Dear Penthouse

Dear Penthouse

I feel as though this letter should start out “Dear Penthouse” and anyone reading this will think it’s just another fictional story made up by someone’s sexual driven imagination… but not today. First off, let me tell you a little about my wife. Before we dated I was the only one she ever had sex with, not even her fiancé before me, so she’s never been very sexually active. A typical sexual experience with my wife is in the missionary position with ‘NO BOOBS” and speaking of boobs, she has a very nice set, beautiful before our child and bigger and better after.
Her areoles are about the size of silver dollars and she loves to have them sucked, unfortunately ONLY when she’s horny or better yet drunk. To get her really horny and have good sex I have to pretend I am someone else. Playing this role she starts riding on top of me getting nice and wet and wants her boobs sucked, hard, like a cheap whore sucking the chrome off a trailer hitch. Sometimes but not often I can bend her over and fuck her from behind feeling her slamable ass slap against my hips while squeezing her 34C’s. But like I said before, this only happens when she’s really horny, drunk, or when we pretend I’m someone else. This doesn’t bother me though for when we do make love this way it’s enjoyable for both of us even if I’m playing the roll of another man fucking my wife. As for pussy eating this rarely occurs even when she’s drunk.
One day while house shopping I brought up the fact that since I was the only one she’s ever made love to I wouldn’t mind if she experienced another man. She was hesitant at first but I could tell she was somewhat curious and a little excited. She made the comment she’d have to be drunk and she immediately started thinking of friends she would fuck. All throughout the day she was thinking of whom, where and when. I mentioned that if we did it in a hotel I’d like to watch if not participate and she immediately said no, she’d rather do it without me in the room or possibly without my knowledge. Later I could tell this was something she would really like to peruse for when I brought up the topic again she told me to just drop it because I wouldn’t let her go through with it if the situation ever came up.
Well back to the Penthouse story. It started it out at my buddy’s house on New Years Eve. We arrived late and when we got to the party most of the food was gone so my wife started drinking on an empty stomach, I usually stay sober at parties to drive and hopefully get luck so I only had 3 beers the whole night. The music was playing and people were dancing, she loves to dance and I can’t so she was dancing with anyone who would. We were having a good time and my wife was getting pretty drunk and loosening up, so loose in fact that she repeatedly told me how hot these 2 guys were at the party and was constantly flirting with one of them named Chris. The party was spread out through out the house and on the back deck so people were all over. My wife, Chris, the one I was repeatedly told how cute was and I were the only ones in the living room where the TV and stereo were playing at this particular time when I left to get her another beer. As I left a song came on that she loved to dance to so she got up to dance, as did Chris.
When I came back they were dirty dancing, she was bent over with her hands on her knees rubbing his dick with her ass and he was holding onto her hips as if fucking her from behind. It didn’t bother me too much, they were only dancing and he was getting a cheap feel. I thought it was pretty cool, another man finding my wife attractive, so I said to him jokingly “Yah slam that ass” so he did. She turned around and smiled and I knew that look, she was horny and ready for sex. She’s drunk and horny now I thought, maybe I can get some here now at the party. The night went on and 2 times I tried to fuck my wife at the party, once in the master bath and once in the spare bedroom both times we were interrupted. I had her pants down and tits hanging out but access was denied because she wasn’t comfortable. With this rejection I lost 2 condoms in the process.
As the night went on she drank more and now the topic of my wife’s tits came up, she was concerned that she was the fattest girl there but I told her she was the prettiest and Chris made the comment that she had the biggest tits and was one of the hottest. A little while later midnight came, the champagne was flowing and everyone was kissing and hugging each other, than Chris and my wife hugged, he grabbed her ass and she kissed him on the lips pushing her tits into his chest, luckily no one saw it. This however did bother me a little bit, I didn’t care if she fucked this guy; I just didn’t want anyone else to see the sexual attraction they had towards each other, plus if you fuck my wife NO KISSING. About an hour later a few of us were standing around in the kitchen hanging out. I was standing between Chris and my wife, the 3 of us talking. She looked past me and gave him a look, he gave it back to her and she proceeded to push me aside and get between the 2 of us. Once again looks were exchanged and he motioned towards the back off the house were the bedrooms were, she started to follow him. Dude that’s my wife, if she wants to fuck you or make out with you and it’s evident that she does it’s not going to happen here. I mentioned to my wife casually it was time to go and acted like I didn’t notice where she was headed, about 15 minutes later we said our goodbyes and got ready to leave, once again the 2 of them making eyes at each other.
As we were getting ready to leave Chris made a comment he needed a ride home but I didn’t offer to take him. My wife was saying her goodbyes and said she needed to go to the bathroom. I told her to take her time because I needed to talk to my buddy; I had to borrow a condom. My buddy and I walked down the hall with my wife following to use the rest room; unbeknown to me Chris was following my wife. We were in my buddy’s spare room for about 5-10 minutes looking for some but had no luck. As we passed the bathroom I called for her and she said she’d be right out. She came out of the bathroom and Chris followed about 30 seconds later. Now I wasn’t there and my wife doesn’t remember a thing from the party but I’m pretty sure someone was making out in there, you don’t need to be a rocket scientist to figure that out. I’m just glad no one else saw what was going on.

Once my wife and I got into our vehicle she started kissing me and asked me to play with her boobs. I proceeded to put my hand up her sweater and my suspicions were correct, she was getting felt up. Her tits, which are ALWAYS tightly supported in a bra, were out and her bra unsnapped but I never said a word to her about this. By the time we left the neighborhood she had her sweater and bra off and on the floor and her hand on my crouch. We got about 3 miles down the road both getting hot and heavy so I started to unbutton her jeans so I could finger her. We pulled over in front of the local mall so she could get her pants down. As I proceeded to finger her she wanted to pull into the parking lot and fuck in there, but I recommended a hotel. It’s kind of hard doing it at home living with your mloud she was going to be. She asked me if I could really watch her fuck another guy, yes and no I said but if you want to some day that’s fine with me. She asked if we could go back and get Chris but I diother-in-law, while your house is being built plus I knew how drunk she was and how dn’t answer her.
We rode off and I pulled into the first hotel, the only parking spot was under a street light where I had to park with my wife topples and her pants half off. I left her there alone while I checked on a room but had no luck. It was exciting seeing her sit there half naked under the streetlight reclined back with her boots on the dashboard when I returned though. Once I got back in the car we drove off looking for another hotel, once again she asked about Chris. I avoided the question and exited onto I95. We drove up and down I95 caressing and fondling each other as we drove by cars and truckers, I do believe there were some pretty happy truckers that night. Once again she asked about Chris. I told her that I loved her very much and respected her and if she wanted to do this it was clearly her wish but I would be laying down some rules. She told me I was the only one for her and she loved me very much but I did say she could fuck another man and she’s ready.
called my buddy and told him my wife and I had stopped to get a bite to eat around the corner and asked if Chris was still looking for a ride. Everyone there was pretty drunk when we left so I’m sure no one gave him a ride. He was there so I told him we’d be by to pick him up.” Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked her, “Yes” she said. “OK only what say you want with no pressure from us, what you say goes” I responded.
When we arrived at the house I went inside to get Chris, when we returned to the car my wife had her pants pulled back up and her jacket on reclined back in the front passenger seat with her leg up on the dash, she must have changed her mind I thought, she got dressed. I was wrong, she had her jacket on but underneath her pants were unbuttoned and she was still shirtless. Chris got in back and thanked us for the ride. Nervously with my heart beating a mile a minute I asked him where he lived, he gave me directions and I proceeded that way. As we drove away my wife started talking to Chris, I looked in her direction and noticed her tits were clearly visible.
She stopped talking, got up, started to kiss my neck and grabbed my crouch than stopped, leaned back in her seat her jacket wide open exposing her tits and unbuttoned pants. Then she spoke and I thought the world had come to an end yet it got me so excited at the same time. “Are you sure you want to go home or do you want to drive around awhile and see what happens”? Chris was speechless but his actions were enough, he reached for her tits and started to play with them.
OK now it’s getting very scary and exciting, the look on her face was enough for me to lose my load. I looked at my wife and asked her if she was sure she wants to go through with this. She answered my question, not with a yes or no but by telling Chris to “squeeze them harder” I knew she wanted him when I heard words I’ve only heard her say to me, “suck um baby, suck um hard… play with the nipple”. Her tits, my tits, no one sucks my wife’s tits but me I thought but this guy was and I do however have to tell you, I loved seeing the look of pleasure on her face. There’s no turning back on my behalf now, remember I kept telling myself I fueled these thoughts into her head so basically I made this monster.
As we drove to the hotel Chris continued to squeeze her tits as she wiggled her pants down. I proceeded to finger the hell out of her while she squirmed in the seat waiting for one of us to take her and she didn’t care whom. I cannot tell you the last time she was this wet and I couldn’t wait to stick it in her and I wasn’t the only one. Chris had removed our child’s car seat and put it in the back of the SUV and that’s not the only thing he’d removed, he already had his pants off. “Chris, put your clothes back on, you think we’re going to do her here in the car” I said. “We almost there honey or can we pull over,” my wife asked. Damn I was hard and horny and I couldn’t wait to get there I was half tempted to just pull over and fuck her right there. “RULES I need to go over rules” I said to Chris. “Do you have a condom? Because your not gonna fuck her without on.” “Yes, he replied.” No anal unless she says so than I’m the only one and when she says stop, you stop, no French kissing, again no condom no sex?” Chris replied OK to the rules and yes he had a condom.

As we pulled into the hotel parking lot I froze. Shit, I don’t have a hotel room! I’m going to have to leave these 2 alone while I get a hotel room with my wife half naked, what if there’s a line? What if it takes awhile? What are those 2 going to be doing while I’m gone? Than my wife in so many words asked me what I was waiting for, get the room. OK now I know she wants to go through with this so I better hurry before we start fucking in the car. It took about 10 minutes for me to return but it felt like forever. As I returned I couldn’t believe what I saw and at this point I knew for sure someone drugged her because she wouldn’t be doing this if she were drunk.
My wife still in the front seat but now with her pants completely off and her feet were pushing on the windshield, Chris in the back seat frenching my wife while fingering her as she squirmed uncontrollably up and down in the seat. He was breaking one of the rules, he was kissing her but I do have to tell you it got me even hornier than I was earlier, I’m not going to last I thought to myself. I opened the door and I said I had the room, you’d think they’d stop but she started moaning and he started kissing her neck. “I’m sorry honey, you know you’re the only one I love” We pulled around back to where our room was while Chris fingered her and I played with her tit and all started to get out. My wife was so drunk we had to help her out and we tried putting her pants and boots back on. All we could do was get her boots on, she told us to just put her jacket on her since we were just going to take them off inside anyway.
As we walked up stairs to the room we were a little noisy, well my wife was anyway. “I’m sorry I drank too much honey, I didn’t mean to kiss him, I love you honey, I love you very much, are you sure you don’t care if I fuck him?” Again no turning back now, what am I going to say. “Are you sure I asked” “Yes” she said. As we were walking to our room another guy came around the corner and I know he heard her. He was a young kid and I know he was the type my wife thinks is cute and I was right. “He’s a cutie pie” my wife said, “What are you doing tonight? You want to join us” He didn’t say a word, just walked past us eyeing my wife up and down wearing noting but an unbuttoned short coat that barley covered her ass and black boots. I know this kid was probably scared shitless or ran to tell his buddies.
As we entered the room she threw off her jacket and plopped on the bed, Chris and I proceeded to get undressed as my wife stared at us with a huge smile and giving me the come here signal with her finger. I leaned over and we gave each other a beep hard kiss. I stopped and started working my way down south as she laid there kissing her tits than sucking her toes licking up her legs kissing her thighs until I was stopped by her hands at her pussy. She pushed my head down and asked me to go down there.
I proceeded to finger fuck her as I licked and eat her out as she laid there moaning and squirming as Chris played and sucked her tits, I think they even kissed a few times. I have never until that night ate my wife out to an orgasm. I than titty fucked her while she licked and sucked the head of my dick for a few minutes before I started something I’d never get to finish. I didn’t have a condom but this was my wife and I’d pull out before I came. My wife was always worried about getting pregnant and always freaked out and pushed me off if I even gave the slightest inclination that I was getting ready to cum in her, or so I thought. I got on top of her and slide my dick into the wettest pussy I ever had, she let out a moan and I proceeded to fuck her and suck the hell out of her tits, her nipples that night were the biggest I’d ever seen them and I loved it. She was loud, moaning fuck me and telling me this was my pussy, oh yah, she’s waisted.
I know Chris couldn’t wait for his turn and who could blame him. As she got on top to ride me I fingered her asshole and squeezed and sucked her tits, she started going crazy, and she must have came at least 2 times. The whole time we were fucking she made a lot of noise and I can ensure you anyone walking by or next door knew what was happening in our room. I stood her up and bent her over the dresser and fucked her from behind her face in the mirror was beautiful and I loved seeing her tits sway as I squeezed them. We lost balance and fell backwards on the bed; my dick fell out swinging like a spring. She was so wet juices hit the wall because some of it hit my face. She told me she didn’t know how much more she could take and motioned for Chris to come over. “You want to fuck me now?” she asked with a smile. “I didn’t come yet” I told her but I was put in my place when she said
“I want to fuck Chris now” she said pushing me off as I started to go back inside her. That’s all right, I’ll finish when he’s done I said to myself, or so I thought.

“OK Chris, do you have your condom ready?” I asked. He just stood there smiling at my wife. “Chris, where’s your condoms”? I asked him, he didn’t have one he said; no fucking condoms and he wanted to fuck my wife? My wife than said something I never heard her say, “just pull out”, as she lay on the bed opening her legs. Just pull out? I never had that option. But that night I would when he was done and I thought I’d take advantage of it.
Chris wasted no time getting into position, kissing her tits and neck as he got on top of my wife; it was his turn her. I’m a thin guy at 5’8 and 145 pounds compared to Chris at 6’4 and about 180 pounds and it was evident that his dick was thicker than mine and she enjoyed it by my wife’s eye, facial and voice reactions as he entered her, “OOOOOOHHHH GOD” she screamed and smiled as Chris put his dick in her. “Oh my GOD” she exclaimed once again with Chris inside her. He than proceeded to start fucking the hell out of her. “Oh god…fuck me baby…fuck me hard…yah,” she screamed as she wrapped her arms around his neck and thick legs around him. She screamed with pleasure as he entered her and all I got was a moan when I stuck it in? I thought to my self but she’s enjoying herself and that’s all that’s important and man was she enjoying it. He processed to fuck her in the missionary position than asked to fuck her doggie style. She got on all fours as Chris pounded her from behind slapping her ass and squeezing her tits.
I have to tell you I had mixed emotions, excited and jealous, she was louder with him than me but I loved seeing her facial expressions while she was getting fucked. She than asked for her favorite position, she asked to get on top; she always loves cumming that way. She rode him hard demanding that he suck and squeeze her tits as he slapped and grabbed her ass checks. She motioned for me to come over and she kissed me long and hard as I squeezed and pinched her nipples, she asked me to suck them but I wouldn’t after Chris just got done sucking them. That too was exciting to see, seeing her ride someone else that night and having her tits played with as she moaned with ecstasy and the look in her eyes. She rode him like a porn star or a bronco bull rider riding a mechanical steer: it was incredible seeing her tits slap him in the face and her thighs startling him, ass cheeks spread and the jiggle in her ass with every motion. She came hard that time, I know when she comes and she did, she let out a louder moan than usual and rested her tits in his face and laid her head on his shoulders, that’s they way she cums in that position.
One thing I will never forget about that night was her eyes, her eyes weren’t hers but someone else’s, I didn’t know who’s but that person wasn’t my wife, and I just wish this sexual demon in her would surface more often. God it was exciting to see her facial expressions and hear her moans and yelling “oh yeah”, and “harder” and “come on fuck me baby” as she’s was getting fucked. I wanted to jerk off but didn’t want to waste my load. She rolled off of him and he got on top of her and proceeded to fuck the hell out of her again.
Once again she started screaming “oh god, oh god” and moaning like she does when she’s drunk. Chris said he had to stop he was going to come soon and she told him not to “no don’t stop” she said “I’m almost there” “I’ve gotta stop now” Chris replied “I’m gonna cum” My wife wouldn’t let him pull out, and I was getting VERY nervous, she wrapped her thick legs around him and thrusted in the bed up and down “fuck me harder baby, come on fuck me hard” she said. “I can’t, I’m going to cum” he said.
Fuck me, fuck me hard, don’t stop I’m almost there Oh god fuck, fuck me now” she yelled, than she said softly, “It feels to good, I’m almost there please don’t stop”. I was pissed telling him to pull out afraid he was going to cum in her. She let out a loud moan as Chris busted a nut inside her and didn’t pull out in time most of it was in my wife, a little on the bed.
I was pissed that she let him go that long and inside her, she ALWAYS pushes me off when I say I’m going to cum. But hey it’s my turn, he came inside her and I am too it was my turn. I proceeded to get on top of her and started to fuck her eagerly wanting to cum. “Stop” she said, “I don’t feel too good” But I kept fucking her, he busted a nut in my wife and I didn’t, no this guys going to bust a nut too. “Stop, get off” she said but I kept going. I know she told me to stop but I was almost there, my wife said she didn’t feel good and again asked me to stop, so I did than she passed out. Before this started I told her I would respect her if she went through with this and when she had enough we’re done. Unfortunately I didn’t think I’d lose out one the fun. I could have fucked her while she was passed out but I love and respect my wife, I wanted too but didn’t. She came to a few times but was too dried up and I couldn’t get her moist again. She and Chris were more than satisfied that night but not me.
About an hour later she came to, Chris had already left and I had to get her dressed and in the car by myself. The next morning she woke up in a T-shirt, no underwear or bra, I couldn’t find them in the room that night and thought Chris took them as a souvenir. As she lay in bed I asked her if she had fun last night as I examined her tits looking for hickies. She just laid there looking at the ceiling. “I can’t believe we didn’t leave any hicky marks on your tits” I said. She looked at me and asked “what are you talking about”. “Last night from the car and hotel room all the sucking you asked us to do” I said. “Us, What do you mean us?” she said with a puzzled look. “Chris from the party, the one you were flirting with all night, we took Chris back to the hotel room, we took turns, you let him fuck you last night” I told her.
She looked at me in disbelief; it was at that moment I knew she was drugged because she didn’t remember anything and she just stared at me. This one-time sexual goddess who rocked my world last night, the one I love and whom I hoped would add this to our list of great sex nights, forgotten, didn’t remember a thing. As I told her the story she kept getting wetter and wetter but her heart was pounding a mile a minute. She was scared and excited, she hide the excitement but the questions of fear were flying. She said she didn’t believe me than asked how I could let her do something like that. I told her the choice was all hers and that I repeatedly asked her if she wanted to go through with it. She kept getting wetter and her nipples were now rock hard, if she was scared she was also very horny so I rolled on top of her and stuck it in her with ease not to fuck her but to make love to her. I continued to make love to her and asked if I could cum inside her since Chris almost did last night. “What!” She said, stopping me. “You were too close to cumming and you wouldn’t let him stop, you wrapped your legs around him and he had to push off of you” I told her, she asked me to tell her I was kidding, she was getting ready to cry and started shaking so I told her I made the story up.
A month later the underwear and another little gift turned up, apparently it was in the back of the SUV pushed under the passenger seat the whole time. I had to work and my wife had to take our child to the doctors, she asked my mom to go with her and it was planned that my wife would pick her up on the way. My wife cleaned out the SUV that morning, thank God and found one black bra, one pair of black panties and one set of boxers. Can you imagine your mother seeing that in the back of your car? Later that night my wife said to me, “Look what I found. Is this from New Years Eve? My and panties and your underwear, was I that drunk I stripped in the truck?” she said with a smile.
I told her yes and no
“Yes that your underwear and no that’s not my underwear” I said
“Who else’s’ would they be?” She asked. “Hello, Chris’s, the guy from the party. Honey those are boxers, I wear boxer briefs besides look how huge they are I could swim in those”. She looked at the boxers and turned white as a ghost because as she looked at the size she saw Chris’s last name after his C. She looked at me with a how could you face.
“You told me nothing happened, you told me you made the whole thing up, how could you let me do that,” she pleaded. “Honey you didn’t do anything you didn’t want to do.” I said. “You told me nothing happened,” she said again. “You kept begging to go back and get Chris, I got tired of you begging so we went and got him”
“You told me you were kidding, you told me nothing happened,” She said. She sat there starting into air than looking at a calendar; I knew what she was thinking.
“At least your not pregnant” I told her “you had your period 3 weeks ago”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes honey” I know that’s what she was thinking about and trust me so was I.
“Please tell me you made this whole thing up”

My wife said she was feeling so sick and upset that I had to tell my wife I planted the boxers when I saw the bra and underwear under the seat. She’s forgiven me but does not remember a thing from that night. Like I said before, she was either that drunk or someone drugged her and I believe she was drugged. 2 months have gone by and thank God so has her period. The topic has come up twice since New Years Eve and I continually tell her nothing happened, that I made the whole thing up. If we ever have this type of opportunity again we will have condoms and I hope she’s sober or remembers what happens.

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