Letters to Penthouse XIII (26 page)

Now Sally’s voice came again. “My, you seem pretty excited today.”

To which Greg replied, “Yeah, well I’ve got a big surprise for you. Your secret fantasy is going to come true today.”

Then there were sounds of kissing, some soft moaning and murmurs of “Oh, yes, ooh” from Sally. I could tell Greg was really turning her on. Then suddenly I heard her say, “Darling, wait, I thought I heard someone downstairs.”

“It’s okay,” Greg said. “That’s the surprise. Rick and Freddie are joining us today, and you’re going to get your fantasy of having three men at once.”

“Oh, Greg!” my wife said. She sounded absolutely thrilled, and I didn’t know whether my astonishment was greater than my excitement, or vice versa!

I heard the sound of the two men entering the room, and someone said, “Hi, Sally.” It sounded like Rick. And then that same voice said, “Damn, I almost stepped on your phone.” He must have picked up the phone then and turned it off, because at that point the line went dead.

Damn, I was so frustrated! I wanted to hear the four of them get it on. I had all sorts of images flashing through my mind of my three friends fucking my wife. I was sure they were going to be thrilling her beyond her wildest dreams.

That night I was unbelievably hot and horny. I urged Sally to tell me a really wild and sexy tale as I ate her pussy and toyed with her nipples. Though I didn’t say anything, it was obvious that her pussy lips were puffy and overworked from all the cock that had been fucking in and out of them all afternoon. I was incredibly hard as I thought about that.

To my amazement, she began telling me a story—supposedly fictional—invovlving her being serviced by three hot, horny, sexy men! I couldn’t help myself. I was so turned on that I shot my load all over her pussy even before I could get my dick inside her.

Sally was really surprised, and said, “That story must have really turned you on.”

“Yeah,” I replied, panting. “Make my day sometime and make it a reality. I’d love to have you experience the thrill of having three men at the same time. Especially if I were there to see the pleasure they would give you.”

Without replying to that, Sally proceeded to suck me hard again, but I was still so excited that this time I had barely gotten my cock in the cunt that my three buddies had used that afternoon when I shot off again.

It was about a week later when Greg and Freddie came by. It was the first time I’d seen them since they had fucked my wife. They were as friendly as ever. Freddie wanted me to go fishing with him on Saturday. I asked Greg if he was planning on coming too, but he said he had other plans for the day. He said he and Rick had something to take care of. Of course, I now knew that what they planned to take care of was my wife.

I didn’t mind a bit. I said I’d go with Freddie, but I secretly planned to get back early, hoping to find Greg and Rick in bed with Sally, or at least to get a taste of the come they would dump in her pussy.

I was too late to find them together, but Sally still had that just-fucked look, and I had a great time eating her out. After that, I decided it was time to tell her about hearing her with Greg over the phone. She was very contrite and apologized profusely, but I told her I wasn’t upset, I just wished she had told me. She said the guys had been very concerned that I not find out.

I knew I had to figure out a way to bring everything out in the open, so we could all enjoy ourselves without feeling guilty. Finally I decided to invite Greg to our cabin in the mountains for a weekend of hunting. We were to leave Friday evening and return Sunday. On Friday I drove over to Greg’s place to pick him up. He was surprised to see Sally in the car, and commented that he hadn’t known that she was going with us.

“Well, I thought it would be nice to have her along,” I said, as casually as I could. “She can take care of both of us.” I left the remark hanging, for him to make of it what he would. Sally, who was sitting between us, snuggled up to Greg and laid her hand on his thigh. He seemed a bit nervous but said nothing.

When we arrived at the cabin, we settled in, built a fire and started to prepare dinner. After we ate, we relaxed by the fire with some good brandy. I made sure that Greg’s glass was kept full. After a while Sally said she was getting a bit warm, and was going to change into something lighter.

I figured it was time to get things rolling. I started out by telling Greg that he would probably think me odd, but I had often fantasized about Sally being with other men. In fact, I said, the more I thought about it, the more obsessed I became with the idea. I said just hearing about it would be thrilling, but seeing it was my wildest wish. Then I told him, as calmly as I could, that I was aware of his affair with Sally, and of the fact that Freddie and Rick had also fucked her. I quickly added that I was glad it was three of my best friends, and that I was happy to share her with them.

Greg never said a word. I had no way of telling how he was reacting. But just at that moment Sally came back, wearing a short, sexy nightie. She sat down next to Greg, put her arms around him, and kissed him on the neck. Then she slid her hands down to his crotch and fondled him there.

In spite of my presence, he was unable to resist her ministrations, and I watched big-eyed as his cock gradually formed a large tent in his trousers. Finally he turned to me with a confused look on his face.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this, buddy?” he asked. I gave him a big grin and nodded emphatically. I was already so excited that I couldn’t talk.

Greg turned back to Sally and kissed her passionately. Before long they were so wrapped up in each other that they seemed oblivious of my presence. They soon stripped each other, and I watched my wife take my best friend’s cock in her mouth. His head went back and he moaned with ecstasy, “Oh yeah, babe. Suck my cock!” His fingers were in her pussy, making wet sloshing noises. I was positively enthralled.

Eventually they broke apart, and Sally suggested we go in the bedroom. Greg looked over at me as he got up. ”Damn, buddy, your wife is one hell of a sexy lady!” he exclaimed. “You are luckier than shit to be married to her.”

When I followed them in the bedroom, Sally was already spread out on the bed, with her legs wide apart and her fingers in her pussy. Greg dived between her legs to eat her cunt, but she told him she wanted to suck his cock again.

As Greg moved to straddle Sally’s head, she said she wanted me to eat her pussy while she sucked his dick. I licked and nibbled at her cunt and her clit while she used her mouth on my friend. Both of them were moaning and groaning with pleasure.

Soon Sally was begging Greg to fuck her so I could watch. I got up and sat in a chair as he moved down between her legs and aimed his hot, throbbing cock at her wet and eager cunt. Shit, I thought I had died and gone to heaven! I was still clothed, but I was so excited that I shot a load of come in my shorts.

Then I stripped down, watching Greg’s ass cheeks clench and unclench as he pounded his cock wildly in and out of Sally’s pussy. I reveled in the soft, liquid sounds his dick made in her pussy, the slapping of their bodies, and the cries and whimpers of sexual ecstasy that came from my wife’s mouth. I watched in fascination as Greg stiffened and then erupted, blasting his load inside her.

When he was finished, he rolled off her and panted, “I guess it’s your turn, buddy.” I crawled between my wife’s legs and lapped at her come-filled pussy until she begged me to fuck her. Even though I had come just minutes ago, I couldn’t hold back, and I shot in her quickly, adding my come to Greg’s. By the time I pulled out, Greg was hard and ready to fuck her again.

We didn’t get much hunting done that weekend. We spent most of it in a state of undress, seldom leaving the bedroom except to eat and go to the bathroom. I watched Greg fuck Sally over and over, in every way there is, and I never tired of the spectacle. I loved eating her out after he’d had her, and then fucking her myself, but my biggest thrill came from watching my wife going crazy with lust under my friend’s pounding body.

Since then Greg has been coming over to our house very often to have sex with my wife while I watch and sometimes join in. So far, Freddie and Rick have not been clued in, but they will be soon. I can’t wait to watch Sally taking on three guys at once. It will be my ultimate dream come true.

As Greg said, I am luckier than shit to be married to Sally!—
H.D., Reno, Nevada

A HAPPY MARRIAGE IS MEAT AND POTATOES, BUT SEXUAL ADVENTURE IS THE SPICE

I am a fifty-six-year-old woman, happily married for thirty-eight years now. Calvin and I had a great sexual relationship from the start, and it got better every time we fucked.

I wasn’t a virgin when we got married, but I hadn’t been promiscuous either. I knew that men found me attractive. I was five feet two, weighed one hundred five pounds and had a 34C-22-32 figure. I had red hair, blue eyes, a firm bust and what Calvin called “a tight bubble butt.” I also had a large vagina, with long labia, and when I was aroused and spread my legs, my cunt looked like a big pink rose. I had a prominent clitoris and reached orgasm easily.

We had been married just over five years when another man hit on me for the first time in my married life. We were at a pool party at the house of some friends of ours, George and Lucy. There were about ten couples there, along with Lucy’s brother Victor, who was from out of town. He was about thirty, tall and blond, with big dark eyes.

I had on a blue bikini that showed off my body pretty well. Calvin told me that he saw some of the guys get hard looking at my ass and tits. I’d had a lot of rum, and was feeling no pain by the time it got dark. At one point I got kind of cold, so I went into the house to get dressed.

I decided to change in the bathroom, and I had just taken off my bathing suit when Victor stepped in the bathroom and locked the door behind him. I was startled and tried to cover myself up, but I was not really alarmed. I felt instinctively that he wasn’t going to hurt me, and the fact was that I couldn’t help being attracted to his handsome face and powerfully built body.

Before I could say anything, Victor took me and kissed me long and hard. I melted like butter in a hot pan. He sat me on the vanity and told me I’d had him hard all day. He pushed his trunks down, and I saw his stiff dick. It was at least as long as Calvin’s, and bigger around. I made no move to stop him as he pushed my legs apart and put it in.

Victor humped me for about ten minutes, and although I didn’t come, I must say I enjoyed it thoroughly, in spite of feeling guilty for cheating on Calvin. After he gushed his load in my cunt, he wanted to do more, but I said we’d better rejoin the party. So he pulled up his trunks and left.

I was anxious to get home and douche as soon as I could. After I got dressed, I found Calvin and said I wasn’t feeling too well and wanted to go home.

With all that Calvin had to drink, I thought he would pass out when we got home, but he was horny and wanted to fuck me in the worst way. He drew me down on the bed and started to feel me up. When he touched my come-filled cunt he was surprised, to say the least. At that point I told him what had happened. I apologized, and I felt so bad, I started to cry.

Calvin took me gently in his arms and said that he loved me, and that what I’d just told him was the hottest thing he had ever heard. Then he said he wanted sloppy seconds. With that he slid my panties off and put it to me harder than he ever had. He came three times before he lost his hard-on.

By the time we got up the next day, he had fucked me eleven times. He was so turned on that we were soon back in bed and he was going down on me, something that up until then he had only done when I was freshly douched. Then he fucked me yet again.

Calvin told me that he would really like it if I were to take a lover. He said he would enjoy hearing about everything I did with him. At first I said that he was nuts, and that he must not love me or he wouldn’t want me to have some other man’s cock up my cunt. But he explained to me that lots of men dreamed about their wives being fucked by other men, and the more he talked about it, the more attractive the idea seemed.

I had to admit, I had enjoyed having a new experience with Victor, and I believed Calvin when he said that it wouldn’t mean I loved him any less if I had some variety in my sex life. After thinking about it for a few days, I told Calvin I was willing to try it.

He was so excited that he had his cock in me all night. He wanted to know who the guy was going to be, and I said I was thinking of Hal, a very nice divorced man whom we both knew. Hal was fifteen years my senior, but he was good-looking and still something of a hunk.

The very next day I stopped at the bar that I knew Hal always went to after work. Sure enough he was there, and he bought me a drink. I finished it quickly, and he bought me another, and then another. He asked where Calvin was, and I said that he had gone out of town and would be late getting home, and that since I hadn’t wanted to be alone on a Friday night, I had decided to have a few.

We talked and drank some more, and by the time I had finished my fourth drink, Hal was rubbing my leg almost up to my pussy. I excused myself to go to the rest room, and while I was there, I removed my pantyhose. When I returned, and Hal discovered what I had done, he went straight to my pussy and started to rub my entire crotch. God, did that man make me wet!

Then he asked me to feel how hard he was. His cock was long and thick and very stiff. I told him I would let him screw me, but we had to be careful to make sure my husband didn’t find out.

Hal said no one would ever hear it from him, but before we left, I slipped off to phone Calvin and see if he still wanted me to do it. He couldn’t get over the fact that I had moved so fast. He told me to go ahead and get fucked good, and to bring home a nice sloppy pussy.

We got to Hal’s house just before seven, and he had me nude and in his bed by seven-fifteen. We were both nervous, but he was hard and I was slick, so he just got on me and put the meat to me. His cock was longer and thicker then Calvin’s, but I took it in to the hilt. He came very fast, and I felt the hot wetness pour in me.