Earl held still and asked Suzanne if she was OK. All she could do was nod yes. He started fucking her ass, and his speed grew faster. She was moaning and panting very loudly. Tears of pleasure ran down her pretty face as he asked her how it felt. She said she had never imagined she could experience anything like that. She worked her hand to her pussy and started rubbing.
As my wife climaxed, Earl yelled out loud that he loved her tight little white ass and asked her where she wanted him to come.
“Oh baby, come in my ass,” Suzanne said. “Yes, fill my ass with your hot come.”
He did. He jerked hard and filled her ass with his juice. When he pulled out, some come dripped back out of her ass. He kissed her once more.
Then the three men all got dressed and left the bar. I walked in and told Suzanne that I loved the show. She got embarrassed as she just lay draped over the pool table. I walked up behind her and saw that her clothing was sticking to her sweat-drenched flesh, and her whole body had the feel and scent of spent sex.
I leaned over and kissed her beautiful, well-used ass. Then I took two fingers and stuck them first in her hot, drenched pussy, then in her ass. I pulled down my zipper and eased the fourth cock of the night into my wife's pussy. Then I also fucked her ass before coming inside her.
After that we left the bar for home. The bartender smiled as we left. As we walked by him, I flipped up Suzanne's skirt and flashed him her well-fucked pussy and ass. The poor guy nearly fainted!
Our seats were soaked with sweat by the time we got home, and Suzanne's exhausted muscles felt the after-effects of her exertions for a few days at least. But she insisted that the evening had all been well worth it. She said how much she enjoyed the evening.
I was quick to acknowledge that I had enjoyed it just as much.—
M.C., Las Vegas, Nevada
HIS PROPER WIFE GOES WILD WHEN SHE MEETS A GROUP OF BIG BLACK STUDS
My wife Sarah has always been a reserved, unapproachable beauty from the time I first met her in college. After six years of marriage and two children, she and I grew restless and started exploring our sexual fantasies, slowly and carefully at first. She had been a virgin when we started dating, and had never had any sexual experience with another man. For that matter, my own sexual experience was rather limited outside of our relationship. Thus, even after we decided to experiment a little, my wife was somewhat cautious and reluctant at first.
We explored the possibly of swinging, as we understood it, but our knowledge of the subject was minimal. Sarah would not even consider another couple, or a threesome with another woman, because she thought she might feel denigrated in such an arrangement. She did eventually warm up to the idea of introducing another man into our relationship on a trial basis. I agreed, thinking it would be better to start somewhere than to just dither around.
After some soul searching, we agreed to meet at a popular singles bar after work one Friday evening. I was detained at the office at the last minute, however, and called Sarah to let her know. I told her to go ahead and have a good time, saying that I would join her as soon as possible. When I arrived at around eight o'clock the place was packed. I checked out the bar, and then the lounge, where the band was tuning up, but I didn't see her, and began to suspect that she had gotten cold feet.
But as my eyes adjusted to the darkness of the lounge I saw Sarah sitting in a corner booth with an odd assortment of black men. After ordering a drink at the bar to fortify my courage, I walked over to introduce myself. I noticed that Sarah seemed unusually animated, and perhaps a little high. She introduced me to her new friends—Tim, Ralph, Pete, Larry and Barry.
Tim looked to be around forty, and appeared to be in charge. He introduced Larry and Barry, who were identical twins, as his nephews and star football players at their college. Pete was a teammate of the twins, and Ralph was a starting defensive back for the local NFL team. All five were big husky men, well over six feet, but Tim was huge at around six feet seven and three hundred pounds.
When the band started, Tim asked permission to dance with Sarah, then steered her onto the small dance floor. She looked very sexy in her light summer dress, which was low-cut with a short flared skirt, and displayed her full cleavage, great ass and slim figure to perfection. Even with high heels to augment her five-feet-two height, my wife looked tiny and vulnerable as Tim folded her into his bear-like embrace. While they contrasted sharply in height, color and size, they were both good dancers, and Tim handled her with style and grace. When they snuggled up for some close dancing during a slow number, I noticed that he began to let his hands roam freely over my wife's inviting buttocks.
After Tim, Sarah danced for a while with Ralph, and when the band took a break she headed for the ladies' room. I caught up with her to find out how she was feeling. With a shy smile, she told me that she was really getting turned on by the huge erections that Tim and Ralph were openly flaunting and rubbing up against her. Also, she confessed that Tim had asked her to remove her panties and bra so that he could “press the flesh” a little while they danced. She admitted that it sounded outrageous and wicked, but concluded that it wouldn't show much in the darkened lounge, and she thought it might be exciting, since we were out to explore new sexual horizons that evening.
As she returned to our table, I saw that she had followed Tim's request. Her big tits bounced gently as she walked, and her hardened nipples were clearly visible rubbing against her thin summer dress. Her body language was clearly sending a message to the men to feel free to sample her sexy charms at will.
Tim quickly guided her back to the dance floor and gently eased his huge hands under her short skirt, cupping her bare buttocks and pulling her against his protruding crotch. Eventually he worked his right hand around and started caressing her pussy under her skirt. Soon I could actually see Sarah struggling mightily to control her building orgasm as Tim finger-fucked her right on the dance floor. Although I was really turned on by this sexy scene, I could hardly believe what I was seeing.
All the men at our table seemed energized by the aura of sex when Tim and my aroused wife returned for another drink. The sexual tension became more intense as they now took turns dancing with her. They began putting their hands on her, each of them caressing her butt and pussy under her dress, as Tim had. The twins were also excellent dancers, and they would twirl her around so that her skirt would flare out, exposing her soaked pussy in the dim light.
When Sarah returned from dancing with the twins, Ralph and Tim moved our table out from the wall to provide more room in our booth. Tim unzipped his pants and then pulled Sarah over in front of him. He spread her legs and lifted her skirt to give him free access to her butt and pussy, and then gently eased her down onto his prick, letting her skirt fall again to cover their joining. My wife started to moan and whimper softly as she squirmed, rotating her hips and gradually impaling herself on Tim's manhood. Tim rocked slowly back and forth in a gentle humping motion, while my wife clutched at his shoulders and tried to control her gasps and moans, until they culminated in an unmistakable climax.
When they finally finished, Tim said, “Damn, we need to go somewhere quick and get down.” Sarah suggested that we go to our place, because she wanted to check on our children and let our sitter go.
I had mixed emotions as we started to leave, knowing that our marriage would never be the same again. At the same time, I wondered if we shouldn't pick up some additional women, since I did not think that Sarah could handle these five horny studs alone. Larry told me to relax, however, saying that Tim would have my hot little wife begging for more men before the night was over.
Tim invited Sarah to ride with him in his car, to make sure he didn't get lost along the way. Tim and Ralph piled into the back seat of his car with Sarah in between, and one of the twins agreed to drive. Of course, no one wanted to ride with me, and I really couldn't blame them, since it was going to be show time in Tim's back seat. When we got to our house I suggested that they stay in Tim's car until I left with our baby sitter.
When I returned from taking the sitter home, I found quite a party going on in our recreation room. The first level of our house includes a large rec room with a wet bar and kitchenette, a full bath, a guest bedroom and a studio. Since the children's bedrooms are on the third level, I was not concerned about the noise affecting the kids. Our stereo was playing a fast song and Sarah was rocking with the twins. All of them were buck naked except for my wife, who was still wearing her heels and doing high kicks to the music. The men were shouting their approval as they watched her beautiful bouncing tits, wet pussy and seductive movements.
At the conclusion of the song Larry and Barry each took one of Sarah's hands and led her into our guest bedroom, with Tim, Ralph, Pete and me following along. Both of the young studs were sporting huge rock-hard erections, the likes of which I had never seen in my life. Their massive cocks appeared to be at least ten or eleven inches in length and as thick as very big salamis. They positioned Sarah in the middle of the large bed and crawled in beside her. The young studs took turns going down on her, until she was climaxing in multiple waves, each stronger than the one before. Then Larry positioned her on top of him with his huge cockhead poised at the entrance of her gushing pussy. Sarah squirmed and squealed as he let her down onto his massive weapon. Barry watched and waited his turn as they fucked wildly to climax, then lifted Sarah off Larry and onto his own straining cock, matching his brother's performance stroke for stroke and orgasm for orgasm.
Of course Tim, Ralph and Pete, all of whom were equally well endowed, also watched and waited their turn, while sipping bourbon from our bar. When Barry was finished, each of them also had a session with my wife, who was almost literally climbing the walls as shattering orgasms accompanied each encounter. When Pete, the last of the three to take her, had finally finished, the twins were raring to go again! And so it went on for a second round. They all finally finished up around four in the morning, with my exhausted but still willing wife taking on Tim, Ralph and Pete once again, this time servicing all three simultaneously.
At that point I felt that I had seen more than I could absorb at one time, although I must admit I was extremely stimulated by the night's events. I went upstairs to our bedroom and went to sleep. I got up early the next morning and tended to our two children, taking them to their regularly scheduled summer day camp. Upon returning I found three of the studs asleep in the rec room, while in the guest room Sarah and the twins were once again fucking their brains out.
After taking a long shower with Larry and Barry, my wife came upstairs to prepare a hearty breakfast for her gang of lovers. After we had eaten, Sarah gave our guests a tour of the house and wound up in our master bedroom, fucking all of them again, in various combinations, well into the afternoon. They finally left around three, but they took our phone number and promised to return again soon, much to Sarah's delight.
True to their word, over the past year Tim and his group of black studs have maintained an ongoing relationship with Sarah, and introduced her to other friends of theirs. During this period Sarah's circle of black lovers has grown to about fifteen. Our marriage has remained very strong throughout all this, and I do not feel unduly threatened by these guys. On the contrary, I appreciate the lusty sexuality they have awakened in my wife. Sarah has matured into a very sensual woman with many interests, especially husky young black men with great stamina. And I really enjoy watching my wife's sexual abandon when she is entertaining a group of well-hung studs and taking their big cocks in every hole she has. We are both really glad we decided to explore new experiences!—
L.J., Boulder, Colorado
SHE HATED HER HUSBAND TO READ SEXY MAGAZINES—UNTIL HE READ ONE TO HER
My wife Jeanette used to have this thing about not wanting any porn in our house, but I like to read
Penthouse Letters,
so I had to hide it from her. One day I came home from work to find Jeanette sitting in the front room holding my
Penthouse Letters
. The look in her eyes told me how pissed she was. I told her it was no big deal, I just liked to read the letters. Jeanette looked at me and said, “Okay, read me one,” and tossed me the magazine.
I knew she was thinking that I'd be too ashamed to actually read her a letter. But I also knew that if I didn't she'd go on about how I shouldn't keep this shit in the house if I couldn't even read it to her. So I snatched up the magazine and started to read one of the letters.
At first Jeanette had this disgusted look on her face; but then she started to blush and her right hand started to rub her thigh. I finished the letter and figured that was it. But Jeanette wanted another, and then another, and she got so hot that we ended up having an unbelievable sex-filled night. I read to my lovely partner every night for the next week, with the same result; and then she really stunned me by saying, “You know, I wonder what it would be like, doing some of these things for real.”
Now you've got to understand that although Jeanette until just a week before had hated anything to do with pornography or lewd talk, she is a very sexy and beautiful woman. She is thirty years old, five feet nine and one hundred twenty-five pounds, with an incredible set of legs and an ass that melts guys and gals alike. I know I see a lot of people lusting after her body whenever we're in public. So now my gorgeous and formerly prudish wife is talking about possibly trying something we've read about in
Penthouse Letters.
And I'm thinking, well, why not?
One night we decided to go out to our favorite club and dance the night away. We got to the club around nine and found a table in a corner near the dance floor. Jeanette wore a wrap-around miniskirt she had bought in Europe. It was held closed by four buttons on the side. She also had on a pink low-cut tank top, the bottom of which barely reached the top of the skirt. She looked incredible.