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  Contents

  Crowd Scenes

  Different Strokes

  Domination & Discipline

  Flying Solo

  Girls & Girls/Boys & Boys

  Head & Tail

  Pursuit & Capture

  Serendipity

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  LETTERS TO PENTHOUSE IV

  OTHER BOOKS IN THE SERIES:

  EROTICA FROM PENTHOUSE

  MORE EROTICA FROM PENTHOUSE

  EROTICA FROM PENTHOUSE III

  LETTERS TO PENTHOUSE I

  LETTERS TO PENTHOUSE II

  LETTERS TO PENTHOUSE III

  LETTERS TO PENTHOUSE IV

  LETTERS TO PENTHOUSE V

  LETTERS TO PENTHOUSE VI

  LETTERS TO PENTHOUSE VII

  LETTERS TO PENTHOUSE VIII

  LETTERS TO PENTHOUSE IX

  LETTERS TO PENTHOUSE X

  LETTERS TO PENTHOUSE XI

  LETTERS TO PENTHOUSE XII

  LETTERS TO PENTHOUSE XIII

  LETTERS TO PENTHOUSE XIV

  LETTERS TO PENTHOUSE XV

  LETTERS TO PENTHOUSE XVI

  26 NIGHTS: A SEXUAL ADVENTURE

  PENTHOUSE: NAUGHTY BY NATURE

  PENTHOUSE: BETWEEN THE SHEETS

  This book is a collection of some of the finest, most explicit, most outrageous letters that have ever been published in Penthouse and its affiliated magazines, if you’re ready to read about the intimate sex secrets of real people from all over the world, turn the page.

  John Borrelli

  Managing Editor

  Penthouse Special Publications

  Crowd Scenes

  IN THIS SEX OLYMPICS IT’S SPAIN—3; BRAZIL—1

  I’m a twenty-year-old sophomore at a prestigious California university. During my freshman year, I became acquainted with two other students from my country, Spain. We became close friends immediately because we like the same things—tight pussies, big tits and juicy clits.

  During finals week, Facundo, Carlos and I decided to rent an apartment on the beach for the summer and the following year. Our exams were over on a Wednesday and all three of us were filled with mixed feelings. We were none too pleased with the outcome of our exams, but we were anxiously anticipating an enjoyable summer on the beach that was to begin sooner than we expected. On our third night at the beach, we decided to go out dancing and, hopefully, to find some obliging pussy.

  When we arrived at the disco, we were feeling pretty loose as a result of several joints apiece. We were there no more than fifteen minutes when this brown-eyed she-devil slithered up to Carlos. She said nothing, but grabbed his hand and led him out to the dance floor. Facundo and I scanned the place for the same kind of action, but things looked dismal.

  The song ended and Carlos and the girl returned. He introduced her to us as Andrea and, as it turned out, she was Brazilian. She must have taken an immediate liking to Carlos, for her right hand was down the back of his pants, tweaking and rubbing his ass. Carlos was reciprocating by rubbing his fingers up and down her hot little crack through the material of her dress. He was also showing off a huge bulge in his trousers. This little Brazilian gal, who turned out to be eighteen years old, was dressed so sensuously that Facundo and I were on the verge of whipping out our love tools and jacking off right there. She wore a black slit skirt that showed off the most supple calves and thighs I have ever seen. Her red Spandex top was about to rip apart as her big and beautifully shaped tits strained against the material.

  Our conversation began as small talk but soon turned to the subject of sex. She made several direct suggestions and, the longer the conversation lasted, the bigger and longer our cocks grew. The more they bulged in our pants, the more she licked her lips—staring at our cocks all the while. At one point, she turned to Carlos and said that she would like to go someplace more quiet. Carlos agreed readily and was about to abandon Facundo and me, but Andrea declared that she would like to be alone with all three of us at the same time.

  Normally, it takes fifteen minutes to get from the disco to our apartment, but that night we made it in five. Andrea and Carlos sat in back of my Camaro, feeling each other up, while Facundo and I rode in silence, listening to the impassioned moans of those two sex-starved humans.

  Once inside our apartment, we went wild. We stood at arm’s length from her as she stripped slowly in front of us. Then, one by one, she undressed us, licking and nipping every inch of our naked flesh. When we were all naked, she returned to Carlos, whom she had stripped first, and began to stroke his ten-and-three-quarter-inch hunk of meat. She licked and sucked his glans and parted the tip with her hot tongue. Meanwhile, Carlos was running his hands through her hair. Suddenly, he grabbed her head and impaled his thick spear into her mouth. She gagged a little at first and then began a serious effort to deep-throat him. All the while, Facundo and I watched in fascination as all of Carlos’s swollen prick gradually disappeared between her glossed lips. If she liked his ten inches, she was going to love Facundo’s eleven and positively idolize my twelve.

  She did about a dozen deep strokes and stopped abruptly, feeling Carlos’s dick swell with his jism. She kissed it lightly on the tip and turned her attention to Facundo’s mighty monster. She moistened it and then took it into her mouth. She took it out again and began to rub it against her huge tits. Moaning with pleasure, she squeezed her tits together around his sausage and proceeded to tit-fuck him. As she did this, I used my unique powers of concentration and stayed a limp five inches. When it was my turn, I noticed a slight frown of disappointment as she looked at my dangling soft meat. She looked into my eyes as if to say, “Is this all you have to offer me?”

  “Suck me,” I said, “and while you do so, close your eyes and fantasize about sucking something bigger.” She obeyed. The warmth of her tight mouth and the sharpness of her teeth were too much. When she opened her eyes, my cock was at its full twelve-inch size. What she saw made her eyes bulge with joy. As she continued to suck and gurgle, she began to hand-job my two friends. After about five minutes of this, she stopped everything and begged us to fuck her hard and good.

  Well, chivalry is not dead and our Latin upbringing demanded that we aid someone in distress. Carlos lay on his back. His thick pole was jutting up from his groin. As Andrea straddled him, she massaged and rubbed her tits, while I rubbed Carlos’s pulsating bazooka on her clit and juicy lips. Slowly she let herself down on him as I guided it in. She w
as so hot and ready that her juices cascaded down his shaft and balls. Facundo then positioned himself over Carlos’s face, in front of Andrea. Without any hesitation, she hungrily devoured his sizzling sausage. I began to lubricate her tight ass with my tongue, preparing her threshold for my stage-center entrance.

  Andrea began to moan throatily as I slowly penetrated her tight asshole. Her twat must have been sizzling, for I could feel it contracting around Carlos’s pecker. With one violent thrust, I reamed her rear hole. At first, our rhythm was awkward, but the four of us soon got it together and fucked away harmoniously for what seemed hours. All of a sudden, she began to shake violently, and I could feel her cunt pulsing and throbbing at a hectic rate. Carlos and I slowed down to give her a rest, and when she relaxed again, we were back to poking her from everywhere. She couldn’t get enough. My God! This woman had over thirty-three inches of cock in her and she wanted more!

  We each fucked her twice that night in the same fashion—with all of us giving it to her at once. The second time, Facundo pulled out just in time to unload all over her face. She thirstily lapped it up, rolling her tongue around to slurp up every available drop. Then she rolled off Carlos and simultaneously pulled her ass away from my cock. I promptly began to eat her luscious cunt, while Facundo and Carlos played with her glorious tits. She had a smile that split her face from ear to ear. Then she did something we never expected. She reached for the phone and dialed with trembling hands.

  Twenty minutes later, we were joined by her seventeen-year-old sister and another girl who looked about sixteen. What ensued was absolute mayhem. We fucked ourselves silly, all six of us. Around two in the morning, we were pretty hyper and really sweaty, so we went down to the Jacuzzi and continued to fuck around. These girls were insatiable and, after a two-month dry spell, we were, too.

  We finally collapsed in the living room of our apartment, utterly exhausted. The girls left around three in the afternoon, after another round of sexual fun. Since then, they have moved to an apartment in the same building as ours, and we see them often. It looks like this summer is going to be the best since our sexual awakening, and our only wish is that it may never end. Well, I have to sign off now. Andrea and Company have just walked in and it looks like they mean business—I mean pleasure.—J.M.C., Irvine, Calif.

  FIVE-CENT RAISE IN PAY LEADS TO A GREAT LAY

  I recently gave a party that was supposed to be quite innocent. It was just to celebrate a stupid little five-cent raise I’d received. At the store where I work, no one else got a raise, so when I got a whole nickel, we thought it was some kind of a joke. I bought the wine, Mindy bought some beer, and Tim just brought himself and a deck of cards. I invited a few other fellow employees but they didn’t show up. That was their mistake.

  It started with Tim and I drinking just about all the wine as we waited for Mindy to show up. (She works the late shift at the store.) Tim and I were pretty bombed, so Mindy had to catch up. She drank two six-packs within forty-five minutes!

  We started playing a little poker and Tim suggested that we pick up from where we had left off at our Christmas party. Mindy said, “Not strip poker!” and Tim said, “That’s right! You didn’t come to the Christmas party and we want you to see how much fun we had!” “Not yet!” Mindy screamed. “Just give me a few more drinks and a little time.”

  Well, she got pretty smashed and the three of us started playing strip poker. Mindy and I soon lost much of our clothes, and Tim didn’t lose any. Why were we girls having all the bad luck? After a few more hands, we were down to practically nothing and Tim was fully dressed. I watched him deal the next hand and, sure enough, he was cheating! “And what do we do to cheaters?” Mindy said. “Get even,” I said. So we pulled Tim to the floor and started ripping off his clothes. He fought at first, but we could tell he was loving it.

  We wrestled around on the floor for a while, stopping for a few kisses and feels as we tried to get Tim’s clothes off. Finally he said, “OK, I won’t fight you off. Go ahead and rape me.” And we did! Just as we pulled off his pants, Mindy and I saw the biggest, most beautifully shaped cock we’ve ever seen. Mindy grabbed it and started licking it like a kid with an ice cream cone. Man, what a hunk of meat! “I want some of that, too!” I said. So there we were, fighting over Tim’s cock. I couldn’t believe it!

  Mindy finally made room for me and we then took turns sucking off Tim. He shot his load in Mindy’s mouth and crawled over to me, pillowed himself on my soft boobs and sucked on them like a baby. I saw his member grow hard again and I suggested that he put it to use. He slipped my panties off me and rammed his giant cock into my box. I thought I was going to go through the floor! Meanwhile, Mindy was getting jealous, sitting and waiting for this to end, so she lay on the floor and masturbated. We all came at the same time, screaming louder than the stereo.

  “Now it’s my turn to be fucked,” Mindy said. Tim moved over to her and started feeling every inch of her long slender body. While they were getting it on, I stood up and dressed. I’d never spent such a night with my fellow employees or anybody else!—Name and address withheld

  DOCTORS TEAM UP TO CURE NURSE’S ITCH

  I am a nurse in the gynecology section of a large metropolitan hospital in the South. My duty shift lasts from eleven at night to seven in the morning. During these quiet hours, I’ve often wondered what it would be like to have a sexual encounter with a gynecologist. I’ve worked with many of them, of course, and these doctors certainly seemed to know everything about the female anatomy.

  One night, my fantasy came true, and it was even better than I’d thought. It began about midnight. As I was charting my patients’ vital signs, I noticed one of the resident doctors in the nurses’ station, gazing at my legs. I pretended not to see him, but turned a little to afford him a fuller view of my shapely legs and crotch. I could tell by the bulge in his scrub pants that he was interested. Soon, an intern walked over to him, and the doctors conversed in a whisper. They began to kid me about how “such a nice looking” nurse got such an odd shift to work. Then one of the doctors asked if I had ever experienced nitrous oxide (laughing gas). When I said I hadn’t, they did not have to do much convincing before the three of us had slipped upstairs to a quiet delivery room and I was lying on an operating room table, breathing a mixture of nitrous oxide and pure oxygen.

  I was feeling great when one of the doctors suggested that my legs should be in the stirrups and my hands strapped out to the sides, so I would not fall off the table. As my legs were placed in the stirrups, my skirt rose above my thighs. Four eager hands were then undressing me. As my mind began to clear, I felt my white panty hose being removed; then the zipper and buttons on my dress were undone. Soon I was wearing only bra and panties. At this point, the mask was placed back over my nose and I felt great again after several breaths. Since my arms were bound to the table, it was difficult for the two men to remove my bra, although they had no difficulty with my panties, which were already soaked with my juices. They cut away my bra with surgical scissors. I was really getting hot and high at the same time.

  Completely nude and helpless, I felt shaving cream being smeared over my pubic area. Then I was being carefully shaved by the intern, and the resident was sucking my nipples. When the shave was complete, the resident came around to stand between my widespread legs and ordered the intern to the head of the table to continue administering the gas. I could feel the resident’s hands spread my labia and pull the clitoral hood out of the way of my now protruding clitoris. The juices from my cunt ran down my buttocks and onto the floor as the resident mouthed my clitoris—sucking, tonguing, and chewing for what seemed like hours. He licked up and down my cunt lips and around my clitoris until I was begging him to fuck me.

  Finally, the resident dropped his scrub pants and unceremoniously began to ram into me again and again with his throbbing penis. Just as I was about to come, he removed his penis from my vagina and greased my anus with some Vaseline. He then began to ram hi
s big thick rod into my ass. The intern, meanwhile, had shed his scrub clothes, climbed on top of me, and shoved his stiff cock into my mouth as he went down on me in a 69 position and the resident continued to fuck my ass. The fantastic feeling I had is indescribable—the nitrous, the cock in my mouth, the one in my ass, and my cunt being devoured in new and inventive ways!

  Believe it or not, we all came simultaneously, which left me with come in my mouth and my rectum, and with me screaming in ecstasy. As the two doctors laughingly told me later, I made so much noise when I screamed that they became afraid of being discovered, and so they gave me one-hundred-percent oxygen, woke me up, and handed me some scrub clothes to put on (my uniform was in shreds). Later, when I was back at my station, I explained to the other nurses that my uniform had been soiled by a very sick patient. I got away with it—and I’d learned that gynecologists really do know their territory, just as I’d suspected.—Name and address withheld

  FRIENDS THAT ORGY TOGETHER STAY TOGETHER

  During my first week back home from college last spring, my best friend threw a big party. As the party progressed, a group of eight of us was getting along particularly well, and we all agreed to stay after the party broke up.

  By one-thirty in the morning, everyone else had left, and the eight of us sat down and talked about how amazing it was that we had become so close in just one evening, particularly since many of us had been complete strangers when the party began. The group consisted of myself, my two best friends from high school, John and Butch; a friend of John’s, named Stephen; an ex-girlfriend of mine from high school, named Julie; Julie’s friend Laura; and two girls who went to college with John, named Cindy and Heidi. I would say that all four of us guys would be considered good looking, and the four girls were definitely foxy.

  Well, someone suggested we play truth-or-dare, and we all thought that it sounded like fun. The questions started off pretty tame, but when someone asked me who in the room I would most like to kiss, I said I would show them rather than tell them. Then I walked over to my old girlfriend, Julie, and pushed her down on her back. Before she could react, I lay on top of her and gave her the French kiss that I’d been longing to give her during the whole year I’d been away at college.