Letters to Penthouse XII (41 page)

It was my wife’s soft grunting I heard, the rhythmic panting whimper she emits when she is most excited. Without opening my eyes I tried to recall what would be happening now on the tape that had brought her to that state. And then it hit me. She had fallen asleep in exhaustion just after cleaning the black stud’s come off my face. That sound couldn’t be coming from the video …

My eyes flew open. There, mere inches away, was the face of my wife, pressed like mine into the carpet of the private detectives’ office. Her soft grunting matched the rhythm of Carl’s hips as he fucked her raised ass from behind. We were sharing the experience of being taken anally by this dynamic detective duo. My cock suddenly spurted rivers of hot come as our eyes met, setting off a chain reaction as Jake, then Carl and finally my beautiful wife exploded in ecstasy.

Lisa’s big black lover will have a couple of pleasant surprises in store for him next time we meet. He’ll be able to enjoy my tight ass, for one. And then there will be our two new friends. And their camera …—
D.H., Muncie, Indiana

SHE IS A STUDENT OF EROTIC FANTASY, AND HER HUSBAND IS HER RESEARCH ASSISTANT

I enjoy writing sexual fantasies, and some day I’ll turn them into a book. I try to research all my story ideas thoroughly, by practicing them in real life. I am recently married, so I now have a full-time research assistant!

My husband Philip and I have a very fulfilling love life, although Philip had never really experimented sexually. His ex-wife had sex twice a year whether she needed it or not, so I am teaching him how pleasurable lovemaking can be. In the past several months I have fulfilled many of his fantasies, and he mine. Philip is willing to try almost anything I suggest, and he has even started suggesting new things. He has discovered he likes trying out multiple positions during a single session. Especially if one of the positions involves anal sex. We also both love oral sex. I feel that anything that brings pleasure to a couple of lovers can’t be bad.

Last month Philip had to go out of town for three days to attend a training seminar. Three days is a long time to a couple who have only been married for six weeks. It was about five o’clock when Philip returned. After several hugs and some deep passionate kisses he started to undress me. He led me to the bedroom and unpacked some new toys he had purchased, including a new flavor of “motion lotion.” I figured he wanted some anal action. He came up behind me and started to kiss my neck and shoulders. I turned toward him and gently kissed his lips, then began to work my way down his chest, stopping to suck on each nipple as my mouth slid down his body. I knelt slowly in front of him, parting my moist lips and allowing his shaft gradually to enter my mouth. He groaned. Very slowly I took him in, all the way in. My mouth was hungry for him. I may not give the best head in the world, but I love to practice.

Philip’s thighs were starting to quiver. I pushed him gently down on the bed without missing a stroke. His legs dangled off the edge and he leaned back, moaning with joy. My hands roamed all over his body. His breathing got faster when I started to massage his balls. I brought him to the brink twice before I finally allowed him to come deep in my mouth. I loved the feeling of his dick pulsating against my lips as I swallowed my prize.

I went to get a warm wash cloth. When I returned Philip had not moved. He was taking deep breaths and moaning softly. I gently wiped his balls and then wrapped the warm cloth around his still semi-erect shaft. Then I slowly massaged his groin area and shaft through the cloth. Philip responded with quicker breaths and louder moans. His shaft responded also. Like any good lover, I hate to see a stiff dick go to waste. I removed the cloth and gently kissed the purple head of his prick before climbing on top of it. I lowered my aching pussy slowly down the shaft and then began to move up and down on that rigid pole. It only took a few strokes for Philip to start matching my hip movements. My pussy was spasming and I started to climax. Arching my back to take him in as far as he could go, I shuddered into orgasm as he thrust himself up into my hot pussy. Philip was coming again as well. Then we collapsed and lay there in each other’s arms.

Oh, in case you’re wondering, Philip did finally get the anal action he’d been looking forward to. But he had to wait until the next morning.—
Q.G., Little Rock, Arkansas

TWO COLLEGE ROOMMATES RELIVE OLD TIMES. SEXY OLD TIMES, GAY OLD TIMES

A few weeks ago my old college roommate dropped by to say hello after moving back to town. Years ago, when we had been horny but frustrated college freshmen, we had sometimes relieved our stress by playing with each other. It had started when he walked in on me jerking off one day. I was embarrassed, until Richie said that if I let him watch me do it, he’d let me watch him. From there we progressed to beating each other off, and then to sucking each other and generally fooling around. Then Richie got a girlfriend and our encounters became less frequent, although it still took me a while to officially lose my virginity.

Now, five or six years later, Richie was sitting in my living room. It was apparent from the bulge in his jeans that he hadn’t diminished any in size since then, and might even have grown some. After we had talked for a while, he caught me looking at his crotch and grinned.

“Thinking about old times?” he smiled.

I shrugged. “Looks like you’ve still got quite a weapon there. I bet the ladies are lining up to help you keep the lines clear.”

His bulge grew noticeably. “Well, I had a couple of girlfriends back home, but I haven’t been back here long enough to find any. I still have to unkink the hose at least twice a day, just like always.”

I couldn’t resist. I got up and went over to him, then grabbed a feel of his pipe through his jeans. “It feels awfully jammed up in there now,” I told him.

He stuck a finger between the buttons of my fly, rubbing my hardening penis through my shorts, then expertly undid the rest of the buttons. In a minute his hand was in there, feeling up my cock and balls. Quickly he had my jeans and shorts down around my ankles and was gobbling my member. I moaned, and he pulled off for a minute, saying, “Oh, you don’t know how long it’s been since I sucked a cock!”

“Well, it’s been about five years since you sucked this one,” I said.

“That’s how long it’s been,” he said as he resumed his tongue work.

I reached down and rubbed his crotch. “I have some catching up to do too,” I reminded him.

“Of course,” he said, and stood up. I copped another feel through his jeans as I unzipped his fly and reached in. I eagerly worked his penis out of his fly, then bent down to lick off the pre-come that was oozing out of its slit. With Richie’s help, I pulled his testicles out as well. It was beautiful to see Richie’s cock and balls hanging out, neatly framed by the dark blue fabric. I undid his belt and slid his jeans down, followed by his underpants, again stopping to admire those beautiful male sex organs, this time against their natural background of soft brown pubic hair.

We took the rest of our clothes off and got onto my bed in a 69 position. I started by simply caressing his hefty cock, then gently feeling how his large testicles moved within their loose sac. Then I licked his cock for awhile before taking it into my mouth, massaging the shaft with my tongue. Meanwhile Richie was working away intensely on my aching hard-on, to the point of distraction. I asked him to stop for a minute so that we could both enjoy his imminent ejaculation. I crawled on top of him and continued sucking his prick while massaging his balls and asshole. As his balls started to tighten, I took my mouth off him and began to stroke his pole. I lubricated a finger of my other hand with his pre-come and slowly worked it into his asshole. That brought a groan from him, and I could feel his body tensing under me. Then his cock engorged even further and his glans almost blossomed as his first shot of semen ejaculated almost two feet into the air, followed quickly by the second and third shots. The remainder of his jism dribbled out and ran down onto my hand.

I licked up what I could before Richie wrapped his arms around my waist, kissed my cock and rolled me over to return the favor. “That was incredible!” he said between licks. “That asshole trick was wild! But I’m going to catch every drop of your jizz.”

I licked up a few more drops of come as they oozed out of Richie’s softening cock, then said, “I thought about that, but I wanted to watch all that sperm shooting out of this big cock of yours.”

Taking his cue from me, Richie worked a lubed finger up my butt as he sucked me to orgasm, and he was true to his word: he swallowed every drop of my semen.

After that we went out and sunned ourselves in my back yard, catching up on old times. After awhile we started fondling each other again, and when we were both hard Richie climbed on top of me and we started rubbing our dicks together between our bellies as we sometimes did years ago, enjoying the warm sunshine and the warmth of our semen as we reached near-simultaneous orgasms.

Not long after that Richie found a steady girlfriend nearby, and I resumed an on again-off again relationship with a fine young lady I had known for awhile. But Richie and I have also gotten together again a couple of times, and see nothing wrong in nostalgically reliving our dear old college days.—
R.E., Bradenton, Florida

HIS WIFE CAUSES TRAFFIC JAMS WHILE HER ORAL TALENT REDUCES HIM TO JELLY

My wife Barbara loves to suck my dick. She loves to play with it, touch it, look at it, kiss it and taste it. When I come she makes sure to lap up every drop so that no sperm is wasted. While other guys dream of getting an occasional blowjob, Barbara is eager to gulp down my seed whenever the opportunity arises. I realize that I am a very fortunate man.

Recently we were returning home after a day at the beach. We had spent a lot of time touching, petting, kissing and generally acting like newlyweds, and we had both become pretty aroused. Now, driving home, Barbara asked if I was in the mood for a blowjob. Not being the type to turn down that kind of offer, I immediately started to undo my belt. I wanted to make it as easy for her as possible. I had her hold the steering wheel as I opened my pants and shorts and pushed them down to my ankles. Barbara eagerly buried her face in my lap and began to kiss, lick and suck on my penis. I could have come in an instant, but half the fun of getting blown while driving is being noticed by other guys driving by in their trucks. I drive a four-door sedan, so it is easy for anyone in a truck or van to see what is going on inside the car.

We were traveling on a busy four-lane road, with cars and trucks all around us. I made sure that I stayed in the left-hand lane so that the drivers of vehicles pulling up on the right could get a good look. As luck would have it, I pulled up next to a van of construction workers at a stoplight just as it turned red. I gently rubbed Barbara’s back and butt as her head moved up and down in my lap, and told her that a big van full of guys with their noses pressed to the window was standing next to us. Barbara released my dick for a moment, turned her face to smile at them, and then resumed her masterful cock-sucking. You could see the envy on every one of their faces. I just smiled and enjoyed the artful work of my passionate bride.

Not only is Barbara eager to suck cock, she is great at it. It just doesn’t seem fair that she has chosen to share her talents with me alone. I have told her that I often fantasize about having her service one or two other studs while I look on, but she insists that her sweet luscious lips, soft velvety cunt and tight eager ass are reserved for me.

As the light turned green I sped up. I wanted to share this moment with other motorists as well. I can only imagine the jealousy these guys feel as they see Barbara eagerly giving me head in broad daylight. It’s funny to watch the cars cutting each other off and trying to position themselves to get a glimpse of the action going on in our car. As far as I know, no wrecks have been caused by this maneuvering as yet.

At the next light I was able to pull up next to a dump truck. I could see the driver do a double-take and then strain out of his window to get a good view of the show my wife was putting on. I told Barbara that she was probably making his big black cock burst through his trousers. But she didn’t stop this time. She was getting hotter and hotter as she took me deeper into her gullet. I couldn’t hold out any longer, and in another moment, I shot a huge wad of creamy come down her waiting throat.

I was glad that we were at a red light, as my orgasm had made me a little dizzy. Barbara sat up and adjusted her dress, then kissed me and told me how much she enjoyed making me happy. She then stole a glance at her audience in the truck and flashed him a smile. He gave her a big grin and a thumbs up, thanking her for the show.

I have been hoping to get Barbara to bring her favorite dildo along on one of our excursions. I would love to drive her around town as she reclined with both feet on the dashboard while sliding the rubber penis in and out of her juicy cunt. Maybe that can be the subject of my next letter.—
W.O., Eugene, Oregon

HE LEARNED MORE THAN LITERATURE FROM A VERY SPECIAL ENGLISH TEACHER

While I was in junior college my English teacher and I were in heat for each other. Sandy had the physique of a Rubens model, with big tits and an affluent ass. Her tits were a coming attraction (pun intended). At the blackboard, she would get chalk dust on her sweater where they rubbed up against it.

I had a paper due, and Sandy wanted to see a rough draft. When I arrived in her office for my appointment, she pushed the other chair away so that I had to stand. Holding my paper, she said, “Do you know what sucks?”

I was a kid and don’t recall what I said.

Sandy looked in my eyes, down at my crotch, then back up to my eyes. Her office chair was on wheels, and before I knew it she rolled to where her pretty thirty-something face was a nose away from my crotch. She looked again to my eyes and back to my crotch. Only this time she smiled. A beautiful smile, I remember.