When I finally felt him pump his come deep in my belly, I cried like a baby—I felt so good, so complete. With each jerk of his cock, I felt his hot come coat the inside of my pussy, and my body tingled all over with the sudden thought that he might be impregnating me.
Chester pulled out of me then, milking the last few drops of his come on my back and rubbing them in with the head of his dick. He lay back on the bed as I went to clean up. I brought back a towel and cleaned his cock, then rested my head on his stomach as I played with his magnificent penis. Before I knew it, I found myself licking and sucking the head. As it got hard again, I took as much as I could in my mouth. Before long, he arched his back and his come shot in my throat. I swallowed it while stroking his genitals to get it all out.
Soon after that Chester left, saying he hoped he would see me again. When Ralph returned, he asked if I had enjoyed myself. I said I’d had the time of my life. I asked why he had left the room, and he said he knew Chester and I would want to fuck, and he figured I would be less inhibited if he wasn’t there. He asked if I would like to do something like that again, and I said only with Chester. We did see him once more, and Ralph watched the whole thing. Then Chester moved away. We have considered trying another man but have never actually done anything about it. I just don’t think it would be the same with anybody else.
But I often think about Chester and treasure the memory of our times together. What are the odds that he will read this?—Name and address withheld
SHE SAID HER HUSBAND WAS ENOUGH FOR HER—BEFORE SHE MET VINNIE
For several months I had been having dreams about watching my wife sucking and fucking another man. When I told Kerri about them, she said that would never happen, because I was the only man she needed. So I had all but given up on the idea—until we went out to dinner last Friday night.
The restaurant was busy, and there was an hour wait for a table, so we sat at the bar and had a drink. After a while Kerri went to the ladies’ room to freshen up. About ten minutes later she came back. I was surprised to see that she had a strange man with her.
“Honey,” she said, “I’d like for you to meet Vinnie. He’ll be coming home with us tonight.” I could only stare at her in astonishment as she went on, “I told him about your dreams. He said he would love to help make them a reality.”
Vinnie was about thirty, a good-looking guy with dark hair, dark eyes and a well-toned body. I was so surprised and excited that I could hardly wait to eat, so we could get home and I could watch my wife fucking this handsome stranger. After a few more minutes our table was ready. Vinnie said he’d wait for us at the bar. While we ate I asked Kerri if she was going to be all right with fucking Vinnie while I watched. She said not to worry, because whatever I wanted was fine with her. We quickly finished our meal, and when the waitress asked if we wanted dessert, Kerri smiled and said we’d be having dessert at home.
I paid the check and we hurried back to the bar to hook up with Vinnie. When we left the restaurant, he followed us in his car. During the ride, I sensed that Kerri was a little nervous, but also very horny. She started rubbing my cock through my pants and licking her lips. I reached under her dress and touched her pussy. She was already wet. She was ready for her dream fuck.
When we got home, we didn’t waste any time. We headed straight for the bedroom, and I watched my wife and Vinnie undress each other slowly and sensually. Their hands explored each other, touching, squeezing and stroking. Vinnie had a terrific body, and a massive cock, long and thick. Kerri must have been imagining how all that meat would feel inside her, for she eyed it hungrily as she rubbed her hard nipples with one hand while sticking two fingers of the other in her pussy.
I was getting so turned on, I didn’t know what to do, until Vinnie said, “Hey, why don’t you get naked and give me a hand with this pretty lady?”
While I undressed, Kerri sat Vinnie down on the bed and got down on her knees. She started sucking on that fat cock of his and licking his balls. I sat down next to him, and she went back and forth, giving each of us some slow, intense head.
Vinnie pulled her up on the bed and played with her big tits and sucked on her hard nipples. I watched. Laying her down, he worked his way down over her belly to her pussy. He licked and sucked her clit and tongue-fucked her. In minutes she was having an orgasm.
Once recovered, Kerri positioned herself on her knees doggie-style. She looked at me with a smile and said, “Vinnie, I want you to fuck me good and hard for my husband.” She reached around, took his cock in hand, placed the head between her pussy lips and guided him in. He slid his thick cock all the way in and pumped her like a jackhammer. I got so turned on watching his big cock go in and out, I jacked off.
After twenty minutes of pounding sex, with Kerri twisting and moaning like crazy, she suddenly screamed, “God, Vinnie, I’m going to come!” He said he was about ready to shoot his load. She had me get in front of her and fuck her mouth so Vinnie and I would come in her at the same time. Just as Vinnie started to flood her pussy, I shot my cream deep in her throat.
We fell on the bed and lay there catching our breath. It had been a great experience for all of us. Eventually we all took a shower, then sat down to have a drink and talk. Kerri and I thanked Vinnie. He said he’d had a great time.
After he left, I asked Kerri how she felt about making my dream come true. She said she had enjoyed it thoroughly and was looking forward eagerly to my next dream.—C.R., Birmingham, Alabama
WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOUR FORMERLY VIRGINAL WIFE BECOMES A SLUT? ENJOY!
Having been married for twenty years, and watched and enjoyed my wife’s transformation from a sexually uptight woman to a wonderfully promiscuous exhibitionist, I tend more often than not to believe the “incredible” stories in Penthouse Letters, especially the ones from husbands who get turned on by their wives’ sexual encounters.
My wife is five feet four, with long dark hair and a perfect figure that, thanks to good diet and exercise, hasn’t changed much over the years of our marriage. Miriam’s stomach is still flat, and her breasts still stand erect.
When I first met her, she was twenty-one and in her senior year of college. She was very bright and had a clean and wholesome look, tending to dress casually in jeans and sweatshirts. I was in my last year of grad school. We met in the university library, and hit it off right away. We began to date but weren’t sexually active together. We would kiss some, but that was about it. Miriam was very clear about the fact that she would not be interested in engaging in serious sex until she was sure she was in love.
I was fairly experienced, and even had something of a reputation around campus as a lover, so her abstinence wasn’t a particular problem for me. I was getting plenty of sex with other girls. Miriam knew all about my affairs and professed to have no problem with them, since our relationship was still so tentative. Then one night in late April something really clicked for us, and we decided that we were meant to be together. Nonetheless, at Miriam’s request we continued to hold off, since she wanted to be a virgin on her wedding night. We decided to get married in June, after we both graduated.
We planned to fly to Jamaica for our honeymoon the day after the wedding. Our wedding night was spent in a lovely suite at the airport hotel. It turned out to be quite an experience! I was determined to take things gently and slowly, so as not to make Miriam overly anxious as she lost her virginity. She did her part by wearing a low-cut white dress as we ate in the hotel dining room. I would shortly discover that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. We had some cocktails and then a full bottle of wine, so both of us were really feeling good.
When we got back to our room, I slipped Miriam’s dress off slowly. My cock immediately became fully erect as I saw my wife’s lovely naked body for the first time. In retrospect, it was hard to believe that we had been so restrained for so long. I kissed her and touched her gently, and she rather shyly helped me out of my clothes.
She gasped when she saw the size
of my cock. I assured her she would have no problem getting used to it. I then carried her to the bed and kissed my way down to her pussy. When I began to lick her clit, she got wet immediately. Soon she was breathing quickly and deeply. I hadn’t expected her to get so excited so fast. She began moaning and saying how good it all felt, better than when she masturbated. I shouldn’t have been surprised at that, but I was.
I continued to lick her and touch her in her most sensitive spots. Her nipples turned out to be particularly responsive. When I tweaked them, they hardened immediately and stood out from her breasts. I placed her hand on my cock, and she moved it slowly up and down the shaft, arousing me even further. After about fifteen minutes of satisfying foreplay, I asked if she was ready.
She said, “Yes, oh yes, yes!”
I lay above her in the missionary position and slipped my cock in her. She so wet that she had no trouble taking it all. Her hymen had apparently been broken already, but as I moved in and out she began to cream quite intensively. She turned out to be one of those women who comes easily and with considerable juice. She had an extended, incredibly powerful orgasm before I released my jism.
Afterward, Miriam gave me a deep kiss and a huge satisfied grin, and told me it had been worth the wait. We cuddled for about half an hour, after which she said she wanted to fuck again. Before I knew it, she had her mouth on my cock, and with a few pointers from me she soon had me fully erect again. This time she wanted to be screwed from the rear. Once again she had a tremendous orgasm.
By then, I was ready to go to sleep, especially since we had an early plane to catch. But Miriam wanted still more action. When I said that I wasn’t sure if I could go again, she asked if I minded if she used one of her toys. This caught me totally by surprise. She then pulled a big black dildo out of her suitcase, and as I watched, she made herself come expertly. It seemed that she was used to coming regularly and repeatedly. That explained why her hymen had already been broken. She assured me that, notwithstanding our prior abstinence, sex was important to her and would be a big part of our life together.
On our honeymoon Miriam was quite uninhibited. It turned out that she had brought along a lot of skimpy, sexy outfits—short skirts, tight shorts, low-cut tops and dresses, see-through blouses, string bikinis and revealing lingerie. She said she had always wanted to show off her body but in the past had been afraid of what people would say. Now she didn’t care anymore.
Needless to say, wherever we went people stared at her, and she loved it. If I left her alone for even a short while, it was almost inevitable that some man, or more likely men, would come up to her to chat. She flirted back quite outrageously, touching their hands and bending over so they could look down her cleavage.
We were invited to quite a few parties, but for the first few days we refused these invitations. We were too anxious to get back to our room and start screwing. During those first days we experimented with all sorts of positions, including me fucking her in the asshole, which really turned her on. I usually couldn’t last as long as she could, and when I was exhausted, she would put on a sex show for me with one of her dildos or vibrators.
On the fourth day of our honeymoon, my formerly abstinent wife asked if I would mind if she fucked some of the guys who were coming on to her. She said I was a terrific lover, but she seemed to need more than I could deliver.
I was dumbfounded. But seeing that Miriam knew about all the women I had screwed before we married, I didn’t think I was in a position to object. She said that if I wanted, I could watch her with the other guys. She thought that might be exciting for both of us.
One of the waiters at the hotel restaurant was an attractive black man who had been especially attentive to Miriam. The day after our talk, she asked me to speak to him about where we might go for some sexual excitement, since he seemed to be knowledgeable about such things. The waiter, whose name was Emil, was not surprised by my inquiry. He said that the place to go if we wanted to be with native folk was his brother’s bar. He also said that he would be off at ten o’clock, and he would be happy to drive us there.
Since we had some time to kill, we went back to our room and Miriam proceeded to give me a great blowjob until she had me fully erect and throbbing, after which I gave her a good fucking from the rear. Then we showered, and I watched her put on her little white dress. Again, she didn’t bother with underwear. She put on some sexy highheeled sandals and applied more makeup than usual. She looked like a slut, and she looked terrific.
At ten we met Emil in front of the hotel, and the three of us crowded in the front seat of his car. Miriam’s dress crept up high on her thighs, until it barely covered her twat. Emil put his hand on her leg, and she didn’t say anything. As he drove, he reached farther up her thigh, until his hand was on her pussy.
Then he smiled at me and said, “Some woman there.”
I nodded as Miriam put her hand on his bulging cock and began rubbing it through his pants.
When we got to the bar, Emil took us inside. There was reggae music playing, and the place wasn’t very crowded. There were a few women and about half a dozen men, all of them black. Emil introduced us to some of them, saying that we were a honeymoon couple looking for an especially good time. We sat at the bar and had some rum drinks. All of the men were giving Miriam the eye. Two of them came up to us and began chatting. Miriam turned on the bar stool to face them. Her legs were slightly spread, and as her dress pulled up quite high, they could practically see her cleanly shaved twat.
The guys joked with Miriam in a lascivious manner until finally she said, “Well, why don’t you big fellows show me what you really have in mind?”
I was a little surprised by her boldness, but it excited me as well. The two guys quickly led her into a back room, and I followed. Before I knew it, Miriam was unbuttoning their shirts and trousers, and she began to rub their cocks. They quickly stripped off their underwear, and she went down on them, still weaning her white dress. When she bent over to blow them, her ass and cunt were quite visible. When she straightened up, she noted that they were even bigger than me. As I watched, she slipped off her dress, saying, “I want both of you at the same time.”
One guy got on a table and lay on his back, his huge cock sticking straight up. Without hesitation, Miriam climbed up on top of him. Her pussy was already dripping. She lowered herself slowly onto his cock. I was surprised at how easy it was for her. She then bent over him and motioned for the other guy to enter her in the rear. At that point I spoke up, saying I didn’t think that could be done, given the size of the cock. The guy said he had some special cream, and he went in the bathroom to get it. Meanwhile, Miriam was riding up and down on the cock in her twat, having a great time. I looked around and discovered that I wasn’t the only one watching. The others in the bar—both men and women—had come over to see the fun.
The second guy came back, and with the help of his lubricating cream he did manage to slide his big cock in my wife’s ass. After a minute the three of them got a steady rhythm going, and soon Miriam was building toward climax. At one point she shouted, “I really love black cock!”
About ten minutes later the two guys came, almost together. When they were done, Miriam was exhausted. Some of the other men wanted a piece of the action, but she said that she had had enough for the night. Emil drove us back to the hotel. When we got there, Miriam gave me a deep kiss and said I was the greatest husband a girl could have. We fell asleep in each other’s arms. The next morning we talked about what had happened. Miriam asked if it bothered me to watch her get fucked so thoroughly, and I said it turned me on like anything. Then we screwed.
For the remainder of our honeymoon Miriam was unrelenting in her exhibitionism and fucking. We visited the native club several times, the high point being the evening she got screwed by six guys, including Emil. She also started to bring men to our room. Since she was walking around in string bikinis or see-through blouses, she had little trouble getting guys, especiall
y after word got around about how wild she was.
That honeymoon was the beginning of a lifestyle that has never stopped. Even twenty years later, Miriam’s sexuality continues to amaze me. As I said, she is as attractive as ever, and as insatiable. We still have sex regularly, so I have nothing to complain about. But though she constantly tells me that it’s special with me, because we love each other, she can’t help grasping for sex whenever she can get it. She is not promiscuous among our friends or people we know and work with, but she always knows where she can pick up strange men, and when we go away on business trips or vacations, it is an almost continuous orgy.
She once thought of joining an escort service, but she finally decided she didn’t want to do it for money, just for fun. So she has her fun, and I have mine, and everybody’s happy.—Z.R., Green Bay, Wisconsin
HER FRIEND SAID TO TRY OTHER MEN, AND HER HUSBAND APPROVED—SO SHE DID!
My husband and I have been married for almost three years, and I must say I consider myself a sexually satisfied woman. My friend Joan, however, is a hot-to-trot single lady who gives no thought to settling down. She can never get enough, and feels there’s no way a woman can be satisfied by one man. She is your stereotypical hot babe—five feet seven, with 36D tits and a finely sculpted body she works hard to maintain. Because she works so hard at it, she makes no bones about showing it off whenever she can. Over the five years I’ve known her, she has never had a serious relationship. She’s always going out with a new guy.
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