“Mmm, I do love the taste of Donna's cunt,” Sandi breathed, then started sliding my hard-on in and out of her mouth, showing great pleasure on her face. After a while she stopped, and before I could put myself back in Donna's cunt, she had plunged her face down there instead.
Now her rear end was up in the air. I positioned myself behind her and brought the head of my cock to her wet vaginal opening. She turned and looked at me, startled at first; but then, with decision, she reached around to grasp my hard member and guided it carefully in her virgin hole.
I took it slow, expecting some resistance, but encountered very little. Sandi made a soft grunting sound as her virginal barrier gave way easily before my advancing penis. As I slipped in deeper, she sighed with pleasure, then turned back to Donna's glistening crack.
When I hit bottom, I started a slow rhythm, and Sandi responded by tightening her already snug vagina and oscillating her hips. She was a very good fuck, with that nice warm hole squeezing my hard-on, and she was enjoying herself with abandon.
After a while she raised her head from Donna's cunt and gasped out, “Oh my God, I'm going to come, and with a cock deep in my cunt!” And a moment later her sweet squirming body began to convulse with powerful spasms.
“Oh my God!” Sandi panted when her climax subsided. “I always dreamed that having intercourse would be great, but this is incredible! I want to fuck some more!”
At that point Donna said, “Let me suck Sandi's juices off of you.” She drew my cock close to her face. “Mmm, Sandi is smeared all over you, even in your hair. Oh God, it tastes so good!”
As she took me in her mouth, I drew Sandi's crotch to my face and went to work on that dripping volcano, with my nose pushing at her anus. Sandi in turn put her face back in Donna's writhing crotch. The three of us sucked each other contentedly for a while. Then the women started having another round of orgasms. It was glorious to see those two lovely bodies arching and writhing as the climaxes rippled throughout them.
After the women rested and got their breath back, I rolled Sandi gently on her back and kissed her beautiful eyes, her face and her lips. Then I worked my way down to her breasts and sucked on those spectacular lusty nipples.
Sandi spread her legs and squirmed around under me, trying to establish contact with my penis. Finally I lowered myself until the tip of my cock parted her pussy lips. She arched up and her cunt seemed to draw me in its depths, until I was again buried in that tight pink canyon.
Donna played with her cunt as she watched. “Go on,” she exhorted. “Show Sandi what it's like to have a man ejaculate inside her.”
The idea of getting off deep inside this beautiful blond doll appealed to me enormously. Drawing her even closer to me, I felt her hard nipples pressing into my chest. Her body heaved with passion. She raised her legs and wrapped them around my back, squeezing me tightly with her thighs. Her beautiful eyes were on me, but by now she was out in orbit somewhere.
Our genitals slammed together as our bodies pistoned in sexual joy. Sandi reached around to take hold of my butt with her hands. Then she slid a finger up my ass. That was all it took.
“Oh, Sandi!” I gasped. I drove my cock in her to the hilt, and my come shot out of it like a cannon, deep in her squirming pussy. Her body heaved, lifting us both off the floor. The spasming of her vagina was even stronger than last time, and the cry of ecstasy that came from her throat was like nothing I had ever heard.
“Oh Jesus, that was fantastic!” Sandi gasped when she was able to speak again. My body was still lying limply on top of hers. “And you and Donna have been doing this all along! I'm awfully glad you shared it with me.” At this Donna slid over to her and kissed her affectionately.
After that first night, Sandi got together with us every week or so. That was some time ago. Donna and I have been married now for eight years, and are very happy. We don't have sex as often as we used to, but when we do, we really go at it.
Sandi comes to visit about once a month. She usually arrives in the afternoon, while I am still at the office, so she and Donna can have a good hot session with each other. By the time I show up, they are both more than ready for some good hard cock.
Sandi got engaged recently but says that she'll continue to visit and play with us even after she's married, whether her husband knows it or not. She says she'll never stop being grateful to us for introducing her to the greatest pleasures life has to offer.—D.L., Lexington, Kentucky
ONCE SHE OVERCAME HER SEXUALLY REPRESSED PAST, SHE COULDN'T GET ENOUGH
Like many of those who write to Penthouse Letters, I am a man who enjoys sharing his wife with other men.
My wife came from a very straitlaced background and had no sexual experience before our marriage. At first Shannon couldn't understand my fascination with the idea of seeing her with other men. Gradually she came to understand that it wasn't that I didn't love her; it was just a way of increasing our enjoyment. As time went on, she became more open to the idea.
One day while attending a real estate training session, Shannon met a handsome blond guy who was recently retired from the military. They spent a day together, and at the end of it he seduced her in an elevator, where she sucked him off. He met her several times after that. Each time she allowed him to climax in her mouth, something she had never done with me.
When she told me about her experience, I got more turned on than ever before. When she saw how dramatically her tale affected me, she lost her guilt and realized how much sharing her experience with me had turned her on too. She became hooked on sex without guilt, and craved more. The floodgates had opened.
There were several encounters after that, but the one I'd like to share began at a corporate Christmas party we were invited to by a neighbor. We knew no one else there. There were military types, corporate lawyers, lobbyists and so on.
At one point I went off to get a drink for Shannon. When I came back, I had trouble locating her. Finally I saw her off in a corner, talking with a tall, elegantly dressed black gentleman. He was standing very close, towering over her. I noticed that as he spoke to her he occasionally allowed the back of his hand to rub unobtrusively over the hardened nipples that protruded through her silk blouse.
I decided to watch awhile to see what would develop. I saw the man stroke her cheek, and at one point he bent his head to whisper something in her ear. As he did so he glanced down, and so did she. Then I saw what they were looking at. He was sporting an enormous hard-on that was making a large tent in his elegant trousers.
I approached them, and Shannon quickly introduced us. His name was Josh, and he said he was enjoying talking with my wife, but the party was getting crowded and not too interesting, so he was going to a livelier club. As an apparent afterthought, he asked if we would like to join him.
Shannon didn't wait for me to reply, but immediately accepted. Josh asked if we liked to dance, and she replied that she did but that I was hopeless. He laughed and asked if we had a car, as he had come in a taxi.
Josh and Shannon sat in our backseat while I drove, following his directions. I knew he was taking liberties with my wife. In fact, I heard her assure him that I would have no objections, as we had a more or less open marriage and I wanted her to enjoy herself. She told him her pleasure was my pleasure.
When we arrived at the club I saw that most of the patrons were black men, though there were some black couples, a few white couples and a surprising number of single white women. The place was crowded and loud. A lot of people were dancing.
Josh saw two friends of his and introduced them as Bill and Reggie. We joined them at their table, ordered drinks, and Josh took my wife out on the dance floor. They looked more like they were fucking than dancing.
Bill, sitting next to me, kept commenting on what a sexy wife I had and what a lucky man I was. “You get more out of life if you share what you have, as you obviously know,” he said with sort of a leer. He was the next to dance with Shannon, followed by Reggie. Reggie was
built like a football player—big, stocky and muscular—and while he was on the floor with Shannon, he did more feeling up than dancing.
After more drinks, Josh suggested we adjourn to his apartment so we could continue the party where it was more private. Again Shannon agreed immediately, and I saw how hot she was for these three studs.
Bill said he would drive and I should follow in my car. Shannon got in the backseat of his car, with Reggie on one side and Josh on the other. We were lucky enough to find two parking spaces in front of Josh's apartment building, and I pulled in behind Bill.
When Josh got out of the car, I saw him zipping up the fly of his trousers. As Reggie got out the other side, he was tucking a red silk object in his coat pocket. I realized it was my wife's panties! Josh held out his hand to help Shannon from the car, and she came out of it pulling down her skirt. Images of my wife sucking Josh's cock while Reggie fingered her unclad pussy throbbed in my head. I knew we were in for a really hot time tonight.
In the elevator Josh had no hesitation in opening my wife's blouse in front of me, staring directly in my eyes as if challenging me to object as he cupped and squeezed her tits. But I did not object at all. I wanted all of this to happen, and I knew that Shannon did too.
Inside the apartment, Josh went in the kitchen to fix some more drinks. Soon Shannon got up and said she would see if she could help him out.
Bill laughed and said, “There's no doubt you're going to be helping him out, in more ways than one.”
Bill and Reggie started talking about how great a lay my wife must be. I said they were right and assured them that anything that made her happy made me happy too. After awhile I got up and went in the kitchen to see what was keeping Josh and Shannon.
I found Josh with one hand on my wife's neck, holding her close as he kissed her. His other hand was under her skirt, obviously finger-fucking her. Bill and Reggie had come in behind me, and I heard one of them say, “Fuck the drinks, let's fuck her!”
Josh broke away and said to me, “Your wife is irresistible.” He then led her off to the bedroom.
Reggie handed me a drink and suggested he and I go out on the balcony to see the view. I really wanted to watch my wife, but I didn't want to argue with big Reggie, so I went with him. Bill didn't come with us.
Still I wondered what I was missing in the bedroom, so finally I told Reggie I was going to the john. I slipped down the hall to the bedroom and peered in. There was my wife, naked and spread out under Josh, while Bill was lying next to her head, rubbing his big dick across her lips.
“Fuck her good, man,” he said to Josh. “Give it all to her. She really needs to be pounded good. That's it, baby, suck my cock. Oh man, am I going to fuck you good when Josh is done!”
All the while Shannon was moaning and groaning and begging Josh to fuck her hard and deep. I saw his tight bulbous ass cheeks clenching and his powerful thighs flexing as he drove his thick black cock in her, jarring her with each pounding thrust.
Reggie came up behind me. “Let them finish, man,” he said. “Don't interrupt.”
The two of us went out to the living room, and Reggie began to strip. “I might as well get ready for action,” he said. “You too, if you're joining in.” So I stripped too. I seemed very small next to Reggie, who was powerfully built and hung like a horse. I couldn't help staring at the huge sausage hanging down between his legs.
Eventually Bill and Josh rejoined us, both nude, their long black dicks swinging between their legs.
“She's one hell of a woman,” Josh said. “She took all we had to give, and in a minute she'll be ready for more. She's set to take you on, Reggie, and give you the ride of your life!”
Reggie got up and went in the bedroom, stroking his cock. I followed him. Shannon looked up at me with a dreamy smile and said she loved me. Reggie looked at me and suggested that I lick her pussy a little before he entered her. I did so gladly, tasting her fluids mixed with the come left behind by Josh and Bill.
“Feed her your dick and watch her take my fat black dong,” Reggie said.
I moved around to place my dick at Shannon's mouth, and she took it eagerly. I thought she was going to swoon when Reggie slid his huge prick in her. I listened to her passion-filled moans of delight as he pounded her mercilessly. Sweat poured out all over him, making his sculpted body glow like polished ebony.
I came in my wife's mouth while watching Reggie take her for his pleasure. Then he came, shuddering again and again, pumping his hot come in her to mingle with that of his friends.
My wife, totally exhausted, soon fell asleep. The three studs and I all showered, then sat around drinking. I listened to them recap how they had fucked my wife, bragging about their virility. After awhile Bill and Reggie got dressed and left, saying they hoped we would get together again soon.
I said, “Why not?”
Josh had not bothered getting dressed. He suggested that since Shannon was totally wiped out, we might as well spend the rest of the night there. Josh got in bed on one side of her, and I got in on the other. We all were soon sound asleep.
Late the next morning I awoke to find Shannon with Josh's big fat cock in her mouth. She sucked him off and swallowed all his come, then did the same for me. Then she kissed us both and thanked us for the best night of her life.
She said she hoped that Josh would come by our place the following weekend so we could return his hospitality, and that he would bring his friends!—L.Y., New Orleans, Louisiana
HIS SURPRISE FOR HER WAS A STRANGE VISITOR, AND SHE LOVES SURPRISES
I was sound asleep when I became aware of my boyfriend climbing into bed with me. It was two o'clock on a Saturday morning, and I had just completed a forty-eight hour workweek. I was quite beat and glad to be home in my bed.
Russ, my boyfriend, is a cop who works the four-to-midnight shift. He is ten years younger than I am, and lives fifteen miles west of my town. We have been dating for a year, so it seemed perfectly natural to give him the keys to my house in the suburbs. Russ is six feet four inches tall, weighs two hundred thirty pounds, is very easy on the eyes and has an outgoing personality.
My name is Gwen, and I am five feet five inches tall. I am an administrative assistant to one of the medical directors at a local hospital. One of the things that attracted Russ to me was the fact that, probably due to my strict religious upbringing, I appeared to be so innocent. The other things were my round, firm 38DD breasts and my curvaceous ass. Russ loves to play with my nipples, even when we are just sitting around talking about the weather. He helped me to discover that I am multi-orgasmic and that I have various “hot spots” within my pussy that, when touched, make me act like a woman possessed. His touch brings me intense pleasure, causing me to scream out loud, which is totally at odds with my generally shy personality.
I sleepily whispered hello when Russ kissed my forehead after getting into bed with me. He gently began coaxing my pussy lips open by massaging my hairy mound with his hand, making small circular motions which made my thighs fall open as though commanded to do so. Russ has several great attributes other than his big nine-inch cock and long thick tongue, and his large strong fingers are among the greatest. I call them my ten little cocks. They feel so good and filling inside my pussy, and equally as delightful tweaking my nipples.
Russ's index finger was the first one to sink deep into my love box. I kept my eyes closed and let out a sigh as his finger brushed my clit. Simultaneously his mouth began to gently suck and nibble my voluptuous breasts, causing my nipples to stiffen into erection.
His lips found mine and we began to kiss passionately. Russ was using his tongue like a penis, darting it around in my mouth, while two of his fingers thrust in and out of my tight pussy. The room echoed with the slurping sounds caused by his fingers stroking my wetness. My back arched and relaxed in rhythm with those fingers as I breathed heavily around his thrusting tongue.
Russ quickened the movements of his fingers, and added his thumb to the
action. His thumb's job was to work my clit to a frenzy—and the effort was successful. My breathing became quicker and shallower. I was completely in his hands, lost in the pleasure only he could give me. Now, not missing a beat of his rhythmic stroking, he stopped kissing me and pressed his lips to my ear. “You love this, don't you, baby?” he whispered. “I'm going to make you come real soon, Gwen, and then I'm going to drink your sweet juice until you come again. You know this is just the beginning. Now baby … come for me. Come!”
It's amazing how Russ knows my body so well that he can bring me to orgasm at his desire. I began screaming with my first climax, and Russ abruptly stopped finger-fucking me and started eating me. I heard myself begging him not to stop, and within seconds, my lower torso was twitching involuntarily, and I was yelling, “Oh God … Oh God!” as I had a second tremendous orgasm.
Shortly after that I became aware that Russ was asking me if I wanted more, if I wanted my pussy eaten again. Still gasping from my last intense climax, but knowing I could never get enough of him, I could only nod breathlessly.
Suddenly I heard a stranger's voice say, “Hi, Gwen. I'm an old friend of Russ's. My name is Ginger, and I'm gonna lick your beautiful pussy.”
Startled, I opened my eyes, but I couldn't see clearly in the darkness of the bedroom. Who was this? I wondered. Had she been there all the while? My mouth opened to speak, but Russ covered it with his, sticking his tongue so deep down my throat that he almost touched my tonsils. He held me tightly after that passionate kiss and spoke directly into my ear. “I love you so much, Gwen, and I want you to experience another woman licking your pussy.”
I had never been with a woman sexually, and had never thought of it. Before I could get my whirling thoughts together, Ginger was undressed. Then, kneeling on the floor, she began to lick my cunt like it was ice cream. “Mmm, mmm,” she was moaning, while Russ looked down at her head, slowly disappearing between my widespread thighs.
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