I gently pushed her head away from my prick and asked her to stand up. I removed my shirt, then I leaned forward and gently parted her thighs with my hands. I lightly rubbed both thighs until she opened them wider. I carefully brushed her cunt lips with the tip of one finger. Her labia were hot, wet and puffy. I was especially pleased to see that she didn’t have a trace of pubic hair. As I stroked her lips, Donna’s knees buckled. Her face was flushed and she was breathing heavily through her mouth. After two minutes of this she came violently, panting and groaning as her legs quivered. And I hadn’t even touched her clit yet.
She leaned against me, braced herself on my shoulder and began to tongue my mouth deeply as she caressed my stiff cock. I still wanted to see her cunt up close and fuck the hell out of it, but I wanted to give Donna more pleasure first.
As we kissed, I reached between her legs and peeled her sticky, clean-shaven lips apart. I located her clit and gently stroked it for a while before inserting two fingers into her sopping hole. Her passion had been rising all along, but Donna went out of control now. She fucked my fingers for about twenty seconds before she spasmed, bucked wildly and collapsed against me.
As she cooled down, I gently caressed her. Donna still couldn’t talk, but when she caught her breath she begged me to fuck her. She started to lube my cockhead with her saliva, but at this point it didn’t even need the special attention.
To intensify our pleasure, I tried to slow down the pace. I told Donna to stop sucking my cock and stand up. I asked her to take off her skirt so I could get a better look at her cunt. I couldn’t believe how beautiful it was. There was a tuft of blonde pubic hair above her pussy, but not a hair on her thoroughly swollen pink lips. They were obviously more than ready to caress my shank. I told her to remove her blouse, turn around and bend over. Her nipples were so big they stretched the flimsy fabric of her delicate bra. Her breasts hung like large, soft grapefruits. She turned on her heels and bent over. As I squatted behind her, I told her to think of my cock and nothing else. Then I began to thoroughly bathe her labia with my tongue. I held her hips as she braced her palms against the coffee table in front of her. She came three times as I worked her pussy over. I didn’t know how much more of a workout this woman could take or if I would just come without even touching myself.
We finally went to her bedroom for round two. She took off her brassiere. Her nipples were the thickest pair I’ve seen and they pointed slightly downward. We stood next to her bed. I told her that, for the moment, I would suck her nipples and not touch anything else, and asked her if she would just lightly stroke my cock and balls, smearing pre-come all over the tender tip.
At some point we just slid down onto the bed. I lifted her legs over my shoulders. Donna firmly grasped my fat tool and rubbed it along her slit four or five times, then placed it at her entrance so I could sink it all the way in.
Donna’s pussy was tight, and my cock is fat, but after several strokes my penis was balls-deep inside her. I gave her long, steady, deep strokes, corkscrewing her with my dick as she crossed her legs over my lower back and pressed her hard nipples against me. I screamed as my come gushed out of me, slamming harder into her with each stroke until I realized that she, too, was screaming in orgasm.
After a few minutes I moved into a position where she could stroke my cock as I looked between her spread thighs and watched my come leak out of her hairless pussy. We watched the sun go down. I spent the night with Donna after we again fucked each other to exhaustion. It was great!
I’ve since dumped my twenty-two-year-old girlfriend, because Donna requires too much of my energy on a daily basis. I just didn’t see the point of continuing in a boring relationship!—
V.R., Indianapolis, Indiana
SOLDIER HAS GOOD FORTUNE WHEN HE WAITS FOR AN ENCORE
I would like to relate an experience that I had a few months ago with my friend Trisha. Trisha is about five foot six inches tall, weighs one hundred fifteen pounds, and has shoulder-length brown hair, sexy hazel eyes, olive skin, long legs and an incredible bush of pubic hair that must be seen to be fully appreciated. The only thing that outshines her beautiful face is an outrageous ass.
I’ve known Trisha for a number of years. We’ve often talked about sex, but except for one time that I ate her to orgasm, we hadn’t had any other sexual contact. A few months ago, though, that all changed.
Trisha is an executive secretary who looks great in everything she wears. During one of our many conversations, I discovered that she enjoys sexually explicit magazines like this one. She also likes X-rated videos. I’m presently stationed on a military base where these items are plentiful, so I picked up the latest issue of
Penthouse Letters
as a present for her and mailed it to her office. She told me later that she really enjoyed it and had even taken it into the tub with her so she could masturbate while relaxing in a nice, hot bath.
When I was home on leave, I called her to let her know I was in town. She sounded happy to hear from me, and we agreed upon a time for me to drop by and visit her. When I arrived at her apartment, she was just getting home from work. She wore a summer dress and white stockings. I sat on her couch and she sat on an adjacent love seat.
She kicked off her high heels and put her feet up on the coffee table, which gave me an excellent view up those fantastic legs almost all the way to her panties. This was enough to bolster my confidence. The conversation soon turned to sex and the magazine I had sent her. At this point she went to her desk and took it out.
As we flipped through the pages, I could see she was getting really turned on. I asked her if she was interested in repeating our sexual encounter of a few years past. She readily agreed, then got up and led me to her bedroom, where she began undressing for me.
She removed her dress, bra and stockings, and lay down on the bed, magazine in hand. I knelt down between her legs and began kissing the insides of her thighs. I noticed a wet spot forming on her panties. After leisurely kissing her through her panties and enjoying her scent, I reached for her panties to pull them off. She lifted her hips and helped me remove them. With her panties gone, I settled into a comfortable pussy-eating position. I was ready to provide some serious tonguing.
I began by slowly licking along the entire length of her outer lips. While I was doing this, she continued to look at the magazine. I next turned my attention to her inner lips, which were wet, red and swollen. Her sex was fully exposed. I licked my way up inside her and tasted that delicious box I remembered so well. I had told Trisha several times in the past that she had the nicest pussy I’ve ever had the pleasure of going down on. Soon she was completely drenched. I pushed my tongue as far into her as I could, licking her slick inner walls.
I then turned my attention to her swollen clit. I took the sensitive nub of flesh into my mouth, pressing it lightly between my tongue and my upper lip. She began to squirm around on the bed. She found she couldn’t pay attention to both things at once, so she put the magazine down. I was sucking her clit and applying a slight tugging action with my mouth and a slow circular action with my tongue when she asked, “Do you want me to come?” I told her that I did. She then asked, “Now?” I answered by increasing the pressure slightly and speeding up my tongue action. I watched her stomach and leg muscles twitch and flutter. She then arched her back, threw her head back and grabbed my head as I ate her to her first orgasm. Her box spasmed and a trickle of warm liquid flowed into my mouth. Throughout her orgasm she bucked and writhed around on the bed. I kept my lips sealed around her clit as her orgasm washed over her.
While she was calming down, I flicked my tongue across her clit and watched her body jerk in response. This, in turn, would cause her to clamp her thighs around my head. I let her catch her breath for a moment, then I pushed her legs apart and once again dove tongue-first into her hot, wet cunt. She asked me if I wanted a towel to wipe some of her juices off my face. “No way!” I said. I then pressed my face deeper into her snatch, swirling my tongue around inside her.
She asked if we were going to do this again. I just told her to lie back and relax—round two had begun. After a few minutes she groaned, “Oh, shit,” as she exploded in her second orgasm. Her fluids now covered my face, as well as her entire bush. The excess ran down her ass-cheeks and soaked the bed sheets.
After cleaning her off with my tongue, I asked her to get on her hands and knees. She did so and pushed her pussy into my face. Just then some more of her juice flowed into my mouth. I drank down every drop!
She asked me if I wanted to jack off. Although I have wanted to masturbate in front of her for a while, and would have jumped at the chance at any other time, this night I had something else in mind. I told her that I needed to come, but that I wanted to come inside her. She said she was afraid my dick might be too big for her. I told her she was wet enough for any dick.
With that I unbuckled my pants and let them fall. They hadn’t even passed my knees before I was rubbing the head against her soaked slit. After getting the tip lubricated, I eased it into her velvety hole. She was incredibly tight and so wet. She felt great!
I pushed into her slowly, letting her get used to my cock. After seeing no signs of discomfort, I began picking up the pace of my fucking. Before long I was slamming back and forth into what has to be the best feeling, best tasting, best looking pussy in the world. To top it off, she looked over her shoulder and said, “You’ve been wanting to do this for years, haven’t you?” I couldn’t have answered if I’d tried!
She really must have wanted this to be special, because she told me she was anything but a passive fuck. She moved her hips and used her inner muscles so well that she had me ready to come in no time. Long before I wanted to, I shot a huge, never-ending load into her gripping, spasming pussy. The intensity was indescribable! I came so hard and for so long, she had to ask me if I was all right! All I could do was smile and continue flexing my dick within her tight confines. I wanted every drop inside that gold mine of hers!
As I started to soften, my dick slowly began to slide out of her pussy until it plopped against my thigh, coated with our juices. Her lips were swollen and red. She turned to look at my dick and just stared at it in awe. I told her that I knew she could handle it, and she just smiled.
She hurried into the bathroom to catch the flood of fluids coming out of her before anything else got soaked. Was it good? Hell, yes! Was it worth the wait? Fuck, yes!
Now I’m hoping I won’t have to wait as long for the next time! Wish me luck.—
T.C., Fort Worth, Texas
MARINE EXPLORES VIRGIN TERRITORY, FINDS IT’S WELL WORTH THE WAIT
I’m a United States Marine, and I’ve served in the Corps for four years. I’m currently home on leave after a particularly long twelve months overseas.
I hadn’t been in town for over an hour when I ran into an exgirlfriend from high school whom I hadn’t seen in more than three years. Alicia looked better than ever, and I felt those old lustful feelings stirring in my cock. In all my life, no one had been able to turn me on the way she could. But no woman had ever turned me down as often as she had. After five years of dating her on and off, I had never once made love to her. As a matter of fact, the last time she turned me down (three years ago), she told me she was still a virgin.
We talked casually for a while, catching up on each other’s life, and then she invited me over for dinner. After a moment of thought, I accepted.
As I showered that evening, I began to think about our last date. We had danced and drank, and ended up back at her place. After making out on her couch for a while, we were both raging with lust.
I still remember the smoothness of her breasts as I kneaded them in my hands. Her firm nipples stood up proud and erect, quivering at my every kiss. Her scent filled my nostrils as I tongued her cunt with wild abandon. She screamed in ecstasy as I brought her to orgasm with my eager tongue.
I also remember that anguishing moment—my prick was nestled against her golden bush, poised for the thrust that would send it into bliss—when she said, “Stop!” Of course, I respected her wishes.
Even the memory was too much, and I masturbated to relieve my aching cock. I told myself I didn’t want to let that happen again.
I arrived at Alicia’s house at seven, flowers in one hand, wine in the other. When she opened the door, I nearly dropped them both. She had clearly pulled out all the stops tonight.
Alicia stood in the doorway, her five-foot-two-inch frame stuffed into a denim miniskirt that accentuated her beautifully curved hips. Her white cotton shirt was cut low enough to reveal a hint of her firm tits, and her smile was enough to launch a thousand ships.
Dinner was perfect. She had prepared a feast fit for a king. But my appetite was reserved for my dinner companion. After we finished our meal, we retired to the den, where she had a cozy fire burning. The wine flowed freely along with the conversation. We reminisced about school, old friends and of our many escapades. I accidentally mentioned our last date, and we both got quiet and looked into each other’s eyes. Unable to control myself, I leaned over to kiss her.
She was tense at first, but as our kiss became more passionate I felt her melt into my arms. As our tongues intertwined, reacquainting themselves, she let out a moan of pleasure. Our hands began roaming over each other’s body, removing clothing on the way.
Soon I was completely naked, and she was down to a pair of red satin panties. Tufts of her golden pubic hair stuck out the sides. As we broke our kiss, she whispered in my ear, telling me how much she had missed me. Then she kissed her way down to my swollen cock.
Starting at the tip, she licked down to the base and then back up. When she reached the top, she parted her lips and, ever so slowly, took my pole into her mouth. She let her mouth sink slowly down, not stopping until she reached the bottom. My cock was buried completely in her throat, and it felt wonderful. She moaned softly, sending tingles down my cock and through my whole body. Slowly at first, but gradually increasing the pace, she fucked my cock with her warm, wet mouth. On each stroke she went all the way to the tip before sinking back down to the base of my shaft.