Letters to Penthouse XXXIV (32 page)

“Any doubt about being with her vanished as my pussy started oozing and throbbing again. We naturally moved into a 69 and
licked our way through several more climaxes.” Kris and I were nude and rubbing each other fast and furious. I couldn’t believe
I hadn’t come yet. My balls were aching for release.

A noise made us turn. My suspicion was confirmed. Deb was in the recliner, her legs draped over the arms, one hand kneading
a breast and tweaking the distended nipple, the other dipping in her wet cunt. She also was in a teddy, in red, watching us
with a lewd look.

I started to pull away, but Kris—increasing the pressure on my meat—whispered, “Surprise, darling! Relax, she needs to enjoy
herself, too, and you can watch as a bonus.” How could I say no? I resumed making love with my wife. Deb’s antics as she watched
us heightened our arousal. Thinking that she might join in made my cock hard as steel. Kris’s hunger seemed so strong, I wondered
what she had in store to satisfy it. While licking in my ear, she whispered that her new erotic self could not be denied.
She felt sharing her newfound erotic self and her lover would help. Also, she felt I wouldn’t mind helping Deb with solving
her sexual issues.

In answer, I lowered my mouth to her breast, took a stiff nipple in my lips, sucked it in and stroked it with my tongue.

I remained awake, reliving the whole encounter and eagerly looking to the future. I woke up to hungry suction on my cock,
and a day as memorably horny.

—L.S., Monckton, New Brunswick
     

Last month my wife, Ellie, and I made a bet, the terms of which were that the loser had to do everything the winner wanted,
without question, for an entire weekend. Well, Ellie lost. She thought my requests would involve things like running errands,
or maybe cooking something special, but I had something quite different in mind.

On Friday night we went out to dinner at a nice restaurant located in a hotel. Ellie is quite a hottie, with a beautiful face
and a hard body to go with it. She was dressed in a short little flimsy black miniskirt and a sexy white blouse that showed
a lot of cleavage. As soon as we sat down I said to her, “Okay, the weekend starts here. Go into the ladies’ room, take off
your bra and panties, and undo the top three buttons of your blouse.”

Ellie stared at me, then smiled a little and asked what I was up to. I told her to just do it. She got up and went, and I
could see that she was already a little excited.

When she came out of the ladies’ room she was a sight to see. Her breasts were not completely exposed, but there was certainly
enough of them on display to provide quite an eyeful. She was definitely a hit with the waiters. Everyone waiting on us looked
right down her blouse. At the end of the meal, when she went to the rest room again, I saw one of the waiters stop her and
ask her something, and they spoke for a minute or so. When she came back I asked her what he’d said. She smiled at me. “He
said he thought I was so hot, he wanted to fuck me, and he asked if I could get away from you.”

“And what did you say?” I asked.

“I told him you were the one who was telling me what to do this weekend,” she said. I reached my hand between her legs, and
it was evident that she was enjoying this. She was wet—very wet.

I then told her to go back to the ladies’ room, unbutton her blouse completely, and tie it in a knot below her breasts, exposing
her stomach, then to come out and meet me in the hotel lounge. Ellie, a little breathlessly, asked me what I was going to
have her do. “Anything I want,” I said.

“Are you going to have me tease other men tonight?” she asked.

I nodded.

“Are you going to let other men touch me tonight?”

I nodded.

“Are you going to have me fuck another man tonight?”

I just smiled and told her that the night was young, and that she should hurry up and meet me in the lounge.

I had to wait about 20 minutes for Ellie to come into the lounge, and when she did she was flushed. She told me she had run
into the waiter who had spoken to her before. He had pulled her into one of the conference rooms and told her that whatever
game she and her husband were playing, he wanted some of it. She said that before she knew what was happening he had started
touching her, his hands sliding over her stomach, her breasts, and under her flimsy little skirt. Then the thought had come
to her that I had arranged this as part of the payoff of the bet. At that point she was enjoying what he was doing and getting
very horny, so she thought if it was okay with me, it certainly was okay with her, and she started giving him back just as
good as she was getting. She started kissing him, and soon they both were breathing heavily. She undid his pants and pulled
out his cock. It was partly erect, and she used her mouth on him to bring it to full size. Before he could come, he pulled
her up and bent her over the table, then slid his cock into her wet cunt and fucked her while holding her breasts in his hands.
They both came rather quickly.

Afterward he told her his name was Alvin, and asked her if she was going to be around the hotel for the weekend. Ellie told
him it was up to her husband, but she had a feeling she might be. “I’ll tell him that I really enjoyed your quick fuck,” she
told him, “and if this is what he wants for this weekend, I’m all for it.” She had kissed him passionately, and told him she
hoped to see him again.

After telling me all this, Ellie thanked me for sending Alvin to fuck her. She said his come was now oozing out of her onto
the chair, since she still wasn’t wearing panties. I leaned over and told her how incredibly sexy she was, but that I had
nothing to do with Alvin. “Oh, my god,” she said. “You mean I just got fucked by a strange man, and you didn’t put him up
to it?”

“That’s right,” I said. “And I want you to take me back to that room right now and show me just what you did.”

My sexy wife grabbed my hand and led me out of the lounge and around the corner into the conference room. I kissed her and
fondled her as I told her I wanted her to suck my cock, as she had done with Alvin. She engulfed it with a smile on her face,
and we both enjoyed the next several minutes. I then pulled her up, turned her around, and slid my cock into her very, very
wet pussy. I fucked her hard, but I wanted to go Alvin one better. I sat in one of the chairs and pulled her down onto my
still-firm cock. She bounced up and down as I touched her entire body and kissed her. Finally we both came, she for the second
time within an hour in that same room. We just smiled and grinned at each other until Ellie said, “Okay, what’s next?”

I told her I had booked a room in the hotel, and I went out to the car to get some clothes that I had snuck into the trunk.
We went to the room and showered and changed. I then told Ellie to put on a thin, gauzy peach top with her black miniskirt,
and no underwear. The top was very low-cut, and with no bra her breasts were fully visible from the right angle. Every eye
was on her as we went downstairs and walked through the lobby.

Ellie didn’t ask where we were going as we got into the car, but her eyes got wide when I pulled up outside a strip club with
a sign outside announcing an amateur strip contest, which was due to start in about 30 minutes. “What are you thinking about?”
she said suspiciously with a smirk.

I grinned at her. “You’re a wonderful dancer,” I said.

“Are you serious?” Ellie said, but there was a strange gleam in her eyes. “Teasing some guys in a restaurant is one thing,
but you’re talking about me stripping and dancing nude in front of maybe a 100 guys!”

“Is this the girl who just fucked a stranger a couple of hours ago?” I said.

Ellie still pretended to be reluctant, but I knew she had an exhibitionistic streak and I was pretty sure the idea appealed
to her. “Well, a bet’s a bet,” she said finally, making it seem as though that she was doing it for that reason rather than
because she really wanted to.

Ellie was the last of the women in the amateur contest to perform. The first one had a good body, but didn’t interact well
with the crowd. Several others were not very attractive, or couldn’t really dance very well. Ellie downed a few drinks while
we watched them, and then it was her turn.

Dressed in that flimsy top, which already showed most of her breasts, she had the crowd whistling from the start. Guys were
patting her on the ass as she walked up to the stage. Then the music started, and Ellie’s hips moved with the beat. She was
a little tentative at first, but as the guys clapped and yelled, she began to get into it. Off came her shoes, and the dancing
continued. She was so beautiful and sexy, and could dance so well, that no one else in the contest could hold a candle to
her, and I was sure she had first place locked up. An added benefit was that the $1,000 she would get for winning would pay
for the whole weekend.

Ellie slowly peeled off her top and twirled it over her head. She tossed it in my direction, but somebody at the next table
caught it instead. She kept dancing, her wonderful breasts now in full view of the crowd. She ran her hands over her body
and pulled on her nipples, then slid one hand down under her skirt. The crowd was screaming.

Ellie was really loving it now. She beckoned for a guy in the front row to come onstage. She backed into him and ground her
ass against his crotch as he caressed her firm breasts. She yelled to him above the noise of the crowd, and he unzipped her
skirt. It fell to the floor and she stepped out of it. Completely nude now in front of a roomful of horny guys, my incredible
wife danced and teased the crowd. When the music stopped, she bowed as they applauded her, yelling and stamping. Then she
picked up her skirt and shoes and walked nude back to our table, with guys reaching out to touch her all over as she passed.

Her eyes were shining as she got to me. “God, I am so fucking horny,” she panted. “I could fuck this whole room!”

She looked around for her top then, but couldn’t find it. All the guys around her were enjoying that predicament. My own cock
was as hard as a rock. Finally I gave her my coat, which she put around her, but without bothering to button it, so that she
could continue to tease her audience. What a woman! Needless to say, she won the contest. Hands down, and many cocks up.

She was flirting with a bunch of guys around her as I went to retrieve her top, and she was eating up the attention. The guy
who had caught the top was a 30-year-old hunk. When I asked him for the top, he said that my girlfriend was a 10, and was
really awesome. I explained that she was my wife, agreed that she was incredible, and told him I needed to take her back to
our hotel and fuck her right now.

“Need some help?” he asked with a grin.

I thought for a moment. “On second thought,” I said, “why don’t you deliver the top yourself?” And I gave him our hotel and
room number.

I got Ellie out of there, still wrapped in my coat, and drove back to the hotel. In the car she told me that that had been
the hottest thing she had ever done. “I am so glad I lost that bet,” she said, smiling.

We went up to our room, but then I realized we had nothing to drink, so I went down to the bar and got some beer, wine, and
tequila. When I got up to our room, the hunk from the strip club had also just gotten off the elevator. I asked him his name,
and he said it was Barry. I then suggested that he stand off to the side and hold out Ellie’s top when the door opened. I
knocked at the door and Ellie opened it, smiling at me in all her nude beauty. When Barry stuck out his hand with her top
in it, she looked shocked, but didn’t try to cover up.

“I thought it would be nice for Barry to return this to you personally,” I told her. “He caught it at the club.”

Still nude, Ellie stood back as we walked into the room. “Hello, Barry,” she said. “Did my husband tell you that I have to
do everything he says this weekend?”

Barry was staring at her. “I think this is yours,” he told her, holding out the top. “But I hope you won’t put it on.”

I turned on the stereo then and suggested that Barry have the first dance. Smiling, Ellie nestled into his arms and they began
to dance. I rubbed my cock as I watched Barry’s hands move all over my wife’s perfect body. I don’t know which of us was more
turned on. Never before had Ellie fucked two different men in one night, let alone three. But it was obvious that tonight
would be the night. All of us were breathing very hard.

“Ellie,” I said finally, “do you want Barry to stay for a while?”

She nodded.

“Do you want him to caress your body with his hands?” He was already doing that, but she nodded again.

“Do you want his fingers inside you?”

“Yes,” she said, and Barry slowly slid two fingers into her sopping wet cunt. She gasped.

I let them dance that way for a moment. “Do you want to undress Barry?” I said then. She nodded, and in no time she had his
clothes off. They were both naked now, holding on to each other, his hands all over her body.