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Penthouse Stories/Letters were great...

As a young girl I had a wild first sexual experience. I was a horny teen. I didn't know much about men but I knew that I wanted sex. I wanted it badly.

As early as I can remember I had been masturbating. I would take all sorts of items and insert them inside my pussy. I had a vast assortment of items that I would use. Mostly, they were smoothly textured bottles from various cosmetics and toiletries. Looking back, it seemed amazing that some of these product packages made it past the censors. They had bumps, ridges, and bulbous tips just like what I imagine a penis would look like.

When I reached high school, I joined the cheerleading squad. It was fun. We talked about boys and we got to see all of the guys in their uniforms. I was boy crazy and this was the place for me. After practice I would head home and go right to my room. When I was upstairs I would drop my lollipop pants and grab one of my bottles. I would screw myself silly thinking about the guys on the football squad. Sometimes I would imagine that they were sticking the football or a baseball bat inside me. I would fill myself up and rub my clit in a frenzy. I would come and come and come.

One day I tried to sneak into the boys locker room so that I could see some of the boys naked. I managed to get halfway into the locker room before I was caught. The athletic director happened to be leaving the side exit at the time. He knew exactly what I was trying to do. "Come with me young lady" he said. He dragged me to his office. "You have been very bad. I know exactly what you were trying to do".

"If you want to see a naked man, I'll show you a naked man" he explained. I knew that what he was going to do was very wrong but I didn't care. "I wanted to see a cock and I didn't care who it belonged to.". The athletic director was an older man and he wasn't very attractive but he seemed willing to show me his tool. I sat quietly thinking about what was happening while he angrily took off his pants. I couldn't believe it.

When he pulled down his boxer shorts I gasped. "Yeah! he explained. This cock is bigger than anything those little boys are packing". Now I have learned that indeed he did have a fairly large penis. My mistake is that I had been masturbating with much, much larger devices. Even the small deodorant can that I had been using was much larger than a man's penis. The full size shampoo bottle that I had been eagerly thrusting into my pussy was even bigger still.

I have spent my entire adult life disappointed.

I'm twenty-five years old with black hair, brown eyes, a dark complexion and a 5" dick. I recently had a wild sexual experience that I would like to share with you. My girlfriend's friend was having a birthday party for her son. The friend knew that I owned a video camera and wanted to know if I would videotape the party. My girlfriend's friend Lori is thirty five years old and pretty good-looking, with a nice, large ass on her. That ass always gets me hard.

While my girlfriend was at work, I went to Lori's apartment to get paid. when I got there, she asked me to come into the bedroom so she could get the money for me. She sat on the edge of the bed and motioned for me to come closer. That's when Lori told me she didn't have the money but would be willing to compensate me in other ways. I asked, "In what other ways?" even though I already knew the answer to the question.

Lori smiled and pulled my shorts down-my cock popped out right in front of her face. She put my dick in her mouth and caressed my balls with her hand. As she sucked my dick, she took her clothes off while I removed my own.

Lori pulled my dick out of her mouth and said "I want you to fuck my pussy from behind". She got on all fours and I started pumping her pussy. Large asses like Lori's have always turned me on and seeing my cock disappear into her was great. She then surprised me by saying she wanted my dick up her ass. I asked if she had any lubricant and she said "Forget that shit. Just ram me with all you've got."

So into her asshole my cock slid. Lori squeezed my cock with her inner muscles. It felt wonderful. After some more humping she told me to tell her when I was ready to come. I told her it wasn't going to be long. I felt her start to rub her pussy so that she would come too. In a moment I could feel her body convulse with an orgasm. That was enough for me and I came as well.

After we lay on the bed for a while, I decided to head to the bathroom to clean up. My dick was covered with our love juices and it was time to clean them off. Boy did I regret that trip. It smelled like someone died in that shithouse. Man, I can't believe the paint wasn't peeling off the walls. She must have taken a massive dump right before I arrived. Even the toilet was plugged with a wads of crap-stained toilet paper on the surface and possibly a huge turd underneath.

I started to breath out of my mouth so that I could last long enough to get out of there but I started to taste the wretched filth. I was trying to wash the funk off of my member when it all started to become too much. I wanted to puke. Actually, I didn't want to puke, the puke wanted to well up within me and spurt out of my mouth. I started to panic. Where was I going to hurl? I couldn't get any closer to that shit-can. It was the root of the problem. I had my dick hanging over the edge of the sink and I didn't want to puke on that. I grabbed for the waste basket. Immediately the vomit was looking for an exit and it found it.

I started to puke out of my mouth and nose. It was mostly the taco bell tacos I had eaten for lunch. I could feel the hard shells up in my sinuses as the vomit flowed into the waste bin. To make matters worse there was a wrapper for preparation-h suppositories in the basket. It is no wonder that chick didn't need lube.

I wiped off my face and dick and then left.

Signed, Quick Getaway in Haddaway, NJ.
 
Who's the honey in the Harley crop top? Ya boy needs to do some research.

Corinne Alphen

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Yeah, porno mags in the 80s and 90s were fucking sweet. I remember being a kid and finding them stashed in and around hangout spots, parks, wooded areas etc., it being. A huge deal. Now any kid can just access full on nasty porn at the click of a button, they’ll never appreciate the experience the same way.
 
Yeah, porno mags in the 80s and 90s were fucking sweet. I remember being a kid and finding them stashed in and around hangout spots, parks, wooded areas etc., it being. A huge deal. Now any kid can just access full on nasty porn at the click of a button, they’ll never appreciate the experience the same way.

And the pages stuck together from the maple tree sap. You had to be careful not to tear the pages and ruin the photos.
 
I also remember trying to look up porn on a dial up connection.... Those damn dark ages!!!

This^^ was my early teenage years. Sneaking downstairs, running the modem, waiting for the AOL censor, putting in 'password123' because every parent was shit with technology. Then starting my forearm workout.

In retrospect, there was no way that they couldn't have NOT heard me upstairs, but at the time I was was like a fat kid with cake.
 
And the pages stuck together from the maple tree sap. You had to be careful not to tear the pages and ruin the photos.

They were always a little waterlogged and gross, and honestly I don’t even think I understood jerking off for the first few years of seeking any possible glimpse of a naked woman, but those things probably had the combined output of a few graduating classes of tweens on them. Nobody cared.
 
I remember trying to fine tune the TV dial to bring in the naked channel on Saturday nights. Only a teenage boy can get hard to a vague set of tits covered by zigzags and squiggly lines. Oh, the days when you had to inspect the floor and walls for spooge halfway across the room ...
 
This^^ was my early teenage years. Sneaking downstairs, running the modem, waiting for the AOL censor, putting in 'password123' because every parent was shit with technology. Then starting my forearm workout.

In retrospect, there was no way that they couldn't have NOT heard me upstairs, but at the time I was was like a fat kid with cake.
Back in the Golden days when I was 15 I would go to the University Library and use their computers to print off pictures for me to look at later. Good times good times.
 
You think that's bad, my first "stash" as a teen was a Playboy from the late 60s/early 70s I found stored in an old abandoned house on our farm that our family stored things in. For whatever reason, I decided I had to keep one hidden for myself and decided that out in the woods in and old rotten hollowed out log was the place to hide it. It stayed permanently damp and was quite the chore to hold it and turn the wet pages with one hand. The pictures tuned almost white from the dampness, but at 13 I didn't need HD tits.
 
What about Penthouse letters? These were all real, yes?
 
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