Letters to Penthouse XIII (7 page)
One of the men couldn’t take it any longer, and had had enough drinks to boldly invite himself over to our table. Leaving his friend behind, he came over and introduced himself as Brad. Brad’s initiative would later pay huge dividends for him.
Brad was a well-built man of about thirty-five. After some brief introductions, he suggested we go dancing at a ritzy club down the road from his hotel, and we accepted. Shauna seemed to be really taking an interest in Brad. She suggested that since he had drunk a good bit, he should ride with us. I pointed out that we were driving a little two-seater sports car, and there wasn’t any room. To which Shauna replied that she could ride in Brad’s lap. Which is exactly what she did.
At the club Brad soon asked my permission to dance with Shauna, and I told him it was okay. Shauna eagerly accepted his invitation, and as he led her to the dimly lit dance floor, every eye was on her. She had undone a few buttons on her blouse—or maybe Brad had done it on the way over—and more cleavage was showing. I knew that if I stood up my hard-on would show, just as Brad’s was showing now. I wondered if he knew how lucky he was.
On the dance floor, Shauna was soon thrusting her hips against Brad’s, and his hands were all over her as their pelvises ground together. At that point I decided to move closer to the dance floor to see this exotic show. Shauna looked at me with a questioning but excited look on her face, and I nodded to show my approval.
Immediately my wife’s ringed hand went to Brad’s crotch, slowly massaging his dick through his pants. In return, Brad massaged her ass with one hand, feeling the rounded mounds of her buttocks through the thin fabric of her dress. He slid the other hand under the dress, and I could tell by the way Shauna leaned her head back that he had inserted his finger into her pussy.
When the dance was over they sauntered back to the table, giggling. Shauna then asked me if we could go to Brad’s hotel for a nightcap. To persuade me, she sat on my lap, pressing her butt into my hard-on and kissing my ear, which she knew I couldn’t resist. Grabbing the lump in my britches, she said, “I knew you would love the idea, let’s go.”
Brad’s hotel room turned out to be a very nice condo that was rented by his company. He put some romantic music on the surround-sound stereo system, then asked to talk to me in another room. There he told me that he would really like to get it on with my wife, but that he wasn’t into threesomes. I told him I wasn’t either, and that I was content to watch, because I got my satisfaction from my wife’s satisfaction. He said that was fine, and I went back to join Shauna. We were both very excited. A few minutes later Brad reappeared, dressed only in his shorts.
It was obvious that he kept himself in shape. His arms and legs were muscular and well defined. Shauna’s eyes lit up when she saw how good he looked. She sauntered over to him and, with no hesitation, pulled down his shorts. Out plopped his huge dick, which was much larger than mine. Shauna slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders and pulled the dress down enough to reveal her tits, their nipples already erect. I was about to explode.
With both hands massaging Brad’s throbbing dick, she slowly knelt in front of him. I knew she had reached the point of no return when she opened her mouth wide and took the head of Brad’s cock inside it, running her tongue all around the ridge before she closed her lips on it. Then she began to suck, and the more she sucked the more cock she was able to take in, until she finally had the whole thing in her mouth. After another minute Brad’s knees seemed to buckle and he shot off in her mouth. At the same time I spurted my load into my hand. Then Shauna did something she had never done with me—she swallowed his come down her throat, and then delicately licked her lips, as if she wanted more.
Shauna was like a caged animal that had now been set free. She had lost all her inhibitions. She got up now and came over to me to give me a huge kiss. But then she turned her attention back to Brad.
As she moved back to where he was standing Shauna slipped out of her dress, then removed her bra and stood completely naked in front of her lover. Brad’s cock began to stiffen again immediately. The two of them stood silently for a moment, admiring each other. They were two masterpieces.
Now Shauna walked right up to him and lifted one leg to wrap it around him. Brad reached down and parted her glistening pussy lips, inserting his finger into her wet flowing cunt. In a moment he pulled it out and sucked on it. Then he repeated his action, but this time offered his finger to Shauna to suck, which she did, eagerly lapping up her own juices.
Brad now hoisted her up in his muscular arms and carried her to the bed. Shauna was panting as he laid her down, and she immediately spread her legs. Brad bent to her and feasted for a few minutes on her sopping-wet pussy, as Shauna clutched the back of his head and pulled him closer, moaning with every stroke of his tongue. As he pulled away, his face wet with her juices, Shauna gasped out, “Oh god, I want to feel your huge dick in me now. I want it now. I’ve got to have it!”
As he moved to comply, she spread her legs even wider apart. And then Brad became only the second man ever to enter Shauna’s pussy with his dick.
My turned-on wife was wilder than I had ever seen her before as Brad proceeded to give her the fucking of a lifetime. He started pumping her with long, slow strokes. With each thrust Shauna let out a combination of grunts and squeals. As Brad picked up the tempo and started pounding at her eager pussy, my wife began to scream in ecstasy, begging him to fuck her harder. Then she began to come and come, arching her back and grabbing his ass and pulling him further into her raging pussy. She seemed to be coming almost continuously, until finally Brad exploded and let off his load into her squirming body. She rocked her hips back and forth as if to squeeze out every drop, and when he pulled his limp dick out of her, she guided it to her lips so she could lick off the last oozings of his come.
Shauna gave Brad our phone number before we left, and now every time Brad and his partner come to town, they call us and we get together. Yes, Brad’s friend has gotten to be part of our scene too. Shauna now loves the role of wanton seductress, and our sex life has never been better.—
F.J., Los Angeles, California
HIS WIFE SAID SHE DIDN’T MASTURBATE, BUT ONE DAY HE CAME HOME EARLY…
Like many of your readers, I greatly enjoy reading about other people’s exploits, but never thought I’d have an experience of my own to write about. That changed last month. I had always fantasized about my wife masturbating in front of me; but Helen claimed she rarely did it at all, and certainly wouldn’t be comfortable having me as an audience. After a while I resigned myself to just watching women do it in the few porno movies I have at home.
About a month ago I called home and told Helen that I would be home much later than usual, due to some unexpected developments at work. But to my surprise, I finished much earlier than I had expected, and headed out without calling Helen. When I got home, I was glad I hadn’t called.
When I came into the house, it seemed very dark and quiet I walked upstairs to the bedroom. The night light provided enough glow for me to see my way around. As I approached the bedroom door, I could see a glimmer underneath it. The light seemed to flicker, and I realized that it must be candlelight. I could hear soft music coming from the room. I slowly opened the door a crack, as quietly as I could. My suspicions were confirmed; I saw lit candles on the dresser and the TV stand.
My wife was lying on the bed, reading one of my adult magazines. Her legs were bent at the knees, and I could just make out the shadow of her pussy underneath the green silk nightgown she was wearing. It was obvious that she hadn’t heard me come home. As I watched breathlessly, she started caressing her right breast gently pulling on the nipple. My heart began to race as she slid her hand down her body. Slowly she began stroking her pubic hair, her motions causing the hem of the nightgown to fall back around her hips. My heart was pounding so hard I was afraid she would hear it. As I began to rub the bulge that was forming in my pants, I could almost feel the heat emanating from my rapidly hardening penis.
Helen’s fingers reached further between her legs, rubbing up and down her slit. I could hear the sounds of her wetness. I opened my fly and pulled my stiff cock free. She started concentrating on her clit, rubbing it slowly, and then speeding up. My hand also sped up on my cock.
Suddenly she stopped and put down the magazine. She leaned over the side of the bed and pulled out the vibrator I had bought her some time ago. She had told me she never used it. I stifled a moan as I stopped stroking and tightly gripped my throbbing penis in anticipation. She leaned back and turned the vibrator on to its lowest setting. I could hear it buzz as she ran the length of it over her wet pussy lips. It was her turn to moan. Reaching down, I caressed my balls with one hand as I stroked my cock with the other. Meanwhile Helen began pushing the tip of the fake dick into her cunt as her free hand continued to rub furiously at her clit. I watched as the buzzing vibrator slid up into her, then slowly out. I could hear the soft moans of pleasure that escaped her lips. My hand was moving faster, up and down my cock. She turned up the power on the vibrator, sliding it in and out with increasing speed.
I could feel the come swelling my balls, wanting to erupt. I wanted to hold off long enough so that we could come together. Her’ legs trembled as she rubbed frantically at her clit. The vibrator was a blur as it slammed in and out. Just as her legs clamped together in orgasm, my cock exploded all over my hands. My whole body went into spasms. Helen’s hands slowed down as her orgasm subsided.
I quickly pulled up my pants and sneaked back downstairs. Grabbing a towel from the laundry room, I quietly went into the garage. After cleaning off my hands, I waited a couple of minutes before coming back into the house. I made sure to make a lot of noise this time as I walked upstairs. Helen was just getting into the shower. She smiled at me and asked how my day had been. I told her that I might have to work late again sometime soon.—
D.W., Des Moines, Iowa
HIS WIFE STILL PLAYS AROUND WITH HER OLD LESBIAN LOVER, AND THIS TIME HE JOINS IN
It was early spring, but there was still a little snow on the ground. My wife at the time was Ellen, a four-foot-ten-inch, one-hundred-pound, dark-eyed beauty with long black hair. She and her friend April had been out shopping and doing girl things all day. April was a slender blonde with green eyes and a pixie smile. It was getting late when they finally got home.
On their way home they had stopped and picked up a few movies at the local rental place, and they decided that April would stay the night so they could watch them. Not knowing this, I had rented a few spicy flicks for Ellen and me to watch after April left. Since I wasn’t into the movies they had brought home, I decided to watch my X-rated stuff in our bedroom.
After their first movie had ended, I heard April say something about maybe they should go into the bedroom to see what I was watching. I had taken my clothes off, and not wanting to have to get dressed again, I called out to them that if they came in there they had to be naked. I figured that would stop them, but to my surprise they both walked in and started to strip. Of course I had seen Ellen naked many times, but it was my first sight of April in the nude, so you can bet I paid attention.
Now I remembered that Ellen had told me that the two of them had been lovers in college, but that that had been over for years. Now my naked wife moved into her usual spot on the bed, and an equally nude April climbed in on my other side. A dream come true for me, to be sandwiched between two of the most beautiful women I’d ever seen in my life.
The movie I was watching was coming to an end, and for a while we just shot the shit and talked about what was going on in the flick. As we talked we all got a lot closer together, which got the, girls a lot hotter. By the time it was over, April had started eating Ellen out, and Ellen was sucking me off while I finger-fucked April. We didn’t really watch anymore after that. We were too busy taking care of each other to worry about what was on the tube.
After a time we slid around so that I could eat my wife for a little while, as she did the same for April. Then I lay back and watched the interesting spectacle of Ellen and April humping each other, pussy to pussy. After about an hour of this and that, I finally got to slip it to Ellen, who got on top of me and rode me like a horse, while April sucked on her tits, and tongue-kissed us both. We both came like crazy, and then April and Ellen went back at each other like banshees in heat.
By the time those two got done rubbing their pussies together and humping each other’s thighs, I was starting to get hard again. But Ellen said she was getting tired, and got up to take a shower. That left April and me alone, so we passed the time by fucking until Ellen came back. Then we all went to sleep so we could start all over again next morning.—
J.C., Dallas, Texas
SHE EXPERIMENTS WITH HER MOTHER’S SEX TOYS—AND WITH HER MOTHER’S FRIEND
The sun was hot and bright as I lay beside my well-hidden swimming pool. I have a fifteen-foot privacy fence all the way around my property, as I love to sunbathe nude. Quite frankly, the only time I do put clothes on is when I leave my house. I am five feet four inches tall and have been blessed with a very nice body (36-26-36). I work out very hard to maintain my flat tummy, smooth muscular thighs and firm round breasts. Not to mention my soft suntanned skin. As you can tell, I am really fond of my body, and I feel that having to dress it in uncomfortable clothing is a waste of its beauty.
As I lay in my lounge chair I pulled my long curly red hair up into a loose ponytail. And yes, in case you’re wondering, I am red right down to my beautiful pussy. As I applied fresh lotion to my legs I began to recall some of my early sexual adventures.