Penthouse Uncensored V

by Penthouse Uncensored V (Letters to Penthouse IX

  I sat up, aghast. Very matter-of-factly, Erica asked me to keep myself hard. Before I could respond, there was a knock at the door. Erica tossed me the blanket, which she had folded and placed by her chair.

  As I spread the blanket over me, Erica let a totally gray, stocky lady into the apartment. Brendenna took a chair, while Erica forced her way onto the end of the couch. Erica apologized for my lack of formality, explaining that I wore nothing other than the blanket, placing her hand firmly on my thigh.

  “Yeah, right,” Brendenna said, her voice filled with disbelief. “See for yourself,” Erica replied, tossing the blanket over the back of the couch.

  “Oh, my God. Look at that boner,” Brendenna squealed. “You sly old slut.”

  Erica gently grabbed hold of my erect cock. Brendenna watched momentarily, but quickly excused herself. Erica told her not to let the door hit her in the ass on the way out. Erica continued to gently jerk me off.

  Brendenna and Erica, it turned out, regularly swapped stories about their sexual encounters. Erica confessed that her stories were pure bullshit, and she suspected that Brendenna’s were too, but she was never quite sure. This was Erica’s chance to give her stories some credibility. I didn’t care what her motivation was, I just wanted to get my rocks off. Suddenly the senior tease stopped stroking my cock, saying she shouldn’t be doing this.

  I grabbed her around the waist, pulling her on top of me. I kissed her passionately. My tongue explored her mouth as I slid my hands inside her robe and lifted it off her shoulders. I sucked on her little tits for all I was worth.

  Turning my attention to my dick, I tried to guide it to her cunt. She stopped me, explaining that she would need some Vaseline. I decided I could get her juices flowing. I buried my face in her crotch, licking and sucking every crevice of her cunt. I massaged her buttocks as the horny old lady rode my face. She bucked and thrust her hips into my face harder and faster with every stroke. Her cunt now moist, I tried to lick my way up her body so I could bury my prick deep inside her. Erica was no longer interested in cock. She pushed my head back down between her legs.

  Somewhat disappointed, I licked and sucked on her clit. Erica pulled my head against her crotch. I licked faster and faster until she exploded.

  We lay caressing each other while Erica calmed down. The doorbell rang.

  Without bothering to cover herself, Erica answered the door. Again Brendenna entered. Brendenna apologized profusely for the intrusion, explaining that she had left her purse by the chair. “Oh, stop, Brendenna. I knew it was you. I knew you’d need another glimpse of my young man,” Erica insisted.

  Erica took a wide stance in front of me, pulling my face to her cunt. As Brendenna watched, I buried my tongue in Erica’s pussy. She fucked my tongue in a nice, slow rhythm. With Brendenna still looking on, Erica pushed me onto my back, grabbing hold of my cock on the way down. Then she straddled me, aiming my erection at her pussy.

  “Eat your heart out,” Erica cried, smiling at Brendenna as she impaled herself on my dick. Erica bounced on my cock, telling Brendenna how good it felt. Brendenna left before I came. My cock wilted too soon for Erica to get off again. Erica was not going to be denied, though. She planted her pussy over my mouth, insisting that I suck her to another orgasm.

  My sister cannot believe I am already planning to visit Mom again. But since Brendenna has invited me to stay with her this time, I think I will hurry back.—N.T., Toronto, Ontario

  AN OLD LOVER COMES OVER TO SHOW OFF HER NEW TALENT

  A few years ago I was in a situation where I’d been dating the same girl on and off for years, but just wasn’t getting what I needed from her. One night, when I was working at my computer, an old ex-girlfriend called me, and we started to chat. Eventually the conversation got around to sex. We started to get into a deep conversation about how we would like to get together and do it. Well, my girlfriend was going home early the next day, so we set it up that Regina would come over after she left, and we would fuck.

  Regina came over, and was sitting on the edge of my loft bed, undressing. She was down to her bra and panties, and all I had on were my boxers when I got a phone call and had to climb down. I was the sports editor of the school yearbook, and the call was from the managing editor. Regina followed me down and was rubbing my cock while I talked. It was soon hard as a rock. It was, like, impossible to get this guy off the phone, but I finally managed it, then crawled back up to the loft and begged Regina to suck my cock, which she proceeded to do in great fashion.

  She was licking and sucking my shaft and playing with my balls, then using her hand to jack me off while using her mouth on my balls. She even stuck her finger in my ass, because she knows I love that. I was grabbing her hair and moaning when she deep-throated my rod. I can’t take much of that, and I blew a huge load, which she noisily gobbled.

  After I blew my load, Regina just kept right on sucking my dick, which never went soft. She was running her tongue up and down, sucking my balls into her mouth from time to time, and even licking my asshole. After a while I blew another load into her mouth. It was so cute when she looked up and asked me to fuck her silly, a drop of my come dripping out of her talented mouth.

  We rolled over. Regina mounted me and began to ride my hard cock for all she was worth. She was sliding up and down my shaft at blinding speed. Her tits were softly calling my name, so I began to squeeze and suck her nipples. That sent her over the edge, and she began heaving her hips around in sharp, spastic little movements. She held my shoulders hard and suddenly went still. All I could feel was her pussy pulsing around my cock, trying to milk me of what little semen I had left. She’d had a little orgasm, but Regina wanted more, and began rubbing her clit against my pubes in short, hard thrusts. Soon she was screaming and grabbing at my chest.

  Without a pause, we rolled over and I mounted her. I began to slam my cock into her as hard as I could, and she was loving it. She kept looking into my eyes and saying, “Come on, come on. Come in me.” I fucked her for what seemed like an eternity.

  She wanted me to fuck her from behind, knowing that it is my favorite position. I slid my cock into her cunt from the rear and began to fuck her in good, long, steady strokes. She was playing with my balls and fingering her clit as her juices poured out of her and down both of our legs.

  All at once Regina turned and looked me in the eye, then asked me to fuck her ass. I had never done that to her, but she had told me that she had let her last boyfriend, who has about a nine-inch cock, do it to her. I was ecstatic! I have always wanted to fuck her luscious ass.

  I reached into a nearby drawer, got a tube of lube out and coated my cock with it. I stuck a finger in her ass to loosen her up, then placed the head of my cock at the entrance to her anus and began to push.

  She was so tight that it was really hard the first few tries. Her ass finally gave way, and I was in with one huge stroke. Her passage was so tight and hot. I slammed my cock all the way in on every stroke.

  Finally she said she was getting a little sore, so I pulled out, not expecting to get any more that morning. Regina surprised me by taking my cock right back into her mouth. She was giving me the blowjob of a lifetime. I was getting close to blowing another load in her mouth when she slipped two fingers into my ass. That proved to be my final undoing, and I shot my third load of the morning down her throat.

  At that point we were totally spent, and just lay back and talked about past lovers. We haven’t fucked since then, but I am hoping one day we’ll get together again. Maybe next time she’ll even fuck my ass.—H.G., Billings, Montana

  THE OLD TOOL SHED, WHERE FANTASIES ARE BORN AND SATISFIED

  About ten years ago I was home from college, preparing for my senior year. Both of my parents were working so I used my time at home doing yard work and minor house repairs. But I had another motive as well: the girl next door. She had also just finished her junior year, but at another college. Boy, did I have the hots for her.

  I used ever
y possible excuse I could to go into the yard wearing almost nothing, with the hope of catching her eye. My favorite shorts were an old pair of cutoffs with a large rip across the back. Of course I wore no underwear, and several times I caught Gillian looking my way when I was bent over to start the lawn mower.

  One particular day she was sunning herself in an unbelievable bikini. I had just mowed the front yard of my parents’ place and was sweating up a storm. We lived in a small town and the property was large, although our houses were not far apart. Gillian watched me closely as I mowed the backyard. As I neared her I could see her erect nipples pressing against her bikini top. I immediately had a hard-on. At first I thought I should turn around and conceal it, but I changed my mind and mowed near enough to her that she could plainly see my dick’s outline in my tight jeans. Then she winked, and that was all it took.

  I turned off the mower and went her way, noting that she was as hot and sweaty as I was. After all, the sun was bright. “I see a young man who needs a bigger pair of shorts,” she said. I asked her if she thought they should come off, and she gladly offered to help. “Not here, though,” she said. “My parents could catch us.” We ran to an area near the back of the yard, next to a tool shed. No one could see us there unless they were looking from one of the large upstairs windows. But we would hear her parents when they returned, and we could split from behind the house before they got inside and up the stairs.

  It seemed as if the gates of heaven had opened when she began stroking my crotch. The top of my cock stuck out of my jeans as she rubbed. Our tongues met. I removed the top of her bikini. She unzipped my cutoffs and squeezed my rod, causing a small stream of pre-come to run out and onto her hand. She licked it up as I bent down to kiss her again. We tumbled together to the ground where I pulled off her bikini bottom and dove into her wet pussy. Our bodies slithered easily against each other as the sweat lubricated us, and I tasted salty perspiration mixed with her love juices. I entered her from on top and pushed so hard that I could hear her ass tearing the grass. I was about to come like never before, but she told me not to.

  Instead, she instructed me to sit up and lean back against the shed. “Scoot closer to me,” she demanded. As I did so, she swallowed my throbbing member into her mouth so far I thought she would choke. She reached under my balls and began rubbing the sweat around and toward my asshole. Then, with a sudden push, her sweaty finger slid into my ass. She developed an unbelievable rhythm, sucking my cock and pushing her finger slowly in and out of my butt. I was delirious.

  As I pushed my dick into her face, I wanted more of her finger in my ass. But when I pushed my ass down further onto her finger, my cock slid away from her mouth! The exquisite joy and tension were driving me crazy! My own pumping got faster, until Gillian knew the moment was near. Watching her suck me, with one hand on my pole and the other on her clit, sent me into ecstasy. I told her I was going to come, and she pulled my cock out of her mouth to watch. I erupted with a thousand pounds of pressure per square millimeter.

  Come went everywhere! There is nothing remarkable about my prick, but when I shoot it seems like it will never end. That had been true since I first masturbated, and still is today. After a few jets, Gillian tried to swallow the rest of my cream, but it just kept going, and when she pulled my penis out again, still spasming and dribbling, she grinned and giggled like a little kid.

  After resting her cheek on my spent rod, she reached up to offer me a gentle kiss. I had tasted my own come once before, but this time it was much more salty because of the sweat. Gillian and I lay together awhile before noticing that we were covered with grass stains and come. Then we heard a car in the driveway in front of her house. Gillian kissed me and ran into the house naked. As I quickly put my shorts back on, I looked up to see her wave from her upstairs bathroom window before jumping into the shower.

  Then I noticed something else. On the opposite end of the upstairs level was a full-length window in a separate bedroom. Gillian’s nineteen-year-old brother was standing there with his pants down to his knees pulling on his pecker. Evidently he had been watching us the whole time, and was now so involved in his own fantasy that he hadn’t noticed that we were finished. I watched as he exploded come on the window, then I snuck away.

  Gillian and I had other adventures, which I’ll relate in later letters.—H.P., Sarasota, Florida

  ONE-WOMAN LEAGUE OF NATIONS OFFERS MORE THAN HANDS ACROSS THE WATER

  My wife Allison and I are avid readers of Penthouse Letters. We’ve recently developed a hobby which may be of interest to your readers. In brief, this hobby consists of her seeing, from amongst her lovers, how many countries she can collect.

  Allison is a gorgeous blonde who sticks out in back and front in an enticing way. We have been very happily married for eight years. Our sex life at first was outstanding, but over time it gradually deteriorated. For some time, we had discussions as to what to do about this. Finally, Allison suggested that what she needed was more variety in her sex life. I agreed that it would be good to try this out, even though she wouldn’t agree to my following the same course of action.

  My wife works in an office where there are many visitors from other countries. It seemed the ideal setup for our new hobby. The male visitors are all capable, sophisticated gentlemen, generally without any accompanying spouse, who have an appreciation for good-looking girls and a desire for blonde Americans and their sexual favors. In addition, they stay at elegant hotels, which are quite suitable for extramarital sex events. The fact that these eligible studs are here for only short periods of time eliminates the problem of possible long-term emotional attachment.

  So, we began the “foreign assistance project,” and it has turned out to be a huge success. A little flirtation from Allison almost always brought forth an invitation for dinner and a few drinks afterward. This would be followed inevitably by an invitation to the stud’s bedroom, with invariably interesting results.

  In the first year of the game, Allison chalked up the following countries for her collection: Canada, Costa Rica, Ecuador, France, Honduras, India, Ireland, Japan, Liberia, Nigeria, Russia and Saudi Arabia. She had many exciting experiences, and even learned some new tricks, which happily she shared with me in both words and action. For example, there were some interesting variations of cunt-eating from the French entry, some new twists in the cocksucking field from a Saudi prince, and a new position for fucking from the Honduran.

  Allison’s goal is to be sucked and fucked by macho guys from at least half the countries in the United Nations. In any event, our sex life has been greatly enhanced—my wife’s by the additional and greatly varied activity, and mine by the terrific improvement in our joint lovemaking, as well as the thrill of hearing about her sexual exploits with so many different men. The only problem is that I can’t get her to permit me to undertake a similar project. However, I’m trying hard to convince her, and very much hope that I’ll soon be successful.—L.L., New York, New York

  THE BIGGER THE BETTER, SAYS ONE WOMAN WHO HAS BEEN THERE

  I’ve seen in many sex surveys the question of whether women prefer large penises to smaller ones. For my part, there’s no question. I prefer the big ones.

  Several years ago I met Georgie at a going-away party for one of my coworkers. He was slightly younger than I am, tall and slender, with a dazzling smile.

  Georgie and I hit it off immediately, and by the end of our second date I knew that I would be sleeping with him. To skip the preliminaries, we ended up at his place. After some kissing, he removed my top and began to gently suck on my nipples. He then moved further and started to caress my moist pussy. I was getting hotter by the minute. When he finally moved between my legs and started licking me out, I came within seconds. Georgie was patient, though, and ate me to two more fantastic orgasms before coming up for air.

  I felt that I should do something to return the favor so I began to remove his pants, which of course he had no objection to. When I finally grasped
his cock in the dim light, I thought to myself, this can’t be real. I couldn’t see exactly how big it was, but I could definitely tell it was bigger than any cock I had held before. I couldn’t even get my hand around it. I did my best to give him a good sucking, but it consisted mainly of licking the shaft and the underside of his balls. After several minutes of my eager if unsuccessful attempts, Georgie suggested that I lie down.

  I was a little apprehensive at first, but when I felt the bulbous cockhead touch my pussy lips I knew that I wanted it all inside me. Georgie rubbed his monster at the entrance of my cooze for a minute, then started to make his entry. As his cock slowly nudged forward I could feel my pussy stretch to let him inside. He wasn’t even fully inside when I felt a climax building. I came once very powerfully, and then began a succession of what I can only describe as miniorgasms. After about every fifth miniorgasm I would have another huge one. And he wasn’t even all the way in yet! Finally Georgie got all the way inside me, and truly gave me one of the best fucks I’ve ever had. He pumped in and out with a steady rhythm that rolled me from one orgasm to another.

  When he finally came he was so deep inside that I could feel his boner twitching and spurting his load. We lay still for several minutes, and even after he had stopped coming I had another climax.

  The next morning in full light I was able to really take a look at that monster, and was truly amazed to discover that it was even bigger than I had thought. I once measured it at just under eleven inches long and five inches around. One time I climaxed a total of twenty-three times with the help of Georgie and his fabulous tool.

  We continued to see each other for several months, until Georgie was transferred across the country. I’ve heard that he is married now, and I can’t help but be a little jealous of his wife and the great sex she’s having with him. I have been with a few other men since Georgie, but none has ever been able to drive me the way he could.