Letters to Penthouse XIX

by Penthouse International

  I didn’t want to make my intentions too obvious, but with only one night to get it up between her legs, I couldn’t afford to beat around the bush for too long. However, the sudden attraction appeared to be mutual. Pretty soon Brenda was asking me if I would like some freshly baked coffee cake. When I said yes, she said to go ahead and check into my room, and assured me that she would deliver the cake to my door in the next ten minutes.

  In my room I dumped my bags on the floor and feverishly sought to find some condoms in my suitcase, already getting horny at the prospect of what lay ahead. Soon Brenda was at the door with a large slice of coffee cake and a hot drink.

  Quickly I seized my golden chance. “Would you like to stay and keep me company for a while, Brenda?” I asked, and I was gratified by the smile of acceptance on her face.

  We made small talk for the next ten minutes or so, until suddenly she looked straight in my face with a deep penetrating gaze, and said in a breathless whisper, “You know, that accent of yours just drives me wild.”

  Suddenly the pretense was gone on both sides. “You drive me wild too,” I replied, taking her in my arms and running my hands down the curves of her body. Our mouths locked in a deep oral caress as my fingers opened the swollen front of her silken blouse. Soon her bra slid to the floor and two big naked breasts fell shivering and bouncing down the front of her rib cage. Brenda was deliciously endowed!

  My hands came up to gather those two succulent mounds of female flesh that hung from her chest. Laying her down on the bed, I set about ravishing her generously developed bust. She threw her head back against the pillow with a groan as my lips and tongue lapped and sucked her firm, swollen nipples.

  Soon her panties lay in a crumpled heap on the bed as I spread her thighs so I could stroke my fingers across the forested lips of her pussy. Its folds were wet with passion, releasing into the air an intimate womanly fragrance that fanned my fires to fever pitch. I buried several fingers in her vagina, then slid them out to spread her juices over her swollen clit.

  Brenda gave a loud gasp, and her bottom squirmed against the mattress as she frenziedly unzipped my fly to get access to my big hard penis. In an instant my jeans were off, and my jutting erection was leaking pre-come all over her fingers as she pumped my shaft with her small and feminine but surprisingly strong and confident hand.

  For a full five minutes our mouths locked and our tongues entwined as we groped and fondled each other’s groin. Finally Brenda moved down on the bed, slid her full lips over the head of my dick and sucked me down to the root. I gasped for breath, my rib cage heaving as she reached in under my balls to massage the thick swollen root of my penis. I ran my fingers through her hair and cradled her head against my groin as she sucked hungrily on my cock, licking away the juices that leaked from its head.

  Just as my dick was getting ready to blast her tonsils with hot semen, I pulled out of her mouth and flipped her over on all fours. Desperate to get inside her naked body, I quickly rolled a condom over my throbbing shaft and mounted her from behind. I eased my rigid cock under her rear end and slid it in her vagina, penetrating deeply until her succulent buttocks pressed up against my groin.

  My lovely friend snapped her head back with a groan as she felt my swollen penis stretch and open her vagina all the way up to her cervix. Hot with passion, I began pounding into her from the rear, watching my shaft glisten with her juices as it slid in and out of the wet opening. With my hands on her squirming hips, I held her securely in position beneath me as I reamed her snatch, desperate to come inside her pussy.

  Brenda’s buttocks shivered and shook against my lower belly as I thrust in deep beneath her rump, filling her vagina to the max. Her big breasts hung down beneath her rib cage, swinging and wobbling under the onslaught of my thrusts. The sounds of our gasps and groans filled the air, mingling with the slap of naked flesh and the squishing of Brenda’s wet cunt as I pumped it repeatedly with my cock.

  Slipping my hand under her pubis as I fucked her, I gently rubbed and teased her swollen clit. She almost came off the bed as she rammed her hips harder against me, forcing my penis even deeper in her cunt. Then she started to gasp and pant, thrashing her head from side to side as she soared to a powerful climax on my thrusting cock. Pulling her firmly back on my groin. I finished her off with a flurry of deep rapid lunges in her wet vagina.

  No sooner had Brenda’s orgasm run its course than I felt my dam about to break. Quickly I flipped her on her back, ripped the condom from my cock and spurted my seed all over. My shaft jerked and quivered, releasing jet after jet of semen. As I emptied my load, Brenda reached up and spread it all over her naked body, leaving her belly and breasts all slick and shiny beneath a coat of fresh spunk.

  I fucked my temporary landlady twice more that night before collapsing and going to sleep. The next morning, before I left, she served me breakfast in bed. Nothing like fresh cunt and coffee cake in the morning!—K.L., Tulsa, Oklahoma

  HIS SEXY CONDO NEIGHBOR GAVE HIM HOPE FOR A TRUE PENTHOUSE LETTERS MOMENT

  Two and a half years ago, after filing for divorce from my wife, I moved into a condominium. Since then I have enjoyed the single life, keeping physically fit through diet and exercise. I date occasionally and have no problems getting laid. However, I have no immediate plans to enter into another committed relationship.

  I live in a second-story unit, and from the balcony other units can be seen directly across the way. When at home, I prefer to remain nude. I have no inhibitions, and so I have no problem having my drapes and window curtains drawn open while I’m home. While I lift weights and do isometric exercises, I enjoy having a breeze coming through the open patio door to cool my naked body.

  About four months ago while I was exercising, I noticed what appeared to be a woman in a unit across from mine. It was a new tenant who had moved in recently. I never had an opportunity to meet her, because I work long hours during the night. All I could make out was a silhouette standing behind the patio screen door.

  I paused to look more intently, and as I did, it was obvious that this lady was engaging me with her eyes. She made no attempt to look away. I continued exercising, and a moment later she waved to me and disappeared in her apartment. I wasn’t sure what her thoughts were while eyeing me. But it was obvious what mine were, as pre-come oozed out the slit of my dick.

  A few days later, it was Saturday night and I had just come home from work. I walked in my bedroom about ten. I had left the mini-blinds open, and when I went to close them, I noticed the woman across from me looking my way. When it was obvious that she had gotten my attention, she motioned her hands toward me as if telling me to stay right where I was. She walked away, and about a minute later appeared in the window again, this time wearing a sheer robe.

  Since it was night, and she had her bedroom light on, I could see her more clearly now. She gazed my way to see if she still had my attention. When she was satisfied that she did, she blew me a kiss. She motioned with her index finger for me to come to her, and then she sucked her finger slowly.

  To make sure I understood her, I made motions of my own. It was kind of like a Western movie where Indians and cowboys are trying to communicate—you know, like “Me come there?” These words, as it turned out, could never have been truer.

  What followed was nothing short of incredible. I decided I would take this mystery lady up on her invitation. I was somewhat tentative and a little nervous. But being the Penthouse Letters reader that I am, I thought this had all the makings of a Penthouse Letters moment.

  I knocked on the door. When it opened, what appeared was an Asian goddess. Standing before me was a curvaceous, deeply tanned Filipino beauty. She had exotic eyes, high cheekbones and full lips. She said, “Hi, my name is Maggie.” I responded by introducing myself—and by trying to keep it from being too painfully obvious that I was studying every detail of her body.

  Maggie asked if I would like to come in. I said I certainly would. Judging by the bulge in
my crotch, she must have had a good idea just how badly I wanted to come inside of her!

  When she turned and walked toward the couch, I could see the back of her V-shape torso through her sheer robe. Her waist looked like it couldn’t have been more than twenty-four inches. And her ass—oh, what an ass! It abounded and protruded from her small waistline, round and firm. From my intensive up-close observation, I can report that there was absolutely no wiggle in her walk.

  Maggie said to sit down, and asked if I would like a drink. I said yes, and she excused herself and said she would be right back. When she returned, she was holding two drinks. I noticed one other small difference: that this time she wasn’t wearing her robe! And I discovered that her breasts rivaled her magnificent ass. They were large, round and firm, and tanned a golden-brown color.

  You could make all of this out, including the large areolae and the excited nipples, through her white lace bra. She had on white thong panties that were also sheer. And through those panties you could see that her pussy was shaved, and the crevice of her pussy lips too. By this time my balls and dick were pulsating like I never experienced before. All I wanted to do was unfasten my pants and give them space to breathe.

  I began complimenting Maggie and making small talk, when all of a sudden she stopped me and said, “Let’s cut the bullshit. I’m sure you’re a nice guy and all, and I know you could care less if I’m a nice girl. The fact is, you want to fuck me and I’ve seen enough of you to know I sure as hell want to fuck you.”

  With that, I walked up to Maggie and kissed her passionately. Our tongues danced slowly together as I gently sucked and nibbled on her lips. She pulled off my T-shirt and unfastened my pants. She kissed my chest and sucked my nipples. When she reached my waist with her “suck”-ulent mouth, she grabbed hold of my briefs and pants. In one motion she pulled them down to the floor, unleashing my shaft, which looked and felt like blue steel.

  Maggie wrapped her hands around my hardened shaft and worked her magic tongue with circular motions around my cockhead. “Nothing’s going to waste here,” she said as she played, savoring sticky pre-come from the eye of my purple dick. No sooner had she said this than she completely devoured my cock as I stood there watching.

  To this day, I couldn’t tell you where my dick went. And even if my dick could talk, I feel certain it couldn’t tell you either. All I know is that my entire body was convulsing in a manner that caused my legs to buckle, while sending my mind into a euphoric state. Her tongue action was so sensual, it challenged the length and girth of my cock to reach new proportions.

  “Your dick is so big and hard,” she said. As she worked my bone, she nibbled gently on it. The excitement of all this compelled me to return the pleasure.

  I raised her head by the chin, and while looking down at her beautiful eyes said to her, “Allow me.” I lifted her up, then lifted her off the floor and cradled her in my arms. She had her arms around me, and our lips locked as I carried her to the bedroom.

  The room was illuminated with candles, casting a soft glow against the walls. Soft music was playing, and incense provided a sensual aromatic fragrance to the air. I laid Maggie on the bed with her legs draped over the side. I reached under her back, unfastened her bra and removed it. I began to softly suck her milk-chocolate taut nipples, elongating them as I tongued them in an upward motion. Her body convulsed, and she emitted moans of pleasure with every quiver.

  I worked my tongue down the center of Maggie’s stomach while caressing her breasts and nipples. This went on for a while, until I reached her pussy. I wrapped my hands around her ankles and raised them, placing her feet on the edge of the bed and removing her drenched panties.

  Staring me in the face was a totally shaved pussy with a pearl-like clit that shimmered with wetness. I eased the meat of my tongue onto the folds of her pussy lips and circled her clit with the tip. The taste of her nectar was sweet and inviting.

  Maggie’s hips began to gyrate around my mouth. She couldn’t hold back any longer, and screamed, “Don’t stop, I’m coming!” Her body was tense until the moment when she erupted. Her thighs gripped me like a vise. She cried out, “Fuck me, fuck me hard!”

  At that moment I raised myself up and plunged my dick in her pussy. She bucked and screamed uncontrollably, coming again with an orgasm that shook the bed. By this time I was ready to spew my load. “I’m coming,” I announced.

  “Come on, baby!” she said. “Come in my mouth and all over me.”

  With that, I exploded with stream after stream of hot lava all over her. She stuck her tongue out to catch and taste my jism. She grabbed my dick and rubbed it everywhere my semen had landed, then licked my shaft like it was an ice-cream cone. She made it a point to lick my sensitive dick-head, causing my body to convulse with every stroke of her tongue.

  Much more happened that night, and in many days and nights that followed. Maggie and I are not exclusively with each other, which is probably for the best, because it has created many options with both her friends and mine. I’ll fill you in in another letter.—G.J., West Palm Beach, Florida

  ANOTHER PENTHOUSE LETTERS MOMENT: THAT NEW OFFICE CUTIE WAS DRIVING HIM NUTS

  A cute girl named Kelly came to work in our office recently. On warm days the short shorts she wore to work nearly drove me nuts. They pulled up snugly into her crotch, showing off the plump lips of her pussy. They fit her firm, mouth-watering ass cheeks like a coat of paint, and pulled deep in the crack of her ripe, round ass.

  When she stopped by my desk to drop something off, I would get a chance to eyeball her lush cleavage. Those mouth-watering pointed boobs of hers bouncing around my desk and her shapely ass would harden my cock in a matter of seconds. Often it was quite a while after she’d come by before I could stand up without embarrassing myself.

  With long blonde hair that framed her pretty face and curled softly down her back in a neat ponytail, Kelly could have been a model. But attractive as she was, she wasn’t at all stuck-up or snobbish. Her blue eyes seemed to look way down inside you. Her moist, voluptuous lips often curved up into a smile that showed her perfect white teeth. And she always had something friendly to say when she came by my desk.

  One day, during a quick break, I was reading a hot letter in Penthouse Letters about a guy whose girlfriend was giving him a big helping of hair pie. There was a full-page picture beside the story showing a beautiful naked girl on her back with a guy’s head between her shapely thighs and his face buried in her crotch. The girl’s head was back, her lips were parted, and her eyes were closed. It was clear that she was enjoying the tongue-lashing that the guy was giving her pussy.

  I was so absorbed in my reading that I didn’t see Kelly leaning over the side of my cubicle, reading over my shoulder. When I saw her, I quickly closed the magazine and put it in my desk. Our eyes met. Nothing was said, but I knew from her wry smile that the piece had excited her as much as it had me. It was clear that she wished she had been the girl in the picture.

  When I left that night, I was surprised when Kelly walked up and asked me to stop by her place. I was speechless for a moment. As I fumbled for something to say, she put a slip of paper in my hand with her address on it. Below her address she had written, “Bring Penthouse Letters.”

  At a total loss for words, all I could do was nod dumbly. My eyes devoured those deliciously rounded ass cheeks of hers as she walked away.

  I already knew where she lived. I had looked it up soon after Kelly came to work in our office and had already been by there several times to check it out.

  Her apartment, though small, was neatly decorated. When I arrived, I was carrying my copy of Penthouse Letters. Kelly took it from me and set it down on a table by the couch. She asked me to take a seat on the couch while she went to get us a couple of beers.

  She was still wearing the shorts she had worn to the office that day. As I sat, I got a glimpse of her mouth-watering cleavage. As she walked away, I scoped out her sweetly rounded ass cheeks. She le
ft me with a king-size boner tenting the front of my pants.

  Kelly returned with the beers and sat down beside me. As she did, her shorts pulled up tighter in her crotch, parting the lips of her pussy even more. Her brief shorts left most of her gorgeous thighs totally bare.

  “If you don’t mind my saying so,” I ventured, “you sure have beautiful legs.”

  “I don’t mind at all. I’m glad you like them,” she answered, letting her gaze wander over the bulge in the front of my pants.

  “They’re gorgeous,” I said, unable to tear my eyes away from them.

  Smiling, Kelly handed me the Penthouse Letters from the table. “Can you find the letter you were reading today?” she asked.

  “Sure,” I said, turning at once to the page. She took the magazine from me and carefully studied the picture of the girl who was giving her boyfriend the generous helping of hair pie.

  “She’s a very lucky girl,” Kelly said, looking meaningfully at me.

  “Not as lucky as he is,” I replied, letting my gaze wander up her thighs and settle on the provocative swell of her love mound.

  I looked back at the picture, envying the guy who was eating that luscious pussy. From the corner of my eye I saw Kelly glance down again at my erection. The tip of her tongue darted out, moistening her alluring lips. She slid forward a bit, pulling her shorts up even tighter in her pussy.

  Except for a small light in the hall, it was dark in the apartment. But there was enough light to enable me to feast on the alluring curve of Kelly’s golden thighs.

  Too hot to hold back, I leaned down and kissed the soft, silky skin of her inner thigh just above the knee. She inhaled sharply and pulled my head firmly to her until my hot lips touched her silky skin. She leaned her head back and parted her legs a bit more, letting me kiss my way higher up her thighs. She began to moan as my lips went higher and higher up her thighs.