Letters to Penthouse XIX

by Penthouse International

  When it was over, he said it was fine with him if I continued to fuck other guys, as long as he could watch, or else I videotaped it so he could watch it later. This has made both our marriage and our sex life much happier. Of course, he’s still fucking his secretary on the side. But then, nothing is perfect.—B.W., Harrisburg, Pennsylvania

  HIS WIFE WANTED THE PROMOTION, BUT SHE PROMOTED HER LUST EVEN HARDER

  Last week my wife called to inform me that she was going to have to work late again. She was up for a promotion, and she wanted to make a good impression on her new boss, so she had been working late quite a bit lately.

  That night I decided I would surprise Margo and bring her dinner. I picked up some Chinese takeout and drove to her office. When I entered the building, the receptionist was gone for the day, so I just walked on in. As I approached Margo’s office, at the end of the corridor, I thought I heard voices coming from it. As I got closer, I heard my wife say, “Oh yeah, baby, I love to suck it!”

  My heart pounded as I peeked through the doorway. Margo was on her knees giving her new boss, Jason, a blowjob. Her blouse was open, and Jason, a good-looking black man of about thirty, was squeezing one of her tits while watching her suck his cock.

  “What would your husband think if he knew what we’re doing?” he asked.

  “He probably wouldn’t mind,” Margo answered, between licking and sucking on Jason’s black snake. “As long as he could watch.” I was so startled that I dropped the bag with the food and bumped into a small table.

  “Who’s out there?” Jason shouted.

  Before I could get away, he came out, still fixing his pants. My wife followed, and when she saw me, she reacted very calmly. She told Jason I was her husband, and asked him to let her talk to me for a minute. She then took me by the hand, led me in her office and closed the door.

  “How much did you see?” she asked. Rather numbly, I said that I had seen her sucking Jason’s cock and had heard what she said about me wanting to watch. She looked me straight in the eyes and said, “Tell the truth now—you would like to watch, wouldn’t you? You know you’ve wanted to see me with other men as long as I’ve known you.”

  I had to admit that it was true that this had been a fantasy of mine. I asked her how she knew, and she said she could tell just by the way I looked at her when she was around other guys.

  Then she told me to sit at her desk and called Jason back in. When he entered, she closed the door and locked it. She had a devilish look on her face. “We don’t want any more interruptions,” she said with a lewd smile. “Now then, where were we?”

  With that, my wife again unfastened Jason’s pants. Then she opened her blouse and removed it and her bra. She knelt down, then pulled Jason’s briefs down. She took his cock in her hand and held it to her lips, then smiled at me. “Jason has such a nice cock,” she said. She took the head of his black spear in her mouth and gave it a good suck. Then she took it out, licked her lips and said, “I really love to suck it.”

  Jason looked over at me and smiled broadly. “Your wife sure knows how to give a blowjob,” he said.

  I just stared at Margo. My God, she looked so fucking sexy there on her knees, with her breasts bare and her mouth full of black cock. My own cock was hard as iron and straining to be free. So I undid my pants and took it out, and started to jerk myself off.

  My wife noticed what I was doing. “Slide the chair out from behind the desk so I can watch you doing that,” she said. “And you’ll be able to see us better as well.”

  I did as she said. Jason smiled but didn’t say anything when he saw me playing with my throbbing cock. My wife went back to sucking him. After a few minutes she got up off her knees and whispered something to him. Then she walked to the desk and leaned over it. Jason moved up behind her, unzipped her skirt and slid it off.

  To my surprise, Margo didn’t have any panties on. So now she was naked except for her high heels and thigh-high nylons. Jason slid a finger in her pussy, then added another finger, and worked them in and out. Margo looked back over her shoulder and said, “Fuck me, Jason. I want to feel you inside me.”

  Jason looked at me, as if asking my approval. I thought it was a little late for that, but I just said, “Yes, do it.”

  Jason took his big black cock in his hand. He held it against Margo’s pussy, then slid it in slowly.

  “Oh God, that feels so good!” she moaned. “I’ve been wanting this ever since we met.”

  “Me too,” Jason said in a soft voice. With his black bone buried deep in my wife’s pussy, he reached around and grabbed her tits, holding on to them as he fucked her with a steady rhythm.

  I couldn’t take any more. I started to come. I grabbed a tissue from my wife’s desk just in time to catch the load I blew. When I looked up, Margo was looking at me with a smile on her face. Jason was really working up a sweat now fucking her. She must have sensed that he was close to coming, for she looked over her shoulder at him and begged, “Come inside me, Jason. I want you to!”

  Jason let out a long, loud groan. “Yes, baby, here it comes!” he gasped as he filled her pussy with his hot spunk.

  After Jason had dressed and gone back to his office, Margo told me she and Jason had never fucked before that night, although she had been giving him blowjobs every day. She always said no when he wanted to fuck her. But tonight, she said, with me there to watch, she had known it was the right time.

  Margo got the promotion. But in case I didn’t understand that her blowing and fucking Jason wasn’t really about that, their liaisons went on for another seven months. I got to watch them often. One day I noticed she was upset. She said it was because Jason was being transferred to another office. She would have a new boss—and no Jason.

  The day her new boss arrived, Margo called home to tell me about him. She described him as a good-looking, fairly young black man named Henry. Then she informed me that she would be working late that night, so she could get better-acquainted with Henry.—T.P., Charleston, South Carolina

  Domination & Discipline

  SHE WASN’T SUPPOSED TO KNOW HE WAS THERE, BUT SHE DID, AND HE KNEW IT

  As a self-employed commercial contractor, I get to choose the hours I work. When possible, I like to do property repair jobs at night, thus minimizing the chance of disturbing anyone. I’ve found it can get lonely, but it can have its benefits too.

  I’ve had some extramarital sex, but when I got to be around forty, I figured most of my fooling around would have to be in my fantasies. But that was before I stumbled into the wildest sexual adventure of my life. My cock gets hard as steel just from thinking back on it.

  I was on the third straight night of painting the rest rooms in a downtown high-rise office building. I had heard the elevator running the night before, as I worked on the third floor, so I wasn’t really surprised when I heard it stop on the fifth floor, where I happened to be working this particular night.

  From the sounds of their laughter and their playful shouts as they passed down the hallway, I didn’t think these people had work in mind. About half an hour later I heard them coming back, and then I heard the elevator bell ring. I peeked out and was able to get a look at two men and a woman as they entered the elevator. I went back to my work, figuring that they had decided to take their fun elsewhere.

  I had just about decided to quit for the night when the elevator returned. I didn’t bother to look this time, but as I was closing the paint can the rest room door opened, and a well-dressed black man came in. He nodded at me and proceeded to the urinal.

  “You going to be working all night?” he asked me unexpectedly.

  “No, I’m just not motivated tonight,” I replied. “I’m just about ready to clean up and pack it in for now.”

  “We were here last night, and heard you downstairs,” the man said. “So tonight, Honey asked me to see what was up.”

  He finished his business then, and turned to me as he zipped up. “So tell me, do you think a nice pi
ece of Honey would help your motivation?”

  I stared at him. “Was it Honey who I saw getting in the elevator with you a few minutes ago?” I asked.

  “No, they were just a couple of new friends who didn’t know how to enjoy life,” he said. “The guy was willing, but the woman didn’t really go for Honey’s idea of fun.”

  I wasn’t sure what Honey’s idea of fun might be, or his for that matter. But I was willing to find out, at least. So at his invitation I followed this good-looking black man to his office. On the way he told me his name was Brian.

  In the office he motioned me to follow him as he moved to a door leading to an inner room. When I did, he pointed in the direction of the dimly lit room, and I quietly peeked in.

  In the dim light I could see a long table in the center of the room. Focusing my eyes on the end facing me, I made out a pair of sexy legs, spread wide apart, with an open pussy between them.

  My eyes widened, and as I began to make out more details, I very quickly got a raging hard-on. If this is Honey, I thought to myself, how sweet it is!

  She wore only a blindfold, and she was secured to the table by wide straps around her ankles and another one just above her waist. That one also secured her upper arms close to her sides, leaving her hands free to move from her crotch to her chest.

  Her fingers were busy in her crotch, pulling at her pussy lips and rubbing her clit. She looked like she was enjoying playing with herself, but something about the sounds she was making and the way her hard nipples stuck out from her firm tits told me that she wanted more than that, and soon. Even with the blindfold covering her eyes, I could still see that she was a very good-looking woman, about thirty years old. This, I thought, is a woman with a great idea of what fun is about.

  I felt myself moving forward, as if my steel-like hard-on was being pulled by a magnetic force. That force, of course, was her voluptuous, writhing body.

  But at the same time something was holding me back. It was Brian, pulling me away from this wet dream, while he tried to keep from laughing at the expression on my face.

  Pulling me back into the hallway, he asked, “Do you want to join me in making Honey a happy woman?”

  “Are you kidding?” I exclaimed. “Who is she anyway? I take it she’s doing this willingly, right?”

  “Of course,” Brian said. “It was her idea. She was my friend’s wife, but he died over a year ago. She works for me now, among other things, and she loves doing this kind of thing. Obviously you do too. I just didn’t want to rush you into it, okay?”

  “I have to clean up and put my stuff away,” I said. “But I’ll be back before my dick gets soft.”

  He laughed and said, “You know where I’ll be, but be quiet when you come back. I want this to be a surprise for her.”

  I almost ran back to the rest room. All my tools and paint stuff was put away in record time. I stripped all my clothes off, then put just my overalls and my shoes back on.

  When I got back I could hear Brian banging away at the girl in the inner office. I snorted up the line he’d left for me before joining him. Then I walked over to the door and stood there watching him fuck her, while my cock swelled to its full seven and a half inches.

  Honey was truly a sight to behold. Her hair was long, straight and pure black. Her skin was dark, but she wasn’t black like Brian. I didn’t give a damn what she was; her body looked like it was deliberately built for sex.

  The woman was using the straps around her ankles for leverage as she humped her restrained body against him. She was trying to get him to speed up his tempo, but he remained in control, fucking her at his own pace. He was talking to her as he slowly worked his cock in and out of her pussy.

  When he noticed me at the door, he grabbed her by the hips and slammed into her hard and fast. Then, just as quickly, he stopped and pulled out, saying sweetly to her, “Honey, now don’t you go anywhere.”

  He again walked me into the office, and handing me an unopened condom packet, he said, “Be sure you use this. Be quiet and follow my lead.”

  I couldn’t help staring at his hard cock. It was the first black cock I’d ever seen, and I was relieved to see that it wasn’t that much bigger than mine. He told me to put the condom on, then returned to the waiting woman.

  I tore open the rubber, unzipped my overalls and worked the condom over my hard dick. I saw that the condom was black, and once I had it rolled all the way down, it looked as though I had a black cock, like Brian’s.

  I threw my overalls off and stepped out of them, kicking off my shoes as I moved back to the door. Brian was fucking the woman again, and I stepped up to the table just as he stopped and pulled out of her pussy.

  Then he motioned for me to wait a minute as he moved toward her head. He pointed his hard cock toward her mouth and, taking a handful of her raven-black hair, he fed his meat between her lips, until she was taking all of him expertly down her throat. She looked like she was loving it.

  Then he backed away and, reaching down, he pushed her hands away from her pussy. “Only touch your tits now,” he told her. Then he stepped back and gave me the sign to dive in. He obviously didn’t want her to realize that there was another person there, but I had the feeling that she knew it all along.

  She had to be the most beautiful woman I had ever had the chance to see in this position. And now I was guiding my cock between her open legs.

  Her pussy looked perfect, with just a thin patch of soft hair above her wet opening. As I slid the tip of my dick slowly into her, she flexed her hips as much as she could, obviously wanting more, while her hands pushed her tits back and forth across her chest. So I quickly sank my cock deep inside of her and started to fuck this beauty with long, deep strokes, until I was slamming my cock into her as she bucked back to me with her limited mobility.

  It was a fabulous feeling, and as I watched my black-covered cock stretch her pussy open, I felt like I wanted to fuck her forever. But at that point I felt Brian pulling at my shoulder.

  I slowly stepped back, my cock slipping reluctantly out of her. Honey didn’t want me to stop. She was moaning and making hissing sounds.

  Brian went to her head again, stroking her hair, and her mouth went for him unerringly, as if it knew just where his cock would be. A minute later she she was sucking eagerly, almost forcing his hard cock down her throat.

  He then motioned for me to trade places with him. I badly wanted some of that action, and I was quick to stick my throbbing dick deep in her moaning, sucking mouth.

  Brian appeared to be playing some game with her, trying to make her think he was the only man there, alternately fucking her mouth and her pussy But I couldn’t believe she was fooled; she was playing a game of her own.

  We had traded places a few more times, and I was again enjoying her pussy when Brian tapped my shoulder. As he moved to her head, I opened my eyes and started pulling my cock out of her. I saw him put his hands in her hair, and her mouth opened, sucking in half of his eight inches before I got the last half of my dick out of her tight pussy.

  Now I knew that she had to have felt both our cocks in her. And she didn’t seem the least bit surprised either.

  Brian was pumping harder in and out of her mouth, and I could tell he was coming, filling his condom with his come. Then he pulled out of her mouth and left the room. I wasted no time getting back in her sweet pussy. Soon my strong thrusts were giving her what she needed. She squeezed her tits together and her body quivered as she climaxed.

  Her juices were flowing from her pussy and into the crack of her ass. I used this time to explore her beautiful tits. With my two hands I worked them together, then pushed them apart. I pulled on her hard nipples, and she moaned and stroked my hands with hers.

  I slid my hands away from her breasts and slipped them under her ass. With the help of the juices leaking from her pussy, I slipped one, then two fingers up into her asshole. Then I knelt down and pressed my mouth hard against her pussy. I licked her thighs and
sucked her clit like a starving man, all the time working my fingers in and out of her ass.

  I needed to get this woman out of the straps that were holding her. I had to fuck her sweet ass while my cock was still this large.

  I quickly managed to unbuckle the straps holding her ankles. This allowed her to spread her legs even further, and pull them up, giving me a beautiful view of her open, wet and waiting backside, a side of a woman that I treasure very much.

  I took hold of her legs and placed them over my shoulders. Then I rubbed my cockhead up against her asshole. “You really want this, don’t you?” I asked her.

  The game was over now; I was talking to her. And she was answering me, begging me to fuck her ass and fuck it hard.

  Which is what I did, working myself inside her squirming anus up to the balls, and fucking her deep and hard. We were both wild with lust, groaning and gasping and going nuts, until she screamed as she went over the edge. I couldn’t hold back any longer, and I pumped that rubber full of come, keeping my balls tightly pressed to her backside, shooting again and again, as though I would never stop.

  But finally I did, and my softening cock slipped from the grip of her ass. I slid down, my eyes on fire, and mashed my face into her pussy, licking her from her belly button to her asshole and back, as if I needed her juices to live.

  Then, my face wet with her nectar, I moved up to her head. Pulling off the rubber, I fed my cock, hard once again, to her lips. She licked every inch of it as she took it in, sucking it deep into her throat. As I fucked her face I couldn’t resist reaching down and removing the blindfold from her eyes. They looked up at me without surprise, and she showed no sign of wanting to stop. So I didn’t. After about ten minutes of fucking that sweet mouth, I blasted a load of hot come right down her throat. Her beautiful dark eyes looked into mine as she swallowed hard and fast, gulping all of it down.