Penthouse Uncensored V (55 page)

The next morning Cora told me she’d heard from Ted about Gladys’s getting gang-fucked. She asked me if I liked sharing her with several men. I only smiled, and refrained from asking her if she knew that Ted was the leader of the pack.

Anyway, next time will be different. It’ll be Cora’s turn, and I’ll lead the pack!—
L.C., Liberal, Kansas

BAND ROMPS IN THE HEATHER ON HER BIRTHDAY, WHILE SHE BLOWS A FEW HORNS

I started playing the guitar for the same reason most teenage guys start playing: to get laid.

And it works. I’ve had more sex with more girls than anyone’s had a right to have, I swear. I’ve been playing since I was fifteen, drifting from one band to the next until getting with the guys I’m with now. We’ve been together for eight years. We’re all in our thirties and know we’re not going to make it big, but we still love to play. And yes, we still love to get laid.

My brother Aaron called me one Friday and said a friend of his was having a party and wanted to see if she could use our services. He asked if they could come to our rehearsal the next day to listen. Of course, I said.

Since I’m the only unmarried man in the band, we practice at my house. (I guess I needn’t explain that at any length.) The next day we were warming up, playing a few songs, when my brother’s car pulled into the driveway. Leander, our black drummer, leaned over and looked out the window. “Lord God Almighty! Look at this chick!” he alerted us.

Walking toward the house was one of the sexiest girls I had ever seen. Even wearing heels she was at least nine inches shorter than Aaron, who is six feet tall. Her waist-length hair framed a gorgeous face and she wore tight jeans that perfectly accentuated her curves. She wore an oversized leather jacket, so we were not able to measure her chest with our eyes.

Damian, our singer, said what we were all thinking. “I want to see her tits. Baby, loosen, better yet lose, thy bomber jacket and let us see what it’s our sacred birthright to see!”

I went to the door to let them in and led them to the rehearsal room. Aaron came in, unaware of the effect his guest was having on us.

“This is Heather,” the fool said simply.

She stepped forward, petite and smiling. “Hi,” she said softly, making me hard.

I asked, “So, what kind of party are you having?”

“It’s my nineteenth birthday party, in two weeks,” she answered.

Damian said, “Well, permit me to introduce the band. I’m Damian, the singer. Kenny and Brian, guitars. Thor plays bass and his brother, Leander, drums. Why don’t you sit down and let us play some for you?”

Then Leander did his part by suggesting, “Why don’t you take off your jacket?”

The whole band watched anxiously and she seemed to enjoy the attention. She slowly unzipped the jacket, teasing us expertly. She thrust her chest forward as she slid the jacket from her shoulders. She wore a tight T-shirt with a cartoon character on the front. Leander couldn’t help himself from uttering, “Holy shit!”

Heather smiled shyly and said, “Thank you.”

Grabbing Aaron, I said, “We’re gonna go get ourselves some brews.” Once out of the room I said, “Brother, where’d you find that piece of ass?”

He said he had been doing some electrical work on her mom’s house and overheard about the party, so he suggested my band as musicians.

Shaking his hand, I said, “Thanks, man!” Shit, I’d almost be willing to work the gig for free, if only Heather would—oh man, I told myself, now you
are
crazy!

When we got back to the room, Heather was in the middle of the band and they were crowded close to her.

She was obviously enjoying all the attention. When we got back, we got situated and started playing. After a few beers, we passed a joint around. Heather started dancing and we went into an original song, a slow one.

It had the desired effect. Her hands began roaming over her body. She kept moving closer to us and when the song ended, she dropped to her knees in front of Damian. She went straight for his zipper and pulled out his cock!

The rest of us took the cue and gathered around her, pulling out our dicks. We almost got into a fight, pulling her off each other’s dick so each could fuck her mouth. She sucked us like that for about an hour. She smiled sweetly, having digested all our jism, and said, “I’ll call you in a couple of days. After I clean up, Aaron honey, would you please take me home?”

A few days passed before she called and we settled all the details. I had to go to her house to pick up the check from her mom. I learned that her parents were leaving her alone for the weekend of the party.

The day of the party, we arrived and set up our equipment while Heather was rushing around, getting ready. When the guests started showing up, she emerged from her room wearing a plaid mid-thigh skirt with white lace thigh-highs and black high heels. She had on a tight white shirt with short sleeves. She came over in front of us and spread her arms. “Well boys, how do I look?”

Leander stood up and said, “I can’t speak for everyone, but I’m as hard as a cleanup hitter’s bat!”

There were about fifty people there and Heather must have danced with every guy among them. Everyone that I saw got a good handful of her too. After watching about a dozen guys grope her and lift her skirt, we realized she was wearing a thong. At one point she went into another room with three guys and didn’t come back for twenty minutes. Somehow, the party went on without her.

After playing for hours on end, we were glad when the party started to break up. Guys were being dragged out by their girlfriends, and single girls were leaving with lucky guys. But nine or ten guys were still hanging around Heather. A couple of them still had their hands on her. We packed up our equipment and started leaving, feeling disappointed.

“You guys aren’t leaving, are you?”

It was Heather, who quickly added, “I’ll get rid of these losers. Wait a few minutes while I do, will you?”

Despite the chilly night, we went into the backyard, and in another twenty minutes Heather came out. Because of the cold weather, it was obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra.

Aaron asked, “So what do you want to do?”

Heather looked confused before she said, “Don’t you guys want to fuck me?”

We roared “Yes!” in unison. Then Damian added, “I wanna see those tits!”

Heather obligingly took off her shirt and then dropped to her knees. We surrounded her once more and it turned into another circle suck. She stood up and all six of us towered over her. She removed her thong and said, “Fuck me, guys!”

She bent over and took my cock into her mouth as Leander took her doggie-style and sank his thick black cock into her pussy. Soon I shot my load down her throat and Leander, having held his climax back, turned her around and thrust his cock into her mouth, which was soon filled with jism. She dutifully swallowed every drop. Thor, now behind her, plunged his cock into her pussy.

We kept fucking the little vixen like that for longer than I care to calculate, until she said, “Let’s go inside, guys.”

We followed her into the kitchen and she bent over the table and said, “I want each of you to fuck me square in the asshole.”

We complied. Bobby stepped up first and, using olive oil to lube her up, slid his cock full length into her rectum. He started ramming away, making her moan and occasionally issue a joyous yell.

Her wails brought cheers from the rest of us. Each of us took a turn in her tight ass, fucking her to the cheers of our friends until she was a bit looser.

It was starting to get light out when I flopped off to sleep. Before I lost consciousness, I saw Leander pull Heather atop himself as Thor again mounted her from behind. When I woke up a few hours later, Heather was lying with her head on Thor’s belly as he slept. She was idly sucking his big sausage, at the moment limp as a rag doll. When she noticed me watching her, she asked, “Why just watch? Don’t you want to put your dick in my ass again?”

This I gladly did as she got up on her hands and knees and continued sucking Thor’s dick. When I was mounted, Aaron crawled over and said, “Let me get into her pussy.”

We all adjusted and soon she was between me and Aaron, with me on top. After each of us came again, we all collapsed in a heap. Heather rolled over on her back and looked at the ceiling, declaring, “Jesus! That was the best birthday party I ever had! I’m going to be sore for days, but remembering the fucking that made me sore just might make me come again!”

Then Leander looked up and said, “But how about one more blowjob?”

Heather smiled and said, “All right, just one more for each of you.”

Unfortunately, Aaron, Thor and I couldn’t get hard again, so we watched.

Ladies and gentlemen, all names in this story have been changed to protect my friends’ marriages!—
J.P., Levittown, Pennsylvania

A BEAUTIFUL DAY IN THE MOUNTAINS BECOMES A DAY TO REMEMBER FOREVER

It all began when my husband of three years was working away from home for a month. After listening to my neighbors fuck all night long, I was horny and needed a man to hold onto real bad. Not wanting to spend the whole day listening to the neighbors screw, I got my camera and headed to the mountains for the day to shoot some pictures.

I drove with the windows of my truck down, so the wind blew my long hair freely. It was sunrise, and the mountains were beautiful. I stopped by a little stream and took a nice picture of the mountains and the stream. I was feeling just great until I got back into my truck and found that it would not start. Here I was, way off the main road, with no food or water, and miles from anywhere.

I had been sitting in the truck for four hours when I heard some motorcycles coming down the road. They stopped and did the same things I had done. They lifted the hood and looked at the motor. After a few minutes of this they said they didn’t know what was wrong, but they were on their way to meet some friends and I could ride along with them to the campgrounds.

I said no at first, but I was hot and dry, and who knows who would ever come this way for a while? Frank, who seemed like the head of the group, said that he would take care of me and get me back to town okay. I never could have dreamed how he would take care of me. Jumping on his bike felt great, putting my arms around his waist as we motored down the road.

I was glad to get to the campgrounds, because every time we hit a bump, my hands would bump Frank’s dick. The vibration of the bike was making me horny. Or maybe it was because I had not had my arms around any man for a while. They pulled off the road and went off into the trees near the stream, but we were not at the campgrounds where I thought we were going.

I became concerned until I saw two other women there by a van with three other guys. That made three girls and eight guys altogether. We rode up, and everyone seemed to know each other. One of the girls asked me if I was Frank’s old lady. I told her I had broken down early this morning and they had given me a lift.

One of the girls, who said her name was Ginny, came over and handed me a cold beer. She looked me up and down, then giggled and walked away. The guys that I came with were laughing and sucking down one beer after another.

Frank walked over to me and handed me another beer and asked if I would like a hit on a joint, but I said no. I said maybe I should walk down to the campground and find someone to help me, or call a ranger or something. I said my grandfather lives just over the mountain and he could help me. Frank said he knew him real well, and when he was done here he would take me there.

Frank made me feel at ease. He was a good-looking guy and he turned me on, so I stayed close to him. Where he went, I went. He told me everyone’s name, but I didn’t remember any of their names but Hog and Ginny. I asked Frank why they called him Hog, and all he would say was that if I was lucky I would find out, and let it go at that.

They completed their business and then they started to play. Soon some people were skinny-dipping in the stream, but I remained cautious and stuck to Frank like glue. A guy Ginny was making out with picked her up and carried her over to a table. He set her down on her back, put his head between her legs and then ate her out like there was no tomorrow. Everyone circled around the table and watched her get a great cunt lapping.

Frank had slipped around behind me and was rubbing his hard dick into my ass-cheeks ever so softly. My nipples were rock hard.

Next, another guy came up to the table and stuck his dick into Ginny’s mouth and was fucking her mouth. A guy was jerking off nearby. The next thing that happened was that the guy they called Hog took the place of the guy between Ginny’s legs and dropped his pants. Out popped the biggest dick I had ever seen. I couldn’t believe it was real. I fantasized about what it would be like for a woman to take it inside her.

It was as big as Ginny’s arm. It must have been fourteen inches long and at least three inches thick, and the head was the biggest of all. I just could not believe my eyes. I was in a daze. I could not move, I stood and watched that big dick move in and out of her. I had never watched anyone fuck before, but I could not stop looking.

I realized that Frank was rubbing my tits slowly through my shirt. I had not worn a bra, and now my nipples were like rocks. I was in a trance. I was so hot, my pussy was flowing.

Frank was fast peeling me out of my clothes. Someone had placed a blanket by the table, and in seconds I was naked and on the blanket, spread wide open for everyone to see. I was not only willing but eager for Frank to take me, so eager that when the head of his dick parted my cunt lips, I exploded in orgasm time and time again.

Another girl was sucking my tits, and one of the other guys was sticking his dick in my mouth. I was so hot, I wanted them all. I sucked and fucked for everything I had. I never knew it could feel so great. Frank blew his load in me and pulled out. I was telling him not to stop. He said, “You are going to get the fucking of your life.”

By then another guy had taken Frank’s place, and away I went again. I came time after time, with super orgasms like I never had before. Then Ginny came over and sat on my face and ran her pussy over it. Her juices with the traces of Hog’s come were wonderful. I was in a state of tranquillity and loving every bit of it.