Letters to Penthouse XIV

by Letters to Penthouse XIV- It's an Open House (epub)

Chuck had been standing and watching with a stunned look on his face. Jenna looked over at him. “Don’t just stand there,” she said breathlessly. “Come over here and join us.”

  Chuck was out of his clothes in a flash, and his cock was at full attention. He approached her from behind as she crouched on her knees, working on my cock like there was no tomorrow. He raised her skirt, and I think we were both surprised to see that she had no panties on. (Later she told us that had been in anticipation of the meeting with her husband.) Chuck was going to plug into her, but she stopped him, saying, “Wait, it’s not ready yet. Get on your back and let me straddle you so you can get me good and ready.”

  Chuck was only too glad to comply. She sat on his face and continued working my cock over big time, until I knew it wouldn’t be long before I would explode. Chuck was really lapping her twat, and she was twisting and turning and moaning, saying, “Yes, oh yes!” around my cock. I was ready to put my whole load down her throat. I started spurting and she took it all, gulping it down eagerly. When I was done she asked me to take her blouse off and play with her tits. As I did she went wild, squirming and throwing her head back, shaking it from side to side, rotating her hips and grinding her pussy into Chuck’s face. “I’m coming!” she cried. “Rub my tits hard!” Then she shrieked as she had her first orgasm of the night. But it was far from the last.

  As she recovered her breath I pulled off all my clothes, and then hers. Chuck was already naked. At Jenna’s suggestion we shoved the two single beds togther. “I want to 69 with Chuck,” she said, “and you can get ready to fuck me from behind.” She was a take-charge person and knew exactly what she wanted, and we were more than willing to oblige.

  Soon Chuck was lying on his back with Jenna’s pussy draped over his mouth and his pole deep in her throat. Chuck was going wild, not having come yet this evening. I was sure he wouldn’t last very long, the way she was throating him. I eased up behind her, spread her cheeks and put my now fully recovered cock at the entrance to her pussy. It was very slick with Chuck’s saliva, and with her own orgasmic juices. As I started to slide into her, she shifted her hips to better accommodate me. Even with all the lubrication she was still tight. I had to ease it into her cunt slowly, inch by glorious inch. Then all of a sudden I felt Chuck’s tongue lapping at the underside of my dick. It was something I had never experienced before, and I reacted by thrusting hard and driving my cock all the way home with one final plunge. I heard Jenna’s gasp of pleasure as it hit bottom.

  Chuck started coming then, yelling as he shot his jism into her gasping, gulping mouth. I was reaming her for all I was worth. Her cunt was like velvet. It felt like she had little fingers inside it that grasped and released my pumping shaft. She really knew how to fuck! I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer the way things were going. Her ass was rotating and thrusting in time with my strokes. She was squirming and moaning and crying, “Yes! Yes! Yes, it’s so good, don’t stop!” I could feel her tightening and trembling, building up for a big one, and I wasn’t going to be far behind. All of a sudden she squealed and shrieked, “Yes! Oh yes, right there! Fuck it harder! Fuck it harder! Fuck it harder!” And she exploded, and I spewed like a volcano inside her twisting, squirming cunt.

  We lay in the afterglow for a few minutes. Then Chuck started to play with Jenna’s tits, his erection coming back to full bloom. He rolled her onto her back and mounted her as I watched. He was soon fucking her wildly, thrusting long and deep, and she was responding, saying, “Yes, it’s so good, oh it’s so good, drive it in hard, do it faster, yes!” Then she was spasming and shaking, moaning, “Yes! Yes!” She clamped her legs around Chuck’s waist, her heels drumming on his ass. With each thrust she pulled him into her with her legs, forcing him deeper. She was pumping her hips like a wild woman, their pelvic bones grinding together, and I could hear the slushing sound of her juices. Chuck’s eyes were rolling as he started to come again, and Jenna was thrashing her head from side to side, almost howling as she joined him in orgasm.

  Chuck rolled off her then, and we all cuddled up and went to sleep. It was about six-thirty in the morning when I felt something playing with my dick. It was Jenna. She was lapping on it, getting it hard and ready for another go-round.

  All of a sudden there was a noise from next door. Jenna stopped licking me and said, “Oh my god, somebody just opened the door of my room.”

  Chuck got up and stuck his head out of our door. When he came back he reported that he’d seen a man coming out of her room and heading for the hotel office. “Oh god, it must be my husband!” Jenna said. His flight must have come in early. She grabbed one of our towels and wrapped it around herself, then picked up her shoes and clothes and ran out. The walls between the room were thin, and we could hear her shower running. It had just stopped when we heard her husband coming back. Not more than five minutes after that we heard the bed squeaking rhythmically.

  Chuck and I turned to each other, grinning and said it in unison, “What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him!”—P.Y., Seattle, Washington

  SHE CALLS HER HUSBAND’S BLUFF AND LETS HIM WATCH HER WITH A YOUNG LOVER

  I’m a thirty-five-year-old female executive with a large international corporation based in the southwest. Although I do not have huge tits, I do have a nice, firm ass which goes well with my five-foot-five, one-hundred-ten-pound frame.

  One of my husband’s fantasies has long been to see me go to bed with another man. I have always been resistant to this idea because I was afraid of the long-term consequences. But one night my husband and I had an argument, and in the heat of the moment I told him that a lot of men found me attractive and he should accept me for who I was, as they all did. Zach responded angrily that if I could do better than him, and find a guy that accepted me, then I should go to him. Well, little did he know that I already had one! His name was Brad, and he worked in my office. And now I decided to let Zach meet him.

  About two weeks went by, and one Friday morning I was ready to set my plan in motion. I called Zach at his law office and told him to watch for a fax I was sending him. I said he should do what the fax said, and trust me. In the fax I informed him that I had arranged for the kids to spend the night at my parents, and that he should meet me at a certain local watering hole at seven o’clock that evening. I asked him not to approach me there, but to wait for further developments.

  Brad and I left the office together, but not before I changed out of my conservative working outfit and into something a little more sexy. We got to the place around six-forty-five and took a seat at the bar. I spotted Zach almost immediately at the other end of the bar. When he saw me with Brad his jaw dropped, and his eyes showed his surprise and shock—and, yes, no small amount of excitement.

  Brad and I ordered drinks and spent the first hour chatting and discussing the office and our work. Then Brad had to use the rest room. While he was gone I unbuttoned a couple of buttons on my blouse, revealing my cleavage and the top of my pink lace demi-bra. Immediately upon returning to his seat Brad commented on my boldness, and I replied, “You ain’t seen nothing yet!”

  Although Zach and Brad did not know one another, they were both watching my tits, along with some of the other men at the bar. One man even bought me a drink and expressed interest in me, which turned me on even more. After a few more drinks Brad wanted to go to a different bar, one that we often frequented together. I told him I had to use the rest room, and on the way there I grabbed a napkin and wrote the name of the place where we were going. As I came back I walked by Zach’s stool and casually dropped the note beside him.

  As we drove to the next spot I grabbed Brad’s hand and placed it on my crotch, gently moving it back and forth against my cunt. While he was massaging my hole I could feel the juices flowing from my pussy and being absorbed into the crotch of my panties. By the time we got to the bar I was wet, excited and horny. Once inside, we ordered drinks and I awaited Zach’s arrival. Within a few minutes, Zach walked in the door and took a s
eat at a table near the dance floor. After a minute I grabbed Brad’s hand and said I wanted to dance. By that time I was feeling no pain and was becoming bolder and bolder. Soon I was grinding myself into Brad and rubbing against his dick until he became as hard as a telephone pole. I casually danced us over to where my husband was sitting, and then grabbed Brad’s hands and placed them on my tight ass. He gently kneaded my buttocks and began to kiss my neck as our bodies glided to the music. My thong panties were dripping as I put on a show for my husband with my unknowing boyfriend.

  We spent another hour at the bar before I told Brad that I had a surprise for him. I told him that my husband was on a golf trip with his buddies, and that I had rented a room at a local hotel for the two of us to enjoy for the night. What I didn’t tell him was that I had also rented the room adjoining, and that my husband was going to be in it.

  Before we left I again excused myself to go to the ladies’ room, and upon my return I gave Zach a note that I had prepared earlier in the day, along with a key to the hotel room. In the note I told him that his fantasy about seeing me make it with another guy was about to come true. I also said that if he didn’t want to see it, he should go home and that I would see him the next day. Would he or wouldn’t he, I wondered, take me up on my offer?

  On the drive to the hotel, I teased Brad by massaging his stiff cock through his pants. By the time we got to the hotel he was about to blow his wad. Once we were in the room, Brad went into the john to freshen up, and I unlocked the door to the adjoining room. Zach had not yet arrived, and I began to think that, despite what he had always said he wanted, the thought of me with another man was too much for him. Maybe I had called his bluff.

  As soon as Brad came out of the bathroom we embraced and went into a long passionate kiss. He eagerly caressed my breasts and slowly began to unbutton my blouse the rest of the way. As I began to undress him in turn, I heard the door to the adjoining room creak open, and then I knew that Zach had shown up after all, and that my husband was now watching me seduce my lover. That fact alone made me become even wetter, and I moaned with anticipation. Soon I had all of Brad’s clothes off except for his briefs, and I asked him to kiss my breasts, positioning myself so that Zach would have a clear view of the action.

  As Brad worked his way down my neck to my tits, I looked over at the door to the adjoining room. It was only open a crack, but I knew that my husband’s eye was close behind it. Looking directly at him, I smiled, looked over to him and mouthed the words, “Enjoy the show.”

  Brad attempted to unhook my bra, but I stopped him, saying that I felt sexier with it on. Zach was a lingerie freak, and I knew that he would enjoy it more if I kept my lace bra and thong panties on throughout the evening.

  Soon Brad was gently licking my navel and begging me to let him eat my pussy. Who was I to deny the man his pleasure? I slowly eased out of my tight jeans and allowed him to pull them off me. As I mentioned earlier, one of my best attributes is my ripe ass, which was accentuated by my pink thong panties. I climbed onto the bed and Brad got between my legs and began to suck my pussy lips through the silk garment. By then my cunt was sloppy-wet and my musky scent was heavy in the air. I had shaved my pussy that morning, as I knew that both Brad and my husband loved a very trim snatch.

  Up to that point I had been making sure that Zach could see and hear everything that was going on, but once Brad began to eat my pussy I was oblivious to everything but my own pleasure. I have had my snatch eaten by several men in my life, but Brad was the hands-down winner when it came to getting me off that way. Pushing my panties to the side, my lover spread my outer lips apart with one hand, and with that same hand pulled back my clitoral hood, exposing my pink little clit to the ministrations of his mouth. After several minutes of nibbling, sucking and licking, he slipped a finger into my cunt and began to stroke my G-spot with a slow yet forceful pressure which soon had me wailing. I came and came, screaming as the force of my orgasm overwhelmed me in its own beautiful way.

  Panting heavily, I pulled Brad up to me and began to stroke his long, hard cock. My other hand went down to my wet curt, and as I jacked off my lover I proceeded to caress myself to another orgasm.

  After I came again I looked over at the door, which had drifted open a bit more, and I could tell that my husband was jacking himself off with vim and vigor. Obviously Zach was not disappointed with my activities on this wonderful night.

  Soon I was licking my stud’s eight-inch tool while keeping an eye on Zach’s reaction to my cocksucking. This is one activity that I didn’t do very often, but tonight I wanted to make sure that I put on a wild show to prove to him that I was desirable to other men. Slowly I relaxed my jaw muscles, and little by little I took all of Brad’s manhood in my mouth. In order to heighten the experience for my lover, I began to massage his anus, then slowly inserted a finger in his butthole. After a few moments Brad shot his wad in my mouth, and I eagerly swallowed every bit of his come with delight and pleasure.

  Soon Brad got up and went to the bathroom. I quickly jumped out of bed and went over to the slightly opened door and my lusting husband. The first words out of his mouth were, “You’re so hot! I want you now!” I told him he’d have to wait, because this was not his night. And with that I smiled and went back to the bed to await the return of my lover.

  Once Brad rejoined me in bed I quickly got him aroused again, then pleaded with him to stick his dick in my wet cunt. Soon I was on my knees, facing my husband, as Brad pulled my thong to one side and slowly entered my cunt with his eager cock. Within seconds I was moaning and urging him to fuck me harder than he had ever fucked me before. As he rammed his cock into my hole I was able to watch Zach pounding his meat in unison. After several minutes of fucking me like a porn star, Brad announced he was going to come, and soon we both climaxed at the same time as he shot his hot jism into my squirming cunt.

  I still wasn’t finished. Within minutes I got him hard again, and I began to gently suck and lick his cock and balls. After a while he moaned that he was going to come again, so I took his dick out of my mouth and finished the job by hand, letting him shoot his wad on my tits and body.

  As we lay resting in each other’s arms I heard the door close softly, and I knew that Zach had finally had all he could stand for that night, even if I hadn’t.

  Early the next morning, as I drove home, I wondered what kind of reception I would get from my husband. Upon my arrival, I found him still asleep in bed. So I removed my still wet panties and placed them over his face, then crawled into bed and snuggled up to him. He woke up instantly and fucked me more passionately than he had in months. Afterwards he swore that he would never take me for granted again—as long as I continued to prove to him how attractive I could be to another man!—F.V., Lexington, Kentucky

  THE TWO GIRLS WANTED HIM TO GET INTO SOMETHING COMFORTABLE, NAMELY THEM

  About fifteen years ago I met a Cuban-American couple named José and Anita, with whom I became really good friends. After a few years I moved to another state and lost contact with them. Last November I moved back to Florida and found out that they had divorced a few years ago. I looked up Anita, and we went out partying together a few times, as friends. One weekend we were out at the county fair when we met up with a girlfriend of Anita’s named Roseanne. After a few hours of drinking beer and Jell-O shots, we decided to go to Anita’s house and carry on the party.

  Anita was wearing a tight-fitting miniskirt and a silk blouse that showed off her perky little braless tits. Roseanne had on tight blue jeans and a white T-shirt you could almost see through. Both of them were about the same height, around five feet four, petite, dark-haired and brown-eyed. Anita was in her thirties and Roseanne about twenty-two.

  When we got to Anita’s house the girls decided they wanted to change into something more comfortable. I said that they looked perfectly edible just the way they were, so why change? They just giggled and disappeared into the bedroom.

  After about five minute
s they called to me from the bedroom, asking me to come in and to help them out. When I walked in, Anita had removed her skirt. Her blouse barely covered her crotch and her pretty little ass. Roseanne was in just her T-shirt and panties.

  I stopped just inside the door, looking at them and feeling my cock getting stiff. Anita came over to me and said she thought I had too much clothing on, and that maybe I should get more comfortable too. As she started undoing my pants Roseanne came over, and I started kissing her and rubbing her firm ass. I slipped my right hand inside the back of her panties and worked my way down to her sweet little pussy. Anita got my pants down and began giving me a blowjob, and my knees felt wobbly. We ended up on the floor, with Anita’s beautiful mouth around my cock and Roseanne’s crotch in my face. Roseanne’s pussy was sweet and small and nicely shaved. When she started coming in my mouth, Anita reached up to play with her tits. This made Roseanne come even harder.

  After she regained some of her composure, they both got on their hands and knees, shaking their asses at me, and told me to take my pick. I chose Anita first, since I had known her longer and had often fantasized about her pretty little body. I crouched behind her and eased my cock into her soaking-wet pussy. Oh God, it felt so good! Roseanne crawled up under us and started licking my balls while I fucked Anita. Then Anita began licking Roseanne’s pussy. Thank god for mirrors, because I got to watch her eating that pretty little pussy while I fucked her.

  After a while we changed positions, and Anita got to have a good tongue lashing while I got my cock into Roseanne’s tight little pussy. When I said I was going to come they both moved around and started licking and sucking on my cock. Anita didn’t like to swallow, but Roseanne did, and she deep-throated my cock while I came.

  We all fell asleep on Anita’s bed, with me in the middle. The next morning I woke up with my cock in Roseanne’s mouth, and we started all over again.—L.K., Tuscon, Arizona