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by Penthouse International


  After Karen had washed up and gotten dressed, she gave me a kiss on the cheek and headed back to work, instructing me to keep sucking on that dick for another ten minutes after she was gone. It was at least that long before I stopped and got up to take a shower.

  Once I was clean again, I put my maid’s outfit back on and went back to cleaning the house. I wanted it to be completely spic and span when Karen came home that evening. Maybe she would be so impressed that she would give me another reward. I could only hope.

  —M.R., Eugene, Oregon

  At This Baseball Game It’s One, Two, Three Strikes, You’re In

  A baseball game is the last place I would have thought I would pick up a guy. I didn’t even like baseball, but I went with my sister-in-law anyway, because my brother had to work and she didn’t want to go alone. This was two years ago, and I was 18 and still a virgin, with no sexual experience other than giving a boyfriend a handjob a few times.

  Annie and I were sitting in the bleachers, way out in the middle of nowhere, two women in the midst of a sea of men. It was a hot day, and I was wearing a halter top that showed a good portion of my tits, and a pair of tight white shorts.

  Glancing around, I noticed a good-looking guy sitting just behind me to my right. He was a little older than me, maybe four years, and good-looking. He had on a pair of loose-fitting shorts that allowed me to see straight up his leg and notice that he wasn’t wearing underwear.

  I was completely bored by the game, and I squirmed in my seat a lot. I kept turning to look up that guy’s shorts, and it was making me hot.

  At one point I yawned and stretched, leaning back against the bleacher behind me, and I felt the guy’s leg brush against my back. I turned to apologize and found myself looking directly at his crotch. The guy simply smiled and actually moved over for me, so I could recline. I leaned all the way back, and when I saw him looking down my halter, I kind of squeezed my chest muscles together, letting the fabric of the halter bunch up in the middle, making my tits almost completely visible. I knew my dark nipples were already erect, and I glanced up with a slight smile to see him openly staring at them.

  I leaned back even farther then, letting my body spread out. With my head back I could see right up his shorts, and he knew it. He parted his legs slightly, playing along, and now I saw that he had a hard-on.

  Now the guy took his game program and held it in front of his crotch, so it was not visible to anyone but me. I stretched my arms and moved my hand closer to him, rubbing my fingers against his leg. I had to adjust my position somewhat, because the wetness of my pussy was becoming obvious through my shorts. As I did so, Annie looked over at me and smiled as she figured out what was going on. Then she turned back to the game.

  When I changed positions I put my hand more firmly on the guy’s leg, rubbing it for a few minutes before I slid my searching hand into his shorts. I touched his cock, and it twitched briefly. I squeezed it and even stroked it. It was smooth, warm, and hard, and I loved it.

  I continued to stroke him until he took a sharp breath and shot his come all over his program and down his inner thigh. As he did so, the man sitting next to him looked over and grinned wolfishly.

  Now the guy I’d been stroking suddenly stood up, his cock retracting into the leg of his shorts. He motioned to me to follow him as he began making his way toward the aisle. I quickly told Annie I had to use the ladies’ room, and went after him.

  As we walked back to the service area, the guy told me his name was Clay, and I told him mine. When we got there he grabbed my hand and led me into the men’s room. We got more than one weird look as we ducked into a stall together.

  He quickly dropped his shorts and sat down on a toilet seat. Well, I’d always said I wanted to lose my virginity in a picturesque way, and this looked like it. I pulled down my own shorts and panties. Clay turned me around, grabbed my hips, and pulled me to his now-hard cock. As I sat on him I felt his cockhead at my pussy lips, and I slid down on it very slowly.

  I felt the breaching of my natural barrier, and I caught my breath, but it was nowhere near as bad as I had been led to believe, and once it was gone all I felt was pleasure. With his hands helping me, I began to move up and down on his shaft, my juices dripping onto his balls. He moved his hands under my halter and cupped my tits, pinching my hard nipples between his fingers.

  Before I knew it my climax hit me, and my spasming pussy must have triggered him off. I felt him spurt inside me, and I could only hope I wouldn’t get pregnant.

  We quickly dressed and pushed our way back out through the crowd. When we got back to the bleachers, I noticed that the man sitting next to Clay was now stroking himself through his shorts, with his eyes fixed on Annie as she sat in front of him. Clay whispered to me that this man’s name was Joe, and that he and Clay loved going to games to meet girls like me.

  As I sat down Annie turned and saw what Clay’s friend was up to behind her. She froze and stared at him, not saying a word.

  “Go on,” Clay said to her. “Touch it. You know you want to.”

  Slowly, as if in a trance, Annie reached back and slid her hand up Joe’s leg and into his shorts. I watched in amazement as she stroked him, as I had done to Clay earlier.

  Joe didn’t last long; he soon shot his come all over the bleacher, and even got some on Annie’s back. I thought then that the fun and games were over, but I was wrong. During the next inning Annie surprised me again by sliding back to the row of bleachers behind us, wedging herself between Joe and Clay. I couldn’t believe my brother’s wife was doing this, but I was still too turned on to care. I simply watched as Annie put one hand in Joe’s shorts and the other in Clay’s, and played with them both while still watching the game.

  After a while Joe said something to Annie, and the two of them disappeared for a while. My guess was that they were fucking in the men’s room, as Clay and I had done. They returned late in the ninth inning, with Annie looking like the cat that ate the canary. When the game was over Clay asked me for my number, and I gave it to him.

  On the way home I asked Annie what she and Joe had done, but she only smiled, and I never really found out. But as far as I know, she hasn’t strayed again since that day.

  I am a single girl, however, and I have been to many games since, with both Clay and Joe. The three of us have had a lot of fun, both at the games and at their homes. I really love baseball now.

  —G.N., Cleveland, Ohio

  These Two Couples Do a Swap, but Not in the Ordinary Way

  My wife, Lilah, and I are both black and in our mid40s. Lilah is an attractive woman, with size 36 breasts, nice legs, and an ass to die for, and I am in pretty good shape myself.

  Recently Lilah and I took a vacation at an upscale resort in Nevada. We spent our first day sightseeing, and after dinner we decided to take a dip in one of the resort’s many pools. It was about nine-thirty, and there were only a few people scattered around the vast pool area. We frolicked in the water for a while, and then decided to head for one of the spas. The one we chose was off to the side, in a secluded area that was only partially lit by ambient lighting.

  The night was warm, and the water in the spa was even warmer. It wasn’t long before our innocent play became more amorous. We began kissing, and as Lilah sucked on my tongue I felt a familiar twitching in my crotch. I sat down on an underwater ledge and pulled her onto my lap. I ran my hands over her beautiful breasts and felt her nipples begin to harden beneath her bikini top. I reached under the material and caressed them. Lilah threw her head back against my shoulder, enjoying the sensation that was now enveloping her. She loves to have her breasts caressed and always becomes very aroused whenever I play with her nipples.

  My next step was to remove her top. As I caressed her exposed mounds I licked the inside of her left ear, while my right hand moved down between her legs. She opened her legs to allow me better access, and I slipped one finger into her clean-shaven cunt. She let out a small moan as I probed deeper
into her hot moistness. My cock was now rigid, pushing against the material of my swim trunks. She must have felt my hardness, because she moved a hand behind her and began to rub my cock through the material.

  We had made love in public places on several occasions, so when Lilah whispered to me to fuck her, I was only too happy to oblige. She eased herself off my lap and slid her bikini bottom off. I quickly pulled my swim trunks down, freeing my now totally rigid cock. I pulled her back against me and she raised herself slightly as she guided my cock into the warm moistness of her cunt. Her muscles tightened around my straining pole as she slowly began to ride me.

  We had only been at this a few moments before I heard a sound behind us, and turned to see another couple just a few feet away, walking toward us. We were both embarrassed, and Lilah tried to retrieve her top, but it was no use. What we were doing was obvious, but the other couple didn’t seem fazed at all. They proceeded to enter the spa themselves, with the female saying, “Carry on—don’t let us interrupt you.”

  The couple were both Caucasian, the man in his early 50s, while the woman was much younger, possibly in her early 30s. The man smiled at us and told us that the area was always deserted at this time, and that the two of them had been coming to this particular spa for the last three nights, to do just what we were doing.

  My cock was still deep in Lilah’s cunt, but the interruption had caused it to lose some of its stiffness. The guy introduced himself as Miles, and the lady with him as his girlfriend, Vivian. The two of them then moved off to the far side of the capacious spa, so that they were partially separated from us by a waterfall that flowed over a large overhanging rock.

  I began caressing Lilah’s nipples again and she responded by squeezing her pussy muscles as she rocked herself on my cock, causing it to regain its rigidity. As she rode me I glanced over her shoulder to catch a glimpse of what the other couple was doing. They were both naked now. Miles was sitting on the side of the spa with his legs dangling in the water, and Vivian was between his legs, with her head bobbing steadily up and down. Miles’s head was thrown back in apparent bliss as Vivian sucked on his cock.

  After a few minutes Lilah’s cunt spasmed, and she let out a loud moan as she climaxed. I was still hard inside her as she turned to kiss me. By now the other couple had evidently finished their business; they moved close to us and began to strike up a conversation. Miles told me that they were from Oklahoma, that he was in Nevada on business, and Vivian had come along for the ride. Even in the dim light I could see that Vivian was a pretty blond woman, and her large breasts seemed to float on the surface of the water. Miles then told me that he and Vivian were swingers, and had been with other couples many times on his various business trips. Though Lilah and I were pretty open sexually, we had never tried swinging.

  My cock was now released from its warm enclosure as Lilah moved off my lap to stand next to me. Her breasts, with their still-erect nipples, were now fully visible above the water. Vivian seemed to be eyeing them with interest as the two women began to talk about how beautiful the resort was. Miles then told me that he had seen many men naked in the course of his encounters, but that he had never seen a naked black man in the flesh before. He then asked me if it was true that all black men had large cocks. I found his question a little strange, but as he continued talking, my cock, which had begun to soften after Lilah’s release, once again began to twitch, and for some reason I didn’t resist when Miles asked me if he could feel my dick.

  His large hand felt soft as he curled it around my cock, which immediately began to grow hard again. Miles looked me in the eye and smiled a knowing smile as he moved that hand down to my balls. They grew taut in his fingers as he cupped them and gave them a slight squeeze. He then stroked back up along the length of my cock, which was now at half-mast and growing fast, then stopped to play with the circumcised head. The ease with which he did this told me he had done it before.

  I looked over to see what Lilah was doing, and whether she was watching me. She and Vivian seemed to be comparing their breasts, because they were both pushing up their firm tits, showing them to each other as they chatted. Miles was pumping my dick now; the action was causing my unreleased sperm to build up in my balls, and I knew it would soon erupt. I saw that his cock was also erect now, and I reached out and grabbed it. This was the first time I had touched another man’s cock. It was not as thick as mine, and a little shorter. I instinctively began pumping it as he was pumping mine, while with my other hand I reached out to feel his balls.

  I released him then, getting ready to enjoy the impending release as I felt my climax building inexorably. Miles realized what was about to happen and increased the tempo of his pumping, rubbing the palm of his soft hand over my cockhead at the end of each upstroke. It wasn’t long before my dick let loose its load with such force that it spurted onto Miles’s chest. My eyes closed, my knees buckled with the release, and I shook for a few seconds as I experienced one of the most intense orgasms I had ever had.

  As my eyes slowly reopened I saw a wide grin on Miles’s face. “You liked that, huh?” he asked me.

  “Sure did,” was my reply, and I then asked him if he wanted me to do the same for him. He responded with a slight nod. I again cupped his balls with one hand as the other pumped his cock up and down in a fluid motion. I was now totally oblivious of what the women were doing. Soon Miles’s face tightened, his cock began to throb as I stroked it, and his hips pumped back and forth to match my rhythm. “Here I come!” he gasped out, and with that he shot several thick globs of come, which quickly disappeared among the spa’s bubbles.

  I continued to stroke him, nursing the last remnants of his seed from his slowly deflating dick. Some of his come stuck to my fingers, and I brought them to my mouth so I could taste his seed. As I sucked it from my fingers, Miles placed a hand on my shoulder.

  “This is your first time, isn’t it?” he asked.

  “Yes,” I answered. “But it probably won’t be my last.”

  It was now closing time for the spa, and an attendant began to turn off the lights at the far end of the pool area. As we quickly got into our suits, Miles told us that he and Vivian were flying out the next morning, and thanked Lilah and me for a lovely evening. As we went our separate ways, Vivian turned and blew us a kiss.

  Lilah smiled at me and said, “I know you had fun.” She then went on to tell me how Vivian had finger-fucked her to a wonderful orgasm. We both agreed that we would be open to exploring further bisexual adventures if the opportunity arose. We then went back to our room and fucked like rabbits for the rest of the night.

  —N.D., Sacramento, California

  He Used to Work on Her Husband’s Farm; Now He Works on Her

  When I was in high school I worked during the summer on a horse farm. The owner of the farm was in his early 40s, and his wife, Darla, was in her 30s. They had twin girls who at that time were about three years old.

  Darla was one hot lady, about five feet two, blond, with blue eyes and a body to die for. They had a swimming pool in the backyard, and in the summertime Darla and the girls spent a lot of time in the pool, so I would often see Darla in her two-piece swimsuit. God, she was hot!

  After I finished high school I went to work for a pipeline company, so I traveled a lot. After a few years of working out of state, I went back home for a few weeks. One Saturday night I stopped by one of the local bars to have a few drinks. The place was very busy, with country music playing and lots of pretty girls. While I was standing at the bar, I spotted Darla with some friends, so I worked my way over to her. When she saw me she smiled and said, “God, you’ve grown up.”

  I told her she looked as great as ever, and Darla smiled and asked if I’d like to join them. She was not usually a big drinker, but she was putting them down that night. It seemed her husband was out of town on a business trip, so she had gone out with friends for some drinks and dancing.

  I asked Darla to dance, and she accepted, even though
she was getting a little drunk. She smelled great, and at one point, as I held her close during a slow number, I began to get a woody, and I knew she could feel it against her belly. She started pushing her hips into mine and grinding her pussy against me, which didn’t make my dick any softer.

  After a while her friends wanted to call it a night, but Darla wasn’t ready to go, so she asked me if I would give her a ride home. Damn right I would!

  We kept drinking and dancing until last call, when we drank up and headed out to my truck. It was very cold out, so as the engine warmed up we just sat and talked. Darla told me it was great to see me, and remarked again about how I had grown up.

  “Yeah, it’s been over three years,” I said. “And damn, Darla, you look hotter than ever.”

  For a minute she just looked at me without saying anything. Then she leaned over to me and said, “Kiss me.”

  Well, I didn’t waste any time doing just that. The kiss was wild, and her body felt great. I had such a hard-on it was killing me. After a minute Darla lay down on the seat, pulling me on top of her and spreading her legs. I started to dry-hump her, and she humped me back. We did this for about five minutes, and when I couldn’t take any more I started to unhook her belt and jeans. She didn’t say anything, and as I pulled her jeans down she raised her hips off the seat to let me do it.

  Her panties came next, and then I dove between her legs and began to suck her pussy. God, did that snatch taste good! I couldn’t believe I was eating a woman almost 20 years older than me. She was soon rocking her hips and moaning, and I was in heaven. As I licked and sucked her sweet pussy I started taking my pants off. I couldn’t wait to fuck the hell out of this hot lady.

  Darla was coming now, bucking and moaning as I nibbled on her clit. When she calmed down I kissed and licked my way up her mouth, and as I kissed her lips I took my dick in my hand and rubbed it up and down her wet pussy. “Put it in me,” she moaned into my mouth.

 

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