Letters to Penthouse XXXVI (32 page)

Amid candlelight the two hot women giggled between themselves and started massaging and kissing me every way they could. It
was only a few seconds before they realized that they were doing all the work and I was lying there and loving it. At first
there was silence and the lovemaking stopped while they glanced at each other, smiling. Then they told me how to do them together
and I began massaging their slits simultaneously. The horny feelings returned. The women were back in control again and responding
fantastically.

Sherri got the idea to mount me first while Lynn sat on my face. When they were done, Lynn asked me to bang her from behind.
When I did, Sherri slid under my legs for some tongue work of her own. And although the two of them still hadn’t been introduced,
they started massaging each other and said I’d better be a very good birthday boy or they’d make their own party.

Their efforts resulted in a two-girl 69, but I found the scene so arousing, I separated the two of them and inserted myself
in the middle. I munched on Sherri’s bush while Lynn sucked me off. We then maneuvered into a circle with me licking Sherri,
who was sucking Lynn, who was blowing me, until one of them got the idea that it was time for my birthday spanking. They took
turns paddling my butt while I whimpered into the pussy of the other one holding me down. The rest of the night they kept
checking my buns to make sure I was sufficiently red and tender and “refreshing” their work as needed.

The night was a great sexual success. Thanks to imagination and guts, I succeeded in living out my fantasy and then some.

—Mr. J.A., Michigan

About a week before my thirty-third birthday, my wife, Annie, asked me what I wanted most for the occasion. I told her that
as long as it involved lots of sex and a good spanking, she could let her imagination run wild. For the rest of the week I
kind of forgot about my answer, until Saturday, the morning of my birthday, when I awoke to find a note pinned to Annie’s
pillow.

It read: “Happy Birthday! You will begin your day by shaving both your face and your genitals, and then you will put on the
panties you will find under this pillow. Your present will be to obey my every command today, and I expect to find you tied
spread-eagled to the bed when I return.”

I wasn’t quite sure how I was going to accomplish that last part all by myself, but I headed into the bathroom to do the rest.
The first time I shaved my ass and my balls it felt really awkward, and I nicked myself a couple of times before I got the
hang of it. But practice makes perfect, as they say, and that morning I got them as smooth as satin, even with the handicap
of a rock-hard erection to contend with. Then I dried off and went to see what panties my wife had laid out for me to wear.

I think Annie realizes that I love to jerk off into her dirty panties, but she’s never said anything about it. The ones she’d
chosen were favorites of mine, teal, with a little lace and a silly little rosette of tiny pearls at the waist. They barely
covered my cock, and the slickness of the silk against my shaved balls was indescribably erotic.

Now for the spread-eagled part. Actually it wasn’t that hard, since she’d left a loop in the last rope that I could maneuver
around my wrist after I’d secured the other three ties. I lay there for a while, trying to slow my pounding heart, and then
Annie entered dressed in a sexy teddy. She sat beside me, complimenting me on my obedience.

I asked her what she’d been doing, but that only earned me a slap on the balls and a sharp reprimand. I was not allowed to
ask questions, only to answer them. Rubbing my panty-covered cock, she asked me about my love of lingerie. Did it go beyond
panties? Had I ever wanted to try on her other clothes? No, I replied, my fantasies ran to other sorts of things.

Pretty soon she had me telling her things I’d hardly dared to admit to myself. All the while my beautiful wife was rubbing
my cock through the thin silk of her panties. I was dizzy with desire by the time she released my bonds and stood me up beside
the fireplace. Our Southwest-style house has heavy beams, and she’d conveniently fastened an eyebolt overhead, from which
hung a rope that she proceeded to wrap aroung my wrists.

When I was secured, she pulled down my panties and tied a thong around my ball sac. Holding one end of the thong in her hand,
she paddled me sharply with the flat of her hairbrush, jerking the thong once in a while for variety. The sting of the spanking
and the sharp pinch of the pulling thong combined in an unbelievably erotic counterpoint.

It seemed that that was only a prelude. She let me down and sent me back over to the bed, where I knelt on my hands and knees,
the panties long since abandoned. I heard her moving behind me, but she had ordered me not to look. I stole a quick glance,
however, and saw she’d put on a strap-on dildo, something we’d never owned before.

She knelt in front of me and told me to take it in my mouth, exactly as I had told her I had fantasized about doing. It was
awkward at first, but then I remembered some of the things she’d do when she went down on me, and pretty soon it started to
get easier. Annie really got into it, fucking my face with a will until she pulled out and slapped a glob of lubricant into
my ass, which was abruptly followed by the head of her “cock.”

That was a shock. First the coldness of the jelly, and then the rude invasion of my ass by this thing that felt huge. Slowly
she slid the whole dildo into me until she was pressed tight against my ass cheeks. I felt full in a way I had never completely
imagined before, and I was starting to like it.

As she started to fuck me, I did tense up a few times, but each time I made a conscious effort to relax and it got easier.
After a while she pulled out and rolled me over onto my back, lifting my legs over her shoulders and plugging me again. She
told me to jerk off while she fucked me, and in a few strokes I was coming all over myself.

Annie withdrew the dildo and unstrapped it, telling me to give her as good as I’d gotten. I began with a full-body rub, followed
by licking her all over, circling inevitably to her cunt. I licked and sucked her clit until she came long and hard, intending
to fuck her when I was done, but she outmaneuvered me, and I ended up across her lap being thoroughly spanked, this time with
her hand. She varied the stinging blows to my ass with slaps to my balls, which drove me wild.

Finally she pushed me over onto my burning ass and sank down onto my rock-hard cock, riding me until we both came like a volcanic
eruption. We lay there entwined for a while and finally dozed off before waking to renew our erotic games.

We made love so many times and in so many ways that night that we both woke up stiff and aching, but very, very happy. I told
Annie that it was the best birthday I’d ever had. She smiled and replied that she hoped I’d remember that when I went to pick
out her next birthday present.

—Mr. A.A., Maine

I was approaching the big four-oh, and my wife was doing her best to console me. She brightened my mood considerably by promising
me something she knew I’d always wanted—a double blowjob from her and one of her friends. She said she’d arranged it with
Toni, a friend from work, and that Toni would be meeting us at the restaurant the night of my birthday dinner.

Well, Toni turned out to be a stunner—tall and slender, with a round little ass and cute perky breasts whose cleavage peeked
enticingly out of her V-neck blouse. She said she and Annie talked a lot about sex at work, and it had seemed the neighborly
thing to lend a hand, or mouth, to the celebration of my birthday.

All through dinner, the two of them were playing up every orally erotic reference and gesture they could. By the time we got
home, I was so turned on I could barely see straight. The two of them asked to be excused for five minutes, after which I
could join them in the bedroom.

When I entered, they were lying on the bed in identical short nighties, with Annie’s shoulder strap pulled down so that Toni
could suck her breast. Annie told me to get undressed and motioned me over. Toni reached over and squeezed my swollen cock,
saying it looked delicious, but she wasn’t through with Annie yet.

Giving my cockhead a quick kiss, Toni slid down between my wife’s legs to lick and nibble at her clit, and Annie drew me closer
so she could suck my cock at the same time.

Toni got up after a few minutes and turned the lights out so that the only illumination came from the street-light and the
full moon through the window. She turned her back and rummaged through her purse before returning to the bed wearing a very
lifelike dildo.

She demanded a turn from Annie’s mouth, and we switched around so that I was fucking my wife’s wet and willing pussy while
she went down on Toni’s shaft, playing with the dildo as if it were the real thing, complimenting Toni on her big cock, and
so forth.

Annie sucked on the thing for quite a while, and Toni was quite an actress, begging to be allowed to come. Annie had another
idea, though, and greased Toni’s implement with the lube we kept beside the bed. She told Toni to get up behind me and fuck
my ass while I fucked her.

Admittedly, I enjoyed a finger up my ass while fucking, but nobody had ever actually had my ass before. Figuring if Annie’s
ass could take my cock, mine could accommodate this slightly smaller one, I tried to relax into it.

Toni pushed gently past my sphincter, and soon I was whimpering that it felt like I was being fucked with the real thing.
Annie teased me about that, knowing full well I’d never had sex with a man, but then both girls said I was very perceptive—and
the light dawned. I was being fucked by the real thing!

I could feel Toni’s very real balls slapping against me as mine were slapping against Annie, but I didn’t miss a stroke. It
was an amazing sensation, my cock thrusting into a warm, wet cunt while a stiff prick was ravishing my virgin ass. I felt
confused, as if I was in two (or was it three?) places at once, experiencing what all three of us were feeling, my nerve endings
on serious overload as come burst endlessly out of me even as Toni’s hips tightened and he pumped his come into me.

Annie grabbed me and kissed me to minimize the risk of a negative after-sex reaction, but I found myself laughing giddily
and saying that I guess I liked being fucked in the ass as much as she did. She hopped up on the bed and pumped her fist in
the air in a victory gesture, and then tugged Toni’s nightie off over his head.

Sure enough, there lay a slender, beautiful young man, with the soft flesh of his chest taped to create the illusion of cleavage,
and a very ample cock dangling between his shapely, shaved legs. He excused himself to go wash off, and then quickly returned,
having removed both the tape and his makeup.

Toni was still beautiful and graceful, and I motioned him back to the bed. “I still want the other half of that double blowjob,”
I said, pulling him down beside me. He willingly bent to swallow my cock, and I stroked his curly head until I was overcome
with the desire to see what another man’s cock would feel like in my mouth and twisted around so we were in a 69 position.

Annie crawled up beside us, stroking our asses and squeezing our balls, giving me pointers as I gave my very first blowjob.
Soon I had Toni’s cock leaping in my mouth and I decided to go for broke and kept sucking until his come spilled into my mouth
and I swallowed most of it, a little escaping onto my beard. His come tasted sweeter than my own when I licked it secondhand
from Annie’s pussy, but maybe that was my imagination.

Annie bounced up and down beside us on the bed and clapped. Both of us were showered with kisses, and we lay panting. When
my breath got back to normal and my head stopped spinning, I had to agree that this was a memorable birthday, with a truly
inspired variation on my rather prosaic wish. Trust Annie to come up with something completely original.