Letters to Penthouse XIV

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you boys please give it to me?”
    I went over to the wet bar to fix us another cocktail, but noticed that the action had already started. Carl bent her over the pool table, rubbing his throbbing cock along her wetness, from her clit to her ass and back again. When his cockhead hit the entrance to her pussy, he paused for a second. He massaged her ass cheeks and shifted his weight forward. Then his dick-head spread her pussy open as it started to slowly penetrate her outer lips. Then he stopped briefly. “Are you ready to be fucked now?” he asked her.
    Janet was panting and moaning, obviously dying for his cock. But what she said was, “Maybe we should wait for Glen …” Even as she said this her body reacted with a mind of its own. She pushed back against him, pressing her pussy harder against his cock. If she hadn’t been so tight, his entire cock would’ve buried itself in her cunt right then.
    She gasped loudly as his cockhead stretched her pussy open a little more, and an intense orgasm sent shivers through her body as her come gushed over his dick. She was still moaning as I came in with the drinks, and looked at me apprehensively. “Don’t worry,” I said. “I love a live show! I also heard you say you thought you should wait, and I love you even more for that!”
    She threw both arms around my neck and hugged me tightly. “God I love you!” she said.
    After that we got high again and started a game of pool. Each time Janet shot she leaned over the table as far as possible, giving us an excellent view of her ass and dripping cunt. We were both more than ready when she leaned back against the table and rubbed her hand up and down her wet slit. In a sultry voice she asked, “What’s going on? Doesn’t anyone want to fuck me?”
    Carl backed up a step and said, “You should go first, Glen,” and I stepped up to her. She was so wet that I buried my cock in her cunt on the first stroke, and she shrieked with joy. Her pussy gripped my dick tightly as I fucked her. Each time I pulled out, her pussy lips clung to my dick, and each time I pushed myself back in, a shrill yelp of pleasure escaped her mouth.
    Carl climbed onto the pool table and lay on his side, moving his prick to within inches of Janet’s face. She quickly stuck out her tongue and licked from base to tip. Then she wrapped her lips around the head. It barely fit in her mouth, and yet she dipped her head and took as much of it as she could. I stopped for a minute to watch Janet enjoy her newfound toy. But I was anxious to give her pussy the workout it needed, and soon I was driving into her.
    Janet’s head bobbed down on Carl’s cock with every thrust. When I pulled out, I brought her hips with me, and his dick slid out from between her lips. I began to fuck her faster, reaching around to play with her clit. I heard her moaning around Carl’s fat cock and felt the pressure building in my balls as her cunt walls massaged my dick. I watched Carl’s cock sliding in and out of her mouth. Then my wife reached up and pushed a finger into Carl’s ass. His eyes closed and his buttocks tightened as he erupted, filling her mouth with scum.
    We all went into the bedroom after that. Carl lay on the bed and Janet got on top of him in a 69, greedily sucking his cock as he licked my come from her pussy. I sat down in a chair to watch. I wouldn’t have thought that seeing her with another man would make me so hard, but it did. The two of them were lying crossways in the bed, with Carl’s feet and Janet’s head pointing toward me, and I had a clear view of his cock sliding in and out between her lips. She looked up at me, gazing into my eyes as she licked the tip. She had both of her hands wrapped around his thick pole, slowly stroking it as she flicked her tongue back and forth across the head.
    Drawing her mouth away from his prick, Janet sat up, pushing her pussy right down on top of Carl’s face. With a look of determination I’d never seen before,

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