Page 62 - PENTHOUSE LETTERS 2018 Writer Of The Year Award Jim McCartan

LETTER OF THE MONTH

unsatisfied. But my first encounter with moaned a little and turned me around to the toy aside to strip off the rest of
Mitch was very, very different. He oozed caress my ass. I pulled away, walked back my clothes.
confidence and looked intent on taking to bed and reached for my dildo. Now my I needed him to see my tits. You like to
his time with me. I thought, If this boy’s gorgeous boy would get a real show. watch? I thought. I like to be seen. We’re
initial moves are any indication, we’re I slid my jeans and panties off before a match made in heaven.
about to have a lot of fun. leaning over the desk. I was teasing him I brought the buzzing toy back to my
I walked to the desk and put my and pleasing myself by plunging the toy clit, careful to keep myself at the edge
paraphernalia down, then reached up in and out of my hole, but I could barely of climax. My eyes stayed locked on his
to loosen my hair from its updo. Mitch wait for him to show me what he’s was the whole time. Then finally—finally!—he
casually leaned against the wall and packing and fuck me hard. I drew out began to undress. I loved this guy’s
watched my every move. I unzipped my the moment, though, heightening our patience—and what a fucking beautiful
jeans and began unbuttoning my silk anticipation. body he had, too. When Mitch finally
blouse, my thick brown hair falling over I turned my head to see where Mitch revealed his cock, it was straight and
my shoulders. was. Still in position by the wall. Still hard and thick. I couldn’t wait to get my
I love fucking different people. If you watching. Still smiling. mouth on it. I couldn’t wait to feel him
listen well, they tell you what they want “The vibrator. I want to see you play shoving it into my cunt.
right away. And if you give them a little with that,” he said. I was thrilled. He He began to stroke his dick, leaning
taste, it opens a universe of possibilities. wasn’t just a watcher, after all. He wanted against the wall and still keeping his
I could tell he liked to watch, and to direct the action. I did as I was told. distance, which made me start to feel
I wasn’t going to deprive him of that I know how to obey commands. I desperate. I swapped out the vibrator for
pleasure. I walked over to him first, turned around and sat on the edge my dildo, jamming myself full of the toy.
though—because what was the harm in the desk. I spread my legs and ran the “I need cock,” I said. “I want it to be
adding a little touching to our foreplay? I vibrator over my clit. My thighs were yours, but maybe you don’t like pussy?”
guided his hand into my panties. glistening with the juices that had I shoved the dildo deep and bucked
“Feel how wet I am already?” He streamed from my cunt. But then I cast my hips.
Under his watchful eye, I fucked myself
hard. As much as I wanted to feel his hot,
hard cock, I was really turned on by him
observing me. I nearly came when I finally
felt his hands on me. I pulled the dildo out
of my snatch, expecting him to take its
place. But he said, “No, no, keep going. I
want to see what you like.”
This is the way to teach, I thought.
Demonstrate, then try it out with the
real thing.
I moaned as I fucked myself with the
rubber rod. I needed his cock in my
mouth, and I told him so. By this point,
I was leaning across the sturdy desk
lengthwise. I propped myself up on
one elbow, and he came around to the
other side of the desk to give me what
I needed.
His cock was divine. As much as I’d like
it pumping my pussy, I knew he was also
getting off watching me being double-
ended. And it felt so fucking good.
After sucking him for a while, I was
nearly vibrating with excitement. My cunt

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