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Letters to Penthouse IV (24 page)

Tom was the most satisfying and considerate lover a woman could hope for. In a hundred years, I don’t think I could return the joy and gratification he gave me. When we were finally all fucked out, we moved to the bed for some sleep. As soon as we lay down, however, we began kissing and caressing again. His hands were all over my reawakening body, as if exploring it for the first time. Soon he was back on top of me, and we were fucking again with all our might.

The indescribable thrill of it was just as strong and wonderful as before. Tom called my name throughout, as I felt his throbbing cock fill my pussy with sweet, hot come. We were left exhausted and quickly fell asleep in each other’s arms. When we awoke, we showered together, and I shampooed his beautiful hair.

I cannot describe how we sadly lingered over breakfast, dreading that final good-bye. Wherever he is, I’d like Tom to know that it was a night of perfect love that I’ll never forget. I hope we meet again someday.—
Name and address withheld

HE COMES TO NURSE’S AID; THROWS HER CUNT A CURVE

Recently I was in New Orleans, and I felt like celebrating after closing a very lucrative business deal. As I showered and dressed, I thought about finding a good hooker. Suddenly, I remembered a young woman from our town who had left for a nursing job in New Orleans.

My recollections of Linda were extremely pleasant, since she is a striking beauty, with gray-green eyes and long, dark hair. Extremely shapely, and just a year older than my married daughter, she is a cock-raising combination. Last summer, in the country club swimming pool, I got a hefty erection watching her porpoise through the water with her beautiful ass stuck up in the air.

The thought of fucking Linda was far-out and far-fetched, so I decided that it would be nice just to see her, even if we only shared a bottle of wine and a friendly dinner. I checked the phone book. Sure enough, her name and number were listed. I felt the onset of a throbbing hard-on when she answered the phone in that sweet, sexy voice that I remembered so well. We chatted for a white, and she readily accepted my dinner invitation.

When I arrived at Linda’s apartment, she looked breathtaking in a tight red dress with a slit that stopped just a few inches below hers. When we west out, I felt ten feet tall with such a fantastic dream woman on my arm.

We wined, dined and danced until almost midnight. After a few disco sets, we swayed cheek-to-cheek to a slow romantic number. Holding Linda’s divine tits and thighs against me ignited the fire in my cock and balls that I’d always imagined it would. She glanced up at me in angelic perplexity, as if she was surprised to be causing the big bulge that her cunt was pressing against. I kissed her on the forehead, and she pressed even closer, not in a teasing manner, but as if to volunteer herself in a sublime offering.

Linda suggested that we go to her apartment. As we drove there, she nestled close and ran her hand up and down my straining manhood. We went directly to her bedroom, kissing and hastily undressing one another.

Seeing her naked, perfect body created the largest, stiffest hard-on I had experienced in years. She, in turn, stared with wide-eyed delight at my aching, arched organ. My cock is close to a foot long, and curves downward to a large, purple, flanged head.

Several years ago, in a Tokyo whorehouse, my girl called the madam in after she had washed and hardened me. The madam said it wasn’t unusual for American men to have curved organs. However, she admitted that mine was unusually large. They both played with it and hefted it, and before the evening was over, I had also sampled the delights of the informative madam.

Linda and I fell onto the bed in a 69 position. Her warm, moist pinkness came alive to my tongue, white she managed to take most of my cock down her pretty throat in expert fashion.

I have found that my flared, flanged glans acts much like a French tickler, and the curvature of my shaft constantly tantalizes ladies with large, swollen clits, usually delighting them into a multi-orgasmic frenzy. I was impatient to give Linda’s cunt a taste of my special tool.

Rolling over her, I jammed and jabbed the swollen head into her fiery, tight foxhole. With her moans urging me on, I slammed my curved cock into her straining, tender slit, jam-packing her gripping cunt. She began a multiorgasm as I pumped deeply and finally unloaded ball-draining gushes into the depths of her small, thrashing body. Later that night, she woke me, almost draining me again with her sweet mourn before I restrained her. I mounted her from the rear, then rolled over and twisted her around. She straddled me for another lingering love session that left my balls empty and her pussy full.

When I departed, early the next morning, she was smiling sweetly in her sleep. I smiled, too, as I reached for the doorknob, thinking that a session with this nurse was just what the doctor ordered.—
Name and address withheld

HE PLAYS BALL BY DAY AND BALLS IT UP ALL NIGHT

I am a sophomore football player at a large California university. I was lucky enough to be recruited by dozens of colleges, and visiting six of them was very exciting. There’s one visit I’ll never forget and that’s why I am writing this letter.

My friend, Barry, and I were both recruited by a certain West Coast university. We were greeted at me airport by one of the assistant coaches of the football team. He treated us like kings, and we visited the best restaurants and the wealthiest areas in the city.

On our tour of the town, we saw some of the most sensational ladies that I’ve ever observed. More than anything, I wanted to get my dick wet. At the end of the day, several other recruits suggested that we go out on the town. Barry and I eagerly agreed, thinking of the beauties we had seen earlier.

Later, while we were standing outside a disco, three dazzling chicks walked by. The one that caught my eye was quite a knockout. Her skin was almost black, and she had a great pair of legs that she showed plenty of in her miniskirt. My dick got hard while I gazed longingly at her curved ass and a luscious set of melons that were about to pop out of her V-neck sweater.

We rushed into the disco, hot on the trail of these foxes. I went straight to the girl whose great body had caught my eye outside. She told me that her name was Sonya, and that she had graduated from the university a year ago. She was now doing PR work for a professional baseball team. When she found out that I was a football recruit, she was quite impressed. I am only five-foot-ten and one hundred eighty pounds. I told her that I hoped I wasn’t too small for college football. Sonya looked down at my bulging crotch and said, “You look big enough to me.” When she took out her car keys and looked toward the door, I gave my friends a signal to say that I would meet them back at the dorm.

When we got to Sonya’s apartment, we snorted a few lines of snow and immediately undressed. Kissing passionately, we fell upon her water bed, and my hands roamed freely over her splendid body. I had never seen such big tits on such a small frame. Her nipples were the size of half-dollars, and my mouth eagerly welcomed them.

Sonya told me that she was going to take control. She ordered me to lie on my back without moving. After I obeyed, she started to lick my toes and feet. She ran her tongue up the sides of my legs, and turned her dripping cunt toward my face. We were doing a 69, and she was sucking my nine inch member like it was going out of style. As I was lapping Sonya’s cunt like a thirsty puppy, I shot a huge load all over her tits. Come ran down my balls and she licked off every drop.

After a short rest, all I wanted to do was fuck the hell out of her cunt. Within seconds, my dick became hard and swollen. Sonya got on top of it and began pumping slowly and rhythmically. The tempo soon got fast and furious as she started to come. She was moaning with pleasure. Her huge breasts were flopping in every direction. I grabbed both, and hung on for dear life as I shot off what seemed like a quart of hot juice.

After dropping two loads like those, most guys would be pretty drained. But, like most athletes, I have incredible stamina. Being an ass man at heart, I just had to get into Sonya’s back door before I would be satisfied.

I found some Vaseline in her bathroom and lubricated her ass and my prick. We got on all fours. I grabbed her perfect, round ass and shoved my cock into it. To my surprise, she took it in to the hilt, and it fit like a glove. I grabbed her huge tits, and we started fucking like two wild animals. Just before I was about to come, Sonya reached around and stuck her finger in my ass. I shot another full load into her rear, and we collapsed on the bed.

This great fucking session helped me make my decision. I enrolled in school the next day, certain that I could score as well off me field as on it. I haven’t been disappointed yet.—
Name and address withheld

SAD STORY TURNS SWEET: MARY ROSE FINALLY GETS SATISFACTION

I first met Mary-Rose ten years ago. At that time, she was a cashier in a fast-food restaurant. Mary-Rose was the most luscious redhead I had ever seen; she reeked of sex. Her melon-size boobs and firm ass belong in a museum of natural wonders. When I first set eyes on her, my raging hard-on made it almost impossible for me to order a burger and fries. Before I could eat, I had to run to the men’s room and jack off, dreaming of a more appetizing “fur burger.” My sex life at that time was nonexistent, but my sex drive was at its peak. After three or four visits to that restaurant, all with the same result, I finally got up the courage to ask Mary-Rose for a date.

Our date was far from perfect, and, after dropping Mary-Rose off, I turned once again to my trusty fist. A couple of weeks later. I called her and she asked me to stop by at a house where she was baby-sitting. When I arrived, her younger sister was with her and offered to keep an eye on things while Mary-Rose and I went out to my car for some privacy.

After some heavy petting, I told her how much I craved her crimson pussy. She told me that she never went all the way, but she released my throbbing cock and gave me my first and most memorable blow job. Afterward, she said she’d changed her mind and would let me make love to her, but, for the moment, she had to go back inside so her sister would not become too suspicious.

For two weeks I dreamed of nothing but that blow job and imagined what my first fuck would be like. The anticipation drove me to jack off four or five times a day. The big day finally arrived and Mary-Rose and I went to the house of a friend who had offered his water bed for my use. After a lot of fumbling, due to my inexperience as well as the sloshing of the water bed, we finally got a rhythm going and shifted into a 69 position—another first for me. I loved it and Mary-Rose went wild when I sucked her. Much to my shame, I could not obtain a full erection. My God, there she was right in front of me, begging to be fucked, and me with no rod! In desperation, I forced my semi-erect cock into the tightest, wettest pussy I have ever felt, and immediately shot my wad. I was so disappointed and embarrassed that I didn’t call her again, even though she was very encouraging and understanding after my failure.

Over the next eight years, I traveled extensively, married, and continued to beat off to the memory of Mary-Rose, which never failed to give me a rock-hard boner. After a few years, I made several attempts to contact Mary-Rose, but without success. Then, a year ago, when I was at a party with my wife, who should walk up to me but Mary-Rose? My cock became engorged at the sight of her.

For months after that, our paths crossed continually, but nothing ever came of it except for a raging hard-on. Then one day we unexpectedly met at a bar. After talking, we ended up at her apartment and reenacted our first 69. She was again begging me to fuck her love box. This time I did. And on many more occasions as, well.

She is still the most luscious nymph I’ve ever seen and I love to pound into her throbbing cunt as well as her gorgeous ass. What’s even better is that she says she comes with nobody as well as she does with me. I hope to continue this relationship with Mary-Rose for many more years.—
Name and address withheld

FRUSTRATED WIFE TAKES CO-WORKER LOVER MAKES HUBBY JERK OFF

I am a fairly attractive thirty-six-year-old waitress who gets propositioned quite often at work. Being a loyal wife, although not a satisfied one, I have always declined these invitations. However, after fighting with my husband for a week, I was extremely horny. When John, a handsome, twenty-six-year-old co-worker, offered me a ride home late one night, I accepted eagerly. On the way to my house he stopped the car in a deserted area, and we could both feel a sexual charge in the air. He put his arm around me, and I timidly let him fondle my breast. As we kissed, he slipped the zipper of my uniform down and reached inside to undo my bra. I started trembling as he grabbed my naked tits and began passionately sucking them. He ran his tongue all over my breasts, nipples and neck as his hand glided along my nylon-clad thighs. John pushed my skirt over my hips and let his hand slide up to my crotch. My panty hose were soaking wet, and I was embarrassed when the strong smell of my cunt juices started filling the car. I was so hot by this time that I began to hump against his hand. At that point, I think John knew he could do anything he wanted to me.

When he took my hand and guided it to his crotch, I was delighted to find nine inches of rock-hard cock (my husband’s is only five inches). He opened his belt and zipper, and pulled his jeans down to his knees. When his shorts followed, I couldn’t take my eyes off that super tool—his balls looked like small grapefruits! I nervously wrapped a fist around his giant shaft and jerked it up and down. John moaned his approval, and my hand worked faster and faster. I continued stroking him furiously, until he forced me to stop, saying he would shoot off if I kept doing it for another second. He pulled my legs up on the seat, forcing them wide apart. He leaned forward, finally placing his mouth directly over the large wet spot on my panty hose. As he ate my cunt right through the sheer nylon, I had a wonderful orgasm.

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