Letters to Penthouse V (18 page)

When I got there, she was standing beside the chair she’d just been riding, watching the printer and trying her best to look nonchalant. “Hi, Robert,” she said, turning to me. “I was just—”But then she stopped talking. I noticed that her cheeks were flushed red. Perhaps it was my shit-eating grin, or perhaps it was the conspiratorial twinkle in my eye. Maybe, I thought, it was the way my cock was making a tent in my pants the size of a circus big-top. In any case, it was clear that she realized I knew what she’d been up to.

Neither of us said a word. We stood staring at each other in awkward silence for a long time as I tried to think of what to do next. Fortunately Risa acted first. She reached out, wrapped her hand around my cock-bulge and pulled me toward her. Our open mouths met in a deep and passionate kiss that made my toes curl (and probably would have done the same to my hair were it not curly already). I wrapped my arms tightly around her as our tangling tongues tried to caress the deepest regions of each other’s mouth. In my excitement at having finally gotten this far with such a beautiful woman, my hands roamed lower, caressing her big breasts and massaging her soft ass.

Suddenly Risa pushed me away. I groaned inwardly, thinking that I had moved too quickly or that she had just remembered that she didn’t want to get involved with a coworker. Thankfully I was mistaken. She dropped to her knees in front of me, quickly fumbled with my belt and zipper, then pulled my pants to the ground. Released from its confines, my dick sprang forward and bounced a few times against the bridge of her nose.

In an instant Risa was sucking lightly on my cockhead while gently rolling my balls between her fingers. For all her hurrying to get to this point, Risa certainly took her time now. She started by pushing my shaft flat against my belly so that she could use her lips and tongue on my scrotum, licking and tugging at the sac until I was ready to shed tears of joy. The feel of her hot breath against my manhood was enough to make me shake all over. She sucked first one, then the other of my balls into her mouth. Then, still holding my dick flush against my stomach, Risa began to lick up and down the sensitive, veiny underside.

Just when her tickling tongue had brought me to a fever pitch of excitement, Risa changed her approach. Opening her mouth wide to receive me, she grabbed my ass-cheeks with both hands and pulled me in. She took as much of me into her mouth as would fit, which was a considerable amount, and began pumping her head briskly back and forth on my limb. Her tongue danced along my shaft the whole time, rolling up and down the underside and sliding to the right and left. Occasionally she sucked both balls into her mouth at once. The sensation was so intensely pleasurable that I thought for sure I was going to lose my mind!

In very short order I began to feel that glorious feeling bubbling up within my balls. I managed to gasp, “Risa stop. You’re going to make me come!” before frantically looking around the computer room for someplace I could shoot my load where it wouldn’t short-circuit thousands of dollars worth of equipment.

Fortunately Risa was not about to let me ruin any expensive computer hardware. She let my dick slide loose from her lips just long enough to look up and give me a wide, knowing smile, then returned to what she’d been doing with increased energy. Seconds later I wrapped my fingers in her golden hair and began to buck my hips with wild abandon. With a loud groan, I exploded inside her mouth. I could hear her take three huge, gulping swallows as all of my hot, creamy semen made its way down her throat. Risa just kept sucking and swallowing until my hips had stopped moving and my dick lay limp in her mouth.

She rose to her feet with a smile on her lips and a wild, wicked gleam in her eyes. I noticed that she had not, in fact, swallowed all my come. A thin trickle of jism ran down from the corner of her mouth, beaded under her chin for a moment and then dripped to the floor. Just before the next drop fell, she stuck out her tongue and licked most of the come from the corner of her mouth. I could already feel my cock hardening again. It was going to be some night!

“So, what did you think of that?” she asked, slowly wiping away the remains of my come with her index finger, then seductively sucking the finger clean. In answer to her question, I stepped toward her and, hooking my thumbs under the waistband of her shorts, and pushed these, along with her soaked panties, to the floor. I spun her around and sat her down on the edge of a desk. Kneeling in front of her and draping her knees over my shoulders, I buried my face in her muff.

To say Risa was ripe for the tonguing I gave her would be an understatement. Her juices were literally gushing out, soaking both the desktop and my face as I drove her wild with my mouth. “Eat me, eat me!” she said, diddling her clit with a finger to add to her pleasure. She was an incredibly hot woman, working her ass back and forth on the desk as I tunneled into her with the tip of my tongue.

I sucked her love-lips, jousted at her clit with my tongue, and thrust in and out of her deep pussy with my fingers. My hand and face were coated with her sweet nectar.

“Lick my clit,” she said breathlessly. “Suck it like I sucked your dick.” I went to town on her little bud, feeling it swell and throb between my lips. She rocked and rolled against my face, occasionally gasping, “Oh, Robert, that’s it! Do it to me.”

Sensing how hot she was getting, I planted two fingers firmly in her pussy so that my mouth could concentrate exclusively on her hard little clit. Tracing circles around her clit and plucking at it gently with my lips, I began to finger-fuck her with a steadily increasing rhythm. In no time my hand was practically drenched to the wrist with cunt juice as her rocking pelvis began to match the tempo of my busily buried fingers.

And then, just like that, she went over the brink. Feverishly bucking and thrusting against my mouth and hand, and loudly grunting out things that were for the most part incoherent, Risa came wildly for what must have been five solid minutes! It was unbelievable. She jerked backward as she came, and inadvertently leaned against one of the computer keyboards, setting off a loud series of beeps.

When the orgasm finally subsided and her breathing was back to normal, she leaned forward, planted a deep kiss on my lips and began licking her juices from my cheeks and chin.

“Fuck me, Robert,” she purred in my ear. “I want your dick right now. Is it hard?”

“It’s been hard since the first time I saw you,” I said. I took her hand in mine and placed it on my cock, which was hot and throbbing and long as a hammer. Helping her to her feet, I asked Risa to lean up against the printer, in that pose of hers that I loved so much. She did so, with her arms placed wide for support and her ass thrusting out invitingly. I thought of all the times I’d seen her like that and dreamed of pressing my cock into her from behind. Now I was actually going to get my chance.

Grabbing her hips, I entered her pussy from the rear, burying my hungry prong in her tight, dripping oven with a single thrust. She gasped, and so did I. Soon she was meeting my every lunge with a backward surge of her own, hungry for cock and for the pleasure each deep plunge brought her.

I was pumping so hard into her that the printer, a heavy, old-fashioned free-standing model, was rocking on its legs. It looked like it might topple over, but we didn’t care. The machine banged loudly against the floor to the rhythm of our fucking.

Finally, with a loud, “Oh God, Robert, I’m… I’m going to come again!” Risa thrust hard against me and groaned aloud. She shook all over, then went limp as she climaxed. I joined her some three plunges later, pumping an ocean of come deep inside her pussy. Then, exhausted, we sank to the cold tile floor together and rested in each other’s arms.

Five minutes later I noticed that I had left the computer-room door open all that time. I had a feeling that the janitor, if he hadn’t already been up to watch our show, would soon be making his rounds on our floor. I told Risa that we should go somewhere a little more private, like back to my apartment, so we could finish getting to know each other. She readily agreed.

We fucked all night long and didn’t get a minute’s sleep. The next morning there was hell to pay. Risa’s boss wanted to know why all the work she’d stayed late to finish wasn’t done. She didn’t have an answer, but apologized and told him that her mind must’ve been on other things.

As for me, work is now more enjoyable than ever. No one at the office knows about Risa and me, but we now are together almost every night. We also come up with every excuse we can think of to go to the supply room or the basement—anywhere where we might get a few moments of privacy.—
F.A., Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

IN THE GAME OF LOVE, SOMETIMES BOTH PARTNERS CAN WIN—ESPECIALLY IF ONE OF THEM CHEATS

About a year ago, I started working for an interior design company. One of the men there, Ed, had an awesome body and a great personality, and I was deeply attracted to him. We quickly became friends, and did our share of flirting with each other, but nothing ever came of it because he was married.

I left the company after six months to take a part-time job, but still did some work for them on the side. One reason I maintained my connection to the company was Ed. I really enjoyed him and had decided that, if I couldn’t get him into my bed, I’d at least try to spend time with him at the office. But as time went on, my attraction to him just got stronger, and my curiosity got the best of me. I wanted to see how far I could get with him, and one day asked him flatly, “Would you like to have an affair with me?”

He laughed, but I could see from the look in his eyes that he realized I was serious. He changed the subject quickly after that, however, so I backed off.

A few weeks later, Ed announced that he was leaving the company for another job. On his last day there, I was also scheduled to do some work at the office. I wore a tight black shirt and a wraparound skirt to work that day, and Ed greeted me by saying, “You look good enough to eat.”

“Well, how hungry are you?” I teased back.

Ed then took me completely by surprise by reaching out to touch one of my breasts. That simple bit of contact sent shivers down my spine and made my clit twitch. I could feel myself getting very wet as the cunt juice just poured out of me. Unfortunately, just then one of the guys from the shop, who happened to be Ed’s brother-in-law, came down the hall, so we quickly separated. We were both kind of shook up, and didn’t talk much the rest of the day. That night before I left, I wished him luck in his new job, gave him my phone number and told him to call me any time.

I didn’t expect Ed to call, but he did, the following Monday. I was off from work that day, and he told me he wasn’t starting his new job for another week. “My wife is out with the kids all day, and I’m bored,” he said. “Do you want to get together for a few hours?”

My nipples tingled and my pussy sang a song of joy. I gave him directions to my townhouse and told him to be there in an hour.

When he showed up, I could tell he was nervous. He didn’t seem to know what to say. I wanted to tell him, “Just relax, and in a little while we can fuck each other’s brains out,” but thought better of it. I poured us some iced tea, and we talked about his new job.

Soon our conversation got around to what he was doing there with me. “I’ve never done anything like this before,” he said.

“You mean you’ve never fucked a woman before?” I joked.

“No one but my wife since we’ve been married,” he said shyly,

“Well, I won’t bite,” I said. “Not if you don’t want me to.”

We were silent for a few minutes, and then Ed leaned over and kissed me. I tried to really put some wild tongue-action into the kiss, but Ed still seemed kind of shy. I knew I’d have to take control.

“I’ll be right back,” I said, and told him I had to go to the bathroom. Instead, I slipped downstairs, lay on my bed and put my hand down my pants. Then I called out for him to come find me. When he finally showed up in my room a few minutes later, he was greeted with the sight of me sprawled out with my legs spread and my hand thrust down my jeans as I poked at my pussy with a finger.

His cock grew before my eyes, creating a tight bulge in the front of his slacks. It looked like a meaty one, and I was dying to have it in my mouth. I had him sit beside me, then stripped down to my tank top and panties.

From all our past conversations, I knew that his wife didn’t like oral sex, giving or receiving. I’d always told Ed that I was great at giving blowjobs, and now I finally had my chance to show him what I meant. I really do enjoy sucking a dick, so I pulled his shorts off enthusiastically. I looked into the full-length mirror on my wall to see his cock—huge, hard and throbbing just inches from my open mouth. It was time to suck. I was going to enjoy this. I’d waited such a long time!

I slowly circled the head of his penis with my lips and tongue. I also rubbed my clit with the fingers of my left hand, knowing he could see this in the mirror. My right hand was fondling his balls, and I started deep-throating him. He was trembling and tense, and tried to pull my head away from his dick—for the first couple of seconds anyway. But soon he was as into it as I was, pumping his hips and moaning, “Suck… suck it, suck it…” as I fed on his hard cock. I jacked him off as my tongue traveled up and down his shaft, and soon felt him shoot a thick load down my throat. I swallowed it all in a few gulps. It was sticky and sweet. God, I just love the taste of come!

It only took him a few minutes to get hard again. I laid him on his back and climbed on top of him. He grabbed my hips and pulled my pussy toward his mouth. I put my hands on the wall and rested my ass in his palms. He stuck his tongue past my pussy lips and licked around and around. He sucked my clit as wildly as I’d sucked his cock. It went on for about ten minutes. My pussy was throbbing, and I was weak from the orgasms that were bolting through me. But more than anything, I needed to feel his hard cock deep inside me.

“I need you to fuck me, baby!” I urged. I slid off his face and straddled his cock, taking its thick hardness all the way up my cunt. I wanted so badly to come with him inside me that I bounced up and down on it feverishly. I was rocking back and forth, up and down, the fire of pleasure racing through my body.