Penthouse Uncensored V

by Penthouse Uncensored V (Letters to Penthouse IX

  “Did you like what you saw this afternoon?”

  I was shocked and must have turned red.

  “I know you were watching and it was a real turn-on,” she continued. “I could see you in my mirror, after all.” She smiled.

  Cindy came back to the table at about the same time the coffee arrived. Eunice, without batting an eye, looked at Cindy, saying, “Your husband had quite a treat today. I suppose he told you all about it?”

  Cindy smiled sweetly. “He told me everything, and in great detail.”

  “Are you angry or jealous?” Eunice asked.

  “No, I just wish I had been there to watch,” Cindy responded. “But—” and she smiled as brightly as I’d ever seen her smile, “I got my reward afterward.”

  We drank our coffee and I wondered what was next to come (or who, maybe).

  Finally Eunice suggested that we go back to her room for an after-dinner drink and some fun and games. I started to say that we weren’t into that, but Cindy interrupted to say that it sounded like a great idea.

  I was absolutely dumbfounded, but also horny as hell about what might be ahead during this evening. I paid the bill and we headed back to the inn. Needless to say my cock was very ready, willing, and able. But I wondered about Cindy and her ability to handle something like this. But I was to find out that not only could she handle it, she relished the touch of another woman.

  When we got to Eunice’s room, she begged us to make ourselves comfortable while she poured three small glasses of what she called her liqueur. I sipped it and noticed it had a distinctive licorice flavor. Shortly afterward she asked me to sit in a chair in the corner of the room while she acquainted herself a little better with Cindy. I expected an interesting show.

  My wife, I noticed, seemed to be in almost a trance. She watched Eunice through half-closed eyes. I sat in the chair and watched Eunice as she slowly, ever so slowly, began to seduce my wife. She stroked Cindy gently on the shoulders, on the breasts, up and down her legs. As she did, she kept whispering things in Cindy’s ear and putting light kisses on Cindy’s neck, ears, and lips.

  After a few minutes of this foreplay, Eunice began to undress Cindy slowly and seductively. Soon my wife stood before us, clad only in panties and bra. Eunice continued and gently pulled down Cindy’s panties and undid her bra. As she did this, Eunice lightly brushed her lips and tongue on my wife’s cunt lips. Cindy shuddered in anticipation. Finally Eunice had my wife on her back on the bed. Her legs were splayed, her cunt was open and her eyes were shut. Eunice disrobed and I was treated to one of the most delightful bodies I had ever seen. Her breasts were not large, but were perfectly shaped and firm. The cunt that I had watched earlier in the day was even more beautiful up close. I had the intimation I was going to see the most erotic event of my entire life.

  Eunice went to work on Cindy’s cunt: licking it, sucking it, gently finger-fucking it. Every so often, she would reach up and tweak Cindy’s tits. It didn’t take long for my wife to have her first of many orgasms. If I’d been blind I’d have heard and recognized her gasping and climactic cries. Fortunately I could see, and savored the sight of my wife vibrating with erotic pleasure.

  Needless to say, I was hard as a rebar and I found some relief in opening my fly to release my stalk from its uncomfortable confinement. Eunice whispered something to Cindy and the next thing I knew they were in a 69 position across the bed. Eunice was on top facing me as they began the session, sucking and licking each other’s cunt.

  Eunice would look up occasionally and give me an almost lewd smile as she brought my wife off again and again. I noticed the skill and dexterity that she applied with tongue and fingers as she stroked, pulled, spread and fingered Cindy’s cunt lips. She had my wife’s clit at full attention and fully engorged. I could hear the sounds of my wife’s mouth against Eunice’s pussy. The two women had brought themselves to a state of sexual frenzy.

  Suddenly, Eunice took her mouth off my wife and in a very excited tone said that she, Eunice, wanted to get fucked by me while she, Cindy, licked my cock.

  She motioned me over to the bed. My clothes were off in no time and I took a position behind Eunice.

  Looking down, I could see Cindy’s face looking up from underneath Eunice’s pussy. I entered Eunice easily because of Cindy’s work on her.

  Hers was a heavenly cunt, tight and responsive to my thrusts. I could feel Cindy’s tongue along the underside of my shaft as I ran it in and out of Eunice’s magnificent love tunnel. Cindy’s face was coated with cunt juice that freely flowed from the lovely crater of Eunice’s femininity.

  Once I had entered Eunice, she returned to her work on my wife. We were in a classic threesome.

  Try as I might, I couldn’t hold back my orgasm. Eunice sensed it and my wife knew by my throbbing member that I was close. We climaxed together, the three of us.

  After we had all calmed down, we disengaged. Eunice looked at us, eyes shining with enthusiasm, and said that the fun had just begun.

  The balance of the evening we spent fucking, sucking and fingering in every conceivable manner. I guess the ultimate was Eunice’s convincing Cindy to let me fuck her in the ass while Eunice did me with a strap-on dildo. Cindy and I had never done anal, but with a few more glasses of the love elixir and preliminary entry with anal probes, my wife and I were ready for the great adventure—two links in a daisy chain.

  The next morning, we joined Eunice for breakfast and she announced, to our dismay, that she was about to be heading up north. At the same time, she asked if we were interested in meeting again at a different location and we readily agreed. After we said goodbye, Cindy and I wondered if she would indeed make contact with us again. Then, last week, we were thrilled to get a letter from Eunice. Now, the two of us are looking forward to meeting her this summer on beautiful old Cape Cod!—T.L., Toledo, Ohio

  WHEN SHE WANTS HER PORN VIDEO DREAMS TO COME TRUE, SHE HEADS FOR BOB

  I’m married to a beautiful woman. Her body is perfect. She works out five days a week and men often stare at her strong legs and firm breasts. This used to bother me because I was jealous, but over time I came to see their attention as a compliment. Eventually I started asking her to dress to attract the stares of other men, and eventually, she too came to enjoy the stares.

  There is nothing more exciting to me than watching Trudy’s beautiful body respond to sexual pleasure. Over the years, my quest to please her had brought us up to a number of sexual plateaus.

  The first device I introduced to our lovemaking was an egg-shaped vibrator. Trudy was reluctant to try it because she’d had few sexual experiences before she met me and was very conservative in the bedroom. However, she soon came to enjoy the intense sensation the vibrator gave her as I ate her and inserted it into her cunt or pressed it against her asshole.

  Over time we experimented with a number of sex aids. Looking for something new to try, I introduced adult films into our lovemaking.

  The first tape I rented was awful. On my next trip to the video store, I rented four different movies and copied onto tape only the scenes featuring attractive couples performing straight sex. After what had happened with the first movie it took some convincing to get my wife to give it another try. We watched the tape with the volume off while I fucked her from behind and rubbed her clit with my thumb.

  This time, her eyes didn’t leave the television set, and by the end of the second scene she was rocking her hips to an amazing orgasm. Seeing her get off like this had me shooting my load shortly after she shot hers.

  As time went on, I learned which videos to rent, based on the producer or the actors. One thing I noticed when Trudy watched, she really got a thrill from the well-built, good-looking guys in the videos. One night I rented a film and was fingering and fucking her from behind as we enjoyed the first scene. Trudy’s eyes were like golf balls watching the second scene, where a beautiful girl ended up in bed with two good-looking guys. Halfway through the scene, the girl ended up on al
l fours, blowing one guy while getting fucked from behind by the other. Trudy went crazy, really apeshit! She started grinding against me wildly while taking two of my fingers into her mouth as if she were giving them a blowjob, the whole time not taking her eyes from the video.

  As I said, nothing makes me happier than seeing my wife get off. This started to give me further ideas.

  One night, before we started to have sex, I asked her what her fantasies were. She said something about sex on the beach, a typical answer. She then asked me what my fantasy was. I told her that it was to watch her get a hot oil massage from a handsome, well-built man who would masturbate her until orgasm.

  She was amazed and a little upset by this. She wanted to know how I could stand to let her be with another man. I explained to her that I was not jealous and that allowing another man to turn her on would not be any different from using a vibrator or X-rated video to get herself, or myself, off. She said she couldn’t understand, but the lovemaking that immediately followed was glorious.

  From time to time I brought up the subject of another partner while we were fucking. I would say, “I would love to fuck you while you blow some hot guy,” and this would always make her hotter, but beyond moaning, she would never say anything in return. Whenever we would talk about it outside of our lovemaking she would always say she would never be able to do it.

  I was just about to give up on the idea when I noticed she kept mentioning a guy who worked in the same office building. She kept saying there was a dentist named Bob who worked on the next floor up from her private office, and that he was always checking her out. I wasn’t sure if she was hinting at something or if he was just some slob who kept bothering her, so I asked her if he was.

  Her reply was, “No, he’s not bothering me. Actually, he’s real good-looking. He definitely works out.”

  During our next lovemaking session I told her that I wanted to fuck her while she sucked Bob’s cock. Trudy came so hard she almost passed out. I kept repeating my wish to her through her orgasm.

  The next night I told her that I really wanted it to happen, that I wanted to pleasure her with another man. Again I assured her that I wouldn’t be any more jealous than I would be of her getting off on a vibrator or a man in an X-rated movie. I told her that if she said no, I wouldn’t bother her with it again (though I wondered if I could keep that promise).

  Trudy replied that she would be too nervous, especially with me present. I then told her that to ease into it, she could experiment with another man without me present, but that I didn’t want her to fuck or blow him. After a little more coaxing she said that since I wanted so much for her to do so, she would try it for me.

  With that, we decided it would be Bob from her office building and that she would tell me all about it when she got home the next evening. So the next morning, Trudy went to her office dressed in a short but not slutty black skirt, tight zipped sweater and black three-inch heels that accentuated her cute ass. Her tan legs are flawless, so she didn’t need stockings.

  That evening, she lay naked next to me and told me what had happened. As she told me, I fingered her pussy, which was wetter and more slippery than I’d ever remembered its being.

  Trudy said that she timed her entrance into the building so she would walk in with Bob. As Bob and she walked in, he was trying not to be obvious about checking her out, but couldn’t conceal his curiosity. As she entered her office on the first floor she asked him if he could change a fluorescent bulb that building maintenance hadn’t gotten to in a week. He said he could, but that he had to open up his office. He’d be back in about two hours. Trudy said that she was so turned on by the anticipation that her underpants got wet.

  When Bob came in she was bent over, pretending to be getting something out of a closet. When she turned around he was actually blushing. Bob then pulled a chair beneath the light and stood on it to open the fixture. As he did, Trudy stood just inches from him and put her hands on the outside of his thighs as if to make sure he wouldn’t fall. When she did this, she took a sly look at his crotch and saw that a bulge was forming thereunder. She then looked up and saw Bob was looking down at her, hopeful that this was going to turn out to be more than an embarrassing situation for him.

  Trudy, still staring him in the eyes, moved her hand to the swell in his pants and felt his cock through the fabric. Bob let out a groan of pleasure. She said at this point her knees were actually weak as she felt the outline of another man’s penis in her hand. She then turned and told him to follow her from the sitting area to her office. She locked the door behind them.

  Trudy told him that she wouldn’t fuck or blow him but wanted to jerk him off, and that he could touch her any way he wanted to. Bob then raised her sweater, exposing her tanned, firm tits. Bob sucked each tit in turn, making her nipples long and hard. Trudy has unusually long nipples and when sucked to full length they are a mind-blowing sight. Bob then slowly pulled her skirt and panties down. He then stepped back to admire her perfect ass and long legs as she stood there in only her black heels, her panties at her ankles. Slipping off his clothes, he pressed against her and softly ran his hands along her legs, cupping each ass-cheek as a concluding gesture. He delicately traced his fingertips down her neck to her arms, breasts and belly, then lingered on her smooth inner thighs.

  She said the sensations were incredible as she stood in the middle of her office exposed, legs slightly spread. She was covered with goose bumps from Bob’s erotic touch. Her nipples became so full of blood they went from pink to brick-colored—and were, incidentally, hard as brick. The desire to have her cunt pleasured— she knew her labia must be swollen with blood also—was overwhelming.

  Bob then lifted her onto her work table, gently pulled her knees up, and buried his face in her cunt. His tongue left no part of her sex unexplored. It swirled and darted before finding a perfect rhythm on her clit. Trudy’s wetness and Bob’s saliva trickled and dripped to form a puddle on her work table. He brought her to three powerful orgasms with his expert tongue.

  Trudy told Bob to stand up. She proceeded to rub her sweaty body against his. She rubbed her tits over his muscular chest, belly and thighs, savoring the gorgeous contours of his body, which looked as if it had been chiseled by a great Greek sculptor.

  Then she turned and, using her hot ass, rubbed his cock and balls a couple of times. His dick slipped between her ass cheeks and glided along her silky pussy lips, the soft head of his cock massaging her clit. On the verge of fucking him, she pulled away. Unable to resist taking his hard-on in her mouth, she turned, got down on her knees and, in a frenzy, sucked and licked his cock.

  She said the feel of her new lover’s shaft on her tongue and lips and poking into her throat made her delirious. Bob quickly started to moan and buck as Trudy flattened her tongue out on the bottom of his penis and bobbed steadily, using long, deep back-and-forth strokes.

  Feeling his cock on the verge of orgasm, she maintained a firm but gentle hand on his balls while sliding the fingers of her other hand between the firm cheeks of his ass. Bob then let out a long, deep moan as Trudy pressed her finger against his asshole.

  Thick jets of jism came coursing out of a body that could restrain orgasm no longer. She told me she had to swallow furiously lest his pearly fluid back up and spill from her mouth. She also said she wished I could have been there to see it.

  After Trudy told me all that, we had the best sex we’d had in years. After she came, she kept whispering to me, over and over, “I can’t wait until you fuck me while I’m sucking Bob’s cock!”

  The wait won’t be long!—K.L., Florissant, Missouri

  FIRST THE FAST FOOD, THEN THEY SPREAD THE SPECIAL SAUCE ON THEIR MEAT

  I have a great story. Hell, I have a great existence, one that’s bound up with the story. Permit me to explain.

  Several years ago, my wife and I built a new home in an exclusive development, one where the minimum building lot is an acre. The houses are well secluded, so much
so that no one can see who is pulling in or out of a neighbor’s driveway.

  I went into semi-retirement at age thirty-nine. I was extremely lucky, since I was able to start my own business and then sell it for a great deal of money while remaining a highly-paid consultant there. I am now forty-five, and it appears I’ll never have to work again.

  My wife, even though she doesn’t need to, still teaches. Our marriage is effectively over, but we remain together for the sake of the children. I believe she desires to work for her own pension, both of us knowing very well that once our last child enters college, we’ll probably get a divorce and go our separate ways.

  Anyway, on to the juicy parts. In our development, we’ve become involved with a social group that meets at a different house once a week, and a different restaurant, also weekly. The conversations are sometimes deep, mostly entertaining, but always safe. Most of the people in the group are older than we are, though not all of them.

  There are two absolute knockouts in our group. The first, Pia, is a voluptuous thirty-nine-year-old, a hard-bodied, divorced breathtaker. She and her ex never had children and she vowed she would remain childless. What they did have together was a chain of very successful businesses, of which she got half, and a huge house with a great view of the lake.

  There is another woman, Inez, forty-four and married. Though a mother of three, you’d better believe she has a phenomenally good body. I have always thought Inez might be a happily married woman, even though I have trouble believing there can be such a thing as a person who is happily married.