Letters to Penthouse XXXVI

by Letters to Penthouse XXXVI- Sultry Passions, Sinful Desires (epub)

  She raised her lovely blonde head and licked up a drop of come. “No point letting anything that good go to waste,” she said.

  We came back to earth and, in time, got the truck loaded and went on our way. In a couple of hours we stopped for supper. Jenny turned a lot of heads by the way she rolled her ass in her tight blue jeans. Also, her blouse showed some juicy cleavage. The guy at the next table practically swallowed his coffee cup. Jenny just smiled. She likes to be admired. In fact, she was well aware that there were a lot of horny drivers there who wanted to do much more than look at her.

  Jenny wanted all us truckers to get a good look at her cleavage. She unbuttoned her blouse to reveal more tit, overflowing her lacy red bra. It got my dick stiff, knowing how badly all the other guys wanted her. Then she sauntered past the counter toward the restroom, swinging her cute little ass. Every head turned as the guys watched her tits jiggle and her butt sway. After a solid meal, seasoned with sighs and stares, we were back in the truck and on our way again. I was really worked up from Jenny’s showing off in the diner.

  Jenny must have read my mind. She unbuttoned her blouse. Then she undid her jeans and slid them down her sexy legs. In a moment, she was buck naked. She put the interior light on, and I found it quite erotic to see her nude as I drove.

  Jenny put on a show for me. First she stuck two fingers in her dripping cunt. She licked one of them and put the other in my mouth. I sucked on it, and it was hard to concentrate on driving with all this going on. All the while, Jenny wore her usual sweet and innocent expression. You’d have thought she didn’t know what a boner was, much less what a raging boner she was giving me.

  There was just enough light for me to admire her tanned body as her show achieved its desired effect. When I couldn’t take any more, I pulled into a fuel stop with a lot for overnight parking—well lit, but practically deserted. As we pulled in beneath the bright lights, Jenny sat up so anybody who was interested could have a look at her. I parked near a vacant truck, to get some privacy. But it wouldn’t have mattered if we had been downtown at high noon. We both wanted to fuck, and nothing was going to stop us. I set the brakes, and before they took hold I had my shirt, boots, and jeans off, with my cock sticking up. Jenny said, “Hey, big boy, what do you think you are going to do with that?” She grabbed hold of it, and pulled me closer.

  I replied, “I’m going to fuck you as long and as hard as I can.”

  Jenny considered that a good plan. She turned and lifted up that cute little ass of hers. I placed my dick between her wet and swollen pussy lips and eased it halfway into her—just enough to anoint it generously with her love juices. Jenny hunched back on my prick, and it sank all the way home.

  She gasped with pleasure and rocked rhythmically to meet my thrusts. I pumped away happily. Jenny got her ass up in the air and her head on the seat. I stroked deep and fast. Jenny came twice as I fucked away. After that blowjob, I was able to hold my climax for a long time. I pulled out of her and lay on my back. Jenny went down on my stiff prick. She sucked it for a few minutes before crawling astride. Then she knelt with her snatch directly in line with my cock. She took hold of it and leaned forward to kiss me as she eased her pussy down on my prick. She knew it turned me on to taste my love juices on her lips. She sat up then, and slid down on my pole as I gently squeezed her nipples. She came instantly, closing her eyes, throwing her head back and moaning in ecstasy. Then she collapsed on me. When Jenny had rested, she got off me and rolled over onto her back, ready for more. I placed her legs on my shoulders—her favorite position. She likes me to talk dirty to her, and I told her how hot and wide open she was, like a good little slut. I told her she had been naughty in the diner, and that I was going to give her what every trucker at the stop had wanted to.

  I instructed her to look down and watch my dick sliding in and out of her pussy. She climaxed again and again, gripping my waist and back to pull my prick farther into her pussy. That turned both of us on. I fucked like a wild man. She reached down and lubricated her index finger with the girl-come that was running down the crack of her ass. She inserted her finger in my ass, and I came again. We seldom climax at the same time, because we focus on each other. But when Jenny felt the first jet of my semen it set her off, and it was every man and woman for him- or herself. When it was over, we licked each other thoroughly. She shouted her pleasure when my tongue explored her pussy. Then she stretched out beside me in the bunk. Soon we were both fast asleep.

  Honk if you agree that Jenny sounds like one great fuck.

  —J.M., La Crosse, Wisconsin

  Power Lunch

  I have a really sexy coworker named Tom who’s inspired me to explore my sexuality to the fullest. We began fooling around only a few weeks ago, but I know my life will never be the same.

  It all started on a lunch break. Tom asked me to go to the bank with him. I got really turned on just from being with him in his car. In the busy office, I only caught an occasional glimpse of him. Seeing his strong hands on the steering wheel made me want them on my tits. I realized I was longing for him as I waited in the car for him to do his banking. Tom has a handsome face and a gorgeous physique. When he emerged from the bank and headed for the car, I knew I had to feel that well-toned body pressed against mine. I could see the muscles in his thighs tense as he walked. When he got into the car he knew in a glance that I was aroused.

  We played it cool, but underneath we both were smoldering. Tom put his hand on my upper thigh and he kept it there. I felt an intense energy flowing between us. His trousers rose like a tent, and I decided to end the charade. I placed my hand on his leg and moved it up his thigh. We were driving along the highway when I unzipped his pants. I whipped out his hard penis and feasted my eyes on it. The throbbing pink head was wet, and I couldn’t resist it. We were in traffic at times but we didn’t even care who might see us. He drove twelve miles while I gave him a handjob. First, I gently outlined his stiff rod with my warm hand. His penis was so hard against my soft skin that I found it difficult to keep from dropping my head to his lap.

  When we neared the office, Tom asked where we could park. I thought fast and said, “How about across the street in the office parking lot?” By this time, neither of us was thinking very rationally. Our loins were telling us what to do. Tom pulled into the lot and parked. I eagerly moved my mouth over his pulsating dick. Tom pulled my skirt down and encountered my panties, thoroughly soaked. He moaned that he couldn’t believe how hot and wet I was. I moved my mouth down his long shaft to his hairy balls. He played with my clitoris and my pussy. Then he slipped an artful finger well up my cunt. It slid in and out of my dripping slit like a surrogate cock, and then I wanted the real thing. The windows were fogging up. A car drove by, but we didn’t even care. Neither of us was about to stop for anything.

  I took my mouth off Tom’s cock and looked into his eyes. I shucked off my panties and hung them on the rearview mirror. Tom worried aloud that we could get arrested for indecent exposure, while he removed the rest of my clothes. I straddled him, with my right leg propped on the dashboard. My pussy stretched wide as I poised it over his prick.

  I anointed his meaty hard-on with my love juices. Tom was awestruck. He hadn’t expected to have a hot woman hover over him like a sex fiend when he started for the bank. I gyrated my hips on his prick, gripping the headrests. I worked his hot rod well into my cunt and rode it hard. Tom held my jiggling headlights and enjoyed the ride.

  A car passed by, but I was too far gone to care. Suddenly, the muscles of my cunt spasmed and I came in deep waves as Tom’s prick gushed jism into me. We had to laugh later, when we realized that we had parked in front of an office building with hundreds of picture windows.

  There was a huge gob of come on Tom’s trousers, and he had a three o’clock meeting. I blew on it, got it hard, and brushed him clean. Literally, a blowjob. When we got back to the office, it was business as usual.

  Our relationship is still a corporate secret. However
, if anyone ever opens the door to my office without knocking, there is going to be a whole lot of juicy gossip around the water cooler.

  —C.R., Chicago, Illinois

  Deep Thrust

  I am very excited about something that has changed my sex life forever. It all started when Daniel, my husband of eight years, decided to give me a gift. Daniel wanted to give me something I would really enjoy, so he made an appointment for me to have a massage.

  I was thrilled at the idea of being pampered in that fashion, and couldn’t wait until the day I would go. Daniel said I deserved it, because I have such a hot body. He loves my long legs and my firm, high buttocks. He also dotes on the rest of me: I have 34C breasts with small, hard nipples, and a beautifully shaped torso.

  Daniel drove me to my massage appointment. From the outside, the place looked more like a prestigious portrait studio. Once inside, I realized I was entering another world. Red velvet drapes hung from the ceiling and there were throngs of scantily dressed men and women milling about.

  Before I could begin to imagine what kind of place this was, the woman behind the counter informed me that Thor was ready to give me my massage. Hearing that name made me realize that this was going to be more than I had expected. By that time my heart was racing, and Daniel was smiling seductively at me.

  I was a little apprehensive, but ready for anything. As the attendant led me to a private, candle-lit room, I felt my pussy getting extremely moist.

  There was a small waterfall in one corner of the room, and its gentle sound made me feel a little more relaxed. The woman told me I should undress completely and lie down on the massage table. I knew that Daniel was getting aroused as he watched me undress. We both were excited, waiting for a complete stranger to manipulate my body.

  When Thor walked in, I was lying facedown with my ass in plain view. He looked like a very masculine male model. He had long, dark hair, and his muscular thighs were barely covered by a loincloth. He introduced himself before proceeding with the massage. Daniel took a seat in another corner of the room.

  Thor poured a thin line of musky oil from my shoulder blades down to the crease of my ass. As he massaged my shoulders with his powerful hands, I turned my head so that I could watch my husband. Thor kneaded my back very deeply and all the tension I felt melted away into erotic pleasure.

  Thor began telling me what a beautiful body I had as he slowly slid his hands down to the small of my back. Then he said I had a perfect ass; that he couldn’t wait to get his hands on it. He told me his cock had stiffened the minute he saw it. I was so excited by all this talk that my ears began buzzing. I didn’t hear everything he said.

  When Thor slid his big hands along my asscheeks, I thought I was about to come. Daniel continued staring into my eyes as Thor manipulated the globes of my ass. My pussy was gushing love juices onto the massage table. I tried to keep myself from coming. I instinctively parted my legs, and I was instantly rewarded with the thrill of Thor’s hand in that intimate space.

  He expertly slid his fingers over my pussy, from front to back. The sound of the waterfall and the aroma of my cunt juice filled the quiet room, creating a highly erotic altered state. Thor quickened his hand movements and then slipped two fingers up my pussy hole. I moaned loudly at that point, and spread my legs wider.

  I continued to stare into my husband’s eyes as this stranger manipulated my most private parts. Thor took some of the musky oil and lubricated my asshole with it. He stuck his thumb up my ass for openers, then placed the head of a vibrator at the entrance. He urged me to exert my ass muscles against it.

  “Push back against the vibrator like you have to…” He left the rest of the phrase unsaid, but I understood perfectly. I did as he said. The vibrator slid halfway into my rectum. I moaned in pleasure. Daniel stood, unzipped his pants, and began stroking his stiff cock. Thor slid his fingers in and out of my pussy while he manipulated the vibrator in my asshole. Suddenly, both holes contracted. Again involuntarily, I screamed out my ecstasy.

  I had barely recovered from the intensity of my orgasm when Daniel said the massage was over, and that we must leave. Thor kissed me good-bye, and Daniel led me out.

  On the way home, Daniel was breathing very rapidly and gazing at me with intense desire. In fact, he couldn’t wait to get home. He pulled in at the first motel he saw, and quickly got us a room. Once inside, we stripped in record time. Daniel fucked me three times, with overpowering passion. We’d never made love so beautifully.

  In the following week, Daniel fucked me every chance he got. He couldn’t get enough of eating my pussy or finger-fucking both of my holes. On that Friday, he offered to take me back for another massage. I quickly agreed, and Daniel finger-fucked me all the way there.

  This time, Thor and another powerfully built man named Trojan massaged me while Daniel looked on. As their strong hands roamed freely over my naked body, I kept bucking my hips in the fashion of someone wanting very badly to be well fucked. Thor fingered my pussy as Trojan stuck a finger up my ass. Each got his mouth on one of my tits for a lovely sucking session. I enjoyed the attention of those two hunks immensely. The multiple stimulation was incredible.

  Then Thor asked me to sit on his lap. I had never gone wrong doing as he asked, so I did so quite happily. He slid my very wet pussy down on his cock. At the same time, Trojan placed his cockhead at the entrance to my asshole. I looked forward to a double fuck right there in front of my husband. My heart was racing as I gloried in the multiple sensations of two studs’ cocks against my twin love-holes, as well as Daniel’s hot stare.

  As the boys both slid their cocks into me, Daniel got up from his chair and began to kiss me passionately. My feelings were erotic and lewd, but they made me long even more for Daniel’s cock. The two men began fucking in earnest, and I screamed out my great pleasure.

  Then Daniel got into the act. He told the boys to pull their cocks out of me, and they did so, with, I think, some reluctance on their parts. Certainly there was some on mine. But not for long. Daniel climbed on the table and gave me a good old-fashioned fucking while the professionals watched him. He fucked with a fervor that took my breath away.

  I raised my legs up over his shoulders, and joyfully pounded my pelvis right back at him. Daniel couldn’t get enough of this. Again and again he fucked me, both in my pussy and in my asshole. There were times that I lost track of which hole he was hosing. The sensations were overwhelming. I came repeatedly, and Daniel’s hot come overflowed from both my vagina and my ass.

  Since that week, Daniel and I have been regular visitors to the sex club. I have never known him to be so loving and passionate. As kinky as it may sound, it’s an intimate bonding experience all couples should experience.

  —J.T., Los Angeles, California

  Mighty Multiples

  I’ve wanted to write this letter for a long time now. I am a twenty-six-year-old woman of medium height, with strong, shapely legs and a very sexy ass. I’ve been multiorgasmic since my first sexual experience, when I was nineteen. That first time, I came seven times within a half hour. Sex has only gotten better since. I come easily, just thinking about something sexy. I don’t even need to touch myself.

  My last boyfriend could make me come just by kissing my nipples. I often had several orgasms as he thrust his cock in and out of my twat. He could bring me off secretly in public, just by reaching around and pulling the waistband of my panties up so that the crotch pressed against my clit.

  Sex with him was wonderful, but he had a small penis. Although I came easily, the orgasms I experienced were not as strong as I wanted them to be.

  That all changed when I got involved with my current boyfriend. Bruce and I were friends before we became lovers. But one day he told me that he’d always had great difficulty bringing his ex-girlfriend to a climax. I very nearly came just listening to him when he described what he used to do with her, and I decided then and there I must be his lover. I felt sorry that such a sensitive and thoughtful
guy could not accomplish what he desired. When I revealed to him that I was multiorgasmic, one thing led to another and soon we were making out.

  I quickly found myself in bed with Bruce. I discovered that he was very curious to see if I was fibbing about being multiorgasmic. We had only been necking for a few minutes when I stiffened, grasped his shoulders tight, and came. Bruce was delighted. Soon—and with my enthusiastic cooperation—he had me completely undressed. He paused to admire my body and then began to gently touch my nipples. That set me off again.

  He was intrigued by my ability to come so easily. When I finally saw his penis, I found it hard to believe he would have trouble making any woman come. It was quite long and thick, and it was exquisitely shaped.

  Bruce was excited at how wet I was. He placed the tip of his pecker between my labia. I was already on the verge of coming when he stroked the wide head against my clit. Then he began to slide that salami into my pussy. Although it entered easily, I could feel that it was the biggest prick I’d ever had in my vagina. Once the head was in, I began having powerful contractions. I clutched his shoulders and screamed for more. Bruce fed me the rest of his cock, but for that first time he had to keep an inch out of my pussy. As he worked his thick pole in and out, I kept on coming. I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to stop. It was amazing. The fact that I’m multiorgasmic doesn’t mean I can’t recognize a good lover.

  From the first moment he touched me, I knew that Bruce was talented. My head was spinning, and I knew I couldn’t get enough of his prick. Bruce just kept whispering, “That’s it, baby, keep coming on my big cock.” And I did, drenching his meat with my sex juice.