I let Denny lead me to the bed and get me in a crouching position on my knees and elbows, my ass sticking up. He didn’t bother to undress. He slipped off his shoes and unzipped his fly, then got on the bed behind me, still wearing his jacket and tie. At any other time I might have found this behavior to be a turn-off, even an insult. But now somehow the idea of this well-bred, civilized man too impatient to fuck my ass even to take off his clothes made the situation even more exciting.
Denny didn’t undress me either. He pulled my dress up and folded it up over my back, then pulled my panties over my hips and down to my knees, where they stayed. I heard him draw in his breath at the sight of my naked ass, and the sound thrilled me. Then his mouth was on my asshole, his hands pulling my cheeks apart so he could get closer. His tongue pushed inside, wriggling. It felt unbelievably fantastic, and I moaned with pleasure. That tongue then ran slowly around the rim of my anus, driving me crazy.
“Oh God, yes!” I moaned. “Jesus, it’s been so long. Do it! Fuck my ass, please!”
By the time Denny took his mouth away, my asshole was drenched with his saliva. After a long, almost unbearable pause, I felt the tip of his penis pressing against my hole. It felt like he had lubricated it with something. I pushed back against it eagerly, but he held back, teasing me. Then he began to slide himself inside me.
I heard myself moaning again, but I was hardly aware of doing it. All I was aware of was the feeling of his hard penis probing my ass, pushing into my tight but eager passage, where no man’s cock had been for far too long. Again I pushed back, squirming with joy, urging him on until finally he was all the way inside me.
He started to fuck me, slowly, moving back and forth with short strokes that gradually became longer and harder, his hands still clutching at my hips. It must have been quite a sightme crouching there, still wearing my dress, being fucked by a fully clothed man in a jacket and tie. He never moved to touch my breasts or my legs, or even my pussy. He seemed uninterested in anything but my ass. But I didn’t care. It was enough. More than enough. It was sheer heaven.
I hadn’t actually seen his penis, but it felt quite large, and he obviously knew how to use it. Much as I loved anal sex, I wouldn’t have thought I could actually come that way, without at least some clitoral or other stimulation. But now I was coming, and coming big. I cried out with incredulous joy as I felt myself building to a peak, and then I was spasming all over, especially around the wonderful thrusting pole in my behind.
“You’re so sweet, Laura,” Denny whispered in my ear. “And your ass is so warm, so tight. So sensitive.” He had paused in his movement to let me recover from my orgasm. Now he started thrusting again. Almost immediately I felt a new climax building. I had never been fucked like this before. Never! I started to babble.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” I chanted. “Oh God, oh yes, it’s so good. So-o-o good!” I began to yell, just shouting out my joy. And I came again, screaming.
After my second orgasm died down I wondered if Max had heard me in the other room. What must he think? I also wondered just what he and Sherry were doing. But I didn’t really care, because Denny was fucking me again.
When I climaxed a third time, he finally came too, spurting again and again in my ass. Even then I didn’t want him to leave me, and I gave a moan of disappointment as his shrunken member slipped out.
“I want to do it again,” I said.
“We will,” Denny said. “We have all night.”
“I mean after tonight. Other times too.”
There was a pause. “I’m sorry, Laura,” he said finally. “Sherry and I have a pact. We never switch with the same couple more than once. It avoids emotional entanglements. I’m sorry.”
I was really disappointed. But I tried to hide it. “Well, we have the rest of the night,” I said. “Do you think we can take our clothes off when we do it again?”
Denny smiled. “That sounds like a fine idea.”
And we did. Altogether, Denny ass-fucked me four times that night, and we did a few other things along the way. The next day I found that Max had also had a great time with Sherry. We were both sorry we couldn’t rendezvous with them again, but we agreed that if we could find another attractive couple into swinging, we would gladly repeat the experience. But only, I insisted, if the man was into anal sex.L.U., New York, New York
HIS BEST BUD’S WIFE SEDUCED HIM, GETTING
REVENGE ON HER CHEATING HUSBAND IN THE END
To make a long story short, I fucked my best friend’s wife. Dan is my partner as well as my friend, but he fucks around on his wife. And she knows all about it. I know because Marie told me so.
She said that day that she wasn’t going to question me about it. She just didn’t want to be the only one being made a fool of. With that, she lifted her T-shirt over her head, revealing a pair of tits barely covered by her lacy bra. I tried to tell her, while staring right at her bra, that I didn’t think this was a good idea. In response, she took the bra off, baring her tits.
They were full and round, with large, hard nipples, and every time she moved, those big, solid tits shook. I just wanted to grab them. Okay, she was my partner’s wife, but the son of a bitch was always fucking other women. He deserved to have his wife fuck another man, to find out how it felt.
I did manage to tell Marie again that we should not do this. She just looked at me while she pulled her shorts down and kicked them away. Her bush showed through the thin white panties she had on. She bent over, pulling the panties down to her ankles and off her feet. Then she stood up and looked at me.
There I was, looking at the naked wife of my best friend. She asked if I thought she was sexy, and if I wanted her. I think she knew the answers. My cock was hard as I reached out to touch my partner’s wife’s tit.
I started kissing her and groping her gorgeous tits. When I pulled her against me, I reached around to feel her ass. Her right hand slid down to grab my prick. Her hand felt good as she started squeezing my dick.
I laid her on the bed and quickly shed my clothes. When I moved to the bed, she sat up on the edge, her face at eye level with my hard dick. She grabbed my hips and pulled me forward, and her mouth took my cock inside. Her lips were touching my pubic hair, and she sucked me slowly.
It felt strange, seeing her familiar face with my dick in her mouth. She did not suck it long, though. She turned and crouched up on the bed with her ass facing me. She turned her head so she was looking in my eyes, and said she wanted me to fuck her doggie-style.
I wasted no time moving in behind her and probing for her pussy. She grabbed my cock and guided it to the entrance of her cunt, and I pushed in. It felt great. Her pussy was nice and warm and wet. I grabbed her hips and started fucking her hard. I watched her tits swinging back and forth beneath her. I loved the sight of her ass cheeks undulating as I slammed in her with each thrust.
I couldn’t help wondering, though, how much Marie was enjoying my cock, because I had seen Dan’s at the gym and knew it was bigger than mine. I think that big cock was one reason he kept so many lovers. Still, it was a powerful feeling to know I was servicing his wife in his bed.
Then it got even better. Marie said breathlessly she wanted me to fuck her in the ass. I pulled out of her pussy and spread her ass cheeks with my hands. Then I told her to hold them open for me. Seeing her holding her buttocks apart for my cock made my whole body tingle.
In a minute I had my prick inside this fine woman’s asshole. I started fucking her slowly, but soon I was moving in and out with good, hard strokes, pushing my dick as deep inside her ass as I could, until she climaxed with a shout of joy, and I shot a large load of hot come in her ass.
I thought of Dan, my partner, my friend, coming home later on to fuck his wife with that big cock of his, and never knowing that another cock had been inside her that very day. Mine.
Marie and I have not fucked since that day, but she says that anytime she finds out that Dan is cheating on her again, she want
s my cock back in her ass.F.C, Hannibal, Missouri
SHE DIDN’T THINK SHE WOULD LIKE TAKING IT THAT WAY. SHE FOUND OUT SHE WAS WRONG
My girlfriend held out for a good six months before she let me screw her in the ass.
It’s not that Hazel’s a prude or anything. I got in her pants on our first date, and by the next morning she was sucking my dick like crazy. But she had this thing about ass-fucking. I think she tried it with some jerk once and had a bad experience or something, so she figured she could do just fine without it.
Which didn’t make me especially happy. I don’t like to put limitations on my sex life, and Hazel’s ass was pretty damn scrumptious. But in every other way she was a sexual tornado, and besides, I really liked the girl, so although I kept trying, I didn’t want to push too hard, so to speak.
Then one night last month we were fooling around at her place. We had been to a party and had consumed a little booze and a little pot, and both of us were feeling pretty loose. And randy. We started necking on the sofa, and I soon had her top and bra off, as well as most of my own clothes, and was sucking on her nipples, which always drives her nuts. She was moaning up a storm, and I was working her slacks off, when she came up with a little piece of information she had neglected to tell me before. She had started her period.
“Oh, shit,” I said. Because Hazel won’t let me anywhere near her pussy when it’s that time of the month. My cock was aching, and though I knew she could take care of that in other ways, I had been all primed for sticking it in her tight, warm cunt. Besides, I knew she was hot too, and I wanted her to get off as well.
“Shit, Hazel,” I said, “this is a fine time to tell me!”
“It’s okay, honey,” she panted. “I’ll suck you off.”
“And what about you?” I demanded.
“Don’t worry about it,” she said. “I’m okay.”
“You’re not okay. You’re as hot as I am.” Then a thought struck me. “Listen, baby. Let’s try something different, all right?”
“If you mean back there,” she said suspiciously, “just forget it. You know I don’t”
“Okay, okay.” It was useless to argue with her. But maybe there was another way. I went back to sucking her nipples, at the same time running my hands over her body. Soon she was squirming and twisting and panting hard. Her hand went to my dick and slid along its hardness.
“Oh God,” she breathed. “I wish”
“You want me to stick it in your pussy?” I said. “I don’t care about your period.”
“No,” Hazel said, her voice unsteady but definite.
“Then listen,” I said, still stroking her. “Let me just play with your ass, okay? Just touch it and kiss it. I won’t do anything else if you don’t want me to. I promise.”
“You promise?”
“Absolutely. Not unless you say it’s okay.” I was already pulling her slacks the rest of the way down. I got them off her, then pulled down her panties. I saw the little string dangling from her pussy. “Turn over,” I said. She turned over on her stomach on the couch. I bent over and kissed her gorgeous firm, round ass.
“That’s nice,” Hazel said.
“It’s gonna get nicer.” I started licking her all over her ass cheeks, sliding my tongue up and down and around, while my hands caressed her thighs. I stayed away from her crack until she started kind of purring, and then I licked my way slowly between her cheeks, gradually probing deeper. When there was no protest, I put my hands on her buttocks, which I spread apart gently, exposing her little crinkled anus to my tongue.
“Mmm,” Hazel said.
Thus encouraged, I swabbed my tongue back and forth across the tiny hole, then gently slid the tip of it up inside. Hazel kind of gasped, but didn’t say anything as I proceeded to rim her anus. Her breathing got noticeably ragged. Then, holding my breath, I took my mouth away and substituted my little finger for my tongue, placing just the tip of it at her puckered entrance.
“Ron” she said, a little apprehensively. But I heard the desire in her voice too.
“It’s just my finger, baby,” I reassured her. “Just my little finger, that’s all.” And when she said nothing further, I wriggled that finger just a little farther in her. She gasped, and stiffenedthen relaxed. And said, “Oooh!”
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” I whispered. And pushed farther. Hazel, to my delight, pushed back. Soon I didn’t have much finger left to put in, so I pulled it out and replaced it with my index finger, which slid right in, no problem. She moaned again, twisting on the couch.
I bent down and kissed the back of her neck, then whispered in her ear, “Baby, I’m going to put something else in there now, okay?” I slid my free hand under her and rubbed my fingers across one of her nipples.
“Easy,” she panted. “Go easy, Ron.”
“I will.” My heart leaped for joy. Finally I was going to screw that ass. I pulled my finger out slowly, then eased her up on her knees, getting in position behind her. My cock throbbed like crazy. Her anus was still wet with my saliva, and I used the precome dripping from my cock to lubricate her further. Then I made my move, and I had to force myself to go slowly. I let the head of my dick ease the tight entrance open until only the ridge was visible. Then I paused. “All right, baby?” I asked.
“Yes!” Hazel said breathlessly. “Yes, go on!”
“Go on.” Prettiest words ever spoken. I did go on. Slowly. I eased past her sphincter muscle, which gradually gave way for me. It was then I knew I was home. Still slowly, I pushed on. Hazel was now moaning steadily. I was about to ask if she wanted me to stop again, but then I figured that if she did, she would tell me.
Then I was in all the way. I felt her buttocks against my body. Felt them squirming.
“I’m in, baby,” I rasped. “I’m in your ass, and I’m gonna fuck you now.”
“Yes,” Hazel groaned. “yes, fuck me now!”
So I did. I reached around to hold her tits in my hands as I fucked, twiddling the nipples as I moved gently and then not so gently. She gasped with pleasure each time I sank in her. After a minute she started to move with me. I slid one hand from her tit and moved it slowly down toward her crotch. I was careful to avoid actually touching her pussy, but I managed to find her clit, stroking it as I moved faster and harder.
“Oh, yes!” Hazel cried, and then she was coming, her whole body jerking and spasming. Her twisting ass brought me off as well, and I shot my jism inside her, getting off a good six or seven squirts before she collapsed on the couch, releasing my dick from her asshole. The rest of my come dribbled onto her buttocks.
“Well,” I said when we caught our breath, “that wasn’t so bad, was it?”
“It was good,” she said. “Hell, it was great, Ron. But we don’t want to do it all the time, right? Let’s save it for special occasions.”
“Like when you get your period,” I said.
She grinned. “Maybe.”
Well, once a month is better than nothing. But I have a feeling that we’re going to be doing it more than that.R.B., Chicago, Illinois
AT LAST SHE WOULD LEARN THE SECRET OF HER DREAM HUNK’S SEXUAL MAGNETISM
I enjoy reading Penthouse Letters with my boyfriend. That’s why I’ve decided to share my first experience with anal lovemaking.
My boyfriend is this huge, very muscular, extremely good-looking man, whom I met through a mutual friend earlier this summer. Something besides his obvious good looks attracted me to him almost instantly. I think it had something to do with the fact that he filled the true meaning of “sexiness” in a modest but almost animalistic way. Without even knowing that he was doing it!
Buck showed up at my home one afternoon on his Harley, decked out in leather vest, chaps and leather gloves, his long, dark hair pulled back in a ponytail with a second hair tie about three inches from the first to keep his hair from flying around. All of that plus his neatly trimmed goatee accounted for his rugged but very sensual look.
I watc
hed from my patio doors as he pulled in the parking lot. He surprised me by pulling right up to the door and through the screen door! Then he asked me to go have breakfast with him.
It was a beautiful day. The sky was clear and unusually hot for the first week of September. I wasn’t dressed yet, but I asked him to give me a minute so I could slip into shorts and a topI said I’d be ready in no time. I was still tying my hair back as I hopped on the back of his bike and we took off for town. After a nice breakfast at a popular food chain, he pulled out of the parking lot, turned slightly to me and said, “Feel like going for a ride?” I accepted instantly. I inhaled his clean hair and his deodorant as I tried to adjust myself in the seat.
Buck didn’t say where he was heading or what he had planned, but it didn’t matter. I had nothing going on that day and was eager to spend time with him. He didn’t know how much I was attracted to him.
In fact, I was surprised that he hadn’t noticed or sensed something from me, as numerous times I had sat right in his home and thought about things like what kind of a lover he would be and whether he was a good kisser. Little did I know it at the time, but I was about to get those very questions answered.
We drove to a big lake and got off the bike, then sat and talked for a while. Buck asked if I wanted to go for a walk on the beach. As we turned to head down to the water, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder to carry me down the steep hillside.
When we got to the bottom, he walked right in the water to cool off and invited me in. I had taken maybe two steps into the water when he picked me up again and tossed me gently out into the deeper water. I really enjoyed the fact that when he picked me up, his hand unknowingly touched my crotch. The rush I felt from that was unreal. We enjoyed the water for a while without incident, then returned to the bike, climbed back on and headed home.
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