I eased the tip of my cock between her very wet pussy lips, took a firm grip of her breasts and sank deep into her. Soon we were fucking so hard that Tanya had to grip the edge of her desk to keep from sliding off. She came again with a loud grunt, leaving a big, wet spot on the desk blotter. I chuckled to myself, picturing Tanya trying to explain the stain on her desk and the smell of sex in the office to her coworkers the next day!
I asked her to lay facedown across her desk so I could kiss and lick the back of her neck—her number-one erogenous zone—which I knew would drive her wild. Looking down at Tanya, I suddenly got the urge to fuck her from behind. My kisses had fired her up again, and I could see she was more than ready to do it doggie-style.
I held her by the hips while she reached back and guided me into her again. The only thing we were aware of was our thrusting and grinding. “Oh, yes, that feels good!” she moaned. “It feels like you're deeper than ever!” I could feel my cock bottoming out in her pussy on each stroke, and I knew I wouldn't last much longer.
After a few more strokes my come surged into her, and she came again as well. All in all, it was an unforgettable afternoon—and she even got paid overtime! We're already planning to do it in my office next month! I can't wait!—K.R., Atlanta, Georgia
WOMAN ADMITS THAT SHE PREFERS THE SWINGING SIDE OF LIFE
I am a twenty-three-year-old woman, and I've been married for almost four years. I've also been seeing another man on the sly for about six months. My lover dared me to share one of our recent experiences with the readers of Penthouse Letters.
I am married to a very nice, very handsome man. Unfortunately he's also very straitlaced, especially when it comes to making love. You see, he is very religious and even studied for the ministry for two years. He would never read a magazine like Penthouse Letters and would never believe that his wife would fuck another man. My husband has a six-and-a-half-inch cock that has always made me come and basically has kept me satisfied. I never dreamed there would be another man besides my husband until I met Evan and Debra.
Debra and I work side by side at the cosmetics counter at a local department store. She and I have often been mistaken for sisters. Like me, she has auburn hair and dark brown eyes. She has a nice pair of tits that are just a little larger than mine, and a firm, round ass. As we became closer friends, Debra began describing her swinging sexual affairs with her boyfriend Evan in explicit detail, leaving me quite horny every day after work. I guess she knew I was envious, because she always asked me if I wanted to join her and Evan for a threesome, or if I wanted her to fix me up with somebody. I always said no. Debra was really surprised when I told her that I had never been fucked by any man other than my husband. She told me that I didn't know what I was missing out on.
I guess Debra could tell that I was feeling a little jealous and getting more than a little curious, so one evening when my husband was away for the weekend on a business trip, Debra invited me over for a drink. When we got to her house, Evan was taking a shower. Debra mixed us each a drink, and we sat and talked about swinging. Debra showed me some home videos she'd taken at one of their parties. I was getting a little horny as I watched all the fucking and sucking. The drinks were beginning to loosen me up, and I admitted to Debra that I'd never had my pussy sucked.
Just then Evan walked in, stark naked, his seven-inch cock hard and sticking straight out. He said he'd love to have the honor of introducing me to cunnilingus. I didn't protest when Evan took me by the hand and led the way to the bedroom. I let Evan undress me. He removed my dress and panties, and I lay back on the bed. Debra also undressed and lay down on the bed. Evan remarked how identical our cunts looked—both had the same shade of red pubic hair. Evan spread my legs and lowered his head between them. Soon his tongue was massaging my clit and probing inside my cunt, sending wave after wave of excitement throughout my body. He sucked my throbbing clit until I experienced one of the most intense climaxes I've ever had.
After my body stopped spasming, Evan mounted me. He fucked me fast and furious as Debra cheered us on. Then we rested and talked about how good it had been for us. We had a few more drinks before Debra announced that she was ready for a good gang bang. Evan voiced his agreement.
I joined Evan and Debra in the shower. Evan had fun washing my tits and pussy. I, in turn, washed his cock and balls. Evan's cock got hard again and he asked me to suck it. Now, I had never sucked a cock before either, but with Debra coaching me I soon had Evan shooting a thick, hot load of come down my throat.
We decided to go out for dinner and drinks, then planned to rendezvous with some of their swinging friends at a local club. Afterward we were all planning to return to Debra and Evan's house to party some more.
Debra lent me a miniskirt, sheer white panties and a see-through blouse that revealed my large nipples. When I asked to borrow a bra, she just laughed and told me not to be ridiculous.
At the club we met Bob and Todd. Bob and I hit it off right off the bat. Evan and Todd were busy taking care of Debra. After a while we decided to go to Bob's apartment, which was nearby. Evan and Todd sat on the couch with Debra between them, and they both began feeling her up. Bob went into the kitchen to fix us all drinks. When Bob returned with the drinks, Debra was sucking Evan's cock while Todd was fucking her from behind.
Bob looked at Debra, then took me by the hand and led me to the bedroom. We set our drinks on the vanity, then we lay on the bed and kissed and fondled for a while. I was completely aroused. Soon Bob unfastened my blouse and started sucking on my sensitive nipples, which never fails to send me into orbit. He unzipped my skirt and slipped it off, his tongue licking a trail from my tits to my navel. He pulled my panties down, then his tongue trailed its way through my pubic hairs to my stiff clit.
I begged him to fuck me. He began stripping his clothes off, revealing the largest cock I had ever seen. It was over ten inches long, and twice as thick as my husband's. He teased me for quite a while before he finally mounted me. My cunt was sopping wet as I guided that huge cock into place. Bob gave me the most outrageous fucking I have ever experienced. We fucked several times that night. Each time we fucked, it got better and better. In fact, we spent the entire weekend fucking and sucking.
The following week I met Bob at Debra's house several times, and each time we had sex. Then I went home to my unsuspecting husband, my pussy still wet and throbbing from my lover's fabulous fucking. Bob has since moved into the apartment next door, and now we're able to get in some fantastic fucking every day. Even though I still love my husband very much, if he ever found out, I would leave him rather than give up my wonderful newfound lover. I know no other man will be able to give me the kind of fucking that my pussy craves.—R.O., Richmond, Virginia
COCKY BOXER GOES ONE ON ONE WITH A TOTAL KNOCKOUT
I was an overconfident young boxer, full of energy and arrogance. I knew I was destined to be the next boxing champ in my weight class.
When I moved to a new town, I joined a gym that had a reputation for producing champions. My first day at the gym consisted of sparring, shadow boxing and working out with the other fighters on the various bags.
A week later I was introduced to Simone, one of the boxing groupies, who was a real cute blonde fox. I would've loved to take her on! The other guys told me that she has a thing for boxers, and that any fighter who wanted this babe was welcome in her twat. But when I tried to seduce her, she just rejected my advances! I later found out that I'd have to prove my mettle in the ring before she'd go one on one with me!
I may not have been as handsome or as hunky as some of the other guys at the gym, but I did have one unique asset that the other boxers didn't have: an incredible ten-inch cock. I knew that Simone would have her hands, mouth and pussy full of cock if she ever relented and tried me out.
Not long after that, some practice matches were held in the gym. I did quite well, winning all of my bouts. After the matches were over that day, Simone boldly strode into the men's locke
r room. Most of the boxers were showering or standing around naked. She had lust in her eyes as she looked us up and down. I was shocked.
So was she when she saw my boner. She quickly disrobed and lay down on the massage table. “Give me a workout, boys. I need a big dick and I need it now,” she proclaimed.
“Who do you want, Simone?” asked one of the boxers.
“That big dick!” she shouted, pointing directly at me. The boxers led me over to her as she spread her legs wide open for me. She screamed with joy as I entered her pussy. She was able to take me almost all the way in, which was something no other chick had ever done before! I was amazed at her athletic sexual ability.
I blew my wad in a very short time, but she seemed insatiable. She fucked several more boxers as the others stood around her, watching the show while they jerked off. Even covered in sweat she looked ravishing, energized and eager for more.
Finally she sat up and spoke directly to me. “I still haven't come yet. Will you eat me to orgasm?” Her gaping cunt was dripping with juices. The other boxers encouraged me, and soon I was on my knees in front of her.
I gave her clit a few tender licks, then I began sucking on her labia. Soon I was eating her pussy with gusto. I was drinking the orgasmic mixture out of her and loving every drop. She came in shrieks and moans as I finished her off. The other guys all cheered me on.
Later I learned that this whole orgy had been a setup. It was my initiation into the boxing club. The guys all had a good laugh that I had been so eager to eat their come out of her pussy, and there was some good-natured ribbing all around. I was eager to set up the next cocky kid who joined the club.
Meanwhile Simone and I became lovers. She loved the way I took care of her orally whenever she wanted some action.—E. V., Detroit, Michigan
A CLOSE SHAVE FINDS THIS COUPLE ALL IN A LATHER
A few months ago I hurt my arm while I was working in a warehouse. The injury was bad enough for my right arm to end up in a cast that covered most of my forearm and part of my hand.
Because I am right-handed, I was virtually incapacitated. Besides having to take time off from work, I could hardly take care of myself. I needed help washing, dressing and doing all the little things two-handed people take for granted. Let me tell you, having to depend on someone else to do things for you really sucked. My wife agreed, because she was the one who had to do everything for me. Besides having to help me out with everything, she had to do all the driving, as well as her own job and the housecleaning.
For the first week I couldn't even feed or dress myself. I was sort of a baby about the whole thing. I was bored and moody; my wife was overworked and annoyed. But sometimes good things come out of bad situations.
“Helen!” I called out one Saturday morning.
I could hear her in the bedroom muttering to herself. She had just gone to bed a little while earlier. She was a nurse and she worked the night shift.
“Helen! I need your help!”
“Be right there,” she yelled back.
She crawled out of bed, no doubt already dreading the day. I was in the bathroom, standing in front of the mirror, wearing nothing but a pair of pinstriped boxer shorts and my famous Cheshire cat grin.
“I know this is stupid, but I can't shave with my left hand. Could you help me out?” I cajoled.
“Grow a beard,” she answered with a smirk.
“Come on, please.” I knew that my smile was going to get me my way, at least with her.
“All right,” she finally relented.
She perched herself on the bathroom counter, turned on the water and grabbed the shaving cream and razor. I stood in front of her, and as she lathered up my face I could tell that she was getting a little flushed. She took a deep breath, and her tits slightly brushed against my bare chest. As she spread the shaving cream around, I noticed that her nipples had suddenly hardened. I could see them standing at full attention under her flimsy cotton nightie. The water was rushing into the basin and starting to steam. She just kept lathering up my face, looking straight into my eyes. I had no idea that this was going to be such a turn-on for her.
“Is something wrong, honey?” I asked.
“No, babe,” she answered with a smile.
As she raised the razor to my face, she took in another deep breath, thrusting her tits out at me. My smile widened. I knew her cotton panties were getting damp, because I could smell them.
“Come on,” I teased. “Do it.”
With her hand slightly shaking, she began to shave my face. All things considered, she was doing a fine job—nice, smooth strokes, no cuts or nicks. Her eyes were dancing with delight, inviting me to make a move. I slid my still-functioning left hand up her nightgown and began to tweak her right nipple. Then I took her whole tit in my hand and began massaging it softly.
“You're enjoying this, aren't you?” I whispered in her ear. She dropped the razor in the sink and wrapped her legs around my waist. She pressed her mouth to mine, and our tongues began to perform for one another. Then suddenly she pulled back. I think she was hotter than I had ever seen her. She tossed her head back and took a deep breath. I began to kiss her neck, all the while continuing to stimulate her nipple between my left thumb and forefinger. She began breathing deeper and heavier. I had her in my clutches now, and I was enjoying every minute. Helen pushed herself off the countertop and dropped to her knees. She raised her big blue eyes to me and just grinned. Half of my face was still lathered with shaving cream.
We stared into each other's eyes for a minute. I put my hand on her face and began tracing my thumb along her profile, running it down her cheek and around her mouth. Instantly she took my thumb into her mouth and began sucking it as though it were a miniature prick. She sucked with great joy, swinging her tongue around my thumb. Then she pushed my hand away and tugged my boxers to the floor.
She began licking the head of my stiff cock and lightly nibbling at the tip. Slowly she took it all into her mouth. Her head bobbed back and forth as she slid it in and out. I moaned as she ran her hands up to caress my clenched ass-cheeks. Helen then brought her fingertips under my ass and began tickling my balls. She knew I was about to get off. I was more than ready for her to drink my salty juices. I could feel I was on the verge of exploding when she stopped. Just as suddenly as she had begun, the little minx stopped. She looked up at me with her own devilish grin.
I took her soft face in my hands and brought her to her feet. “You think that's funny?” I asked. She just smiled. “Well, turnabout is fair play, you know.”
“Then turn me about,” she answered impishly.
I turned her around and began caressing her ass-cheeks. Dropping her panties to the floor, I put my hand on the small of her back and leaned her over the bathroom sink. I reached between her legs with my hand, letting my fingers dance in and around her cunt and onto her clit. I nestled my cock between her buns like a hot dog, and began grinding back and forth. She was clutching the sides of the sink and moaning passionately, so I knew that she was enjoying this. Soon her pussy lips and clit began to swell up, just begging for my long, talented tongue. Her legs began to tremble, and our moans grew louder.
“Do you like this?” I asked.
“Oh yeah, baby, you're great. Give me your tongue. Lick me. Suck me.”
I brought my hand up and wrapped my arm around her waist, holding her close to me. “Oh, I'm going to give it to you, babe,” I said. “I'm going to give it good and give it long. You're going to come all over me. Just as soon as you … as you …”
“As I what?” she gasped.
“Finish shaving me,” I said with a grin as I took two steps back.
All that teasing had gotten her so wet, and me so hard, that shaving wasn't really on my list of things to do. Nevertheless, I turned the faucet back on and handed her the razor. After all, teasing is a two-way street. She needed to learn that if you're going to give it, you have to be able to take it.
She settled back on the
counter and finished shaving my face as I teased her clit a little more. When she was finally finished, she said, “Well, this job is done. Let's go finish the other one.”
“You know, you did a good job, honey,” I said while caressing my face, inspecting the fine shaving job that she had done. “When this cast comes off, I'll return the favor.”
“You want to shave me?” she asked incredulously.
I ran my hand over her cunt and through her small patch of coarse blonde hair. “Yes, I would love to shave you,” I answered. “I'd spread your legs, lather you up and shave you smooth and clean.”
Her smile was huge. “I'm going to hold you to that when your arm is better.”
“I hope so. But right now I'm going to take you into that bedroom and thank you for all the nursing you've done for me.”
“I don't want to go to bed. Just lay down right here on the floor,” she replied with a grin. I had never seen such a lustful look in her eyes. I remember thinking that the smell of menthol shaving cream must really do something for her.
So I lay there, clean shaven, nude, my manhood waiting to be gobbled. She straddled me, allowing my cock to slowly enter her soft, tight pussy. I ran my hand over her breasts as she jack-hammered up and down.
“Tell me what to do,” she groaned.
“Turn around,” I instructed her.
She did just that, swaying her smooth, milky ass back and forth in front of me. It was more than I could resist. While my wife was holding onto my knees, I once again caressed her finely developed butt, pausing to kiss it slowly and passionately. She swayed back and forth slowly, then moved faster and faster.
“Pace yourself, babe. Make it last,” I warned.
At that she turned herself back around, running her own hands up and down her huge tits. She brought one of her nipples up to her mouth so that she could taste it.
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