Letters to Penthouse XIV (7 page)

I went over to the wet bar to fix us another cocktail, but noticed that the action had already started. Carl bent her over the pool table, rubbing his throbbing cock along her wetness, from her clit to her ass and back again. When his cockhead hit the entrance to her pussy, he paused for a second. He massaged her ass cheeks and shifted his weight forward. Then his dick-head spread her pussy open as it started to slowly penetrate her outer lips. Then he stopped briefly. “Are you ready to be fucked now?” he asked her.

Janet was panting and moaning, obviously dying for his cock. But what she said was, “Maybe we should wait for Glen …” Even as she said this her body reacted with a mind of its own. She pushed back against him, pressing her pussy harder against his cock. If she hadn’t been so tight, his entire cock would’ve buried itself in her cunt right then.

She gasped loudly as his cockhead stretched her pussy open a little more, and an intense orgasm sent shivers through her body as her come gushed over his dick. She was still moaning as I came in with the drinks, and looked at me apprehensively. “Don’t worry,” I said. “I love a live show! I also heard you say you thought you should wait, and I love you even more for that!”

She threw both arms around my neck and hugged me tightly. “God I love you!” she said.

After that we got high again and started a game of pool. Each time Janet shot she leaned over the table as far as possible, giving us an excellent view of her ass and dripping cunt. We were both more than ready when she leaned back against the table and rubbed her hand up and down her wet slit. In a sultry voice she asked, “What’s going on? Doesn’t anyone want to fuck me?”

Carl backed up a step and said, “You should go first, Glen,” and I stepped up to her. She was so wet that I buried my cock in her cunt on the first stroke, and she shrieked with joy. Her pussy gripped my dick tightly as I fucked her. Each time I pulled out, her pussy lips clung to my dick, and each time I pushed myself back in, a shrill yelp of pleasure escaped her mouth.

Carl climbed onto the pool table and lay on his side, moving his prick to within inches of Janet’s face. She quickly stuck out her tongue and licked from base to tip. Then she wrapped her lips around the head. It barely fit in her mouth, and yet she dipped her head and took as much of it as she could. I stopped for a minute to watch Janet enjoy her newfound toy. But I was anxious to give her pussy the workout it needed, and soon I was driving into her.

Janet’s head bobbed down on Carl’s cock with every thrust. When I pulled out, I brought her hips with me, and his dick slid out from between her lips. I began to fuck her faster, reaching around to play with her clit. I heard her moaning around Carl’s fat cock and felt the pressure building in my balls as her cunt walls massaged my dick. I watched Carl’s cock sliding in and out of her mouth. Then my wife reached up and pushed a finger into Carl’s ass. His eyes closed and his buttocks tightened as he erupted, filling her mouth with scum.

We all went into the bedroom after that. Carl lay on the bed and Janet got on top of him in a 69, greedily sucking his cock as he licked my come from her pussy. I sat down in a chair to watch. I wouldn’t have thought that seeing her with another man would make me so hard, but it did. The two of them were lying crossways in the bed, with Carl’s feet and Janet’s head pointing toward me, and I had a clear view of his cock sliding in and out between her lips. She looked up at me, gazing into my eyes as she licked the tip. She had both of her hands wrapped around his thick pole, slowly stroking it as she flicked her tongue back and forth across the head.

Drawing her mouth away from his prick, Janet sat up, pushing her pussy right down on top of Carl’s face. With a look of determination I’d never seen before, she shimmed her ass back and forth across his lips as she tried to get herself off one more time. She looked up and motioned for me to come over to her side of the bed. When I got there she took one of my hands in hers and placed it around Carl’s fat prick. She held it there, moving it up and down his slippery shaft as her other hand played with her nipples. She was grinding her pelvis against Carl’s face, and she started telling me how he was almost as good as me with his tongue, and how great it felt buried in her pussy. I slid my mouth down to her breast, taking one of her tender nipples between my lips, nibbling it gently.

I continued to suck her breast as she moaned louder. Janet moans a lot when she comes; it’s one of the many things about our lovemaking that turns me on. Then she gave a little shriek and her body rose into the air for a moment, before setting herself back on Carl’s face. “Oh, babe, he’s tongue-fucking my ass!” she panted, squirming wildly. Suddenly Carl groaned, and his come spurted over our hands. Janet was squealing while she rode his tongue, and her body tensed as she came again. She licked the come off our hands and Carl’s dick.

Straightening up, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my mouth to hers. Slipping her tongue between my lips, she pushed some of Carl’s come into my mouth. After a moment of hesitation, I happily kissed her back.

Carl went out to the bathroom as we both fell back on the bed. She looked so sexy, lying there with her creamy white breasts exposed, her mound and thighs coated with pussy juice. I ran my hands gently over her face and through her hair. She nuzzled my throat, then lowered her head and took my nipple between her soft lips, flicking her tongue over it. She pulled my leg between hers, rubbing her thigh against my dick and balls.

“Have you enjoyed this evening so far?” she asked.

“Yes, I have,” I replied.

“Did you like helping me jerk him off?”

I thought for a second, then said, “I like everything we do together.”

Laying her head on my shoulder and playing with my nipples, she asked shyly, “Babe, is Carl going to fuck me tonight?”

I realized that, notwithstanding their close call earlier, Carl had not actually penetrated my wife. In spite of all that had happened up to now, this would obviously be a big step for her.

“I don’t know,” I said. “Do you want him to fuck you?”

“I need a hard dick in me soon or I’ll go crazy! It might be nice to see what a nine-inch cock feels like.”

Carl came back into the room. He crawled into the bed on her other side and snuggled up against her back. “Is it time for me to go now?” he asked.

“No, stay awhile,” I said. Janet looked up at me, and I simply winked in return. She ground that great ass of hers back against Carl’s growing cock. My own dick was rubbing her clit, and I pushed harder against her as Carl slid his cock over her buttocks. The increased pressure made her crazy with passion.

“Fuck me, Glen,” she pleaded, before rolling me onto my back and climbing on top of me. She leaned forward to kiss me while she ground her pelvis on my hardness. Carl placed his hands on her ass and lifted her up, then grabbed my cock and guided it to her pussy. She was extremely wet, and she impaled herself on my pole with one smooth motion. Our pubic hair meshed together as she settled her weight down onto my stiffness. Her tits swung in my face as she rocked back and forth.

Carl moved up behind her, wedging his hard nine inches into the crack of her ass. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her up until she was sitting, wedging her to take my cock even deeper inside her. He fondled her tender breasts, and she turned her head to meet his kiss. When the kiss ended, she crouched over me again, her breasts dangling as she bounced wildly up and down, ass sticking out toward Carl. His throbbing dick again stroked her butt and probed into her crack.

I felt like coming, but I pulled out before I did, and she moaned in protest. Carl placed his swollen cockhead between her legs and started rubbing it against her pussy.

“Come on, Glen,” Janet pleaded. “Fuck me!”

“Do you want me to let Carl fuck you?” I asked. “Would you like to feel his nine inches?” Carl placed the head of his dick at Janet’s pussy for the second time that night. She gasped as it throbbed against her. “Do you want Carl to fuck you?” I repeated.

Moaning into my ear, she begged, “Oh, yes, please, babe! Please let him fuck me! Let him put that big cock in my cunt and fuck me!”

I kissed her tenderly, then I lowered my hands to her breasts and gave Carl the go-ahead. He slowly pushed forward, spreading her pussy lips wide and sinking three inches of his thick meat into Janet’s hungry, cloying cunt.

“Mmmm!” she moaned. She crushed her lips against mine and pushed her tongue deep into my mouth as her vagina was filled with the largest dick she had ever known. Then she broke our kiss and threw her head back, gasping with pleasure. Carl paused a moment, then slowly withdrew until only the head of his cock remained in her tight opening. Just this small movement had her juices running out around his dick and dripping onto mine. The look of ecstasy on my wife’s face caused any incipient jealousy I might have felt to fade away. She was looking deep into my eyes as tears of satisfaction and joy rolled down her face.

Carl paused again to give her a moment to get used to his size, and like an addict she moved backward, trying to get more of him into her cunt. But Carl wanted to tease her a little first. Each time she moved back, he moved with her. Looking over her shoulder at him, Janet begged, “God damn, please fuck me, Carl! I need to be fucked hard!”

Carl finally gave in and set out to stick it to her. He placed a hand on each of her shoulders and plunged the rest of his nine inches into her cunt until his balls rested against her ass. Janet’s eyes jerked wide open, and she screamed in wonder and ecstasy as she came, her twitching, writhing body suddenly collapsing on top of me.

When she could speak again, she whispered in my ear, “Glen, this feels so good! I’ve never been so full!” She was pinned against me as Carl went on banging her, pushing in and out of her tight little pussy. My cock rubbed against her clit with every lunge of Carl’s body, stimulating her and me at the same time. Her hair spilled over my face, and her breasts mashed against my chest.

Soon she was gasping, “Oh! Oh! Oooh!” with each stroke of his dick. Her body quivered each time he sank his rod into her. Then she was off again, beginning another long, intense orgasm. As it built to a crest, she pushed back on Carl’s cock as hard as she could, screaming out, “I’m coming! I’m coming!” With one hard final thrust Carl plunged his meat into her further than anyone ever had. His entire body convulsed as he emptied his balls into her cunt.

I was so turned on by all of this—the look of satisfaction on Janet’s face, the sight of Carl’s dick plunging in and out of her, the feeling of her body jerking and twisting against mine as she came—that I emptied my balls and shot my jism all over my wife’s stomach and my own. Janet gave a final screech of pleasure as her body was shaken by spasms and her pussy gushed in the last throes of orgasm. A combination of pussy juice and come from all three of us was dripping onto my cock and balls and down the crack of my ass.

After a few minutes Carl got up and started to dress. By the time he was finished, Janet had recovered enough to get up and kiss him good-bye. As she kissed him she unzipped his pants and took out his soft cock. She leaned forward and took it into her mouth, swirling her tongue around like she was slurping an ice cream cone.

Carl gently but firmly pushed her away. “You are one hot piece of ass,” he said. As he was going out the door, he turned to me. “Thanks,” he said. “That’s a terrific lady you have there. She’s a great fuck! Call me again anytime you want!” And then he was gone.

I turned to my wife. She looked so beautiful with come drying on her body and more running out of her cunt. I cradled her in my arms and pulled her close. “I love you, Janet,” I told her.

With a contented sigh she pressed her body against me. “Thanks for tonight, darling! You’re the best husband and the greatest lover a woman could ever have!”

“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself,” I said. “If you want, maybe Carl can come back another time.”

She smiled. “We’ll see,” she murmured.

I held her lovingly in my arms. As we drifted off to sleep, the last thing she heard from me was, “Happy birthday, babe!”—
G.F., Fond du Lac, Wisconsin

WHEN THIS LADY CALLS ROOM SERVICE, SHE’S NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO GETS SERVICED

My husband Dwight and I are both in our mid-thirties. I have brown eyes, brown hair and 38D breasts. I’m five-foot-eight and weigh one hundred seventy pounds. Dwight has black hair, a thick beard and moustache and dark brown eyes. He’s five-feet-nine and weights two hundred thirty pounds.

Dwight used to tell me he had this fantasy about us having a threesome with another guy. Well, he finally saw it happen last weekend, when we decided to take a brief vacation. What was supposed to be a relaxing couple of days turned out to be much more than we had ever expected.

We drove to a casino hotel about one-hundred fifty miles from where we live. As we checked in, a bellman came over to take our luggage. I looked up at him and saw the most gorgeous black man I’d ever laid eyes on. He looked to be about twenty-five-years old, and he was very well-muscled. As he picked up our bags I noticed the bulge in his pants. We followed him to our room, and I whispered to Dwight that I’d love to try some of that. Dwight told me to get a grip on myself.

After we settled into our suite, Dwight went into the bathroom to take a shower and I decided to surprise the bellboy. I called down to the front desk and asked for someone to help me with the TV. (I’d only seen the one bellboy on duty, so I figured they would send him.) I stripped down to my white G-string panties, with nothing covering my sizeable tits. Was he going to get a surprise, or what? I’d never fucked a black guy before, but I figured there’s always a first time for everything. And I could fulfill Dwight’s threesome fantasy in the bargain.

Soon there was a knock on the door. I looked through the peephole to make sure it was the bellboy I wanted. When I saw that it was, I slowly opened the door and stood there in all my glory. The bellboy stood there starting at my shapely body, naked except for my panties.