Letters to Penthouse XII (19 page)

There was a large wingback chair in the room. I moved it directly in front of the window, facing out, and had Rachel sit in it. I then proceeded to open the drapes even wider, so the view through the window was unobstructed, and I turned on all the lights in the room. Now anyone looking through that large window would be able to see everything. Rachel looked surprised and startled at first, but she was so turned on that she soon got into the spirit of what I was doing, and deliberately put her feet up on the window sill and spread her legs wide.

I loved her for her abandon, and I had to taste her sweet pussy again before going further. Kneeling between her legs, I slowly flicked my tongue over her cunt lips. I penetrated her with my tongue, and her wetness filled my mouth. I repeatedly stabbed my tongue deep inside her, and she groaned in ecstasy. I locked my lips around her clit and sucked for all I was worth. Her breathing became ragged, issuing in short gasps from her open mouth. She wais nearing the point of no return, begging me to suck her clit harder.

Just before sending her over the edge, I stopped to look out the window. I could see people down in the parking lot, some of them in their cars, looking up at our window. Rachel was moaning, but she made no objection when I asked her to stand up and bend over, spread her pussy lips and back up against the window. I knew she could be seen quite clearly by the gaping spectators.

When she sat back in the chair I got out her electric body massager and her large plastic dildo, which was twelve inches long and four inches around. Kneeling in front of her again, I slid the dildo into her pussy. She grunted, and then started to moan. I grabbed the massager, turned it on full and placed it on her clit. Rachel went wild. I started to fuck her cunt with the dildo as the vibrations of the massager sent her into orbit. I felt her pussy muscles grab the dildo as she started to come. She was bucking wildly in the chair and screaming from the intensity of her orgasm. Unfortunately the people below couldn’t hear her, but they got quite an eyeful of her writhing, twisting body as her climax played itself out.

Now it was my turn to be pleasured. We switched places, first repositioning the chair so that it was sideways to the window. Rachel looked into my eyes and told me that she was about to give me the best blowjob of my life. I knew that this was going to be unreal, because my wife always gives me fantastic head. I mean, this lady could suck-start a Harley Davidson!

Rachel knelt down before me and started to lick my thighs, then moved upward to my stomach and chest. She even sucked on my nipples, her fingers lightly tickling my balls all the while. My cock was twitching with anticipation. She then moved down again and gently flicked the tip of my cock with her tongue. By now my pre-come was flowing freely, and Rachel lapped it up as though she hadn’t had anything to drink in three days. Then she encircled the head of my cock with her lips and began to suck.

I was very excited, especially as I knew we were in plain view of the people below. This and my wife’s skillful ministrations made my cock throb in anticipation of my impending climax. Rachel’s head was bobbing faster up and down my shaft. Her right hand stroked the base of my cock while the other one played with my balls. Those balls were rapidly tightening, and I knew she could tell that I was about to let loose a giant eruption of jism. She sucked harder, swirling her tongue around my prick, inviting me to come in her mouth. It was too much. I fucked myself in and out of her mouth with lightning speed, until suddenly my orgasm hit me, and my prick fired its load like a cannon. Rachel swallowed as fast as she could, but there was so much jism that it overflowed from her mouth and dripped onto my stomach.

It was a very intense climax, but I knew that I was far from done. I pulled my still erect cock from her come-filled mouth and started to pump it with my right hand. Rachel was still swallowing. The last of my jism spewed onto her tits and she happily rubbed it into her flesh.

After Rachel licked me clean she said she wanted one more orgasm before I fucked her pussy. I sat her down and shoved the dildo back up her cunt, and men slid a finger up her tight little ass. I also put the massager on her clit and let her hold it in place while I dildo-fucked her pussy and finger-fucked her ass, alternating the strokes. This put her over, the edge in just a few minutes, and she screamed in ecstasy.

I then stood her up and had her press her tits up against the window while I prepared to fuck her snatch from behind. I lubed the head of my cock with her pussy juice and slowly sank my meat into her all the way to the hilt I could see our reflection in the glass as I banged her. She looked awesome, her hard nipples pressed against the cold glass window, her mouth open and moaning.

Suddenly I became aware of something moving on the balcony outside the window. The hotel was built so that two rooms shared one balcony. Now I saw that the guy in the room next door had evidently come out for a smoke. Rachel didn’t notice him, since her head was turned the other way. He was only about eight feet away from us, and of course would be able to see us clearly if he turned our way. Fuck it, I thought, let him enjoy the show!

Sure as shit, he did turn our way, and was soon getting an eyeful of my beautiful wife’s naked body getting fucked from behind. I pretended not to notice him, so he wouldn’t get scared off. I just kept on pumping my cock up Rachel’s cunt I was sure he could even hear some of the loud screams and moans she let out as my rod pleasured her. Our observer just stood there in amazement but after a minute I saw him start to stroke his cock through his pants as he watched us fuck.

Soon my cock was throbbing as my climax approached. However, I wanted our friend to see me cover her with my jizz, so instead of pumping her snatch full of my come I pulled out and creamed all over her back and ass. Rachel reached around and rubbed my come into herself. She then slid two fingers up her twat, pulled them out and sucked our juices from them.

It was then that I informed her of the guy standing there watching us on the balcony. Rachel was taken aback at first, but then she only smiled and waved at him. The guy waved back and then went into his room, smiling to himself. I’d bet anything that he went inside and jerked off after seeing our performance.

Later I asked Rachel if she had enjoyed herself, and she said yes. She said she had never imagined doing those things in front of an audience, but she was excited when she thought back on it. She even said she might like to try it again. I think this may be the start of a whole new set of experiences for us.—
L.G., Sarasota, Florida

RECIPE FOR A SEX LESSON: TAKE ONE VIRGIN, ONE OLDER WOMAN, AND A HOT TUB…

I am writing to tell the story of my first sexual experience. I was an eighteen-year-old virgin who had never been quite able to go all the way with a girl. But an older woman, the mother of one of my friends, changed my life and my sexual outlook at the same time.

It was the first day of spring break from my freshman year in college, and because of a shortage of cash I had not been able to join some of my friends who had gone to the beach. I knew that Howard, one of my buddies, hadn’t been able to go either, so I decided to go over to his place and see if the two of us could find something to get into.

When I fang the bell the door was opened by Howard’s mother, Mrs. Reynolds. Now I had met Mrs. Reynolds on several previous occasions and considered her to be quite attractive. She was a petite woman with light curly hair, full lips, and liquid blue eyes. Her figure was quite well kept for a woman in her mid-forties. She had full, heavy breasts and wide hips, along with a petite waist that must have been the result of hours on the Stairmaster.

I inquired if Howard was home. She said he wasn’t but she thought he would be soon, and she invited me in towait Howard’s older sister was on her way out the door as I entered, and I casually said hello. She didn’t give me the time of day as she passed, but I was able to see that she was a younger version of her mother, and quite attractive. Mrs. Reynolds apologized for her daughter’s rebuff and suggested that I wait in the game room downstairs, where there was a pool table and other activities with which to pass the time. I racked the balls and began to shoot a little pool while I waited.

A few minutes later Mrs. Reynolds came down the stairs and into the game room, wearing a robe. She told me that she was going to take her morning Jacuzzi bath, and hoped it wouldn’t interfere with my pool playing. The Jacuzzi was on the opposite side of the large room, and I assured her that she would not disturb me at all. How wrong I was.

She strolled to the Jacuzzi and turned on the jets, which made a pleasant humming sound. She dropped her robe to reveal a two-piece bikini and more of her attractive figure than I had been privileged to see before. I continued to shoot pool while she got into the bath, all the while sneaking peeks at her and becoming quite turned on in the process. Dirty thoughts raced through my head, but I tried to suppress them, telling myself, “This is Howard’s mom!”

About the time I was finishing my second rack of balls, Mrs. Reynolds called to me and asked if I could give her a hand. She wanted me to adjust the flow of the jets for her. I walked over to the bubbling Jacuzzi and turned down the jets as she requested. She looked at me with her blue eyes and asked me if I would like to join her in the tub. I think I must have had a strange look on my face, because she grinned at me and winked. “Don’t worry, I don’t bite,” she cooed.

She asked me to grab two beers from the fridge, and she sipped on one while I stripped down to my boxer shorts. I slipped into the Jacuzzi quickly so she wouldn’t see how my virgin cock was rising in my shorts. Soon I was covered with the warm water and the bubbles from the jets. I gulped at my beer and stared wide-eyed at the woman across from me in the tub, wondering what she was thinking.

Apparently what was on her mind was sex with a young college guy, because she moved closer to me, took the beer can from my hand and set it on the side of the tub.

“Have you ever made love to a woman before?” she asked.

I managed to get out a no, and she replied, “Good! I can get you while you’re still young. I am going to do a favor for every woman you are with for the rest of your life. I am going to teach you how to make love to a woman.”

I stammered, “But—but you’re Howard’s mom!”

“Shhh,” she whispered, and put her finger to my lips. “Just relax and let me do all the work.”

She undid her bikini top and pulled it off, exposing her heavy earth-mother breasts. Her nipples were as large as silver dollars and the color of a ripe peach. She rubbed them on my face and allowed me to suck on them.

She brought her mouth to mine and slipped her warm wet tongue between my lips. I responded and kissed her passionately, pulling myself towards her, and then I slipped and fell to my knees, almost sliding under the water. Mrs. Reynolds let out a little squeal and suggested that we get out of the tub for safety. We did so, and spreading a couple of towels out on the carpeted floor, we lay down on them.

Mrs. Reynolds pulled down my wet boxer shorts, releasing my now rigid cock, and tossed them aside. Winking at me wickedly, she placed her full lips on the head of my six-inch prick and began to suck me very gently. Up and down on my cock she went, coating me with her slippery saliva. I was in heaven. I had never known I could feel so good, since my only previous experience had been with my hand. She sucked on me for what seemed an eternity, until I started to feel my come rising from my balls. But when I told her I was about to come she pulled off and told me, “Not yet. Your lesson has just begun.”

She stood up then and peeled off her bikini bottoms. I looked up at her. Her thick hairy bush was sopping wet with a combination of water and love juices. She pulled me to my knees and guided my mouth to her bush. “Stick out your tongue and lick me like you would a lollipop,” she directed. “Do it right and women will love you.”

I did as she said and was soon in heaven all over again. I loved the warm musky smell and taste of her pussy. It was tangy and sweet at the same time. I began to lick faster, and I heard her gasp. A few seconds later her knees buckled and she thrust her crotch into my face several times, letting out a long groan that turned into a near-scream. Then she shuddered and her orgasm wracked her body as her love juice dribbled out of her pussy and down my chin.

She sat down hard next to me and inquired if I was ready for the second half of my lesson. I nodded eagerly, and she pulled me down on top of her, guiding my still hard cock into her pussy. I had never felt anything so warm and wet in my entire life. I rocked in and out of her, speeding up and slowing down at her command as she gyrated below me, grinding herself against me and bucking her hips at regular intervals. I licked and sucked at her breasts and she told me to tweak them gently. As I did this she began groaning loudly again. Her second climax overwhelmed her and seemed to be stronger than the first, maybe because she didn’t have to worry about losing her balance.

After her orgasm subsided she said it was time to reward me, since I’d been such a good student. She positioned herself on her hands and knees and directed me behind her.

“Pump it in and out of me as fast as you possibly can,” she urged, and I was more than happy to comply. My swollen cock pistoned in and out of her like a jackhammer. I watched myself sliding in and out as my hips slapped into her full ass cheeks and all kinds of wild noises came from her gasping mouth.

“Come on, come on!” she cried out, almost yelling. “Come for me, fill me up with your come!”

In a minute my climax welled up from within, and I released my jism inside her sqirming pussy, shouting like a man possessed.

We curled up together on the floor and embraced. She assured me that I graded out quite well and would have a long, successful sex life as long as I practiced what she had taught me.

Mrs. Reynolds and I had several more sexual encounters over the next few months, but she and her estranged husband reconciled that summer, and I found our brief relationship was over. I have never forgotten that first encounter, and I hope that sharing it with your readers will remind people that experienced women make great sex teachers!—
E.Y., Boise, Idaho