Penthouse International - Naughty by nature

I held on to him, and he stayed inside me and did not wither. I slid my hands down to his buttocks and into the crack of his ass. He responded and resumed fucking. I met his thrusts, and we worked ourselves into another frenzy. Since our bodies were covered with sweat and my mouth was dry, I licked the salty moisture from his face, neck, chest, and arms.

He went wild, and it took a deliciously long time until he collapsed on top of me, spilling his second load into me. I was in an unbelievable state of arousal, and finally simmered down to sweet reality.

He rolled off me, then he looked at me and said, “Oh boy, if my wife knew.” I told him that my husband and I have been happily married for more than twenty years, due to the fact that we have had an open marriage for several of those years. The more juicy stories I told him, the more interested he became, until, finally, he rose to the occasion again. Rock-hard, he entered my wet, swollen pussy and did some more powerful fucking. We both reached that beautiful plateau of pleasurable release again.

Two weeks and four more visits later, he asked me to meet his wife and talk to her about our lifestyle. Well, I did, and we have become good friends and bed-room partners.

— T. W., California

We sat in the restaurant and talked for well over an hour. I felt an incredible attraction to this man. I wanted to touch him, to kiss him, to have him kiss me-I wanted him! After he excused himself and left, I noticed he’d left his wallet behind with his driver’s license in it. I smiled. . this would be the perfect excuse for a reason to see him again.

The next evening I did just that. I explained to him that I had gotten his address from his license and I was in the area and decided to return it quickly, in case he was in need of it. He invited me in for a drink. The next thing I knew, he was standing only inches away, with one hand behind my head and the other on my breast. He bent his head and kissed me gently, trailing smaller kisses across my cheek, then whispered softly, “I left my wallet in hopes that you would return it personally.”

That was all it took to make me melt in his arms. His kisses were long and deep, his hand was gently caressing my breast, kneading its tip, while the other skillfully unbuttoned my dress, letting it fall to the floor. Soon after, my bra and panties followed. He stopped for a moment, looking into my eyes as if to ask if he should continue. I reached for the buttons of his shirt and was stopped short when he scooped me into his arms and carried me to his bedroom.

A brief flash of guilt crossed my mind, but it was soon forgotten when the kisses commenced once again. His lips were warm on my skin, and when they reached my breasts, I shivered. A slight moan escaped me. The kisses he bestowed on my body sent my senses reeling. They traveled to the junction between my legs. My first instinct was to stop him. I reached down, only to have him grab my wrists and hold them firmly at my side.

When at first his hot tongue touched my most private spot, I thought I would lose my mind. All sanity was removed. The only thing that mattered was the gentle assault this man was making on me with his tongue. My breathing became erratic. I could feel the perspiration forming on my brow. The ache between my legs became overwhelming. I wanted to explode! Never had I thought I would have such overpowering sensations.

Just then, he left me. A sigh of protest escaped my lips. He stood at the edge of the bed, smiling down at me, and removed his clothes. Soon he was naked before me. His body was exquisite and well-defined. His penis was extremely large compared to my husband’s, and for a moment I thought it might be difficult to get this man inside me.

The look of worry must have crossed my face, for a second later he was lying next to me, whispering words of comfort in my ear, followed by more soft kisses.

His fingers worked their magic on my mound, massaging little circles on my clit, then diving deep inside me. Soon the twinges came. I closed my eyes, wanting only to revel in the ecstasy. He stopped, and when I opened my eyes, he was poised above me. In that instant, he entered me. It only took my body a moment to adjust to his size as he moved slowly inside me. His penis filled me completely. I could feel its tip reach deep inside me with each stroke, as an intense urge for fulfillment came over me. My hips swayed, matching each plunge. I held his buttocks, pulling him deeper. When his fingers reached between us and found my clit, the explosion began, a shudder coursed through my body, and spasms gripped his penis like pulses. I held him fast as my back arched and my body convulsed beneath him. I soared through clouds, then fell back to earth. He moved more rapidly now, his muscles tense, and with one last thrust, he collapsed on top of me.

“You’re a wildcat,” he said, looking into my eyes. I hadn’t realized that I’d left marks down his back until he got dressed. I said I was sorry. He bent and kissed me. “It was worth it.”

— V. B., Utah

After reading Penthouse recently, I knew I had to share my story from a few months ago-my encounter with a very talented musician.

After a long day of business seminars, I sat in the lounge of the hotel where I was staying. As I sipped my margarita, I noticed the drummer of the band that was playing-I was looking at him, looking at me. By the time the last set was finished, I knew what he wanted.

His kisses were so passionate, I was instantly wet and ready for him. He licked and kissed me all over, then softly whispered, “You taste so good.” We began to undress, and I saw his manhood in all its glory. As I sucked his cock, he moaned with pleasure. When he asked me if I wanted to be eaten, I quickly said yes and sat on his face. He put his tongue in my aching pussy, licking and sucking furiously until I almost came, then he entered me. I could feel him ramming his rod into my cunt. It was sheer ecstasy! For hours we experimented with several different positions until we both collapsed from exhaustion. This “little drummer boy” had given me the most enjoyable evening of my life.

— M. H., Louisiana

The sky was dark, the water in the hot tub boiling and steamy. The mist swirled in the air around us. My naked breasts rubbed against his chest. His hand touched my sensitive clit. He rubbed it between his fingers, causing me to moan softly. My hips rose to meet his probing rhythm. My pussy became wet with desire, and his huge cock sprang to life. I straddled his lap and slowly lowered my slippery pussy onto his pole, my breasts bouncing in the cold air and making my nipples hard. I moved faster as I felt my pussy pulsating around his cock, and began to feel an orgasm coming on. My pussy tightly grasped his cock as my body shuddered with a shattering orgasm.

We decided to move to the bedroom and resume our activities. Once there he lay back on the bed. I knelt between his legs, gently took his balls in my mouth, and sucked and licked until he moaned with pleasure. My tongue moved up to the head of his slippery cock while my fingers tickled and stroked his balls. I kept sucking until he was almost ready to explode-tempting as it was to have him shoot on my face so I could taste his hot come, he grabbed me, pulled me on top of him, and rammed his cock deep into my wet hole.

He shoved his cock in so deep I thought I would split-he felt even longer and harder than usual. He rolled me over to the edge of the bed and pulled my legs over his head. While he pumped me with his massive cock, he rubbed my clit with his finger until we both exploded in a massive orgasm. Another awesome night with my sweet, loving, and incredibly sexy husband.