Penthouse Stories
LETICIA’S LUSCIOUS BOOTY
by admin on Dec.01, 2009, under Anal, Penthouse Stories
There’s nothing I love more than fucking a sexy black woman, especially if I can do her in the arse. I’ve never met a white woman with a butt as gorgeous as a black woman’s.
My girlfriend, Leticia, has the best derriere. We met at a club one night. She was dancing with some girlfriends, and as soon as I saw her bum, encased in a short, tight leather miniskirt, I knew I had to have her. (continue reading…)
CAUGHT ON CAMERA
by admin on Sep.02, 2009, under Anal, Penthouse Stories, Swapping
My brother-in-law Jim had me bent over a deckchair, and was still coming in me, when I saw Dave, my husband, taking photos. He didn’t say a word, just turned around and went inside the house. I told Jim to go home, threw a summer dress over myself and went to face the music. (continue reading…)
ANAL FOR MY BIRTHDAY!
by admin on Sep.02, 2009, under Anal, Girl on Girl, Penthouse Stories
When Janice bought me a new dildo for my birthday, I knew exactly what we should do with it. The harness she’d bought me for Christmas had been used only once, and this new toy would work with it delightfully. Besides, the bright red dildo was the perfect size for anal use, and I had been craving a good arse-fuck for weeks. (continue reading…)
SEX STORM
by admin on Mar.07, 2009, under Anal, Casual Encounters, Penthouse Stories
I was awakened by the sound of thunder as I lay on the sofa during a late afternoon nap. I could tell the storm was getting closer because the floors shook beneath the couch with each roll of thunder. I was exhilarated by the electricity in the air as the lightning flashed. I wanted to see and hear the storm more clearly, so I tied back the curtains and opened the windows to take in the fresh ocean breeze. (continue reading…)
MR ED
by admin on Oct.10, 2008, under Anal, Casual Encounters, Penthouse Stories, Swapping
My husband’s a military pilot, so we spend a lot of time travelling. It’s a good life, knowing he’s helping his country, so I haven’t regretted a moment of it, ever. (continue reading…)