Later that night I awoke for no apparent reason. My husband was sleeping beside me, undisturbed. I got up and walked down the hall to the bedroom we had been working in. I thought we had left the closet light on, and I went to shut it off. I opened the door and found a man standing in the corner, looking out the window. I was terrified, but then something else took over. I stepped into the room and closed the door.
It was as if something or someone else was guiding my hand as I turned the key in the lock. With that the person turned and I saw that he was a black man, about twenty-five years old or so, but he seemed older somehow, like his clothes were sort of outdated or something. I tried to scream but I couldn’t. He walked across the room and stood in front of me. I couldn’t believe it when I felt my pussy start to tingle. I tried to stop, but instead I began to slip off my nightgown. He smiled and put his arms around me to help with my nightie.
At that point I was so horny, I quit trying to resist and gave myself over to this dream, or whatever it was.
I reached down and unbuttoned his pants, releasing his thick, stiff cock. He put his hands on my shoulders and I slid to my knees in front of him, taking his dark member between my lips. I began sucking-slowly at first, gradually increasing the pressure-until I was slurping away with abandon. I couldn’t believe how good his cock tasted. I ran my hands around his waist and pulled down his pants. I had never been with a black man before, and the very thought of him fucking me drove me wild. He ran his hands through my hair and behind my head so he could pump his cock in and out of my mouth. Before he came he pulled me to my feet and guided me back onto the bed. He took one of my ankles in each hand and raised my legs straight up over the edge of the bed. His grip was like steel. I watched as he positioned the head of his thick cock against my slit. My pussy was very wet, and I couldn’t wait for him to satisfy me.
He eased the head of his penis between my lips, causing me to moan with pleasure. For a moment I hoped my husband hadn’t heard, but then another wave of lust swept over me.
Slowly, he increased the tempo as I gasped and moaned, until I came with a huge gushing orgasm, which seemed to trigger his, as I felt a warm flood fill me.
That is all I remember about that night. The next morning I awoke in bed with my husband. There have been other such incidents that always take place when I’m wearing that old watch. I am convinced that I have a ghostly lover who is somehow connected to the watch. Now, every time I put it on, I feel a twinge of excitement, wondering if he will come.
— S. W., Texas
Imagine
As a woman who enjoys Penthouse as much as any man, I thought I would share some of my most vivid masturbation fantasies with your other readers. My husband enjoys hearing about my solo sex life, and after I tell him my dreams, we always have the craziest sex ever.
I like to start with my ankles together and my legs up in the air. I can feel the air on the back of my legs, and I start to get warm. I trace my fingers over the outside of my thighs, toward the inside, up and down. I can feel the goose bumps starting to form on my legs, and soon after my cunt starts to throb, but I don’t touch myself-not yet.
Sometimes I imagine that I am on a glass platform and there are men standing under me. There is oil on the table, and I look down at the men and start moving my whole body slowly. I put my pussy straight down on the glass and move my ass from side to side.
The room is dark, spacious, and quiet. Next I imagine that the men start to take off their clothes, and I know they want me. Somehow the men lower the platform so they can have their way with me. I lie there with my knees apart just imagining the sucking of a tongue-an expert tongue-licking my pussy with a sweet tickle. The sucking isn’t hard, but gently firm. The tongue pushes softly around and slowly into my clit, matching the rhythm of my throbbing cunt. Then a finger is pushing inside of my slit, and the mouth continues its magic on my lips and clit. The fingering stops and the hand moves to my bottom, exploring and stroking until my sighs become moans.
A new hand is working on my pussy now, also moving back to my butt to send shivers through my whole body. I groan with the feeling of my pussy gushing as a little wetness drips out onto my leg.
This man has a beautiful, straight hard-on with a delicious purple head-I want it. I put my legs up and wiggle around, but he just touches me. He pushes his finger slowly in and out of my pussy. I lift my legs up higher, so I am completely exposed. I need it so badly! But he puts my legs down and straightens me out. He starts to lick my nipples, nibbling just a little bit and then sucking firmly. He lies down on top of me. I can feel his swollen cock pressed into my stomach. He kisses me with his perfect tongue, wet and succulent.
Another strong, naked man joins in. I know they want me at the same time. He lies down next to us, and they turn me on my side. I wiggle my pelvis around because I’m so hot. Behind me the new man’s skin is touching the entire length of my body. After putting their hands in the oil, they both stroke every inch of me. I bring my legs forward a little because I want to be touched from behind. He puts his hands on my ass and squeezes it-I like that. I push it out toward him to let him know that I want more. He starts to rub the head of his cock against my crack, and another deep moan escapes my lips.
Then they roll me onto my back and one of the men pushes my legs up in the air, gets his cock just right, and starts pushing it into me very slowly, making me plead for more. It feels so good. Another man walks over and eases his dick into my mouth. I put my hands around his cock and suck hard while the man inside of me is now up to full, forceful strokes in my twat. I move back and forth with loud and erotic moans as I taste sweet precome and smell my own juices. I can’t stop screaming-the sensations are too intense. One by one we stiffen and flex in passionate climax. The lights go very dim, I imagine.
— O. L., Virginia
Your Force
I can see you sitting there-almost close enough to touch, but just out of reach. You look at me with that wanting look in your eyes-a look I’ve seen many times. You know how hard it is for me to resist you. Your eyes plead for me to come closer. The incredible power you have over me makes me move toward you.
Like steel to a magnet, I’m attracted to you-your force pulls me in.
As I draw closer, I imagine your arms around me, holding me close. I can feel your warm breath on my neck, sending shivers down my spine and making my hair stand on end. Your hands explore my body.
I run my fingers up the back of your neck and through your hair. I bury my face in your strong chest as you place tender kisses on the side of my neck. When I lift my head to look into your eyes, our lips finally meet. Your kiss is slow, tender, and filled with passion. As we stand there kissing, my mind fills with the thought of making love to you.
When I come back to reality, you are slowly unbuttoning my blouse and anointing my neck and shoulders with warm, wet kisses. I want you more now than I ever have in the past. My body is consumed by lust, and I urge you to continue your seduction.
As we slowly undress, you turn to light a candle, and my gaze wanders up and down your perfect body. The candle starts to flicker, and I see you sitting there, the glimmering light casting shadows against your skin-you look so beautiful. I look into your eyes and see the love, passion, and desire you have within you.
We sink to the floor and begin to touch each other, exploring each other’s bodies as if it is the first time we are making love. Your solid shoulders and firm body feels so good pressed up against mine. My thighs start to tingle with anticipation as we begin our lovemaking adventure.