Letters to Penthouse XI

by Letters to Penthouse XI- Where Your Wildest Fantasies Come True (epub)

  She didn't answer right away. Instead, she tugged at my pants so I would lift my hips. She slid my pants down to reveal my thicker-than-average cock. She stroked it and spread the pre-come over the shaft.

  “I've only sucked my boyfriend's dick. I want yours in my mouth and in my pussy.”

  Before I fully grasped that she had never fucked, her wet mouth engulfed my cock in a dance of tongue and lips. She worked into a steady mouth-and-hand rhythm as I picked up where I'd left off with Rhonda. My fingers had been at her clit for only seconds when she exploded, tensing and quivering. I wanted to hold her, to savor the feeling. She had other ideas. She went for my cock.

  “Maybe Pearl hasn't done it,” she said, “but I have, and I want it. Now!”

  She pulled her panties off and, with me sitting on the floor with my back to the sofa, lowered herself on my cock. This beautiful young woman, nude but for her pumps, rode my cock like a pro. She was surprised at its thickness but after a few strokes got accustomed to it. Even though she was dripping wet, she was tight. She leaned forward to kiss me. It was any man's dream, and more, because I suddenly remembered that she wasn't the only gorgeous young woman with me.

  I looked over at Pearl, who was stripping to reveal a body mature beyond her years. Feeling Rhonda riding my cock and seeing Pearl nude was almost too much for me. Pearl had one of the most perfect bodies I have ever seen—firm and muscular in the right places, yet soft and feminine. Her flat stomach accentuated the firm roundness of her breasts. Now she wanted her share of the fun.

  I asked Rhonda to get up so we could go to the bedroom. There I lay on my back with my head on a pillow and Rhonda started to ride the white pony again, now facing away from me.

  I told Pearl that I wanted to lick her blonde pussy.

  She hesitated slightly, saying, “I've never done that. My boyfriend thinks it's dirty. All we ever did was fool around, with me sucking him.”

  I assured her he was a fool to miss out on a chance to lick her pussy. My right hand rubbed it. A finger went deep between her folds and rolled her clit. She moaned. I said if she didn't like me licking her pussy, I would stop. She straddled my chest back-to-back with Rhonda. I cupped her ass and drew her pussy toward my mouth.

  I can't describe the level of my ecstasy. Her pussy lips were engorged with lust, but her pussy had no odor. I moved my tongue lightly along her thighs and ever so slightly brushed her blonde mound. When I flicked my tongue around her clit, her body went rigid.

  I massaged her ass and back and continued to lick as gently as I could, telling her between laps how wonderful she tasted. As she relaxed, she pushed against my hungry mouth and darting tongue. She was about to have a crashing orgasm. The thought of turning her on so turned me on even more and returned me to the incredible fucking I was getting from Rhonda.

  She stroked my balls as she rode me, her hand bumping against my cock. With the other hand she rubbed her clit like a woman possessed. That was it. I had to come. Then Pearl cried out and came. Before I could do anything to try to prolong the pleasure another second, a load from deep in my loins flooded Rhonda's hot pussy.

  Pearl collapsed beside me. I lay there while Rhonda slowed her attack on my cock. When I realized that Rhonda hadn't come, I pulled her to me and said to relax and let me take care of her. Knowing what was coming, she opened her legs and smiled. She drew my head to her come-filled pussy.

  “I've always wondered what it would be like to have a fellow trumpet player eat me,” she said. “Let's see what you can do with those trained lips and tongue.”

  Not being one to decline such an invitation, I gave her head, my tongue picking up where her fingers had left off. This was a tongue job she would never forget. I licked with broad, firm strokes, then switched to flicking movements. But I couldn't do that too much, or she'd go off. In just a few minutes she was begging me to let her come.

  Just then Pearl reminded us of her presence, saying that I should get ready to experience her special talent. She bent down and started sucking my cock. Now I've been lucky enough to have made love to many women but to this day I've never had my cock sucked so well.

  I ate Rhonda's pussy for a good twenty minutes, then focused on her clit. As my tongue darted, I inserted my thumb and rotated it against the silky walls. From her contractions and the way her stomach was moving, I knew she would go off any second. She tensed, and I slid my index finger up her lubricated ass to heighten the sensation. She cried with the pleasure of release.

  Meanwhile, Pearl's expert sucking had my cock at full length and thickness. I withdrew my tool, positioned her on the bed, kissed her and asked if she wanted me to fuck her. She didn't hesitate.

  “Please put it in me. I want to feel you come.”

  I rubbed the head of my cock along her slit and her breathing became more labored, so I kept it up. Had I not come earlier, I would have lost it. I pushed my cock in to the base, and she cried out in pleasure. She worked her hips with mine and kissed me wetly. I held her close and fucked her gently, so her first time would always hold good memories.

  While I was fucking Pearl, Rhonda was alternating her hands and tongue on my balls. The tension built. Superman I'm not. I held Pearl and told her I was going to come. She just moaned and held me close while I emptied my seed in her.

  It's been almost twelve years. Both of my beauties are now married and have children, and both are as beautiful as ever. We never repeated that night, but we are close friends to this day.—M.K., Portland, Oregon

  SHE MAY NOT BE AN OREO COOKIE, BUT SHE'S SURE GOT A CREAMY CENTER

  My husband and I had been married for nearly two years before we could take a honeymoon. We were on a cruise when a longtime fantasy of mine came true.

  We had discussed having a threesome but agreed it could only happen under the right circumstances. One night during lovemaking Richard asked if there was anyone on board I would be interested in having a threesome with. I surprised both of us when I answered, without stopping to think, “Rico.”

  We had met Rico early in the cruise at one of the bars. He spent a lot of time at the bar, since he and his wife frequently fought. The reason my answer was so surprising is that Rico is black and my husband and I are both white. The night that we discussed Rico, we had far and away the best sex we'd had during the cruise. Richard kept saying what Rico would do if he were in bed with us, and we fantasized all of the possibilities. I dripped and panted and came like a firecracker.

  The last night of the cruise, Richard arranged with Rico to knock on our door at nine. We'd already fucked once, and I was in the middle of sucking on Richard's beautiful cock. I pulled on a silk robe and pretended to be surprised when I saw Rico at the door. I was nervous. I'd never had a threesome or had sex with a black man, so this would be a doubleheader for me.

  Rico began by kissing my neck and fondling my tits while I pulled down his zipper to free his hard cock. I quickly stripped him and played with his cock and balls. Color and hair texture were the only differences between Richard's and Rico's cocks. Both were over seven inches long, about average in thickness, with perfectly circumcised heads.

  I alternated between their cocks, sucking, stroking and deep-throating. This went on for quite some time. I loved the abundance of hard cock. Next it was my turn for some attention. My nipples are extremely sensitive; I can reach orgasm from just having them played with. I put myself between my men, with each of them sucking on a nipple. Richard fingered me as I played with both of their cocks.

  Soon I was coming so hard, I barely had time to catch my breath between orgasms. Richard moved up so I could suck on his cock and play with his balls. Rico got out a rubber, which I helped him put on. I was so wet, his cock slid in like it was made for me.

  At first he fucked slowly; then he speeded up. When he was breathing hard, I knew he was going to come. I love watching and listening then. It's such a turn-on to know that a man is having an orgasm because of me.

  Richard was also ready to co
me. Within seconds he filled my mouth. He is very loud when he comes, and this time he was even louder than usual. I wondered if anyone in the rooms next to ours, or passing by in the hallway, could hear our passion, but I didn't have much time to ponder. Rico had moved down and was licking my clit while fingering my pussy. Richard kissed my neck and gently worked my nipples. My orgasms became more intense and closer together.

  Richard turned onto his back and pulled me on top of him. Rico moved so his cock was facing me. I stroked it and sucked on his balls. As Richard fingered my butthole, Rico asked if he could fuck my ass. He put on another rubber and entered slowly. Within minutes I relaxed and enjoyed having a cock in each hole.

  At first it was awkward to get us moving and grinding in the same rhythm, but once we adjusted, the feeling was sensational. The two cockheads slithered past each other as they sluiced in and out of me, only a thin, sensitive layer of skin separating them. It was exquisite.

  With the men nearing orgasm and me not ready to stop, I slowed down as much as I could, but that didn't hold them back long. They shot off in quick succession. If the neighbors hadn't heard Richard earlier, they must have heard the three of us come within seconds of one another. The men bellowed like bulls; I wasn't too ladylike myself.

  It was past two in the morning and we were all hungry, so we dressed and went to the pizza bar. We agreed that if the three of us ever cruised together again we would definitely have an encore. That hasn't happened, but if you're reading this, Rico, I want you to know that in our fantasies we've had at least a hundred repeats of that night.—S.T., Teaneck, New Jersey

  THIS SHY GUY FINALLY GETS THE HINT FROM HIS TWO HORNY CUTIES

  I got a call late one night from a friend. She invited me to her friend's apartment to drink and play cards. I got this weird vibration. She was not quite flirting. In fact, she seemed really serious—too serious, now that I think of it.

  Since I hadn't been laid in a while and didn't want to spend the night with blue balls, I masturbated quickly. When I got there, Katie introduced me to Pat, a pretty girl with an hourglass figure and a rich tan. They both wore shorts and shirts that showed off their braless chests. They were drinking rum and Coke, and had obviously started long before I arrived. They were up to something, but I was still not certain it included sex.

  It was impossible for me not to look at their cleavage. I tried to be decent, even though I thought they were flaunting their tight titties under my nose. I was thinking that my girl-buddy Katie was maybe trying to fix me up with this friend of hers, so I didn't want to appear to be interested in anything but her mind. Even though I had stopped to spank the skippy, I sat there at the kitchen table with a heavy throbber. Every so often I had to discreetly stretch and move in my seat, then subtly reach down to adjust my crotch.

  Maybe it was too subtle. The women got more and more impatient. Eventually they invited me to play strip poker, but after a few hands they glanced at each other and threw down their cards.

  Katie looked me in the eye. “The hell with it. We just want you to fuck us both.”

  I just about fell off my chair, as no woman had ever talked that way to me. I'm somewhat shy about sex, so initially, in a cold sweat, I said no, giving a whole line of excuses. Pat and Katie tried to get me to change my mind, but I had been friends with Katie for so long, I didn't want anything to hurt our relationship.

  Then I started thinking about the story my best friend Roy had told about his first threesome. My better judgment returned, and with it a fresh stirring in my shorts. Finally I let my carnal side win out and said yes.

  Pat wanted to set up the scene, so she started giving us directions. The women went in her bedroom and changed into sexually serious teddies. They called me in and had me deep-kiss each of them back and forth while we felt each other up. I couldn't believe it. Katie's eyes were dancing, and she was a surprisingly passionate kisser. When she and Pat stripped down, at the same time sinuously circling me, all the while nibbling, licking and sucking almost every inch of my flesh, was I ever glad I had jacked off before coming over!

  They stripped off my wet boxers, then lay down on the bed side by side and had me strip them slowly, one after the other. There was a lot of fumbling and giggling. All of us were awkwardly new to such play, but we had a great time.

  Katie is petite but has a shapely 36B bust and a brunette fur patch that's silky to the touch. While unsnapping her teddy, I lingered over her downy mound, stroking its softness. Pat is fuller-figured, with dark, wavy hair and a well-trimmed snatch. I stared at her pussy because it was the first time I had seen one that was trimmed, let alone almost shaved bare.

  Both girls were doing a lot of audibly deeper breathing as I removed their undergarments. Their chests were heaving, and you could see little tremors shoot up their tummies as I peeled away their last wisps of clothing.

  I didn't have much experience at that time giving face, but Roy had told me to just lick the alphabet and things would be fine. I got so into it that I would have been willing to lick the Gettysburg Address. Katie came right away, though, so I switched to Pat. Where Katie had about gone full-lock, clamping her legs around my head as she orgasmed, Pat tried not to squirm and heave about too much. Eventually she had me stop and lie down on my back while they pleasured me.

  Pat slowly swallowed my raging hard-on while Katie nibbled at my pecs and inner thighs, occasionally trying to swallow my balls. Then they switched. Katie gave me full-length shaft licks and occasionally little head bobs and tongue tickles while Pat and I French-kissed. I then had the women lie on their backs with me sitting between them fingering their vaginas.

  At the same time I sucked all four breasts in turn—each slightly different from the other three. Katie's breasts were firm and resilient, while Pat's were soft and more rounded, with longish nipples. Suddenly Pat let out a cry, sprang up and rolled me over. Grabbing my dick with both hands, she slowly squirmed her way down until I was firmly imbedded in her down to my balls.

  She got this dreamy look as she slid up and down while leaning back to grab her ankles. She looked so faraway that I wondered whether she was still with us. I got a great view of her trimmed snatch as her pussy lips grabbed and slid over every inch of my pulsing rod.

  Then Katie, who had just been lying there watching, said, “Hey, it's my turn now!” Pat stroked a couple more times, let out a big sigh, opened her eyes and lifted herself off my cock. Then Katie climbed on.

  Her wet snatch drenched my shaft as she rode me up and down. She leaned forward and asked me to roll her nipples between my fingers. She started shuddering, got a glazed look and slowed way down, finally stopping completely with a great big shiver.

  Pat wanted me to fuck her again, so I slid over between her legs and missionaried her. Neither girl had touched the other yet, so I got brave and asked Katie to stroke Pat's breasts while I stroked in and out of her heated pussy lips. Pat got embarrassed at first, but slowly relaxed into being pleasured by us both. After several minutes she let out a wail. She grabbed Katie's breasts and humped back hard, moaning over and over, “Oh my God. Oh my God.”

  After that, she lay there exhausted. I needed to come, so I rolled onto Katie and quickly entered her. We kissed and fucked, writhing till we were slippery with sweat. Her nipples felt like little marbles. I couldn't seem to ejaculate. Then Katie started bucking back and forth. I felt this searing heat tear through my loins, and I came hard.

  I fell back to the far side of the bed, catching my breath. I finally looked over at the women, who lay there with their eyes closed, stroking each other's breasts. The three of us eventually got in the shower, playing around with the soap. Then I got dressed and left. It was just getting light out. I couldn't believe we'd spent the whole night sexually pumped up.

  That sure cured my shyness about sex, and I'm happy to say that Katie and I became even better friends.—T.M., Palo Alto, California

  JUST MY SEXY WIFE AND ME—AND THE STRIPPER MAKES THREE

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nbsp; When my wife travels on business I'm always horny as hell. Only Penthouse Letters gets me through the evenings. Returning from a recent trip, my sexy Thea must have been as horny as I was, because she agreed to fulfill a dear fantasy of mine: to join me for a date at an exclusive topless club.

  The outfit she wore gave me a hard-on just looking at her: black fishnet thong teddy, matching thigh-high hose, black high heels. The teddy cradled her suckable tits, and the thong bottom barely covered the small patch of black pubic hair on her mostly shaved cunt. Over this she wore a blouse that ended just below her pussy.

  She massaged her clit all through the ride to the club. Several times I almost pulled onto a side street to fuck her then and there, but I knew the best was still to come.

  When we entered the club, Thea had a topcoat on. We found a table in a dim corner and enjoyed the entertainment over a couple of drinks. After scouting out the dancers, we selected a brunette with a particularly fine, hard body, tight butt and pert-nippled tits. We invited her to give us an individual performance. Evelyn must have liked dancing for us, because she really worked for her tip. She had her hands down her G-string so much, I thought she would come right there.

  Evelyn said she'd rejoin us when she got a break. While we waited for her to return, Thea and I made out like newlyweds. She had unzipped my fly and was stroking my cock when we heard Evelyn say, “Looks like you two are enjoying yourselves. Mind if I join you?”

  “By all means,” Thea said.

  Evelyn sat next to her. She said she'd enjoyed dancing for us and Thea's outfit was to die for. Thea unbuttoned her blouse so Evelyn could see the fishnet teddy.

  “That must feel real comfortable,” Evelyn said.

  “Yes,” Thea said. “Touch it and see for yourself.”

  Evelyn barely touched the netting, waiting to see Thea's response. In moments it was clear that both women were enjoying the contact. Before long, Evelyn was fondling Thea's pussy while Thea played a cadenza on Evelyn's G-string. I was afraid I would be left out of this girlfest, but Evelyn noticed me looking lonely and started caressing my stiff member.