Penthouse Uncensored V (54 page)

Now Quentin had the honors and began by asking Penelope to straddle his member and ride it like a golf cart on a bumpy path. Even after the golf, the drinking and their prior sex, she bounced on his club with the energy and enthusiasm of a rookie on the tour. A craving came over her as her orgasm drew close. She looked me in the eye and asked me please to fuck her in the ass. Wanting the guys to appreciate just how far she would go while she role-played a cock-hungry tramp, I asked her to ask them to satiate her every orifice. Penelope entreated Evander, who was just watching from the gallery, to put his trusty wood into her mouth. I asked her to reach back and spread her ass-cheeks so I could work on my backswing.

I heard nothing more from her, since her mouth was too busy for talking. But then she began to make a sound I had never heard before. As Evander stuffed her mouth, Quentin filled her pussy and I reamed her butt, she began to chortle and babble rapidly and uncontrollably. It was something to hear, as she came again and again, driven by three weekend duffers suddenly on their best game. Soon we were in a heap on the bed, our rounds completed, our nineteenth hole celebration proceeding joyfully.

After a rest and showers I decided to call room service and order a bottle of their finest champagne and four glasses. I poured each of us a glass to toast our day and our hostess. As we raised our glasses, Penelope complimented us on the fine wine we three had produced for her appreciation.

“It felt good, it tasted good,” she said. “Excellent nose, smooth going down, splendid finish. I think we should declare a vintage!”

Evander and Quentin had to catch a late flight, they said, and after a flurry of effusive praise from each to everyone else, they left.

Penelope and I straightened the bed, lay down in it and slept the sleep of the contented. The next morning, we had a playoff round that broke par by a very wide margin.

Later that morning, on answering a knock on the door, we found an entire set of top quality women’s clubs had been sent to us with a thank-you note from our recent partners.

“Thanks for achieving a Grand Slam,” it read. “You set a course record that may never be broken!”—
C.J., Windsor, Ontario

SHE’S TOO BUSY FUCKING & SUCKING TO FIGURE IT OUT, SO THERE’S NO NEED FOR YOU TO

Recently my boyfriend introduced me to your magazine. Needless to say, we thoroughly enjoy reading the stories together. I have a story that you just might find worthy of your pages.

Every summer I go to the beach for a week or two, and every summer I meet someone, without fail. I’ve had flings with lifeguards and fellow vacationers, but this summer was by far the best. I met Clay and he invited me to a party. At first I figured it would be a typical run-of-the-mill get-together, but to my delight it was anything but typical.

After a couple of hours of music, dancing and just talk, several of us were discussing Split Rock Beach, a little-used nude beach a short distance up the road. Before I knew what had happened, our discussion had turned into a dare and we were on our way.

There was Clay and three other guys, and two other girls besides myself, so the women were outnumbered.

When we got there the guys immediately got naked and ran into the water. I remember staring at this one guy and his awesome body. His penis was somewhat long and his washboard belly was thrilling to see. I still liked Clay, but I was getting wet just dreaming about this other guy atop me, his cock inside me.

The two other girls and I decided to make the guys work to get our clothes off. One girl’s name was Eugenie, the other’s Phyllis. Mine’s Leora. When two of the guys came out of the water they started to attempt to strip us. We cajoled them not to by promising our clothes would come off in due time. We all sat around talking about sex and our experiences, until Eugenie dared Clay to touch Hal’s dick; Hal being the one with the great midsection who was turning me on. He sat waiting to see if Clay would take the challenge and touch him. Clay did, and there was just no stopping what followed.

It became a game of dares, each one a little more erotic. I was dared to fake an orgasm, which I did so well the guys wondered if I hadn’t been finger-fucking myself to get in the mood. Then it was to touch Eugenie’s breasts. She was a petite girl with brown hair and moderate-sized breasts, with what proved to be perky nipples. She had long lean legs and a flat belly. I thought if I were a guy I would definitely be attracted to her.

The other girl, Phyllis, was a little more developed, with large breasts and a big ass. The guys kept commenting on getting a bit of her.

It was Eugenie’s turn and she was dared to suck my tits. I’m a petite girl, five feet four, weighing about a hundred and two. Eugenie commented on how she liked my firm breasts and my large erect nipples—which, of course, I was showing by that time. As she began sucking, I got so wet I could barely contain myself. I started hand-jobbing my mound, but the guys soon stopped me and said I was cheating. Then we both beat off a couple of guys, Ernie and Vinnie, till they came. Clay was jerking off Hal while fingering Phyllis. Oh yes—we were all bare-ass by that time!

Then Eugenie started licking Phyllis’s pussy while I was getting eaten out by Hal, the guy whose dick I had longed for. Still, I was wondering what Eugenie’s tongue would feel like. I wanted her to lick my wet pussy, since she’d licked my nipples so nicely. Then, as if he had been reading my mind, Hal looked up and dared Eugenie to eat me while letting Phyllis eat her.

It was fun, and then Hal started to give me the fucking I’d dreamed about, while Clay was fucking Eugenie. Phyllis was eating Ernie while Vinnie fucked her in the ass. After a little while, a lot of switching started going on. All I can remember is four guys reaching orgasm at the same time, by any means necessary, and shooting their goo over our three female bodies.

Then as I sucked off one of the other guys, I think it was Vinnie, who was busy playing with the other girl, Phyllis, I think, we got him to come and I had him shoot it into my hand. I had Hal lick it up. He loved every last drop, yes he did!

We were all so turned on and horny that we could be called fucking machines—never getting enough, always ready for more. Eugenie started sucking Clay’s cock, but I decided I wanted to also. So as we both licked our tongues up and down his dick our tongues met.

Clay seemed to dig this, because pretty soon he pulled his dick away and Eugenie and I were left french kissing. We were exploring each other as we had never done with any other guy. It left a tingling sensation in me. She knew just how to kiss me to make me yearn for more.

When I tell my new boyfriend, Wallace, this story, he gets off instantly, and begs me to tell him more. He fantasizes about me getting fucked by Hal’s or Clay’s limber cock and getting my pussy eaten out by Eugenie or Phyllis.

No experience I’ve had has been quite like this. I hope soon to be able to do this again, with Wallace and another energetic troupe of men and women.—
L.K., Olympia, Washington

NINE WAS FINE BUT THEN CAME TEN, TO GLADDEN GLADYS ONCE AGAIN

We live in a new apartment complex. The walls are very thin. Our bedroom is next to the next-door couple’s bedroom. During our first night in our new apartment we were preparing for bed when we became aware of the squeaking of bedsprings. Moaning and passionate sighs were coming from beyond the wall. It was almost as though we were in the room with them.

The woman was sure a howler when she came. We heard her say, “Oh baby, your big dick sure makes my pussy feel soooo gooood! You m-m-make me c-c-come soooo gooood!”

Listening to them fuck was a turn-on for us. So my wife Gladys and I agreed that turnabout was fair play.

“You want me to suck your tits, honey?” I asked loudly. Gladys replied loudly, “Oh yes, play with my tits, pull my nipples, make them stiff. Lick my tits now!”

I sucked with gusto, making slurping sounds. Gladys cried, “Oh, you make it feel so good! My pussy is getting wet! Oh yes, feel my pussy!”

“Oh baby, baby, baby, what a hairy, hairy pussy you’ve got!” I groaned. “God, I want to stick my face in it half the night, then stick my dick in it till dawn!”

“
Fuck
my pussy, baby,” Gladys grunted. “Oh yes,
fuck
my pussy
good
! Oh, put your
big cock
in my
hot
cunt! Oh yes, that’s it, you have the head in. Don’t tease me, give it all to me! Fuck me hard,
hard
, you crazy bastard!”

We did our best to outdo our neighbors. Gladys groaned and bellowed with each stroke of my cock. The bedsprings squeaked in a steady rhythm. The headboard made a rapping noise as it bumped against the wall. We both wailed that we were coming, crying in turn like a couple of opera singers, tenor and alto.

I swear, she never gets enough. I reminded her of that night when we went to a swingers’ party and she played a big part in an interracial gang bang.

“I’ll bet you remember,” I said, “that big, nine-inch black cock that you fucked five times that night.”

She replied, “Now how could I ever forget that? I must have come so much I risked a hernia.”

We didn’t know it at the time but we had lately been setting the stage for a future gang bang. The discovery began one morning when the doorbell rang.

Gladys, being naked at the time, put on a short, belted terry cloth robe and went to the door. There was a young, nice-looking black lady standing before her when she opened it. She was wearing a baby doll pajama set and was the picture of friendliness. She invited us over for toast and coffee. Gladys said that would be nice, but we weren’t dressed yet and our clothes were still packed.

“Come as you are,” she said, laughing. “After hearing the way you two went at it, we feel as though we know you already.”

I put on a pair of cutoffs and we joined our new friend next door.

Introductions were made. They were Ted and Cora. Ted was tall and well built, with a very dark complexion and a big, friendly smile. As Cora was pouring coffee and preparing toast, Ted leaned back in his chair, facing Gladys. It was then I noticed her robe had gaped open and her pussy was completely exposed to Ted’s gaze.

Gladys glanced down and pulled her robe shut. But when Cora sat down Gladys reopened her legs and her robe gaped open again, much to Ted’s delight. We made good conversation, thanked them for their kind hospitality and invited them to have coffee at our apartment the next morning. When we returned there, Gladys laughed.

“Did you see how Ted stared when I showed him my pussy?” she asked. “I’ll bet he got a hard-on. I’ll bet it’d be fun to fuck him!”

“Maybe you should go for it,” I suggested.

“Maybe I will,” she said.

Gladys got her chance a few weeks later. Ted and Cora invited us to go out drinking and dancing at a club nearby. The drinks really loosened us up. The conversation turned to sex. Ted asked Gladys to dance with him. I danced with Cora, who could really swing her hips. And I admired her shapely ass.

Ted and Gladys were dancing very close. Ted had one hand on Gladys’s breast as she laid her head against his shoulder. He un-buttoned the two top buttons on her blouse so he could see her tits. A moment later, his hand was in the waistband of her skirt. Before I knew it, he was feeling her pussy, right on the dance floor. By the time the dance ended, they were locked in a tongue-tangling kiss. Back at the table, they went easy on the drinks, but kept ordering for Cora and me. They wanted us to get drunk so they could fuck.

Ted went to the restroom and presently I followed him. I found him getting condoms from a machine. Then he stood at the urinal next to me, unzipped his pants and hauled out his cock. It was very long and thick, though only half erect. I felt a frightening thrill knowing that before the night was over, he’d have it lodged in Gladys’s pussy.

When we left the club, Cora was completely passed out. I pretended to be too drunk to notice. They dumped Cora in the back seat of the car. Ted drove, Gladys seated next to him. I sat beside Gladys but leaned back against the door frame. We sat momentarily in the parking lot.

Ted loosened Gladys’s blouse and bra so he could admire her tits. Gladys unzipped his pants and took out his cock. She looked shocked at first at how large it was. I felt her shiver.

Gladys unzipped her skirt and worked it down over her hips. Ted admired her sexy panties. Then she pulled them down so he could play with her pussy.

My cock was hard and pre-come oozed from the head. It hurt, too; I was getting a case of blue balls, just from watching.

A car pulled up beside Ted’s. It held five of Ted’s friends. Ted and the driver exchanged greetings. The driver asked Ted what’s up.

“My dick!” Ted said, laughing powerfully.

“I got me a white gal here,” he continued, “with a fine set of tits and a hot puss wanting some big black dick. Cora is passed out and this girl’s old man is so stoned he just ain’t happening. Hey, honey, here’s an idea. How about you take on not only me but a few of my friends?”

Gladys said okay. Ted said they would have to go to his apartment so he could put Cora to bed. When we all got there, Gladys and Ted undressed Cora completely. Her cunt, opened slightly, showed pink. Her nipples were much the darkest part of her breasts.

We then went to my apartment, where we were joined by the rest of Ted’s friends. Ted completely undressed Gladys and got on the bed. He started feeding her his long, thick black cock. She took it down her throat enthusiastically.

When it was slick with her spit, he pulled free and knelt between her legs. He drove that ten inches hard into her cunt with one swift thrust. I was amazed.

“Oh yes, I love black dick!” Gladys cried.

“My dick loves your red-haired pussy,” Ted crooned in reply. “Oh yes, you are so tight, but you’ll be loose when I get done with you!”

Then, one after the other, Gladys had black cocks down her throat, up her cunt, and twice in her ass and cunt at the same time. When all the gang were tapped out, they departed.