I was dying to touch her, but before I could reveal my presence, Audrey eased the nozzle down to her crotch, and from the moans she let out, the water must have felt awfully good on her beautiful pussy. She began to move it around on her sex, and she started to squirm even more.
She must have gotten fed up with the intervening clothing, because she grabbed at the bottom of her suit and pulled it all the way off.
I felt as if my erection was so large, it was about to graze my chin, and my balls were churning toward an explosion. I guess at that point Audrey sensed my presence, because she turned her head and saw me watching her masturbate with the hose. She asked if I would like to join her, and of course I said yes. I followed her ass into the house, afire with anticipation.
She stopped to ask if I would undo the top of her bikini, and I let it loose, dropping it to the floor to squeeze those beautiful, firm breasts. Her nipples were really hard. With my free hand, I reached between her thighs to run my fingers up and down her pussy slit, occasionally letting a finger slide into her hot, moist cove, which seemed eager for something even thicker.
I twirled her around to face me and kissed her fiercely before I slid down her body to kiss the lips of her cunt, hungrily stuffing my tongue as far into her pussy as I could. I lapped at her succulent sex until she was moaning with delight and aching to be fucked.
Rising, I slid back up her slim body and held her close. I guided my stiff cock between her cunt lips and found the hot, wet haven I had longed for since I’d first set eyes on her. As I slid in deeper and deeper we both moaned. I grabbed her ass and lifted her up so that she could lock her legs around my waist and I could penetrate her fully open cunt even more deeply. I plowed harder with every thrust, bringing us closer and closer to the brink of orgasm.
Suddenly I stopped and moved over to a big easy chair, planting her in the seat so that I could hold her legs up and ram the full length of my cock into her. She was moaning for me to fuck her harder and harder, begging me to fill her to overflowing with my come.
I knew I was going to live up to her expectations. I was about to release a load like I had never let go before. Audrey arched her back, and shivers deep inside her initiated a series of wonderful contractions around my cock, signaling her own powerful orgasm.
I emptied my balls of what felt like quarts of come, and I still felt Audrey’s cunt muscles squeezing the thick root of my dick as she tumbled into another powerful orgasm. As I slid my cock from her depths, a string of come clung to its tip. To my surprise, Audrey leaned forward and licked every drop of my semen from my softening cock.
From that day on, we spent our summer afternoons fucking each other’s brains out. My return to classroom teaching in September only meant a readjustment of our schedule, and we have been lovers ever since that memorable afternoon.
—Mr. J.T., Hagerstown, Maryland
Man Walking His Dog Late at Night Can’t Help Peeking in a Neighbor’s Window
Wild and crazy. That’s the only way I can describe what happened to me the other night, and when I told my wife, Annie, about my “great adventure” she suggested I tell it to Penthouse Variations. I find it amazing that one month after receiving the first issue of our subscription, I have my very own erotic story to share with you.
Anyway, it was bowling night, and what with the games and several rounds with the guys at our favorite watering hole, I didn’t get in until very late. In fact, it was past midnight when I pulled into the garage. Entering the house, I went directly to the kitchen where my dog, whining something awful, was waiting for me. I knew Prince needed to be walked. So, with Annie asleep upstairs, I attached Prince’s leash to his collar and off we went.
Annie and I live in a really nice suburban neighborhood. It’s clean, quiet, with lots of breathing room and friendly people. Whether it’s early morning or late at night, I enjoy walking Prince along the tree-lined streets and past well-kept homes and neatly manicured lawns. I’m always thanking God for my promotion to foreman at the plant, which enabled us to move out of a cramped city apartment to a cozy home in the ’burbs.
Anyway, Prince and I were ambling along, minding our own business, when all of a sudden from out of nowhere comes this big, ugly-looking stray cat to hiss at us from about twenty feet away. Being a well-behaved, well-trained German shepherd, Prince ordinarily would have responded with a bark or two and a few strong tugs on his leash, but that night he went berserk, springing toward the big cat so suddenly and with such strength that I lost hold of the leash. Off he went, tearing after the cat while I stood there with my mouth hanging open—but not for long.
The last thing I wanted was to create a ruckus at that time of night. And I didn’t want Prince off the leash and prowling around for any length of time, either. So I took off after him, managing, somehow, to keep him in sight as we raced around corners, across streets, over lawns, and through shrubbery. Finally, with me gasping for air and Prince panting a mile a minute, we both came to a dead stop in someone’s backyard.
As I picked up my dog’s leash and started scolding him in a hushed voice, I heard what sounded an awful lot like a female being pleasured sexually. I looked in the direction the sound had come from and saw the light from what I assumed was a bedroom window. For a moment I froze, unable to decide what to do. The good guy in me said, “Get off these folks’ property pronto.” My naughty self said, “You’re here, so what’s the harm in sneaking a peek in that window?”
Quickly convincing myself that it wouldn’t be all that risky (it was pitch black outside, and Prince, after expending all that energy, was unlikely to cause a stir), I crept over to the window, which was open halfway, and peeked inside. I swallowed hard as my hold on Prince’s leash tightened. A lovely brunette of about thirty was sprawled naked on a large bed while an equally naked man the same age or about feasted on her bushy pussy. I had seen porno movies, of course, but I had never witnessed a real-life couple doing it. I was blown away by the sight and stood rooted to the spot with Prince curled up at my feet.
By the time the woman urged her lover onto his back, my cock was struggling to bust free of my pants. When the guy turned his head toward the window, I quickly ducked down out of sight, making like a statue until I boldly raised myself up to look into the room again. The brunette was on her knees between her lover’s legs and gobbling his cock like a woman possessed—and now it was the guy’s turn to sing out with pleasure.
Prince made a whimpering sound, and I looked down at him, thinking that if he did anything that forced me to leave this scene he’d be in the shelter first thing tomorrow. He seemed to understand I meant business and put his head down on the grass again. Good, good dog, I thought to myself.
Looking back in the window, I saw that the woman was still sucking her man but had positioned herself so that he could finger her pussy and asshole as she pleasured him orally. It was obvious she liked being played with this way because every so often she’d moan around her lover’s cock.
I had no choice but to unzip my pants and haul out my cock, which was swollen to the bursting point. I stroked it absently as I continued to watch my horny neighbors, enjoying not only the view but the fact that I’d have one helluva story to tell the guys next time I saw them. They probably wouldn’t believe me, but so what.
My favorite couple of the moment was ready for some serious screwing. Wide-eyed, I watched the brunette beauty straddle her lover and without hesitation lower herself onto his pole. She started bouncing up and down on him, grunting and groaning as she rode his cock like a rodeo cowgirl. He, meanwhile, latched on to her jiggling tits and squeezed those sumptuous melons, at one point lifting his head to take a nipple into his mouth.
God, this was incredible, I thought. I looked all around me and then down at Prince. All was quiet. Still stroking my cock, I turned my attention back to the couple in the bedroom, and a few minutes later I watched as they moved effortlessly into the missionary position, with the guy now on top and hammering
his hard-on into his partner’s furry pussy. Because the bed was almost in the center of the room and parallel to the wall with the window I was peeking in, my view was really good. I could clearly see his cock going in and out of the woman, who was really making a racket.
When she suddenly cried out, “Do me doggy!” I thought, Yeah, let me see her getting it from behind, which happens to be my wife’s favorite way. The woman was up on her hands and knees in no time, and just as quickly her lover was behind her and jamming his cock into what I imagined was one very wet pussy. Moments later, she was in a low crouch, with her head resting on the bed and her ass up in the air as the guy continued banging away.
It was when she shouted, “Oh, baby, fuck me good!” that I lost it. I had been doing okay up till then, managing to stem the tide, so to speak, every time I got close to letting go, but hearing the lust-soaked woman’s fevered demand shot me over the edge. My vision got blurry, and I started trembling as I shot my load, semen spurting in an arc onto a nearby shrub. I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning with pleasure.
By the time I came back to my senses the woman was flat on the bed with the man on top of her. From the dreamy expression on her face and the contented look on his, I surmised that they had both come. For a fleeting moment I considered hanging around a bit longer to see if they’d go at it again, but when Prince suddenly bolted to his feet and looked around, I realized I had better get back home, right away.
The next morning, over breakfast, I told Annie what had happened. She was flabbergasted and wanted to know all the juicy details. “That’s a Variations letter, for sure,” she said when I was done. “Write it all down while it’s fresh in your mind.”
My wife thinks it’s good enough to be published, and I’m hoping that she’s right. In any event, I’ll be reading Variations now with a new appreciation of how wonderfully exciting things can happen to ordinary guys like me.
—Mr. L.R., Westbury, New York
Townhouse Owner Gets an Eye-Opening Welcome to the Neighborhood
When I moved into the condominium I’ve called home for about a year now, never would I have imagined all the perks. Sure, the real estate agent did her job and pointed out the pool, the tennis courts, the convenience of not having to shovel snow in winter or mow the patch of lawn in front of my townhouse. But she never mentioned Michael. Or Greg. These neighbors of mine make it so wonderful I might never move!
Michael lives in the townhouse next door, and my bedroom window happens to peek right into his. At first,
I was a little uncomfortable with the arrangement, making sure that hanging the curtains was among the very first things I did when I moved in.
But one Saturday morning I threw open the drapes to let in some of the sunshine, and I caught a glimpse of that blond Adonis across the way, taking his sweet time in greeting the day. He lay sprawled across his bed, the dark sheets being a perfect backdrop to show off his blond good looks and white boxers.
I was contemplating taking a nice, refreshing shower before fixing some breakfast when I saw my neighbor stir. Or rather, I saw something in his boxers stir as he slowly stroked his cock, clearly enjoying himself.
I was torn by indecision. Should I watch my hunky neighbor get off, or should I get my own day started? The choice was made for me when he positioned himself in the center of the bed to give me a perfect view!
Michael’s eyes appeared to be closed, but I got the strong sense that he knew I was watching. I hate to disappoint anyone, so I settled in for the show under my own crisp cotton sheets. At first, his stroking seemed gentle and relaxed, until he abruptly pulled his shorts off. His cock sprang free and truly shocked me with its size. I mean, this was one huge cock, thick and long and fair in color compared to the rest of his tanned body.
He gripped his shaft roughly and started pumping up and down, arching his back farther as he thrust his hips upward. Soon my own hand was inching under the waist-band of my panties, thinking it would be kind of cool if we came at the same time.
My pussy was slightly wet already, so I dipped a finger into my moist slit before gliding it repeatedly across my clit. The slick feel of my sex always turns me on and gives me little shivers of anticipation. Together with this gorgeous inspiration, I knew I was in for an orgasmic ride!
My neighbor, meanwhile, had risen to his knees, his cock standing straight in front of him like a flagpole. His stroke changed a bit in that he seemed to be pinching his cockhead in a particularly aggressive manner, but his cock was responding favorably, growing even larger before my surprised eyes.
His muscles stood out in exquisite definition as he pleasured himself, his short blond hair framing his handsome face. What would it be like if I bumped into him at the market, I wondered with a distracted smile as I worked my clit faster, my rhythm growing frantic as I neared climax.
I pressed my thighs together as I pressed down hard on my sensitive nub, feeling echoes of pleasure from my head to my toes. As I rode the last few waves, I saw that my friend across the way was clenching his perfect ass cheeks in a way that could mean only one thing.
When Michael came, an arc of semen shot in the air, presumably landing on the floor. I sure hoped he didn’t have carpeting! I silently thanked my new “friend” for such an eye-opening slant to the day, hoping there’d be a repeat real soon.
Much to my surprise and good fortune, later that day I had an even better thrill. I spent the day by the pool, reading and sunning, happy that my new bikini was attracting its share of appreciative glances. I noticed the gorgeous lifeguard right away. Apparently he was a law student who lived in the complex and worked there as a lifeguard during the summer. He was a huge hit with the ladies, both young and old. I was glad I could check him out from behind my sunglasses, because I hate to be obvious.
Greg was some hunk, let me tell you, about six-foot-four, with broad shoulders, a honey-roasted tan, and dark hair that swept across his pale blue eyes. He had a tiny little ass that I wanted to bite and a stomach that defied description. I vowed to spend plenty of time at the pool whenever he was on duty.
Late in the day, I started to collect my things when I realized a different lifeguard was on duty, a young woman I later found out was Greg’s girlfriend, Pam. She was a brunette like him, with a very toned body and full, womanly proportions. We made small talk, since I was the only person left at the pool, and she said she was waiting for Greg to shower and change but didn’t want to leave the pool unmanned in case someone wanted to swim.
I noticed it was already well past the time that a lifeguard was normally on duty, so I told her not to worry about me, to go inside with Greg if she wanted. It was time for me to head home and cook dinner for some friends I’d invited over.
She smiled with appreciation and went into the small pool house. I soon heard the sound of the outdoor shower and realized I had a nearly perfect view. I averted my eyes when Pam stepped out of the building naked, throwing a towel on a nearby fence. I wasn’t so restrained when Greg came out to join her, also in the buff.
I didn’t know how to respond when they both looked over at me and waved, but I took it as a sign that they knew I was there and didn’t care what I saw. That notion took on considerably more weight when they immediately began soaping each other’s body in a way that can only be described as sensual and provocative. They both stood out of reach of the spray from the shower.
Greg’s cock was starting to harden as he covered his girlfriend’s body with the soapy lather, and I was pleased to see that his dick was uncircumcised and thick. Pam gripped his shaft with her slippery palm and played with it for a few moments before dropping to her knees and looking up at him. Whatever he said must have given her the okay to start sucking and licking him ravenously.
He balanced himself against the pool house wall as her rhythm grew steadier and his cock became increasingly engorged. I casually draped my towel over my lap so I could touch myself while watching this ultrahot scene. The shiny fabric of my tin
y bikini bottom made any contact with my pussy feel delicious, and I yanked the crotch up so it caught my labia and clit. The pressure of the material was going to make me come quickly, I could tell, and I continued to pull it snugly against my sex.
Meanwhile, Greg had eased away from Pam and helped her to her feet, his cock ready for more. Pam turned her back to him and bent over slightly, her hands gripping the fence as she offered her ass to him.
He took a big swipe of the soap and lubed up his cock as he prepared to enter her. He spread her ass cheeks and located her tight hole, lining up his cockhead carefully and easing into her butt. Pam’s eyes were squeezed shut as she stood on tiptoes to meet him, her thighs spread apart as he navigated carefully inside her. She brought one hand down between her legs, moving it quickly against her clit.
I heard her gasp loudly as either she made herself come or he filled her to the hilt. It was hard for me to follow the action exactly because I had my own orgasm to contend with; the crotch of my bathing suit was literally drenched with my arousal. But I tried to keep quiet, not wanting the sounds of my pleasure to interrupt the stars of the show.
But Greg and Pam probably wouldn’t have noticed if a bomb went off, because they were heavy-duty fucking by then. Greg was plowing in and out of her ass with ease, gripping Pam’s heavy breasts from underneath as she moved her hips back hard to meet his thrusts.
The noise of the shower drowned out their groans, for the most part, but I could tell they were well on their way to completion. Greg let out a mighty yell when he came, reaching between Pam’s thighs to touch her pussy, setting off a string of sexual fireworks for his girl.
I clenched my thighs tightly together to eke out a last, small orgasm for myself, and then gathered my stuff together to head home and get ready for the night’s activities.
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