Letters to Penthouse XXXXIV

by Penthouse International

  I looked in my mirror to see a police car with lights flashing on my tail. I pulled over and the officer approached me. He was about six-two with a very strong physique, blonde hair, and a tanned complexion. My legs were shaking as I handed him my license. He smiled and said he would be right back and then walked back to his patrol car. I was trying to get hold of myself when I realized I was extremely turned on by the situation. Here I was, alone in the middle of nowhere with this authority figure. My erotic imagination was running wild by the time the officer returned.

  He handed me my license and asked if I would step out of the car. We walked clear of the road and he had me do some sobriety tests, like touching the tip of my nose and walking in a straight line. I felt like I was posing for him, the way he stared at me as I walked. “How was that?” I asked as I stopped right in front of him. He nodded his approval. There was a moment of awkward silence and finally I said softly, “Well, aren’t you going to frisk me?”

  I turned and put my hands on top of the car and bent over with my feet spread. I felt two hands reach around and squeeze my breasts through the thin material of my dress. He caressed them gently and then slowly moved his hands down my sides, over my hips, and down my legs. He groped my ass with one hand, and moved the other to my very wet pussy. I heard his zipper go down and he raised my dress over my hips and penetrated me.

  I began to grunt and groan as he picked up his pace and thrust even harder yet. He had his hands on my hips as he fucked me with wild abandon.

  I was ready to explode as he fucked me with his massive cock from behind and rubbed feverish circles with his fingers around my clit. I groaned for him to fuck me harder as an orgasm swept through my body.

  I came for what seemed like a very long time as my lover slowed his pace until he gradually stopped and pulled out. We stared into each other’s eyes, magnetized as they were by our animal lust.

  He asked me out for this coming Friday and, as odd as it may seem, I can definitely see the possibility of a relationship starting here. I know I can make his siren wail.

  —P.G., Xenia, Ohio

  Making Up for Lost Time

  I’m a nineteen-year-old sophomore at a western junior college. I’ve been reading Forum for years now and have never had any doubt about the veracity of the letters, for I’ve had a few similar experiences myself. Last night I had one that I’d like to share. It makes me hard just to think about it.

  I’m six feet tall and a little on the thin side. Last week, we went to another college for a week of livestock judging. I had just finished judging the first class when I felt as if I was being stared at. I didn’t think much of it, so I continued with the judging.

  On the fifth day of judging, on my break, I went to the horse barn to practice judging. I was only there for a short time when someone came up behind me and started rubbing my rod through my jeans. When I turned around to see who it was, I found this most beautiful redhead. She introduced herself as Amy, and said she had been watching me for the last five days. I told her my name and where I was staying. I then left, for I’m a little on the shy side.

  The night before we left for our own college, I lay on my bed in the Hilton thinking how stupid I had been for not staying there with her to see what would happen. I got so depressed that I started cursing myself out. I then decided to go take a swim and sit in the sauna to help me forget my foolishness. The swimming got the best of me, so I climbed into the sauna. I sat on the top of the back of the seats and leaned my back against the wall. My swimming suit got to cutting into my sides, so since I thought the sauna was only on the men’s side, I took my suit off and placed a towel over my lap.

  I must have dozed off, for I suddenly felt something rubbing my balls and rod. I sprang awake to see Amy in front of me, ready to swallow my prick. She didn’t even look up as she swallowed it whole. Damn, was I hard. My eight inches were ready to explode. I shot my wad quicker than I had expected to. I pulled her up to me and took one of her tits into my mouth. I tell you, this lady was stacked. They had to be at least 38D. We then quickly changed to a 69 with brief smiles. I have never tasted such a juicy cunt. We kept at it for at least thirty minutes.

  Then she said that she wanted me to get in her. I obeyed without any questions. I flipped myself around and eased it into her tight hole. It had to be the tightest pussy I’ve ever been in. She started screaming with pleasure and wild abandon. It was then that I knew that she was a virgin, so I took it a little slower. After about fifteen minutes of easing it into her, I got it all in, and after another ten minutes of this fantastic fuck, she came with such force that I couldn’t control myself. I came with a gusher. Her bucking and moans finally died down and we lay still. It was then that I realized that she had fallen asleep after that satisfying orgasm. I dressed her and carried her to my room and put her to bed. I looked at the clock and realized it was morning and I was late to the van for the trip back home. I never knew time passed so fast when you were having fun. When I got to the van, all the rest of the team teased me. All I could say was, “When’s our next trip back here?”

  —J.C., Casper, Wyoming

  Elevator Love

  My name is Horace and I’m a student at a northeastern university. I’ve been reading Forum for the past few years and I’ve never imagined that I would possibly have a story to send in. But last quarter while working at a museum in Boston, I had an encounter that I still can’t believe.

  I had been working in the accounting office for a few weeks and my job was becoming rather routine. One day the boss’s wife, a five-foot-five brunet, about twenty-eight, with an incredible body in designer jeans and a tight sweater, came looking for her husband.

  Being the only person around, I informed her that he’d had to go out of town and wouldn’t be back until late that afternoon. She said that they were supposed to have lunch together. Since he wasn’t around she asked me if I would join her instead. I accepted with pleasure.

  She took me to an Italian restaurant in the North End. We had a great meal and consumed a couple glasses of wine. When we were finished eating, she asked me when I had to get back to work. Since I had already finished most of the day’s work and I was the only one in the office, I told her that I had a couple hours to kill. She seemed pleased with my response, and said that she knew of a place where we could go to pass some time.

  We drove across town and arrived at the Prudential Building. She told me that she loved to go up to the Skywalk and spend the afternoon taking in the view of the city. We parked the car, walked into the building, and got into the elevator that goes to the top. The elevator hardly takes any time at all to get to the Skywalk but this time it took off awfully slowly. We got up to around the twentieth floor when the elevator stopped suddenly. I hit all of the buttons to try to get it moving again but nothing worked. I picked up the emergency phone and the operator informed me that it would take forty-five minutes to an hour before a repairman could get us out.

  Becoming a little claustrophobic, I began to perspire, but my boss’s wife tried to comfort me. She loosened my tie, unbuttoned the top buttons of my shirt, and started to blow gently on my neck. I quickly became aroused and took off my jacket as she took off hers while still blowing and now licking my neck, gently nibbling now and then. She slowly worked her way down to my nipples, sucking and nibbling ever so slightly. This got me even hornier. She eased her head down my abdomen to my receptive loins. She undid my pants and started sucking slowly. I then grabbed the back of her head and nudged my pulsating penis into the back of her throat. She began to bob up and down until she could sense that I was approaching climax.

  She rose to her feet and removed her sweater, exposing her small, firm tits. I massaged her nipples as she eased out of her jeans. I moved my hand down to her wet crotch and began teasing her clit as she had teased me just a few moments before. She began to moan softly and then wrapped her legs around my waist. I slipped my swollen member into her waiting depths. She climaxed instantly but
I managed to hold out longer. As I exploded within her she came again, grinding against me so hard I thought I would lose my grip. Her legs dropped from my waist and we collapsed to the floor.

  We regained our strength and experimented with various positions until we realized our time had run out. We quickly got dressed as the elevator began to move. I returned to work, never to see my boss’s wife again. Now every time I go up to the Skywalk it brings back an afternoon of sweet memories.

  —H.T., Boston, Massachusetts

  Norman’s Conquest

  I was sitting through one of those typically boring district sales meetings, and my mind started wandering. Looking around the room, I happened to lock eyes with Norman, the manager of our Trenton office. It seemed that we each knew what the other was thinking—and it didn’t involve our department’s quarterly sales figures, either.

  A blush warmed my cheeks, and I slowly uncrossed my legs, hoping to shift his attention to that spot. His eyes followed right where I wanted them to, and I knew he realized I had nothing on under my short skirt. Our eyes met again, and the blush on my cheeks deepened. My breathing came slow and deep, and my body began to tingle. My nipples were taut beneath my silk blouse. Norman was visibly shifting in his seat, trying to make room for the giant erection he was sprouting.

  When there was finally a break in the meeting, I got up to get a drink from the soda machine in the warehouse adjacent to our office. As I was pondering my selection, Norman came up behind me and leaned against me until we were pressed up tightly against the machine. Every inch of our bodies seemed to be touching. His manhood was hard against me, and I suddenly felt more hungry for cock than thirsty for a Diet Coke. I felt him throbbing against my behind, and felt my pussy dew drip down my thighs.

  Norman wrapped his arms around me and kissed me on the back of the neck. His hands cupped my tits and he fondled each one playfully. I leaned my head back against his shoulder and closed my eyes as my body responded to his touch. He hoarsely whispered in my ear, “I want you. I want you right here.”

  I turned around in his arms and our lips met, our tongues probing, exploring each other’s mouths. My hand dropped to his pants. The bulge of his dick felt huge and so, so good in my hand. No one else was in the warehouse, but I didn’t know how much longer we’d be safe there. I had to act quickly.

  I unfastened his pants and sank to my knees. His long, circumcised cock was laid bare before my eyes. My warm, moist, eager mouth took all of it in, tasting, feasting, tickling the long vein until he was beside himself with pleasure. I played his instrument slowly at first, making sure to taste every inch, to savor each different sensation—the wide, spongy head, the smooth, taut skin of his shank, the bristly sac of his balls.

  Then I devoured the entire shaft like a high-priced whore, sucking wetly with total abandon. I built up the pace, my head bobbing faster, faster, faster! Finally I felt his body stiffen. A low moan escaped his lips as he released his sweet nectar into the deepest recesses of my throat. It drove me fucking wild! I swallowed and swallowed and shoved my fingers into my cunt, fucking myself to a sloppy, spontaneous orgasm.

  My quim was dripping with anticipation. I wanted him. I needed his touch. After licking Norman’s head and shaft clean, I stood up and our eyes met yet again. I opened my blouse and exposed my breasts to his view. He lowered his mouth to each one, teasing the hard-nippled peaks with his hot tongue.

  Norman knelt down, lifting my skirt to my waist and burying his beautiful dark-haired head between my thighs. His mouth explored my wet, tangy pussy. He was licking, probing, fucking me with his tongue, and it sent me over the edge. I instantly trembled with an explosive orgasm that sent shivers throughout my body as my hips bucked against his face.

  He stood up, covered with my juice, and I immediately began licking his face clean. My nectar tasted so sweet, I couldn’t get enough! His fingers found my pussy and delved inside the hot cave. My body arched upward in anticipation. Norman grabbed the cheeks of my ass, lifted me up, and entered me with a single hard plunge, filling me completely with his huge, swollen cock. My hips jerked wildly as he took me just where I needed to go. We were screwing frantically against the soda machine, the two of us groaning and groping. With every thrust he seemed to drill harder, deeper. I felt the fire of orgasm building inside of me, heard his name escape my lips. “Norman, Norman, fuck me! Yes! Yes! Yes!”

  A thousand suns burst within me and my body shuddered with the ecstasy of release. Then I felt his body stiffen, and once again his magnificent cock pulsed its load into me.

  Later on, when the meeting resumed, our eyes would occasionally meet and my cheeks would flush as the events from just moments before played over and over again in my mind. After the meeting, I discreetly placed a note in his hand as I passed him in the hall. It said, “How about a drink and a grand finale after work?” He looked into my eyes, and his lips broke into a leering smile.

  —H.W., Ft. Dodge, Iowa

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  Contents

  Welcome

  Random Raunch

  Introduction

  Prison Pleasures

  Oh, Doctor!

  Fire Down Below

  While Hubby Sleeps

  Fixing Her Furnace

  Suite Threesome

  Nifty Nurses

  On-the-Job Training

 
; A Present from the Past

  Garage Grope

  Good Neighbor Policy

  Wood Nymph

  Porsche Pickup

  Her Mother Was Right

  Sex Storm

  The Mile-High Club

  Virtue Rewarded

  What Joanna Wants

  Highway Hummer

  The Older Generation

  The Friendly Skies

  She Rode Him Ragged

  Surprise Guest

  Hole-in-the-Wall Bang

  Don’t Dress for Dinner

  Cabin Fever

  Beating the Heat

  Keep On Truckin’

  Tractor Time

  Bonnie Blossoms

  Gallery Grope

  Fantasy in Blue

  Lesson in Lust

  Saluting the Flag

  Strangers on the Sand

  Good Neighbor Policy

  Fun on the Ferry

  After Hours

  Unexpected Ex

  Swingin’ in the Rain

  Reunion Rendezvous

  Bar Hop

  His Foreman’s Wife

  A Fun Fling

  Never Too Old

  Party Favors

  Virgin, Birth

  Blondes Do Have More Fun

  Strip Poker Night

  After-School Surprise

  Old Friends, New Lovers

  A Jump on His Day

  Stripper’s Gift

  The Late Show

  A Lark in the Park

  Southern Hospitality

  Fountain of Blonde

  Naughty Bedside Manner

  Hostess with Surprises

  Armored Truck Hump

  Best of Friends

  A Lesson in Seduction

  Seduced and Loving It

  Paying for It

  Stockroom Sex Party

  Not Sorry, Wrong Number

  Getting His Rocks Off

  Another First

  Lucky Stiff

  Birthday Bonus

  Ex-Husband Goes X-Rated

  When It Rains, It Pours