Penthouse (15 page)
Helene leapt onto the bed and resumed our long, tongue-twisting kiss. Darryl had my belt open and my fly down. I hoisted up as he pulled my jeans down to my ankles; I was eager to be free of them. Helene’s hand quickly found its way into my panties as I tried to get her pants undone. She sat up for a second, whipped off her blouse, and freed her beautiful tits. Darryl was kneeling between my legs, hands on Helene’s waist, pulling down her pants and panties as far as he could with her still straddling me. I pulled her tits toward my face and starting sucking, reaching up between her legs to smear her hot pussy juice up and down her crotch.
I knew Darryl would be watching and I knew he’d be rock-hard. Then I felt the bed shift and his cock rub against my hand. I grabbed it and rubbed it against Helene’s wet cunt, and she moaned, grinding her hips into my hand. I wanted my man to fuck her and I wanted to watch. I twisted around on the bed so Helene and I were in a sixty-nine position. As I watched her ass coming down toward me I spread my legs open and her tongue slipped into my hole. I groaned and spread her lips with my fingers, licking her clit and opening her up for Darryl’s cock. I felt his cock against my lips and I sucked it, leaving it wet and slippery. I tilted my head and let it slide right from my mouth to the red bush above me. Watching that long, slick cock sliding into a pussy was so hot I started coming. Helene groaned into my cunt as Darryl’s cock slid in and out, grazing my lips with every stroke. I reached down and pushed Helene’s head hard against my cunt as I screamed and fucked her face, grinding my pelvis and smearing her lips with my cunt juice. Hearing my yell, Darryl began to tense up. I pulled her labia wide and wrapped my lips around his cock and her hole. When he came I could feel it pulsing down his shaft. I flicked my tongue around where his cock disappeared into Helene’s sweet pussy so that when he pulled out, a flood of his come dripped straight into my mouth.
Helene hadn’t come yet, so I pulled her pussy close and sucked her off until she was practically fucking my mouth with her desire. Darryl came around in front of me and started jerking off. There was no way I was going to hold back as Helene stuck three fingers in my cunt. As she finger-fucked my cunt, Darryl jerked himself harder and harder until he arched his back and with a groan shot his load all over my neck and tits. I smeared it around my nipples and wiped it on my cunt. Helene licked it off my fingers. Feeling her lips on my fingers was all I needed, and I exploded again.
I collapsed with a smile and looked at Darryl as he leaned against the headboard, panting. Helene said, “Is this what I think it is?” I turned around and saw her looking at the strap-on dildo, and knew it was going to be the best bachelor or bachelorette party anybody had ever had.
—D. L., New York
In Like Clint
One afternoon I began some on-line flirting with a guy named Clint. This was nothing new for me, but I had never before met any of these contacts in person. Clint was complaining that he needed a back rub. I decided to help him out. I sent him an instant message, asking if he was interested in more than a back rub. With my husband, David, sitting next to me at the computer, I asked Clint if he would be interested in a threesome. He was all for it, and we arranged to meet at a local restaurant.
David and I met Clint outside the restaurant, then went inside to talk for a while. Since he hadn’t had a picture to send me on-line, I wasn’t sure if I would be attracted to him, or he to me. But once I saw him, any doubts quickly evaporated. A few drinks and an hour later we took Clint back to our house.
I could tell Clint was a little nervous, so I decided to make the first move. I ran my hand up his thigh and began fondling his balls. He leaned over and started kissing me. His cock was already hard when I began rubbing it through his shorts. He started unbuttoning my dress while I undid his shorts and began stroking his cock. I wasn’t wearing a bra, so he dived right for my tits and began nibbling my nipples.
Soon he pushed my head down toward his dick. I got down on my knees in front of him and started sucking and licking his cock. David moved behind me and lifted my dress. Then he took off my panties and slid his cock into my wet pussy. I knew Clint was watching me suck his dick, so I looked up at him while I ran my tongue up the entire length of his shaft. I could tell he was really excited at this point, so I suggested we move to the bedroom.
Clint finished taking off my dress in the bedroom. David followed us in, naked, his cock standing at attention. Clint moved behind me. This was a perfect situation. I had David kissing me and fondling my tits, while Clint kissed the back of my neck and pressed his firm cock between my ass cheeks.
Then he motioned for me to bend over the bed. He slid his dick into my already soaked pussy. David maneuvered his way under me so I could suck his dick. I felt Clint playing with my asshole, and I knew he wanted to fuck my ass. The thought thrilled me. Clint’s dick slid into my ass like it was meant to be there. David got so excited watching Clint fuck my ass so easily that he soon shot his load into my mouth. Clint continued to pump my ass hard and fast, his balls bouncing on my clit. I moaned in pleasure with multiple orgasms. My pussy was dripping wet by the time he was done.
Clint stretched out on the bed in front of me and I licked the head of his cock while David got down between my legs and started lapping up my pussy juice. Then David began fingering my pussy and my ass while he licked my clit, bringing me to orgasm again. Soon Clint was coming, and I opened my mouth to catch every last bit of his jism. Before Clint left the house he said we would have to do this again. I hope we hear from him soon.
—E. T., Michigan
Working Out
It was the week before our fifth wedding anniversary, and I wanted to fit into the skintight dress that my husband had loved so much on our honeymoon. There was only one problem—the twenty-year-old body that it had fit so well before had filled out a little. I decided to call a local aerobics instructor and find out when she could fit me into class. She said there were no spots open, but I could pay extra for late private sessions.
The next night I showed up at the club in a leotard, eager to do what it would take. Maggie, the instructor, walked in, and I shivered. She was incredibly beautiful and wearing next to nothing. We got right into the routine, and before long everyone else had left the fitness center. I guess she noticed that I was distracted by her moves, and she came close to assist me with mine. As she stretched my arms up, her hands slowly cupped my firm breasts. My face flushed, as did my peach.
“I know what you want,” she purred. Maggie had read my mind. I wanted to smell, feel, and taste her. Her hand flicked my nipple hard as her tongue ran up my neck into my ear. My leotard was wet, and I was hot.
I licked her tongue, and she slid out of her Lycra suit. Then mine came off, our naked bodies moving in perfect rhythm with the flickering of our tongues.
“Oh,” she exhaled, as I slid a finger between her thighs. My face followed, and with that, we rode each other’s lips. We rolled over and over, giving each other many orgasms. Maggie stood over my glistening body and motioned for me to stay. I fingered my clit as she grabbed a double-ended dildo from her desk.
Before long we were writhing in ecstasy, our perspiring hips slapping together as the dong slid up our holes. The room spun so fast, I came close to passing out, but Maggie was there to keep my full attention. That night we moved from the whirlpool to the sauna to her apartment, where we said good-bye until the next night. Needless to say, “working out” with Maggie for the next four nights fulfilled my ultimate fantasy—and got me into the dress as well.
—M. B., Washington
Working Girls
Brenda and I had been cocktail waitresses at a local club for the past three years, and we’d become very good friends. One night after work, we met for a couple of drinks. At first, naturally, we spoke about the shift we had just put in, but after a few drinks, we changed the subject to sex. As time went by, the conversation became more risqué, and Brenda asked if I had ever been with another woman. I told her that I had thought of it but hadn’t actually carried it out. She asked if we could leave and continue talking about this in private.
We decided to take a cab to her house. I was becoming extremely aroused in the backseat, and I felt my pussy begin to moisten. Brenda made it clear that the feeling was mutual, whispering in my ear that she wanted to feel my body next to hers. With that I softly ran my hand up her leg and stared into her eyes.
Once inside, we embraced and kissed for the first time—her face was so smooth. Our lips met, and then our tongues discovered each other. It was delightful, and I couldn’t wait for more.
We ran to her bedroom, dropping our clothes on the way. By the time we got there, we were wearing only bras and G-strings. We kissed again and caressed each other. Brenda’s hand dropped down and touched my cunt for the first time. She began to rub my clit slowly as I unfastened her bra. Then she removed mine and began to lightly bite my nipples. It was unbelievably erotic having my best friend do this to me.
Soon her fingers began to fuck my pussy. I remained standing, and she lowered herself to the floor and licked my dripping cunt while I rode her face. She knew just what to do. It was unlike any tongue-lashing any man had ever given me. I pulled her up and tasted my own pussy on her lips, licking her fingers as I guided her to the bed. I couldn’t wait to lick her delectable pussy.
Her pussy lips were swollen and deep pink. I put my face right on her cunt and began to eat her.
Very sweet,
I thought. Using my fingers, I exposed her button and tongued it at a frantic pace. Her hips rose and soon she was coming all over my face. I must have done a good job, because she pulled me up and licked my face—fresh with her flowing juices—and kissed me passionately.
We lay there for a while, kissing and fingering each other until Brenda asked if I wanted to be fucked. Did I ever! She went to a drawer and put on a strap-on dildo. I told her to fuck me doggie style, grab my tits, and ram me hard. Following my instructions, she pounded me mercilessly. I came in a wave that completely engulfed my body. We lay there embracing and fell asleep in each other’s arms.
—R. A., New Jersey
Shop-aholic
It was sort of a dreary, foggy afternoon, and there was nothing else to do, so I decided to go shopping at the local mall. While I was checking out the selection of white pants. I couldn’t help but notice the fine-looking woman who was working in the store. Her ass looked so firm and ripe I could feel my pussy getting hot. She was wearing a tight pair of purple spandex panties under a flowing lilac skirt. Her stomach was so tight and tanned, and her breasts looked like perfect mouthfuls. I wondered how big her nipples were under that top.
Just then she spotted me also. She must have caught me checking her out. She walked over to me and asked if I needed any help. Then it was chemistry—and no one was in the store.
We chatted for a few minutes and found out that we were both utterly attracted to each other. Her name was Amy, she was the manager, and she had a beautiful smile. Suddenly, she kissed me, deep and wet, and our tongues were caught up with each other. Then she stopped and said that she’d open up a dressing room for us.
She led me back to the back of the store and I couldn’t wait to taste that honey-filled snatch. After all, the mall was empty and the store quiet. As soon as we entered the dressing room I undressed my new babe friend, leaving on only her sexy thong bikini. I spread her legs apart and rubbed her soft thighs. With my three middle fingertips I started to rub her sweet clit. My tongue went straight into her, proceeding to lick and suck nonstop. She shuddered rigidly three times, and her eyes squeezed shut as she climaxed, gasping for breath.
Then it was my turn to come, and did I ever! She started in immediately on my cunt with her thumb and two fingers. I was pinching, twisting, and caressing my nipples—getting very worked up. Her tongue went wild on my snatch, and I soaked her face with my come as I had a massive orgasm. After that we kissed and rubbed each other, softly talking. Then she went down on my tired cunt and made it feel loved and warm. Well, I bought the white pants and I think I’ll go shopping again this afternoon.
—N. C., Washington
Picture Perfect
I am a university student who lives in a dorm and shares a room. My boyfriend lives in an apartment nearby, where recently out of curiosity I leafed through his latest issue of
Penthouse
. I found that the women were all very beautiful, and, to my surprise, I couldn’t help getting extremely turned on seeing them licking each other. The pictorial featuring two girls made me cream in my panties. I confiscated the magazine to fully enjoy later at my dorm.
When I got home my roommate was out. I took off all of my clothes and started masturbating to the beautiful photos. I dreamed of licking and sucking the models’ bodies. I would have done anything to kiss and taste another woman. I started to moan loudly and was reaching an explosive orgasm. Then, right when I was coming, the door opened and my roommate walked in.
I was very embarrassed, and so was she. There I was, lying on the floor completely naked, with the centerfold wide-open. I asked her to excuse me, and she just giggled and told me not to worry about it. I tried to hide the magazine, but was unsuccessful. As she undressed for bed she asked me what had me so turned on. In her half shirt and panties she grabbed it and started to look through it. As she sat at her desk I noticed that her nipples started to become erect.
“No wonder you were so hot. These women are gorgeous,” she said. As I sat there blushing I noticed that she started swaying her hips back and forth, her legs spread just enough for me to see the moisture forming between them.
Then she set the magazine down, looked at me, and took off her shirt. Her round, firm tits never looked so good before. She licked her lips and smiled. “What do you think of this body?” With that I crawled over to her—still naked—and told her that I wanted to make love to her right then. “I thought you’d never ask,” she said.
