Penthouse

by Penthouse International

  There was something in his eyes and smile that touched my very soul. His eyes held me spellbound and seemed to look through to my most hidden thoughts. His body was hard and beautiful. His smile made me quiver with a hot longing that claimed every part of my body. When his lips touched mine, he was in complete command, I could deny him nothing. I would obey his every whim. I wanted to tell him how very much I wanted him, but his mouth still had possession of me. He touched me as no one ever had before. His lips and fingers allowed no words. My body tingled and throbbed with an indescribable ecstasy that I never wanted to end. When his cock stroked deep and hard inside me, I thought that was where I wanted him most. But suddenly I realized I wanted to feel his smooth, hard cock fill my mouth, and I wanted to taste him more and more. But I had never taken anyone in my mouth before . . . not even my former husband. The more we made love, the hotter I became for him. I was obsessed with his lips, his touch . . . and his cock—it was so incredible to me, I asked him if I could name it.

  When I think of him, my pulse races madly, and when I close my eyes, I can feel him. My nipples become hard, and my pussy is so wet I can easily slip my fingers inside me. His lips on my breasts set my whole body on fire, his muscled chest and hard legs pressed against me bring me within a hairbreadth of coming. His mouth and tongue tasted me, and passion took me over the edge of ecstasy more times than I can remember. When he parted my thighs, his fingers found my button of sensuality. I heard moaning coming from me that I never thought possible.

  I knew that it was time to take part of him into me. I slowly traced his stomach with my tongue and teasingly licked his cock very lightly. My tongue went between his thighs as I hungrily caressed his balls and, finally, took him into my mouth. The more I sucked him, the more I wanted to . . . I could feel his fingers in my hair, pulling me closer and closer until his hard cock filled my mouth. The excitement was consuming every fiber of my being, and I sucked him until he exploded in my mouth. The taste of him made me drunk with desire as I swallowed every drop of his sweet elixir. It was then that I knew I had found my own Greek god and that I had been deliciously over-whelmed and consumed.

  —T. P., New York

  A Star Is Porn

  My biggest fantasy is to play with myself in front of the camera and go all the way to orgasm. It would be such a turn-on getting the guys so horny. I start out on all fours on the bed, the camera pointed at my behind, and I squeeze my ass so it’s closed tight, and keep my thighs pressed firmly together. As the camera lingers on me, I slowly relax my rear end and gradually let my legs move apart. All the while, my face is turned toward the camera and I’m looking right into it—like I know a man is watching me. As the camera closes in, my legs open even more, so the viewer starts to see my pussy and between my cheeks. Then I slowly reach up between my legs and let my fingers gently caress both my openings.

  Next, I turn and lie on my side, keeping my legs apart. I start to let myself go and I feel my juices start to flow. With one hand, I rub and pinch my nipples so they stand up stiff, and I bring the other hand down to spread my pussy open. I know the guys can see up inside my hole and I can’t believe how sexy and feminine it makes me feel, knowing their cocks are getting thick and hard and how much they want to stick them deep inside me. I moisten the lips of my mouth, while my lips down below get wetter and wetter, and my fingers pull my ass cheeks apart to reveal my asshole. I’m tingling there, too, and gently touch it, my most private opening, even letting one finger go a little inside. All the time I’m looking right into the camera, knowing my face shows just how horny I’m getting. I continue stroking myself and I can’t help letting out some little moans.

  Now I move onto my back, put my hands on my knees, and slowly spread my legs open all the way. I keep gently touching my breasts and nipples, but most of my attention is on the sweet spot between my legs. With one hand touching my pussy, I smile a sexy, lustful smile into the camera, watching as it focuses on my fingers. I let my nails gently run over my crotch and notice how smooth my mound is, because I keep my pussy hair trimmed and partly shaved. Doing this has an incredible effect on my clitoris, and I feel it start to shoot right out. I bring my hand down over my cunt and squeeze my clit between my second and third fingers, letting it peek out so the camera can focus right on it. I’m so glad this is all being shot in color, because I know what a vivid pink my clitoris is, and I love knowing the men can see it. I squeeze its little tip and lift up my bottom off the bed so you can see even more of me! I know the camera shows how very wet I am, and I can feel my juices pouring out, soaking my crotch and my asshole, too. I wish I could feel a tongue down there, licking both my openings, sliding over the folds, going deep inside. I know I smell so good down there. I rub and stroke myself, then bring my hand up to my nose to breathe in the heavenly wetness. It smells so good and sexy, my eyes roll way back in my head. Then I put my fingers into my mouth and taste my sweet girl juice. It’s delicious, and I have to have more, so I move my hand back down to my crotch. Closing my eyes, I touch my little clitoris again. It is throbbing now, driving me crazy. I need to slow down, or I’ll explode. My fingers touch the cleft, gently pressing my soft, pillowy lips, working their way inside until my middle finger finds the moist center. I slowly let it work its way in, feeling how warm I am there, each touch seeming to make more moisture flow inside me. I put my finger all the way up into my tight, sweet pussy, twisting it, bringing myself closer to the brink.

  Now I let my index finger join its friend inside me and the two fingers rub and stroke, exploring every inch of my female place. I almost forget the camera is watching all this, and when I open my eyes, I look surprised—even a little shy and embarrassed. But I’m so unbelievably aroused that I spread my pussy lips open wide, so you can see even deeper inside of me. My breathing is fast and heavy now, and I begin to grind my hips, my fingers finding their way inside again. I begin to thrust them over and over up into my creaming snatch. I look down and see my fingers glistening with my sweet juices, then bring them back up to my mouth to lick them, savoring my heady girl flavor once again. I’m even wetter than before, and the taste and aroma of my sweet little cunt is intoxicating.

  I imagine what it would be like to have a man’s long, thick cock shoving itself into my tight hole, touching every part of me inside, stretching me, and I know it’s going to burst and fill me up with sweet come. Then I think about how good it would be to have that cock in my mouth, to wrap my lips around it and suck up and down the shaft. I imagine what it’s like to have it swell up and to taste it, teasing the head with my tongue, nipping it gently with my teeth. I hold the thickness in my hand and take it out to admire it. I look at the huge manhood and squeeze and caress it with my hand, feeling its weight. I begin to pump it, knowing that soon it’s going to happen. I hear my man groan, telling me he’s going to come, and I put the huge organ back in my mouth. I feel it start to jerk and feel that first spurt of sweet, male liquid. Then there’s another and another, and I feel the cream filling my mouth. I taste it on my tongue and hold it until there’s so much I have to swallow some. This turns me on so much I can hardly believe it. I want to see him now, so I take his cock out and pump it more and more. He has lots left, and it shoots out onto my face in big, beautiful wads. I love watching it and bring my hand up to catch some of his sweet come in my palm. I dip my tongue into the warm liquid, letting the come already in my mouth pour out and mix with it. There’s so much I can’t believe it, and I press my hand to my mouth and suck up the creamy white jism, tasting its sweet-salty flavor. I bring my hand to my face and rub it all over, smelling it, feeling the big drops of come coating my skin. I finally swallow a huge mouthful of his load, then bring my fingers back and lick up every last drop like a cat, all the while gazing deep into his eyes.

  Fantasizing this way makes my groaning get stronger and louder as I continue to finger myself. I bite my lip in sweet ecstasy, and my nostrils begin to flare with overwhelming excitement. I look deep into the came
ra, imagining my man poised between my legs, ready to eat my pussy. He goes down on me, taking my clitoris between his lips, rolling it around, just nipping at it, sucking it gently. I take it myself between my fingers and bring my other hand down to join in the pleasure. While I gently massage the clit, my other hand rubs my pussy and opens my bottom to touch my asshole. I know I’m going to explode soon now, and I put my thumb deep inside my cunt while my middle finger works its way into my tight little asshole. This is too much, and I feel myself start to come in an incredible wave. My entire body is shaking, and I feel myself scream out, flicking my clit again and again. I’m so wet now that my fingers slip easily in and out of both silky-smooth openings. I bite my shoulder in ecstasy as my orgasm begins to overwhelm me, and I think about how the camera is capturing every detail. I feel the lens focused on my hands as they rub and caress my sex, watching as the creamy female juice pours out of me, soaking my hands. I cry out, “Mm . . . Oh, God, it’s so good; oh, my pussy!” Knowing that the words will excite my viewers even more, I pinch my little clit one more time, and it makes me erupt. I come again, then again, and finally a long, incredible climax explodes through my body, and I scream out with pleasure. I want it to last forever, and it seems to.

  When it finally begins to subside, I keep gently fondling my private parts, knowing the camera is still watching, showing how wet and swollen my little pussy still is, how warm and wet my asshole is, and how my fingers are soaking wet from all my orgasms. It is so incredible, knowing what a girl’s body can do, knowing how she can get herself so excited, and how hot she can get a man by letting him watch her play with herself.

  —L. R., New Jersey

  Long Time No See

  “How would you like to meet me at the bar for a drink?” I say softly over the phone. “I’m wearing a long black coat, black boots, black-leather gloves, and a black cowboy hat. Later you’ll find out what’s underneath.”

  At the bar our seats are pulled close together so our knees touch. I see the bulge in your jeans grow larger—the anticipation shows in your eyes. We barely touch our drinks before I suggest we go to my house.

  I have a blanket laid out on the living-room floor, soft rock on the stereo, and candles flickering around the room. “How about another drink?” I ask. Standing behind me, rubbing my shoulders, you lean down, and whisper, “Yes,” in my ear. Over our glasses we look into each other’s eyes, and I realize how long it has been since I saw you last. I put your glass aside, and demand, “Kiss me.”

  Kissing me, you throw my hat and coat to the floor, revealing what I’m wearing underneath—a black bra, a thong, and stockings. With fire in your eyes, you tell me how much you like it.

  “You want me, don’t you?” I inquire. You moan a yes as I take your clothes off. I ask you to lie facedown on the blanket. “Relax and feel everything I do,” I whisper. I rub your tanned body and lick your ear with my hot tongue. You squirm and moan, rubbing your hardness against the floor. With strong hands I rub your muscles with a gentle motion. “Kneel for me,” I command.

  I rub my nipples against your ass as I lean over you from behind. Reaching in front of you to grasp your cock, I kiss and bite your back. With my tongue I trace a line down your spine. “Doesn’t my tongue feel good on your back?” I ask. I follow the curves farther to lick your warm, soft sac as I gently stroke your shaft. You moan and gasp as I run my nails over your ass and thighs.

  “Close your eyes,” I tell you firmly. I kiss your lips and run my tongue down your arm and chest and along your side. “Are you ticklish?” I ask. You breathe a “Yes” as I bite and nibble your stomach and nuzzle the soft fur that surrounds your cock. I lick the wetness off the head of your cock and gently tease your testicles with my nails. “Does that feel good?”

  You can’t take it anymore and call to me to suck it. “How deep do you want me to suck it?” Pumping your hips, you force your cock deep into my throat and tell me, “This deep.”

  I suck it to the base and back to the head, twisting and turning my hand around the shaft with every in-and-out motion. You moan loudly and passionately call my name. “Oh, Sandra, yes, that feels good.”

  “Do you want me?” I ask, already knowing the answer. I glide a hand moistened with lubricant over your waiting shaft. Straddled over you, I slide your hardness into my cunt. “I want you to watch me come,” I tell you.

  You raise your hips to meet me as I reach down to rub my pussy. It’s more than either of us can take, and we explode together. My twitching muscles milk every last drop of come into my cunt. Hot and breathless, I whisper, “I’m not done yet.” I lead you to the shower, saying, “I want to feel your wet body against mine.”

  I suck your soapy cock back to life while you rub my body gently with your warm hands. “I want to feel you inside my pussy again.” I face the wall and bend over. With your hands on my hips, you fuck me from behind. I can hear myself moan loudly over the din of the shower. “Fuck me.” Pushing against the wall, forcing my body into yours, we pump and moan together. I tighten my pussy and pump harder. “Do you want to come?” I ask. You moan and grab your cock. I turn to catch the sweet come in my mouth. “Mmm, you taste good.”

  We finish showering, washing each other’s tired bodies. Snuggling in the blanket on the living-room floor, we listen to the music, taking in the night and finishing the drinks we’d started hours ago.

  —S. C., California

  SURPRISE PARTY

  Make a Wish

  As the date of my twenty-second birthday approached, I was looking forward to it, but I wasn’t expecting anything out of the ordinary. Little did I know that was exactly what was in store for me. The night before my birthday, my boyfriend called me. “Come on over,” he said. “Your birthday begins at 12 A.M. sharp, and we don’t want to waste any time.” He refused to tell me what was going on. He would only say that it would be a birthday I would never forget.

  When I arrived at his house, I immediately noticed that mischievous smile on his face. “Happy birthday,” he whispered in my ear. “What are you going to wish for?” I thought I would try to shock him with my answer, so I replied, “Oh, I don’t know. How about one orgasm for each of my birthdays.” Without the slightest hesitation, my boyfriend replied, “Well, I think that can be arranged.” Then he handed me a package and said, “I think this will help make your wish come true.” I proceeded to open the box, and soon discovered that I was the proud owner of a beautiful, new, state-of-the-art vibrator! It was made of soft, flexible rubber, and the base of the phallus was filled with rotating multi-colored beads that—according to the owner’s manual—were designed to stimulate the G-spot like nothing else could. The most curious feature of my new toy, however, was the rabbit’s head that, when the shaft was inserted, tickled the clitoris. As my initial shock wore off (I was a vibrator virgin), I became highly aroused by this complex piece of equipment. I looked up at my boyfriend, and said, “What a lovely gift. Shall we give Mr. Rabbit a try?”

  After we entered the bedroom, my boyfriend started to kiss me all over my face, neck, and ears. He started to nibble and suck on my earlobes, which he knows drives me absolutely wild. By the time he laid me down on the bed, I was pushing his face down toward my breasts, dying for him to lick and kiss my nipples. He slowly began to unbutton my blouse, but I was too impatient and ripped it off for him. “Suck my tits, please,” I whispered in his ear. As his tongue swirled around my nipple and flicked from one breast to the other, his hand traveled down to caress my inner thighs. By this time I was going wild and soon had the rest of my clothes off. When I reached out to take his clothes off, too, he stopped me. “Not yet,” he said with a smile. His tongue continued its workout, moving down my body to finally reach my soaking-wet pussy. I moaned with relief as he began to send me into delirium with short, even strokes. “Make me come!” I screamed out, unable to contain myself any longer.

  He paused long enough to flash me a wicked grin, then began to give me a true tongue-lashing. A
s he expertly sucked and licked my clit, I started to buck my hips up to drive his tongue deeper into my pulsating cunt. Suddenly I let out a howl as waves of orgasm flashed through my body. Before the last contraction had even ended, my boyfriend had Mr. Rabbit fired up and ready to go. He inserted the huge rubber cock into my hungry box, and the strong electric vibrations immediately made me cry with pleasure. He pushed the device in farther, and I could feel the rotating beads pressing against my G-spot. I had never before experienced such a sensation, and I felt as if I were coming in buckets. The combination of the gyrating beads and the rabbit ears swirling over my clit was sending me into orgasm after orgasm, each one stronger than the last.

  Finally, after what seemed like hours of endless orgasms, my boyfriend said to me, “It seems as though your birthday wish is about to come true after all.” I could only answer, “Not yet,” as I reached out to pull his completely hard cock out of his pants. I ran my tongue down the length of his shaft and flicked my tongue over his balls. He let out a soft moan, and I sucked him with gusto. I brought him to the brink, and felt his body tense with impending orgasm. Then he pulled away from me and said, “I’m going to make sure your twenty-second birthday is the one you will never forget.” He flipped me over onto all fours and entered me from behind. As I felt his steel rod slide into me, I gasped and started to grind against him. We were soon fucking like two wild animals, and just as I started to feel the most intense orgasm of the evening, his rock-hard cock exploded inside me, rocking my body with an earth-shattering finale.

  We continued our escapade for many hours, and my birthday wish more than came true that night. In fact, I had over sixty orgasms that night, making me a golden girl! Needless to say, this birthday gift will keep on giving.

  —S. A., California

  Big Tippers

  I’m a thirty-five-year-old divorcee. One afternoon a coworker and I had lunch at a very chic restaurant and were served by the most gorgeous waiter either of us had ever seen. We tried to get to know him better, but he was as cold as ice. It took a year of lunches for us to begin to break through, but he finally agreed to let us buy him dinner for his twenty-third birthday.