pulled me down hard onto his lap and held me there as he came along with me. He was so big and was wedged so far up inside of me that his come had nowhere to go but right back out around his dick.

  As soon as I came down from my orgasm, I jumped off him and got back on my knees below him and took his limp and dangling dick back into my mouth so I could find out how good his come tasted. As I was worshipping Reginald’s prick, I felt hands pushing my legs apart followed by hot breath and a soft warm tongue on my snatch. I let out a moan around Reginald’s big dick as Allison started to use her talented mouth on me. Reginald’s cock never got smaller, only softer, but I kept sucking and licking it until it was clean, coming on Allison’s face all the while.

  After a few more minutes of playing with his cock, it began to stiffen. For the first time, I heard him speak as he said, “Move over. I want to fuck Allison now.” I slowly got up and saw Allison drop to her knees and turn her back to him so he could stuff her from behind. Before he sank it in I decided to taste another woman’s cunt, so I got on my back and slid under Allison and reached up and began to lick her clit before Reginald pounded her.

  After I made her come he fucked her a bit and then pulled out, pushed her ass forward, and tried to stuff his cock into my mouth while he let another load of come go. His stringy load landed on my tongue and I swallowed it down.

  After all three of us were completely exhausted and ready to rest, Allison sat us down. “Didn’t I tell you it was magnificent?” she asked. “Next time you have to join me so you can enjoy all the boys!”

  —Name and address withheld

  The Lap Dance at the Strip Club Was a Warmup for a Private Dance of Their Own

  As we left our hotel to go to dinner that night, Abby, my luscious wife, was wearing a pair of short-shorts, a black silken semisheer tank top, high-heeled sandals, and shades. I revved the car engine and tore out of the parking lot, anxious to get what I knew would be a very sexy evening under way.

  For dinner I selected a restaurant with an upper deck open to the beach breezes. From our table we could see not only the waves and the sailboats, but also the slowly setting sun. It would have been even more romantic, except for the twenty guys ogling my wife’s pert tits. They must have been on a fishing vacation, and after a long hot day in the Southern California sun and sea they were salivating like a pack of hungry dogs. Abby, like the tease she is, decided to really torment them. From time to time she would brush her hands against her breasts softly, or slowly suck on the straw in her daiquiri, licking her lips seductively. I couldn’t help being amused by their utter fixation on her, and by the way their eyes bulged as she plucked the cherry from her drink and then, after licking it lavishly, swallowed it whole.

  I had to get her out of there before she caused a riot. It was still early, so we did some shopping at the outlets near the beach. Normally I would rather walk through broken glass with bare feet than through a mall, but watching men stumble into walls as they tried to get a look at my wife’s terrific tits through her sheer top kept me occupied while she shopped. Finally she came bouncing up to me with her purchases and kissed me deeply.

  “Now it’s time for the sexy shopping,” she quipped happily.

  Oh yeah, this was what I had been waiting for! The beach was bitchin’, the sun sensational, but now was the time for titillation. My heart raced faster than our sport car’s engine as we pulled into the parking lot of a popular Southern California gentlemen’s club.

  There were several other couples there, as well as the usual pack of single men, delighting in the dancers. Some held back and just watched the show, while others sat front and center, where they could get a closeup view and smell the girls’ sweet scent.

  Finding ourselves a table, we scouted the talent. Abby has excellent taste in women, and I almost always approve of her selection. After quite a while she settled on a dancer who she said got her hot, so when the set was over I jumped up to retrieve her for our pleasure. When I drew closer I saw that the girl was of Asian descent, with impossibly dark hair that cascaded down to her silky shoulders. Silver jewelry sparkled against her soft skin, accenting her exotic appearance. I introduced myself and asked her to join my wife and me for a drink. With a sexy smile she accepted, and I led her over to our table. She and Abby smiled at each other as their eyes met, and I could already feel the electricity coursing between these two dark-haired damsels.

  As the girl sat down between us, she told us her name was Binn. She had a sweet, exotic accent, and when Abby asked her where she was from, she replied that she was Vietnamese. I told her I thought she was the prettiest girl in the place, and that she also had the best body, and Abby agreed with me.

  After a little more conversation, I asked Binn to dance for both of us. She smiled and said that she would love to, and that we were a welcome change after the rude, smelly, out-of-shape guys she usually had to deal with. Stripping off the black wraparound skirt and skimpy bra she had put on after her set, she went into a deliciously teasing dance, sliding sexily into my lap and then into Abby’s, dragging her sweetly scented hair across our eager faces. Shards of silver glitter sparkled like stars all over her tawny skin as she offered us her tasty tits. Just as we leaned in to touch them with our tongues, Binn would twist away, only to appease us by offering up her ass.

  Even after the dance was over she lingered with us until it was time for her to dance onstage again. Promising to return, in her unbelievably erotic accent, she snatched up her meager covering and scampered off. We moved up to the stage as Binn went into her act, and as she danced she centered most of her attention on us. Following the example of the other customers, Abby slid several bills into the garter on her shapely leg. This made my wife so excited that she leaned over and kissed me most passionately just as Binn finished her dance.

  Abby went back to our table as I waited for Binn to come out from backstage. When she did, I explained to her that Abby and I wanted one more dance before we went back to our hotel. Binn just smiled and winked at me knowingly as she accompanied me to the table.

  Abby was more than ready for her, and Binn knew it. The Vietnamese vixen was even hotter than before, moving all over my wife’s body as she sat in her chair, touching and caressing her lightly. I watched intently as my sweet spouse and the sultry stripper caressed and kissed each other.

  Then it was my turn. Still moving in her sexy dance, Binn moved over to me. For what seemed like forever she taunted and teased me with that body, until I felt I could take no more. At the end I had one hand high up on Binn’s tender thigh, while the other was sliding up Abby’s equally smooth, lovely leg.

  When the dance finally ended we all kissed, and my wife and I scrambled to get out of there. Halfway to the car I grabbed Abby and kissed her roughly as I slid my hand into her shorts to feel her pussy. She was soaking wet.

  “I didn’t know I was that turned on,” she blushed.

  I just grunted as I fingered her and tasted her tongue. Soon other people started coming out, so we climbed into the car and pulled away.

  As we hit the highway I unzipped my tight pants and freed my straining cock. Abby needed no urging; she lowered her head to my lap and began to suck my dick eagerly.

  Driving down the dark beachside road, with the radio thumping out a nasty groove as my hot wife sucked me off, I was feeling fantastic. Abby’s hair still smelled of Binn’s perfume. Just thinking about that Asian sexpot and my wife rubbing on each other to the beat of the music almost caused me to lose control. I even considered pulling over and fucking Abby’s precious pussy behind the dark dunes of the beach. But we were close enough to the hotel that I figured I could wait. Besides, she was sucking so beautifully that I didn’t want to stop. Driving with one hand, I slid the other under her top and fondled her tits, tweaking her tight nipples. Finally she straightened up and leaned back, pulling off her top, and then
scooting her shorts down so I could get at her primed pussy. She moaned and talked trash, tantalizing her own tits as I played with her flowing cunt. Cars were passing by, but at this point I couldn’t have cared less who saw what.

  Finally I pulled into the hotel, trying in vain to tuck my ten inches back into my pants. Abby didn’t even zip up her shorts. She got out of the car and headed for our room with her tits swinging and her pubic hair clearly visible to any startled male who cared to look.

  Once in the room I soon discovered that the fun had just begun. My Abby was feeling so hot as a result of Binn’s titillation that she had me take sexy shots of her with our digital camera. She was like a sex-starved centerfold as she posed in erotic positions, licking her tight tits, fingering her hot sweet snatch, and showing off her small pouty ass. Until finally I lost all control and threw her down on the bed, burying my face in her snatch to suck her sweet nectar.

  After a few minutes of this I couldn’t wait to get my big dick deep inside her. Binn’s scent still mingled with the sweat of our bodies as I fucked her, both of us perspiring profusely. I could see the beads of sweat all over Abby’s taut, tanned skin, the force of my thrusts shaking them off the tips of her tits. After her first climax Abby pulled me off the bed and begged me to fuck her from behind while we both faced the full-length mirror. I fondled her wet boobs as I teased the tip of her clit in time with each thrust of my member. She looked so fucking hot with her wanton eyes peering through her long dark tousled locks that I knew I could not hold out much longer.

  Bending forward, I spoke into her ear. “Don’t you wish Binn was here to eat out your asshole while you fuck me?” I said. Abby moaned, and I began to move faster, knowing how close she was. “Or would you rather I just fucked her from behind while she buried her beautiful face in your cunt?”