Then he motioned for me to bend over the bed. He slid his dick into my already soaked pussy. David maneuvered his way under me so I could suck his dick. I felt Clint playing with my asshole, and I knew he wanted to fuck my ass. The thought thrilled me. Clint’s dick slid into my ass like it was meant to be there. David got so excited watching Clint fuck my ass so easily that he soon shot his load into my mouth. Clint continued to pump my ass hard and fast, his balls bouncing on my clit. I moaned in pleasure with multiple orgasms. My pussy was dripping wet by the time he was done.
Clint stretched out on the bed in front of me and I licked the head of his cock while David got down between my legs and started lapping up my pussy juice. Then David began fingering my pussy and my ass while he licked my clit, bringing me to orgasm again. Soon Clint was coming, and I opened my mouth to catch every last bit of his jism. Before Clint left the house he said we would have to do this again. I hope we hear from him soon.
—E. T., Michigan
WOMAN TO WOMAN
Working Out
It was the week before our fifth wedding anniversary, and I wanted to fit into the skintight dress that my husband had loved so much on our honeymoon. There was only one problem—the twenty-year-old body that it had fit so well before had filled out a little. I decided to call a local aerobics instructor and find out when she could fit me into class. She said there were no spots open, but I could pay extra for late private sessions.
The next night I showed up at the club in a leotard, eager to do what it would take. Maggie, the instructor, walked in, and I shivered. She was incredibly beautiful and wearing next to nothing. We got right into the routine, and before long everyone else had left the fitness center. I guess she noticed that I was distracted by her moves, and she came close to assist me with mine. As she stretched my arms up, her hands slowly cupped my firm breasts. My face flushed, as did my peach.
“I know what you want,” she purred. Maggie had read my mind. I wanted to smell, feel, and taste her. Her hand flicked my nipple hard as her tongue ran up my neck into my ear. My leotard was wet, and I was hot.
I licked her tongue, and she slid out of her Lycra suit. Then mine came off, our naked bodies moving in perfect rhythm with the flickering of our tongues.
“Oh,” she exhaled, as I slid a finger between her thighs. My face followed, and with that, we rode each other’s lips. We rolled over and over, giving each other many orgasms. Maggie stood over my glistening body and motioned for me to stay. I fingered my clit as she grabbed a double-ended dildo from her desk.
Before long we were writhing in ecstasy, our perspiring hips slapping together as the dong slid up our holes. The room spun so fast, I came close to passing out, but Maggie was there to keep my full attention. That night we moved from the whirlpool to the sauna to her apartment, where we said good-bye until the next night. Needless to say, “working out” with Maggie for the next four nights fulfilled my ultimate fantasy—and got me into the dress as well.
—M. B., Washington
Working Girls
Brenda and I had been cocktail waitresses at a local club for the past three years, and we’d become very good friends. One night after work, we met for a couple of drinks. At first, naturally, we spoke about the shift we had just put in, but after a few drinks, we changed the subject to sex. As time went by, the conversation became more risqué, and Brenda asked if I had ever been with another woman. I told her that I had thought of it but hadn’t actually carried it out. She asked if we could leave and continue talking about this in private.
We decided to take a cab to her house. I was becoming extremely aroused in the backseat, and I felt my pussy begin to moisten. Brenda made it clear that the feeling was mutual, whispering in my ear that she wanted to feel my body next to hers. With that I softly ran my hand up her leg and stared into her eyes.
Once inside, we embraced and kissed for the first time—her face was so smooth. Our lips met, and then our tongues discovered each other. It was delightful, and I couldn’t wait for more.
We ran to her bedroom, dropping our clothes on the way. By the time we got there, we were wearing only bras and G-strings. We kissed again and caressed each other. Brenda’s hand dropped down and touched my cunt for the first time. She began to rub my clit slowly as I unfastened her bra. Then she removed mine and began to lightly bite my nipples. It was unbelievably erotic having my best friend do this to me.
Soon her fingers began to fuck my pussy. I remained standing, and she lowered herself to the floor and licked my dripping cunt while I rode her face. She knew just what to do. It was unlike any tongue-lashing any man had ever given me. I pulled her up and tasted my own pussy on her lips, licking her fingers as I guided her to the bed. I couldn’t wait to lick her delectable pussy.
Her pussy lips were swollen and deep pink. I put my face right on her cunt and began to eat her. Very sweet, I thought. Using my fingers, I exposed her button and tongued it at a frantic pace. Her hips rose and soon she was coming all over my face. I must have done a good job, because she pulled me up and licked my face—fresh with her flowing juices—and kissed me passionately.
We lay there for a while, kissing and fingering each other until Brenda asked if I wanted to be fucked. Did I ever! She went to a drawer and put on a strap-on dildo. I told her to fuck me doggie style, grab my tits, and ram me hard. Following my instructions, she pounded me mercilessly. I came in a wave that completely engulfed my body. We lay there embracing and fell asleep in each other’s arms.
—R. A., New Jersey
Shop-aholic
It was sort of a dreary, foggy afternoon, and there was nothing else to do, so I decided to go shopping at the local mall. While I was checking out the selection of white pants. I couldn’t help but notice the fine-looking woman who was working in the store. Her ass looked so firm and ripe I could feel my pussy getting hot. She was wearing a tight pair of purple spandex panties under a flowing lilac skirt. Her stomach was so tight and tanned, and her breasts looked like perfect mouthfuls. I wondered how big her nipples were under that top.
Just then she spotted me also. She must have caught me checking her out. She walked over to me and asked if I needed any help. Then it was chemistry—and no one was in the store.
We chatted for a few minutes and found out that we were both utterly attracted to each other. Her name was Amy, she was the manager, and she had a beautiful smile. Suddenly, she kissed me, deep and wet, and our tongues were caught up with each other. Then she stopped and said that she’d open up a dressing room for us.
She led me back to the back of the store and I couldn’t wait to taste that honey-filled snatch. After all, the mall was empty and the store quiet. As soon as we entered the dressing room I undressed my new babe friend, leaving on only her sexy thong bikini. I spread her legs apart and rubbed her soft thighs. With my three middle fingertips I started to rub her sweet clit. My tongue went straight into her, proceeding to lick and suck nonstop. She shuddered rigidly three times, and her eyes squeezed shut as she climaxed, gasping for breath.
Then it was my turn to come, and did I ever! She started in immediately on my cunt with her thumb and two fingers. I was pinching, twisting, and caressing my nipples—getting very worked up. Her tongue went wild on my snatch, and I soaked her face with my come as I had a massive orgasm. After that we kissed and rubbed each other, softly talking. Then she went down on my tired cunt and made it feel loved and warm. Well, I bought the white pants and I think I’ll go shopping again this afternoon.
—N. C., Washington
Picture Perfect
I am a university student who lives in a dorm and shares a room. My boyfriend lives in an apartment nearby, where recently out of curiosity I leafed through his latest issue of Penthouse. I found that the women were all very beautiful, and, to my surprise, I couldn’t help getting extremely turned on seeing them licking each other. The pictorial featuring two girls made me cream in my panties. I confiscated the magazine to fully enjoy l
ater at my dorm.
When I got home my roommate was out. I took off all of my clothes and started masturbating to the beautiful photos. I dreamed of licking and sucking the models’ bodies. I would have done anything to kiss and taste another woman. I started to moan loudly and was reaching an explosive orgasm. Then, right when I was coming, the door opened and my roommate walked in.
I was very embarrassed, and so was she. There I was, lying on the floor completely naked, with the centerfold wide-open. I asked her to excuse me, and she just giggled and told me not to worry about it. I tried to hide the magazine, but was unsuccessful. As she undressed for bed she asked me what had me so turned on. In her half shirt and panties she grabbed it and started to look through it. As she sat at her desk I noticed that her nipples started to become erect.
“No wonder you were so hot. These women are gorgeous,” she said. As I sat there blushing I noticed that she started swaying her hips back and forth, her legs spread just enough for me to see the moisture forming between them.
Then she set the magazine down, looked at me, and took off her shirt. Her round, firm tits never looked so good before. She licked her lips and smiled. “What do you think of this body?” With that I crawled over to her—still naked—and told her that I wanted to make love to her right then. “I thought you’d never ask,” she said.
Pulling down her now-soaked panties, I smelled the sweet aroma of her pussy. She leaned back on the chair as I began to lick her neatly shaven cunt lips. As I sucked I was amazed at how good she tasted. She began to push my head into her pussy while I rubbed her wetness all over my face. I moved up to her stomach and rock-hard nipples, relishing every inch of her skin. We began to kiss, and I almost came right there.
She suggested that I finger her while riding her face. She wouldn’t let go of my pumping until I came in her mouth. We both started to shake and moan, grinding each other into a frenzy. Afterward we just lay on the floor, French-kissing and fondling each other.
Later she confessed that she had always been turned on by me and would try to take showers at the same time just to get a glimpse of my body. This really turned me on, and I told her that she could fuck me anytime. She said that it might be fun to invite my boyfriend into our new relationship. I think he’ll be pleasantly surprised, but that’s another letter.
—A. C., Maryland
From Head to Toe
Last month, in preparation for a meeting the next day, I made an appointment for a manicure at a local nail salon. I was delayed at work and did not get there until 6:30 P.M. A slim, attractive woman, who said her name was Kara, was closing the store. I pleaded with her to stay open. She said that she was the only one left, and that she would take care of me. She closed the shades and shut the lights in the store, then led me in.
I sat down, and she proceeded to do my fingernails. We began talking, and throughout our conversation I admired Kara’s natural beauty. She had long, straight black hair, vivacious almond eyes, high cheek-bones, and full, sensuous lips. She was so gracious, I was disappointed when she finished. She offered to do a pedicure, and I accepted.
While she was making preparations, I removed my panty hose. I was a little embarrassed when she knelt to soak my feet and my bush was exposed to her gaze. She handed me a folder with loose magazine articles in it. Some of the articles were from Xaviera Hollander’s “Call Me Madam” column. I read the first article about foot fetishes, and got really horny when I read the next article about lesbianism.
I felt a tingling sensation in my pussy as Kara massaged my feet. She lifted my right foot to her mouth and began to suck on the big toe, working her way over to the little one. I was shivering with excitement as I felt my cunt juices flowing down my thigh. It was as if the sensation from my foot was directed toward my cunt. Kara kicked the water basin out of the way and squatted in front of me. She yanked my skirt to the floor, then lifted my legs over her shoulders. I was moaning deliriously as I felt Kara’s hands on my ass, and I reached down to pull her face toward me. I nearly lost my balance on the chair from writhing and rubbing my snatch against her face. After numerous orgasms, Kara helped me to my feet and embraced me. I was trembling as I tasted my juices on her lips. She sat down on the chair and guided me onto her lap. I rested my head on her shoulder for what seemed to be an eternity. I went to spend the night at Kara’s apartment. We didn’t sleep much that night. I had the opportunity to please her as she had pleased me earlier. I kissed her from her head to her rosy red toenails. We missed work the next day. Thank you, Penthouse, and a special thank-you to Xaviera for stimulating my sex life.
—J. H., New Jersey
Alterations
While getting ready for a local beauty pageant, I went to a store where a lady named Sasha did alterations. A few days later, I went to pick up my gown. Standing behind the curtain, I put on the gown. It fit tight and sexy. I walked over to Sasha and saw her eyes going up and down my body. Smiling, she said I looked gorgeous.
Sasha proceeded to feel how tight the gown was on my hips. Her hands moved up, and she tenderly caressed my breast. She gave me a soft kiss, which I returned, and our tongues explored each other’s mouths. She began to cover my neck with slow, wet kisses as her hands caressed my body. She whispered in my ear that she loved to eat pussy. “I bet you have the best-tasting pussy of all,” she declared. The excitement I was feeling made me very hot and wet.
Sasha pulled the zipper, and the evening gown fell to the floor. She really loved my lingerie, commenting on its beauty as she unhooked my blue lace bra, noticing that my nipples were hard. She knew just how horny I was, and my knees became weak with the thought of being with another woman.
Next Sasha took each of my big brown tits into her mouth. I moaned with pleasure as she continued to suck and lick. She pulled my panties off and licked my thick golden bush. Standing there in my pink garter belt and black stockings, I let my hair down as I watched Sasha take her clothes off.
We lay down on the carpet, and I spread my legs wide. My clit was hard and throbbing from her lovely fingers, which were going in and out of my hairy pussy. She asked me if I liked what she was doing. “Yes!” I cried. “Oh, yes! Eat me, please! I need it!”
With that Sasha put her face in my hairy cunt, pressing her lips against my pussy. Her tongue was hot and wet as it darted in and out of my juicy pink pussy. The juice was running out of my hole fast and heavy. She lapped it up while she slid one of her long fingers deep inside as she continued sucking my cunt. As she started finger-fucking me, I began to hump my pussy against her face, begging her to fuck me harder as she stuck another finger inside my pussy. I could feel the passion building, and I knew it wouldn’t be long until I came. I cried out, “Fuck me! Fuck me! I’m coming!” as I had one great, long-lasting orgasm. Sasha licked my juices from her fingers, then licked my pussy dry.
I began kissing her, tasting my sweet juices on her pretty face. I wanted this sexy, older woman real bad. I began squeezing her brown tits, sucking them while reaching down to feel the soft, slippery warmth of Sasha’s cunt. It was so hot and juicy that my finger slid deep inside her with ease. I pulled her pussy lips apart, my face in her hairy brown snatch, and began to suck her clit. She was loving my tongue as it lapped away at her pussy. She was moaning louder, and I continued to eat her womanhood. Once Sasha had climaxed, I tenderly sucked her free-flowing love juices—licking and swallowing every drop.
That night at the pageant, I saw Sasha and her husband sitting close to the stage. While walking along the stage in my evening gown, smiling to all the people, I looked down to see Sasha running her tongue over her lips. I could feel my nipples getting hard. My pussy was very wet.
Before long I am going to make love to Sasha again, and even have her husband fuck me. When I go back to school, I’m going to have sex with my girl-friends, who are just as beautiful as I am. There’s nothing like having sex with a hot, sexy woman.
—J. R., Iowa
Envy No More
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bsp; Although I have always enjoyed sex with my boyfriend, I was envious of the women in your pictorials, who are shown eating pussy and sucking tits. One day last week after looking through Penthouse, my wet pussy and I went out in search of a friend for both of us. I went to a local bar and checked out the female clientele. Of the several beauties that made eye contact, one kept staring—a beautiful, big-titted blonde. I sauntered over to her and asked her to come home with me for a drink.
When we got to my house we opened two beers and proceeded to the couch. We talked about our boyfriends for a while and finally came to the conclusion that neither of us had ever had pussy before and we were both a bit nervous. But I decided that one of us was going to have to be the aggressor, so I went to the bedroom, retrieved my ten-inch vibrator, and asked her if maybe a little cock would relax her.
She grinned and pulled her skirt off to reveal beautiful, white-blonde pussy hair and smooth, firm thighs. I reached down and rubbed the vibrator on her clit while she removed the rest of her clothes. I wanted to wait, but when I saw her tits my mouth started watering and I was driven to suck on them immediately. First I gently nibbled on her erect nipples, then deeply sucked her left breast. I instantly forgot about the vibrator. With a soft moan she squeezed her big tits around my face as I kissed and sucked with abandon.
Next she subtly put both of her hands on my shoulders and guided me downward to her cunt. While exploring her creamy thighs and lips I removed my clothes, my pussy now dripping with musky juices. She purred as my tongue darted in and out of her hot hole and my finger worked its way into her crevice. She grew hotter and louder and eventually screamed, “Fuck me harder!”
To meet this request I told her that she’d have to suck my cunt as well. We moved into a sixty-nine and I truly enjoyed her cunt grinding on my face as her ass was shaking above me. She begged me to finger her hard while I ate, and soon she was moaning and pumping out of control. At this point I grabbed the vibrator and shoved it in her twat. To my surprise she took the whole thing, pumped even harder, and cried out, “I want to come all over your face!”
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