Penthouse

by Penthouse International

  We thought he was really shy at heart, so we plotted to build up our birthday boy’s self-esteem. We sat him between us in a booth in the most elegant restaurant in town. Somehow, my girlfriend turned the conversation around to blowjobs while I nibbled provocatively on some berries and cream. We had promised to deliver him back to his apartment after dinner, and so we did. Not surprisingly, he invited us in.

  The moment the door closed, we guided him right down onto the soft carpet and took turns licking down his stomach to his throbbing cock. Then we both took turns kissing and caressing our prize. I stared intently into his eyes, running my fingers over his chest, as my girlfriend’s red mane bobbed up and down on his engorged cock. He came without a sound.

  He kissed us both shyly, then said he had to get dressed to work the night shift. We lay there, hot and wet but without complaint. The next time we had lunch at his restaurant, our waiter was as cold as ever! Why were we surprised? Oh well, the obsession goes on!

  —H. L., California

  Making My Mark

  This is for all the men out there who dream about threesomes, especially the ones who will never get to experience one. But mainly, this is for my husband, Eddie. One of his fantasies is now a wonderful memory, and I hope he gets as excited while reading about it as he did while experiencing it for the first time.

  A good friend of ours, Mark, and I set this up as a nice surprise for Eddie’s birthday. We started out with some beers and a porno movie, which we had never done before.

  A few minutes into the video, Mark came over and sat right next to me on the couch. He casually unbuttoned my blouse and played with my boobs very slowly and gently. After thirty seconds of this, I was ready for anything. I reached over and tickled his member through his jeans. It immediately jumped up. We continued this for a few minutes, then slowly undressed each other.

  Mark started sucking my right nipple and fingering “Hilda”—my pussy—which was by that time real wet. Eddie decided to join in on the fun and started sucking my left nipple. I reached over and played with his already enlarged toy. All this went on while I alternated kissing one, then the other. This was heaven on earth. Shortly thereafter, Mark moved between my legs. His tongue went in and out of my pussy while he tickled the insides of my thighs with his fingertips. All this time Eddie was still sucking and licking my nipples. What a wonderful feeling!

  I whispered in Eddie’s ear that I wanted to suck him off. He got into position so I could. I ran my tongue up and down his shaft and around the head. He was larger than ever before and filled my entire mouth. I slowly moved my mouth up and down and tickled his balls with my fingers. He was still playing with my tits and getting really excited watching Mark between my legs.

  I started teasing his crack with my fingers, and he shot a huge load into my mouth. Even after doing that, he was still rock-hard.

  At about that time, I exploded. He came up for air, my juices all over his face and his member still waiting for attention. Mark sat on the couch with his legs outstretched. I immediately got into position to return the favor. As I was sucking his cock and lightly pinching his nipples, Eddie knelt behind me and started pumping me from behind. Both guys enjoyed watching each other get their rocks off with me in the middle. And I loved every minute of the attention.

  We never did finish watching the porno movie, but we had such a good time that we have repeated the scene many times since then—with Mark and with other people. So wait for the next episode—I’ll write again soon!

  —C. P., Illinois

  People Fucking

  I am going to tell you a true story of what I did for my husband’s birthday last year. Let’s preface this by saying that we have the most wild, crazy, lustful, wonderful sex life that any couple could want.

  Last year on Marty’s birthday, I told him that he was not to come home from work until 7:30 P.M. I had arranged for two people to help celebrate his night with me, Lori and Mabel. Both ladies are erotic dancers who work in a club in L.A. Lori was to arrive first, and Mabel was supposed to come at about nine o’clock. Lori had performed for my husband on two previous occasions—for his best friend’s and his own bachelor parties. (I helped arrange his bachelor party, too, but that’s another story.) Lori is a voluptuous strawberry blonde, and she’s very much to the point when it comes to entertaining men. She goes for it all, and, as my husband put it, “She’s hot.”

  She showed up at the house all dolled up and ready for Marty and me. Lori likes both women and men, and she doesn’t try to hide it. It definitely made for an interesting time. She started by taking off her clothes for my husband and putting her tits in his face as I watched. Then she began to get down and horny. She rubbed her body all over Marty, and she made me sit down next to him so she could get to both of us. The part I remember best was when she sat down and made Marty get up and take his clothes off. She spread her legs and wanted him to eat her, which he did in no time. Marty eats pussy like an expert. He laps your pussy with his whole tongue—it is so soft and wet— and his busy hands finger you and rub your tits. Every woman should experience this once in her lifetime. I loved watching him eat her—it made my pussy so wet and hot. As he continued to eat her pussy, I crawled underneath him, between her legs, and began to suck and lick his dick and balls. I love licking and sucking on his dick, and feeling him get hard in my mouth.

  Finally, he made her come so good that she screamed—so loud I thought the neighbors would hear. Then we switched positions, and I started licking her pussy while Marty got behind me and fucked me doggie style. It was evident that he was incredibly excited, because he came so quickly inside my cunt (he normally lasts for an hour or so). We had fantasized about this for a long time, and actually to see it was far better than I had imagined. I also remember leaving the room after I ate her (we took turns doing what we wanted with her) and returning to see Lori lying on the floor with a bottle of honey and a spoon, and Marty laying on top of her, licking it off wherever she applied it on her body—her tits, her stomach, her pussy, et cetera. This was great, and I loved watching them. But I wanted to eat her again, so I stuck my head between their legs and started licking her pussy. She tasted so good I couldn’t get enough of her. After she came in my mouth, we were all still horny. But knew that she had to leave, and that Mabel was due to arrive any minute. We all agreed that we would have to get together again sometime. She told us to enjoy Mabel, and from the way she said it, it was clear that she had.

  Marty had never met Mabel before. I had attended two of her “Strip for Your Lover” classes, and had wanted her ever since I had first seen her. This woman is the most erotic person I have ever met. She is so incredibly sensual. She arrived at the house at exactly nine o’clock and wanted to go straight into the bed-room to change. She asked me to come with her. When I did, she asked me what I thought he would like to see her dressed in. I said anything black, perhaps what she had worn to teach the class to strip (a short, tight black skirt, a black-leather jacket, black fishnet stockings, and black six-inch heels). She wanted me to watch her change and help her get into the outfit. This made me very hot as I brushed up against her, stroking her body and fondling her breasts. I wanted to continue feeling her all over, but I thought we’d better stop for now and go see how Marty was doing. When she was ready, we both went to the living room to see how he was handling the waiting. We could both tell that he was more than ready to begin, so she told him to put on some music for her, sit down, and then let go and enjoy it. You cannot imagine how erotic this woman is. I knew that he was going to enjoy watching her.

  She started taking off her clothes so very slowly, and she kept incredible eye contact with my husband. She had him help take off her fishnet hose, and spread her legs for him. When she had stripped, she got up, went over to Marty, and slowly rubbed her body down his, breathing heavily on his neck and ears and driving him crazy. She lay on her back and teased him, raising her legs in the air—first closed, then spreading them wide open for hi
m to see her hot little pussy. Then she got up and got some baby oil and a sheet. She laid the sheet on the floor and poured oil all over her body. She had a long string of pearls, and she turned around so her ass was facing him and slowly pulled the pearls up through her pussy and ass. Marty loved it. She was very sexy in her movements, and she loved rubbing up against him.

  When she was completely oiled up, she came over to me and asked if I would mind if she lay on top of him, breathing on his neck and getting all of us very aroused. Marty had on his shorts, and I wish he had taken them off. I wanted to see him all oily with Mabel, and see his dick rub all over her body. She stood up over him and danced so that he could see her pussy right above his head. She made my pussy so wet. I loved watching them. When she was finished dancing, she asked me to come to the bedroom with her, and she told me that her pussy was so hot and wet. She said that Marty was so sexy and his hands were so soft and big. She made me feel between her legs to make sure she wasn’t lying about her pussy. She was dripping wet. I left my hand there for a few minutes and played with her wet cunt. She was loving it. I wanted so badly to get on my knees and lick her cunt, but she had another appointment, and I knew she had to leave soon.

  Instead, I just kept playing with her. After a few minutes, I bent my head and sucked on her nipples. That was enough for her, and she instantly came on my hand. I pulled my hand up and she watched me as I licked her come off each of my fingers. She had come so much, it was all over my hand and in between my fingers. She tasted so good. I wish Marty had seen it, because he would have come on the spot. When she left, she told me to call her so that perhaps we could go shopping for some sexy, sleazy clothing to wear, and she would give me a personal lesson on stripping.

  She winked at me, and we left the bedroom. When she left, Marty and I decided that Mabel was the hottest, most erotic woman we both had ever seen, and I guess we both knew that she would be a part of our lovemaking and fantasizing from then on. We both love to fantasize about her and think about what will happen the next time one of us invites her over for a dance. The next time we’ll make sure that she doesn’t have another appointment on the same night. Or maybe one night, we’ll both surprise her at the club where she dances. Either way, I’m sure I’ll have another story for Penthouse.

  —L. M., New York

  Private Stag

  I am a forty-one-year-old woman who became involved with a fifty-one-year-old man several months ago. He was already engaged to another woman, but I found him exciting and irresistible, and had to have him. We have carried on an affair for the past several months. Recently, he married his lucky fiancée.

  A few days before his wedding, I gave him a private bachelor party. I explained that many bachelor parties have a whore, so I was his whore. I told him he should tell me what I do that he wants more of, what I do that I should stop, and what I should do, but have not.

  He began by kissing me with those deep, forceful, tender kisses that drive me crazy. As I undressed him, I saw his cock had already risen to the occasion. We continued kissing and sucking and licking tits. My pussy was quickly wet, and he began to finger-fuck me ever so teasingly. I could feel the juices oozing out of my pussy, and I was ready to come already. But this was his party, and I was there to please him.

  I made him lie down in the center of the bed. I began kissing him and slowly moved down to his nipples—I enjoy sucking them and rubbing them with my fingers. I flicked my tongue down his chest to his stomach and darted it in and out of his navel, and down to his cock. But being in a teasing mood, and knowing I had not even begun to carry out my plan, I avoided his cock, and tongued my way down his legs and back up to his balls. After kissing and sucking his balls, I let my tongue slide up his cock, over the head, and back up his stomach and chest. His cock was hard and ready, so I was ready to begin.

  First I danced an ostrich feather across his chest, lingering at each nipple, which stood erect in response. I repeated the same pattern with the feather as I had with my tongue. It moved slowly and lightly down his chest, stomach, and legs, and then up between his legs onto his balls, and over his cock. The feather danced up and down his body several times. As it moved up his cock, I followed it with the tip of my tongue. His cock responded by moving up to greet my tongue, on its head. When I felt he could endure no more of the feather, I moved into phase two of my desire to please him—serious cocksucking.

  I am always searching for new ideas in cocksucking, so this pleasure trip had three stages. When I drink Greek ouzo, it warms my mouth and all the way down to my stomach. I took a mouthful of ouzo, held it, and went down on his cock—careful not to let the ouzo drip out of my mouth while I took in his full cock. The heated sensation drove him wild. He said his cock felt like it was on fire, creating that fine line between pleasure and pain. After swallowing all the ouzo, I rubbed hot massage oil all over his cock and began again. This time I had to breathe on the oiled cock while tasting it, to initiate the heated sensation. Once again, after tonguing his cock and balls, I took him in my mouth and began the up-and-down motion, working toward deep-throating him. By now he was ready to explode, but I held his cock, with pressure, to subdue him, and told him it was time to cool down. This time I filled my mouth with crushed ice and went down on him once more. He was ready to fuck, but I refused, even though I desperately wanted his big cock inside my pussy.

  I left him lying there throbbing and told him to think about what he wanted to do next. I returned in a couple of minutes and he wanted more ouzo. After I repeated the mouthful of ouzo on his throbbing cock, he begged me to cool it down again, which I did, obediently. By now almost one and a half hours of licking, sucking, teasing, and eating had passed, and it was time to fuck. As he mounted me, I raised my legs into the air so his cock could penetrate deeply into my pussy. We fucked furiously. But all good things must end, and we both had to return to work after this extended lunch hour. I never did find out what he did not like.

  —S. J., New Jersey

  Birthday Bash

  My husband, Harold, had had this fantasy of seeing me with another woman for a couple of years. Last June he finally was able to fulfill this fantasy, and it was even better than he could have imagined. Ever since he told me about this dream of his, I had been pondering the idea of having sexual relations with another woman. In May I started going to bars and nightclubs, searching for the perfect woman for a one-night stand. I didn’t tell my husband about my quest, so that it would be a surprise to him, perhaps a birthday present. A week or so before my husband’s birthday, I happened to meet Eva. I met the blonde beauty in what is commonly referred to as a lesbian bar. I asked the stunningly large-breasted twenty-one-year-old if she would mind coming over to our house on the night of June 5, about 5:45 P.M. The gorgeous blonde arrived perfectly on schedule, and immediately things started happening. When I opened the door, I saw that she had on a trench coat. She took it off, and I saw the sexiest lingerie ever made. I could see her huge tits right through the lingerie, and that made me horny enough. She walked right in, grabbing one of my breasts as she went by. She walked into the kitchen and cleared off the table with one swipe. She told me to lie down on the table, so I did.

  I was only a rookie, under the spell of this seasoned veteran. I couldn’t believe I was having sex with such an attractive girl! She slowly stripped me, starting from the top. She began kissing me deeply, then moved down my neck. She slid the straps off my shoulders, and as she pulled my dress down she licked every inch of the way. At this point, I began to feel bad about letting her do all the work, so I pushed her off of me and mounted her. Taking off her lingerie, I started with a mouthful of her mammoth-size breasts. Then I licked my way down to her waiting, hungry snatch. I darted my tongue in and out as fast as I could, licking up her tasty juices. After getting my lips (and hers) wet, I got up, turned around, and slipped into an absolutely vicious sixty-nine. It was right about then that I felt Harold’s rock-hard eight-incher sliding in and out of me at an incredi
bly fast rate. I knew that he had been watching for a while, because his member was already covered in his own precome when it entered me. Eva rolled out from under me and stood up. I rolled over and watched Harold play with her enlarged nipples. It was driving all of us wild. Then I got up and gave Harold one of the best blowjobs ever. As he was taking it, he lay down and Eva sat on his face. He must have done well, because Eva’s groans became screams as she came to her first climax. She proceeded to roll off Harold and take a breather. Harold stood and picked me up off the table. Then he positioned me properly and did me doggie style until we came wonderfully. Then the three of us lay down on the table and caressed one another’s bodies as we kissed French style. This is now a regular occurrence around our house, and sometimes we even go to Eva’s apartment. Harold thinks that this was the best birthday present ever, and I happen to agree.

  —J. S., Ontario

  Winter Wonderland

  I couldn’t quite decide what to do for my boyfriend’s upcoming birthday. It would be difficult to top the previous year’s champagne bubble bath. We were in a full-size, outdoor Jacuzzi, mirrored all around, with candles in the corners and an ample supply of bubbly. I scrubbed him from the top of his head—with a lengthy stop at his other head—to the tip of his toes. We kept dipping in and out of the tub, grabbing bursts of the cold North Dakota air. Most people don’t believe it, but we made passionate love seven times that evening. So you see why he was so anxious about this year’s surprise.

  He picked me up on a Friday night, and we went for a casual dinner at one of our favorite restaurants. After dinner I suggested we go for a little drive. I led him along my predetermined path to the state’s large national forest. Unbeknownst to him, I had loaded all our ice-fishing gear and clothing into the back of the pickup truck. He had no idea of our destination until we came upon a log cabin, which was to be our love nest for the weekend. After unloading, setting up some tunes, and exploring our surroundings, we had a wild and loud fuck session in front of the large picture window, which had a view of the frozen lake. One of our long-standing birthday traditions is that he puts his perfectly greased, stiff shaft in my cunt from behind and rides me until one of us passes out from pleasure. I’ll never forget the feeling of my big nipples rubbing on the white bearskin rug as he rammed my beckoning hole.