In the two years that Elena and I have been together, we have never tired of each other sexually. Now twenty years old, she is just under five feet tall, a gorgeous Mexican whose face and body are equally sublime. Her large, round, firm breasts are the envy of other women. We enjoy watching porn videos and often act out what we see on the screen. It was in the videos that Elena got her first glimpse of sexual threesomes, and the thought of us making it with another woman or man turned her on.
I could cope with another woman joining us, but the thought of Elena being fucked by another man wasn’t appealing. Elena tried hard to convince me that I would enjoy it. One night, when she and I were going out drinking, she dressed in an extremely sexy miniskirt and a blouse that had a neckline showing a generous portion of her big breasts. I told her that I didn’t like the way she was dressed, but she proceeded to rub my crotch and bring me to a massive hard-on. She then informed me that the hard-on would not be relieved until I saw how many other guys got hard-ons just from looking at her. I laughed, but an hour later, in the bar, I noticed that she was attracting a lot of male attention. I left her alone at the bar and watched as she was immediately approached by a handsome young man. She smiled at him and said something. Then she dropped her purse. The guy bent down to pick it up, and she made sure he got a good look up her short skirt at her naked crotch, which turned him on very much. She started caressing his thighs and crotch. I saw in him the same excitement I’d always felt, when she did the same to me. Finally, she whispered something to him and he left.
When I rejoined her at the bar, Elena told me that the guy was going to meet her in an hour at a nearby hotel—if I approved and was interested. I was so aroused by her excitement that I agreed, and we drove to the hotel and took a room. We waited for him in the bar, where I became thoroughly smashed. When he arrived, Elena simply invited him to our room. He didn’t seem at all surprised at my presence. Within minutes, the three of us were in the room. Without any preliminaries, he started kissing Elena on the neck and they fell onto the king-size bed. I went over and began massaging her legs, kissing the insides of her thighs. He pulled her flimsy top off, and I did the same with her skirt. Elena was stark naked, lying on the bed with two horny men standing over her. She undid my pants, took out my stiff cock and began licking and kissing it. I fell back in delight as she undressed me. She then moved her hot cunt over my mouth, sitting on my face. She enjoyed doing that while at the same time she undressed our guest.
As I ate her out, she took his cock into her mouth and sucked on it with all her might. She then got on all fours and sucked my cock while he fucked her doggie-style. Each time she was pushed forward by his thrusting, she took my cock deeper into her throat. He was soon fucking her at an incredible tempo and with terrific force, and she exploded twice in orgasm. As his speed increased and he showed signs of coming, Elena ground her pussy against him harder and harder. That pushed him over the top and he ejaculated into her with tremendous force. Seconds later, I exploded in Elena’s mouth. She swallowed every drop.
Now the thought of my wife and me having sex with other people doesn’t threaten me at all. In fact, I have dreamed up many three-way games that we hope to try soon. Name and address withheld
Now that I’m working in a remote place in the Arctic, I’m an avid reader of your great magazine, and I would like to tell you a true story about something that happened to me before I came here.
On a hot day last summer, I told two girls that I would take them swimming at a friend’s beach house. When we got there, the beach was crowded. We laid out our towels and I oiled up Patti, a twenty-one-year-old brunette with an ass that would bring tears to your eyes. Then I oiled up Delia, who was blonde, twenty years old and very beautiful. I thought I was in heaven, laying between the two best-looking girls on the beach. As the day passed, they were drinking beer and I was drinking Jack Daniel’s straight. All three of us got a good buzz on before I asked if they wanted to go into the house and smoke a joint. They said sure. As soon as we were inside, I started twisting a joint while Patti and Delia checked the place out.
After about fifteen minutes, I wanted to fire up the joint, but they hadn’t returned. So I went looking for them. When I finally found them, I couldn’t believe my eyes. There was Patti in a lawn chair with her legs spread wide open and with Delia’s head between her thighs, moving up and down like that of a hungry dog wolfing down a steak. It was a sight that made my dick get harder than Chinese arithmetic. I was wearing a red bikini swimsuit and the head of my rod was peeking over the top of the waistband. Patti spotted me and got embarrassed. Abruptly, the girls stopped what they were doing, which really bummed me out in a big way.
The girls went inside with me. We smoked the joint and talked about what I’d seen. I asked them if I could join them in some sex, after which I’d take them out to dinner. Since the plumbing wasn’t working in the house, I explained, we’d have to go to a motel. They said okay—and off we went.
When we arrived, the old man in the motel office was a nosy fart. When he saw the girls in their bikinis, he probably got a hard-on. In the room, Patti said that I should take a shower while she and Delia went to their place to get some “props.” So I showered and got into bed, wondering if they really would return.
Well, they did. They had a suitcase with them. Before they opened it, though, they got into the shower together. I could hear them laughing and having a good time. They must have planned what they were going to do with me. Finally, the door opened and out came Patti, wearing a red garter belt, red crotchless panties and black net nylons. Delia, when she emerged, was dressed—or undressed—the same, except in white. My dick got so hard that I could have cut diamonds with it.
The girls demanded that I get out of bed. When I did so, they climbed in and started going at it with each other. They told me to wait and not to bother them, so I didn’t. Delia was aggressive toward Patti and went down on her almost at once, licking her juicy pussy like there was no tomorrow. I couldn’t see much, but I could hear the juices slopping around.
Unable to wait any longer, I started to eat Delia’s snatch. She stopped me and said that I’d have to wait until ten minutes of them eating and sucking each other went by. Since I couldn’t wait, however, I just dived headfirst onto the bed, grabbed Patti, rolled her on her stomach, took hold of the back of her garter belt and rode her like she was a bucking bronco. Then I grabbed Delia’s garter belt and pulled her over to me. Without being told, she started to suck my balls while I was fucking Patti’s pussy.
I’m not bragging when I say that I can hold back my come for as long as I want—and I was determined to make these two sweethearts so saddle sore that they’d walk bowlegged for a week. After a while, I pulled out of Patti and entered Delia while Patti went to get a dildo. So I was soon fucking Delia and ramming a dildo into Patti, hopping back and forth like a rabbit in heat. We must have kept it up for about an hour, until they said they could get me to come within three minutes. I told them to go for it.
Patti started to give me head, sucking my whole cock down her throat. And Delia began licking my balls. I thought I could hold back forever—until this happened. Both girls were sucking and licking, and I love to come in a woman’s mouth, but I was still planning to fuck these two, so I tried to pull out. But my excitement got the better of me. With both of them sucking away, I just wasn’t able to hold back. Finally, I shot my load down Patti’s throat. While I was going out of my mind with pleasure, she kept sucking harder and harder—until my cock just shriveled up from hard usage. That’s when they quit.
They let me rest for about half an hour, during which they ate each other out. Then they focused their attention on my dick again, quickly getting it erect. So I just went ahead and laid them in turn. They laughed through it all and orgasmed a half dozen times apiece. Afterwards, they went to shower off and I was left lying there, thinking I couldn’t be beat at my own game. I rolled a joint and smoked it all. I was stoned to the bone and, believe it or not, ready for more sex. When the girls came out of the shower, I said, “Let’s do it, if you two can handle it.”
Laughing with glee, they hopped back into bed, and I was soon eating Delia and playing with Patti’s pussy for a good hour or so. That was when Delia said she could get me to come in three minutes all by herself. I asked how. She said that Patti would have to get out of bed, that it would just be her and me. Patti didn’t like the idea, but she agreed to it. So I climbed on Delia as she raised her legs and hooked her feet behind her head. In this position, her pussy felt so tight that I felt like I was fucking a virgin. I’ve never again felt anything like it. It felt so good that for at least five minutes, I was moaning in pure pleasure. Patti kept saying she wanted me to withdraw and give her some cock, but I wasn’t about to stop until I shot my wad. I began humping Delia faster and faster until I knew I was coming. I let out a yell as my hot load spilled into the depths of Delia’s loins. She, too, was coming. It was the hottest wad I’ve ever delivered. I still have a vivid memory of those four hours of pure pleasure. D.S., Brampton, Ont.
Like other readers, I’ve doubted the truthfulness of the letters in your magazine. But also like others, a recent personal experience has converted me from a skeptic to a believer.
Henry and I have been married for about ten years. During that time I was never unfaithful to him and feel certain that he was never unfaithful to me. We enjoy sex, and our relationship has been uninhibited without being kinky.
Not long ago, Henry and I entertained houseguests over a long weekend. Our guests, Brooke and Michael, were friends who had moved to another city several years ago. Seeing the two of them after such a long absence heightened my awareness of their physical attractiveness. I couldn’t help wondering what went on at night behind their closed bedroom door.
The day after their arrival, we celebrated by dining at the fanciest restaurant in town. All of us dressed to look our best for the occasion. However, I am afraid Henry and I looked hopelessly tame alongside our guests and their West Coast dress styles. Even his fashionably loose-tailored pants couldn’t conceal the bulge at Michael’s crotch. Brooke’s dress was cut very low, and from certain angles, even her nipples were exposed to view. She seemed not to mind at all and made no attempt to keep herself covered. Henry obviously enjoyed the view and gave her a lot of attention throughout the evening.
The night was still young when we finished our meal, and the good food, wine and reminiscing had us all glowing deliciously. In the car, as I snuggled up to Henry, some rustling and laughter from the backseat indicated that Michael and Brooke were also feeling amorous. In reply to a question from Henry, Michael commented on Brooke’s roving hands. Henry said she was probably just trying to warm them up, since the night had turned a little chilly. Michael said that it wasn’t only her hands that were getting warm. Turning, I stared, openmouthed in surprise. Michael’s pants were unzipped and his erect cock was sticking out.
Telling me to relax and watch the show, Brooke bent over and took the head of Michael’s cock in her mouth. Whatever objections or embarrassment he had vanished as Brooke’s head bobbed in his lap. She didn’t remove her hand but continued stroking in time with her mouth. Soon Michael’s prick was shiny with mouth and sex juices, and Brooke’s movements were accompanied by pleasant, squishing sound effects. When Michael started coming, she just held her mouth over his spouting cock. Even as he came, her hand continued stroking him, lending added force to his spasms. Over and over, Michael’s cock pulsed, unloading spurt after spurt into Brooke’s waiting mouth. A few gobs dribbled over that always moving hand. Only after the last weak shots did Brooke release the now softening prick and avidly swallow her mouthful. Semen streaks glistened on her face as she licked her fingers clean.
“Now that is one drumstick,” she said, “that is definitely finger-lickin’ good!” And taking in my rapt stare, she continued, “What about you, Mindy? Do you like to suck cock? Of course you do. Otherwise you would have lost Henry long ago. Men like pussy, but they love a warm, wet, juicy cocksucking. Isn’t that right, Henry?” Henry grunted in response. Although he’d been driving and so missed the show, the sounds, the knowledge, even the smells, of Brooke’s expert blowjob were overwhelming and had obviously gotten to him. Any initial shock on his part had quickly given way to desire. He was hunched down in his seat with one hand clutching his crotch.
As Henry put his foot down on the gas, I knew our evening of celebrating had only just begun.
At the house, Brooke hustled me into the bedroom, leaving the guys in the living room. We quickly stripped down, me to a bra and bikini pants, Brooke to a short half-slip and bare breasts. Although I had had glimpses of them all evening, I now found myself openly admiring their size and shape. When I questioned Brooke about her behavior, she replied that, since moving to California, she and Michael had opened up their sex life. They loved each other and they loved sex. Once forbidden activities only heightened their enjoyment. Then she asked if she could “start off” with Henry. Somewhat hesitantly, I nodded okay as she said, “Right now I want Henry’s prick so bad I’m actually dripping.” And, reaching down between her legs, she pumped a slim finger in and out of her furry bush a few times.
In the living room we found that Henry and Michael had also stripped. They both were sitting on the couch, completely naked. Michael held his semihard cock in his own hand, pumping slowly as he unflinchingly looked me over. Henry’s growing penis seemed to twitch involuntarily as he took in Brooke’s near-nude body and erect-nippled tits. Taking charge, Brooke knelt in front of Henry, taking his growing organ first in her soft hand and then in her even softer mouth.
Entranced, I hadn’t seen Michael stand up, but now he was behind me, slowly guiding me to the floor. His mouth buzzed at my neck and along my spine. His hand effortlessly removed my remaining clothes. With us lying on our sides, with Michael at my back, his hands were able to roam over my body while we watched Brooke work on Henry. Michael was whispering in my ear, “Look at her suck cock. . . . She is good, but I bet you’re better. . . . I just gave her a warm-up dribble compared to the load I’m saving for you.” His hands now were cupped over my breasts, massaging and squeezing the firm tissue. Behind me, his hips bucked as he dry-fucked my white, fleshy thighs. Releasing one breast, he lifted my leg. With the help of his fingers, he easily slid his now fully hard rod into my steaming box. But even as he rhythmically pumped, I never took my eyes off Brooke and Henry.
He looked pained when Brooke abruptly stopped her hand and mouth motions. Standing up, she straddled his legs, her back to him, and quickly squatted upon his vertical cock. Their motions grew frantic as Henry’s purple meat plunged in and out of Brooke’s red-lipped cunt.
As Henry creamed, Brooke halted in midstroke, poised, squatting spread-legged with his shiny cock half in and half out. I could actually see the large vein pulse with each spasm of his climax. I was jealous that it was not I who had gotten Henry’s oh-so-generous love liquid.
As if sensing my thoughts, Brooke straightened out of her crouch. Henry’s limp but still full cock popped audibly out of her pussy to hang down over the edge of the couch. Clasping one hand around the base of his equipment and cupping the other beneath the dripping mass, she stood Henry up and led him to me. “Look at that delicious mouthful. You can have first licks.” The sight was overwhelming. Henry’s cock was covered with a mixture of come and pussy juice. It was positively gooey. The smell, as Brooke held her gift not six inches away, was strong but not unpleasant. Instinctively my mouth opened and Brooke guided Henry’s cock in, smearing my lips and cheeks as she did so. The taste, too, was strong. That, together with the thought that what I now held in my mouth had come straight out of another woman’s pussy, was an incredible turn-on. I soon felt the throb of life returning to my husband’s penis. He began to sway, causing his balls to bounce against my chin.
I now had Michael fucking my cunt from the back and Henry fucking my mouth in front. Brooke knelt alongside us, her fingers squishing in her mushy cunt. Globs of Henry’s come still speckled her thighs. I felt my climax approaching and went limp as the waves rippled over me. My head fell back and Henry’s cock sprang free. Brooke moved quickly, going down on the stiff, vibrating pleasure stick. She began bobbing rapidly on Henry’s still-wet but now clean cock, finishing him off rapidly only inches from my face. As he came, she pointed the spurting prick toward her mouth. Although Henry shot less than he had only moments before in her tight box, Brooke still got a nice mouthful. She leaned over to me and gave me a deep soul kiss. I eagerly responded to her kiss, and our tongues swirled my husband’s salty come in our mouths. It was then that I felt Michael’s cock throbbing in my cunt as he gave forth what remained of his cream.
Many orgasms later, exhausted, we all fell asleep.
The remainder of our guests’ stay was one long, pleasurable orgy. Emotions and feelings were awakened within me that I never knew existed. My sex life is now worth bragging about. Not only do we make love almost every night, but we do it with an intensity that far surpasses even our honeymoon couplings. I’ve practically turned into an oral-sex fanatic, though I usually won’t suck Henry off until after he fucks me. That way, he tastes better and I get a double feature almost every time instead of the old single billing. Up till now, we’ve felt no further need to include other persons in our lovemaking, but we are looking forward to Brooke and Michael’s planned return visit next year. Name and address withheld
I am an engineering consultant. This involves a lot at travel and, while I generally don’t enjoy leaving my family, the trip to Las Vegas—and especially my experience at Roger’s—made this trip very easy to enjoy.
Roger is a buddy of mine from engineering school. He’s currently doing very well with his own electronics firm. He’s also married to a sexy wife, Jolanda, whom I got to know pretty well.
After taking care of my clients that day I checked into a hotel room, showered, and dressed for dinner at Roger’s. I showed up a little before seven and Roger answered the door. I was completely unprepared for what I saw.
The house was huge and furnished with the finest of everything: oriental rugs, classy furniture, paintings. But best of all there was Jolanda. She is from Portugal and has tanned, almost bronze, skin, dark-brown, wavy hair, pearly white teeth and a wonderfully proportioned shape. Her breasts are large and look as if they would burst out if you undid a single button of her blouse. Her ass is very fine, tight and sensuous. Her smile is contagious and warming, and her eyes are turquoise pools that can envelope you and make you forget your name.
“So this is your buddy, long of legend and…It’s good to meet you at last,” she said in her sweet soprano after Roger introduced me. She took me by the arm, guided me to the wet bar for drinks, and then to the couch for more talk. Roger busied himself checking on dinner.
I was in a daze, and had a hard-on that filled my pants. But, strangely, I wasn’t embarrassed. She asked about me and my family and told me about herself. I really didn’t pay much attention. I just loved listening to her voice, staring into her blue-green eyes and taking in her charms. She could have droned batting averages, it wouldn’t have mattered.
Roger returned and dropped into a nearby armchair. “Dinner is ready to go,” he said. “Lisa and Paul can bring it out anytime.”
Jolanda stood up. When she did, her gold necklace dropped beside me. I picked it up and offered to put it back on. “Beautiful trimmings for a beautiful tree,” I said.
“Why, thank you. I enjoy showing as much as you enjoy looking,” she answered with a smile that could have melted an iceberg.
As I stood behind Jolanda and fastened the necklace around her slender neck, I could clearly see down the front of her dress. Two unrestrained, luscious mounds decorated with their pink, upright nipples greeted my eyes. Jolanda must have caught me peeking for, as soon as the necklace was secured, she whirled around, grasped my hand and slid it down the front of her dress.
“Like I said, ” she purred, “thank you!”
I gasped and my love rod jumped erect, not only because of the intimacy, but because this happened in full view of Roger who just sat there grinning broadly.
“You guys start without me,” said Jolanda as she left the room.
“Nice, isn’t she?” said Roger.
“I had no idea how gorgeous she was! But what was…” I stopped in mid-sentence, my mouth hanging open. Lisa had just walked into the room carrying appetizers. It was par for the evening to see that Roger had his dinner parties served, but it was another matter to see Lisa, a Penthouse-Pet-caliber blonde, dressed in a sexy nightie and no bra. She carried the appetizers to the table near us, and set it down.
“Lisa,” said Roger, “I think our guest here needs some help so he can concentrate on dinner. Can you arrange that? Also, arrange something similar for me.” Lisa left and returned with two terry cloth dressing gowns, one brown and one turquoise. She asked me to stand up and, in a businesslike manner, began to undress me.
I started to ask what she was doing but was stopped by a kiss planted on my mouth from her ruby lips. My rod was standing straight out. She asked me to sit down and then undressed Roger too. He and I both donned the gowns. Lisa knelt before us while we sat on the couch and she began to stroke our thighs with long-nailed fingers. Then, in a flash, she bent over and engulfed my love-tool in her wet, sloppy mouth, sucking slowly. She strayed from the tip and licked and nibbled down the shaft to the base, nuzzling my balls. She then licked her way back up the shaft. When she arrived at the tip she sighed deeply and started sucking again.
I was too turned-on to last long which, I suppose, was the point of this little preliminary. As my moment came, I parted my legs and Lisa ate me away to a nice, tender climax, swallowing all my come.
She left me enjoying the calm after the storm and turned her attention to Roger. In one deft motion she sat on his lap, wrapping her hairy love mound around his stiff pole. I watched with delight as she fucked him less than three feet away. She kissed him on the lips and offered him her lovely, full breasts. After watching my intimate encounter, Roger must have been dying for relief.
Soon Lisa picked up the pace and Roger began to moan loudly. When he seemed to be on the verge of exploding she pulled off and engulfed his member with her hungry mouth. Roger grunted and shot his jism down her throat.
Lisa then left us to our appetizers. As she did, Jolanda returned escorted by Paul whose muscular figure was unclad. She paused to kiss Paul and then gave a longer, more sensuous kiss to Lisa.
Jolanda, now dressed in a turquoise terry cloth gown and nothing else said, “My, that tastes good!” and reached over to stroke Lisa’s pubic hair and clit. Paul stroked Lisa’s breasts briefly while Lisa leaned back against him with her eyes closed.
This only lasted for a minute. Paul and Lisa then returned to the kitchen and Jolanda joined Roger and me on some cushions around a low table. She sat between us. We were all very hungry and ate the appetizers greedily. We talked, laughed and couldn’t help but touch one another.
I couldn’t resist, so I put my arm around Jolanda. She smiled at me. I asked, “Why do our gowns match?”
She answered, “Because, dear friend, you’re mine tonight.”
“Then why does Roger have a brown gown on?”
Just then, the doorbell rang. Roger said, “That, I think, is your answer—our other guests.” Roger left to let them in. Jolanda and I stared into each other’s eyes. My love-rod was getting hard again and her soft cunt hair was getting wet. We engaged in some mutual stroking and soon were embracing in a passionate kiss which was interrupted by Roger and the guests returning.
“Meet Mort and Jenny,” said Roger, “our neighbors and friends.” Mort and Jenny had already changed into gowns like ours, Jenny a brown one and Mort a white one. I could see the brown connection, but white? A bit later Mort himself explained, “I freelance.”
We all sat about the table while Paul and Lisa cleared the appetizers, brought out the main course—an Asian medley of finger food and the like—and dimmed the light. We all ate and chatted.
Suddenly a bright light focused upon a mat in the center of the room. Paul and Lisa strutted onto it, both now completely nude. They grasped each other’s hands, kissed and proceeded to slowly make love under the spotlight using a variety of techniques. This, apparently, was the dinner entertainment. It provided the perfect backdrop. We all ate, chatted, watched and fondled. When Lisa or Paul groaned or gasped in orgasm, conversation would subside while we became attentive. Naturally, a little of this had us all really horny and things started to happen between us.
Roger kissed Jenny on the lips while Mort undid Jenny’s gown and first licked her nipples and then—with a tactical shift of position—her clit. I was completely busy with Jolanda. I wanted to show her how beautiful I thought she was and I couldn’t think of a better way than getting inside her love-nest. It felt like hot iron being quenched by water when I entered her. She moaned with delight and moved slowly—oh so slowly—up and down on my rock-hard cunt teaser.
By now Paul and Lisa were relaxing but Roger was deeply probing Jenny with his tool while Mort kissed Jenny’s lips and slurped voraciously on her breasts. Then Mort got up, rolled Roger and Jenny over and slowly fed his dick to Jenny’s mouth.
Jolanda and I came into our first heaven that moment. After Jenny was done Mort went off towards Paul and Lisa who were fucking quietly again in their spotlight. Mort teased Paul’s ass-cheeks with his slick dick and Lisa said, “Let’s share Paul.” Mort slid his pole into Paul’s mouth while Lisa wrapped her legs around Paul, thrusting herself against him. Paul groaned with pleasure.
Meanwhile Roger had left Jenny completely relaxed, spread eagle on the plushly carpeted floor. He moved beside us. I was on top of Jolanda engaged in what we had learned was our favorite position—straight, deep fucking, staring into each others’ eyes while moving slowly, fucking each other into oblivion.
Anyway, we were in the middle of this favorite when Roger’s friendly, long member came between our faces. Jolanda exclaimed, “Oh, yes, yes!” and proceeded to lubricate it with her tongue. I eagerly joined in the fun, feeling the turn-on of sharing our new “ice cream cone.” Roger’s flaccid pole jumped to full length again almost immediately and soon he was going crazy with delight. Jolanda and I started humping with newfound vigor much to the appreciation of all involved.
All this commotion aroused Jenny who began to finger her wet cunt. She started to breathe heavily and sigh while watching Jolanda, Roger and I caressing and sharing each other. Jenny grabbed a vibrator, moved closer to us, impaled herself on it and joined us in licking Roger off. Roger shot his load almost immediately into Jenny’s open, eager mouth. Jenny came again a moment or two later, rolling on the floor and crying with delight while Roger’s come dripped merrily out of her mouth. Jolanda and I shuddered to a long, exhausting, beautiful climax shortly after.
An hour later, Mort and I fucked Jolanda again, taking turns at front and back, while Jenny licked her bronze, nippled mounds. Roger then brought Jenny to another climax by gently sucking her clit.
These activities took hours. We finally slept soundly, and in the morning each slipped away as our own schedules demanded. It was sad to leave Roger and especially Jolanda.
It felt good nonetheless to return home. That night, after the kids were in bed, my wife said, “Honey, I have a small confession to make but I think you’ll like it. You know that young Japanese couple who moved in down the street? While you were away I was invited to dinner at their house and, well, I had more than dinner…” Wow. Name and address withheld
I am a happily married man, age thirty-five. Rebecca, my wife, is a very attractive thirty-two-year-old blonde. We have a very fulfilling sex life but, even though she doesn’t complain, I sometimes get the feeling that my penis is not quite large enough for her. Maybe I am wrong, but when we’re in the middle of fucking I often ask her if she would like a big cock up her cunt and she readily agrees every time. She keeps telling me that I’m plenty big for her, but I think that she says it so she won’t hurt my feelings. Besides, I’ve always fantasized about seeing her fuck a man with a big cock.
Last week my dream came true when a close friend of mine named Charlie came to stay with us for a few days. He happens to be very well hung. In fact, my wife and her girlfriends have this secret joke about his big cock. He never wears underwear and his penis hangs to almost the middle of his thighs so they all must have noticed. I’ve suspected for some time that Rebecca has the hots for him. I also know that he has the hots for Rebecca.
The night Charlie arrived we had a party to go to and he volunteered to babysit for us. When we came back we were pretty drunk, which makes my wife very horny. Once in our bedroom she began languidly changing her clothes. She was wearing a sexy pair of stockings with a garter belt and bra to match. I told her to remove her panties and to leave the rest of her sexy lingerie on. The sight of her bush gave me an instant hard-on. Lying there flushed with alcohol, Rebecca looked irresistible. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, “You want to be fucked, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she moaned.
“I bet you want to be fucked by a big, thick cock,” I whispered.
Rebecca just writhed and began gently fingering her slit.
“I’ll be back soon to give you the fucking of your life,” I promised, and quickly left the room.
My plan was falling into place. I went over to Charlie’s room and asked him how he would like to fuck Rebecca. He was stoned too and he readily agreed. I told him that I was going to the store and that he should make his move as soon as I had left.
Later that night my wife told me the whole thing.
She was lying in bed with her legs spread apart waiting for me to get back when Charlie walked right in the room completely naked. Rebecca was so surprised that she froze while he stood beside her with his gigantic cock next to her face. As he stood there his dick began to throb and swell to its full eleven inches, providing a tempting sight for my wife just inches from her hungry lips.
He asked her if she wanted to get it on. She told him that it would be wrong, and mentioned that I would be back at any minute. He told her not to worry about it and boldly eyed her sexy body. He got so horny looking at her hairy, wet cunt that he tossed caution to the wind, lay next to her and started to fondle and kiss her. At first she protested, but when he put her hand on his throbbing cock she gasped and started to massage the shaft. He then pushed her head down toward it, but his cockhead is so huge about the size of a peach that she couldn’t open her mouth wide enough to suck it. Instead, she licked the head and shaft hungrily.
By the time she started going down on him, I had already returned and stationed myself unseen outside the bedroom door. It was perfect. She was moaning like crazy. I had never seen her so turned on. Charlie then told her to get on the edge of the bed on her knees and to lay her head flat on the bed so that her ass would stick up. She said she was afraid because of how huge he was but he was too far gone by then to stop.
He started to rub his huge head on her wet lips and then I saw his head disappearing and her cunt lips stretching wide. The sight of Charlie’s huge dong slowly entering my wife’s petite frame was an incredible turn-on. Rebecca began begging for more and he rammed the whole thing up her cunt. Their fucking made really loud slapping sounds as her ass met his hips. Hearing that huge, greased prick going in and out, plus her cries of ecstasy and the slushy sound of her sex juice, drove me mad with passion. As soon as I removed my cock from my pants I came with an incredible force. He kept on pounding her for at least twenty minutes until he came. She came soon after. As soon as he withdrew his big salami I stepped into the bedroom. The sight of her stretched-out cunt lips and his come running down her ass-cheeks got me so horny that I immediately straddled her face and shoved my cock in her mouth. In a few minutes I was shooting oceans of hot come down her throat.
By then Charlie had a hard-on again. He got in between her legs, lifted them onto his shoulders and shoved his meat up her swollen cunt again. He must have fucked her for at least fifteen minutes while I watched and jerked off. Later she went to his room and didn’t come back until morning.
The next day she told me she had loved the experience and had come ten times that night. We can’t wait until next month, when he comes back! D.T., Detroit, Mich.
As a married man grown a little bit bored with his sex life, I began having an affair about two years ago. This led to a fulfillment of my sexual fantasies that exceeded my wildest dreams—and my wife’s as well.
My lover, Marcie, happened also to be my wife’s tennis partner and best friend. Marcie, unlike my wife, Alice, is a highly sexed woman. She’s a five-foot-six-inch, leggy black woman with bronze-colored skin, full, firm tits, and a versatile, loving cunt. My wife is also a physical knockout: five feet four inches tall, long blonde hair, a fantastic body, and a coolly seductive manner that broadcasts a “look-but-don’t-touch” attitude. I love her but was frustrated by her hang-ups in the sack: no oral sex, lights out for lovemaking and quick showers after each missionary-style encounter. It was dignified but boring!
Since Marcie’s husband wasn’t keeping her satisfied and both of us wanted to save our marriages, we decided to let our mates into our newfound world of fantasy fulfillment. We decided to move in on Alice first.
The four of us owned a beach house together, so we arranged for the three of us to take a long weekend there while Marcie’s husband was away on business. This wasn’t usual, of course, but this weekend was to have a slightly different twist!
Friday afternoon, when my wife came in from some swimming and sunbathing, I hid myself upstairs on the loft, where I had a clear view of the living room below. Marcie had stretched out her gorgeous body on the sofa and was leafing through a copy of Penthouse Letters and sipping a margarita. When my wife came in, her firm tits straining against her bikini and her body glowing with a fresh suntan, Marcie told her there were drinks in the fridge. When Alice went to get one, Marcie slipped her hand under her beach robe and onto her bushy snatch. Licking her fingers, she looked up and gave me a lewd, conspiratorial wink.
After Alice had returned with her drink and settled down on the sofa, Marcie lit a joint and handed it to her. Alice took a few hits and asked what Marcie was reading. When Marcie showed her, she wrinkled her nose and said, “Oh yeah, one of my husband’s Penthouse Letters. Aren’t they awful?”
“Not really,” Marcie said. “In fact, they’re kind of a turn-on.” They leafed through the magazine together, and Marcie read a few choice letters from “Crowd Scenes” and then gradually moved closer to my wife. Soon they were both getting excited, and when Marcie got her nerve up, she started stroking my wife’s thigh. Alice’s breathing became heavy. After a while, Marcie leaned over and kissed Alice’s soft, blonde hair. Alice unconsciously put her hand on Marcie’s, which was still resting on her thigh.
Up in the loft I was getting pretty excited. It looked as if this was going to be easier than we’d expected. But when Marcie’s hand moved up to Alice’s crotch, Alice pulled away. Marcie took a handful of my wife’s hair in her other hand and, looking passionately into her eyes, said, “Alice, we’ve been friends for a long time. Now just relax and let this happen, because it’s going to happen either way.”
Alice, needless to say, was shocked. She pulled away again, but Marcie planted her mouth on my wife’s in a long, deep soul kiss. I could see her tongue and lips moving lust as they had last weekend—on my cock. Marcie pressed her pelvis against my wife’s crotch and began kissing and biting her ears and neck. Soon Alice was visibly responding to Marcie’s kisses and caresses, even sighing and moaning as Marcie removed her bikini top and started tweaking Alice’s swollen breasts and nipples.
As Marcie moved down Alice’s body, over her smooth, flat stomach, close to her snatch, Alice started to protest. Marcie looked up, her eyes flashing, and said, “Look Alice, I know you want it. Why don’t you just admit it to yourself?”
Alice said nothing but Marcie sensed she had gained the upper hand.
“Now, lie down on the couch and spread your legs wide.”
Alice complied silently. I leaned out in plain view, and Marcie stood at the foot of the bed, panting, smiling, and looking with half-closed eyes at her magnificent work. She looked up at me in the loft, where I stood with my prick in my hands, and silently beckoned. My wife was whining, “Please, Marcie, please!” As I came down the stairs, Marcie ripped off Alice’s bikini bottoms and took off her own beach robe. Two gorgeous bodies were exposed to my voracious eyes. My prick was oozing and throbbing. I moved toward the bed, but Marcie stopped me by putting a finger to her lips so that I wouldn’t betray my presence. Then she shoved a pillow under Alice’s tight little ass, giving us both a better view, smoothed Alice’s hair and whispered in her ear, soothing and stroking her.
Slowly, Marcie went down on Alice and soon had her grinding and thrusting. Alice started shouting, “Oh yes, please eat me. Oh, oh, oh, yes!” I couldn’t believe my ears. I had never seen my wife—or anyone else for that matter—so thoroughly aroused. “Oh my God, fuck! Let me come, please, please bring me off! Fuck me! Suck!” All this, and just two hours ago she was deeply offended by profanity!
I was getting awfully hot, too, and had to stop stroking myself. I had better plans for the load of come I was ready to spurt. Marcie got up and positioned her ass above Alice’s face and said, “Okay, Alice, I’ll get you off, but first I want you to pleasure me. Now, start licking!” Then she lowered her cunt onto Alice’s face and closed her eyes as my wife’s long tongue reached out and got its first taste of sweet cunt juice. Marcie was facing me and squeezing her own beautiful tits as she gently rolled her hips over my wife’s slurping mouth. “That’s it, honey, that’s right. Just lap it up. That’s right, Alice. Ooh, that’s good! Mmmm!”
Then Marcie’s body tensed and she collapsed down on my wife’s body as she came with a loud moan, drenching Alice’s lovely face with a salty ocean of come. After a minute or two, Marcie got up and said, “Alice, that was pretty good.” Then she went to kiss Alice’s wet face and pressed her clit against my wife’s quivering snatch. Alice began to grind furiously, and when they were both nearing an orgasm—bucking, moaning, and sweating—Marcie silently motioned to me.
I went over and positioned myself behind them to look at their two asses—one brown, one creamy white—and at their gorgeous, dripping cunts. The smell was sensational. Then, ever so slowly and silently, I carefully aimed my tool at my wife’s silky-blonde snatch and plunged it in to the hilt. Alice immediately responded by pushing up to meet my thrust and screaming, “Fuck me, Marcie. Fuck my cunt!” She was half-delirious and had no idea what was happening. I reached down and shoved two fingers in Marcie’s cunt. Almost immediately, I felt her gripping faster and faster until we all collapsed in thunderous, gushing, simultaneous orgasms. When Alice opened her eyes and realized that I’d been there all along, she seemed happy.
Over the next year, we enjoyed a three-way, real-life fantasy of incredible sex. We tried every imaginable combination, exploring every orifice, savoring every secretion. It brought us all very close together. We’ve shared our pleasures openly, and we can now share anything with each other. It’s so good that we no longer even think about getting Marcie’s husband to join us. Name and address withheld
I am a twenty-year-old male college student whose sexual experiences have, until recently, been dull and infrequent. It’s not that I’m bad looking, it’s just that the type of girl that has been attracted to me is the “wait until the wedding night” type.
A good friend of mine named Stanley changed all that. One night, after a hard workout in the local gym, we were sitting in the whirlpool talking. He mentioned a girl named Kelly he had met at registration. A relationship had developed quickly, and he was now getting laid on a regular basis. I told him I would like to meet her, so we decided to go have a pizza at the restaurant where she worked. As we walked there, he described her in details that made my mouth water.
Once in the restaurant, Stanley requested a table served by Kelly. As I was reading the menu, I felt Stanley kick me under the table. I looked up and got my first sight of Kelly as she was taking the order from the family opposite us.
She had a gorgeous pair of legs that seemed to be crying out for a hand to run up and down them. A short, tight skirt encased her shapely ass. Long, brown hair cascaded down her back. She turned to our table and walked over. Her thin waist made her large breasts look even more glorious. She had a good-looking face and was wearing little makeup, just some bright, red lipstick. She smiled at Stanley and gave me an appraising stare. She must have liked what she saw because she raised one eyebrow provocatively.
“Kelly, meet Arthur,” Stanley said.
“Hi, Arthur. Glad to meet you,” she said. She wasn’t half as glad as I was! I took her hand. It was tiny compared to my own. Kelly was barely five feet three inches tall. The thought of all that beauty packed into such a petite frame really turned me on.
When she asked me for my order, I jokingly said, “Pussy for two, please.” She gave me a mischievous smile and said, “I get off at eleven. You two can get off then.” She opened her mouth, extended her tongue and touched the tip of her nose with it. Then she winked and left to turn in our order.
I was dumbstruck! I had just been expecting to get a laugh out of her. Stanley just said, “What did I tell you?”
The rest of the evening crawled. Every time she came to our table, she would stop and flirt. She stuck her tongue in my ear, kissed us both with plenty of tongue and once, as she was walking away, lifted the back of her skirt when no one else was looking, exposing her beautiful ass encased in tight, red panties. I had quite a hard-on!
A year seemed to go by until eleven came. As we walked to my van, she did everything in her power to make us even hornier. As we climbed in back, Stanley folded down the back seat while I turned on the stereo. The three of us then got in and sat down.
Kelly immediately unzipped us both and began stroking our cocks. I had been worried that I wouldn’t be able to get it up in the presence of another guy, but Kelly’s hand solved that problem. My eight-inch dick was soon ready for action.
I took off her skirt and removed her panties while Stan took care of her shirt. Then we removed our clothes in record time.
She went down on me as Stan first fingered and then ate her shaved pussy. Her mouth was sucking me in a way that would have made a vacuum cleaner proud. She really enjoyed her work, too. The more I moaned, the more she got into it. She sucked on my balls very gently as her hand pumped my rod. Before long I was ready to come. As the spasms started, she opened wide and took me as deep as she could. I filled her mouth and throat with what must have been the biggest load of my life. She kept sucking until I began to get soft, then removed my cock from her mouth with a soft “plopping” sound. She swirled my come around in her mouth, savoring it like a fine wine. A drop dribbled out of the corner, and she carefully wiped it up with her finger and ate it. She opened her mouth to show that she had “made all gone,” and then turned to Stanley.
As she went down on him I inserted two fingers in her pussy and began to pump. She pumped back, moaning with pleasure. I ate her for a little while, and was soon hard again. Then I entered her again as she was providing Stanley with an expert blowjob. Her pussy was incredibly tight and the sensation was incredible. We all got into rhythm, Stanley and I pumping at each end. She moaned and groaned with every orgasm. The girl just wouldn’t stop! Every time we came, she insisted on taking it down her throat. Her appetite for come was insatiable.
By the time the evening was over, I had come three times and Stanley four. Who knows how many orgasms Kelly had had. My favorite orgasm had been while I was fucking her abundant tits. She had positioned her mouth in front of my spurting cock and had caught most of my come. We lay together briefly with her in the middle and played with each other until we realized it was almost three. She got dressed, said goodbye, got in her car and drove away, leaving me her panties as a souvenir.
The next day Kelly phoned me and said that Stanley’s parents would be going away next month. She has a girlfriend who is equally horny that is interested in meeting me and Stanley. We are all going to get together for a foursome. I can hardly wait. I’ll write about it after it happens, assuming I survive. But if those two girls fuck me to death, at least I’ll go smiling. Name and address withheld
My wife Lisa and I are both twenty-one, happily married and share a lot of things, including our sexual fantasies. We both have always wanted another woman or man to join us in a threesome, but we never seemed to find the right person.
My wife’s best friend’s name is Ellen, and we never thought she would go through with something like that, so Lisa never asked her about it. Well, Ellen and I always flirt with each other shamelessly, and one night at a party I just came right out and asked her to join us in a threesome at our house the following day. I also told her that if she didn’t show I would know she was all talk and no action.
That night in bed and the following morning, Lisa and I were very horny thinking about Ellen in a threesome with us. I might add that both Lisa and Ellen are very attractive and sexy, and both are endowed with large tits. The thought of sucking Ellen’s tits kept my cock hard all morning.
Ellen did show. After some small talk and such I went downstairs to watch television while the two women talked. Ellen told Lisa that she thought I had been kidding. Lisa told her I wasn’t and that it excited her to think Ellen was going to join us downstairs. I still thought it wasn’t really going to happen. But when they came down and sat on either side of me and Lisa started rubbing my cock through my pants, I knew it was!
I asked Lisa what was going on and she said she wanted to play with me and so did Ellen, but Ellen was too shy. Well, with that I leaned over and started to French-kiss Ellen. While I was kissing and fondling Ellen’s tits, Lisa had worked my pants off and was sucking my cock like it was her last meal. After a few minutes the two of them pulled my shirt off and were licking my body all over. They eventually worked their way down to my extremely hard, throbbing cock and were licking and sucking it at the same time. Watching that made my prick even harder—a mouth on each side of my dick sliding up and down the length of my shaft, each girl taking her turn sucking the head in. Their flicking tongues touched while they caressed each other’s asses. Just before I exploded, they stopped and started to French-kiss and fondle each other’s tits. They were playing with each other while I was stroking my hard cock and I felt as though I were in heaven, not because I was going to fuck them both, but because I knew these two women had never done anything like this before. I was thrilled as I watched them explore each other.
After a while, I again joined them and the three of us were all over one another for what seemed like hours. Lisa’s and Ellen’s cunts were literally dripping with their juices. I slid my cock into Ellen while fingering my wife. When I couldn’t hold back any longer, I pulled my dick out and sprayed my come all over Ellen’s tits and stomach. Lisa immediately got up and began licking my come off my cock. Then she began on Ellen’s tits and stomach, working her way to her snatch. While she was eating Ellen’s pussy, I slid my prick into Lisa’s hot cunt. After a while I felt that old familiar surge and came all over Lisa’s thighs then I licked her clean. After some kissing and talking we all got dressed and Ellen went home.
Since then it’s happened again and I hope it will continue. Now I am looking for a man to help us fulfill the other fantasy. Lisa can’t wait until she has a threeway with two cocks! N.A., Somerset, Mass.
It was an exciting day for me today. Not because I love my work so much, but because I met three of the loveliest young chicks I have ever seen.
I was out by the coast, checking some storm damage to one of our relay stations. I was hurrying to finish the job and didn’t see a downed tree limb that was smoldering against the hot terminal. The limb was wet from the rain and, when I touched it, I was knocked across the yard into a fence. I lost consciousness, but fortunately was knocked clear of the current. Hitting that fence was the last thing I remembered for about—as I was to learn later—the better part of an hour.
I felt dry and much warmer as I awoke. I was naked and in bed in a spacious bedroom overlooking the Pacific. When I tried to get up, I felt pains in my arms and feet, caused by the electric shock. Still befuddled, I got up and meandered outside onto a sun deck and right into six lovely arms. The women lowered me into a lounge chair and explained all.
They had found me lying in the yard and dragged me into the house. The phone was out, so they couldn’t call for help. They really didn’t want to—not after they had seen my ten-incher. In fact, that was all they really wanted to talk about.
Getting down to business has always appealed to me and it sure did to them. In short order, we had moved back to the bedroom and were in a tangle on the bed. They were as pretty without their clothes on as they were with them. Sudi, a cute little nurse with a turned-up nose to match her turned-up tits, was riding my cock for all it was worth. Ordinarily, I would have come almost immediately, but I guess the shock slowed me down. Sudi didn’t seem to mind.
Raylene was a tall, striking redhead with full, round boobs that shook ever so slightly when she walked. Well, she wasn’t walking now. She was sitting on my face and I drank her sweetness when she came all over me. She fell across me onto Sudi and laughed. Raylene kissed her face and tits as she continued to slide her wetness over my nose, mouth and eyes. If Sudi hadn’t pulled her off of me I think I would have drowned in her hot juices.
I, on the other hand, still had not come. So Raylene and Sudi locked their legs together and wrapped their pussies around my cock. They were so wet that I couldn’t tell which girl I was in at any given moment.
Then I noticed Paige, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed watching everything. She had taken her clothes off, but was otherwise uninvolved. “Hi,” I said to her. She nodded in reply and let her hand drop to her pussy. “I’m new at this,” she said. “I’ve wanted to do this for a long time, but I haven’t had the nerve or an opportunity.”
With that a hush fell upon the room. Sudi and Raylene stopped their ecstatic pumping and came to her instantly. Paige had only recently met the other two girls, liked them right away and had seen in them a sensuality that she felt was missing in herself. She was drawn to them like a magnet. Furthermore, she was a virgin. Her first and only beau had believed in some old-fashioned standard—and, while they were great pals, that had been that. Paige had become restless and left the relationship in search of more. She was about to find more than she had dreamed possible.
Raylene began kissing Paige and whispering tender comforts to her. Sudi was applying a more immediate kind of comfort. Her hands cradled Paige’s wonderfully large breasts while her lips kissed each nipple in turn. I, at that point, had nothing to do. The scene unfolding before me was getting to me, however, and I began to masturbate.
By now a bit dry, I reached down between Raylene’s legs for some more love-lava. My hand and then my cock were instantly wet again. As I stroked my long shaft, Paige saw me in the mirror across the room. She looked at me with a combination of hunger and fear.
Sudi suggested eating Paige to help get her started. It helped get us all started, and soon Paige was riding my pole with little difficulty. She loved every moment of if and climaxed with a shuddering splash. When she came, her pussy clamped down on my dick so hard that I exploded and shot all my steamy jism into her. Raylene licked my pole clean while Sudi lapped the juice from Paige’s lips.
We planned a victory dinner for Paige that evening to celebrate her new skills. Since phone lines were down, I had a great excuse to spend the whole weekend. The four of us have had many more weekends since then. Things are going pretty well at work too. Because of my accident, I got sick pay, and nobody complained when I didn’t show up at the office until the following Tuesday. Name and address withheld
Whenever I read these letters in Penthouse Letters, I always say, “What bullshit!” But now I’m a believer. Let me explain.
I am a junior at a university on Long Island. I was bored one day, so I decided to call some friends to my house. Leo, one of my pals, along with Zack and Roger, came over with some ganja. Since we’re generous guys, we called up a few girls to help blow away the joints. As it turned out, that wasn’t all that was blown.
Zack called Lea, the kind of girl who needs no coaxing. She invited a couple of her friends to come along with her.
They all arrived together and soon the room was thick with heavy smoke. Lea was wearing hot-pink shorts that were so tight we could see the outline of her cunt. Lea’s friends, Julie, Dot and Stacey were dressed to party too. Leo stared at Dot with a look of pure lust in his eyes. She was wearing a tight halter top and skin-tight short shorts. We all noticed the pink loveliness of her nipples peeking out of her top.
While we watched, Dot slowly unzipped Leo’s fly. His prick jumped out like a hungry lion.
Roger has had a crush on Stacey for years. A luscious Greek, she is probably a descendant of the goddess of love, Aphrodite. To Stacey, Roger was the Zeus whom she would worship. He was fully satisfied with this, since he always told me that he fantasized about being a sex god with a harem full of women at his call.
Stacey sat down on the couch, spread her legs and asked Roger to make himself comfortable. That was all he needed. Roger buried his face between her thighs.
In contrast to her friends, Julie was the quiet type. She shyly asked me if there was someplace cooler we could go. It was one of those unbelievably hot September days. I suggested my bedroom, which is air-conditioned. Once inside, she lost some of her reserve. She traced the outline of my already hard cock with her fingers. I responded by pressing her against the wall as she peeled off my pants. I took her top off and kissed her huge breasts. We hit the floor in a 69. While she sucked me, I used my tongue to massage her clitoris, causing her to have numerous orgasms. Then I took my throbbing cock out of her mouth and placed it at the entrance to her vagina. She screamed, “Wait, I’m a virgin!”
I thought she was lying but when I saw her eyes, I realized that she was telling the truth. I stopped there, with just the tip of my tool parting her pussy, and asked her if she wanted more. She bit her lower lip and nodded. “Yes,” she said, “give it to me.”
It was the tightest pussy I have ever been in. After the most awesome fuck of my life, she said she was cold, so we went into the living room to join the others.
To my surprise, Zack was lapping away at Stacey! Leo was porking Dot and stroking Stacey’s breasts as Roger fingered Lea and Frenched with Dot. Julie and I couldn’t resist getting into the act. Lea grabbed my rising wang and Zack reached for Julie’s cunt with his free hand.
We all climaxed more or less together, so that the room shook, lamps fell over and the windows rattled in their frames. It’s a wonder the neighbors didn’t call the cops. And it’s amazing what you can do with a little good weed and some air-conditioning. P.D., Greenlawn, N.Y.