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  TURN THE PAGE, AND TURN UP THE HEAT!

  Whether it’s group sex or hot monogamy, swapping lovers or private peep shows, funky fetishes or steamy seductions, Penthouse readers have done it all—and, in the pages of LETTERS TO PENTHOUSE, they tell all! So enjoy your very personal window into the unbridled and uncensored love lives of America’s trysting trendsetters. They’ll arouse you, intrigue you, and perhaps inspire you to venture into the erotic unknown—and enter a new world of pleasure.

  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

  Letters to Penthouse XVII

  Letters to Penthouse XVIII

  Penthouse Uncensored I

  Penthouse Uncensored II

  Penthouse Uncensored III

  Penthouse Variations

  26 Nights: A Sexual Adventure

  Penthouse: Between the Sheets

  Penthouse Erotic Video Guides

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  Table of Contents

  Turn the Page, and Turn Up the Heat!

  Other Books in the Series

  Copyright

  Clusterfucks

  Open Season

  Pillow Talk

  Someone’s Watching

  Domination & Discipline

  Three-For-All

  Serendipity

  Pursuit & Capture

  If decadence, kink, titillation or straight-up raunchy is what gets your pulse going then you’ve got the right book. Each page holds tales of sweaty, heart-pounding, blood-pumping fornication that will get you right where you want to be: lost in lust—and we don’t mean alone. Unless of course that’s your choice. That’s the beauty of sex and being sexy. You choose what sexy is for you. One lover, two lovers, three lovers . . . it’s all up to you. We’re just here to help you get a happy, horny, steamy start. Get loose, clear your mind and enjoy the ride.

  Always dedicated, The Editors

  Clusterfucks

  A FANTASY FUCK LIVENS THINGS UP WHILE HER BOYFRIEND IS OUT OF TOWN

  Soft music played in the background and darkness filled the room except for the dim glow of light in the far corner. Her eyes were foggy from the pot she and her guests had smoked earlier. The mellow calm that comes from fine-grade marijuana slowly settled over her. Everyone had gone to the kitchen for more drinks; she lacked the energy to go anywhere. Then without realizing what she was doing, her body began reacting to the music. Her head swayed back and forth along the fluffy velvet pillow beneath it.

  Suddenly she rose and started to dance, the music overtaking her as rain pounded down on the window, creating an ethereal feel outside that rivaled the one in her head. She pressed her body against the pane and became part of the rhythm. Her nipples hardened as the coolness of the glass seeped through her thin shirt.

  He walked in the room and saw her dancing. She was facing away from him, stroking her body, running her fingers through her long hair and moving in a way that he had never seen before. He wanted her with an almost crippling sense of urgency. Aware of the people in the other room but paying no real heed to their presence, he inhaled deeply and walked toward her. He grabbed her around the waist and molded her body to his so they could move in tandem to the music. His presence didn’t interrupt the trance that seemed to hold her. Her body was on fire, in desperate need of movement, demanding touch and connection.

  His heart began to beat wildly as he felt her tremble. Without separating their bodies or slowing their dance, he began to lift her sweater over her head and then pulled his own shirt off to feel her skin. She was damp with perspiration and her skin clung to his. He pulled her tight so that her face was close to his and in one movement dipped her close to the ground. Bending down as if to kiss her, he unbuttoned her skirt and pushed it to the floor. For a second he just stared at the woman in his arms. Her dark brown hair swayed, falling down to her waist. Her eyes were closed like she was in a peaceful trance.

  He pulled her back to him and twirled her around. At that moment a new song came on the radio and they began to slow dance. No words were spoken and their eyes remained shut. Her fingers dug into his naked back and tickled her way down to his jeans. She found her way to the front and pushed the jeans to his knees. It wasn’t long before her mouth was on his penis.

  She was hungry for the taste of him so her movements were anything but gentle. Her tongue ravished his shaft. Her hands massaged his balls and the heat of her breath on his taut skin caused his erection to strengthen. He moaned when her lips hit the tip.

  He gasped for air and a shiver ran through his body. “Oh yes,” he said, trying to delay his orgasm. He looked down and she smiled devilishly up at him. Unable to control himself, he filled her mouth. She swallowed him down, her appetite satisfied only temporarily.

  The music changed once again and she heard the beat of salsa. She beckoned him with her index finger, wearing only her bra and black lace underwear. Grateful for a moment without touching so he could regroup, he stood frozen in place and watched her. She unhooked her bra while keeping rhythm and maintaining complete eye contact. She threw the undergarment in his direction. The black lace fell from her waist and then there she was, naked, gyrating, hypnotizing him with her eyes.

  Needing no more time to pull himself together, he walked to her in three commanding steps and helped her to the ground as he lowered himself on top of her. She threw her head back and attacked him with her hands. He felt her pussy against his cock and grinded into it while his breath fell on her neck. She loved the smell of him. He kissed her neck and then traveled down her body, squeezing her breasts and sucking them like a man possessed. Totally caught up in their fullness.

  He went to her bush, noticing how much her lips had swollen. He felt between the folds of skin, slowly searching for her clitoris. He felt wetness form as he licked her and left her aching for more as he made his way back up to her face. When their lips met his tongue entered her mouth, she could taste herself on him. Burying her face in his firm chest, she felt him thrust his penis inside of her, tightening her cunt and wrapping her legs around his waist as he did.

  He held her hands over her head with one of his own. With his other hand he tortured her with tickles down her side. She pulled free of
his grasp and dug her fingers into his hard ass. He pushed away from her. Positioning her doggie style, he propelled his cock into her. She climaxed and melted into him. He continued to go in and out, letting her juices flow over him. He left her to trail his penis up and down her thigh and watched as her liquids dripped to the floor. Neither cared that they had company, albeit rooms away.

  “Do you hear something?” one of the guests asked.

  “Sounds like moaning,” another answered.

  “They’re definitely taking their time in the living room. Think they’re okay?”

  “Should I go check on them?” the first guest asked.

  “Yeah, why don’t you? We’ll be in in a second.”

  Feeling like jelly, she sank into him. Whereas she’d had all the energy sucked out of her, he was still hard as a rock and raring to go.

  “We aren’t done yet,” he whispered. He lifted up and carried her limp form to the chair. He sat her down, resting her head against the cushion. Mounting her, he wrapped her legs around him again and put her hand on his cock. “There’s something I want you to do for me,” he said.

  Glassy-eyed, she gently touched the tip and felt him react. She took her fingers and journeyed past her vulva. She found the wetness that seemed a natural part of her now and let it coat her fingers until they were dripping. She rubbed his chest, coating it with her wetness before placing his dick inside her. They glided together.

  “Oh my god!” A voice in the distance broke the trance between them. “I’m sorry, I . . . I don’t know what to say,” the intruder mumbled as the lovers looked up at her in astonishment. Not knowing what to do and feeling her cheeks flush both with embarrassment and her attraction to the couple in front of her, she tried to leave the room.

  “Wait,” the woman in the couple said. “Join us.”

  As if in a dream, he watched his lover approach the other woman. She put a finger to the newcomer’s lips and slowly, methodically unbuttoned her denim shirt and ran her fingers up and down her sloping bosom, playing with her nipples.

  “Are you okay with this?” the first woman asked.

  “Yes,” the other answered, obviously open for experimentation.

  The two women began to stroke each other.

  “Have you ever done this before?” the first asked.

  “Never,” the second said.

  “May I join in? I can help,” the man stepped behind the second woman, capturing her between himself and his lover. She could feel his penis against her ass as he pressed his body to hers. Leaning past her, his shoulders brushing against her back, he stuck his finger into his lover’s mouth and she sucked. Releasing his finger he traced it around the second woman’s belly button.

  “Kiss her,” he instructed his lover, and slowly she placed her lips on the other woman’s. They fell into each other as the man finished undressing his new conquest. Once she was naked with them, using his fingers to widen the gap, he gently placed his penis at the opening of her anus. She was caught off guard but her concentration was soon directed back to the activities in front of her as the first woman’s lips left her mouth and traveled down her body to her pussy. Watching what was happening over the second woman’s shoulder, the man thrust his penis deep into the woman’s anus.

  “Jesus God!” she yelped, unable to believe the sensations she was feeling, the man behind her, the woman sucking her vagina.

  A pair stirred down the hall. “Did you hear that?”

  “Yeah, I did. Why is she moaning?”

  “I don’t know, but I think maybe someone should go and check it out.”

  “You go check it out,” some very drunk guy in the corner suggested to the first girl who spoke.

  “I’ll go if someone will come with me, big guy.”

  “Okay, I’ll go,” the guy replied, “but somebody better save me a beer.”

  “Never in my life,” gasping for breath, the woman looked at the couple whom had just induced the most passionate orgasm she had ever experienced. The three of them remained intertwined on the floor, their naked bodies sticky with sweat and come.

  “We should probably get up,” the man suggested, unable to wipe the grin from his face.

  “Why? Afraid someone might walk in on us?” his lover asked with a smile.

  “They could join in,” the other woman laughed when she looked up and saw two very willing participants in the doorway.—D.K., Carteret, New Jersey

  HE GETS INVITED TO A BIRTHDAY PARTY WHERE HE’S THE PRESENT . . . SURPRISE!

  A few weeks ago I was sitting in my apartment watching a baseball game when I got a call from my buddy Chris. He told me to come over to his place because it was his friend Joanna’s birthday and he’d arranged a special celebration. I drove there as fast as I could because he’d always told me such outrageous stories about what a horny little slut Joanna is.

  When I reached Chris’ place another guy named Steve was there, but Joanna was nowhere to be seen. “Glad you could make it, bud,” Chris said. “We’ve been waiting.” He whistled and the bedroom door opened. Joanna was standing there looking like she’d just stepped out of the pages of Penthouse! She was every man’s wet dream: five-foot-five with auburn hair, a fantastic body and the nicest ass I’d ever seen. She wore black stockings and a teddy that showed everything she had.

  Chris turned to us and said, “Joanna wants to get the fucking of her life tonight. Think you guys are up to it?” Steve and I nodded and followed Chris and Joanna into the bedroom. All four of us leaped onto the bed and got to it. We soon had Joanna naked except for her sexy stockings.

  Our hands quickly roamed over every inch of her body, and Joanna stroked and pulled the cocks surrounding her. When she got down on her hands and knees to suck Steve’s dick I couldn’t resist parting her butt cheeks. I began to explore the awesome ass I’d always wanted to bang and I slipped her cunt some tongue from behind. Joanna has a fine pussy with thick lips and a clit that’s easy to stimulate because it grows so large. Soon enough I had her gasping from the licking I was giving her.

  After that it was a full-on fucking free-for-all. If there wasn’t a hard cock fucking Joanna’s pussy there was one stuck in her mouth or wedged in between her ass cheeks. Every time one of us guys got ready to come, he pulled out so he could spunk all over her body. The more come we glazed her with the wilder Joanna got, insisting we get our dicks hard again so that she could have a second load. One time she had all three of us jerk off into her mouth at once, until her tongue was practically covered with all the come loads. Whatever remained dripped sexily out of the sides of her mouth and down onto her tits.

  We fucked Joanna tirelessly from dusk till dawn with hardly any rest. By the morning we were all too exhausted and crashed out on the bed. Before I drifted off to sleep I saw that Joanna had a big sticky grin on her face, so I guess she had the birthday she wanted. I hope she wants the same present next year!—N.W., Ann Arbor, Michigan

  A CELEBRATION OF MARRIAGE GETS HOTTER AND HEAVIER THAN YOU MIGHT THINK

  Two weeks ago I attended a wedding anniversary party at an upscale hotel. Just after we arrived my date ran into an old girlfriend. They promptly disappeared onto the crowded dance floor, leaving me at the bar. An hour later I was still sitting alone at the bar, bored and pissed off, finishing one last drink. I had decided to leave without her when two girls came up to the bar and, without noticing me, ordered Margaritas. Both were gorgeous. Caroline was tall with long, blonde hair; Dana was shorter, with shoulder-length dark brown hair. Both wore short-cut dresses that revealed trim, athletic bodies. Before I could second-guess myself I said, “Hi, girls. My name’s Evan. Can I buy you those drinks?”

  They looked at each other and burst out laughing. I felt the blood drain from my face. I looked away and mumbled, “Sorry to bother you.” They didn’t respond but stood there a minute more talking to each other. Then to my surprise Dana tapped my shoulder and introduced herself. I smiled and said hello again. After another round of drinks,
the girls and I sat at a table.

  The bar was still packed, and a couple who noticed we had two free seats at our table asked to join us. Wendy was stunning, wearing a low-cut dress that showed off sumptuous breasts; the man accompanying her, Mike, was tall and muscular with sun-bleached hair. I hid my disappointment at not being the center of attention anymore and listened to the conversation.

  After a moment of small talk Dana asked Mike to dance. He looked at Wendy and she told them to have fun. I ordered another round of margaritas. When they returned, Dana sat down next to me, squeezed my thigh and said, “Are you trying to get us drunk?”

  I tried to play it off and asked with a laugh, “Why? Would that work?” My heart skipped a beat when her hand moved to my crotch.

  She smiled mischievously and said, “It might!” At the next slow song Mike asked Caroline to dance. As we watched them Dana began whispering to Wendy, who nodded in agreement and looked at me before turning back to Dana and saying, “See what he thinks.”

  Dana said to me, “Caroline and I are going to go to Wendy and Mike’s room and we’re thinking of inviting you to come along. Interested?”

  My heart leapt to my throat. Trying not to stammer I replied, “I’d love to.”

  Then she added, “One more question, and think before you answer. Do you like to be dominated?”

  I knew she was serious and not wanting to get in over my head decided to answer her honestly. “I like a girl who . . .” I paused, trying to figure out how to describe it. “You know, who controls me.”

  Dana said, “So you’ll do what I tell you?”

  Fighting the butterflies in my stomach, I said yes. The girls exchanged smiles, and then Dana leaned over and kissed me.

  “Good answer,” she said.

  A few minutes later Caroline and Mike came back to the table. Wendy stood up and kissed him, snaking her tongue into his mouth, then whispered something to him. Mike reached down, killed his drink and said, “Everyone ready?”