Letters to Penthouse XIII (22 page)

The other place that Eddie kept looking was between my legs. My cunny always bulged a lot, especially after I started growing hair down there. These days, I use scissors every morning to trim myself while I sit on the toilet. But my thick lips still are so big they make a kind of pouch in my underwear. After my bikini bottom got wet, my lips looked even more obvious than when my suit was dry.

Once, when Eddie’s wife and my parents were looking away, Eddie did something that shocked me so much, I turned red. He was stretched out on a lounge chair beside the pool. He had one knee bent. He quickly tugged up one of the baggy legs of his swim trunks, so I could see his penis. He covered himself up again before anyone else noticed.

The sight of his thick, half-hard thing made me go tingly between my legs. I will never forget that sight as long as I live. Its head was big and round, with a narrow slit at its tip. The stalk was smooth and pink. Just thinking about it now makes me want to touch myself.

I had been on a few dates in high school by then, but they were with clumsy boys who were all hands. I didn’t even want to kiss them good night. Guys my age just did not do anything for me. But Eddie, with his manly body and rugged face and no-nonsense attitude, made me so horny that I felt my cunny getting all creamy inside after he showed me his thing.

While I was still frozen in shock, my mom accidentally broke a glass tumbler at the other end of the pool, cutting her hand. My dad and Eddie’s wife rushed toward her. Mom said it was nothing, but the three of them went into the house to clean and bandage the cut.

That was when Eddie made his move. He quickly got up and headed to the side of our house, beckoning for me to join him. By the time I went around the corner, he already had his trunks completely off. His big penis was in his hand. He stroked it and said, “I saw the way you looked at my cock. You want a taste of it, don’t you?”

“I don’t know,” I said, staring at it. “I’ve never—”

“Better make up your mind quick,” he said. “We don’t have much time.”

The round head of his erection got bigger as he pulled on himself. I was so turned on that I felt like my juices were running down the insides of my thighs. I decided to forget about being nervous and just let my instincts take over.

I went to my knees on the grass, Eddie aimed his stiff penis at my mouth, pressing it against my lips. I opened wide and let it slide in. A feeling came over me that I can’t describe. I knew that everything in my life had changed forever now that I had let Eddie put his thing in my mouth. I was so excited and hot that my nipples and pussy felt electric. This was the feeling I had been waiting for all of my life.

Eddie groaned with pleasure while I sucked him. I could not take much of his penis in my mouth, only about half, but I made up for that by using my tongue a lot. Eddie’s pubic hair was thick and black and curly around the base of his erection, and his balls looked huge.

“I’ve got to fuck you,” he said, pulling his cock away from my face.

“What do you want me to do?” I said.

“Stand up quick,” he said, and I did.

Eddie put his mouth on mine and Frenched me while he stuck a hand in my bikini bottom. I felt his middle finger sliding up and down my cunny’s slit, then he pushed it inside me. I went weak in the knees.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” he said, thrusting his finger in and out of my tight hole.

“Yes, oh yes,” I sighed.

“Then say it.”

I closed my eyes and moaned, “I want you to fuck me. I want you to be my first, right now. Please, please fuck me, Eddie.”

He turned me around and pushed my bikini bottom down around my knees, baring my butt I leaned over and put my hands against the stucco wall of our house for support. I felt the big head of Eddie’s cock moving up and down my crack, then parting the lips of my cunny. It was right there, right at my opening.

I bit down on my bottom lip and waited for the thrust that would change me from a girl into a woman. I had heard that the first time could be uncomfortable, and maybe messy, but I at least thought I was ready. Eddie plunged the whole length of his cock up inside my body with one push. I grunted in surprise and actually felt faint Eddie had a good grip on my hips with both hands, though, and kept me from falling. He pumped his huge penis in and out of my hole, really going at it.

After the initial surprise, I started to enjoy the sensation of his big erection in my tight hole. When he reached around and found the little nub at the top of my slit, I went from liking what he was doing to loving it! His other hand pushed up my bikini top, baring my small breasts. He cupped one of them in his hand and gently tweaked its nipple, which felt absolutely amazing.

We heard the screen door at the back of the house slam. That meant somebody had come outside again. Eddie whispered, “Goddamn it!” He pumped me faster.

He must have been hitting me in just the right spot, because I started coming. I tried to be as quiet as possible, letting out little whimpers of pleasure between my teeth. I felt my cookie throbbing and squeezing Eddie’s penis harder as I climaxed. He groaned, went in deep and stayed there while he spurted out his stuff.

My parents and Eddie’s wife gave us funny looks when we reappeared from around the corner of the house, but nobody said anything. Eddie and I made plans to hook up later in the week at his house while his wife was away. That’s where I had my pussy eaten for the first time, which felt so good, I never wanted him to stop.

A surprise bonus of our relationship was that Eddie began giving me presents, like pretty panties and really sexy shoes.

Sometimes, after we have been together, he just gives me some cash and tells me to “buy something nice” for myself!

I’ve compared notes with some of my girlfriends who also like to date guys who are as old as their dads. They say their lovers are just as generous as Eddie. As far as we are concerned, that old slogan “Don’t trust anyone over thirty” should be changed to “Don’t fuck anyone
under
thirty!—
M.T., Santa Monica, California

HE MIGHT LIKE KORN, BUT HIS GIRLFRIEND WANTS MEAT

What the fuck is it with guys and Korn? My stupid boyfriend Todd is so into that band that he is like a cult member or something. His bedroom is a shrine to everything Korn-related, with posters covering all four walls. The group’s logo is stuck on everything from his baseball cap to his backpack. And he’s not alone. It seems like most of the guys in my graduating class at high school are Kornheads. I don’t get it.

I probably would have ditched him for somebody with better taste in music by now if he didn’t have such a big, fat dick. Hey, we’re both eighteen, don’t get all agitated. We still both live with our ‘rents, but come summer, we want to get a place together and tell this whole shitty town to fuck off.

Last week I was over at Todd’s house. We were up in his room together while his mom was on her computer downstairs, as usual. Todd thinks she spends a lot of time in cybersex chat rooms. His dad split last year to move in with his secretary. Life’s a bitch.

So, anyhow, I’m on my knees in bed, leaning way over to suck Todd’s big dick. He is sitting back against the pillows. He has that goddamned
Follow the Leader
CD going full-blast. My spread ass is facing the speakers which are at the foot of his bed. The bass and drums are so loud that they are making my asshole throb. To be honest, it felt kind of good.

Todd and I have done just about everything in bed that two horny eighteen-year-olds can think up, which does not leave too much out. Except for one thing, that is. He could finger and lick my asshole all he wanted, but I always told him to keep that monster dick of his away from it.

Whenever he brought up the subject of sticking his boner up my butt, I would tell him to be satisfied with either my pussy or my mouth. He would pout a little, but he always got over it. Guys his age are not really too picky, so long as they get to come someplace.

That afternoon, though—with my asshole all tingly from the sound waves hitting it—I figured it was time to give Todd a treat. A couple of girls who worked with me down at the mall said that anal sex could feel pretty good, so long as the guy took things slow and used a lot of lube. It was time for me to lose my butt cherry.

I turned around on all fours and stuck my ass in Todd’s face. He scooted down between my legs and started licking my pussy. I scrunched my crotch down so my asshole was near his mouth. He got the hint. I felt his tongue circling my asshole, then dipping in.

After a few minutes, I reached for the tube of lube Todd keeps in his nightstand drawer. His dick is so big around that we need it sometimes to fit him inside my pussy if I’m not super-turned-on. When we are in a big hurry to screw, greasing his dick is a lot quicker than wasting a lot of time on foreplay.

I used a lot more lube than usual, coating the whole length of Todd’s cock. Then I held his slippery dick upright, squatted over it and placed its head against my butthole. Todd’s eyes went wide as he realized what was about to happen. I bit down on my bottom lip and slowly sat down on his bone.

Todd helped by holding on to my hips and making gentle thrusting motions up into my butt. I was sweating like a racehorse by the time he finally got it all in. His dick felt so big, it seemed to be going up my throat from underneath. I had never been so stuffed-full in my life.

I started bouncing up and down on Todd’s cock in time with the beat of the loud music, making my titties swing around on my chest. Todd reached up and grabbed them. He rubbed and tweaked my nipples. I felt like I must be the dirtiest slut in my high school. Shit, it felt good to have a dick up my ass. Those girls at the mall were right. This went way beyond normal fucking.

The music seemed to get louder and louder, reaching a peak at the same time Todd and I did. I came first, clenching his dick so hard with my butt that he had no choice but to shoot his load. I felt it spurting up my ass, one thick jet after another. I wanted it to go on and on.

The thundering song came to an end as I lifted myself off Todd’s cock. I knew I never would be as big a fan of that particular group as Todd was, but I still had to admit that I really had enjoyed my first Kornholing experience.—
L.A., Plymouth, Minnesota

MIRROR, MIRROR ON THE WALL, WHOSE ARE SWEETEST OF THEM ALL?

Donna is such a total slut I swear to God. At the beginning of our senior year, in sociology class, she signed our high school’s chastity pledge right along with me and a bunch of the other girls we hang out with. The pledge said that all of us would remain virgins until our wedding nights.

So what happened? The weekend after Donna’s eighteenth birthday, she let half the football team fuck her while her parents were out of the house. Okay, so maybe it was only three guys who fucked her, but what mattered was the principle of the thing.

When I confronted her, she said that all bets were off as soon as she hit the big one-eight, as far as she was concerned. She called me a naive little girl, even though she was only a month older than I. What bugged me more than her breaking her promise was the fact that one of the guys who had nailed her was a guy that I had hoped would ask me to the prom. What a bitch she is! God, I just hate her!

My own eighteenth birthday rolled around last week. I had really mixed feelings about the occasion. I liked finally being an adult, sure. But I wondered if Donna might have been right to break that stupid chastity pledge. I felt like maybe I was being a tight-assed prude by denying myself the kind of fun that Donna was having.

After I showered and dried off the next morning, I stared in the bathroom mirror for a long time, doing some very heavy thinking. I had woken up early enough that I had plenty of time to get to school. Plus the door was locked, so I didn’t have to worry about my parents or my kid brother busting in on me.

All I had on was a fresh pair of white cotton panties. I smoothed my hands down the sides of my body. I was better-looking than Donna, easy. Neither of us had very big boobs, but mine had a lot nicer shape, the way they kind of curved out from underneath. I stared at them awhile. I cupped my breasts from underneath with both hands, pushing them up.

I had seen guys checking out my boobs plenty of times. I knew that all of them wanted to fuck me. Why shouldn’t they? I looked pretty great, if I did say so myself. I hunched my shoulders forward and pressed my breasts together, forming some really impressive cleavage.’ That asshole quarterback Richie probably had been fantasizing about me while he was screwing Donna on her parents’ bed. His loss!

I imagined his mouth on my tits, sucking them. I wondered how big his penis was. I rolled my stubby little nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, feeling them stiffen. They turned redder too. I felt beautiful and sexy and hot.

My pussy started feeling warm and tingly while I played with my boobs. I slipped a hand inside the thick elastic waistband of my panties, so I could touch myself.

Richie would just love to get a look at my pussy. I didn’t have much hair down there—not the kind of thick, springy bush that I saw between Donna’s legs whenever we changed for gym. What I had was more like the wispy, almost invisible blonde hairs on the backs of my arms. Unless you looked really close, you would think I still was completely bare.

I slipped a finger in my slit, thinking about that creep Richie. The button at the top of my pussy lips was like a hard little pea. I made circles around it with my fingertips. When I dipped my middle finger in my opening, it came out all wet and slippery. I pushed my finger in deeper. My hole was so tiny that I wondered how I ever would be able to fit a big, hard penis inside of it. If I had not been so pissed off at Donna, I would have asked her what it had been like to lose her cherry.

“Penis”—I repeated the word in my mind as I rubbed myself between the legs and tugged on my budding nipples. I wanted to see a real penis so much, a beautiful penis, a hard penis that would plunge inside me and make me cry out with pleasure. What I wanted was a penis of my own. I really, really wanted one.