Letters to Penthouse XV

by Penthouse International

  “I don't want to come too soon, Sally,” Matt said. “I want to be fucking you when I come. I've fantasized about this since the day I met you. I want to show you how a real man fucks a woman.”

  He reached for a condom, and as he unwrapped it, she pulled it away and unrolled it over his massive organ.

  “I need you now,” she begged.

  “Whatever you want,” he said with a grin. “I'm yours tonight, baby.”

  They continued making out. Matt fingered Sally's hole to get it ready for him. She rolled onto her back and spread her legs, and he mounted her, holding himself up on his arms and knees and rubbing his cockhead over her pussy. She writhed in anticipation. Finally, he held the base of his cock and placed the head between her lips. She lay still and spread her thighs wide apart. His ass muscles tensed as he eased into her vagina. She sucked in her breath.

  She looked up at him and said, “Oh God, Matt, please be gentle. I've never had a cock this big inside me.”

  He answered, “Don't worry, lover. I'll fuck you like you've only dreamed of.”

  Then he pumped slowly in and out, a bit more each time. She arched her head and back and groaned with lust as he fed her more and more. The last couple of inches took the longest, but she pumped her hips up to help him get in to the hilt. When he reached bottom, she clamped her feet around his ass.

  “Oh Christ, Matt!” Sally screamed. “You feel amazing!”

  Matt panted, “I've never had a woman take me all the way. You have the hottest, wettest pussy I've ever fucked.”

  Lying on top of her, he brought his mouth to hers for a furious kiss. Their hips quivered as she squeezed him. I stroked myself harder as I watched him lift himself on his elbows and slide in and out of her. Her pussy lips strained to hold onto him. They both grunted and groaned over the slurping sounds her pussy made. With me, she was always an unanimated lover. But with him she became very vocal and physical.

  As she ran her hands all over his back, her feet up and down his legs, she praised her stud's fucking. “Oh Matt, fuck me! Fuck me, stud! Keep going! So deep! So good! Ohh!”

  He responded by draping her legs over his arms and thrusting deeper and faster. She moaned each time he hit bottom, and after about five minutes she cried out, “I want to feel you come when I do. Please, Matt, God, I'm close.”

  Matt thrust very deep, moving both of their bodies as one heap of sweaty flesh. My wife's moans got louder and quicker. Finally she screamed as she crashed in orgasm. He continued fucking her, and she continued screaming. Which only made me more conscious that I had never made her come during intercourse.

  Matt thrust in and out a dozen more times, then pushed in to his balls, arched his back and began convulsing in my wife. She cried out as his come spurted in her. They met for a strong kiss as both shuddered in orgasmic release. He fell to her side as they caught their breath together. I came all over the closet door, and looked up to see my wife lying on the pillows in total sexual bliss while her lover gave her breasts another thorough tongue bath.

  Soon Sally reached down to stroke Matt's manhood, and we were both surprised to see that it had never really gone soft. He smiled as he rolled her slowly on her stomach and moved again between her legs. She tilted her ass upward, threw her head back and moaned as he slid his whole prick in with one motion. Wasting no time, he began some healthy thrusting, his stomach lapping her ass at the bottom of each stroke. She kept pushing back, and her head moved from side to side as she groaned closer to orgasm.

  He continued his deep strokes as she thrashed beneath him, yelling and moaning. His thrusts got faster, and a couple of seconds later, as she reached another orgasm, he released another load in her. They rocked together until he finished spurting. Then he again rolled off her and onto his back. She begged him to let her lick his cock. He sat up against the headboard, and she moved over his crotch, held his rod to her mouth and licked from tip to base.

  As Sally licked off all the sex juices, I couldn't believe it—Matt's monster was slowly hardening again! He moaned as she blew him again and after about fifteen minutes said, “Baby, I'm coming!” Her lips went up and down a few more times before his hips flexed wildly. She clamped onto the head and stroked his shaft firmly as he let go. After about four spurts she pulled her mouth away to swallow, and let him lather her big tits with the rest of his cream.

  At this point they got up and went to the bathroom. Slipping out of the closet and peeking in, I saw them showering, rubbing each other all over with their hands and mouths, then rinsing each other off.

  As they dried each other, I retreated to the closet. Matt emerged from the bathroom cupping Sally's ass triumphantly while she clung to his neck facing him. They planted themselves in the middle of the bed, facing each other Indian-style, and made out. Yet again Matt's member shot up full and firm! Sally's hands went right to it. Soon she was moving her hips back and forth over it, running her clit along the thick head. He got the hint and lay on his back. She moved so she was on her knees above him. They stared in each other's eyes as she placed the head at her opening.

  Sally took her hand off Matt's penis, pumped her hips a few times to secure it, then sank all the way down on it until their pubic hair touched. She groaned as she bounced up and down in his lap. He groaned too as he closed his eyes and relished the feeling of my wife's tight body repeatedly impaling itself on his love-spike. She fucked slowly at first but was soon humping frantically. As she worked toward yet another orgasm, he grabbed her hips and began fucking back. A few minutes later he gave one final thrust, and the two of them came together in a chorus of moans. She then fell on top of him exhausted.

  They cuddled for a while, cooing words of praise to each other. Then Sally asked Matt to shower with her again, and they returned to the bathroom. I was totally spent, so I just cleaned up my spot in the closet and slipped out of the room. I just couldn't take any more. I returned the key card to the front desk and checked into another hotel for the duration of my phony business trip. I jerked off countless times to the image of my wife and Matt's fucking.

  When I returned home a couple of days later, Sally acted as if nothing had happened, and I wasn't sure whether to confront her. I decided not to when I noticed our sex life perk up in the months that followed. Her pussy seems looser than before, so I figure she's still fucking Matt. The way it has helped our marriage, I think I should leave well enough alone!—J.S., Phoenix, Arizona

  Different Strokes

  AT COLLEGE THEY'D SHARED EVERYTHING SO NOW SHE'D SHARE HER HUSBAND

  I hadn't seen Eleanor and Chrissy since we had roomed together in college. In those days we had shared everything, including guys. Now that I was married, I didn't see why things should be different. So when they called and said they were in town and were coming over for a visit, I called my husband at work and suggested that he come home early. I told him I had a surprise for him, and that he wouldn't be sorry.

  I didn't tell the girls about it, so when Barry came walking into the house I could see the surprise in their eyes, and the admiration. They couldn't take their eyes off his muscular masculine body as he strolled over to where I was sitting. I couldn't blame them, because I was having the same problem. And I was thinking of what I wanted to do with him at that very moment. My pussy was dripping wet and aching for his big dick, which I could see bulging through his tight jeans.

  “Hi, baby,” I said. “I sure did miss you today.” I pulled him down to me and kissed him, sticking my tongue in his mouth. He responded, and I felt his hands roaming over my body. I slid out of my chair and pulled him down onto the floor, and I began to unbutton his jeans, kissing my way down his fly as I did so. Pulling out his swelling cock, I flicked my tongue over the tip. Then I raised my head, smiled at Chrissy and Eleanor, and said, “Girls, this is my husband, Barry, Honey, this is Chrissy and Eleanor.”

  “Hi,” Barry said weakly. Then he gasped as I took his throbbing tool into my mouth, sucking on it and moving my tongue over
the head in little circular movements. When his hands clutched at my head and he began to fuck my mouth by pumping his hips up and down, I stopped. I didn't want him to come too quickly. I had plans for him.

  Chrissy and Eleanor were watching us with great interest. I was sure they remembered our college days too, and had some idea of what I had in mind. In fact, they were so excited that they had moved close together on the sofa and were surreptitiously finger-fucking each other. They had always been really close, those two.

  I said, “Girls, would you like a taste of my husband's big huge cock?”

  “Yes, I would,” Chrissy said. She got off the sofa and knelt down on the floor, reaching out to stroke Barry's throbbing pole. Then she came closer, bent her head, sucked on the head of his cock, and took it deep into her throat. Barry groaned and clutched his fingers in her hair as she began to suck him, moving faster and harder with each up-and-down movement of her head. I could see that he was getting close to coming again, and I told him to calm down, because this was just the beginning.

  Chrissy was bending over Barry on her knees, causing her little short skirt to pull up behind and reveal her white thong panties. Eleanor now got down behind her and started squeezing her ass. Then she pulled Chrissy's panties down to her knees. She leaned forward and flicked Chrissy's asshole with her tongue, which brought a little whimpering noise from Chrissy as she continued to suck on Barry's engorged cock.

  Eleanor reached around and found Chrissy's clit with her fingers. She began to fondle it and stroke it, and as Chrissy squirmed with pleasure Eleanor pressed her face against her ass and stuck her tongue into her tiny asshole. Chrissy let out a little muffled scream of pleasure and sucked harder on Barry's dick, which sent him over the top. Chrissy gulped down his come and then turned around and pulled Eleanor down on her back. In a minute they were both naked and eating each other out in a 69.

  I was a little pissed that Barry had come before Eleanor had had a chance at him, but I shouldn't have worried, because watching the two of them go at it soon had his dick straightened out again. After the girls had made each other come, Eleanor climbed on top of my husband and took the whole of his big prick inside her flowing pussy with no trouble at all. Then she began to ride him, while Chrissy kissed his mouth and body. Eleanor had two orgasms as she fucked him, but Barry, having come once in Chrissy's mouth, was now able to hold out almost indefinitely. When Eleanor fell away from him Chrissy took her place, and when she was done he was still hard. The two girls were amazed at his control, but Barry just smiled and said, “I have to save something for my wife, you know.”

  I was thrilled to think that he still wanted me after having two beautiful strange woman. I grinned at him. “Okay,” I said. “What do you want to do?”

  “I want to fuck you up the ass, baby,” was his reply. My cunt immediately started juicing, and I told him that would make me a very happy woman.

  My husband bent me over the table and, using the moisture from my cunt as a lubricant, slipped one, then two fingers into my asshole, making me gasp. In another minute he had removed the fingers and replaced them with his huge cock. I groaned with intense joy as his tool slid slowly into my rear passage. Eleanor and Chrissy were watching us and fingering each other again. As he began to pump his hot dick in and out, I knew they were thinking how lucky I was to have such a strong, sexy and loving hunk for a husband. Then I stopped thinking as pure sensation overwhelmed my senses and both of us exploded with pleasure.

  Eleanor and Chrissy both promised me that when they get married they will share their husbands with me too. That will be interesting, but for now I'm more than happy with my own.—L.C., Lubbock, Texas

  ON A CLANDESTINE VISIT TO HIS LOVER HE GIVES HER SOME FOOD FOR THOUGHT

  I'd like to tell you about an experience I shared with my lover last week. Her name is Carrie, and she is married and lives in another town, so we rarely get to see each other. However, we often communicate online and via e-mail, which never fails to get me very excited, but often leaves me with a hard-on that won't quit. Often after an hour or so online, I will have to jerk off to release the pressure that has built up within my groin, often coming so hard it takes my breath away.

  Last week I made a surprise visit to her town. It was the middle of the week, and she didn't expect me, but I knew her husband would be out of town for the evening. I showed up at her place of work and waited for her, and when she came out the look on her face told me she loved me, and also assured me that it would be a long night.

  We went for a ride in her car and found a place to park. We made small talk for a few minutes, but soon we started necking, kissing passionately and groping. She kept massaging me through my jeans, her desire only outdone by my own. Finally I pushed her hands away. She moaned, begging me to quit teasing her, but I explained to her that the real fun would come later. The practical thing would be for her to pick up her children, get them fed, find a sitter and meet me at my hotel. She reluctantly agreed, and after a little more kissing and playing around, we parted.

  Although it seemed like days, within two hours she was knocking on my door. I let her in and saw that she had changed, thinking we were going out to dinner. But I had other plans. We began kissing again, and I quickly stripped her of her clothes. Her beauty was breathtaking. Still kissing, we moved toward the bed. I laid her down and she spread herself out, opening her body to me. She wanted me to take her immediately, take her hard and fast. I kissed her once again and reminded her to be patient.

  As I undressed before her, her excitement rose even more. Her chest heaved, her nipples hardening, her pussy getting even wetter. I quickly began kissing her body, starting at the neck, working my way downward, her chest, her nipples, her hips, her thighs, the back of her knees. I avoided her pussy, though she thrust it toward my mouth, begging for release. As I crawled back up her body I let my penis drag across her skin, teasing her, over her thighs, skimming across her pussy, over her belly. I rubbed it against her breasts, my pre-come leaving a trail across her tits. Then I brought it up to her mouth. She sucked me hard, stroking the underside of my dick with her tongue. I moved back and forth, sliding in and out of her mouth as she sucked me. She moaned around my flesh.

  As I continued to fuck her mouth I let my hand trail down to her pussy, rubbing it lightly across her mound, gently touching first her lips, then her clit. Her back arched, nearly throwing me off her, her body begging as she sucked me even harder. I rubbed faster, and as she began to moan more loudly, I knew she was about to come. I withdrew from her mouth to allow her to enjoy her orgasm with no distraction. I stuck my middle finger deep into her pussy, feeling it squeeze and release, squeeze and release, as she climaxed violently.

  As she came down from her orgasm, she again begged me to take her. Instead I got up and went over to the dresser to fetch a basket that I had brought with me. Setting it beside the bed, I pulled out a bottle of chocolate syrup and squeezed some out onto her body. With it I drew designs all over her beautiful naked torso, over her breasts, across her stomach, covering her pussy. Then I pulled out some fresh strawberries and ran them through the chocolate on her body. I teased her nipples with them, and then I fed them to her. Some of the chocolate dripped down the sides of her face as she ate them, and I licked it off.

  Next I pulled out a banana and peeled it. I rubbed it slowly across her nipples, then down her stomach and across her clit. Her back arched and she moaned loudly, spreading her legs wider. I rubbed the banana up and down over her cunt lips. Her bosom heaved wildly, her breath getting shorter, as she again begged me to fuck her. I resisted, teasing the opening of her vagina with the banana. She pushed up with her hips, wanting something, anything, inside her now. But I pulled back, not ready to extinguish that fire just yet. I kissed her again, deeply, then took a bite of the banana, dipped it in more chocolate, and fed her some of it. She sucked on that banana as if it were my prick before biting off a piece and eating it.

  After swallowing the ba
nana, Carrie said she was thirsty. Luckily, I had put some champagne on ice. I gave her a drink of it, then poured the remainder over her body and began licking it off. If you've never licked chocolate and champagne off your lover's body, you don't know what you're missing. Then I pulled out my last surprise, a can of whipped cream, and sprayed it across her body. Again I feasted on her body, licking up the cream, this time concentrating on her pussy. Her wetness was incredible, her taste sensational. I moved up to kiss her mouth, letting her taste her own juices, mixed with the whipped cream and the remains of the chocolate. Then back to her cunt again, my tongue lashing at her clit, my finger sliding deep inside her. She let out a loud moan, her entire body arching off the bed. I continued to rub and lick her, and was finally rewarded with a thundering orgasm that had her screaming and bouncing on the bed.

  As she came back to earth, she whispered to me that she had never had so strong a climax before. She was covered with chocolate, whipped cream and champagne; the bed was a mess. But Carrie wanted more. She pushed me down on my back, taking my cock into her mouth and sucking it until I was throbbing with passion. Then she fell back again, begging me to take her good, to fuck her hard and fast, to give her what she didn't get at home. I mounted her and slid my prick balls-deep into her squirming pussy with one mighty lunge. Immediately she began thrusting herself up at me. The feeling was incredible. I pumped at her, groaning. I wasn't going to last long, not with her pushing back, squeezing my cock with her incredible cunt muscles. We were covered in sweat, groaning, moaning, screaming. I kissed her lips and sucked on her neck. She reached down and rubbed my balls, and as she did that I went over the top, exploding deeply inside her, which set her off again, causing her pussy to squeeze and pump me even harder, pulling every bit of come out of me.