Penthouse Uncensored V (40 page)

There was nobody out there but us, and after only ten minutes she stripped her suit off and handed it to me. I put it in my pocket and swam around with her for at least an hour, enjoying the sight of those perfect breasts of hers bobbing around in the water.

We threw each other around a bit, playing in the surf and talking about everything. We didn’t start kissing for quite a while, and by then there were kids starting to swim in our vicinity, so she replaced her suit and we went back up to the condo.

At the condo her mom was up, and told me she was going out to the pool to check on Kathi. A few minutes later, Pam came out of the bathroom, where she had been changing, and asked where her mom was. I told her, and she fixed me with a lustful stare that could melt steel.

She sauntered up to me and gave me the hottest kiss I’d had in a long time. She pulled up her shirt, exposing one of her nipples for me to go to work on. I swirled my tongue around the hardening nipple, then sucked for all I was worth. She started shaking after a few minutes of this and told me she was about to come. Talk about your sensitive breasts!

She pushed me onto my knees and told me how horny I had made her. She unzipped her jean shorts, revealing a pair of silky red underwear. I grabbed the waist band and had just started pulling them down when we heard the doorknob turning. She zipped up quickly, whispering that we would have to continue this some other time.

I asked her if she and her mom wanted to come to Pembroke Pines with me. She said no, but her mom said yes. Georgette told me that she wanted to spend some more time alone with me, and she followed me back north in her rental car.

All I could think about on the drive back was her daughter, but I knew what Georgette was expecting also. She wasn’t bad looking for a forty-year-old. She was in good shape. Obviously she made an effort to take care of herself.

We got to my apartment around three in the afternoon. We went for a swim in the pool, then lay out in the sun for a little while. She looked all right in a bathing suit, and I flirted with her on and off all afternoon, still trying to decide what to do.

After dinner, Georgette and I went to listen to a jazz band and have a few drinks. She took my hand and asked if we could go back to the apartment. There was no question what she was thinking about. When I said okay I was committed, there was no turning back. Her daughter had made me extremely horny in the morning, and I was still in the mood.

Georgette put on a silk nightgown and climbed into bed. I stripped to my underwear, shut off the lights and crawled in next to her. I put my arm around her and started kissing.

She told me she was very nervous, but I told her we would go slow, and she didn’t have to do anything except relax. I kissed her gently, finding her tongue a willing recipient of my attentions.

My hand glided down the smooth material to her rear, which was surprisingly firm. She sat up and removed her nightie, and in the darkness I could see the outline of her breasts, which were a little bigger than her daughter’s and not quite as perky. I kissed them just the same, as I had done to Pam’s that morning, and continued downward with my tongue until I reached the top of her panties.

She stopped me long enough to remove the barrier to my efforts, and I got down to my favorite job: eating a woman out. I was very methodical, wanting her to get maximum pleasure from my attentions. I licked her up and down for several minutes, stopping each time to tease her clit with a swirl at the top. She was bucking her hips and moving around so much I didn’t think sometimes I was going to be able to maintain contact.

Panting heavily, Georgette pulled me up to her and had me lie on my back while she removed my briefs. I’ll admit I was looking forward to this. I had heard so many good things about how experienced older women were at giving head that I decided I was just going to lie back and enjoy it.

She spent a lot of time licking the underside of my shaft, then moved on to the head and finally took my whole shaft in her warm mouth. She continued swirling her tongue around my glans while I rubbed her shoulders and told her how good it felt.

She crawled up beside me sooner than I would have liked, but she was ready to move on to bigger and better things. I positioned myself at the entrance to her sex, and slowly tried to enter her. I tried several times, but she was as tight as a virgin.

She apologized, saying she just needed to relax some more. I told her I knew what would help, and happily went down on her one more time. This time I ate her with verve, pushing her legs up to her chest to give me complete access to her slit. I love that position, because a woman’s whole vagina down to her asshole is open for examination by my eyes and tongue. I used extra saliva and tongued her hole inside and out, exciting her without bringing her to the point of climax.

When I thought she had squirmed enough, I moved forward and found her tunnel more than ready to receive my tool. I rocked with her back and forth, kissing her as we fucked. Her eyes were rolled back in her head the whole time I was in her. I sat up with her feet on my shoulders, and continued to stroke her. I licked her arches and played with her breasts and then she asked if she could be on top for a while. No problem here! She didn’t appear too comfortable up there, however; we just couldn’t find a good rhythm.

I crawled out from under her and got behind her. She said that was her favorite position, and it’s mine too. She pushed back against me, meeting me stroke for stroke.

What a tight squeeze she was from this angle! I’d swear I was doing it with a teenager, it was so tight. We had fucked for an hour before moving to this position, and I only lasted another ten minutes, before emptying my load deep inside her. This was a first for me, as I have always pulled out. But it was at her request, and it was the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had.

She thanked me, then went to the bathroom to wash up. We dozed off together, but my internal sex mechanism was thinking of anything but sleep!

I woke at four, and found I was spooning her. I slid my hand up to her breast and gently kissed the back of Georgette’s neck, slowly waking her. She rolled onto her back, and I took my tongue on another tour of her body, stopping at each breast before diving back into her sweet pussy. She was moaning more than the night before. I guess by that point she was done with the nervousness.

We did a long, slow missionary fuck this time around, changing pace near the end when I couldn’t hold my enthusiasm back any longer. I waited for her to come before I exploded again inside her. She said it was better than she’d ever imagined sex could be, and I told her I didn’t want to disappoint her, as it was pretty clear it had been a while since anyone had treated her right.

It was time to get up when we finished, as I had to make it to work—with a smile on my face! I told her I would try to make it down the following Friday if I could get off, and she said she and Pam were looking forward to my coming down again.

All week I thought about how I could get with the daughter and not have her mother find out. I didn’t know what kind of jealousy would be generated by that move, but I was willing to take the risk.

When I called later that week to confirm that I would be able to come, Georgette told me that Pam was looking forward to going dancing again, and added that Pam would be wearing a skin-tight dress and looking very hot for my visit. She knew exactly what I was after!

When I arrived, I sat down on the couch next to Pam, and we talked to her mom while we watched the tube for a bit. I took her feet in my lap and started giving her a foot massage. That led to a calf rub, and I had to stop myself several times from going any further. From the moment I got there we couldn’t keep our hands off each other.

I got dressed to go out, and Pam did the same. I asked Georgette what she was wearing, and she said she was going to stay home. Then she told us to have a good time.

I couldn’t have been happier. I didn’t have to worry about behaving myself. And neither did Pam—when we got in the car she hiked up her dress and told me she’d worn her favorite black G-string just for me. I was in for a wild night.

We got drinks and found a seat. There was hardly anybody there, as it was early, but those who were just kept staring. She sat down on my lap and started tonguing my ear, then grabbed my hand and tried to put it up her dress.

I’m not one for a public show, so I put a stop to that. I told her we should dance a bit, and work off some of the sexual energy we were storing up.

We began just dancing normally, then we got a little closer and were dirty dancing the rest of the night. I’m sure the bouncers were enjoying the show. There were five of the big lugs forming a wall near us.

Then she said, quite coyly, “How far do you think we could get before they threw us out?” I told her I thought we’d better leave instead of finding out, and she happily followed me to the parking lot. This girl was anything but shy—she gave me the choice of going to a cheap motel or doing it on the beach. Of course I picked the latter, and we headed back toward the condo.

I took some towels out of my trunk, and we scurried down to the ocean. We laid them in a semi-secluded spot. Before I could even get my shirt off she was already lying down naked, waiting for me to join her. I kissed her passionately, but when I looked up there was a pair of people headed down the beach toward us. I told her, and all she said, before giving me another lip-lock was, “So, let ’em watch.”

After they passed, my bravery was restored and I went straight for her perky breasts. She didn’t let me stay there long, pushing me down to her finely trimmed bush.

She had a narrow strip of hair running from her tan line to her twat, making a perfect runway for my tongue. I took all the time in the world to enjoy that sweet meat, sliding up and down between the folds of skin, sucking the juices into my mouth and teasing her clit with my thumb. I let her come three times before moving up beside her and letting her get a taste of her own sex on my lips as I Frenched her. I almost got whiplash when she threw me back on the towel and moved to engulf my rod.

She had the most eager mouth I’d ever had on my prick. As she took the full length in her mouth, her tongue was doing a number on the underside, where it’s most sensitive. She stroked me while she sucked and fondled my balls with her free hand.

I was really getting into it when she stopped and pulled me on top of her. I entered her slowly, making her squirm all over, because I knew she just wanted me to give it to her. She was having none of that nonsense, and thrust her hips up to meet mine, burying my member in her moist heat.

What an incredible feeling! Her pussy muscles were doing a major squeeze number on me. We tried all variations of the missionary before she climbed on top. She made herself comfortable and got to work, gyrating her hips in a circular motion and pounding me for all she was worth!

She got tired pretty fast (three orgasms can do that to you), so we switched to the doggie-style, which, she informed me, was her favorite way. Like mother, like daughter, I guess!

Then I got the surprise of the evening. She pulled me out and lay spread-eagled in front of me. Turning her head over her shoulder, she said, “You know where I want it now, don’t you?” She didn’t have to ask twice! I bent down and ran my tongue down the crack of her ass, darting it in and out of her puckered hole. It was already pretty wet from her own cunt juices running into it, and it didn’t take long before I was deep in her tender young ass. I couldn’t get enough of this! All too soon I blasted her ass with my sticky come.

When we were done, we had sand sticking to us everywhere. We swam in the ocean to wash it off. Then Pam suggested we go for a walk in the buff. We went maybe a quarter mile before turning back, and almost immediately there was a man heading for us from inland with a walkie-talkie.

He said, “Don’t worry, I won’t turn you in. I do it myself sometimes. But my friend is shore patrol, and he’ll be by in about fifteen minutes, so you might want to be gone by then.” We thanked him for the warning and beat feet out of there.

What a fantastic night! The next day they all flew back north, and I drove back to Pembroke Pines. On the way I found a note in my car from Pam, thanking me for a very memorable vacation, complete with her address, phone number and her black G-string.—
L.F., Pembroke Pines, Florida

A LUST-CRAZED FAN, A SEXY CELEB, A CAMERA: WHAT MORE COULD YOU ASK?

I keep telling Carrie she should be the one writing this, but she’s such a space cadet, I know she’ll never get around to it. So here’s the scoop: Carrie and I are roomies at a college where it can snow until May, so we made plans to spend spring break in the Bahamas. Soon after our arrival, Carrie heard that a certain movie star was vacationing at a nearby resort. I won’t say who, as I learned all about libel stuff in a journalism class last semester and don’t want to end up in court. Mr. X is blond and hunky, and Carrie has one of his posters tacked to the ceiling above her dorm bed. Since she has the top bunk, that puts her pretty close to him every night.

Carrie likes this leading man a lot. When one of my classes was canceled because the prof was sick, I got back to the dorm earlier than usual and found Carrie in her bunk, naked, with her legs spread wide. She was tugging her left nipple. It was an inch long and so stiff it looked like a pinkie sticking up. She was rubbing her pussy with the other hand. She didn’t hear me come in because she was wearing headphones. The volume was so high that I recognized the CD as the soundtrack from Mr. X’s latest movie. She kept saying his name over and over like a mantra, lost in her own little world.

Any guy on campus would have died to be in my shoes then. Carrie is really pretty, with dark hair and big brown eyes. What the boys like best, though, is that she has exceedingly large breasts for so petite a girl. The first time we got undressed in front of each other, I kidded that if law school didn’t pan out, she could always work as a lingerie model. Her nipples also drew attention. I once told her that no matter what type of bra she wore, they stuck out like thimbles.