Letters to Penthouse XVI

by Penthouse International

  As we went into our room, Lilly told us that the only reason she and Sam were at the motel was because he knew she would meet someone to have sex with. “It’s like I told you,” she said. “He’s more interested in cocks than women.” She said that if I were to visit their house, Sam would offer me the chance to fuck her while he watched and jacked off, as he’d done many times before.

  “So you would fuck my husband if he came over?” Beryl asked.

  “Sure, if he wanted to,” Lilly replied.

  Beryl said, “Honey, why don’t you give Lilly some of that great loving you’re so good at? She seems not to be getting enough, and I get it all the time.” She turned to Lilly. “And I mean all the time,” she went on. “The man can’t get enough. After the fifth time in one day, I have to tell him to take a break, but he still jacks off two or three more times after that. In a seven-day period, we have fucked as many as fifty times. The only time I get a break is when it’s that time of the month, and then it’s blow jobs five times a day.”

  Lilly said she was getting really hot. She got on all fours, and I got behind her and slid my cock into her pussy. She moaned with pleasure and started rocking her body, fucking me back. I told her that Beryl would love to suck her tits and lick her clit while I had my cock in her pussy, and Beryl did. Lilly lasted only a little while before she had a really powerful orgasm. I kept fucking her, and she came again and again. Then I asked her if she would like to eat Beryl’s pussy. She was really getting into eating Beryl out when I shot a load of come into her body.

  Beryl cleaned out Lilly’s cunt with her tongue. Lilly started sucking my cock, but I said I wanted to stick it into Beryl. Beryl presented her ass to me, and I slid my saliva-slick tool into her anus. Lilly licked her pussy and clit as I fucked her. She stopped licking long enough to say that she loved taking it in the ass, and she could see that Beryl did too. She said, “You both know so much about pleasing each other.”

  After switching between Beryl’s ass and pussy, I finally shot a big load in her cunt. Then the two of them gave me a great double blow job. I fucked Lilly in the ass. Beryl sucked me off. We all three fucked again. I shot come in Lilly’s mouth. Finally, about three in the morning, we all fell asleep.

  When I woke up about eight, I found that Beryl was gone. She had left a note saying that said she’d finally got hold of the person she’d been trying to call. It was her husband, and he was picking her up down the street.

  I showed the note to Lilly. She said she couldn’t believe that Beryl and I had just met. Then she went to see if Sam had come back. It turned out he had found her note and left her another. It said, “So you’re getting laid and might not come back. Well, that’s fine, you fucking whore. Have the stud give you a ride home.”

  I said, “Lilly, how would you like to take the scenic route to the coast? I could have you home in a week.”

  “Sure, why not?” Lilly said. Then she added, “Listen, if I wasn’t married to a cocksucker, would you be interested?”

  “Hell, yes!” I said.

  Lilly is no longer married to Sam. We are living together now, and we fuck all the time. Recently Lilly told me she was pregnant. I guess we’ll get married, and maybe we’ll spend our honeymoon back at that motel where we first met. I wonder if Beryl will be around.

  —J.S., New Castle, Delaware

  HE HAS A SPECIAL SESSION WITH A LADY PHOTOGRAPHER AND HER SEXY ASSISTANT?

  As I left my local park after an afternoon of playing basketball, I was approached by two women. The taller one introduced herself as Sharon, and said she and her assistant, Gloria, were photographing men, and wondered if they could use me as a subject. Flattered by the offer, I accepted. They then escorted me back to Sharon’s apartment, with a quick stop at a deli for beer.

  Sharon’s place was simple but very comfortable. The only decoration was a series of photographs hung on the wall. Most of them were of people in everyday situations, but a few were nudes, both men and women. Gloria handed me a Becks, and explained that Sharon wanted her photos to show how sexy men could be at work and play. The two had seen me playing hoops, and thought the sweat on my face and chest was attractive. I thanked her for the compliment, took a swig of beer and asked her what they wanted me to do.

  Gloria led me back to Sharon’s bedroom, which doubled as her studio. Sharon, a tall, curvaceous redhead, had set up the camera and asked me to stand next to a white chair she had placed against a wall. She took several pictures of me standing by the chair, and leaning on it, and a few of me just sitting on the ground. Before each shot Gloria would come over and adjust my arms or legs slightly to get the pose she wanted. She was short-haired and athletically built, and I began to get turned on by the feel of her hands on my body, and the way she’d look at me and ask if I was comfortable.

  Sharon asked me to take off my shirt, shoes and socks. She then asked me to flex the muscles in my arms, chest and back. For the last sequence, she had me face the wall and extend my arms outward. Gloria came over and moved them up slightly, and then ran her fingertips down my back. Little jolts of pleasure shot down my spine and right into my penis. I began to wonder how far this would go.

  Sharon and Gloria tried to make me feel comfortable by complimenting my body and saying how great the photos would be. All this attention from two very attractive young women was really turning me on.

  Then Sharon asked if I would mind posing in just my jockstrap. I was hesitant, because I didn’t know who might see these photos eventually, but Sharon said only she and Gloria would ever view them. And then Gloria walked over and said, “Besides, if you’ve got it, flaunt it, right?” Then she grabbed my ass. I decided to go for it, even though I knew my penis was beginning to strain against my jockstrap, and the resultant bulge would leave little to the imagination.

  I dropped my shorts, then stood up to see both Gloria and Sharon looking at my crotch. “Very nice,” Sharon said, and took a few shots. “Now turn around.” I did, showing them my bare ass. I heard the camera click a few times, and then Gloria came up and turned the chair to face the wall. She asked me to move behind the chair, then bent me over it. Then she stroked my ass playfully and asked if I was enjoying this. I said yes, but my breath was getting short. Gloria said that was good, and then ran her hand down the crack of my ass, brushing her fingertips against my asshole.

  After a few more shots, Sharon asked me to turn around. “If you don’t want to do this, I’ll understand,” she said, “but I’d really like to take some shots of you nude.”

  “Oh, he’ll do it,” Gloria chimed in. “He’s getting turned on. Look at how big his dick is.”

  I didn’t know what to do. I was incredibly turned on, but also incredibly self-conscious. Here I was, practically nude in front of two fully clothed women. As I hesitated, Gloria walked up to me and kissed me. “If you won’t do it, then I will,” she said, and she grabbed my jockstrap and pulled it down to my ankles. My cock swung free and brushed her hair as she stood up. She looked down and said “Nice cock. I like it hard like that.”

  Sharon’s camera began clicking. She moved in closer to focus on my dick. “Hold it all the way up,” she instructed. “So I can see your balls.”

  Before I could move Gloria grabbed my dick, saying, “I’ll help.” She gave it a few long slow strokes, and a few drops of pre-come emerged. “Have you ever tasted yourself?” she asked me. I lied and said no. Gloria rubbed the pre-come onto her fingers and put them to my lips. “I think you should try it,” she whispered. I took her fingers into my mouth and heard the camera click. “Not too bad, right?” Gloria smiled. I nodded. Then she stuck her hand down into her shorts, and after a moment brought it out and stuck her glistening fingers back in my face. “Which do you prefer?” she whispered. I sucked on her fingers and tasted her sweet, salty fluid. “See,” Gloria said. “You’re not the only one getting turned on around here.”

  The camera clicked again. “You guys are hot,” Sharon moaned from behind the came
ra. I looked up at her. Here I was, absolutely naked and hard, with one woman sticking her hand in my mouth, and another catching it all on film. Sharon rubbed herself and looked at Gloria. “Put that thing in your mouth. Let’s make some porno.”

  Gloria looked up at me and stroked my dick. Then she put her mouth on mine and gave me a long French kiss. When she pulled her mouth away she dropped to her knees and began kissing my thighs. Her tongue darted at my balls, and I let out a moan. She licked my cock from base to tip, then slowly wrapped her lips around its head. She stopped for a second as the camera clicked.

  “How far can you take him, Gloria?” Sharon said. In reply, Gloria slowly moved down my cock until she had it entirely in her mouth. “Deep throating, Gloria?” Sharon said huskily. “You’re a horny little thing, aren’t you?”

  Gloria breathed through her nose and flicked her tongue around my balls. I felt myself welling up, but so did Gloria. She pulled my dick out of her mouth and grasped the base hard. “I don’t want you to come yet,” she panted.

  She stood up suddenly and pulled off her shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and the nipples on her firm B-cup breasts stood out sharply. Then she stepped out of her shorts, and I was startled to see that she wore no panties either. She kissed me again. “Will you eat me?” she asked.

  I laid her down on the ground and dove in. I sucked on her clit and shoved my tongue into her cunt. She was very wet, and began to moan gently. As I devoured her, Sharon moved in with her camera, asking me to pull Gloria’s cunt lips apart and to lick her down to her ass. I complied with every request, feeling like a porn star. Gloria kneaded my shoulders with her hands as her orgasm began to build. She moaned more loudly, and then I felt her contract. She came with a yell, and I felt my mouth flood with her juices. She looked up at me, and then at Sharon. “God, I feel good,” she sighed.

  Sharon put the camera down. “I have to get more film,” she said. “Don’t do anything until I reload.” I stood up and caught her as she walked away, putting my hands on her breasts from behind. She moaned and rubbed her ass against me, but she said. “No, wait, I have to shoot you.” I told her Gloria and I needed more stimuli, and pulled her shirt over her head. Her C-cups, cradled in a lacy bra, came into view. “Okay,” she said. “I’ll undress.” She removed her shorts and panties and stood there naked, her red pussy moist with excitement. I dropped to my knees and started licking her crotch, but she reluctantly pushed me away. “No, not yet.”

  I felt a tug at my arm. It was Gloria. “Fuck me,” she pleaded. “Fuck me now. I want you in me.”

  I grabbed her and pulled her to the floor. I rubbed the head of my penis against her clit, and heard the whir of the camera. “Put just the tip in,” Sharon said. I did, and Gloria’s warmth made my dick feel welcome. “Now just a little bit more.” Gloria arched her hips, begging for full penetration. The hell with Sharon. I slid all of my cock inside Gloria’s sweet tight pussy and began fucking her slowly, concentrating on every stroke. I brought my mouth down to hers and we kissed sloppily. Sharon’s camera clicked in the background.

  “Flip her! Do her doggie-style,” Sharon said. I was getting tired of being manipulated and was about to tell Sharon to go to hell, but Gloria liked the idea. She got up on her hands and knees, and I entered her from behind. Her moans grew louder. I felt her pussy tighten, and she stopped breathing. Sharon moved around to capture the expression on her face as she came.

  I slowed my pumping down as Gloria shuddered through her orgasm. A moment later she turned her head to look at me. “Do me,” she panted. “Do my ass.”

  Sharon brought the camera in close as I began to lick Gloria’s ass. I stuck as much of my tongue as I could into her hole, and tasted her mustiness. Sharon let out a moan. She was holding the camera with one hand and stroking herself with the other. I straightened up and positioned my dick at Gloria’s asshole. I slid the tip in, and heard Gloria cry out, “Yes! Please give it to me!”

  “That’s good, Gloria,” said Sharon, her camera pointed at Gloria’s face. “Show us how much you love it.”

  Gloria stared straight at the camera. “Yes, I love it!” she moaned. “I want his cock in my asshole. I need him to fuck my asshole hard!”

  I slid more of my dick into her tight passage as Gloria continued to moan loudly. I then pumped her ass, slowly at first, but then more quickly, and Gloria muttered “Oh, my God,” with every stroke. As I pounded away I felt her body begin to convulse with another orgasm. My balls swelled, and I knew I was about to come as well. Gloria pounded the ground with her fist as her passion crescendoed.

  Sharon kept clicking away. “Come in her mouth,” she said. I would have ignored her, but again Gloria’s inarticulate cry seemed to second the suggestion. Besides, it was a great idea.

  I pulled out of Gloria’s ass and moved in front of her, and she raised her face to meet my dick. She was so far gone she could barely open her mouth. I jerked my cock and felt my semen fly out. Gob after gob shot into Gloria’s gasping mouth. As the last drops left my penis, I fell onto the floor. Gloria collapsed on my legs, her face nuzzling my cock. Sharon continued to shoot until she ran out of film again. Then she headed for her darkroom, leaving us exhausted on the floor.

  Sharon said I could come back in a week to check out the photos. She also told me it would be her turn to make it with me while Gloria took the pictures. I’ll let you know how that works out.

  —D.E., Oak Park, Illinois

  SHE DID A BLACK MAN SO HER HUSBAND COULD WATCH, BUT SHE FOUND SHE LOVED IT

  I’m one of those husbands whose all-time favorite fantasy is to watch his wife get fucked by some well-hung stud. We’ve been together so long that I’ve lost my insecurity and jealousy. I’m no longer threatened by the thought that she might leave me for someone else. It also seems like such a waste not to let some deserving guy have the opportunity to enjoy fucking my sexy wife. Karen, my sweet, beautiful companion of twelve years, is petite, about five feet tall and ninety-six pounds. She has long blonde hair and keeps in great shape.

  It took a long time for me to even mention this fantasy to Karen, let alone tell her how it really turned me on. You see, my wife is relatively shy. At first she was shocked by my wanting her to fuck some other man. But after several years, she finally agreed to try it if the opportunity ever arose. She remained very picky about who she would be willing to do it with, however.

  My first choice for the honor of fucking my wife was a friend of mine, a black guy named Carl. He had always been nice and respectful of Karen. I also knew that it had been several months since Carl had been laid.

  I admit that my choice also had something to do with the fact that he was black. I wondered if the stories about black guys were true. The vision of his big black cock entering Karen’s tight, well-trimmed blonde pussy began to obsess me. Karen and I had often used black condoms, just to see what a black cock looked like as it went into her cunt.

  At first I wanted a threesome, with Karen sucking me off while Carl fucked her from behind. But the thought of him taking her became so much of a turn-on that eventually I just wanted to watch her getting fucked, to have him empty his come deep inside her. Just the idea of having somebody else come in her pussy or her mouth made my heart beat faster. On several occasions Karen had said that it would have to be somebody she really trusted in order for her to swallow his come, or let him come inside her.

  I trusted Carl and would often go out partying with him after work. He had come over for dinner a few times. He had shared some stories of his sexual exploits and told me of his fondness for white women. It took several weeks, but I finally got up the courage to hint to him that I thought it might be exciting to try a threesome. I mentioned it as an idea, rather than as an invitation, just to see how he would react. Carl said he thought Karen was gorgeous and that he would jump at the opportunity to join us in a threesome.

  I eventually showed him some pictures I had taken of my wife. Most of them showed her in swimsuits and
sexy lingerie, but there were several nude shots as well. He was so turned on that I knew I had to find a way to make this happen.

  One night when Karen and I were out partying at a club, I called Carl and asked him to come over so that we could run into him as if by accident. Karen was in a really good mood that night and had let go of her inhibitions. The situation was perfect for me to live out my fantasy.

  It was summer, and she was dressed in a really sexy outfit. She had on sheer white panties since she knows how much I enjoy it when she gives total strangers unexpected views up her skirt. She seemed happy when we ran into Carl and became exceptionally flirtatious with him. When he went to the men’s room, I told her that I was getting turned on by her excessive attention toward him. She asked me if I wanted her to continue, and I replied in the affirmative.

  When Carl came back, I excused myself so Karen could be alone with him for a while. On my way back, I stopped at a distance and watched them to see how far they had gotten. I could see that Karen was all over him, and he had his hand on her inner thigh, but he seemed unsure as how far to proceed.

  He already knew how I felt about it, so I just tried not to disrupt things when I got back. We stayed there for a while, the two of them busy with their hands under the table. I was hoping that his hands were in her panties as much as I hoped her hands were rubbing his cock, but from where I was sitting I couldn’t tell.

  Finally I said I had drunk too much to drive, and Carl was in no shape to drive either. I suggested that we get a room at a nearby motel. Carl had no objection, and neither did Karen. Carl and I both knew what we wanted, but the question was whether or not Karen was feeling adventurous enough to let both of us fuck her.

  We got the room, and once there we had some more to drink, until we were all feeling pretty bold. I suggested to Karen that she lie down on the bed and relax, which she did. I dimmed the lights and went over to the bed and lay next to her. She was flat on her back, and I motioned to Carl to come and lie on her other side. As he approached the bed, Carl very openly looked her body up and down, obviously admiring it. Karen just smiled at him, and I figured she was as ready as she would ever be.