Penthouse Uncensored V (8 page)

As Tammy worked on Sioban, she occasionally paused to give my swollen cock a rub and me a big wink. When the show was over, Sioban smiled but didn’t say much. After watching a few more dancers perform we decided it was time to head home.

As we headed for the car, neither one of us said anything. Once in the car we didn’t say much either. Instead, Sioban turned to me without a word, put her arms around me and began to kiss me—a French kiss at that!

The only sounds in the car were moans of passion. Sioban rolled toward me so that her chest was rubbing against my arm. I slowly put my right arm around her and began to rub her back. She responded by going straight to my swollen groin. The heavy kissing went on for a few more minutes before I pulled away from her to gaze into her eyes for a moment. Then I told her how beautiful I thought she was and softly kissed her.

Without speaking, she grabbed my hard cock and began her intense kissing again. I slowly moved my hand to her tits. I massaged her breasts through her dress. Her nipples were erect and her breasts were very firm. In fact, the only thing in the car firmer than Sioban’s chest was my aching cock wrapped in her right hand.

Next, I popped the top two buttons on her dress open, revealing a bright red lacy bra. After enjoying the feel of her breasts through the silky material of her bra for a while, I found the front release clasp on her sexy bra and used it. Since her large globes were now exposed for all to see, I suggested we move the car to a more secluded spot. She agreed and temporarily released her stranglehold on my swollen member.

As we drove to the rear of the parking lot (neither of us wanted to take the time to drive any further), she told me how she had long admired me and how watching the dancers grabbing my crotch had looked like so much fun that she just couldn’t keep her hands off of me when we got in the car. I didn’t argue. I just parked the car and grabbed her again, picking up where we’d left off.

Sioban picked up where she’d left off too—at my belt buckle. It didn’t take long for her to release my manhood and suck it deep into her mouth. Back at the strip club, I had pictured Ginger doing this to me, but I had never dared hope that Sioban’s lips would be wrapped around my penis that very evening!

While Sioban was working away, my hands roamed over as much of her body as I could reach. It didn’t take long for me to unload in her mouth. She moaned with pleasure as I filled her up. She kissed her way up to my mouth and I could taste my own juices as I probed her mouth with my passionate tongue.

Our kissing continued as I resumed massaging her tits. Finally, she undid the last few buttons of her dress. The final button revealed red panties matching her red bra. (I almost came a second time just at the sight of them.) Traces of her bush were poking through the lace on either side of her tiny panties. I worked my mouth and tongue down from her face, stopping briefly when I reached her tits and belly button. When I reached her aromatic crotch, I paused and kissed her mound. Then I worked at her inner thigh with my tongue, kissing and licking along the edge of her panties. The aroma of her wet twat was driving me wild.

My first foray beneath her silky panties was limited to just one finger. The warm slickness of her pussy lips tempted me to slip my finger inside her, but I waited. Her panties were now stained by the abundant moisture running from her slit. I continued to kiss my way around her groin before finally pulling her panties to one side and revealing an absolutely beautiful pussy. Her curly black hair was neatly trimmed, leaving just a narrow swath of carpet at the top. The sides of her dripping slit were perfectly clean-shaven.

I dove in head first, working her clit over and occasionally letting my tongue stray to her opening. As I happily tongued away at her, she moaned as if she hadn’t received this kind of service in years. Before long she was trembling with pleasure as a powerful climax overcame her. Her screams of pleasure quickly quieted to heavy breathing as she returned to reality.

I kissed my way back up her body to her mouth. I kissed her, letting her taste her own juices. This was wonderful, but the job wasn’t done yet—my rigidity had returned. I slowly slid my prick up and down the length of her slit, stopping briefly when Sioban moaned, letting me know I had made contact with her clit. After a few moments of this, she grabbed my ass and pulled me in as deep as I could go. We both started going as if there was no tomorrow. I looked and watched my dick pumping in and out of her beautiful, black-haired pussy and glistening with its shiny coat of vagina saliva. The sight of this brought me to the brink once again. I got kind of worried about coming inside her, so I asked her permission.

“Please do,” she answered. Her words released the floodgates. With a loud cry I exploded within her. With my cock still erect and inside of her, we kissed and caressed for a few minutes before getting dressed. As I looked out of the car, I noticed that the parking lot was much more crowded than when we’d first entered the car. Some cars were only ten or twelve yards away. How could they have not noticed us?

Anyway, we both got dressed and commented about how much fun it had been, and how we had never expected something like this to happen, even though we had both wanted it to happen for years.

We had an enjoyable conversation on the way home. Sioban had to use a Kleenex to mop up her panties because my semen was running out of her. After the sun had gone down and we were nearly home, Sioban leaned over, gave me a big smooch and said that she had really enjoyed our trip and that she couldn’t wait to go again. She also wanted to make sure that I kept our little secret.

With a big smile on my face, I assured her that I would. I drove the rest of the way home with the windows down, hoping to air out the car. It had the unmistakable odor of passion, and my wife would no doubt recognize it.

The next day at the office, it was business as usual. We both acted as if nothing had happened. Now every time that I see her walk down the hall my mind wanders back to that special day in September. I just hope that I don’t have to wait till next September to go again.—
F.G., Boston, Massachusetts

SHRINKING VIOLET BLOSSOMS BENEATH THE STROBE LIGHTS

My wife Nancy had a part in a play that ended in two weeks. To celebrate, I took her out for an expensive dinner, and then dancing at a new club. My plan was to see how she would behave in a club if I wasn’t around. While we were dancing at the nightclub, I got a prearranged message on my pager. I pretended to use the phone and then went back to Nancy to tell her I’d have to be gone for at least an hour. If I had to be gone longer, I added, I would leave a message on our home answering machine. Nancy offered to leave with me, but I told her to stay and have a couple of drinks because I would probably be back. I then pretended to leave the club. My friend Steve, who works at the club, led me to a small room where I could watch Nancy through a two-way mirror. She was sitting at a table near the main dance floor. It took less than a minute for a guy to sit across from her and buy her a drink.

At that point, I noticed a group of three well-dressed black men in their mid-thirties checking her out. They were seated in a semi-circular booth—one of those old-style ones with a curtain that could be drawn for privacy. By their table, a magnum of champagne was being chilled. The nicest looking of the three men got up and approached Nancy. He was probably six-five, and he was wearing an expensive Italian suit. Steve had rejoined me earlier, and he now informed me that the black guy’s name was Jim, and that his two friends were Tim and Doug. “Jim’s a real operator,” he added as he left the room.

After a while Jim asked Nancy to dance. She seemed a little tipsy walking toward the dance floor. Jim folded Nancy in his big arms. Soon he started rubbing her back. Eventually his hand was squeezing her ass. Nancy reached around and pushed his hand away, but it soon drifted down there again. After pushing him away a couple of more times, she gave up and nestled closer to him.

I guess this was the encouragement Jim needed. With his hand between her legs, Jim said something to her and she nodded. The guys pushed the table out a little bit and drew the curtain. From my vantage I could see everything, while from down in the club, you’d have to go out of your way to get a peek.

Nancy climbed onto the table and turned to face Jim. She reclined on her back, resting on her elbows, her pussy right in Jim’s face. She lifted her ass up off the table and he removed her thong, balling it up and putting it into his coat pocket. He then pushed her dress up and spread her legs. Slowly he ran his tongue up and down the seam of her little red bush. Tim and Doug just smiled and sipped their champagne, watching the proceedings with relish. It wasn’t long before Nancy was moaning and pulling Jim’s head into her crotch. Finally, she began trembling as a huge orgasm coursed through her.

When she had caught her breath, Nancy sat up on the table and pulled the dress over her head. The guys’ eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when they saw how big and firm her tits were. All Nancy had on now was a pair of black stockings and high heels. She reached over, undid Jim’s buckle, unzipped his pants and pulled down his slacks and underwear. Out sprang a huge black cock nearly twice as big as mine. Nancy grinned devilishly, wrapped a hand around it and gave it a few pumps. Then she leaned back on the table and let her legs dangle over the edge.

Jim stood before her, and with his hand he guided his cock up and down along her wet slit, coating it with her copious juices. Then he slowly started to penetrate her, inching his way deeper with each stroke.

Nancy’s box is really tight, so I wasn’t sure he’d be able to fit it all in; but after about twenty strokes he was buried to the hilt and his big balls were draped over her asshole. There was a look of sublime satisfaction on Nancy’s face when she realized she’d taken his whole cock inside her.

Jim proceeded to give her a nice slow fuck. With each stroke, he pulled his cock nearly all the way out and then slowly slid it back in till it disappeared inside her. Doug and Tim, not wanting to be left out, leaned in from either side to suck on a tit. Nancy’s nipples are really sensitive, so I knew this would get her super hot. Jim then started fucking her harder. Nancy met his every thrust, trying to get every inch of his dick inside her. Soon she was squirming about so much, Doug and Tim had a hard time keeping their mouths on her nipples.

This scene was better than I’d even imagined. Nancy’s milky white skin contrasted amazingly with Jim’s deep umber. The sight of that huge, black, glistening hose stretching out her little pink slit was making my heart pound and my dick ache. I knew he was reaching places inside of her I’d never been.

Nancy was so transported by the fucking Jim was giving her she didn’t even notice when Doug took his mouth off her tit and opened up the booth’s curtain. The dance floor was treated to the sight of a lovely young redhead, totally naked, her legs spread wide to accommodate the immense black cock ramming into her. Jim lifted her legs onto his powerful shoulders and really started giving it to her. Nancy panted and writhed, yelling at him to fuck her even harder. Finally she began convulsing and tossing her head from side to side as a massive orgasm swept through her.

I guess the sight of her come sent Jim over the edge. He growled and his thrusts became short jabs as he blasted his cream into my wife’s spasming pussy. He shot the first few spurts deep, then he pulled out and sprayed thick jets of gooey cream all over her pubic hair.

Just then, a song ended and people started clapping. I thought Nancy would turn fifty shades of red when she realized she’d had an audience. But, to my utter dismay, she smiled, stood up and took a bow. She was shiny with sweat, her nipples were stiff and aroused and her pubic hair was visibly matted with come. While everyone watched, my wife got on her knees in front of Jim, sucked the come off his dick and zipped him up.

By now it was getting late, and (perhaps due to Nancy’s fine example) the club really started to hop. I saw women dancing topless and a guy getting a blowjob from a cute blonde.

After they finished their champagne, Jim took Nancy by the hand and led her, like his personal slut, up the stairs and into the VIP rooms. Doug and Tim went along. I had to go down a corridor and look through several different two-way mirrors before I found where they went. My efforts weren’t wasted.

They were in an empty room that had an upholstered table in the middle of it. Jim told Nancy to lay back and spread her legs. She willingly obeyed. Tim and Doug then undid their pants. Their cocks were as big as Jim’s. Doug’s was even a little thicker. When he slipped that thing into Nancy’s slick cunt, she just about went crazy, but her moaning was soon silenced when Tim pushed his tool into her mouth. When passers-by saw that a hot young redhead was being doublefucked by two big black men, they came in to watch.

Soon a good-sized crowd had gathered. A nice-looking brunette in a minidress leaned over, braced herself against the table with her arms and started wiggling her ass provocatively at the guy behind her. The guy lifted her dress, freed his cock and penetrated her. She formed an “O” with her lips and began grinding her hips, all the while staring in rapt arousal at Nancy.

Nancy was well worth staring at. She was on her back, her legs spread wide and Doug’s dark meat sliding back and forth in her wet pussy. Her sweet lips were wrapped around a second, big black cock, and she was massaging her own breasts and tweaking her nipples with her hands. She seemed to be coming every two minutes.

It was so incredible. I had to remind myself time and again that this was my wife down there, enjoying the thrill of carnal pleasures in a room of strangers.

The two guys picked up the pace as they approached their climaxes. Nancy thrust her pelvis to meet each of Doug’s strokes even as she gently stroked Tim’s big balls, trying to coax the cream out of them.

“Here it comes baby,” Tim bellowed. His cock started pulsing and a torrent of come erupted into Nancy’s mouth. She tried to swallow it, but she was panting so hard that much of it spilled over her lips and chin. Suddenly she started shaking wildly. Tim’s cock slipped out of her mouth and she gasped, “I’m coming! I’m coming! Fuck me, yeah, fuck me!”