Letters to Penthouse XXXXII

by Penthouse International

  He sucked at her other breast, and then held her close, rubbing his pelvis into hers. I wanted to release the full erection his pants hid, to hold its throbbing length. My engorged clit was demanding attention, and I tweaked it between my thumb and forefinger, building the tingle into a searing wave. I wanted his cock in me, and I fumbled in my purse for my trusty vibrator, sliding it into me but afraid to turn it on, lest its buzzing disturb my quarry.

  They obviously felt a similar urge, for he unbuckled his belt, then pushed up her skirt over her long, beautiful legs, kissing his way down her thighs before returning to her breasts as she undid his fly. I looked around, but the area was deserted. I bit my lip as I worked the shaft of the vibrator in and out of me and played with my aroused nipples, wishing his tongue and his cock were taking pleasure in me.

  They were naked in the moonlight, her satiny thighs and his long, lean muscles gleaming. His cock was magnificently erect as she reached for it. With my own orgasm building, I strained to watch as she began to pump his massive organ. I wanted to see him come, to have him in my mouth, to swallow his jism. The lucky woman sank to her knees and took him in her mouth as I sped up the rhythm of my finger and dildo fucking, my mouth watering as she swallowed his shaft.

  I began to come, the fire rising like mist. I slipped out the vibrator and inserted my fingers, wanting the feel of flesh on flesh. I was quaking, coming constantly. The man’s hips bucked, and I heard him moan as he shot his load into her throat. She took most of it and then pulled free, letting the rest of it arc into the moonlight. He sank to the ground as she licked him clean, making me crouch lower to see them.

  She gently massaged him back to hardness, whispering in his ear and kissing his face until he pulled her down and buried his face between her legs. I stifled a moan as I thought of his breath on my clit, and I spread my legs wide in my leafy shelter, rubbing myself to a frenzy as he tongued her clit. She pushed upward to meet his tongue, clearly coming again and again. I held my labia open as I rubbed myself madly, silently begging him to fuck her.

  At that moment she urged him upward and flipped over onto her hands and knees, shoving her ass in the air. He knelt behind her and ran his cockhead down her slit, lubricating it with her nectar. She grabbed at the grass as he slid into her, stroking faster and faster, his balls slapping her thighs, until they both came with a guttural cry.

  My overpowering orgasm nearly made me shriek and give away my secret. With fingers buried in my cunt, I groaned as he thrust into her in one final, pounding spasm, and my own body shook to the core. They collapsed and lay together whispering for a long time as I came down shakily from my orgasm.

  Stealthily setting my clothes to rights, I backed away, out of the bushes, throwing the spent lovers a kiss and silently wishing them well.

  —Ms. C.S., Evanston, Illinois

  Four Grad Students School Themselves in Sensual Pleasure

  The first thing I thought of when I opened the invitation to my college reunion was my introduction to group sex. It took place my last year in grad school, and it was the wildest time I’ve ever known.

  June, Mitchell, Lara, and I grew up together in a small town in Oklahoma. Once we hit our early twenties, June and Mitchell became an item, as did Lara and I. While attending both college and grad school, the four of us shared a two-bedroom apartment a few blocks from campus.

  It was our last year in grad school, and on the night we received the grades from our final exams and discovered we had all passed, we decided to celebrate.

  The four of us sat around talking about our tough test questions and remembering old times. After years of being friends, a certain intimacy existed between us, and that night it erupted into full-fledged sexual tension. It started about the time that Lara said, “Gee, this may be one of the last times the four of us are together like this for a while. Maybe we should do something… monumental, to make it a night to remember.”

  “We can always have an orgy,” Mitchell said, laughing. But his giggling subsided when he saw our serious faces and nervous glances. Then the room froze with silence.

  It was Lara who finally broke the ice. She leaned over to give me a kiss, rubbing my chest through my T-shirt until my nipples got hard. Moments later I could hear June and Mitchell smooching as well. The four of us had made out in cars together and had even made out on this same couch together, but we had never allowed our sex games to grow serious with the other couple present. I had a feeling, though, that tonight would be different.

  Sure enough, Lara broke away from our passionate kisses and lowered her head to my chest. She began to nibble and bite each nipple through my shirt. Immediately my breathing grew heavy and my cock became engorged. As Lara began lifting my shirt to smother my chest with kisses, I glanced over at Mitchell and June. I was quite surprised to see that they were already fondling one another.

  My attention went back to Lara when she reached down to tease my member through my jeans. She quickly unbuckled my belt, unzipped my fly and began stroking my cock. At the same time I could hear Mitchell removing June’s shirt and bra (I could identify the sound of a bra being unsnapped in my sleep!). Knowing that June’s breasts were bare, I had to peek over. After seeing June in a bathing suit, I had always wondered where her tan stopped, and I quickly learned that it didn’t—her large breasts were as bronze as her beautiful face.

  Following my buddy’s lead, I slid my hands into Lara’s blouse and unhooked her bra. I began to massage her milky-white globes and pinch her nipples, watching as they swelled and hardened under my touch. Lifting her arms, Lara slid out of her shirt and then placed my cock between her breasts so I could titty-fuck her. I watched as my shaft slid along Lara’s cleavage, her large breasts seeming to swallow up my cock.

  The friction of her breast flesh massaging my cock, and the view of June deep-throating Mitchell a few feet away, had me more turned on than ever. I was amazed at how June swallowed Mitchell’s cock to the point that his balls were on her chin!

  Lara pumped my cock between her breasts for a little while longer, but sensing my impending orgasm, she began to remove the rest of her clothes. When naked, she lowered her moist pussy down onto my swollen member, cooing as my thick shaft filled her up. She began to ride me, gradually increasing the tempo, and before long I exploded inside her tight cunt. Seconds later I heard Mitchell groaning as he pumped a load into June’s mouth. I watched as she lapped up every last drop of his semen.

  Mitchell and I had to lie back momentarily to catch our breath, but apparently our horny little lovers couldn’t wait. In seconds they were in each other’s arms, kissing and fondling each other. I watched as Lara’s fingers found their way inside June’s sopping cunt, and in a matter of seconds my cock, and Mitchell’s, too, was rigid once again.

  Mitchell and I moved in closer to the girls, wanting to be part of the action. Reluctantly the girls separated—but before I could even bring Lara to me, she was bending down in front of Mitchell and fondling his cock. I watched in amazement as she began swirling her tongue around his cockhead, sliding it under the edge of his purple knob. She took him in slow, then began sucking his cock in a way I knew from experience was sure to get him off quickly.

  When June dropped to the floor on hands and knees and began greedily lapping at Lara’s exposed cunt, I joined the fun, lining my cock up with June’s exposed pussy. She pushed back to accept my throbbing prick, her hot juices oozing onto my balls as she moaned in ecstasy.

  I grabbed her ass as I fucked her, becoming more and more turned on by the sight of her shapely buns. Inspired, I pulled out of her pussy and slipped my slick cock between the cheeks of her ass. Pushing back, she eased the tip of my rod into her puckered hole. The sensation of her tight anus sucking in my shaft while Lara devoured another man’s cock brought me to the brink, and I quickly spewed my hot load into June’s rear canal.

  After a trip to the bathroom to wash up, I returned to the sofa to watch the girls team up on Mitchell. Lara recli
ned on the floor while Mitchell slid his cock into her wet pussy. June perched herself on her knees behind Mitchell, wet her index finger and began teasing Mitchell’s ass. I watched Mitchell’s pupils dilate when June first eased her finger into his anus. I remember wondering which he enjoyed more—pumping Lara or having his ass penetrated by June.

  He moaned loudly as June fingered his asshole, first with one finger, then two and even three. Spurred on by these twin pleasures, Mitchell sped up his humping, pummeling Lara like a madman. She began to scream as she came, clutching the carpet until Mitchell pulled out and shot his come all over her torso.

  With Mitchell spent, the girls returned to me. June’s soft lips brushed against mine before she slipped her warm tongue into my mouth. Lara immediately dove for my cock. I bucked my hips to push my cock farther into Lara’s mouth. I had never had two women before, so the pleasure was almost more than I could take. When Lara slid her finger deep into my ass, I immediately exploded like never before. My beautiful girlfriend released her mouth from my cock so I could cream all over her face.

  We fucked and sucked for most of the night, and then fell asleep on the living room floor.

  Long before that night we had all begun searching for our own apartments and jobs. Unfortunately, the “real world” led us all our separate ways. Hopefully my old friends will show up at this reunion—and maybe, just maybe, we can relive that momentous evening.

  —Mr. M.B., Stillwater, Oklahoma

  The Joys of Jell-O

  I would like to share an experience which my girlfriend, Susie, and I had while we were both attending a large Midwestern university. We were living together at the time in a nice house that had a fireplace.

  One night, after an hour or so of petting and necking, I saw a devilish glow in Susie’s eyes. I asked her what was on her mind, and she said she had something to discuss. We had always been open with one another, and with the fire glowing behind her beautiful blonde hair, and her shirt open to the waist revealing her pert breasts with erect nipples, she had my complete attention.

  Susie snuggled up close and, after releasing my throbbing member from my jeans, stroked me to full splendor. She nibbled on my ear and whispered that she wanted me to help her fulfill a long-held fantasy. Whatever it was, I was ready, willing and able. I said sure, and Susie dropped to her knees and sucked my pulsating dick until I exploded joyously in her mouth.

  Then she told me her fantasy. She wanted to be totally submerged in Jell-O. I found this quite humorous, but I was ready for anything, and I did promise to help her realize her dream. I volunteered to go out to the all-night grocery and told Susie to boil as much water as she could. I came back with an entire case of cherry Jell-O, and we began.

  Our first try was unsuccessful, since the water never chilled enough in the tub. So we figured out that we had to make the Jell-O in the refrigerator first and then transfer it to the tub, where carefully, I covered her lovely body with cherry Jell-O. Then I dove in to join her.

  The bathroom was lit by soft candlelight, and her body took on a reddish tint. I drove my cock like a periscope through the Jell-O. Finally, passion got the better of me, and I ate my way through the Jell-O to my real dessert, which was waiting between Susie’s spread legs.

  I enjoyed the fantasy as much as Susie did, and afterward we had the greatest sex ever. Since that night, we have tried the lime, orange, and grape flavors. It is a bit sticky and messy afterward, but a good long shower together makes it the perfect after-dinner treat.

  —Mr. P.G., Indianapolis, Indiana

  College Senior Initiates Virgin Freshman into the Wonders of Sex

  Unlike most of my classmates, until recently, I was extremely inexperienced when it came to sex—that is to say, I was a virgin. I’d gone on my share of dates and made out with guys, but I was focused on my studies and never had a serious boyfriend, so even though I was desperately curious about sex, I’d never managed to go all the way. This put me at a disadvantage when I finally got to college last fall, and I felt a bit socially inept. I worried that any guy I met would laugh at me for not knowing what to do in bed. This feeling gnawed at me until I met Jeff, who’s a senior and now my boyfriend.

  I met him while working on the school paper, and he kindly took me under his wing. Everyone else seemed too busy to help me. As we worked together, Jeff and I became close friends. He was a great sounding board as I adapted to being away from home, and I found myself gradually becoming more and more attracted to him. I’d lie in bed at night and find that I couldn’t sleep, and my pussy was simply aching to be touched. Even though I’d never been much of a masturbator, my nightly ritual became one of stroking myself to a powerful climax as I envisioned Jeff’s sexy body atop me, his cock sliding into my cunt.

  This made it more than a little challenging to work so closely with him. Every time his fingers brushed against my arm or he leaned in close to show me how to do the typesetting, I felt my face turn red, my nipples harden and my pussy churn. I figured it wouldn’t be long before he noticed. Sometimes it seemed like he was interested, too, but most of the time things were strictly professional between us.

  At the end of last semester, at our wrap party, Jeff cornered me and took my hands in his. “Laura, I have to tell you something. I can’t stop thinking about you. I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable while we were working together on the paper, but I’m attracted to you. Will you go out with me?” It was all I could do not to leap up and throw my legs around him!

  “Jeff,” I said, laughing and launching into my own confession, “I’ve been lusting after you since we first met. I didn’t know what to say to you. And also,” I continued, hesitating slightly, “well, there’s something you should know, and I’m not sure how you’ll react—I’m a virgin. I’ve never had sex before, but I want to—with you.”

  I really didn’t know what he’d think; surely he’d been with plenty of hot girls who were fabulous in bed, and I didn’t want him to be disappointed. But my sweet Jeff simply took me in his arms and gave me a bear hug, tightening his hold on me until my chest was crushed against his. Then he let up a little and stroked my long, brown hair while I buried my face in his fuzzy sweater. “Laura, that’s not something to be ashamed of. I’m honored you’d want me to be your first,” he said. “In fact, while I do want to take you on a formal date, what I’d really like to do is take you home with me tonight,” he concluded.

  I knew he lived alone off campus, and suddenly I couldn’t think of anywhere I’d rather be than naked in his bed. Without even bothering to say good-bye to our friends, I tugged him toward the door. “Let’s go,” I said, my whole body urgently aroused at the idea of finally getting to see and feel his cock.

  We practically ran across campus and down the few blocks to his apartment. I’d never been there before, but I had pictured him there in many of my nighttime fantasies. I didn’t have much time to take in my surroundings, however, because Jeff whisked me into his bedroom. I was pleasantly surprised to find his room was not the cluttered mess I’d feared, neat yet still representative of his unique taste, with movie posters and modern artwork. He gingerly laid me down on my back and began lightly stroking me all over, his fingers trailing up my legs then over to my breasts. Instead of immediately undressing me, he pinched my nipples through my shirt, making me yearn for more direct contact. When I reached for his dick, he pushed my hands up over my head. “You look so sexy like that, Laura,” he said, his voice husky when he spoke my name.

  Then his mouth dipped down and plucked at my hard nubs through the layer of fabric, his teeth fastening around one pebbled bead at a time as he made my pussy throb. I moaned, longing to touch myself but holding out because I knew he wanted my arms above my head. Being told what to do was a new sensation for me, and I found myself responding immediately, my pussy tightening as he tasted and touched me all over. Only when Jeff had surveyed my entire body did he begin removing my clothes. He seemed to be taking his sweet time, even though I c
ould see the outline of his cock in the front of his pants. My lips longed to take his warm length into my mouth; I was desperate to get my first taste of real, live cock.

  Jeff looked at me as he lifted my shirt over my head, my nipples peeking over the edges of my lacy bra. “You’re even sexier than I pictured,” he said as he took off my skirt and panties, leaving me totally naked.

  “Have you been thinking about me naked?” I asked. “Because I’ve been having some dirty dreams about you,” I said, emboldened by his obvious appreciation of my curves.

  He quickly stripped down so he was naked, too, then climbed on top of me so I could feel his hardness against my sex. “And what, my sexy little virgin, were you thinking about in those dreams?” He pressed against me, rubbing his dick against my wetness, and I moaned before I answered.

  “This,” I said simply. “Your cock inside me—you fucking me.” I’d never said anything like that to a guy before, and I found that the words turned me on even more.

  But nothing could have prepared me for that first magical moment as Jeff slowly slid his cockhead between my waiting pussy lips. I’d dreamt and rhapsodized about this very act probably hundreds of times, but the feel of his cock as it pressed into my virgin cunt was amazing. My lips were slick, my wetness easing his passage. “How does that feel?” he asked, his concern evident from his tone.

  “Good, I want more,” I said as I got used to the sensation. I tentatively brought my legs up around his waist, still adjusting to having something other than my fingers pressing into my pussy. Jeff was a wonderful lover, not slamming into me, but taking his time, slowly easing his long shaft in and out of my pussy as the ripples of pleasure washed over me.