Letters to Penthouse XXV

by Penthouse International

  I finally told Cal to go for it if he wanted to, but not to be surprised if Jenny didn’t bite. I invited him over for dinner and a little hot tubbing that Saturday night, to see if he could succeed. I even bet him fifty bucks that he wouldn’t, although the truth is that I have never wanted to lose a bet more.

  Cal and Jenny seemed to get along fairly well, and after dinner we grabbed a few beers and went out to the hot tub. I already had my swimming trunks on, and Jenny had her bikini on under her shorts and blouse. When Cal started to strip down, I expected him to have a swimsuit under his pants, but when he dropped them there was nothing there but his bare ass. He turned toward us then, and when my wife saw that black horse cock hanging between his legs, with those big hanging hairless balls, her mouth dropped open and her eyes went as wide as saucers.

  Cal just chuckled and explained that he did not own any swim trunks, and that he hoped it was okay to go in naked. Before I could say anything, Jenny piped up, telling him it was perfectly fine. She never took her eyes off his cock as he walked over and climbed into the hot tub.

  After a few beers, Jenny began to get a little loose. I could see that she was still thinking about that big dick, and finally she just blurted out, “Cal, how long is that cock of yours anyway? And does that foreskin pull back so you can fuck? I’ve never seen an uncut penis before, and surely never one as big!”

  With that as his opener, Cal stood up, turning to face my wife as he said, “Here, let me show you.” His cock was within a foot of her face as he took it in his hand and stroked it until the foreskin pulled back, exposing his huge purple prick head. I was mesmerized nearly as much as my wife—although not quite.

  Then, without saying a word, Cal leaned forward and offered that massive cock to Jenny’s lips. My wife’s mouth opened as if automatically. She reached up with both hands and wrapped them around his black cock, then started to suck that prick like she was sucking on life itself.

  Cal turned his head toward me and gave me a wink, a wink that said, “See, I told you I would be fucking your wife tonight!” My own dick was hard beneath the bubbling water.

  When Jenny had drooled over that black nightstick and massaged those big hairless balls for a few minutes, Cal’s cock had become a big fat eleven-inch piece of black steel. She was sucking his foreskin into her mouth, and sticking her tongue into it to lick at his slit. I began to stroke my own cock as he continued to ravish my wife’s mouth with his big black monster.

  Finally Cal pulled his cock out of Jenny’s mouth and lifted her up, turning her around and bending her over the edge of the hot tub. He then ran that huge black pole up and down her pussy slit from behind. Soon she was begging for him to stick that hard cock all the way inside her. Then she was moaning with passion as he lined himself up and slowly slid all of his prick into her cunt until he was buried in her up to his hairless pubic bone.

  I crawled around in front of my wife and stuck my prick into her moaning mouth, and she sucked me while Cal pounded at her, fucking her pussy like it had never been fucked before. After a few minutes he tensed up and proceeded to fill her cunt with his spurting jism, while I unloaded my spunk at the same time into her mouth. My hot wife was having one orgasm after the other as our pricks unloaded themselves at both ends.

  When Cal pulled his black rod out of my wife’s pussy, it gaped open, leaking his man seed onto her thighs and into the water. Cal then told Jenny about our little bet. He also told her she was a really hot fuck, and that she could have his big dick any time she wanted. Jenny loved it when he told her that.

  We now get together every week so that Cal can service my wife. He is also trying to get her to invite some of her friends over, to see if they can resist that eleven-inch black dick. But I’m not making any bets this time.

  —S.N., Boise, Idaho

  SHE TOLD HER LOVER THEIR AFFAIR WAS SECRET, THEN TOLD HER HUSBAND EVERY DETAIL

  My wife Kerry and I have a very open marriage, and we love to share our sexual adventures with each other.

  About a year ago, Kerry and her friend Annie were out shopping one evening, and on the way home they decided to stop in at a local lounge, where a new group they had heard about was performing. They got a table and were enjoying the music when a fellow named Brad came up and introduced himself, asking if one of them would do him the honor of dancing with him.

  Kerry thought Brad had some class. He was wearing a nice suit and tie, and nice cologne, so she accepted his offer, and after their dance she invited him to sit with them for a while. It turned out that Brad was a supplier’s representative and came to town several times a month for an overnight stay.

  When Annie said she had to be getting home to her husband, Brad asked Kerry if he could call her some time, and possibly take her out to dinner. He said his nights away from home got very lonely. Kerry said she knew all about lonely, and gave him our number. She then said that he should be sure to call before her husband came home at five o’clock. Of course it wouldn’t really have mattered when he called, but she didn’t want Brad to know that I approved of the idea of her going out with other men.

  Brad did call a few days later, saying that he would be back in town the next Monday, and would like to take her out for dinner and dancing. He suggested they meet at the same lounge and go on from there. Kerry told him she would come up with some excuse for her husband, and that she would be there. She then proceeded to tell me all about it.

  Kerry decided that she needed some new clothes for her date with Brad, as she wanted to make a good impression on him. So that Saturday I went with her to the mall to get her some new things. She bought a new dress, along with some slacks and tops. Then she wanted to get some sexy panties and bras, so our next stop was Victoria’s Secret, where she found some very provocative underthings. She even bought a garter belt and stockings to go along with her erotic wardrobe. I was getting very excited, knowing that Brad would be seeing her in her new sexy underwear on Monday night.

  On the night of her date, Kerry took a hot bath, then spent a long time with her hair and makeup before getting dressed. I was in the bedroom watching her and enjoying the sight of her, first naked and then in her skimpy new underwear. I wanted to fuck her then and there, but she said we should wait until later, and I knew she was right. At seven-thirty she left for her date.

  It was very late when she got back home. I was asleep on the couch, and woke up when she came in. One look at her and I knew she’d had a very successful night. Her hair was a mess, her makeup was no longer impeccable, her dress was very wrinkled and she had a big smile on her face.

  When she saw I was awake she came over and sat next to me. I lifted her dress and saw that her panties were gone. With a giggle, she said that she had left them for Brad as a token of her appreciation. “He really liked me in them,” she said. “And also out of them.”

  I moved back a little and lifted her left leg up onto the couch. Her spread legs revealed that her pussy was wet and swollen. Her pubic hair was all matted, and there was come at the entrance to her open cunt. Kerry giggled again. “Yes,” she said, “he had a big cock, and he fucked me real good.”

  With that I leaned over and kissed and tongued her wet pussy. It was sweet and soft, and the taste of her juices combined with Brad’s come was fantastic. I stayed there kissing and licking her until she climaxed. Then I asked her to give me all the details of her evening.

  She told me that Brad had been waiting for her at the lounge, and had given her a big hug and thanked her for coming. They’d gone to a very expensive restaurant, where he had ordered for both of them, and gotten a good bottle of French wine. After eating they danced to some great music. When he asked her if she would join him for a nightcap in his hotel room, she gladly accepted.

  In his room he poured her a drink, but they both knew that wasn’t why they were there. She didn’t resist when he took her in his arms and gave her a very passionate kiss. Then he slowly removed her dress, commenting on how beautiful she w
as. He removed her bra and spent a lot of time caressing and kissing her breasts. He then removed her panties and had her sit on the bed. Leaning her back, he spread her legs and kissed her pussy. Kerry opened her legs as far as she could to give him better access, and he took full advantage of that. As he kissed and licked her cunt he caressed her breasts and ass. Then he was caressing and kissing her all over, and she said it had felt absolutely wonderful.

  Finally Brad removed his clothes and got in bed with her. He put his arms around her, and she could feel his big cock pressing against her. She was really hot now, and she told him she needed him inside her. He rolled her onto her back, then got on top and positioned his cock at the entrance to her pussy. It was so thick that it took a little effort to get it in, but when it did get in, Kerry said, it was more than worth it.

  He fucked her long and slow, and when he finally came it felt like buckets of come filling her cunt. She told him she couldn’t believe a man could have that much sperm. Brad told her he hadn’t made love to a woman in a long time, since his wife could no longer have sex because of a physical problem, and he had not met anyone else who he really wanted—until he had met her.

  After that they had another drink and then lay back in bed, exploring each other’s body. Kerry was ready again, but Brad’s cock was not very hard, so she went down and sucked it until it got good and stiff in her mouth. Then he fucked her as before, and this time she climaxed several times before he came again. Kerry said she felt that it was more than just fucking they were doing, it was serious lovemaking. And he made her feel like a princess.

  Finally she told him it was getting pretty late and that she had to get home. He thanked her for a great evening, kissed her good night and said he would call her later in the week.

  When Kerry finished describing her evening I was so hot I could hardly control myself, and so was she. That’s the way it usually happens when my wife goes on one of her adventures. We fucked for the rest of that night, and we couldn’t get enough of each other. Every time I thought I was fucked out, Kerry would throw in another detail about their lovemaking, and I would quickly get hard again.

  After that Brad and Kerry started a long relationship. They would get together two or three times a month for dinner, at restaurants that I couldn’t have afforded to take her to, and then go back to his room for some great sex. And each time Kerry would come home and tell me all about what they had done, and we would fuck like jackrabbits. Last month Brad’s company assigned him to another part of the country, but I am not worried. If I know my wife, she won’t have any trouble finding someone else just as good.—Name and address withheld

  A TRIP TO THE MOUNTAINS SO INVIGORATED HIS GIRL THAT SHE TOOK ON TWO OF HIS FRIENDS

  This happened to me and my girlfriend Annabel (now my wife) when we were in our third year at college. During the fall semester my good buddy Eddie invited us to spend a weekend at the cottage his parents owned near a beautiful lake in the Adirondack Mountains. There were supposed to be four of us—Eddie, his girlfriend Judy, and Annabel and me—but just before we were to head out I received a call from Eddie telling us that Judy had just broken up with him. He said we were still welcome to come, only it would be just the three of us. I talked it over with Annabel, and since she was looking forward to getting away from all the rigors of school life, and also felt that Eddie shouldn’t be alone that weekend, I told him we’d be there.

  The drive out to the cottage was beautiful. The leaves were just starting to show their fall colors, and we took our time on the drive up to the cottage to admire the scenery, and to check out some of the shops on the way. We arrived at the cottage just as the sun was setting. Eddie came out to meet us as we got out of the car.

  “I see you finally found the place,” he said cheerily.

  “No problem.” I replied, “We just took our time admiring the scenery and checking out the shops.”

  Eddie helped us take our bags inside, and then we settled down in the living room of the cottage with a few beers. We made small talk about school and so on, until Eddie said it was time for dinner, and asked us if we’d mind a quick meal of burgers and salad. We told him that was fine.

  After supper Annabel said something about still being a little stiff from the drive up to the cottage. It was at this point that Eddie suggested we use the sauna to relax.

  “What sauna?” I asked.

  “The one out back. My dad built it. It’s got its own separate building,” Eddie said proudly.

  “Wow!” exclaimed Annabel. “I think I saw it, but I thought it was only a tool shed or something like that. Let’s go use it, honey.”

  “Okay,” I told her, “Good thing we packed our suits, huh? Will you be joining us, Eddie?”

  “Not tonight,” Eddie replied. “I already had a sauna earlier this afternoon.”

  “I’m going to go change!” Annabel said excitedly, and I suddenly remembered the last time we used a sauna. Annabel had gotten a little frisky once we were alone inside, and I was wondering if I was going to get a repeat performance.

  Annabel went to change and came out a few minutes later wearing a not very conservative electric-green string bikini. The top barely covered the large pink areolae at the tips of her 38D breasts, and her nipples poked out boldly against the thin fabric. The bottom didn’t cover very much either, showing off much of her heart-shaped ass. It was so tight you could see the outline of her pussy lips pressing against the suit. I should say that Annabel was a six-foot tall redheaded beauty, with the most incredible green eyes and legs that went on forever, so you can imagine the effect this spectacle was having on Eddie and me.

  Eddie handed me another bottle of the wine we had drunk with dinner, along with two glasses, and told me to go and enjoy myself. I planned to. The first thing I meant to do after getting into the sauna was to get Annabel’s sexy bikini off her sexy body.

  Once we were in the sauna I cracked open the bottle of wine and poured us a couple of glasses. It was an excellent vintage. As we sat relaxing in the heat, talking and enjoying the wine, I was getting hornier and hornier. Finally I asked Annabel if she wanted a massage.

  “Sure,” she replied, a bit sleepily. I began massaging her shoulders and then down her back.

  “Why don’t you stretch out on the bench,” I suggested. “There’s lots of room. Eddie’s dad sure designed this place for comfort.”

  Annabel took my suggestion, lying down on her stomach on the oversized bench. I went back to massaging her shoulders and back. I also proceeded to place light kisses on her backside. I continued my massage down her body, kneading the flesh of her tight ass and shapely legs. Finally I was at her feet, and as I rubbed them she responded with a moan of immense satisfaction.

  “That feels great, honey!” she said with a contented sigh.

  “I’m not quite done yet,” I responded. I proceeded back up her body, with my hands and mouth, kneading the flesh and following that up with light butterfly kisses. This seemed to have the desired effect, as Annabel began to squirm and twist her body ever so slightly. Once I reached her back I intensified my caressing and kissing, and soon I could hear her breathing harder, a most encouraging sign.

  Finally she said heatedly, “Dave, I have something to show you. I was going to show you later tonight, but I just can’t wait that long!” With that she stood up and slowly undid the top of her hot bikini, revealing her large milk-white jugs, the nipples standing firmly at attention. Next came her tiny bottoms, and as she slowly lowered them to her knees and then let them fall lightly to the floor, I saw that she had shaved her red-haired pussy, and her crotch was now completely bald.

  My cock got so hard I thought I was going to rip a hole right through my swim trunks. “God, you look absolutely amazing!” I exclaimed. We had talked about her shaving her pussy for a while, but I never thought she would go through with it. I should have known better, since Annabel was always looking for ways to spice up our sex life.

  I yanked down my
swim trunks, exposing my eight-inch steel-hard dick, and then gently laid Annabel back down on the bench. I kissed her full on the lips, our tongues briefly entwining, then slowly worked my way down her body, stopping for a short while to caress and suck her huge melons while flicking my tongue across her nipples, which brought forth another moan of satisfaction from her. At last I made my way to her pussy, kissing and nibbling her inner thighs before I headed straight for those beautiful pussy lips and began licking and sucking.

  Annabel’s hands were playing with my hair while my hands gripped the curves of her hips. It was getting hard to hold on to those shapely hips, the way her ass kept squirming all over the bench, but somehow I managed to do it. I could tell she was getting close to orgasm; her enormous breasts were heaving up down as if in some turbulent tropical storm. It was then I heard the familiar urgent sounds of her approaching climax.

  “Up and down, baby!” she moaned. “Up and down! Flick your tongue! Oh God! Flick it faster! Faster! OH YEAH, FASTER! Oooohhhh shit yeah!” And with that she began to shake with the intensity of it as she screamed out her orgasm. Boy, do I ever love the way my woman gets off! There is nothing like it.

  With Annabel’s juices dripping off my face, I made my way back up her body, kissing her flat tummy, stopping briefly at her big tits and then kissing her full on the lips, our tongues again entwining, but lingering longer this time to let her taste her own juices.

  Annabel then reached down to grasp my hard shaft. Guiding it to her crotch, she rubbed it back and forth over her throbbing clit. “Oh babe, I’ve got to have your hard cock inside me!” she moaned. With her help, I found her entrance and slowly slid my rigid rod into her moist, waiting pussy. Once I had all eight inches inside her I began to fuck her gently, thrusting steadily back and forth, keeping her on the edge of orgasm. I loved to drive my passionate girlfriend to the very brink and than pull back, because once she finally went over it was heaven on earth for both of us.