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He cleaned up and left me to myself—my energy and arousal completely spent.

—C. S., Texas

Seduction

My roommate’s boyfriend came over, so my date Jerry and I went into my bedroom to listen to some music. We sat on my bed—drinking beer, talking, and listening to some powerfully sexy music that I had selected especially for the occasion. Eventually, we began to kiss, and things started to get very hot. All of a sudden, he stopped and said he didn’t feel right having sex with me on our first date. I had no intention of letting him get away after he had gotten me so horny, so I apologized and excused myself to get another beer.

I went to my roommate and asked if I could borrow something sexy to wear. She gave me a short blue-silk nightshirt that buttoned up the front. I quickly went to the guest bathroom and changed into the nightshirt, making sure I left enough buttons undone so Jerry would be able to see my breasts when I bent over to hand him his beer. I got the beer and went back into my room. The look on his face when I bent over was one of sheer longing. He took a sip of his beer, and I kissed him again. A moment later he mumbled something about my not playing fair and kissed me passionately, pressing his hard cock against my stomach as he did so. When I felt his cock, I knew it would only be a matter of time before I had it inside my hot pussy.

He unbuttoned my shirt and began kissing his way down my body, beginning at my neck, which drives me crazy. I stopped him when he got to my breasts and helped him out of his clothes. When I saw his beautiful, rock-hard dick I was delirious. Then he resumed kissing and sucking my body, beginning at my hard nipples and slowly working his way down to my hot pussy. When his warm, wet tongue reached my clit, I began to writhe on the bed. He was moaning as well, and I could tell that his cock was aching to be caressed. I told him to turn around so I could suck that nice organ, which he gratefully did.

I began to gently lick the slit of his cock to the rhythm of his licking of my pussy, knowing that I couldn’t hold out for very long. I began to suck his tool in earnest, gently circling the head with my tongue as I did so. I came explosively as he moaned his own approaching orgasm. When he came he bucked so hard that I had a hard time keeping him in my mouth. His come dribbled down my chin, and when he pulled himself from my mouth, I licked my lips to make sure I got all of his tasty sperm.

We lay there for a while, exhausted and elated. We fell asleep in each other’s arms and awoke a short time later. He kissed me gently, and I could feel him hardening again. I stroked him while he fingered my clit. Then he turned me over, put a pillow under me, and entered me from behind. It felt so good; and I started gently squeezing and tugging at his balls while telling him to fuck me harder. I came quickly, but he held back. He started fucking me faster, and once again the feeling of his cock and balls sent me into the best orgasm I ever had. My moans must have pushed him over, too, because I could feel his cock swell. The warm jet of his come followed. It was the most incredible sexual experience I ever had, and I hoped it would lead to many more similar encounters.

Since that night we have tried almost every position known to man, and I can honestly say that I have the most perfect lover in the land.

—J. L., Oregon

Mare in Heat

I’m a freshman at a small Southeastern college. It hasn’t been easy meeting men, but one guy, Jay, paid a lot of attention to me, and we went out a couple of times. Somehow our conversations always turned to sex—I guess it was because of mutual attraction and lust. At times the size of the bulge in his pants made me soak my panties. I knew I would soon have him between my legs.

He asked me to a Halloween party, and I said that I would love to dress up for him. I borrowed a very short black skirt, got some fishnet stockings, a black bustier, my five-inch red heels, and a little apron. My roommate said I was the sleaziest-looking French maid she’d ever seen!

At the party, my pussy tingled as we drank, danced, and partied. Soon he was stroking my cunt, and I insisted we leave for his place right away.

We were hardly in the door when I pulled his pirate tights down, unleashing what I later measured to be a ten-inch sword! I gasped as it sprang up and hit my chin. I took the bulbous head down my throat and pumped him with my hand. He held my head and fucked my mouth with long strokes. I held his balls and pumped thick rivers of jizz all over my heaving tits.

At that point he carried me to the bedroom and put me in one of those swing things. As he diddled my dripping cunt, I melted into passion and ended up begging him to fuck me good. He held my ass, my legs spread wide around him, and pushed that huge cock up my open pussy all the way to the base. I shrieked as a violent orgasm ripped through me. He held me tight and proceeded to fuck me unmercifully through a wonderful sea of screaming, thrashing climaxes—my slick snatch impaled like never before. He fucked me like this until I passed out from exhaustion. When I came to, we showered together, and then he took me home.

Now I’m in total lust with that huge cock of his, and we’ve been fucking steadily ever since that night. I, for one, believe what they say about size—my pussy may be stretched out, but if this is what it’s like to be a horse-cock lover, I’m a mare in heat!!

—C. B., South Carolina

Slippery and Wet

I heard him in the shower, and after hours of thinking about his rock-hard, satisfying cock, I knew this was my moment. I quietly opened the door and entered, stripping off my clothes. I climbed in, surprising him when I grabbed the soap and started washing off his dong. I slowly stroked, switching from soap to hand stroking, and finally some sucking action. I ran my tongue up and down his increasingly hard shaft as I gently rubbed and squeezed his balls. Then I started to suck and nibble on the very end of his cock, hardening my grip on his tightening balls. When he moaned I took his entire shaft down my throat, increasing the tempo, water running down my back. I could feel my own clit getting wet and throbbing with anticipation.

Just as I could feel him starting to come, I gently started over, licking up and down his shaft, occasionally nibbling his balls. That teased his cock enormously. Since I had started fingering my clit, my own excitement mounted. When he couldn’t take any more, he ordered me to bend over. I gladly obliged, loving the feeling of his superhard cock when he first drives it into my soaking pussy. He started driving his cock into my throbbing pussy, water spraying down on us as we both moaned in ecstacy. As he drove his shaft deeper and harder into my pulsating vagina, I couldn’t take it any longer. The feeling was too intense. I came in waves, letting out a scream of passion, cresting and breaking the waves of desire. As he felt my pussy tighten and listened to my screams of delight, he could take no more. I felt his own pulsating organ explode as he drove it as deep inside me as he could, moaning in pleasure, pumping his cock in and out of me until we both collapsed, weak-kneed and happy. I turned around and put my mouth to his cock again, starting from the base and working my way up. When I reached the head, I ever so lightly rolled my tongue around in circles, slowly and gently, licking and licking until I felt myself begin to get aroused once more. Judging from the size and hardness of his cock, so was he.

He grabbed me, carried me out of the bathroom, and threw me onto the bed. Passion burned in his eyes as he commanded me, in a husky voice, to lie on my back. I gladly obliged, and once more he drove his cock deep into my wet, silky depths. I moved my hips to match his, watching his body gleam with sweat, knowing that this man was mine. As I felt myself getting ready to explode again, I drove my hips into his, once again groaning with pleasure at watching his cock entering me, driving in and out, my wetness covering his shaft. And I exploded with multiple orgasms that came in ripples, like waves crashing onto the shore. Feeling those multiple vibes was too much for him, and he drove that beautiful shaft deep into my cunt, which only extended my pleasure, making me drive my hips into his with such a fury, I thought at least one of us would have bruises. As we came down from our passion-filled glory, he collapsed on top of me, kissing me deeply, driving his tongue down my throat. I never feel happier or more satisfied than I do after making it with my lover. If only I could get him to experiment with the kinkier side of sex, though I can’t imagine it getting any better than it is now.

—R. P., Vermont

Letter to a Friend

I am writing this with the hope that a very special person will see it and know how much I need him in my life. The day I decided to become my friend’s lover was one of the best days of my life. My husband had always said I was frigid because I couldn’t come with him—but my friend showed me that wasn’t true.

We decided on a hotel for the first night we would be together. He arrived first and arranged for everything we would need. When I got there, the first thing he did was compliment me on how I looked. Then he kissed me and made me feel very special. He didn’t rush me at all. First he kissed my lips, then my neck. He worshiped my large breasts and nipples, then he sat me on the bed and proceeded to eat my pussy for hours. He never once pushed me into having sex with him. He was content just to caress me and eat my pussy all night long. I fell asleep at some point during the night. When I woke up, we made love slowly. I came twelve times that night—pretty good for a frigid woman. Thank you, my friend. You will always be very special to me.

—R. E., Colorado

Country Copulation

My boyfriend and I have been involved for about one year now. We are each married to someone else, so our sexual encounters take place only about once every two months or so. When we are together, we like to take our time to really make love.

About two weeks ago, we met one Friday morning. We each brought along a few items. One bottle of Evian, one blanket, the most recent issues of
Penthouse
and
Penthouse Letters,
and some ideas! We headed north to a small, remote resort I had visited once before. Along with regular rooms, they have cabins which they rent for weekends. As we were checking out the cabins, Anthony tried his room keys in the lock. With a little patience, he was able to open the doorl What a neat surprise. The furthest thing from my mind was making love to him in a romantic log cabin during the day.

We quickly locked the door behind us. The excitement of possibly being discovered added to my extreme horniness. Anthony has a fine body, with the best-looking ass I have ever seen. He had on skintight Levi’s. As we slowly began to kiss and caress each other, I could already feel my pulsating clit start to make my cunt moist. I could feel his rock-hard member straining to be released from his jeans. When our tongues met, I just melted all over. As we removed all of our clothes, I ran my hands all over his gorgeous body. His cock stood tall and proud, begging me to wrap my moist lips around the tip to slowly suck him off. I slowly licked his neck, then nibbled and sucked my way down his chest and all around his thighs. I enjoy giving head so much that I almost came before he even touched me. As my lips engulfed his long hard cock and my pussy lips massaged his leg, I could feel the tension building inside me. I licked him as if he were a cherry Popsicle, caressing his tight balls with my tongue and lightly twirling them in my mouth.

Anthony always does an incredible job of lasting for hours. We decided to make full use of the brass bed that we had found. He pushed me back, and I could hardly wait for him to thrust the head of his cock inside me. He entered me nice and slow, massaging all around my pussy lips with his thumbs. The anticipation and the sensation of feeling his dick all the way inside me was so incredible, I came about four times, with the most intense orgasms I have ever experienced.

My juices were flowing. Anthony loves to tease me with slow strokes in and out until I beg him to fuck me harder. We enjoyed trying all different positions. Once he lifted my back off the bed and slowly moved his cock in and out until I exploded again. I could not believe it when he took my hand, lightly rubbed it across my lower stomach, and said, “Feel me inside you.” I could feel the head of his dick as he pushed all the way into me. I couldn’t wait any longer. I wanted to taste my juices all over his cock.

I pushed him back on the bed and sucked him dry, never missing a drop of his hot, sweet come as he shot it deep down my throat. It was the most memorable experience I’ve shared with Anthony so far, and I hope he can read this in
Penthouse
and realize that this is my way of saying thank you.

—M. H., Texas

Sunday Night Sex Session

The weekend was coming to an end—it was Sunday evening. We were lying on the sofa watching television. The movie was quite boring to me, so I began running my hands all over my boyfriend’s chest, gently caressing him. He appeared to be enjoying my touch, so I slowly moved my hand down to rub his leg, then back up to his chest. Slowly I inched my hand along his inner thighs until I was rubbing his cock. I felt it grow hard under my caresses. Then I removed his shirt, pants, and underwear and began kissing him and rubbing him all over. But I wouldn’t suck his dick—I just licked his balls and inner thighs. After several tantalizing minutes of this, I slowly began licking his hot, throbbing tool, running my tongue up and down the shaft, paying special attention to the head. By the time I inserted his dick into my mouth, he was squirming with desire and begging for me to go down on him. He was preejaculating like a gusher. I licked all his juicy love potion and continued to suck and lick his hot, swollen member for several more minutes. Then we retired to the bedroom for my turn.

I threw myself down on the bed, and my boyfriend ordered me to take off my clothes. I hastily removed my panties and the T-shirt that I was wearing. Then he attacked me, rubbing my breasts and sucking my nipples until they were hard and red. He then kissed my stomach and caressed me with his strong, knowing hands.