Letters to Penthouse XXXVI (21 page)

Her nostrils flared and beads of sweat dotted her upper lip. Aware that the room was full of people, she slowly closed her
eyes and bit her lower lip. Her left hand gripped mine and, as I put my arm around her to steady her, Lori was as rigid as
a stone. I watched the sweat trickle down the back of her neck and then, bending over, I kissed her nape, surreptitiously
running my tongue up the tight muscles toward her ear. She moaned very quietly, jerked, and then slumped in the chair. Minutes
later, her eyes opened and she focused.

“God, that was intense. And I’m still so hot.” Her eyes widened as my fingers slid up her dress and pressed lightly on the
suit, right over her pussy. I felt her thighs tighten as if to stop me, but that only pulled the plug deeper into her. She
looked at me, her eyes wide and pleading, wild with the sensations she couldn’t escape. Her hands locked on the edge of the
table, knuckles white. She lowered her head slowly to my shoulder and moaned softly. I sensed that she was extremely aroused
and about to come, so I stopped touching her. Lori looked at me, surprised to be left hanging.

“Settle down a bit. Have some wine.” She said nothing, but I knew from her movements that she was poised on the edge of another
orgasm. Good. After a few minutes passed, the chamber quartet hired for the evening struck up a tune. One by one, elegantly
dressed couples began to dance. I slid a hand under Lori’s chin and turned her head toward me. “Shall we dance?”

Her response was all but inarticulate, in a trembling voice interspersed with gasps. “I can barely m-move without coming…”
Lori’s face was flushed, her neck a nice pink blush. Her breathing was rapid, panting. And she still had a grip on the table.

I rose and smiled down at my orgasm-tormented darling, took her hand, and lifted her to me. She swayed against me, biting
her lip again as we moved into the soft night air beyond the French doors, onto the patio, where we would be alone. Her hand
clenched mine as I wrapped my other arm around her and drew her close. She draped her arm over my shoulder and nestled her
head against me, sighing. Her eyes closed and she swayed against me, pressing her hot pussy against my leg. I could actually
feel her nipples stiffen inside the top of her suit.

Lori raised her right hand to my cheek and caressed my face as I dropped my hand to her hip and subtly began pressing her
pussy firmly against my thigh. The effect was immediate, and electric.

First came a series of loud gasps. Then her eyes flew wide open. She mewled into my shoulder as she began to grunt and jerk
her soft body against mine, murmuring incoherent words of lust. The sex heat poured off her body and strands of her hair came
loose as she continued to spasm.

We still continued to dance, because I wouldn’t let her stop. Without the motion, it would have been all too obvious to anyone
glancing over that my girlfriend was having a mind-blowing, panty-drenching orgasm in the middle of the patio! Her arms wrapped
around my neck and tightened as her mouth pressed against my shoulder to quiet her moans. Then she began to shudder uncontrollably.

We danced to a secluded part of the terrace, screened from the French doors and the lawn by a tall copse of boxwood. The stone
railing of the balustrade was at the right height when I backed Lori into it. Kissing her, I reached under her dress and unzipped
the suit’s bottom, tugging it clear of her body. The delightful aroma of her excitement immediately surrounded us both, letting
me know how much fun she had been having. With the suit out of the way, my middle finger easily slid into her wet tunnel,
the other three gently massaging her slick outer lips.

Lori’s eyes darted from side to side in pure lust as her hand dropped down to free my hard cock from the confines of my pants.
Then she jumped up onto me, wrapping her legs around my waist, and with one quick motion she impaled herself on my erection.
Lori then began moving up and down while rotating her hips. Her right hand explored my face, caressing my cheek, then my lips,
pushing her fingers into my mouth to suck. I eagerly complied as Lori lowered her head to my chest and moaned quietly. Then
she began to clench my cock tightly with her cunt muscles.

I groaned until her hand covered my mouth, clamping down and leaving a finger for me to lick and suck until I exploded inside
of her. Of course she had already frozen and melted more than once, and her ragged breathing was the only sign she was still
in this world. After a bit, Lori floated back to earth and began giggling.

“God, what a night! You are really wonderful.”

I let her down to the ground slowly. “Think so? Like the present, did you?”

She smiled a mischievous, wicked smile. “You bet I did. Give me a minute to put it back on and we’ll go home. I’ve got something
in mind for you.”

I looked at my beautiful girlfriend, sheened with sweat and smelling of sex, and smiled. I can’t wait for my next trip to
Amsterdam. And, quite frankly, neither can Lori.

—Mr. R.F., New York

As a certified flight instructor, I’ve dealt with some hair-raising situations in my time, but nothing had prepared me for
that afternoon a month ago. I was doing my post-flight check, having no more students scheduled, when two stunning females
came across the tarmac.

The tall, tanned, curvaceous blonde spoke first. Like her friend, she wore cutoffs and a tank top with nothing underneath.
I was running my fingers over a suspect bolt, suddenly aware of how her erect nipple might feel. She grinned, catching my
thoughts. They weren’t interested in learning to fly, but it was Jackie’s birthday, and they’d always wanted to ride in a
small plane, and this seemed like a good day to do it. Something about the way Shana said “it” made me wonder what was so
special about a tour over the surrounding hills, but I wasn’t going to turn down an hour in my Cessna with those gorgeous
girls.

My pulse raced as I tried to guess which one would sit beside me, hoping for the blonde with the fantastic tits and yards
of leg, but they both got in back. Okay, the flight would be safer without the distraction of so much feminine pulchritude.
We took off and climbed till Shana asked how far up we were. I told her and she asked if that was a mile. She asked me if
I could go higher—never mind the view.

Twenty minutes later we were cruising over a mile up, and as I turned to point out landmarks I saw that Shana and Jackie were
in a serious tongue-swallowing kiss, sans tank tops, their hands cupping and kneading each other’s breasts. Blood rushed to
my cock and it strained against my jeans. My awkward double take sent us into a shallow dive from which I hastily recovered
and set us for hands-off flight.

Rotating in my seat, I feasted my eyes on the unfolding orgy. Jackie’s breasts were firm and proudly upturned, with erect
pink nipples. I wished my tongue was as long as a toad’s right then. Jackie arched her back, pushing her breasts into Shana’s
hands. My cock ached for relief. I shifted, unable to ease the discomfort, and finally I gave in and unzipped, fishing out
my tormented organ. Watching the girls’ escalating lust was even more arousing with my cock in hand, and I began pumping slowly
as Shana pinched Jackie’s nipples, eliciting deep moans.

Then she lifted Jackie’s slim legs in the air and turned her sideways. Deftly sliding down her cutoffs, Shana began kissing
her way up Jackie’s bare legs toward the glistening treasure between her thighs. I’d almost come when I realized she was wearing
no panties, and she was wet and hot for sex, the musky aroma of her arousal filling the cabin. Finally, Shana’s tongue touched
Jackie’s swollen clit and she cried out with pleasure. I watched in awe as Shana flicked the aroused button and pushed her
tongue deep into Jackie’s cunt. Jackie responded, bucking wildly, and I fucked my fist, imagining it was Jackie’s tight vagina,
matching her fever until my balls were churning.

Jackie grabbed Shana’s blonde hair and pulled her face against her seething sex, going into spasms of orgasmic ecstasy. My
balls tightened and I blasted a load of thick, ropy semen all over my seat. The tangy odor mingled with Jackie’s female fragrance
and the cabin reeked of sex. Jackie, dazed and refocusing, said that we had to make Shana come, too. I agreed eagerly, my
spent cock twitching once again.

Shana slipped off her own cutoffs, her pantyless pubes clean-shaven, already swollen and splayed as she planted one long leg
on each of Jackie’s shoulders. I couldn’t resist; I reached out and stroked her thigh. Shana smiled assentingly and Jackie
purred as she licked her friend’s pussy. The engorged labia opened to display a smoldering pink interior, glistening with
love juices. My cock grew steadily as I watched Jackie’s tongue plow the furrow between Shana’s inner lips.

Jackie took Shana’s rigid clit in her mouth, and Shana heaved upward as Jackie sucked loudly. I caressed Shana’s smooth calf
and kissed the sweet flesh of her thigh. She groaned and told me to finger-fuck her lover. It was an easy reach. The plane
was cruising steadily, no turbulence, just silky air as soft as Jackie’s ass. I curled my hand under her and probed for her
slit. She shifted for me so my finger slipped inside her. With one hand I fisted my stiff rod; the other explored her delectable
cunt.

Shana was nearing her climax, her hips ramming against Jackie’s face, her voice husky as she directed her lover to use a finger.
The cabin shook as she hit her peak. I found Jackie’s clit and rolled it with my fingertip and she, too, wailed and came again.
I withdrew and applied the juice from her torrid cunt to the head of my cock and, two furious pumps later, shot another load
across the cabin.

The girls kissed again and Jackie’s lips descended to Shana’s erect nipple. The fucking wasn’t going to end there. They asked
if I could join them, as they were eager now for hard cock.

Confident I was, or would be, up to the task, I located a meadow suitable for a short-field landing. Minutes later we rolled
to a stop and I helped my naked, lusty passengers down and spread the emergency sleeping bags on the ground. The girls asked
about snakes, and I showed them the only one they need concern themselves with. “Wow!” exclaimed Shana. “Look at it grow.
You’re huge. I get first fuck.”

She pulled me down on top of her, with Jackie kneeling to suck on her large breasts. I nuzzled Shana’s shaved cunt, dying
for a taste of her sweet pungency and diving in. She pushed up to meet me, obviously ready for cock. I pulled my tongue away
and repositioned myself. Jackie took hold of my stiff dick and sucked my plump glans a couple of times, running her tongue
along the sensitive veins before guiding my rod to her lover’s creamy entrance. With her other hand firmly planted on my ass,
she pushed me inside.

Shana gasped raggedly and locked her thighs around my hips. I could feel the little muscles inside her cunt massaging the
head of my cock and Jackie’s finger between us rolling Shana’s clit. Shana pulled her lover over to squat on hands and knees
so she could eat Jackie’s pussy while we fucked. Jackie’s ass was almost in my face, and I had a mind-blowing view of Shana’s
darting tongue as it parted Jackie’s moist cunt and licked inside.

As Jackie rode her friend’s talented tongue, I grasped Shana’s ample breasts, arousing their taut nipples with my teeth and
tongue. Her hips heaved, drawing my cock all the way in, setting a nice rhythm. I matched her stroke for stroke, and we were
soon on the way to a triple climax.

Shana stiffened, slamming her hips into my groin. As she climaxed, the tight ring of muscles in her glovelike vagina massaged
me relentlessly until I spurted deep inside her cunt. Seconds later, Jackie’s cries joined ours.

A few moments later, when we had caught our breath, I announced that for safety we’d have to take off before sunset, maybe
an hour from now. Shana kissed Jackie’s neck and said, “It’s her birthday, and she’s never been fucked by a man. I think we
should broaden her horizons.” As they shared a passionate kiss, I nursed my ravaged dick to hardness, gazing at the delicate
pink, slightly swollen inner lips of Jackie’s lovely pussy. It was beautifully shaped, with small outer lips and a succulent
inner pearl, oozing with arousal. Shana pulled her back, but she protested that she wanted to sit on my cock.

I rolled onto my back and she quickly straddled me, slowly lowering herself till she was impaled on my shaft. She shuddered,
eyes wide. Shana lavished her breasts with kisses as I thrust upward. She was as tight as I had imagined, her cunt gripping
me instinctively, and I fought back an early climax. She caressed Shana’s face as she exclaimed how good it felt, and in moments
we were both coming. She groaned and ground down, taking every bit of my cock, howling with lust as I filled her virgin pussy
with my come. I caressed her ass and thighs until there was no more.

When my cock slipped out of her at last, Shana and I hummed a ragged chorus of “Happy Birthday,” as Jackie grinned widely.
A few minutes later, we took off into a memorable sunset.