by Letters to Penthouse XI- Where Your Wildest Fantasies Come True (epub)
When they got their drinks I heard her wish the man, obviously her husband, a happy twenty-fifth birthday. Being the generous guy that I am, I wished him a happy birthday too, and asked if I could buy them a drink. They invited me to sit with them and I gladly accepted.
They introduced themselves as Rick and Brenda. We started making small talk, but I wasn't at the table for more than five minutes when I felt her foot rubbing my leg and sliding up to my crotch. A minute later she asked me to dance, and as her husband seemed to have no objection I agreed with alacrity.
The lady could move, and she was a tease. She would grind her hips against me, and then pull back and lift up her skirt high enough to show those dazzling legs to full advantage. Then she would come close again, straddle my leg and rub her pussy on my thigh, sending my cock into high gear. When the band went into a slow song, she immediately put her arms around me and pressed herself against me so tightly that her breasts flattened against my chest, and I could feel the hardness of her pubic bone pressing against my upper thigh, while my urgent cock pulsed against her belly. Suddenly I felt her warm tongue and hot breath as she whispered into my ear. I almost fell over when I heard what she said. She told me that I was her husband's birthday present. It seems he had this fantasy about watching his wife fuck and suck a stranger, and she had chosen me.
When we returned to the table, my head still spinning, she immediately grabbed my cock and his, one in each hand, and rubbed them both under the table. Rick told me to relax; this was his fantasy and everything was okay. We finished our drinks and they suggested we go up to my room.
As soon as we entered the room Brenda told Rick to sit in the corner and watch as she turned me on. With that, she switched on the radio and started to dance, keeping her dark eyes on me the whole time. She danced very slowly, moving her hands over her hips and up to her tits, cupping them through her dress, then sliding them back to her hips. She started raising her dress slowly, exposing her legs, and then dropped it again. By now my cock was bursting to get out of my pants and into any of her warm orifices. She spread her legs and placed a high-heeled foot on the bed where I was sitting, easing her dress up to expose her white lace panties. She smiled and slid her hand down to her pussy, moving the panties aside and slipping a finger into her dampness. Then she brought that wet finger to my mouth and had me suck the perfumed juices. I was mesmerized as she slid the straps of her dress over her delicate shoulders and let it whisper to the floor in a soft crumpled mass. She stood before me in her four-inch heels with her hands on her hips and her naked breasts jutting proudly. A dark patch of pubic hair showed through the thin material of her high-cut white panties.
“Take your clothes off so I can suck your cock,” Brenda purred. As I stood up to do so, I glanced over at Rick and saw that he had his pants around his ankles. He was stroking his hard cock, his eyes never leaving Brenda's young taut body. I looked back to Brenda and saw that she too was getting turned on now. She was staring at my fat, seven-inch cock, her breathing getting heavier as she started to play with her tits and run her hands down to her sultry treasure box. As soon as I was nude she approached me and softly massaged my cock, then cupped my balls while giving me a soft sensual kiss, her tongue intertwining with mine.
Now Brenda gently sat me down on the edge of the bed again and spread my legs. Kneeling in front of me, she rubbed the oozing moisture of my pre-come over my thick veined shaft, sending chills through my tormented body. Then she bent her head and took just the tip of my cock into her eager mouth as her hands stroked my hardness. Brenda could suck cock with the best, and soon I was moaning as her head bobbed up and down, faster and faster, urging me on to come in her mouth. Breathlessly, I started to tell her what a sexy cocksucker she was, and my words seemed to unleash an intensified passion. Apparently her husband never talked dirty to her, and it really drove her wild. She went insane with her sucking when I told her I was ready to let her drink my come. Then my balls tightened unbearably, and I held her head and arched my back, feeding my cock into her throat, which accepted it with ease. My come streamed down her throat while she continued to stroke me like a woman possessed. At the same time I heard a sigh and saw Rick blowing his load all over the carpet.
As Brenda slowly released my cock from her mouth I lifted her beautiful face to mine and kissed her, tasting the salty remnants of my come. I slid my right hand into her pants to feel an incredibly wet cunt, which tightened urgently around my middle finger. When I told her that I was going to eat her pussy through her panties until she came, she almost climaxed right there. I laid her on the bed and spread her legs wide. I placed my wide-open mouth against her panty-clad crotch and blew hot air in long slow streams into her pussy. Brenda started whimpering and raising her hips to press them harder against me. I flicked my tongue against her panties with enough pressure to get through to her clit. In no time she started coming in torrents, moaning so loudly that I thought the people in the next room would complain.
Finally I pulled off her panties. But my cock had not recovered yet, so I told her that her pussy was going to come in my mouth so often that she would beg for it. I spent the next half hour licking and sucking her twat, with my fingers in her pussy and up her ass. I lost count of the number of orgasms she had. Brenda was almost incoherent with exhaustion and lust by the time my prick was ready to go again. Rick was stroking his cock again, his eyes wide in disbelief as he stared at the wanton, cock-craving woman who was his wife.
I positioned myself between Brenda's legs and rubbed the head of my cock over her clit, making her gasp. I continued rubbing her clit with my cock as I told her that if she was lucky I might fuck her in the ass. She came instantly. As she did I pushed my cock into her, feeling the electrified contractions of her orgasm around my thick shaft. When she settled down a bit I began to fuck her. She writhed ecstatically beneath me, curling her legs around mine and urging me on. I was just getting into a long slow rhythm, enjoying her pussy and obviously giving her pleasure she wasn't used to getting, when she looked up at me with a wicked smile and gasped out, “I thought you were going to fuck me up the ass.”
I looked over at Rick for his approval, but his lust had placed him beyond normal intelligent communication. Brenda turned over onto her hands and knees and spread her legs wide, with her back arched for better access. I leaned over and rimmed her tight asshole with my tongue, getting it loose and ready. My cock slid into her pussy and my thumb up her ass, making her moan and writhe. When her asshole was ready I carefully positioned my dick there and slowly pushed it in, meeting minimal resistance. It didn't take long to get the full length of my cock submerged in her bowels and to establish a steady rhythm. I told her to play with her clit and make herself come, but she said she had a better use for her hand. She reached back and started massaging my balls. Within minutes I spent my load inside her ass as we shared another explosive climax, which left us both gasping on the bed, with her lovingly holding my drained tube.
It took us a few minutes to realize that Rick had some how left the room without our knowledge. It seemed his fantasy was more than he could really handle. His loss was my gain, because after that Brenda and I got together every time I came to town. And man, did I come a lot! Sorry for the pun—but not for the experience.—Q.E., Cleveland, Ohio
TWO COUPLES STIMULATE EACH OTHER'S PASSION ON A LUSTY CAMPING TRIP
Some years ago my wife Sally and I used to make a lot of trips to a camping spot near a lake not far from Big Sur, California. The place was kind of primitive; you just found a spot to park your camper or put up your tent and settled in. But there were always a lot of people there, especially on weekends. The best thing about it was that most of the people skinny-dipped in the lake. Being the girl-watcher that I am, I was in hog heaven. But it was kind of an unwritten law that you didn't go nude at the campsites. You stayed dressed till you got to the water. I guess that kept the law at bay to some extent.
One night we were camped in our favorite
spot. It was after dark, and we had parked our truck so it blocked the view from the road. Since no one could see us, we were sitting around in the nude. It must have been ten O'clock or so when a young couple walked into our campsite. We had no chance to cover up, so we didn't even try. I don't remember their names, so I will call them Ronnie and Seth. They said they were sorry for bothering us, but this was their favorite spot, and they usually slept under the tree near where we had parked our truck. They asked if we would mind if they slept there that night. We told them to be our guests.
We found out later that they were college students down from Berkeley. They had come down with some other people, and they wanted to get away from them. In short order they had put their bedroll and blankets under the tree, just on the other side of the truck. I offered them a beer, and they came around to join us. There was not much light except from the full moon. Both the guy and the girl had removed their T-shirts. Ronnie was about five feet tall and a bit on the heavy side for her height. She had good-sized breasts with large red nipples. Seth was tall and thin, with a good tan. The bulge in his tight shorts was quite impressive. I was sure that Sally was noticing that bulge.
We drank a few beers, and as we started to become more comfortable with each other, Seth asked if we had any problem with him getting nude. He stood up and dropped his shorts. Sally's eyes were glued to his dick. It looked pretty big, even though it was soft. With a little encouragement from Seth, Ronnie also took off her shorts. We talked till nearly midnight, and then they said they were going to bed. We decided to do the same.
Sally and I crawled into the back of our truck and settled down for the night. It didn't take me long to figure out that my wife was definitely getting turned on. But before she could get things started, we heard soft voices coming from under the tree, though we couldn't make out what they said. Next came the sounds of kissing and soft moans. I got up to peek out the window, and saw the two of them lying on their bedroll, still naked. Seth had one of her nipples in his mouth, and several of his fingers were buried deep in her cunt. She was thrashing about, but it looked like she was biting her lip to keep from screaming out. At one time I thought she might have seen me, so I ducked down. Sally was wondering what was going on, and when I told her she got up and joined me at the window. She was in time to get a good look at Seth's hard dick glistening in the moonlight. Ronnie was begging Seth to fuck her as they squirmed around on the bedroll. We both ducked down as her head rolled in our direction, but when she started to moan softly we went back to watching them.
He had mounted her and was slowly making love to her, pulling his dick almost all the way out of her and then slamming it home. She was meeting his every thrust with one of her own. He put her legs over his shoulders and picked up the pace. We could see his rock-hard cock pumping in and out of her cunt. My wife stared in fascination, and as she watched them I slipped my finger into her hot cunt. As Seth fucked Ronnie, my wife rode my finger. She was hotter than I had seen her in years. I think that was the first time she had ever watched anyone fuck.
After what seemed like a long time, Ronnie and Seth climaxed almost simultaneously. As they lay there panting, we moved away from the window and got back in bed. Within seconds Sally was pulling me on top of her. It didn't take much to persuade me, because I was hard as a rock. The second the head of my dick touched her pussy lips, she came. She was trying to be quiet, but without much success. I fucked her very slowly to keep the truck from rocking, but I was sure that Seth and Ronnie knew what we were doing. In fact, I was pretty sure that they were watching us. All I saw was shadows on the window, but I was sure it was them. Sally shuddered and contracted around my dick as she climaxed again, and that was all it took to make me shoot my load deep inside her.
After a short while, as we held each other in our arms, we began to hear noises again next to the truck. We peeked out the window and sure enough, they were at it again. This time Ronnie was on top of Seth and riding him for all she was worth. As she bounced up and down on his dick Seth worked her breasts over with his hands. She squealed loudly as he did, and I began to think they might have been putting on a show for us. I looked at Sally. Her breath had quickened and her hand was working at her cunt. I felt her other hand touch my dick. She started stroking it, and I became hard in an instant. All the while her eyes were glued to the couple fucking just a few feet away.
Ronnie rode Seth for a long time before she finally climaxed and fell into his arms. The next thing I knew Sally was pulling me back to the bed. She laid me out on my back and swung herself over me, guiding my dick into her. Then she began riding me just as Ronnie had ridden Seth. There was no way now to keep our truck from rocking and squeaking with her energetic movements. I knew the other couple could hear us, and I knew Sally was aware of that too. I guess that's why I was surprised that she was being so vocal, groaning and crying out as though she actually wanted them to know what was going on. I met her thrusts with my own as she slammed her cunt down on my dick. I reached up and took her breasts in my hands. As I ran my fingers over her hard nipples she gasped sharply and started to moan louder. I applied more pressure, rubbing and tweaking the nipples the way she liked it, and in a few moments she was shrieking out her climax. At the same time I shot my hot come deep into her wanton cunt.
We fell asleep after that, and the next morning we cooked breakfast and shared it with Ronnie and Seth. None of us mentioned anything about what had happened in the night. After breakfast we cleaned up our camp and Sally and I went down to the lake to swim. The water sure felt good after a hot night of fucking. It was nearly noon when we returned to the camp, and we were a bit disappointed to find Ronnie and Seth's bedroll gone.
I got myself a beer and stood looking out over the camping area. Then I saw Seth and Ronnie lying on a slope a little way off. They were busy fucking. I called to Sally, and we stood watching them fuck again. I'm not sure if they saw us, but at this point we didn't care. They had no sooner finished before we were heading for our truck. We jumped in and closed the curtains, pulled our clothes off and piled into bed like newlyweds. Sally was really hot. She pulled me on top of her and guided my hard dick into her pussy. Then she fucked me like a wild woman. She squealed, kicked, moaned and gave me instructions on what she wanted. Lord knows how many people walked by our campsite while we were fucking our brains out, but I'm sure there were a few. After resting a bit we went back to the lake and swam for the rest of the afternoon.
This time when we returned to our camp Seth and Ronnie were gone for good. We never saw them again, but we often thought and talked about them. Each time we went back to the lake we would wonder if they would show up, but they never did. Probably it's just as well.—Y.E., Los Angeles, California
WHEN HIS WIFE PUTS ON A SHOW IT'S THE AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION TYPE
My wife Angelina and I have been married for ten years. Angelina was eighteen when we were married, and I was twenty-four. She is quite tall, about five feet seven, and weighs about one twenty-five. She has long wavy auburn hair and firm 38C tits. Her large nipples are a delicate pink and jut out about half an inch when she is aroused. She has lovely green eyes, beautiful long legs and a cute, tight ass. She works out at the gym every morning before work, so her whole body is firm and shapely. One of the fantasies we have always enjoyed, and sometimes acted out, involves me watching a group of guys gang banging her.
One day I asked her to meet me at a neighborhood bar about nine o'clock that night, and I said I would really like it if she went dressed like a hooker. I knew this bar was frequented mainly by men, and it wasn't likely there would be other women there. I waited until about ten before getting there to be sure that she would be there before me.
When I went in there were about a dozen guys and no women except for Angelina, who was dancing with a guy to the music coming from the jukebox. She was wearing a sheer white top that I had bought her, and no bra. Her nipples were plainly visible. She also wore a very short black miniskirt and black s
tockings.
I took a seat after getting a drink and continued to watch Angelina. I knew most of the guys there, and they knew I liked it when Angelina acted like a cock-teaser.
The guy who was dancing with her was Cal, a short truck-driver type about forty years old. He had his hand up under Angelina's skirt, which was raised high enough for everyone to see that she had no panties on. He was pulling her so tightly against him as they danced that his cock must have been pressing against her pussy, separated only by a couple of layers of material.
Soon Cal was replaced by another guy, who I didn't know. This guy had both hands on her ass right away, and pretty soon his right hand moved around until it was on her pussy. I could tell by the look on Angelina's face that he must have been finger-fucking her right there in front of everyone. By this time Angelina's right tit had fallen out of her low-cut top, and she did not hurry to put it back in.
Buck, the manager, was enjoying the show from his place behind the bar. Buck was in his late fifties and bald, but he still appreciated a beautiful woman.
