Letters to Penthouse VI (24 page)

The guy fucking Frannie soon shot his load and was replaced by a third guy—another blond whose tool was not very long, but extraordinarily thick. I saw my girl mounted and vigorously screwed by all fifteen guys while she had orgasm after orgasm.

I was beside myself, kept just on the brink of orgasm by the expert fellatio of Hans, who would never quite let me come. A couple of times I almost went over the edge, but he firmly squeezed my dick until I came back down from the peak. The guys had incredible staying power—their cocks never seemed to get soft after shooting a load into Frannie. After screwing my girlfriend, they went right back to playing with themselves or each other.

Finally Frannie's cunt had been penetrated by all fifteen cocks, and she lay spread-eagle on the towel, exhausted but happy.

Hans finally released my aching rod and said, “Now you!” Hard as steel, I plunged straight into Frannie's sloppy, come-filled vagina. As I slowly stroked in and out, savoring the sensation of her warm, well-fucked pussy, I was aware that Hans and his friends were watching us intently. I wanted to put on a good show, but I was so overcome with lust that I knew I wouldn't last long. All around us the guys were stroking themselves, their eyes fixed on us. I felt Frannie start to spasm under me, and as my own orgasm built I didn't even try to hold it back. I shouted in ecstasy as my spunk spurted into Frannie's pussy. What a day!—
A.C., Denver, Colorado

FUN-LOVING FOURSOME GOES WILD WHEN WIVES STRIP AND SHOW OFF

I guess it all started when my wife Amelia met Dawn in the laundry room of our apartment complex. We had just moved in, and Amelia was glad to meet some of our new neighbors. She was especially happy to learn that Dawn and her husband Joey live just a few doors down from us.

Over time Amelia and Dawn became very close friends. Both are slender, petite redheads, and many people mistook them for sisters rather than friends. Joey and I got to be good friends as well.

We all like to party and have a good time. One night we were returning home rather late after a night of drinking and dancing. We were all in a somewhat wild mood. Dawn suggested it would be fun if she and Amelia rode topless. There was little traffic at two in the morning, and my wife Amelia was all for it. Dawn and Amelia slipped off their blouses and bras, proudly displaying their chests. Both had nice, firm tits, with large nipples.

Joey was driving, and he managed to get caught at several red lights in a row. Both Joey and I were getting turned on, knowing that other drivers were enjoying the sight of our wives' nice tits. Joey dared his wife to take off her skirt and panties. Dawn said she would if Amelia would too. We soon had two naked women seated alongside us, revealing their matching dark red bushes. Needless to say, both Joey and I soon had hard, throbbing cocks.

Finally we arrived home. The girls walked from the parking lot to our apartment totally naked except for high heels and fishnet stockings. Dawn was even daring enough to stop at a newspaper vendor and ask for a newspaper. He gave it to her for free.

When we got to our apartment, we all stripped naked. Dawn and Amelia lay side by side on our king-size bed with their legs spread wide. Joey and I commented that their pussies looked identical. Then Joey fucked Dawn and I fucked Amelia. It was fun watching another couple make love and being watched ourselves. All four of us came at about the same time. Afterward both women had come oozing from their cunts.

We all decided to take a shower together. Joey soaped up my wife, and Dawn and I lathered up each other. Joey paid special attention to my wife's tits and pussy, and she to his cock and balls. Dawn and I were drying off when Joey suggested that we fuck each other's wife. Both Amelia and Dawn were all for it. I knelt between Dawn's spread legs as she guided my aching cock to the opening of her cunt. I eased it in gently, and her hot, tight cunt grasped my cock like a fist. She wrapped her long, shapely legs around my hips to pull me in even deeper. She raised her ass to meet each of my thrusts as she rotated her hips and ground her cunt against my crotch. I vaguely heard my wife begging Joey to fuck her harder.

After a sweaty, passionate fuck, Dawn and I reached our peak. She pulled me tightly against her. Her tits were smashed against my chest as her cunt muscles milked every last drop of come from my throbbing cock. Both Joey and Amelia were totally exhausted from fucking so furiously. They lay there panting, trying to catch their breath. Soon Joey mounted Amelia again. Eventually we all drifted off to sleep.

I awoke to the sensation of the bed shaking gently. Joey was fucking Amelia doggie-style. Dawn got up to go to the bathroom. When she returned, I mounted her in the missionary fashion. Again her hot, pulsating cunt milked every last drop of come from my balls.

We discussed our night over breakfast, and we all agreed it had been a lot of fun. We continued swapping on a regular basis for almost six months. Then Joey and Dawn moved to another state. We hope to get together again over the summer.—
E.N., Fresno, California

WEEKEND GETAWAY AND RAGING HORMONES BRING ON CABIN FEVER

It all started out innocently enough last summer when our best friends Roy and Lucy invited my wife and me up to their cabin in Vermont for the weekend. Since my wife Joelle and I both needed a break, we decided to make the six-hour trek the next day.

When we arrived, Roy and Lucy were out on the deck, sunning and drinking beer. Their cabin was on the shore of a beautiful, crystal-clear lake, and the view was stunning. But I was more interested in checking out Lucy than the lake.

I have always lusted after Lucy. She is of Latin descent, with dark hair and an olive complexion. She has large tits that still stand up nice and firm when she goes braless. Her tummy is flat and her firm butt flows right into her long legs. I felt my seven-inch dick twitching in my shorts.

Joelle went into the cabin to change into her bikini. When she returned, I was already in the water trying to hide my rising cock. We swam around for a while, then we hopped into Roy's speedboat and cruised around the lake for a bit.

When we got back to the cabin, we dressed and went out for a lobster dinner. The girls were dressed to thrill in short, tight dresses. They got me so turned on, I couldn't wait to get back to the cabin so I could screw my wife.

On the way back, Lucy suggested that we go skinny-dipping. I said I was game, but I didn't think Roy would ever let it happen because he's always protective of his wife.

When we got back to the cabin, we started a fire in the fireplace and broke out the beer. Someone suggested a game of Quarters, and soon we all had a good buzz going. Lucy brought up skinny-dipping again, and I was quick to say I was game. Joelle and Roy weren't so sure, but after a few more beers we convinced them to try it.

The next thing I knew, we were all standing out on the deck with only towels on. We slipped into the lake in almost total darkness, and the water felt great against my bare skin. Afterward, as we made our way back to the cabin, I was a little disappointed that all I'd gotten was a quick glimpse of Lucy's ass. I'd been hoping for a nice tit shot.

We all sat around the fire wrapped in our towels. We smoked a joint as we joked about our adventure. Suddenly both our wives dropped their towels and got on their knees. Joelle started licking my balls, and I got hard in a hurry as I watched Lucy sucking Roy's swollen cock. Her beautiful tits swayed back and forth as her head bobbed up and down. Then Lucy crawled up onto Roy's lap and sank her wet snatch onto Roy's pecker.

I watched as her pink pussy slid down his pole, then back up again. Her juices were flowing down onto Roy's balls. I shot a huge wad of come into my wife's mouth just as Roy exploded in his wife's tight snatch. Lucy was shaking in the throes of orgasm.

We all lay down in front of the fire to rest. Then Joelle and Lucy started sucking Roy's cock. My wife was bobbing up and down on his big shaft while Lucy had both his nuts in her mouth. I sat on the couch to watch, and it wasn't long before Roy shot his wad all over. Then the girls both looked over at me, and the next thing I knew I was getting the same treatment. What a feeling! This was a fantasy come true.

I figured I might as well go for broke, so I asked Lucy if I could tit-fuck her. Lucy got on her back. She sucked my pole deep into her throat to get it all slippery. Then she squeezed her tits together, and I slipped my pecker right between them. When the head poked through, my wife gave it a lick with her tongue. As you can guess, it wasn't too long before I was coming all over Lucy's tits.

We spent that whole night in front of the fire, and the next day as well!—
P.B., Stamford, Connecticut

THEIR FIRST ORGY STARTED SLOWLY, THEN TURNED INTO THE BIG BANG

The night was wet and windy. We were hoping that the weather wouldn't discourage our guests. As we prepared for the party, Rosa and I knew that this gathering was going to be different from any we'd had before. We had invited five couples to join us for an evening of dancing, movies and games of all sorts. We had asked people to dress formally, but without any underwear. Rosa chose to wear a black velvet dress with black silk nylons, a lacy garter belt and black velvet pumps with four-inch heels. I had chosen to wear a black tuxedo, a white shirt and a red tie.

The house was decorated with white bows and draped red sheets, and lit only by candles. We wanted a warm and romantic evening. The guests began arriving at about eight. They included an accountant, the receptionist from my office, the owner of our local health club, a college classmate and our mail carrier, each bringing a spouse or lover.

Everyone was dressed to the hilt. My accountant Pete's wife wore a white, silk see-through top and matching latex miniskirt. Pete had on a white tux, white shirt and black tie. Celia had on black knee-high boots, black shorts and a top that covered less skin that most bras. Her long blonde hair ran over her shoulders and down to her knees. Stu, her husband, had on a navy blue tux and shirt.

My receptionist Susie is twenty years old, and reminds me so much of a peach that my mouth waters every time I see her enter the office. For this occasion she had worn a red nylon body suit. Her husband Keith had a baggy silk suit on. Mike, the gym owner, had a light blue suit on, with a black turtleneck. Lisa, Mike's girlfriend, was wearing black spandex pants, black pumps and a white blazer. Kelly, the postperson, came in a red evening dress with red pumps. Her man Cory had on a red blazer and white pants.

The room was warm from the fire on the hearth and the candles lighting the room. After dinner, Rosa steered the conversation to the question, “How did you meet your mate?”

Pete was eager to start, saying, “When I met Rhonda, we were dancing at a strip club. We danced together in a strip-and-sex show.” He added, “That's how we worked our way through college.” This piece of information got everyone interested.

Susie said, “I wish I'd seen that show.”

Rhonda responded, “It's never too late.” And we were off to the races. This was going to be a lot easier than Rosa and I had imagined.

We went into the living room, where Pete said, “If we do the show, you all have to join in.” None of us knew what that was going to entail, but everyone seemed titillated at the prospect. I went to start the music as everyone settled on, in and around the furniture. When I returned, Pete was already dancing for the group. Rhonda was lying on the floor with her legs up in the air. Pete started to take off his clothes.

When he was down to his pants, Rhonda stood up and, after a little teasing, took off her white blouse. Her tits were as fine as any I've had the pleasure of seeing. I looked around the room and saw everyone in a trance. Then Pete removed his pants. His solid penis pointed at Rhonda as she removed her miniskirt. She started to lick her lips as she moved toward him, taking his penis in her hand and kissing the head of his dick.

I looked for Rosa, only to find her with my receptionist Susie. Rosa had her hand between Susie's legs, playing with her pussy. They watched the show, licking their lips. Keith came behind Rosa to feel her tits. Rhonda crossed to me and hit me with a passionate, lustful kiss. When, after some time, I again looked around, Rosa was completely nude. Pete had his left hand on her breast, massaging it as she sucked on his penis. I dove tongue-first back into Rhonda's mouth, my hands beginning to wander over her warm skin.

Suddenly the music stopped. Rosa had stopped it because some of our guests still weren't joining in. She decided to try another expedient. Rosa said, “Thank you, Pete and Rhonda, for the show. My pussy is so wet I'm going to have to have it pumped out by the D.P.W. Our next entertainment is a game called strip musical chairs. The rules are simple: When the music starts, you start dancing. When the music stops, if you don't have a chair, you strip for the group. And once your clothes are off, they stay off! Pete and Rhonda will start and stop the music, as they've already done their show.”

Pete started the music, and Rosa removed a chair from the circle. The group danced, most of them giggling so hard that when the music stopped they stumbled toward the chairs. Susie was left standing, and so became the first to strip.

The music began again, and Susie started to dance. I could see a spot on her red body suit from where Rosa had been rubbing her pussy. She turned her back to us, removing the strip that held the top of her body suit. She faced the group again, showing her small, firm breasts. She went on to remove the body suit, and when she pulled it past her hips we saw that her pussy was completely shaved.

After dancing and taking her applause, Susie went to sit with Pete and Rhonda. The music began again, and Pete removed another chair. The next winner/loser turned out to be Stu, Celia's husband. He started with his jacket, then his shirt, in order to show his hairless, muscular chest. When he dropped his pants we had another surprise: He was wearing a cock ring. The sight of his swollen schlong kicked the party into overdrive. We all jumped up and started to do our own strip act.