Letters to Penthouse XIV (15 page)

Diana thrashed about as an orgasm rushed through her body. Antoinette had to do all she could to keep eating Diana out while she came. When they finished Frank and I moved out of the way and Diana and Antoinette lay side by side, kissing softly and stroking each other’s hair as they regained their composure. They were far from done, though, as it seemed that their orgasms only made them hotter and hornier. They both got on their hands and knees, showing their asses to Frank and me. We looked over at each other and instantly jumped into action.

Diana’s pussy was so wet I didn’t even have to lube my cock to slide it in. Diana drew in a sharp breath. Antoinette groaned in ecstasy as Frank slid his thick prick in. Side by side Frank and I fucked our beauties.

I had to start slow, because Diana’s pussy is naturally tight, like a virgin’s. It took a little time to work it loose, but I was more than happy to do so.

Frank started off slow, too, but when Antoinette said, “Fuck me like you mean it,” he really started fucking her madly. I watched his thick cock ram in and out of Antoinette’s pussy and couldn’t help but think that Diana would love some of the same treatment.

Diana must have seen Frank’s cock at work, too, because she quickly got up and pulled Frank off of Antoinette and pushed him onto the ground She then impaled herself onto his huge member. I could see his cock stretching her pussy further than ever, but Diana loved every second of it. As she bounced up and down Frank was licking and sucking her nipples and squeezing her ass.

I was so transfixed by what I was watching that Antoinette surprised me by shoving me to the ground, sliding herself onto my dick. She was turned around so she could watch Diana and show me her lovely ass. I saw her asshole begging for some action of its own, so I licked my finger and slid it on in. Antoinette threw her head back and squealed with appreciation.

Diana was close to coming again. She jumped off Frank’s wet cock and got down on her hands and knees. Frank grabbed hold of her by the hips, fucking her from behind, his thighs slapping against her ass as he mounted her. Being my favorite position as well as Diana’s, I pushed Antoinette down to the floor and fucked her the same way.

“Jesus, I’m gonna come,” Antoinette said. “Fuck my asshole. Stick it in me and fuck it hard.”

My cock, wet with pussy juice, slid easily into her asshole.

“Go deeper,” she said. “Go deeper and harder, harder,” Antoinette ordered.

I responded by pounding her ass as hard as I could.

Frank was doing the same to Diana’s pussy. I couldn’t understand how she could take it. She was wailing, it felt so good. “God, don’t stop fucking me! I’m coming!” she cried.

Frank fucked her even harder. Diana cried out as she began to come. This finally took Frank to the point of no return. Grunts and groans came from him as he shot his load deep into Diana’s pussy.

Two more strokes from me and Antoinette started to come herself. “Oh, yeah,” she squealed. “Fuck me deeper! I’m coming!”

Hearing a woman’s orgasm never fails to bring on my own orgasm. My cock exploded as I pumped back and forth into her tight asshole. Antoinette started bucking against my cock with every one of my thrusts, practically daring me to fuck her harder. “I can feel your come filling me up,” she said as I blew load after load in her ass.

Diana and Frank, exhausted, had fallen onto each other and were kissing passionately.

As I shot the last of my come into her, Antoinette’s orgasms finally subsided, too. I pulled out and laid on top of her. We began making out. After a while we all fell asleep on the floor holding one another. We woke up the next morning bleary-eyed and fucked out and relived the previous night’s events over coffee and Danish. That weekend Frank called in sick to work and we had ourselves a big, beautiful orgy.—
C.S., Minneapolis, Minnesota

HER HUSBAND’S THREEWAY FANTASY COMES TRUE IN A MOST PLEASANT WAY

I’m a happily married woman named Annie. I’m five-feet-four-inches tall, newly blonde and I have luscious 36C breasts, a clean-shaved pussy, great legs and a firm, high-riding ass. Over the last few years I’d heard that a woman’s hormones shift into overdrive when she hits her forties, and so far I’m not disappointed. I’ve become multi-orgasmic over the past couple of years. I’ve always enjoyed sex, but now it’s my favorite form of recreation. I want to share with you my incredible experience of having two hot, sexy and attentive lovers who made my threesome fantasy a reality.

For years my husband Philip has been preparing me for a threesome. He carefully laid the groundwork by showing me porno videos, reading to me from
Penthouse Letters
and buying me sexy lingerie and erotic toys. He would write me hot, steamy love notes about how much he wanted to see another man’s cock penetrating my mouth and filling my pussy. We had many passionate nights of wild sex while fantasizing about my mystery lover. I had reservations about bringing someone into our marriage even though we love and trust each other very much. We have a great relationship that all our friends are jealous of. I didn’t want anything to mess it up, so I knew a threesome would have to be handled very carefully. Honestly, the idea of having a threesome really turned me on, but I couldn’t imagine myself actually going through with it. The dawn of the new Millennium changed all that, though, as I adopted a sexy new attitude: Out with the old and in with the new!

Philip had made our New Year’s Eve plans. I didn’t know we were going to a swinger’s dinner/dance at a local hotel until a few hours before we left home. I was angry and panicked at first, but I found myself getting very excited and aroused at the idea. I was surprised and delighted by the caliber of people at the party. I’m not sure what I thought they would be like, but they were all well-heeled and well-attired. Even though I was intrigued, we sat by a table near the door so I’d be able to make a quick getaway if I got uncomfortable.

We weren’t there for very long when two other couples sat down and joined us. They were all friendly, engaging people. One of the couples, Kenneth and Phoebe, were very attractive, although a bit older than us. They’re originally from overseas and have wonderful, charming European accents. They took pictures during the evening and asked for our address to send us copies when they got them developed. I was relaxed and enjoying myself, nearly forgetting where I was. I noticed as the evening went on that every time I looked across the table, Kenneth was looking at me. I liked having his attention. Nothing sexual happened that night, because I just wasn’t ready for a real swinger’s adventure.

Several days later, we received the pictures and a nice letter from Kenneth. About a week after that, Kenneth sent us another letter inviting Philip and I for dinner and a possible threesome afterward. He was very considerate and polite in the way he asked us to swing. I knew he’d be a good lover for our first time, because although he was obviously experienced, he was also a complete gentleman. Initially, I was panicked but each time I read his letter, I got more and more excited. My pussy was soaked. I couldn’t think of anything else but making our threesome fantasy a reality. Philip and I had some long and hot sex after getting Kenneth’s letter. I wrote back to Kenneth and accepted his gracious, exciting offer.

Kenneth called a few days later to say he was very excited about being part of our first threesome. Things really heated up over the next few days. All three of us were hot and horny as we made our plans to meet. Somehow I was able to get through two more days of work. What torture! Philip and Kenneth had several conversations about what I liked sexually and what they were going to do to me when we got together. Kenneth and I had several very hot phone calls ourselves.

Philip and I carefully put together my wardrobe. We finished getting ourselves ready and checked into the hotel about five o’clock that night. I jumped in the shower and prepared for our big evening. Kenneth met us at the hotel for dinner at about eight o’clock. He looked so sexy that I wanted to fuck him right then. I was ready for him, too, dressed in a black leather mini-skirt (without panties, of course), pantyhose, a garter-belt, a pair of high heel sandals with bright red toenails, and an open-nippled bra under a gold silk blouse.

Soon it was show time! The restaurant was empty except for two other tables. I don’t remember much of dinner except that Kenneth’s hands immediately began exploring between my legs. Like a naughty girl I spread my legs and let him in. The look on his face when he realized I wasn’t wearing panties was priceless, but it didn’t take him long to get used to the idea! He shoved his fingers in my bare, soaked pussy and then licked his fingers. Kenneth and Philip made me unbutton my blouse so their hands could stroke and tease my hard nipples through my bra. Before long Kenneth grabbed my hand and pushed it under the table and placed it around his big, hard prick. The waiter was having an especially good time watching us. I looked over at Philip and said, “I think that I’m going to be a very happy gal by the end of tonight.” I knew I was in for a good time.

We went to our room and poured some champagne. While Philip went in the bathroom, Kenneth pulled his cock out of his pants and put my hand around it. I was so excited that I went over and sat on the sofa. Next thing I knew my leather mini-skirt was up around my waist, my legs were spread wide and Kenneth was tonguing my dripping wet pussy.

Philip came out from the bathroom to see the fun had started without him. He quickly dropped his pants and shoved his cock into my mouth. After I had several orgasms riding Kenneth’s tongue, they switched places. As I became lost in the feelings that engulfed me, I began to think about how I was feeling. Was I scared? No. Shy? No. Hot and horny? Absolutely! In fact, I was enjoying myself more than I imagined I would. It surprised me how easily I took to being with two men. We then went into the bedroom, where Philip had a video camera set up to capture our first threesome on tape. I couldn’t wait. I was about to become a porn star!

Once we were in the bedroom, I changed into a slinky black negligee, leaving on only my black pantyhose, garterbelt and heels. I couldn’t wait to get Kenneth’s cock between my lips. I knew he would taste so delicious and feel so good once I had him in my mouth. I absolutely love to suck cock. After watching me eagerly suck Kenneth’s cock, Philip went back to eating my pussy to several more orgasms. Kenneth got ready to fuck my shaved pussy with his eager prick. After fifteen years of fucking nobody but my husband, it felt so naughty having another man’s cock in my mouth and in my pussy. “Kenneth, fuck me hard with that big, delicious cock,” I told him between hurried breaths.

I was completely full of cock and loving every minute of it. My mouth was going to town on Philip’s prick while Kenneth pumped himself in and out of my pussy. Kenneth flooded my already soaked cunt with his first load. Philip dived between my legs so he could eat my come-filled pussy while I sucked my juices off of Kenneth’s cock. I was in heaven, it tasted so sweet.

Then Philip started licking me. He was so excited to be living out his fantasy of eating me after another man had filled me with scum. He stopped eating me to shoot his first load inside me, then went back to eat my cunt again. I’m a lucky gal to be with a man who loves me so much and is so willing to let me have so much fun while pleasing him.

After a short rest and a quick change of costume, I started sucking Kenneth hard again while Philip fucked my over heated pussy to another orgasm. I couldn’t believe how much I was enjoying this. I knew that the guys were having a blast, too. Kenneth again fucked my pussy. His big cock felt incredible as it pounded its way in and out of my overworked twat. We had another wonderful orgasm together. Philip’s tongue was ready for another load of come from my fucked-out pussy.

The fire burning inside me was very hot and it seemed like there was no extinguishing it. Philip started to fuck me in the ass, slowly at first but with increasing speed and depth while my seemingly insatiable mouth sucked on Kenneth’s cock. It seemed like Philip was fucking my tight ass forever by the time he finally had his orgasm. He came but he was still hard, and he continued fucking my asshole. I had another orgasm with my husband’s cock in my ass and this stranger’s cock in my mouth.

Philip jumped in the shower while I continued to suck Kenneth’s cock until he came in my mouth. I couldn’t believe it, but he was still hard and wanted to go a third round with my pussy. Philip came out of the bathroom to find me on my back with my legs spread wide and Kenneth wildly fucking away. Oh, yes, you better believe I had another orgasm. Philip again ate my pussy for me and then fucked it hard himself.

Finally it was my turn for a shower. Once I was cleaned off, I hung up my bathrobe and again changed into my lingerie, hose and heels. I climbed back into bed between my two studs with my feet at the head of the bed so I could look at them and stroke their penises while we relaxed. I was glowing from all my orgasms but I was still ready for more sex. I finally wore out my guys after three rounds of cocksucking and fucking. It felt good to be such a dirty little whore, I couldn’t believe it had taken me so long to finally do it.

Kenneth bid us both good-night and left. Once we were alone, Philip and I had some more incredible sex—once that night and twice again the next morning. We couldn’t wait to get home and watch our new videotape, which got us even hornier and led to some more hot sex.

I hope that we can get together with Kenneth again. Maybe he can convince Phoebe to join us next time. Perhaps reading my letter might convince her and other women how much fun they can have with two men. Do I have any regrets? Just one: that I didn’t have my first threesome years ago. I have some catching up to do!—
N.K., New Bedford, Massachusetts

TWO GIRLFRIENDS LUSTING AFTER ONE GUY? WHY NOT A THREEWAY MARRIAGE?

The summer after my junior year at college in the Pacific Northwest, I traveled with my friends Carol and Helen down to the Southern California home of Carol’s boyfriend, George.