Penthouse Uncensored V (14 page)

Her reluctance wasn’t based on any great disdain for taking another man to bed. Adele was twenty-two when I married her, and she willingly admitted she had been with numerous men before me. We slept together on our very first date, which she said was common practice for her. When I proposed to her, she was hesitant, saying I fit her ideal in every way except one: I wasn’t as well-endowed as other guys she’d been with. She said I just didn’t satisfy her in bed.

Adele finally agreed to marry me, but it was understood she would share her bed with other men. In our four years of marriage Adele has had numerous lovers, maintaining at least one full-blown extramarital affair at all times. She doesn’t neglect me, either emotionally or sexually, regularly giving me fantastic blowjobs. She also lets me fuck her now and then, usually serving me sloppy seconds. She loves for me to go down on her when she’s been with another man, and I’ve learned to at least tolerate the taste as I lick my wife’s swampy, sperm-saturated snatch.

In spite of all this, though, Adele refused to let me watch her have sex with another man. To her, making love was intimate and personal, not something to be done in front of an audience. She loved to read about other women doing just that, but refused to do it herself.

Yesterday that all changed. It all began with Adele going to work out. She loves the gym because it’s such a good place to meet prospective lovers. With her good looks and fantastic body she always has several guys hitting on her when she goes there.

I stayed home, as usual. When she got home she had a real surprise for me. She told me she’d been talking to a guy at the club and he was coming over in half an hour. Now, Adele has brought guys to our house on a couple of occasions during our marriage, but it’s very rare. But Richard was married, so she couldn’t meet him at his house.

Adele asked if I would straighten things up a bit while she went upstairs to get ready. Adele keeps the house very neat, so it took me just a few minutes to pick up the newspapers I’d strewn around and pick up the toys our oldest son had left on the floor when he went to bed. Twenty minutes later, the doorbell rang.

When she returned she was wearing only a very short, transparent nightgown. It was black, barely covered her crotch and hid nothing. Adele’s fluffy blonde pubic fuzz was clearly visible, and her smallish breasts were in plain view. Her nipples were standing out, firm and erect.

Richard’s eyes opened wide at the way she greeted him, and a broad grin appeared on his face. My eyes opened wide also. Standing there in our doorway was a handsome, very well-built, extremely dark-skinned black man. I had not expected that. This was to be her first experience with an African-American.

No sooner was the door closed than Adele was in Richard’s arms making out with him. She didn’t even bother to introduce me.

Their mouths met in a tongue-probing kiss, and Adele’s abdomen ground against the bulge in Richard’s slacks. His hands went under her short nightie, gripping her bare ass-cheeks as he pulled her hard against him. His mouth moved to her neck and ears, and Adele got hotter and more passionate than I’d ever seen her in my life.

Her hands clumsily fumbled with the zipper of his trousers, trying to free his manhood. He kept mouthing her neck, and I heard her gasp. “Uh, uh, oh, oh yes. Keep doing that. Yes! Don’t stop, keep doing that.”

Richard’s powerful hand was up under her nightie between her legs. Adele’s lower torso was frantically twitching as he finger-fucked her. His entire hand was already wet with her juices, and I could see she was about to come. Adele closed her eyes, shuddered, moaned loudly and a flood of juice came out of her, further coating his hand and running down her inner thighs.

“Where’s the bedroom?” I heard Richard gasp.

“No,” I heard her respond. “Just fuck me. Here, now. I want you in me now, Richard. Fuck me now.”

Richard pulled his hand from between my wife’s legs. As he helped her work his trousers and his boxer shorts down his legs I heard Adele say to him, “Just remember what I said earlier. I can’t take a chance on getting pregnant, so don’t come in me. Okay?” Richard nodded as he gave a few tugs on his huge cock to bring it to full hardness.

I saw Adele look down between them and smile when she saw his rigid cock sticking out. She looked back up at him, smiled and then feverishly began kissing him. Adele was hotter than I’d ever seen her. She literally climbed up his body.

Richard’s hands grabbed my wife’s butt and helped support her as she grabbed his shoulders, hoisted herself up and put her legs around his waist. Adele’s hot gash lined up with the head of Richard’s prick and she sank her crotch down on it. I was undoing my own trousers by then. I took out my dick, stroking it as I watched my wife impale herself on Richard’s cock.

They were only a couple of feet from the closed front door. Richard took two choppy steps and leaned her against it. The door banged and rattled as Richard began thrusting at her. I could tell they weren’t going to last long, and I knew I wouldn’t either. As Richard lunged at her, Adele worked her wet, slick tunnel up and down his thick shaft.

I heart Richard grunt, then saw him stiffen and I heard him moan. “Gotta come, Adele. Oh God, I gotta come. I’m gonna come in you. Yes! Yes! Coming, oh shit, coming.” When he did that, I heard my wife give out a deep, guttural sound. I also saw her thrust at him, hold and shudder as her orgasm hit her. Richard pushed in to the hilt and really pinned Adele to the door as he shot his wad. She was crying out, shaking, appended to Richard’s body, as they climaxed. Seeing them in the throes of an intense mutual orgasm, I shot my wad on our living room carpet.

Adele went limp and Richard’s knees buckled as they finished spending. For a second I thought he was actually going to fall.

Richard regained his balance, though, and helped lift Adele off his body. She just hung onto his shoulders and leaned against him.

Richard spoke first. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t pull out. I got too worked up. I’m sorry.”

Adele looked up at him, grinned and replied, “I’m not.” She then kissed him, passionately, for a long time.

When she ended the kiss she looked at him and said lovingly, “Now we can go to the bedroom. If you can get that hard again, you can do me some more. Interested?”

When they were gone, I looked at our front door and saw a wet, sticky spot, the mixture of Richard’s come and my wife’s juices.

Richard wound up staying in our bedroom with Adele a full two hours. I beat off again as I listened through our bedroom door. I could hear Adele’s moans of pleasure and the headboard of our bed thumping against the wall as Richard repeatedly fucked her. It was past eleven when he finally came out. A smug smile my way and a nod was his only acknowledgment of me. He left without our having even been introduced.

I guess I’ll be seeing a lot of Richard around here from now on.—
V.S., Akron, Ohio

THE GREAT OUTDOORS HAS NEVER BEEN GREATER FOR THESE LOVERS

My lover Rosie and I decided to watch an X-rated movie one night recently. We sat close beside each other on the sofa, started the tape and were soon getting hot from kissing and watching the writhing bodies on the screen. Rosie’s hard nipples stood up under her shirt, and I couldn’t resist gently pinching them.

It wasn’t long before she slid off the sofa onto the floor in front of me, unzipped my pants and freed my cock. She ran her tongue slowly up and down its full length before taking the tip into her mouth. I was transfixed by the sight of her full lips sliding down the shaft, and it was the visual as much as the physical sensation that made my cock so hard.

Once she had me good and wet, Rosie stroked me with her hand and fondled my balls until a drop of clear, sticky come oozed from the tip. Rosie licked it up and told me she loved the taste.

I asked her to turn the TV off so we could concentrate on our own pleasure. Rosie stripped off her jeans and panties. Running a hand over her partially shaved mound, then slipping a finger inside to spread the gathering moisture over her labia, she straddled my lap. She slowly lowered her hot, wet pussy down over my cock. We both watched as her beautiful sex swallowed me deep inside her. I groaned with pleasure as she slid all the way down to my balls. Rosie began fucking me while I kneaded her large breasts. The feeling was incredible, perfect.

I suddenly got the urge to make love standing up, so I reached under her legs and grabbed hold of her bottom. She was surprised when I stood up, still holding her, and continued pumping into her. Recovering quickly, and delighted with our new position, she held onto my shoulders, and wrapped her legs around my waist, bouncing up and down on my cock. Rosie got very excited and asked me to fuck her from behind, definitely our favorite position.

We went into the dining room and Rosie leaned over the table. She reached back to spread her lips, and I rubbed the head of my cock along her pussy. The pink folds glistened with her juices. I held her by the hips and slowly drove my full length deep into her. She moaned with pleasure and so did I. I started to fuck her faster, and she responded with cries of “Oh God, it feels so good!” and “Fuck me harder!” Rosie came twice. Each time she stopped pushing back against my hips and just stood with her mouth open, unable to make a noise, her legs rigid and her body trembling from top to bottom.

By the time she came the second time I was getting close to coming myself. I told her she felt so good that I had to slow down to make it last. I asked if she would suck my cock some more. Rosie loves to suck me until I come in her mouth, and she eagerly agreed. I suggested we try something a little different: going out onto the back porch. Rosie just grinned her sex-hungry grin at me and out we went. It was a warm summer night on the New Hampshire coast, clear and still. She sat in a lounge chair and began to drive me wild again with her mouth while I stood in front of her. Her sucking soon made my knees weak, so I asked if she wanted to try something really daring—would she like to fuck out in the backyard, down in the grass. She was hesitant at first, but some passionate kisses and stroking of her pussy persuaded her to try it.

I took her by the hand and led her out the screen door and down the steps into the moist night air, enjoying the heavy, expectant feeling in my balls that I get when I’ve been putting off a good orgasm. Rosie got down on her hands and knees in the dew-covered grass. I then gripped her firmly by the hips and kneeled behind her.

Neither of us could believe we were really about to fuck outdoors, where we might be seen by neighbors out for a walk or drivers passing by. But we were so hot to fuck each other by this time that we couldn’t have stopped even if we had wanted to try. I slid my cock teasingly between Rosie’s thighs, and she reached back to guide me into her. We wasted no time and started pounding into each other. Rosie and I both came quickly in a hot, sweaty, mutual orgasm, shuddering with pleasure, certain someone would hear our moans in the dark.

It seemed like a long time before we were able to regain our senses and move again. Finally we helped each other up off the grass and ran back into the house, laughing at the craziness of it all. Rosie is a wonderful lover and that was one midsummer night that I’m glad wasn’t a dream!—
S.T., Portsmouth, New Hampshire

COLLEGE STUDENT GETS AN EDUCATION FROM GIRLFRIEND’S MOM

My girlfriend Gwen and I are seniors at a small college. Gwen is a cute girl, with small breasts and a nice little ass. Her idea of sex, though, is to give me an occasional hand-job, or maybe a suck on her little A-cup titties. Gwen refuses to let me fuck her, as she intends to remain a virgin till she’s married. I’ve never even laid eyes on her pussy. I’ve often thought of breaking up with her, just to satisfy my need for a good fuck, but I decided to stick it out.

A couple of weekends ago, Gwen went away on a ski trip to Colorado. I was just getting out of the shower when there was a knock at the door. I pulled a towel around me and answered it. I was greeted by a hot-looking blonde babe who introduced herself as Rachel. “I’m Gwen’s mom,” were the first words out of her mouth, followed by, “The way you look in a towel, it’s no wonder she likes you.” A little embarrassed, I invited Rachel in, though I told her that Gwen was gone for the weekend.

“It doesn’t surprise me,” Rachel said. “Gwen invited me up to spend the weekend and now she isn’t here. She was never terribly considerate.” Rachel was the total opposite of her daughter physically, with a pair of nice big boobs and a fine-looking ass. I could already tell they had different views about sex. Rachel asked me if Gwen had given me blue balls. I confessed she had. Smiling, Rachel said that, in that case, maybe she hadn’t wasted a trip after all.

Next thing I knew, my towel was on the floor and Rachel was rubbing my cock and French-kissing me. Sinking to her knees, Rachel touched her tongue to my cockhead, slowly circling that sensitive organ with the warm, pink tip of her tongue. My cock disappeared into her mouth and she proceeded to give me a wild blowjob.

Rachel didn’t have to work long before I let loose into her hard-working mouth. She swallowed my entire load, then kept my dick in her mouth, sucking very gently, until it went limp.

“That’s just a sample of what we can do,” Rachel said, smiling as she undressed and lay back on the floor. “Now it’s your turn to do me.” I sucked hungrily on her hard, hot nipples while feverishly fingering her clitty. “Come on, baby, give it to me hard. I love feeling like a slut,” she cried. She was creaming in no time. “Please. Get your fucking cock inside me,” she begged. “Fuck me hard.” I buried my bone deep in her sloppy pussy and fucked her fast and wild for another several minutes, thoroughly enjoying her eager cooperation before coming at last inside her.

Rachel and I showered together and went out for some beer. On the way back home Rachel sucked me off in the car and asked me if I had ever fucked a woman in the ass. When I confessed I hadn’t, Rachel purred that it was time I had a lesson. “I’ve been itching for a good butt-fucking,” she told me, “and your young, hard dick is perfect for the purpose.”