Letters to Penthouse XXXXIV

by Penthouse International

  Vivian pulled me on top of her then, groping around with her own hands, trying to free my eight-inch cock. I helped her out, getting my Jockey shorts down to about mid-thigh, enough to set the snake free. Vivian reached down and pulled her panty crotch to one side, looking me in the eye.

  “Do it!” she hissed.

  So I did. I plunged my pulsing cockhead all the way into her with one thrust. The force of it pushed her body upward against the back of the couch, so that her head fell back. As I reached the bottom of her deep tunnel, her head still arched backward, revealed her long, tan throat. She let out a deep, guttural groan, sounding like an animal in heat, deep and needy. It made me even hornier.

  “Oh God, yes!” she groaned.

  As I pulled out, ready to plunge in again, Vivian’s head came forward and she looked at me with eyes wet and slightly closed, her puffy lips parted. Then she leaned back again and spread her thighs still farther apart, readying for my next advance. The sight of her giving herself fully to me that way drove me to even greater heights of passion. I drove in, grunting roughly as I filled her pussy with my dick.

  The next few minutes were a blur of heat, sweat, and passion. I was so hot, all I could hear was the blood pounding in my ears as I pumped in and out of her wanton, squirming body. Again and again I plunged at her, until the walls of her cunt squeezed around me and her fingers dug into my back as an orgasm racked her body. I felt myself at the brink and I plunged in as deep as I could, shouting out as I released my load. I held myself deep within her, our hips grinding together with a rolling, twisting motion as we both continued to moan in climax.

  When we finally drew apart, Vivian kissed me without a word and quickly disappeared into her room. Thank God Greta sleeps heavily, I thought; She wouldn’t know what we’d been up to. And I swore I wouldn’t be so foolish as to try that again.

  As I entered the bedroom I saw Greta sitting up in bed, smiling at me. She was wide awake.

  “Did you have a good time, darling?” she asked me. “It sure sounded that way. Vivian promised me you would. But tomorrow night I think we should all watch Letterman together, okay?”

  —N.D., St. Louis, Missouri

  A Lark in the Park

  I was riding my bike though the park the other day, and since it was a weekday there weren’t many people around and not much activity going on. I rode past the empty baseball diamonds and the tennis courts, and then I saw a female form walking toward me. The closer she got, the better she looked. She had large breasts, and as I got closer it became obvious that she was braless. She had on a white tank top that was very thin and tight, and I could see the shapes of her nipples and even make out a slight pinkness of perfectly round areolae, which I love.

  I tried to look into her eyes as she approached, but my eyes kept going to those fantastic tits. I said hello to her as I rode by, and she said hello back. Encouraged by this, I turned around and rode alongside her. I still couldn’t help glancing at her breasts, and she saw that, so taking the bull by the horns I boldly asked her, “Are those as nice as they look?”

  The girl smiled, and then laughed. She took a quick look around and then pulled up her top, saying, “Are they?”

  “Oh God, yes!” I said.

  She nodded. “I can tell you like them by the bulge in your pants,” she said. “How would you like to put that thing between them?”

  Trying not to faint, I of course told her I would love to. She told me to follow her, and we walked to the nearest baseball diamond and went into the dugout, where she pulled off her top and lay down on the bench. She told me to get on top of her and straddle her chest, and as I did so I brought my cock up to her face to see if I could get a little head first. She gave it a kiss and a little lick, and then said, “I’ll suck that thing later, stud, but right now I want to feel it between my boobs, okay?”

  “Okay,” I said, and I put my dick where she wanted it. Then I was sliding it back and forth between her tits. Sometimes she would lick my cockhead on the upstroke; other times she would kiss it. One thing was for sure—she enjoyed being tit-fucked, and her tits were fantastic.

  When I was close to coming she asked me to shoot all over her tits, and not on her neck. I told her I’d do whatever she wanted, and when I was about to shoot I stood up and pointed my cock at those gorgeous mounds, spurting first on the left one and then on the right, and then alternating between them till I was done.

  The girl smeared my come all over her tits with her hands. Then she said, “Okay, if you want some head later, suck my nipples.” I guess she thought I wouldn’t do it because they had my come all over them, but she was wrong.

  At that point we decided that we’d better get out of the dugout before we were discovered, but we knew that this was not over. I asked her if she wanted to come to my place, as I only lived a few blocks away. She nodded. “You know, today must be your lucky day,” she told me. “I have to be honest with you, I have a boyfriend, but we’re fighting, and he really pissed me off.” I silently thanked her boyfriend as we started walking to my place.

  As soon as we got there we headed for the bedroom. The first thing I did was pull down her shorts. She had no panties on, but she had a bitching butterfly tattoo on her beautiful ass. I went down to my knees and started kissing and licking her ass, but the smell of her pussy made me want to taste it. I laid her down on the bed, spread her legs, and I went in for some muff. Damn, did she taste good! I was fucking her with my tongue and teasing her clit with my thumb when she cried out and clamped my head with her thighs so tightly I thought it was going to snap off. Even after she let me go, it took her about five minutes to come down from her orgasm, so I spent that time feasting on her great tits.

  Finally she told me, “Okay, stud, it’s time for me to suck your cock now.” I lay down on my back and, much to my delight, she started by sucking my balls. I keep them shaved because I love having them sucked, and they seem to get sucked a lot more when they’re hairless. I asked her to swing around and put her pussy over my face, but she said no, she wanted to see the look on my face when I came in her mouth. And with that, she took my cock between her lips, while still caressing my balls with her hand. She had a very talented mouth, and after about ten minutes I was ready to blast. I thought about warning her, but decided to just let it happen. As the first spurt of come shot down her throat she let out a little sound and sucked harder, gulping down the next few spurts without missing a beat.

  She was really surprised when my cock stayed hard even after I had finished coming. I told her it only happened when I was with a really good-looking female, and that made her smile. She wanted to know if she could spend the night, and I told her she could stay as long as she wanted. She’s still here, and pretty soon now I’m going to have to find out her name.

  —D.L., Altoona, Pennsylvania

  Southern Hospitality

  In my position as manager of a photo lab on an army base, I dedicate a lot of time to my work. This dedication prevents me from having much of a personal life or taking time to unwind, but things changed last year when I discovered what southern hospitality is all about!

  The main office in the PX is across from my shop. That’s where Dana works as a personnel secretary. She has thick, shoulder-length black hair and skin as creamy as a freshly poured glass of milk. That glowing skin emphasizes all her beautiful assets, from her naturally full red lips to her dreamy baby-blue eyes. I’ve often told her that she looks like a cross between Wonder Woman and Xena.

  Part of Dana’s daily ritual is to stop by my store on her way to check the mail. We’ve become close friends over time, and we exchange lots of personal information with each other. For instance, I’m single, and she’s in the process of breaking up with her boyfriend. Our morning conversations have even led to evening get-togethers in the parking lot after closing time.

  After doing a double shift one evening and closing the store so I could count the money and do my paperwork, I heard someone tap on the g
ate. I looked up and saw Dana peering back at me with a devilish grin on her face. “Want some company?” she asked. She took the liberty of raising the partially closed gate and entered the store.

  “Sure, come on in. Make yourself comfortable,” I replied.

  Alternative music was blaring on the tape machine. “What are you listening to?” she asked.

  “It’s a new group called Rusted Root,” I said. I really wasn’t paying attention to it, it was just background noise while I worked.

  Her smile widened. “Is that the condition your root is in, Buster?” I didn’t know what to say. I never expected that sort of question from Dana. She dresses like a Sunday school teacher, always buttoned up from neck to knee. I certainly didn’t expect her to say something like that to me, a black man in the Deep South.

  A few moments of uncomfortable silence passed. Without looking up at her, I said, “Yeah, I guess it has been quite a while, now that you mention it.”

  Dana drifted closer to me. She placed her right hand on my upper thigh and huskily whispered into my ear, “Well, let’s see if I can change all that.” My limp dick turned into a throbbing erection instantly. I gasped at the surprise. Her perfectly manicured hand began working its way up my pant leg toward my aching tool. I looked up and our lips met like magnets. She’s definitely an expert at kissing. Her long pink tongue thrust deep into my mouth, licking and tasting all around. After a few brief moments, we broke the connection to catch our breath.

  I looked to the front of the store to check if anyone had seen us. The mall area had closed and we were all alone. Dana mentioned that she’d been thinking about me for quite some time. She had never been attracted to a black man before, but she couldn’t get me out of her mind. She said that earlier she had been at home lying on her bed, masturbating while thinking about me, and she had to check to see if I was still at the store.

  I was a bit nervous and didn’t want to be too forward, so I waited for her to make the next move. And did she ever! Dana slid her hand down the front of my slacks. Her fingers gripped my dick and she moaned as she stroked it. I slid my hand under her blouse so I could grab her ripe, round melons and give them a squeeze.

  Her hands wrestled my belt free and my loose-fitting slacks fell down around my ankles. She pulled my silk boxers down, letting my cock spring up like a jack-in-the-box. Dana stopped moving and dropped to her knees. “I just have to suck this big black thing,” she said. I breathed heavily with anticipation as my cock disappeared into her warm mouth.

  “Oh God, that feels so damn good!” I grunted. Dana didn’t stop sucking, she just looked up at me and kept slurping away.

  She moved away from my crotch for a moment, but her hands continued pumping my dick. Dana looked up and said, “Buster, you’re my friend, right?” I could barely make a sound. She mumbled, “This is so erotic, you and me doing this together. I want you to fuck me real good with your black dick!” I was doing all I could to keep from hosing her down with come right then.

  She stood up and I knew exactly what to do. I sat her on the back counter and lifted her skirt. Stepping between her legs, I went straight for her pussy. It was so hot down there, her pantyhose were drenched. I ripped a hole in the crotch and with one quick thrust I was knee-deep in the wettest twat I’d ever had. Dana bit her lip to keep from screaming. Her eyes rolled back as she tightened her grip on my arms and began to moan louder and louder. I drove my meat farther into her tight cunt.

  She kissed me so hard I thought she’d suck my tongue right out of my head. “I’m coming! Oh, fuck, Buster! I’m coming!” A gush of hot liquid shot out of her pussy, splashing everywhere. I kept pounding my dick into her slit. “You’re getting so fuckin’ big in me. Oh, fuck me!” she purred. I pulled her closer, fucking her black-haired cunt harder and deeper until I was ready to shoot my load into her frothy snatch.

  But I couldn’t stop then! I wanted more of that tight pussy. I continued fucking Dana’s love-box with my hard meat. She pulled her blouse open, giving me a fantastic view of her big tits. Just then I felt the surge! Dana grabbed the back of her thighs, spreading her legs wide open. “Give it to me! Shoot that come inside my pussy!” I pulled my cock out just a little to tease the lips of her cunt. My thick splooge squirted out across her puckering hole! Dana tilted her head back in complete ecstasy. I plunged my dick back into her snatch and unloaded the rest of my come into her. We held each other tightly for a few moments when it was over. She said she’d never come so hard in her life, and never with a black man.

  We both had such a hot time at the store that evening. When I call her up at work now, I often read her letters from the latest issue of Forum. Dana gets so excited and wet that she reaches underneath the desk and fingers her cock-hungry pussy.

  —B.E., Hattiesburg, Mississippi

  Fountain of Blonde

  I work in an office with a gorgeous woman named Bobbie. Even though she’s married, she always says that she never gets enough sex from her husband. I always offer to accommodate her, and she always declines, joking around and making up one excuse or another.

  I was getting ready to leave work one day last week, and I noticed that Bobbie and I were the only people left in the office. She was talking on the phone, her blonde mane secured on top of her head with a claw comb to help keep her neck cool. Her hair is a real turn-on and I always tease her about how I’d love to run my fingers through it. This day I finally made my move. I walked up behind her and pulled the comb out of her hair, sending it tumbling down around her shoulders. She looked so sexy with all that hair cascading over her shoulders and breasts that I immediately got a raging hard-on.

  Bobbie stared at me, looking really irritated. I thought maybe I’d gone a little too far this time and was about to get hit with a sexual harassment suit. As I turned to leave, I saw Bobbie staring at my crotch. She noticed my predicament and smiled. “Go ahead, Jack,” she said.

  “I beg your pardon,” I answered as I turned to face her. My hard-on met her at eye-level.

  “Go ahead, Jack. Run your hands through my hair. You know you want to. It’s okay with me, as long as no one comes in and catches us.”

  I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My fingers trembling with excitement, I slowly placed my fingers in her hair. I moved my hands down to her shoulders and back up across her cheeks. Her skin and hair felt so smooth against my hands.

  “Oh God, Jack,” she moaned. “You can’t believe how great that feels. Please, don’t stop!”

  I had no intention of stopping. I leaned forward, pointing my rigid cock at her shoulders. With my fingers still in her hair, I pulled her back against my crotch. As Bobbie turned her head toward me, her face came in contact with my bulge. She opened her mouth then closed it against the fabric of my pants. I could feel her hot breath on my stiff pole.

  My hands moved to her shoulders again. Bobbie let out a gasp as I slid my hands into the neckline of her dress and down to her large tits, cupping and massaging them through her bra.

  She looked up and whispered, “If we’re going to continue this, we’d better get out of the open and go behind closed doors.”

  We went into my office and locked the door behind us. My office has a large mirrored picture window that looks out over the company’s warehouse. With the light on, people from outside can see in, but if the light’s off, it’s impossible. Needless to say, we kept the light off.

  I quickly pushed everything off my desk and lifted Bobbie onto the desktop. My hands moved to her knees as I lowered my mouth to hers. Bobbie knew what she wanted and wasted no time getting to it. She tugged at my zipper and my pants fell to my ankles. She wrapped one arm around my neck as her right hand traveled down to my cock. She broke our kiss and tugged at my throbbing dick, moaning delightfully about how big and hard it was.

  I slipped her dress off her shoulders and unhooked her bra. Her breasts spilled out from the cups. I always knew she had big tits, but I had never noticed how big they really were. Her p
ink areolae were as large as silver dollars, and her dark red nipples got hard surprisingly fast.

  As I stood admiring Bobbie’s tits, she spread her legs and grabbed hold of my ass, pulling me closer to her. She bent over and, with her hair hanging down, pulled my cock toward her face. Her tongue began licking my shaft, and she sucked both of my balls into her mouth as well.

  I reached down and gripped the hem of her dress, pulling it up to her waist. What a rush I got when I saw that she was wearing stockings and not pantyhose! As I looked at the mound between her legs, I saw that the insides of her creamy white thighs were damp from her weeping pussy.

  I pushed her panties aside and saw that she was completely shaven except for a tiny patch of blonde hair over her pussy. I bent forward between her legs and began lapping her bald cunt. She let out a deep groan and said she couldn’t wait to suck my cock more. It was incredible. I laid her down and licked her from pussy to asshole and back again.

  Bobbie arched her back so I could pull her panties off and dive back to her love-nest. Like a kitten with a saucer of warm milk, I hungrily lapped at her hole. She rewarded me with more cream than I’ve ever gotten before. She spasmed over and over, releasing more jism for me, and I let it drip down between her ass cheeks. It was so fucking hot to see it bead into her ass crack.

  Bobbie pushed herself up and started blowing me again. Her blonde hair fell like a beautiful yellow waterfall as her head bobbed up and down on my dick. The sight was too much for me. I exploded all over the place. She squealed, popping the head back into her mouth to taste my spunk. She kept moaning and saying how tasty my come was.