Letters to Penthouse XIII (12 page)
Bonnie, whose self-manipulation had not stopped for a moment, was crowded into the comer by the other girls’ sprawling bodies. Then even that corner was encroached upon as June spread herself out full-length on the backseat.
“Can I come in front with you?” Bonnie asked me, pulling her hand reluctantly out of her skirt. “It’s kind of crowded back here.”
“Sure,” I said.
My head was twisted around as I watched June and Sarah, who were now scrabbling at each other’s clothing. June’s skirt was up around her waist, and Sarah’s blouse was open while June worked at her bra. As Bonnie got out and came around to slide in behind the steering wheel, I turned myself around and got up on my knees on the seat to get a better view without spraining my neck.
Sarah’s tits were exposed now, and June was sucking them. Sarah was moaning and at the same time working June’s panties down her legs. I was fascinated. I had never seen two girls together, except in porno flicks, and the live experience was a lot better.
“Can I suck your cock now?” Bonnie said.
Well, I had no objection. My dick was sticking out of my still-open fly, hard and throbbing as I watched the two chicks in the backseat. But if I turned around to let Bonnie get at it, it would mean giving up the show, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to do that, not even in order to get sucked.
But Bonnie took care of that dilemma. She just lay down on her side and stuck her head in between my stomach and the back of the seat, and in a moment I felt her soft warm lips around my pole.
I shifted my hips back just a shade to give her room to move her head. Which she did. Beautifully. As she adjusted her body, her hand slipped back under her skirt.
The girls in the back were still pulling at each other’s clothes between kisses and gropes. Sarah’s skirt and panties were on the floor, her blouse gaping open, her bra around her neck. June still had a thin top on, but the protrusion of her nipples against it told me that she had no bra. Her skirt was rucked up around her waist.
As soon as Sarah managed to get June’s panties off, she turned herself around so that she was crouching over the blonde girl in a 69 position. I watched her full, naked tits swaying beneath her, and my cock jerked in Bonnie’s mouth. Then Sarah lowered her head between June’s widespread legs and at the same time lowered her crotch onto the other’s waiting mouth.
Two female moans rent the air simultaneously. They weren’t the only sounds, though. Bonnie was making little throaty noises around my cock as she went on diddling herself, and my breath was coming in quick loud gasps as I was stimulated both by Bonnie’s moving mouth and tongue and by the spectacle I was watching.
The girls in the backseat were writhing and clutching each other, each one’s head buried between the other’s straining thighs. All I could see of Sarah’s head was her dark hair, but I caught glimpses of June’s face below Sarah’s round ass, her eyes glazed and rolling as she gave and received what appeared to be the most ecstatic pleasure.
They came almost simultaneously, and the sight of those two gorgeous bodies twisting against each other, spasming in climax, and the sounds of moaning and gasping that filled the car sent me over the edge, and with a loud gasp of my own, I blew my load in Bonnie’s still-sucking mouth.
I guess she swallowed it, but I don’t know. I’m not exactly proud of it, but the fact is that even though Bonnie had given me a really fine blowjob, my attention was still mainly on June and Sarah. They were face-to-face again, and they were kissing each other—tenderly and lovingly this time, but still with plenty of tongue work. My just-drained dick was already twitching again.
“I did it, June,” Bonnie announced. “I sucked him. Will you do me again now?”
Talk about a one-track mind. I was about to offer to diddle her myself, with any part of me she wanted, when June tore her mouth from Sarah’s long enough to say, “Sure, baby.”
Immediately, Bonnie slid out of her seat and moved around to the back again. Sarah straightened up, buttoned her blouse and pulled on her skirt, then came around and got behind the wheel. She looked at me as if she had no idea how I’d gotten there.
“That was nice,” I said.
“We’re so glad you enjoyed yourself,” Sarah said, in a tone that could have frozen the Sahara Desert. “You can go now.”
I took the hint. I wanted to ask her why the hell they had gotten me there in the first place, but I figured it wouldn’t do any good. As I pulled away in my truck I saw that June’s hand was under Bonnie’s skirt again.—
M.V., Erie, Pennsylvania
FOR HIS THIRTIETH BIRTHDAY, HIS WIFE GIVES HIM WHAT HE ALWAYS WANTED—HER ASS
My wife and I have only been married for three years, but we were college sweethearts and dated for a long time before getting hitched. While I had slept with a decent number of other women before settling down, I was too young to have experimented a whole lot, so I didn’t find out until later that I was an ass man.
My wife Georgia is very slim and petite at five feet and one-hundred pounds, but her 34D tits and nicely shaped rear end attract a lot of attention. We have an active sex life, but until a few weeks ago she never let me fulfill my fantasy of having anal sex with her. Being so small, she feared it would be too painful and might cause serious damage. Then came my thirtieth birthday.
As soon as I got home from work that day, I knew something was in the air. Georgia was dressed in see-through black-lace lingerie, the living room was lit with candles and a picnic basket rested on a blanket on the floor. Without saying a word, Georgia undressed me down to my boxers and led me to the blanket.
Looking at her, I didn’t think I’d be eating too much, But I guessed that my appetite would be satisfied nonetheless. She fed me chocolate-covered strawberries and grapes as I lay back on the blanket. Then she asked whether I wanted some honey, which I eagerly accepted. She pulled the black negligee off her shoulders and smeared honey all over her tits. I leaned over and lapped up every drop until she said, “There’s more down below.” I ripped off her lingerie and dived between her legs. I could tell by the musky scent and the lubrication dripping down her legs that she was very turned on.
After a few minutes, Georgia said, “I haven’t gotten anything to eat yet!” Then she dipped some honey onto the hard-on peeking through the fly of my boxers and licked it off. Pulling down my underwear, she dribbled more honey onto my member before engulfing it. She sucked and slurped my cock, running her lips and tongue over the shaft when it wasn’t in her mouth. After every few strokes she would run her tongue over my balls and lift my butt up so she could rim my asshole. I could feel the come welling up inside my balls, and a few minutes later I shot a huge load of spunk down her throat. She eagerly swallowed every drop I gave her,
Georgia then took my hand and led me into the bedroom. We immediately jumped into bed and began ravishing each other. I worked my way down her body, tasting the remnants of honey on her chest as I proceeded to her pussy. Almost as soon as I began tonguing her clit, she grabbed my head and exploded into my mouth. I kept lapping up her juices, and in five minutes she’d had two more orgasms.
All of her bucking and moaning got me aroused again, and soon my soldier was standing at attention. When my wife noticed this she rolled away from me. Sitting back on my heels, I watched her reach into the nightstand drawer and pull out a tube of K-Y jelly. With a wicked smile, she handed me the tube and got onto her hands and knees, facing away from me. She looked back over her shoulder beckoning to me with her ass sticking up in the air, and said with a smile, “Happy birthday, honey.”
After all the years of thinking about it, I knew exactly what to do. I squeezed out some jelly and covered my twitching cock. Then I squirted a dollop into her crack and began working the slippery substance around her anus. I dilated her sphincter with my finger before I got ready to penetrate her rectum and work my way to nirvana.
I pushed my cock up against her brown button and started to enter her slowly. Because she was so small, it took me a while to get all the way in. Once I was in, she relaxed a little, and I began to pump. It was extremely tight in there, and it felt better than anything I’d ever had before. Pleasure rippled through my body as I rammed my meat into her stretched asshole. I could tell from the moans and gasps that Georgia was enjoying it, too. I grabbed the sides of her ass and continued to pump faster and faster. The sensation of the sphincter wrapped so tightly around my cock, coupled with her grunting and moaning, proved to be too much for me. That time it felt like my orgasm took an hour to boil up from my testicles, And I clutched her cheeks as hard as I could as I exploded into her ass. A moment later Georgia screamed out as a climax hit her, and when she was done thrashing around and telling me how much she loved
it,
we both collapsed onto the bed. I rolled off her and watched my come run out of her asshole.
Georgia snuggled up to me and gave a me a deep, long kiss before putting her head on my shoulder. Then she said, “I never knew fulfilling one of your fantasies could feel so good.” She flashed that wicked smile at me again, letting me know that the door was now open for other sexual experimentation. You know, I always wanted to be part of a threesome …—
B.H., Altoona, Pennsylvania
THEY EXPLORED EVERY ASPECT OF SEX: UP AND DOWN, IN AND OUT, FRONT AND BACK
I’ve always had quite an interest in sex, but my interest has developed and expanded in several new directions since I met my uninhibited, sexy and incredibly exciting lover, Ronny, who is now my husband. We met a few years back at a time when I was casually dating an old college buddy of his named Howard. Ronny had unexpectedly moved back to town, and they both turned up at my door after a night of dancing at Howard’s favorite club. I thought of him just as Howard’s friend, until Howard began teasing him about the time he “saw his red eye.” You see, they had both been disk jockeys at their college radio station, and one day Howard walked into the studio while Ronny was eagerly eating away at his girlfriend with his ass toward the door. This story really caught my interest, because Howard would never go down on me. He was pretty traditional, not to mention pretty dull, in the sack. At roughly the same time, unbeknownst to me, Howard had actually confided to Ronny that I had expressed an interest in having anal sex, and Ronny found it quite intriguing that a girl would be interested in getting backdoor penetration.
As you can guess, things didn’t last too long with Howard. I found myself talking to Ronny regularly. We spoke on the phone a lot, and then we began spending more and more time together. We fell for each other deep and hard, and soon we were dating seriously. He was quite surprised to find out that although I was in my twenties, I had yet to experience my first orgasm. He surprised me one day by giving me a vibrator as a present, and he encouraged me to use it frequently.
At first I was hesitant to try the vibrator. It took me a few months, but when I did, I couldn’t believe what I’d been missing. The sensation would begin in my toes, like a sensual tickle, and soon a lightning bolt that made me see stars would flash through my body. Then the contractions would begin, making me feel each nerve ending and sensation even more. I would usually end my orgasm by laughing uncontrollably because it really felt so good.
After the first time I tried the vibrator, I phoned Ronny excitedly. He was eager to hear me describe every detail of my newfound sensations, and he encouraged me to use the vibrator more often. Soon I was launching myself into outer space morning, noon and night. I was so elated by these new experiences that I would sometimes burst out laughing in public for no apparent reason. My friends thought I was on drugs or something, seeing me so giggly and happy. Little did they know that I was on a natural, God-given high.
Soon Ronny and I moved in together, and I really discovered what an open-minded, erotic and extremely kinky lover he was. He loved to read
Penthouse Letters
to me while I played with my vibrator. He loved watching my face as my body quivered and I shook in orgasm. We went to a porn shop one day, and he bought me something he called a G-spot vibrator because he’d been reading up about G-spot orgasms on the Internet. When we got home he suggested I give myself a few orgasms with my regular vibrator to get myself ready for the treat he was about to unleash on me.
I had come several times and was still holding my electric lover against my clitoris when Ronny slowly began to insert his new toy inside me. Suddenly I began experiencing completely new sensations. They felt strange at first, but Ronny told me to relax. He put a porn flick in the VCR and told me to sit back and watch it. He told me to pretend I was one of those girls on the screen. I watched a girl give a guy a blowjob while another guy ate her out, and soon I felt nothing but lusty desire. I became more relaxed while Ronny touched nerve endings inside me that never experienced this sort of attention.
Soon I felt this incredible rush of lust that eventually got stronger and stronger. It was a hundred times better than any previous orgasm, and I never wanted it to stop. And it did seem to go on forever, as Ronny kept pumping the dildo faster and faster into me. My moaning and shaking intensified, and it felt as though my pussy was totally engulfing the vibrator. The contractions wracked my body, becoming stronger and stronger until I couldn’t stand them any more and finally screamed in unbelievable ecstasy.
I was completely sex-crazy for my wonderful lover. Wanting him to feel just as good as I did, I leaned down and took his erect penis into my mouth, sucking on it like a pacifier. Soon I could taste a load of his thick sperm sliding its way down my throat. He reached over to kiss me, moaning as he tasted himself in my mouth.
But neither of us wanted to stop. Ronny gently rolled me over and started playing with my tight back door. He first lubricated his fingers by rubbing them against my soaking-wet pussy, then he gently massaged my firm bottom with them. It was so good I felt like screaming. I wanted him to go inside my asshole, and I knew I was going to get exactly what I wanted.