Letters to Penthouse VI (8 page)

I begged him to fuck me. He began stripping his clothes off, revealing the largest cock I had ever seen. It was over ten inches long, and twice as thick as my husband's. He teased me for quite a while before he finally mounted me. My cunt was sopping wet as I guided that huge cock into place. Bob gave me the most outrageous fucking I have ever experienced. We fucked several times that night. Each time we fucked, it got better and better. In fact, we spent the entire weekend fucking and sucking.

The following week I met Bob at Debra's house several times, and each time we had sex. Then I went home to my unsuspecting husband, my pussy still wet and throbbing from my lover's fabulous fucking. Bob has since moved into the apartment next door, and now we're able to get in some fantastic fucking every day. Even though I still love my husband very much, if he ever found out, I would leave him rather than give up my wonderful newfound lover. I know no other man will be able to give me the kind of fucking that my pussy craves.—
R.O., Richmond, Virginia

COCKY BOXER GOES ONE ON ONE WITH A TOTAL KNOCKOUT

I was an overconfident young boxer, full of energy and arrogance. I knew I was destined to be the next boxing champ in my weight class.

When I moved to a new town, I joined a gym that had a reputation for producing champions. My first day at the gym consisted of sparring, shadow boxing and working out with the other fighters on the various bags.

A week later I was introduced to Simone, one of the boxing groupies, who was a real cute blonde fox. I would've loved to take her on! The other guys told me that she has a thing for boxers, and that any fighter who wanted this babe was welcome in her twat. But when I tried to seduce her, she just rejected my advances! I later found out that I'd have to prove my mettle in the ring before she'd go one on one with me!

I may not have been as handsome or as hunky as some of the other guys at the gym, but I did have one unique asset that the other boxers didn't have: an incredible ten-inch cock. I knew that Simone would have her hands, mouth and pussy full of cock if she ever relented and tried me out.

Not long after that, some practice matches were held in the gym. I did quite well, winning all of my bouts. After the matches were over that day, Simone boldly strode into the men's locker room. Most of the boxers were showering or standing around naked. She had lust in her eyes as she looked us up and down. I was shocked.

So was she when she saw my boner. She quickly disrobed and lay down on the massage table. “Give me a workout, boys. I need a big dick and I need it now,” she proclaimed.

“Who do you want, Simone?” asked one of the boxers.

“That big dick!” she shouted, pointing directly at me. The boxers led me over to her as she spread her legs wide open for me. She screamed with joy as I entered her pussy. She was able to take me almost all the way in, which was something no other chick had ever done before! I was amazed at her athletic sexual ability.

I blew my wad in a very short time, but she seemed insatiable. She fucked several more boxers as the others stood around her, watching the show while they jerked off. Even covered in sweat she looked ravishing, energized and eager for more.

Finally she sat up and spoke directly to me. “I still haven't come yet. Will you eat me to orgasm?” Her gaping cunt was dripping with juices. The other boxers encouraged me, and soon I was on my knees in front of her.

I gave her clit a few tender licks, then I began sucking on her labia. Soon I was eating her pussy with gusto. I was drinking the orgasmic mixture out of her and loving every drop. She came in shrieks and moans as I finished her off. The other guys all cheered me on.

Later I learned that this whole orgy had been a setup. It was my initiation into the boxing club. The guys all had a good laugh that I had been so eager to eat their come out of her pussy, and there was some good-natured ribbing all around. I was eager to set up the next cocky kid who joined the club.

Meanwhile Simone and I became lovers. She loved the way I took care of her orally whenever she wanted some action.—
E. V., Detroit, Michigan

A CLOSE SHAVE FINDS THIS COUPLE ALL IN A LATHER

A few months ago I hurt my arm while I was working in a warehouse. The injury was bad enough for my right arm to end up in a cast that covered most of my forearm and part of my hand.

Because I am right-handed, I was virtually incapacitated. Besides having to take time off from work, I could hardly take care of myself. I needed help washing, dressing and doing all the little things two-handed people take for granted. Let me tell you, having to depend on someone else to do things for you really sucked. My wife agreed, because she was the one who had to do everything for me. Besides having to help me out with everything, she had to do all the driving, as well as her own job and the housecleaning.

For the first week I couldn't even feed or dress myself. I was sort of a baby about the whole thing. I was bored and moody; my wife was overworked and annoyed. But sometimes good things come out of bad situations.

“Helen!” I called out one Saturday morning.

I could hear her in the bedroom muttering to herself. She had just gone to bed a little while earlier. She was a nurse and she worked the night shift.

“Helen! I need your help!”

“Be right there,” she yelled back.

She crawled out of bed, no doubt already dreading the day. I was in the bathroom, standing in front of the mirror, wearing nothing but a pair of pinstriped boxer shorts and my famous Cheshire cat grin.

“I know this is stupid, but I can't shave with my left hand. Could you help me out?” I cajoled.

“Grow a beard,” she answered with a smirk.

“Come on, please.” I knew that my smile was going to get me my way, at least with her.

“All right,” she finally relented.

She perched herself on the bathroom counter, turned on the water and grabbed the shaving cream and razor. I stood in front of her, and as she lathered up my face I could tell that she was getting a little flushed. She took a deep breath, and her tits slightly brushed against my bare chest. As she spread the shaving cream around, I noticed that her nipples had suddenly hardened. I could see them standing at full attention under her flimsy cotton nightie. The water was rushing into the basin and starting to steam. She just kept lathering up my face, looking straight into my eyes. I had no idea that this was going to be such a turn-on for her.

“Is something wrong, honey?” I asked.

“No, babe,” she answered with a smile.

As she raised the razor to my face, she took in another deep breath, thrusting her tits out at me. My smile widened. I knew her cotton panties were getting damp, because I could smell them.

“Come on,” I teased. “Do it.”

With her hand slightly shaking, she began to shave my face. All things considered, she was doing a fine job—nice, smooth strokes, no cuts or nicks. Her eyes were dancing with delight, inviting me to make a move. I slid my still-functioning left hand up her nightgown and began to tweak her right nipple. Then I took her whole tit in my hand and began massaging it softly.

“You're enjoying this, aren't you?” I whispered in her ear. She dropped the razor in the sink and wrapped her legs around my waist. She pressed her mouth to mine, and our tongues began to perform for one another. Then suddenly she pulled back. I think she was hotter than I had ever seen her. She tossed her head back and took a deep breath. I began to kiss her neck, all the while continuing to stimulate her nipple between my left thumb and forefinger. She began breathing deeper and heavier. I had her in my clutches now, and I was enjoying every minute. Helen pushed herself off the countertop and dropped to her knees. She raised her big blue eyes to me and just grinned. Half of my face was still lathered with shaving cream.

We stared into each other's eyes for a minute. I put my hand on her face and began tracing my thumb along her profile, running it down her cheek and around her mouth. Instantly she took my thumb into her mouth and began sucking it as though it were a miniature prick. She sucked with great joy, swinging her tongue around my thumb. Then she pushed my hand away and tugged my boxers to the floor.

She began licking the head of my stiff cock and lightly nibbling at the tip. Slowly she took it all into her mouth. Her head bobbed back and forth as she slid it in and out. I moaned as she ran her hands up to caress my clenched ass-cheeks. Helen then brought her fingertips under my ass and began tickling my balls. She knew I was about to get off. I was more than ready for her to drink my salty juices. I could feel I was on the verge of exploding when she stopped. Just as suddenly as she had begun, the little minx stopped. She looked up at me with her own devilish grin.

I took her soft face in my hands and brought her to her feet. “You think that's funny?” I asked. She just smiled. “Well, turnabout is fair play, you know.”

“Then turn me about,” she answered impishly.

I turned her around and began caressing her ass-cheeks. Dropping her panties to the floor, I put my hand on the small of her back and leaned her over the bathroom sink. I reached between her legs with my hand, letting my fingers dance in and around her cunt and onto her clit. I nestled my cock between her buns like a hot dog, and began grinding back and forth. She was clutching the sides of the sink and moaning passionately, so I knew that she was enjoying this. Soon her pussy lips and clit began to swell up, just begging for my long, talented tongue. Her legs began to tremble, and our moans grew louder.

“Do you like this?” I asked.

“Oh yeah, baby, you're great. Give me your tongue. Lick me. Suck me.”

I brought my hand up and wrapped my arm around her waist, holding her close to me. “Oh, I'm going to give it to you, babe,” I said. “I'm going to give it good and give it long. You're going to come all over me. Just as soon as you … as you …”

“As I what?” she gasped.

“Finish shaving me,” I said with a grin as I took two steps back.

All that teasing had gotten her so wet, and me so hard, that shaving wasn't really on my list of things to do. Nevertheless, I turned the faucet back on and handed her the razor. After all, teasing is a two-way street. She needed to learn that if you're going to give it, you have to be able to take it.

She settled back on the counter and finished shaving my face as I teased her clit a little more. When she was finally finished, she said, “Well, this job is done. Let's go finish the other one.”

“You know, you did a good job, honey,” I said while caressing my face, inspecting the fine shaving job that she had done. “When this cast comes off, I'll return the favor.”

“You want to shave me?” she asked incredulously.

I ran my hand over her cunt and through her small patch of coarse blonde hair. “Yes, I would love to shave you,” I answered. “I'd spread your legs, lather you up and shave you smooth and clean.”

Her smile was huge. “I'm going to hold you to that when your arm is better.”

“I hope so. But right now I'm going to take you into that bedroom and thank you for all the nursing you've done for me.”

“I don't want to go to bed. Just lay down right here on the floor,” she replied with a grin. I had never seen such a lustful look in her eyes. I remember thinking that the smell of menthol shaving cream must really do something for her.

So I lay there, clean shaven, nude, my manhood waiting to be gobbled. She straddled me, allowing my cock to slowly enter her soft, tight pussy. I ran my hand over her breasts as she jack-hammered up and down.

“Tell me what to do,” she groaned.

“Turn around,” I instructed her.

She did just that, swaying her smooth, milky ass back and forth in front of me. It was more than I could resist. While my wife was holding onto my knees, I once again caressed her finely developed butt, pausing to kiss it slowly and passionately. She swayed back and forth slowly, then moved faster and faster.

“Pace yourself, babe. Make it last,” I warned.

At that she turned herself back around, running her own hands up and down her huge tits. She brought one of her nipples up to her mouth so that she could taste it.

Then she turned around again, still playing with her tits. When she leaned back a little, I ran my hand down her flattened stomach, across her hips and to her blonde thatch. I traced her clit with my finger as I kissed the back of her neck with my willing mouth. Once again she twirled back around. Still fondling her own bosom, she looked at me coolly. “Do you want one?” she cooed.

I reached up at them. “Yes. Oh yes,” I said.

“Well, let's hear you ask.”

“Please let me have one. Please.”

“Are you sorry for teasing me?” she asked coyly.

“You teased me first,” I shot back.

“That's not the question,” she said as she licked her nipple.

“Yes, I'm sorry I teased you,” I answered.

She leaned over, letting her tits fall near my face. My freshly shaved face rubbed against one as my mouth explored the other.

Helen sat on top of me for a few minutes, just rocking back and forth. Then, as things seemed to be cooling off, she began muscle-fucking me while running her hands over my chest. She would squeeze her vaginal muscles every five seconds or so, then she'd raise up, tighten her pussy around the head of my cock, and slide back down again.

I was furiously tugging on her nipples, groaning with pleasure. Eventually she began jackhammering again, and before we knew it we had reached our goal of orgasmic ecstasy together.

She climbed off me and looked in the mirror. I sat up and watched her as she brushed her hair. “Help me up,” I asked.

“No,” she replied.

“Why not?” I said.

She got down on all fours, once again with her ass toward me. Helen propped up on her elbows and stuck her ass higher in the air. “Because I want you to fuck me doggie-style,” she said. “I want it hard.”

Bringing myself to my knees, I spread her legs apart. My hands ran up the full length of her torso, then my fingers raced down her spine, making her arch her back like a cat. Her cunt was dripping from our first love bout, as was my dick.