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by Penthouse International


  Our cocks got hard in less than a second when we came upon her lying there. When she saw us she sat up, kind of startled, but then just smiled as she covered herself with her bikini top, not too hastily. She told us where the girls were, then invited us to stay awhile and keep her company. I told her we didn’t want to intrude on her nude sunbathing, but she said not to be silly, and then added that we’d probably wanted to see her big tits for a long time anyhow. I could only stare as she took her top back off and lay back down, her huge, marvelous tits right there in front of our eyes. I couldn’t believe how awesome they were.

  Luke and I just stood there, not knowing what to do, until Erin said that we might as well tan with her. At that point we rather awkwardly stripped down to our shorts, both of us with obvious hard-ons. I was very self-conscious, but so stimulated I didn’t care. When I looked over at Erin, I nearly came without even touching myself when I saw that she had now parted her legs, the puffiness of her pussy evident through her bikini bottoms. I was nearly ready to explode, and I could tell that Luke was, too.

  Erin now propped herself up on her elbows to look at us, and I saw an odd look in her eye. I suddenly realized what she was looking at when I noticed the tip of my cock sticking out above my shorts. I turned about three shades of red, but Erin just laughed and said that something must really look good to me.

  “Uh… yeah, kind of,” I stuttered.

  “Oh, yeah, more than kind of!” Luke chimed in.

  Erin laughed again. “Well,” she said then, “you guys know I’m here all alone today, and since you don’t have anything better to do…” she trailed off, looking at our crotches. Then she parted her legs even farther, and reached down to pull her bikini crotch aside. “Do you guys think I have a pretty pussy, too?” she asked. We nodded quickly. “Show me,” she commanded, and after a moment of hesitation we both took out our hard cocks.

  “Mmm, nice, just like I thought they’d be,” Erin said. She rubbed her pussy a little as we stroked our cocks. Then she lifted her hips and slid her bikini bottoms all the way off, then lay back, naked, spreading her legs again. Her puffy bald pussy looked incredible.

  “Do you want to taste me?” she asked, and quick as a flash I was between her shapely thighs, licking her pussy. In a minute I heard a sucking noise, and looked up to see Erin sucking Luke’s cock. I got more aggressive then, and slid up between her thighs to rub my cock over her pussy. She didn’t make any objection; she just kept on sucking Luke, so without even putting on a condom I slid into her.

  She gasped when she felt me inside her, and then began humping her hips up to meet mine as we got into a fast rhythm. Sadly, I was so excited that I didn’t last long, and was soon pumping my sperm deep into her belly. Before I finished, Luke gave a hoarse shout and shot his load down her throat.

  We rested awhile, and Erin let us play with and suck on her big tits till we got charged up again. Then Luke got his turn inside her as she sucked me. But I didn’t come in her mouth like Luke had. Instead I pulled out and shot all over her belly and tits.

  By the time we left that afternoon we were feeling quite satisfied. But since that time I’ve only gotten one more chance with Erin. Late one night she, Liz, and I were watching TV at their house. After a while Liz fell asleep. Erin and I made eye contact as Liz snored lightly, and finally Erin came over and knelt between my legs, sucking me off as her daughter slept. After swallowing my load she got me hard again, then mounted me on the couch and rode me with her tits in my face so I could suck them. Just as I came, Liz stirred, and Erin jumped off me with sperm running down her leg.

  Nothing more has happened with Erin since then, but I’m always ready.

  —P.R., Fort Lee, New Jersey

  When the Lust Gets Too Powerful, Take Matters Into Your Own Hands

  As I was sitting there staring at her, I wondered what made this beautiful, intelligent woman the object of my affection, love, or whatever you want to call it. My desire, or was it simple, plain lust? What made me lust for a woman I knew would never give me a second look? A woman that with all her wisdom I knew would never get involved with someone that she barely knew and was also much younger than her.

  I made the effort of going to the store where she worked almost every day she was there. I had the schedule down pat. Of course I didn’t know what time she came in and what time she got off. That would make it seem like I was a stalker, which I wasn’t. Just someone without the balls to go up to someone that I felt was a very attractive woman and that I wanted to get to know but I just couldn’t—until one day when everything changed.

  It seemed like any other day. I wasn’t feeling well, that is, not well enough to go to work. So I decided to just stay in bed and relax and lounge around my apartment, which was very comfortable for me. Not too big, not too small, but just enough space for the things I had, which were basically nonexistent but which were enough for me.

  I rolled out of bed around 11 and hopped in the shower. I stood there for a few minutes letting the hot water hit my body, feeling every inch getting wet. As I stood there with my head under the showerhead, I opened my eyes, placing my gaze on my dick, which by this time in the morning I would normally have already taken care of. I did have morning wood, but I really didn’t feel up to it when I woke up.

  Now that I was in the shower, I was craving to come. I grabbed the soap, getting a nice lather on my hands before I started to lather up my body. Passing the soap over my stomach, reaching my pubic area, I kept lathering that area up for a good while before gripping my hard-on with my right hand while still holding the soap with the other. I wrapped my hand around the base, feeling it get harder as I gripped it harder. I slowly pulled my balls, feeling them move around.

  I closed my eyes under the water and imagined it was Rita who had my dick and balls in her fine hands, examining every inch of my crotch with her fingertips, feeling every vein fill up with blood, making my dick even harder. I imagined her on her knees, like I’d imagined many times before. I imagined her examining my dick with her beautiful eyes that I had stared at so long.

  The anticipation of having my dick licked and sucked by this beautiful woman made it twitch under “her” grip. Which I could tell was making her happy to see me so excited under her touch. She gently gave my dick long, slow strokes from the base all the way to the tip, spreading precome all over it, making it sticky and wet. Feeling her other hand pull on my balls just gave my dick more of a reason to twitch. Pulling her hair back, making sure it didn’t get in the way of her gaze at my dick, she looked up at me and gave me the most beautiful smile I had ever seen on a person.

  “Do you want me to suck you good, papi?” she said, the words trailing as she gave my dick a long, wet lick starting from the base. Her wet tongue sent shivers all over me. Reaching the tip of my hard dick, she gave it a nice wet sloppy kiss, sucking off whatever precome was there. Her lips were wrapped around my dickhead, sucking so hard that I grabbed her head, taking her hair in my hands.

  I felt her tongue exploring every inch of my dick. Sliding inside her mouth was an immense sensation that almost made me come right there and then. The only sound you could hear was the slurping from her sucking on my dick with much enthusiasm.

  There were times when I felt like I was going to burst in her mouth, but when I was close, she would grip the base and squeeze it tight, preventing me from it and keeping me hard at the same time. She was sucking, licking, almost like she was worshiping my dick, while her hands were busy with my balls and stroking my dick.

  Every second of the magnificent blowjob she was giving me was amazing. All I could do was stare at her gorgeous eyes as she looked at me, enjoying the attention she was paying to my dick. I kept stroking it harder as I imagined her mouth on it sucking harder.

  I could feel my skin start to prune up, since I’d been in the shower for quite a bit. But I had to come. I was so close. As the sensation finally came over me, I sprayed my come all over my shower wall. It was a great re
lief emptying my balls. I had imagined her mouth on my dick sucking up my come, stroking it for whatever was left inside.

  After my orgasm had subsided, I finished cleaning up and got out of the shower and got dressed for a day that I knew was going to be unlike any other day I had known.

  —M.T., Salt Lake City, Utah

  No One Had Ever Used Her Back Door, but This Man Had the Right Key

  Up until just recently I was an anal virgin, at least as far as a real cock was concerned. I had yet to experience this somewhat arcane activity, because the men I had been with had always objected to entering my back door. I’ve always been interested in anal sex, reading whatever I could about it and watching porn featuring the act. And yet I had never had an opportunity to really experience it for myself.

  I had had a finger in my butt, and even a small vibrator, but the other night was my first time with a real cock. Quite a sizeable cock, too; my boyfriend Tim is very nicely endowed. He is also quite open-minded about sex, which is why I was able to persuade him to stick that cock into my eager backside.

  When he rolled me over onto my tummy, lubed me up with K-Y jelly, and began the desired operation, my immediate feeling was a sensation of pressure, and a sense of being completely full. Having played with toys before, I reminded myself to relax. Tim took his time, slowly pushing his beef even farther inside my tight cavity. I could not believe this was happening.

  The sensation of pressure became positively pleasurable as his dick moved past the sphincter muscles and continued to move deeper. Soon he began to quicken his thrusts. At first the feeling was too intense for me, and I had to ask him to slow down, which he most graciously did. But as he went on with a slow and steady rhythm, I began to long for a little more force, and again he complied with my request.

  After pumping into me for a short time, Tim asked if he could come in my ass, which I happily agreed to. He did not remove his shaft from my now-stretched asshole until after he had released all his sperm.

  My strongest feeling when we were finished was one of sheer fulfillment, having finally been had in every way possible by my wonderful lover.

  A little later that evening we did it again, but this time our encounter was a bit wilder. Instead of lubing me carefully with K-Y, Tim simply spread my ass cheeks and dripped spit directly from his mouth onto my hole, already twitching with anticipation. It was enough, however, to allow him to enter me, and I moaned with pleasure as he took me with a bolder and more forceful approach than before. I responded with cries of passion and pushed back at him, wanting all of him inside me and exulting in the feeling that I belonged to him utterly.

  Tim inserted a dildo in my cunt as he fucked away at my ass. Strangely enough, even with the dildo inside me his dick seemed to go deeper, to probe farther, to fill me even fuller than the first time. I cried out with every stroke, trying to match his rhythm, loving the fact that I was being possessed so completely by this wonderful man. I heard him groaning wildly and I knew he was close to erupting. Then he was spraying his load inside me, spurting again and again up my spasming ass, and I heard myself screaming as I came with him in the most intense orgasm I had ever known.

  Looking back now, I guess I was lucky that my first butt-fuck had to wait for the right person to come along. The experience of having a cock in your ass is something of an acquired taste, and if it’s not done right it can put you off anal sex for good, which would be a shame, because it’s definitely a taste worth acquiring. In my opinion it is the ultimate in fucking, the greatest pleasure a woman can ever have with a man.

  —Y.R., Baltimore, Maryland

  Back on Campus, She Recalls Old Orgies and Has New Ones

  I am a married woman in my 30s, and my husband and I really enjoy fulfilling each other’s sexual desires. He’s a voyeur and I’m an exhibitionist, so it generally works out well. I am also addicted to gang bangs.

  I am a registered nurse, and recently I had to return to my alma mater to attend two weeks of medical recertification classes. There I ran into Peter, who I had gone to school with, and who now works on campus. Recalling how much I used to like playing with multiple partners, Peter suggested that he introduce me to some of his friends. I agreed, on the condition that he didn’t tell them who I was. Now that I was a married woman, I wanted to maintain my anonymity. Peter agreed, and I spent a happy night fucking and sucking with him and three other men. I also had girl-girl sex with Peter’s girlfriend, which was unusual for me, but very pleasant.

  The next morning I awoke hot and horny, and alone. I went searching for Peter or his friends, and then, not finding anyone, I stopped by my old dorm room. There I met the boy currently occupying the room. He invited me in, and I was turned on by his youthful sexual enthusiasm and his desire to fuck me. I was mesmerized when I saw his 10-inch hard-on. Soon he was fucking me doggie-style on the bed. My moans and groans drew the attention of his roommate and another guy, and they came into the room naked. I had no objection to taking on two more young hard cocks, and I did so until they were exhausted. Nor did I object when two more boys joined in, and then still more. After all, I didn’t know these guys, they didn’t know me, and I would never see them again.

  When I had attended college I had earned a reputation for being a nymphomaniac, which had its disadvantages, so since then I have stayed anonymous or used a fictitious name when indulging in any sexual activity. I should say that I have a pretty face and a nice body, 34B-22-34, with a firm ass and good legs.

  It was in my junior year at college that I first discovered the joys of multiple or simultaneous partners. I had always been sexually adventurous, and sucking cock was my specialty. I had become addicted to the taste of sperm. One night, drunk at a keg party, I was talked into giving blowjobs to a group of five frat brothers. What started as a sucking party soon turned into a no-holds-barred orgy, and the feeling of sperm exploding deep within my cunt, again and again, caused me to convulse in mind-blowing multiple orgasms for the first time in my life.

  After that experience I went on birth control pills. I also went in search of a man who would provide me with multiple orgasms, but I never achieved that with one man, only with a group of them. So I became hooked on gang bangs.

  One of my most memorable group fucks was with the members of the college baseball team. On a dare, my girlfriend Stacy and I walked into the locker room after a game. We had a contest to see which of us could swallow six loads of come in the shortest time. I lost, but in fact we both won. Afterward Stacy leaned over the training table so any guy who wanted to could fuck her, while I lay down on some gym mats and happily took on every hard cock that came my way, in the process achieving the multiple orgasms I craved so much.

  My most memorable college gang bang, however, took place after an alumni awards banquet. A few days before, I had been approached by an alumnus who saw me on campus and invited me to sit at a table at the banquet with some of the top contributors to the athletic department. When I hesitated, he offered me $200 just to sit with them. I really needed the money, and naively it did not occur to me that he might have heard of my reputation for being sexually available.

  I wore a sheer black silk dress to the banquet, with thigh-high stockings but without underwear. The sheer fabric was nearly transparent, highlighting the fact that my nipples were erect most of the time as I indulged my exhibitionistic tendencies.

  The five men I was sitting with had all played college ball 20 years ago, and they were all old enough to be my father. They were also obviously well off financially. I enjoyed a good meal, with champagne. But I was startled when one of the men flat-out propositioned me, offering me $100 to go up to his suite. I was speechless. He then raised his offer, offering me $300, but only if I would take on his roommate also.

  “Hell, what about the rest of us?” one of the other men said. “Tell you what, honey. I’ll make it five hundred if you do the five of us, what do you say?”

  I had never had sex for money before, and I didn�
�t know what to do. But I did have some debts to cover, for which the money would come in really handy. And besides, the thought of taking on five guys, even as old as they were, just naturally turned me on. But thinking I might be able to get even more, I told them I would do it, but that I would only perform blowjobs for them. They agreed, probably knowing, just as I did, that once we got started I wouldn’t be able to stop with just oral sex.

  We went up to their suite, and once we were there I decided that if I was going to be a whore I might as well act like one. I kicked off my heels and stepped out of the dress, leaving me only in my thigh-highs. The guys stripped, too, and one of them spread out five $100 bills on the coffee table. The guy who had first approached me then added another $500. I figured my ploy was working, and I was right.

  “Ruthie,” he said, and I was startled that he knew my real name, since I’d given him a false one, “I heard that you like pulling trains for free, and here we are offering you some real money. Don’t you think it’s enough to buy us a real ride on that scrumptious body of yours?”

  I said yes.

  We started off with blowjobs, however, and I really got into performing for them. I would kiss, lick, and suck each man’s cock, then deep-throat it to get him excited. I’d engulf the cockhead in my throat while I stroked his balls with one hand and fingered his asshole with the other. Then I would suck him slowly, taking him all the way in with each stroke, my head bobbing and my tongue working, going gradually faster and faster, until he shot in my mouth and I swallowed every drop of sperm.

  I love performing for an audience, and these guys watched and cheered as I sucked each cock, encouraging me to milk it dry. I was hot and horny, and the truth was that I couldn’t wait to be gang-fucked.

 

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