Letters to Penthouse XXXXVIII

Book : Letters to Penthouse

by Penthouse International

Genres: Erotic & Steamy Romance

Synopsis

WELCOME TO THE PLEASURE ZONE!

How far will you go in (or out) of the bedroom? What sexual boundaries do you dream about crossing? In this red-hot collection of letters from the most adventurous Penthouse readers, you'll find that there are no limits to your fantasies. Consider the lusty secretary who volunteers to test the latest shiny sex toy . . . the lady connoisseur of well-endowed men who goes wild at the nude beach . . . the webcam addict spying on her friend's untamed romp with a surprisingly skillful stud. For these eager explorers in realms erotic, nothing is too extreme. Now you can dare to follow them. And leave your inhibitions-and clothes-behind.

Release date: January 28, 2014

Publisher: Grand Central Publishing

Print pages: 304

Sample

I tried hard to look relaxed sitting in the outer office of the chief executive of the company I worked for. I had never met him, or any of the other senior executives.

I was hired right out of college. It seems not that many people wanted to work for a company that made sex toys, specializing in a popular line of dildos. But I did. I needed the job. Now, less than a year later, I was waiting to talk about an automated dildo I’d invented.

I sat in a green leather chair in the outer office, trying to relax. My nervousness was compounded by Lena, the CEO’s sexy secretary. She sat across from me behind a large table that served as her desk. She was a knockout. With her looks, she could’ve been an Italian movie star. Her low-cut blouse revealed lots of mouth-watering cleavage between a pair of world-class pointed boobs that begged to be nibbled.

Try as I would, I couldn’t help stealing glances at them. I longed to explore them with my lips and tongue. I’d have given a week’s pay to slip my dick up between those beguiling boobies and fuck the daylights out of them. I couldn’t help fantasizing how great it would be to get off between her tits and shoot a load of come in her face.

But it wasn’t only Lena’s boobs that got my attention. Her short skirt rode high up on her gorgeous golden thighs. I could see almost up to the Promised Land. I got a glimpse of pink bikini panties, pulling up snugly into her crotch and showing off her plump pussy lips. I swallowed hard thinking about it.

While typing away at her keyboard, Lena leaned forward to check something on her monitor. As she did, I got a mind-boggling eyeful of cleavage. I tried hard not to stare at her twin beauties, but it was impossible not to. She had me fighting what was for me a king-size erection.

With a knowing smile on her voluptuous lips, Lena glanced at the serious bulge in my pants. That made me even harder. I’m almost six feet, and pretty decent-looking. I work out every day and keep in good shape. But with not-so-broad shoulders and unsensational pecs, I know I’m never going to be mistaken for any kind of jock. I knew this doll was way out of my league.

As I waited, I wondered if Lena had ever tried one of our dildos, or any other kind. I decided that with a body like hers, she probably spent so much time fighting off studs who wanted to score with her that if she craved a cock to slip in her private parts or her lips, it would take her maybe thirty seconds to round one up.

My first job had been in the Product Development Lab, where most of my time was spent testing production dildos for proper size and flexibility; to be sure they met the company’s exacting standards. They usually did.

In my spare time, I built a motor drive and attached it to one of our dildos. I could adjust its speed and stroke length but didn’t know how to set it to maximize a lady’s pleasure. I had no idea what speed and stroke length a woman would like best. The only way I could think of to find out was to test it on a woman.

Attaching a motor drive to a dildo had started out as kind of a joke, but when I showed a working model to my supervisor, he took a serious interest in it. That was a week before this meeting with the chief. There had been several meetings in between, but Monty, my supervisor, was always present. Now, however, I was going to meet the chief alone.

I wondered if Lena’s ample endowments had gotten her the job, or did she have superior secretarial skills? I hadn’t seen her naked, of course, but her lips appeared to offer a host of erotic delights. Used properly, they’d have been a welcome addition to any organization. Not only did she have great tits, she was very pretty in a very sexy sort of way.

So what if she was a few years older than me? She had it all. You wanted to drown in those large green eyes. Beneath her upturned nose, those red lips sent a clear message that my rapidly hardening dick could not ignore.

I saw Lena a lot around the plant. Beneath a waist I could have circled with my hands, she flaunted a deliciously rounded rear that dreams are made of. Wet dreams, that is. I’d often watched the well-oiled movement of her ass cheeks as she walked, round and firm as the halves of a ripe peach. The short skirts she wore showed off her sculpted thighs. She’d been on my mind a lot.

Suddenly Lena looked up. Her freshly glossed lips curved upward in a provocative smile that showed her perfect white teeth. She seemed to read my thoughts as I imagined her wrapping her soft lips around the head of my cock. That, I was sure, would be a trip straight to heaven.

As luck would have it, at the exact moment I was imagining Lena slipping my dick in her voluptuous lips, her phone rang. She looked up at me with a sexy smile and said in her sensuous voice, “He’ll see you now.”

I thanked her and got to my feet, bending forward a little, trying to minimize the bulge in my pants. It didn’t help much—and Lena’s eyes were on it. As I turned to go into the inner office, the smile she gave me seemed to say she enjoyed the effect she was having on me.

I knocked once on the door, waited a beat, then opened the door and walked in. The chief looked up from behind his large desk. He was almost bald. His heavy jaw and somewhat flattened nose reminded me of a bulldog. He had a thick wrestler’s neck and a barrel chest. Black eyes bored into me above a half-smile that revealed a wide gap between his two front teeth.

He leaned forward in his big desk chair and held out a large, thick hand. It swallowed mine as we shook hands. For a moment his powerful grip brought me to the threshold of pain. Then he quickly released my hand. I had the clear impression that he could easily have crushed it.

“Roberts?” he said.

“Yes, sir,” I said.

“Have a seat,” he said, gesturing to a thinly upholstered metal chair in front of his desk.

As I sat down, I lowered my right hand unobtrusively to my thigh, flexing the numb fingers to try to restore circulation in them. He sat back in his chair and steepled his thick, stubby fingers. He gazed at me over his fingertips for a moment. “I brought ya here alone,” he said, “ ’cause I wanna talk strictly off the record. Ya got me?”

“Yes, sir,” I said, nodding energetically while I pictured the one-way ride I might be taking with a couple of his goons if I were to breach the confidence he seemed about to impart to me.

“I mean, ya don’t tell nobody nothin’ about what I’m gonna say,” he said, jabbing a thick forefinger at me repeatedly as if he were firing a large-caliber automatic pistol. “Nothin’ to nobody, right?”

I nodded some more and said, “Right, sir. Nobody at all, sir.”

“These rubber dicks we make for the ladies have been doing all right,” he said, “but I wanna do more. I wanna get into somethin’ new—get the jump on the other guys in this racket. When I heard you’d put a motor on one of our rubber dicks, I wanted to talk to ya.”

“Yes, sir,” I said. “It might be something the company could use.”

“It is, so I don’t want none of these other jokers to know nothin’ about it before it’s ready to go on the market.”

“I haven’t told anyone but Mr. Montgomery, sir,” I said.

“Good, let’s keep it that way. Monty’s okay. He’ll keep his yap shut.”

“There’s one problem, sir,” I said.

“Yeah, what?”

“I need to test it on a woman,” I said. “I don’t know how long a stroke they’d like, or how fast they’d want it to go.”

“Yeah, I wondered about that,” he said. “I already talked to Lena about it. She’ll help you check it out.”

“Lena?” I said.

“Yeah, she’s okay,” he said. “She’ll do anything I ask her to.”

At this point a slight smile warmed his features, as if he was recalling past occasions when Lena had done things he had wanted her to. “I can see how ya might have a problem testin’ the thing,” he continued, his black eyes fixed on me. “But don’t worry about it. Lena will give ya all the help you need. You met her, ain’t ya?”

“Yes sir, I have,” I said. “A very attractive young lady.”

“Damn right she is,” he said. “She’s got it all, too.” He was grinning wide enough to not only show the gap in his front teeth but allow a gold incisor to catch the light.

Thinking of Lena’s impressive assets, I felt a rush of excitement at the prospect of easing a motor-driven dildo in her sumptuous snatch. This would be a research project far beyond anything I’d ever done in college.

I envisioned luscious Lena buck naked, stretched out on a bed with her knees raised and her luscious thighs spread wide. Thinking of her bare pussy in plain view sent a shiver down my spine. Just thinking about that bare pussy was getting me hard again.

The chief’s smile faded, and his face darkened. “I wanna get into production quick,” he said. “So don’t be screwin’ around when Lena lets ya work on her bare pussy. Ya’ll have to get the testin’ done in a couple of days.”

“We’ll need a place to do the tests.”

“Lena said ya can do all the tests at her place,” he said. “Anythin’ else?”

“No, not right now, I guess.”

“Good luck, kid, and ya just lemme know if ya need anythin’,” he said as I got to my feet. “Anythin’ at all.”

“Thank you, sir,” I said, forcing a smile that indicated more optimism than I felt. I wasn’t sure I could get all the testing done in a few days. But, nodding to the chief, I turned and walked out of his office.

Lena looked up with a knowing smile as I approached her desk. Standing close to her, I got a good look deep down the lush valley between her boobs. My cock hardened, only inches from her sexy lips. Her gaze wandered over the bulge in my pants.

“Looks like we’ll be working together,” I managed to say.

“That’s what the boss says he wants,” she said. “Should be a kick.”

“We’ll have to get started right away.”

“All right, why don’t you come by my place this evening about six?” she said, jotting down the address. “I’ll make us some dinner, we’ll have some wine, and then we can get down to business.”

“Sounds good to me,” I said, admiring her perfect script. Even her handwriting was sexy. “I’ll see you at six.”

Lena answered the door wearing a wine-colored silk kimono open enough in the front to show me plenty of her beautiful pointed tits. From the appealing way those beauties bounced as she walked, I knew she wasn’t wearing a bra. A matching cloth belt secured the kimono around her slender waist.

As usual, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her bountiful boobs. They had my hands shaking a little and my knees feeling weak. I stepped into the neatly furnished apartment and set my briefcase down by the door. The motor-driven dildo was in it, ready to go.

Lena led me into the kitchen and handed me a glass of red wine. It was marvelous. We sat down to a delicious meal she’d prepared. It was a great tomato-and-asparagus salad followed by angel-hair pasta with clam sauce.

“Great meal,” I said.

“Thanks,” she said. “I didn’t use too many clams in the clam sauce because some people think they’re an aphrodisiac, and I didn’t think we needed that.”

I tried to say, “I think that’s oysters,” but all that came out was a stifled choke. So I just said, “No, I guess not.”

After dinner Lena said, “Let’s go in the living room, and you can tell me about your miracle invention.”

I picked up my briefcase and followed her into the living room, my eyes glued to her rear. It came to a graceful rest on the couch. I sat in a chair opposite. I only half listened as she went on about what she did at work. I had a view directly up between her thighs!

As she talked, her kimono gradually pulled higher and her legs parted a bit. I got a glimpse of a bountiful black bush. I don’t know if it was the wine—or maybe it was the clams—but suddenly, seeing her thatch was more than I could handle. Uncontrollably, I crawled on my knees to the couch and planted a hot kiss on her inner thigh, just above the knee.

Lena inhaled sharply and rolled her head back. Clutching my head, she pulled me into her. I began to kiss my way slowly up the silky skin of her inner thighs. Soon I was facing the plump lips of her pussy and inhaling the aroma of her love honey. The sight made me crazy with desire. I pushed my face into her velvety folds and thrust my tongue deep into the juicy cleft. Her thighs pressed against my face, and she began rocking her pelvis into me.

My thrusting tongue found her rigid clit, and I began to lick it. Suddenly her body turned hard as wood, and for a long moment I was her (oh, so willing!) prisoner. Then, moaning softly, she relaxed. I licked up the savory juices that seeped out of her.

I could no longer ignore the demands of my granite cock. I laid Lena back on the couch, ripped my pants open, and thrust my knob into her perfumed garden. Then I buried my boner deep in her pussy. It was heaven. She began to rock her pussy into me, meeting every urgent thrust. I felt a boner-busting climax coming on. Gentle spasms in her pussy took me higher and higher, until I exploded in her.

Drained, I rolled off Lena and lay down on the carpet, with my cock lying limp against my thigh. Suddenly she was straddling me, her succulent snatch just inches from my lips. She cupped my dormant member and began to lick and kiss the head lovingly.

Grasping Lena’s ravishing rump, I pulled her close and deep-tongued her twat. Soon the tender ministrations of her lips and tongue had my cock on the way back to full erection. When it was standing tall again, ready for action, she quickly switched around and lowered her pussy to the head. She took gentle hold of it, and then guided it into her opening until she was impaled on my shaft.

I plunged my tool into and out of her snug pussy until powerful convulsions began milking my dick like it had never been milked before. Then it was impossible to hold back, and again I exploded inside her pussy. Afterward, she leaned forward and lay on top of me. Her lush boobs pressed deliciously against my chest, while my cock remained happily lodged in her.

Once I finally descended from the dizzying high Lena had lofted me to, I remembered that we had a lot of work to do. I nudged her gently. “Hey, we’ve got to do some testing,” I said.

“Right,” she said. “Let’s get on it.”

She rolled off me, got up off the couch, and pulled her kimono around her. I went and got my briefcase, then took out my dynamic dildo and plugged it in.

“My God,” Lena said, “is that it? Are you going to stick that thing in me?”

“You’ll love it,” I said.

“I hope so,” she said, lying back on the couch and opening her kimono. Seeing her bare pussy set the fires in me raging, but that would have to wait. We really did have to get to work.

I lubed up the head of the dildo, switched it on, and handed it to Lena. “This is weird,” she said as she guided the head in her. Her eyes went wide as she moved the dildo in and out of her at a leisurely pace. “Oh, oh,” she moaned, rolling her head from side to side. Her mouth fell open, and her eyes seemed to glaze over. Her body became rigid, and the dildo slipped out of her hand.

I picked it up and turned it off. When she came back to earth, I said, “What did you think?”

For a moment she couldn’t speak. Then she said, “It was fantastic. I’ve never felt anything like it.”

“That’s great,” I said. “Maybe we can use it set just like it is.”

“It’d sure work for me,” she said. “My God, I’ve got to have one of those things. I’d be able to have fantastic sex anytime I wanted it.”

“Lena,” I said, “I promise that the first production model is yours.”

“Thanks, I hope so,” she said. “I’d love to have one.”

“There’s just one thing,” I said. “We have to try various settings to make sure it’s set right for you.”

“I’m sure it is,” she said. “I’ve never had a better fuck in my life.”

“Well, we should try some different settings just to be sure,” I said.

“Okay, I guess you’re right,” she said.

I adjusted the dildo for a higher speed and a longer stroke. Lena assumed the position and spread her legs. I turned on the dildo and handed it to her. She slipped it into her, inhaling sharply. I saw from her face that she was enjoying it, but her response was less spectacular than before. A moment later she pulled the dildo out and handed it back to me.

“This is okay,” she said, “but I liked it better the first time.”

For almost an hour we tried various settings of the speed and stroke, but nothing worked better than those first settings I’d used. After watching Lena pleasure herself for the better part of an hour, I had to have her again. She looked up with a knowing smile when I unzipped my pants and freed my erection.

I mounted her, and she grabbed my cockhead and guided it in. It was heaven as I slid deeper into her juicy pussy. After all the testing she had done with my mechanical cock, she was more than ready for the real thing. As she bounced beneath me, the velvety walls of her pussy stroked my weapon. I was soon in orbit. Finally I shot another load in her.

Somehow she switched around beneath me, and I found myself kissing my way down the soft slope of her belly. My lips soon touched the silky hair of her bush, and now I was working my way through her sable pelt. At the lower part of her mound, I tongued her deep, savoring her love honey. As I tongued her, my dick bumped over her face and into her warm lips. Excitement flooded through me like nothing I’d ever felt.

She took me to a world I’d never known. Again and again I plunged my tongue deep in her pussy, stroking her erect clit with my tongue. My excitement soared higher and higher, until I came in her mouth. Of course there wasn’t much come this time, but except for a few pearly drops that dribbled down her chin, she swallowed every bit.

Afterward, I licked up the fresh juices that seeped out of Lena’s pussy. It was like a dream. It was an unbelievable trip. She had taken me to a magical world. I wanted to lie on her body forever, my tongue buried in her pussy and my cock luxuriating between her lips.

Lena rolled out from under me with surprising ease. “Did you like that?” she said, a mischievous smile on her lips, which glistened with my come.

“I can’t tell you how great it was.”

“I’m glad,” she said, snuggling up against me. We both looked down at my cock lying limp. “Is your friend out of it?”

“Looks like it, doesn’t it?” I said.

“Well, maybe there’s something I can do to help,” she said. With that, she slipped off the couch and knelt on the floor, her face between my legs. She took my slumbering soldier in hand and began to massage it. Her caresses soon had it exhibiting vital signs. It rose slowly to attention, and soon was ready for any duties it might be assigned.

Pleased with her handiwork, Lena climbed up on the bed. She threw a leg over my body and lowered her sweet pussy down to the knob of my rod. She took my boner gently in her fingers and guided it into her cleft. Then she impaled herself all the way on my pillar.

Looking me in the eye, Lena bobbed slowly up and down on me like a jockey pounding down the home stretch. Her pussy stroked my rod deliciously. The spasms soon became mighty contractions. I tried to hold back, but her potent pussy was too much for me. After I came this time, I was totally drained.

It was a night I’ll never forget.

The chief was pleased with Lena’s glowing report, but he wanted more data before going into production. He had connections with a nudie bar, and got several of the dancers to try out my love machine. They all liked it, and all wanted it set about the same way Lena had.

With plenty of data, we produced a working prototype, which in turn had to be tested, meaning more sex, seemingly endless fucking of eager pussies. I could hardly handle it, but somehow managed.

Finally we went into production. The thing sold like hotcakes. The plant had to put on an extra shift to meet demand. Then we had to keep on tweaking the design and developing new models to stay ahead of the market. Each redesign meant a new round of testing. It was a nasty job, but someone had to do it.

Most of all, there was the joy of working with Lena. With all that testing, you would think something might have developed between us. It didn’t. Like I said, she was way out of my league. But she sure did like her fucking.

In fact, before each test session, she always liked to get thoroughly eaten and fucked with all-natural equipment. “I’m just an old-fashioned girl,” she liked to say.

—L.R., Elizabeth, New Jersey  

I have finally decided to sit down and try to put my thoughts to paper. I still have difficulty believing what happened to my wife and me three months ago, when we were invited to her best friend’s house for a Christmas drink.

We had been doing this for the three years since Beth’s friend Kate married Del. Their home had become our hangout. After they bought their beautiful new house last year, they didn’t have much money for going out on the town, so Beth and I developed the habit of renting a movie or grabbing a pizza and beer and heading over to their place on a Friday or Saturday night.

The weekend before Christmas they invited us over for supper and drinks to thank us for our generosity over the last year. We insisted it was nothing, pointing out that that’s what friends are for. But we said we would definitely be over to celebrate the season.

Now I have to introduce you to our friends. Kate is an exceptionally tall woman, blonde bordering on light chestnut, with long legs, an infectious smile, and a voluptuous figure—ample breasts, slim waist, and tight ass, a figure that, as it happens, is remarkably similar to my wife’s.

Del, who’s of Lebanese descent, is a good inch shorter than Kate. He has a compact, muscular body, with short-cropped dark hair and a well-trimmed mustache. He has a hearty laugh and always seems to have a twinkle of mischief in his deep blue eyes. I took an immediate liking to him when I met him five years ago. Beth told me Del was the only boyfriend of Kate’s she ever actually liked and got along with.

That Friday night we arrived at their home about seven. It was cold and snowy, and the weatherman was predicting a major storm. But we hadn’t missed our annual get-together yet, and no little storm was going to prevent us.

When we walked in the door we could smell the roast in the oven. My mouth began to water. Del took our jackets and our drink orders. Once we were all settled with drinks, we talked about our workweek, the weather, holiday plans, and so on.

I was helping Del get the third round of drinks ready when out of the blue he said, “Does Beth get hot when she’s had a few drinks?”

“Well, um,” I stammered, “sometimes she, ah… well, you know.”

“When Kate’s had a few, she gets real frisky, don’t you, baby?” he said to her.

“Oh, Del, don’t embarrass Ted,” Kate said. “Besides, it’s none of our business.”

Del didn’t say any more, and we had a nice supper with an excellent red wine. Afterward, we retired to the living room for an after-dinner cognac. Kate asked if we’d like to watch a movie. We said sure, and she popped a tape in the VCR. It was an adult film, having to do with two couples swapping partners.

My cock started to get hard, wondering where this was going to lead. I’d always had a fantasy of fucking Kate, and I also had thoughts of Beth’s long legs wrapped around another guy’s waist. I glanced over toward Beth. Her nipples were poking out of her almost-sheer white blouse, which hugged the curves of her chest. I noticed that she had neglected to wear a bra today. You can imagine the effect all of this was having on me—and Del, for that matter.

We quickly finished our drinks, and paused the movie while Del and I went to fix another round. The girls were whispering and giggling together. When we returned, Beth was sitting on one end of the long couch and Kate was sitting on the floor at the other end.

Kate resumed the movie, and without a word being spoken, I sat beside her on the floor, with her body resting against my right leg. Del sat beside Beth at the other end of the couch, with his hand resting on her bare right thigh just below the hemline of her skirt. The sexual tension in the room was boiling.

I focused on the video, mesmerized by the carnal action. Suddenly Kate hissed, “I can’t take any more of this!” She turned to me and began to undo my pants, then tugged them down my legs. I looked over to my wife, but she was already lost in her own world of lust. Del had removed her panties, and she had hiked her skirt up around her waist while he lapped her pussy. She had her left leg up on the arm of the couch, her right leg draped over his shoulder, and her hands on the back of his head, pushing it deeper into her.

At this point Kate finally freed my shaft from my jeans and underwear and deep-throated it. Her head was bobbing up and down on my growing member. Once it was at its full seven inches, she wrapped her tongue around the knob and tickled it. Then she slid the shaft ever so slowly down her throat.

The evening was turning out better than I’d imagined! I ran my hands down Kate’s back, taking the opportunity to caress the sides of her generous tits through her blouse. I found the top buttons to her blouse and fumbled with them.

Removing my throbbing dick from her mouth, she said, “Let me.” She did, removing her blouse to reveal a red lacy bra. Very Christmasy! I thought. She reached behind her back, unclasped the bra, and let it fall to the floor, freeing her luscious jugs. I stole a quick glance and saw Del still lapping at Beth’s slit, but she was removing her white blouse, and her melons were finally freed of the confines of her tight top.

I knew by the way she was squirming on the couch and clutching Del’s hair that she was getting close to orgasm. He flicked his tongue faster against her clitoris. His face was being mashed against her red-haired cunt. Finally she yelled, “Up and down, baby! Up and down! Flick your tongue! God, faster! Shit, yeah!” She screamed her orgasm, and then shook with the intensity of it.

Kate went back to slowly licking the head of my dick. Then she licked down one side of my rod and up the other, pausing to tickle the head. It was getting hard to concentrate on my wife and Del, but I was so filled with lust, I didn’t care. I just wanted the intense feelings to go on forever. Kate’s big breasts pressed against my legs as she deep-throated me. I ran my fingers through her blonde hair. Her head bobbed up and down faster and faster.

I warned Kate I was going to lose it any minute. “Here I go!” I grunted, expecting her to pull away. I was pleasantly surprised when she didn’t. She took in and swallowed my entire load.

When she finally pulled away from my limp dick, she smiled. Licking the corners of her mouth, she giggled, “Good to the last drop.” Then she sat back on the floor relaxing.

It was Beth who finally spoke. “I think it’s time we return our hosts’ favor,” she said to me “Don’t you, honey?”

I nodded and reached mutely for Kate’s hand, then pulled her half-naked up onto the couch. Del was standing in front of Beth, and she unbuckled his belt and pulled his jeans down. He pulled his shirt off over his muscled chest, and then stepped out of his jeans. My wife yanked his underwear down, baring a thick eight-inch cock.

“Oh, a big one!” she purred.

She began to lick fervently up and down Del’s shaft. He groaned uncontrollably. “God, this feels great, Beth,” he exclaimed. To me he said, “Your wife sure gives incredible head, Ted.”

Beth began to suck Del in earnest. Her cheeks bulged as she took. . .