Penthouse by Penthouse International

time, he buried his fingers in my swollen cunt, teasingly finger-fucking me to near orgasm. Occasionally, others would glance over, but the tempo was picking up, and I just couldn’t be stopped. I felt Sam’s shaft—it was very firm and very ready to be swallowed up by my quivering pussy. Pulling my miniskirt to my waist, I straddled him and was enraptured by the feeling of his rock-hard cock plunging into me. I gripped his thighs and held on as he thrust in slow, deep pulses. Sam continued rhythmically gliding in and out, bringing me closer to climax with each stroke. I could barely keep from screaming with pleasure, but I had to. Others’ stares forced us to slow our pace, though we never stopped. Sam stroked my clit and caressed my erect nipples. When there were no eyes on us, he pulled my skirt higher and resumed fucking me. As all of my sensations peaked, I moaned in ecstasy as I came, pouring juices down Sam’s balls. I sank back, cushioned by his muscular body, and relished the tingling feeling throughout my body.
    The last moan of delight must have been pretty recognizable. In no time, someone turned around and caught us in the act! Slipping down to my own seat, I couldn’t help but think that we had the best entertainment . . . and who knows how many others in the audience thought the same!
    —M. E., California
    Love in the Lav
    My boyfriend Tom and I always have wonderful vacations. Not only do we travel to some great destinations, but we have many erotic adventures along the way. On our last trip to the Caribbean, our adventures started on the plane ride to San Juan.
    On the plane I was wearing a short skirt and T-shirt with no bra. The anticipation of our vacation was making me especially horny, and I wanted Tom to be as excited as I was. While he was reading I placed a blanket over my lap and removed my panties. I slid them over my feet and showed them to Tom. He closed the book and smiled.
    He reached under the blanket and moved his fingers lightly up and down the inside of my thighs. I leaned back in my seat and spread my legs wider. I looked across the aisle to make sure that the attention of the other passengers was still on the movie, and then began to rub my nipples through the fabric of my shirt.
    I let out a small gasp as Tom’s fingers brushed my swollen clit. He expertly rubbed my twat and slid his fingers in and out of my hot, wet box. After ten minutes of this I was on the verge of orgasm, but I wanted to come with his huge cock inside of me.
    I grabbed Tom’s hands and led him down the aisle to the lavatory. I was so hot that I didn’t care who saw us go in together. We locked the door and exchanged a long, passionate kiss, while I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants.
    Tom’s cock was bulging from the top of his briefs. I released his stiff, nine-inch rod by sliding his briefs to the floor. I knelt down in front of him and opened my lips to accept the swollen, purple head of his cock.
    His cock slid in and out of my mouth until I started to taste his precome. I normally like the taste of Tom’s come as it shoots down my throat, but today I wanted him to shoot his load inside my cunt. I was ready to feel his stiff, large dick inside my hot box. I sat on the edge of the counter adjacent to the sink and spread my legs in invitation. I pleaded, “Fuck me, Tom. Fuck me now!”
    With one quick thrust, he slid deep inside and began pumping with long, smooth strokes. I moaned softly, and he quickened his pace. I asked him to squeeze my nipples, and he squeezed each of them between his thumb and forefinger. He continued to slide in and out of my dripping pussy.
    I could sense that he was getting closer to orgasm and I begged him to pinch my nipples harder. He began to moan as his thrusts became deeper and more powerful. His first shot of come spurting deep inside of me pushed me over the edge as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over my body. My contracting pussy muscles squeezed Tom’s