Letters to Penthouse XXXX

by Penthouse International

  It was now clear to all of us that this wasn’t just dancing. Helen stayed in Ray’s arms as a new song started up, and she appeared to have one hand in front of her, massaging his cock through his pants. Ray began to kiss her, keeping one hand firmly on her nearly bare ass while the other moved toward her breasts. When the long kiss broke, Ray turned Helen around so that she was facing Matt and me. He ground his crotch against her ass, openly fondling her body with both hands as we watched.

  Ray then asked Matt to come and help him. Helen smiled at Matt as he rose and came toward her. Matt gave her a brief hug, then stepped back and began to unbutton her blouse. He was eager, but also seemed to be savoring the action as each undone button uncovered more of Helen’s cleavage and the top of her bustier. Ray released her now to unhook and unzip her skirt. Helen joined in the fun by unbuttoning Matt’s shirt and undoing his belt. Matt removed Helen’s blouse and feasted his eyes on her sexy lingerie, while Ray gently slid her skirt over her thighs and down to her ankles. The hot pink lingerie made her look like a classy model.

  Ray knelt down, pulled Helen’s ass to his face, and began kissing and licking her shapely bottom. He worked one hand between her legs and was soon massaging her panty-clad mound. As Helen moaned softly, Matt removed his shirt and pants, and then embraced her, nuzzling his face in her exposed cleavage. Helen’s moans got louder, and she clutched at his shorts as his hands went to her shoulder straps and pulled them down, then pushed the bustier cups below her tits. He then focused on sucking and kissing those gorgeous tits, fondling one with his hand while his mouth was busy with the other.

  Meanwhile Ray was unhooking the garter straps that held Helen’s stockings in place, then removing her sandals and pulling the stockings down and off. Helen was definitely relishing the attention, squirming with pleasure as four hands and two mouths caressed her body. Ray undid the hooks on her bustier, and shortly she was clad only in her thong panties. For her part, Helen now had her hand inside Matt’s shorts and was doing her own fondling. Soon she had his fully erect cock out of his shorts, while Ray hastily removed his own pants and shirt.

  At this point I interjected, asking the group if they were ready to move into the bedroom. “Not yet,” Helen said breathlessly. “It’s time for a hot tub.” With that she scampered across the patio and climbed into the hot tub, still wearing only her panties. Ray and Matt both followed, removing their shorts as they climbed in, sitting on either side of Helen. I turned on the air jets in the spa as the three of them resumed their group grope.

  Ray asked Helen to stand up while he removed her panties. He then turned her to face him and had her climb onto him carefully, lowering her onto his cock. Helen moaned as Ray probed her depths. For the next 10 minutes he rocked her body back and forth, controlling her movements with his hands on her ass, while Matt kissed her and fondled her tits. Helen soon began to emit cries of passion, bouncing up and down and intensifying the depth of Ray’s penetration. Finally the two of them climaxed simultaneously, with Helen collapsing onto Ray’s chest.

  As Ray and Helen rested, Matt sat up on the edge of the hot tub, his cock standing at full mast, awaiting Helen’s attention. In a few moments my wife climbed off Ray’s body and positioned herself between Matt’s legs. She affectionately kissed and nibbled his cock before taking it in her mouth. For the next several minutes she pleasured Matt with her lips and tongue, her bare boobs floating enticingly just above the water level. As she continued to suck him, Ray recovered sufficiently to position himself behind her and begin fondling her pussy and ass. Helen was giving Matt a fantastic blowjob, taking a good part of his large cock down her throat while she was being pleasured by Ray’s fingers. In a few minutes Ray was hard again, and working his cock into Helen’s cunt from behind.

  This was the first time Helen had ever had two cocks in her at once, and she seemed to be relishing the experience. As Matt approached climax, Helen removed her mouth and finished him off with her hand, taking his come on her breasts as she pumped out several heavy streams. No sooner had Matt come than Ray began pounding Helen full force, ramming into her from behind, with his hands on her hips to increase the depth of his strokes. Helen was completely focused on being fucked, closing her eyes and arching her back, grunting and groaning with every thrust, her nipples fully aroused and her tits bouncing wildly, still covered with a shiny coat of Matt’s come. Ray, having already come once, was able to last longer on this second go-round and was giving Helen a hell of a ride. But finally he unleashed his second load of the night inside my wife’s hot cunt.

  After that the three of them, exhausted from both the hot sex and the hot tub, climbed into the pool to cool off. I brought them all fresh drinks, and Helen ordered me to strip and get in the pool with them, saying that she needed some fresh cock while the guys recuperated. Helen had clearly decided she was going to enjoy this little adventure!

  In the swimming pool Helen explained to the guys that it had been one of my fantasies to see her have sex with another guy. Tonight’s romp, she said, was a one-time event, and would have to serve as my birthday, Christmas, anniversary, and Father’s Day gift for the next three years. Given that, she wanted to know if there was anything else that I’d like to see, to complete this crazy fantasy.

  As the other guys grinned, I told her that I had a few ideas, but mostly I was wondering if there was anything in particular she’d like to do. Helen replied that as a matter of fact she had some very specific requests. She wanted to try out Matt’s larger cock in her cunt while Ray and I kissed her tits. And she thought it would be fun to have a pussy-licking contest to see who gave the best head. I then asked Matt and Ray if they had any special requests. Ray was hoping for a blowjob like the one Matt had received, while Matt said he’d love to see my wife do a sexy striptease. Helen said there was no reason we couldn’t do all those things before the night was over.

  After cooling off in the pool we all headed into the shower in the master bedroom. Matt and Ray soaped Helen up and had her squeaky clean in no time. She toweled off and said she was going to get dressed for that striptease. She gathered some lingerie and a skirt and blouse from the closet and headed to the guest room to get ready. The rest of us dried off also, and I found robes for the men. I made more drinks and put on some nice dance music. In a few moments Helen returned, swaying to the beat of the music. She had on a black leather miniskirt I hadn’t seen in years, a red satin blouse, black stockings, and high heels.

  We all hooted and hollered and cheered her on as she began doing a classic striptease. She first removed her blouse, revealing a sexy red lace bra that displayed her boobs to maximum advantage. The leather skirt was peeled off next, uncovering matching bikini panties and a black satin garter belt. The constant praise from Ray and Matt kept Helen motivated as she massaged her boobs and mound, and replied to their comments by saying that she couldn’t wait for some nice hard cock. The heels and stockings came off next, and then the garter belt. We were soon treated to the sight of those beautiful bare boobs again, and then finally she peeled off the flimsy panties, saying it was time to start that pussy-eating contest.

  Helen moved to the center of our king-size bed and ordered Matt to go first. As Matt moved between her legs, she smiled at Ray and said that this would be a good time to give him that blowjob he wanted.

  Matt was an experienced pussy eater, and had Helen moaning with pleasure after only a few minutes. As he sucked on her clit Helen had all she could do to keep working on Ray’s cock, and Ray finally pulled out to let her enjoy her impending orgasm. Matt then moved away and told Ray to continue where he’d left off. As Ray worked on Helen’s pussy he intensified the sensation by fingering her anus. Helen erupted in orgasm in a matter of minutes.

  Ray then called for me to take over. Helen seemed exhausted as I began to nibble away, but soon she began to get aroused again. She then called for Ray and Matt to position themselves so that she could play with their dicks. When she had pumped them both to full attent
ion, she announced that it was time to feel Matt’s big cock in her pussy. Matt climbed into the missionary position and promised Helen a great ride. He was soon slamming into her well-lubed pussy and making her cry out with pleasure, while Ray and I each feasted on one of her breasts, thus fulfilling her wish.

  Matt had great stamina, and kept on fucking her for a long time. Meanwhile Helen’s hands found Ray’s and my cock and began to jack us off. As we all neared climax Helen told us she wanted us all to come on her body, and she expected a full load from each of us. Helen had never liked me to come on her before, and yet here she was encouraging not only me but two other men to ejaculate on her beautiful body! Not that we needed much encouragement. I erupted first, splattering my jism all over Helen’s lovely bouncing boobs. Matt was next, pulling out of her cunt to unload onto her stomach and thighs, while Ray aimed for her mouth but managed to generously splatter her face.

  I had never seen Helen orgasm so hard or so long as she did then. Her come-covered body bucked and spasmed again and again, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath, and the sounds that came from her in between gasps were cries of pure animal ecstasy.

  The guys cleaned up in the shower, then got dressed and thanked us profusely as they headed for the door. When they were gone Helen kissed me passionately, saying, “God, I can’t believe I did that! I can’t believe how good it felt!”

  The next day Ray called and told me that we could come by and pick up the convertible anytime, as he and Matt had agreed that our offer was a fantastic deal. That afternoon Helen and I went to get the car, with Helen dressed in her pink outfit. The guys both grinned when they saw her, and as she signed the contract she told them that every time she drove that car she would remember the great night we had spent together.

  I told them that went double for me.

  —C.J., Lincoln, Nebraska

  Her Strange Desires Matched His Own—Or So He Thought

  All my life I have felt this wanton need to express my secret desires, this hunger for the fulfillment of my hidden needs. I longed for it, I craved it, and finally I felt I would stop at nothing to achieve it. And then I met Nina. She truly fulfilled my deepest cravings, and became the outlet I needed for what some would call my perversions.

  I was looking into the street from my second-story apartment window, as I did every night, when I saw her for the first time. I was struck by her sexuality. Even at that distance, it was as if her body screamed for discipline. After that I noticed her walking past my window about the same time every night, her sensual hips swaying, her breasts jiggling with every step. Her long lovely blond hair streamed over her shoulders, and when the light hit it, it seemed to light up like a flame. Her dark eyes appeared to gleam wickedly in the moonlight, and her full, bloodred lips, turned up in a knowing smirk, seemed molded from those of Aphrodite herself. Her body, slim where it should be and plump where plumpness was called for, was enough by itself to make a man come. And come I did. Every night when she walked past my window, I would jerk off, coming in hot spasms just at the sight of her, the idea of her. I knew that I had to have her.

  Considering her appearance and nightly walks, I figured her to be either a hooker on the stroll or a stripper working in one of the strip joints nearby. My apartment is not in the best of neighborhoods; it’s not an area where normal upstanding citizens would usually walk after dark. I had chosen this neighborhood for just that reason. Unlike most of the residents down here, I could afford to live anywhere I wanted. I chose this place because I liked it. And, especially now, considering my luscious find, I was very satisfied.

  Now that I had my objective in sight, I had to figure a way to be alone with her. Just the thought of it made me hard. I knew that I would have to stalk her first, to find out which club she worked in, or which corner she hung out on, if that was her thing. I sincerely hoped it was; that way I could easily buy her, and, I hoped, keep her.

  One night I dressed in my best black suit. I find that women love a man in a suit, especially a black one; the dark, mysterious quality draws them in. I am a very attractive man. I have dark hair and eyes and a hard body, and could easily be mistaken for an athlete. Considering my looks, one would never suspect the twisted desires lurking within.

  I waited at my window until I saw her pass by, and when she did I quickly left my apartment, descended the stairs, and stepped out onto the sidewalk. I could see her half a block ahead of me now, and I proceeded to follow her.

  The night air felt exceedingly pleasurable as I strolled down the street. There were no trash-barrel fires for the homeless in the alleyways tonight; the warm weather made that unnecessary. I could smell the distinct odor of pot smoke wafting from the open apartment windows along the street. I could hear the sounds of parties, of drunken arguments. I ignored it all, concentrating on following the vision in front of me.

  After walking for about two blocks I saw her go into a club. A flashing neon sign outside read: LIVE NUDE GIRLS! I knew the reputation of this place as not only a strip club, but a free-swinging place where anything went. I wondered if she actually worked there, or if perhaps she was there for her own pleasure. Needless to say, I went inside.

  The moment I walked through the door I recognized the smell of pussy, hot and wet and mixed with sweat. I walked slowly around the room to the bar. Some young guy with half a dozen body and facial piercings took my order. As I waited I looked around for my girl. On the stage a young black girl was on her knees, her shaved pussy being noisily eaten by another stripper, a Latino girl with large round tits. Some of the men around the stage were openly masturbating. I watched the black girl’s face, and I could see that she was about to come. Sweat was pouring off her body as she ground her crotch against the other girl’s mouth. The Latino girl’s face was covered with the black girl’s juices as she drove her tongue mercilessly into her cunt while nibbling and sucking on her clit.

  One of the men who was masturbating reached up with his free hand and started to rub the Latino girl’s pussy, which was so wet it was dripping down her thighs. His hand was immediately smacked away. It soon came up again, now holding a 20-dollar bill, and this time it was given full access to the girl’s pussy. Within minutes all three were coming in a chorus of moans and gurgles. When the show was over, both spent girls stood up and left the stage. The applause was deafening.

  Only after they left did I remember my drink. I picked up the glass and drank the watered-down liquor in one swig. My girl from the street was nowhere in sight, and I decided to take a look around the place.

  Off in one corner I could see a beaded doorway, and I knew I wanted to see what was going on in that room. When I approached it I was accosted by a big buff-looking man, who said, “Hey, buddy, if you want to play, you gotta pay. It’ll cost you a hundred dollars for an hour, take it or leave it.”

  l took it.

  As I walked into the room, all I could see were naked people fucking all around me. In one corner three very large and well-endowed black men were going at it with a tiny white girl. She could not have been any older than eighteen. One of the men was fucking her face, pounding himself into her little rosebud mouth so deeply that I could see her throat bulging with his cock. Another one was underneath her, fucking her little asshole, while the third was on top of her, ramming himself into her cunt. I watched as they worked her over. To my surprise, she seemed to be loving every minute of it. I wondered if she was really as young as she looked.

  Not far from them I saw three girls in a circle on the floor, noisily eating one another’s pussy, their bodies twisting, their crotches grinding in one another’s face. I noticed their rock-hard nipples and their squirming asses as they wantonly enjoyed themselves.

  All around me was flesh, naked, erotic, writhing flesh. My God, I was in heaven! I scanned the room for my girl, but could not locate her among any of the busy couples, trios, or groups doing their thing on the floor. Then, to my pleasure, I spotted her in a corner of the room. She was sitting al
one in a recliner chair, completely naked, watching the sexual goings-on around her and masturbating shamelessly with a tiny vibrator pressed to her clit. In fact, she was coming in hot wet spurts, staining the chair beneath her ass.

  In midorgasm she looked up, and our eyes met and locked. Some unseen force pulled me toward her. I walked right up to her, pulled the vibrator from her pussy, and replaced it with my hand. Then I knelt on the floor before her and began to eat her luscious pussy. She was so hot she nearly burned my mouth. I cleaned the come from her ass and thighs with my lips and tongue. Then I buried my face in her crotch, trying to get as much of her into my mouth as I could.

  I grabbed her thighs and pressed them back, opening her wide so I could devour her soft woman’s flesh. She was moaning loudly now, and her come squirted out into my mouth in hot, delicious gushes, I swallowed it all down.

  I moved up her body, licking and tasting her sweat-soaked flesh. Her tits were even better than I had hoped; large, round, and pointed, with rock-hard nipples begging for me to suck them. I tangled my fingers in her hair and gently pulled her up from her chair, our eyes locked. When I let her go she sank down to her knees. I undid my pants and she took my cock out and swallowed it down her throat.

  Oh, God, she felt so good! She sucked me, her full, tight lips pulling at my cock as if to drain it, sliding it in and out, in and out, her tongue working magic on my engorged male flesh. She brought me to the brink of climax before I pulled her off me.