by Letters to Penthouse XXXVI- Sultry Passions, Sinful Desires (epub)
“Happy thirtieth birthday, love,” she said as I rolled her on her side and moved her into our favorite position—the fork! We forked for a few minutes as my hands moved with a mind of their own, across her smooth hips, swollen breasts and hard, pointy nipples. I slipped a single digit into her wet cunt. A very audible moan escaped her lips as I moved my finger in and out of her wetness, and the moan increased as I added a second finger.
As a lover of pussy, my tongue next took control. I moved down between her legs and found her stiff clit. With my dick hard again, I felt the sudden urge to have her love-tunnel surrounding me. I moved up and rubbed my hard dick along her cunt lips before burying my cock in her to the hilt. We began our familiar bump and grind, easily the best sex that I have ever had. Kristine’s erratic breathing and the clenching of her pussy muscles signaled that she was about to come. I leaned over and lightly nibbled on her nipples, which pushed her over the edge into the land of multiple orgasms.
Satisfied, we decided to do some sightseeing in America’s most exciting city. Though we saw a lot of sights, we could barely keep our hands off each other, so we returned to do the only exploring that was on our minds—each other’s body. As I proceeded to tweak her nipples between my fingers, Kristine asked me if I was ready for my birthday present. I responded that I was indeed ready.
To get my present I had to close my eyes. I was more than willing to play along. Before I knew what was happening, I was on my back and felt something cold being poured on my body. Soon, though, I was defrosted as Kristine’s warm body glided up and down mine. Her gyrations caused my love-muscle to swell bigger than ever. I knew that Kristine was having as good a time as I was: I could feel the trails of wetness she’d left on my thighs and nuts. Ever so gently she began to run her tongue over my balls before straddling my face, drawing my flicking tongue deeper into her cunt.
“Fuck me with your tongue” and “That feels great” were the only things I heard as I took care of business between Kristine’s thighs. You can imagine my surprise when I felt a warm mouth around my dick and a hand massaging my nuts, knowing that Kristine was still bucking in orgasm on my tongue.
Whomever the mystery mouth belonged to, it knew just the right ways to massage and flick a tongue across my cock. Just when I was about to reach the point of no return, my blindfold was removed and Kristine buried her tongue deep in my mouth. Then she pulled back and said, “This is Lanie. She’s your special birthday present. I hope you like it.”
Like it? Hell! Like any man, I loved it. As I looked at the sexual vibe coming from Lanie’s green eyes, I felt myself coming and coming into her mouth.
As Lanie stood up, I could see she was very attractive. Even underneath the blouse and skirt she wore I could tell she had a nice firm body, ample hips, and a slim waist. As a special touch, she was a redhead—Kristine must have remembered my fantasy about fucking a redhead.
“Lanie wants to fuck you. I’d like to watch, then join you two later. Is that all right with you?” Kristine asked me. I couldn’t think of a better way to pass the evening. Lanie moved toward me and sat on my lap, and I moved one hand up her short pleated skirt until a pair of white mesh panties showed, with tufts of red hair escaping out of the sides. My other hand began to stroke the inside of her thighs.
“Pull her panties aside so I can see her pussy,” urged Kristine.
A low moan escaped Lanie’s lipstick-red lips as I did this and ran my fingers along her swollen clit. A sly smile appeared on Kristine’s face when she told me to fuck Lanie. My cock met Lanie’s wetness as Kristine guided me in from behind and kissed me. I began to pump away like a madman, as Kristine moved below us and alternated between licking Lanie’s clit and my swollen balls while fingering herself. I strained to hold back my orgasm as Lanie bucked harder and harder against my pelvis with each thrust. Her warm pussy was like a vise, milking my throbbing dick. I had to think of calm waters as her pussy spasmed in the first of her three orgasms.
I held back because I wanted to save my come for the one I love. Kristine had fingered herself into a frenzy. Pulling Lanie off my lap and pushing me back onto the bed, Kristine mounted me and rode me to a mutual orgasm so intense that I released a scream loud enough for our neighbors to hear. Lanie gave each of us a kiss, gathered her things, and left.
Kristine and I continued to fuck all weekend until, once again, we had to return to our distant homes. It was the best birthday present that I’ve ever received. I can’t wait until next year. And Kristine better watch out for her birthday—I have big plans to celebrate it.
—Name and address withheld
Take the Bull by the Horns
I want to share a recent experience that fulfilled a longtime fantasy of mine. Although I have many fantasies, my favorite has always been making it with a black man. I don’t know if it is the contrasting dark skin or the reputation of having big cocks that has fueled my imagination for so many years. I am a thirty-two-year-old, recently divorced, very attractive woman. I stand a slim five-seven and have long strawberry blonde hair. I’ve always enjoyed looks from men, and innocent flirting, but I’d been faithful throughout my eight-year marriage. My ex and I had always enjoyed a healthy sex life, but as the relationship waned so did it. After a couple of months of being single, I was tired of feeling sorry for myself and vowed to have some adventure. After some careful thought I knew what I was going to do and who I was going to do it with!
Over the last few years there was one black man in particular that I favored in my fantasies. His name was Bill and he was an insurance agent who handled most of our business. Bill was an ex-professional athlete whose promising career had been ended early by a severe knee injury, but Bill had continued to work out and had an incredible body. He was a very large man, about six-four, and very good-looking. We’d met on a few occasions and I thought I’d detected a few subtle glances of appreciation for me on visits to his office. I made up my mind that I was going to go for it. Now it was time to put my plan into action.
I had a few questions about our policies, as much had been changed because of the divorce. I called Bill and made an appointment for the following day to meet. The office was open till five but I asked if he could wait because I might not make it until closing time. He said it was fine if I was late and that he would probably be there until six anyway as he had much work to catch up on.
My ex had always liked to see me in short skirts and heels and often commented that I could “stop the world” with my legs and ass. I had seldom dressed as sexy as he liked, but on the occasions when I did I always received a lot of male attention. The following afternoon I was excited and very nervous as I dressed for my appointment. I slipped the sheerest black stockings on my legs instead of the usual pantyhose. I picked my shortest black skirt and my highest heels. As I checked myself in the mirror I smiled and thought to myself, I can’t believe I’m going through with this.
When I was ready, I covered up with a long winter coat. As an extra flourish I wrapped a white feather boa around my neck as a scarf. It was ten past five when I arrived at Bill’s small office. The shades were drawn and the “Closed” sign was up, but Bill answered my knock immediately. He ushered me in and told me to have a seat across from his desk. We were the only ones there and he asked if he could take my coat. Here goes, I thought as I stood and slipped out of it. I was not disappointed by his reaction as he stood looking me up and down. He stared for a few seconds and then just said, “Wow.” I asked him if he liked the new single me. He responded, “You look incredible, but how do you expect me to concentrate on work?” I just smiled.
Since he was too stunned to take my coat, I walked slowly over to the other side of the office and hung it on the coatrack myself. His eyes hungrily followed me and as I walked back I said, “Maybe this isn’t a good time to work anyway.” I stood in front of him and ran my fingers over his chest and down to his trousers. I could feel his manhood grow under my light touch and soon I was tracing his hard-on wit
h my finger through his thin pants. He was speechless as his breathing grew heavier. It all seemed surreal. I had such a feeling of, I can’t believe I’m doing this.
I felt his hands reach out and cup my breasts. I was wearing a silk blouse with no bra and I shuddered when he lightly tweaked my nipples. Soon we were embracing, and he gently lowered his mouth over mine. We kissed for what seemed a long time, long enough for me to feel lost as his tongue explored my mouth and his hands kneaded my bare buns under my skirt. When we finally broke off I had to see what was causing the enormous bulge in his pants. When I had his trousers down I pulled his boxers back to unleash a black cock that was more gigantic than I ever imagined. I took it in both hands and marveled at it. I caressed it and felt it jump at my touch. By now Bill had unzipped my skirt and it had fallen to the floor. I removed my blouse as well and slipped down to take this dream cock in my mouth. Savoring the moment, I slowly licked the head and shaft. Soon I was bathing his entire length with my tongue and taking what I could into my hot, eager mouth.
After a while he helped me up and sat me on his desk. He kissed me again, this time with reckless abandon. I felt his tongue at the back of my throat, then his mouth moved slowly to my neck and down to my breasts. I had never felt a warm, wet mouth and tongue assault my body like this and I was lost in infinite pleasure. I leaned back on my arms as he moved down to my thighs and kissed my sopping-wet pussy. I was about to climax but I decided I had to have him in me right then. I had my ass on the edge of the desk as he stood in front of me. I could hardly wait for his beautiful black dick. I suddenly wondered if I could manage to take him inside me. He was very gentle as he rubbed the head up and down my vaginal lips. Then he worked just the head in and out, and I felt myself relax. Soon he was feeding more and more in and we had established a rhythm.
After a few minutes he moved his hands under my butt and pulled me to him. I gasped as I felt his entire length slide into me. I moved my hands to his shoulders and held tight as he picked up the pace. I could hear him grunting as he thrust into me and soon his cock pulsated as hot semen poured into my engorged pussy. As the fluid gushed into me I felt the first wave of orgasm sweep over me. It started in my groin and moved out to my abdomen and spread through my entire being. I cried out as wave after wave rushed through me, each more powerful than the last. When they finally subsided I fought to catch my breath. We looked at each other, smiled, and at the same time said, “Wow.”
As I drove home I was thinking about what one of my girlfriends had said: “Once you’ve had black you never go back.” I smiled to myself and thought that she just might be right.
—P.D., Wellesley, Massachusetts
Heteros in the Closet
My girlfriend Tricia has a large family, so when I go to her house we usually don’t have much privacy. One recent night when Tricia was feeling especially horny, she started kissing my neck and telling me how much she loved my dick and what she was going to do with it when she got her hands on it.
She got me so worked up that, in spite of the fact that her grandmother, her mother, and her sister were all in the house, I suggested we fuck right then and there.
“But what if someone catches us?” she protested.
“Don’t worry,” I assured her. “We’re going to play a new game. It’s called Hide the Fuck.”
I took her hand and led her to the closet, which is a walk-in. Once safely inside, I dropped to my knees, pulled off her panties, and sank my tongue into her sweet-tasting twat. As I rolled my tongue up and down her pussy, we heard the rest of the family moving about. I don’t know if that added to her excitement or not. All I know is that she began sucking her own nipples, and she never does that unless she’s extremely turned on.
I continued licking until she reached a powerful climax. She came so hard I had to muffle her cries of pleasure with my hand.
Considering the circumstances, I thought she’d be satisfied with one good orgasm. Boy, was I wrong! As soon as she caught her breath, the first words out of her mouth were, “I need a dick.”
With that, she unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down around my knees with a savage jerk. The head of my cock had pushed its way past the waistband of my briefs and Tricia paused to give it a lick. Then she tore off my briefs and sucked hungrily on my balls and slobbered all over my dick. When she had me on the brink of orgasm, she stopped sucking and said, “Now fuck me.”
I propped a laundry bag underneath her and spread her asscheeks apart, exposing her shiny slit. She gasped as I entered her. I started fucking her slowly at first. About fifteen minutes into it she started yelling, “Oh, baby, I’m gonna come! Please fuck me harder, baby!”
I picked up the pace and she went over the top. I’d been holding back my orgasm, and her spasms triggered it, so I exploded, too.
As soon as we finished, we dressed quickly and came out of the closet. Just then, we heard her sister call, “Tricia, where were you?” We looked at each other and burst out laughing.
—Name and address withheld
Under the Tree
This will be my first Christmas in the United States in three years. I’m in the military and I’ve been stationed overseas for a while, as was my fiancé. Now we’re stationed five hours away from each other, so visits are still pretty infrequent. And this being our first Christmas here together makes me particularly horny.
As I sat here awaiting his arrival last night, I grew hot and wet with anticipation, fantasizing about making love under the Christmas tree for the first time. (You see, to me, this man is my Adonis, with the greatest body and a cock that makes my mouth water.)
When he finally arrived, I played it cool as long as I could, then said, “Let’s go to bed!”
Once we were in the bedroom, my mouth began to work its way down his body. He smelled so good! As I worked on him, he was rubbing my body as only he can. He sent sparks through my cunt that I felt all the way down in my toes. As we pledged our love, I slowly took his shaft into my mouth. As I sucked him off I stuck my thumb up his tight ass. I was in heaven as he fucked my face and I thumbed his bum.
Next we locked in a 69 position (we love to 69 more than we love to fuck), and his tongue set my cunt on fire. He sticks his tongue deep inside me and licks my clit like no one ever has before. The whole time he’s eating me I’m still sucking him. He makes me so hot I’ve just got to taste his hot ass.
I put him on his hands and knees and I spread his asscheeks. Next I started to ream his ass with my tongue. He began to moan and that sweet sound motivated me. As I teased him with my tongue, I reached around and grabbed his cock and started to gently stroke it, and with my other hand fondled his precious balls.
Then it was time to fuck!
He entered me, moving slowly at first, then picking up the pace. He fucked me so hard my head was spinning. We banged each other until a fantastic orgasm claimed us both. Then, like two cats, we licked each other clean.
Well, writing this has made me quite horny and he’s over near the tree now. It’s almost midnight, so I guess I ought to unwrap my Christmas gift, taste it, and tend to its needs. I am so grateful to be able to spend this Christmas with my family, and most of all with my friend and lover. I just love fucking him! He’s the only present I’ll ever want! Merry Christmas to us and to all our fellow Forum readers!
—E.B., Stockton, California
Trucker’s Gal
Jenny is the best lover I’ve ever had. She has dynamite legs, beautiful breasts, and a firm, plump ass. Top that off with a gorgeous head of long blonde hair and a pretty face and you have an idea of why everyone thinks Jenny is so hot.
I drive a truck and I’m on the road for days at a time. Toward the end of the week I’ll call Jenny and she’ll ask, “When are you coming home to fuck me?” That usually gets me heading home quickly. Well, a few months ago I got stuck with a weekend trip. I asked Jenny if she wanted to ride with me. She agreed and I picked her up Friday evening on the way to load my trailer.
She opened her blouse to show me her firm tits, and I wanted her right then and there. But we were waiting our turn to get loaded, and I was afraid we would be interrupted. Instead, we kissed, and I played with her nipples until they were hard as little rocks. I got my mouth on them and sucked and licked until she moaned with desire.
We both wanted more, so I said to hell with loading and took her back into the bunk. I pulled her tight jeans off and licked her pussy for all I was worth. Jenny gets wetter than any woman I have ever known, and I tried my very best to lick her dry.
It was not to be. The more I licked and sucked, the more love juices she gushed. When I took her clit in my mouth and stuck a finger in her hungry cunt, she came with shudders and moans. Then she put her hand on my crotch and asked, “What’s all this?” I knew my cock was hard as a rock, but I hadn’t realized that the front of my jeans was soaked with precome. She loosened my pants and I helped her pull them down. She took my leaking cock in hand and said, “I’d better clean this up for you.” With that, she slurped my dick into her mouth. After two short strokes she had it all the way in. My dick is a little bigger than average, and she is the only woman who can take it all with ease.
When Jenny gets into a rhythm she fucks me with her mouth while fondling my balls. She bobbed her head so hard that I warned her I might fill her mouth with cream (she usually likes that action better in her pussy). But this time, instead of stopping, she sucked all the harder and brought me to the most intense orgasm of my life. The only thing that didn’t come out of my dick was my soul. She sucked every drop out and swallowed what seemed like a gallon of semen.