Letters to Penthouse XXXXIV

by Penthouse International

  By four o’clock the party was in full swing, and I was quite tipsy. I was chatting with an executive named Adam, when he suddenly looked at his watch and said, “Look, honey, I’ve got to leave early and I need some supplies. Would you help me get some things out of the stockroom?”

  The stockroom was on the same floor as the office, but in a different area. It was usually kept locked, but I had the key. I attempted to unlock the door while Adam waited, but in my drunken state I had trouble getting the key in the lock. Adam’s hand brushed my nipples as he tried to help me, and I felt my face flush.

  Finally I got the door open and we entered, but before I could find the light switch the door closed behind us, and we were stumbling around in the darkness. I was giggling as I groped for the switch, and then I felt Adam’s hands on my breasts, squeezing and fondling them. It felt good. Next he began unbuttoning my blouse and caressing my boobs through my bra. Then the bra was gone. I felt deliciously wicked.

  I felt a hand on my thigh, high up under my skirt near my stocking tops, and I moaned as I let my legs sag apart. The hand went higher until it reached my panties, rubbed them briefly, then slid into them. It felt great—but suddenly I realized that Adam was holding my boobs with both hands. So the hand up my skirt must belong to someone else!

  Well, what the hell, I thought. Double your pleasure. Still moaning, I was eased to the floor. My panties were slowly pulled off and I felt hands caressing my thighs, then my soaked pussy. Then the unknown man’s fingers slid inside me.

  Adam was now sucking my 36C breasts, and it felt so good I thought I was going to come from that alone. I reached out in the darkness and felt the front of his pants. His zipper was down and his cock was out. It seemed pretty large, too. At the same time I felt something thick and hot moving between my parted legs. I reached down with my other hand and grasped a second cock.

  Then I gasped as I became aware of yet another cock, this one lying across my cheek and touching my nose. There was a third man in there! I had never been so turned on in my life. I opened my mouth and let that third cock slide inside, then started to suck it.

  At the same time the cock between my legs entered my pussy and started to fuck me as its owner grasped my waist. His long strokes pounded my ass into the floor, and I began thrusting up to meet him. The man fucking my mouth moved harder as well, and I could hear them both moaning.

  I was still holding Adam’s cock, which was now rubbing against my tits. I felt my ass being squeezed and a finger slipping into my anus, triggering my climax. Then the guys began to come, too. Adam spurted all over my chest and face. The cock in my mouth began to throb, and I heard its owner groan as his warm salty come shot down my throat.

  The cock fucking me expanded and I felt my womb being filled with potent sperm, which felt warm inside me as it filled me up. In my drunken state of arousal, I’d never even thought of protection.

  As I lay there the guys quickly zipped themselves up, then left, one by one. I never found out who they were, except for Adam, but it didn’t really matter. As long as my husband didn’t find out, I had no regrets. I went back to the party with my pussy full of come, and for the next hour or so I could feel it trickling out of me, soaking my panties and making my thighs sticky.

  When I got home that night my husband was still at work, so I cleaned up before he came home. I never told him what happened, but now I am eight months pregnant. I’m not sure who the father is, but my husband thinks it’s him, and who knows, maybe it is.

  —Name and address withheld

  Not Sorry, Wrong Number

  The other night my cell phone started to ring at 2:30 in the morning. I ignored it and went back to sleep, but in the morning I found a rather interesting message on my voice mail. It was from a young lady named Midge, and it said that she couldn’t wait for her sweetie to come back and go down on her again. Okay, try that with your first cup of coffee in the morning!

  Not recognizing the voice, I checked the caller ID, but I didn’t recognize the number either. I saved the message and thought about it for a couple of days. Finally I called her and got her voice mail. I started to leave a message saying she had gotten the wrong number, but that it was a wonderful message and I wished it really had been for me. At that point she picked up the phone and started talking to me!

  It turned out that she had been single for some time before going out on a blind date with a guy her sister had set her up with. He was a trucker who had gone back on the road for a couple of weeks, and he was the one she had been trying to call. She apologized for the wrong number and the colorful message, but I told her I didn’t mind at all. We talked a little more and started to really hit it off. I told her I had also been single for several months, and had been enjoying my solitude after a rocky and sometimes painful relationship of several years. But now it was time for some fun.

  She told me her name was Midge, and I ended up asking her for a date. We made plans to get together that weekend for some music and drinks. On Friday evening I picked her up around eight. She was dressed in a business suit, and explained that she hadn’t had time to change, as she’d had a business meeting that had run several hours late.

  She was tall and good-looking, with black hair, green eyes, and a figure that was to die for. You think I was bothered by her outfit? Hot and bothered maybe.

  After a couple of hours of drinks and dancing at a local club, we ended up back at her apartment. After a couple more drinks she pulled out a joint, and that got the ball rolling big time. We started to kiss and grope, and soon the clothing started to come off. She had nice perky tits, not too big, but upstanding, with large nipples that were very tender and responded quickly to stimulation.

  After a few minutes she stood up and suggested that we might be more comfortable upstairs. I followed her up, watching her nice round ass wiggle, and couldn’t help grabbing a little. That’s when she spun around and sat on the stairs, spreading her legs to give me a look at the shaved pink sweetness under her skirt. It drove me crazy that she hadn’t been wearing panties under her business suit. I got on my knees and blew softly on her wet box, and she moaned. Then, to my surprise, she got up and ran up the steps. She turned at the top and grinned down at me, telling me I would have to wait for that privilege. I knew then that that night was going to be something special.

  Once in her bedroom she told me to have a seat on the bed while she went to change. She went into the bathroom and returned wearing a red teddy that revealed a lot more than it covered up. Music was drifting up the stairs, and she started to dance. Slowly she came across the room and fell to her knees, rubbing my legs and chest, and then moved up to give me a kiss that nearly took my breath away. All the time she never stopped moving to the music, wriggling around in a dance that was as seductive as anything I’d ever seen.

  Slowly she started to take off my clothes, kissing every part of me that she exposed. My dick was standing at attention, and when she saw the bulge in my pants she asked if I minded if she let it out so she could suck on it. What a question!

  Still writhing to the music, Midge slowly took off my pants and blew on my raging hard-on. Then she was licking my dick while looking up into my eyes. The next thing I knew she had pushed me down on the bed and was standing over me with a foot on either side of my body. Still moving to the music, she pulled up her teddy to expose that beautiful shaved pussy, all wet and glistening. I reached for her ass, but she moved it away, saying, “Not yet.” This lady knew what she wanted, and she was going to have it her way.

  She continued to pull the teddy up while standing over my face, until it was off. Then she spun around, crouched down and planted her pussy on my face, then bent over and started to suck on my cock like there was no tomorrow. She also sucked on my balls and licked my ass, and I nearly lost control right then and there. She stopped just in time, sitting up and letting out a soft moan as she slid her crotch around on my face, giving me access to her asshole as well as her pussy and her clit.
Soon she started to shake and moan and scream louder, and it wasn’t long before she let loose with her first orgasm of the night.

  A minute later she was again sucking on my dick, while playing with my balls and fingering my ass. She sucked and licked and probed until I couldn’t stand it anymore. I told her I was about to explode, but she never lost a stroke, and soon I was blowing my load down her throat. Never stopping, she sucked me to another hard-on in a few moments, then slowly kissed and licked her way up my body to give me another heart-stopping kiss, while slowly lowering herself onto my dick.

  Again she started to shake and moan, rocking back and forth as she fucked me. She got off again before I did, and when I let go with another load, she screamed in climax for a third time.

  After that Midge rolled over on her side, kissed me softly, pulled up the blankets, and turned off the lights. I lay there wondering if I’d ever be on the receiving end of such a lucky wrong number again. Somehow I didn’t think so.

  —K.S., Columbus, Ohio

  Getting His Rocks Off

  My junior year in college I took a geology course. The professor was new to the school and had never taught college before. She was quite young and seemed a bit uncomfortable teaching students who were almost the same age. She told us she preferred to be addressed by her first name, Karen.

  The course required a lot of field work in the mountains of Nevada. Karen always wore sensible, loose-fitting clothes but everyone could tell she had a killer body. When she got sweaty from the heavy work, her flushed face melted the hearts and hardened the shafts of all the male students in the class.

  One day Karen showed up wearing a white cotton blouse that hung loosely over her ripe melons. A pair of short denim shorts clung to her firm ass. We had to work in pairs, and since there was an odd number of students in the class, I got lucky and ended up working with Karen.

  We were working together in a high, secluded place in the mountains. I tried concentrating on sedimentary layers. I squatted down to get a better look at the rocks, with Karen standing behind me. I felt her firm tits brush against my back.

  It was a hot day so I decided to take off my shirt. Karen didn’t seem to mind at all.

  “Quite a body you’ve got there,” she said. I blushed but she went on. “It’s hard being so young and inexperienced,” she complained. “It’s torture being tempted by so many hard, able-bodied students and not being able to do anything about it.”

  As she spoke, I saw her slide a hand down her shorts and start playing with herself. I was shocked into immobility. Karen stroked my bronzed chest and looked down at the bulge in my pants.

  “Let’s go on a little learning expedition,” she drawled. Before I could think of a response, Karen took my hand and led me to a secluded place near a tiny waterfall deep in the gorge.

  Karen stood under the water, touching herself and letting the cold water run over her. Her blouse clung to her breasts, outlining the nicest nipples I’d ever seen. She was braless and my mouth literally dropped open. It felt like all the blood was rushing out of my brain and into my cock.

  I joined her under the waterfall, opened her blouse, and sucked on her nipples. They felt as hard as the rocks we were supposed to be studying.

  She slid off her shorts and a pair of skimpy crotchless panties and placed my hand on her throbbing clit. Karen had no tan line; in fact, her whole body was flawless, smooth and golden brown. The water washed her hot juices down her silken legs. She pushed me away and pulled off my shorts, which were about to burst from the pressure of my fully erect cock.

  She cupped my hot rocks in her hand, knelt down and gently sucked them and my cock into her sweet mouth. I felt her caressing and kneading my ass. I could feel her urgency as she massaged my flesh. Just as I was about to come in her mouth, Karen pulled me to my knees, arched her back, and presented her cunt for me. I dipped my tongue deep into her slit. Her pussy tasted amazingly good.

  Before either of us could come, Karen pushed my head away from her love-mound and rose to her feet. Leaning back against the rocks, she pulled me to her and wrapped her legs around my hips. We fucked in the cool water under the hot sun. We both exploded in an orgasm so intense that I wondered if it’d registered on the Richter scale.

  Afterward, we lay down on the warm rocks and dried in the sun. Karen stroked my pole gently and told me that from now on I was the teacher’s pet.

  —Name and address withheld

  Another First

  When my great-grandmother turned ninety, friends and relatives from all over the world gathered to celebrate her birthday. My cousin Sara brought along her friend Melissa, the sexiest girl I’d ever seen.

  I was eighteen at the time and still a virgin. Melissa was also eighteen but, as I later discovered, she was a lot more experienced. The party was boring, so Melissa and I went down to the den in the basement to watch TV. We lay side by side on the carpet and Melissa started tickling and teasing me. In my innocence, I didn’t realize what this childish fun was leading up to. I tickled her in return and we wrestled playfully till we were panting and gasping for breath.

  When my hand accidentally brushed one of her tits, Melissa surprised me by letting out a tremendous moan. We stopped horsing around and I began massaging her back. As I ran my hands over her back, I came close to her perky tits many times. I didn’t have the nerve to touch them because I was afraid of what she might think.

  My dick didn’t care what she might think. It grew to alarming proportions and demanded immediate attention. Slowly I leaned over until I was lying on top of Melissa, rubbing my cock against her curvy ass. To my delight, Melissa arched her back and egged me on. After a few minutes, she rolled over, struggled out of her shirt, and unzipped my jeans.

  I grabbed her tits and she grabbed my manhood and suddenly we were like two dogs in heat. Ripping off the rest of our clothes, we attacked each other’s erogenous zones. At first I avoided getting too close to her juicy pussy, because I knew I would shoot my load the second I did.

  Melissa wasn’t worried about coming too quickly. She worked her way down to my swollen tool and began swirling her tongue around my balls and sucking my cock with passion.

  Soon after, she pulled me on top of her and I knew the time for hesitation was over. Even though I had no experience, I gave it all I had. I fucked Melissa like a rabbit until we both came. She screamed loudly as her pussy pulsed with pleasure. At the last second, I pulled my cock out of her and shot a tremendous load of come onto our bellies and pubes. When I fell back, Melissa leaned over me and licked up all my love-syrup, making sure I noticed her licking her lips in the process.

  A few minutes later, Melissa was sitting on my dick, riding me and giving me more pleasure than I had ever thought possible. Her tits bounced everywhere. She leaned over me until her tits were within reach of my eager mouth. I licked and sucked her bouncing breasts while I shot a second more intense load deep inside her.

  We fucked and sucked for hours until my parents yelled that it was time to go home. After that, family gatherings have never been the same.

  —H.R., Boston, Massachusetts

  Lucky Stiff

  I had an incredible experience on my first trip to Las Vegas. On a cross-country excursion, about an hour into the flight, I got up to go to the bathroom. On my way up the aisle I saw Stacy, a gorgeous green-eyed blonde whom I had known slightly in high school. We said hello and exchanged a few words, and I went on to the john.

  I was just finishing up when there was a soft knock on the door. I opened it and Stacy pushed her way in. I told her the bathroom was free now, but she said the bathroom was not what she wanted.

  Stacy pressed up against me and began to tell me how cute she thought I was, and that she had always wanted me.

  We struggled to get our clothing off in the tight space, and before we were finished I was kissing her firm breasts and sucking on her big, hard nipples.

  Stacy got down on her knees and did a little sucking herself.
Then she looked up at me and said, “Will you fuck me hard?”

  It was the first time I had heard that from a girl, but you know what my answer was!

  Stacy got up and bent over the sink and I took her from behind. God, it was good! I fucked her till I couldn’t fuck anymore.

  When we got to Las Vegas, Stacy and I got a hotel room together. I don’t have to tell you I didn’t get to see much of the city on that trip!

  —P.J., Albany, New York

  Birthday Bonus

  My brother and I decided to spend his twenty-first birthday at Daytona Beach, getting drunk. Billy decided we should bring our best friends from high school, Darius and Pete, because we’re all good-looking and have no trouble picking up women. About thirty miles from the beach we started drinking, getting ready to spend the day raising hell.

  By the time we got to Daytona we were all pretty loaded. The beach was packed with gorgeous women. We parked as soon as we found a spot, and started a game of volleyball with some people we met.

  Then a black limo pulled up next to the court. When I looked over at the car, the back window was down and a gorgeous woman with long black hair was calling me over. As I approached, the window went up and the door swung open.

  After I’d stepped into the limo and closed the door, it took me a minute to adjust to the darkness. My eyes finally focused on a goddess in a bikini top and lace skirt. She introduced herself as Venus as we rode down the beach, but there was very little talking.

  Venus explained that she was from the Bahamas, and she was flying home soon. She also told me that ever since she’d been in Florida, she had wanted “an American pretty boy.” She asked me to undress and, as I struggled to get out of my shorts, I asked her why she wasn’t getting undressed.

  “I already am,” she said, pulling her skirt up and spreading her well-toned legs to reveal a neatly trimmed black bush and swollen pink lips. Her hand reached between her thighs and she began masturbating. I rose up to reach her but she pushed me back onto my seat.