Free Letters to Penthouse XXII by Penthouse International Page B

out by modeling a few teddies that she looked fantastic in. Then it was time for the main show. She had slid the partition open a crack, so we could hear each other speak. As Connie started to take off the last teddy, she told me to feel free to make myself more “comfortable” and pointed out some lotion and tissues located on a small table next to my chair. She had obviously prepared for my visit.
    She was sitting on the stage, her beautiful body just a few feet away. Then she spread her long legs, and I saw her lovely pussy. Connie was completely shaved except for a small patch of red hair above her clit. I undid my fly and let my enormous pole jut out. Connie eyed my erection appreciatively, her smile expanding remarkably. Then, showtime!
    She started out by posing in a variety of positions, showing me every possible inch of her body. My favorite was when she got on her hands and knees with her beautiful ass pointed right at my face. Her round ass was a sight for sore eyes—and flaccid dicks, maybe. I had no trouble getting it up, but I thought that Connie’s ass in your face the way it was now in mine would be a sure cure for impotence.
    She then reached her hands back to spread her cheeks and expose her good-looking pussy and asshole. She had long red fingernails that made her actions even more of a turn-on. She stuck one of her fingers deep inside her anus. I looked at the tight and puckered sphincter closing around her inserted digit and began stroking my cock like a madman. The sexual surge I got was tremendous.
    Connie turned to face me and reclined on the pillows. She started massaging her melon-size tits and rubbing her clit, while asking if I liked what I saw. Connie continued talking to me as she stuck a finger far up her pussy and told me how wet it was.
    By now my strokes were frenzied and I was grunting, I knew I would ejaculate any minute. As Connie continued to finger herself, she encouraged me by talking dirty. “I wonder what you would do if this glass wasn’t here?” she teased.
    I told her I had been thinking about fucking her for a long time, and started to stroke my cock faster as I thought about it. This seemed to arouse her even more and I could see her pussy juice glistening on her finger as she pulled it in and out of her sucking cunt.
    “If I let you fuck me, how would you want to come? Would you come on my tits so I could lick it up? Or would you come in my pussy? Maybe you’d prefer coming in my big mouth?” she asked.
    “All of the above,” I replied.
    “Hmm. Well, I want you to come in my mouth,” Connie said.
    This just about sent my semen blasting out of my dick then and there. The thought of blowing my hot sperm down her throat was almost too much to handle. As we continued to talk, we both kept our hands moving faster and faster, encouraging each other’s masturbation with sighs and moans.
    “I’m getting really close, Barry,” she moaned. All of a sudden, Connie worked herself into an explosive orgasm. Her body trembled from head to toe and an utterance seemed to build in her gut and rise to her throat, then out of her mouth to echo off the walls. When it subsided, her breathing was still husky as she slowly came back down to earth.
    Connie slowly regained her composure. She turned her attention to me and asked, “How are you doing, honey? Are you getting close too?”
    I was too close to do anything but moan in answer to her question. I stroked my cock faster and faster. That’s when Connie answered my fervent prayers. She slid the glass panel open completely, then positioned her open mouth near the tip of my long, hard cock.
    Knowing what she wanted me to do, I hunched forward with a final grunt and ejaculated directly into her waiting mouth. Connie guzzled my semen down and then licked her lips. Then she asked me for a kiss and we tongued each other. I found myself tasting my come as we did so. I found it kind of salty.
    My girlfriend is pleased about my new habit