Letters to Penthouse XXX

by Penthouse International

  When Holly saw me, she flashed a beautiful smile, took the two cocks in front of her mouth and swirled their heads together with her hands. I was tempted to drop on my knees to join her, but she clearly enjoyed the attention and the control she had over everyone in the bathroom.

  Still sitting on the toilet, she pumped Ty’s and Marcus’s cocks until Ty just exploded and came all over. Almost right afterward, Marcus came hard in her mouth. She expertly swallowed and sucked both cocks dry.

  I was in awe!

  Holly then regained herself, stood up, and let her tiny, slinky dress fall down around her shaved pussy and across her tan and beautiful ass. She didn’t bother to put on her panties.

  We all managed to recover and headed for the elevator for more. As soon as the doors closed, Ty moved to Holly, hiked her dress up, and drove into her pussy, licking her clit in thanks for the hot head he had just received in the bathroom. But the elevator ride was short, and I knew this was just an appetizer for Holly, who was still craving some penetration.

  As soon as we fell into our suite, we proceeded to the sofa, where Holly and I found ourselves entwined, kissing and embracing each other. She lifted my skirt and started to finger my throbbing cunt. Of course I was soaking wet after that scene in the bathroom!

  From somewhere, Marcus produced a bag of toys he and Holly had brought. She pulled out her own vibrator, informing me that I needed to get off. Who was I to argue? I lay back on the sofa, taking Marcus’s cock in my mouth while Holly parted my drenched pussy and plunged her vibrator in me and the appendage buzzed on my clit.

  It was too much! Sandwiched between Marcus and Holly, I came hard in her hands as she pumped me gently but deeply.

  I looked down to watch Holly remove the vibrator, then felt her warm mouth between my legs. She can lick my pussy like a pro. Ty, right behind her, placed his cock on her gorgeous ass as a signal that he wanted to fuck her. Without removing her tongue from my clit, she reached around, grabbed his cock, and placed it at the opening of her shaved cunt.

  Then she backed up onto his pole, taking the whole length of it in one motion. I could tell she was in heaven! Between my legs, I felt her warm grunts into my pussy with each thrust of Ty’s cock, and my orgasm started to build. Marcus’s cock was in my mouth as Holly brought me to another fantastic orgasm.

  The sight of her sandwiched between Ty and me, and the feeling of being sandwiched between her and Marcus, was the second incredible sense memory I have from that night.

  Holly was not done. She loves the power she has over me. I love it, too. She proceeded to bury her face in my smooth pussy, completely losing herself in the smell and feel between my legs. Her hair flowed around my crotch and over my legs as she licked me to another incredible orgasm, her powerful tongue stroking me with every contraction.

  How had she learned to do this so well?

  Again, a wave overcame me as Holly lapped my clit with long, hard strokes, sending me crashing into another orgasm. All I could do was hang on to Marcus’s cock as I screamed and thrashed around. Ty was smiling, his cock simply parked in Holly’s pussy as he watched the whole show.

  By now, my pussy was buzzing from being teased and then played with all night. Marcus was ready for some action, and Ty wanted to start pumping away on Holly. Marcus moved me up onto all fours, my knees on the sofa and my hands on the sofa back. He began to lick me from behind, and my shaved crotch tingled as he devoured my pussy and then moved up to my ass.

  Soon he was tonguing my ass so deeply and lavishly that I knew he was preparing me to be ass-fucked. Sure enough, he moved up, moistened his finger, and ran it quickly up my ass. My head was spinning over what was about to happen.

  I got into position on my knees and could see Holly between my legs, watching Marcus’s cock approach my ass with a mission. He wasted no time, pushing his throbbing dick slowly but relentlessly into my ass, taking my breath away as he held my hips firmly. The feeling was totally awesome, and I soon relaxed enough to let him start to fuck me slowly while his wife watched from underneath.

  Marcus’s pace increased. His cock was now piston-fucking my ass, and I was lost in the intensity of the moment. He came hard and deep inside me, flooding me with hot come and collapsing on my back. I looked back to see Ty jacking off onto Holly’s stomach and tits, shooting rivers of come.

  The four of us could hardly move, and in fact we really didn’t budge for quite a while. And even then we stirred slowly. Marcus and Holly decided to head to their room, and she didn’t even bother to put any clothes on for the walk across the hall.

  Ty and I nearly crawled to the bedroom, laughing. He asked how my birthday was going so far. I was puzzled by the “so far,” and still more puzzled to find Holly’s dress lying on our bed. We hadn’t even been in the bedroom!

  Ty suggested I go to the door of Holly and Marcus’s room and toss the dress in so they’d have it to leave with in the morning. I looked across the hall, and my heart pounded when I saw that their door had been left ajar. Ty pushed me gently out the door and across the hall. I found myself opening their door quietly and entering the dark room.

  I held out Holly’s dress across the dark shadow of the bed and mumbled something about returning it before morning. A hand grabbed my hand instead of the dress and pulled me down on the bed between the two of them. They were both naked and warm, and they pulled me up until I was lying next to them.

  Holly, in front of me, kissed me softly and asked if I was ready for my birthday present. Her warm hands roamed my naked body (I have no recollection of even taking off my robe!), feeling me completely and kissing me all over my face and mouth. I heard Marcus behind me, breathing deeply. His hand touched my shoulders, and he kissed my neck. They had me between them very tightly, very passionately.

  Holly brought Marcus’s hands to my breasts while she went down with her kisses—down my stomach to my hips and then between them. She was licking me to get me ready for Marcus, but I was already wet. She reached around to his cock and guided it in me from behind. He was spoon-fucking me with her in front coaxing us on, kissing and caressing my body as I floated on their bed.

  The feeling was incredible. I came quietly, my breath flowing into Holly’s warm kiss as her husband continued to fuck me. Soon he came loudly. The three of us collapsed into each other and fell asleep.

  I woke up later that night to feel Holly’s warm body embracing me from behind. I rolled over and went down on her, waking her in the best way possible to thank her for sharing her husband with me and giving me such a great birthday. I took my time and did my very best. She didn’t need to say thanks when warm come flowed from her pussy.

  I moved up to kiss her good-bye, letting her taste my lips one last time. Then I walked across the hall and climbed in bed with Ty. In the morning, when I told him the whole story, he fucked me slowly while having me recount my whole night of being the object of desire.

  —W.F., Phoenix, Arizona

  For Even More Variety, They Add Ethnic Spice to Their Sexual Mélange

  My wife and I recently took a trip to Florida to get together with Tina’s old friend Miko, a pretty Asian-American girl, and Miko’s black boyfriend Greg. Tina had told me Miko was something of a swinger, so it wasn’t surprising that after our reunion dinner we all ended up back in Tina’s and my hotel suite.

  Miko started the action by suggesting a trivia game with a twist. Each person who gave a wrong answer would lose a piece of clothing. The game would end when one player was naked.

  By the time Miko lost, Tina was down to her bra and panties, while Greg and I had only our shorts on. We were all pretty worked up. Miko found some slow music on the radio and started dancing with Greg. They began to caress and kiss each other, and Tina and I soon followed suit. As we danced, I unhooked her bra and slid it off.

  After a while we changed partners. Dancing with the naked Miko, I placed both hands on her firm, round buttocks. Her arms were around my neck, our bodies pressed tight against
each other, noses touching, my bulging cock flattened against her lower belly. Tina and Greg were also close together, dancing cheek to cheek, with her breasts pressing against his chest.

  When we switched again, Tina and I looked at each other significantly. “She’s hot,” I whispered.

  “And he’s big,” Tina said.

  We kissed hungrily. When we broke, I saw that Miko had removed Greg’s shorts and was busy sucking his cock. I trailed kisses down Tina’s body, then removed her panties and stuck my tongue in her cunt, which was quite wet. She shivered and held my head there—until she came.

  She slid my briefs down and sucked my cock awhile. Then we danced again, with my cock nestled between her legs, the head brushing her cunt as our hips swayed against each other.

  When we switched again, everyone was fully naked—and fully aroused. The only sounds were the music and our heavy breathing. Miko lost no time putting my hard cock between her legs and adjusting the tip against her steaming cunt. We kissed lightly, swaying to the music.

  I saw that Greg’s hands were on Tina’s bare buttocks now, alternately caressing and squeezing. His full erection was flattened against her stomach as he held her tightly against him. Their only movement was a slight swaying of the hips. Their lips almost touched. Their breathing got heavier.

  Miko and I kissed more energetically, and my hard-on slid between her moist pussy lips. One of Greg’s hands slid from Tina’s buttock to her inner thigh. She spread her legs a little wider as his finger reached to slip into her wet cunt. Their mouths met openly now, and their tongues flicked at each other as his finger became more active.

  He maneuvered himself against her, freeing his cock and sliding it between her thighs, which instinctively spread some more. She lifted her left leg and curled it around his buttocks as he removed his finger from her cunt and replaced it with his raging hard-on. She gasped and moaned into his mouth.

  Meanwhile Miko and I kissed frantically as I slid my cock back and forth with short, sharp strokes so it wouldn’t slip out of her pussy. She whimpered and gasped as she approached climax, and I marveled at her sensitivity, while continuing to watch my wife with her black partner.

  Greg had her up against a wall now. He lifted one leg over his shoulder, and she wrapped the other around him, all the time grinding her mouth against his. With her back against the wall he was able to pump her harder and deeper. Then she too was shuddering in orgasm, kissing him still harder to muffle her moans.

  Miko, having recovered her breath, broke from me and announced that it was showtime. “In the bedroom,” she said. “Greg and I will go first. Come on.” Practically pulling her boyfriend away from my wife, she took him to the bedroom, motioning for us to come along.

  “You loved it,” I whispered to Tina as we followed them. “And I bet you want more.”

  Tina smiled and nodded, then kissed me and said, “What about you and Miko?”

  “God, yes!” I said eagerly.

  Miko and Greg headed straight for the king-size bed, and proceeded to put on a fucking exhibition for our delectation.

  Tina seemed entranced by Greg’s big black cock gliding in and out of Miko’s creamy cunt. For my part, I was fascinated by the way her hips moved in perfect time to meet his thrusts, and the way her labia clutched rhythmically around the length of his shaft. I really wanted to be in Greg’s place at that moment!

  Although Miko occasionally looked at us and smiled, for the most part she and Greg were lost in their own world of pleasure, shifting from one position to another, with his cock never leaving her cunt. She climaxed several times, but he still hadn’t when they stopped and Miko said it was our turn.

  Tina and I, no strangers to public fucking, gave them a show of our own, shifting from position to position. After her second climax she went down on me, crouching on elbows and knees to take my dick in her mouth. I fondled her buttocks and had her swing around for 69. As she did, Greg reached out to stroke her behind. She stopped moving, with her legs wide apart, and he leaned over and licked her cunt lips, which made her moan around my cock.

  Miko told Greg to use his cock instead, saying she knew how much Tina loved having two cocks inside her at once. He stood up and positioned his cockhead against Tina’s swollen pussy, at first just rubbing it along the wet labia. She spread her legs a bit more, and he pushed in, then paused as if to see if she wanted more.

  My wife always wants more. She wiggled her hips as a signal, and he pushed in slowly until his cock was buried as far as it could go. She moaned again while continuing to suck my cock. Our eyes met briefly, and I saw from their glazed look how much she loved what was happening to her.

  Now Miko decided to get into the act. She kissed me, her tongue exploring my mouth. Then she moved over and sat on my face, so I could lick her wet pussy. Greg was now pumping steadily in Tina’s cunt, and soon she was alternating between sucking my cock vigorously and throwing back her head to scream out her orgasm.

  Finally she stopped sucking me and disengaged from both of us. Then she rolled on her back, pulling Greg down on top of her. They settled into a slower rhythm, kissing passionately, her widespread legs coiled around his back as her hips moved to meet his thrusts.

  Miko now took over my cock, straddling it, screwing her cunt down over it, then riding it wildly. She bent over to kiss me with open mouth, and I felt her small but firm, hard-nippled breasts drag against my chest as her lower body moved up and down. After a while she straightened up and, without removing her cunt from my cock, turned around so her back was toward me.

  Tina lay beside me now, with Greg hovering over her, his cock still inside her. I looked into her glazed eyes. We kissed, tenderly at first, then with more passion. Greg picked up the tempo of his strokes. Miko leaned over to kiss him while continuing to ride my cock. So the four of us were linked as we raced to climax.

  There was more action in the morning, and over the next few days, we all fucked all over both of our suites. By the time Tina and I left, I was exhausted but blissful. On the plane I asked if she had any other old friends like Miko. She grinned and said sure. On our next trip we’re seeing her old roommate Tammy. I’ll tell you all about it, if I survive!

  —P.H., Vancouver, British Columbia

  Switching Off in Two Vans, Two Couples Explore the Mathematical Possibilities

  Last summer my wife and I managed to clear a month for a driving trip across the country, hitting a number of national parks, with our friends Monica and Patrick. We’re all professionals in our midthirties. Monica and my wife, Jackie, were college roommates—and on more than one occasion went with each other’s boyfriends.

  We tried to cover five hundred miles a day in our vans. The wives drove occasionally, but mostly stayed on the passenger side of the bench seats, often filling the time by chatting on our cell phones. In addition to planning meals and such, they would playfully lie about the number of times their husbands did them that night and talk about the amorous pranks they used to keep us awake and interested.

  One afternoon when Monica called for Jackie, I told her Jackie couldn’t talk just now because she had her mouth full, not mentioning what her mouth was full of. When Jackie finished with me, she wiped her chin and tried to return Monica’s call. Patrick must have answered, and asked if it was true that she’d been “caught,” for she replied, “Tom loves it when I do him, and it keeps me from being bored.” Then she hung up. Apparently Monica couldn’t talk just then!

  Patrick and I took turns in the lead position. When we passed each other, the girls would flash their bottoms or tits, dangle clothing they’d been wearing, or duck their heads in our laps, pretending to be doing a blowjob.

  This kept us amused for a day or two, but during breakfast on the third morning, Patrick and I proposed that we raise our friendship a level by occasionally switching travel partners. We pointed out to the girls that the switch would provide them with novel things to talk about. They were skeptical, but nevertheless agreed to chan
ge companions that morning.

  Good managers to the core, we made up rules, in the form of answers to crucial questions, to keep things aboveboard and to avoid misunderstandings:

  Questions—

  1. Would some feeling up be okay?

  2. Could any clothing come off?

  3. Blowjobs—in or out?

  4. Was a kiss okay?

  5. Could we talk about anything sexual?

  6. Was fucking in or out?

  Answers—

  1. Yes.

  2. Yes.

  3. Out.

  4. Yes.

  5. Yes.

  6. Out.

  When we were ready to roll, Monica flounced into my van, purse and sunglasses in hand, and said, “Hey, sailor, I’m your new crew.” I told her how pleased I was to have such an attractive one. In the other van, which had already moved out, I saw my wife sitting close to Patrick.

  Patrick and I were wearing our customary T-shirts and shorts. Monica had on a light summer dress short enough to display a lot more of her fine legs than would be acceptable in the office she manages. The top of her dress was open a couple of buttons more than it had been at breakfast. I got an occasional flash of nipple.

  She obviously wasn’t wearing a bra. When I complimented her on this, she said, “Jackie and I agreed to forgo our bras today.”

  “And panties?” I said.

  “I felt I should keep mine on,” she said. “Our dresses are pretty short, and we plan to go shopping later.”

  I noted that guys sometimes go without underwear, too. Monica moved her face close to mine and stared into my eyes. Almost imperceptibly, her hand crept up the inside of my cargo shorts. I almost went off the road when her fingers met my bare balls. She immediately phoned Jackie to tell her about her discovery.

  Monica listened to Jackie for a couple of minutes, then reported that she’d discovered that Patrick was wearing “tightie whities” but she wished he was as “free” as Monica had told her I was!