I am a college student studying criminal justice. I would like to tell you about an experience I had during summer vacation, while I was employed as a security guard for a large company.
During this period I became acquainted with a young black girl who was also a security guard there. Since I hadn’t been laid in about a month and I found her attractive, I figured I would try to get into her pants. After all, all women are pink on the inside. When we talked, we often discussed sexual fantasies and what most turned us on. Needless to say, I found myself beating off daily at work. I told her of this and she told me she might be able to help if the opportunity were right. The way the plant is set up, you see, there are cameras monitoring the whole building. Virtually every move a person makes can be watched.
One Sunday, Sharon and I were the only ones in the plant. We were both quite horny from a conversation we had had earlier, so I thought this would be the perfect time to make my move. While Sharon was out doing rounds, I was in the security office, watching the monitors. As she came out of building six, I had a camera on her. Over the two-way radio, I asked if I could see her tits. Without a second’s hesitation, she took off her blouse and bra to reveal the nicest pair I’ve ever seen. She asked if I liked what I saw. I told her I loved what she was showing me.
When Sharon emerged from the next building, she already had her shirt and bra off. She waved at the camera, shook her tits and then pulled her pants and undies down to her knees to expose her well-trimmed love-nest.
That was just the beginning. She came out of the next building totally naked. By radio I told her how I wanted to eat her luscious twat, whereupon she began to masturbate. After she brought herself off as I talked dirty to her over the radio, she went inside and dressed to complete her rounds. Barely able to believe what was happening, I just about popped off in my pants.
When she got back to the office, we talked about everything that had just happened. A little later it was my turn to make rounds. While I checked out the plant, I noticed that Sharon was watching me with the video camera. So I decided to emulate her earlier performance. I undid my pants, whipped out my six-inch member and began stroking it furiously. I was so horny that if only took a few minutes before I shot my load.
Sharon was quite impressed by my cock and the quantity of juice I had produced, She begged me to finish my rounds quickly and hurry back to the office. She ached to have my throbbing cock inside her, she said. I practically ran through the remainder of my rounds in order to get back to her and bury my fuck-stick in her waiting hole.
When I did get back to the office, however, there was a phone call for me. It was a friend of mine calling from school. As I spoke to him, Sharon sat on the desk and began to finger-fuck herself. After a few whiffs of Sharon’s musky scent, I said good-bye to my friend on the phone. I gently pressed Sharon to lie back on the desk and then I gave her pussy a good tongue-lashing. When I finally came up for air, I noticed that a car had pulled into the parking lot outside. It belonged to an office worker who had come by to catch up on some bookkeeping. Obviously, his arrival ruined what could have been a very interesting day.
Sharon and I weren’t scheduled to work any weekends together after that and I had only two weeks left before returning to school. So I pretty much gave up all hope of ever getting into Sharon’s pants. But then, during my last day of work, she told me that she had a surprise for me. I asked what it was, but all she would tell me was that I would enjoy it. Like an eager kid, I awaited my surprise.
In the meantime I’d spoken with Tom, another security guard. I told him everything that had happened between Sharon and me. He said he’d like to get into the act. So I told him that when Sharon came up to my guard post to relieve me—in more ways than one, I suspected—he should wait a few minutes and then sneak up there to join us for some fun.
Well, the time of reckoning arrived. Sharon was on her way up to give me my surprise. She entered the little guard shack and asked if I were ready for it. I said yes, bubbling with keen anticipation. She looked around to see if anyone was nearby, then told me to undo my pants. Next she told me to pull out my cock, which I promptly did. Sharon dropped to her knees and took every inch of it into her mouth. She sucked it with such passion and skill that I was blowing my wad down her throat within maybe two minutes. She milked me of every last drop of my come.
I happened to look up then and saw Tom peering through the window. I motioned for him to come on in. As he bustled into the guard shack, Sharon still had my cock in her mouth. Feigning shock and outrage, Tom demanded to know what the hell was going on. He finally calmed down and asked her to give him head, too. She complied eagerly, saying that “a girl can’t get too much of a good thing.”
As for me, I haven’t seen or talked with her since. I worked at the same plant during my Christmas break in hopes of finishing what I had started with Sharon, but she had gone on to bigger and better things. Who says security work is boring? Name and address withheld
I recently had an exciting adventure that I would like to share with the readers of your magazine.
I have been married now for five years. My wife and I have a very erotic love life. We are into a lot of sucking and fucking. I’m now incarcerated in the Utah State Prison for selling cocaine—some of the same coke we used to use in our lovemaking. But let me get on with the story instead of boring you with my troubled life.
A young black lady—we’ll call her Miss G.—wouldn’t give me a direct hint that she wanted to get me into bed. Instead she kept telling my partner, “I’ll bet he’s afraid of blacks.” My partner told her, “Mr. D. ain’t afraid of anything.” This went on for about eight months. Then one evening while my wife was at a party, Miss G. came to our place and asked if we could talk. I said, “Sure. Please come in.” She was tipsy on rum and she showed it. As we stood in my kitchen making small talk, I asked if she wanted a drink. She replied, “Anything will do,” and seated herself on my love seat with her legs open. Her jeans were so tight I thought they would split.
After a few minutes, Miss G. said, “Mr. D., why don’t you ever come on to me like you do to them white girls?” My mouth hit the floor. I didn’t know if she was joking or not, but she kept at it. Finally I told her, “Maybe you just haven’t noticed the right things.” She said, “Should we make a date—or do it right now?” I replied, “My wife will be home in half an hour, but I’m free Thursday.” She said, “Fine,” and we agreed on a time to meet.
Thursday came and off I went. When I got to her place she was sitting in the setting sun, exquisitely dressed. Her tits stuck out like mountains in her see-through blouse. She got into my sports car and away we sped. At first I was a little afraid. I’d never been out with a black lady and I didn’t know where to take her. I asked, “Will a motel do?” She replied, “That sounds good.”
When we got into a room she began taking off my clothes and I started taking off hers. She immediately went down on my cock, taking about half of it into her mouth. She motioned me to the bed, where she really started sucking. I started to reach a climax—but then she stopped and removed her mouth from my cock. I tried to position her head back in front of my cock again, but she wouldn’t open her mouth. I asked what the problem was and she replied, “You don’t get something for nothing.” I laid her down in the middle of the king-size bed, therefore, and began sucking and eating her fat, plum-black pussy in a 69 position. The harder I sucked, the harder she sucked. Just before I came, she let go. I quickly started licking her body all over. Miss G. began exclaiming, “My pussy is on fire! Eat it out!” I wrapped her slender legs around my neck and began licking up all the juices. She started squirming and moaned, “Eat that black pussy, white boy. Eat!” Soon I felt her come juices squirting. I thought she was going to explode. She pressed forward and bucked like a bronc. She pushed against me so hard that my tongue went into her cunt at least two additional inches.
“Eat me, you sweet lover,” she said. “I’ve never been eaten like this by anybody.” I buried my face in her pussy as far as it would go. She reached down, spread the lips of her pussy and put one finger in while I ate her cunt and licked her juices.
She said to me, “Help me fuck myself.” I spread her legs as far as I could and pushed three of her fingers in as deep as they could go. My dick was so hard I thought its skin would tear. As I worked her fingers in and out of her pussy, she started to wriggle up and down. When she was ready to come, she started to pull her fingers out. Then, in the throes of her intense pleasure, she moved them in and out, in and out, speeding up the tempo and moaning, “Fuck me, fuck me. Come until you make me pass out. Come on and fuck me!”
I put some Vaseline on the head of my dick. To make room for its entry, she started to pull her fingers out, but I asked her to leave them on the lips to keep her pussy spread wide. I put my dick in between the backs of her hands and got it good and lubricated. As soon as I was ready, I pushed forward. She screamed with delight as I began fucking her. She had a novel trick, waiting until I withdrew and then pushing her fingers into her cunt until I initiated my next thrust. This only lasted for about ten strokes. Then my cock erupted, pumping hot sperm deeply into her dark pussy, and Miss G. started rocking, bucking and thrashing in an intense orgasm.
I fell asleep on top of her. When I woke up she was gone and there was a note on the table. In it she explained why she’d had to leave. The one thing she wrote that made me feel like a stud was “You’re no white boy.” Name and address withheld
I would like to share a fantasy-come-true that has afforded me the best sex any man could ever ask for. My girl Denise knew that my number-one fantasy was to have two girls in bed at the same time, so she decided to set up a threesome as a special surprise for me.
Without letting on that anything was up, she told me that an old college friend of hers was coming to spend the weekend with us, and asked me if I’d mind picking her up at the bus station Friday night since she had to work late. I said I would, and she told me her friend’s name was Linda and that the bus would be in at five-thirty.
I met the bus at the appointed time and I was a little shocked to see that Linda was as black as coal. She was about five feet five inches, and she wore this short blue denim skirt that showed off her smooth black legs really nice. All the way home I kept looking over at her sexy legs, which caused my cock to stir. When Linda and I arrived home, I let her walk up the stairs in front of me so I could sneak a look up that skirt. I saw that she had on a pair of sexy pink panties that I could almost see through. I told her that Denise wouldn’t be home till nine o’clock so we would have to find something to keep us busy till then. I fixed us both a drink and we sat and listened to records and talked about all the good times she and Denise had had in school along with their other girlfriends.
Around the third or fourth drink, I asked Linda if she wanted to dance, and she replied she did. As we danced, I casually let my right hand fall down over her small ass and give it a little squeeze to see how she would react. She never said a word, so I let both hands roam all over her ass. She started to moan and said that it felt good. I pulled up her skirt and rubbed her ass through her panties. Her ass was nice and warm. Linda pressed herself against me and began rubbing her crotch against my thigh. Then I stuck my hands inside her panties, rubbed her bare ass and pulled her closer to me. She put her hand on my dick and rubbed it, telling me I had a big, hard one. She unzipped my pants, reached in, took hold of my cock and brought it out so that she could see it better. She then dropped to her knees and started giving me the best blowjob I’ve ever had. While she was sucking me, I started taking off the rest of her clothes. She had small but firm tits with hard nipples that stood out, looking like they needed to be sucked.
I carried Linda over to the couch and stripped off the rest of my clothes. I then mounted her and slid eight and a half inches of hard meat in her tight black pussy. She let out a yell and then told me to fuck her black pussy hard with my big white dick. Well, she didn’t have to tell me twice. I fucked her till I shot off a hot load of come. It felt like I’d never be able to stop coming. Suddenly, I realized it was time to go pick Denise up from work, so we both decided to go. We picked her up, went to a nice restaurant for dinner and then headed home. After watching tv for a few hours, I told them I was going to bed. Denise said that her and Linda were going to sit up and talk some more, and that she’d be in in a while. Well, I waited for her in bed for half an hour but she never showed up. I was sure she knew I’d be waiting with a hard-on, so I decided I’d go see what they were doing. As I looked around the corner of the living room, I saw the two of them going at each other’s pussy like they hadn’t eaten dinner at all. I walked over to the chair and sat down to watch. When Denise saw me, she motioned for me to come over and join the fun. My dick was standing up proud and hard, so I rubbed some of Denise’s pussy juice on it and stuck it up Linda’s tight cunt doggie-style. At first she tried to buck me off but then she began thrusting back toward me. Her cunt was so tight. Linda called me a horny motherfucker and said that I should fuck her good. I said shut up and just take this hard white dick up your tight black pussy.
This dirty talk seemed to turn on both girls. I finally let go with another load of come right up Linda’s twat. I pulled out and Denise started licking the come that ran out of Linda’s cunt. After a fifteen-minute rest, my cock started to rise again, so I told Denise it was her turn to get fucked. And after I filled her cunt, Linda returned the favor by licking my come from Denise’s pussy.
We then fell asleep. When I woke up the next morning, the two girls were eating each other out. I jacked off as I watched them, shooting a huge load all over. A few drops splattered on the girls, but they promptly licked them off one another. We fucked and sucked continuously that whole weekend, and Linda said she would be back next month for another visit. D.H.. Toledo, Ohio
I’m a white guy who’s really been turned on for a long time by a black woman in my office. Robyn’s a lovely lady. A few years older than I, she’s about forty. Her face is beautiful, and she has a knockout build. Actually, she’s kind of small in stature, with a narrow waist, but kind of full-figured too. She probably weighs a hundred and sixty pounds. I guess she could be described as petite but voluptuous.
Well, Robyn and I had been flirting with each other for a long time and it was becoming obvious how much we were mutually turned on. I wasn’t sure how to approach her, however. In fact, I’d chickened out a few times after deciding to make the move on her. Then, about three weeks ago, I finally realized that I wouldn’t be able to live with myself any longer unless I came right out and told her that I wanted us to get together. No matter how she responded, I figured, it would be a relief to get it off my chest once and for all.
Having made my decision, I saw her that next morning at the end of the hallway near the stairwell. I figured I’d just say hi and wait for the right opportunity to talk to her. But she beat me to it! I’d barely said good morning when she said, “Greg, come here for a minute.”
There was a playful lilt in her voice, but an urgency too. She opened the door to the stairwell and I followed her through it. After locking the door behind us, she turned and looked at me with searching eyes. Since we’d never been alone with each other, I waited expectantly, hoping this was about what I had been dreaming of.
Without wasting time, she put her arms around my waist. I felt her soft tits crush against me. “I’ve wanted to do this for a long time,” she said. Then, reading my face, she added, “Don’t worry. I’ve locked the other doors to the stairwell.”
Robyn pressed herself against me and hotly kissed me on the mouth. I could smell her strong, musky essence. I kissed her back. The feel of her soft, strong lips quickly erased my concerns about being discovered. Despite our being in a drab stairwell, I was quickly aroused. My senses reeled as we kissed. I was standing against the wall as Robyn enthusiastically worked me over. Both of us were breathing hard and fast, and the bulge in my pants was pressing into her thigh.
I could see Robyn’s large bosom heaving with her every breath, and the sweat was starting to bead on her forehead. Then her mouth was open and she was upon me again. Her body felt incredibly strong and sexy as she pinned me against the wall. She lifted a thigh between my legs, pressing herself against my erection. As we kissed, she brought her hand into my pants. Her graceful black hand was gentle as it fondled my tingling erection. Almost by reflex, I unbuttoned the front of her blouse to reveal the black lace bra that supported her heavy breasts. I snapped the bra and let her breasts fall free. She gasped as I put my mouth upon them and licked her nipples, making them shiny and erect. “Oooh, that feels good,” she said.
I was really turned on by those big warm melons of hers. Alternating between them, I put her nipples entirely in my mouth and sucked them like lollipops. As I did this, Robyn pressed against me so passionately that I thought she was trying to push me through the wall, her hands rubbing my jewels all the while.
We’d been building up to this for so long that we were both wildly impatient. I pulled her skirt up and rubbed her smooth thighs. She was turned on by every move I made, which in turn exhilarated me all the more. I loosened my pants and pulled out my hot erection, rubbing it against her kinky pubic hair. Right away, I felt her wetness down below. She moaned, “Ooh, Greg” and rolled her head back. I pushed my hard erection forward and it slipped comfortably inside her. I pressed it in deeper as we moved together to the opposite wall so her back was against it. With her now anchored firmly, I could thrust my entire cock into her pulsing cunt.
Although I was still a bit uneasy about having sex in a stairwell like that, Robyn was so sensual and uninhibited that I would have been happy to fuck her in a department-store window with a whole crowd watching. As I pistoned my seven-incher into her again and again, pressing my weight against her, she grunted and groaned with pleasure. Soon she was nearly crying with ecstasy, squeezing her vagina skillfully and rhythmically around my cock.
It didn’t take long before I felt myself losing it. Almost dizzy with ecstasy, I thrust even more urgently into her burning-hot cunt-hole. She grunted each time. When my come finally blasted forth, she began gasping for air. She was almost crying as she held me tightly around the neck and began kissing my face wetly and repeatedly. She then started sucking air through clenched teeth. Shivering and shaking, she let out high-pitched animal sounds—and I knew she was losing it too. I kept ramming my still-hard cock into her depths until she shook uncontrollably in total ecstasy. When it was over, we rested against each other, catching our breath. Once our passion had subsided, we suddenly remembered where we were and got a bit uneasy. We quickly pulled our clothes back together and, stepping out of the stairwell, headed back to our desks, confident we hadn’t been discovered. Later that day I did finally tell her about my longstanding desire for her. By then, however, my message was kind of anticlimactic. We resumed our passionate sex play at her place that very night, and we’ve been together every night since. Ours is a special thing, the kind of fucking that fate ordains. G.A., Sacramento, Calif.
Something happened to me last week that I think is worthy of sharing with your readers. Let me begin by telling you that I own a small auto-repair shop. Quite a few of my customers are women, and I frequently have sex fantasies about them.
Well, last week one of my dreams came true. It all began after I’d repaired a black lady’s car. When she called to find out if it was ready, she told me that she had to work late and couldn’t get to my shop till six o’clock. Since I had some paperwork to do anyway, I told her I would wait for her to pick up the car.
I closed at five and had a couple of beers while working on some state sales-tax forms. After about forty-five minutes, my mind started to wander and I picked up my latest copy of Penthouse Letters. As usual, reading the letters got me hot and I soon had a hard-on. Just then, there was a knock on the door and in walked Marilu, the black lady I’d been waiting for.
As I stood to greet her, the bulge in my pants was obvious—and Marilu stared at my crotch. When she saw Penthouse Letters on my desk, she knew why I had a hard-on. Grinning warmly, she said she liked to read the letters herself. Then she came over to me and started to rub my cock through my pants. “It looks like you have a problem,” she said. “Would you like me to take care of it for you?” Well, she didn’t have to ask twice. I promptly unzipped my fly and let my erection spring free. Marilu stroked it a few times and then unbuckled my belt, pulled my pants and shorts to the floor, and took my straining cock into her mouth.
I was in heaven. I sat down in a chair so I could fondle her tits as she continued sucking my cock. In a flash, I had her black tits out of her bra. While pinching her nipples with one hand, I slid the other under her skirt and felt her soaked panties. I slipped a finger into her snatch and rubbed her clit with my thumb. Marilu was ready for fucking. She came at once, hunching my hand until her pussy stopped quivering. I didn’t want to use up my erection in her mouth, so I sat her on the edge of my desk, spread her legs wide and pushed my fat cock into her cunt.
Marilu came before I’d finished a single stroke, but I kept at it. I fucked her with long, slow strokes until she grabbed my ass and pulled me tighter against her, driving my cock as deep as it would go in her cunt, and she pleaded with me to fuck her fast and hard. I increased the pace, but I didn’t last ten more strokes before I felt my come boiling forth from my balls. As my hot load poured into her, her pussy tightened around my cock and she came with me. It was her third major orgasm.
After we’d cleaned up and rested, Marilu asked if I had ever fucked a black gal before. I told her that she was my first black gal—and the best piece of ass I’d ever had. Hearing that, she smiled, leaned back, spread her cunt lips and asked if I’d like to eat what she called her “chocolate pie.” I responded by running a finger up and down her slit and feeling her kinky cunt hair. Then I kissed the insides of her thighs and slowly worked my way up to her pussy. It was hot to the touch as I planted a kiss on her open cunt and probed it with my tongue.
I licked her inside out, staying away from her clit, teasing her. When I saw it swell and peek out of its hood, I sucked on it and flicked it with the tip of my tongue. As she got close to her climax, I inserted two fingers into her cunt. At that, she had a shuddering climax that left her weak. When it was over, I gently licked her pussy for a few minutes, savoring the taste of her juices.
All this action caused my cock to revive. I pressed its head to her lips. She sucked it hungrily, working the entire shaft into her mouth and partially down her throat. Then, somehow, to my amazement, she stuck out her tongue and licked my balls. I still don’t know how she did it. All too soon, my passion rose and I came in her mouth. Marilu swallowed it all and continued sucking my cock until it became limp.
After cleaning ourselves up, we dressed and went out for something to eat. After a good meal, Marilu reached under the table, squeezed my cock and asked if I’d go to her apartment for drinks and more sex. I didn’t get back to my own place until four in the morning. Today she called to say that her car is running fine, but that her cunt needs more attention. T.L., Chicago, Ill.
One Friday at work a co-worker, Mallory, invited me to a party at her home. I accepted the invitation, hoping I’d be in for something new.
I arrived at the party around nine-thirty. I felt like a fish out of water—I was the only black person there. When I saw Mallory I explained that this was not my scene. Mallory is a very attractive lady. She is twenty-six years old, brunette, around five feet eight inches tall and has a 36-26-36 figure.
She asked me not to leave. Before I could answer her, she excused herself to speak to someone. When she came back, she asked me to follow her. There was something in the bedroom she wanted to show me, she said. After closing the door, before I knew what was going on, she gave me a quick kiss on the lips, then stuck her tongue in my mouth.
A voice behind me said, “Welcome to the party!” I turned quickly to see what the hell was happening. On the bed was something out of Penthouse Letters—a beautiful girl, totally nude and spread-eagle. I forgot Mallory was even in the room. As I stood there in shock, Mallory removed her clothes, got on the bed and began to eat the other girl, Michelle. I finally came to life and removed my clothes. I started with Michelle, kissing her nipples and caressing her breasts. But then Mallory took charge. She told me to sit on the edge of the bed and lay back. She had Michelle sit on my face while Mallory knelt between my legs and went down on me! My tongue did a number on Michelle’s wet pussy, darting in and out, licking her love juices.
I then lay on my back. My dick was rock-hard. Michelle straddled my dick. She was so tight it took some time before she could lower herself all the way down. Mallory massaged Michelle’s clit and Michelle went into orgasm after orgasm. Then Mallory looked me in the eyes and said, “I don’t know what you are made of, but I’ll be damned if I can’t get you to come!” Mallory sat on the edge of the bed. I stood in front of her and Michelle kneeled behind me. Mallory slid her lips around my dick and sucked very hard. Michelle managed to get her mouth on my balls. When I did come, Mallory let it flow in her mouth. I still didn’t lose my hard-on! Michelle looked at Mallory, and they both shrugged and said, “What the fuck.”
With these words ringing in my ears, we fucked all night long. That was one wild party. L.M., Orange County, California
I am a white woman, thirty-eight, married to a successful man who is horny as hell at all times. I don’t mind because I love to fuck. I have even fucked a few of his buddies, and he has worked too many late nights for me to think he is faithful.
I have always fantasized about fucking a black stud, but never had the nerve to pursue it.
That changed one evening when I was at home alone and a little drunk. A nice-looking, young black guy came to the door and asked to use the phone because he had run out of gas. I asked him if he’d like a drink. He told me he had a girl with him, but if he got the gas he would take her home, come back and then have a drink with me. So I took him and his girlfriend to the gas station, brought them back, and watched them drive off, wondering if he’d return like he said he would.
Much to my surprise, he came back! I was a little nervous, but after a few more drinks I relaxed. Since he was not aggressive, I said, “I’ve heard that black men have beautiful sexual equipment.” He said, “I can show you better than I can tell you.” With that, he stood up and dropped his pants. He had the most beautiful prick I’ve ever seen. He fucked and sucked my tits, mouth and pussy all evening. I have never been more satisfied in my life.
Incidentally, he was nineteen at the time. He is now twenty-nine, married and the father of two. Since that night I have had sex with him twice a week, and I wouldn’t care if nobody else ever fucks me. I love his prick. My husband kids me about getting old because I used to keep him almost drained. He is a darned good lay but I am now always looking forward to Philip’s visits. For pure ecstasy, I want my big, stiff black cock. I could take it from him three times a day, every day, without even blinking an eye. What a man! T.D., Jacksonville, Florida
Recently my wife and I had an incredible experience that we thought your readers might enjoy. Hopefully it will encourage other couples to act out their fantasies.
My wife, Megan, is a petite, red-haired beauty with small but firm breasts, a shapely ass and great legs. She also has an incredible appetite for sexual variety. In fact, the day I married her I knew that it would only be a matter of time before she would tire of a monogamous life-style. Fortunately, we have been able to resolve this situation to our mutual satisfaction. I have agreed to allow Megan her extramarital affairs. She, in turn, has agreed to fill me in on all the juicy details. This arrangement has worked beautifully over the past three years, and I’ve found that I really enjoy being able to participate vicariously in my wife’s erotic adventures.
Recently, however, I began to fantasize about actually watching my wife screwing another man. When I mentioned this to her, she giggled and said, “You know, I’ve been thinking of some way we could celebrate your birthday next week. Maybe I could get Kirby to let you tag along on a date.”
When Megan mentioned that I could possibly watch her and Kirby, my cock stiffened in response.
Kirby was my wife’s current lover, and I had met him on more than one occasion. He was a successful black businessman who had quite a dominant streak. On Megan’s very first date with Kirby, she returned home late the next morning with her pussy shaved bare except for a small red tuft of hair at the top of her slit. He insisted Megan keep her cunt shaved in this manner at all times. Kirby also required her to dress in extremely provocative clothes. Panty hose was forbidden, and garter belt and stockings were a must. He had even teasingly suggested that one day he might bring along a couple of friends. Ever since then, my wife had spent many nights fantasizing about getting it on with a group of horny, black studs. My wife loves to be treated this way, and she freely admitted that Kirby was the most imaginative lover she ever had.
The very next day at work I received a phone call from Megan. She told me that Kirby had planned a Saturday night party with a couple of his friends from work. He said that this would be the perfect time for me to watch Megan get soundly fucked by a group of men. However, Kirby did insist that my wife was to be for him and his friends’ pleasure only, and I was to be allowed to look but not touch. On top of that, I was to act as their personal chauffeur for the night. I would have done anything to watch Megan with another man, so I agreed to abide by Kirby’s conditions.
The next few days were spent preparing for the big event. Kirby had instructed Megan to dress and behave like a complete slut, so she spent quite a bit of time shopping for appropriate clothes. Kirby also wanted to ride in style, so I was to rent a limousine and a chauffeur’s outfit. It was difficult to find a limo without a driver, but I was eventually able to locate a black stretch Cadillac complete with a television and bar.
Kirby had instructed us to meet him at seven o’clock Saturday night at his apartment. My wife and I spent the entire day in nervous anticipation of the night to come. Megan spent hours soaking in the tub, taking care to shave her pussy until it was as soft and smooth as silk. In the meantime, I took care of all the last-minute items, such as picking up the limo and stocking the bar with champagne.
When I returned home from the liquor store, Megan had just finished dressing for the evening. She had on a skintight black miniskirt with large pink buttons down the front. Black stockings and pink spike-heeled shoes completed the picture. I had never seen Megan dressed so seductively, and when she hiked up her skirt to reveal a skimpy black garter belt and G-string, I almost creamed in my pants.
It was six-thirty by this time, so we made our way to the limo outside. Megan jumped into the rear, while I assumed my position as the chauffeur. When we arrived at Kirby’s apartment, he was waiting outside. I pulled up in front and jumped out to open the door in the rear of the car. Before entering the car, Kirby filled me in on his plans for the evening. First, he directed me to drive around for an hour, and then to proceed to a nearby fashionable restaurant. I was to wait outside the restaurant, and when they were through eating I would drive them to a local strip club to meet his friends.
As soon as I had closed the door, I made my way back to the driver’s seat. The window between the driver and the backseat was open, and when I sat down I was able to see Kirby and Megan passionately kissing. Kirby didn’t waste any time. He unbuttoned my wife’s dress, exposing her lacy black lingerie. At the same time, Megan unzipped Kirby’s pants and removed his enormous ebony prick. Her lips immediately engulfed the shiny cockhead. Kirby groaned with pleasure as Megan administered one of her fabulous blowjobs.
After about five minutes of licking and sucking Kirby’s rigid penis, Megan pulled her panties off and lay back on the seat, placing one high-heeled foot on the floor and the other on the seat. In this position, my wife’s wet pussy was spread wide open to accommodate Kirby’s massive rod. This was the moment I had waited for, and I began to stroke my throbbing cock while continually glancing at the lusty scene behind me. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening, and it became increasingly difficult to maintain my concentration on the road. In fact, just as Kirby moved up between my wife’s outspread legs and was preparing to enter her eager pussy, I swerved, narrowly missing another car. The screech of brakes and the sound of the other driver’s horn momentarily interrupted the action. Kirby looked directly at me and shouted, “Since you can’t seem to be able to jerk and drive at the same time, close the damn window!” The tone of Kirby’s voice made it obvious that I should do as I was told, so I regrettably pressed the button, closing the opaque glass window. For the rest of the hour I was kept in a continual state of arousal just imagining the delights taking place on the other side of the glass.
When I finally arrived at the restaurant, I immediately jumped out to open the back door. My wife and Kirby made quite a sight, and more than a few heads turned to stare at the sight of a well-dressed black man escorting a sluttish redhead up to the entrance of the restaurant. I, meanwhile, was left with the job of parking the car and finding a sandwich for dinner.
I waited almost two hours before they emerged from the restaurant. As soon as they were seated in the back, I drove to the strip club as Kirby had directed.
When we arrived at the club, there was a large banner hanging above the door announcing Amateur Night, and my cock stiffened as I realized that Kirby intended to have Megan put on a show. After dropping off my passengers, I quickly found a parking place and entered the club to look for Megan and Kirby. The club was extremely crowded, and when I entered there was a tall blonde woman dancing to the cheers of the men. I finally spotted Megan, Kirby and Kirby’s two friends seated at a table close to the stage. Megan was between two black guys, whom I later learned were Carlo and Bill. The three men didn’t even acknowledge my presence until Bill looked over at me and exclaimed, “Kirby tells me your wife loves big, black cocks. Well, tonight she’ll certainly get her share!” Megan just smiled at this, placed a hand on Bill’s thigh and began to softly massage his leg. Carlo placed Megan’s other hand directly on the bulge in his pants and said, “Honey, I just know you’re going to fall in love with this prick. Once you’ve had black, there’s no going back.” The three men laughed uncontrollably, while Bill and Carlo began to caress my wife’s legs under the table.
We had a couple of drinks while watching some strippers go through their routines. Megan’s presence had attracted quite a bit of attention, so when the judge called out for a final contestant, the men all around us began to encourage her to volunteer. Megan took one look at Kirby, and he nodded his head. My wife made her way up the stairs leading to the stage while the audience screamed out their approval. With the disco beat pounding out of the speakers, Megan gyrated to the music.
Megan was by far the most attractive of the dancers, and as she began to unbutton her dress, a volley of cheers rose. Everywhere around us guys were yelling, “C’mon baby, take it off. That’s it, let’s see some of that sweet pussy!” Megan seemed to be in a world of her own as she stripped off her dress for the approving audience. Her bra was next. She paused to fondle her breasts, tweaking her pink nipples until they stood fully erect. The crowd was going wild by then. Megan tugged her G-string off and tossed it to a group of sailors seated near our table. Megan knelt to the stage and allowed Carlo to insert two fingers into her hairless pussy. After about twenty seconds of this, Megan moved around the stage to be fondled by some of the other men.
By this time, the song was nearing the end, and Megan moved back to the center of the stage and lay on her back, her legs spread wide. With one hand, she began rubbing her clitoris. With the other, she massaged her nipples, bringing herself to a tremendous climax at the exact instant the song ended. From the cheers of the crowd, it was obvious that Megan had won the contest. When she recovered from her orgasm, the judge immediately presented her with a check for two hundred and fifty dollars. Megan was so dazed from all the attention that she didn’t even bother to dress as she slowly made her way back to our table. She sat directly on Kirby’s lap and sighed, “Let’s go. I need to be fucked.”
Bill told me to bring the limo around to the front of the club. As I drove up, I noticed a crowd of people gathered outside. It seemed that someone had wandered off with Megan’s dress, and she was standing in the parking lot wearing only her garter belt, stockings and pink high-heeled shoes. Bill and Carlo were kissing and caressing her naked body, and they were being encouraged to fuck her right there in the parking lot by a group of horny guys from the club. The scene was rapidly getting out of hand, so when I pulled up in front, Kirby took charge and guided all of them into the limo.
After I had pulled away from the club, I hesitatingly lowered the back window to observe some of the action. Megan was kneeling doggie-style on the car floor and Bill was plunging his ten-inch cock deep inside her soaking pussy. Carlo had also removed his pants, and he was prodding Megan to suck his rigid member. Kirby was sitting back, sipping champagne as he took in the whole scene. When he caught me looking, he just smiled and said, “Seems like Megan is really enjoying herself. I guess we should go somewhere quiet so you can enjoy the show. In the meantime, roll up that window so you don’t kill us all.”
That was all I needed to hear. I began searching for a secluded spot. It took no more than ten minutes before I found a dark gravel road leading off the main road. I was able to drive the limo up a rather steep hill until we reached a large open field at the end of the road. As soon as I had turned off the engine, I lowered the window to catch the awesome sight of Bill spurting his semen all over my wife’s bald pussy. The guys then rolled Megan onto her back, and Carlo plunged his dick into her while Bill moved over so she could lick her juices off his swollen rod. Kirby moved closer to the action and began squeezing Megan’s tits. She whimpered with pleasure.
All this was too much for me, and I quickly pulled out my prick and began to furiously masturbate to the scene before me. It took only a couple of strokes before I was squirting hot come all over my rented suit. In the meantime, Carlo had quickened his pace until he too growled with pleasure and filled Megan’s pussy with his sperm.
As soon as Carlo had removed his cock from Megan’s cunt, Kirby moved into position between my wife’s legs and started to insert his cock in her juicy hole, Bill and Carlo sat on each side of my wife as Kirby slipped his cock into her cunt. He slowly worked the length of his shaft in until he was buried to the hilt. Bill and Carlo then began to massage Megan’s tits and clit as Kirby thrust in and out of her tight pussy. I had never seen my wife so excited. She was coming on almost every stroke.
While they fucked, I overheard Megan tell the three guys that she wanted to do this again sometime. Kirby just laughed and said, “Next time I’ll bring a couple more of my friends.” When Megan heard this, she squealed, “Yes! Yes! I’ll fuck whoever you want!” This triggered Kirby. He threw his head back in ecstasy and began spurting hot come deep into my wife’s cunt.
The four of them kept at it for almost two more hours until all three guys had had enough. I, meanwhile, had jerked off to a total of three amazing orgasms, and my cock was almost raw from all the attention.
Later that night, after dropping off each of the guys at their apartments, I drove the car home. When we reached our house, I opened the back door of the limo to find Megan reclining on the seat with a look of satisfaction on her face. She looked so beautiful lying there, still wearing the garter belt, stockings and high heels, come oozing out from between her legs. I knelt down to softly kiss her on the lips. Before I knew what was happening, Megan had placed both hands on the back of my head and began pushing me down so that my face was just inches from her well-fucked opening. I was a little reluctant at first, but when Megan held her fleshy cunt lips apart I couldn’t resist softly kissing her juicy pussy. The thought that three hard cocks had recently released their loads inside Megan only increased the eroticism of the moment, and I was soon lapping up the sticky come from her clit. When I had finished licking my wife’s pussy clean, Megan lay back on the seat to allow me to enter her. Even though I had come three times earlier, I was ready for more. I easily slid into my wife’s slippery opening. She put her lovely legs around my back and whispered in my ear how much she loved me for letting her fuck a group of horny black studs. I began to fuck harder and harder until I exploded in my final orgasm of the night.
Since that night, I have watched Kirby fuck my wife on three separate occasions. One of the times he brought three of his friends with him. Although a lot of people would think I’m crazy to enjoy watching my wife with other men, I’m not the least bit jealous. To be honest, I couldn’t imagine being married to a faithful wife. This form of marriage may not work for everyone, but in our case it definitely spiced up an already passionate relationship. J.H., Los Angeles, California
I am stationed at an army post in the Midwest, and during the holidays my wife, Alice, and I drive to California to be with our parents. During our recent summer leave we were driving along in our van when we got a flat tire about four hundred feet past a major intersection. While changing the tire we were approached by a young black man who looked to be about twenty-five years old. He introduced himself as Bob and offered to help change the tire. His offer was well received in the hundred-degree heat. Afterward, we invited him to ride with us, and in no time we were engaged in such conversation that one would have thought we had known each other for years. I noticed Alice, who is normally quiet with strangers, was extremely talkative, and had even swung her seat around to face Bob while they talked.
At five o’clock we stopped for dinner at a combination restaurant and motel. We ordered a bottle of wine which the three of us finished very quickly—in fact, before the meal had arrived. Now, if there is anything that makes Alice lose her inhibitions, it is several glasses of wine. Anyway, when dinner came we ordered another bottle of wine and finished half of it before dinner ended. As we were all feeling fairly high, Alice and I decided to stay at the motel adjacent to the restaurant. Bob asked if he could sleep in the van, as the rear seat converts into a bed. To my amazement Alice said he would be far more comfortable in the extra double bed in our room.
Later on, Bob and I watched television while Alice took a shower. We were still feeling drunk from all the wine we had consumed with dinner.
After Alice finished, she came into the room with only her robe on. When she came to the side of the bed to get under the covers, she dropped the robe on the floor, revealing her gorgeous breasts under her nightie.
I took a shower next, and then it was Bob’s turn. When Bob finished his shower, he asked if we could turn off the lights till he got into bed since he didn’t have a robe. Alice said that if it didn’t bother him, it didn’t bother her and, besides, maybe she could tell by the bulge in his underwear if the stories about black men being well-endowed were true. Bob assured us from behind the door that they were, and with that statement walked into the room stark naked. Alice gasped as she stared at his cock, which was about six inches in length soft. It swung proudly between Bob’s legs as he moved to his bed. Although we were under the covers, I could see Alice’s hand move slowly to her cunt and squeeze it several times.
She asked Bob how big it got when erect, and he said, “Nine inches long and twice as thick as it is now.” I told Alice that if she played with it she could see how big it got. Hearing this, Bob moved to a standing position next to the bed. Alice took his cock in her hand and began slowly jerking him off, massaging his balls with her fingers. In no time his cock became absolutely massive. I moved my hand to her crotch and it was soaked. I slid my fingers inside her cunt. She moaned softly and slowly began to move her hips. She gently pushed my head under the covers and between her legs. She loved to be eaten, so I pulled her panties aside and began tonguing her sopping cunt. Alice began moving her hips faster. I pulled the covers off and then her panties. She was now gently kissing and sucking Bob’s cock. He had lifted her nightgown up and was playing with her nipples, slowly moving his hips so that his cock would go deeper in her mouth.
After a few minutes, I moved Alice to the center of the bed and, with her still on her back, mounted her. Bob swung his leg over her head and Alice resumed sucking him while he reached back and fondled her breasts. In a very short time, I rolled Alice over and gave it to her doggie-style as she continued to blow Bob, who was on his back. In no time I shot a tremendous load, but she did not stop sucking him.
Alice prefers the missionary position, so we changed positions so that I was straddling her face and Bob was mounting her behind me. It wasn’t long before Alice quit sucking me and I knew that meant she was concentrating on Bob’s cock fucking her. I rolled off and just watched.
Alice began moaning loudly as Bob pumped her faster and faster. She put her legs around his shoulders and grabbed his ass so that he could sink all the way in. She threw her head back. I could tell she was loving every inch of his huge cock. In less than two minutes they both came together. The thrashing was unbelievable!
Bob rolled off and Alice headed for the bathroom to clean up. When she returned, she lay between us and began fondling our cocks. It wasn’t long before they were ready for more. For the next hour Bob and I took turns fucking her. She never seemed to get enough.
Later the next day, we dropped Bob off in a small town so that he could visit a friend. After he had departed, Alice said that our trip had already been a success since we had both been able to complete our fantasies. She did add that since she had gotten the better part of the action and the most attention, it would only be fair if we had a threesome with one of her girlfriends. I can hardly wait. Name and address withheld
Unlike other readers, I’m a firm believer in Penthouse Letters. I believe the sexy experiences the readers say happen in their lives. And I would like to contribute my most sexy and enjoyable evening of my life. First of all, my name is Randy. I’m twenty-three years old, and am considered to be a very handsome black man. I’m what the ladies consider a hunk. I’m tall and muscular, with a nice, trim waist. I have a sexy, tight ass which I love to flaunt for the ladies, especially older, middle-age women.
Last year, I was received back home with open arms by my family after a stay in prison. After arriving home and unpacking I proceeded to get smashed, waking the next morning with a bombshell hangover. After stumbling around for a few minutes in my briefs, I suddenly noticed a lovely blonde sitting in the den of my mother’s house. She was calmly sitting there, watching me with a smug little grin on her face. Man, did I flip. My younger sister was just passing me on her way to the kitchen so I grabbed her skirt, pulling her in front of me, trying to hide my embarrassment, all the while slowly moving toward the kitchen. Both my sister and the blonde were laughing at my expense. After a while my sister returned with my pants and I introduced myself. I found out that the blonde was a friend of my middle sister, Olivia, and that she was waiting for her to get dressed for the weekly laundry routine.
To get to the point, Sandra and I became friends, and soon afterwards lovers. We were great together, enjoying each other’s presence immensely, especially fucking. She never failed to achieve five to ten orgasms every time we made love. God, how I adored licking and sucking her wet, blonde, sweet pussy while she was giving my eight-and-a-half-inch cock thrills you wouldn’t believe. I am also exceptionally thick, measuring seven-and-three-quarter inches in circumference. Sandra says that she really doesn’t know how she takes all of me, but she does. It’s always good and hot, always better each time. And Sandra’s a fox, she oozes sex appeal. And even though she’s shy at times, she also loves for me to talk dirty to her. We have a friend who visits us often. Her name is Andrea and she’s sensuous as hell, with long auburn hair. She is so fine it gives me cramps just to watch her walk. She’s also forty-three years old, but she’s kept it all in the right places. We were attracted to one another instantly, but we never expressed it openly.
Last September, with nothing to do, I went out to check out the bar happenings. I was stunned to find Andrea partying, celebrating her forty-second birthday. She invited me over to party with her, and of course I accepted. Five dances later, Andrea wanted to know where my lady Sandra was. I informed her that Sandra was home mellowing out. Andrea then insisted that I go get Sandra—as she wanted to party with both of us. So I did, thinking of Sandra’s lovely ass in those tight jeans she was wearing.
After returning back to the bar with Sandra, we got down to some serious partying. My favorite group’s song was playing so I asked Andrea to dance with me. It was a slow jam session. A slow jam is when you dance to a slow song, but you don’t simply dance, you grind your hips against your partner’s crotch. She agreed and we eased onto the dance floor. I took her into my arms, encasing that lovely body next to mine, moving to the music, slow and easy. I groaned and pressed my hard cock against her crotch, and she ground her body nicely.
After some more partying, Andrea, Sandra and myself decided to take the show to Andrea’s place, so we jumped into her truck and eased on down the road.
When we reached the apartment, Sandra eased onto the couch, reaching around Andrea and grabbing my cock, stroking me softly and lovingly, looking me deeply in the eyes. “Baby, I want this to be your night. I want you to feel two hot women surrounding you tonight, but first I want you to fuck Andrea. Fuck her so sweetly that she won’t ever stop coming,” my lady said to me, still slowly stroking my cock. Nothing but sweet hot sex was in the air.
“Yes, Randy, fuck me, sweetheart,” Andrea moaned as she lay down and spread those long, sexy thighs, her pussy hot, wet, throbbing with need. I then slowly lowered myself to her, taking in all of her lovely femininity. I moaned as I eased her right tit inside my mouth, gently rolling my hot tongue around it, making her moan and squirm beneath me.
“Um, suck my tit baby, yes, oh, your mouth is so hot Randy, uh,” she whimpered. “Fuck me Randy, slide your big dick up my pussy, darling. Now, do it now,” she cried as I rubbed the head of my swollen dick against her clit. I then slowly eased the head to her pussy. Her cunt was hot and extremely wet.
She was ready immediately. “Push it baby, stuff my pussy with your prime young cock. Do it Randy, do it,” she demanded, pushing her hot pussy up to my cock. Andrea grabbed my head, pulled me down to her sweet lips and thrust her hot tongue in my mouth. “Fuck me,” she whispered again. I could not hold back any longer and so I buried my big cock in her boiling hot pussy. “Uhhh,” we both grunted and moaned. She was so wet.
“Yes, God, you’re so tight Andrea, that’s it, grind that sweet hot cunt on my cock, show me how much you love my big hot dick fucking your hot cunt,” I moaned and bit her ear, enjoying her gasps and moans of pleasure. She cried as I gave it to her just the way she wanted it. Deep and hard. “Twist that ass, Andrea,” I moaned to her, trying to fight my rapidly approaching orgasm.
“Oh God, Randy, you fuck so, oh, uh goood. Talk to me baby, talk dirty to me. Tell me how much you love your big cock up my wet cunt.” She was hot, too hot. I grabbed her shoulders, pinning her beneath me, loving the feel of her hot pussy and the squishy sounds at hot dick and cunt. “Yes Andrea, your pussy’s so good and hot. Show me how you love this big, hard, black cock up your cunt. Take it baby, take it all. Love it baby, love on this sweet hot dick, Andrea,” I moaned to her while she came alive with my words. “Uhh,” came an unexpected sound from behind me. I turned and saw Sandra rapidly fingering her hot pussy as she came. Needless to say it was one hot evening, with me switching back and forth between my two lovers. R.D., Dallas, Texas