Letters to Penthouse XX

by Penthouse International

  As I started to slowly fuck my wife from behind, her face pressed into the pillow, I spoke sexily to her. I told her it turned me on too, this idea of her and Amy together. I encouraged her to follow her desires, no matter how forbidden they might seem. No pleasure is bad, anything that feels good deep inside you is good, I said, as I came between her ass-cheeks. Moaning her approval, Maeve promised me she’d follow her bliss from there on in.

  The following Monday I had to work late, but Maeve said she’d go to the fitness center anyway. Amy arrived just after her, wearing silk running shorts and a very tight tank top that accentuated her grapefruit-sized tits. Amy took the Stairmaster right next to Maeve, even though there were only a few other people there.

  After a minute Maeve looked over and saw a tantalizing sideview of Amy’s breast through the cut-off sleeve of her top. Maeve said that she was mesmerized, and could feel her pussy juice begin to soak through her panties. With all the physical exertion and lust, she was afraid she might faint.

  Amy soon turned to Maeve and asked if she had a busy day ahead. Maeve informed her that she was on vacation. Amy then invited her over to her apartment for tea. Maeve eagerly took her up on it, weak with anticipation. By then, her panties were soaked through and through.

  After showering, they went to their cars, and Maeve followed Amy home. On the way up to her apartment Maeve asked Amy if she was married or lived with anyone. Amy told her that she was a lesbian, and had left her lover back in Hong Kong. She asked if Maeve was uncomfortable with this, and Maeve said no, it was okay.

  Amy brought my wife some herbal tea, then announced she was going to slip into something more comfortable. She quickly returned in a beautiful green silk robe. As they sipped their tea it was obvious to both of them that they would soon be having sex, it was just a question of when. The suspense was killing Maeve, and her pussy was aching for Amy’s tongue.

  Finally Amy couldn’t take it any longer. She lunged across the sofa at Maeve and wrapped her thin, strong arms around her. Maeve put her hand through the robe and onto Amy’s breast. Amy moaned, saying, “I’m going to make you feel so good today”

  The Chinese beauty began to kiss Maeve. Amy then pulled up Maeve’s T-shirt. She ran her hands over Maeve’s creamy breasts. Then she opened her silk robe and began to brush her breasts over Maeve’s. Maeve told me that’s when she just lost it. She cried out for Amy to take her and do what she wanted to her body.

  Amy led her over to the bed and laid my wife down, pulling her shorts off with one quick tug. Now Maeve was completely naked. Amy straddled Maeve’s chest and began to rub her wet cunt over Maeve’s breasts. She said that it had been her fantasy for weeks to do this. She wanted to spread her pussy juice all over Maeve’s tits while she came. Maeve begged her to do it.

  Amy started wildly rubbing herself and bucking into an orgasm. Maeve told Amy she wanted to come right now. Amy gazed at her lustfully and bent down between her legs, spreading her thighs wide apart to get at my wife’s trimmed bush. The Chinese girl began to make little panting sounds as she simultaneously lapped at Maeve’s labia while fingering her own clit.

  Maeve told me she was so turned on she came three times in a row. After that she collapsed on Amy’s bed. Amy sat over her and slowly masturbated, taking her all in.

  Maeve was really into watching Amy masturbate. As Amy neared her orgasm, Maeve pulled her hand away and said, “Let me make you come!”

  Maeve began to lick Amy’s sweet-scented cunt, putting another finger deep in her ass.

  Amy asked my wife to look under the bed. She reached down and pulled out a long, smooth jade dildo. The Chinese girl pleaded with Maeve to shove it up her ass while she ate her out. Maeve was eager to do so, and soon the green rod was sliding in and out of Amy’s tight asshole like a cock.

  With all that attention, it wasn’t long before the Asian woman was coming again. Maeve loved feeling Amy rubbing her crotch over her mouth as she orgasmed. As Amy shivered with her last wave of pleasure, Maeve made sure to insert the jade dildo as far up the petite Asian girl’s anus as it would go. She screamed in ecstasy.

  Next, Amy positioned herself so that their legs intertwined and both their cunts were kissing. They began rubbing their pussies together. Amy began to yell out how much she wanted Maeve’s dark-haired Irish cunt, thrashing and grinding her mound against it like a banshee. They took the jade dildo between them, both sucking on an end.

  Every once in a while, they’d take turns and rub it against their clits, then bring it back up to taste in their mouths. Maeve said it tasted sweet and heavy with sex.

  Soon Amy began to come again. The sexual energy passed from Amy to Maeve and they rocked and squeezed each other’s body to one final, ultimate orgasm.

  Afterward they lay in each other’s arms, practically crying with joy. Then the dutiful Amy got up, and came back a few moments later with a bowl of warm water and a washcloth. She proceeded to delicately bathe my wife’s pussy and breasts before Maeve left to come home to me.

  When Maeve got back she was in such a good mood it was inspiring. She began gasping out the details of her excellent lesbian adventure as my cock bulged in my pants. I could not wait. I grabbed her by the shoulders and kissed her. That did it. We tore each other’s clothes off and fucked like crazy right there in the hall.

  Now Amy picks up my wife every Friday night and returns her the next afternoon. I don’t mind sharing her with such a gentle, passionate woman. It’s made our sex better than ever before. We live in very interesting times.—M.E., San Francisco, California

  PORN STAR DIRECTS PUSSY

  NEOPHYTE IN CAMERA ACTION

  My name is Angelina. I’m an avid reader of your magazine, and am constantly thinking about sex. My addiction to sex is the main reason I do the work I do. I’m a porn actress. I’m twenty-five, have huge tits and a tight ass. I’ve been doing porn films now for about three years. I love my work because I get to fuck all the time.

  As great as it is to be pleasured by very experienced men and women, however, it’s always a special thrill for me to have a scene with a girl who’s never been with another woman before. I love watching these women change from shy and inexperienced to assured and professional right in front of my eyes, and under my hands. This happened recently with a girl named Faye.

  She was brand new with my company, and it was her first day on the set. As soon as I saw her, I felt my nipples harden and my pussy juice start to flow. She was a thin blonde, with small, perky tits and a pageboy haircut. When we went into a private room to dress for the first scene, I saw that she had a shaved slit.

  She dressed in a skirt so short you could see her cunt when she sat down, and a sheer top that showed off her bare breasts. I was in a skimpy leather outfit. The premise of the shoot was that I was a sex therapist that she had come to for help in getting over her sexual inhibitions.

  As we began setting up the scene she was so shy that she was shaking. That turned me on even more, and I couldn’t wait to fuck her brains out.

  After the dialogue was out of the way, I stood behind her, massaging her shoulders while she sat in a chair facing the camera. I then moved my hands downward and started kneading her breasts, watching her nipples strain against the fabric of her blouse.

  After a few minutes I undid the buttons so I could feel the luscious nubs against my fingertips. As I did this, Faye started squirming in her chair, a little unsure of how she was supposed to act in front of the camera.

  Next, I got down on my knees in front of her, pushed up her tiny skirt and inserted one of my fingers into her bald pussy. She was soaking wet, so I slid easily up to her swollen clit. At my touch she let out a shaky sigh of pleasure, but she still sat stiffly in her chair.

  I realized that if I was going to get her to relax I’d have to get her off, so I traced her little bump with my finger, slowly at first, then gaining speed. The look on her face had changed from first-time jitters to sheer pleasure, and I knew she would come
soon.

  Faye moaned and groaned until she quickly reached her climax, screaming out wild sex words. It was an incredible turn-on watching all of her muscles contract and relax as she came.

  By that time I could feel that I had soaked the crotch of my outfit, so I stood up and did a sexy striptease for Faye. Once I had my clothes off, I strapped a huge dildo around my waist.

  I offered my hand to Faye, raised her out of the chair and laid her, faceup, on the floor of my “doctor’s office.” I knelt between her legs, purring compliments. I spent a long time tugging on her nipples with my hands. I then sucked on her tits until her nipples were a deep red, then licked her glistening cunt clean with my tongue.

  Faye was really enjoying my attention, especially when she realized that I was going to start fucking her with my nine-inch plastic cock. The sweet girl stared at it with desire in her eyes. She’d never done a scene like this before.

  I told her everything would be okay if she would just relax and open herself up to me. She nodded her head, as if to say yes, and gave me half a smile with her pouting lips. That was all the incentive I needed.

  I began my insertion, a little at a time. Once the monster shlong was halfway in I gave one hard push, thrusting it to the max. Then I pulled it out and began a regular fucking motion.

  Faye gasped in surprise the first couple of times the long, hard probe entered her. But in no time she was really getting off on it, wrapping her long legs around my waist, calling out for more.

  After giving the little slut several orgasms, I flipped her over and repeated the process in her lovely little asshole. She was so tight that I was sure she’d never even been entered there before, never mind with such a large piece.

  She took it like a true pro, however, and although it took a bit longer this time, she soon came again, beads of perspiration appearing all over her body.

  When Faye had calmed down and turned around, I saw a new look in her eyes. It was one of total satisfaction. She motioned for me to lie down, removed my dildo from its strap and placed her small mouth on one of my massive tits. She proceeded to suck and lick my 36DD udders for all she was worth.

  Faye moved back and forth between my pendulous tits hungrily, eventually filling my aching cunt with two of her long fingers. She thrust them in and out, again and again, until I didn’t think I could hold out any longer.

  It was then that she stopped everything and crawled down my body until her beautiful face reached my aching snatch. She immediately started eating me out with a vengeance. She was very good at it, considering it was her first time, and I had fabulous multiple orgasms within a few minutes.

  Once the scene was over she took me aside, thanked me profusely for teaching her how to make love to a woman and asked me if I’d come over to her apartment soon to give her some private lessons. I don’t usually mix business and pleasure except when I’m at work, but this is one job I’m looking forward to taking home with me.—Name and address withheld

  DOWN-HOME GIRLS DON’T NEED

  GOOD ’OL BOYS TO GET GOOD AND WET

  My name is April. Sue-Ellen and her best friend Violet came out to visit me in Georgia all the way from Arkansas a couple of months ago. They moved into a mobile home in the same park where I presently live. Everybody swears they look just like twin sisters, even though there’s no question of them being blood relatives at all.

  In fact, they’re not even distant cousins. Violet and Sue-Ellen are simply the best of friends. They’re so close they even like to wear the same dresses and hairstyles, which confuses things and gets people to talking about them being twins, which they aren’t.

  Violet is the younger of the two, about twenty-one. She and Sue-Ellen were fixing to make me a cake for my birthday, and she came over to my trailer to borrow some sugar, milk and eggs. I had to laugh when I opened the door. She wasn’t exactly dressed to bake. She was all dolled up in long gloves, stockings and a white boa, incongruously covered with a skimpy little sundress.

  Well, I let her in, and she went over to the fridge and opened it up. The eggs were way down on the bottom shelf, so she bent down, and her skirt lifted up at the back, showing me that she wore a garter belt but no panties.

  Violet had the sweetest ass I have ever seen. It was round and big, but not too big, and she had a little puckered asshole that just begged to be kissed. Anyway, she quickly got up with the eggs before I could try anything funny.

  Violet had the cold eggs in her hands, and when I passed her the cup of sugar she thanked me and let one of those eggs slip. It cracked on the floor, and that yellow yolk just seeped out. Violet was going to get down on her hands and knees and wipe it up, but I laughed and told her not to cry over cracked eggs.

  She laughed too, and stood still so as not to step in the sticky mess she’d made. Instead, I got down on my knees and started wiping that egg up, right under the hem of her pretty summer dress.

  My head got directly under her dress, which came up to just above her knees, and I got to thinking about what I might see if I happened to look up. Well, I did look up, and got a wonderful sight. Violet had a pretty little shaved pussy just like my own.

  Violet said it was quite all right, me looking up her dress, but wanted to know whether I was going to go on being a damn fool and wait all day, or get down to eating her up.

  So I was down on my knees between Violet’s legs lapping away at her soft, pink pussy when I heard the mobile home’s door open and close. I started to get up, but Violet told me it was just fine to keep going.

  “It’s only Sue-Ellen,” Violet said. “Don’t stop what you’re doing, honey.”

  I went back to work, sending my tongue deep into the soft crevice between her legs. It tasted dandy. Violet started moaning and massaging her hands through my long blonde hair, pulling my face closer to her pussy.

  Sue-Ellen must’ve come up behind me, because I heard her whistle, soft and low, and then she tugged one of my tits out of my dress. She was down beside me on the kitchen floor, pulling and kneading on my melon-sized boob like it was bread dough. I could not see her face, but I soon felt her mouth on a nipple and it felt good. I just kept nibbling on Violet’s clitoris.

  Suddenly Violet let out a deep, loud moan, meaning she must’ve come, because she clenched her fists and cracked the two eggs she was holding. I knew she’d cracked them, because I felt the cold, sticky yolk dripping down my neck. I moved out from under her dress, and some of the slippery egg slid down my front, between my big breasts.

  “Here, let me help you with that, dear,” Sue-Ellen said as she began to lick up the egg from between my boobs.

  Meanwhile, Violet sat down in a chair, her legs up over either arm so that her snatch was wide open. She had a pretty face, and with her eyes closed she looked like she was praying. But she wasn’t, she was diddling herself with her sticky fingers.

  Sue-Ellen pulled my dress over my head to get at the egg better, and started kissing and feeling my titties, while her friend just kept on stuffing two fingers up her pussy. She was moaning fairly loud again. I was surprised at how quickly she could make herself come like that. I wasn’t feeling too poorly myself. I have always liked the feeling of someone playing with my tits, and even like to do it myself. Now here was this pretty woman sitting cross-legged on my trailer floor giving my breasts a wonderful time. I could feel my own pussy getting oiled up, so I asked Sue-Ellen to put one of her fingers in it.

  Violet shivered in the chair, with her bottom lifted up and her long legs dangling wide apart on the arms, so that as I looked up I could get a perfect view of her cunt and her anus. Violet asked me to kiss her ass, so I leaned forward, spread her cheeks and stuck my tongue right up her bum.

  Violet screamed with joy as I wriggled my tongue up her tight bunghole while her best friend Sue-Ellen finger-fucked me and pulled on my tits. Violet kept on putting her own finger up herself, so the only one who didn’t have anything up her twat was poor Sue-Ellen.

  I told Sue-Ellen t
o come forward and open her legs, and soon her dress was off, showing me that she didn’t favor undergarments either in this hot weather.

  We got rid of most of the rest of our clothes and got back to it. I could just barely twist around and get my index finger up her slippery cunt and still reach Violet’s ass. It was difficult, but I was able to do it. Now all three of us girls had something up our cunts and we felt fine.

  With all the thrusting and grunting and perspiration, it wasn’t too long before we all had our orgasms. It was wonderful how they all happened, one after the other, like church bells.

  First Violet had one more yelling fit, as her asshole dilated and she tightened her sphincter spastically on my tongue deep up there. Then Sue-Ellen whimpered that she was “gonna come,” and then she did, almost tearing the roof off with her screams. Next it was my turn, and what with Sue-Ellen’s finger up my box and her mouth around my swollen nipple, it was a good one.

  Then we just lay there panting in the heat. Then all three of us girls laughed and cleaned up the mess in the kitchen. We all agreed that so long as we were all going to spend the summer together, it was good we broke the ice so soon.—A.B., Macon, Georgia

  EVER WONDER WHY WOMEN SAY

  THEY LOVE TO GO SHOPPING?

  One of the best things about having a husband with a great job is not having to work. Sure, I tell him that I keep the house running, but we both know that I’m living the good life.

  I spend a lot of my time shopping. It’s great to go to a mall on a weekday, when ninety-nine percent of the other shoppers are women. Like me, a lot of them go there looking for a little something to spice up their pampered lives—and I don’t mean a new pair of shoes.