Letters to Penthouse IV

by Letters to Penthouse IV- They Stop at Nothing (epub)

  About half an hour after this, our game degenerated into a discussion of sex.

  After a while, I guess, we all got horny from the discussion, and we were all definitely drunk, so when Butch suggested that the eight of us could probably pair off into twosomes that would be acceptable to everyone, we agreed to give it a try. To avoid hurting anyone’s feelings, we agreed that the four guys would each write down the names of their first two choices, and after comparing them to be sure that each girl was chosen at least once, we would give the list to the girls, who would then go and make the final selections.

  I chose Julie, whom I had never slept with, despite eight months of going together, and I named Heidi as my second choice.

  After about ten minutes, the girls came back and said that they had made their selections. Before telling us who the pairs would be, however, they wanted to play strip poker. Naturally, we guys thought that was a great idea.

  Let me tell you, seeing those four beautiful women slowly undressing as the game progressed, and not knowing which one I would soon be making love to, was one of the most exciting experiences I have ever had. Before long, Laura, Cindy and Heidi were gloriously naked, as were Stephen and John. Julie, Butch and I were down to our undergarments. Butch lost the next hand, and as soon as he removed his jockey shorts, Heidi crawled across the circle and began kissing and caressing him.

  Although the original plan called for each couple to go to a separate room, that idea was quickly forgotten. Julie pulled off her panties, then nearly tore off my boxers, and suddenly I lost track of what everyone else was doing.

  She and I immediately went to a 69 position, and the sweet taste of Julie’s pussy nearly drove me crazy, as did the skillful work of her mouth. I shot my first wad in about a minute, but I kept sucking and nibbling on Julie’s love box until she was screaming in ecstasy. By now, I was hard again. Julie quickly climbed on top of me, and we fucked together for the first time. Before I could come again, though, she climbed off and Heidi climbed on. Then Julie sat on my face. Although this obscured my view of Heidi’s large and totally tanned tits, I didn’t complain.

  Soon the whole scene turned into a huge orgy, and I began losing track of just whom I was fucking, sucking, or being sucked by. I do remember that Cindy had the tightest little cunt I’d ever had the pleasure to enter, and that I was extremely surprised to find that Laura, who had seemed like such a shy girl, was multiorgasmic.

  The most pleasurable experience of the night for me was being expertly deep-throated by Heidi, whose shaved pussy was the sweetest I have tasted. And Cindy was definitely the most energetic lover I’ve ever had, bouncing up and down on me like a jackhammer, with someone else’s come smeared all over her jiggling breasts.

  There is, however, one sad aspect to this episode. I’m convinced that my friend, John, is losing his mind. I say this because he actually took a ten-minute break from the action to shoot two rolls of color slides of us, individually, in pairs, and as a group, from every angle, performing every imaginable act. Of course, I may change my mind about his insanity after I see the slides.—Name and address withheld

  GAIL, DONNA AND JOE TEACH HARRY TO GET DOWN

  My name is Harry. I never read your magazine until my present wife asked me to. Once I began reading the letters you publish, I got hooked on them. So I thought I would jot a few lines about what happened to me between marriages.

  After I received the final judgment on my former marriage, I was invited to join a well-known club so I could meet people and try to get rid of my blues. After a few nights at the club, I got to know Gail, one of the waitresses, and asked her for a date. We met the next evening and went to an X-rated movie, then to her apartment for the night. And this was where I learned more about sex than I ever had before.

  When we arrived at Gail’s apartment, we had a few drinks. She lit up a joint and asked if I wanted to smoke it with her. Since I’d never used the stuff, I refused. I just took another drink. Then she went in to shower, saying that she was hot from having seen the movie earlier. When she returned, she practically attacked me and said she wanted to “get it on.” We started French kissing and she began rubbing my cock through my pants. Then she wanted me to take a shower. I didn’t want to, but I did anyway.

  When I came out of the shower, Gail was lying on the rug. Her legs were spread apart and she was playing with her pussy and pulling her nipples. She just looked at me and said, “Eat me out!” I had to admit to her that I had never done that before, but she just laughed and said that she would coach me. Well, I was scared at first and my stomach turned over several times before I got up to her pussy and started licking and sucking on it. God, that first taste of cunt juice tasted good! She kept telling me what to do next, and after about a half hour of this, I shot my wad all over the rug. When she saw that, she told me to turn around so she could suck my cock hard again. Well, after she’d been giving me head for about fifteen minutes, the damn doorbell rang.

  Gail went to answer the door in her birthday suit. I was grabbing for my pants when two of her friends, a girl and a guy, walked in. To my surprise, Gail immediately told them about my never having eaten pussy before. They got a big charge out of hearing this. Then she introduced me to her friends. Their names were Joe and Donna. Gail lit another joint and they passed it among them. After a few drags, Donna suggested that I eat Gail’s pussy again. She said that she had done it many times and that she would get down and show me the most sensitive areas of Gail’s pussy.

  Well, for a while, Donna and I were both tonguing Gail’s pussy. Donna was a good teacher, too. But then, Joe began to eat her pussy and she rolled over and began to play with my cock and Joe’s at the same time. Then Joe turned around so Gail could suck his cock and Donna went down on me. I came first and it was a while longer before Joe shot his wad. The two girls French kissed with our sperm in their mouths and, while they were kissing, some of it started to run out of their mouths. Joe got up there and began to lick up the overflow. When I saw this, I felt a little sick. I just closed my eyes and kept eating Gail’s pussy.

  Later on, Joe wanted me to suck his cock. I refused and said that pussy-eating is as close as I’ll get to sucking cock. Then he wanted to suck mine and I told him, “No way.” I spent the whole weekend with them, sucking pussy and fucking. It was a weekend that I’ll never forget.

  Gail, Donna, Joe and myself spent several other wild weekends together after that, and sometimes there were more participants than just the four of us. But I never ate anyone’s pussy but Gail’s and Donna’s, because I knew that they would coach me if I went at it wrong.

  Gail also used to drive over to my apartment some nights and, once in a while, Donna would come with her. I often found them eating one another out when I walked in from work. Once when they were there, my ex-wife dropped in unexpectedly. They really got on her. When Gail asked her if she would like to have her cunt eaten, my ex-wife departed at a full run. She never did come back to my apartment without calling first.

  Well, I don’t know what’s happened to Gail, but if she reads this, it will ring a bell for her and she’ll know that what she taught me has really changed my outlook on sex.—Name and address withheld

  HORNY COED ENJOYS GANG SEX WITH FRAT PACK

  I am a student at a small college. I don’t claim to be a model, but I feel I am good-looking and have an admirable body. A month ago, I broke up with my boyfriend of five years, with whom I had a fairly active sex life. He was the first person I ever had any sexual relationship with.

  Last weekend, I was sitting in the dorm, feeling lonesome and horny. I noticed a sign on the bulletin board, announcing a fraternity party, and I decided to go.

  When I got to the frat house, it was so crowded that I figured I would only stay long enough to have a beer. When I wandered down to the basement there were about ten guys standing around playing a drinking game. One of them asked if I wanted to join in. When I declined, he quit the game to talk to me.

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sp; After about an hour of talking and beer drinking, I began to feel a bit loose. At their repeated invitation, I joined the guys in playing their drinking game, which they called “buzz.” It went on awhile and we were all quite drunk when I realized I was the only girl still at the party—along with nearly a dozen horny studs. I said I should get going, but they asked me not to, suggesting that we play just a little longer. I was hesitant, but since each of those guys was kind of cute, I figured that if I stayed, the worst I could do would be to wind up with a cute date for the rest of the night.

  The game went on for about another half hour, and soon after, I found myself on the third floor with the winner. We fooled around for about ten minutes, and then undressed each other. I was cock-hungry as a bitch in heat, and I immediately went for his with my lips. It took only about ten seconds for me to bring him off. To my pleasant surprise, I had an orgasm myself.

  As I was wiping the overflow of his come from my chin, I looked up and saw two other guys standing naked over me. At first I was scared, but then I got excited and went for one of their cocks. The other fellow proceeded to fuck my boiling cunt. It had been so long since my test screwing that I was in ecstasy, having a cock in my mouth and another in my cunt. I bucked like a bronco and soon reached my second orgasm, but I still continued sucking and fucking.

  Then I heard more voices. Seven other guys were waiting in line. I had never had group sex before, but I was so hot by now that I would have taken on the entire fraternity. The brother whose cock was in my cunt shot off when the other guy pulled out of my mouth and covered my face and hair with come. It didn’t take long for someone else to shove his cock in my mouth, but I also felt someone spreading my buns apart and rubbing some K-Y jelly around my asshole. I started to protest when he drilled my rear entrance so deep that I thought his dick would hit the one in my mouth. I reached an incredible climax that was better than ever before.

  I was in seventh heaven when a third guy positioned himself underneath me and plugged my already come-saturated cunt. I pumped back and forth furiously for my three guests. As soon as one would come, he would immediately be replaced by someone else, and I had orgasm after orgasm.

  At various times, I reached around me and grabbed one or two cocks to play with by hand. That night and morning, I took on all ten of them at least twice, and they deluged my face and tits with semen. Two of them took me back to my dorm the next morning and escorted me to my room. I thanked them and gave each a good-bye kiss.

  I haven’t been back to the frat house yet, but if any of those guys read this, I promise to return—and next time, I’m going to do the whole fraternity.—V.T., Buffalo, N.Y.

  GROUP GETS INTO THE SWIM AND DIVES INTO EACH OTHER AT SPLASHY POOL PARTY

  I read your magazine regularly, and I, too, have had an experience that I’d like to tell the world about.

  It happened when my wife and I attended a Christmas party at the home of the president of the company where I work. He had invited fifteen people from the company, and a few key suppliers, for a formal dinner. As my wife, Sharon, and I discovered, the president’s home is very big. Among its luxuries are an enclosed swimming pool, a whirlpool, sauna and steamroom, a game room and bar, plus a gymnasium with a basketball court and an exercise room.

  After dinner, our host announced that the house would be open for any activities we desired.

  Sharon and I went out to the pool. There were people swimming already, and two couples were in the whirlpool. Swimsuits were available in the dressing rooms. I put on a pair of bikini briefs and waited for Sharon, who soon emerged in a white, halter-style maillot that was cut low between her breasts and in back, it barely covered her ass. Sitting in the whirlpool, we made small talk with the others. The men seemed to pay a lot of attention to us, and I soon noticed why. Sharon’s suit was virtually transparent when wet—her tits and pussy were plainly visible. I couldn’t blame them for gawking—Sharon is twenty-six, five-foot-seven, one hundred and six pounds; her measurements are 34-22-34, with a C-cup bra.

  After we hurriedly left the pool, Sharon put a towel around her and sat on a chaise lounge. In a few minutes, her suit was dry and opaque again. I asked if there were other suits available. “None that fit me,” she said.

  I went to get some drinks, and when I returned, I saw a woman running topless around the edge of the pool. A few men and women were swimming nude. Sharon was standing in the water with some men. When she came out of the pool to get her drink, she didn’t bother to put on a towel—she just stood and drank, while everyone who was interested watched. I asked Sharon what I had missed while I was at the bar. She said that there were no more bathing suits, and some people were swimming in their underwear, and some were naked. Sharon also said that Ray, a man in the pool, had already given her a drink. She then swigged down the one that I had brought her. “I’m just starting to feel really good,” she said. “Would you mind getting me another drink before we go swimming?”

  Just as I returned, Sharon and Ray walked out of a cabana. She said that she’d had to go to the washroom, and that Ray had guarded the door for her. All this time, the pool kept filling up with people, until there were more naked and half-naked people than ones wearing swimsuits.

  Sharon and I entered the pool together, but before long, we became separated. When I finally located her, she was standing in the shallow water with Ray and two other men. I could see her tits and nipples through her suit from the other side of the pool, so I could easily imagine the marvelous view that those three guys had. Suddenly, Ray kissed her and started squeezing and playing with her breasts. As I was about to swim over to Sharon, a naked woman tapped my shoulder and said that I was “it,” because I was wearing a bathing suit. She said I had to remove my suit and then tag someone else who had one on. She pulled my suit down to my thighs, and watched me as I took it all the way off. I was swimming toward Sharon when another lady, with a suit on, passed me. I tore off her suit and told her the rules.

  As I started swimming again, a woman grabbed my prick and said that her name was Jane and she wanted to fuck. At the same time, Sharon was leaving the pool with the three men. Her suit was stretched out of shape, so that one tit was completely exposed to the night air.

  As Jane wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist, I started fucking her like wild. She was kissing my face, licking my ears and pulling my hair as I squeezed her tits and pumped my cock into her like crazy.

  While enjoying my aquatic fuck with Jane, I saw Sharon sitting on the chaise lounge. Ray and the other two men stood in front of her. She pulled down Ray’s swimsuit. She grasped his cock and started kissing it, at the same time rubbing his balls. Ray reached behind Sharon’s neck and undid her suit, releasing her other breast. Ray’s two male friends removed their suits and helped Sharon out of hers. She lay back on the chaise, and Ray mounted her, inserting his stiff cock into her pussy. The other men stuck their pricks into her face and started working on them as Ray pumped away.

  Ray must have come quickly. Hardly two minutes had passed when I saw him getting off Sharon. One of the other fellows quickly took his place. Sharon started licking Ray’s limp cock as well as the third man’s hard one. Just then, I felt myself releasing into Jane, who kept her legs around my waist for a few more minutes before swimming away without so much as a goodbye.

  When I got-to Sharon, she had gobs of semen smeared all over her hair, face, tits, stomach and pubic mound. She smiled when she saw me and promptly took my cock into her mouth. The three men were gone, but another guy was jacking off, ready to come on Sharon’s belly and breasts. She grabbed his cock, and he instantly shot all over her. I felt I was ready to pop, but I didn’t want only to be blown, so I pulled my pecker out of her mouth and slipped it into her sloppy pussy. I pumped a few times before depositing my load.

  As we walked to the pool to dive in and wash off, I could see globs of come trickling slowly down along Sharon’s legs. Once in the pool, we washed each other of
f and watched the other people.

  During the rest of the evening, we each had plenty of hot sex with other people. Sharon had seven men enter her pussy, including me and the company president. I fucked three other women besides Sharon and Jane. When we left, our host thanked us for coming and invited us to a “super” New Year’s Eve party, saying it would last at least a day. He said he wanted to give Sharon something by which to remember the evening, and he presented her with the white swimsuit she had worn. He told her that she had really looked good in it—and out of it, too. If the New Year’s party is as good as this one was, I might have another story to share with you.—Name and address withheld

  HOT-TO-TROT FRIENDS BECOME FAST-PACED FIVESOME

  I have been reading Penthouse Letters now for two years and have often doubted some of the stories—up till now, that is! I’m twenty-one, married, and I live a comfortable life. My wife, Rose, is twenty and has black hair, brown eyes, and a fine body with firm tits and a nice thick bush. During our two years of marriage, we have discussed the possibility of swinging with other people but have always changed our minds for one reason or another.

  Last week, however, a friend of mine, John, came over for dinner with his girlfriend, Liz. Rose has always been turned on by John, and I in turn dig Liz. During dinner, another friend, Denis, came by. After dessert and coffee, my wife complained that she did not feel well and went to lie down in our bedroom. The rest of us were in the living room, smoking a few joints and sipping some wine. John excused himself and went to the bathroom.

  After a while, when John did not come back, I went to see if everything was all right. Finding the bathroom vacant, I looked in the bedroom and saw John sprawled on the bed with my wife holding his stiff prick in her hand. When John noticed me, he jumped up. But my wife grabbed him again, smiled at me and said, “No more reasons why we shouldn’t.” She then took his cock and sucked it into her mouth.