Letters to Penthouse XI (20 page)
A BUSINESS TRIP TURNS OUT TO BE A PLEASURE IN THE BIG EASY
While on a business trip to New Orleans a number of years ago, I found it necessary to bring along our twenty-three-year-old bookkeeper. Sinead was leaving the company in a couple of weeks to get married, and was planning to move to Detroit. She was a really fine looker, with a great ass and 34C breasts. All in all a nice package, to risk a monumental understatement.
Sinead often talked like a sailor in and around our rather small office. Sex was her number one topic, and she was quite capable of making the men she worked with blush, so once we were airborne I had no qualms when I opened my briefcase and pulled out the latest copy of
Penthouse Letters.
Knowing that she was looking at it over my shoulder, I offered her the magazine, mentioning a couple of letters that I thought might appeal to her particular tastes. She informed me that
Penthouse Letters
was one of her favorite magazines. She said she bought it nearly every month, and devoured the letters. I loved the way she pronounced the word “devoured.” This trip was getting very interesting.
Working as I do for a very large corporation, I had read a lot of memos warning us about workplace romance. I knew that pushing this too far could only lead to trouble, so I decided to curb my fantasies. That is, until Sinead came to my hotel room after dinner and complained about her sore back. Once she asked me to rub her back, I knew we were going to be all right. This hot little number wasn't going to complain about sexual harassment.
I began to massage her from the top of her shoulders, slowly working my way up and down her back, going lower and lower each time, gradually, carefully easing my way around her ribcage to caress the sides of her breasts. She snuggled down into the bed every time I reached the soft flesh where her breasts met her ribs, sort of purring. Soon she undid her pants so I could get down to the part she said was really sore.
After a few minutes more of massaging her exquisite skin, I carefully worked my hand down the crack of her luscious ass. Again she encouraged me, wiggling her precious cheeks as I kneaded and rubbed them. I got bolder, and kept working my hand toward its ultimate goal. Upon reaching her cunt, I found it very wet. Inserting first one finger, then two, I continued my massage of her cunt from the inside. That did it.
In a flash, she rose up on her knees, looked back over her shoulder and said, “Please. Please fuck me hard.” In seconds I had stripped to the buff. Her heavenly ass swayed before me, and I slipped my cock into her juicy pussy.
It was so warm and so wet, so velvety and clinging. I was in ecstasy as I plunged in and out of her gorgeous backside. She just grunted and humped back against me. She was all business, the business of getting maximum pleasure.
After fucking her doggie-style for a few minutes, I rolled her on her back, spread her legs and began to lick and suck her sweet-tasting nectar. By now she was moaning and coming on my face as I sucked her love-button. She tasted so sweet I could barely get enough of her, but I knew that eventually I would have to get off too.
After she came a couple of times all over my face, I proceeded to spread her fine legs even wider, and slid my cock into her for more. She was one really great fuck, bucking and humping against me, giving me as good as she got. I managed to bring her off one more time before I pumped her full of my semen.
We started off the next day with a good-morning 69, then went off to work. Sinead looked hot in a see-through blouse, and her nipples were as hard as bullets all day. We went out to dinner with a couple of clients, and with them staring at her breasts all evening she remained hot and ready to be fucked the minute we got back to the hotel. We began with her giving me a glorious blowjob. Her cocksucking technique was as good as I had ever had. After a few minutes of her terrific head I was panting and ready to blow, but she wanted me to save it to spew inside her.
We fucked doggie-style, side-saddle, missionary, and finally we were both fucked out. One final session the following morning and we had to fly back home. A few days later, Sinead asked me to write a letter of recommendation to take with her to her new city. Believe me, it wasn't hard to give her a glowing report!—
N.B., Portland, Oregon
HE GETS OFF ON HIS WIFE'S PAST AFFAIRS, AND LOOKS FORWARD TO FUTURE ONES
My wife and I have been married for over twenty years. She has a strong sense of moral behavior, but she loves sex, and enjoys a very vivid imagination when she is behind closed doors. I think she masturbates at least once a day, and sometimes two or three times. Clare is an attractive woman, and though her body may not be as perfect as those of the girls in your magazine, it is a very nice body that is responsive to the touch and likes to be fucked.
Clare had intercourse with only one man before we were married, though she had experimented with several guys, letting them finger her pussy and suck on her tits till she climaxed. She would then help them to an orgasm by playing with their penis and jacking them off.
The one man she went all the way with was her boyfriend Milton, who worked in a library. Clare told me a story about the last time they had sex. Several months before she and I first met, Clare had broken off her relationship with Milton because of her parents' disapproval. But one Sunday she was feeling extremely horny. She procured a blanket and a bottle of wine and set off for the library. She wore cut-off jeans and a light madras top tied off under her breasts. She didn't bother with a bra, or panties either. She told me she had only one objective, and that was to get to the library and have some sex.
There was no one at the library when she arrived except Milton. He was ecstatic at seeing her. They lay the blanket down in front of a window overlooking a lake in front of the library. After the initial hugging and kissing, Milton began hungrily groping her tits and rubbing her pussy through her jeans. He untied her shirt and kissed her breasts, sucking on her nipples. Pulling her jeans down, he kissed his way to her warm bush. She moaned and pulled his head into her crotch. It had been too long since his tongue had licked and penetrated her wet pussy. She orgasmed quickly, and then had a second orgasm as Milton continued to eat her.
Finally, Clare undid Milton's pants, took his dick into her mouth and proceeded to suck it like there was no tomorrow. He came into her mouth, and Clare loved it. Being young, Milton was still hard, and he was still hot for her sex. He pulled out a condom, and Clare put it on his throbbing dick, begging him to fuck her pussy. He mounted Clare from behind, so that they could look out the window and watch for any library patrons coming up the road.
Evidently this was not a very literate town, for Clare said that Milton pounded away at her for thirty or forty minutes before anybody came along. Just in time, he blasted his load into her pussy. Clare quickly gathered her clothes, blanket and wine, and exited with a satisfied grin. She was one happy woman that day.
Clare has told me this story numerous times, and each time it gets me hard and horny. It turns me on to think of Milton kissing her tits and banging her cunt. I have often fantasized about Clare having another sexual experience with someone else, but she always refused to even consider this option.
But not long ago, Clare started working for a very fast-growing company. Her responsibilities include assisting the CEO in coordinating the marketing and sales operations. Consequently, she and Glen, the CEO, spend a lot of time together.
Soon after she started working with him, Clare told me that Glen was hitting on her and wanted to have an affair. She turned him down quite firmly. But last week she went with him to a convention in Los Angeles, and one night she called me to say that Glen was being a real tease, and that she was thinking about trying a little experiment. Intrigued and excited by the idea, I told her to go ahead. She remained a little cautious.
Clare told me later what happened. After a long day at the convention Glen took her out for a quiet drink. They chose an elegant lounge and found a dark secluded corner. Glen ordered some expensive brandy. After a while he put his hand on hers and began telling her how much he wanted to take her to bed. Finally he kissed her passionately and put his hand on her breast. He moved his hand to get inside her blouse. Clare kissed him back. She let him massage the round mounds of flesh. Clare teased his throbbing cock by giving him this quick thrill.
They got up to dance. She could feel his raging hard-on pressed against her, and he couldn't keep his hands off her. She was wet with desire. Glen caressed her ass and slid his hand between her legs. She was tempted to open her legs and feel him touching her wet crotch. Instead, she took hold of his hand, and moved it onto her shoulder. Clare wanted him against her while they danced to the club's slow music. His warm breath against her ears felt full of passion and desire. Glen kissed her again when they returned to the hotel, again touching her breasts and sliding his hand between her legs. He said he wanted to eat her and kiss her entire body all night. Clare's experimental tease was a success, but now it was time for her to go to sleep. She simply kissed him good night.
I have a huge hard-on as I write this, thinking about what might have gone on in that hotel room if Clare had just let herself go. I know she wants to fuck Glen, and I have told her again and again that the thought of her having sex with another man is an exciting fantasy, and that I will still love her no matter what she does.
I think she is weakening, though, and will go to bed with him one day soon. And I can't wait. Most of all, I can't wait to have her tell me all about it while we are making passionate sexy love.—
I.J., Phoenix, Arizona
A MAN, A WOMAN, A DILDO, A VIBRATOR—THE INGREDIENTS OF A PERFECT MARRIAGE
I have been an avid reader of your magazine for years, and have always enjoyed the letters you publish. Unfortunately, until fairly recently I was afraid to share your letters, and my fantasies, with my wife. Although we have always enjoyed sex, and though Jenny has been an eager and adventurous lover, I had this fear of intimacy, and it was difficult for me to open up to her. Only recently have I begun to discover and understand the joys of being more open and intimate. Once having been coaxed out of my shell, I found that Jenny was an even hotter sex partner than I had ever imagined.
Jenny swept me off my feet from the moment I laid eyes on her some eighteen years ago. She has beautiful long blonde hair, breasts that beg to be fondled and caressed, and a butt that I can't keep my hands off of. She loves to fuck, suck my dick and eat my come. She recently presented me with a splendid pictorial layout. She had had the spread professionally made, showing her beautiful body in various stages of undress.
Anyway, as I began to open up, and showed her some of the letters in your magazine, I noticed that she was really getting turned on. We began to talk about our fantasies—what we liked and didn't like, what we would be willing to try and what would turn us on the most. She began to tell me about the boyfriend she had before we met. It all became pretty arousing.
We began to experiment with all kinds of positions in bed. We began to talk while we were having sex, and it opened up a whole new world for us. We purchased a vibrator. Jenny discovered that if she held it on her clitoris while I was fucking her, she had an extremely powerful orgasm. The vibrator opened up more fun doors. We began to talk about other toys and wondered which ones to try.
One afternoon we happened to pass a shop in town that features adult toys. We went in and browsed around. Jenny had never been inside a store like this, and was amazed at all the paraphernalia one could acquire. I led her over to a wall full of dildos. Fat ones, skinny ones, big ones, bigger ones, replicas of porn stars. The list went on and on. I asked Jenny to pick one that we could try at home. I was a little surprised when she picked out one of the biggest they had. When I looked at her she blushed slightly and replied, “Well, you said I could have any one I wanted!”
I couldn't wait to get home. As soon as we got inside we made a beeline for the bedroom, where we began to kiss passionately. Our hands fumbled with zippers, buttons, snaps and elastic. We fell onto the bed, and Jenny immediately dove down to stroke my cock as I played with her cunt and breasts. She crawled on top of me in a 69 position. I began to lick and tongue her love-hole as she bobbed up and down on my swollen manhood.
Soon I felt myself dangerously close to coming, so I rolled away and got the rubber penis we had just purchased. I rubbed it against Jenny's swollen lips while she began to squeeze and knead her breasts and nipples. I savored the size and stiffness of this new love partner which was about to fill her cunt. It was a lot bigger and thicker than I was, and I imagined it being attached to some stud who could give her the fucking she deserved. Slowly I began to feed it into her hungry snatch.
Jenny was moaning and twisting in pleasure and anticipation as I worked the huge dildo into her pussy. This new friend was filling her, reaching places that had never been accessed before. She was extremely wet. To my surprise she had no trouble taking the whole length and girth of this monster inside her.
Slowly, and then with a faster pace, I began to fuck her with this new toy. Jenny had never been very expressive as she approached orgasm, but now she was moaning and gasping and begging me to fuck her harder and faster, until finally she exploded into a massive climax. I was ready to shoot my load just watching the way her body was bucking and twisting in ecstasy.
At this point I thought she would want to just lie there and bask in the satisfaction she had just attained. She was only getting started! Jenny raised her gorgeous ass in the air and asked me to fuck her asshole. Here was my beautiful sexy wife, lying face down on the bed, stuffing a huge dildo in and out of her soaked cunt and begging me to fuck her in the ass!
I had often had a fantasy about her doing it with two guys at once, and here she was doing a mock run-through. As I lubricated my dick, she reached into the bedside table drawer and pulled out her vibrator. She turned it on and placed it underneath her, holding it against her clit with one hand while she moved the dildo in and out of her cunt with the other. I spread her ass cheeks and positioned the head of my penis against her rear hole, then began to ease it into her. She cried out with pleasure. Her moans grew louder and hoarser as I worked myself deeper into her tight hole, fucking it in counterpoint to the strokes of the dildo. She continued to jam it into her pussy.