Letters to Penthouse XX

by Penthouse International

  She wrapped her legs around my head, causing my tongue to go deeper inside her as she moaned my name over and over. I thrust my tongue deep into her vagina and her body began to shake uncontrollably as she covered my face with a flood of her honey.

  Cheryl then moved my head up to her mouth and kissed my face and neck, working her way toward my breasts.

  “They’re so beautiful and big,” she sighed, taking them eagerly into her hands.

  Cheryl alternated kissing and sucking them, and I could feel my love-juice trickling down my cleft. As I pushed my wet pelvis against her legs, Cheryl quickly made her way down to my crotch. I felt her small mouth on my clit. She was sucking it very hard and making me buck my hips against her lovely face.

  She continued to gently squeeze my breasts while lashing her tongue against my clit and darting it into my crease over and over until the sensation made me orgasm very hard into her mouth. I nearly passed out from the intensity and Cheryl kept her head between my legs for half an hour, gently kissing my quivering pussy.

  We ate each other out again in a 69 position before falling asleep in each other’s arms. Needless to say, since then we practice yoga (and oral sex) on a regular basis.—A.T., Seattle, Washington

  THE OTHER WOMAN CAN BREAK THINGS UP

  AND MAKE UP NEW THINGS

  Kate and I have been girlfriends for the past eight years. She’s a very attractive woman, with long dark hair and a firm yet curvaceous figure. She was in what appeared to be a very stable marriage. But I guess sometimes things aren’t always what they seem.

  After I heard about her divorce, I waited for a few days before going over to visit her. She seemed different, but I couldn’t put my finger on precisely what had happened. She made me a cup of coffee and confessed that she had a few things to get off her chest.

  She talked about her marriage and about things that had been happening. I blurted out, “Was there another woman?”

  Kate let out a mischievous giggle. “Yes there was, but not in the way you imagine. There was another woman, and I was the one who had her!”

  The reply really rocked me. Kate with another woman? It took my breath away. I swallowed hard, unsure how to react. “Who was the special lady?” I asked.

  She hesitated. “There was one woman I liked a lot, but now there’s another. That woman is you.”

  I was in a state of total shock, but new feelings rose in me and I was more aroused than I ever had been before. Suddenly, Kate kissed me full on the lips. The sudden contact between her mouth and mine was unexpected and electrifying. As her tongue touched mine, I melted into her arms, feeling her warm lips with a faint taste of lipstick.

  It all happened so quickly, but the kiss seemed to linger forever. The spell was broken when I realized that Kate was unbuttoning my blouse. I offered no resistance, instead welcoming what she was doing. I wanted her mouth and hands on my breasts and everywhere else! Suddenly, what had seemed forbidden was so erotic and so close.

  Kate removed my bra and started licking around my nipples. It felt almost too good. She took one into her mouth and masterfully circled her tongue around it until it was a hard point in her sucking mouth. I was dizzy with pleasure and my pussy was burning.

  Kate removed my blouse, then pulled down my slacks. She eased me back onto the sofa and pulled my panties off. I couldn’t believe what was happening. Kate spread my thighs and immediately slid two fingers inside my vagina. My juices began covering her fingers like silken oils as she purred, “What beautiful labia you have.”

  I let out deep moans as my friend diddled me. Then Kate moved her face close between my legs, gently blowing warm air over my crotch. I couldn’t take it any longer. I spread my legs to the max and begged her to eat me. Kate placed her tongue on my sex and licked wet lines around my velvet entrance. I let loose with a profusion of bodily sex fluids, which Kate eagerly lapped up. I never knew a woman’s mouth could make me feel like this.

  Kate slid her tongue inside my slit and my muscles contracted around it. She expertly pushed it in and out, giving me a deep tongue-fucking. Kate grabbed onto my ass and pulled me even closer to her. The sides of her cheeks were covered with my juices and before long it was all I could bear.

  My body stiffened as I began to climax, my vagina pulsing around her pleasing tongue. I was exhausted by the time she removed her mouth from my pussy. When she was finished, she kissed me with her lips, which were enticingly covered with my own love-juice.

  I was spent, but not too tired to return the favor. Kate pulled off her panty hose and sexy white panties. Then she guided my head to her sensuous seam. Since it was my first time giving oral sex to a woman, I felt awkward. But Kate was with me, and she told me to take all the time I needed. She said she felt completely comfortable with me, and that made me feel even more comfortable in my new position. I chilled out and followed my instincts as I began probing my tongue around her mons pubis.

  I licked the outside of her large labia and gently inserted my tongue between her pussy lips. I was instantly rewarded by her musky smell and sex taste. Kate’s pleasure moans egged me on. Soon I was sucking and licking the entire length of her cunt, taking each labia gently into my mouth.

  Kate moved her hips back and forth, covering my face and cheeks with her sex juice. I fingered her clit with my thumb as I sucked both labia into my mouth. Suddenly she filled my mouth with her liquid lust.

  I could have kept my mouth there for hours, but Kate pulled me up to her face and kissed me. We lay side by side for another hour, rubbing and caressing each other’s body. It was heavenly. I stayed in her bed all night and now I share her bed every night.—D.S., Baltimore, Maryland

  TAKE TWO RESTLESS WIVES, ADD SUN,

  POOL AND RUM, AND STIR

  I am a brunette with blue eyes, long legs and a great pair of tits. I’ve been married for six months, and while the sex is still great, I don’t get enough of it because my husband is busy most of the time. Ray is an architect who works long hours, leaving me at home in our huge house. This gives me plenty of time to hang out with my best friend, Monica.

  We sit by the pool, sunbathe and talk about our sexual fantasies, which include just about everything, even lesbian sex. Although neither of us had ever actually had sex with a woman, we both admitted to having masturbated while thinking about it.

  Monica used to be a model before she married Eric, who is a successful fashion designer. Her main complaint is that Eric, like my Ray, is addicted to work and never has enough time for making love. She has hazel-green eyes, dark black hair, small pearlike breasts and legs I’d kill for. I’ve always secretly found her magically delicious.

  One day Monica dropped by after doing some shopping to model her new outfits for me. I made us some rum and Cokes and went out onto the terrace overlooking the pool. My bedroom opens onto the terrace and I could see Monica stripping down to her black lace lingerie, before finally stripping down totally nude. I’m telling you, she was built. Then she stepped through the sliding doors, busting me as I sat watching the show.

  What she was wearing took my breath away. The latest style of black Lycra bikini perfectly showed off her incredible body. Monica’s smile let me know she knew how hot she looked as she whirled about, giving me a great view of her firm ass.

  I suggested to Monica that she take the plunge and try out her new bikini in our pool. It was a scorching hot day in Southern California, and the rum had made me feel a little more forward than usual. I was really turned on by my girlfriend’s sexy look. She agreed to swim, but suggested we do it in the nude. I guess she didn’t want to get her new bathing suit wet.

  While Monica stripped off her suit, I peeled out of my shorts and T-shirt and we both jumped into the blue water. The water felt good and cool. We both did laps and then I started splashing Monica. She liked horsing around, and before we knew it, we were tangled up in a play water fight.

  I grabbed Monica’s shoulders and then she chased me underwater. I brought my moun
d up against hers and rubbed, pushing my breasts against her chest. Our mouths met underwater. We French-kissed until we had sucked all the air out of our lungs and had to move back to the surface.

  Monica broke away and pulled herself up out of the pool. Her naked, tanned body and large brown nipples looked succulent, glistening with the beads of water. She ran over to a tanning towel and lay down. I came over and sat beside her. She pulled me down on the towel with her.

  It felt so good to explore this part of my psyche with this lovely woman. Monica cupped my breasts in her hands and circled the nipples with her fingers. We kissed again and again. Our passion began to increase, becoming more and more intense. I took one of her large brown nipples into my hot mouth. Monica shuddered from my suckling. I moved to her other nipple and took it gently between my teeth, flicking my tongue against its hardening point.

  My hands moved down her lean torso and found her shaved pussy. Monica urged me to move inside her hole and I spread her lips, shoving my ring finger all the way into her hot cave. She writhed against my body on the towel, and I could feel the beads of sweat mixed with pool water seeping onto my warm skin.

  Monica lay back and parted her legs widely. She placed one hand on my head, guiding me between her thighs. I flicked my tongue over her clit. My own snatch steamed with cooz. I slid my finger out of Monica’s pussy and used her wetness as a lubricant to fit it deeply into her asshole. Monica groaned and said she was going to come any moment.

  She groaned again, and the sound echoed around the enclosed terrace. Monica was getting wilder in her ecstasy. She pushed my face against her cunt, begging me to suck even harder on her aching snatch.

  I could feel her pussy lips closing around my tongue, which let me know she was ready for climax. I lapped harder to make sure that she got off by my tongue-fucking. I kept working my finger in and out of her anus too. Monica exploded all over my face, gushing out her nectar and letting it run out onto my tongue as fast as I could lap it up.

  Monica then said it was my turn to receive some pleasure. She spread my legs and quickly went to town on my muff. She used her whole face to stimulate my cunt, even rubbing her chin along the length of my crease. Just as I couldn’t take it anymore, she told me to hold still. I could have thrown her in the pool as I watched her go into the house, I was so frustrated. What the fuck did she think she was doing? Did she think I didn’t have an orgasm to reach?

  Luckily for me, Monica quickly returned with her black purse. She opened it and took out the largest vibrator I had ever seen in my life. It must have been twelve inches long and two inches thick. Monica promised me the orgasm of my life.

  She clicked it on with a hum and applied it expertly to my clit. The feeling was so fucking intense, it was unbelievable. It was almost too much to take. The sun, the rum and the sex had gone to my head, making me utterly horny.

  My hips rocked back and forth to the motion of the big-tipped vibrator in Monica’s hand. I was able to feel the tension building up in my body and especially around my love button. Then I started to thrash wildly against the vibrator from an overpowering orgasm that almost blew my loins out. I was in heaven.

  After I came, I lay there panting on the towel for a minute, trying to catch my breath. My beautiful girlfriend held me in her arms, her black hair spilling over my face as she whispered sexy promises to me. I knew from then on our lives were not going to be so lackluster in the future. Who cared if our husbands worked twenty-four hours a day? We had each other to play with.—T.R., Downey, California

  BOYS WILL BE BOYS, BUT GIRLS WILL HAVE TOYS—AND

  MARY ANN HAS TWO

  My husband Steven and I have one incredibly hot sex life. He goes on overseas business trips often and I’m really horny when he’s away. Steven knows that I’m curious about having sex with a woman, and the idea turns him on to no end. He suggested that I place an ad in a swingers magazine to see if I could meet a woman interested in fooling around. Getting the green light from him like that really turned me on, but I wondered if he just wanted to have an excuse to make it with two women. Maybe I should just shut up and tell you my story.

  We were lying in bed one night, recovering from an extremely intense . . . what do you call it? Sex session? We had just fucked like rabbits, is what we’d done, and we were both just lying there thinking about how lucky we both were.

  Anyway, Steven started massaging my breasts and talking about how sexy it would be for a woman to do the same to me.

  “What do you mean, ‘Do the same’?” I asked him.

  “Well,” he said, “I don’t necessarily mean fuck you, but make you come like I just did. Or rub your breasts this way.”

  “God, that would be wild,” I told him, and that’s when he told me to start looking. And even though we were both wasted, we ended up fucking all night long.

  Steven left for Hong Kong the next morning with his business partner, Dean. I kissed him good-bye and then started typing my ad. I wasn’t wasting any time.

  My ad stated that I was a twenty-five-year-old woman with brown shoulder-length hair and a 34-24-32 figure, looking for a sensual female interested in exploring her lesbian tendencies. Just as I was about to print it, my printer jammed. I called Sena, Dean’s wife, to see if she’d know how to fix it.

  Sena offered to come over herself, which was great since I really enjoy her company. Sena is five eight, with blue eyes and short blonde hair. She keeps her figure trim by running every day. We get along really well, but she is usually busy when I try getting together with her. If you ask me, she works too hard, but I suppose she’s gotta do what she’s gotta do, just like the rest of us slobs. Such is life.

  It didn’t take her long to get the printer on-line and printing immediately. Before I could remove the paper, Sena read my ad. I was embarrassed but she just smiled and asked if Steven and I were intending to explore new territory. She had a look on her face like she was perhaps an original settler. It was a look I had never seen in her eyes before, and so I wasn’t quite sure. I stepped gingerly.

  I was a little shy having this conversation with Sena, but she made things a little easier by asking me if I found her attractive. I instantly became wet as I knew where this was leading. I couldn’t hide my desire for her and she saw the horny look in my eyes.

  I blurted out that I really liked her nice round breasts. I must have turned beet red. Sena laughed and said, “So you’re a tit girl” and pulled me close. She put my hand on her breast and said they were C-cups. I felt her arms close around me with my hand still on her soft, full tit, then I experienced my first kiss with another woman. Holy fucking Christ.

  Her tongue was hot as it darted in and out of my mouth and then swirled around my own tongue. My pussy was swelling as Sena’s hands snaked up my blouse and unhooked my bra, freeing my breasts. She played with my hard nipples and then I felt her large breasts pressing against mine. It sent tingles all through me, and I knew we were past the point of no return.

  Even so, just then we stopped our kissing and she guided me into the master bedroom. We were so hot for each other that we quickly stripped out of our clothes. That’s when I got my first wonderful look at her tight naked body. Sena had small perky, pink nipples and well-defined abs, and I saw that her pussy was shaved bald. I really did feel like an explorer surveying a whole new world.

  She lay me onto the bed and began sucking my nipples until they stuck straight up. She kissed her way down my stomach and I spread my legs as wide as I could in anticipation. Then she buried her face in my soaking pussy. Seeing a woman with soft blonde hair between my legs made me gush as if I had already come. I felt like there was only the slightest feathery presence down there. It was quite a different experience than having a big hairy dick-man down there. It was like having sex with an angel, and we hadn’t even really gotten started yet.

  Sena started expertly licking my clit and fingering my juicy hole. She told me I tasted great and asked if I was eager to eat my first pussy. I m
oaned yes and we got into a 69 with her on top.

  Suddenly, her shaved mound was above my face, her huge pussy lips hanging down more than an inch. I stuck out my tongue and probed between the folds of her sex. I gingerly started licking the long crease of her slit. The musky aroma of her pussy put me over the edge and I came. My body shook and convulsed in multiple orgasms as Sena continued lapping at my hole.

  When I recovered, I eagerly went back to work on her wet pussy. I spread her fleshy lips with my tongue and snaked it deep inside her. Sena’s juices were running over my face. She began writhing and squirming on top of me. It wasn’t long before she was shouting in pleasure as I brought her to orgasm by flicking my tongue against her giant clit. She turned around and we lay next to each other, kissing and tasting each other’s juices.

  We did another great 69 before we went into the bathroom and shared a quick shower. Sena asked me if she could shave my pussy like hers, promising that if I did she would guarantee that it would get a lot of attention in the next two weeks. I lathered up and Sena carefully shaved me clean.

  We got back into our clothes and I fixed us some dinner while Sena was busy making a couple of phone calls. While we ate, she told me that we were going to go by one of her girlfriend’s apartments for a little fun later. I was still in a state of shock after what had just happened, but very excited about meeting yet another sexy woman into women.

  An hour or so later, we drove to a small, classy apartment complex. On the way up she teasingly called me “Tit Girl,” adding that I was going to love Mary Ann.

  I followed her down a walkway to a door at the top of some stairs. The door swung open and an attractive redhead stood in the entrance. She welcomed us in with a wide smile on her face. Sena introduced me to Mary Ann.

  “This,” she said like an intrepid world traveler, “is Mary Ann.”

  Mary Ann had long, wavy red hair, blue eyes and a creamy-light complexion. My eyes immediately caught her huge breasts, which looked even bigger because of her narrow waist. I wasn’t surprised to learn that she was Sena’s jogging partner. I can imagine the number of men who line up behind them whenever they go for a run.