Letters to Penthouse XII
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A FRIENDLY POOL GAME LEADS TO A NEW MEANING OF BALLS IN THE SIDE POCKET
My husband Gordon kept bugging me to fulfill his fantasy of my going out, getting fucked by a stranger, then coming home and letting him eat the come from my pussy. Just before Christmas his fantasy came true.
My sisters and I went out to dinner, then to a local bar for drinks. They started playing pool but I didn’t have a partner. I saw a good-looking man in his fifties and asked if he would join us. He gladly accepted.
While waiting for our turn, Earl and I had a couple of beers. The more I drink the bolder and hornier I get Our conversation quickly turned to sex. I told him about my husband’s fantasy and asked if he would like to be the guy that fulfills it. Looking over my 36-26-36 frame, Earl said he’d be happy to help out.
I told my sisters I was leaving and went out the front door to wait for Earl. He slipped out the side door and motioned for me to follow him.
We stopped on a dirt road outside of town and I got into the back seat of his car. I removed my top and bra and then my pants and panties. I slid down in the seat and draped my legs over the backs of the front seats, exposing my cunt and tits to Earl’s gaze.
He climbed between my legs and began to suck and fondle my breasts and nipples until they were red and rock-hard. As Earl tweaked my nipples and slathered my tits with his tongue, I pulled his head tight against my chest and rubbed his cock through his pants.
Earl sat back and pulled his pants down, exposing his cock to me. I ran a finger up and down my juicy slit as I pulled on my now aching nipples.
Earl again got between my legs. I grabbed his cock with one hand and spread my cunt lips with the other, then guided his pole into me. Earl’s cock was about the same length as my husband’s but it was much fatter.
The anticipation of being fucked by a stranger made my snatch so wet that Earl’s prick slid effortlessly into me. As he began a slow fucking rhythm, I reached down to fondle his balls and rub the spot between his cock and asshole.
After several exquisite minutes of Earl’s fat cock stretching my pussy apart, he pulled out and buried his head in my cunt, now dripping with love-juices. I held his head as I ground my cunt against his face and tongue. I told him how good his tongue felt reaming my pussy, but I wanted him to fuck me until he came.
Earl slid back into me and began a quicker pace, working his dick in and out of my pussy. I slid my hands under his shirt and rubbed his chest as I told him his cock felt so good that I couldn’t wait for him to shoot me full of his come.
I couldn’t believe I was lying in the back seat of a stranger’s car and letting him fuck me. My cunt juice started flowing so heavily it was making squishing noises as Earl’s cock pounded my pussy.
Earl told me he was about ready to come so I grabbed his ass and urged him to fill me up with his sperm. With one final lunge and grunt, Earl’s cock started to spurt his cream. Holding on to his ass for all I was worth I kept moaning and shouting for Earl to keep coming as I went over the edge. I loved the feeling of his semen splashing deep inside my love-canal and my cunt did everything it could to milk every drop of spunk out of him.
After Earl shot his final stream of sperm into me he kissed me on the cheek and said, “Merry Christmas.” I quickly dressed and hurried home to my husband.
When I told Gordon what I’d done he couldn’t believe it. He immediately dived between my legs and eagerly lapped up Earl’s come from my snatch. He could see the semen as it leaked out of my freshly-fucked cunt and he drove his tongue as far into me as he could, trying his best to lap up every last drop of jism. As my husband ate my come-filled cunt and then fucked me, I told him all about my experience.
For about two weeks after that, Gordon was in a constant state of arousal. I couldn’t believe how horny my fucking a stranger made my husband. He said he had a few pangs of jealousy but he was far more turned on than jealous.
Earl gave me his phone number and Gordon said that we will call him after the holidays to see if he would be interested in helping us fulfill some more of our fantasies.—
E.A., Waco, Texas
A MIDDLE-AGED LADY LEARNS SHE IS NEVER TOO OLD TO BE A SLUT
I am a forty-eight-year-old married woman. My husband is a good man but not very sexual. He is satisfied with having sex once every other month or so. I have never cheated on him and have tried to encourage more frequent sex. I feel like I am growing old and not having any fun. I also feel I am missing out on something. He always tells me other men don’t find me attractive, that I am too plain and straight-laced. I didn’t know what to do.
I am a secretary for a man in his early thirties. He invited me to a Christmas party one weekend. There were several people from the office going so I asked my husband to join us. He said, “Why should I go to a party with people I don’t know? If it’s so important to you, go alone.” So I did.
At the party I met my boss’s brother, Mike. He was twenty-seven and extremely arrogant, but very good-looking as well. In the kitchen he told me he was surprised his brother had a secretary with such a nice ass. Then he squeezed my behind and walked out. I was shocked and startled, but also turned on.
I walked outside to get some fresh air and collect myself. I was leaning against my car when Mike walked out of the house. I almost turned and walked away. How could this young man treat me like a whore?
He walked over to me and asked if I was married. I showed him my ring and said that I was. He did not even look at my ring but pulled me to him and kissed me. I guess since I did nothing in the kitchen when he grabbed my ass he knew I enjoyed the attention.
His hands immediately went to my breasts. I was simply melting in this asshole’s arms. I knew he only wanted sex but maybe that was all I wanted as well.
He asked for the keys to my car. We got in and drove to the back of the house and behind a shed. He reached for my breasts again. He was just like a little kid, pawing me, then pulling my sweater over my head, leaving me in my skirt and bra. In a matter of seconds he had unsnapped my bra, letting my large breasts hang down. And hang down they do, I have double D cups. He started kissing and licking my nipples while continuing to play with them.
Then I was mesmerized as he took off his pants and underwear. He placed my hand on his cock, the first cock other than my husband’s I have held in at least seventeen years. It was already hard and pulsing. He slid me forward in the seat a little. Then, like I was a real slut, he straddled my chest and stuck his cock in my face. I was amazed to discover that I loved being treated like a whore. I sucked his cock and licked his balls for several delicious minutes.
Then he placed me over the seat on my stomach. I felt him lift the back of my skirt over my buttocks. I felt so dirty this way and I loved it. He slowly pulled my hose and panties down my legs. He left my panties on my legs abound my knees. I felt his hot dick rubbing against my ass. I reached between my legs to guide his cock inside of me.
Then I felt the wonderful surge of having a strange cock enter me. He started fucking me hard right away. I usually like to work up to that speed but he only wanted to fuck me. I could feel his abdomen slam hard into my ass cheeks. He really started pumping me until I felt his semen shooting inside of me. That’s when I came as well.
I can’t tell you how much like a slut I felt when he just lifted himself off my twat in the front seat of my car with my skirt up over my ass, my panties down to my knees and his come running out of my pussy. I also can’t express or explain how great and excited I felt being treated like a whore.
I have not done that anymore but I can tell you this— that night my husband went in for sloppy seconds and he never knew it. I look forward to the next stud that will manhandle me!—
R.S., Marion, Ohio
WHO WEARS THE PANTS IN THIS FAMILY? WHOEVER WEARS THE STRAP-ON DILDO
I am writing to tell you about a very wonderful and sexy redhead I’ve been married to for the last 24 years. She’s a really great person, a fantastic lover and she does incredibly sexy things.
When I ask her to, she wears sexy lingerie and dresses. She watches porno flicks and shaves her pussy for me. She uses and lets me use vibrators and dildos on her.
The only thing she really doesn’t care for is my wearing women’s panties in front of her. She’d prefer if I didn’t wear them at all but as long as she doesn’t see it, she doesn’t say anything about it. I don’t think she has any idea I wear them almost daily. She has only seen me in panties a couple of times. One time several years ago and once again a few months ago.
This last time was one night when we were planning on an erotic evening watching porno movies. About an hour before she came home, I’d gone to the bedroom to get out the movies, her lingerie and some sex toys. I started watching a movie while waiting for her and thought it would be funny to put on these really cute blue string panties. I wanted to see if she’d notice.