Page 71 - PENTHOUSE LETTERS 2018 Writer Of The Year Award Jim McCartan

as she climaxed. The wet ripple of her
pussy around my fingers was like an
aphrodisiac.
I pushed her legs high, settled my
body between her thighs and drove my
cock back inside her. She thrust up hard
to meet me, and I felt her cunt growing
tighter once more. She dragged her
short fingernails down my back, raking
me good. She squeezed her internal
muscles hard, and I heard myself let out
a low groan. GOALS She tugged her lower lip between her
She was so wet and slick, the teeth, her eyes immediately dropping to
sensations blew my mind. orking as a kids’ soccer the thin towel that barely covered me.
I pushed her hands above her head, coach, I’ve seen my fair “Sorry to bother you, but I’m locked out
pinned her there, and fucked her as fast share of MILFs. But one of my room. Can I use your phone to call
and as hard as I needed. She took every stands out in particular the front desk?”
inch of my dick, her body still spasming W in my memory. Opening the door wider, I welcomed
around me. The summer before my senior year of Jane into my room. Figuring she could
“I’m going to come,” I groaned. college I managed a team that traveled handle the call on her own, I went back
“Fill me up, soldier boy. Fill me up.” for games. One mom, Jane, sat front-row into the bathroom and pulled on a pair of
My eyes slammed shut because the at every home game. sweatpants. When I turned to head back
words aroused me so much. Shutting my Jane quickly caught the eye of the out, Jane was standing in the bathroom
eyes narrowed the world down to the sole entire coaching staff. It was hard to miss doorway.
sensation of my dick driving into the wet, her long, jet-black hair and cleavage that “There was no answer. Can I hang
velvety warmth of her cunt. appeared ready to burst free of her too here for a bit?” Noticing my pants, Jane
She slammed up from beneath me and tight, V-neck tees. She’d jump and cheer smiled. “Don’t feel like you have to dress
whispered, “Yes, like that. Like that. Right for every kid on the team, making those up on account of me.”
there.” perfect tits bounce with abandon. She took a step into the bathroom,
I came, bellowing as I emptied into her. Everybody wanted a piece of Jane. making it impossible for me to step
After few more strokes, I finally pulled free One weekend, Jane accompanied the around her. With only a breath of space
of her, giving her another deep kiss. team to a tournament in another state. between us, Jane dropped to her knees
“That was about 10 times more All the coaches quietly went nuts. Guys and looked up at me, making sure I had
amazing than I’d imagined,” I admitted. were taking bets on who would bed her. my eyes on her.
She smiled, crawled down the bed and None of them seemed to consider that While I was busy processing the
started to lap at my cock, cleaning me of I was the only one who had a room to fact that Jane the MILF was on her
our commingled juices. myself. I figured it upped my chances, knees before me, she pulled down
When she laid atop me and kissed me, just slightly. my sweatpants. Jane eyed my cock
I wished I was hard all over again—and my But despite lots of wishful thinking, appreciatively as it sprang free of my
cock instantly rose to the occasion. I didn’t believe any of us had a serious waistband. She slicked her tongue
“It’s early,” she said. “Charlie won’t be shot with Jane. That’s why when I heard over her lips until her cherry-red pout
home for a while. Let’s see if we can make a knock at my door late on the first night glistened.
it eleven times more amazing than you of our trip, I assumed it was one of the Jane’s confidence was as sexy as
imagined.” guys. Annoyed that my shower was hell, and my cock throbbed in response.
“I think that sounds like a great idea,” I being interrupted for what I assumed The longer she waited to touch my
answered, hardly believing my luck. was stupidity, I wrapped a towel around dick, the more desperate I became.
“Welcome home, soldier,” she said my hips and opened the door without Sensing my growing impatience, a sly
before giving me a long, lingering kiss. bothering to check the peephole. smile pulled at the corners of those
Instead of an idiotic junior coach, Jane perfect lips—lips I wanted to see tightly
—A.K., via email the MILF stood in my doorway. wrapped around my erection.

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