Letters to Penthouse XXXXIV

by Penthouse International

  “Fuck me,” I begged him deliriously. “I need you inside me so badly!” I was soon on all fours on the floor of the gallery, pleading with Lawrence to take me. Obligingly, he moved swiftly behind me and pushed all of his beautiful, rock-hard manhood into me with one heavenly thrust.

  The feeling of his cock pumping into me from behind was mind-blowing. I was savoring every moment of this incredible fuck. “Yes, like that, pump me just like that,” I heard myself whimpering. “More, yes, you’re making me come!” Expertly, he caressed my breasts, lightly pinching my nipples as he pressed into me. Delicious spasms overtook my pussy as I experienced an intense orgasm. Perhaps it was the excitement of being with a stranger, or maybe it was due to Lawrence being a wonderful lover, but whatever the reason, this was the strongest climax I had ever felt, and it seemed to last for ages, leaving me with a happy smile on my face.

  Once my spasms subsided, I had but one goal in mind—to make Lawrence come as hard as I had. He lay on his back and I climbed over him, completely determined to ride his cock until he could no longer take it. I moved back and forth as I watched that sexy cock disappear into my pussy. Then I began to ride him, squeezing and tightening my pussy muscles to heighten his sensitivity. The juices still oozing from my cunt dripped slowly onto his cock as I moved up and down, and he pumped back at me, our motions like a well-lubed machine. Soon he could take no more, and I felt strong spurts of come unload into my pussy as he writhed and moaned, telling me what a hot and incredible fuck I was.

  We lay in each other’s arms until we fell into a deep sleep, both of us satiated and happy in the knowledge that we had completely pleasured each other.

  I finally did get the keys to my new place, but now I spend as much time at Lawrence’s apartment as I do at my own. And vice versa.

  —M.G., San Francisco, California

  Fantasy in Blue

  I’m a fairly attractive girl in my mid-twenties, but one thing I am not is a badge chaser. I’ve managed to mangle my driving record so badly that I’ll probably never get my license back. So obviously I try to avoid law enforcement at all costs, especially when I’m driving.

  When I began working nights at a local convenience store, I was naturally rather distressed when the local police officers began hanging out there while I worked my shift. I did my best to engage them in conversation and listen to their stories, all the while praying that they never ran my license plate.

  However, shortly after I began working there, an officer walked in whom I hadn’t yet met. His name was Ralph, and he was the sexiest man I’d seen in a very long while, with black hair, dark eyes, and a gorgeous smile. As time went on I caught myself wondering what it would feel like to run my hands over his smooth, olive skin. We soon became friendly and spoke at length about all kinds of things, and I began to look forward to the nights when I knew he would come in. I knew it was nuts to interact with a cop like that, but the attraction just grew stronger all the time.

  Inevitably the night came when our conversation took on a sexual tone. We found ourselves discussing the wildest things we had ever done, and the most interesting places we’d ever done them in. I knew that was a dangerous conversation for me to have, but I was intensely turned on and found it difficult to stop. Eventually Ralph asked me what I would like to do that I hadn’t experienced yet. I felt the heat creeping across my face as an image came to my mind—an image of Ralph sitting in his police cruiser with his pants unzipped while I rode his dick. Suddenly I was hit by an uncharacteristic wave of shyness.

  “I can’t tell you that,” I answered.

  “Does it have anything to do with blue lights?” he asked, smiling.

  Mercifully, at that moment he got a call and had to leave. But his last question had made me so excited I was afraid that when I got up from where I’d been sitting on the counter, I would leave a wet spot.

  Once he was out the door, I locked it. But instead of going to stock the cooler like I was supposed to, I went to the bathroom and took off my jeans and panties. My panties were soaked, and my nipples were so hard they could have cut glass. I leaned my back against the wall and got a shock of pleasure as I slid a finger across my clit. Again I pictured Ralph sitting in his cruiser, unzipping his pants, with me next to him watching his erection spring up toward his belt.

  In my fantasy I was wearing a skirt, which he pushed up over my hips. Then, with painful slowness, he planted the lightest of kisses all over my pussy, eventually sliding his tongue in and flicking it over my clit while he stroked his dick with his hand. Then he put his hands on my hips and pulled me onto his lap with my back against his chest. I could almost feel his hands clutching at my breasts. As I imagined him pushing his cock into my pussy, my breathing got heavier. I slid two fingers into my cunt and fucked it. With my other hand I stroked my clit, moving faster as I fantasized that it was his dick inside me and his fingers on my clit, and that his other hand was pinching my nipples.

  “Is this what you wanted?” he murmured in a low voice while he sucked on my neck.

  “Oh God, yes,” I moaned. The echo suddenly ringing in my ears told me that I’d actually said those words out loud.

  It felt so good, and the fantasy was so real! I could feel his badge pressing into my back, and the delicious ache in my thighs as I fucked him harder. My legs got weak as I felt the gush of his hot, creamy come spurt up inside me, even though I knew that it was actually my own as it ran over my fingers. I slid down the wall and sank to my knees as waves of pleasure washed over me.

  I knelt there for a long minute, waiting for my heart to return to its normal speed, and wondering if Ralph could possibly be that good in real life. Well, it turned out that he was!

  —S.T., San Jose, California

  Lesson in Lust

  I had just gotten out of the shower and was busy laying out my favorite toys for my morning indulgence. My husband was at work, the kids were at school, and this was my time to enjoy a slow, relaxing orgasm. Some people like to start their day with a cup of coffee; I like to start mine with a good come.

  I have a pretty sizable collection of sex toys. I have a large, realistic rubber cock, a smooth vibrator, a long black double dong, and a set of anal beads. Depending on how I feel, I may use any or all of them in my morning ritual.

  I had everything laid out and my juices were already starting to flow when the doorbell rang. I pushed everything into the nightstand drawer and threw on my robe. When I opened the door I saw Ed, my next-door neighbor, standing there, holding my husband’s miter saw. He explained that he had borrowed the saw to make some shelves for his girlfriend’s apartment, and now he was returning it.

  Ed had moved in a couple of summers ago, along with his mother and sister. He was in his first or second year of college, and looked kind of like a young Denzel Washington. He had an athletic build and the biggest, darkest, softest eyes you ever saw.

  Since the saw was too heavy for me to carry, I let him in and led him to the workshop in the basement. As I reached up to pull the light cord, I suddenly realized how short my robe was. I looked over my shoulder to find Ed staring at my ass. I motioned him to put the saw on the bench, but he just sort of stood there. Finally he set the thing down, and I realized why he had hesitated. The saw had been hiding the rather sizable bulge in his basketball shorts. Could my little bit of exposed flesh have made him hard? That quickly? I turned and put some other things away so as not to embarrass him, while I made some small talk. The thought of my body exciting such a young man was really arousing.

  Finally I turned off the light and led Ed upstairs. I was thinking about how wet my pussy was, and when I realized that following me up the steps was giving him another view of my ass, that made me even wetter.

  As we made our way to the front door, I mentioned that since he had been building shelves for his new girlfriend’s apartment, things must be going pretty well between them. He hesitated, and then said, “Well, I guess we’re going to find out.”

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bsp; “Oh, what does that mean?” I asked curiously.

  “Well, she’s a couple years older than me, and I’m afraid her, well, her experience level is quite a bit higher than mine.”

  “Really? How old are you?” I asked.

  “I’ll be nineteen in a couple of weeks,” he replied.

  “And you’re still a virgin?”

  “Well, not exactly, but—”

  “But you could use some more experience,” I finished for him.

  “Yeah, I could probably use a lot more experience,” he said rather dejectedly.

  With that I took his hand in mine and asked if he’d like me to show him a thing or two.

  Ed looked down and didn’t say anything. I couldn’t believe I was doing this, but once the idea took hold there was no turning back.

  “Relax,” I said. “I’m a really good teacher.” I noticed him looking down at my cleavage. “Do you like what you see?” I murmured.

  “Yes, ma’am. You have a very nice body.” With that I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and, keeping his hand in mine, led him up to the bedroom. My mind was racing and my pussy was practically dripping with anticipation.

  I sat on the end of the bed and said, “Now let’s see what you’ve got,” as I pulled his basketball shorts down. Out sprang his cock. It was perfectly proportioned, long, and thick, with a big round head. It was remarkably smooth and had a rich chocolate tone. I’d been planning to compliment him even if I had to lie, but there was no need for that. Seeing this magnificent specimen just made my mouth water. Oh, the things I could do with that young cock!

  I ran a fingernail lightly up and down the shaft a few times and watched as the thing grew still larger. I ran my fingertips over his balls and caught my breath as precome oozed from its tip. Slowly I leaned forward and ran my tongue up and down the long shaft. His breathing had become quick and shallow, and I knew he wouldn’t last long. I opened my mouth wide and lowered it over the head of his cock, careful not to exert too much pressure, and then came back up with a noisy wet pop. I looked up at him and saw him gazing down at me with half-closed eyes and an open mouth.

  “Baby,” I said, “when a woman is sucking your cock you need to give her some encouragement. Tell me you like the way I suck your cock. Tell me how good it feels.” Then, opening my robe, I added, “And squeeze my breasts, play with my nipples a little. You know, return the pleasure.”

  With that I lowered my mouth over him again until I felt his cock at the back of my throat. I stopped then and held him there. And then I heard him say in a low, soft voice, “That feels good, baby! Yeah, I like the way you suck me.” His hands reached down and found my erect nipples. He began rubbing them between his fingers and thumbs.

  Perfect! He was going to be a very good student. I raised my mouth off his cock and then licked down the shaft to his balls. I wrapped my hand around his dick and gave him a couple of long, firm strokes as I tongued his scrotum. I felt his balls pull up toward his root and watched as he threw his head back and moaned. I pumped him faster as his cock erupted again and again. I continued stroking him as his breathing slowly returned to normal.

  “I’m sorry,” he said. “I just—”

  I didn’t let him finish. “You did just what I wanted you to do. It felt good, didn’t it? You’ll last much longer now.” I took my robe off and used it to clean first my hand and then his cock and his strong flat stomach. “Now baby, you need to learn how to please a woman,” I purred as I lay back on the bed. “Take your clothes off.” He did so, slowly revealing his big strong muscular body.

  “Come up here and kiss me, baby,” I told him. And oh, how he could kiss! No need to work on kissing. So I said, “Go lower, baby.” So lower he went, cupping my breasts and kissing my achingly erect nipples, swirling his tongue around one, then the other. “Now lower,” I said again, and he kissed down my stomach, then came back up to lick my nipples. “Lower, lower,” I insisted. “Lick my pussy. Now!” Down to my stomach he went again, but that time when he got to my navel I pushed his head down to my wet cunt. “Lick me, baby. Let me feel your tongue on my pussy.” I let go of his head and held my pussy lips open for him. “Run your tongue all around it, baby. That’s it. Up and down. Yes, baby, just like that! Now right here,” I said as I exposed my clit to him. “Lick it. Yes. Do it faster.” At that point my whole body tensed and I exploded in a powerful orgasm. I don’t think I’d lasted as long as he had, and I was supposed to be the teacher! I must have taught him very well.

  “Come here, baby,” I said, pulling his face up to mine. “That was very good. You’re going to make your girlfriend very happy with that talented tongue of yours. But now it’s time to fuck me. Are you ready? Do you want to put that big old cock inside my hungry pussy?”

  I reached down and grabbed his cock. He was hard as steel. I rolled him onto his back and climbed on top. Then I eased the head of that stiff pole into my cunt and rocked on it slowly, inching it in and loving every second if it. When I had it completely in I leaned forward and enjoyed a long, sensuous kiss. Boy, he could kiss! With my mouth full of his tongue and my cunt full of his cock, I began to rock slowly. I felt his hips begin to move, and that slight movement sent me off again. I broke off the kiss and bit my lower lip as another orgasm rushed over me. My whole body shook, and that caused his hips to start bucking, seeking his own pleasure, and his pumping cock in turn intensified my climax.

  I finally pulled myself off his magnificent cock and rolled onto my back. I was ready to take him completely. “Come here, baby,” I panted. “Climb on and fuck my tight little cunt.” I spread my legs wide, and as he climbed over me I lined his cock up with my opening. He pushed in slowly, and then slowly withdrew. “Yes, just like that, baby,” I moaned. “In and out.” He pumped me slowly, settling into a nice steady rhythm. “Now move your hips in a circular motion,” I instructed. “Grind that cock into my pussy.” Round and round he went, with his beautiful prick buried inside me. Round and round and in and out, building up another orgasm deep within me. “Now faster, baby. Fuck me hard. Faster!” I put my legs over his strong muscular shoulders and looked down, watching his big nasty cock thrusting into me. “Come on, baby!” I screamed. “Fill my pussy up with that come!” Again he did just as he was told. We both came together, he ramming his wonderful cock into me, and me pushing up to meet his thrusts.

  He rolled off me then, and we lay there catching our breath. Finally I leaned over and kissed him. “That was fantastic,” I said. “You really know how to treat a woman. Just lie here now, and I’ll get something to clean you up.” I went into the bathroom and got a warm washcloth, then returned to the bed and slowly soaped his dick and balls. He was already starting to grow hard.

  “You did very well, baby,” I told him as I continued to wash him. “You sucked my pussy like an expert, and you fucked me like the stud I knew you would be.” He was now fully erect. I tossed the washrag and began to stroke him slowly.

  “There’s just one more thing I’d like to show you,” I said, stroking a little faster. “There’s another part of a woman’s anatomy that needs some attention.” I started to go on, but at that point I couldn’t resist the impulse to lean over and stuff his dick into my mouth. I sucked the head while pumping the shaft, until his hips began to move. I sat up then, but continued to stroke him as I said, “I need you to take care of my ass. Will you do that for me?”

  His eyes got big, but he nodded. “I’ll do anything you want,” he said breathlessly.

  “Good. I want you to take care of my asshole.” I lay down on my stomach. “Rub my ass cheeks,” I said. “Let me feel those big strong hands rubbing my ass.” And just like that he was doing it. “Slowly, baby. Squeeze my cheeks. Yes! Now give my ass a little kiss.”

  I felt his hot breath on my buttocks and I arched my back, pushing my ass up against his face. I felt his lips pressing against my left cheek. I moved my hips until he was kissing the other one, and then moved them back. “Let me feel your tong
ue, baby,” I breathed. “Stick it out.” And out it came, and I wiggled my ass against it. “Come on, lick me, baby. Lick my ass.” His tongue was in my crack as I moved up and down. I reached back and pulled my cheeks apart, then circled a finger around my asshole. “Right here, baby. Lick me right here and I’ll let you stick your big cock in my ass. Would you like that? Would you like to fuck my tight ass? Then lick it, baby. Let me feel your tongue.” I let out a hiss as I felt him doing as I instructed. I let go of my ass cheeks and slid a hand between my legs, finding my clit with a finger. Between Ed’s tongue in my ass and my finger on my clit, I came again, even longer and harder than the previous times.

  As soon as I could I rolled over and sat up, then quickly reached into the nightstand to grab the lube and my favorite dildo. I rolled Ed over, grabbed his cock, and smeared a generous amount of grease over his big round knob. I lay back and spread my legs, and he crawled up between them. “Now sit back,” I instructed him, “and don’t move.”

  With that I grasped his dick and lined it up with my ass, holding it against my tight opening while pushing my body down against it. Slowly, very slowly, I eased that stiff pole into my ass. When I got the head in I stopped and reached for the dildo.

  “Remember how I sucked your cock?” I asked, bringing the dildo to my mouth and plunging it deep into my throat. Ed’s eyes went wide and I felt his hips begin to move. I pulled the dido from my mouth and stopped him. “Remember, baby, no moving. I’m going to fuck you with my nice butt.” I pushed myself down a little more, taking another inch or so up my asshole.